#I'm still figuring out how to draw em but it's going

[gumibuki]

[astro-inthestars]

THANK YOU CHIP I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND HOW YOU DRAW HANDS

Me when I fall asleep! Hi bestie, I just wanna know... How do you draw hands?? You have a certain style to it, that makes it look so shaped yet still fluid like... I can't describe it, but what's your process when drawing ✨hands✨ (...of tiIIIME– sorry.)

Huh! Well I guess I never really thought about it... I kinda just auto-pilot when I draw hands now that I think of it, so I don't really have a "process" But I'll try to explain the best I can regardless!

Though not what I always do(sometimes I just wing it), I start with the usual shape base for the palm! Though sometimes I forget it's the palm and just use it as a base- and it's not a strict base! Don't gotta follow it 100%, if you gotta break it to make the pose work better, do it! I always have an idea of where the fingers will be when I draw the base, so I don't really map em out at all like others would with the circle thumb trick n all. (nothing wrong with that trick of course, just never worked for me)

More under cut!!

During the sketch I usually just vaguely map out the fingers like this, like mittens! And honestly, more often than not I keep em like that in the final product, lmao.

Don't be afraid to merge together two or more fingers if it helps get the pose across better! Just make it obvious it's not one huge finger by adding bumps or a line where the fingers would usually split.

I always add a curve to the base/fingers to make the poses less stiff! No matter the pose, I try to avoid straight lines on the hands! Even the slightest curve is enough for me. Though that doesn't always fit! Sometimes you gotta have a straight line or two, especially if it suits your style more! Nothing wrong with that.

Remember that the thumb and the index finger are attached! Try to make their lines flow together when possible.

Also, when I draw clutched hands, I make the index finger poke out a bit!

I don't usually draw hands with wrists attached now that I think about it(I like drawing long sleeves,,), but when I do, I make sure there's a clear dividing line between the wrist and the palm, so they don't look merged together!

Use reference pics when needed! Pinterest is usually my best bet for quick and easy hand ref pics of all kinds! Though you can also use your own hand! Whether by taking a pic or just posing it long enough. You are your own free model or something rejiagdlzf BUT if it's something simpler, I usually just pose my free hand under my desk and feel it out/imagine the hand and go from there.

And of course, the thing everyone says...

Practice makes perfect!

Though I suppose if I'm being completely fair, I never really followed that and just drew for 7 years and hoped something happened... I still struggle with hands ALLLL the time, but these are some things that I learned over the years that made em a bit easier! I guess my number 1 tip would be to just- not stress about it! I don't pay attention much when I draw hands and just let my brain go off while I think about I dunno Hatstache or something LMAO

But uh! Yeah! I hope that helped and was at least a bit comprehensible! Hope I didn't forget anything- If you need something a bit more specific then I could whip somethin up for ya real quick! Just ask! ^ This also goes for anyone reading- if I can be of any help, I'd love to try my best!

[egophiliac]

I was wanting to try doing an art piece in the style of the signature spell poster art pieces you create. But I’m not really the best at coming up with a composition for such a thing.

Do you have a process for how you come up with the compositions for them?

oh, awesome! it is an INCREDIBLY enjoyable style to work in; I hope you have fun with it! :D

I'm not great at putting my thought/art process into words, so my apologies if this doesn't make a lot of sense, but I'll try! my first step is always to do a LOT of thumbnails to figure out both the idea and how I want to show it; not trying to do a real sketch or anything, just little doodles to figure out what exactly I'm trying to portray. (I also call these "garbage passes" because they're not meant to be any good, they're just there to throw things out. aha. ha. ...anyway.) I think it's important during that first stage to really focus on the idea and the layout and not to get too bogged down in the actual drawing yet!

I tend to save my final thumbnails, so I'll use 'em as examples (I posted the ones up through episode 5 here if you're interested!) (and, uhhh, spoilers through episode 5 also in this post, hopefully that won't be an issue!)

the main thing I try to think about in composition is balance -- not necessarily in terms of symmetry, but in where each element is placed and how much space it's taking up. remember, empty space is still space! it's also really important to think about the parts that don't have anything in them, as much as the parts that do!

personally, I like to divide things up roughly by both halves and by thirds -- there's a lot more in-depth info out there on why the "rule of thirds" in particular works well visually, but in short, our brains tend to focus on things that are placed closer to imaginary division lines, instead of in the exact center of an image. so even when I'm doing something that is very centered and symmetrical, I try to keep that in mind and generally aim around those for landmarks like faces/eyes (or...where they would be, anyway) and other focal points.

it's not a formula of "the character's face should be in this division of this grid" or anything, more like "our minds like to focus on these areas, let's think about how to use that", if that makes sense! and of course rules are made to be broken, art is lawless anarchy, and so on. but it can be a good starting place for deciding where you want to put things!

(blue - thirds, red - half)

and against the finished versions, because they do usually end up changing a lot (including the empty space of the border):

(...these actually lined up a lot better than I thought they would. :') it makes me look like I do things way more intentionally than I do.)

other stuff I just try to keep in mind is that our eyes like following arcs and paths, which can be a good way to guide the eye:

and frame and control the focus:

honestly, composition is one of those things I feel like I struggle with a lot, so I'm not sure how much of this is helpful or actually makes sense outside of my head. but hopefully it helps a little! it's all just stuff to think about while drawing and not anything hard-and-fast, so don't, like, stress out about making sure things are lining up exactly on the thirds or anything. again, it's more "our brains think these are the dopest parts of the rectangle" than anything else! take advantage of the cool parts of the rectangle!

NOW GO HAVE FUN DRAWING seriously though, it is always super cool that other people like this idea and style enough to want to do it themselves and for other/their own characters! thank you! ❤️❤️❤️

[stormz369]

☕💖 Can I Get Your Number? ☕💖 Ch 9

Jason Todd x (f)Chubby!Reader

written with a female reader in mind, first person pov, no use of Y/N, will probably get NSFW later, let me know if there's anything else I should tag this with!

warnings: some slightly confrontational conversations wc: 1.7k

Chapter Selection

Ding!

I groaned softly, looking over at my phone. 2 unread messages; Jason's daily ‘good morning 😌’ had just come in, but there was also one from Damian. I clicked on Damian's name, blinking groggily, and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. There was no text, just an attachment; a photo of a page from his sketchbook where he'd drawn a portrait of himself and his friend Jon.

I smiled softly, examining his drawing. It took my sleep-addled mind a moment to realize that what I originally took as a swirly background design was in fact writing. ‘Nice line work! But I'd like to see you branch out a bit’.

Damian: Attachment 4:03am Me: You're a very talented artist! … But, did your teacher write on your work??? 🤨 8:30am Damian: He did. 8:40am Me: … Wtf?????????? That's not cool!  8:41am Damian: It's just a sketchbook … I was considering giving it to Jon, but I can always remake it. The perspective is a bit off anyway. 8:45am Me: …. Oh. Hell. No. 8:46am

I jumped up, calling Jason, and got dressed. Jay answered after the third ring.

“You’re up very early, did I wake you?” He sounded a bit sleepy, and I could picture the little smile on his face.

“Yes, but that's not important right now. Do you know which school Damian goes to?”

“Um … yeah? Why?”

“... I promised him anything he talked to me about would stay between us. But I do need to go to his school. Do you think you can take me there?”

“... I guess? … Just … promise me that everything’s ok?”

“Everything’s fine, I just need to get there.”

“Alright, give me fifteen minutes. I'll be on my bike; wear long pants and closed toed shoes - boots if you've got ’em. … And maybe we can get breakfast after?”

I giggled and nodded; “sounds perfect! You're amazing, Jay!”

He stuttered a bit, mumbling a shy; “I … not really … I … I'll see you soon…” before he hung up.

Damian: What? 8:55am Me: That's just really not ok! What's your teacher's name? 8:56am

I threw on jeans and ran downstairs as Jay arrived on his bike. He held out a helmet for me, smiling softly. “Hey Doll~ … anything you can tell me about why we're going to the school?”

“... Not really. I just need to talk to one of Damian's teachers.”

Jason nodded, opening the bag on the side of his bike and offering me a red leather jacket. “Alright, well, this isn't how I had planned to give you this, but … anyway, here, put this on.”

