#also dearest asker

[milkyplier]

*Cookies of many kinds are handed to you in a travel-worn box, delivered by an exhausted Legend.*

A note attached to the box reads: For the coolest, most amazing, splendiferously wild, insanely talented, Plink whom I’m blessed to have met! I sent Legend on a quest to acquire & deliver you some cookies! I hope he found some of the kinds you like! How are you? How have you been? <3

I wrap Legend in a blanket, giving him permission to rest for a little while. Box of cookies beside me, and munching on one every now and then, I sit at my desk and compose a letter in return:

My dearest Navi,

Many thanks, I was just thinking to myself how hungry I am, too early for dinner to be had, so these cookies will do well to hold me over until supper. Legend did well; sugar cookies, peanut butter, chocolate chip, Oreos—all my favorites literally 😭😭😭

Kwkdhdhdhsjjdksajs stawwwwpp ur making me blush 🥰🤪🖤🖤🖤

I can’t think of any clever ways to return your compliment, so I will just give you one outright: I admire you for your temperament, kind and wise and thoughtful. I think you belong in Narnia, or maybe Alice’s Wonderland—you would fit in perfectly, with the rest of the wonder and whimsy, and I think Peter and Susan and Edmund and Lucy would have enjoyed your counsel and company.

I’m doing alright! My sister is expecting, so I’m going to be an aunt! I’m graduating high school (technically, I’ve already graduated! But I do have two more classes to complete before I’m fully done), and I’m also attempting to pursue the Lord. It’s…well, it’s going. I’m reading 1st Samuel—I’m on chapter 27, I think—and I have to say the story of Saul and David is…intriguing. I feel bad for Michal. It makes me curious about the history, what kind of culture they had at the time. Some of this stuff sounds outlandish to me—but maybe it was perfectly acceptable at the time.

I’m also attempting to get a job. I spruced up my resume, yesterday, but the hardest part is applying. There are so many boxes to fill out, it’s frustrating and dizzying. All part of the experience I suppose, and nothing that I ought to let stop me…this answer has turned out longer than I expected. I understand if you didn’t read it all, or take awhile to do so. Feel free to do either, I don’t mind!

- Plink 🖤

I fold the letter, tucking it away in a little envelope and sealing it with fragrant red wax. With a wave of my hand, it disappears in a flash of shimmering light.

[altruistic-meme]

The atla no war in ba sing se was a satire article

to call it a satire "article" is an overexaggeration as it is actually just a fake quote from a satire "news" twitter account, but yes

that said, not really sure why you came to me about this lmao

[cripplecharacters]

Hey! So I’m a fairly new ambulatory wheelchair user with EDS writing about a character who is also an ambulatory wheelchair user. I feel like I keep using the same words over and over to portray movement though (rolled, propelled, “pushed themself,” etc) so I would love to hear if you have any more ideas for alternatives! I’ll take as many as you’ve got!

Thank you!!!

Hello dearest asker!

This is the list that we have provided over time plus others:

Moved/Moves

Went

Wheeled

Rolled

Pushed

Sped/Spun

Propelled

Pulled (by a service animal etc)

Maneuvered

Turn/Turned

Scoot/scooted

Travel/traveled

Rock/rocked

Drove

Crossed

Cut

Stroll/Strolled

Navigated

Drift/Drifted

Swung/swinged

Popped ("Popped up their wheels/chair" to get over a surface etc)

Tip/tipped (Tipped themselves over something etc)

Advanced

Migrate/migrated

Inched

Zoomed

Rushed

Hurried

Raced

Skid

Ram/Rammed

Roamed

Shift/Shifted

Slid (In rainy or icy weather)

Followed

Circled

And a lot of many other verbs that would take me a long time to list! Consider what type of wheelchair the person has, as mention Here. And also how the person moves or places their hands can be another detail to include.

