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thezoraprince · 1 year
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“Will You Marry Me?” - Sidon x reader
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“I have no idea how to word this and I’m so sorry if it’s a bad request but randomly I just thought of Sidon and hylian reader being friends when they were younger and Sidon asking her to marry him or something (the zora way), and she just responds with “if you can ask me that same question in a hundred years, I’ll marry you” and then they meet up again a hundred years later cause we started traveling with link and now they are sitting in the same spot and Sidon asks the same question😭 I know this is really bad but like” - anon
oh. mY. GOD! THE FEELS!! the friendship. the passing of time. everything. everything about this request is great. trust me, you did the lord’s work here by sending this in :’)
i had this all written out, and wanted to wait to post this one tomorrow. however, i’m feeling emotional tonight, and i felt posting it was needed.
i hope you enjoy (because this one is probably one of my favorites) <333
y/n - your name
“When we’re old enough, will you marry me?”
you were just kids
play pretending around the Bank of Wishes
but he wasn’t playing at the moment
he was serious about his statement
“Sidon… Zora’s age a little differently than Hylians…”
“I know…”
you sighed
“If you can ask me that again in a hundred years, I will.”
Sidon laughed
he knew your answer would have been different if Hylian’s and Zora’s aged the same
however, he also knew that you were both too young to get married regardless
time passed 
things changed
but your friendship never faded
never
but then
you were put into stasis
Purah and Impa thought it was best, since you were technically helping Link on his quest to save Hyrule
you wake up in a foggy haze
hardly remembering anything 
‘Where am I?’
as you venture along though, your memories start to return
even before you remember Sidon and Zora’s Domain, you’re heading that way
because your body just… leads you
it remembers the things you don’t
and here you are
standing in the domain’s center
hoping that someone could lead you in the right direction
lead you to remembering why you’re here
and there’s Sidon
Vah Ruta had already been taken care of
and he was running his daily errands
when he sees you, he drops EVERYTHING in his arms
he runs to you
wrapping his arms so tightly around your body
as if you’d been missing for a century
to him, though, you had been
“Y/n!”
he’s holding you so tightly
tears streaming down his cheeks and into your hair
you’re still trying to remember
but his touch feels so familiar to you
the Zoras in the area are starting 
but Sidon doesn’t care
“I’m so happy you’re safe.”
it takes some time to re-familiarize yourself with the domain
and Sidon is more than happy to help you regain your memories
he’s so understanding
and patient
oH HYLIA this man is patient
he tells you stories of your past
and stories of after you’d left
he makes everything seem so crystal clear
and once you fully regain a sense of self
and once your memories have returned
you remember what he said all those years ago
but you don’t say anything
because you know he couldn’t possibly remember something so small and silly
but still
you find yourselves sat at the Bank of Wishes
wading your feet in the water
your head laying against Sidon’s arm
and he smiles at you
“You know I love you, right?”
and you smile with a light, cheerful laugh
“I do.”
and he’s silent for a moment
he stares out into the water, thinking
“Do you remember what I asked the last time we were here? I’m sure it’s a bit fuzzy, but I wan—”
“I remember, Sidon.”
and his focus shifts to you
his eyes are wide
and he looks as if he’s seen a ghost
“I remember it well, actually. I remember the lotus flowers being in full bloom, just like they are now; how clear the sky was; how… how young we were…”
he’s silent still
“I remember.”
“Good.”
your focus on the water now 
you’re half expecting him to make a joke about how young and naive the both of you were
but
he doesn’t
“My feelings for you haven’t faded, you know…”
and you simply nod, still staring at the waves in the river
he caresses your face
“Y/n…”
you turn to face him
and his eyes gleaming from the sunlight’s reflection on the water
he stares at you for just a moment before placing his lips on yours
he’s soft
he’s warm
inviting
he pulls away slowly, his hand still placed on your cheek
“Is your answer still the same?”
you don’t speak
he knows your answer
but he still wants to ask
“Y/n, will you marry me?”
