#I noticed while drawing this that they wear the same colored clothes and it made me sad

[ewwww-what]

The inseparable nature of two cousins who live in different towns and hate each other a little bit.

[signanothername]

do you think killer might only have an aversion to his jacket after leaving nightmare? in a way I always thought it was his sort of comfort, or grounding, when he was with nm

though now, with color, he simply hates it or finds it unnerving to be around because it’s just a painful reminder.

also love your headcannons and art, they are very sparkly ✨✨✨

Thank youuu <333

To me, Killer always wanted to feel pretty, he just never got to do so under Nightmare, he only had that one jacket, and one pair of shirt/shorts and one pair of shoes, and only washed those whenever they needed the wash

Here’s the kicker tho, Nightmares wouldn’t have cared if Killer wore different clothes each time under him, in fact, Nightmare would’ve preferred it actually, Nightmare is a bit obsessed with his image, and he always makes sure that his space is clean and tidy, that also includes the people living with him under the same roof

If you notice, I never draw Murder with visible dust on him, not because I can’t, but because Nightmare wouldn’t allow Murder to stay with such dirt in his own castle

That goes for everyone, Nightmare tells MTT that he didn’t recruit animals under him constantly, that after each mission, he expects them to clean themselves up and not stain his castle with the dirt, blood, and dust on them

Nightmare can tolerate a stain or two, but he won’t have his subordinates looking absolutely disheveled

Of course, that makes MTT forced to clean themselves up if they don’t wanna get into trouble, and Killer especially, he’d do that even without Nightmare telling them so (as would Horror), Killer simply cares a bit about his looks, he’s not as obsessed with how he looks as Nightmare is, but Killer does prefer to look presentable at least

But that’s where Killer’s abuse comes in, while Nightmare wouldn’t even care if Killer wore something different, Killer never found himself doing so, not because he didn’t want to, but because he saw no point in it, his new clothes are gonna get ruined if he put them on then went on a mission right after when Nightmare ordered it, his new clothes made no difference when all Killer was allowed to do is stay at the castle or go out in an AU when Nightmare wished it (and Nightmare’s the only one who had the power to teleport them from one AU to another)

He saw no point in finding his own joy by wearing something he likes cause that could easily be used against him, a weakness, a vulnerability he would rather not open the door to in his environment

Of course, after he’s saved, Killer didn’t just simply let go of all of these ideas on the get go, in fact, it took him years to understand that he can now wear whatever he wished without any sort of limitations or consequences, not to mention, his undeniable nostalgia to Nightmare as well as his belief that Nightmare would either kill him sooner than later for betraying him, or that he’d end up back under Nightmare again

So Killer was convinced that there’s no point to changing up

And of course, comfort, this outfit is what he’d known for years, he can’t just let go all of a sudden

That of course, eventually changes as Killer is shown love and care, and it starts small, with Killer having one or two outfits besides his og one, and wearing these new outfits on rare occasions, but as time went on, his wardrobe filled up with newer outfits and he wore them more and more and his og clothes less and less, all subconsciously than an actual conscious decision on Killer’s part

And as time goes on further more and Killer learns and adapts and heals, he eventually finds himself in a new outfit every day, his og outfit completely forgotten to time and completely forgotten by Killer

Only to find it again, only this time, he can’t really wear it anymore, and Killer would come to the realization of how much he’s healed <3

I don’t necessarily think Killer would hate his old clothes after he’s saved, but rather, would always have a part of him unable to stop from growing a bit fond in a fucked up way, not that he’d want to actually go back to such times, but a part of him will always look back and think of how far he’d come, and how far back such memories are

[rainbogen]

[Art by @caroline-draws-stuff ]

Based on the NES sprites, I present you with the Identical Twins au. In which Mario and Luigi were born as... well... identical instead of fraternal twins.

Their bodies and physical capabilities are, with very few exceptions, completely identical. Same strength, same jumping height, same stamina, etc.

Ditto for their looks. For those who are wondering, Luigi's green eyes are contacts he got because he liked the color. He's tried to style his moustache like in the games, but for some reason the hairs never want to stay in that shape for long.

Something similiar applies to their physical stats, which can be temporarily altered via beans, but have this strange tendency to reset themselves to the identical base values every so often...

That said, Luigi's steady diet of mushrooms during his formative years has made him slightly taller. It's no more than 2 cm and one can only notice it when they're not wearing hats, when their hair floof doesn't get in the way, and upon looking very closely, but that difference is there.

So are they 2 of the same person? Absolutely not. Mario's still the cheery, outgoing, optimistic, stubborn to a fault one. Luigi's still the clumsy, easy to scare, brave, inventive one.

But if one only looks at their appearances, it's easy to get them mixed up. How likely that is to happen varies from person to person.

For better or worse, their parents can always tell them apart effortlessly. (The bros grew up in the Brooklyn part of New Donk City and moved to the Mushroom Kingdom as adults.)

Their friends and other relatives can mostly tell them apart, though they do occassionally mess up. The bros can also pull a twin switch when they want to, just with a bit of effort.

As kids they liked to swap their shirts and hats when nobody was looking and pretend to be the other one for fun. They can still do it as adults, just with more difficulty, but rarely take that initiative.

There was one particular incident when they were in grade school. Mario had missed a major test due to being sick that day and was not good with the material, so Luigi offered to take it for him. Mario just needed to take Luigi's place for a few hours. This did not work for long, as some bullies wanted to pick on "Luigi" while his brother was away and Mario didn't take kindly to that, to say the least. Meanwhile, the teacher saw through "Mario" due to certain handwriting quirks, recognizing familiarly worded answers, and Luigi having signed the test in his own name. Both of them ended up with detention that day.

Strangers and acquaintances mixed them up quite regularly. The reason the brothers went with their NES colors as adults instead of the matching look was to make each other stand out more.

During their first mission to rescue Peach, Mario did most of the work with Luigi occasionally chipping in to help. This, along with Mario's more outgoing personality in general, led to many assuming they were the same person.

And when Luigi went out in public to do things like shopping and used his own name, the Toads either assumed he's Mario making jokes or using an alias to avoid drawing too much attention and decide to "play along".

The brothers being adressed by their surname by many people in the beginning meant this development wasn't noticed until it had already spread. Some even went as far as to say the idea of Mario having a brother was just a rumor.

To say Mario wasn't happy about this when he found out is a massive understatement. As soon as he heard the news, he cashed in a favour from Peach and she assembled a public conference just so Mario could clear up the misunderstanding. And gush about how cool his lil bro is while he was at it.

Meanwhile Bowser, despite having fought both brothers, at first didn't even catch on to them being two different people. He just thought it was Mario wearing different clothes or using power ups. Once Kamek finally managed to clue him in, he's taken to calling Luigi "Green Mario" because he knows just how much Mario hates that.

Luigi's clothing choice of white overalls as a plumber had gotten him some playful ridicule from his relatives. He's taken it as a challenge though, with him keeping a log of all the jobs he's done without getting them dirty.

There was one incident where Luigi dyed his hair green. The twins have taken a blood oath to never bring it up again.

[herofics]

A day worth waiting for

A/N: I really felt like writing some angst with Gojo. Also, I’m feeling kinda shitty, so I needed something to cope with it. I’m not suicidal specifically, but it keeps kinda flashing in my mind as a “you could do that though” if that makes sense. I started writing this like 3 months ago, but I didn’t finish it then, so I’m writing it now

Warnings: Self-harm, blood and suicide attempt-ish

You were just laying on the floor, staring at the ceiling. You had no clue how long you’d been laying there. It might have been minutes, or it might have been hours, you had no idea.

You didn’t feel anything, you were just numb, maybe not even numb, every emotion just felt the same. It was like all the colors were gone.

You stretched your hand towards the ceiling. You were wearing a t-shirt, so you could clearly see the scars that covered your wrist. There were no fresh ones, hadn’t been in a while, but the urge was still there, the urge to rip your skin open and let your life bleed out of you.

And why wouldn’t you? There wasn’t anything here for you. Gojo would be fine without you, he was the strongest, after all. He would probably even be better off.

“It’s decided then” you muttered while getting up from the floor.

You tried writing a note, and even though the idea of ending your life made so much sense in your head, you couldn’t figure out a way to explain it on paper. The only words you managed to put down were “Forgive me, Satoru. I hope you don’t curse me too much”. A few tears fell on the paper, smudging the ink.

You went to draw yourself a warm bath, before rummaging through the drawers under the sink to find a razor blade. You threw off your sweatpants and climbed into the tub in your underwear and a big t-shirt.

You exhaled deeply, before looking up at the ceiling. Were you really going to do this? Were you ready to leave yet?

That’s when you heard the bathroom door open. You quickly submerged the razor blade and hid it under your thigh before Gojo saw it. You managed to cut yourself in the process. How did you not hear him come into the apartment?