If the actual definition of the verb doesn't involve the specific actions of one or two lower extremities (ex. walk, run, stepped, trot, stride) then it's otherwise good to use! Other words like Moseyed, sauntered, paced, I think depends on the writer. A particularly mischievous character may saunter of a manner in their wheelchair. And a character who is nervous would pace—although possibly tiring—back and forth. And Moseyed, well, I just particularly like this word—but, a character could mosey on by in a certain fashion. Happy writing!

(last ask about verb terminology on wheelchairs per this post we made about it)

~ Mod Virus 🌸

[wyervan]

HI HI HI

How're you, how's life? I hope you are doing well! <3

A little suggestiveeee-ish of an ask. I'm daydreaming about smoon, how do you think they would kisssssss. Like on the lips(I feel like a kid writing it like that but idk how else to). Or if that's like a lil too far, what would be there favorite ways to show affection to their partners

I've literally scrapped this ask like multiple times because I'm so embarrassed to ask about it.

Anywho, AAAAAA, im gonna curl into a lil cacoon this took mental prep to send. Have a good day! Or night. Or whenever you see this. <33333

Hel~looooo *twidling my fingers at you* You’re cute~ No need to be shy. I certainly don’t have issue with these sort of questions. Definitely wouldn’t consider at least this ask to be too far, or honestly any of the others I’ve gotten on the subject so far.

Tho I should say (with both this ask and similar ones), it can be hard to give anything but a vague, probably dissatisfying answer without knowing more details about the situation the asker is presenting. How Smoon would react or behave in a scenario strongly depends on setting, the other personalities involved, if both of them are there or it's just one of them, etc etc.

And it keeps me from publicly answering sometimes because I can’t answer all asks, but I like for the ones I do to be thought-out full responses. But anyhoo, a little more on the subject below.

Starting with the second part of the ask—how do they like to show affection? Assuming this is a well-established relationship, both Sun and Moon are very physically affectionate, especially Moon, who is already a strongly physical communicator. Lotta little casual touches and holds, leaning against you. Moon also just wants to share the things he enjoys with the people he loves. Show you his favorite games, movies, or spots around town to eat or people-watch.

Sun’s more verbal with his affections. Expect lots of praise, pet names, and general gush (but it is very genuine). He’s also likely to want to pamper his partner quite a bit, feel like he’s taking care of you. buying little things for you, attempting to cook

But like I was saying above, how they show affection depends heavily on the other party involved. Like between Sun and Moon, for example, Moon HATES be doted on and Sun knows it.

Okay, so “how” do they kiss? They're definitely equipped and inclined for smoochin', with the right person ofc. But there's a lotta context to consider when answering such *important* questions. Is this in private or public, who's kissing who, what are the events that have led up to such a moment. Are you asking me if they use tongue? Teeth? 😝 definitely the later if Moon’s involved. Eheheh I might be teasin’ you a lil bit anon dearest, forgive me🖤🖤🖤. But as always, I invite you to interpret their characters as I've conveyed them~ How do you think slasher Smoon would kiss?

[aziraphales-library]

Dearest ineffable mods

Thanks for your amazing work! Long time lurker, first time asker. This is my favorite library by far!

Do you have any recommendations of fics focussing on the staff of the Ritz? And how they view our favourite idiots throughout the years/dinner? Preferably not AU. I checked the outsider pov tag but didn't find any.

If you could recommend some, it'd make me immensely happy ❤️ thank you in advance!

Here are some outsider POV Ritz fics for you...

The Ritz's Biggest Ineffable Husbands Shipper by frogfaced (G)

The staff of the Ritz had created a name for the couple once, a long time ago, it had to have been at least twenty years or so ago by now. It stuck, whispered fervently when they appeared in the queue. “Did you hear?” A comment passed from one hostess to a waiter, whispered quietly almost like a secret kept close to her heart, almost like a prayer. “It’s them.” ----- Or, Aziraphale and Crowley have become something of a legend at the Ritz, and have become the basis for many of the employee's gambling problems.

