#I mighta already made this post

[eclysia]

remember when i said mido never got any visual comparisons given to him? i lied. he was compared to the onceler

[myloveforhergoeson]

reading round up REDO!

sorry for the double tag, first post didn’t save properly and i wasn’t able to give you all your flowers. please find them under the cut. i’m so embarrassed.

original here:

fic list:

assorted works of @ceruleanmusings <3

Blood Diamond; Year Five

ahh!! the blood diamond one shots are always so enjoyable to read and that make me think so much about my own characters and their backstories and childhoods as well. this one in particular really got to me; there isn't much room for childhood discussion in btrtv and the way you characterize young kendall and james made me MELT. so accurate to real kids, first of all, but there was so much shared about each other with just a few lines of dialogue. katie tugging james' hair at the end is like. the perfect precursor to their relationship as they grow older too lmao! i always look forward to your work :) <3

2. assorted works of @partiallypearl / @praetoravila <3

adorable kaela blurb

lolive ghost blurb

mighta found the one (but i need you too)

'cause i don't wanna keep you guessing

ipod shuffle challenge

all over again

pearl... darling.... there is nothing i love seeing more than your lovely works! from our dms to your full works, you are truly so creative it blows my mind! this month was no exception. the kaela blurb already had me by the throat... those two mean the world to me i mean it! and the various lolive blurbs and all over again... lord you had me crying with the last chapter of that one... and of course... the wag au one-shot... you are so sweet to me and my baby girl roxy, and that blurb had me literally giggling and kicking my feet hehehe. tysm for the sweet gift for my birthday <3 and your iPod shuffle challenge was so interesting! i love all the stories you chose to tell and how every word in the small drabbles packed a punch!!!! lovely as always <33 tysm for sharing :)))

3. assorted works of @selangkir <3

promptober one-shot!!

aughauifafvaibie there are never enough words to describe how well you write katie and the knights. even if this was just a short story reworked to be in kendall's pov, the strong ties between them are evident and i love the little quirks and rituals they all have that you sneak in there. how kendall instantly knows something wrong with katie, how katie pushes back against him, everything is just *chefs kiss* excited to read katie's pov if you ever wish to share that as well!!! <33

4. assorted works of @inkameswetrust <3

date night

god. in kames we DO trust. everything about this one-shot had me going through like. every single emotion possible for a person to feel. lyn is the character of all time + i love how james (and kendall, reluctantly) got to participate in a scheme akin to their youth to make sure her date goes perfectly :)) and the dual line between what was going on with lyn and Nathan helped kendall and james learn more about each other - even after being together for so long!! thought about this one for days ngl and the drawings you made live in my head rent free. im just 1000% obsessed thank you so so so much for sharing :)

5. assorted works of @naquey / @ithinkyouhealedmyheart <3

ghostwriter ch 3-8

AHHHHH RONNIE MY SWEET MY LOVE MY EVERYTHINGGG god the story you are weaving her for and kendall have me (affectionately) tearing my hair out. the way these chapters set up her relationships with most of the main characters is just so special. though everyone is just a little bit different than one another, and all the teens have their own special quirks, they're all still able to get along and make friends. i imagine in the tough Hollywood industry, that's all they have. ronnie slowly getting to know and opening up to the other girls, the band, guitar dude, and everyone else is so sweet! each chapter brings a new understanding to her character, and i love every little thing about her :) getting to read her and kendall's story is a privilege!! so excited for their future heheh <33

6. assorted works of @icegirl2772 <3

Take A Shot In The Dark Ch. 16

eee kaelyn!!! my sweet sweet girl!! this chapter follows one of my favorite episodes, and i love all the special additions you made for kaelyn and her story. so happy to read that she and neil are over... now james can step in and pick up her broken heart!! akifaiufaiufbaie i can't wait for them to get together, you've got me on the edge of my seat :))) <3

7. assorted works of @fiyero3305 / @fiyero0533

promptober one-shots!!

MY FRIEND!!!!!!!!!!! thank you so much for using my prompt list, i'm so happy you were able to find inspiration from the things i put together this month :) though i am just a casual fan of the umbrella academy, from my two seasons of knowledge, i'm confident in saying i love your version of the characters even more lol! each blurb brought in a new sibling dynamic, something of your own to bring to the table. just blew me away, truly. my favorite was the cemetery prompt you wrote with ben. got my heart squeezing harder than ever before! and the one with the psychic and klaus and allison was soooo so so good. so happy you were able to get these out and share them ;) looking forward to more in the future

8. assorted works of @bunnyfern

a field of blooming tulips

ahh!! my lovely crowe!! i love her and james' story so much :)) the bad boy chapter never disappoints... crowe getting hints of home and talking to luka in the middle was so great! i love getting little glimpses of her life back home :) her ever-evolving relationships with the others at the palm woods is so adorable too!! always a pleasure to read <3

[hardboiledleggs]

Sneeze Hairybuns the Bard

Quick Steddie oneshot based on this post by @sharpbutsoft - Fair warning this probably won't be accurate to the D&D version they play in the show because I have the most experience with 5e and can't be bothered to look up the other editions for a tiny little ficlet like this lol. Also the poem Steve reads is "To Live Of Love" by St. Therese of Lisieux. Let me know if you'd like to be added to my permanent Steddie fic tag list :)

"D&D is Eddie's love language, Steve. You can't just Farrah Fawcett your way into his heart like you're used to doing."

Steve frowns at Dustin, causing his eyebrows to pull together.

