#I just realized that to be better at drawing i have to go back to drawing a lot

[shuggymaniac]

Story idea

Which is a mix between “Mermaid AU” and “Hades and Persephone AU”

Warning: dark!Sahnks

Shanks is a merman or a siren or whatever seas creature that is cool and I don’t know about. And Buggy is a simple human that comes across the sea creature when they were kids and kept is a secret ever since then. Shanks is so deeply in love with Buggy, dark level type of love, and he always gets upset when Buggy has to leave sometimes it ends with them fighting and Buggy not coming around for days which makes Shanks apologize profusely, promising he won’t do it again and begging Buggy not to leave again.

The love and obsession becomes worst as they got older. Buggy is a good swimmer so most times he would swim and dive which Shanks, and it was fun until Shanks’s possessiveness got the better of him making him almost drown Buggy because he didn’t want him to leave, enjoying this moment together.

Such thing would make Shanks panic he saves Buggy by drawing the attention of a passing human who manages to save Buggy, of course during all that Shanks was watching from afar all he could do is pray that Buggy will be ok. The passer did take Buggy to a hospital where he is saved.

After surviving his almost death because of his once best friend Buggy swears to never go back to the sea, if people asked he would say he is afraid of the sea when in fact he was terrified of what’s in it.

Shanks in the other hand had gone over the edge. Buggy didn’t return, did he die? Did that human kill him? Did Buggy leave? He didn’t mean that! He just wanted Buggy to stay with him forever, he is sorry her hurt blue, but his blue likes treasure, so he collects as much treasure as he can through out the years ready for the day when Buggy returns so he can give it all to him not only as an apology but also and a courting gift.

Years passed, and Buggy is invited to a friends party but he is not told that this party is near the shore. But because it has been decades since the “incident” Buggy gives it a try to indulge it, that maybe this was his step towards returning to the sea without being afraid that Shanks will kill him again. That he probably already had another victim and forgot about Buggy.

But he was so wrong…Shanks never forgot, how could he forget about his mate?

So when they cross paths again, Shanks plays it safe. He apologizes and tries to suppress the urges and instincts to just reach out and drag Buggy to him so he may never leave him again. It would take a while but with some patience and acting like Buggy’s disappearance didn’t affect him, Shanks gains Buggy’s trust.

It was small amount but it was good than nothing.

Is was way better because he convinced Buggy to eat a fruit he brought from the bottom of the sea, that it was very rare and difficult to come by. At first Buggy was very suspicious but then Shanks spoke about how he could sell it and gain a lot of his human money that he likes so much, but he should taste it first so that he knows it’s good enough.

And Buggy does just that…

All it took was one bite and Buggy’s body was burning and he couldn’t breathe. He could see Shanks but he couldn’t hear what he was saying or react much. Which made him terrified even further when with a wide happy grin Shanks started dragging Buggy into the sea, and if the blue haired man wasn’t so scared he would have realized how the sea water was cooling his body and his breathing, despite it being rapid, it was easier. Next thing Buggy know is everything going black as he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again Buggy felt different…. That something was very wrong. And then he sees it and he screams

Not only because he was in an unknown place, or that he was underwater, or that he didn’t have his clothes, but mainly because his body was no longer that of a human, it was like Shanks.

Hearing the scream Shanks will be there is seconds. He would take in Buggy’s angry punches and insults, it hurt to see the tears escape his eyes, but it was all necessary. To have Buggy here with him forever, to live together as they should have ages ago and no one will be able to take his blue away from him.

[ecto-hazard]

I wanna make a tf2 oc so so bad but I’m terrible at drawing people. Got any pointers?

So you wanna learn how to draw humans. Good for you! Drawing humans is complicated as shit and theres a lot that goes into it. I still need to improve in some areas of anatomy, and especially with drawing shit like clothes. There's millions of good guides out there for drawing all these specific aspects, but they're going to vary in complexity, style, etc. So I've instead put together my bullshit guide for drawing humans that can apply to people of any style and skill level!!!!! Welcome to Grey's 3 steps to draw humans.

STEP 1. DRAW BAD.