“Whatcha doing in the tub with your clothes on?” he smirked from the doorway, not yet putting the situation together.

He was just standing there, looking like his normal dashing self. He took off his blindfold, like he always did when he came home to you.

“I fell in” you lied.

Gojo took a step closer, chuckling, about to say something, when he noticed the blood in the water. The smile died on his lips as he realized what was going on. He knelt down next to the tub and grabbed both your hands, checking your wrists.

He sighed in relief as he realized you hadn’t done anything yet. Then where was the blood coming from?

You saw the panicked look in his eyes as he still held your hands in his while looking for the source of the blood.

“I nicked myself-myself when trying to hide the razor blade” you hiccuped, tears welling up in your eyes.

“Oh doll” Gojo said softly, before pulling you up with him as he stood up.

He took your shirt off you and grabbed a big, fluffy towel, wrapping it around you.

“I need you to talk to me, and I think you need that too” Gojo said as he stood in front of you.

There was something different about the way he looked at you. Anger you would have recognized, but this wasn’t it. Fear? Was it really fear you saw in his eyes?

“Satoru?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you okay? You look kind of scared” you noted.

“First of all, I think I should be asking you that. Secondly, I think my fear is pretty justified when I find the person I love sitting in a bathtub filled with water, ready to open their wrists”

“Well that sounds a bit gruesome” you muttered.

“Am I wrong?” Gojo asked, tilting his head to the side.

There was a moment of silence between you, before you spoke a simple, quiet: “No”

You couldn’t hold back the tears any longer. Once you said it out loud, admitted what you were going to do, it was like a dam broke. You just started sobbing uncontrollably.

“It’s okay doll, it’s okay” Gojo assured as he picked you up and carried you out of the bathroom.

You were still wrapped in the towel and holding onto Gojo’s jacket for dear life. You didn’t even remember what had originally gotten you so upset that you would resort to what you had attempted to do.

Gojo had been through this with you before. The last time this happened, it was with you trying to overdose on your medication. It was one of the few times in his life he had been absolutely terrified. Seeing you laying there unconscious, with an empty pill bottle next to you, had been one of the most horrific moments of his entire life.

Now it was happening all over again, but this time he had been on time. This time he had gotten to you before you’d done anything stupid, this time he’d managed it. After Suguru left, Gojo had sworn he wouldn’t lose anyone else like that. He wouldn’t let anyone else disappear into the shadows again.

Gojo sat down on the bed, still holding you in his arms.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry-so sorry” you kept blubbering while burying your face to his chest.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay” Gojo said, grabbing your hand and attempting to ground you through his touch. “Just breathe”

After your breathing and crying calmed down, you looked up at him with tearful eyes.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what happened” you muttered, trying to get up from his lap.

“Nu-uh, you’re not going anywhere till we talk” he pulled you back.

“What am I even supposed to say?”

“Just something, I don’t want you to be alone with this. You know I won’t leave you alone before I get a satisfactory explanation” he half joked.

Gojo just wanted to hear you say that you’d be okay. He just wanted to hear you say this was just a fluke, and it wouldn’t happen again. At the same time, he knew you couldn’t promise that. That you wouldn’t just magically start getting better, because you or he wanted you to.

“I don’t know what happened. It just seemed like the right choice, but the second I saw you, I was like “What the fuck am I doing?” and it didn’t feel like it made any sense anymore”

You kept staring at your hands while leaning the side of your head against his chest. What you said was true. Seeing him had made you change your mind in the end. You could have tried to reach for the razor again, even though it would have been futile with him in the same room. He would have stopped you, no doubt about that, and besides you didn’t want him to see you do that to yourself. The act itself was way different from just seeing the aftermath.

“Well I’m glad I have that effect on you, but that doesn’t really give me much insight to your mental state right now”

“I guess it doesn’t, but I don’t really know what else to tell you” you sighed.

You just sat there in silence, Gojo embracing you and you leaning against his chest. You didn’t know what to tell him. Even if you managed to formulate something that would make sense to you, it would probably just sound crazy to him. It was so hard to put any of it into words, let alone in a way someone else would understand.

“I don’t know what’s going on in that pretty head of yours, but I just want you to know that no matter what you think, I’m not better off without you, and neither is anyone else you know” Gojo said suddenly.

“Thank you” you said after a while more of silence, looking up at him.

“What for?” he asked as he met your gaze.

“I guess I just appreciate the reminder at times like these”

“I’ll remind you for the rest of our lives, if you’ll let me” he smiled softly.

You placed a hand on the side of Gojo’s face and caressed his cheek with your thumb.

“I’d like that”

Maybe one day you’d love life as much as you loved him, maybe that day was worth waiting for.

[ducktoonsfanart]

Quack Pack Autumn (Fall) - Huey, Dewey and Louie plus Phooey Duck with their family and friends in the forest with woodland animals and pets - Ducktales, Duck comics, Darkwing Duck and Quack Pack - Quack Pack AU - Duckvember - Game, Well-To-Do, Placid, Wild, Impish, Wayfaring, Emotional, Tenacious and Cultured Ducks - Tribute to Peanut Squirrel and Fred Raccoon - Easter Eggs (crossover) with animals - My style

I'm not a fan of autumn to be honest, but there are certainly various activities that can be done during that time of year. Autumn begins on September 23rd in the northern hemisphere when summer ends and lasts until December 22nd when winter begins in the northern hemisphere. A period when many leaves get various colors from the sunlight and fall down. Many children play in piles of leaves and scatter them around, while adults clean and prepare them as part of firewood or use them for soil fertilizer. So in this case, these ducks have an activity during autumn so they went to the forest and made their forest friends. I drew two drawings dedicated to that time of year and as one of the themes for Duckvember I just noted that these characters can be certainly placid, but also wild at the same time. It depends on the outcome in the forest and the attitude towards wild animals.

In this case, the animals they found in the forest (it doesn't matter if it's North America or Europe, although the biodiversity on the two continents is completely different) are actually very peaceful and seek attention for play. And those animals are in keeping with the personalities of these teenage ducks who hug them. And they wear clothes appropriate for autumn. Yes, I drew them in the Quack Pack version, and I think it certainly suits them (the same goes for preteens and regular younger children from the regular versions), especially Louie and Webby who love animals and care for them. Ducktales 1987 and the Quack Pack episode "Shrunken Heroes" prove my point. Huey got a fox, Dewey a beaver, Phooey a skunk, April a raccoon, May a bear, June a woodpecker and a sparrow, Webby a fawn, and Louie Duck and Gosalyn Mallard got both male and female rabbits and squirrels. Dugan Duck is having fun raking leaves like kids usually do. All happy together (not all of them) in the oak forest. Yes, I have of course added pets like Webby's pet rabbit named Sweetie, May's Knuckles the Iguana and Dugan's pet frog named Froggy. See more about that here: https://ducktoonsfanart.tumblr.com/post/705826485631614976/quack-pack-kids-and-teens-with-pets-first-of-all

Yes, I drew the animals as they usually look in cartoons and comics, so they are not realistic. And I also used what I drew from Donald Duck comics as well as other media. You may also notice some familiar characters as Easter Eggs, like Bambi the Deer from Bambi (1942), Todd the Red Fox from The Fox and the Hound (1981), Koda the Bear from Brother Bear (2003) and Pepe the Frog (2005) in addition to Froggy. Since the Quack Pack were members of the scouts (except Dugan), they certainly know how to deal with animals. XD Yes, the tribute is dedicated to Peanut the squirrel and Fred the raccoon from New York who were popular on social media (Instagram and Tiktok especially) and who were taken from their owners and euthanized unfortunately a month ago. And influenced the US elections. Better not ask me why. It is certainly sad what happened to them (Peanut and Fred) so it is partly dedicated to them, and I am a lover of forest animals myself.

I hope you like these drawings and these ideas and feel free to like and reblog this and feel free to say what you all like and what you don’t like. Just don’t use these same ideas and these designs of these characters and animals without mentioning me. Thank you! And I also want to dedicate a little to this season of autumn which is coming to an end soon.

[katsukikitten]

look y'all don't ask how I got here but here we are

Sako Kota

He's easy to spot, tall, middle part, blonde hair that fades into black at the tips, late twenties, handsome.

He comes in every week, usually mid week, when it's dead and you're bored to tears. So it's not as if your eyes could wander anywhere else and he doesn't make it easy.

Sitting down in the same booth everytime, closer to the back, both the entrance and the exit behind the counter are best seen from his spot. Plus the advantage of watching through the giant window while being concealed by the tint that keeps the sun from baking you alive.

He dresses nicely, adorned in turtlenecks no matter the season, even now as the cicadas cry out of misery, begging the sun for relief, his throat is shielded by a thin fold of fabric. The sleeves are three quartered as he takes off his light long jacket and tucks it into his booth. Glancing at an expensive watch to check the time. It's the only glamorous thing about him, the rest of his clothes are always form fitting and simple, paired with well worn but unscuffed boots. As if he buffs and polishes them.

