#I drew the last one completely on my iPad

[marichatfurever]

I finally decided to watch Hazbin Hotel

I refused to watch this show for almost half a year

[starkwlkr]

banned pt. 2 | charles leclerc

welcome everyone to banned pt. 2 ‼️ in this fic, ruby is 7 and mathéo is 3 and making their ig debut, introducing the schumi kids, mikey and demri <3

It had been years since Ruby introduced herself to social media. Everyone loved her and loved how funny she was. No one ever thought they would get another ‘Ruby goes on social media’ video since Charles had stated multiple times that she was forever on a phone ban. All it took for Charles to give up his phone was a couple of drinks and a distraction from Lorenzo and Arthur who had dared him to jump into the pool.

This time, Ruby wasn’t alone. She had her brother Mathéo with her so the media got to see two Leclercs mess around.

It was a Pascale’s birthday and the family had decided to surprise the mother with a cake and gifts. The Schumacher’s were also invited so Mikey and Demri were hanging out with the Leclerc children. By the end of the night, almost everyone was giggly and singing random songs every now and then.

The kids had just taken a bath after spending most of their day inside the pool. Ruby had come down from her room and saw Charles starting to empty his pockets onto the table.

“Charles! No!” Y/n laughed as Charles was debating whether or not to take his shirt off.

“Jump in fully clothed!” Arthur yelled as Carla tried to get him to shut up.

“Okay.” Charles replied, but before he jumped in, he grabbed Y/n’s hand and dragged her to the pool. She had no choice but to jump in as well.

Ruby saw Charles’ phone and quickly ran to get it before anyone saw her. Thankfully they were all distracted by drunk Charles. She ran back up to her room where Mathéo was playing on the IPad.

“Théo! Look!” Ruby showed the boy what she had in her hands. “Want to make a video?”

“Does it have games?” Demri asked, following her best friend.

The boy nodded and put away his IPad where he had found it. Ruby and Mathéo were completely different from their personalities to the way they dressed.

Ruby unlocked Charles’ phone and clicked on the instagram app. The first post that she came across was not her mother’s like last time. It was a family picture that was taken yesterday posted on Arthur’s account. She immediately went to the comments and typed one herself.

charles_leclerc yo u snore 😂😂😂

“Ruby, I want to see!” Mathéo whined since his sister was not sharing like they were suppose to.

“That’s my papa’s name!” Mikey pointed to Mick’s username in Arthur’s instagram likes.

“Go get maman’s phone! She has the same thing!”

So the little boy stood up from the floor and ran to get his mother’s phone. Y/n had been charging her phone in her room so Mathéo knew where to find the phone. When he came back, he saw Ruby pointing the phone to her doll collection that had grown since Instagram last saw it.

“Ruby, how do I get the game you’re playing?” Mathéo asked as he handed the phone to his sister.

Ruby sighed and set the phone down on her bed. “It’s not a game, Théo! Look, it’s this one.” Ruby opened up the instagram app on Y/n’s phone and saw the same post she had seen on Charles’ phone. Her fingers accidentally made the screen go from Y/n’s instagram feed to the camera. Demri and Mikey gasped when they saw filters.

“Take a picture!”

“Wait! There’s funny faces!” Mathéo excitedly said and started to put filters on his face. “I want to show papa!”

“No! If you show papa then he’s going to take away the phone and then you won’t be able to play and he’s going to be mad with you and he won’t give you kisses and he’ll give me more kisses. He told me.” Ruby said.

paddockfashion “he told me” me when i lie

forzacha16 room tour when?

schumacherlegacy this is so unexpected i love it

“I can show you papa’s trophies. Um, you have to be quiet because Uncle Enzo and his girlfriend and Auntie Carla and Uncle Arthur are here. I helped maman with grand-mère’s cake and it’s pink and I drew a heart and she loves it.” Ruby had a habit of talking about one topic then talking about another.

“My papa has a room like that too. But his has more because he said my opa’s trophies are in there too. He has a lot. I counted them the other day and I counted a lot.” Mikey explained.

“Where are you going?” Mathéo asked, still holding his mother’s phone in his hands.

“I’m going to papa’s trophy room.”

totowolffisadilf of course charles has a trophy room

gosports44 WHATS HIS CREDIT CARD NUMBER

nomichaelno tell charles to follow me on tiktok

“TikTok? My maman has TikTok.” Ruby said as her and Mathéo walked to the end of the hall where Charles kept all his trophies and helmets in a room.

“Show my helmet!” Mathéo shouted as he pointed to a helmet that Charles had gifted him for his birthday.

“No,” Ruby simply said and pointed the camera towards all the trophies. “I wanted to show the helmets Dem and I have but they’re not here.”During the Monaco Grand Prix, Charles had gifted Demri and Ruby matching helmets with their initials on the side. Ruby had hers in Mick’s house since she had taken it when her and Demri had a sleepover and forgotten it. “never mind this is boring. Uncle Pierre got me more barbies!”

She ran back to her room and dropped the phone. “Ruby! That’s papa’s phone!” Mathéo gasped.

“It was already broken when I got it,” Ruby picked up the phone and saw the comments and lightly gasped when she saw a familiar name.

pierregasly you’re still banned

pierregasly don’t break your papa’s phone

“What does that say?” Mathéo asked as he took the phone from Ruby’s hands.

“You can’t read, I can! It says listen to me and to give me two euros.”

“No it doesn’t.”

“Yes it does. I know how to read too!” Demri defended her friend.

“You can’t count, how can you read?” Mikey teased his sister.

yukisrestuarant ruby and demri stan until i die

formulasbitch gaslighting era

wagstyle i agree it says give her two euros

“Ruby? Do you have my phone?” The kids heard Charles shout.

“No!”

[love---mandy]

Alright so I was looking at all the Katakuri art I’ve done over the years, and I’ve realized just how much I haven’t shown on here. A lot of it is cause I feel like these don’t warrant their own post, or I would put them in my story on Instagram and would promptly forget about them. They range from silly sketches, to complete self indulgence so there’s a lot of my artist sona in these. I’ll also be adding a bit of context to what was goin on when I drew them.

First up is a silly one, I drew this around the same time as my last self indulgent Yamato, it was just him on his own at first, and then Katakuri joined in.

This one is also on the newer side, I was thinking about which characters I would want to serve me at a Hooters, and they were among the ones chosen, most of the characters aren’t from One Piece so I leave them out of this post.

I tried to do a Mer-May Katakuri, like 3ish years ago, but I didn’t like it, I think he only made it onto Twitter at the time. The right one is really old, it’s from when I first got my iPad like 4 years ago. I was just playin around with a modern AU type thing, but wasn’t sure how to include his scars so I guess I just left them out???

Just a random thing of his mouth ripping, I think this was a Goretober concept but I simply do not remember

A varsity jacket design that I wanna make real but don’t even know where to start.

So I really do like this one, if y’all remember the cup noodle commercials where they’re all in highschool there’s a frame in the Zoro one where you can see Katakuri in the background so of course I had to draw us going to school together.

And that’s all I can fit in one post so I’ll be making a part 2.

[rosypenguins]

Day 13! Jomies Headcanons! (I got quite a few!)

Jake:

💛Unironically listens to boy bands.

💛Has Spotify open 24/7. Is always looking for new artists and songs, and probably has over 3000 songs liked.

💛He’ll listen to any song of any genre, but tends to lean more towards alt-rock.

💛Used to listen to Billie Eilish in Middle School.

💛Whenever it’s too quiet, he’ll either hum to himself or make random noises with his mouth.

💛Physically incapable of standing still.

💛Probably ate an eraser as a kid.

💛Does not believe in closets. Keeps his clothes either on the floor or in his chair. (If it’s in his closet he’ll genuinely forget he even owns the item.)

💛”Processing your emotions? What the hell’s that?”

💛Oh yeah, he definitely has ADHD.

Drew:

🖤Really likes FPS games.

🖤Always has to have his weight shifted on one leg. He cannot stand up straight to save his life. (Heh cuz he’s gay-)

🖤Small waist. (He’s a twink in my eyes.)

🖤Could probably be picked up by the other Jomies. (Has yet to be tested due to safety concerns.) (The concerns being Drew beating the shit out of them.

🖤Doesn’t like black coffee but drinks it anyways. (Why? We don’t know.)

🖤TERRIBLE eating habits. He’ll literally just have a piece of toast and be like “welp that’ll last me for the next 48 hours.”

🖤Those hot-pink girly desserts are his guilty pleasure.

🖤Listens to a lot of rap music. Mostly emo rap. He says it’s cuz it sounds cooler but it’s actually because he finds the lyrics relatable.

🖤Stalks Jake’s instagram for purely platonic reasons.

🖤Doesn’t know how to show affection so he’ll sometimes just randomly punch Jake in the arm. No warning, no explanation.

🖤Cat person. Doesn’t really like dogs. (Terrified of Oreo but would rather die than admit it.)

🖤Bullies cats relentlessly, but will also meow back at them if he thinks no one’s around.

