#EXTREMELY FAST SKETCH!

[hinata-boke]

Drawing a randomly generated Haikyuu character (almost) every day until I give up

87. Tsukishima Kei

[artbytesslyn]

just a small flesh sacrifice

[sweeneydino]

Behold

Gremlin baby Dai.

Can you and your peepaws resist his creature charms?

[turrondeluxe]

Miguel Rizz O'Hara

[periwinkla]

Stop making your sketches look like beautiful complete artworks it’s making me feel unproductive and lazy. How dare you.

( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀)𖹭𖹭𖹭.ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ You know it's funny... 'sketch' in Italian is translated as 'schizzo', a noun that also means 'splash', 'splatter', 'spurt'. So in a sense, everything I make is a schizzo.... because I literally throw color at the canvas because I'm a mess of a person :0 I like chaos. I thrive in chaos. Chaos is beautiful imo. Fun fact I'm actually a serial procrastinator hahaha but the thought of 'sketching' makes me actually 'finish' stuff. (read: at some point I just publish it as it is and don't obsess over it - it's seriously liberating, you make so much more that way and are so much happier about it)

[yourclown4107]

If I suddenly become a furry, it's Bradley Uppercrust's fault!!!! I'm fixated on this cartoon, I can't think of anything else, please help me, or only lobotomy will be able to help me soon

Если я резко стану фурри, это вина Брэдли Апперкраста!!!! У меня фиксация на этот мультик, я уже думать не могу ни о чём другом, помогите пжлста, а то мне скоро только лоботомия поможет

[toastedjeans]

So uh. I saw that one ask Gooseworx got about Kinger's weapon of choice. And had to draw this.

Featuring angel Kinger cause yes

Original meme underneath

Wow that's blurry oops

[hydrangeyes]

*has been playing stardew valley again and now has intense thoughts and ideas on sebastian and if he wasn't judged or brushed off as lazy making him retreat and stick to himself for the most part*

[liftfox]

This I guess is gonna be a fairly rambley post where I discuss some of the ideas I have for a a thing that might (?) become some sort of TTRPG campaign or just its own thing. Also it's an excuse to get some of my older art out there. I guess straight away strong warning for body horror, gore, eyestrain, and light warning for vomitting.

So Toby and Corneliya are the only characters involved in this mess that are super developed and happen to also be the main "victims" of what I'm terming as "angellic corruption". (Art below of each character, in order. Really need to do some updates on Toby in general.)

Essentially, this is just an extension on the concept that powerful creatures influence the environment around them. This is a pretty common idea in relation to things like dragons in DnD, but I'm aiming to extend this to literally everything. Angels, demons, etc.; I'm just focusing on angels here because it's the only one currently relevant to what I'm concepting.

Angellic corruption is the process of creatures and people starting to mutate to better mimic an angellic form. In this instance, the forms generally associated with the goddess of justice/revenge, which is a lot of classic angel motifs, stone, blood, and self mutilation (y'know like how justice is blind and it's an eye for an eye, very funny).

This is a segway into heavy body horror.

The way I have things thought out at the moment, the first signs are things like small mammals and fish being weirdly feathery and stony, with the next to be afflicted being those with closest contact to the source of the corruption. Corneliya and Toby are those closest to the source, as Corneliya is very actively doing as she's told to eradicate "injustice" through using Toby to kill a LOT of people. Problem: being in such contact also means Corneliya is going literally insane, so she's not all that concerned about any of this. Toby is a fairly normal dude however, and a doctor tends to notice things like vomiting and growing feathers, and is actively concerned about wtf is happening. Thus, these sketches:

So you end up with a situation where the head of the church is hiding the fact her costume stopped being a costume a few weeks ago, the wildlife are shooting spikes at people and are generally in massive amounts of pain, and the only one who an inkling of what's happening is Toby. A man who's been blackmailed into this whole affair and might be too late at the point where he starts actually noticing this stuff to actually do anything about it.

Fun!