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ripplerain · 2 months
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IDK if someone already put this theory forward so here it goes: what if Scarlet is a descendant of the Paldean king (it would both give her a connection to the Treasures of ruin and I think that it would make Violet calling himself a Prince funnier)
On unrelated note, your art is amazing and the whole reason I got back to reading Pokéspe
that would definitely be something
especially since the Paldean king was mentioned already when the teachers thought Violet was a descendant of him
a turn of events
also thank you sm 🫶💜 happy to hear that Anon
here's a little meme
I find it funny Katy and Nemona didn't seem to care that Scarlet is looking for information about the Treasures of RUIN
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(edit: forgot to add nemona's shorts and aaa I can't change it here damn it...the updated version will be on my twt then </3)
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chocoleopard · 4 months
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HDHDJRJRJ YES FANGS KAKASHI
I keep imagining him as a lot more canine inclined than in canon
As in stuffed full of instincts that make him want to turn every fight into a hunt and go for the throat with his teeth instead of his kunai
teeth that he has used as a last defense on ANBU missions gone wrong
OOO and him with a completely different vocal range than most people that lets him literally howl with his ninken (there just so happened to be several rumors about tortured spirits haunting Konoha’s forests)
YOU HAVE JUST WORDED EVERY SINGLE THOUGHT I HAVE HAD FOR THE PAST 5+ YEARS INTO ONE PARAGRAPH IM INSANE!!!!!
I just ADORE the thought of Kakashi focusing his fighting style more on his instincts, rather than his weapons! Longer and sharp finger nails that dig into his opponents arms, rough, yet warm skin, canines longer than an average ninja would have, even almond pupils with his sharingan eye??? A yes from me.
Oh god, and him using those sharp teeth as a last attempt in gaining the upper hand over his enemies? Blood staining his teeth and dripping down his lips as he wipes it away with the back of his hand.
I am so obsessed with you for making me think some STRONG thoughts about this, anon.
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ikemenomegas · 1 year
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Just read all of your jjk works and loved loved all of them, especially that one post about yuta thinking gojo got a gf and gojo's alpha loosing his shit and laughing bc an affair is the least likeliest thing that gojo would do. and now im kicking my feat thinking about what the other students would think once they knew that gojo did in fact have a mate and wasnt at all a fuckboy. Like nobara side eyeing gojo when he says that he has a mate, totally not believing him until you actually appear or when she seas gojo in the passenger seat with you in the car.
Aaah! Thank you for reading. That Yuta can't think of anything worse than having relationships problems is one of my favorite jokes. My second favorite is maybe people thinking that Gojo is a player, with all the "time" he doesn't have, and all the emotional bandwidth he also doesn't have? I also don't write him as having a particularly high sex drive... I am also giggling at the faces the rest of the students make haha.
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Gojo is going to pout when you laugh at him. He's going to say something like "you don't think I could..."
And you can pat him on the arm and say "I don't think you would" and even if you mean different things by it, it still makes him preen a little.
He doesn't hide you exactly but even if he calls you his mate in front of others, he's told enough bad jokes this could just be another one of those. Everyone knows he's touchy and a little possessive so if some other omega is around and he's a little louder than usual, that's just Gojo being Gojo. And everyone knows the best way to survive Gojo is just doing what he wants, so if you let him swing you around like a ragdoll and pat his hand and say "yes dear" with an insincere expression, or call his name when he's being especially overbearing... well you were classmates and get away with more than most.
Sure some people know he's mated, and not just mated but married, but often those are put off by his blatant displays of loud, whiny behavior that they just think he's being his usual ill-mannered self and don't confirm or deny anything.
It drives the students who care nuts. Some of them (Panda and Inumaki) are gossip-mongers. Some of them just absolutely do not believe it (Nobara cannot imagine who would mate their useless sensei, let alone you who is responsible and serious about jujutsu, and treats people with respect). Some of them... encourage Satoru to make this dream a reality (Yuuji doesn't care whether it's true or not, but if Satoru says he's leaving them early for date night with you then he's cheering Gojo sensei on to "make it a great night"; Hakari also encourages Satoru to "get it"). The others mock him if you refuse to do something to his face (Maki, mostly Maki).
Let's be honest, Satoru orchestrates the little clues he ends up leaving for the students. The adults? he will perform some misdirection so no one gets weird ideas about you and Satoru being one anothers' Achilles' heel (really you're in more danger than him). The kids, he chose because he trusts them enough to join his faction and he has this thing about wanting people to like him, but not minding if they don't.
He smirks at Nobara when she catches sight of you picking him up in an expensive car. The car makes her jealous. The fact that he sticks his tongue out at her and leaves her to catch the train/bus back to campus puts her in a delightfully entertaining little rage.