🖤Likes being cuddled way more than he’d like to admit.

🖤Having his hair played with puts him right to sleep.

🖤Struggled to make friends in Elementary school due to his temper. (His lack of attention at home led to him lashing out a lot.) Other kids found him to be intimidating so Drew didn’t really have any friends until Middle School.

🖤Was put in time-out a LOT in Kindergarten so it basically just became Drew’s Corner.

🖤IPad kid. Definitely had a mascot-horror phase when he was 10.

🖤“Processing your emotions? What the hell’s that?”

🖤Oh yeah, BPD. He has BPD.

Liam:

❤️Hands are always fucking clammy it cannot be helped.

❤️Definitely listens to Breakcore.

❤️Has a bunch of those weird, perverted anime stickers somewhere in his desk drawer because he thinks they’re funny. (They were included in a random anime sticker pack Henry bought online.)

❤️Had a super edgy werewolf OC back in Middle School. Drawings of it still exist in that same drawer.

❤️Lets Henry play with his hair when they’re alone together.

❤️Refuses to use chairs properly.

❤️Has so many 0.5 photos of the Jomies. (Except Drew because Drew threatened to break his phone if he ever took one of him. But Liam still managed to sneak a few bad photos of Drew as well.)

❤️Type of guy to moan when someone’s on the phone with their parent.

❤️Knows how to drive a manual. (I imagine his mom’s car is an older one soooooo if Liam wanted to drive around he had to learn.)

Henry:

💚Baby face. (Liam likes to hold his face.)

💚Wears anime merch with pride.

💚Pretends to be a girl online sometimes so people give him free shit.

💚Almost always hits Drew with the 🤓 emoji anytime he says something smart/logical in their group chat.

💚Would definitely like matcha because it tastes like g r a s s.

💚He ate grass as a kid. And leaves. And dirt.

💚The type of kid that always had to be the dog in any game he played.

💚Really likes bunnies. He held one once and felt his life was complete.

💚Oh, and frogs too. He loves frogs.

💚Typically takes the role of mediator during fights, even if he has no context on the situation.

💚Relies way too much on being funny. If a joke doesn’t land he genuinely hates himself for a couple seconds.

💚Sensitive to loud noise. (Unless the loud noise is on his terms.) (Like, he’ll have his music on full blast and shout at his friends standing right next to him and be completely fine, but if a balloon were to suddenly pop right beside him, it’d startle him quite a bit.)

💚Drew glaring at him and telling him to shut up hurts a little more than he’d like to admit.

💚Probably also has ADHD.

Zoey:

🩷This bitch knows how to steal shit. You got a necklace she likes she will find a way to take it.

🩷Can and will find a way to make everything said against her about her gender.

🩷“Oh my God, I am LITERALLY just a girl.”

🩷Definitely took dance for a P.E credit.

🩷Almost everything she owns is covered in flowers.

🩷Everything has to be aesthetic.

🩷Always had to initiate any sort of affection between her and Drew. She was always the one asking him out. Always the one to kiss him first, or reach for his hand. (Whereas Drew never really thought about that sort of stuff.)

🩷Her views on relationships were also very different from Drew’s. She wanted excitement and fun. She wanted to go out and do things. And whenever they were home alone, she wanted to make out with him and stuff, meanwhile, all Drew wanted to do was cuddle and watch stupid videos on his phone with her. (But she just found that boring.)

🩷Honestly, their best dates were their at-home ones. Where they’d watch movies together and Zoey would bring some face masks and they’d pamper each other and cuddle and whatnot. (Fun for Zoey and relaxing for Drew.)

🩷And because of their height difference, Zoey would sometimes grab Drew’s collar and pull him down to her level to kiss him. (And this definitely never once flustered Drew.)

🩷Probably knew Drew cared more about Jake than he did her and that pissed her off.

Lia:

💜Big fan of Olivia Rodrigo. (And one time, while her and Drew were waiting for the others after school, she was listening to one of her songs and singing along, and Drew ended up correcting her on a lyric, causing her to realize he ALSO listens to her music, and he was super embarrassed about it afterwards and made her promise not to tell anyone.)

💜So anyways Lia now wants to take Drew to an Olivia Rodrigo concert.

💜She’s also a big fan of Nessa Barrett.

💜Surprisingly really good at singing. She never took lessons or anything, she just sings in the shower a lot.

💜Sprays perfume on herself like 50 times in a day.

💜Always comparing herself to people online.

💜“Self-esteem? What’s that?”

💜Genuinely could not describe herself if she was asked to. She’s so used to changing herself for others she doesn’t even know who she is or what she wants to be.

💜Imposter Syndrome 100%

💜Had a huge crush on Hailey in Middle School but didn’t even know being gay was a thing so she didn’t really know how to explain her feelings at all.

@31days-of-freakblr

[trashisstillhere]

Heyyy. I have decided to remake two very old art from my old tumblr account just like I have done a few times before last year. But these ones took a little bit longer since I wanted to add more effort to them and now they’re finally finished, here they are.

Yes, they’re Two random crossover drawings, made for fun and because I wanted to. Randy with Nate and Valentine. I honestly kinda like how I drew Randy in the second one, not gonna lie.

Here’s the old ones if you’re wondering

I don’t quite remember what year it was when I made these but egh, they really don’t look that good.. these were made in a very old tablet that is now completely broken and no longer works. The new ones and my other recent art are all made in iPad with an apple pen and it’s much better in my opinion. I’m really glad I made the decision to remake these two and yes, I did change the poses a bit to try to make it better and not so…idk, wonky?

[gerrystamour]

grow back your sharpest teeth (you know my desire)

Rated E | Steddie Week Day 7: Free Space | 5600 Words | Complete

“Wouldn’t you be Ken, though?” Steve had hoped Eddie would ask a question like that and he had to refrain from punching the air and ruining his punchline. “I come with all the coolest accessories, so clearly I’m still Barbie,” Steve retorted, his voice going just a bit deeper as he leaned closer to Eddie. This is my final entry for @steddie-week Day 7: Free Space and holy moly CW: This is a transmasc Steve Harrington fic and he, like me, does not have bottom-dysphoria and the fic refers to his genitalia with a mixture of feminine & masculine terminology. ADDITIONALLY, this fic features a novelty strap-on and breeding kink.

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“This is the dumbest, silliest, most ridiculous idea you’ve ever come up with, Dingus,” Robin said fondly as she followed Steve down the street.

“That’s a lot of words for ‘completely genius,’ Robs,” Steve sniffed indignantly, ignoring Robin’s raised eyebrow.

“So, this has nothing to do with a certain tattoo artist you’ve been trying to seduce for months?” she asked knowingly, and Steve stood up straighter.

When Steve had met Eddie Munson a year ago, he had instantly fallen for him and had lamented that fact to Robin in excruciating detail. They’d met each other when Dustin finally talked Steve into joining a one-shot at his nerdy club thing. Had Dustin disclosed that the DM was literally the hottest man on the planet, Steve would’ve agreed a lot quicker to joining the table.

Not only was Eddie hot, though: he was hilarious and sweet, plus he was a tattoo artist and he played guitar, and Steve was also pretty sure he sang. Either way, Steve was very much into him, and he was sure that the feelings were reciprocated but it was impossible to actually get Eddie alone and ask him out.

Then Robin jokingly brought up getting matching tattoos and Steve had an idea.

See, when Robin “jokingly” mentioned something, that usually meant she was serious about it but was presenting it as a joke to blow it off if someone thought it was stupid. The thing was, Steve never thought her ideas were stupid, especially not the ideas as brilliant as getting matching tattoos of the Barbie logo.

They could go to Eddie for the tattoos, and while Eddie was working on him, Steve could finally talk to him a bit more one-on-one, making his intentions clear. It was perfect.

“Of course, this has something to do with Eddie, but it’s also just a completely genius idea, Robs,” Steve said easily, grinning over at her as they reached the door to the shop.

Once they were inside, Steve took a look around and saw that the place was empty. They were the last appointments of the day, Eddie had said, so Steve wasn’t too shocked.

At the sound of the door chiming, Eddie poked his head out of the office in the back and grinned, his dimples on full display and making Steve’s heart stutter.

“Hey! You’re early,” Eddie said as he walked out to greet them properly. “I’ve got a couple designs done for you to choose from.”

Soon they were huddled around a battered iPad, discussing the designs Eddie drew up based on the Barbie logo until they decided on one that they both liked the best.

“I want mine in baby blue, and Steve wants his in Barbie pink,” Robin said, and Eddie laughed warmly at that.

“Listen, normally I don’t care about the tattoos my clients get, but since you’re friends I’m really curious,” Eddie confessed, gesturing at the design. “Why the Barbie logo?”

Robin laughed a bit nervously and Steve spoke up. “I mean, you know we’re both trans, right? Well, Barbie is the ideal, she’s everything, so especially for Robs here, she’s kind of a huge deal. Y’know?”

