#I have the eye color on a seperate layer

[once-delight]

Another sneak peak of my Armand painting! I finished both eyes today and made them EXTREMELY wet and babygirl as you can see. Only need to finish the flowers, and then the hair and the shirt. If you can recognise the flower, albeit in it’s unfished state, you are a genius. If you read a lot of Devil’s Minion fanfic on Ao3 you might even already know what fic inspired this piece, otherwise you have to wait for the finished reveal!

I had to tweak both the shade of the flowers and Armand’s eyes to get them to meet in the middle and match as it’s said they do in the fic, but hush, it’s such cute symbolism in the story I had to cheat!

[alwaysoc]

This is the first Corpse Party OC I'd like to show off, here's Riko Saruwatori! She's for Dead Patient, so if you haven't played it there will be *slight* spoilers.

How she was drawn on paper (needed to separate the possible expressions and body+face because I end up screwing up the face when I draw on top of it... I'll need to practice getting over that)

Here's her body and face when digitally drawn, I'm not gonna claim it's the best, but it could be worse. It's good for someone that hasn't touched digital drawing in around 2 years, lol

Took me forever to find the English layout of the card layout.

Anyway, about Riko:

Design:

Riko is a 5'7 young girl below average weight with light blonde hair, resembling the jasmine she's named after (Riko meaning jasmine-child with certain kanji). Her hair is short, so that it won't get yanked on by her little brother, Kentaro, when she gives him piggyback rides. She also has deep emerald eyes that resemble her father's.

Personality

Riko loves to explore and find out new things and new places, adoring the quiet (or not-so-quiet, depending on if she brought her little brother) forest walks next to her home.

However, ever since her parents divorced (after an unfortunate accident involving her falling from a tree) her mother moved closer to the city, causing her to enjoy walks like that less than ever before. She has also recently become more timid and unsure of herself. Being less-social and overall making little contributions to group activities, becoming more indecisive by the day, and letting others take the lead.

Something that hasn't seemed to change, however, is her protectiveness towards her 11 year old brother. In fact, after the separation, it seemed to have strengthened considerably.

Story Integration

You'd find her in Dead Patient, in the 1st Chapter, in the normal ending. After Ayame encounters her nametag in the Locked Puzzle Room (via Ritsuko giving it to her), and after Ayame encounters Tomohisa freaking out.

Riko is running away from a walking corpse, screaming, "THEY CAN REVIVE THEMSELVES!?" Ayame, being too lawful-good for her own self-preservation, helps Riko. Riko gives Ayame a brief thank-you before telling her and Ritsuko to look away for a moment. They do so as the screen fades to black, while the graphic sounds of cutting and ripping something apart can be heard.

The screen goes back to normal as Ayame sees that Riko tore apart the zombie's head from its shoulders with a scalpel she apparently "found" in one of the rooms earlier. Riko tells the two that it's to try to ensure the zombies don't come back to life.

Ayame tells Riko about the check-in card that seemed to belong to her. Riko seems to panic for a moment before asking for it back, Ayame obliges and gives it to Riko. Riko thanks her and joins the party.

Once the group gets to the door Tomohisa was seemingly running away from, Riko decides to stick outside, while Ayame and Ritsuko go in.

Once the door shuts and the two on the other side are locked in, Riko tries her best to get the door to budge, along with Ritsuko on the other side, but there's no progress until Ayame defeats the hulking zombie inside.

After Ayame and Ritsuko finally get out, with two new members added to the party, Riko introduces herself to them, and follows along, trying to find and get through the exit.

[overtaken-stream]

Chrollo Lucilfer.. the devil himself

0bserve And C0nnect

Chrollo Lucilfer x F!Hunter!Reader

I'm truly sorry to the person who requested the plot because I've lost the original request, so I have been going off on this from my memory! I deeply apologize! Also it's been a long time since I have watched hxh so if this seems ooc I'm sorry for that too!

Summary: The man feels both familiar and unknown, as if he exists in the space between memories and the midnight, his effortless charm draws you in so that just a single word from him sends you spiraling into a chasm beyond madness, beyond reason—into a place where no words can truly capture what you feel.

Warnings: incorrect mechanical stuff, mild tempering of memories, untidiness.

The door makes a clicking sound as you jammed the key into the keyway, twisting it and opening the gate to the comfort of your own house. Your legs tremble as you step inside the abandoned apartment. Every breath you take is loud in the stillness of the room, like the melodies of bugs in the company of the midnight sky. The planks creak under your weight as you slowly make your way toward the bedroom, if one might call it that. You don't often see the familiar tears of dull wallpaper. Each room is devoid of a human presence. Your absence let the thin layer of dust cover each surface your eyes can see. It's not your main source of worry. The untidiness does not compare to your most shameful traits.

Quiet drips continue to fall on the metal sink, unbeknownst to your consciousness.

Nudging the door open, you're met with the sight of a mattress tossed on the ground, dented in a place where one might sit, the color worn away, just as you'd left it.

On top of it rests a closed piece of technology, a futile computer and you barely take in the sight of a tiny Ladybug USB tossed unconcernedly, the haze of liqour still in your system. The blanket is on the floor, soaking in the liquid leaking from a place only you could find it. Its clear base covering the wooden floor boards.

To anyone else it's a mess they couldn't find the beggining or the end of, to you it's a masterpiece that ever was.

Countless wires lead from it to a wall opposite the bed, and the quiet hum of hard disks and fans fills the air.

You move to sluggishly grab the USB and then take careful steps towards one of the two brains that the computer holds, remaining mindful of the wires you wouldn't want to pull. You've done this innumerable times, to the point that you can do it with your eyes closed. Perhaps a reason for this habit is the fact that ever since you built it you've never tried to move anything out of place.

No amount of intoxication can make you forget the layout of this room.

The soles of your shoes stick to the ground so everytime you take a step you can't help but grimace at the obnoxious and the disgusting sound of two different surfaces seperating.

Drip.

You get in an awkward crouching position next to the core, sticking the USB between the wall and the massive fan inside, your hands instinctively find the hidden opening.

The design of your masterpiece does not need eyes for the builder to use. The hidden crevices between metal and deadly operating systems are your playground, unlike someone who might try something.

Plugging in the USB, you sigh out the air you were withholding.

Drip.

You slugglishly make your way over to where the makeshift screen is, instructing and letting the information be sucked out and stored in the USB.

All it needs is a minute now.

Drip.

You've always known what led you to work in this profession, work in a field next to Hunters and the bottom of the barrel alike.

Every job has it's pros and cons. It just so happened that the upside to being an info-broken is the financial side, a river of money that never truly slows down and only continues forward, info-brokers such as you have to catch each banknote with a rod and a hook.

If you take a gamble you might even be able to pull out a cash strip if you're lucky.