I blinked a bit, taking it. “... Thank you? … It's really not that cold though…” I put it on anyway, figuring he wouldn't take no for an answer. It fit me perfectly, and had a soft lining on the inside. In the pocket I found a pair of black leather gloves, which I slid on as well.

“It's not for the cold - it's to protect you. If you're gonna be my backpack, you're gonna have proper layers on, in case we get in an accident. … Not that I think we will, I'm an excellent driver, but still. I'm not risking it. Not with you…”

I could feel my heart filling with warmth as I realized why he'd brought the bike today. This wasn’t just a riding jacket, it was my riding jacket. The helmet he gave me was my helmet. He'd gotten these things so we could go riding together... “Ohh, ok~ … What do you mean your backpack?”

He gestured to the seat behind him. “When you’ve got a cute girl riding with you they're called your backpack.”

I giggled softly, climbing on, and wrapped my arms around his waist, just like Red Hood had shown me all those months ago. “I see. Arms here, right?”

He nodded, gently stroking the back of my hand. “Perfect. There's a bluetooth headset in our helmets, so if you need anything just tell me.”

I nodded, leaning against his back, and we took off. Jason was so warm in my arms, and I'd never held him like this before. We'd hugged of course, and cuddled a bit, but this felt different somehow. Maybe because my hands were usually on his back, not his chest or stomach. I quickly started having to consciously remind myself not to fondle his abs, no matter how incredible they felt through his shirt…

All too quickly, we came to a stop in front of a private school. Once our helmets were off, I kissed his cheek. “I'll be right back!”

He blushed a bit and nodded, taking my helmet. “Just don't get kicked out.”

Ding!

Damian: What are you doing? 9:15am Damian: … It's Mr. Jackson. 9:16am Damian: Why aren't you responding??? 9:45am Me: Sorry, was on Jason's bike. Don't worry about what I'm doing. … Shouldn't you be in class? 9:46am

I approached the front office, tucking my gloves into my pocket while I waited for the secretary to get off the phone. When she looked over at me I offered her a warm smile; “hi. I'm here to speak to the principal.”

“Do you have an appointment?”

“No ma'am, but I do need to speak to them.”

She raised an eyebrow and looked me over, getting up and going into the back office. An older man followed her back out and offered me his hand as he introduced himself.

“How can I help you, Miss …?”

I introduced myself. “I'm here on behalf of one of your students. It seems a Mr. Jackson was grading his students' sketches and thought it was appropriate to write his critiques directly on them.”

He blinked, an unamused expression on his face; “I see … are you the mother of a student here … young lady?”

“No, just one of their trusted adults.”

“... I see. Well, I'm afraid we cannot have non-parental figures at school during the day. You'll have to leave now. School policy, you understand.”

I smirked, observing him for a moment. He reminded me of my high school principal; an old, rude man who had no respect for those he viewed as under him. “... Oh, I see. I thought you'd rather speak with me about this matter, but it's fine. I'm sure Bruce will handle it.”

The bell rang as I turned on my heel, heading for the door. Before I got to the main entrance, I heard the man following after me; “excuse me? Young lady, are you saying you're here on behalf of-”

“What are you doing here?” I jumped slightly, turning to face Damian who had seemingly materialized behind me. I put on a pleasant smile.

“Ah, hello Damian. I'm so sorry darling; I tried to handle this matter just between us, but it seems your principal,” I turned to him, putting on my best bored and slightly disdainful expression, “what was it again? … Right, Mr. Cole. Well, Mr. Cole won't speak with me, so I suppose I'll be calling your father instead.”

The principal paled, stuttering out; “the- there's no reason to bother Mr. Wayne at work. I'm sure he's very busy. Why don't we head back into my office and we can discuss this?”

“Oh!” I pretended to be surprised; “well, if you're sure. I would hate for you to break school policy.”

He shook his head, practically pulling me along. “I insist, please.”

Damian followed us, frowning a bit; the principal looked like he was about to argue, but thought better of it. Once his door was closed and we were all seated, he cleared his throat. “Now, … what seems to be the problem with Mr. Johnson?”

“Jackson. The art teacher.” I frowned a bit, sitting back a little. I turned to Damian, smiling gently; “would you like to tell him, Damian, or …?”

He shook his head once, a guarded expression on his face, and I nodded before turning back to the principal. “Mr. Jackson wrote a critique on one of Damian's pieces, and-”

“Art teachers have to critique the students, Miss. I'm sure it wasn't meant to be harsh, but-”

I held my hand up, hoping my expression was as stern as I wanted it to be; “The issue, sir, is not the fact of the critique. The issue is that he wrote it on the piece. Writing on top of any artist's work is just wrong, even, perhaps most especially, when those artists are your students. Your students work hard on their art, and what they do with it after submitting it for their assignment is their business. But they cannot do anything with their art after class if your teachers are writing on their work.”

The man shrunk in his seat as I spoke, looking between me and Damian. “... I … I see. Yes, that is … not ideal. Of course. … I will speak with Mr. Jackson.”

I nodded. “I'm glad to hear that. Well, I think that was everything. For now. Unless Damian would like to add anything?”

The boy shook his head again, getting up, and we left the principal in his office. Damian walked me to the main entrance and out the door before he spoke again; “... You didn't have to do that…”

“Of course I did. What your teacher did broke all the rules of common courtesy. And if he's doing it to you, he's doing it to the others too.”

Jason raised an eyebrow as we approached, nodding to Damian. “He's not coming with, right? I can't take both of you.”

Damian rolled his eyes. “It's not even lunch yet, Todd.” He looked up at me, a curious expression in his eyes; “... You hold your own admirably.”

I chuckled softly. “Well thank you. Let me know if there's any fallout, I'm happy to do an encore performance if they try anything. And I hope you'll send me a picture of the completed piece, when you remake it. It was beautiful.”

His lips curled up ever so slightly and he nodded before heading back into the building. Jason stared at us, offering me my helmet. “... Did he just smile?”

“Yes, the boy knows how to smile, Jay.” I chuckled, pressing a kiss to the side of his helmet above his cheek before slipping my helmet on. Once my gloves were on and I was in my seat, I wrapped my arms around his waist. “So, how about that breakfast?”

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[subway-boss-jericho]

Fuck it. Silly post time

My doodles from my class notes this + last week. I have been struggling to draw my guys on model lately so you can see some of the Struggles. go ahead, look at em. i am so human but watch me go. Anyways, these are in order from oldest to most recent (the ones I did in class today.) Trying to figure out how i want to draw them again, because it seems I can never quite do it the same way twice. Mildly frustrating, but it does leave space for silly posts like this. I hope someone else finds as much amusement in offended tynamo as I do.

AUs include spirit keeper (I've forgotten how to draw??? his hair??? which is like his most identifying feature???? don't know where THAT muscle memory went but it is GONE) and also Steady Tracks Ingo (who I have Never figured out how to draw in the first place tbh). Also pictured: an intentionally rare little ingo appearance. Also noticed I've been drawing more canon-compliant doodles than I normally do, so that's neat! Top right image (the third one) is my INSANELY botched attempt at drawing the One Move twins. Literally turbo fucked that one. look at ingo's face. Unrecognizable. Will I stop using an ink pen? when I die maybe

Anyways. God be damned I am Having Fun. Wanted to offer you my doodles in the hopes they make someone else smile too today. Oh the train is just a train, I just figured you guys would like that one. Even though I'm struggling to keep my pen steady or my lines consistent, I am still very happy with several things here. The smoke on the train, and the two middle Emmets on the very last image in particular I really love

silly post complete. have a great timezone

[cozymoko]

THANKヽ(*´∀)ﾉﾟYOU for doing my request (the Mukami sister one)! I loved it so much!!!

You mentioned that Platonic Yanderes are your favorite, so I hope you don't mind terribly if I make another request? Your headcanons for the Sakamaki or Mukami brothers (whichever you prefer!) with a young sister who's energetic and adventurous. She is always eager to try new things (regardless of danger), tends to run off to explore her surroundings and, worst of all, loves to meet new people. Basically a nightmare scenario for her poor brothers haha

RECKLESS, SOCIAL LITTLE SISTER

Note: No thank YOU and keep 'em coming, I enjoy doing them very much! (≧∇≦)

SYNOPSIS: Sakamkai's with little sister who enjoys exploring, is reckless, and loves to meet new people.