"First off, the Fawcett Method is tried and true, don't you dare knock it. Secondly, I have literally never touched that game, how am I supposed to woo him with something I suck at?" His fingers are twisting furiously in his hair as he paces around his friend.

"Then we'll pick something you won't suck at," Dustin crows, wiggling his eyebrows. "You, Steve Harrington, will play a bard!"

"You know I don't know what that is," Steve grumbles in a flat tone. He wants to kick himself for ever having started this conversation in the first place, but even if this is a total dead-end, at least Dustin will stop trying to get him to confess his undying love for Robin.

Dustin is already rummaging through his unbelievably cluttered desk and emerges with several sheets of paper and a pencil that he has absolutely chewed the eraser off of.

"Dude, I am not fucking using your snack pencil! What the fuck did you do to that thing?"

The younger boy rolls his eyes and finds a different pencil, thankfully unchewed, and Steve grabs everything and sits on the floor with a huff.

"Fine, tell me what to do. You better not make me look stupid, Henderson. I still have that baseball bat in my car."

Steve jumps to his feet when he hears a car door slam outside. He has spent the last hour sitting on his couch and picking a nervous hole through one of the couch cushions. He makes a mental note to flip that cushion over before his parents come home next and opens his front door, bowing extravagantly to Eddie and the rest of the Party.

"Alright nerds, let's get this shit started!" Eddie squawks as he bounces through the door and shoves past Steve. "Remember kiddos, piss now because you lose two hit points every time you take a bathroom break!"

The kids file in behind him with El and Max bringing up the rear. Steve grins at the two of them.

"Don't you worry, ladies, I made snacks."

"They better not be pretzels again," Max sniffs as she drags El into the kitchen, El waving at Steve as they pass. He shuts the door and takes a deep breath, shuffling his feet on the tiled floor before following the boys into the living room where he had set up a passable D&D table.

Steve picks his way between the chairs and sweaty teenage boys to take a seat on Eddie's right, directly across from Dustin. He peers at Eddie from under his eyelashes as the Dungeon Master shuffles through his papers and jots down a few last-minute notes. Steve tries (and fails) to ignore the way Eddie's shirt is riding up and exposing his hipbones. Dustin coughs, but it sounds suspiciously like the word "Slut!" and Steve glares at him before letting his gaze fall to the character sheet he and Dustin had worked on last week.

"Alright, are we all ready?" Eddie asks as everyone files in and takes their seats. A general murmur of assent filters through the room, and Steve fights down the nausea that has suddenly crawled into his throat.

"Weary travelers! We have a new face amongst our number," Eddie begins with vigor. "Steve here will be playing..." He nudges Steve with an elbow and he jumps.

"Oh, uh, I am an elven bard named Sneeze Hairybuns." Steve fights the urge to glare at Dustin, who is giggling with Lucas across the table. "I was orphaned when I was ten and lived off the streets with just a guitar to try to make money."

"Excellent!" Eddie says, ignoring Dustin. "Let us begin."

Eddie begins to paint a picture with just his words. Steve finds himself utterly entranced with him: the way his eyes sparkle, the curve of his mouth around the word "dragon," and how sinful his hands looked as he drummed his fingers restlessly on the table and fidgeted with his dice. He's pretty sure his mouth is gaping like a damn fish when Eddie turns to him, and he snaps it shut quickly.

"Sneeze, what do you want to do? You can talk to anyone in the tavern, investigate anything you think is suspicious, or anything else you can think of."

Steve makes eye contact with Dustin, who nods, and turns back to Eddie. "I go up to the bartender to talk to him."

"Hello, young traveler. Can I offer you a strong glass of mead? We just did our monthly washing of the glasses so it should taste better than usual," Eddie barks in a gruff voice very different from his own. Steve tamps down on his anxious butterflies and leans casually against the table as if it was a bartop.

"Hiya, handsome. I think I can think of someone that sounds a little better than mead. Care to give me a taste?" Steve purrs in a sultry tone, puncturing his words with a rather gratuitous wink.

There is a chorus of whoops and "GROSS, Steve!" from around the table, but Steve keeps his eyes on Eddie. His face is rapidly changing colors, going from a pale pink to a deep almost-burgundy in less than five seconds as he chokes on the Coke he'd been in the middle of sipping from. Dustin stands up to give him a few thwacks on his back, shooting Steve a wink as he does so and mouthing "Exactly like that!" behind Eddie's back.

Eddie sucks in a deep breath with his eyes resolutely fixed on the table in front of him. His voice sounds much more like the usual Eddie as he replies, "Flattery will get you nowhere with me, traveler. What brings you and your companions to my tavern?"

"We're looking for information on the dragon that is terrorizing your village," Mike interrupts, scooting his minifigure toward the bar on Eddie's map. Eddie turns to him in relief and regales their group with tales of a monstrous beast that has been killing their livestock and kidnapping their children, and Steve shoots an anxious glance at Dustin. The younger boy shoots him a subtle thumbs up and turns back to Eddie.

Much of the game continues in this fashion. After the third or fourth time Steve opens the Party's dialogue with an NPC with a disgustingly-cheesy line about getting lost in their eyes or attempting to roll to seduce them, Erica throws her hands up and cries, "My gods, Sneeze, you can't flirt your way through a dragon fight!"

Dustin cackled, earning himself a smack on the back of the head from Max, who was observing while she devoured the bowl of popcorn she and El were passing back and forth.

"Says you, Sinclair. Our Dungeon Master hasn't stopped me yet. Speaking of, I believe I still have an action this turn?" Steve turns to Eddie, whose face has remained bright red throughout most of the campaign. Eddie nods once without looking at him.