For some, the risk of losing a livelihood is a horrifying thought, and they can't be blamed for disagreeing with the gray morality and equal exchange of this world. For you, though, the risk and money are different sides of the same golden coin.

So why don't people try their luck for once in their miserable lives?

You can't be intimidated by a couple of eyes that follow and observe your every movement, not now anyway. Years ago, you got used to them pretty quickly, made the uncomfortable gazes your turf. You won't be intimidated.

What you're doing now is just speeding up the job, wishing for it to end quickly before the case got too out of your hands.

Drip.

Many long for your sufforage, however they could never murder a valuable source of information such as you.

Including whoever was it that followed you in the bar an hour or so ago.

Drip.

You never seem ready during these situations.

A soft beep makes you snap out from the screen, making your way over to the side and unplugging the USB you let the red colored technology rest in your palm, your eyes squeezing shut as you tightly grip it's surface. You can only hope that the protection the insect symbolizes graces you and the machine you've built.

Listening to the quiet hum of the machine, mouthing along with its robotic voice as it bids you farewell.

"M. O.

N. S.

T. E.

R. at youur servii-ce."

Multi-brained Omnipresent Network System, your masterpiece.

You need a window for your next step.

(It's tough outpacing polished criminals in this day and age.)

Walking out of the room and into the kitchen, listening to the stomach-twisting noise comings from the sticky oil on your shoes, you grab at the handle, pulling back the glass and setting the tiny machine on the glass.

pressing one of the digits on a singular black dot on the USB, you watch as it snaps its wings out of hiding before softly flying to its destination.

It's only a harmless little Ladybug now.

The tap drips as you drag your feet to a wooden chair, the sound echoing in your mind. Now in an almost sober state, you sit down on it with a groan like that of an elderly man. A sigh leaves your lips as your head tilts back toward the ceiling, where the damp patches are still visible. How is it that the neighbor above still hasn't had their pipes fixed, despite it being the subject of complaints for almost a decade before your visits to this apartment became rare?

You'll have to move soon, judging from how much Jenny's one job can get you—maybe a comfortable three-bedroom apartment for you and all the extra projects you can't bring yourself to deem useless. It would be hell to reconnect MONSTER, or to rebuild it in a different house.

"Such a hassle..." Your eyes remain half-closed, the invisible mist of sleepiness overcomes your being.

(This ordeal is no joke. It would have elicited a reaction from you and left you agasp at the hands of those who watched you today, if only you weren't so drained and surrendered to laziness.)

That is, if your goddess of luck blesses you with another day to live after this encounter... Your choice to bring a double aged sword to a gun fight is a miscalculation that makes you regret ever trying the Hunters exam in the first place.

Drip.

Perhaps this is the worst decision you've made, no this is definitely the worst decision you've made. Letting in an unknown man in your house who claims to be called by your neighbor to check out the broken pipes and practically dig your own grave has never felt this stretched out nor this mentally draining.

(Build Yourself A House Out Of Straw)

You're left to watch his back as he meddles with the pipes under the tap. He's built for agility and strength, muscles showing for moments as he moves his arms and therefore flexes his shoulder. He is no pipefitter.

And you are no fool.

Leaning against the entrance with your arms crossed, you answer any questions he may have, keeping your responses brief and tight-lipped under his hidden sidelong glance. The way he talks is interesting, his expressions are unshackled as he touches on the topic of your neighbor.

"How long has this been going on? The leak is quite bad."

"For a while." You haven't been living here, and there's not a single timeline in this universe where your lazy neighbor actually called someone to fix his pipes, and what are the chances that you happened to be in your house when the plumber knocked on the door. The coincidences aren't believable.

He is natural, a professional at his job. Any unsuspecting prey may fall into his trap without even knowing it was there in the first place. He is ordinary to the point of suspicion. He is unnatural.

Thieves aren't known for their patience; you're dealing with someone worse. There's a chance you've already interacted with him, though your gut tells you that you might not have been on the same side.

Your hooded eyes watch as he stands to his feet, turns toward you, and lets you get a good look at his face. The black eyes and dark hair would do him well to blend in with the shadows. The clothes seem ordinary and well-maintained, the kind that no one truly likes to wear. His facial features are as sharp as his jaw, captivating for maidens such as you.

"Would you mind if I take a look at the bathroom?" You squint at the thick wraps around his forehead. Familiar, very familiar. Attractive too.

"Sure." Was any effort put in a disguise?

You're not sure of the reason he'd want to see your bathroom, but what do you have to lose? That room ain't anything special.

You hear his footsteps following as you turn and lead the way. His lack of reaction to the untidiness is another suspicious behavior.

"Have you not been in the house, miss?" You stop in the hallway, lightly turning your head until his face is visible. The man who gave you the probably-false name remains unbothered, unjudgemental despite his question. He seems to be thinking, eyes pointing downwards as he silently follows.

"No, I haven't." You continue to trudge along the familiar walls. He is as quiet as a cat, his footsteps making no noise, similar to the paws of a calculating feline, his eyes ghost over and soak in everything in view. He remains behind you, out of sight.

The man lowers his gaze to a single door that you didn’t bat an eye at, passing by it without breaking your stride. The smell of oily odor is stronger now that he is closer to the source. It’s incredible how you don’t seem to be in hiding. He quickly returns his gaze to your back, he no longer needs to arouse any more suspicion, so he keeps up with you.

The smell is nostalgic, reminding him of the unpleasantness that clings to him and that place from the past. It seems that you are used to the metallic odor, no doubt, spending time with such technology does that to a person, numbing their valuable senses so these meager details. If you knew him, truly had him memorized, prioritized, you would not have opened the door. You would have slipped through the window and ended up in his hands all the same.

The troupe left no way for you to evade him.

There's only one word to describe a man such as him: beautiful. Beautiful in a way one might consider a dark, chilling forest, or a black-feathered crow that brings a bad omen with the flap of its wings. Similar to a redback spider, his beauty is poisonous. His bite is worse than his bark, his venom makes you sweat at the red wound and spill your pain along with your sanity. He possesses all the charm and resources needed to ensnare his victims, leaving them helpless in his web of deceit.

(Let It Be Blown Away By A Wolf)

His beauty is alluring, much like elements of nature that can captivate yet harm. It makes you salvate, the itch that his unassuming clothes leave is impossible to ignore. On the surface, he is naught but a simple worker, one who wishes to get paid quickly as he twist the pipes and steps away from the source of his curiosity hidden behind a washed down door. You're sure he must have his assumptions, however the man doesn't act on it. It's the only fact that gives you some security under his observing gaze.

He's good at hiding in plain sight.

It's exhausting just waiting for him to come out.

You've never been a good host to the guests anyway.

