#But soooo blocky

[captainsweet]

Creating A.L., (My turtlesona), Is fr a common struggle. Dude who can't draw a stick figure decides to draw a full sona based off a character! This is totally going to turn out like the time I tried to make a Mod. But it's going better than expected so I'm continuing but God wth am I doing.

[softpine]

and i ain't done nothing wrong but i can't find my way home

[transcript]

[retconomics]

Going into the ff7r tag to absorb it through osmosis cuz I'm not buying a ps5 for just that game and the clo/ti and claer/ith debates are back like shut up theyre all dating each other and are happy!!! Instead you should talk about how beautiful baby boy barret looked in his sailor uniform!!!!!

[bananafire11]

WAGGHHHHHH IM SEEING THIS LATE BUT!!! OMG!!!!!

It's a fun game of hide and seek!

(No lighting)

She's gotta get that mail delivered in a timely manner she doesn't have time for this :/

Wretched circus au made by the talented @bananafire11!

Original post office pomni explanation

Note: I'd like to feature as many tadc au's with post office pomni as i can, so if you'd like yours featured, hit me up!

[epelslacedshoes]

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓗𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓼 𝓪𝓼 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓬𝓻𝓪𝓯𝓽 𝓟𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓮𝓻𝓼!

Pt.1 (you’re here!) | Pt. 2

Warnings: none apart from rusty Minecraft knowledge 😓

This was incredibly fun to write!!! Azul’s part was written first (if that matters lol)

Riddle Rosehearts

“You want me to what? Play a game with… blocks in it? Surely a game of cards would suffice???”

Ace probably put him on/ introduced this game to him let’s be honest

He is completely new to the blocky word of Minecraft. He has A LOT to learn.

“These game mechanics are quite… interesting”

Riddle’s a quick learner give him a few gaming sessions, and he’ll be right on his feet!

Too bad he’s not really taken with the game. If someone asks to play with him, depending on the day and how busy he was he would say yes. But playing of his own violation? You would probably find Trey burning a pie before that would happen. (A very very unlikely circumstance)

Depending on who teaches and plays with him he could become an extremely different player lol

Minecraft sort of has like these unspoken ‘rules’, I wonder if he’d follow them to a tee, he most likely would and not leave any rule for leeway. (This probably makes Ace pull strands off his own scalp)

His inventory is SOOOO organized. You will never catch him lacking in terms of inventory “cleanliness”

The task he hates the most: Finding his stuff after dying.

The problem at hand here isn’t figuring out where his stuff is it’s the process of traveling that far just to retrieve the stuff he’s lost, if that makes sense

The task he loves the most: Adventuring.

The tasks that he likes and dislikes both go hand in hand together lol.

The reason for this is simple: Riddle often finds himself exploring very far away from his spawn point, so going to the place he died all over again is a waste of time to him.

He remembers every turn he took, and every mountain he scaled, so finding exactly where his items are isn’t a big deal.

In his mind, the time spent to retrieve said items could have been used to explore more of the world.

About the SMP idea, I actually don’t know what he’d be like… he most likely wouldn’t even be that different at all apart from interacting with other people in the server.

For his score, I shall give him a 6/10.

Leona Kingscholar

He doesn’t log on/j

Hmmm Leona Kingscholar himself, how would he be as a Minecraft player???

A part of me is leaning towards Ruggie doing majority of the stuff for him…

BUT, the other part is thinking, bro is incapable of finishing Minecraft

He probably has like 30+ unfinished worlds just sitting there, the reason being is that he gets bored of certain aspects of Minecraft quite quickly.

It seems quite repetitive and boring to him (well no duh, you have like a bajillion unfinished worlds-?!??!)

All the things that he does in his world (read:worlds) is quite simple.

A simple house, next to a simple farm with a simple mining structure. You see where I’m going with this…

The task he hates the most: chest organization

Ah, yes. The leading cause of what leads to him taking a break from Minecraft yet again…

He cannot find anything. He always promises himself that the next time he logs on to his world he will organize all his chests. That never ends up happening. The moment he needs to craft something important he’s shifting through all the 20+ chests he has. Yet he’s not finding the items that he needs.