[asksonicverse]

You dont need to answer but I just wanted to tell you I adore Paradox being like "I hate all of them except" and then listing everyone except like 2 guys, honey you don't hate *all* of them you expressly don't hate *most of them*

Extremely charming characterization i adore it

[Creator Special number 2!]

So glad someone noticed that, I was originally going to have him name EVERYONE except Boost but then I was like “nah, Mania is just too annoying for Paradox to tolerate him”

And thanks! I’m trying to be… consistent with my characterization of each of them and stay in line with canon but like… URGH sometimes I want to deviate so bad just to indulge but I resist!

Needless to say tho, prism is probably going to get more affectionate later on. Rewatched Sonic Prime again and bro is a cutie patootie!

Headcanons… headcanons… hmm

Well, starting with the obvious, Paradox goes to therapy as I’ve mentioned which I think is hilarious. He and Lance are the only Shadows who really have their shit together which is why I think Sonadow works well for them? (we stan healthy relationships guys)

I do head canon that Eight doesn’t like being touched really at all anymore. After the metal virus, he grew so used to the fact that he couldn’t touch anyone that it sorta just stuck. He does it to save people, but not anything more. :(

And while I’m a sucker for the Trans Sonic HC I decided not to implement it in this particular AU!

I really want to include Captain Sonic and Shadow, but I haven’t played nor watched a serious play through of the game. (I’ve only really listened to a bit of the Snapcube dub..)

can someone tell me if Shadow is a Barista or a Mechanic in that game btw?? I google it, nothing pops up. I could’ve sworn there was something about a mechanic.

Uhh I LOVE Sonic Frontiers, fire game. If I include that one, it’ll ALSO be Sonamy since I’m pretty sure that game takes place before SA2 in canon?

I’m trying to keep the Sonics and Shadows balanced but I’d love to add Generations Shadow and Sonic. Just thinking of names already I get “Doom” for Shadow and “Emerald” for Sonic. (Referencing the fake emerald from their interaction in the shadow story)

Unfortunately I haven’t seen the Archie comics or Sonic Underground so I wouldn’t even know where to begin.

Someone also asked about if I’d ever include different AU’s: maybe if those AU creators gave me permission I’d be down to do a collab for a few asks or something!

Nope!

I dunno I just..! … how do I do? I’m fast. And you’re slow. That’s how I did it. /ref

Ahahah just kidding! But I am very fast. A few years ago I convinced myself I was a “slow drawer” because I was in a discord server with someone I looked up to (and holy cheese they could draw out fully articulate sketches in like 30 seconds!)

So I got insecure and taught myself to draw really fast. So now I just.. zoom! This does have a terrible draw back where I will very frequently forget smaller details.

Like if you look at half the posts, Shadow is missing his eyeliner and other markings frequently.

THIS IS JUST HILARIOUS TO ME YOU GUYS. PLEASE—

I’ve gotten SO many asks in my box about using Maria to calm the Shadows down or trying to give Shadows “Maria plushies”

Imagine you’re having a bad day and you get a plushie of your dead sibling thrown at you??? LMFAOOOO

I CANT I CANT I CANT PUT THEM THROUGH THAT 💔 Also I see every single ask.

“Do you all like Latinas” and “sonic which shadow is the hottest/shadow which sonic is the hottest” have all been engraved in my brain

Was joking with a friend on how that second question would come out LMFAOO

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[beigetiger]

One part of a current WIP, I’m working on a comic of a few of my OCs! Storyboarded it on paper and am now in the process of making backgrounds.

I don’t know which of my artist mutuals might have WIPs currently, so anyone feel free to reblog :)

tagged by @the-artist-grimm!! its WIP wednesday u know what that means.

The rules: Post an excerpt from your most recent WIP and then tag a bunch of people.

hrmm how about a two-for-one special? i'm writing and drawing at the same time, so i may as well. take a v4v painting and my current in progress v4v fic! that is. uh. unnamed. working title is "I hate it when girls turn into a virus"

i hate them <3 ummm tags.. tags... @soursherbat @cconfusedkat @7-ferrets-in-a-coat my scarabs my scarabs go my scarabs!!!