Eddie nodded with a grin. “That’s sick, I love it,” he said before turning a sly look at Steve. “Wouldn’t you be Ken, though?”

Steve had hoped Eddie would ask a question like that and he had to refrain from punching the air and ruining his punchline.

“I come with all the coolest accessories, so clearly I’m still Barbie,” Steve retorted, his voice going just a bit deeper as he leaned closer to Eddie.

Just as he’d hoped, Eddie blushed lightly and he glanced at Steve’s mouth, just like he always did when Steve flirted. Then Eddie laughed breathlessly, and he smirked suggestively.

“I bet you do, big boy,” he teased, and Steve had to hold back from cheering loudly as once again, Eddie played into the little script he’d practiced all week.

“You can always come over sometime and see for yourself,” Steve offered almost innocently if not for the way he nudged Eddie’s ankle with his foot. “Maybe even take a couple for a spin?”

Eddie’s eyes widened and his face turned a gorgeous shade of red before he cleared his throat. “Stevie, if I didn’t know better, I’d think you were asking me out,” Eddie said with an almost nervous laugh and Steve nearly screamed in frustration. Why was this man so oblivious?

“You apparently don’t actually know better,” Steve pressed then added firmly, “I wouldn’t say no to taking you out for dinner.”

Eddie blinked at Steve, his mouth falling open before he closed it quickly with a click. “Okay, yeah, sure,” Eddie said, sounding a bit strangled as he glanced at Steve’s mouth and then he stood up. “I’m going to print the stencils and we’ll get started?”

“Sounds good!” Robin said brightly. The moment Eddie disappeared into his office she turned on Steve with a shocked expression. “I cannot actually believe—oh my god, is that the Harrington Charm you’re always going on about?”

Steve smirked a bit, more than a little bit smug. “I mean, yeah,” he said with a heavy dose of fake modesty.

“Wow, that was… wow,” Robin huffed with an incredulous laugh.

When Eddie returned, they returned to the friendly banter they normally had, though there were more than a few lingering glances between him and Steve. Robin went first, getting hers done on her ribs which she didn’t even flinch through. Steve was impressed.

Once hers was done, she had to leave for work, which meant Steve would be alone with Eddie for the duration of his own tattoo.

Which, again, Steve had sort of planned.

But Steve kept it professional, platonic, while Eddie worked on his tattoo. Steve was getting his done on his back, just over his right shoulder blade. When it was done and Steve had paid for both tattoos, Eddie grabbed his wrist.

“Are you seriously asking me out?” Eddie asked, his face unsure.

Steve blinked at him for a bit before he nodded. “Yeah, Eds, I’ve been trying to ask you out since I met you,” he admitted with a laugh when Eddie’s eyes widened.

“Why, though?” Eddie asked, his voice a bit guarded.

That threw Steve off. Eddie always seemed confident, untouchable, out-of-reach. “Because you’re funny, you’re really sweet, you have an amazing smile, and you’re hot as hell,” Steve listed quickly and easily, shrugging slightly. “I’ve been really into you since I met you, man.”

Eddie laughed a bit, disbelieving but happy sounding. “Okay, I’d—I want to go out with you, but I’m a bit of a life’s-short-eat-dessert-first kind of guy, so…” Eddie trailed off, raising his eyebrows at Steve suggestively.

Steve leaned over the counter, bringing their faces close together. “You wanna go for a ride before I wine and dine you, Eddie?” he asked in a low, teasing voice and Eddie actually choked.

“Jesus H Christ, Stevie, you’re actually gonna kill me,” Eddie admitted with a weak laugh.

“You want me to stop?” he asked genuinely.

“Fuck, no, please don’t,” Eddie said quickly, shaking his head a bit.

With a laugh, Steve nodded. “How does next Saturday night sound?”

“I’ll have to check my calendar,” Eddie said with a dimpled grin. “I’ll text you.”

“Sounds perfect, Eds,” Steve replied as he leaned even closer over the counter. “Can I kiss you?”

Eddie’s breath whooshed out of him, but he nodded almost frantically, and Steve wasted no time closing the distance between them.

It was a quick kiss, almost chaste if not for the hungry groan Steve let out just before he pulled back. Eddie chased the kiss, but he was stopped by the counter when Steve took a step back toward the door. “See you on Saturday,” he said and then he left the shop.

It was only when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket with Eddie’s text message that Steve actually allowed himself to celebrate his win.

Eddie was absolutely not freaking out. That would be ridiculous. It’s not like he’d never slept with a guy way too hot for him before.

It would be the first time he slept with a guy that was way too hot for him and also a friend, though.

See, he was very much into Steve Harrington ever since that first time he played D&D with his club. The moment Dustin strolled in with Steve in tow, Eddie’s fate was sealed, and he resigned himself to pining after him forever. The constant stream of flirting wasn’t lost on Eddie, but there was no way Steve could be meaning it.

Eddie knew he wasn’t ugly or anything, but he also wasn’t hot, at least not on the same level as Steve. He knew his good angles for photos, and he knew how to style himself best, but he didn’t have the effortless looks like Steve. Eddie didn’t wake up looking gorgeous like Steve likely did.

Aside from that, Eddie was an absolute nerd, a weirdo, and Steve was as normal as they came. Sure, Steve played one-shots with Hellfire, but he never asked to join the actual party or anything like that. Plus, the moment Eddie got too excited about one of his nerdy books, shows, movies, or whatever, he knew Steve would take off.

Despite Steve’s flirting, the man exuded “vanilla” and while Eddie would definitely still enjoy that, he knew it was only a matter of time before Steve would find out his true desires. If Steve ever saw his collection of toys at home…

Which is why he’s going over to Steve’s place. Nothing crazy to scare anyone off before they got off at least once. Eddie could absolutely pretend to be normal for one, maybe two hook-ups. He would definitely be ignoring the little pang in his chest about only sleeping with Steve a couple times.

All that mattered was he was spending the night at Steve’s, and he was probably going to have the best sex of his life and he would be fine walking away from that.

Arriving at Steve’s apartment, Eddie knocked and waited a bit anxiously for Steve to answer. The moment the door opened, Eddie smoothed his expression into something cockier as he leaned against the door frame, smirking as Steve smiled brightly at him.

“Heya, how’s it going, big boy?” he asked, voice low and suggestive.

Steve laughed and to Eddie’s surprise, he pulled Eddie in for a sweet kiss. “Better now that you’re here,” Steve murmured against his lips before dragging him inside.

“You hit all the guys you seduce with that corny line, Stevie?” Eddie asked a bit breathlessly as Steve pushed his leather jacket off his shoulders. Steve just chuckled as he moved his mouth to Eddie’s throat and ran his hands up underneath his shirt.

“Only the very special guys,” Steve hummed directly into Eddie’s ear as he walked him further into the apartment. Eddie’s gut fluttered at that, and he tried to calm himself down.

Everything became a bit of a whirlwind after that, between grasping hands, greedy mouths, and rolling hips but eventually Eddie’s senses returned to him. They were sprawled across Steve’s bed, Eddie on his back with the other man on top of him with his hip rocking against Eddie’s dick. Both of them were completely naked, actually humping each other like teenagers as they panted into the sloppy kiss they shared.

Eddie snapped out of his daze and grabbed Steve’s hips, stilling his perfect, rolling motion and gasped, “Whoa, tiger. Let’s slow down a bit, or we’re gonna be done before we even start.”

“Tsk, aw, you can only come once?” Steve asked with an exaggerated little frown, his tone teasing but there was an edge of meanness to it that had a thrill rocketing through Eddie. “Can’t relate at all.”

Steve pushed up and crawled back just enough to stop touching Eddie’s cock and properly straddling his thigh. Hooking a hand under Eddie’s thigh, Steve brought his leg up to press firmly against the hot, wet mess of curls between his legs. With a happy little groan, Steve pinned Eddie’s hips against the bed, bracing himself with that contact, and started rocking his dick against his leg in earnest.

All Eddie could do was lay there while Steve moved, his hips moving in a sinful, swiveling motion that hinted at what Eddie had to look forward to. At that thought, Eddie groaned and reached up to run his hands over Steve’s stomach and chest. He thumbed the tattooed leaves and vines that followed the thin scars below Steve’s pecs, and Eddie relished the way Steve groaned at his light touch.

Steve let out another desperate sound as his stomach tensed, and Eddie was brought back to the present moment. Looking down, Eddie let out a thick groan at the shine of Steve’s slick spread over the tattooed skin of his thigh. Steve was so wet, and Eddie wanted to taste him there, to pull Steve up over his face and fucking drown himself with it.

A second later, a punched-out, shattered cry burst out of Steve’s throat, and he rocked hard and erratically against Eddie’s leg. Steve was beautiful when he came, with his perfect mouth open with his strangled noises and his strong brow furrowed, a pretty pink blush staining his cheeks, down his throat, and across his chest.

It was such a gorgeous sight, Eddie wanted to see it again, immediately.