The matter of the Definitely Not Husbands by plainrefillnotepad (G)

The waiters and waitresses who worked at the restaurant at The Ritz weren’t what you would call a tight-knit group. If there was one topic of conversation, however, which every staff member had at least heard of, it was the matter of the Definitely Not Husbands.

An Angel Dining at the Ritz by misslmf (T)

The staff at the London Ritz become quickly familiar with the regular customers that come into the establishment, especially if those regulars were polite and easy to remember in some way or another. A pair that stood out to every member of staff after a while were the two men that came in at least a few times a month, always seeming to have a reservation despite never ringing to book one. Which is why it was so unnerving when neither of them showed up for a month. *** Or, how the staff at the Ritz are also children of divorce since Aziraphale left Crowley

Table For Two by JM_Finnigan (G)

Thomas Kinsley has known the two regulars - the red-haired man and the blond one called Fell - for as long as he's worked at the Ritz, so he is caught quite off-guard when only one of them makes an appearance one night. The aftermath of Aziraphale's return to Heaven as told through a Ritz waiter's eyes.

Code Angel by orphan_account (G)

She didn’t fully understand this kind of miracle but she knew one thing for sure. When a Code Angel came to The Ritz, they should expect miracles to happen.

There Were Angels Dining At The Ritz by AstersLibrary (T)

The employees at the Ritz have their favourites. And they're no so subtle about them.

- Mod D

[ask-the-four-lords]

Karl, what are your fav acdc songs? You look like the type of guy who'd jam to their songs. (I'm placing my bets on Problem Child, Bad Boy Boogie, Riff Raff or classic T.N.T)

Karl Heisenberg: *Grins* Correct you are, asker dearest, I am an ACDC fan. If I had to choose my favorite songs of theirs are probably Problem Child and Riff Raff. After all, I am a problem child, riff-raff, and a bad boy, I also happen to possess an inordinate amount of TNT, and, yes, it is dynamite.

[huskmydust]

besides huskerdust, what are your fave ships in hazbin? also how do you feel about radiodust? 🥺

Oh my sweet summer child. Dearest sweet innocent Asker. I LOVE radiodust. So glad someone has asked me about it because I thought I was the only one who had a soft spot in twineselfs heart for these sweeties! I also LOVE Alastor/Charlie. And *coughs* Stovia but that is technically Helluva territory XD.

[ask-tfone-prima-prime]

Do you have a favorite amongst the other primes?

you receive a letter back,

"Dearest Anonymous Asker,

Choosing between my fellow primes would be much too difficult.

Obviously, the Primes all have their desirable qualities and non-desirable qualities. however, any non-desirable qualities are completely acceptable and we all deal with them.

I must say though, I greatly respect Megatronous Prime, he is an excellent warrior and a good friend - all of us are delighted to have him on our team. Him and I travel down to the undercity on occasion to greet our citizens and it is a comfort to have him around.

Solus Prime is also an integral part of the primes, she is incredibly intelligent and I fear we would be lost without her. Additionally, she crafted my weapon of choice, the Star Saber, so I may be slightly biased.

Please remember that every member of the Thirteen is valued equally. Every prime is a cog in the machine which allows us to run this beautiful planet. I am grateful for every prime and I am grateful that we all get along so well.

Best wishes and Happy Holidays,

Prima Prime"

[britannia0]

Can I just say I love how sketchy your artstyle is? Especially when you draw LB bc it really feels in character for lack of better wording ifykwim

Anyways question timeee, you mightve mentioned this before or gotten an ask about it but what drew you to lb? Like what makes him a character you enjoy?

as selfin rightfully said, anonymous ask? I'm movin' up in the world

as for the question, dearest asker:

I think it was the original merg playthroughs that drew me to him, (and made me find out about his existence) and I started to grow more and more attached over time. I don't know when it happened, but he's just irreplaceable to me now.

I'd say I usually grow a liking to characters like that. Find out about them, compare them to others, realise I like them the most, get pissed because there's little-to-no content of them (they're usually the most unknown damn characters, example being rico from aot. (yes she's my favourite aot character.))