[aur0ral1ghts]

ᴄʜᴇᴇʀ ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴘᴀʀɪɴɢ; ᴄʜᴇᴇʀʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ǫᴜᴅᴅɪᴛᴄʜ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇʀ!ᴍᴀᴛᴛʜᴇᴏ

ᴡᴀʀɪɴɢs; ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs. ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪs ʜᴏᴛ ᴀғ. ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ. sᴡᴇᴀʀs.

You entered the cheerleader change rooms, and you placed your foot on a wooden bench as you pulled up your white and green socks to your knees. You changed into your green and sliver cheer uniform. You brushed out your hair as you tied it up, placing a green ribbon in it. "Exicted?" You heard your friend say who's also a cheerleader. "Yes, but a little nervous. What if i mess up?" You nervously said, bitting your lip, as you fixed your hair a little more. "Don't worry, we practiced the routine more times than I can count." She chuckled, patting your back in reassurance.

After a while, you and your team were called up, and a choruse of applause was all you could hear. You were head cheerleader, which made you even more nervous. At the end of your routine, your cheermates and you would have to do a human pymaid. Though you practiced it multiple times, you still felt a pit of anxiety filling your stomach.

You watched as the Slytherin Quidditch team began to fly out into the fields, the wind blowing their hair messily. It was the first match of the season. Slytherin vs. Gryffindor. The Slytherins were determined to win, not wanting some stuck-up Gryffindors winning instead of them.

As the announcer, Lee Jordan, begins to talk, you and your team begin to do your cheer, and the crowd goes absolutely wild, as you guys wave your pom poms in the air in support for the Slytherin team. "Give it up for the Slytherin cheerteam!!" He shouts. You began your routine.

So far so good

You repeated in your head. After a minute or two, you took in a shakey breath as backed up. As your teammates stacked up, you slowly climbed on top of them, the cold air blowing your ponytail in the wind. You impressed the crowd your moves. Your gaze stuttered on Mattheo, who's frozen on his broom, gripping the handle tighter, his eyes piercing into you. His mouth crippled into a smirk. Your eyes made their way back to the screaming crowd. You couldn't let Mattheo distract you. You chuckled and sighed in relief once you landed. "Thank you to the Slytherin cheerteam again!" Yelled Lee Jordan. You took a huge sip of water as you sat down on a bench with a few of your friends. Watching the match begin.

You watched as Mattheo flew effortlessly on his broom, going almost as fast as lighting. The humid air coated his skin. You couldn't help but stare, the way his uniform looked on him, the way he squinted his eyes slightly, taking in the scenery around him. The way he gripped the broom handl-

Stop.

You thought you couldn't be thirsting over your enemy! But yet again, you couldn't help but feel attached to him. He was handsome, sure, but you couldn't help but feel your heart beat faster every time he would talk to you. He had such a way with words you didn't even know was possible. And that one time you found him writing poems and sketching in his journal watching the stars at night on the astronomy tower, you realized maybe he wasn't so bad.

Mattheo found it easy to push your buttons. He would always find a way to tease you. He found it assuming, entertaining even. The way your forehead would crickle in annoyance. The way your eyebrows would fury. He noticed everything about you. He possibly even wrote a poem about you but quickly threw it away once he realized what he was doing, he even mumbled a spell to make it simply disappear out of thin air just incase someone saw it. He denied his feelings for you, constantly trying to convince himself he wasn't attracted to you, when Indeed he was. He yearned for you sliently, watching you sit there and look so effortlessly perfect while laughing with your cheermates on the opposite end of the table in the great hall.