People get bashed over the head with the advice of "just practice bro." But the realistic thing is that if you're a perfectionist, it'll make it difficult as shit to improve your art if you don't let your art be bad. This doesnt mean, oh draw poorly on purpose. This is more a mindset thing. Embrace the fact that, while your art might not be at the level you'd personally want it to be, it's still worth making. If you enjoy drawing, it shouldn't matter if its "bad." You'll draw tons and tons of "bad" stuff and eventually look back and realize you've gotten better, even subconsciously. But if you can't get over the hurdle of letting stuff you draw be "bad" sometimes, you'll probably be too frustrated to keep going.

STEP 2. Practice drawing blocky shapes BEFORE details.

This is a skill I learned in the two art classes I took, but you can learn it on your own too. Basically humans have a lot of details going on and it can get a little overwhelming trying to capture it all. Work big to small. Focus on overall shapes first. Keep your sketches light and messy, cause itll be easier for you to overcome the hurdle to change something if you don't like it. Gradually build up to drawing the more intricate shapes like fingers, facial features, etc. If you're doing a full render, capturing the overall shapes of lights and shadows is helpful too!

When it comes to drawing your first sketch, try not to get too caught up in those tutorials that make you draw a specific type of sketch with like all the circles and cylinders and straight lines, thats all fine and good but if you're starting out its just kinda confusing and misses the point. Those are tools that'll help out when you want to hone in your ability to draw things in perspective.

STEP 3. Don't draw humans if you don't enjoy it.

Have you tried drawing humans but just don't really like doing it? Then fucking dont baby!!!!! Don't miss out on making things you enjoy just cause these goddamn humans are in the way! Make em a furry, a mech, an object character, a disembodied gangle of nerves floating in the abyss. Hell if you don't like drawing at all, WRITE em instead! Don't feel shackled by this mortal coil! Shed that shit!!!! Draw whatever the fuck makes you happy, and you'll be on the right track.

Hope this helps!

[bull-at-the-gate]

Sehkmet the Just. Devoted Paladin of The Lord of the North Wind; The Wyrmking; King of Good Dragons; The Platinum Dragon Bahamut

More silly Tavs. haha can we tell that I started out drawing animals and have for way longer than I’ve drawn people?

Sehkmet’s an Oath of Vengeance Paladin and always keeps her word, or will die in the attempt.

I imagine she’s been resurrected once before after falling in battle against the cult of Tiamat.

She devoted her life to serving as an instrument for Bahamut’s vengeance after losing her clan to followers of Tiamat as a wee cub.

So she’s very devout, but also gets to be a whole himbo, as a treat. She and Hollow (my durge) would ask together with full earnestness ‘what animal is the pink panther’ and Sehkmet would probably forget after a week.

Some Headcanon-y Things

Heals by giving lil’ forehead kisses and will absolutely not tolerate anyone hiding injuries, she’s lost too many a good ally to let that slide.

Helps with cooking by prepping the food so Gale has a little less work to do; Can freeze food for later too

White Dragonborn are more adapt for the cold, so Sehkmet’s got a thick downy fur, ideal for cuddling; everyone has slept with at least once for the best platonic cuddles (maybe minus Lae’zel until much later)

Has no idea what a shirt is, not really, but she prefers to go without when resting. Only somewhat understands modesty, everything for Dragonborn is extremely internal so she understands in concept, but not necessarily for herself

Does laundry for everyone, finds the repetitiveness to be meditative and is particular about strong smells, so doing it is a win-win. Patches up any holes she finds too.

Fascinated by hair, loves to style it and learned how to when a few war clerics taught her to. Lae’zel, Shadowheart, and Gale all thought she was giving them *the look* but she just wanted to play with and style their hair.

I need to practice muscular bodies a bit, but she’s built like a seven-foot tall truck and hits like a train.

Can only see out of one eye, lost total use of her right one while training to join her order but the vision had been failing most of her life.

She was a secret fan of *The Blade of Frontiers* before meeting Wyll because she’d heard he also only had one functioning eye and was still able to be a champion of the people.

did not, however, realize she was older than him. She’s still a fan.

Spends at least one evenings each tenday polishing and caring for the party’s armor, after proving to Lae’zel she did an acceptable enough job to be entrusted hers as well.

Scarily fast, especially out of her armor. She was too slow, once, to save a cleric who’d trusted her to be their shield. She’d vowed to never be too slow again, and she always keeps her word.

