#I have shitty handwriting on this tablet

[depoteka]

picked up my passport today and my signature looks like it was written by a toddler

[toastedjeans]

I don't have access to my tablet rn BUT i have this shitty old doodle from back in.. December or something??

Transcript in Alt if my handwriting is ass ✨

Boy why is he so L E G S

[shipmistress9]

Today's task/prompt in the rq-discord's was game was to cease create a birthday card. I'm not sure I really nailed it, but this was my entry.

The idea was that venin!Xaden needs to keep his distance from Violet (aka pure energy) until he has his urges under control lest he accidentally drains her. Meaning, I basically cried the whole time making this. 😅

The process of making this was wild, by the way. I'm still bed-bound thanks to a slipped disc so I couldn't use my desktop computer or my drawing pad.

What I did was drawing the dagger and the violets with a pencil into my sketchbook and taking a photo of it with my phone. I wrote the lettre in my writing program on my phone and then copied it into another program to change the font into something that might look like handwriting and made a screenshot of it.

I used the shitty standard graphic editing program on my phone and my clunky fingers to colour in the dagger and flowers. Then I tried several methods and programs to try and combine the two pieces but ended up loading Britain onto my children's tablet and again used nothing but my clunky hands to position and combine the two images.

The process was long and weird and complicated and I probably could have made my life a lot easier at a point or two... 😆

[izzymissi]

OC TIME!!!!!!!!!

finally got around to using my digital tablet to draw instead of my mouse, so have a lil sketch of my village oc, Isabellai reallyyyyy liked how it turned out :> i might draw her a lot more

(i kinda forgot i can actually draw with a tablet) also excuse my shitty handwritting-

[ineffablewives]

I'm currently working on chapter four of my beigguang modern au, so here's a lil snipped of sunday's update!

I'll leave the ao3 link at the end!

Beidou wrote down the order before quicky walking towards the counter, handing it to Xingqiu to have it prepared.

The boy grabbed the piece of paper, squinted his eyes at it and then asked: “What the heck is this?”

“Three glasses of sparkling white wine with snacks on the side,” calmly replied Beidou, leaning on the counter to rest a second. 

Xingqiu of her just sighed in defeat, whining in a low voice: “Why can’t you write in a decent way?” as he hurried to go grab teh flutes.

Beidou just scoffed at him: “My handwriting is decent enough, worry about yer own shitty one first,” and she was right, nobody ever struggled with her calligraphy but everybody struggled with Xingqiu’s.

“Why can’t you use the tablet like the other waiters do?” replied the boy with a somewhat irritated voice as he worked.

“Cause I don’t get paid enough for this shit,” said Beidou as she positioned her eyepatch better. The tablet was used to send the orders directly to the kitchen, it was easier, but she wasn’t entitled to have one.

“You don’t even get paid, you do this for free!” replied Xingqiu with a louder whisper, probably irritated by the conversation while he was trying to open a new bottle of wine, his fingers fiddling with the cork.

“Exactly!” concluded Beidou with a smirk, pointing a finger gun at him, then running away in the kitchen to get the snacks for the order before the boy could reply to her provocation.

Thank you for reading!

Here's the link, if yall wanna check it out and leave a comment i'm more than glad

[kirayamidemon]

I may have gotten my friend hooked on Scary Jade, and now he wants to pull for him

N WHY WOULDNT YOU

I MEAN, HAVE YOU SEEN SCARY MONSTERS JADE

LIKE

LOOK

LOOK AT THIS

LOK AT THIS FUCKER, THIS MAN

LOOK AT HIM, IN ALL HIS FUCKING SCARY MONSTERES OUTFIT GLORY

LIKE WAT THE FUCK

WHO GAVE HIM THE FUCKING RIGHT

WHO GAVE ALL OF OCTA THE FUCKING RIGHT

LIKE JUST THEIR COSTUMEES? ?? ?? ARE JU9ST? ? ??? SO FUCKING GOODD? ?? ??? OCTA DRESSING UP AS MUMMY GHOSTS?? ? ??? ALL THOSE FUCKING BANDAGES N STRIPS OF FABRIC? ?? ? ? THE BELTS N BUCKLEES? ?? ?? THE HARNESSES? ?? ? THE WHITE N BLACK? ? ??

LIKE JUST

ALL, ALL THE FUCKING DETAILS? ? ?? ?? N JUST JADE IN GEN? ? ??? N JADE WEARING OCTAS FUCKING COSTUME? ?? ??