He found it hot that you were a cheerleader. He loved your green glitter eyeshadow with a black cat eye. He found it extremely sexy. Every chance he got, he would focus his gaze to you, effortlessly moving your body, chanting a cheer. He bit his lip, imagining you were cheering for him, and only him. Unfortunately, half of the male population of Hogwarts also found you extremely beautiful. At least three times a month, you would get asked out. You kindly rejected then all, knowing your heart deep down only had it bad for one boy, and that being Mattheo Riddle.

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"SLYTHERIN WINS!" Lee Jordan yells out, the Slytherin side of the crowd begins to go wild. You waved your pom poms up in the air, moving your body with the noise of the crowd. You watched as the Gryffindor players frowned and groaned. The players slowly made their way to the ground, congratulating their mates.

Your eyes drifted onto Mattheos' sweaty body, his curls slightly stuck to his forehead as he wiped his head with the back of his hand.

Shit - that was hot.

You bite your lip as he begins walking closer to you. You simply froze in your spot, looking a different direction. You thought he was just heading back to the change room to shower or whatever.

"Pretty cool, the trick you did." He chuckled, leaning against a wooden pillar. "Oh, uh, thank you, I guess." You shurged, trying your best to stay cool. "You're welcome." He says cooly, taking a step closer to you. You felt his warm body heat. He began to fidget with your ponytail, tugging it slightly. You just looked up at him. "You should probably take a shower. You smell like a bloody troll." You faked a disgusted face, covering your nose. But he didn't even smell bad. He just smelt like that familiar scent you eventually grew fond of. The scent of cold air still lingered on him. "Whatever you say, princess." He shurged, walking away, once again wiping sweat from his forehead.

You furrowed your eyebrows as he walked away. Was he flirting with you?

Ha, no way..

You guys were enemies. Everyone knew that, hell, even the Profossors did! They knew better than to put your seating avengements next to each other in fear of you guys blowing up the place out of pure spite or something. Everyone in hogwarts, even the ghosts, knew you guys loathed each other. But lately, your relationship with one another has been getting a bit...odd.

You turned your head, but Mattheo was already gone. You huffed deeply, taking in some cold, crisp air as you wandered back to the change rooms. The temperature had dropped a little, so you put on a leather jacket. You decided to just shower at your dorm since the showers here were small and seemed to run out of hot water faster. You walked over to the sink, examining your reflection, before splashing some cold water onto your face.

You wrapped your arms around you. You didn't know why, but your legs seemed to take you in front of the boys' change room. You wanted to just walk away, but your legs refused. It felt like someone placed the leg locking jinx on you. You waited underneath the stands, shielding you from the wind.

You waited as you saw many players begin to leave. Then Mattheo walked out. His eyebrows rose up when he saw you, simply waiting. "Uh, Mattheo." You call out. "Mhm?" He answers back, walking closer to you.

Merlin, have mercy.

"I forgot to say, but congratulations. You did pretty good." You smiled at him. Mattheos' heart did a mini backflip. "Suriprised you didn't fall off or anything." He chuckled at your lame attempt to insult him. "I almost did when I saw you in that little cheer outfit of yours." He whispered in your ear. You felt your cheeks heating up, though it was chilly outside.

"I-" you began, but it was too late. He was causally walking off.

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That night, you laid down in your bed, simply just thinking about Mattheo. About your interaction with him. You sliently cursed yourself for being so flustered around him. That was the complete opposite of what you were known for. You were known for your confidence and your attitude. And know, you could barely even form a simple insult at Mattheo. Did he make you that nervous?

You got up from your bed, clearly frustrated as you paced around your room.

What the bloody hell was this boy doing to you?!

You thought. He was clouding your thoughts. He were all you could think about.

You decided to get some fresh air, so you trailed up to the astronomy tower to try to relax. That's when you saw a tall dark figure, leaning against the railing. You couldn't see who it was due to their back facing you. You could smell the cigarette smoke radiating off of them. That's when it clicked. It was Mattheo. The very boy you hoped you wouldn't see.

"Riddle." You say, your voice barley audible. He turned around, his breath heavily. You secrectly admired him. The way the moons softly lit light was casting on him. He looked so damn handsome that it made your heart ache.