Inumaki and Panda enjoy the game of finding out whether you and Satoru are together much more fun than the outcome so he lets them play. He'll "almost" get caught going to his knees while you kiss him on campus, he will show up if you're at the convenience store and the students are nearby and openly flirt with you while they're watching, etc. They're disappointed when they find out because they would rather help facilitate drama.
Yuta is... sort of appalled haha. So is Maki, but for different reasons. Yuta at this point has never been in or witnessed a healthy relationship in his life. He has a bit of a hard time wrapping his head around what he's actually right about - the ways in which Gojo and his Alpha's relationship is unhealthy but they still stay with one another without ever thinking about changing. Maki cannot believe you "chose this guy", and will say it to your face while sparring to try and win.
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How do you keep a from-scratch pie proper up and not melting all over the place? I don't know what I'm doing wrong. I always end up burning my hands trying to push the crust up before it finally hardens enough to stay against the tin sides on its own and it's horrible, I just want my pumpkin pie... Also, how do you make peach pie?
i love you anon. why do i not get MORE asks about pie making on my writing prompt blog??
i cant diagnose your issues perfectly over the phone, but generally speaking a melting pie is a symptom of the ingredients not being cold enough. whatever fat you're using in your pie, make sure its as cold as possible without being frozen before you cut it in, and make sure you're not using too much.
pie dough should only just come together before being rolled out, it should never be sticky. your butter/lard/shortening, whatever, and your water/vodka etc should all be cold cold cold.
different altitudes and temperatures will effect how well a pie stays cold/comes out, so no matter what I usually throw my pie crust back in the freezer or fridge whenever im not actively working with it. sometimes even after it's been filled, if it looks a little soft.
i will say, since baking a pumpkin pie requires blind baking (usually), that can definitely be a little more finicky. the bottom of my pumpkin pies are usually a little melty directly post blind bake/its not unusual for one section of the crust to droop a little. i recommend dry beans vs metal or clay pie weights and again, very very cold ingredients (I sometimes freeze the flour too if im baking in florida).
while i work on my own personal peach pie recipe (in the works, to test further this summer), here's the link to a good one.
i trust sally of the above linked recipe blog with most baked goods so i recommend looking at her other pies etc as well.
peace love and pie
- L
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not-poignant · 1 month
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AAAAAAA I JUST GOT INTO YOUR UNDERLINE THE BLACK STORY AND I BINGED THE ENTIRETY IN A DAY, AND ALSO HEARD ABOUT YOUR HIATUS, SO THEN YOUR SUDDEN UPDATE WAS SUCH A PLEASANT SURPRISE!!!!
PLEASE REMEMBER TO REST THOUGH, AND NOT TO PUSH YOURSELF TOO HARD, love your work!
Hallooooo
I am not pushing myself too hard! And posting the chapter felt really nice/good, so I promise I wasn't hurting myself at all by posting it. :D I've written up to chapter 93 so I have a good buffer!
I'm so glad you've been enjoying it! I'm sorry you landed in the middle of a hiatus (if it helps at all I've always finished all my long serials, even the ones I've taken a hiatus through), but also happy you got to have that little extra update.
Remember to look after yourself as well!! :D I hope I can keep bringing more fun/exciting/upsetting/comforting chapters to folks soon *bounces*
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fbfh · 2 years
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I am obsessed with your takes on Billy!! And was wondering if you could do a Billy x plus size! Reader with a scene like in dirty dancing with the song Love is Strange or the Loverboy song where they have a moment like Johnny and Baby, like all the sexual tension and cute ass moment but it’s all sweet sensual touches and no play and maybe Max comes to bug him for a ride which interrupts their moment… idk if any of that made sense lol. Love you’re writing ♥️
THANK YOU BABES!!!!! Billy lives in a little "they don't know you like I do" box in my brain so I am in fact correct about him always /hj
Trying to teach Billy to dance would be a feat in and of itself. It's not that he doesn't know how to move - you've had plenty of sore legs and love bites to prove otherwise. It's getting him to focus that's the problem. But can you blame him? When he's standing so close to you, almost able to touch you like he wants to, so close to having his hands and mouth all over your soft curves while you make that cute little focused face and guide his body, moving it in sync with yours, how could anyone not be overwhelmed with lust for you like that. Especially him. He keeps getting distracted as you twirl around the room with him, pulling you too close and kissing down to your hips, tugging at your clothes.