Offers mercy and a second chance unless it’s been proven to her that a beaten enemy won’t do better; She follows Bahamut’s own words on the matter, no justice without mercy and no penance without forgiveness

Would probably be a theater kid

Spars with Lae’zel and Karlach on the regular in camp. I like the idea that Dragonborn can replace teeth but it’s not common knowledge yet, so it’s funny to picture:

Karlach knocking out a couple teeth and being extremely apologetic and starts looking for the teeth

Sehkmet’s just confused because she’s assumed her whole life everyone’s teeth regrow and is confused why Karlach’s dragging Shadowheart over with her old teeth asking if she can put them back.

Lae’zel is amused (Gith definitely would also be able to regrow teeth, selectively bred warrior race and all) and uses the moment for one of her lovely little Githyanki supremacy tangents.

Sehkmet is just standing there, staring at the horizon in concern, like ‘You all don’t regrow teeth?!’ and thinking about how many belated apologies she needs to make

Karlach is still holding bloody teeth

Lae’zel and Shadowheart are fighting (flirting) again

Astarion is over by the cookout bugging Gale and watching the show

Gale and Wyll are still thinking at least they’re normal

the Emperor is still imploring you to eat a tadpole.

[quibbs126]

So I did some more Transformers drawings, and I figured page was full enough

I mean, it isn’t really, I could have fit more in the corner if I wanted, but I can’t think of anything else to draw there, so might as well post it now

So I suppose, let’s talk through all this

First off we have an Optimus I never finished, because I couldn’t get that bending shoulder to look right. It just looks off, and I can’t finish it until it looks right. So I never did

I think he’s supposed to be sad and yearning after the breakup with Megatron, and talking about it with someone

Anyways, then we move on to the Dinobot section, which I made because I started Beast Wars and like Dinobot, and had been attempting to draw him at work the previous day

I think I draw him too skinny, which is why I made that middle one, to be more accurate. But I also kind of like drawing him skinnier? I know it isn’t accurate, but I like making him so. Like he’s got muscles, but has a lean body type. I don’t know

Then today, I wanted to draw a happy, smiling D-16, who’s doing so at something Orion did for him (this isn’t supposed to be a recreation of the race scene)

I was going to do it more like the Dinobot style, but then I ended up going back to 3D boxes anyways

Honestly I think it’s one of the ones I’m most proud of, look at him and his sweet little face

Still can’t get the sticker right though

But anyways, on to the last thing, the Bee and Elita

Honestly I think the two of them need some ships in this universe too. Megatron and Optimus got their whole situation, but what about them? Elita doesn’t really have any options presented right now outside of maybe Arcee and I guess Airachnid (but personally I’m not here for the toxic yuri right now), and I don’t really know about Bee

The sequels should give them new characters to have subplots and shipping with. It can’t all be Megatron and Optimus hogging the spotlight (even if I do like them)

As for the drawings of the two themselves, I mean it’s alright. I think Elita came out better though. But it’s also my first time drawing them, and it takes some practice for me to get them right

I’m realizing as I type this that I have a sketchbook, and I got good at drawing Dinobot after drawing him on sauce paper a few times. So like, I could just do that to try and practice the characters without needing to be at work, and having a handy place to keep those references. Hm, well that’s a solution for later

It also does not help that I don’t have good references for them, especially in their cogged forms. These are about the best I got, and they aren’t the best quality either, I do not know how to draw their heads (well mostly Bee’s)

I also don’t think I’m drawing the Transformers One cast right. Like their bodies and general proportions I mean

Like, I noticed from this random screenshot I saw today that D-16’s noticeably wider than Orion

And I also know that the quartet have their own distinct face shapes from one another

I just don’t know how to convey those things in my drawing of them, it doesn’t want to work

Also I don’t think I have the basic structure of how their bodies work down either. I noticed today that almost all of them have more cylindrical shoulders than the rectangles I sketch, and also they have those middle circle joints

This is an observation I’ve had before, but the Transformers One designs to me really feel like action figures/toys with the way they’re built and designed. I don’t really know how to explain what I mean, but it’s how I see these designs in particular, which I can’t say with Animated or I think Beast Wars either. If this makes sense

But yeah, that’s the drawings. I don’t really know how to end this

[weptsorrow]

“ of course i did! what was i going to get you, a bowl of instant noodles? please, ” he insisted, hooking a foot around the leg of the small bedside table and pulled it over so it sat right in front of till. everything that he'd gotten him was settled atop the wooden surface, with ivan having half a mind to sit on the floor rather than on the bed next to till. but in the end, he decided against it, with till wordlessly inviting him to join him. “ you haven't eaten in over three days— you need something nutritious. ”

he sat cross-legged atop the mattress, eyes beginning to wander around the near-empty room. if it were up to ivan, he'd say this looked more akin to prison. even his own room had a bit of a more cozy feeling to it. he glanced over the papers strewn about, recognizing them as various sketches ( mostly mizi— never ivan ) and music sheets...