Eddie reached up to wrap a hand around the back of Steve’s head, tangling in his thick hair and pulling him down for a hungry kiss. Dropping his leg, Eddie reached between Steve’s thighs with his other hand and began working his dick between his fingers. Steve was making delicious little noises against Eddie’s lips, rocked down to meet Eddie’s hand.

Pulling away from the kiss, Eddie asked, “Inside okay?”

“Yeah,” Steve moaned, and Eddie immediately slid two fingers further back and into Steve’s cunt.

Eddie didn’t waste any time in searching for Steve’s sweet spot, crooking his fingers at the same time he angled his thumb to continue working Steve’s dick.

The noise that tumbled from Steve’s throat and into Eddie’s mouth was intoxicating, and Eddie doubled his efforts. Steve’s cunt clenched around his fingers and Eddie pulled Steve’s head back enough to watch his face as he came with a shuddering whine.

Steve’s second release was just as beautiful. Some part of him wanted his phone so he could take a picture so he could see it again in the future.

“Okay, enough,” Steve groaned, reaching down to push Eddie’s hand away and climbing off of him to lounge back on his elbows. A suggestive expression settled across Steve’s features as he said, “There’s some shelves in the closet over there. How about you go choose your ride?”

If Eddie wasn’t so aroused, he’d be embarrassed at how quickly he clambered off the bed.

The moment Eddie stepped into the walk-in closet; he was first taken aback by the sea of polos while he searched for the shelves in question. When his eyes landed on them finally, he very nearly choked on his own tongue.

See, Eddie figured Steve had a decent collection of strap-ons if he was bragging so brazenly all this time, and he assumed it was a variation of sizes, textures, and features like vibrators and the like. What he never even considered was that Steve was a freak like him. Yet there he was standing in Steve’s closet looking at a collection of dildos that looked very similar to the ones Eddie used on himself at home. Except there was a lot more than Eddie was able to afford on his modest paycheque.

To put it simply, almost every single cock was a novelty cock. There were fat dragon cocks, long werewolf cocks with mouth-watering knots, tentacles of varying softnesses and lengths. Some Steve had doubles of, and the only difference was that the one had a cum-tube and the other didn’t. One of the werewolf cocks was repeated in every size possible except for the smallest.

On the bottom shelf were the normal dildos that Eddie had expected which gave that illusion of choice that had his stomach doing somersaults. Eddie could go for the normal ones, play at being normal for the night and gradually ease into the freaky shit with Steve. But his eyes kept returning to the shelf practically dedicated to all the cocks with knots, particularly the one Steve had in all the sizes.

Deciding on the werewolf one was easy enough, but choosing the size was tough. Looking closer, he noticed that Steve had ordered these cocks with a cum-tube, but only in the medium, large, and extra-large ones. The ones where the knots were at least as wide as a fucking soda can.

So, Steve was a freak freak. Eddie was maybe actually in love.

“You good in there, Eds?” Steve called, and the knowing tone in his voice had shame burning hot in Eddie’s gut, making his cock fucking leak.

“Y-yeah,” Eddie replied, clearing his throat as he grabbed the medium werewolf cock with the cum-tube, feeling his blush down to his bellybutton. He could absolutely take the bigger ones—and did so fairly often at home with the ones he owned—but he had never had the pleasure of someone else fucking him with a cock that large. It was better to start a little smaller, right?

Stepping back out into the bedroom, Eddie had to work to maintain eye-contact as he held the dildo out to Steve.

The toothy, broad grin that split Steve’s face had Eddie’s legs shaking under his weight. “The medium, huh?” Steve hummed knowingly as he slid off the bed and stood so close to Eddie, they were almost touching. Looking Eddie up and down appraisingly, Steve added, “I was sure you’d choose the large at least.”

Eddie opened his mouth to argue, but all that came out was a choked-off whine as a new wave of shame sent more heat rushing south. Somehow this asshole—this hot, amazing, freak of an asshole—had him figured out completely and they were barely even friends.

“Figured we could save that for next time, hm?” Eddie said without consciously deciding to do so, and Steve’s wolfish grin softened around the edges, his eyes bright with something other than lust.

“Next time, huh? Haven’t even got my cock in you and you’re planning for next time?” Steve asked teasingly as he took the dildo from Eddie, and his grin turned wicked again as he realized it was one with a cum-tube. Steve practically purred as he asked, “Oh, Eddie. You want me to breed you?”

Eddie couldn’t have responded to that question any other way if he wanted to. “Fuck, please,” he all but moaned, shivering under Steve’s heated gaze.

Steve leaned in as if to kiss Eddie, but stopped short and said, “How about you get comfy on the bed while I get ready.”

Then Steve slapped his ass and slipped past him into the closet to grab one of the leather harnesses.

Eddie almost stood there and watched Steve get ready, but getting on the bed also had its merits. Scrambling back onto it, he realized there was a stack of towels on the edge. That meant a few things, all of which had Eddie spiraling for different reasons.

Firstly, it meant that Steve was either prepared with towels near his bed on principle, or he had enough time to grab them while Eddie blue-screened choosing a cock to rearrange his guts with. The former was so endearing it hurt Eddie’s heart, and the latter was honestly a bit embarrassing.

Secondly, Steve knew this was going to be messy, possibly even guessed from the start that Eddie would choose a cock that could inject a bunch of lube deep into his ass. That was a lot to unpack, especially with how much it had his cock weeping onto the comforter.

Remembering his actual task, he debated how to set himself up for Steve. The other man didn’t tell him what to do with himself, just to get comfy, so it was up to Eddie. Part of him wanted to be facing Steve, but that felt too intimate, too soon.

With a shudder, Eddie piled up all the pillows under the comforter then laid two towels over it. Then Eddie settled on his elbows and knees above the pile with a sigh, his chest sinking into the pillows comfortably. It was enough to make Eddie blush even deeper, having his ass on full display while he was virtually alone in an unfamiliar bedroom. The thought of Steve stepping out of the closet and seeing him like that on the bed—

“Holy shit, Eds.”

Eddie wasn’t sure when it had happened, but his eyes had closed. Opening them quickly, he looked over and nearly came at the sight of Steve wearing the cock of his dreams, held on with a light-pink leather harness. The syringe for the cum-tube was held against Steve’s skin under one of the straps, and Eddie could tell Steve had prepared a full load by how far the plunger was pulled out.

Steve’s expression was equal parts awed and lustful as his eyes traveled over his body, and Eddie almost wanted to hide. There was nothing so special about him for someone like Steve to be looking at Eddie like that.

Then that predatory grin returned in full force as Steve climbed onto the bed behind Eddie, dropping a bottle of lube next to Eddie’s knee. That smile was going to be the star of Eddie’s fantasies for the rest of life.

“Presenting yourself so pretty for me already, sweetheart?” Steve cooed, the affection in his tone in direct contrast to the rough way he groped Eddie’s ass apart and exposed his hole even more.

“Steve,” Eddie whined when the rough pad of Steve’s thumb pressed flat across his entrance, teasing at pushing in dry.

“What, baby?” Steve asked, taking his thumb away to spit almost directly on his hole.

“Oh, holy shit,” Eddie practically squeaked out, his cock throbbing at the sensation of Steve’s saliva sliding down his taint as the thumb returned to massage his entrance again.

“You like that, sweetheart?” Steve purred, and while it was worded like a question, it was absolutely said as a statement. It was an observation.

“Steve, please, fuck me,” Eddie begged, tears springing to his eyes when he felt Steve’s cock slide against his inner thigh.

“Gotta prepare you first, Eds,” Steve responded, his tone smug as he grabbed the lube to slick his fingers.

“Won’t need much,” Eddie whimpered as the first digit slid easily into him.

Steve laughed at that a bit. “You get fucked like this regularly?” he asked, and Eddie shuddered as a second finger pressed into him.

“N-no, only on my own, with my own t-toys,” Eddie managed to gasp out as he rocked back against the fingers gently fucking him.

Steve groaned. “You have a cock like mine at home?” he asked, his voice a low growl.

“Y-yeah,” Eddie replied with a moan as a third finger pushed inside.

Finally, Steve’s fingers curled downward sharply, nailing Eddie’s prostate with scary accuracy and dragging a scream from his throat. “How often do you fuck yourself on my cock without me, sweetheart?” Steve asked, voice thick with his want.

The way that was worded, the implication of possession, had Eddie panting even more than the stimulation against his prostate did. “Often e-enough,” he whimpered in response, eyes rolling back when Steve spread his fingers in his hole.

“You are pretty loose,” Steve agreed with an edge to his tone that was just mean enough for Eddie’s cock to throb hotly. “But you’ve never had someone else give it to you?”

“Never, I promise, never,” Eddie gasped out, and caught up as he was in the moment, Eddie looked over his shoulder with a shy flutter of his lashes. “You’re my first, Stevie.”

For the first time that evening, Eddie seemed to actually catch Steve off guard, leaving the gorgeous man speechless as he stared down at him. Steve’s jaw was clenched, and nostrils flared while he took a few controlled breaths.