Pairing: Sakamaki brothers (seperate) x platonic! sister reader

Format: Headcanons

WARNING(S): Yandere themes, mentions of murder/obsessive behavior in Kanatos' part.

Want more Diabolik lovers? → Masterlist! ★

SHU SAKAMAKI

The ridiculous amount of energy you have is already enough for him. Shu doesn't so much as try to keep up with your childish eagerness anymore. You'll learn your lesson sooner than later so he does very little interfering with your careless endeavors. That is if they don't cause you any serious trouble.

However, he draws the line at your friendliness. Nothing gives him more of a migraine than your pointless interactions with everyone you meet. It's exhausting, to say the least, and he prays that you'll grow out of it someday. But if it makes you happy as of now, then so be it.

"Tsk, troublesome girl...What do you gain from interacting with strangers? Hah, figures, at this rate I'll have to tie you to a chair."

REIJI SAKAMAKI

You've had your fair share of punishments by Reiji's hand, which was no surprise. For instance, when he caught you dangling from that villainous branch that framed your bedroom window or even seated on your knees to coo to a mere alley cat who caught your eye. He. Was. Livid.

Your need to befriend every person you see is ridiculous. As a young lady, you should be focusing on your studies and extracurriculars he arranged in your stead. There's absolutely no time to be dwelling on insignificant people who will do little to better you. But a little begging goes a long way, my dear.

"Young lady, have you lost your mind? Such behavior is absolutely unacceptable. Have you no care for your safety? This kind of behavior cannot possibly go unpunished."

AYATO SAKAMAKI

Ayato couldn't give two fucks about your "adventures", better yet, he'll tag along just to "protect" you. (Or taunt you for better wording). With you being immortal, death didn't come as easy as other things so he has no real worries for you...safety-wise.

Now, this is the utmost disrespect. How could you possibly want to speak with anyone but him? Ayato is a narcissist so save yourself the pointless arguing, you won't win. He's petty to the point that you almost forget that he's older than you! But I digress, a few shots to his ego and he'll be as good as new.

"Oi, what's the point in talking to other people when Ore-sama is here, you're wastin' your time. I'm way better than 'em anyways!"

KANATO SAKAMAKI

You're lucky. If you weren't his sister, he'd kill you. Everything about your personality plagues him and his sanity. Or whatever's left of it. He found your recklessness to be incredibly unladylike. If ruining dresses was a sport, you'd be a pro and he despises you for it.

Not even his own sister is exempt from being locked away. Kanato may not be as inclined to do it but the option is still on the table. Nothing terrifies him more than the possibility of you leaving or attempting to replace him, he won't allow it. Even if he has to kill everyone you meet.

"Hey! Don't do that, you'll ruin the dress I made you! Uu...You're so careless...hic...are you trying to worry me?!"

LAITO SAKAMAKI

Though not the protective type, Laito never strayed too far from your side. In mild curiosity, perhaps, but mostly for his own enjoyment. If you truly need it, he'll save you; however, don't expect this to happen often. You're a vampire after all, why would he ruin his fun to rescue someone making rash decisions? Even his precious sister is no exception~!

At first, he found your boldness amusing. Ranging from painfully awkward encounters to the potential blooming of new friendships. But he simply cannot ignore the lingering stares you received, some in astonishment and others not so much. That left him in quite a sour mood.

"Ah~! That boy, do you know him? Fufu~ he was definitely flirting with you just now. What a shame, I'd never allow such filthy men to touch you."

SUBARU SAKAMAKI

As we all know, Subaru is awful at suppressing his emotions despite how hard he tries. Nothing will ever prepare him for this heart-stopping behavior of yours. Subaru understands that you're growing up and you can take care of yourself, but even that isn't enough to ease his nerves. Especially not with you taking after your "dumbass of a father", as he'd say.

The first time he witnessed this he almost had a heart attack. His fair skin was drained of every drop of color and he appeared absolutely mortified, which he was. Subaru had left your side for a mere second and here you are, seated at a table, completely engrossed in a conversation with mortals that looked to be your age. All in all, he's just anti-social and protective, don't be too hard on him!

"Oi, don't go talkin' to just anybody, got it? Ha—? what do you mean 'why?' Tch, forget it, I'll beat their asses instead."

[brawlstars-dragon-au]

Sketch dump time! A whole bunch of requests from the crazy ex-bird app

In Order: Maisie, Pam, Colette, Buster, Chester, Chuster ❤️🧡 (and a teeny Gus), Leon and Sandy (Leondy 💚💜), Bull, El Primo, and Mandy!

Extra notes about each sketch:

Maisie:

Her breath attack is a condensed foam material, similar to that of a fire extinguisher. Using a gas similar to a pressurized CO² (based on gas-based fire extinguishers!), she shoots it out at high speeds. These hits can potentially cause frostbite and even severe damage to the body if left unattended. She's quite powerful in this AU due to this ability 👀👀 being able to put out the fires and overpower another dragon's breath? Now THAT'S some queen moves right there! She can also simply spray out the foam substance at short range without that pressurized gas. This helps with more close range fire fighting work.

Her right wing and front leg were undeveloped, a disability she'd had since she hatched. However! With the help of mechanics, she uses these prosthetics to help her fly. Still gotta test out how to draw it to make sense, as well as sort out how it stays in place. I've been using inspiration from Toothless (HTTYD) and his tail that Hiccup made.

Pam:

Pam is a bulkier dragon, very much on the larger side of all of them. I'm at odds with myself to figure out whether ot not she'll have wings 🤔 so I had two copies there! Perhaps her wings may be a bit smaller if I do give her them.

Pam spits out molten magma that's stored up inside her as an attack. However, it can also be chunks of scrap metal that she stores up. Otherwise, it's just magma.

Though I didn't draw this, I want Pam to be very resilient to fire in general, as her species/family of dragon use their ability to spew this magma (technically Lava after ut leaves her body? I'll do more research on this...) in order to craft and shape metal. While other dragons need to spend some time to build up a fire hot enough, the Junker family line is able to do this much more easily. (Amber is a close second, though)

Her skin has the ability to crack and seep up lava out of it, potentially coating her body in this to give herself a temporary lava shield, something extremely hard to break through. (In the future, little Jessie may also be able to do this... however, Pam doesn't think she's ready at the moment and avoids the topic or any ideas of teaching her how.)

Colette:

Colette flies in a sort of funny way, twirling around and flapping her wings to maintain somewhat of a chaotic flight pattern. Think of a snake slithering through the sky, but with large wings and the grace of... a teenage dragon (not much, but it does work).

When she gets better at flying...pray and hope she isn't able to catch up to her favourite brawlers cause she isn't ever gonna let go of them 💀 It makes for a great attack, actually! Charging at enemies and coiling around them like a snake to prevent movement, like a big hug ❤️ she just loves everyone SO much 😍

Buster:

Finally kinda set on a design for this funky guy! He's a larger dragon (smaller than El Primo or Frank, but still definitely up there in size)

His wings never quite grew fully, so he wouldn't be able to fly 😔 however, that'll never stop him and his dreams of being a cool movie star 🧡🧡

Buster, at the heart of it, is an unstoppable force when he sets his mind to something. He'll charge in with the same ferocity as his favouite protagonists, rivalling the audacity and hard-headed nature of even Bull! All while doing so for his friends 💪 we love Buster in this AU frfr

Chester:

Chester always has theatrics when he flies. Flips, spins, and fun aerodynamic movements up in the sky! He's gotta compensate for his lack of speed compared to other wyverns after all, but he thinks he's pretty great 😎

Loved drawing this kinda unique pose tbh! That's what I loved with these drawings, I got to experiment without really thinking too much for em with how polished and clean that look. It was very fun! 🔥

Chuster ft. Gus❤️🧡:

We love some goofy gays here 🥹❤️🧡 I just wanted to let em have a little nuzzle + smooch! Dragons don't necessarily kiss, but little side boops like this are the equivalent of a cheek kiss.