He doesn't get too far before you chastise him, trying to get him to follow through the steps, but the sweet giggle you let out and the flustered look on your face have him starting up again moments later. What sucks most is that he's actually a good dancer, and he could easily be really good if he could stop looking at you like that. The way you squeeze your thighs and shift your hips to relieve some of the tension building in your core doesn't escape him. Everything you do drives him crazy, leaves him more and more desperate for your touch. He crawls across the floor to you, kneeling, and feeling you up. He presses kisses to your stomach, looking up at you through long eyelashes and you know he would go down on you for hours right here if you'd let him. At the sound of footsteps on the stairs, you pull him up and back into position, hands interlocked, one on his shoulder, the other on your waist.
"Hey, Billy, can you drop me off at the arcade? Me and Lucas are supposed to meet El and the rest of the party at..." Max rambles as she jogs up the stairs, stopping when she sees you guiding Billy, twirling around the room. "What are you doing?" she asks with an entertained smile.
"Teaching your brother to dance." you state with a smile. Max admires you a lot, she admires anyone who can tollerate her brother - much less bring out the good in him. She thinks if anyone else had tried to teach him to dance it... would not have gone nearly as well as it seems to be going with you.
"You caught us at a breakpoint," you say, pulling apart from a very reluctant Billy, whose gaze is still burning into you. You turn to him with a knowing look. "Why don't you drop Max off and... we'll pick up where we left off when you get back?" A heart stopping smirk blooms on his face. He knows exactly what that means, and he has never been more excited to give Max a ride.
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antiendovents · 3 months
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You’re doing a great job! You’re a deity among a crowd of people that love you!
Your blog is amazing!
I’ll worship the ground you walk on! You’re perfect! No one else can reach you!
(It’s me again, the one to give you supply ❤️
No crashing on my watch! :3)
thank you !!! You are truly saviour :D
(We get like no supply outside of this blog, so we appreciate this very much!! You're amazing anon /gen)
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amee-racle-ofmyown · 6 months
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the heist!mark brainrot is consuming me…, just imagine mark n the viewer meeting for the first time as little kids to shoplift candy or smth together ╥﹏╥
the (brain)rot consumes!! I can relate
my dear anon... LISTEN. I am a big advocate for childhood friends captaineer, it's one of my favourite headcanons, but a childhood friends AU for the heist partners? that's something I hadn't considered until now. and it's adorable. I had to write something for it asap because I was INSPIRED. I hope you enjoy💖 thanks for sparking the idea!
Heist!Mark x reader (not explicitly romantic at all it's more about the friendship in this one) | Words: 1,317
You are in the kitchen of your shared home base, unloading the groceries your heist partner has just bought, when you pick up a bag of sour candies, smiling quietly to yourself. He's always been a fan of them.
Turning the packet in your hands, an old memory drifts to the surface of your mind:
You don't remember exactly how long ago it was, but you couldn't have been much older than maybe ten.
Your father was busy working, and had reluctantly sent you to the store with a small list after you insisted you could handle it on your own.
You slipped the folded piece of paper out of your school bag and scanned the list of items. At the bottom was a note that read, ‘Remember to stay hydrated, kiddo! :)’
You walked around the supermarket collecting the few things on your list and placed them in your trolley. On your way to the checkout, you passed through the candy aisle and slowed to eye the products on display.
‘Aren't you going to get anything?’
Your head perked up, shocked at the sudden voice addressing you.
There was a boy next to you with dark hair, looking at you inquisitively. He seemed to be about your age. He might have even been slightly shorter than you.
You must have been standing here for longer than you realised if it had prompted him to ask you about it.
You shook your head.
‘Why not?’
‘Oh, um. My dad only gave me enough money for what we need,’ you said timidly, showing him the list.
‘Ohh, that's too bad.’ Then, a small yet undeniably mischievous smile appeared on his face. He glanced discreetly up and down the aisle. ‘You know you can just — ’ and he took one of the small packets of candy off the shelf and slipped it swiftly into his pocket.
Your eyes went wide, stunned. Both from the fact that he was suggesting you steal, and at the speed and subtly with which he'd enacted the crime, as if he'd done it dozens of times before, if not more.
‘What are you doing?’ you spoke in a harsh whisper.
‘It's no big deal,’ he said in a lower voice than before, but one that still felt entirely too loud. He slipped another bag into his pocket.
You did not want to associate with this boy any longer.