“Stevie?” Eddie prompted, rocking back onto the fingers that had stilled inside him.

Eddie’s voice seemed to do the trick in snapping Steve out of his thoughts. Withdrawing his fingers, he got started on slicking the length of his cock to the knot with a liberal amount of lube. The sound of his hand on it was absolutely obscene, it was so wet.

After a few moments, Steve spat on Eddie’s hole again and grinned at the way Eddie whimpered, then he was lining up and pushing inside.

It hurt, of course it did, but it was definitely on the good side of hurt. Eddie’s entire world narrowed onto the cock splitting his ass open, the way the girth widened as it slid into him. Once again, Eddie found that his eyes were screwed shut without him consciously choosing to close them. Blinking rapidly and looking over his shoulder, Eddie groaned thickly at the way Steve was watching his cock slowly sink into him.

“Steve, please, faster,” Eddie whined, shaking with the effort not to rock back and take Steve’s cock the rest of the way. “I can take it, please.”

“Don’t be greedy, Eddie,” Steve scolded lightly, not even looking away from where they were connected. “I want to watch your pretty hole struggle to take my cock every inch of the way.”

“Stevie,” Eddie sobbed desperately, blushing all the way to his chest.

When Steve stopped at the thickest point of the length, Eddie shook. He was so full, the stretch of his hole around Steve overwhelming, the burn of it driving him insane. Eddie’s hole clenched around the girth, struggling to adjust, and he let out a low whine.

At that, Steve sighed and snapped his hips forward. Eddie choked as the knot was pressed flush against his hole, the length of Steve thick and heavy inside him.

“Gonna fuck you now, sweetheart,” Steve cooed, and Eddie’s eyes rolled back.

“Please, please, fuck me,” he gasped, shuddering as Steve slowly begins to pull out.

Steve chuckled darkly. “Not gonna be gentle with you,” he said, voice low and growling.

“Promise?” Eddie asked a bit cheekily, looking over his shoulder to meet Steve’s positively hungry look.

Just like that, what control Steve had over himself snapped and his hips began to move. As Eddie guessed, Steve’s thrusting movements earlier were foreshadowing for the main event, and Christ was it fucking amazing. Eddie could barely breathe as Steve fucked him relentlessly, his hands on Eddie’s hips dragging him back to meet his thrusts.

Eddie was getting loud with his pleasure, punched-out little half-screams exploding from his throat. Remembering that Steve lived in an apartment and likely had neighbours, Eddie bit the pillow his chest was pressed into, muffling himself a bit.

“No,” Steve growled, and then there was a hand twisting into Eddie’s hair and pulling, lifting Eddie’s face out of the pillow. “Let me hear you.”

“Your neighbours—”

“Are gonna know just how good you feel,” Steve interrupted, and he added an extra movement to his thrusts that had his cock nailing Eddie’s prostate on every slide inward.

“Steve, please, please, please,” Eddie babbled, feeling his release building hot and heavy in his gut. He didn’t want to come until he had Steve’s knot inside him, but he couldn’t get the words out, too busy sobbing Steve’s name. It didn’t help that Steve was now using his hair as leverage.

“What is it, Eds?” Steve asked and he stopped at the next thrust, pressing the knot against him but not pushing it in. Eddie whimpered, tears falling down his cheeks as Steve knew but refused to oblige.

“Please, Steve, want it,” Eddie managed to gasp out.

“Want what?” Steve asked knowingly, almost meanly.

Eddie whimpered and rocked back against the knot. “Want it,” was all he could say to articulate his needs. “All of it, please, all of it inside.”

“You want my knot, baby?” Steve groaned, and Eddie felt him pick up the bottle of lube. He could feel a thick stream of the slick stuff pooling against his hole and the knot until it was spilling down his thighs.

“Yes, yes, Steve, I want your knot,” Eddie sobbed, tears streaming down his face now.

“Gonna give it to you, baby, don’t you worry,” Steve promised, rocking against Eddie with a bit more purpose, each shift becoming a more insistent push. “Gonna seal you with it and pump you full of my pups, huh?”

Eddie let out an almost hysterical giggle at that, overwhelmed by just how much that was doing for him, how hot it was to imagine even for a second. “Please,” he practically wailed as Steve pushed and the thickest part of the knot was stretching his hole.

“Please, what, Eds?” Steve asked knowingly, meanly even, and Eddie let out another one of his hysterical giggles.

“Give it to me, give me the knot, want it so bad, wanna feel it inside me, want you to fucking breed me, please—” Eddie was cut off with a choked grunt as Steve pushed the rest of the way in, the knot sliding in and nestling just so against Eddie’s prostate.

Steve pulled back a bit and the way the knot pulled on Eddie’s hole had him seeing stars. With a chuckle, Steve shook his hips side to side and seemed greatly amused at the way Eddie was forced to follow the motion.

“Touch yourself, Eds,” Steve ordered, and immediately Eddie had a hand underneath himself, stroking his cock in desperate, frantic motions. He had never needed to come this badly in his life.

Then Steve pressed his hips flush against Eddie’s ass, sliding the massive cock inside him deeper, and swiveling his hips in such a way that the knot was relentless pressure against Eddie’s prostate. Distantly, Eddie was aware that he was babbling nonsense, practically screaming it as his release came barreling closer.

“Here it comes, sweetheart,” Steve groaned, and that’s when Eddie felt the bloom of something warm and wet deep inside him.

And that did it.

Eddie didn’t even try to strangle the scream that exploded out of him as he came, shuddering violently as he clenched tightly around Steve’s girth while his release spilled over his hand and thighs and the towel underneath him.

With a dark chuckle, Steve pulled until the knot popped out and Eddie whimpered pitifully. Then he began to move again, as if he was about to fuck Eddie like he hadn’t just had the biggest orgasm of his life. The sound of Steve’s cock moving in and out of his bred hole was absolutely obscene, and Eddie could feel his own dick trying to get hard again.

“Can’t—” Eddie gasped, reaching back with his messy hand to stop Steve, and the other man immediately acquiesced.

“My turn, I think,” Steve agreed and suddenly Eddie was empty and Steve wasn’t touching him anymore, which was not what he wanted at all.

Then Steve rolled Eddie over onto his back and crawled up his body until he was straddling his face. If Steve was wet earlier when he was riding Eddie’s thigh, he was absolutely drenched now. Eddie thought back to earlier when he had imagined himself drowning in the wetness of Steve’s cunt, and Eddie wondered if the other man could literally read minds.

“C’mon Eds, put that mouth to good use,” Steve teased, grabbing Eddie’s hair and lowering himself to his lips.

Eddie immediately responded, lapping and sucking at Steve’s dick with purpose. Staring dazedly up the perfect, long line of Steve’s torso, Eddie happily watched him writhe and moan.

With a groan, Eddie lifted one hand to slip two fingers into Steve’s cunt curling them until Steve jolted with a sharp gasp.

“Oh, fuck,” Steve groaned, one hand twisting in Eddie’s hair as the other held onto the headboard.

Staring up at Steve through his lashes, Eddie squirmed as he felt Steve’s “load” start to trickle out of him, adding more to the mess of lube between his cheeks and on the bed. The sensation was uncomfortable, but it also served as an intimate reminder of what they did and that had Eddie’s cock trying to get hard again.

Before Eddie could think too much more about it, however, Steve’s grip in his hair became punishing and then he was coming, his cunt pulsing around Eddie’s fingers. Dutifully, Eddie worked him through it, continuing for as long as Steve would let him, which seemed to work just fine with Steve.

Steve finally lifted himself away from Eddie’s mouth after he came a third time on his tongue and fingers, his eyes shut as he collected himself. Eddie was in heaven, virtually floating where he laid on the bed staring up at the ceiling. Half of Eddie’s face was wet with Steve’s slick and the rest of his face was coated in sweat, his long, curly hair sticking to the dampness over his face.

Collapsing onto the bed next to Eddie, Steve laughed breathlessly. “That was fucking hot,” he said, grinning over at Eddie.

Eddie chuckled and nodded. “The hottest,” he agreed, already considering how soon they could meet up again for round two, or if he should just cut the crap and go on a proper date with the other man.

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[picas-art]

Hey hi it's my yearly 'dw I'm not dead!' post!

Just realized the last comic page was three months ago. Didn't even notice that because SO MUCH HAS HAPPENED, time goes by so fast dajklgfdg

Anyway, all's well! I've just been so busy with going to many cons with many new friends, DnD, going through a break up, dating people, meeting my new soulmate who ofc lives in another country, doing multiple voice acting courses (and starting an advanced one soon), and last but not least:

Illustrating is going to be an official part of my current job!!!

How the fuck that happened: I help organize courses and when a co-worker found out I could draw they asked me if I could make illustrations for an e-learning. So I drew some simple cartoons and everyone went wild.