As for what makes lb a character I enjoy? I'd say it's a mix of the more grounded approach of the au, and gaster. I'm quite a big fan of gaster, he's my #2 UT character, competing with sans for #1. plus the design of lb is the best I've ever seen, rivaling fatal and loverofpiggies designs in general. it's so damn basic yet so good. I've always liked more "wild" interpretations of things, as in like- when a character just goes sicko mode. not being restrained by plot or other characters, just goes crazy. though I may just be latching onto something here since I dont quite know myself.

one thing I DO know is how much I love the static aspect. I've been waiting to talk about this all ask. the static aspect of lb hooks me in EASILY. I don't know why but it's so damn good to look at.

not to mention the twitching. lb really gives off this vibe of "we're fucked" no matter who he's up against. phase 3's opening remains my favourite UT-related sequence ever. maybe even outside of UT, actually.

lb excels even more than dust in just pure POTENTIAL for design. you can have a more symbiotic approach, a more retained and orderly approach, or you can have a puppeteer-type dynamic. there's also it just being batshit insane, which I enjoy with a mix of symbiotic and puppeteer.

off-topic slightly, but my favourite representation of lb is a crackhead disposition, with puppeteer strings. yet it's symbiotic in nature, sans and gaster both agreeing on this.

PS: thx for the comment on my artstyle. I love sketchy artstyles a SHIT ton yet it feels like I js chicken scratch with mine. so the very fact it helps my art, especially with my fav character ever, is definitely a motivator.

anyway, thanks for the ask. you just motivated me to start working on another lb drawing I've been thinking of.

[13atoms]

I'm the person that said that the spymaster x reader fic links weren't working, hi again ‼️

Last I checked Reciprocal Pleasure, interrogated and a few other didn't work 💔

And I am on mobile so maybe that's why 💔💔

Thank you so much for checking again (and to the other asker who also worked out which ones were broken!) - I was looking for Dhawan!Doctor links being broken because I simply cannot read haha

Unfortunately the lovely wonders-of-the-multiverse wrote the first half of artifice in silver, but has since deleted her blog (and I miss her every day) - so I’ve linked the AO3 copy instead! Go show her part 1 some love over there.

The other three that seem to be missing:

Calling for a Doctor

Interrogated

Reciprocal Pleasure

I have absolutely no idea about! I can’t find them at all. I used to write in Google Drive, so looks like they’re probably there.

I never named anything in those files, but I’ve had a guess at what I think those fics were, and managed to find Calling for a Doctor and Interrogated, I have truly no memory of 'Reciprocal Pleasure' but if anyone has a reblog/copy, please tell me!

I'll post 'Calling for a Doctor' below, and repost and link 'Interrogated'.

I don’t think they’re my best work, reading them now, but I can’t imagine deleting them? Not sure! Either way, apologies! I’ll cut them from the master list, but here you go! (I think? Sorry if these are reposts!)

"

Calling for a Doctor

“Master!”

The Doctor’s voice reverberated through the TARDIS, outrage and horror clear in her voice. She hated using his name. She spit the word like an insult. 

You winced in embarrassment at the thought of her seeing you like this. 

Where was she?

“Doctor, dearest. How are you?” The Master’s tone was lighter, more casual, you could imagine his lean

“This isn’t a social call and you know it.”

“That’s a shame,” you could hear how he was toying with her, “I fancied a chat.”

“Where is she?” 

There was true anger in The Doctor’s tone, desperation. 

Just after you were taken, you realised. She didn’t know you were safe. He was playing a game.

Around the gag in your mouth, you couldn’t speak. A small part of you wanted to tell The Doctor you were okay, on this ship by choice, but you’d seen The Master’s planning, how he needed to convince her you had been kidnapped. 

You tried to stay quiet, even as The Master nonchalantly played with the remote he’d balanced on the console. 

“What is that?”