Poor guy… if only this turmoil wasn’t self inflicted 😔

The task he loves the most: None. I feel like there’s not a particular task that he enjoys doing, y’know?

He probably enjoys those challenges with stipulations. The ones that are like ‘completing Minecraft with only one heart’ ‘completing Minecraft by walking in a single line’

THOSE challenges

SMP time: he’s crafty, very crafty, extremely crafty

He’s like Azul when it comes to SMP’s but the only difference is that people will do favors for him without even realizing they are helping him.

Like other people on the server are wondering where all his materials are coming from even though he never logs on…

It’s coming from the more gullible players on the server, I fear

Y’know those SMP series on youtube, Leona’s the type to disappear from the server after a few episodes. Bro has vanished by episode 5, if not 10.

For his rating, I’ll give him a 5.5/10 playing in his own world(s). But when it comes to SMP’s? 7/10 I love the craftiness 👍.

Azul Ashengrotto

I could see him THRIVING in an SMP. Imagine something with me: The twst cast all in one giant server, Azul? He is striking deals left and right and leaving people in his service.

Oh? Whats this? You need at least 9 stacks of a specific block that is extremely hard to find? Azul has you covered! Just make sure you’re prepared for whatever he may have in stock for you in the future…

He also strikes me as a builder y’know? He probably finds it therapeutic to build and complete large structures either in creative or survival. A castle, an office building heck even the Mostro Longue. You name it, he’ll enjoy building it.

He’s never once defeated the Ender Dragon… he almost came close to defeating it but then the game crashed on him. This left him quite upset and he refuses to fight ‘that stupid dragon again’ (his words not mine)

The task he hates the most: mining

He as a character hates leaving stuff up to chance right? If there’s a certified way to achieve a goal Azul is all about that.

(That one vignette or chat with Idia in it has me gagged 😭)

Guess what mining is about?

That’s right, chance!!!

There’s nothing that drains him more (as a Minecraft player) than walking around a cave system looking for a particular ore and not finding it. Don’t even get him started on strip mining…

The task he loves the most: chest organization. I don’t even know how to explain this but I just feel like he takes pride in having all his materials organized in a specific way. It’s soothing to him? Idk man

Overall a good player I’d give him a 7.5/10

[actualbird]

UHM HELLO!! idk how to use tumblr tbh and im awkward so this is gonna be. uh. yeah HOW DO YOU GO BACK TO ANOTHER LINE - moving on. i love ur polynxx hcs soooo so much please i need more more more 🤲🤲

wahhh, hello and welcome to tumblr :D!!! im so glad i enjoy my nxx polycule stuff hehe and it's been a While since ive written for them (be it for fic or hcs) so this ask came at a lovely time. without further ado, here's some:

the nxx polycule date permutation hcs

due to everybody's schedules being immensely packed all the time, all 5 of them cant go out on dates/get-togethers very often with everybody in attendance. like, when theyre All together it's often for NXX Work OR they save it for special occasions (ex. christmas, new years, any of the team's bdays)

that being said, the Top 1 most common not-everybody date permutations are: artem + mc + luke, and then marius + vyn

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artem + mc + luke can meet up often and easily because artem and mc work at the same place (so they can quickly figure out when their schedules align, quickly meet up), AND all three of them LIVE IN THE SAME STELLIS CITY DISTRICT!!!

they all live in South Stellis (mc's address was mentioned in The Birth of Stellis | Tears of Themis "Behind The Scenes" Episode, and artem's and luke's can be seen easily in the Stellis Explore function) so i can imagine just like

artem and mc finishing up with work and wanting to go out to dinner together and both of them independently and intuitively understanding that on the drive to the restaurant, they should go pick up luke because if left to his own devices he'll probably only chips and a stale salad for dinner.