He's ordered his usual and the sweet of the week to go, even though he always sits inside. You're sure it's so no one will bother him when it's time to collect his dishes.

Today it is an early gray tea cake and his normal latte. One you could make with your eyes closed, regular milk steamed, regular milk foam, only one shot of espresso so it isn't too bitter and when you have it, three pumps of gomme syrup. You've noticed he prefers it over simple syrup. You wonder if the gum arabic really does make the drink silky smooth like your boss says. You've made his drink for yourself once or twice after he's left but you always felt weird about trying it as you stared into the bubbles of the foam. Felt almost creepy as you dump out your one daily free beverage over some guy you barely knew.

Maybe it was because you knew he never noticed you the way you did him.

Anytime you'd call his name he seemed to look right through you or worse, glare down his nose at you, eyes focused on the white container in your hands that held his sweet caffeinated nectar and the white box with his treat neatly wrapped up.

“Sako?” You call out almost as a question as if he weren't the only other living soul in the cafe aside from you while your lazy coworker hid away out back. His cake neatly packaged on colored paper to make the gray of the cake and white of the soft creme pop under the cellophane window. His drink in your palm as you reach out to hand it to him over the counter.

Rough calloused fingers brush over yours and stupidly you feel your heart race. Honey brown eyes like molten amber glaring down at you from the contact. Sticky is his gaze as he keeps eye contact and this time he isn't looking through you.

He's looking right at you.

His face neither softens nor sours, stays in that bitchy expression of disgust that you think he wears as a mask to shield away some other part of him. Still it stings, feels embarrassing to be under the weight of his scrutiny.

Mortifying as you pull your hand away and realize what you've done on his cup where you normally write a name.

You'd been day dreaming, thinking of the kanji in his name, “help” or “assistant” and “fox.” The idea of it made you giggle as you must have absent-mindedly drew a little chibi fox with a clipboard and glasses before the espresso machine whined for attention leaving you to forget all about your little drawing.

Cold sweat drips down your nape as you wait for your coworker to come back from his ages long smoke. Jittery as you shifted your weight from one foot to the other before he finally returned, shoving your way towards the back with nothing more than a hissed “restroom” in hopes you're out of sight before Sako can see your drawn stupidity that he may take for an insult. Rushing into the sweltering heat of the ally, groaning as you fist your apron and try to fight back tears you hadn't realized were welling behind long lashes.

Instead you miss his scoff as that heavy gaze cuts over the lines of black sharpie. The ink stark against the white paper cup that he turns slightly so he can see it better. The chibi fox in black and white, clipboard perched between its paws and round glasses sitting atop his smiling snout.

You'd even given the little fox a turtle neck, it makes his lips twitch upward.

It's a shame really, a damn shame that you missed how soft his face gets when he smiles.

[laes-expoau-official]

-Finally finished the true official designs (full colored edition) for Expo. The only ones im missing right now are Miku and the Creator, but eh. (Descriptions for design under each image)-

Moon. His design was mainly based off of the thumbnail design for Laes with his "thumbnail sweater". If you had noticed, Moon, Sun, and Solar only have one eye. This is because they ended up getting very expensive updated bodies (because Fazbear loves being in debt), which the crescent side of their faces is actually like a tv screen. The other side of their face is actually a smooth piece of plastic casing. The hat Moon wears is actually a hat Lunar had gotten custom made to wear during the October takeover, and later, Monty made Lunar's design to have a cyan variant of it. So Moon's hat is actually the original.

Lunar. His design is more or less identical to canon, from hat (the neck ruffles are the same color as his hat instead of white), to weird pointy shoes (which again, are colored differently) he is missing his eye and arm, still playing on the Creator's weakness of drawing two identical eyes.

(I forgot to color Earth's eye, lol) Fazbear did try to update her like the others, but they just ended up messing up her right eye, hence why her bangs cover it. Speaking of hair, Earth now has shorter hair and a lavender bow instead of the rainbow headband. She's now almost entirely in her green/blue skirt.

Gemini/Pollux/Castor. Starting off with the twins, Pollux and Castor have an interesting new style. Their clothing now fits the whole opposite of the other. Castor now has a tail with the Gemini symbol on it, while Pollux has the symbol in her eye. Both have a stocking like pattern on their legs as well as a fingerless glove style on their hands.

Gemini. Gemini is similar to canon, with their fair share of differences. Their pants don't fade into blue anymore, their hands and feet have the same design as Expo Pollux and Castor, and their poncho-like hood id also dark blue and purple with golden accents. (their face isn't colored for the reason of my markers do not like to blend well)

Sun. This is probably my favorite design of them all. He has a faded blue hat (originally Nexus's as Moon) the Earth helped him to patch up (the patches correspond with his family). Sun also is wearing the cat sweater (from Nexus) and tennis shoes just like Moon and Solar. He also has that whole screen thing, just like Moon.

Solar. He is really a dull orange color (my markers were way too bright) that now wears a soft pastel shirt, not reminiscent of the Daycare (based off of an official fnaf shirt i have) and plain red pants with patches. He wears boots/tennis shoes that are "Eclipse themed" and has the same crescent screen like Sun and Moon.

(Oh yeah, and he's missing a ring finger because Jack bit it off at one point, as well as part of his pinkie on the gloved hand)

-One more thing. This will be my last post because of the fandom in general about several characters and won't continue until either the fandom calms down (which i doubt will happen), or until i decide i want to continue. It's mainly because i want to work on a semi-large project for Kat (whether or not they'll see it) and i want to spend time on it so not only does it look nice, but it has every possible thing i want to add to it. I likely will post some drafts that i get done when i have time, but no promises. Im also turning off asks until i get my drafts cleared out again ;v;-

-It's not you guys, it's me and the toxic fandom. I need time to cool off and make something hopefully really cool for Kat.-

-Edit; you can send me asks or whatever through my main, especially if you want to ask questions or whatever and stay anonymous-

[gh0st-t0wn3]

I hope this isn't too much of a bother, but could we possibly get a design breakdown of Princess Iron Fan? Like inspiration and references? I can't overstate how well the design works and how beautiful i think it is

Of course! And thank you so much, I'm glad you like my design :)

(Sorry this took a while to get to, by the way, things have been kinda crazy right now so I've been a bit busy)

When I was designing PIF i was mainly inspired by the Feitian/飞天, which are depicted as beautiful flying celestials in Buddhism, skilled in music and dance. The Feitian in art aren’t depicted wearing traditional hanfu, but rather outfits that consist of bandeaus, pants, and scarves that are influenced by Indian clothing (I'm not sure if it's noticeable at a first glance but my design of Iron Fan is actually wearing long pants, rather than a skirt like in the show)

I found these specific pieces on pinterest originally that introduced me to this style of clothing, and when I saw them I just knew I had to use them for my Princess Iron Fan design.

(These pieces were made by Qi Sheng Luo and Light Moon respectively which can be found on artstation.)

When I was looking for references I also made a point to look at portrayals of Iron Fan in different media iterations, including stage plays, movies/shows (both animated and live action), novel descriptions, etc. Eventually I found this depiction of Iron Fan from an opera performances of JTTW, "The Monkey King: Flaming Mountains" which was performed by the Sichuan Opera theater (I was unfortunately unable to find the name of the performer who plays Irom Fan specifically).

Her color palette (specifically the red-to-white ombre pants, bits of gold embroidery, and the tassels on her outfit) were inspired by this characters costume from the 1986 JTTW series. While I was drawing her I was under the impression that this was Princess Iron Fan as finding any information about this series and its characters/actors was surprisingly difficult, but upon looking further into the series (via wiki, which probably isn't the most reliable source) I found that this might actually be an entirely different character (though I can't find their name) which is a bit embarrassing 😔.

Her hair style and ornaments were all inspired by Princess Iron Fan's portrayal in the 2010 series who was portrayed by Liu Zi, with some obvious differences, such as her crown piece being the same design as in LMK.

Her cloud collar (or Yunjian/云肩) and the scarf around her arms (Pibo/披帛) are just a few small things I wanted to keep from her design in the show, though her Pibo is something she only had when she was still a part of the celestial realm/before she married DBK, I still wanted to include it.