"L/n.." He replies back. You slowly make your way to the railing as well. Mattheo walked you, a cigarette hung low between his lips. "Uh, you want one?" He offers. "Hm, thanks." You smile as you grab the cigarette from his mouth. He looked dumbstruck for a second. He reached in his pockets and gave you the lighter to light it.

He watched as you lit the cigarette with one hand while you used your other hand to cover it so the wind didn't blow it out. He thought he would never see a sexier sight. He took a deep breath.

"So..why are you up here?" He asks, looking back to the moon. His side profile was definitely something. His jawline was very sharp.

"Just.. had a lot on my mind." You shuffled uncomfortablely. "What was on your mind?" He asked. "Uh," you paused. You felt your cheeks turn a deep shade of pink. You took a deep breath to calm you.

"I was thinking about you, actually-" you muttered, your voice low. You looked down in embrassment.

Mattheo was next to feel his face turn pink.

"What!?" He says, his eyes piercing into you. "You seem.. flustered." You giggle softly. "No shit, the most gorgeous women just admit she thinks of me!" Mattheo huffed. You were now a blushing mess.

"You think im gorgeous!" You squeal, raising a hand to hit his shoulder in a playful manner. He caught your hand. You two just simply stared into eachothers eyes. He watched as you parted your lips.

"Mattheo-" you began. "What are you doing?" You took in a shakey breath. "Something I should have done a while ago.." he leans in. "Y/n..i don't want to be enemies anymore.." you heart did atleast 10 back flips.

His hand let go of your wrist as you placed with hands on his chest. "Me either." You whispered, and with that, he smashed his lips onto yours, his hands moved over to your waist.

"Do you trust me?" He asked. You nodded. "Yes."

He picked you up and placed you on top of the railing. You looked down, the drop was at least 100 feet down. "Dont worry, I've got you." He said, holding you tight.

You spread your legs open a bit, allowing him to go in between them. He placed a single hand on your thigh, caressing it, rubbing circles on your bare skin. You leaned down a bit and kissed his forehead.

"So damn beautiful." He mumbles, looking up at you.

[cherisseone]

Yeah i have more.

Extremely quick sketch of Frank kissing whoever she is, im not limiting NOBODY IN HERE 🗣️🗣️‼️

What i can say, wanna do something better with this, maybe a REAL DRAW, but yet, and for me, it is still enjoyable. Have trouble drawing kisses and interactions so for a fast doodle is nice to me. Im yapping, gbye 🤍.

[fallendev0tionvn]

extremely quick realistic(?) portrait of Clive🏃‍♀️

I actually had a dream about him, so I had to sketch him as fast as possible before his features faded from my memory💀

[sincerely-sofie]

I got bit by a radioactive spider that likes coming up with AUs for Pokémon games. Anyhoo. Take this extremely messy sketch of a comic I made mega fast for my “Legends Arceus + Platinum/Diamond/Pearl + Time Travel + Modern + Slice of Life + Trauma Recovery + Angst with a Happy Ending + Found Family” AU I’m currently cooking.

Volo's trying to camp in the mountains after getting booted through time and space into modern day Sinnoh and promptly gets Barry-ed.

[kloofspeaks]

The Creation of a Physical Copy of Coming Home (But Not to You) - The complete summary

Since, I promised I would update this as soon as I started working on it and boy, has it been several hours of me trying to learn how to use Microsoft word, hundreds of songs in my Jayvik playlist and perhaps, a small minor emotional breakdown. I have gotten Coming Home (But Not to You) formatted for bookbinding.

I hope @lesbianherald knows that they have not only written about 678 pages of a glorious and beautiful story but when in book format, that comes out to be 340 pages which is bigger than Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare (which.. you out wrote him twice). I swear, I promised to update you and that’s literally all I have besides a minor practice signature before I venture out to find a book suitable to hold the piece and paper that looks a tad more vintage.