mc shoots luke a quick text like "let's have dinner! artem's treat!" 5 minutes prior to them arriving at his shop, and luke panics trying to find something nice to wear because if it's Artem's Treat then that means the restaurant is gonna be QUITE UPSCALE AND FANCY and he doesnt want to look like their boyfriend who they picked off the street from a dumpster because earlier today he had just so happened to be tailing a lead for a case that sent him into the forest so hes all muddy. but hes only got like two (2) sweaters that he himself finds viable for a Fancy Restaurant Date

so when mc and artem arrive to pick him up, hes wearing the blocky xmas partyland sweater. at which mc visibly winces at and at which artem internally winces at

but they all go out for a nice dinner out anyway

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MEANWHILE, marius + vyn's homes are in completely different stellis city districts: orchideshine and long beach, hemingway heights respectively. and the Stellis Explore function seems to posit these two locations as pretty far-ish away from each other, yeah, BUT....

marius' PERSONAL STUDIO is right in the same neighborhood as vyn's place

i assume marius' personal studio is in this area because another thing thats in hemingway heights (that's just not mentioned in the Stellis Explore function) is Stellis University, where marius is taking his masters. so right after his classes, he can drop by his studio and destress before heading over to the CBD for work

ORRRR HE CAN DROP BY VYN'S PLACE UNANNOUNCED AND SWEEP HIM OFF HIS FEET FOR AN IMPROMPTU DATE

marius has mastered this art. he comes to learn vyn's schedule at the university, at the research center, and at his home so that he only shows up when vyn isnt busy and is most likely to actually say yes to an impromptu fancy lunch

and vyn acts like hes Bothered but he really isnt, especially when marius has the money to treat him out to the High End Pastry Places that even vyn "pastry master" richter can appreciate

basically it goes

marius, yelling on vyn's yard: hey vyn! let's go out on a date!

vyn: get off my yard

marius: PLLEEEAAASSSEEEE, i'll take you to that bougie place you like!

vyn: fine (secretly pleased to be spoiled)

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that being said, while these are the most common date permutations due to the simple reason of proximity, they all still find time to meet up in different permutations and all together

vyn appreciates luke taking him out on dates to more simple places, like a family owned diner or a hole in the wall ramen place. while it's not his usual kind of place, he enjoys the food and seeing luke light up talking about the memories hes had in this particular establishment ("one time, i ate here immediately after a mission and i was still bleeding out!!" "....please take care of all open wounds before you have ramen")

marius and luke and mc often meet up online and video call to game together. sometimes artem will join in on the call, despite not being much of a gamer himself, but he just likes hearing their voices and enthusiasm and yelling in the background while he cooks or works

ARTEM AND VYN GO TO THE FARMER'S MARKET TOGETHER. theyre both culinary Geniuses after all, and together they are extremely picky about produce and honey and handicrafts like an old married couple

and of course, they all get together every once in a while when their schedules permit and have a lovely time and enjoy each other's company

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bonus, what kind of dates each of their residences are best for

artem's residence: best for full-team dinners and movie marathons in his home theatre

mc's residence: best for cozy afternoons because her place is so homey!!

vyn's residence: best for full-team outdoor brunches and tea times and also if you want a touch of nature relaxing in his garden

marius' residence: best for THAT WALK-IN WINE CELLAR and also movie marathons because have you seen the wall-mounted flat screen TV in his bedroom??? phew

luke's residence: best for uhhh...if you wanna slip on stray files on the floor or stub your toe on his palette bedframe? JHFKJ JUST KIDDING, best for in-person gaming hangouts

[venuslove-28]

im a little artist blocky rn soooo purposefully giving options for characters i haven't drawn for in a sec + ones i haven't drawn for yet

[thewhumpcaretaker]

⚜ 𝕋𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕎𝕙𝕠 ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕃𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝔽𝕠𝕣 - ℂ𝕙. 𝕀: 𝔸𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕝 𝕒𝕥 𝕒 𝕊𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕥 ℍ𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕖 ⚜

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ ✧.*★ Thank you to @evren-sadwrn for the beta read!

Summary: Our story opens on Vincent and Chidi in their 20s, with Chidi employed as an ordinary yet promising Myrmidon under Vincent's father. Although Vincent is rarely at home, Chidi finds himself looking forward to every visit from this volatile, princely heir...and wishing he could somehow help him.

