#And the composition...mmm

[mmm-asbestos]

waiting

[elsyrel]

Sunset walk

[jamiethebeeart]

I never thought I'd make a fake Danny Phantom title card in my LIFE and yet here we are. I wanted to make sure I included Valerie and Sam and it spiralled out of control from there (including coming up with a basic plot episode featuring identity reveals and character development). Unfortunately I'm not very practiced with the title card comic book punchy coloring style so I leave it up to the @green-with-envy-phandom-event colorists :P

[kommetz]

must draw dandadan…but…no motivation….

[toastysol]

Re-reading some webcomics from my high school days and remembering why I fell in love with them. They're a great medium to share queer stories (and stories in general), and they really helped me stay afloat when I was at my lowest. I always had the next update to look forward to. If anyone reading this needs or wants something cool and fun to read feel free to send me an ask and I can share some links to some of my favorites. I have a lot of them

[themeanmrmustard]

Holy gift. . . #collage #papercollage #analogcollage #cutandpaste #composition #assemblage #collagewave #obsurdistcollageclub #artistsofinstagram #mmm #life #holygift (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp2KmaNrwla/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[tapakah0]

(runout of tags again I hate it here gotta bite the max ammount) #Also. I feel like Ward's perception of Oscar will be changing from now on #Yep. a bastard. a smart bastard. But let's be real. He can survive and get you out, follow him # Mhm. Cass I think I did mention that I was up for the story, because of what could possibly be in this story later # We reached the point where I open the door, close it from inside and throw the key in the window from 10th floor

Part 13 ;)

Oh no, they're roommates now?? Hope you're ready for the fluff, family dynamics, and chaos that follows~

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[mayonneise]

listening to a bauhaus album for the first time in ages while cleaning my room. also for the first time in ages

[thesillyhampter]

Have some random print work I done

Background is a very light blue ghost print with random stencils and objects I found/ done

[liketolaugh-writes]

Danny Fenton as a black market android technician mmm

It’s not his main job, it’s too tied up in drugs and trafficking for him to be comfortable with it, but he does it on the side

Using ‘it’ for something that looks so human never sat right with him after his fucked up childhood so he just doesn’t

When deviants start to show up and insist they have feelings Danny believes them right away, and he’s one of the first people in Rose’s network - he fixes damaged androids before they go anywhere, and at some point Jericho hears about him and Markus comes to talk

And Danny is a fucking brilliant engineer and chemist (he has to be, to take care of himself) so he’s the only way to get blue blood and biocomponents without stealing them

At some point the unusual traffic of unaccompanied androids in and out of his garage gets flagged and Connor comes to talk him

(Connor isn’t a halfa, he doesn’t have the necessary biological composition, but there’s ectoplasm infused into him all the same and Danny can’t help but sense it)

(Danny wonders out loud if it feels different for an android to die than it does for a human, and says that when you’re human it’s like being strangled to sleep)

(Connor’s instability shoots up like a rocket and he doesn’t respond)

[castercassette]

Kit- KIT!

THAT'S MY BABY BOY OVER THERE!

@castercassette’ s boi 💖💖💖

[mogwaei]

I truly honestly love your art. It scratches my brain in like the best way. The colors, composition, the passion! Ugh!!! It also doesn’t hurt that you draw everyone’s favorite sad elf boyfriend the best. You’ve single handedly gotten me through all the Veilguard release news ❤️

GAWHH I want to absorb ur words into my soul, this is so sweet! Solas means a lot to me for lots of reasons, and when i hear people like the way I draw him my brain goes chimp crazy-happy

I drew him for you, I hope it conveys my gratitude! It was supposed to be a sketch but I kept going with it and experimenting. mmm wizard fingers heehee

[heartofbusan]

The sun's radiant vibe.

Rebirth and the declaration of Park Jimin.

DPPAKCVBMMNNN HES SO PRETTY. HELP. FOCUS.