After seeing just the sketches a manager excitedly came to me saying he wants to make me an in-house artist (a job that doesn't even exist there yet) and... it happened. I got an iPad to draw on, can follow art courses on their costs, and for now get 1 day a week to focus completely on illustrating. And if the demand is high enough it could change into more days.

I'm still flabbergasted about all this??? I've always wanted to be an illustrator but gave up on it when art school rejected me. And now it just happened to me.

So yes, not dead, just very busy with very good things. But the comic lives forever rent-free in my head so don't worry, a new page will happen! ....just probably next year.

[chuckimation]

Kastral the Windcrested, Glarb-Calmity's Augur, and GenCon 2023 (pt 1)

It's been quite some time since I've posted, but I'm back with a process post!

I received an email last spring asking if I might be interested in painting art for an upcoming Magic the Gathering card set. Sounded like fun, so I of course said yes! And it was very fun!

Kastral the Windcrested, and Glarb, Calmity's Augur were both revealed during the online Bloomburrow event, July 9.

Creating these cards proved a balancing act. I was painting cards while at the same time going for GenCon!

I submitted the following thumbnails of Kastral and Glarb to the Art Director, Aliana Rood, for consideration just before flying from LA to Indianapolis for the convention. I received approval to pursue thumb #1 for Kastral.

And #3 was selected for Glarb.

I was now at GenCon, working my table during the day while refining the drawings in the evenings.

First up, I drew Kastral.

I completed the drawing working in Procreate on my iPad.

Painting would be difficult in the hotel room, so I dove into the drawing of Glarb.

Before we had left LA, I took some reference photos, selecting this one to use for Glarb's pose.

The drawing of Glarb consumed the rest of my evenings in the hotel, I finished it up sitting in the hotel lobby while waiting to go to the airport to fly home.

The schedule was tight, but I was feeling pretty good about what I'd accomplished during the course of the convention. Having finished the painting before heading to the airport meant I could relax a little on the flight home. But storms had popped up all across the eastern seaboard (our connection was in Atlanta) and our flight was canceled!

My wife and I had to find a hotel room for the night and rebook our flights for the following evening.

I hated to lose the time. Hoping to get as much done while away from home as I could, I'd anticipated the possibility that I might paint the color studies while in Indianapolis and had brought gouache and watercolor paints with me (I prefer to use traditional media when exploring color). I'd also printed the thumbnails onto hot press watercolor paper, which I'd taped to a masonite panel.

I spent the extra day we were stranded In Indianapolis painting color studies in the hotel room.

I completed the color studies and we were able to catch a flight home the next day.

As soon as we arrived home, I scanned the color studies, comped in the finished drawings and sent them off to Aliana at Wizards for her review and approval.

To be continued...

[maubauu]

[Humanity’s Grief: All At Once]

~~Context~~

I drew this following the prompt “transformation.” This is a key point in a narrative that I’m working on where the world ends when this strange glowing being appears. The main character, Huā, is transformed from his human form (as seen above) to the cat form more commonly depicted. Similar occurrences happen to other people, but I'll get into that at some point later. The strange being, fueled by grief and bitterness at the modern world, puts a hold on humanity’s current order and crumbles it to start anew. More will be revealed as I make more art and as I develop this narrative and my following, so stay tuned :D

~~Symbolism~~

This thing is jam-packed with all sorts of symbols, which I'll list.

-Forehead Stuff: The being's forehead is a simple void of purple, which is meant to represent a cynical view of the world, the wish for complete destruction and renewal, and intimidating emptiness. Huā’s third eye represents the mind's eye and imagination, strangeness, and mysticism. In its current eclipsed state, it represents extreme intensity and strangeness.

-Clothing: The Being’s ribbon represents restriction and obligation and the makeup is a reference to Chinese opera. The clothing/neckline is a reference to Hanfu.

-Colors/Values: I wanted everything to be super dreamy, ethereal, and intense. I kept everything super glowy with nothing too saturated other than the yellow to draw more emphasis to that ethereal glow.

-Expression: Huā’s expression is supposed to be the onset/happening of a panic attack. Everything is supposed to be intense and that being was born from an intense moment.

~~ References and Inspiration~~

I was heavily inspired by Everything, Everywhere, All At Once for this. It's my favorite movie and I reference it a lot in both my art and my writing. The sticky note on the right with the circle, the being's forehead marking, and Hua's eye-eclipse situation are all based on the motif of nothingness depicted as a black circle in EEAAO.

I also referenced performance art, specifically the last act of Swan Lake (The Dying Swan) and Chinese/Peking opera. The Dying Swan was referenced in the being's pose, foreshadowing the end of the world. Chinese opera was referenced in the being's makeup and eyelash things. I chose Chinese opera because it is such an intense artform. I think it depicts the emotional intensity of the being's conception properly. Its clothing is more or less just hanfu inspired, nothing too special about it reference-wise.

The shirt Huā is wearing is loosely based on Mitski's song "Last Words of a Shooting Star" because of the comet designs on it. I also reference her love for checklists on a sticky note. Ty Mitski for putting me on to task planning.

I included a lot of my personal trinkets in this as well. My iPad, my old stylus, my plant, my desk, my sketchbook, my lamp, even my blinds. It's all stuff I own.

The posters are also references. The one on the left is a simple Lunar New Year-themed one and the one on the right is a reference to Carol & the End of the World because I loved how it depicted the apocalypse.

The musical inspirations for this (looping songs is part of my process) are:

-The Deal by Mitski

-Opera Fight by Son Lux and Surrija

-Evelyn All At Once by Son Lux

[timpac-capstone]

Week 2

Day 1: I liked doing the turnaround drawing for Double D last week so for this week I did a multitude of character turnarounds varying in shapes and art styles. First I did Larry 3000 from Time Squad, since he's a robot he is made up of many geometric shapes unlike Double D. Geometric shapes can be difficult to keep consistent when you're changing perspective constantly but it came out very well in this test.

Day 2: Looked at a couple Japanese anime model sheets and I noticed a few differences. American characters tend to have 4 or 5 turning frames while the Japanese only have 3 or 4. But because they have fewer frames it isn't a smooth turnaround rather each frame tries to pack as much information about the character as possible. Now if I were an animator who didn't know anything about Misty I would notice that one frame has her bag, meaning that she is probably a traveler. Also, the way her legs and arms are positioned in each frame makes me feel like she is impatient but tries to act like she isn't based on her facial expression. I usually have a tough time drawing anime faces and the first frame didn't come out so well for me but the two others are pretty spot on. Also, they even gave more information on her bag in the model sheet showing that it's probably gonna be a big part of her character. Also her hand in frame two looks so goofy that I tried to fix it my version.

Day 3: Not a turnaround animation but still just as important! I was lucky enough to stumble upon the walk cycle for Pikachu while looking for his turnaround model sheet. I thought it would be interesting to see how I would fare in animating a quadrupedal animal running. This also let me experiment with timing a bit, normally my turnarounds are 0.2 seconds long for each frame but it felt too slow for this one so I used 0.1 seconds instead. If I put no delay it looked good but it looked like Pikachu was running for his life. I think this is one of my favorite studies that I did because of how smooth and consistent it is between each frame and I've seen Pikachu run so many times that I feel like I nailed it.

Day 4: After the Misty drawing, I was really interested in seeing what Jake the Dog from Adventures Time model sheet would look like since Jake can stretch into whatever he wants he should have a pretty crazy model sheet. It was pretty normal, I thought after I drew it out I would see something unique that I wouldn't see at first glance but it was pretty standard. The constant moving of the hands is a bit distracting.

Day 5: Wanted to go for something more creature-like, so I chose Patrick from SpongeBob. Patrick is pretty simple to draw but this still took me like an hour and a half to completely draw it out.

Day 6: Okay so this was a bit interesting, I wanted to see what a model sheet from an old Disney or Looney Tunes cartoon would look like and it was vastly different. It is similar to Misty in that it is not supposed to be a smooth turnaround but rather each pose is supposed to tell you something about to character while also showing you how he looks from all angles. I had to slow this one down, as well as the Misty one, to a 0.5-second delay just so that I had enough time to take in the information that I was seeing. But the model sheet for Bugs was a lot more descriptive as in it showed the simple shapes used to draw Bugs, how many heads each pose is, as well as all the facial expressions which are usually put on a different sheet.

Day 7: I really need help learning digital art.

REFLECTION:

I looked through so many model sheets this week from American cartoons, Japanese anime, animated films, and different time periods with characters that had varied in geometry and simplicity. It was hard to tell at times which model sheets were fan-made and which were officially used on the show but I think everything I used for this week was official. I tried digital art again and it really shows that I need to either find a way to use an iPad as a display or learn how to use a tablet. It's interesting how different every model sheet is structured between all these shows and what they want the animators to get right, their personality or their appearance. This was a huge learning experience for what goes into a character's design and I can't wait to use it in my own project.

