#I don't know what I do with my life

[weedzito]

Halloween with the stupid foreign kids that I hate, at this point I only draw stuff for my boyfriend

Who wants a second part of this 😜😜😜😜😜

[bxstia23]

I join the campaign

[il1ketulipz]

Soleil raito!

History:

after dream and cross became a couple again

And they had starcross

A little brat identical to dream was also born, which they called soleil

Soleil is dream's favorite daughter! (all her siblings HATE HER VERY MUCH)

some information:

- Normally he is nice and helpful but if one of her siblings is around her she will be a ball of nerves

- She has constant anxiety attacks, her siblings hate hurts her very much.

- she is religious, only because dream wants to

- is young than starcross by 1 year

- does not sleep, does not eat and does not rest trying to please everyone

- knows how to use a crossbow but does not know the multiplication table of 7

- probably if she discovers his privilege as dream's favorite, she will become a sociopath

Her opinion about the people she knows:

{Adults}

Dream: I love dad very much! He is a great father!!

Ink: Mrs.Ink makes me feel uncomfortable... I'm not sure why.

Hope: I would like to talk to her but I constantly see vivi and tachi with her, I better stay away

Cross: Mom is nice, I like talking to her.

Corrupted nightmare: he scares me... I hate him!

{Fanchildren}

Lux: WHY IS SHE SO BAD TO ME?! I just said hi and she told me to kill myself

Palette: He ignores me quite often... he looks like dad so I thought we would get along but no...

Merciless: he is always with Lux... I don't want to have him around

Drop: I usually watch her play from afar... Sometimes I would like to talk to her but I don't dare approach her

Goth: I would like to have the trust that he has... What a shame it won't happen

Crescent: He's scary, he comes up to me and I'll kick him hard in the ba-

{Some "extra" fanchildren)

Artemis: She seems nice but I doubt I can trust her.

Vivi: she is with Lux and merciless, I don't trust her...

Kira: a new daughter of nightmare, a new problem- we both go to the same church so I can't escape

Tachi: I feel like she hates me... I don't want her to hurt me, I won't bother her

Callisto: he hates me... Like everyone else... Nothing new, I just got excited thinking that he would like me

Tasya: her hair is beautiful... And she seems very sweet

Shelki: I hope I can become friends with her. . . But I'm not sure-

Selena and Elius: I wish I could spend time with one of them... But they probably hate me too

Starcross: He hates me, probably because of Lux, I hoped that at least he would treat me well, but it seems I'm always wrong.

Sunshine: The last time I let my guard down around her, she made me eat a dead rat, she's scary. Why she act so sweet to Palette and Drop and not to me?!

(Let's see what she thinks when she becomes a manipulative sociopath who uses favoritism to her advantage)

90% of the "extra fanchilds" belong to: @canon-vi

The E.L.A characters belongs to: @anotherrosesthatfell

Artemis belongs to: @abloomingsunflower/@itzcherrybonbon

(Wow- a lot of text-)

[kadilnu]

I made this Yesterday at 3 am, don't judge me

[alexlaurierofficial]

@tylerhernandezofficial @ashlynbannerofficial @aidenclarkofficial @benclarkoffical @taylorhernandezofficial @loganfieldsofficial

All of you, I present to you the person responsible for me being here: @ariss-ansari

[medicallysilly]

Introduction, I guess?

I have been a Hetalia fan since I was twelve but contrary to most I am not that fond of history, Instead I found my place as a young girl studying medicine (hence the name of this blog) but thanks to the loads of homework and study I decided this would be a way to keep me sane.

The intention is publish the files of my OCs and some headcanons, mainly of my latin americans OCs and my two favorite characters; America and Monaco.

As you might guess, I neither know how to draw nor how to formulate good narratives, but I try. I'm not a big fandom fan either, neither now nor before, but I want to share my ideas.

The questions section is open, although I don't know how to use it.

∆)I am not a native English speaker and I use this as practice too

She || Her

[∆]

Introducción (?

Soy una fanatica de Hetalia desde los doce pero contrario a la mayoría no soy tan aficionada a la historia, en cambio mi lugar lo encontré como una jovencita estudiando medicina, (de ahí el nombre de este blog) pero gracias a las cargas de tareas y estudio decidí que está sería una forma de mantenerme cuerda.

La intención es publicar las fichas de mis OC y algunos headcanons, principalmente de mis OC de países latinoamericanos y mis dos personajes favoritos; América y Mónaco.

Como se podría intuir ni se dibujar ni se como formular narraciones buenas, pero hago el intento. Tampoco soy una gran adepta de fandom, ni ahora ni antes, pero quiero compartir mis ideas.

La sección de preguntas está abierta, aunque no se como usarla.