"In that case, I would like to perform a poem I wrote for the Light Fairy." He clears his throat.

"To live of love, it is to know no fear. No memory of past faults can I recall. No imprint of my sins remaineth here. The fire of love divine effaces all. O sacred flames! O furnace of delight! I sing my safe sweet happiness to prove, in these mild fires I dwell by day, by night. I live of love!"

Steve, of course, hadn't actually written any poetry for this, but he'd read this poem in an English textbook his senior year and had liked it enough to tear it out and keep it. Mike wolf-whistles, and Dustin shoots another conspicuous wink toward Steve, but Steve hardly notices. Their Dungeon Master looks like his head might just spontaneously combust.

"Bathroom break!" Eddie's voice cracks through an entire octave as he shoots out of his seat and shuffles toward the stairs. His footsteps thump above their heads as he takes the steps three at a time.

"Maybe I'd better..." Steve trails off as he hops up and follows him. "Don't break anything or pee on the walls while I'm gone, please."

Ignoring the scuffle that immediately breaks out behind him, Steve jogs up the stairs and stops in front of the closed bathroom door. He can hear the water running inside, but not much else. Steeling himself, he knocks once and murmurs, "Hey, Eds? You alright?"

A hasty shuffling sound escapes under the door before it opens slightly, revealing a very pink-faced and ruffled Eddie Munson. Steve, mentally cursing whatever gods allowed him to think Dustin's plan wouldn't be a complete disaster, rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Why are you doing this to me? Did Little Sinclair put you up to this? Because whatever she told you, it isn't true, and honestly this is just the tiniest bit cruel because I don't ev-hhrmmMPH!"

Whatever Eddie was planning on saying is lost as Steve grabs him by the hips and shoves him backward against the ugly yellow sink before pressing their mouths together. Eddie's hands flutter uselessly against Steve's chest before finally winding their way into his ridiculous, puffy hair with a broken moan that Steve swallows greedily into his own mouth. Steve presses him further back into the counter, needing to be closer, needing to feel Eddie, and peppers his lips and his throat with kisses and bites and little licks that are driving both of them insane.

Steve gathers a handful of Eddie's curly hair and yanks his head back, giving him uninterrupted access to Eddie's throat and collarbones, which he wastes no time in completely covering with purpling lovebites. Eddie is grinding against him, hands still in Steve's hair, making the most obscene noises Steve has ever heard in his life. Neither can slow down long enough to catch their breath, and their needy pants and gasps of air are filling the room with heat.

It's only when Eddie registers the sound of footsteps on the stairs that the two men break apart in a panic. Eddie is trying desperately to arrange his curls to cover his neck and Steve is still adjusting the collar of his shirt when Will rounds the corner. He looks at them for one beat, two beats, then turns on his heel and walks back down the stairs, shouting to the rest of the group that it'll just be another second.

Breathing hard, they just stare at each other for a few seconds. Eddie is, for once, completely speechless, and Steve is just too dumbfounded that Henderson's stupid plan had worked to form a coherent thought. Eddie is the one to break the silence.

"Right-o. Cool. I'll just head back to the game, shall I?"

Steve stares after him completely dumbfounded. He gives himself another few seconds to will his traitorous body into submission before following. It takes about 10 seconds after he sits down for Dustin to make eye contact with him, and Steve tries his best to keep his face neutral, but-

"I KNEW IT! You owe me BIG, Harrington!"

"I knew it, too, you dweeb! I told Eddie like, two entire months ago to make his move. You're not special, Dustybuns," Erica snorts.

Steve sighs and puts his head in his hands, but he still locks his ankle around Eddie's under the table as he tries halfheartedly to fight the secret, pleased smile that's making its way to his face. He can't see it, but Eddie wears the exact same smile.

Tag list - @aghostcup @ask-canon-and-fanon-personified @brassreign (you said you wanted to see anything of mine that was Steddie so no take-backs)

[chibishortdeath]

I got a new sketchbook since I filled one recently :3c. Shout out to suddenly getting a ton of energy and drawing bizarre fanart at 1 am 💀💀💀.

I’m putting the more violent ones under a cut even if the post is already tw tagged because of the subject matter being a bit dark d(^^ ).

Along with explanations for all of them of course!

⚠️tw for self harm and burning past this point⚠️

First one (before the cut) is just some pose practice. Simon’s just sitting, all sad and mopey. There’s also a little chibi doodle of him in the bottom corner and a little pose armature in the top corner for a pose I didn’t even end up drawing whoops lol. I feel like I drew his face a little differently than I usually do in this one :O. Idk how that happened lol.

This one is to show the differences in anatomy between each game! The curse takes a lot out of him, poor guy, so he’s a bit less jacked than usual 😔. Well, more specifically he doesn’t have as much of a layer of protective fat anymore. And he’s also very tired :(. But yeah, this is just a reference I’ll look back at to keep this detail consistent! I was going to put scar reference on it too, but I completely forgot and eh it mighta made it kinda hard to make out anyway d(- - ).

I drew this side profile of Simon while watching a video talking about lost media stuff. I think the image I based it on was something Saki Sanobashi related, idk I just liked the vibes of the hair being blown back by wind and got inspired :). And yes I know that Saki is probably a hoax 💀💀💀💀💀, I didn��t have much interest in it tho tbh, besides just hoping something lost gets found in general. Lost media videos are honestly great for putting on as background noise when drawing :)

Simon is totally me when I have a crisis and cover my face with my hands, but make sure one eye is visible and miraculously out of shadow for dramatic effect!!!