[astranauticus]

post mortem for my orv animatic bc i have lots of thoughts and yall are gonna hear all of them (that is a threat)

first is the obligatory special thanks/plagiarism declaration section but a lot of the shots in this are inspired by the original changgwi lyric video which like. please watch it there's a reason this song is a classic animatic song on bilibili like the music is good but the video definitely helped. also speaking of bilibili, special shoutout to this arknights chongyue animatic that introduced me to the song that will haunt the next 8 months of my life!

the original inspiration was the thought that the verse of the spirit telling the story of its own death felt very yjh coded but it took like another week of stewing on it to have the idea of using the final chorus for the dkos arc which was the moment i decided i have to actually make this thing

going strictly by when i started putting pen to paper (pencil to ipad screen? whatever) this took almost exactly 5 months since i created the first drafts in february but the first 3 months ish from february until may were also my school semester so. most of the progress (id say about >60%) was done in the last two months of me working on this every moment i wasnt at work (or playing project sekai, for some reason)

also! funny little detail but counting the drafts and some discarded frames my procreate stack for this thing has exactly 49 artworks in it! neat little easter egg i guess (yeah 51 wouldve been more fitting but whatever)

this fully slipped by both me (at 2am) and my friend whom i sent the finished version to (fighting the flu) but in the final edit i didn't actually include the second half of the last lyric?? it's 'i will take you to the mountain god' i apparently just wrote 'i will take you' and never finished the rest LMAO

speaking of the lyrics i dont speak korean and im not a huge fan of most english translations of this song that exists so on multiple occasions i was so tempted to just use the chinese cover someone on bilibili did because then i'd at least be confident i know where the fucking line breaks were (there's one line at the end where im pretty sure i didn't edit on the line breaks correctly but that was more of an intentional compromise because the timings would've been off otherwise. anyway) tbh the only reason i didnt do that is the atmosphere and delivery of the original song is. really unbeatable like the cover's also pretty good but it doesn't quite achieve the same effect

also speaking of things i fucked up im aware i drew sys in the wrong outfit for the dkos fight but like. ok full disclosure my orv reference folder is a complete mess (theres like 400+ images in there. for some reason) so on net ive gotten character outfits wrong while working on this thing like at least 3 times bc id just grab a random webtoon screenshot from my folder and go w it. it's just that by the time i realised i fucked up i'd already finished drawing all of sys's frames and i was too lazy to go back and change all of them LMAO

anyway yeah some other random things i wanted to whinge about:

there's a lot of effects i wanted to do that didn't quite come across due to. lack of skill/time/patience/all of the above but the one im really annoyed about is the yhk postchorus bit with the 3 circles bc. first off i think i drew those while halfway dozing off on the train to school once because uh. yeah

anyway poor drawing aside id really wanted to recreate the sort of. drawn-in effect on the circles and lines that the original lyric video had but i could NOT for the life of me figure out a way to execute that in capcut so. here we are (also you cant put transitions on overlays in capcut so that's why those also looked so bad. youre welcome)

honestly my timeline for this in capcut looks pretty ridiculous bc if you want to do word by word animations/effects you need to pay for the pro version so my workaround was just to have like five thousand text layers with 1-2 words on it each (do not recommend btw)

speaking of the text im a moron so i kinda forgot to account for the text when drawing frames and wow you can tell. yeah next time im just hand writing the text fuck this

and i have some more thoughts that are. mild to moderate webtoon spoilers so past this will be the spoiler warning line

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actually my original plan was to upload this the day dkos dies in the webtoon but a. i genuinely did think it was gonna be yesterday like i dont pay for the early access episodes so i was just kinda going off orvtwt LMAO b. i could feel myself burning out on this like the last few frames i drew for this were fucking dogshit so i figured either i finish it soon or i wont finish it at all

i will probably still draw something for dkos' death day though for those who celebrate (basically when i was thumbnailing for one of the frames in this i ended up with one that didnt fit the video aspect ratio at all but still looks pretty good so im promoting it to a full drawing. so look forward to that)

like for an idea of how fucking sick of this shit i was by like. last week pretty much like for the last few frames of the dkos fight i straight up forgot to draw dkos' wings and had to add them in halfway through editing last night. like that's how fucking out of it i was by then lmaoo

looking back its actually kinda funny cuz the whole put this up when dkos dies thing was my plan since february but i had literally no way of knowing when that would be especially since the webtoon stopped going with the novel chapter numbers exactly (i could.. guesstimate but my original estimation was in june so yknow. real useful) but like i can find evidence of me panicking about that deadline since may. why did i do that

given that deadline i knew i cant really include stuff from the novel past the dkos arc but man. the amount of times i wanted to use something from later (ESPECIALLY 1863 arc). i actually have another idea i want to test out thats like full epilogue spoilers partially because working on this for so long made me realise i really want to make more epilogue content <- what

yknow how i mentioned discarded frames yeah i had to draw dkos' death 3 times because the first two compositions just never quite panned out. i mean the current one is also pretty unreadable with the colour scheme but trust me the previous ones were way worse christ alive

[kayrllylikesblitzwing]

hmm I wonder where kay has been

hi guys it’s my birthday and today I remembered that I have tumblr omg!!!! anyway. where has kay been?

sorry for not posting for like 20 years😭😭😭 i kinda stopped drawing for a little while cuz college applications were happening and that’s a preeeeeettttttttyyyyyy big deal at least for me so i vanished and didn’t post any Blitzwing 😵 can you BELIEVE IT? NO BLITZWING? On @kayrllylikesblitzwing?!(!?(?! Are you JOSHING me rn????

and then after the college apps had all gone down i had scholarshipss to fill out and my Apple Pencil DIED like it completely stopped working, charging, or even pairing to my iPad and I didn’t want to post my traditional stuff because Guys. Guys I’m such a FAKER my traditional is so BAD BAD BAD! so I just kinda forgo about posting but now here I am. New Apple Pencil. Posting!!!!

except it’s been a long year LOL and ive really started liking another show outside of transformers fandom. It’s a pretty small show, pretty niche, pretty undergrou—

it’s fucking chainsaw man

here’s one of my chainsaw man ocs her name is ume and she’s like kobeni if kobeni had no skills whatsoever but lots of money and a closeted desire to be emo😭😭 ume is fun to shitpost even though she’s stupid and in the stupid lore I’m writing dies horribly oopsie-daisy

I have a BUNCH of csm ocs so I might post them sometime to get them outta my system so then I can go back to BLITZPOSTING YAAAYY it’s actually been so long the last time I drew Blitzwing was likiiike a few months ago

anyway I am cringe but I am free thanks for showing up 😭😭😭

[sweetmonsooncos]

The First Cosplay I Ever Made...

Last year, I took a dive into a very dangerous rabbit hole of sewing. It came about for two reasons:

Number One - My Mum would make amendments to my clothes for them to fit me better like shortening trouser legs and such - it always seemed so simple so I wanted to learn how to do it as well.

Number Two - Because of my body type, there were certain cosplays I just couldn't buy pre-made due to Asian sizing not catering to me.

So I wanted to share the process of me making my first ever cosplay from scratch and how I managed to achieve it.

And the cosplay is...Mikan Tsumiki from Danganronpa!

Mikan has always been a very polarising character within the DR fandom I've noticed, but me personally I really like her! She was one of the very first characters I cosplayed and she's gone under alot of alterations since I first got into her. So let's dive in to how I made Mikan!!!!!

So first thing I did was buy my fabric. I went to my local fabric shop and picked up some white, pink and blue cotton. Ultimately I didn't end up going with the blue pictured here because I made a mistake and had to buy more fabric. I went with a lighter one because I was a tit and didn't think to colour match but the lighter skirt worked out better in the end so I'm going to pretend I did it on purpose 🙈

First thing I tackled was her apron, which I figured would be the easiest thing to begin with! So, I measured out the white fabric and cut it out, then used a basic running stitch to put it altogether. I also cut a longer strip, neatened it up on the sides and then attached this to the top to make a tie for her apron. Using some red ribbon, I hot glued that down on the sides to make that piece appear. I wasn't sure whether to sew on the ribbon, but I'm actually really glad I didn't because if any of you read my Jolyne cosplay post, sewing with ribbons is a BITCH 😭

Then I went in and did the bottom of the apron, adding some very square pockets and neatening up as best I could!

I also binge watched Staged on my iPad (you can see the glorious David Tennant in the corner) while I sewed this all up and that show is just another reminder how well David Tennant and Michael Sheen work together on stuff

When it was ready, I attached the full apron together and it was done! I went in later on with a fabric pen and drew the blue symbol towards the bottom of the apron which you'll see in the finished photos.

Next was her skirt! I had a vague idea of how the skirt making would go; the first photo was the material cut to size and the second one was my first attempt at making it pleated...it wasn't great 😂 You can see from the side that it looks HORRENDOUS - I showed it to my friend and he said it looked like a parachute so clearly it wasn't giving the desired effect 🙈

After my second attempt, I was a bit put off trying to sew in pleats again, so I just ironed them down and it came out a lot better! I neatened up the top and bottom and the skirt was completed. I do want to add since I took these photos, I actually recently went and added a zip to the back of the skirt so I can get it on easier! I also made it fit me a little better too.