[justsomerandomfanfic]

hi!! im absolutely in love with ur work!! i would love a platonic and romantuc marvel + dc matchup :)) guy/girl/anything in between for either platonic or romantic, i am 18 y/o and i use they/them pronouns!

physical appearance: midsize body type, lots of softer features, shaggy blonde hair, hazel eyes and big ol round glasses

personality: very confident (way too much for my own good) friendly, outgoing, humorous, stubborn, ambitious, and emotional

hobbies: drawing, reading, writing, watching movies/tv, playing video games, and acting/singing in local theatre productions!

aesthetic: typically cluttered and colorful, lots of patterns and bright colors!! i have an androgynous clothing style and i usually wear v colorful makeup

fave movies/tv shows: funny n gory fast-paced action (ex: bullet train the suicide squad, the boys), silly horror comedies (ex: tucker and dale vs evil, freaky) or goofy teen comedies (ex: sex education, mean girls, pitch perfect). also ANYTHING ZOMBIE RELATED I LOVE ZOMBIES!!

fave music: amped up alternative pop/rock!! think mindless self indulgence and will wood type beat w lots of weird sounds and earwormy tunes (some more artists i enjoy are poor mans poison, twenty one pilots, set it off, the lumineers, and hozier)

sorry if this is a lil long!!

Hey, I'm sorry this is so late! <3333333333 And you gave great info, (I also love zombies) :)

But I hope you like your matchups!

Romantic and Platonic Matchups; Marvel and DC

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Romantic;

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Marvel;

Pietro Maximoff -

You met Pietro after the events of Avengers: Age of Ultron.

Yes, he is alive and well.

So speedy, bullets didn't even graze him.

Anyway, you met Pietro during a benefit event he was forced to go to since he was an Avenger now... Oof.

He was there begrudgingly, rolling his eyes and lounging in a corner while trying not to look completely bored.

He tried having fun and talking to a few people, but they were all the same. Like Tony, rich and just... Ugh...

You were invited since you were part of the press, and when you spotted him - the speeder that helped save New York from robots - you walked over.

You couldn’t resist joking about how out of place he looked, making a quip about his fancy suit - the tie loosened, and hair a slight mess - and not to mention that casual slouch.

He smirked, surprised by your boldness. Your confidence intrigued him immediately, and he stuck around to chat.

You both introduced yourselves, despite you knowing him already from the news, and you being a part of the press.

It wasn't long until you got him laughing out loud from how funny you were.

After the event, you continued hanging out.

You quickly bonded over your shared love of fast-paced action movies, bantering about which stunts were the coolest or most unrealistic.

You both love to have movie nights where you watch movies such as Bullet Train and for some reason, Pietro really likes Mean Girls.

Pietro adored your bright, colorful aesthetic; he loves gifting you clothing that matches your aesthetic and vibe; sometimes after hanging out with Pietro, he'd wink, speed away, and you'd find a pair of socks that you absolutely love.

You guys love playing video games together. He’d win the racing games but get frustrated when you beat him in strategy games. But, it is all in good fun.

He always forgives you ;)

Pietro realized that he had feelings for you when he speeded his way to your apartment - you gave him a key - and he found you singing and dancing without a care in the kitchen.

He stood there, shocked, before that soft smile of his appeared, his eyes half-lidded - he leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, and eyes softening - the sight of you being so carefree, and the sound of your voice, made him feel warm inside.

Yep, he had fallen for you. In that moment. Even more so when you noticed his presence and turned. The bright smile on your face was contagious and made his already fast-beating heart race.

He would then begin subtly showing off more than usual around you, zipping through your tasks and chores to impress you - and help you not have to do those said chores - like dishes or vacuuming.

Another thing you begin to notice is that he stands closer to you during conversations.

Pietro finally confesses on day when he takes you to the country you have always wanted to visit; something you didn't even think Pietro would remember you telling him.

There, at sunset, after a full day of exploring, Pietro confessed his feelings for you.

"You know, I've never wanted to slow down before, but I think I could for you."

You understood what he was saying.

He loves to sneak backstage after your performances to surprise you with chocolate and your favorite flowers.

You balance his impulsiveness with your thoughtfulness, often bringing snacks or water when you know he’s been running around too much.

He constantly finds excuses to pick you up or carry you places. "Why walk when you have me?"

You and Pietro like exploring vintage shops and hunting for accessories for both of your wardrobes.

He loves saying, "Didn't see that coming?"

Visiting theme parks together, with Pietro insisting on riding every rollercoaster twice because it’s the 'only thing fast enough for him.'

Competitive video game nights that end in playfully over-the-top arguments.

Pietro loves just dancing with you to your music, like Twenty One Pilots, and The Lumineers.

At night, if you have trouble sleeping or just want to cuddle, he'd hold you close, petting your hair, humming old Sokovian songs his mom used to sing to him.

~~~

DC;

Richard 'Dick' Grayson -

You met Dick at the community theater where you were performing.

He was there with his father, Bruce, and his brothers, as a part of a Wayne Foundation charity; to help preserve the theater.

He was immediately struck by you, not only by your beauty but your beautiful voice and the way you stood on the stage; he swore you were one for Broadway or something.

Watching you perform, Dick was mesmerized. He leaned over to Tim mid-show to whisper, “Do you think she’s famous? Because she should be.”

Tim rolled his eyes, but even Bruce smirked slightly at his son’s obvious admiration.

After the performance, Bruce encouraged his sons to mingle with the performers and other guests as part of the charity event. Dick made a beeline for you, heart pounding, rehearsing a casual greeting in his head.

(“Hi, I’m Dick. No, wait- that sounds weird. Richard sounds too formal. Just smile- wait, don’t smile too much!”).

When he finally approached, his first words were a rambling compliment about your performance.

“Hey! I just wanted to say you were… Incredible out there. Seriously, I’ve seen Broadway shows, and this was better. Way better. Not that I’m, like, a theater critic or anything…”

You laughed, finding his nervous energy endearing, and thanked him.

You clicked right away, finding his humor and charm impossible to resist.

Dick started showing up at the theater regularly, always claiming he was there to help but spending most of the time talking to you. He’d bring coffee or snacks, using them as an excuse to hang out.

Oh, yeah, he was just in the neighborhood. Totally.

During your conversations, you realized you both loved action-packed stories, albeit in different forms - you loved movies and theater, and he loved acrobatics and comics.

You both also bonded over your shared love for anything zombie.

He quickly became your go-to person for venting.

Dick realized his feelings after one of your performances. Watching you light up the stage with confidence and talent made his heart skip a beat.

But, let's be honest here, you had him since he first saw you.

He’s a sucker for your colorful aesthetic, often complimenting you - sometimes complimenting you multiple times a day.

He’s incredibly supportive of your hobbies, showing up to every performance and cheering the loudest at your shows.

You surprise him with little doodles or notes in his gear bag, and he secretly treasures each one.

Dick loves to treat you by taking you shopping, either at malls or thrift stores, where you end up with bags of new colorful clothes.

When he is not Nightwinging around in the night, Dick will bring you into a waltz, holding you close as you hum a tune. Sometimes, you both dance and just have fun, playing Poor Man's Poison or Set It Off from Bluetooth speakers.

You both have cozy nights in, also when Dick is free for the night, where you both watch The Boys, popcorn with you, and Dick's arm around you.

~~~

Platonic;

~~~

Marvel;

Tony Stark -

Being a part of the Avengers meant you were forced to know Tony Stark since he was Iron Man.

You joined the Avengers after Nick Fury asked you to join. Yeah, pretty simple.

You were actually staying at the X-Mansion in the countryside of New York when you got the call.

How did he get your number?

But, Nick had heard of your mutation and asked you to come over to the Avenger Tower for a meeting.

They would pick you up and everything.

You were quite curious, and cautious, but you went.

You never thought that you were going to be asked to join the Avengers.

But, hell yeah, you knew that you could do it!

After agreeing to join, another meeting was held in which you got to meet the other Avengers and get a tour - along with seeing your new room.

Tony freaking Stark was very interesting in getting to know you more, and so, like Tony Stark do, he decided to hold a party for you.

Beforehand, he asked you about your favorite bands and made sure to play them during the party.

You were really boppin' to Hozier and Twenty One Pilots that night.

During that party, Tony got to know you.

Your humor caught him off guard, and he was instantly hooked on your witty remarks and unshakable confidence.

Oh, he knew you both were going to be good friends.

You became his unofficial creative consultant, offering feedback on everything from suit designs to marketing slogans.

He loved teasing you about your colorful aesthetic, but secretly thought it was awesome.

Like he does for everyone, he gives you the nickname 'Rainbow Brite.'

Refereeence.

Tony would take you on spontaneous shopping sprees, insisting on buying you over-the-top outfits or gadgets.

He likes buying things for you and loves it when you just buy things for yourself on his card.

He doesn't care, he's rich.

You are the only Avenger that actually allows him to buy things for you all the time. The others kind of reject his gifts at this point.

He lets you drive any of his cars.

Don't be surprised as well if you find his credit card in your wallet.

Tony loves spoiling his friends.

Endless banter and sarcastic back-and-forths that make everyone around you groan.

Tony will watch movies with you, just be warned, he will make fun of them most of the time.