N THEN

N THEN THE FUCKING

THE FUCKING GROOVY

LIKE

HEELOO? ?? ? ??

THAT POSE THAT FACE THAT EXPRESSION HIM SCARING YOU

THAT LITTLE GLIMPSE INTO HIS CRAZY UNHINGEDNESS N FERALNESS THAT YOU NEVER FUCKING SEEE HHHHHHHH

LIPS STRETCHED INTO WIDE GRIN TEETH ON FULL DISPLAY THAT CRAZY FERAL LOOK IN HIS EYES

N ALSO HIS PERSONAL STORY? ?? ?? JUSTT? ? ?? YESS?? ? ??

HIS PERSONAL STORY SO GOOD? ? ALL THAT INFO? ?? ? BIT OF LORE? ? ? JUST

LEARNING MORE STUFF BOUT THE CORAL SEA? ?? ? LEARNING A BIT MORE BOUT THE TWEELS THEMSELVES N THEIR CHILDHOOD? ?? ? SEEING A GLIMPSE OF IT THRU THEIR STORIES? ? ? BUT ALSO JUST ALL OF THEM SHARING HALLOWEEN EXPERIENCES N LEARNING MORE BOUT THE DIFF LANDS/COUNTRIES N SOME OF THEIR CUSTOMS? ? ???

N even beyond all of that, SM Jade is just such a good card n such a useful card too, a good help. His duo with Azul n then his buddies n Ruggie boosting his attack, even more beneficial if you have Camp Ruggie who has the same elements as him hhhhhh

But yes, Scary Monsters Jade, good card for many reasons lkjdsfjklfs

[tatsumass-archive]

39 !! :oo

Handwriting Asks

39. a random fact about yourself 

[laugacane]

December 1st - Happy Birthday, Jade Harley!

[hawkeyedflame]

i take art very seriously

[barbwalken]

[mathematicats]

I used the alignment bars from the "Understand my ship in 5 min" meme by Gibslythe (twitter: @Gibb_Arts) as prompts! My handwriting is awful but I swear it's because I'm using a drawing tablet.

Part 1 || Part 2 (to come)

Izuku: surprisingly, Kacchan likes being the little sp-

Katsuki: I DO NOT

Izuku: Ah... Out of clean clothes [again]...

Izuku: Time to steal Kacchan's stuff

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Katsuki: I don't wear nerd clothes. (while wearing Deku's T-shirt shirt underneath his hoodie.)

Izuku: Is "Kacchan" a pet name? That's all I call him.

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Katsuki: Nerd / Deku / baka / seaweed / ugly/ shitty nerd

Izuku: Insults don't count! also you said nerd twice

Izuku: Kacchan's aisai bentos* are the best! sugoi <3

Katsuki: THEY'RE NOT AISAI BENTOS, YOU'RE JUST BAD AT KEEPING YOURSELF ALIVE SO I HAVE TO PICK UP YOUR SLACK

--

Katsuki, bento-planning: That's 43g of protein. Ah, but Deku's been upping reps in his workouts ... An extra tofu side dish for 10 more grams should do...

*Aisai bentos, literally "loving wife bentos", are packed lunches made (usually) by wives for their husbands in Japan. Yeah it feels kinda sexist and heteronormative to use this term; Deku's just using it as an embarrassing PDA phrase to fluster his loving partner.

[nicka-nell]

Osamu's route

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Pairing: Osamu x reader (main route), Atsumu x reader

Genre: Social Media-AU, text

Warning: mdni, angst, mention of alcohol and smoking

cold hands: 2021/08/29 - Sunday

Actually, Atsumu doesn’t want to leave you alone. Especially not to look after his brother, who had done nothing but bullshit lately. Everything Atsumu had warned him about. Hissing, he buries his hands in his jacket pockets, lets the small plastic bag with headache pills and a gas station sandwich dangle down his wrist as he stomps on the store and curses Osamu for not answering his cell phone.

But when he arrives in front of his shop, he frowns. Something’s wrong here. The curtains are all closed, and there’s a note with sloppy handwriting on the door. “Closed for renovations.”

“Are you kidding me, ya shitty brother?” Atsumu complains and knocks loudly at the door, but nobody opens it. Rolling his eyes, he digs out his keyring, searches for the key Osamu once gave him for emergencies, and opens the door.

“Osamu you fucking donkey,” Atsumu is about to say, but he gets silent at the sight of the store. Again, he calls his brother’s name, but he does not answer. Little by little, he tries to find a way through the mess, trying not to step into any broken glass and looking for his twin.