She must have noticed the little black remote too. You certainly had, the first time The Master showed it to you, its accompanying toy now heavy inside of you. The Doctor’s demand sent a shiver of shame through you, sitting heavy in the pit of your stomach. 

“This?”

Click. Click. 

Click. Click.

He played out a heartbeat rhythm on the buttons, each press sending a jolt of pleasure through your clit. It was the remote for the vibrating toy he’d stuffed inside of you, constantly buzzing, occasionally conducting pleasure through your entire pelvis.

It had been the first thing he’d done after the blindfold went on, after he’d strapped you to his heavy office chair in the TARDIS console room. His fingers had tested you, laved in his spit, scissoring to make sure you could take the toy.

Restraints pulled your legs apart, fastening to the back legs of the chair so your cunt was on clear display to him. Your arms had been bound behind your back, a gag in your mouth.

The toy had been alien to you, and you missed the warmth of his fingers as he removed them to insert it. It stretched you out, as he told you about his plan, giving a quick second’s rub to your clit as you adjusted to the sex toy inside of you.

Or torture device, as you supposed he was convincing The Doctor. 

Lastly, he’d put a collar around your neck. 

“I need some pretty moans from you, okay?” he’d whispered, before you heard his footsteps cross the room.

The buzzing inside of you had started the second he started the call with The Doctor.

“If you’re looking for your pet, she’s here! You can’t say hello I’m afraid, she’s gotten herself in a spot of bother.”

“No!” the Yorkshire accent called, but you could barely hear her.

Your legs would be bruising against the soft ties he’d used to restrain them, and you started trying to free yourself, desperate to either finish yourself off or get the toy out, whichever was easier.

It was too much, too high too soon, and you tapped out the rhythm he’d taught against your chair arm.

“Aw… she’s struggling. Looks painful, that.”

The Master’s pitying voice, a lie faintly covering the truth, made you moan, trying to catch his attention as he bantered with an increasingly upset Doctor.

A whine left your mouth, and you felt the toy inside you grow less aggressive in its rhythm, gentler. You mumbled a thank you around your gag, knowing it would come out incomprehensible. 

Painful? Your issue was more of the pleasurable nature. 

The Doctor was still yelling.

“Stop! Whatever you’re doing to her, stop!”

If the gag wasn’t there, you feared saying something, your moans sounding more sexual and less painful. He sent another jolt through your clit from inside of you, and you groaned, loud enough for The Doctor to hear.

She was begging for your life.

You didn’t want to hurt The Doctor, you really didn’t. But The Master needed her upset and emotional, running to save you. You couldn’t conceal your moans, your whines and your garbled begging. Could she see you? Your harshly rising chest? The garters and ripped bra you were wearing?

Could she see how you were dripping onto this chair, pussy clenching around the toy, trying to writhe your hips.

You felt a single tear absorbing into the blindfold, a sob wrack your body, and The Master’s voice caught your attention.

“Excuse me just a moment, Doctor. I believe our pretty little friend is getting free.”

She called your name, The Master’s name, and you realised she certainly couldn’t see you. 

“Leave her alone! You can have me, whatever you want, I swear just –”

You jumped at the feeling of his fingers brushing your skin, and he mumbled his apologies. You felt a new restraint, around your stomach, and he tied it quickly to the back of the chair. He pressed a single hand to you, over where the toy was inside you, and you rolled your head towards his arm, seeking out his touch.

“Okay?” he mumbled, thumb stroking your skin.

You nodded, and you felt his thumb once more, wiping the drool from your bottom lip.

“Good girl. This is going to hurt, okay?” 

His breath danced across your cheek as he whispered.

Again, you nodded. He’d told you about this part, and you suddenly knew why he’d tied you down.

Loud enough for The Doctor to hear, he yowled like he’d been hurt, and you wondered what fucking theatre school he’d gone to. The stories he spun were so ridiculous, and you could imagine the wide grin on his face as The Doctor’s voice echoed through the ship.