TW: arguing, lashing out

Author's Note: The Marquis Vincent Bisset de Gramont is referred to here as the Comte Vincent Bisset de Nevers, because his father is still alive and holding the title of Marquis. According to the French peerage system (as well as I can understand it from google searches), the heir to a title cannot hold that same title, but must instead hold the title below it in rank paired with a different region owned by the father, if the father has such a region. Comte is below Marquis, and I decided to give the family ownership of a region that had a cool name. The region of Nevers actually doesn’t exist anymore, but we’re in an alternate universe anyway, soooo…

The estate of the Marquis Àlderic De Gramont was as silent as an empty shell, in which only the practiced bustle of servants roared softly, as the rushing ocean does when a shell is pressed to one’s ear. Both its masters were abroad, and it had no mistress – hadn’t for over two decades. The early sun stretched out over the gardens, whose winding hedges and white roses met that light with the same pristineness as the cold marble of the satyr-filled fountains at the center of the courtyard. If the stone could crack, if the rose could wither under any excess of summer heat, it showed no sign of such a capability.

The only stirring of any kind came among the security detail, a special subset of the Marquis de Gramont’s precious Myrmidons. As usual, they convened in the entrance hall before beginning their daily rounds. There was, among them, a universal restlessness, passed down from their leader, Eric. Their numbers were reduced by half, with a dozen men accompanying the Marquis on urgent business in Germany. He had left the previous evening, without giving word to anyone but those who accompanied him.

Eric paced in front of them, giving orders. “As you are aware, the young master of the house returns today. To operate with reduced personnel at this time demands increased vigilance. I expect not a moment’s delay.” He divided them into a further two groups, one of which would handle luggage and vehicle search, followed by outdoor patrol. The other would inspect kitchens and domestic spaces, followed by indoor patrol.

Only one member of the security detail seemed immune to all the nerves or irritation of being stretched so unexpectedly thin. Chidi’s eyes never wavered from Eric, his blocky mouth set into a line that might, if one looked closely, be turned upward at the ends in eager acceptance of a challenge. He had good enough reason to be happy - he was at least in the same group as his favorite colleague, Fritz.

Fritz was a wiry-haired man, the thinnest of their bunch and looking deceptively frail when in fact, he was at least as capable a fighter as Chidi and far more agile. “You’re over the moon today,” he said as they dipped poison test strips into the latest batch of kitchen ingredients.

“Why do you say that?”

“Your face looked like it might smile earlier, and it never does that.” He took a swig of the milk they had just tested.

Chidi immediately proved him wrong with a laugh. “Fine. You got me, it’s a nice day. Shame we weren’t posted outside.”

“Are you sure you aren’t pleased that the Comte is coming? You talked with him in a personal capacity last time he was here.”

Chidi’s eyes narrowed. “That would be extremely improper.”

“It would be,” he said pointedly, setting down the milk and taking on a more serious tone. “And unwise, too. Even friendship with a man so high above your station is…”

“I know. I don’t intend to get myself fired.”

“Killed,” he corrected. “That man is dangerous. Even if we didn’t work for him, I’d tell you that.”

“I know what I’m doing,” he said, with more emphasis this time.

But it didn’t dampen his mood. He was pleased. Or maybe pleased wasn’t the right word for it…he felt eager, felt time advancing towards the moment of the Comte’s arrival. It was difficult to say why, except that the arrival of the young master was always a treat. Not in the sense that it meant the day would be an easy one – generally it meant the opposite. Twice as many demands, awkward familial scenes, and outright humiliation if the Comte’s interest fell on any of the Myrmadons long enough to toy with them. But there was something absolutely captivating about being in the presence of the Comte. It felt like encountering a big cat at a nature reserve, seeing something beautiful and wild moving in front of him. It could only hurt him, but many people were willing to be hurt for the sake of such a view. There was little in Chidi’s life to occupy him, outside of work, and work was a monotony most days. But when the Comte was there, things were suddenly strung with a violent tension, always on the point of breaking into chaos.