Ok spookier stuff time, first of the below the cut drawings. This one is based on how sometimes vampires are depicted as being able to drain someone from long distances or beyond the grave. Dracula is mean, and Simon is suffering from the curse, the usual. Augh I actually need to do things cause I keep thinking of a cool scene of Simon having a weird Dracula nightmare and then waking up to see it wasn’t a dream, and that’s tropey as hell, but it’s spooky!!! Do you see my vision?

This is a depiction of like what happens with a game over or something :O. Like an absolute worst possible outcome: Simon dies and Dracula is unsealed and fully regenerated. I basically just took is Simon’s Quest design and then rehydrated it and tada, Dracula is no longer a skeleton— He ends up looking way more like Vlad the Impaler in this outfit hmmm. Also, unrelated, but a friend of mine mistook Dracula for Jesus in this drawing 💀💀💀.

Oh boy, edgy depictions of uh a lot of not being very kind to yourself themes. Idk how else to describe this one other than ya know when you get really mad at your past self for making a mistake or the wrong decision that you could’ve only known about in hindsight? Also in part the fear of actually becoming a vampire at the end of all of this? And I guess a bit of feeling like it’s your own fault, you’re the one that keeps shooting yourself in the foot, but I feel like he’d also attribute getting hit by Dracula in the first place as his fault too… hmm just a lot of very sad things going on, this one was definitely a later 1 am time drawing, maybe 1:40 or something. I think what I draw at night is further proof to not trust you when you’re tired; I get weirdly existential at night and then it’s totally fine in the morning. Simon! Just sleep! Stop overthinking!!! You’ll be ok!!!

This one I debated putting up at all cause it’s graphic and not finished (TwT ;). But it was a rare drawing of Simon smiling that didn’t look uncanny, which is kinda ironic because Simon this is not the time to be smiling—! That is also wayyy too far for just the Dracula ritual, you really only need a tiny amount to open the seal, but I’ll cut him some slack cause he is a bit at wits end by this point. I’d say maybe he’s smiling because he thinks he finally won, but tbh I thought of it more like when things are just so bad you start laughing. Like Dracula just rose from the altar and the morbid irony of it all is just so absurd, the irony that you did everything right and fought tooth and nail (Dracula’s to be exact lol) to stop it and here it is happening anyway. I wanna give this guy a weighted blanket and a bowl of warm soup—

These last two are based on what could’ve happened to him. The Grey ending is pretty much usually considered the “worst”, but they’re all nearly interchangeable, especially in the Japanese version. For example: the western release really makes the Blue ending seem like he died and didn’t kill Dracula, but it’s a lot more that he just died doing it in the original, which is to say that it’s kinda like the Grey ending just with a different eulogy— Anyway, the Grey ending is the only one that doesn’t show Simon at Dracula’s grave, so I’ve always taken it as he didn’t make it out of the castle basement. And well, setting Dracula on fire is a pretty common way to kill him so uh um, R.I.P. I’ve got a couple ideas for alternate comic endings to say the least. I might honestly just depict all of them and leave it entirely up to the reader which one happened because it doesn’t change much— Though this also has me thinking of how him surviving would work now. The curse would definitely have left some lasting effects, you don’t just magically stop having been rotted, sleep deprived, and whatever else it did. Idk I picture him being like Renfield levels of lost it afterwards if that makes sense… that could also be a pretty solid explanation for why his story isn’t told correctly and the cycle repeats with Maxim later; it’d be a pretty traumatic thing to talk about tbh. Ok but yappersvile over, next doodle 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

Aside from the burnt doodle that’s uh same explanation as the above (R.I.P.), the other two are just a little head angle and expression practice and one tiny one towards the top that’s Dracula being all spooky ghost vampire, but I didn’t like how it was looking and gave up on it 💀💀💀. It’s very hard to draw a vampire attacking someone and not have it look kinda awkward or unreadable. Tbh I struggle putting two characters in one image anyway because I have to draw the anatomy lines for both of them and they end up getting really hard to tell apart when one is behind another, one character suddenly isn’t proportional compared to the other, or you find out one of them isn’t tall enough for the pose you had in mind (>~< ). So anyway Dracula was accidentally way too short all of a sudden and I couldn’t figure out how to draw his torso without making a completely incomprehensible blob behind Simon oof.

Okie, it’s lunch time, bye :3!

[astarab1aze]

"You know, Asuka - I heard from Cedric. He's sold nearly all your paintings. It sounds to me like you may have to paint something new for him; You can't always and only ever take up mural work. I know it pays well, but your success is important to me, sweetheart, and I don't want you to fall behind in your best work."

"Oh, did he? Good fer him - and 'm gonna have to agree to disagree, mom. My murals pay the bills an' get posted on instagram. My boyfriend is a photographer--"

"Mm, don't remind me. Unless you want a lecture."

"You're already lecturin' me. Go crazy, have fun with it. Throw some confetti. I'll call your boyfriend an' we can throw a whole shindig about it since he'll jus' lecture me too."

"Boyfriend? Is that what you think he is? Your sarcasm is adorable, my love, but one little dance does hardly a romance make, delightfully charming as he was-- Oh, very clever, chickadee. I see what you're doing."

"Woop- Ya caught me! But it's only because you're so damn obvious. Ya put on the dress when ya invited him to that work thing - the really nice, lacy one that made ya look so elegant and soft but also terrifyin' 'cause ya kinda are... Hehe, everyone was impressed. Hani and I thought we mighta had to scrape his jaw off the floor when he saw you. Even sent that picture I took to Ed and Viri and those two were just as hopeless."