~~~

DC;

Harley Quinn -

You met Harley at an underground art exhibit where you were showcasing some of your drawings and art.

Your colorful style caught her attention, and she immediately complimented your vibe.

On top of that, she called you a 'walking masterpiece.'

You struck up a conversation about art and horror movies, and Harley decided then and there that you were her new best friend.

Have fun.

Harley adored your outgoing and confident personality, and the two of you quickly became partners in chaos.

Stealing carts full of food from stores, setting off colorful smoke bombs, and petting Bruce the hyena.

She loves how you can match her energy, and is endlessly impressed by you and your talents.

You became her go-to person for any advice she may ever need or just someone to rant to when things get sad or overwhelming.

And the same goes for you, she will always be that shoulder to cry on if need be.

Watching zombie movies while Harley cheers for the zombies and throws popcorn at the screen.

Singing and dancing together to loud, upbeat music.

Shopping trips where Harley encourages you to go even bolder with your style.

Matching outfits!

Will go ham on watching Pitch Perfect and Suicide Squad.

Totally not meta.

[graciegoeskrazy]

Neeeeeeed more of Marty’s daughter and George! Was thinking of their bond/dynamic when George was taking care of her while Matty was sick plssss

is there somebody that can watch you?

george daniel + niece!healy!reader

warnings: fluffffff, being sick, i think that’s all????

a/n: Hi! i like this one it’s adorbs. ty anon!!!

You never heard the quiet footsteps coming into your room. It wasnt until the slight sinking of your bed and the gentle hand on your shoulder that you finally woke up.

When you opened your eyes you were greeted with George.

“George?”

“Hi, Bubs.”

“Daddy is sick. He doesn’t feel well, so you’re gonna spend some time with me. Okay?”

“Is he gonna be okay?”

“Yeah. He just needs some rest.”

George got a text from your father less than an hour ago. It was only 7 in the morning at the moment.

‘Just woke up. I feel like shit.’

‘Alright?’

‘I need you to take care of baby girl for the day. I don’t want to get her sick.’

‘You know you don’t need to lie to get me to hang out with your kid. She’s more fun to hang out with.’

‘I’m not lying. I’m sick.’

‘Mhm…’

‘Mate I have a 102.2 degree fever.’

‘Ew stay away from me.’

‘Christ can you just come and pick up my kid?’

‘Hehe yeah i’m on my way.’

Next thing you know, George was in front of you waking you up, packing up a couple changes of clothes because it was very likely you would be with him for a couple days, and picking you up and heading out the door.

Matty was lying on the couch in his robe and an array of blankets drinking a cup of tea. You and George walked into the room and headed to the front door. George was carrying you with one arm and your mini suitcase with the other. You noticed your father called for him.

“Daddy?”

“Hi, darling.”

He looked like shit. He could tell by the look on your face that you were worried about him and it made his heart swell. That and the fact that you were still half asleep was a recipe for absolute adorableness

When George walked into his flat you were fast asleep in his arms with you head lying on his shoulder. Charli walked out from the bedroom when she heard the door open in close, and smiled at the adorable sight in front of her.

“Look at my little baby!” She whispered.

“Poor girl is passed out.”

She smiled and kissed her fiance. “Any plans for the day?”

“Yeah. hanging out with little Healy.”

…

Cut to a few hours later, Charli and you were sitting in the living room floor coloring notebook pages on either side of the coffee table. George came in with drinks for the wo of you and sat down next to Charli.

“Whatcha drawing babe?” He asked you.

“Princess.” You said.

“That’s a beautiful princess.”

“Do you like it?” You held the picture up to Charli.

She smiled. “I do. I love her dress.”

“Me too. I want to get married in it.” You said, continuing to color.

“No boys till you’re 30,” George said.

“That’s okay. Boys are gross.”

“What?! I’m a boy, does that mean I’m gross?”

“Yeah. You messy.” The couple let out a laugh.

“Hey!” George said.

Charli readjusted. “Boys can be fun! You can go on dates with them and hang out together and marry them.”

“Yeah. When I get married I want a pretty, silver ring and a big, white, puffy dress. Like Cinderella.”

George eyed Charli. They had just gotten engaged a little less than 2 weeks ago and hadn’t yet told you the news. “You know…I know someone who’s gonna get married.”

“Who?” You asked not looking up from your work.

“Auntie Charli.”

Your head shot up which caused the couple to laugh a little but. “You?” You asked. Your jaw was hund wide open. Charli nodded. “With Bubba?” You asked, pointing.

“Yep!” She said.

You ran around the table and hugged her tight. She did the same.

“Isn’t that exciting?!” She asked with a smile.

“You’re gonna look like a princess.” You said while pulling away. George just watched with a smile.

“I know! And you and your daddy get to come and we’ll get you your very own dress to wear so you and I can be princesses together.”

You smiled wide and big.

[vividzzxz]

🌸 ᴴᵒʷ ᵉⁿʰʸᵖᵉⁿ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ʳᵉᵃᶜᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ 🌸

(Hyung line)

-Heesung:

ⁱᵈᵒˡ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ˣ ⁱᵈᵒˡ!ʰᵉᵉˢᵉᵘⁿᵍ

-The first time you both met was at the dance studio, where both of your groups had a mixed dance session. He was flabbergasted by your beauty. He often stared at you for too long while you were dancing, and ofc you noticed it and gave him a smile to which he almost passed out coz of how beautiful your smile was. -He often asked your group members about your details and tried to make small talks between you two. You loved to make new friends and ofc you talked back. (NGL... you found him cute too. Who doesn't..?) -Then the day came where he built up enough courage and asked you out on a coffee date. You being yourself, accepted it coz you had a little crush on him too. You dolled yourself up, doing light makeup and wearing beige-colored clothes to match with the date and went on with the day.. -Heesung was shook at how lovely you looked and couldn't help but stare. After buying you a coffee and one of your favorite snack, you both started talking. -Timeskip to almost a month later, he's glad he took you on that date because once you both became closer day by day, he asked you to be his girlfriend, and you accepted it. He still thinks of it and smiles to himself for earning himself the kindest girlfriend ever.

-Jay:

ⁿᵒⁿⁱᵈᵒˡ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ˣ ⁱᵈᵒˡ!ʲᵃʸ

-The first time he met you was one of their concert and afterwards their fansign. He fell in love with how beautiful you were. How you were dressed in a denim mini-skirt and denim jacket with a cropped shirt inside. A simple outfit that made you look like an angel. -He waited Hoped for the moment where you would come for the fansign event. And once you came he was the happiest person ever. He gave you more affection than the others. He felt this surge of happiness when you both intertwined your fingers together like the others did, even you felt it. -After this, both of you hoped to see each other, and guess what, fate brought you two back together at a cafe. He walked into the cafe wearing a mask and a hat, not wanting attention. He saw you sitting there at the corner drawing on your i-pad, the sunlight hitting your face and highlighting you already beautiful features more. -This gave him a surge of confidence as he came and sat beside you, and voila you both started talking casually and now are great friends that are in love with each other.

-Jake:

ⁿᵒⁿⁱᵈᵒˡ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ˣ ⁿᵒⁿⁱᵈᵒˡ!ʲᵃᵏᵉ

-Both of you met at a petshop. You went to give your pet dog to the shop owner since you both were friends.. When you were petting you dog and kissing her before leaving, Jake walked in with one of his other friend. He saw you petting your dog and walked up to you. You both were visually shocked by each others looks. Both of you shrugged it off before he initiated the conversation. -He asked whether the dog was yours and started petting it. Surprisingly, your dog let him pet it. "She doesn't let anyone other than me and the owner pet her. Guess there are some people she might like after all." I say before giggling. He replied with a giggle and continued petting her. I looked at the time and sighed before giving her to the owner. "Are you leaving her here with the owner? Are you going somewhere??" He asked. -I replied "Yea.. My mother's sick and she lives in Japan, so I gotta travel to meet her and I can't take her with me coz my mom's allergic to dog fur. I'll be back in exactly a week, hope she'll be fine". He gives me a smile before saying "Hope your mother gets well soon." I smiled and walked out of the shop so I could catch my flight on time. -A week later I come back to the same petshop to see him petting my dog. I run to my dog before hugging her tight and kissing her so much. He laughs before asking how's my mom doing.. After the convo he makes a brave decision of asking me on a date to which I accept and well after hanging out for a while we both start developing feelings for each other.