Fritz took the boudoir next while Chidi made his way through the young master’s bedroom after the servants were through, dusting for toxins along the tops of nightstands and inspecting the lock on the window – the usual rounds. There was the lavish canopy bed where Vincent rested at night behind drawn curtains, cloaked in a world of extreme softness on all sides, just as such a princely figure ought to be. Chidi touched it as if it might burn him and pulled away the test strip the very moment it had changed color. The bed was, as expected, completely fine. The room had not been occupied for six months, as Vincent spent most of his time studying in Italy. Chidi knew little about what these studies involved – there was painting, yes, but he doubted that was all, and the Comte seemed to come back more vicious in his fighting skills every time. Chidi had worked for the family for three years now, and though they met rarely, he’d seen him improve significantly on top of already impeccable swordsmanship.

He entertained himself by speculating about what Vincent might have done in Italy while he wandered the halls, polished shoes clicking over polished tiles in rhythm with the antique baroque grandfather clock in the parlor. He would never know, but what a joy it was, he thought, to be surrounded by such interesting people. He wished that he had been assigned outside, where he might see the Comte’s car approaching and get the first glimpse of him. But at the same time, he relished that he was assigned inside, where there was a good chance Vincent would be throughout the majority of the day.

He heard the Comte before he saw him. His voice carried from the entrance hall, wordless at this distance but sharp and commanding, interspersed with the replies of a servant. Chidi recognized it immediately, even before his earpiece crackled to tell him the young master was on premises. He did not break step, allowing his assigned path to take him away down the west wing before circling slowly back and approaching the scene of what was rapidly becoming an altercation, prepared to pass it without even looking. But he did look. Things had escalated in perhaps record time. Vincent was standing awkwardly close to the servant, towering over her with one hand on his hip. He appeared every bit as domineering as Chidi remembered, though perhaps a little more gaunt. Again, Chidi found himself wondering how he had been living in his time abroad. In the light streaming through the windows, his grey suit shimmered with strands of gold and his skin glowed an almost unearthly, cherubic pink, flushed with frustration.

“Comment ça, il n'est pas là? Il m'a convoqué lui-même. [What do you mean he is not here? He summoned me himself.]” Vincent must be referring to the Marquis.

“Ne vous a-t-il pas prévenu à l'avance ? [Did he not send word to you ahead of time?]”

“Espèce d'idiot - Pourquoi te demanderais-je, s'il l'avait fait, hein? Où est-il allé? [You daft - Why would I be asking you, if he had, hm? Where has he gone?]”

“Je ne sais pas, monsieur. [I don’t know, sir.]” The two of them looked equally desperate. Chidi glanced up the staircase and saw Fritz on the upper landing, giving him the tiniest shake of the head as if to say, “Don’t get involved.”

Well, too bad. Chidi stopped, knowing he was the only person who could diffuse the situation. So much for passing by without interfering. “Si je peux me permettre, le maître de maison est en Allemagne, monsieur. Nous avons appris hier soir qu'il avait des affaires urgentes là-bas, et la moitié de notre équipe l'a accompagné. Il n’appartient pas à quelqu’un comme moi de savoir plus que cela. [If I may, the master of the house is in Germany, sir. We learned last night that he had urgent business there, and half of our detail went with him. More than that is not for one such as me to know.]”

Vincent’s eyes turned on him with something akin to loathing. Chidi would be lying if he said it did not thrill him. Vincent was not one to spare the messenger, as he very well knew. “Tu parles à contretemps, Chidi. [You speak out of turn, Chidi.]”

“Je m'excuse monsieur. [I apologize sir.]”

“Et quand, je vous en prie, reviendra-t-il? [And when, pray tell, is he coming back?]”

“Cela, je ne le sais pas non plus, monsieur. Aucun de nous n’a été informé. [That I do not know either, sir. None of us have been told.]”

He laughed, and pinched the bridge of his nose for a moment. “Bien sûr [Of course],” he muttered. “Inutile [Useless].”

Something about that made Chidi’s heart twist with sympathy, but he did not move or make any reply.

“Je suppose qu'il s'attend donc à ce que j'attende son retour. Comme si je n'avais rien de mieux à faire de mon temps. Et avec la maison à moitié gardée par vous, incompétents. [I suppose he expects me to wait for his return, then. As if I have nothing better to do with my time. And with the house half guarded by you incompetents.]” Chidi could not contradict him.