Thieves can only uphold a half-assed disguise for so long before curiosity will get the best of them.

It's unclear even to you whether you expected to be locked in the bathroom. You know that a thief's fingers are nimble and light, it wouldn't take much for him to lock the door handle behind you and disappear into the smoke. They would buy time for whatever crime they're planning to commit. Besides, it's not like you own anything luxurious, except MONSTER. But even then, its system doesn't have gold and emeralds embedded inside, not to mention that you programmed the network to be understood only by you. Whatever information he might be after won't be found because, first, you haven't gathered it, and second, the network isn't designed to retain any digital information for this exact reason.

(And Watch It Be Burned)

If he's not after any information, well, MONSTER is made of junk from that horrid place. You had to rebuild and redesign any purchased parts to avoid raising suspicion. Overall, MONSTER doesn't cost much (technically, it shouldn't cost any money), but if the man decides to destroy it for whatever reason, you wouldn't be too affected. Its messy blueprints are safe and sound somewhere far from this apartment, the heartache would only come from the time you spent building your masterpiece.

But no, he doesn't make his move yet, only staring and meddling with the pipes present, forcing the stillness and anxious mood onto you.

You try not to look too intensely at his face, half hidden by the hair and the bandages on his forehead. It's quite a ridiculous detail that makes him stand out, it makes you think that maybe you are still somewhat drunk, otherwise why would you want to speak more to this beast in here's den?

"Those bandages." He hums in acknowledgement and you can't hold back your smirk, so instead your hand comes up to hide it away.

"You slipped and hit your head or something?"

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't." His tone was... Unnaturally lighthearted.

Perhaps you were the one who slipped and hit your head, because this is no place for jokes.

Your eyes glance at the forgotten place, swiftly moving to the mirror before the man moves to stand.

You have to give him credit, because in the aftermath that lasted for only a second, the weak shield you've put up shatters as if it never existed.

He holds the door open before lightly bowing.

"Ladies first." And you turn your back to him, there's no going back now.

There's a sense of dread as you wake, your mind immediately going haywire, searching for the last moments as if the memories have slipped through your fingers as you tried to grasp them. An itch crawls beneath your skin, and the goosebumps make it uncomfortable for you to stand on the thick oil coating the floor.

(Into Ashes)

"Are you aware that the neighbors below have been complaining about a mysterious liquid leaking from this room for quite some time?"

No. No, you are not aware, because you haven't been living here.

The man in front of you has his back turned, staring at your masterpiece, captivated by its brilliance. Yet, despite this, his commanding presence holds your attention, stealing the answers from your mind.

"Such work you've put into this. Neither my abilities nor Shalnark have been able to figure it out."

You can’t see clearly through the numb feeling settling in your gut. You can’t tell if he's caressing the screen or even looking at it—his presence in this room is too confusing, almost as if he doesn't belong.

"Tell me how did you do it?" You try not to get hang up on his tone.

You can't help but feel pride at his fascination. After all this time, you finally have the satisfaction of someone else complimenting your life's work. It brings a feeling beyond euphoria—a sensation like standing in the sunset, letting its warmth wash over you before the sunshine disappears for hours. It's the peace of sitting on a balcony after a long day of research, gazing at the hanging constellations in the dark blue sky.

You search for an answer, your tongue swiping across the inside of your cheek. Yet, as his torso turns toward you, your mind fixates on one thing, or maybe a couple of things, the slick dark hair, the orb earrings framing his long face, and the tattoo of a cross—an unusual detail you wouldn’t find on the average person. His sense of fashion isn't impressive, but his captivating physique makes up for it. Lastly, your eyes linger on his mouth, the corners tilted upward in a quiet smile as he waits for your answer. His smile, you'd say, is beautiful.

"How did I do it?" you repeat, but he doesn't confirm.

"... Why don't I..." Your tongue tastes iron as you swallow nervously, flustering you further. Your heartbeat quickens as you open your mouth again.

He seems like the kind of man who would enjoy a cup of tea.

"Inform you of that... on a date?" You can tell he wasn’t expecting it. No normal person would expect such a question at this moment, though he shows no visible surprise.

"I'll tell you everything about it."

You eyes gloss over a crushed red bug held between his middle finger and his thumb.

Covering your red cheeks becomes the priority.

[theriverbeyond]

can we hear about your gideon eyes tinfoil hat theory 🥺 i love to think unhinged thoughts

THANK YOU FOR ASKING also i had an entire essay typed up for you and tumblr lost the draft. apologies because this re-do is Definitely Worse

my unhinged theory is this: Gideon has, and has always had, a fragment of Alecto's soul inside her, that lay somewhat dormant until it was "activated" by Harrow consuming her soul (and thereby also consuming the Alecto fragment).

bear with me: we know Harrow began to be haunted when a fragment of Alecto escaped into Harrow when she kissed her in the tomb at age 10. Harrow's individual fragment wasn't enough for the Body-vision to have sentience OR for her to, as a child, be sending out "I'm here!" signals that were trackable by the other RBs, so they were basically just hanging out.

HOWEVER. when Harrow ate Gideon's soul, two things happenened: 1) Alecto/The Body started speaking to her, protecting her, gained enough coherence to eventually becoming Nona, etc and 2) Harrow became a becon for the RBs, specifically Number 7, who immediately turned towards her to make a beeline to the Mithraeum.

This makes me think that Lyctorhood "activated" the Alecto-fragment in a certain way, and it makes sense to ME that the trigger would be that fragment getting bigger, via Harrow taking up Gideon's soul (including whatever fragments Gideon herself was carrying)

"evidence" (wild speculating) for Gideon having Alecto's soul under the cut!

1. the gold eyes

in these books, eye color is explicitly linked to what soul is in what body. this is a heavily important plot mechanic throughout every single book - it feels "off" for Gideon's eye color to be the ONLY time in the entire series where eye color means "genetics" and not "soul".

Gideon does not have a normal human eye color. the color is described as like an egg yolk & gold coins, and no human eye color reaches even close. This is further evidenced by how when Augustine and Mercymorn saw Gideon in Harrow's eyes, they thought Alecto had woken up. pre-NtN, this made more sense as The Body was assumed by the fandom to look somewhat like Harrow. post-NtN, we know that Harrow and Alecto looked *absolutley* nothing alike, and therfore these eyes are not fucking normal, they're weird enough that if you see them you automatically assume "8 ft tall Barbie Doll Alecto Woke Up" even when the body you are presented with is 5 foot nothing with black hair.