She was cheering you on, promising to find you, and The Master quietly undid your gag, shushing you, and put his bare forearm to your mouth. You kissed against the skin, trying to figure out what to do next. The toy inside of you was barely vibrating, pleasurable enough to keep you wet, your brain stupid, but it was no struggle to keep quiet.

“Bite,” he whispered.

You frowned beneath your blindfold, but did as he asked, sinking your teeth in as gently as he could until he pinched your nipple harshly, and you bit down harder. 

“Good,” he mumbled. “Stay quiet.”

Distantly, The Doctor was still speaking.

“So much for being fucking pacifists,” The Master grumbled, marching away from you heavily, returning to his little performance, “”

Even with your mouth free, you didn’t dare speak.

“Don’t… she’s not… let her go. She can’t hurt you, she’s…”

The Master scoffed, and you heard him returning yet again. The thrumming inside of you grew strong, rhythmic, distracting you as he lay his first blow.

A crack of skin on skin echoed through the ship as his palm collided with your breast, the toy inside you some distraction from the pain.

Again.

A new spot, your other breast, making you whimper and The Doctor’s voice scream out, demanding to know what was happening.

Again.

You cried out loudly at the feeling of him striking again, where he’d just hit, and 

“Master!”

You couldn’t help yourself, the moan in your choice, and you heard him hiss beside you.

The Doctor called your name, confused, and hands fumbled behind your head, undoing your blindfold. You blinked, overwhelmed by the sensation in your cunt, by the fear and the pleasure and the pain all intermingling. The you saw it, her hologram, looking around frantically. You flinched, terrified she’d see you like this, and The Master gave a low laugh at your fear.

“Shout for her,” The Master hissed, tensing up in your peripheral vision.

God, he’d hate to hear her name on your lips while you were like this, tied up, desperate with arousal, naked bar the underwear he’d bought you.

You screamed out her name anyway.

“Doctor?”

Just as recognition flashed over face, her hologram disappeared, cutting of your name half-way off her lips. The Master laughed, moving to stand between your spread legs.

“You did so well, love. So good for me.”

He kissed at the marks he’d left, and you laughed, rolling your neck. You wondered for a second if he’d forgotten about the toy inside of you, wishing desperately he’d do something about the teasing he was putting you through.

“Sorry for that bit at the end, I–”

He crouched down, eyebrows raised and an expression on his face you only saw after mischief, and you almost pre-emptively rolled your eyes at whatever he was going to say next.

“Never apologise for begging for your Master.”

His face mirrored yours as you smirked at him.

“Does my Master want to say thank you, maybe?”

“Since you did so well…”

He sat cross-legged on the floor, and blew across your pussy, laughing at how you squirmed. Then, he held the remote out, making a show of pointing it towards you.

“Ready?”

“More than ready.” 

Your screams as he turned the settings to maximum would have been far more convincing, making the restraints tighten and you whole body writhe.

You hoped he was recording.

"

Interrogated

Request: "Could you please do a fic where the reader has been captured by some weird planet where interrogation is done by overstimulation? [...] She's scared at first but the master comes to rescue her and then he realizes what's happening and decides he likes his pet like that [...]

Your pornography, folks

[telomeke]

OOO thank you for this lovely gift dearest Lin! 😍 Anything Bad Buddy related of course makes me happy. Even something worn by Wai 🤣

It's actually a shirt I would wear if I had one, maybe because the combination of complementary purple and yellow is unusual (but still works if you downplay the intensity). Also reminding me a little bit of Kinn's ombré suit in KinnPorsche with the purple shading, and that suit was iconic.

Looking forward to the BL Advent too: 💖

‌Reminder to all BL fans to send @dribs-and-drabbles an Ask to dedicate an item from the communal wardrobe to yourself or someone else (if you wish to participate). 🎁

Starting December 1st, Santa Lin will choose an item from the communal wardrobe and dedicate it to the Asker (or someone else, depending on their Ask), once a day or more! 🤩

‌

The Thai Communal Wardrobe item #149

Bad Buddy ep 6:

Wandee Goodday ep 9:

for @telomeke 💙

[shanklin]

it seems like it's been a while since you've been on here but I just recently found this. Does the name Ford Shanklin mean anything to you? If you read this please respond I would really appreciate it

Hmm, nope.