Next was her blouse! For this, I read up about using pre-exsiting clothes to make patterns for sewing, so I got a blouse that I use for my Kaede Akamatsu cosplay and made a pattern out of it. I then went and cut the fabric out and basically sewed it altogether.

And it was during this process, I came face to face with a new enemy...SLEEVES.

Oh my god, I absolutely CANNOT STAND SLEEVES. I tried SO hard to understand how to put them on, but I could not for the life of me work it out. To this day, I still struggle with adding sleeves to my projects and I absoliutely hate having to sew them. I made a little test sleeve out of some spare fabric to see how it would sit on my arm, but I really struggled with the fit on the shoulder so I went for a different style instead which was easier to work with (but only slightly).

So after the sleeve debacle was sorted, I went and added some elastic on the ends of the sleeves as trim, which I hoped would make it bunch up like it does in her original outfit, but it didn't really work out that well. I'm probably going to revisit this at some point in the future to make it a bit more bunched, but that's for another time! I also made a collar and gave the blouse some buttons.

This was the first try on of the complete outfit and you can tell how pleased I am with it! I was so proud of making this entire thing by myself and although it is far from perfect, I did learn a lot through the process and it felt so nice to be able to wear a cosplay I had completely made from scratch.

And here is the cosplay in full with makeup and hair!!!

For my first ever cosplay from scratch, I am extremely proud of it and am happy to say it has held up well almost an entire year later!

[hannahmcgill]

To anyone who was wondering about Warlock'd:

I've completed writing it a few times, in fact I have completed it to the stage where I had it all laid out twice, too. In each case, I haven't felt confident enough to go forward with the art.

It's a special sort of production hell where the only person working on the project (...me) started out with no idea what they were doing. So I hope that people don't mind updates. They are markers of my general ability to actually make a whole graphic novel. This is just something I have to try and fail a few times to get right. I'm happy enough to share my progress so long as it doesn't feel like false promises.

Currently I'm doing another outline and then I'm going to use some layout/art production techniques I picked up from the Amphiox project. Hopefully this is the last writing do-over. I want it to result in a story where people like reading about the characters and feel like they are friends. I want the sequence of events in the story to make sense and to have interesting consequences.

Anyway, I drew this portrait of Pierre (or Cleric Stone) on my iPad with Fresco down in the nice cool basement. August is horrible for drawing anyway. Better to whole up and fix writing problems.

[img id] Digital art done with a Fresco brush meant to mimic pencil or charcoal. It's a bust portrait of a 12th century cleric named Pierre...or maybe Cleric Stone. He's Black. He wears his hair in mini-braids under a red hat. The hat has one crenellation on the brim to indicate that Stone has a few royal indulgences. Three hoopoe wing feathers stick out of the cap. Stone is otherwise dressed like most clerics of 12th century Paris, with a luxurious black cape held shut with a daisy wheel clasp. He wears fitted black gloves and is about to throw a poorly-drawn firework into a crowd. [/id]

[mimithealpaca]

Lore: KiriDeku Fantasy Zine

Happy birthday Deku-kun! May your romance with your unicorn bae still be blooming and thriving!

...Oh, none of y'all know what I'm talking about? Well, I'm talking about the AU I drew about for the Lore: KiriDeku Fantasy Zine (and wrote about--although all of those things can be seen for free here.)

I'm still very proud of these pieces! As of late, I've been forcing myself to do what I've always avoided doing--that is, incorporating the background design into the overall composition. Like, I've had the capability (separate from execution) but I preferred characters over backgrounds so I constantly shied away from it. But for this zine, which was the first for-profit one I ever got into, I wanted to put in all 200% and then some.

One part of this experience I will never forget though is how I learned the very hard way about CYMK profiles on Procreate on the iPad. That is, don't. Don't use them. It doesn't actually support that. It just has a RBG profile that estimates a CYMK profile. The big problem here is that you'll be working on Procreate, making pretty colors and stuff. But then you'll export it like me and it'll come out desaturated as hell. The final colors you see here was a lot of color adjustment I had to do on Clip Studio Paint afterwards and ohhhhhhhhhhh did I stress out a ton because I had a very strong vision for colors in this piece too!!

Anyway. I love these pieces and I hope to be doing more and more of these! Good practice makes good art, you know? I know I am capable of art like this, and I know I can get better... so I shouldn't avoid it!

Also also also I am proud of these because these are the first most serious pieces I ever completed on Procreate XD I don't know why I like to give myself challenges at the most inopportune times. I mean, again, I'm proud of my work, but hahaha, learning how to paint for the first time on Procreate with new brushes was sure a wild ride...

Last but not least, I think I will offer these as prints someday soon! More about it in a bigger post later!

[xmassamurai]

Infromation and warnings post

I feel the need to share some thoughts and important information in this post. If you don't want to read about my thoughts and feelings, go straight to the Information block.

If you don’t like my art just scroll it or block me. You don’t need to text me about it.

Thoughts and Feelings

Warning: voluminous text with some thoughts.

I have abandoned my art blog again and it’s mentally difficult for me to come back to it, so I won’t do it.

My art block started in 2020, but I stubbornly tried to continue drawing with hope that I could force myself to overcome it. At the beginning of 2022, I drew my last picture and couldn’t bring myself to draw anything else. Before my birthday that year, I decided to announce that I was no longer publishing my work.

In my creative journey I made several mistakes. Two of them were large:

1. I started making money as a graphic designer and it led to a burnout.

2. I expected a greater response from the audience, but I didn’t get it because  I really don't know how to work with an audience.

Now I have changed my approach. I no longer work and will never work in the creative field. My job position is connected with  data analysis.

I want to express my endless gratitude to my sister, who brought drawing back into my life. One day she brought me her iPad and offered me to draw. Before this I had never drawn on an iPad; I had always used Wacom graphics tablets. The drawing process turned out to be like meditation for me. I would draw sketches, not finish them, and then abandon them. Sometimes I simply covered the canvas with different brushes.

After working day, my sister and me started playing Mortal Kombat, and when I was tired she gave me the iPad, then she continued to play. And we talked a lot. One day she said: ‘For some reason I like it when you draw.’ And it was very enjoyable. Perhaps she always thought so, but did not voice it. These words seemed to resurrect me. My sister didn't care how long I drew, she just loved sitting next to me and seeing what I was drawing on her iPad. This relieved the nervous tension that I had earned from the wrong attitude towards the audience. I was always afraid of losing the public's interest because I draw slowly. My friends said that I should draw as often as possible, even if it turns out badly, and post it on the blog to increase the activity of subscribers. This approach was very toxic for me. And furthermore I don't know how to draw something actual. Sometimes I become hyper fixated on something and can only draw that.

My sister didn’t care  exactly what I  was drawing. She looked at my crooked sketches as if they were a miracle. She was delighted that I could make some semblance of people  through lines. While we played Mortal Kombat, we inevitably created (almost always without plot justification) pairings, so pairings with the characters of which my sister and I played after work began to appear on my canvases.

One day my mom accidentally saw one of these pictures drawn while playing Mortal Kombat. She said: ‘What beautiful faces they have’. I was embarrassed, but I was pleased. My mom usually didn't give my fandom shipping pictures high marks. Then I decided to create a server on Discord and invited my sister and best friend there. There I started posting all my pictures. I post everything that comes out of one drawing session, even if it only lasted 5 minutes, and they post reactions. There is nothing else on the server. I realized that I need these reactions, I am delighted when they stage some unusual reactions and I am delighted that these reactions are always there. This completely satisfied my need to get feedback from the audience. I have almost gotten rid of the traumas that I inflicted on myself in the past. I am eternally grateful to my sister and my best friend for these reactions.

I myself  began to like the pictures that I completed. And one day I decided that I could post on my Tumblr blog those pictures that seemed good enough to me on the Discord server, and leave space for creative chaos on Discord. Processes and abandoned work will remain there. As well as originals that for certain reasons I don’t want to publish on the Internet and some local jokes and art that only my sister and I or my friend understand.

So I'm restarting my blog. My art will sometimes appear here. They will not appear here regularly. As I complete some works and if they seem suitable for publication, I will post them here.

Information

I do not exclude that sometimes there will be text posts on free topics. These may be my thoughts or incorrect quotes. I will continue to reblog.

Sometimes captions for art may be in Russian. It is my native language. I don't speak English well, but I'm trying to improve it.

This blog will contain pairings that have no plot justification. Please don't comment that this is weird or wrong. I like them and most likely they came here because my sister and I came up with them together for some reason.

Here are a few Mortal Kombat pairings that I ship (maybe I will add it in the future, or maybe create a separate post):

Kuai x Hanzo (in mk1 too)

Baraka x Kabal

Kitana x Jade

Fujin x Rain

Frost x Erron

Shiva x Sindel

Erron x Kano

Johnny x Kenshi

Bi Han x Tomas

Mortal Kombat warnings and headcanon