#I can do better

[onthemeander]

The second part of this Post of Part 1

I don't know what to say about this other than, sorry if you wanted a happy image.

[sibmakesart]

6 years difference :o

[funnychuchu]

What was your first drawing of Tighnari?

Welp.... This was like... 7 months ago... So of course it would be a bit crappy ;-;

Ahem..... It was something to begin with.

[asleepinawell]

get loved little guy

[f4t4l1ty]

Gay 🫵🏻 /silly

"I swing both ways, baby. But if being gay is what you want, I can make your dreams come true." He grinned with a half-smirk.

***ALL NICKNAMES THROUGH ASKS ARE IN CHARACTER AND COMPLETELY PLATONIC*** im gonna re-do this soon this was so bad

[xamaxenta]

Two pages or one?

[xoluvx]

is this good?

[paperhats-and-evil-schemes]

Me: //brushing up on my old Paperhat fanfics to make sure I'm getting details right for the new one//

Me @ my past readers:

[iwaasfairy]

siscon isagi 😵‍💫😵‍💫

SiSCON ISAGI! Say it loUDer for people in the back!!!! Isagi is the type of big brother you don’t pay no mind about him teasing you and hugging and kissing until you have a boyfriend and he’s just unreasonably short and mean to him. He wasn’t gonna be overbearing and all, but what do you think you’re doing??

tw incest, choking, blackmail, noncon

contains isagi yoichi x fem!reader

The door shuts with a quiet click. Push it for good measure, take a breath, let it out. It's the sliver of quiet. Before you whirl around and stomp down to the living room, and glare under your eyebrows as Yoichi plops himself back down into the couch. When you don’t get a response, you kick his shin and he grimaces. “What’s your deal?!”

“What’s my deal,” you repeat, voice already shooting up too high, “really?!” You resist the urge to put your hands on your hips, lest he comment on it, and allow yourself to imagine pummeling his stupid arms blue for being the way he is. "What's your deal with my boyfriend?!"

"Pff," the noiret dares to roll his eyes, as if it didn't mean anything when he basically shoulder tapped him every time walking by, like some moronic dick measuring contest. How he cut off every other sentence with a short comment and a sneer. You know your brother, and you know he knows better. Should know better, at least. "Oh, spare me. If you didn't want me to give my honest thoughts, you shouldn't have brought him home."

"My boyfriend is-"

"Your 'boy friend' is a dick. He's an arrogant pretty boy, and can't keep his fucking hands to himself. Mom thinks so too! He's a joke." His eyes are strangely distant. You barely recognize the person sitting in front of you when he glares. "I'm not gonna fight you on it."

"You don't know that, niichan!"

"I do fucking know. Better than you do, apparently. How dense are you?" He then puts on a mockingly high pitched voice, swinging his hands like a schoolgirl. "'Kei kun, come here. Kei kun, show mom how good you are at photography. Kei kun, come kiss me again.' It's ridiculous."

Your well-spoken, quiet mother blanks from her uncomfortable seat at the dinner table to give you a stunned look, and you can't help but take steps closer until you can jam your finger into his forehead and grit your teeth. You know better too, than to poke until your brother retaliates. Because you were always more fiery than he was, but his quiet, calculated nature isn't any less hard-headed.

"I don't know what the hell is wrong with you, but you don't have some moronic territory claim on our house. And you don't have some stupid say on who I see either. And you don't have to like him. Because he's my boyfriend." Your mom only starts cleaning off the table when you both don't make any sign of slowing down. "Mom?" you beg though, as your brother wraps his hand around your wrist to tug hard and move you back a few steps.

Ever since getting his growth spurt, there's a glint in his eyes that- scares you, sometimes. Like he'd gladly burn you down to the ground. You used to get away with anything— but lately, you're not so sure.

"Yo-chan, please-" your mom tries, and is promptly cut off by the way he gets up and goes to stand almost forehead to forehead with you, azure blues hard and narrowed.

"Do it again. I dare you," he mumbles, jaw tight, as the air between you two becomes thick enough to cut it with a knife. You try to pull your hand back, but he resists with too much ease. "If you wanna have the fight, we'll have the fucking fight." You are dragged behind him before you can even say anything back, and your mom puts aside the plates to glance between the two of you. She calls his name again, but he only pauses for a second.

"I - I just want talk this out. I'll be- civil." When you get down the hall and to is room, most of your heat has now seeped out of your body, suddenly aware that if you really pissed him off, neither you or your mother would be able to do anything. And you aren't scared of him, you're really not, but— fighting sounds a lot less appealing when it's just you and him in a closed room.

"Yo niichan—" He slams you up against the door before you can get another word out, trapped between his taller, stronger body, and the door. And his long fingers are a little too comfortable wrapping around your throat and squeezing just enough to make your eyes widen and the pressure to itch your lungs.

He has a ghost of a smile on his lips as he forces his solid thigh between your legs, and gets too close to your face. "Don't start again. I want you to listen." His eyes flutter for a second, before he dips his head. And warm lips find yours and push and push until you can't get him away from you. He pulls back with a little puff, and licks his lips. "That guy is an ass. And not for you. I know, because I've seen how much he asks you for pictures."

Your hands are fisted into his sweater by his shoulders, like stone, in pure shock as you stare into his eyes and he does it again— kisses you again. You grab his face to push away with more purpose this time, but he doesn't move an inch before he turns you around and pushes you back to the door instead, and crowds against your back.

"And if you don't want everyone to see them," the way he pushes himself against you is all too much crotch and - hardening cock- as he brushes his lips along the shell of your ear, "you'll listen to your big brother."

[milangakokoros]

First finished drawing of 2024 (I haven't finished a drawing since October 2023)

Freya

Alternate background:

Based on a chibi doll keychain bought at a fair in a church parking lot

The reference:

Honest reaction:

[s3d4t3m3]

Feeling like it's time to blow my brains out I need to lock tf in before I get kicked out of college cause my gpa so low I'm so much better than this I was a honors student man why am i ruining my life what the hell am I doing I used to balance the party girl lifestyle so much better but than it just started to be me waiting for the next high I need get a grip

[thatonegeekygirl]

[lookingforhappy]

ill tell you the real reason five felt out of character

we didnt have this

the majestic uniform

nothing can compare

the combination of youth and age through formality.. the reflection of five being trapped in his past not only through his body but through his outfit as well. the constant physical reminder that he is a part of the umbrella academy, the group, the family. his inability to change out of it because so little time has passed yet so much time has passed. his desperate need to be a part of the group while desperately clinging to his adulthood.

ugh you were wonderful

not u tho

sorry pretty hair five move aside for uniform five

[garnetcoloredsky]

tbh I think the reason Hermes [spoilers] at the last second is clunky…and kinda stupid. Homeboy never seemed stupid. Also, he could stand to cry a little more.

*slides another WIP into the folder*

[twotangledsisters]

Can't remember why I opened my art program but this WASN'T it

I've been itching to re-visit my pixel-art era so I guess it's not surprise I just doodled my fave MoonBaby.

[zinsaniart]

Channeling - Skizz Week 2: Days 2/3 - Storm/Fight

I spent way too long just trying to figure out this pose. Ignore the hand blobs. I hate drawing people. Like I love the idea, but man humans are so weird, I hate actually having to draw them ya know?

Based off of this video from the Imp and Skizz YT channel:

(Specifically the bit at 4:30)