"Lipochrome... recessive" does not make sense even for the most basic understanding of genetics, which I am assuming is what is happening here - eye color genetics can get really complicated but colloquial understanding is that recessive genes present themselves when BOTH parents are carriers. John had gold eyes because Alecto chose him, but.... how would Wake be a carrier for what is basically Alecto's stigmata? it makes NO sense for Wake to be a carrier of the Alecto-specific, egg yolk kind of eyes

2. the emission

John and Alecto's souls are inherently linked. rather than being two seperate souls, they are more like two parts of continuous whole -- John hid himself in Alecto, and he hid Alecto in him. it's not even two puzzle pieces they are just layered over and continuous with each other

John, then, would very reasonable "pass on" a part of Alecto when he, ah. well. you know. blew a big load.

maybe the Holy Emission carried soul fragments, is what I'm saying

3. the two hander

Occam's razor posits that Gideon likes the two hander and is good at it because she is cool and buff and it was the option presented to her. BUT!!!

Nona instinctivly knows how to hold a two handed sword. Alecto has a greatsword with her in the tomb. Gideon uses a two hander. idk makes u think!!

[sokkastyles]

Zutara Month Day 4: Ashes

Nights in the Ember Island house were spent in the large central room, bedrolls spread out around the ornate hearth. There were enough rooms in the house that they could have all had their own bedroom, but without anybody saying anything, they had all seemed to silently agree to stay together. The adjoining rooms were all full of years of dust, anyway, and no one really felt comfortable enough about sleeping in the Firelord's bed. Katara also noticed that Zuko seemed somewhat defensive of those parts of the house, despite his generosity in taking them all here to stay.

She still hadn't quite figured Zuko out, although each day since they had returned, she felt like she'd discovered another piece of the puzzle. It had begun to feel like a game, discovering which pieces went where, and what sort of picture they would make at the end.

It had been late, and something had woken her, some small movement or sound. She scanned the room, and saw one of the bedrolls twisting, heard a cry, and then the dim glow of Zuko's hands summoning flame as if to ward off an intruder.

She'd crossed the room before she realized what she was doing, her own hands wreathed in water from the basin, and she knelt, curling her fingers around Zuko's lighted fists. He was sitting up in bed, staring at her with wide, but unseeing eyes. Steam rose from their joined hands in the darkened silence. No one else was awake. Zuko turned his head, blinked, then looked back at her, the terror that had been there before giving way to shame, then anger. He wrenched his hands away from her and stalked off into the deeper part of the house.

Katara glanced briefly back at the others, still in their beds, before following.

Zuko had entered a room at the end of the hallway. She found him sitting on the bed in what looked to have been a child's bedroom. Layers of dust coated shelves lined with seashells, paper dragons, books and other toys, and a collection of smooth sea glass organized by size and color.

His left side was facing her, and she spoke softly before approaching. "Zuko?"

He turned towards her, the left eye squinted and out of focus, but the right one was rimmed in red, as if he had been crying.

Since he didn't run away again, she took that as an invitation to sit down next to him on the bed. She could feel him trembling slightly next to her, but he didn't move away, and his body began to relax at her presence. Katara was startled to discover that she could almost hear his heartbeat slowing, though they sat with a few inches between them. She had been noticing that, lately, ever since she had bloodbent again, and for some reason she seemed to notice it around Zuko most of all.

Finally he spoke, staring at the collection of child's things on the shelves, not at her.

"I...he burned you. All of you. In my dream. Every single one of you. Dead, everyone. All to ash." Zuko swallowed and still didn't look at her. "He made me watch."

"Zuko..." Katara carefully put a hand on his arm, ready to pull away if he did, but he didn't. Zuko turned to look at the hand, his gaze still avoiding hers, but there was something about the way his heartbeat jumped slightly when she had touched him.

"Just promise me," he said, his voice a quiet rasp, "promise me that we'll stop him."

"We will," she said, and her voice was more certain than she felt, but she wanted to give him this, at least, in this moment, and he finally looked up at her, and his hand moved to cover hers where it still rested on his arm. His eyes met hers, and he nodded slightly, his heartbeat still doing that odd little dance, but it wasn't out of fear this time, and Katara knew that he didn't doubt her, and she knew that she would never doubt him, ever again.

Zuko stood up and walked back down the hallway to join the others, and she followed him, gazing back at him once more after they had both returned to their seperate bedrolls, and saw him lying with his back to her, his chest rising and falling gently with his breathing, and she thought about what it had felt like to feel his heart in that moment, to hold it in her hands, to be there with him in that secret room of his childhood, with its paper dragons and its books, and she felt as if she was holding Zuko, somehow, an odd thought that stayed with her as she drifted off to sleep.

[elviraaxen]

elvira, i am begging and pleading for a tutorial on a how you jUST MADE THAT NEEDLE-FELT ALBIN (or recommendations on tutorials elsewhere, no actual pressure, im just being dramatic and silly lol) HOLY SHIT, YOU DID SO GOOD, CONGRATULATIONS!!

AIUUGH I should've read this earlier I just started on Donna and am almost finished with her face, and didn't take any progress pics!! 😫

I'm really flattered you like my Albin!!! Unfortunately I made Albin like I do most things; sorta dive head first and figure it out as I go so unfortunately I don't have much to offer besides looking up basic tutorials on needle felting :'D

BUT apart from that, I have learned these things on my own:

ARMATURE:

- use thick aluminum wire for the base and stainless steel to hold it together and for the fingers.

- if you're making a skinny guy like Albin, make the arms, legs, and neck only one wire thick, or else it'll be bumpy.

- make the limbs longer than you think you'll need, you can always cut them down to make them shorter

- Sculpt the head, hands and shoes separately and add thembto the body once finished! It's too hard to do them all on one doll.

FELTING:

- The head takes the longest bc shaping the ball just takes... Ages...., and if you're making lots of little details like eyebrows, eyes, nose, and ears, it's easier to sculpt them seperately and attach onto the head

- use a heat gun to melt down little stray fibres if you want a smoother look

- to get the little needle holes out after felting, rub the surface or wet felt it. Caution as it may shrink if you do!

- I wet felted almost anything that was small. Albins hair tufts are wet felted and then glued onto bent pins and stuck into his head. His hands are also wet felted directly over the hand armature.

- Once you've finished felting, you can dilute Elmer's glue with one part water and lightly brush a thin layer all over the doll, it'll prevent fibres from unraveling and is great for keeping hair styles in place! (Albin's hair is so much glue it's basically a helmet lmao)

CLOTHES:

- make mockups.... Like four or five different ones.... And you will still mess up

- if you're gluing, use contact cement or e6000 (toxic! Use respirator, gloves, and open window!!), not hot glue or all purpose glue... It doesn't work 🥺

- stretch polyester fabric is your friend!! You can scorch the edges to keep it from fraying and stretched fabrics are more easily put over the doll.

- for shoes and accessories I recommend making a clay called cold porcelain. I used polymer clay and it was really hard to get details down and it cracked! Cold porcelain you might already have the materials for if you have corn starch and Elmer's glue.