He took a step away, seeming almost about to leave the room, but Chidi had seen him this way often enough to know that he was merely winding up before a strike. He braced himself. In another moment, the Comte’s knife was drawn and swung in a swift arc inches from Chidi’s neck. It severed his tie at the knot and Vincent pulled it out of the front of his vest, holding it up by two fingers as if it was something very disgusting. “Il semblerait que quelqu’un puisse trancher jusqu’au cou un homme par ici sans le moindre défi de la part des gardes de la maison. Quelqu'un ne fait pas son travail. [It seems someone can slash right up to a man’s neck around here without the smallest challenge from the guards of the house. Someone isn’t doing their job.]”

“Il semble que oui, monsieur. [It seems so, sir.]”

“Alors au travail! Hors de ma vue. [Get to work then! Get out of my sight.]”

Chidi nodded and was already turning when the Comte looked up to the landing, the piercing beams of his gaze falling on Fritz. “Qu'est-ce que tu regardes? J'ai dit de sortir de ma vue. [What are you staring at? I said to get out of my sight!]” He ascended the stairs fast enough to send Fritz hurrying off down the hall, turned into his bedroom, and was not seen again for the remainder of the afternoon.

How frustrating that discovery must have been for Vincent…He was strangely relieved that he had been there as an outlet for the Comte’s anger. All was silent again as Chidi returned to his rounds with a very exposed feeling at the front of his chest where his tie should be. His hand went to it again and again involuntarily, fingering the torn fabric with something like a thrill. Eric raised a knowing eyebrow at him when they crossed paths. But he didn’t care. He only felt that gaze locked onto him, loaded to the point of heaviness with a burden that he wished he could relieve.

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[robloxconfessions2]

tbh, out of all the blocky r6 out there CASHIER is the one i hate the most. And no, its not even a love/hate situation because ITS MISSING THE LOVE, i never loved him which i dont get myself because i am a simple blocky r6 avatar lovers and haters, but he is the only one i only HATE and not love its only hate that i feel when seeing him, and the way i just want to have his homunculus and get disgusted till i gag at it is just weird?? I never even simp over him despite playing before snackcore exist and when its still popular, i was actually suprised when seeing people simp over him?? Like he's so stupid and disgusting all he do is just sit by the counter and become some stupidass evil guy? Idiot. It's a suprise to myself that i haven't drawn him getting kiled by player, though i probably never did that bc i hate him so much he doesn't deserve to get drawn getting killed by someone by me. Its how much i hate him i never proudly show my friends my drawings about him getting killed. [Yea, i show them :3] and out of all the r6 avatars HE alone is the one i never got so excited over while imaginating him getting killed brutally. Like even player and dummy that looks soooo much stupider than him still get that treatment, but him? Somehow despite looking less stupider than both of them seems more stupid. Also i hate him for making me cry while reading some ao3 fanfics about player becoming a victim to his villain doing but somehow he's doing better, and in one fic despite him being the one wrong there, player gets told to not hate him by idk dummy or orby but i hate him and the other two for that, you know what. Nevermind that I HATE EVERYONE IN GASA4 INCLUDING PLAYER FOR BEING RELATABLE IN THE FANFICS, I HATE THAT TINY GUY WITH CAR AND I HATE RIPOFF GASA4 GASTER AND I HATE THE RAT AND I HATE PIZZA PERSON AND I HATE PARTY PERSON AND ALL HER RELATIVES AND I HATE DAD AND I HATE THE HOUSE AND I HATE THE SKY AND I HATE LITERALLY EVERYONE. Jk.

This is all sarcasm Lol! excluding the part where i said im a simple blocky r6 avatars lovers/haters & the cashier part bc i hate him fr.

-r6 roblox hater or whatever idk i forgot anon

this would make a pretty good copypasta

[megatronfangirl]

hi tumblr user megatronfangirl i love your tf art... i was wondering if you had any advice for learning how to draw robots/transformers .❓ ily

Hi thank you for the message! :D

Honestly when I started drawing TFs like 3 years ago it was my first proper exposure to drawing robots, and I still really struggle with figuring out how to draw them. It’s so different from drawing organic things. I unfortunately dont know how much help I can be as I still am not satisfied with how I myself draw them hahaha!