-Sunghoon:

ⁱᵈᵒˡ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ˣ ⁱᵈᵒˡ!ˢᵘⁿᵍʰᵒᵒⁿ

(Both of you work under the same company / entertainment )

-You both first met at an event, where you both wore similar clothing and sat next to each other. Both of you had small conversations during boring times but kept it limited to prevent dating rumors. But the thing you both noticed was that, you both kept meeting each other at the same events more often. -This caused you both to become better friends with feelings for each other. Both of you knew you liked each other and you were whipped for him and his looks and vice versa. But you both were scared of the attacks and hate you would get for dating each other. Once after an event both of you were called in for a meeting. They shared that both of you had to go to an event as a couple. -This caused major shock for the both of you. They said that most fans wanted you both to take part in a event as a couple as you both looked good together. Later on, you both had a private meeting, with just the two of you. That's when he built the courage to ask you out, to make it official, to show you how much he loved you. You loved it but warned him about the attacks he would face due to this. To which he said he would be ready to face anything as long as you were with him. -You accepted and well until today, he's the best thing that had happened to you.

GYAHHH... I NEVER KNEW MAKING SOMETHING LIKE THIS WOULD HAVE BUTTERFLIES ERUPT IN MY STOMACH... ESPECIALLY THE JAKE ONE.. UwU

✧( ु•⌄• )◞◟( •⌄• ू )✧

-Note

I take requests for writing...

It can be from Skz, Svt, TxT, En-.

It can be based on smut, fluff, etc.

THANK YOU !!

[slightlyhopefulromantic]

a return to the monsters and mommies au designs, this time properly lined and in color! :D posted in the middle of the night just like last time though because i have problems <3 there are some small changes to these designs, but for the most part i was pretty happy with them so this was mostly just to give myself a color reference for them all lol

gonna ramble about small decisions i made below the cut, but its not necessary at all to understanding the designs! just wanna dump my thoughts somewhere :P

for the most part, the kids' designs are the same as i do them for normal canon, but there are some small differences. i've never really done a proper reference for their kid designs either though, so i guess no one would even notice LOL

freeman family: well, firstly - nick's last name is freeman in this au LOL but its easier to refer to him as nick close so people know who i mean as opposed to nicholas foster. usually, i draw nick close with blue hair (i think he goes through a range of colors, but blue is my default), but i do this because he does it to honor morgan. since she is alive here, instead, his default is pink because thats his favorite color to dye it! morgan and nick both have various bead jewelry because i like to have the headcanon that morgan is really into pony bead jewelry; this is also why all of my nick and nicholas designs have the same trans pride necklace, morgan made it for him :] both nick and morgan wear glenn's old clothes, both of them are wearing his shirts in this piece. aaand morgan has subtle heterochromia as a reference to the split timeline! she always has it, it doesnt just magically happen or anything, but its just a small nod to that.

wilson family: its real important to me that grant got his dad's exact coloration except for his gray eyes, which are all carol. why is this important? i dunno! its just interesting to me. also, carol doesnt usually leave her top buttons undone, but upon entering the forgotten realms, she unbuttons it because otherwise her shirt will pop open while she's doing things (to be honest, as a person with a larger chest myself, her shirt probably still pops open but it does help-!). usually i draw grant with a gay pride necklace, but since he doesnt come out pre-forgotten realms in this au, i tragically had to drop it. i miss my rainbow grant. please come home, baby.

oak-garcia family: i always forget to do mercedes's tattoos in my sketches because tbh i never know exactly what to give her. but! but. this time i just went for it. these tattoos arent necessarily set in stone, but i think theyre cute. the tattoo hidden by her skirt is an oak leaf for henry :] her gem necklace is also the same color as his eyes! her skirt is supposed to be, like, tie-dye or maybe more bleach washed, but i dunno how to draw that so whatever. the twins are, like, 100% the same as usual, i just gave sparrow a pink bead necklace instead of the multi-colored necklace i use for my default canon design lol. also, i think i drew the twins slightly too tall here, which is funny because theyre the only ones who are notably shorter than their mom HDFJKGHK

stampler family: i struggled a lot with what colors to give samantha, because i wanted her to have a bright color palette but not anything garish or patterned. originally she was gonna have a white shirt, but then i realized that would make it so all the moms had white shirts and i just couldn't have that LOL so i ended up landing on red for her! it matches with terry junior, so i thought that'd be cute :] terry's design is probably the most different from my default for him? which still isn't a lot but i swapped his dark blue flannel for a black undershirt instead. i cannot explain why i did this. it just felt right in the moment. i gave him a sweet revenge shirt instead of the usual black parade shirt i give him because... well. if you know, you know. and finally, terry gets a little concert admission bracelet!! i always do that, but i just wanted to point it out because i think continuing to wear an admission bracelet for ages after a concert is a very teen thing to do. i always felt so cool doing that in high school hehe

[charlenefrl]

Drawing Alexander

Hi, and welcome on the first post of this blog!

Today, I'd love to talk about the thoughts and research behind some of the commissions I ordered from @elfinfen!

Let's meet the little dude (he's sixteen, and small, so let's call him that): Alexandros Philippou, best known as Alexander the Great!

Lots of thoughts below, so if you want to know how the pic was made, keep reading!

Okay so the first thing is: what did the real Alexander look like?

I have been using @jeannereames's website, which has been VERY helpful (so if she is ever reading this post, thank you, you are a great lady and I love your novel and your work). She pointed at a head currently in Athen called the "akropolis head", showing an idealized version of Alexander around the age of 18.

The nose of the statue is broken, so I let Elfinfen do whatever she wanted with it!

While most ancient statues were painted, we have no paint left on this one, so I had to figure out the colors for the picture. Plutarch tells us that Alexander's complexion was pale, so I went with that. One thing to note is that in the novel, Alexandros is the son of Zeus, granting him the privilege of having pale skin that never sunburns (does it outweight the very likely possibility of being cursed by Hera? I'll let you decide). One thing that Plutarch also said is that Alexander's scent was fabulous. That probably means he liked to wear perfume, but in the novel I decided to go with the most ludicrous things people said about Alexander, so he DOES have this divine scent, even when he's covered in dirty sweat.

What was Alexander's hair color? We don't quite know. It was probably something like dark blond or light brown. For my Alexandros, I always give the picture of this lion as a ref, because his hair are described in the novel as golden, honeyed, and various shades of light brown in winter.

So yup that's my Alexandros' hair and it looks like that in the middle of a campaign when he can't wash.

Now, moving to the eyes. I honestly can't remember where I read that Alexander's eyes were of different colors, but I decided to keep that trait, since it made him look a bit different from his friends. In the novel he hates that he as mismatched eyes, because he's an angsty teenager who believes that's why he can't get a boyfriend (no, Alex, the reason why is because you're scary). I usually describe his eyes as "one blue as a summer sky, the other like that of the sky in those hours between day and night".

In the novel we get to meet Hermes, Alexander's half brother, who shared the light blue eye. He also states Apollo has light blue eyes. For the darker one, let me share the awesome commission of the other dad :

The light on the Philippos portrait is slightly different, but they do share eye color. I have yet to decide if Alexandros was meant to have two fathers all along (like Theseus does with Poseidon and Aegeus) or if there were twins merged in the womb, but it's 100% certain that Philippos is his father... except it doesn't show much. The narrator once noted they have the same hands, but Alexandros looks more like some of his divine brothers, and is struggling with the suspicion the king isn't actually his father. You may notice they also have a different skintone, Philippos being described as very taned in summer. Their hair color couldn't be more different, which is a choice I made, because I haven't found anything, anywhere, about Philippos' hair color. People usually give him darker hair but I think that's a way to describe him as an opposite of Alexander.

Still comparing the two pictures, you may have noticed Alexandros is looking up while Philippos is looking straight at us. This is because Alexandros is described as small in the novel, so he is usually looking up to meet the eyes of his men. Elfinfen had the tough job of making him look like he's staring down at people while being smaller than they are, and I feel like she slayed that part!

Let's move to the clothes!

The main inspiration was the famous mosaic of the battle of Issos:

The look was used in the 2004 movie :

The shoulders are a bit different. I used the recreationg from this website because it looked amazing and those colors look really good on my Alexandros:

Back to the Philippos pic, you may notice that father and son share these colors: dark red, bronze and beige, though Philippos favors the darker colors and Alexandros the lighter ones.