- for impossibly small clothing details, you can sculpt them instead using watered down glue and cotton balls!! Use a paint brush with glue on it to pick up a piece of cotton and smooth it down onto the figure. Once dried you have a somewhat moveable but solid piece of clothing that can even be painted! I'm thinking of doing this for Ricky's hat for example!

THINGS I WANT TO TRY:

- twist ties for fingers! Idk I just think they might work well 🤔 free, easily bent but never breaks (?) and protected from moisture!

- dyeing wool with fabric dye, I don't have colors for any of the other characters!! I need to try!

- plush bodies for the bigger dolls (Ricky and Lune, bc felting THAT much will kill my hands

[serial-designation-vee]

was planning to finish that sketch earlier as a surprise attack but as of recent news i dont really feel like finishing it anymore so... heres it partly colored!

and if anyone wants to color it in like a coloring page, heres the lineart (the glasses are on a seperate layer so now theyre just floating there lol)

go crazy go stupid have fun with it

// It's adorable!! I'd color it but my coloring is always super flat so I don't think I'd do your art style any justice lol //

// Haha look at her silly dizzy eyes /vpos //

[darksoul6444]

Haiiiii friend!!!!! :D

If I may ask, what's your drawing process like? I've seen your speedpaints, but I do wonder what layer types you use and such :P

Sure ^^

I made the last post i made as a speedpaint. For it to be a example :0

First of all I'm using IbisPaint

1. Sketch

Just making general sketch how I would like it to be etc.

Here I just made one 1 but sometimes I made sketch on sketch if the first one is too messy.

2. Sketch Flat colors

Making seperate layer and coloring the sketch

3. Checking proportions

I'm not doing that much always. Usually just checking if everything is alright and if it's not moving with liquify pen. Here I did a bit more. I made another layer painted on everything in red and then moved everything.

4. Setting lightning on sketch.

Now I'm setting lightning on sketch to visualise and reused some of the lightning layers later.

1 layer multiply.

I choose the main color for the lightning. Here was dark blue. So I made whole canva that color. Set it to multiply. (Idk how much % I set here because later I merge layers) I usually set layers opacity here like 15%-50%. To be honest it depends. Just lower the opacity.

1 add layer

I made main yellow lightning from the lantern. Set it to add. Lower the layer opacity.

5. Merging sketch layers

I merge sketch and sketch flat colors layers together. And lower opacity.

6. Sometimes lineart i guess??? Sometimes fuck lineart and colors

Usually i turn off layers from nr 4 here

I really hate lineart so I'm not always making it :3

Here really depends if my sketch is really clean. (They usually not)

If they are:

I overpaint on it make it clean. In someplaces making lineart to some elements from scratch. (Here example eyes.)

If they are not but lineart is in a huge focus:

I just make lineart

Pain

If they are not but it's not a huge focus:

I use a brush with outline

Really depends but I usually mixing those 3 steps

And ofc doing flat color

7. Setting down the atmosphere ?

I turn on nr 4 layers which are lightning.

Here if I like i add more multiply and add layers if I want.

And adding things

It really depends to be honest

Here I added some leaves

To not make them the main point of focus I blured them. Filters in ibispaint -> Blur -> Gaussian blur

8. Lightning

Add layer on add layer on add layer....

Multiply layer on multiply layer on multiply layer....

To be honest this is the best explanation because I used add and multiply like crazy. Depend but here I had at least 5 add layers and at least 7 multiply.

But let's try disassemble steps.

Main add layer:

Main lightning for example here tips of the fingers. I use almost white like yellow but not white.

Another add layer:

Under the main add layer I use 20% airbrush (btw this is the main brush which I use a lot). Set it to add. It's to make less hard edges. I think you can see on hair the best.

Multiply layers:

I made multiply layer and make everything darker. I usually use dark blue or purple. If the lightning is more daylike i use dark red.

If something is not dark enough I just made another multiply and use a bit darker color then before. Later if not enough do it again and again.

Other add layers:

If i'm not satisfied with lightning so far. I add some yellow with 20% airbrush. Just like multiply do it again until it's alright.

9. Lightning part 2 elements

If I had some elements for example here leaves.

I duplicate layer with them. Choose the layer which is under the other one.

Filters in ibis -> Adjust color -> Black and white

Usually making it black with it but there are some situations when I use white.

It's just for the shadow

Next after making it black move the layer a bit. Lower the opacity.

10. Merging everything

11. Having fun with filters

Here there should be just 1 layer. Duplicate.

Blur:

Choose the layer above.

Filters -> Blur -> Gaussian Blur

Set the opacity on 5%-10‰ something like that

Now duplicate the first layer again (not the blur one) if I said duplicate later I mean the same layer

Noise:

Now u should have 3 layers. Choose 2 one.

Filters -> Artistic -> Noise

Adjust and lower the opacity

Duplicate 1 layer again

Gradation map:

Filters -> Adjust color -> Gradation map

Set the map u like. Here I used yellow, purple one. Mostly I use the basic one which is red blue.

Set the layer to overlay and lower the opacity

Not everyone has gradation map. Parallel gradiation is a great alternatve. It's in draw section.

Those are the usually 3 I use everytime. But mostly I'm just playing with it and checking what's best.

The other ones which I sometimes use: Anime background, glitch, chromatic abberation, retro game, bloom, stained glass.

And it's the same for those like with gradation map

Set overlay and lower the opacity

As you can see in a speedpaint here I struggle to choose xd

12. Merging

Merge everything again

13. Playing with brushes

Here I choose some brush and add finishing toches

Sometimes i add some dots, sparkles etc.

Depending on what I do I set the brush layer on add, multiply, overlay, screen, hard light or soft light.

Sometimes I also use glitch or chromatic abberation on the brush layer.

Here is a example in speedpaint.

I used rain like? I guess brush. Set add. Filters -> Artistic -> chromatic abberation. Duplicate layer. Set the one below to blur. And that's how I made the efect. Erase with 20% eraser the ones which are to bright.

14. Finished ^^

I think i explain everything

At least I hope so

Anyway thanks for the ask have a great day ^^

[wasyago]

sorry to bother but i have a few questions! curious if you ever used other art programs besides sai and more about art things

- have you ever used sai 2? i think its still being refined

- whats your art program “progression” if you ever used a program before sai exactly, like ex: ibispaint -> fire alpaca -> sai

- are you a many layers artist with a seperate lineart layer and color each individual spots like skin, hair, eyes and etc in different layers? or do you combine the lineart and colors and just paint over it? or maybe you have multiple ways?