Over on Twix, a quietly renowned translator named Colin delivers his version of lyric translations for nearly all BTS songs. He just posted his translations of MUSE and boy..🫠...be sure to read them as they are well thought out and nuanced. It's just beautiful the way he seeks to find the most fitting word to convey a feeling. His translation made me realize that people been sleeping on Rebirth. Not only streaming wise, it's kinda lagging behind, but lyrics wise as well.

It's been my clear favorite since I first heard it. It reminds me of church music, say I the atheist. But it's the way that choirs can move your soul with those soaring compositions and exalted professions of love for the glorious in a harmonious coming together of voices. It's just so beautiful. I can hear you screaming: THERE’S AN ACTUAL CHOIR SINGING ALONG, OH, so that might just be it, Sherlock 🧐 ok ok. Noted.

It's also that line: "With you. I will be your reason, reason." He's singing his promise, his praise.

Rebirth is Jimin laying his love at the altar, ready to be either burned or scorned or blessed. In any case, he's no longer hiding. He's professing. He's been through utter despair, and there was his love, arm outstretched. He wants to be as one.

Furthermore, i think Rebirth is kind of a coda to the closing song of FACE: Letter.

If Letter is a quiet confession, whispered from one lover's lips to the other's ear, warm breath tickling his hair, then Rebirth is Brat.

Rebirth is one hell of an opening song. Bold and bravely confident, utterly romantic in the meeting your lover at dawn kinda way. But the irony lies in that it would be an amazing closing song of an album. The way the choir lingers and the music resonates long after the song has ended. The clapping! It screams, ending concert song, and the audience is absolutely weeping, hugging their seat mates, mascara running, chimmy headband drooping.

There's probably a technical explanation for why, but I'm telling you, a closing song. Because once Showtime (interlude) hits, we're in a totally new environment audibly and emotionally. Yet it had to be the intro because it's the seed that was planted in FACE.

Rebirth is this Jimin:

"Both he and the object of his affection have feelings for each other." It's mutual. Equal. I am you, you are me much?!

"So that I can sing as we lock eyes." Insert TTU 'But I still want you.' gif here

"...implying that the other person won't let him remain hidden."

'In my despair, you act as light. Like the sun's radiant vibe, You pass by me tenderly.'

The sun is tenderly beckoning him with its warmth, to finally step into the light. We all know who has been there for Jimin throughout 2022/2023, encouraging him both publicly with his simping and privately.

Jimin told Namjoon in MMM that JK diligently helped him, assisting him when he spent two months re-training his voice for longevity.

I don't want to read more into the lines of a song that could also be totally make-believe, but it's Jimin were talking about. A man who is willing to break down himself, piece by piece, to rebuild himself back stronger, more confident, and with his eye firmly set towards the future. Do we think he wouldn't speak in these exalted terms about his good love? Have you heard Letter!?!

*DEEEP SIGH*

No wonder Jimin wants to give pay back in bedtime cuddles. 🙂‍↕️

Rebirth is so confident, and it's not only the lyrics mind you. It's also the way he sings notes we haven't heard him sing this brazenly before. I will scream into the void once he performs this live someday. CAN YOU IMAGINE?!

Stream Muse and Rebirth for Real Love.

TLDR: Jimin is GOAT, author a simp.

[whovianofmidgard]

WIP Wednesday

Still doing Maedhros & Maglor week prompts, this time for Day 5: Artists. This is going to be a 3+1 fic, so have number one!

(Warning! I haven't cleaned up my spelling or had done any edits, so this most likely has some grammar mistakes)