He’s not in the kitchen, not in the apartment. Atsumu wonders if he’s still here, or in some store to drink and fill his body to the brim with alcohol. He could only be behind the store now, but why would he be there... Safe is safe. Even though he is convinced that he will not find Osamu there, he opens the door to the backyard and looks if he can find his brother.

In fact, he does not have to look long, because he almost stumbles over him as he squats like a heap of misery on the stairs, his arms bent on his thighs with a bottle of alcohol in his hand. To his left he already sees an empty bottle of whiskey, an almost empty pack of cigarettes and wonders what this fool was up to with it.

“Hey, you freak, ya want to drink yerself to death?” Atsumu shouts at him while he hits him with the flat hand strong in his neck. Other than usual, Osamu does not jump up to kick him, no, he simply remains there, scratches the red spot on the neck, on which Atsumu’s handprint quickly forms, and gives only a quiet “ouch” of himself. Atsumu clicks with his tongue before he goes back in saying nothing and looks for an unbroken glass to fill it with water and bring it to his twin before he sits down next to him on the cold floor.

“Drink, you fool… And don’t turn towards me, ya stink like a whole pub.” Says Atsumu, who pushes the glass into his brother’s field of vision, followed by the bag with the sandwich and the headache pills. Osamu looks sceptically at his brother before opening the bag and sees what’s inside. Again, his voice is quiet, broken when he takes the things out, swallows a tablet with the water and starts eating the sandwich.

He looks tired, done with everything. His eyes are red and Atsumu sees that they are slightly swollen. Did he ever see his brother cry? He only knows swollen eyes from you. You only have them when you’ve been crying.

“You want to tell me what happened here?”

“Why are you here, Tsumu? You’re here to see how fucked up I am.”

“Tz, I’m not Suna, okay? Am I mad at you? Hell, yeah. But I’m still here to kick yer ass as your big brother… and also to say told ya! What do you want to do with the alcohol? What about these cigarettes? Do you even know how to smoke? Shit, ya wanna kill yourself because yer ex ran to her old lover again?” Says Atsumu before he takes the bottle and the rest of the cigarettes from his hand and puts them far away from Osamu.

As their hands briefly touch, he feels his brother’s freezing cold. He hasn’t been sitting here for a few hours. Has he been out here since last night?

“So you already know… Are you happy now?” Osamu sighs bitterly, who leans back against the brick wall and looks up at the dark sky before taking the last bite of the sandwich, the only meal he had eaten today.

“I’d be lying if I said no. I told you from the start, but that doesn’t matter right now.” He knew that Watanabe was a false snake, but that she would demolish Osamu’s store like that? At least he thinks it was Watanabe, Osamu will hardly have destroyed everything here himself.

“How long have you been out here?”

“I don’t know what time is it?” Osamu says, who had not looked at his mobile phone since he came into the shop, actually no longer knows where it is.

“Late…” Atsumu replies, wondering what more to say.

“Does Y/n know about everything here?” Osamu wants to know, turns his head slightly to the side. His whole body is numb, much too cold, and he can hardly feel his fingertips, but he hears his heart beating faster. With every beat, he gives his body a new sting just at the thought of you.

Seriously, Atsumu leans backwards, looks at the man next to him a moment before he speaks. “No… She doesn’t know that Watanabe left you… All she knows is that I’m here to check on you. She thinks you have a headache.”

“I see… Hey uh, I’m glad that you two are together… I’m sure you can make her happy, not like me. She definitely deserve better. Good, that it’s you...”

Osamu’s smile is sad, yet somehow honest, at least Atsumu imagines it. If only he knew… He never lied to him when he told him you were just his best friend. He’d rather see you as his little sister, a part of him he wants to protect with all his power.

“We are not a couple, you idiot. Now get up, and let’s go in and sleep a bit… After that, you’re gonna take a shower, start cleaning up the mess, and start thinking about what ya did wrong and how you’re gonna fucking apologize to Y/n. Got that?” Says Atsumu, who gets up and knocks his pants clean.

Confused, Osamu looks at him, can’t quite understand what his brother just said.

“What do you mean, you’re not a couple?”

“Well, just like I said.”

“But the kiss…”

“You mean the one we only shared because Watanabe made me to, for a stupid game? Come now… Or I’ll go in without you.”