- do you use references a lot? or do you “wing” how stuff looks like? (which could honestly show te growth when it looks so right which you do always! your art is amazing?)

i still have so many questions but i dont want to bother by making this ask too long, sorry about that!

ooh this is interesting

i have sai2 downloaded, but i think i got the wrong version (the one that has a time trial thing and stops you from saving the files after a certain period of time). and i kinda just never bothered switching to it amd looking for a normal version? i know sai2 has a lot more options and textures and what not, but i like my old sai1 more for some reason.

for the art program progression, hmmmm. it's pretty much all sai1 i think! i have fire alpaca installed and still use it to make gifs and animations or to import text to sai / manage files / edit minecraft textures / etc, but it was never my main program. i drew some stuff in ibispaint as a kid before i had my computer, but i think back then i also mainly drew on paper, ibis wasn't my "main". never got into photoshop, never used any other programs.

for the layers. i do use them a lot, but like, for testing mostly? for example, when i want to change something in the sketch, i copy the layer and then compare the old and the new versions, deleting the one i don't like. i color and shade on one layer, but when i want to check how it'll look with different colors, i make a new layer and then compare them. when i want to fix something, like redraw the eye or clean up the sketch a bit or see how the character will look in a coat intstead of a vest, i make the new layer on top and just paint over everything. and eventually merge all the layers together and keep adding on top. so, i make a lot of layers, but then i also delete/merge a lot of them.

i used to use a lot of references and put all of them in the backgrounds of my drawings with low opacity to create this effect of busyness but also so i didn't haveto switch tabs constantly. but i stopped doing it for some reason. i do still use references, mostly for things that i don't have much experience drawing or want to be accurate. like armor, muscle structures, certain clothing elements, instruments, background elements, etc. and i wing things like poses, anatomy, expressions, clothing, lighting, composition, whatever else. i also recently find myself looking at a lot of art of other artists for inspiration, but not necessarily as references? like, the specific way that one artist drew hair poking out of the bandana, or the specific way that other artist drew a shadow on the glasses, or the specific way that other other artist drew a tail, its inspiring and i go "huh, i never thought of that" and i try to implement it in my art. well, i guess kind of like references.

i feel like you've answered all your questions in your ask, so this wasn't very helpful, but uhhhh...... yeah! thank you for this ask and thank you for the kind words, it was a lot of fun! and feel free to ask anything else

[s1llydr3amscape]

Here some ye olde Vanessa designs i managed to find sifting through my sketchbooks (pre sb!!!!) There's more but Its really deep in the trenches.

rip their 4head broo they have no brain 😔

I miss doing stylised stuff tbh but ppl bullied me for it so now whenever I do it I go 😭

very old art vs my current art style and oc's below + rambles :

this was right After the freaking posters released and oughhhh 😭😭😭😭 gurlll

top name cut off that Blaine guy are other human ocs I had for years!! They were in a comic with Vanessa and others heheheh I used to do comics 24/7!!! Ft my old fnaf ocs rival to fazbears who was better at keeping the safety aspect off their robots. I wanna ramble abt them too one day after a heavy rehaul. Vanessa actually switched jobs from my oc location to the Pizzaplex in it!!!! Because I hope Vanny and Vanessa were seperate!!!

Vanessa and Vanny were seperate people in my Rabbit City AU but idk if I still want them to be different or the same now. Also one of Glitchtraps workers who managed to break free from his control and he didn't like that and sent every piece of her crimes online on the Internet as this crazed murder. So now she's in a new city under hiding or face criminal charges she didn't commit willingly. She managed to dye her fur and change enough and became a roadie for this band that's not very good. (Ffps rockstars I love yall funky vibe I'm sorry yall died too soon). She wants to help people and protect them she knows there's others under Glitchtrap’s control and wants to put a stop to him. Sadly some off them don't seem like they want any help... She was a beagle dog because when I saw her I was like beagle!!!!

My longest one is my oc story that's bad and outdated which included 3 rap battles (i love rap sue me) and an orange cat with green eyes with wings mc who's name try and guess

Its Winger.... (yeah because he was based off Scootaloo having small wings so young me thought ohhh Winged but like Winger because unlike scootaloo he can fly and is a winner!!! 💀💀💀 he also had beef with nyan cat oc over a girl and could transform into different elements!!! Like nature fire ice and rainbow... the main main main mc tho is a brown green eyed cat who was half robot after an accident... God looking back what was I on (I got into mlp and had unrestricted Internet access)

then we had this off my old sona... I didn't know how to draw fat could you tell... dark times oughhhh I wasn't blind tho then win 💀 alot of my older older art is traditional so you may not see it unless I sift through 17 layers off hell. Wish I backed up more of my 2019-2020 digital art tho but those were the darkest times for me also wait eewwww no eyebrows

ive gotten better and fr be the change you wanna see in this world draw fat bitches!!!! going down the rabbit hole

that one barbie trend I didn't finish look at the hands boy ouggh insane sauce I drew that

I miss drawing like this lowkey but my hand hurty and god ibis crashes every 25 minutes u was gonna gonna feral bro

self love is drawing urself accurately irl after years of drawing a caricatures of yourself (My first human sona ever was a skinny white woman with long neon yellow hair and a purple streak </3)

Gremlin from earlier I learned color theory aswell but only for purple, green and brown oops <333

I figured I could give it an oval nose because I didn't know how to draw my nose at all. Big ass nose death off me real!!! I love :3 face so much and big ass ears!!!! I will make them have big ass ears they are fun!!!!

These are my sonas I have like 4 rn and a million in thr vault (progress is progressing)

old oc his name is Jamie now and he's from a dream I had. Literally an incel too like he's studying magic got so fed up no one in his own world wanted him. Used magic to find his soul mate who existed in another universe. Made a portal to get there and take her back to his world because he wouldn't comply in a non magic world. When he arrived to her world almost died turning white and green. And like still managed to get the girl back to his world (Akuma's a goober who wanted to be isekaid) and yeah. Like huh my guy chill out 😭😭😭😭 no wonder you ain't getting any. He also killed me in the dream and is so dumb for being a prodigy??? Like he made a business selling illegal potions with the company name just vile.... his own initials... like bro how are you not caught. I can't with him. I pray opun his downfall and can't wait to see what other shit he pulls outta his ass. I feel bad for the Akuma she just wanted to escape not knowing this guy a freak.

heres him now!! He's much more dream accurate with the current events so far!!!!! If he appears next time I hope he croaks fr from the magic sickness like bro u a freak freak /neg

But yeah improvement is real!!! my art process is slower now (carpal tunnel) but I love to draw so much it is so fun if my bitchass ibis won't crash that is hehehehe (it crashed a million times trying to first time make a comic digitally I'm 💥💥💥)

[gayest-squrrel]

Tell me about your project please I'm curious about your little guys

aheeheehee >:3

this thing doesn't have a name yet hrgrhr X( but like whatever

it's inspired by Generation Loss (mostly just the first episode and DHMIS :D however the main difference is that there's no big bad that's controlling the world. it's all just chaos because that's what it formed as.

character time !