... right.

it was yesterday that he'd been handed the music sheets and lyrics to the song he and till were meant to sing in their upcoming round. he felt... something. upon first laying his eyes on it. he didn't know what that emotion was, but it made him feel like his heart was getting twisted. ivan knew that song, perhaps better than any of the others. quietly, he'd hoped they'd get to sing this one... but now that the day was drawing near, he wasn't so sure anymore. was he getting nervous?

the sheet of paper in question sat folded neatly in his back pocket; he'd clung to it like a lifeline, never letting go. this will be your next song, make sure to practise well. and please pass this copy onto till when you next see him, was what he'd been told. them simply taking advantage of their proximity so they didn't have to keep an eye on till when he finally woke up... whether or not they practised together was up to them. naturally, ivan wanted to, but he didn't feel like bringing up this topic to till. not yet.

“ haha, you're just saying that, but i'm sure you'll just scarf it all up once you realize just how hungry you are, ” he laughed softly, turning his attention back to till. a moment had passed where they simply exchanged looks, ivan's smile only widening. “ tell you what, ” since till was being so stubborn, “ i'll eat what you don't finish, deal? ”

“ ... by the way. did you hear me sing? ” it kept nagging at him in the back of his mind; realistically, he knew better. that the answer was no; after all, ivan had been a witness to till getting knocked unconscious. but still... he couldn't help but hope.

  ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎his  thoughts  jumble  in  a  chaotic  spiral,  but  ivan  speaks,  and  suddenly  they  clear,  annoyance  —  anger  —  taking  their  place.  things  have  always  been  hot  and  cold  with  the  other  man,  one  moment,  they're  quietly  sitting  together,  at  peace,  and  the  next,  ivan  is  pilfering  his  belongings,  poking  at  him  until  they  fought,  or  brashly  stomping  on  whatever  meagre  peace  offerings  till  had  dared  to  extend.  even  as  ivan  insists  that  he's  worried,  he  does  it  with  a  smile,  his  tone  too  cheerful,  too  light  for  the  weight  of  their  predicament.  they're  going  to  die  in  a  few  days  —  is  he  incapable  of  caring,  or  is  this  just  another  of  the  many  things  that  don't  bother  ivan ?  when  he  offers  to  carry  till,  the  younger  answers  with  a  sharp  glare,  but  when  ivan  steadies  him  further,  his  arm  tightening  possessively  around  his  waist,  till  allows  it.  maybe  it's  himself  that's  hot  and  cold.  probably,  he  admits  bitterly;  urak  never  hesitates  to  remind  him  of  that.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎❛❛  i'm  fine.  ❜❜  the  words  come  clipped,  defensive,  but  his  legs  still  feel  like  jelly  beneath  him.  ivan  squeezes  his  hand  too  tight,  enough  to  draw  a  flicker  of  irritation,  but  till  grudgingly  accepts  it,  thankful  to  be  kept  upright.  falling  to  the  ground  —  even  if  it's  merely  soft  grass  —  would  be  enough  for  till  to  give  up  walking  entirely.  it  would  be  an  admission  of  defeat,  of  fragility,  and  he  doesn't  think  he  could  handle  that,  not  now.  if  ivan  hadn't  been  there  all  those  times  before...  till  huffs,  cutting  off  the  thought  before  it  drags  him  to  places  he  doesn't  wish  to  linger.  he  pointedly  ends  their  small  talk  there.  if  ivan  wants  to  talk  more,  he  can  wait  until  everything  in  till's  system  is  out,  or  at  least  until  he  can  hold  on  to  a  train  of  thought  without  it  splintering.

  ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎squeezing  teal  hues  shut,  as  he  pushes  silver  hair  from  his  eyes,  revealing  the  bandages  still  tightly  wrapped.  beneath  ivan's  soft  fingers,  his  head  pounds  faintly.  if  he  opens  his  eyes,  maybe  they'll  be  backstage  again  —  ivan  dressed  in  black,  walking  away  as  till  promises  to  see  him  in  round  six. 

  ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎by  the  time  the  sensation  of  gentle  fingers  on  his  skin  is  gone,  till  knows  he's  been  left  alone  for  the  better  part  of  an  hour,  drifting  somewhere  between  sleep  and  a  hazy  state  that  isn't  quite  consciousness.  at  least  his  head  feels  a  little  better,  though  his  thoughts  flicker.  they  dance  around  ivan,  urak,  and  mizi,  settling  nowhere...

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎blinking  his  eyes  open,  he  stays  lying  down,  lazily  watching  the  door  open.  only  when  ivan  approaches  the  bed,  food  in  hand,  does  till  force  himself  to  sit  up.  right,  food.  he  hasn't  eaten  since...  the  day  before  the  first  rounds,  he  thinks,  though  time  has  blurred  together  into  something  unrecognizable.  his  stomach  churns.  ❛❛  you  didn't  have  to  cook.  ❜❜  till  speaks,  motioning  for  the  other  to  sit.  his  voice  is  hoarse,  uneven,  the  act  of  speaking  requires  more  energy  than  he's  willing  to  give.  he  forgot  they're  allowed  to  do  that  —  cook.  he'd  received  a  permanent  ban  from  the  kitchen  when  he  was  fourteen.  hurting  himself  with  a  freshly  sharpened  knife  and  threatening  to  hurt  others  had  been  a  sure-fire  way  of  never  being  allowed  back  in.  the  memory  stings,  but  it's  dulled  by  time,  by  exhaustion,  by  everything  else  crowding  his  mind.  he  vaguely  recalls  ivan  returning  from  some  modeling  thing  while  till  was  still  in  the  infirmary  —  it  always  seemed  that  he  got  hurt  whenever  the  older  wasn't  around,  as  though  ivan's  presence  itself  was  some  invisible  safeguard.

‎ ‎ ‎till  sighs,  finally  focusing  on  the  food  presented,  his  brows  furrow.  it  looks...  good.  more  than  good,  really.  it  smells  nice,  too,  and  he  hasn't  eaten  a  proper  meal  in  a  while.  his  stomach  protests  its  neglect  with  a  low  grumble,  which  till  stubbornly  ignores,  his  gaze  catching  on  the  solitary  pair  of  chopsticks.  ❛❛  you  should  get  another  pair.  i  can't  eat  all  of  this.  ❜❜

[bigfatbreak]

Birds of a Feather previous / next

[gods-perfect-idiots]

something something blood-soaked hands cradling your face something something

anyway here's the post btw

[rghema]

Sup.

[scarlettaagni]

sketchy doodle of the immediate aftermath

[pepperpixel]

“put me on a pedestal and i’ll only disappoint you

tell me i’m exceptional, and i promise to exploit you

gimme all your money, and i’ll make some origami honey!

i think you’re a joke!!! …but i don’t find you very

fuuuuuuu~nyyy”

More tagr art!!! Assorted stuff this time! Featuring some cute chibi stuff. Some solo gaz’s, a lil uhhh. Comic of an altercation.. and a very belated Halloween pic I started drawing last Halloween and didnt finish lol. Also featuring lyrics from pedestrian at best cuz that song rllly rlly fits my ver of tak lol.

[chiropteracupola]

as a dragon, it is very important to have opinions about your human companion's style decisions.

[words by @baronetcoins, pictures by yours truly]

[sallymew4]

bro was shrouded in the evil disney villain green light while pulling this face and Mob had the gall to say he looked "sunnier". there is not a speck of joy behind those eyes what do you mean

[cobra-wives]

guys. this will sound absolutely insane. but i was looking thru my old october 2022 sketchbook and i found poto/tkk sketches.

(dont say a single thing about my old terry silver art DONT)

two years later — EVER SO COINCIDENTALLY, ON THE SAME DAY/WEEK — IM STILL COMING BACK TO THIS.

FULL CIRCLE, BABEY. EVERYTHING IS FULL CIRCLE.

[kabukeo]

tonight's little doodles

[mymarifae]

also veritas and i are on a first name basis now partially because his last name is fucking stupid and i hate calling him "ratio" but mostly because after poking at his character a bunch i've decided i like him quite a lot LMFAO

[skitskatdacat63]

Thinking rn about the first ever drawing of boy king sebby vs the most recent aaahhh

Look how far we've come and all that 🤧