"Oh, stop it, sweetheart - You're just trying to get out of having a serious conversation with me by buttering me up with obvious statements. I see right through you and I cannot be fooled twice."

"Ya say that, but no one knows ya like I do - you already have the next work party marked on your calendar, and I know you're gonna ask him next time ya see him. Jokes on you, momma, guess who can't be fooled either? You raised me, after all."

"What a cheeky little shit you've turned out to be."

"Pfft, please. As if ya weren't fifty-times worse when ya were my age. Tsubasa told me allllllll your stories, dad too. You were diabolical. Worse than Hanma. Worse than Tsubasa. How many times didja sucker what's-his-face into doin' your dirty work, huh?"

"Asuka--"

"--WAIT A MINUTE. Ya cursed just now. Ya never curse."

"My darling baby bird--"

"Now I know, beyond a shadow o' a doubt - you're really into him. I can't believe how easy ya are to figure out! Does he know? Oh, I bet he does, if you're this transparent. Man, if I'da known ya liked 'em grumpy and stinkin' of horse, I'da set ya up with my history professor--"

"...I came to talk to you about your work, check in with you, adoringly lecture you, and here you are, making assumptions about the nature of my professional relationship with the Witcher who protects you from mortal harm when your boyfriend cannot--"

"Whatever, mom, don't bring Hani into this jus' 'cause you're-- Jus' go on your dates with him. He's ever so slightly less grumpy after spendin' time with ya, and now ya've got a lil extra pep in your step! An' that's sayin' somethin', since you're all doom an' gloom, but nice an' delicate like a moonflower--"

"You're lucky you're my favorite, chickadee, but if it's as you say...then our Geralt might stand to dethrone you."

"Read. My. Lips. Mom: Good."

"...You are most definitely mine."

"Ya can't help but love me!"

"More than anything in this world and the next - and that's precisely why you ought to whip up some fresh paintings and sketches for Cedric to look over and sell for you! Your future is vitally important, my love, and I won't always be around to pick up the slack when work is slow--"

"Godsdammit, mother! Ya got me..."

"This is my house...and the house always wins, sweetheart."

"Jus' you wait till me an' the stooges start droppin' hints for Geralt..."

"What was that, dear? I couldn't hear you over you having to be responsible for your own finances and maintaining the potency of your talents."

[sporesgalaxy]

You mighta posted about it already but what made you wanna quit drinking coffee? That's a healthy habit to start! I am addicted to energy drinks right now and don't yet have the capacity to quit (tho I've successfully cut down from two-three a day to just one, which is... probably something! Little victories, I guess :] ), so I guess I am just curious if it was anything specific that made you wanna quit or if you just woke up one day and went "DONE WITH THIS NONSENSE ACTUALLY"

cutting down from two/three a day to one is HUGE! especially because there tends to be a lot more caffeine per energy drink than in coffee! Congratulations!

Mostly, I did it bc caffeine makes my anxiety worse, so if Im not self-medicating for adhd there's really no benefit to me!!

On my current medications, I have just been reeeaaaallly feeling the negative effects of caffiene and none of the positive. My meds make me wakeful and focused, so caffiene was just making me feel TERRIBLY anxious and irritable and understimulated and ANNOYED.

[hattiestgal]

what’s your character design process (if you have one?)

which of your characters has changed the most in terms of design? and the least?

Oh, this is a super fun one!

To answer your first question, I haven't done a whole lot of character design super recently, but I usually go into it with either an animal, an idea, or both!

When it comes to going into something with just an animal, usually I have a vibe I wanna capture that I think the animal captures well, and sorta elaborate on that vibe as I go. For example, when I was designing Allison, I knew I wanted a woman shaped like a fridge. That was pretty much all I knew. So, I started with figuring out how to translate the animal into my style (which usually starts with figuring out the head)

Usually, I try to draw something more accurate to the animal I'm after first. Even here, you can see me experimenting with how I wanted Allison to act. Most of the time, this leads into an initial concept sketch where I do the most elaboration on the initial vibe.

So suddenly, the fridge shaped woman is a goofball (shown in the head sketches), but she's also confident and handles a weapon that can punch through a LOT. Also, see her gloved hand? That wasn't initially a prosthetic arm. I just didn't want to draw individual fingers to add claws there, thus birthing her asymmetric design. Sometimes laziness breeds creativity!

Much of the process from here is adding on ideas until you've got a solid base for your character!

She's in the same universe as Lucy? Awesome! She's a cool badass who sometimes wears a shoulder cape? Neat!

From here, you reach the point where the character carves their spot into whatever world you place them in. You establish their relationships, their feats, their past, and you carve the world out for their role appropriately!

The big thing to keep in mind is that you're never gonna nail everything down just right the first time.

Now, for your second question!

I'm sorta torn on who's changed the most. Riley has certainly seen the biggest evolution through my art style, but their design has mostly stayed the same, and theres a few others who have a similar case, but honestly, I think Violette takes the cake for most changed design.

I already made a post about just how much her prosthetic has changed over the years, but she's also gotten a new hairstyle, and honestly, just a new vibe in general. For example, here, she was a lot more... Indifferent? Even mean to a degree. She's a goth/cyberpunk gal who's not gonna take shit from anybody. She was the mean dom-y type, y'know?

And while a lot of that has stayed with her in later versions of her design, she's a lot more prone to being soft and flirty, and only letting Riley see her more dominant nature, though even that is a lot less mean now.