Axotic

it's the main character babey!!! Every character is born (not born, more like made ig ?) with the knowledge of a topic. Axotic has the knowledge of normality, but not the normality of their world. the world is very janky, it's like baby developer's first game that is way more complicated than they can pull off. So instead of having the knowledge of normality for their world, they know of the normality for our world ! ironically knowing the wrong things is normal in this funky place, so Axotic sees nothing wrong with their information.

design timeee

they're made of wires ! the color scheme is also rgb + cym :)

they're wearing a generic band t-shirt TM and they're pants is actually the outer layer of their skin peeling off :] (it's fine their skin is made of rubber bc wires) the layer underneath (the pants) is flesh tho and they can feel it

2. Prosum time babeyyyYYYYYY

thank you legumy for naming her <33333333

Prosum has the knowledge of results ! they can tell you how anything will end :3

design time !!!!!!

Prosum has been my favorite to design so far teehee :3 <-- has only designed two characters and still has to design and even name four more

His color scheme is kinda complicated, there are four parts of his body that have a color assigned to them (head + hands, sweater, left leg, and right leg) (the legs have multiple colors but whatever) but when one of the parts are "seperated" (the hands or the right arm of the sweater) they change to a secondary color

here's another drawing where the leg changes color to maybe help you understand. Basically no color is used more than once (excluding the eyes)

her legs are also made out of moss! he's also composed mostly of ripped up fabric and felt :D

3. unnamed character im currently working on !

this doesn't have a name or design yet haha, but i gotta mention em bc i really wanna talk about them

they have the knowledge of games ! sometimes they're a game show host, other times they're just some guy playing video games in a basement and hasnt touched grass in two months. depends on what role they're playing that day ! (taking some inspiration from Gen Loss here, each day is like a different episode where everyone has a different role !)

[iamheadphones]

June 11, 3027

 “Sounds like someone is here.” Jade teased before walking out the door. Lapis stood up, and quickly walked over to her room. She grabbed the purse on her desk before walking out to see Marina inside. She was also wearing a dress which was a rare sight. On most dates or fancy occasions Marina wore nice jeans, and a decent shirt. The dress Marina was wearing was a sea green type color, the top was tank top with thick straps, seperating from a fringe on the sides. It had a waistband in the same color and had a layered skirt with two ruffles. In her short brown hair was a star barrette the same color of her dress. The only things that made the outfit look more like it was hers was the converse in the same color as her dress, with black socks poking out, and black fingerless gloves with studs on them. Marina stared at her for a few seconds. A noticeable blush appeared on Marina’s face. “You look lovely.” She said making Lapis blush. “Thank you. You like nice as well.” Lapis said, stuttering. The two looked at each other for a bit longer. “Shall we go?” Marina said, holding out her hand. Lapis took it and nodded. “Yeah.” She said as the two began to walk. “Bye, have fun. And call me if you need a getaway.” Jade said. “Will do.” Lapis said and Marina nodded. “Bye Jade, and if I can’t drive her off I’ll call you.” Marina said before shutting the door Lapis walked slowly down the stairs with Marina because she was wearing heels. She held on tightly to Marina’s hand, and the rail. When they were about halfway down the last steps of stairs somebody called Lapis’s name. She had a quick pause and tensed up. Part of her really hoped it was Jade but when she turned around to her horror she was correct with her identification of the voice. It was her neighbor Mrs.Helenger. She was an elderly white woman with passley blonde hair, blue sapphire eyes, and a pale blue star on her cheek. She was holding a set of grocery bags. Lapis silently gulped. Mrs.Helenger wasn’t an awful woman, but she definitely wasn’t the nicest. Most of her anger was usually directed at her roommates Alexie, and Moth. Mostly for drug usage. Occasionally her anger was directed at Lapis when she wasn’t able to do something the first time when first asked. She reminded her a lot of her own mother. A woman who Lapis feared crossing ever again. “Who is this girl with you?” Mrs.Helenger asked. “She’s my girlfriend.” Lapis stuttered out a reasonable volume for Mrs.Helenger to hear. Mrs.Helenger raised a brow before shrugging and turning to Marina. “Don’t run up stairs. You nearly knocked me over when you ran by the other day, and you could cause a panic in the building.” Mrs.Helenger scolded before she shut the door to her apartment. Lapis let out a sigh of relief, thankful they hadn’t had to sit through a two hour lecture about running up the stairs. “Was that Mrs.Helenger?” Marina asked in a not too loud voice. “Yeah, and let’s leave before she decides she wants to lecture us about what we should be wearing for a date.” Lapis half joked. Earning a snort from Marina. They walked over to Marina’s jeep, and got in. Almost immediately Marina turned to Lapis. “Remember we don’t have to go. We can just have a nice meal, or date elsewhere.” Marina said as she grabbed her hand. “I want to at least try.” Lapis said. Marina nodded as she started to pull out of the driveway and onto the road. Leading to a restaurant they may, or may not be her fate.    

[imawhore09]

3 months of hell (Part 1)

Hey guys so this is my first fic so don't be too harsh.

Warnings: dub-con, unprotected sex(wrap it before you tap it), kidnapping, mentions of pills, penetration, oral(m and f receiving), Violence, gun, taser, and death/blood. and i think that's all.

this is a series so here's part one.

enjoy and leave thoughts.

The last thing you remember was getting thrown into a van and a pinching feeling on your neck. You are now waking up in an unfamiliar place; it’s a dark, damp, and creepy old house. You see 5 other people chained by their wrists to loops on the ground. You immediately recognize them from your school. The tall blonde blue eyed one is Ely, you’ve known him for about 6 years. The tall brunette with eyes that change colors more than a chameleon is Karter, you’ve only known him for about 4 years. The other tall brunette but eyes are melted chocolate is Liam, you’ve known him for 6 years as well. Then there are the other 2 girls: a short dyed black cropped hair is Zoie. You’ve known her the longest, about 7 years. Then there is the short Golden haired girl whose name is Nicole you’ve known her the shortest amount 2 years. 

2 men come in; one with a taser and a glass of water and the other with a gun and a couple of pills. 

“Here is how this is going to work: 2 of you will take these pills and you’ll go to the other room and fuck each other. If you refuse the first time you get tased once, the second you both get tased 5 times, and the third I will shoot you. You both must cum or you will be tased. Am I understood?” The one with the gun says. 

You all shake your heads yes not wanting to upset the guy that has a literal weapon in his hand and looks willing to actually shoot you. 