I hope you liked this post! I love to share the thoughts behind the commissions I order, so feel free to comment <3

[creedslove]

Hear me out on this! Marcus is coming home from a terrible day at work, he is expecting his wife and daughter to be busy with their own stuff (Marcus is a girl dad and I will die on that hill) but he comes in to see his small child wearing one of his suits, and she is pretending to be him. Marcus cannot help but feel emotional, but even more when his daughter says he is her hero and she wants to be just like him. Marcus is totally asking for another baby after that. ~🌹Anon

Marcus Pike x f!reader

A/N: 🌹 anon this is beautiful ❤️🥺

• Marcus is a man who leaves home to work already thinking about the time he gets to come back, because we can barely wait for it, he is happy man who's got a beautiful wife and daughter and finally work isn't the only substantial thing in his life

• But he still needs to work his ass off, because he's the head of the department and he's a good agent so good results are expected from him, some cases end up well and some don't, some are easier than the others and some are simply a nightmare

• the thing he hates the most in the world is having to get home late, he hates to arrive after dinnertime because he misses important moments with his family

• one of his favorite times to spend with his daughter are the meals because he finds so cute how his toddler eats, she is like a little princess, eating off her beautiful colorful plate, chewing things up slowly like she was taught by you and being overall adorable

• he doesn't have a reason to why he likes that so much, but he does and he loves his daughter and he's the best dad in the world so that's awesome

• not to mention that whenever he gets home after hours, his beautiful princess is already asleep

• he watches her sleeping, stroking the same beautiful hair she inherited from you but it pains him that he can't listen to her sweet voice and having her watching him with attentive eyes

• and your daughter on the other hand misses her daddy all the time, he is all she ever talks about, and she waits by the window every single evening, in hopes to see his car parking in the driveway

• Marcus had been so stressed out you decided to leave that out and not mention it, it would only break his heart and make him feel guilty, but his absence was also something you hated and you missed your husband too

• when it was laundry day, you separated Marcus' business suit to take them to the dry cleaner in order to get them perfectly clean but you were so caught up in other activities, you left them on the couch and forgot about them

• when your daughter saw her daddy's clothes, she immediately got curious and went to check on them, giggling as they smelled like her daddy

• she hadn't seen him for a couple of days, since Marcus left before she was up and got home after she was in bed, her little heart missing him too much, she had the idea of putting the jacket suit on

• and that was exactly how Marcus found his daughter once he got home: a tiny little toddler with a huge gigantic suit jacket on pretending to be him in a work meeting and doodling on a paper while you made dinner in the kitchen

• Marcus' head hurt from the stress and the unpleasant moments he spent at work, but all of it just disappeared and went away the moment he spotted that scene, it made his heart overwhelmed with love

• he walked to his daughter who widened her eyes the moment she noticed her dad and dropped everything she was doing, in order to rush to him and snuggle him tight

• the way she squealed 'daddy' and ran to his arms was too much for him, lifting her up and placing kisses all over her beautiful face, he snuggled his daughter

• when Marcus put her down, she grabbed the drawing she was working on, it was a drawing of him, in a suit and a cape, and she explained to him he was her favorite hero because her mommy had told her daddy's job was to catch bad guys

• he was at a loss of words, he felt tears coming into his eyes as that sweet innocent little girl meant the world to him and she wasn't even aware of it

• Marcus decided to talk to you later, perhaps it was time for you two to have another baby, life was perfect with one adorable kids, but he would love to have a second one, a little baby who would have the best big sister in the world and the prettiest mommy too

• he also knew that he would have to find a way to be more present and get home earlier because he was missing out on a lot of things and that was not how he wanted things to go

• Marcus took the drawing with him to work the next day and kept it in the office so it would give him motivation to work more and more, after all, that was the most precious work of art he could ever have

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[theelvenhaven]

Muse

Caranthir x Reader

k words

Request: Ohh I've been in bit of a Caranthir kick recently, thanks to you 👀 So for request... Thinking about artist reader and their muse Caranthir. Be it sculpting or painting they're always eager to pester him a little to be their model and praise him along the way. Or perhaps a quiet moment in the evening and he catches them doodling him in their sketchbook? 🥰

A/N: I totally understand the Caranthir kick, I get that way too lol. I hope you enjoy!

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It was hard not to be captivated by your partner and all the things that made him… well him. What wasn’t there to love about Carnistir? 

He had a tender heart but kept it guarded though those walls had slowly come down under your careful cultivation and love that you gave him. He was strong emotionally, and his temper while fierce wasn’t as easily triggered as most people suggested it would be. Carnistir used an amazing amount of restraint to keep from being so irrationally angry and with you he was always the epitome of gentle and caring. 

Not to mention the great intelligence and skill Carnistir had. He was a wonderful conversationalist despite his reserved nature, and always were conversations full of variety and interesting topics. All that he seemed to have knowledge on somehow or another. Not to mention how excelled in banking and finance and even in diplomacy. You supposed having six other brothers would make you quite the diplomat when they were out to annoy and set your temper off. 

But not only was a fine politician, but when he had shared with you his artistic abilities you were impressed with his gifts. It was hard not to be when you first laid eyes on a heavily embroidered piece of fabric that he was going to use to make himself a new tunic. Nor did it fail to impress you when you were gifted with a heavily beaded and embroidered article of clothing as well. Proudly did you wear it, and still wore it. 

Carnistir inspired you to create, as an artist how could you not be inspired by him?

If anything you found yourself to consider Carnistir your muse. At first in the fact that he always seemed to give you great ideas on what you could sketch or paint next, painting some of the finest works of art he had ever laid eyes on. 

But the more time you spent with Carnistir, the more you wanted to draw him and his beauty. 

Carnistir was the most handsome ner you had ever laid eyes on. His dark hair complimenting his reddened complexion and freckled body, with bright silver eyes that stood out and pierced right into you. His lips full and perfectly kissable- you would know- and his jawline was strong, nose hooked. 

He was beautiful to you. 

But despite all of your praise on his beauty and how much you adored him, you knew Carnistir wouldn’t let you sketch or draw him. That he’d be too self conscious for you to do such a thing, so you took to doing it in secret. 

Finding places to perch with your sketchbook out of his sight, sketching his strong Feanorian features, and spending copious amounts of time to make sure it looked just like him and was perfect. At first not all of it was identical to him, it took some time to fine tune everything and get it just right. Especially working with a moving figure and basing it off memory. 

But eventually you managed to nail down how to draw him and that intensely handsome face of his, always keeping a red colored pencil on you to shade in his reddened face to tie it all together. You adored all of his expressions, no matter how dead panned or softly expressive they were, you took to drawing all of it. 

It even got to the point where you could sketch him being in the same room with him, while Carnistir stitched and embroidered something. He was too busy to notice that you were sketching him, hyper focused on his own work never minding that you two were creating with him. It made him feel good to know that you wanted to spend your time creating with him too. 

Tonight was no different, as you sat on the sofa, your back leaning against the armrest and with Carnistir at the other end of the sofa. The two of you sitting in a comfortable silence as he continued to stitch, the sounds of the hearth popping in the background, paired with the scratching sounds of your pencil lead against the paper. 

Having been so used to drawing him, you didn’t need to look up to see what his face looked like. Drawing it all from memory, you were completely lost in your own little world as you continued to sketch him, taking your time. Adding details and shading, completely absorbed in you work, so much so you didn’t notice Carnistir getting up off the sofa to walk around for something. 

You only continued the task at hand, while Carnistir walked over to his desk that was just behind you. Reaching for a pair of embroidery scissors to snip at the loose thread to at least shorten it, he was going to turn around and come sit back down with them. But as he began to approach he paused to see what it was you were sketching. 

Quietly he looked over the ner that was on your sketchbook, not thinking much of it at first. Curious to know who it was that had caught your attention recently that you would draw them, there was no flame of jealousy as he understood how inspiration worked. Especially seeing his mother hard at work in the past and all the nerri and nissi she sculpted that wasn’t his father. 

He approached and looked harder, and felt a ripple of surprise run through him as he realized that the ner on the page in your sketchbook was him! You were drawing him? Why? He was the furthest thing from attractive- in his mind- and yet here you were putting him down on paper. Skillfully too without even having to look at him. 

He felt the heat of a blush begin to rise on his face, reddening his face further. It was hard to argue that it was him when you switched to your red color pencil and began to lightly redden his face, and darken the freckles on the sketch of him. Carnistir was a mixture of embarrassed but he was also flattered… Disbelieving that you’d find him so attractive that you’d want to sketch him. 

Carnistir had always concluded that you weren’t with him for his good looks, as he felt he really didn’t have them with the rubicund face he had. 

“Is… that me?” He rhetorically asked, but it was more of a shock even if he already knew the answer, it made you freeze in your sketching. Slowly he watched you move to sit up and turn around to face him, and you noticed how deep his blush was and how he seemed frozen unsure of what he was supposed to do now that he had caught you. 

For a moment you were quiet as you set the sketchbook in your lap, looking down at the drawing on the page of a very intensely focused Carnistir. But you began to smile, you supposed you had been doing this in secret long enough. 

“It is.” You answered him simply and with a smile directed towards him, and you could see the visible shock that was on his face. This was an expression you hadn’t ever seen so clear on his face, maybe in his eyes and not like a mask that took over his whole face. 

“Why?” He asked trying not to sound so uncertain, preparing himself for any criticism or shortcomings you might come up with. Carnistir loved you and you him, but he couldn’t see what you found attractive to be able to draw him. 

“Because I find you handsome.” You answered and you could swear his face grew even redder, rivaling his deep burgundy tunic. Carnistir stood there stiffly, his arms at his sides with his embroidery hoop and scissors still in his hand and those intense silver eyes left yours looking everywhere but at you. 