Also, a little Gus on the side 🥹🥹 I love this sort of found family dynamic that have! Buster being the cool dad vibe/big bro to Gus, and then Buster being in a relationship with Chester so that he's also a cool dad too 😎 Gus loved these two guys from the very start, they're funny 🤭 never a boring day for these silly lads.

Leondy 💚💜:

My beloveds 🤲 I really do cherish the ship, as well as strong friendship Sandy and Leon have. (Btw in my HCs, Leon and Sandy are 13 & 14 respectively, just to clear that up!)

Sandy, I've mentioned a few times, is very inspired by Capybaras, so Leon finding one is just perfect 🤭 silly little deadpan face lads.

Bull:

BULLDOZERRRR- What a lad! Bull is inspired by- uh, Bulls! Great creatures, large bodies and thick necks to support those headstrong charges 🐂 I love making his posture all confident, strong steps to say, "Yeah. You TRY and stand up to me. I DARE you." Don't wanna mess with him on most days 🏃‍♀️💨💨

El Primo:

Still figuring out a full-body for El Primo, bit he's roughly the same size as Bull! (Maybe a bit bigger)

El Primo has got really small wings, similar to his El Dragón skin. Even his scales and horns are inspired by that mostly! Love when characters have preexisting dragon themed skins 🤭 makes it a lot easier to make ideas!

His "mask" is actually just body paint. He has similar paint on his body, really showing off the vibrant colours and persona he puts on for the crowds.

He WILL beat up his enemies into a pulp in matches. Thank goodness there's the gem powered regeneration and the respawn system in place 😭 I plan to give him a very strong body and tail, enough to support him when he needs to go on his hind legs and overpower his opponents. Buster is designed in a similar way as well!

Mandy:

Last but not least, the Queen of Candy herself. Not even the Dragon AU let's her escape fast food work 😔😔

Her super attack is purely a magical sugar-based rainbow blast, as shown in the sketch. Also, I'm now realizing that I forgot her red spots oml- No wonder she looks so empty 💀 uhh sorry about that, lads 😭 I'll redraw her one day to show off that glowing effect of her spots 🥹🥹

And that's all! Thank you for reading if you made it this far! Hopefully I can make more of these sketch dumps 🤭✨️ maybe take reqs from here too! We shall see. Take care y'all!

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November 2024 Escher Girls Updates & Patreon Thank You!

Hi everybody!  It's November, so it's time for a monthly update and to thank all our wonderful Patreon subscribers!

For a quick update about Tumblr, if you've been following the blog you probably noticed that in late September/early October, the Escher Girls Tumblr ran into the infamous "shadowban" bug, which is not actually a shadowban but just a bug that happens to random blogs on Tumblr (more info here). After bugging Tumblr about it a few times, they finally fixed it, which means everything is back to normal and I can send and receive DMs and messages as normal on Tumblr (just in time for the Caption Contest which was handy for giving out prizes to the winners!)

I appreciate everybody who helped me figure it out and especially @haveievermentioned who messaged me to let me know that they weren't getting updates from the EG Tumblr! In the future if you run into any issues with Tumblr or the main site, please don't hesitate to let me know!

Also, if you missed it last month, I've been fixing up the main site and I updated the submission guidelines and also the submission form which now lets you choose a name to submit with and also let me know if it's okay for me to reply to your email address if I need more info about your submission. The new and improved form can be found here: https://eschergirls.com/form/submit-content

And, all new posts on EscherGirls.com now link to the corresponding Tumblr post so site users can easily navigate to the Tumblr cross-post and see what Tumblr users are saying. And when I fix up old posts, I'm now fixing up the Tumblr version as well and adding a cross-post link. It's twice the work but given that many people still view the site on Tumblr, I figure it's worth it to everybody. :3 There are some posts without a Tumblr cross-post link because the Tumblr post has been deleted/hidden because of Tumblr's mercurial algorithmic flagging which can't tell the difference between stuff like a coloured body suit and nudity.

As usual I've spent a lot of time this month working on fixing up old posts, restoring broken images or finding higher res versions of old images, and fixing broken links, etc, also fixing all the formatting of older posts and finding sources.

Here are some of the posts I fixed up this month (for any that want to check them out, the links to the Tumblr versions are included in every post):

This "How To Draw" book depicting women's waists as a ball joint (which explains a lot about why artists think women can just swivel around like rotor blades), and an associated post with that infamous Jennifer Blood cover

The infamous "muscleboobs" how to draw page depicting women's breasts as muscles 

Two different Soul Calibur posts: one with Talim in a boobs and butt pose (and a redraw fix of it), and another with Xianghua, Talim and Ivy in various states of rubberization

Black Canary described by my friend as a miracle of modern plumbing

War Goddess giving up War Goddess-ing and instead going into the butt-selling business

The infamous Glory/Avengelyne cover (the first time I posted Liefeld on this blog after the first 800 posts without him to prove a point that it wasn't just him putting out the insectoid women art) and an associated post

And a caption contest with Avengelyne and Ravyn in pretty hilarious poses and also the winners of that contest

And now I want to give a big thank you to Escher Girls' Patreon subscribers for October!

Thank you so so much to:

Anne Adler Cat Mara Chris McKenzie Em Bardon First Time Trek Greg Sepelak Ken Trosaurus Kevin Carson Kim Wincen Kristoffer Illern  Holmén Leak  Manuel Dalton Mary Kuhner Max Schwarz Michael Mazur Miriam Pody Morgan McEvoy randomisedmongoose Rebecca Breu Ringoko  Ryan Gerber Sam Mikes Sean Sea SpecialRandomCast  Thomas 

And a very very special thank you to JohnnyBob8 for buying me a coffee on Ko-Fi!!!

Thank you so much for helping to keep the site running! The Tumblr technical issues and algorithmic flagging are reasons why Escher Girls has a dedicated self-hosted site, and why I appreciate the support on Patreon and Ko-Fi so much as it helps me pay for hosting, domain costs, and site upgrades and keep the site running.

And thank you to just everybody, all of you interacting with the blog on both Tumblr and on the main site, and who participate in caption contests, and submit things to me, or just generally send me kind words. Thank you all! You make running the site so worth it. :)

Ami

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[skele-bunny]

Thank you for the post :) Have any more Calida content? Maybe with some more family stuff?

You're welcome 🩷 I'm always down for more step dad Aether content!!

Over The Phone. (No CW) Aether/Dewdrop

CW - NONE

Tags: Step-Dad Aether, Baby/Pregnancy talk, sex talk, trans male Dewdrop, nonsexual lactation

Characters: Aether, Dewdrop, Calida (Kit), Mountain, Misc Ghouls.

(Divider by @ wrathofrats !)

Dewdrop had a ritual after rituals at venues. He'd hand his guitar over, go to the dressing room and quickly strip himself back into his sweat pants and one of his many stolen shirts from Aether's dresser he took before leaving on tour, then he'd be glued to his phone for the rest of the night as much as he could. Scrolling through messages and photos sent to him from the previously mentioned with their daughter.

He hated being so far away from his family, but as she got older, it became somewhat easier especially now that Aether was retired. The fire ghoul would laugh, showing the rest of the pack and Papa pictures and messages of their shenanigans.

"Oh my Lucifer, shut up! Is she holding your guitar?!" Cumulus swooned, looking at the picture Aether had sent of Calida holding the much too big acoustic that had Dew's initials. "That's adorable!"

"Tell me about it!" Dew laughed, turning back around in his seat as the van continued towards the hotel. "She's growing up so much, I hate it."

Mountain leaned over, gently nudging his mate's head with his nose. "We have to put her in an ice box so she can stay little forever."

"Tell me about it... But! Wouldn't it be so fun to have rehearsals with her? You should see how excited she gets when me and Aeth play for her."

The earth ghoul simply laughed, pressing a kiss before leaning back. "Wasn't too long ago you pushed her out in the back of the bus, literally... I still can't believe you bit Zephyr."

This time it was Phantom's turn to speak. "Wait, you had Calida on the tour bus?"

"And when did you bite Zeph?" Swiss added, holding an astonished look. "What did that lovebird do to you?"