You pushed your trolley away and towards the checkout, handing your items to the cashier.
You were unhappy to find the boy waiting for you when you exited the store, shopping bag in your hand.
‘What do you want?’ you asked, a little standoffishly, frowning at him.
‘There's no need to be rude,’ he said with a small pout. ‘Y'know, I think I might have seen you at school a few times.’
To your dismay, he followed along as you started walking home. When you pressed him, he simply said, ‘Hey, I'm not following you! I live down this way too, I promise!’
As the two of you walked, he chatted annoyingly by your side. What was more annoying was that you found you didn't mind his presence. You were a quiet kid and you didn't have many friends. Having someone to walk home with you was kind of a nice change of pace.
Just as you thought this, though, you immediately chided yourself mentally. You and him were not friends. You weren't going to be friends. This boy was a criminal and he wasn't even sorry about it.
You frowned in thought.
Oh no, what if he got caught? What if you went to juvenile jail for being an accomplice to theft? What would Dad say? What would Mom say? What if—’
‘Hey, are you listening to me? You haven't responded to anything I'm saying.’
You simply sighed as he pulled you out of your thoughts.
‘Are you still mad about the candy? I told you it's not a big deal.’
You stopped as you realised you were approaching your front door. The journey seemed to have gone a little faster than usual.
‘Really?’ you finally replied in an exasperated tone. ‘That was no big deal for you? That was stealing. Stealing is wrong.’ You couldn't believe you had to spell it out to him.
‘They won't notice a couple tiny bags of candy are gone. My mom says big companies that own supermarkets are greedy. They make loads of money anyway and don't pay enough taxes.’
‘Does your mom know you're a thief?’
‘W- well, no, but-’
‘That’s what I thought.’
He looked a little disheartened.
‘Please don't tell anyone. I'm sorry if I upset you,’ he said quietly, looking down.
You hadn't really expected an apology from someone like him. You sighed again.
‘I won't tell, but don't expect me to just go along with it. And don't act like we're best buds all of a sudden. We don't know each other. You don't even know my name!’
‘Well, what's your name?’
You gave him a slightly surprised look before telling him your name, albeit hesitantly.
‘Look, I have to get going now…’
You fumbled with the shopping bag as you reached into your coat pocket, feeling for the house key, when you suddenly felt something that wasn't there before. It made a crinkling sound beneath your touch.
‘You didn't.’ You pulled the candy out of your pocket. ‘When did you—?’
The boy grinned at you.
‘I thought you could have one of mine.’
‘I don't want your stolen candy!’
‘Judging by how you looked at it earlier, I think you do. And besides, stolen treats taste better!’ he called out, already walking away.
‘Wh- SHH!’ You hoped none of your neighbours had heard.
‘I'm Mark by the way! See ya, buddy!’
You stood outside the front door, dumbfounded.
Finally you let yourself in. Your dad wouldn't be home yet for a while.
You put the shopping away and sat down at your kitchen table, staring at the stolen goods in front of you.
You could try to put it back but… that would be more suspicious.
You figured, the deed had been done. There was nothing you could do now, so you may as well make the most of it.
You tore the edge of the packet and popped one of the candies in your mouth, savouring the sweet and sour combination on your tongue.
Maybe Mark was right. It did taste extra good. But maybe it was just because you'd been craving it.
What a weird kid.
‘Stealing is wrong, huh…?’ you mumble under your breath. You look down at the candy in your hands. It's not the same brand as the one from back then, but you imagine it tastes more or less the same, from what you remember.
Present day Mark is the one to pull you out of your musings.
‘Hey, what's with that face you're making? I know that look, buddy. Are you contemplating your life choices??’
You chuckle softly.
‘Just… got reminded of something. I suppose I got lost in nostalgia for a moment.’
‘Oh yeah? Penny for your thoughts?’
You turn and smile at him.
‘This just made me think of an annoying little boy stealing candy from a supermarket. And his reluctant acquaintance who ended up getting dragged into his antics for the foreseeable future.’
It takes a second for it to click.
‘Ohhhhh.’ You watch as realisation turns to him smiling fondly at the memories, which turns to him snapping his attention to you with a fake-offended look.
You laugh at his expression.
‘Wait, hey! Annoying?!’
‘Mhm.’
‘Excuse you, I was a wonderful, sweet and positively charming child.’