The first draft pages in word looked like this, this was also MY final concept before I went out of my way to make a little page design in procreate. (Featured later)

The Artist featured also gave me permission to use this for this personal project. Please, check them out with this link here: X (their art is gorgeous)

[Written January 3rd, 2025]

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Okay, we’ve settled on some covers. Might be wondering why I didn’t want to make one from scratch? I didn’t want to weather it, personally. It’s a lot more work and the threading and binding itself is going to take most of my time. I’m working on A4 (Actually, it ended up being smaller than A4 at about 11 by 8.25 but when folded it’s 5.5 by 8.25) paper format, having to adjust my measurements as we go because they were drastically different in the word document. I edited some of the features of the pages and actually sketched out a design for my Cricut to use for the cover and chapter page emblems for just a little personal flare!

I actually went to the thrift store and broke apart books that werent in use to provide me a proper book board because the ones I had were too thick! Reuse and recycle, baby! (All for the power of Jayvik)

A little thing about this project is that I actually bought weathered paper for this! Yeah, that.. it didn’t end up coming LMAO. I did buy some book corners for some metal flare. The hexcore design I drew out, myself, in procreate and also cut out in Cricut (thank you, TikTok tutorials).

A little fact as well; I haven’t bookbinded in 3 years! My books when I started were actually GOD awful— which is also part of why I chose a base book frame because that was my biggest weakness when it came to this. The binding itself was actually the easiest part to me when I started! I kid you not, I did very much come out of retirement because of Jayvik. I wanted a physical book I could mark and leave notes on, so why not make it myself? I’m extremely thankful, I got permission to do this and plan on doing this with another one of my favorite Jayvik fanfictions once it is completed, so perhaps… maybe. I don’t know, after I had gotten all the signatures out I had realized that the book covers used WERE TOO SMALL! This is the book before pressing for over 48 hours and in a middle of a snowstorm!

[Written on January 6th, 2025]

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And the book is binded! I had used wax thread which is already thicker and way more durable and actually made for bookbinding. It has already had about two layers of glue on the binding but I tend to do about four just for extra strength and protection. It should be going in the book in about a day or two, which will lead to the final update of this!

It took me about three well-spread out days, six hours of actual sewing and teaching myself how to use a curved needle without violently stabbing my skin but I was able to get the box-stitch in.. I tried to even out the layers as I had binded too fast in one part and two signatures ended up being uneven, whoops. I fixed that with a tap of a literal hammer (No pun intended) but this was truly an experience. The parts with the open black page on front is when the stitching was glued and the book pages were placed on. This also meant I had the actual book for it to sit in ready. Which was crazy to think about.

Would you believe me if I told you I measured this all by eye and had to cut the pages four different ways to make this book actually become a book. The next paragraphs will be glamor shots. Thank you for sticking with me— encouraging me on this because of my LACK of experience in this entire field and prayers for my poor fingers.

[Written on January 13th, 2025]

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And we’re here, it’s finished and settled. Here are the glamor shots. I do plan on doing more bookbinding in the future as I DID enjoy the process but folding and making signatures will forever be my enemy. Here’s the glamor shots and underneath the cut is all my reactions and build up to finishing this monster of a book.

A couple things, I never want to do this again. If I ever do a fanfiction THIS big again. I’m spilting it into two books, perhaps even three depending on how big it is. The symbol on the front is the Piltover symbol, I tried to find Jayce’s Talis house symbol and THERES NOTHING, I literally tried drawing and everything. My Cricut didn’t want to cut it and trust me, I tried for over three hours with the symbol.

What only matters is that I think it’s cute. I think the simplicity and mix of tears added to the final design a lot more than I thought it would.

If I ever do this again. (Knowing me, I will.) I plan on revisiting this, probably make another version when I have more bookbinding knowledge under my belt LMAO, but enjoy this lengthy post. I’m now going to go to bed.

Also huge shout out to my Zelda art book for being my primary book press for this entire thing. I really need a book press.

[Finished, January 14th at 12:08 AM, 2025]

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