Years of the Trees, Tirion Through winding paths and shadows dark, Their guide the distant starlight spark, Elves harkened to Oromë's horn To leave their woes and life of fright, Towards the Valar's promised... "...humm, promised might? No, not might. Maybe height? Right?" Makalaurë muttered under his breath. His quill scratched the last word of the in-progress lyric out, a frown deepening the lines of his furrowed brow, but no matter how severely he glared at the scrawled notes on the paper the perfect word continued to elude him. He turned in his seat, angling his body toward the nearby harp standing beside the desk, and ran through the melody of the composition a few times. The young musician lowly sang along with the tune up until he reached the same roadblock. "...the Valar's promised... promised what..." Makalaurë's voice trailed off, all the while his fingers kept on plucking the rest of the song. "Maybe it is might." He swiveled back to his notes and rewrote the word. Only for a second later to cross it out again. "No, no, might is not right. If only I could smite this blight within my sight that I write. Is there none who could save me from my plight?" Makalaurë cried out in dismay. He collapsed further into his seat, head hanging over the edge of the chair's back and shot his brother a doleful look from his upside down position. Maitimo, who had been a silent presence in Makalaurë's room this whole time, didn't even glance up at his brother's dramatics. His hand, delicately holding a stick of charcoal between his fingers, smoothly glided across the page of his sketchbook as he gave all his attention to his subject of rare artistic inspiration, a little red robin perched just outside Makalaurë's window. Makalaurë huffed at being ignored. Then, struck with an idea, he righted his posture and reached for the harp once more. His fingers danced over the strings as he plucked out the melody and he called out to the elder Fëanárion. "Hey, Nelyo! Finish the phrase!  To leave their woes and life of fright, Towards the Valar's promised..." "Light." The song halted abruptly, and Makalaurë threw up his arms. "Light! Of course, it's so obvious, how silly of me. It is always the simplest solution," he said, happily writing down the new rhyme. "Like father like son," Maitimo absently commented, shading the bird in his sketchbook with careful strokes. "Mmm, what?" Makalaurë asked. "You think too hard. It makes your mind jump more readily towards complexity, and you forget the simple, most straighforward path in the process. Just like Atar." "That is why Atar has Ammë, and why I have you," Makalaurë replied. "Your grounded practicality keeps us humble and pulls us back down to earth." Maitimo snorted a short laugh but did not disagree, and Makalaurë went back to his composing with a smile.

[daydream-cement]

Ooh ooh you're taking request again!?

I enjoy everything that you write, the smut, the fluff, the ANGST! AMAZING!!

Something I would like to see, if possible, is some more sub Larissa. She's definitely a more dominant person but I can picture her being so unsure and almost timid at the prospect that she just needs all the directions. And some wonderful aftercare obviously!

If none of this tickles your fancy, I have a simple question for you: what is your favourite rock/precious stone/gem/crystal? (I'm such a nerd for that shit and love to know what people like lol)

Again, absolutely love everything you write, you are amazing and just keep on slaying!

Lay Back (NSFW)

Larissa Weems x Reader

Authors Note: Does petrified wood count as a favorite rock? I also keep stone figures in my wallet for protection. I don't know their exact stone composition but I keep a gargoyle, a bear, and a small pig.

Is this really happening?

This was the same question running through your mind as you kissed Larissa Weems on her living room couch. You often found yourselves unwinding together after a long week by sharing a bottle of wine and chatting about the frustrations you both endured. Tonight was a little different as Larissa had leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your lips.

While you weren't opposed to kissing Larissa, the action came out of nowhere. Now that you had the taste of her lipstick and red wine on your tongue, you needed more. You brought a hand to the back of her head, keeping her lips pressed to yours before she could pull away. Larissa smiled against your lips and brought a hand to your face, delighted you reciprocated her feelings.

The kissing was slow and hesitant, both of you nervous to how far you could go. When you parted, Larissa ran her tongue along her bottom lip, savoring the final taste of you. Her sultry eyes and heavy breathing caused the words to tumble from your lips, “God, you’re incredible.”

She took the glass of wine from your hands and placed it on the coffee table next to hers. Larissa was full of surprises tonight as she moved to stand before you, pulled her skirt up around her waist and straddled your lap. You didn’t have enough time to even think about her actions after she began kissing you once more.

Your lips left hers first, beginning to savor each kiss you pressed to her jawline, trailing your way down to her neck. Larissa tilted her head back, offering you as much access to her neck as you wanted. You wanted nothing more than to make her feel incredible. A low moan in her throat drew your words from your mouth before you could even think, "Why don't you sit back and relax? I want to make you feel good..."