She's a lot more of a fully realized person than she was before. Part of that plays into her story, while another part of that was me realizing how desperately her character needed to be fleshed out. She's still goth, though that never really changed. I think I mighta leaned into a little more recently, actually.

As far as my least changed character, it's gotta be Harlow. I went in with a plan and pretty much never strayed from it.

Like apart from filling out their story more, they've pretty much always been the whole "black cats are voids with eyes" trope that I wanted to make them, the whole void thing playing into their interest in being as gender ambiguous as I could make 'em.

[mxnkeydo]

sending this in an ask so you can answer the questions easier lol

what can i call you/pronouns/labels if you prefer to share?

favorite fandoms/fandoms you like to reblog from?

thing you hate that is popular?

music faves?

what do you tend to post about?

what are your hobbies?

outside of school classes (if you are still in school) (if you take them)?

timezone (so i know what times youre able to talk lolol)?

favorite animal?

any pets?

languages you speak/are learning?

favorite color?

what do you use tumblr on, and website or app?

do you prefer writing or drawing?

left handed, right handed, or ambidextrous?

if you had to pick a flower to devour, which one would it be (doesnt have to actually be edible)?

do you swear?

idk have fun! i already reblogged with my answers on the og ask you mighta not seen it or smth

Oooooh thanks for this!!!

1. I use she/her pronouns

2. I love pjo, kotlc, aru shah, inheritance games, six of crows, and the whole riordanverse

3. I hate American football so much lol

4. TAYLOR SWIFT. ALL THE WAY. I also love sabrina carpenter (obvi) alec benjamin and a bunch of others I can’t remember lol

5. I usually post about my life, my fics and the fandoms I’m in

6. I love love love reading and writing!!! I also like singing and dancing and listening to music and laying basketball

7. I do singing classes, a stupid English class my mom made me do, swimming class, and singing lessons oh yeah and basketball practices

8. I’m in EST

9. I love rabbits foxes and cats

10. nah no pets lol

11. I speak telugu and English, and I’m learning French (and want to learn Hindi)

12. I love purple, red, and green!

13. I use tumblr on both my computer and my phone! I have the app on my phone

14. Writing over drawing 100%

15. I’m right handed lol so basic

16. I would devour hyacinths like they look so yum for some reason like

17. oh man I swear so much it’s not okay but in front of my parents not at all! Like watchu talking about haven’t said a swear in my life 😊

[roboromantic]

episode 16.

Is this Cube? /j

wait a sec all the captions on that page are Destiny related sdjfhsdjkfhskjdfh

SAY THE LINE, STARSCREAM!

That’s……………………not quite how that went when Alex told the story 🤔 It seemed pretty obvious in his telling that Megatron was still leading the Decepticons when the spacebridge got destroyed. I know they pointed out that he was really simplifying things at the time but still. the order of events seems kinda important to get right

Also I guess Soundwave never really looked like his G1 version in this continuity? Seems like a bit of a weird choice but maybe they just didn’t wanna have to make another model

Megs also seems surprised by the fact that the bridge got blown up so 👀 blease I wanna know everything

Hgdjkfhgfjghjd

HSJLFDHLJKFHSDLJDFGLHJSDE MEGATRON’S THERE?????????????? *shrek voice* he doesn’t even get to play himself 😔

PLEASE LET THE MAN SPEAK

HASHTAG THIS IS NOT THE TIME!!!!!!!!!!!

oh shit they’re referencing the spark flowers from IDW1, damn

maybe there’s a message here but it looks to be mostly gibberish and I ain’t gonna take the time to go through all of it just in case.             At least not right now

I’ve already seen a post comparing Blitzwing to the pointing wojak meme but I mean. It really does look like that sdjfhgsjdhfs

It woulda been neat if the graffiti was this ↓ but that mighta been a bit much to hope for

The text here is the same gibberish but upside-down and mirrored I guess for variety? But the fact that it now looks right-aligned just makes it look super out of place imo

Also it’s getting squished at the bottom (top?) instead of cut off, which is interesting

Your darkest hour, you say 👀

SDHFGDSJHFGSJH YOU CALL THAT SNEAKING???

Why is Shockwave’s head so dang small

“We began this war so none would kneel” OH? DO TELL 👀👀👀

I mean I don’t really wanna rehash the “Cybertronian government was corrupt and both the Autobots and Decepticons wanted change but the Decepticons were more ~violent~ about it” but then again without the idea of a frame type it’s a bit less.   Bad

He did this at the beginning too obviously but Why exactly is Bee apologizing to Skrapnel. Was he with the Autobots for a bit???

Why are they replaying the whole dang thing. To fill time???

“I get why it started, but once it became Autobot vs Decepticons-“ PLEASE…………..DEETS…………..

JKSADHFSJSDKLJGHFDJKGHKSJKDFH “WHO DID THIS?”

man comes up here like “At last we meet again” and then refuses to believe any significant amount of time has passed? Lmao

hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm there’s a Lot I could get into there but it’s late and I got a finale to watch so

OH NO WHY DOES IT MAKE THEM GRAY D:

Alien crab mech tank thing seems to be the standard Shockwave alt nowadays but once again I do wish Gun was an option

“ugly giant bags of mostly water”

………………………….I know what he meant but the way Thrash worded it made it sound like he did in fact shit himself, he just doesn’t wear pants

“Do better” is really not helpful like. I get that they’re kids and all but more concrete info on what the differences were between the factions and how they got exacerbated to the point of potentially killing their entire planet and advice on how to stop things before they escalate that far would be a Lot more useful.

this episode gave us a lot but still somehow managed to not answer anything satisfactorily aaaaaahhhhhh

--

actually I think I’m gonna save the finale for tomorrow I’m getting tired

[ellzilla]

Do you have any favorite oc's that your friends have made? I like seeing you and your friends interact with each other! Idk it just makes me really happy cause my favorite creator gets the attention and friends they deserve!