[Wait lemme google]

I guess there's someone[s] on facebook and tiktok with that name.

Oohh and hey wanna buy some used cars in Shanklin, UK? 😅

Should i know someone with that name? Is there GF lore im unaware of? 🥺

[cripplecharacters]

This might be a bit of a weird question as I know this isn't a drawing blog, but do you happen to have any pointers for finding good reference photos for drawing cane users? I'm having trouble finding interesting/dynamic poses, and the vast majority of pose generator sites I've found don't even show people with mobility aids. Stock photo sites and google are also limited in their usefulness, mostly giving me very stiff poses. If you have any tips that would be great.

hello dearest asker!

I tried to be an artists once upon a time so let me direct you to some things that might help! Here is an excellent post written up by @deoidesign shows how motion and functionality with a cane works. Here is a post by @sparrowsocks on the cane design itself and the practicality of it. Here is another "How To" guide that is a bit more simple but covers how the hand changes with different handles.

Here is a reference of hands gripping cylindrical objects that I think might be a little helpful. Grabbing a cane or just moving it are all things that go into it too.

If you're going for more a historical setting, Here is a library of sources of historical walking sticks and canes. That source is more novelty canes and not for practicality for a mobility aid, but Here is another source for History and it has more practical canes.

Also things like old photo rolls when film was just becoming what we know today could be something helpful too.

[Image Description: A black and white picture roll of two sets with twelve frames in each. The first roll is a side angle of a man holding a can and walking then taking a right turn and walking back. The second roll is a backside angle of the man walking with the cane and then taking a right turn and walking back.]

We can see for example in the first two frames how the opposite leg moves with the cane.

And of course we have more photos from the Victorian era of men with canes. Granted canes were used largely for fashion but a lot of people did use them for balance and such too. Also they're good references for poses while holding a cane.

Another thing I can recommend is just watching videos of someone using a cane. Look up disabled YouTubers or people who do physical therapy videos and they show largely how movement with a cane should look and more.

If you're looking for dynamic poses I would recommend looking up cosplayers or models who are disabled and use canes. But also looking up disabled actors that use canes or similar mobility aids and go through their filmography is another good way to see references. A lot of disabled people who are artists also post their own photos and videos for art references specifically too.

One last thing is how the character holds their body and what type of cane they need is gonna depend on how they are disabled. Working that out and doing more research is gonna change some things. But also even though there is a proper way to use a cane, some people use canes in different ways to suit their needs and comfort. The biggest example in media is House from House MD and while Hugh Laurie isn't disabled, he does a pretty accurate portrayal of someone using a cane in an alternative way. I personally (when I was getting fitted for one) would use my cane very much as House does, and other people have said much the same.

Hopefully this helps in some way and your fellow artists may be able to throw more help in the notes. Happy drawing!

~Mod Virus 🌸

[mbti-enemies]

to the anon infp with the enfj now-official-both-ways gf, we are SO happy for you!!!! and honestly my heart is so full and bursting rn for the both of you so sending you guys the most beautiful wishes <3

[revivebook]

yo but why is cheat/cheatself kinda a banger neo set 😳

KEKW if dream used neos i think he’d either be a zey/zem or a fuckin .. leo/leoself. perhaps even a little bit of a exe/exeself, on occasion

[ask-whitepearl-and-steven]

do you think you could draw a blue diamond au comic with blue diamond and yellow pearl please ❤️

Dearest asker, I am delighted by your enthusiasm and very humbled/terrified by your request. I also need to know the following immediately:

How much time you think it takes to draw a comic

How many free hours in the day you think I have

Please post your reply to me as soon as possible. I await it with baited breath, and I trust it will illuminate some level of motive it took for your to pen me this missive so casually.