Turning around in his seat again, Dew smiled as he held back laughter. "Yeah, I had Calida while on tour, back when I was still with Papa Terzo. My water broke suddenly, no one had a clue what to do and I surely didn't either. So I just—" Dew mimicked pushing something. "Pop! Baby. I bit Zephyr like a week after while on the bus because I was asleep, and they were trying to readjust the pillow under my head. Post partum me thought xe were trying to take her so I... Bit em'."

Finally laughter overtook Dewdrop, which caused a chain in the van. They arrived at the hotel, Dew shuffling his jacket on to flip up the hood as he had no desire to fully glamour his horns. Taking time unloading themselves and getting keys, Dew entered the room next to Mountain—their bags already sat inside by the stage hands.

"Is it okay if I take the bathroom first?" Mountain tilted his head, kicking his shoes off immediately to let his hooves come back out with a few bone crunches.

The fire ghoul shrugged. "Go for it, I gotta call home anyways."

"Have fun when E.T phone home." Mount teased, grabbing his backpack and closing the bathroom door.

Flopping himself on the bed furthest away from the air conditioner unit, Dew flipped on his phone again and pressing speed dial. The screen showed a picture of Aether asleep with their sleeping infant on his chest, holding a stuffed banana toy. It rang for about a minute before the other end picked up, and a moment of the loading the screen.

"Mana!" A high pitch voice yelled, instantly snatching the phone away. Black hair took over the camera accompanied with red eyes, but the biggest smile. "Mana! Mana!!"

"Hi baby!" Dew yelled back, sitting against the headboard. "I missed you so much!"

"Me too!! Oh, oh, look what me and Daba did!" Calida smiled so wide, putting the phone down to hold up a drawing of three crude stick figures that perfectly resembled the little family.

"No way! You and Daba did that?!"

"Yeah! And, and I got to see Auntle Mist and Auntle Birdy today, too!" Finally in the background, Aether came into view, waving but staying silent to let Calida have her moment. "They took me to the playground, and then we had nap time, then we watched Mulan again!"

Readjusting a pillow to be a prop, Dew placed the phone down while he leaned over the bed to open up his own bag. "That's amazing, Calida! Sounds like you had a busy day, did you have fun?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Oh, good!" Dew came back into view, holding a toy still in the box. "Look what Mana found in the store today."

A loud, ear piercing shrill came over the speakers, Dewdrop laughing as he seen Aether quickly cover his ears from the siren call. "Is that My Life?!"

"It is! I know you wanted the food set, so when I seen it I just had to get it!"

Calida's eyes went wide, gasping. "Mana, I have to go tell Aunty Sunny! Don't go, okay?!"

"Okay love, I won't! Pinky promise."

The kit smiled, giving the phone to her father as she ran out of the room. Aether waited before giving a look. "There is no way you dropped, how much?— On a toy set?"

"Hmm..." Dew laughed a little, looking away as he had been caught. "Fifty-seven dollars..."

Aether went to say something before Dewdrop interrupted. "Ah! Ah! You can't yell at me for it! You bought that girl a fucking tricycle! I don't wanna hear it!"

"Ugh, you're just awful." Aether laughed, leaning back into the bed and holding his phone up. "How was the show?"

Finally, Dewdrop's facade broke, glaring at the camera and growling as he gently placed the toy down. "Fuckin' terrible. Tell me how my guitar cut during my solo in Watcher?! Not only that, but my last siren? Yeah? Cut! Again!"

"Yikes... I think that song is just cursed at this point. We've all had so many issues playing it."

"You're telling me." Dew sighed, rubbing his face in irritation. "Not only that, Phantom fell and busted his ass after missing a step so he's got a pretty welt right on his left ass cheek. Plus, I don't know what you did to me before I left, but— Wait, Calida's still gone right?"

The quintessence looked up before confirming. "Mmhm."

"Okay, I don't know what you did to me, but my tits have never hurt so much before. Feels like when I'd get swollen from not pumping." Dew mumbled, lifting his shirt to reveal he had put nursing pads on to stop the very slow leakage he was experiencing, turning a bit to show the swelling.

Aether whistled with a grimace, sucking through his teeth. "I'm not sure, I'm sorry love. Might just be galactorrhea, have you been... You know, letting people suck?"

Dew shook his head, now massaging his right side, wincing as pain shot through. "No, even I haven't touched them from how much it hurts. Last one to touch was you."

There was a moment of silence between the two, Aether furrowing his eyebrows as he tried to remember anything different they may had done before the departure.

"This would be easier if I was there. Maybe have someone try feeling around for lumps, you're too aware of your body and can miss things sometimes."

As they went to talk, the bathroom opened and a 'soggy furball' as Dew liked to call him—stepped out, towel wrapped around his waist.

"Mountain! Perfect! Come squeeze my tits!"

The earth ghoul's face immediately went red but his tail perked up from under the towel. "W-What?!"

Dew waved him over, "Come here!"

"I'm not cucking Aether." Mountain grumbled, but still came over.

"Ooh, I like that idea, but not right now. We're trying to figure out why my chest is being weird."

Aether's laughter could be heard from the phone, the drummer leaning over to wave as he sat on the bed after placing the towel under him more. Carefully, Dew took off his nursing pads and kept his shirt up, still in view for Aether so he could attempt to try and figure out what's going on.

"What exactly am I looking for, let alone doing?" Mountain asked, carefully bringing his hands forward.

"Just see if there's any abnormal lumps or anything. Also, hi big boy! Thanks for touching our mate when I'm not there."

Mountain laughed at the comment, but still nodded, moving both hands to the left side and slowly feeling. His thumb pads pressed in on his areola, all three of them noticing Dew's nipple leaking again. He continued pushing around but shook his head. Going to the right, he noticed Dew's grimace as he pushed in, and the same reaction but at a heavier flow.

"He just feels, pardon my language, really fucking full like when he was still nursing." Mountain shrugged, continuing to press against the right side as the more that came out, the more Dew's face relaxed. "Think you might be pregnant?"

Dewdrop's eyes shot up. "No way in hell! We've been using protection since, I am not doing a round two!"

"Well..." Aether whined. "There was that one time in the practice room a week before you left..."

"Really? The practice room?" Mountain huffed.

"Yell at us later! Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Dew groaned, now full of paranoia. "Aeth' this is fucking serious now! I've been smoking and drinking!"

"Okay, okay, calm down. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be feeding into that, and while it still is a possibility, we don't know for sure! There's a multitude of reasons this could be happening." The nurse was now fully sitting up in the bed, trying to keep his tone calm. "There's— Calida's back. Hi baby!"

Mountain immediately tore away and got out the frame, picking his towel up and getting dressed. Dew did the same, covering himself and quickly masking.

"Mana! Aunty Sunny said that when you get home we're gonna play together, okay?" The ghoulette chirped, climbing back on the bed and completely oblivious to her parents panic.

"Ohh, that sounds absolutely perfect! Which dolls should we use?" Dew tilted his head, smiling so wide for his daughter.

She began to ramble about which one of her many assortments of dolls would be perfect to play as a chef and the waiters, Dew just listening intently and nodding although his mind was a bit more to the side. Mountain got into his pajamas and made a little motion to Dew, pointing at his own chest. The fire ghoul looked down, grimacing as his shirt was quickly getting wet, trying to subtly place his pads back on.

"Those sound perfect! Hey, want to talk to Uncle Mountain really quick?" Dew purred, the earth ghoul getting the hint.

As he took the phone and came into view, Calida squealed again and now Mountain covered his ear the best he could while laughing. Taking the opportunity, Dew took the shirt off and redid his pads, reaching into his bag again to pull out a simple tank top.

"—Next thing you know, you're going to take your Mana's guitar." Mountain chuckled, now simply wandering around the small room. "What song do you wanna learn first?"

"Ohh... Can I learn the song about the mommy?"

Aether joined after Calida. "Witch image?"

"Yeah!"

"Ohh, that's a good one!" Mountain's ear flicked. "You'll have fun with that one, definitely going to practice that solo, though. I'm positive you'll get it down when you start learning!"

Calida giggled, moving to lay against Aether with a yawn, his arm carefully holding her close and the other still keeping the phone up. She rubbed her eye, purring softly. "Uncle Mounty, can you tell Mana I'm tired?"

"Absolutely."