For a moment Osamu is relieved, notices his chest relaxing at Atsumu’s words. But the joy doesn’t last long, because what good is it if you two aren’t together? Osamu would never be able to properly apologize for everything he’d done to you. There is no adequate excuse for all this. He had hurt you so much, it would be better for you never to see him again, to live a life without him. You just deserve the best, and that’s not Osamu, he knows.

“There’s no excuse in the world I could give her, Tsumu. I totally screwed up, and that’s an understatement.”

“Maybe it’s too late for a relationship, I don’t fucking know, but it’s not too late for an apology. You, of all people, should know, Samu.” When Atsumu interrupts his sentence, he reaches out to make his brother understand once more that he should rise. Sadly, Osamu looks up, as he silently thanks him and accepts the hand that pulls him up.

Through all the alcohol in him, he staggers, when Atsumu catches him and wants to help him get in while supporting his weight, but instead of following him, Osamu embraces his brother. Something that happens very rarely with the two of them. His embrace is firm, yet he trembles all over his body.

At first Atsumu thinks he’s just cold, but his sniffing tells him that he can’t keep his feelings to himself anymore. Osamu is grateful to his brother. Because even though he should be angry, he’s standing here, stopping him from doing things he might regret later. He’s there for him, even though he didn’t deserve it for a second.

“Thank you”, he says quietly, before feeling Atsumu patting on his back, notices him detaching himself from the embrace and putting Osamu’s arm around his shoulders.

“It’s okay, let’s go in now…” He only replies before he enters the store with him, goes upstairs to the apartment, which fortunately isn’t as devastated as the rest of the store, before he drops him on the sofa in the living room, puts him a glass of water and a handkerchief box on the table, and sits next to him. He’s just sitting there quietly while Osamu melancholy tries to explain what an asshole he was to you and how much too late he realized he loves you.

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[ottiliere]

how do you feel abt people using ur art in edits?

so flattered...I've never seen edits of my art before actually, please show me if you make them haha. though I would kind of prefer if you kept my signature in the image or put another one of my url within the pic somewhere if you erase my shitty handwriting (understandable) because. well. I think about it like this see. edits and art in general will be saved onto phones/computers/tablets at some point and years will pass. years will pass and then people will scroll through their camera rolls and see a piece of art or an edit and go, shit who drew this... I want to see more art of dirk with graphic self-harm scars all over his body... and without the signature within the image itself there is no way to find them and you would just have to put a whole lot of effort into finding this super niche content that you love that could've been avoided if the signature was just included in the first place. this has happened to me so many times before it isn't even funny. like, OG art you can sometimes reverse image search, sure, but you definitely can't do that with edits.

all this to say that my habit of putting a signature on even the shittiest low-effort drawings is a way to establish a practical web archive directory that will work even in 2030+.

[eroticcannibal]

Hey Risu I think ud have some sound advice about this... I want to learn to draw n be an artist (digitally) but my brain screams when I try cos I'm new n not good at all and idk how to counteract the brain so I can draw shitty things until I get good.... It's hard to have fun when my brain is saying I'm shit and should quit :( Any advice? (I love ur art on ur art blog BTW... Ur art is good but like, not what I'm used to seeing and it's kinda nice to see how a hobby artist art looks cos I'm so used to more professional artists who take comms on twitter)

I was thinking of doing some of my shitty art to song lyrics (they're some of my fav, I draw my ocs in some sort of pose and then slap the lyrics on top in fancy font text or write it on my drawing tablet by hand) - and just don't care how bad it looks but I'm unsure if I can get my brain to not scream at me for not being enough long enough to do it :(

Any advice would be nice <3 p.s. My art is so bad it's like a kid trying to draw (derogatory but only at me) n I don't really have anyone in my life for support cos if it's not good they don't care :/// (well I have one friend, he's also a hobbyist as well, rarely draws cos he has the same issue of not being good and perfect type deal)

Oh hey its how I feel about my art 24/7 (and how most artists do!) So I will run u through all the things I find helpful

Listen. Brains are little bitches, ok? They LIE. They are MEAN. You need to practice telling ur brain to shut up. Like "hey, thats not fucking nice, I'm not listening to u until u have something helpful to say!" And its hard, cus its you, but with practice it gets easier to ignore ur brain being on one. Treat it like a toddler who is kicking off and calling u mean names cus u won't give it chocolate. "Thats nice dear im busy with my art". Like u gotta remember, for anyone trying to get started with art, it looks like a kid trying to draw because that's when most people stopped drawing. Same with any other skill u stop in childhood. My kid struggled so much with handwriting due to being ND that it switched to typing and guess what? Still has the handwriting u would expect from a small child. Because it stopped writing as a small child. I have the coordination with running and throwing of a young kid cus thats when I stopped doing sports. People who stop reading books young will find it harder to read books for an older audience. U do those kiddy drawings, do lots of them, you WILL get better.