His low self-esteem beginning to shine through, you had always suspected he didn’t think highly of himself, but now it was really showing. He hesitated on what to say for a moment, whether he should argue or let you have it. You’d be the only one in the world- aside from his mother- who thought him handsome. 

“That can’t possibly be true.” Carnistir said to you with a surprising amount of firmness as he finally moved to take his place on the sofa. Scooting as far down it as the furniture would allow, putting a huge gap between the two of you as he went right back to his work. Trying to forget he ever heard you say such a thing. He didn’t think you were mocking him… right? You were above that right?

But fear settled in and he wondered if you were, you were too good to be true for him in his mind. He was lucky that you wanted to be with him… He let his thoughts run rampant with “what ifs” as he sat in silence, snipping away at thread that was too long. 

“It is true, Carnistir.” You said to him warmly and you watched the way he tensed up hearing it from you, how could you possibly think that? Had you seen his face? His nose was too big, his face was too red, the scowl he wore was too intense… The only thing he liked was his freckles, because they were his mothers. He truly didn’t understand what you saw in him, save maybe his personality. That he was semi-confident was decent. 

“I don’t see how.” He whispered out unintentionally, meaning for it to sound a lot more confident than it did, you looked at him sympathetically. You thought for a moment before you began to scoot down the sofa to sit next to him, 

“Mmm I see how though.” You said holding out your sketchbook to take, this time it was flipped to a different part of it. Another page that had many little sketches of his face and facial expressions. Carnistir swallowed thickly as he looked at it from the corner of his eyes, Hesitating to put his hoop down before finally he did. 

Taking the sketchbook from you as you encouraged him too, and slowly he looked over each little sketch. He winced, did he really make all these faces?

“There’s more.” You said softly as you reached over to flip to another page, and this time it was a full body sketch of him, dressed in an outfit from a festivity that you two had gone to together. When did you have time to do this one? He wondered to himself. 

He let you flip the pages and with each picture, no matter how well you captured his likeness… Seeing his face over and over made him cringe. He hardly looked at himself in the mirror because he didn’t like what he saw, yet here you drew him freely and openly… repeatedly. 

“Y/N… Why? Why are you drawing me? Why are you showing me these?” Carnistir asked this time with a firmness, though the confusion was sound in his voice as he knitted his brows together in a deeper scowl than he supposed he wore all the time. There was always a scowl to his face and it didn’t stop you from drawing it. 

“Because I find you to be beautiful Carnistir, if I may dare say… I think you are my muse.” Him!? Your muse!?

“There is nothing beautiful about me, you’d be better off drawing someone like Tyelko or Curvo.” He argued back immediately, one named the Fair and the other for his likeness to their father who was no doubt attractive. Many nissi and nerri certainly chased after the two- their father included though he rejected them all seeing as he loved Nerdanel. 

“Who says there isn’t? Carnistir, you are so beautiful.” You said eagerly as you scooted close enough that your knees were touching, though despite himself… Carnistir relaxed at the feel of you touching him. He sighed out in frustration, because he wholeheartedly disagreed. There was nothing beautiful about him, he didn’t want to insult you… But had you seen him?

“Y/N. There is nothing about me that is attractive. My nose is too big, my face too red, my lips are full but they’re a little crooked, and my jaw is too strong. Not to mention I wear a scowl mostly, and that is wholly unbecoming of me.” He argued with you giving you full insight to all of his insecurities. You were quick to shake your head as you turned to face him, your hand coming to cup his face to try and get him to look at you, but he hesitated. 

“Carnistir, there is nothing wrong with your nose it suits you, your face is red yes but it doesn’t detract from your beauty. Your lips are perfect and kissable, and your jaw is perfect for your face. Carnistir you are unbelievably handsome.” You smiled out to him as you spoke tenderly, your thumb lovingly caressing his face. For a moment there was a silence and you could see those pools of silver looking at you from the corner of his eyes. 

“I’m not the only one who thinks those things of you, I have overheard many jealous nerri and nissi compliment your beauty Carnistir. Whomever has told you otherwise… They are cruel and unfair.” You said to him gently, as he slowly began to turn to look at you. His eyes were still cast down and his face was still the color of his tunic, but you smiled again. 

“I love you and every part of you. Your personality isn’t the only thing that wowed me, melda.” You said to him gently and you felt him relax under your touch and sweet words, if there was anything Carnistir knew about you, was that you weren’t one to be untruthful. Especially with him, you were always honest and gave a thoughtful opinion on things. 

He hesitated for a moment, shifting some uncomfortably.

“I.. love you too, Y/N… But I am… shocked you see such things in my appearance.” He said softly to you, and finally his hands came to interact with you. Coming to wind around your waist and pulling you in close. You grinned before you leaned forward to press a kiss to his cheek. 

“Of course I do, and you can expect to see far more pictures of yourself too. I love drawing you.” You grinned to him, and you could feel his face heat back up again. Carnistir sighed out at your words. 

“I… don’t have to pose or anything do I?” He asked with a small grumble, making you laugh at his words. You shrugged, 

“Only sometimes.” You winked as he looked at you, and gently he scowled making you laugh again.

“Fine… I suppose I can.” He conceded and you were thrilled with the news!

“You won’t regret it, melda.” You said with a big grin pulling at your lips before you pressed another kiss to his cheek. Making the corners of his lips tug up into a gentle smile. 

“Now show me your work, we’ve seen enough of mine.” You said hoping to take his mind off the conversation you had and onto something that relaxed him. You were thrilled he would be your muse, but you didn’t want to push him too far where he stayed uncomfortable. 

You loved Carnistir and couldn’t wait to show his beauty off to the world, but you’d start with baby steps. 

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[dewdroppdraws]

Hi I’m new to tumblr so I’m not sure how you normally post on here but I wanted to try posting some sketches of earth from tsams! I’m not the best with anatomy so I won’t lie I did trace over some photos (REAL PHOTOS NOT ART) I found on Pinterest and modified the proportions to fit my design, but I’m trying to improve lol. For now I just rlly wanted to flesh out my design for earth which I couldn’t do while my anatomy looked like crap 😭 all the full body ones I used references for but the one in the right corner was all me so I’ve got that to my name at least 💪 I’ll include my “reference” pictures as well :> and below the pics is an explanation of the design because I love to gush about this kind of thing. Fair warning, it’s pretty long LMAO

Hehe now it’s time for me to gush about my lil design 😈

So the first major difference you probably noticed (aside from body shape) is the very fluffy clothing I have her in. The leg warmers and… fingerless gloves? Leg warmers that she put on her arms? Idk what the arm ones are called but yk what I’m talking about lol. When I first noticed earths little rainbow headband my brain immediately said “80’s workout videos”. The big hair, the rainbow headband, it just immediately jumped ot at me and stuck. I decided to give her oversized leg warmers in that same rainbow pattern because it made me sad that her actual design doesn’t have the rainbow anywhere else. It’s funky and I like it what can I say.

Next I decided I really wanted her to wear thigh-highs. I personally love thigh-highs and also it gave me an excuse not to think about her leg mechanics. I tend to draw Sun and Moon like ball joint dolls, but it gets a lil funky to draw when they are bending their limbs so having a fluffy excuse to hide them was ideal lol. I decided to go with the bold choice of putting thigh highs and leg warmers on her, which I don’t regret even tho it probably seems like a lot. I might change a few things about her later down the line since these were just basic sketches so don’t worry if you hate it.

I gave her shorts because a skirt just didn’t feel right for her. I feel like a daycare attendant would be very active, even if earth tends to sit with the quieter kids, and a skirt would be very awkward to climb around in. I figured shorts would be good. I drew them like jean shorts since that was the original intention but they could be cloth rather than denim gimme time to think about it 💀

I had a lot of trouble decided whether the thingies on her shoulders were stand-alone or like pieces of hair she keeps up front (probably attached cuz she’s a robot) I decided on making them attached to the bigger floor of hair cuz I thought it looked cutest on the pic with her shoulders up and in front of her face lol.

Onto her chest plate thing, I was considering making it an actual shirt but decided against it. I wanted her to have a crop top bc I love crop tops so I just made it so her chest area was painted like a shirt, and then her middle area was back to her “skin” color, so it’s almost like a crop top but not really…?

Last but not least is her face, I also made that her “skin” color and just put the blue and green as her cheeks! I thought it looked cutest that way. She also has heterochromia cuz when a character has two main colors I really enjoy putting them on opposite sides as often as possible haha. So her green cheek has her blue eye and her blue cheek has her green eye. I know her original model has two blue eyes but this was what I went with.

Anyways that was super long and I’m super nervous about posting this so I’m just gonna hit post and if I find a typo or decide my lil explanation was 4 paragraphs too many I’ll fix it later. Have a nice day whoever is still reading this! :>