He turned, waiting for Dew to settle a bit more before giving a thumbs up. The two now sitting together and being in the frame.

"Sleepy, sol?" Dew cooed, leaning his head against Mountain's shoulder and watching as she nodded. "I'm sure you've been wide awake this entire time until I called, hm? I'm sorry little love. Why don't you go ahead and go get cuddled up in bed? I'll make Daba leave the phone in your room so I'll be right there."

Calida nodded, holding up her two fingers for 'As Above', Dew responding with 'Down Below.'

"Sing to me, Mana?"

"Of course I will. Now go get in your nightgown, yeah?"

He watched his daughter once more nod with another yawn, kissing Aether's cheek before padding off. There was a brief moment before Dew exhaled, dropping his smile.

"Love..." Mountain whined, pulling Dewdrop close.

"What the fuck?" Tears slowly began to go down. "I can't... Have another child, I don't think I can handle doing it all again. Calida's birth was traumatic as is, and even just talking about it I'm getting terrified again."

Aether sighed, "I'm sorry, firefly. Listen, you only have a few more weeks until you get back, then we can figure out for sure what's going on. You still have options if, worst case scenario, you are pregnant again."

Nodding, Mountain chimed in to hug Dewdrop tight. "He's right. No matter what you chose, or what comes up, we're right here. In the meantime, it's definitely time to cold turkey everything again just in case."

The quintessence nodded, propping himself up more. "Absolutely. Just, take a big deep breath, okay? Everything's going to be alright. We're going to figure it out, and maybe it's something silly we can laugh about!"

Inhaling sharply, Dewdrop groaned and rubbed his face, getting rid of his tears as much as possible. "You're right, I'm sorry... Lilith save me, I can't even think about going through baby 2.0. Oh fuck, the diaper changes?!" Dewdrop began to laugh as he reminisced, gagging somewhat. "The things that came out of that girls ass would've been classified as chemical warfare during the Cold War—And that's when I had a healthy diet! Satan only knows the terrors now."

Very quickly the mood had been lifted as the three continued talking about the baby terrors, ending with their softer memories. After a bit more soothing and calming, Dew had whispered his goodnight to both of their mates. Keeping true to his word, Aether propped the phone against Calida's lamp and tucked her in. Calida just smiled, waving before holding tightly onto her childhood toy. The banana plush that haunted so many kithood photos.

Double checking Mountain had his headphones in so he wasn't effected by his mate's voice, Dew got comfortable as well.

It was simple, soft. "White ladder, water and whine, forever." He sang "Crying, oh time."

When Calida had been taken care of by Aether and Mountain while Dewdrop was stuck in the infirmary in a coma—They would play this specific album, humming to her softly and sometimes Aether would use his acoustic. It was the only thing that helped put her to bed, and even as she was almost seven, it's still all she wanted.

Sometimes Calida had moments that made Dewdrop double think her element; Her siren shrieks, how her voice echoed when she tried to sing, and just her pure fascination for large bodies of water. But no matter what Dew would do to try and test out a water element, fire always took hold. For example, Mountain had been boiling water for pasta, and Dew held Calida up to gently encourage her to ripple the water—instead the stove caught aflame. Luckily Dew was quick thinking and secluded the fire, but Mountain was very not happy that his new pot was burnt beyond fix.

But, that wasn't important to Dewdrop. What was important, was little moments like this. Continuing to sing for his daughter, watching her eyes slowly flutter close, occasionally trying to stay awake before finally accepting her fate. Dew continued until he knew for a fact she was asleep, moving his own phone to the bedside and plugging it in, flipping his light off and laying down to watch his little one rest peacefully.

He loved these moments. It's what gave him the strength to keep going through the tour, as soon he'd be home and holding her so tightly. But the thought of returning home quickly became worrisome, his chest aching in reminder. He slowly moved a hand to his abdomen, exhaling and trying to calm himself.

That would be a home situation that had multiple possible endings. Clouding his mind. So, he let his focus go back on Calida who had started chewing her toy in her sleep, making him giggle a bit.

Yeah. That would be a home problem.

[puntastic-artist]

Sometimes I go to google and type in Microwaved Soup and The Evil Merman AU to look at art of Giovanni and Oliver being gay

And then I remember

Oliver is my OC.

He's not in Epithet Erased

I have to draw him and Giovanni kissing and hugging myself.

I have to feed the masses.

Me I'm the masses. I feast upon my own AU and OC x Canon ship

BUT THE MASSES ARE NOW GROWING AND I'M SO HAPPY Y'ALL ENJOY BOTH OLIVER AND THE EVIL MERMAN AU I PROMISE I'LL MAKE MORE OF THEM I PROMISE, I WILL FEED YOU

I'm also still freaking out over the Fics by Epithetfanatic69 and Just_A_Ghostie for this AU, I love their writings and I look forward to seeing other things they write

If y'all wanna read em, I'll drop them here!

Here's Just_A_Ghostie's one shot called How to Become a Human

A Drabble from Epithetfanatic69 from their Breakfast Trio Drabbles series called "Meanwhile in a Parallel Universe 2"

And another one of Epithetfanatic69's works, Fathoms Below Friends!

IF ANYONE HAS ANY MORE EVIL MERMAN AU FICS OR ART PLEASE FEEL FREE TO TAG ME I 100% WOULD LOVE TO SEE IT

Annnnnd maybe I'll just turn this into a thread of Microwaved soup/Evil Merman fanfics/drabbles if more pops up. I'll write my own eventually too I just gotta figure out what to write lol

Anyway that's all for my ramblings for now 💙

[askthefivefallen]

“Okay, so the key to a good sand castle is a good sand to water ratio. If you have too much water, it’s mud, too much sand and it won’t stick. You want it to stand on its own but still be pliable. Like this,” *Emily squeezes a handful of sand and it keeps the shape of the space between her palm* “Once you have that, you can build it up and shave away what you don’t need. If you make a mistake, just add a little more and fix it.”

*She offers the sand castle building kit to Shamira* “Here, now you try!”

Alright, Sugar, here you go. Go ahead and summon your mask; it's your time to shine.

Shamira smiles, snapping her fingers to summon a periwinkle mask into place. It wasn't the same as her face guard, the fabric far more flexible and permitting her to speak, but it brought her a similar level of peace. She then took the kit Emily handed her, tilting her head as she puzzled through the various pieces. Aside from the bucket that carried the kit, there was a small hand shovel and several molds to build the actual castle. "It seems fairly straight forward."

She kneels down and familiarizes herself with the various components before taking the bucket to dig out a small pit, intending to use it to create a pool of water she could easily draw from and using the displaced sand to build her castle. Then, she went to gather water.

You know, now seems like a good enough time to ask- why sandcastle building?

I'm unsure what you mean with that question.

You're pretty invested in doing this and I'm just curious what about sandcastles has your attention. Not like either of us knew surfing was a bad idea until this morning.

Shamira gathers up water in the bucket and ferries it back to her pit, going back for a second trip as most of the water began seeping through the sand at the bottom.

I am intrigued by the concept and I hope to better understand our dynamic by experiencing the process myself.

Our dynamic?

Yes. We're very much like a sandcastle.

Sugar, I'm pretty good at reading you, but ya gotta explain this one.

Shamira continues bringing water, focused solely on creating her pool of water and conversing with Ass in her head.

Sandcastles combine two concepts that should not make sense together. Sand is malleable, always shifting, dynamic; a castle is not. The stone is immutable, worn away only after ages have passed. You are the sand- dynamic, changing, adapting, and yet you remain true. No matter how the ocean beats against you, you are still the same Ass, despite how much you've changed,l just like you may never walk on the exact same sand but the beach endures. I am the castle; I am set in my ways, virtually incapable of changing easily, and I fear I may be worn away entirely one day.

What makes you think you'll be worn away?

A few things. I'm not as strong as you- spiritually. It's as Emily said; you are a wild, blazing flame. I am not.

Just because you're not a flame doesn't mean you can't endure. Look at the Palace; that's a type of castle and it's been around ages.

... I suppose.

And, even if you're always going to be a castle, that doesn't mean you can't change. You were once a castle dedicated to Sera. Now you're dedicated to Emily.