Ella || ∆

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hey now, Let her cook!

[coddda]

I wish we could have met in some other way.

Lawlight Week Day 2: Soulmates

If you saw me repost and re-edit this several times uh No you didn't </3

Still frames/Individual gifs:

If you know what every frame is from you get a free cookie. by the way

[inkskinned]

at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"

like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.

"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."

... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.

and i'd still keep writing.

i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.

i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley

"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"

and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.

it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.

you create because you're greedy.

[cattnipt]

Fucked up looking dog you got there

[deathricedrawn]

i'm ready to try

[sunderwight]

Bingqiu AU where Luo Binghe's the chosen village sacrifice to the evil deity who lives up the mountain.

Normally the village sends maidens, but they've more or less run out of expendable girls of the right age and, ahem, "virtues". So of course Luo Binghe's early life bad luck kicks in. In the wake of his mother's death there's no one to really care about what happens to him, he's fairly pretty, and the village leaders decide that if they dress him up like a girl the teenaged homeless kid should pass well enough. And hey, y'know, he's probably got a hard life ahead for him anyway -- dying in a brothel of some venereal disease or on the streets of exposure or starvation. At least as a sacrifice, everyone else gets to benefit from his loss! And the kid will get added to a shrine and be remembered as a hero! If anything, he should be happy about this!

Binghe is not happy about this.

But he's also a skinny underfed nobody who is easily overpowered, dressed up like a bride, and tied to a post. So. Not much he can do but wait for the evil deity to come and do whatever horrible thing he's gonna do to him.

Meanwhile, Shen Yuan is pretty sure he's been isekai'd into the over-powered hero of some kind of supernatural adventure story? He's not totally sure because he doesn't recognize the setting, but the signs are there. He's got a shrine-like base of operations (though it seems to have become corrupted/ruined, probably he has to restore it somehow), he has a very resilient and handsome new body with spiritual energy of some kind flowing through him, and a very clearly magical sword. Plus lots of neat starter powers! Though it feels like he has other abilities that have been blocked somehow? Probably he has to level up in order to access them.

When he treks out of his "base" and finds what seems to be a distressed maiden, he takes it for his beginner hero mission. The girl claims that she's been doomed to be sacrificed to an evil god. That sounds a little above Shen Yuan's pay grade for dealing with, so he unties her and decides that they had better just get out of the whole region altogether. He already packed up anything useful from his base, anticipating he might get caught up in an adventure once he left, so they follow the river away from the settlement until they reach another one.

While they travel, Luo Binghe tells Shen Yuan about the cursed deity, Shen Qingqiu, who was cast out of the heavens for slaughtering one of his brethren and has apparently being do-who-knows what to maidens from the local village in exchange for his "protection" ever since. Sounds like a real asshole! And also mid-level boss type bad guy at least. Shen Yuan hopes he doesn't have to fight him, but he probably will.

Thank goodness he found Binghe, though! Clearly the helpful little sister type! He's definitely going to require her assistance if he's going to figure out how to navigate this world and level up his skills enough to take on a god.

[wormtime123]

surprise i've had another insane person AU bouncing around in my head, it’s based on martyn's lore and the gist is gem gets brought into the games as a listener agent to investigate what's up (with the limlife swap being the test run <3)

all that said:

[lazylittledragon]

do any other artists feel like. yeah you're a 'good artist' because you draw things that look nice, but like. TECHNICALLY? you're really not great

i really hate that i can recognise that yes, my art is good, but is it VARIED? is it dynamic?? is my anatomy good? is it full of texture and colour theory? do i know how to do This? can i do That? no, not really. and that's quite painful actually

[backpackingspace]

Okay but have we thought about how scary odysseus interacting with the gods /his knowledge about such things it must have been for his crew?

Its well known that odysseus is Athenas favorite, even before the Trojan war. But what does that look like from the outside? Are their conversations in some other plain? Does odysseus sometimes just glaze over and you just have to trust its a god speaking to him and not aome other fit? Out in the open? During the war odysseus was frequently doing really bizarre things on Athena's say so. Bit you also know your captain is a freak and lier so which is it this time? The gods will or odysseus just tucking with you? There's a little wariness there. But it's well known. And been like this forever.

But then you start encountering more monsters. More gods. They all talk to your captain. Your captain stops sleeping. Your go between for you and the captain starts committing crimes against the captain, starts bad mouthing him. More of your friends have died then in ten years of war. And every other day there's a new god talking to your captain. What mortal man has the interest of this many gods? What mortal man can get up in the gods faces to yell at them. What mortal man has the powers to overcome the witches they encounter the power to over turn gods spells? What mortal man's tongue is so gilded he convinces these powers to help them? And doubt comes creeping in.