Your laughter rings out in the kitchen, full of mirth, and he shakes his head at you with a familiar lopsided grin, and you are so grateful for the cheeky little boy who approached you that day.
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galedekarios · 3 months
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Hey 😊 I just wanted to reach out and say that you are one of my favourite accounts on this website.
I love your character analysis and screenshots of Gale.
I hope you are doing well in these strange post-covid times.
❤️ 💙 💜
that's so sweet of you! 🖤 thank you!
i'm trying to dip my toes back into meta posts bc they are always such an undertaking and the early access cut & changed content series eats up so much of my energy and time.
i also still have asks sitting in my inbox that i definitely want to get around to answering!
(i'm also thinking of making a masterpost of all my metas, but that task seems so daunting now.)
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bogcreacher · 5 months
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So I'm head over heels with your comics and art so much??? How do you do your character design markings gen q they're just so chefs kiss, I always struggle with colors n making stuff unique but cohesive so like seawings are recognizably seawings despite not looking 100% alike
ahhhh thank you so much, that’s super kind!! :,) 
That’s 100% something I struggle with too! I’ve found that honing in on unique features helps, even if you have to invent them  yourself - like I give my SandWings their silly eyelashes and my MudWings their tusks - but there’s variation from individual to individual. Also keeping just head shape consistent really helps I think!
If ur mad like me you can make a list of the things you try to keep the same within one species (because I always forget, lol) 
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staticscreenz · 6 months
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do you have any art advice for beginner artists?
thank you for reaching out! i really do appreciate that you'd ask me this. i'll do my best to provide a brief but comprehensive answer.
i'd also like to preface this by saying that i am a disabled, self-taught artist without any formal training, so any advice i give will be through the lens of that experience
make art out of passion. this is the most important piece of advice i can give. if you are making art with the purpose of satisfying an invisible audience, or with the vague goal of "fame" or "success", you may never truly enjoy what you do. it may sound selfish, but i believe in making art because you like to and because you want to, not for the enjoyment of others.
don't be afraid of making "bad" art. "bad" is subjective; my favorite pieces are those that look "unfinished" or "unprofessional". but most people tend to think their art is "bad" when they cannot execute a concept, or when the result does not match the one in their head. i cannot promise you that art will always be easy; in fact, it can and will be extremely frustrating at times. but it will always be rewarding to have tried to work with new concepts, even if for the purpose of learning to better apply them in the future.
use references and tutorials as-needed. a lot of beginner artists feel like this is cheating, but i can assure you that even the most professional of artists use and have used references or tutorials to get where they are now. if you're unsure of where to start, i have a whole pinterest board with these things that i update fairly regularly.
there is so much more i can say, but then this post would go on forever. i hope this is helpful, and if not, my ask box is always open.
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princington · 9 months
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Hi! Just passing through to spread love to all of my favorite creators that I’ve found on here so far. Thank you for sharing your beautiful artwork! I hope you have a wonderful day.
This is so sweet of you anon! Thanks for making my day!
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slwtawn · 7 months
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Hi!! I love how your Levi is drawn! He's not glamorized or made conventionally attractive, in fact there's a sad kicked dog appeal to him . I find it VERY CUTE <3
Oh and when you put him next to Erwin, IT SHOWS HOW VASTLY ATTRACTIVE ERWIN IS??? Its doiing something to my brain everytime i look at your art, i like it 😭
thank you 🙏
i've got this picture in my mind of him that i feel i never portray accurately, but based on your description i can now say i might be going in the right direction <33
often times i get comments that he's kinda ugly/funny looking which i find odd because to me those features i give him are super charming (so i'm glad some people like it too!)
and regarding erwin... yes! he's like the perfect image of what you imagine a blond, blue eyed, hunky type of guy while funnily being insane in a composed way lol, and i like to contrast that as well w levi being the normal one...
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galaxywhump · 10 months
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Just wanted to send you some love! Hope you’re doing well. Thank you for everything you’ve contributed to the community! Your ideas and presence and most of all your writing!!! ❤️
❤️❤️❤️ thank you so much, anon!
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b33t-r00t · 5 months
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I feel the need to tell you that I’m absolutely obsessed with all your OCs. The lore is everything. The character cards? Immaculate. Emile and Edith? Loves of my life fr. THANK YOU
thank you so much for saying!! I’m glad you’re finding the lore and character stuff interesting, it’s certainly helping me get a better grip on backstories and character dynamics~
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