I changed because you showed me how. In that way, we are a sandcastle- two things that, by all rights, should not be even remotely considered relevant to each other. Yet, we are.

Okay. Well. Couple things. First, whatever our 'dynamic' is, I promise it's gonna be stronger and hardier than any fucking sandcastle.

Noted.

Secondly, sandcastles, even well built ones, are still messy and imperfect. So, it's okay if we're a little messy and imperfect, too.

Reasonable.

Finally, trust Em's word. It's about finding the right ratio, the right balance. It might not be intuitive. But, if we keep working at it, we'll figure it out.

I believe that's a sound strategy.

Awesome. Now, you've been fucking silently filling up that hole with water for, like, ten minutes. Em's probably a little worried.

Shamira blinks and looks up, turning her head to meet Emily's gaze while holding up the bucket. "Preparations are almost complete. Then, construction can begin."

((@ask-emily-em-emmy))

[ahyperactivehero]

Below the cut is part of another Dead Boy Detective fic I'm working on in between chapters of my current casefic. This one features Vampire!Charles based on a conversation I had with SonofHelios in the comments of one of my other fics on ao3. Please, let me know what you think!

“Ch-Charles?” he asked. He was looking at him like no one had ever looked at him. Surprised, scared, horrified. 

He looked at him like he’d seen a ghost.

“Yeah, mate,” he said. He squeezed his shoulders and tried not to be offended when Edwin flinched. It was small, hardly even a wince, but it was enough. 

Why should Charles care? He didn’t know him, and Edwin didn’t owe him anything. Why shouldn’t the other boy flinch at him? He was clearly going through something, and Charles had just manhandled him.

Hadn’t he also mentioned something about Hell?

Once again, Edwin’s mouth moved, but no sound came out. Charles watched as his throat bobbed, his eyes drawn to the movement in ways he’d never noticed before now. Not in girls, boys, no one had captivated him in the way Edwin was at this moment.

“Charles, I don’t understand I thought-” he cut himself off, obviously still trying to piece together whatever he was saying.

Charles stared at his throat. It would be so easy to lean in and… what? Kiss him? No. That wasn’t it. But what did you do to a bloke’s neck?

The burning feeling in his gut hit again, sheer hunger gripping him hard enough that he subconsciously tightened his grip on Edwin’s shoulders.

Edwin, for his part, either didn’t notice or chose not to acknowledge it. Maybe it wasn’t possible for ghosts to feel pain? Either way, he didn’t move and Charles found himself infinitely grateful for that.

Without even thinking he surged forward, plunging his teeth into Edwin’s neck as he tackled the other boy to the floor. He could feel the unnecessary air huff out of the other boy as he landed on his back, his hands immediately coming up to try and shove Charles off of him.

It was too late, however. Charles had latched on to his neck as if he were trying to draw whatever life remained in the ghost from him. He was starving and he didn’t know why, except he did know that <em>this</em> is what he was supposed to do. The same way any new creature figured out how to eat. It was instinctual, a desire that had been etched into him ever since he opened his eyes and found Edwin’s voice missing.

[thewertsearch]

I'm getting 'em all this time, dang it!

I love that John plays along with the Consorts' programmed ignorance of him. He's such a good sport.

These guys really love their Important RPG Terms. It's sort of like a species-wide typing quirk.

SALAMANDER: Our great elder, the magnificent Secret Wizard was one day graced with the First Rag of Souls from the clouds. SALAMANDER: He donned the oily, humble cloth and assumed the countenance of a simple beggar. SALAMANDER: But lo, he beheld a great pillar of rock, and on that pillar he beheld an impossibly tall white tower belonging to the fabled Heir of Breath. SALAMANDER: And so our leader ascended this pillar and this tower, but found no sign of the heir. SALAMANDER: He did however find the Heir's floating blue servant, and she laundered his robes, and so the Rag of Souls was born anew. SALAMANDER: Such was his magnanimity, he employed the Heavenly Machina to duplicate this relic and distribute robes to his many followers across the land, so that they too might be beheld with a beholden eye of admiration.

What I'm getting is that Nanna started a salamander cult for the bit.

Talented though he is, John will have a hard time living up to such a prankster's legacy.

Ooh, we're back in the old style - it's like a game-within-a-game!

This thing does an uncomfortable amount of damage, even with John's maxed Gel Viscosity.

Still, at least it doesn't one-shot him like I expected. These Imps aren't quite as scary as I originally thought.

I can even time-freeze it with Fear No Anvil! There's a shocking amount of polish here for a one-panel walkaround.

It's tough, but John's fully capable of taking it down.

Hopefully once he's scaled the god tiers, Imps will go back to being fodder - although we don't know for sure if the god tiers increase your stats. I assume they're distinct from the Echeladder levels in some way, but I can't really speculate.

SALAMANDER: I'm so hungry. Alas, I have not a single boondollar to pop my bubble with. JOHN: i've got loads of boondollars! here, i will treat you to a nice lunch.

Such a good dude.

Is that some LOHAC contraband I spy?

The Consorts must have opened an interplanetary trade route.

SALAMANDER: Do you hear that? He is still asleep, thank goodness. SALAMANDER: But when the Windy Thing was kicking up all that fuss, it sounded like he was not happy at all. SALAMANDER: It makes him absolutely furious when anyone other than him bends The Breeze to his will! It is not pleasant for anybody. SALAMANDER: Luckily there is only one person who can do that, and he is surely a mythical figure, who only morons believe in.

Now this is interesting. Typheus claims authority over the Breath element, and can't abide anyone else wielding it...

SALAMANDER: Luckily there is only one person who can do that, and he is surely a mythical figure, who only morons believe in.

...which means he's basically calling John out by name.

The Heir is the only person in the Medium even capable of drawing his ire - and thus, the seeds of their inevitable battle have been sown.

SALAMANDER: It's said the Heir will wake the denizen by playing a magical song only he can play, and when he wakes up, the Heir will meet the terrible beast face to face! SALAMANDER: It is then that he will be offered The Choice. The nature of the Heir's triumph depends on what he chooses!

How much choice do you really have, when your future's set in stone? Choose anything that hasn't been pre-approved, and you're sent careening into an offshoot timeline, before being dissolved into nonexistence.

Maybe this proper-noun Choice is a real choice, then - a decision that can violate fate, but won't doom the timeline. The implications could be staggering.

SALAMANDER: Then the Heir will lead us all to a beautiful place, with the most bristling insect furrows and the richest, dampest mushroom soil you could hope to farm.

Either way, John's Choice seems to involve transporting the Consorts somewhere. This salamander is describing a heaven-like location, so I hope the twist isn't that John will destroy LOWAS, 'transporting' its residents to the afterlife :/

[moeblob]

So I didn't draw it today BUT I really need to focus on commissions so I'm counting that as my art of the day despite probably not finishing one day TO post. So you get this instead.

Deacon as stated before is basically paid to be intimidating but he truly can't help but light up for the lightning deity because "that's the friend of my boss!" so he properly greets her with a "Lady Fulj" as a formality and respect. While he does respect the deity he's sworn to, he just calls him boss. That's what he gets.

He doesn't have any magical powers but he's got a strong sense of energy regardless. He can pinpoint when Fulj arrives. He can sense in the room he guards to make sure Ymber is still there (though he doesn't teleport and that's the only exit. But when Fulj visits and he's still outside he senses both deities and it puts him at ease.

What impresses Ymber immensely is the split fire deities - he can personally sense that one is around but he doesn't know which. He simply recognizes their energy as "fire deity, be on high alert". Then one day as he's getting tense over it (the fire deities like to tease him), Deacon reassures him "hey it's the guy today! I noticed he is less brutal in his comments it will be fine C:" and Ymber is stunned that he can identify which one is there before seeing them.

Deacon can also sense spirits and in Ymber's temple can actually see and hear them. But he doesn't tell them or interact, he lets them be in peace. Until he laughs at something one says and the spirits realize he's heard them for the past multiple years which is ... embarrassing. In addition to that, he can usually sense a monster out of town. On his rare walks with Ymber he's able to guide them around the monsters easily so neither one has to fight (though he gladly would fight em and he knows Ymber could one shot any of them).