Oooooh boy you don't know how many people I'm about to talk about. A majority of my friends don't even USE tumblr! I have MANY favourites of my friends ocs. First up is the King of Stars with is my friend KHCrafter. Was the bbeg of our second DnD campaign. Literal EVIL THING:tm:! Fucked up void king who I rotate slowly in my brain from time to time. His daughter and wife's cool too but I can't find a pic of her lmao

I also absolutely adore every single sonic oc @grimsdeadb0nes rambles to me about! I'm not too Sonic-mad either and maybe I have some bias bc of it but all of them look pretty darn official and professionally made! Especially Zenyx their Zeti that I got to draw for Artfight! Oh and their scp ocs Gatsby and Scarlet who are Dr. Whitelock's Husband and adopted kid!

I love Cirqueobree's Belphegor and Baphi as well! She has a show abt them! Go check it out! [I also like their LJs. Yes. Plural.]

I like my friend Victor and my friend Peldor's characters for my SCP campaign! Although Peldor's is technically an Ark oc he reused for my campaign shhh dw abt it. Can't find a picture of Rory, Peldor's human sniper but I can find this funny image I made of 019, Victor's byerd fiend who def can't summon a library [they don't have socials so I have no way to link them lol]

Oh and @buderpog's Morag who I MADE A WHOLE ASS DST MOD FOR! And the context of this image is game shenanigans we had lol

Now these next ones HALF count but I adore @vaudevilfair's LJ a lot. Literal RAT I will bully Wine Mom til the ends of the earth [affectionately]

Also Bean, SkelloMelon's LJ! I could SQUISH him and throw him against a wall and he'd bounce like a BALL.

AND TANNER WHO'S LJ IS VERY UUUUUUWAAAAA MEEMAW!!!!

um. I mighta missed some ppl but this post is too long already so uergh that's all for now!

[queenofbaws]

Hi Queenie, hope you are well and having a good weekend 😊

Kaylee tries to set up Facebook accounts for her uncles and tries to show them how to use it to try to encourage some curiosity outside the Big House.

"Okay, so...here's your page, Uncle Bobby, I made sure to put a bunch of games on it...and Uncle Trav, I put instructions for how to look people up here on the sticky note beside your login info...and Uncle Jack, uh..." Kaylee paused for perhaps a moment too long with her hand hovering over the enter key. She'd spent the past...well, okay, she didn't actually want to stop and think about how much time she'd just wasted trying to explain the basics of Facebook to the three of them honestly, but it'd been long enough that she'd forgotten why she'd saved Uncle Jack's account for last.

When the weight of their eyes was too much for her, she finished signing in, assuming her sweetest and most innocent smile a millisecond before Uncle Bobby pointed out the obvious: "Wait...why's he already got friends and shit?"

She sniffed once, cleared her throat, and, careful not to let anything even resembling guilt flit across her face, gave them the God's honest truth, admitting, "Yeah, so...Caleb and I got kinda bored last summer, and...blah blah blah, we mighta started catfishing a buncha old ladies to see if they'd give us their secret family recipes, or pictures of their pets."

"...how, in the name of God," Uncle Travis started, talking real slow and real jerky, the way he always did when he felt like he'd been wronged somehow, "did you get that many messages pretending to be Jack?!"

Instead of answering him straightaway, Kaylee clicked on the collection of profile photos and flipped through them, revealing what was essentially a flipbook of Uncle Jack holding up progressively weirder and weirder hunting trophies, starting with a smallmouth bass and ending (for now) with a big-eyed alien roasting on a spit; to either side of her, Uncle Jack and Uncle Bobby started snickering, and only then did she grin with pride, sitting shoulders back and chin-up as she announced, "Wait 'til you see the posts we've been makin' in the conspiracy groups!"

six sentence sat(or)sunday!!!

[trannydean-moved]

Anyway. Idk if you've already talked about it but how'd you come up with your OC? Feel free to give backstory:)

i don't think i have talked about this really?? i haven't made an official post or anything but i mighta said smth vague in tags of reblogged posts. but for starters, jaime was basically supposed to be a self-insert at first. that's usually where i start when i make the first oc for a series. i usually go the self-insert route and then tweak em so they're a bit more of their own character to differentiate them from just me dropped in the series. one thing i usually do is make em like coffee??? idk i just noticed i do that a lot with self inserts in the process of becoming their own thing lmao.

but yeah basically i thought "okay i'm just getting back into spn and the last time around, i didn't make an oc, so i need to do this now", i slapped a previous name of mine onto him for his first name and one of my middle names for his last, and boom, there's my stupid little spn bitch (said with love).

[anoddreindeer]

Brothers in the Blackwood Gang

Jane Sutton blinked and cursed as a bullet smashed into the edge of the overturned table she crouched behind and sent a spray of chips and splinters into her face.

"Douglas Hale you son of a BITCH! When we get out of here I'm going to strangle you!"

The deep roar came from her left, where John Blackwood was propping up the broken, shot to shit table he'd tried to take cover behind when the shooting started. It had been a nice piece of furniture once - or as nice as any saloon card table was, anyway - but it was John's name on the gang and all the wanted posters, so most of the gunfire was pointed in his direction and the table could only take so much. It had already broken down the middle from the stress, the left half falling away and the right half being what John was still using for cover. The green felt top was shredded, the chips and cards a distant memory, and it wouldn't take much more punishment.