“Let's play a game to see who goes first.” The shorter one says. 

“The first person to make a noise will go first with her.” The taller one says while pointing at you. 

Everyone is quiet trying to not make a noise because no one really wants to fuck you while being forced to. The tall one puts his gun and the pills on a side table in the house, taking his elbow and shoving it full force into Karters stomach making him groan. 

“Looks like we have our winner,” The short one says as he unlocks both of your chains and pulls you up. 

The taller one grabs the pills and hands one to each of you and motions for you to take it. When neither one of you makes a move to take it the shorter one tases you one after another. You fall to your knees in pain. You're the first to crack and grab the water and take the pill, Karter noticing the fear and pain in your eyes he grabs the water from you and takes his. 

The two men now lead you both to a separate room and lock you in there. The pills are starting to take effect and you can see Karter’s hard on through his sweatpants. You can feel the slick running down your thighs and sticking to your skirt. 

“Do you want to do this? If you don’t that’s fine we can fix ourselves and say we had sex.” Karter starts to ramble.

“I don’t think we have a choice, Karter. I just want to live, I don't want to die.” You dump the truth on him that this is a do or die situation. 

He leans in to kiss you while making sure you're ok with it. As your lips meet you remember your high school days with Karter and all the tension there was with you two. You both liked each other 11th and 12th grade and even made out a few times but it went nowhere. You both start to get into it, you grinding into him and him starting to pepper kisses down your neck trying to find that spot. Once he hits it you let out a soft moan that brings a rise out of Karter. He starts to suck and nibble on that one spot leaving a mark in his way. As he goes further down he looks through his eyebrows making sure this is ok; giving him the consent he needed he flipped your skirt up and rubbed your clit through the layer that seperates you and his fingers. What caught your surprise is his head disappearing under the skirt and emerging with your underwear in between his pearly whites. Kissing your thighs as he travels higher and higher while biting to make sure you both know what happened tonight or this morning at this point you don’t know how long you’ve been here. Once he finally gets to your desperate center: you could have sworn you could have just cum right then and there from the first stripe licked onto it. You moan latching your red nails onto his hair and tugging. Karter groans at the sensation, sending vibrations onto your throbbing bud. His warm tongue slips down further and burrows itself in your hole. 

[ninjastudioart]

Finally, I also finished up Alastor! So here he is, the Radio Demon!

So first off, he has alot more deer features cause the original is severely lacking. His antlers are more prominent, and are inspired by those old radio towers from his time. I gave him more teeth, and they are more like needles. He also has multiple layers, but you can't see them here. He has darker skin, and more colors. His eyes are red and green. inspired by his Zoophobia design. His shadow is now his old deer form. He also has glasses, cause the monacle makes no sense

Unlike the others I don't have a line-up, so here's the seperate images including him without his jacket and naked

I also made my own take on a human Alastor

I decided to stray from the most common version and gave him black hair and somewhat darker skin. He now has a mustache and small goatee, and his clothes are based on various images of radio hosts of the time.

And finally, his redesign edit! I made his room more swamp colored, and used mardi gras palletes for things like furniture. I'm proud of how this turned out, and hope you all enjoy! Stay tuned...

[eightfifteen]

Watching Stranger Things and looking for references on any possible thing is INSANE. i was running through s3 and like, they are incredibly detail oriented. Like no, please, tell me the yellow stripes on Mike's socks mean nothing.... please be nothing 😭😭😭😭😭 don't, don't have Will('s color) at your feet, Mike. stooooop the madnessssss

literally me rewatching with the eye on the clothes like !!! it's so obvious once you pay attention to it. And the craziest part is like ... seperate people watching with the focus on clothing and colors will come to the exact same conclusion. It's so obvious!!!!

and even if it doesn't mean anything it's just such a stupid and silly and innocent thing to obsess over which adds just another fun layer to the show

[colorguardsweetheartblurrsgirl]

I over exaggerated my guess based on habits I have in general of life. I tend to do more then needed "Overachiever" even though I have engrained in me that " Less is more."

So I exaggerated my guess.

For me it depends on the art. If I have several characters, each will have several layers from the face (I like to seperate eyes and hair. Outline... skin. Shadow. Lighting. Base colors. Etc. Etc. Also seperate hair sahdjng from shading in the hands, face/neck, clothes, etc... because I'm the type that if I make a mistake I dont want to mess up other stuff. So I'll have these separated (something learned experience). Depending on background I may have two or more layers solely dedicated to the background alone. Or it may be as simple as two to five... again it depends on details. I treat layers like reading and writing sheet music seperate each instrument and part. Combine similar areas into folders as often the Mezzo and First Soprano's share a line in a Choir that's SSAA, STB, SSTB,etc. Being a what kids who grew up similarly through the stations in my area called "Radio Baby" in all, music is how I often look at many aspects of life. So it's how I categorize. It literally helps me shape my life.

Please NOTE:

The Valentines Post I'm working on.

(Will likely post after Valentine's cause, The day after is my Moms Birthday. Valentines has always been a family affair for me cause moms birthday was right after (literally was born several minutes after Valentines day... so we treet both days as if her birthday) usually we celebrated both days cause love him, but my dad irritably likes working on her actual birthday cause the day after Valentines jn any job whether marketing sales in radio or working security is ALWASY a happening day, and hes a go getter... so much as it irritates my mother we wet aside both days for her. I often have to be available for both that way my mom has Someone available on her birthday... So expect now and jn the future Valentines posts to come early or later due to this fact. (Also same in March I'm the exact same when it comes to Saint Patties Day my Birthday... its ironic all family members were born a few minut ees s after some holiday its hilarious).

Only just this late figured I'd get this message I intended earlier, out now

I mean they say Its better Late then Never.😂🤣😅😅😅😅 so yeah, my Valentines art I started on late in the game kinda came up and surprised me how close we were days before literally and started on it. So it may be a few days if I don't get it done tonight.

(which as you saw I didn't manage, actually it's kinda due to several updates for things on my device laptop... I hope to either finish or get a majority of the work done on it tonight. Hopefully last nights updates are the last for a while in a good way as of 2/18/23. I also admit I think Thirsday after updates were done I actually turned my focus on updating a few aspects of teh other long time story I've mentioned on here... didnt mean to work as long as I did that day on it. So that was a mix of computer being slow and me putting focus on a doc while it was being finicky loosing pimento it).

Considering the subject matter though...

🤔🤔🤔🤔

My Valwntines intended art post bring used for an example... Well this one will have a simple background.... ssssoooooooooo....

Give or take each character may have anywhere from 3 layers to ten depending.... hmm...I guess based on that I could be more likely between 15-50 (most likely more like 15-30). But It has a chance to go up to 75 or 100. It depends on details. But I'm confident it's under 50 layers.