This isn’t advice but just explaining my thought process a little bit: I personally have more fun drawing organic forms, as opposed to structural/geometric, so I try to adapt TF designs to mimic the forms of human anatomy (like our musculature). This is easiest with the MTMTE designs, as they’re so complicated it’s easy to shift around and adapt the design to something more organic. G1-style designs are soooo blocky that they are difficult for me to draw unless they’re pretty simple drawings haha.

As for actual advice, all I can say is just to keep drawing them & look at other artist’s drawings of robots too :) I know that’s super lame advice but it’s applicable to anyone, regardless of your own personal aesthetic tastes & desires, everyone improves with time (and it helps to have a wide range of artistic influences too!). Sorry I don’t have anything more specific, thank you for the ask!!

[pawsometoons]

So how excited are you for a possible revival of GHS?

I am SOOOO SO SO SO SO EXCITED!!! How convenient is it that around a year after i get into GHS, it starts just getting revived out of nowhere? ITS CRAZY! I'm personally more excited for the new anime (since i prefer the blocky style more AND ALSO BECAUSE IVE HEARD BRENDAN HUNTER IS VERY INTERESTED IN REPRISING HIS ROLE OF JUDGEMENT BOY!!!) I'm gonna explode :3

[talaofthevalley]

For the yugioh ask meme… how about Earth? Or whichever Ignis is your favorite/least favorite

Oh I can do Earth :o That's an interesting one

Why I like them/why I don’t He Funny. We didn't get to see a lot of him, but I like him. The "I am socially awkward." line is iconic. I like thinking about what his dynamic with Spectre would be. My favourite interpretation is Earth thinking Spectre can do what he wants any time. It is very funny.

What I like about their appearance I like how blocky he is! Lil square head and broad shoulders that give him the silhouette of a uniform.

Do I prefer their dub names or original names? No change soooo

OTP/NOTP/OT3 Don't have any ships for this guy.

Favourite card they use Hmmm, think I'll go with G Golem Dignified Trilithon. It's an interesting design.

Favourite moment they were in/Least favourite moment I'm just gonna put these two together cause my favourite moment is also my least favourite moment cause Wow It Hurts. We all know it, the scene where SOL dissects him. It's a painful scene that is really well done, and does great work in ramping up the stakes and showing what a threat SOL can be when they've been so much of a background threat so far.

[theladyyavilee]

also can I just say that while I was very unimpressed and a little disappointed with the dragon design fro brimscythe in season 1, the season 2 dragon designs were FUCKING LIT, what a fucking glow up, they looked so much more real and smooth and like, I don’t know, believable and BADASS and the variation between them was soooo good, like the way umbrasyl was dripping acid from his wings????? raishan all sleek and menacing? vorugal with the more bat-like wings and blocky design just looking more like a battering ram of sheer violence? and then thordak and the way he just lit up with fire??? BEYOND FUCKING AWESOME, I’m so glad they went all in on the dragon design this season (which was what I was hoping for, since it IS the dragon arc xD)

[thyfleshc0nsumed]

o hey i'm also an amateur kink leatherworker? i followed you cus your designs are unique

Omg thank u. I think I have a pretty clear sense of style in my work but I worry that because that style is very plain and blocky my designs look generic, but I'm soooo happy to hear they're liked!

[ifeltfree]

do u liike my other drawings i did. 3rd is killjoy anthony :3 i miss drawing him constantly. also wow all these drawings are like in entirely different styles lmfao

I LOVE THEM I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THEM OLIVER IM OBSESSED YOUR ART IS SO GOOD...... i love how u draw him blocky like minecraft steve and your body proportions are soooo good youre literally the king of 3/4 angles. AND THE LAST ONE IS INSANE BTW

[pen-bee]

dude you're art is soooo dope! love the square shapes it has!! and the silhouettes as well!! and the colors are so so so nice! i hope you keep at it!!

Thank you so much! I love blocky square shapes! I hope to get on making some new illustrations soon. Thank you so much for stopping by! This really brightened my day.