Another thing. Heres a secret. For every artist, the majority of what they produce is shit. No really, all of them. Not just the crap you have to produce to git gud, but like, every amazing piece of art you have seen has like at least 5 fucked up sketches that got scrapped. Whole bits of painting that got covered up. All art is made up of mistakes and fuck ups. And even if u are sat there going wow this is perfect! The artist is DYING because they can see a hundred little mistakes that u cant. Art is all about perspective and honestly the perspective of the artist is the worst one. We are too familiar with the details to see our art for what it really is.

The thing that helped me most tho was when I went to art museums in Paris. I saw so much "good" art and im like. OK. This is technically good I guess? But it was kinda meh. The museum of modern art was the most disappointing cus, and listen I stan modern art ok there was some good shit in there, but there was a fucking rack of skis. Someone gone bought some skis and put them away and thats art. Hello? Oh someone painted some squares and came up with some deep meaning and im meant to be impressed. And then I go outside for a fag and I open tumblr and see some crappy 2 minute MSpaint vent art and u know what? It made me fucking feel. It make me feel like NOTHING in that museum had. Who is fucking deciding what "good" art is? I dont remember being consulted! I dont think I fucking agree that "good" art is good! I think shit art is good! Some fucking ship art scribbles has more meaning for me than the fucking mona Lisa, yknow?

And then I went to an exhibit of Picasso's sketches and doodles. Napkins with little scribbles on and shit. And they were so normal. Nothing impressive. And it was wonderful. I've done better sketches! I promise u u have done better than some of that stuff. Honestly so many artists aren't even "better", they're just successful. And idk but I think success is a poor way to measure arts worth.

There is a genuine magic to a hobby artist just. Doodling what makes them happy. Not for money, not for fame, not for skill, just because they want to. Art for arts sake, yknow?

Also I understand it can be very hard to share ur work but I would encourage u to do so with ppl u trust to give u fair feedback. Feel free to send me what u make I will be more than happy to tell u how great it is

[samsspambox]

lUCAS PEARCE HAS THE SHITTIEST HANDWRITING I JUST KNOW IT

most stem people have shitty writhing, that's just how it is. i say this as a stem person lmaoo like look me in the eye and tell me bioengineer lucas pearce is not a stem person i dare you

listen,, the people at the NSB fucking HATE when luke has to turn in some type of paperwork because his writing looks like god damn tilted chicken scratch. the paper is at a 45 degree angle when he writes. it's a nightmare.

like i know technology is a thing and it's 2030 why do we need paper but luke probably has a stylus and writes in his answers. or maybe the NSB really like their paper copies.

agent one, looking through a pile of folders: hey, did agent pierce turn in his paperwork yet?

agent two, smoking a cigarette: god i hope not.

agent one: ??? wHAT???

agent two: you're new here, aren't you?

agent one: yeah, what does that have to do with anything? oh i found it, let's just— oh. i am suddenly jared, 19.

luke probably has to take his time to write shit that is legible. you can look at a paper and find the exact moment luke goes "fuck this i'm tired" and you just see tHE WORDS TILT.

marius, king of pretty notes™️ has gifted luke a printed sticky note machine bc mANS CANNOT READ HIS HANDWRITING FOR SHIT AND IT AGGRAVATES HIM TO NO END.

i feel like luke has a habit of leaving a lot of sticky notes on things just so he remembers the stuff he has to do but sometimes even he can't read his own handwriting. luke only uses the sticky note machine when he leaves notes for others, which is a win for the NXX.

luke realizes that it's a thing tho so whenever he wants to be a little shit™️ he'll just not use the machine. to be fair tho most of the time he uses his tablet to do things. he just likes sticky notes.

[zhongart]

Have a shitty tutorial

You can finally see my terrible handwriting!  This is the first thing I’ve done with my new tablet and art program.  I had to switch, I guess my tablet takes to mush computing power to run Krita at the same time.

Anyway, Medibang is pretty good so far- has a lean layout with customization options, the possibility of forced fade (when you don’t have pressure sensitivity, it tapers the lines for you), and you can even folder layers!  It opens with a few ads, but you just close them and it’s fine.  I cannot have anything else open at the same time, though...  But it’s worth it to be able to sketch digitally again.