Larissa hummed in delight at your words, her hands tangled in your hair. She gave your hair a light tug, prying your lips from her neck so she could look into your eyes, her blue hues boring into yours, "Mmm... What are you going to do to me?"

"I-I-I want to taste you. I want to make you cum. I want-" Your heart began to race. She was so beautiful and the way she looked at you made the words catch in your throat, but once you began stating your fantasies, you remembered to check in with her, "Can I?"

Larissa's gaze broke away from yours and a blush began creeping across her cheeks. Never did she expect you to be so forthright with the things you wanted to do. With a deep breath, she slid off your lap onto the cushion next to you, "Yes, please."

You take her hands in yours and slide to the floor in front of her, hoping to ease whatever nervousness she felt, "Like I said, I just want to make you feel good... So if you need me to do anything or stop, just say so."

A soft smile tugged at the corners of Larissa's lips as she nodded. In response, you pull her hands to your lips, pressing kisses to the backs of them and turning them over to press a kiss to both of her palms. You wanted to make her feel as comfortable as possible offering up this control to you. Drawing one of her legs up, you press kisses up her shin, working your way up to her knee before stopping and restarting the process on her other leg.

Glancing up to Larissa, you could see that she had leaned back against the couch and was now staring up at the ceiling, her chest heaving with each press of your lips. You rest your hands on her knees, checking in with her once more, "Would you like me to keep going?"

"Yes, yes, yes.." Larissa was embarrassed at how overzealous she sounded, but you were grateful for it. Pushing her legs apart, you are finally given a view of her black panties. You are still in no rush, pressing slow, tender kisses to the insides of her thighs. Larissa couldn't help but squirm as the throbbing between her legs became more and more intense.

"What do you want from me...?" You whisper, your hands coming up to grasp at her upper thigh, thumbs making circles on the insides of her legs, achingly close to her heat.

"Please touch me... touch me- touch me with your tongue..." Larissa was unsure of how to ask you properly to eat her out. Not often did she have romantic interests who were so intent on taking control and pleasuring her. Regardless, you were happy to oblige her request.

Teasingly, you dip your head down between her legs, pushing her legs apart even further, so you could press a kiss against her covered pussy. Larissa released a heavy breath that turned into a hiss of frustration You didn't even have to ask and Larissa began to beg, "Please.. don't tease me... Please, I need it..."

Hooking your fingers around the waistband of her underwear, Larissa brought her legs together and lifted her hips, happy to help you in any way to get them off her body. You drag them down her legs and drop them to the side, smirking as Larissa opened her legs nice and wide for you once more. From the way she stared down at you, biting the inside of her lips, you could tell she was anxious for you to begin, "I'll go nice and slow and you just tell me what you want."

Larissa nodded once more, throwing her head back to stare at the ceiling and await your touch with growing anticipation, "Mhmm..."

Pushing two fingers between her folds, you drag them through her wetness until you reach her clit, circling it gently, "How's this?"

"More..." Larissa moaned, backing her hips into your hand searching out more of your touch. That was all the response you needed to remove your fingers and lower your lips to her heat, dragging your tongue along the same path. You hadn't even reached her clit when Larissa wove her hands into your hair and pulled you close enough to grind her hips against your mouth. She was absolutely desperate for you.

You were happy to lap at her clit eagerly, drawing more whines from her throat. Larissa's hips grinded and bucked into your mouth, but you continued licking and sucking feverishly. Your name began rolling of her tongue, over and over again with each pleasurable shockwave that rippled through her body.

With every lap of your tongue, her intense arousal was evident, so you saw it time to push a finger inside of her, causing her to gasp aloud. Pumping your finger in and out twice, you realized how wet and ready she already was for you that you added another to fill her up. Larissa gasped in response, her hips pushing down into the couch.