"Well how was I supposed to know her brother was a lawman? 'S not like she wore it on her sleeve, John!"

Douglas Hale's distracted voice came from behind the bar as he popped up and fired twice before ducking back down as distinctly fewer bullets answered his attack than there had been. Douglas was an idiot and a flirt, but he was a quick idiot and flirt and he'd managed to shoot at least two of the posse currently adding new windows to the front of the saloon.

"My brother ain't a lawman!"

The sharp female voice came from behind the bar as well, and Jane flashed a quick grin at John, who simply rolled his eyes. Douglas had managed to bring the Jezebel he'd been talking to over the bar with him when the shooting had started, but apparently she hadn't known about any of the other skirts he'd been chasing since they got into this jerkwater town. The place was barely big enough to merit its own saloon and post office, but Douglas had managed to find several women more than willing to step out with a handsome stranger. More incredibly, he'd somehow managed to keep that fact from each one of them.

The sharp sound of a slap punctuated a lull in the gunfire, and the Jezebel went flouncing away from the bar towards the stairs up to the bedrooms. When Douglas popped up to fire again, Jane could clearly see the outline of a hand and all five fingers on his cheek.

She whistled.

"Damn, but that's an arm on her! Shame she met you first, Doug, she mighta made a good member of the gang!"

Douglas dropped back behind the bar as three guns answered his shots.

"Oh fuck you, Jane."

"Not even in your dreams, Hale!" she called back as she took the opportunity to pop up and fire.

Five bodies were clearly visible on the dusty road outside the saloon. One of them had the stupid hat she'd seen the sheriff wearing; John had shot the man before he'd been forced to turn over the card table. The other four were other members of the posse; the fact they hadn't run when John shot the sheriff meant that someone else had to be holding 'em together.

Jane shot one of the other lawmen, his shiny badge drawing her eye to the rain barrel he'd been trying to stay behind. The next moment, a man in a fancy-looking black duster popped out from the corner of the water tower and yelled something she couldn't hear. The other posse members could, though, and a renewed hail of fire drove Jane back down behind her table.

"One in the fancy coat, over by the tower! He's the one holding the reins on these idiots!"

John didn't bother answering Jane's call, just stood up with a roar and started firing. He wasn't fast, but he was accurate; even as a bullet smashed into his shoulder, jerking him halfway around, the man in the fancy coat dropped with John's bullet in between his eyes.

"Let's get out of here!"

The panicked shout was music to Jane's ears as the three remaining posse members broke and ran, heading East and out of town quickly. She stood up and stretched the crick out of her back before brushing off the splinters and wood chips from her unfortunate table. John had already crossed the room and gotten Douglas by the front of his shirt, though the shorter man was attempting to reach around and put pressure on John's reddening shoulder.

"I swear to God ya idjit, can't be tellin' our after-heist plans to every light skirt and pretty face in ev'ry town we done come to! Why-"

"John, I understand that you are angry with me - and it is well within your right to be so, but perhaps we ought to-"

Jane tuned them both out as she walked to the front of the saloon - both the doors had been shot off, so there wasn't anything but a gaping hole in the front now - and put two fingers to her mouth. The earsplitting whistle that followed drew complaints from both men behind her, but more importantly drew out Batterbee, Lewis, and Lucke from where they'd been hiding in case things got too rough. The rest of the gang was back at camp, waiting for the all-clear that would mean they could come into town - a signal they wouldn't be getting, thanks to Douglas. They'd have to move on to the next town and try their luck there.

"John's been shot, one of y'all go find the town sawbones," she said, ignoring the complaints about her whistle coming from behind her.

Lewis turned away and walked off without another word; he was a strange man, silent but for the sneezing that gave him away at the worst times. If he wasn't so useful otherwise, John would've given him the boot years ago; as it stood, if you needed to know where something or someone was, Lewis was the man you'd go to. How he knew what he knew was the subject of much debate, but he refused to say and nobody'd figured it out yet.

Batterbee and Lucke headed for the horses Jane and the other two had tied up in front of the saloon. Batterbee was short and dressed like Yankee Doodle, in the latest fashions from New York - no matter how dirty or worn the clothes were by the time he got new ones to replace them. He was sharp as a tack and mean as a snake, but he respected the hell out of John and would stop his bullshit if the man told him to.

Lucke was almost the diametric opposite; he was tall and gangly, and was a friend to all and sundry. He was also one of the few people who'd put up with Batterbee's shit, and was therefore almost always the one to do so.

The two of them would get the horses ready for a quick getaway, once the sawbones had finished up with John. She nodded at them, and Lucke nodded back with a wide, gap-toothed grin.

Satisfied, Jane turned back to find that John had somehow managed to get Douglas in a headlock, and was threatening to drown him in a glass of whiskey. She snorted, and went to find a chair and a bottle to watch the show. They'd be fine; they always were.

[eyesoforpheus]

so ik u made the post a while ago and sm one else mighta already told u, but i just reblogged ur ‘wish i could purr’ post to explain that you can !! i do it lol sjhfjf im v autistic abt it lol

yeah i’m aware! it’s definitely possible to make the sound and I’ve done it before, in that post i more meant that i wish it was a subconscious/automatic thing like blinking :]

[confusedamphibian]

omg 🤭

Dilf 😳

[grumpygayming]

                              Mike & Porter’s Puppy, Larry.