He wants to be well trusted by Ymber and figures it won't happen, Ymber is simply too closed off and reserved. That's fair. Deacon assumes it's his mortality at play and why entrust him with his past experiences when he's just going to die sooner than Ymber would bother with. Which then shocks him when Fulj gets upset about "he didn't even ask for consent" and gets angry at Ymber for not telling Deacon. So she guilts Ymber to tell Deacon "um, I apologize for not asking you but I have extended your life. By a few centuries. I'm sorry" expecting Deacon to get upset at having to leave behind any loved ones as he doesn't age or die anytime soon. But! Deacon as a dedicated follower aiming to only please his boss is delighted by the trust shown by wanting to keep him around longer and proceeds to take his job as guardian/bodyguard even more seriously (which is hard to do with how serious he was before).

Anyway I won't go into the details now since this is already an essay but I've been shoving suffering onto Ymber and Fulj and why they are both like they are - withdrawn (Ymber) and enamored by humans (Fulj). But not for happy reasons.

[fanofthelamb]

So I went dumpster diving in my tablet for the first lamb I ever drew and WOW... I found a lot of sketches I really don't plan on revisiting. I am jsut gonna dump them below the cut for people to see!! Some of it is lore related, some of it is shit I ABSOLUTELY FUCKING HATE, but IDC!!! I will post it anyway for the tumblr users who I keep an eye on my notifs for. (yes, i see you guys. even if i dont always interact I see you and love you guys)

Anyway, here is the earliest drawin I have of me drawing the lamb!! I am going to write a comment under a lot of these to add context to them.

A cute little baby <3333 but I struggled a LOT of figuring out what the lamb was wearing, I eventually figured it out though. (I hope)

if you know, you know. (RIP VAL)

for my BTG AU. I decided I no longer wanted chemach to make the [spoiler] for the lamb, though, so I scrapped this

vaaaal,,,,,, i was still learning how to draw him, i wish i put pants on him but do those even exist in COTL? (yes)

I haven't been able to do much with them because I'm putting other stuff first, but Brear has two kids, Notre and Brejul who Narinder absolutely ADORES. he is the one who babysits.

fun fact but the lamb being touch repulsed is a projection LOL. i hate it when people touch me it feels so tickly and makes me want to bite their faces off. (but i am touch starved and i LOVE to show affection to other ppl, esp thru back rubs)

yes, they have a hoop for personal space. no, ill never use it.

drum corcl,,,, i love the little dancing guy that comes from the drums

more narinder and brear. they're not romantically interested in each other, but he is absolutely head over heels for brear, their brother, and the kids. they even call him dad sometimes.

[no context]

kallamar and leshy before their crowns. the scene i have related to this isn't happening anymore, but it was leshy begging to be taught to swim.

another "the one who baby sits" doodle. the bishops all came into the cult with a very good repuation thanks to narinder. he likes to tell the kids of the cult stories about how amazing his siblings were. at first, it was just to nobre and brejul with stories about leshy(he missed leshy a lot even though he was still mad at him, and the two reminded narinder of his time with leshy), but then it escalated into him hosting storytimes with larger groups after they started repeating some of the stories he'd tell them.

unfinsihed stuff about with the lamb and thier mom. their mom wasn't afraid of the bishops at all, but knew that they were a still a threat to her and her child's life. the lamb did NOT care for anyone thier mom didn't approve of/enthusiastically liked. they were much more afraid of the bishops than their mother.

i do not actually know if i posted this.i dont think so, but i giggle every time i scroll past it

brear and nobre <333

im still workong on BTG shit, and i post a little bit of the characters on here even tho the comics are going to be posted elsewhere. they have a "crownlike" beak, but a body part. there's different creatures who became gods through different ways; crowns are one way but their power is stuck with the crown and they are considered extremely weak compared to other gods. i wont blabber on about it tho.

so many sketches has random lines through em because i work with a tablet,,, i hate it. anyway, narinder and kallamar everybody!

sketches i made but didn't bother to finish of me and merbre,,,,,,,,, my husband #1 <3 them w/ narinder + merbre arent gonna be considered "canon" but damn it ill self-ship with them until i get a follower i can WORK with

i come back to this every few weeks and im never happy with it, i dont know if ill finish this but i think about them........ before the divorce </3

unused from an ask

heartstealer. menace. you can rip my heart out anytime, leshy <3

dreshy. he LOVES dresses and being pretty and cute and pretty. he sucks narinder into a lot and heket will sometimes join in if he demands asks her to <3

another unused drawing from an ask i'll eventually answer. (mildly offended at being called a mutton cube.)

.... aaand WOW! I think that's everything guys!! things are still kinda wild but they're calming down a little bit. idk how much longer it's gonna last like this but I have some energy so I made a way-too-long post showing off art I wasn't supposed to post! Awesome. :D

[thegamingcatmom]

I need to know your thoughts on Werewolf MC!

That's literally all the ask is, and because I had a moment where I seen Kate, sunglasses on and a leash with MC in her werewolf form with a collar on LMAO. I'm talking a huge 7 foot werewolf mc with a collar on and Kate smug

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Hi frosty! 💙

This actually reminds me of those drawings of the Dimitrescus with a werewolf!MC. I love em. 🐺🫶

Is that what´s inspired this ask? Or did it just randomly come to mind? Asking cause I´m genuinely curious! :3

RIGHT SO-

I fucking love that idea. Especially with Kate parading MC around like "uhu, that´s right, look right here and take note of how awesome we are cause that ain´t something you wanna mess with". Totally smt I could see happening, LMAO.

Are we talking actual werewolf aka "children of the moon"? As in:

Or are we talking Twilight "werewolf" (shapeshifters, actually - still not over the fact they decided to just bulldoze over that tidbit of information in the movies, esp. BD Part 2 😤), as in:

I mean, both are fire. So I´m down with either. 🔥🤘

Oh man, the POSSIBILITIES. Also, let´s not forget MC would probs be a lot more durable and not as easy to break. Would be quite the relief for the sisters, for sure. 😅

But, THE POSSIBILITIES- 😭

Listen, MC would probs turn into her furry form solely for them belly rubs and head scratches. Yknow, totally taking advantage of the fact she´s got 3 beautiful ladies going "Awww" and "You´re just the cutest, aren´t you? Yessss you are" over her. 😭

...I mean, that´s their reaction regardless of the form MC takes, but it just hits differently when she´s not human. 🐺🥹

Okay listen-

Tanya Denali:

once she´s seen MC with a colar on, you can bet your ass it stays on

...regardless of her form

(new kink unlocked)

she´s always loved doggy style...but this takes things to another level entirely (she has thoughts, lemme tell ya)

quite enjoys the sight of other vampires clapping eyes on her huge ass werewolf!wife for the first time

...she´s proud af, let´s be honest

she´s glowing (and not just because of the sun)

also because MC is mighty

and that makes her feel mighty in return

their coven is strong

(it´s a leader thing...don´t judge her)

Kate Denali:

like you said, she´s smug

immensely so

in just about any situation, really

loves to mount MC like a prized steed

...both literally and figuratively

no, honestly: it´s adorable how much joy she gets out of riding on her (...like an actual horse, get yalls minds out of the gutter)

...she is quite curious about that doggy style though, it has to be said

roleplay (listen...something about treating her wife like an actual pet is just...it´s indescribable)

frequently begs MC to make them feral noises for her

I´m talking growling, snarling, howling-

she´ll join right in (also to see who can do it better)

Irina Denali:

lots of cuddles

and belly rubs

and nose rubs

any kind of rubs, really

loves to curl into MC when she´s sleeping

or laying on top of her

especially when she herself is reading

loves to run her fingers through all that...fluff

can´t get enough of hearing that adorable yipping MC (unintentionally) does when she gets excited

in fact, she finds it so endearing that she regularly asks MC to turn into a wolf

...however, it can´t be denied that she is rather curious about yknow what with her wife in wolf form

These are just some of their individual quirks. There´s lots of things the sisters have in common when it comes to wolfie!wife. Such as:

They love hunting together. There´s something so fascinating about wolfie!wife stalking her prey, nose going crazy when she catches a trace, muscles tensing as she sticks low to the ground, preparing for the ultimate lunge. So wild, yet graceful, and-

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Thanks a lot for your ask! 🥰💋