Now working in tandem, fingering and licking, Larissa inched her way closer to orgasm, her whimpers giving way to full moans and groans of pleasure. Larissa was a puddle under your touch, desperate for you to make her cum.

You curl your fingers and suck on her clit and Larissa began to writhe beneath you. You could feel her clenching around your fingers, indicating she was tipping over the edge. The way she cried your name was furthering your own arousal. Her thighs squeezed shut when she came and Larissa attempted to control herself enough to not hurt you, but the waves of pleasure were intense and unexpected.

She was still coming down off her orgasm when she reached down for you. Larissa took your face in her hands, drawing you up as she bent down to press a passionate kiss to your lips, swiping a tongue over your bottom lip to taste herself. Pulling away Larissa hummed and bit her lip, staring down at your lips for a moment, "Perhaps I should let you try on my strap..."

[iztea]

How do you get the ideas for your backgrounds?

mmm ideas.... sometimes i draw the background directly from a photo reference (the happy case) so there's not a lot for me to change and i can have a rather peaceful painting process

othertimes, the BG is tied to the subject/concept/scene I'm thinking of, so it only makes sense that i have that as the background

for example, for this fem skk art, i knew i wanted to have chuu kneeling in a crater after destroying a city so drawing that background was just a logical follow-up because i already had the entire idea in mind

Here, I wanted to have Akiangel sit on a building, watching over the city. The ominous sign with "the day of salvation" and crow came later after I found this picture on Pinterest, so they helped further develop the concept, but the main idea was there and so on

The third background option happens when my painting doesn't depict a certain irl scene or landscape, nor do i have any particular references i can use. In that situation, I first and foremost think about the general composition, the shapes, how they flow with each other, how I can tie them to my main theme and what sort of symbolism or little easter eggs i can throw in there just to keep it fresh and interesting for the viewer ( aka the person reading this aha ;;) :-* )

For this piece, i started with a big circle for the background, and then I started breaking it up in pleasing, cloud-like shapes and swirls that constantly keep your eye moving around the picture (i mean hopefully lol). The composition was inspired by a) Dazai's Mayoi card ofc, that trad Eastern illustration style with the circle and then branches of trees, and also .. kazuha's splash art ok i admit it bshsj

for this one, the roses came much, much later. Again, I added that sort of golden arcade to better frame the focal point or the main subject of the scene which was ofc her face and/or outfit. Then, since it still felt rather empty, awkward, and directionless, I tried finding a pleasing, spiral line that would compliment the already existing shapes and that would, again, move your eye all around the composition. I figured since her outfit already had those small roses stuffed in her belt, those curvy lines could become some bloody, spikey roses and boom! here are the theme and elements for you: blacks-roses-blood-deadly-sharp-gold etc. I then had her crush some of those roses in her right (ik it's the left hand shut up) hand to balance out the busier left side

and a last example, sometimes I draw multiple character poses in one piece and they sort of become my background. Yet I still have some blank spaces left so i gotta figure out a way to fill them out. Here, since the pose where he's all curled up was inspired by the TDIPUD light novel, i drew him as a "corpse" in a pool of blood, and contrasted it with some nice flowery-ish patterns and swirls that sort of come from within that bloody mess ( someone also mentioned it looks like a womb which I found very interesting as well ). The cats also helped fill out the space. On the left side, i added that swirly black sun that drips into three squares that gradually fill up with straight blackness and raindrops falling below inspired by the "a conviction that the sun will never rise again" line. I don't think I should go into detail with the symbolism cause it's pretty obvious and not that deep so i won't but yeah, and that's my BG all filled up!

I do this with most of my BGs, it's mostly just abstract shapes; I'm very fixated on making the overall composition look okay and for the piece to send a message ( most of the time ), so i don't think of backgrounds as a separate entity, they are part of an already existing idea, generally speaking.

This kinda turned into a composition discussion midway......... sorry about that....... To be completely honest with you, I have plenty of BG ideas, they kinda just spawn in my brain so i'm not exactly lacking in that department. Having to draw them and finding refs is the hard part for me