#anyway just a 'getting back into drawing' doodle

[narfin-frood]

another wave of swap doodles from another late night drawing sesh!

talking abt my new thoughts for the au also under the cut :))))))

so i've been thinking on the big catastrophic event. and i've landed on this:

i think the big catastrophic event is caused by the hat. the hat is never scooped up and adopted by wander during the big dispute the previous "owners" had, so it instead lands in the hands of jeff. jeff in the au is already a pretty normal, chill dude, with a band and a life. he's been friends with wander for a while, but during a lull where they don't see each other for a while, he gets ahold of the hat, and the possibilities overcome him. he Didn't Know how Good it feels to be Bad. and he's making up for lost time by tricking out his little ship with guns and thrusters and all sorts of evil stuff.

wander is taken into custody by sylvia, who is working for some organization like the men in black. she interrogates him, and realizes he doesn't know the first thing about what jeff has been up to in his absence, though she has pictures of them hanging out from years back.

they'd search for jeff, who announces himself as major threat when they finally catch up with him, and would attempt to produce some kind of enormous doomsday weapon from the hat. this would be like the last nail in the coffin for the hat, which was already within an inch of blowing up anyway, and it would explode and flatten the entire solar system and surrounding area, taking major threat with it.

sylvia and wander take shelter in a cave right before the blast hits, and when they come out, it's devastation all around. wander's been wrung out, now. his oldest friend is gone, and he feels to some degree responsible for the whole mess, even when sylvia assures him he isn't. they take a trip around and realize just how much damage the hat's explosion had done, and how far it stretches, and that's when wander starts to spiral. surely there's something he could've done to prevent it, and how dare he continue on when who knows how many wonderful people have just been vaporized in the midst of their "battle"(basically just yelling at major threat from a distance Not to Do It).

they come to rest on a planet that still has some firewood left, and sylvia goes off to gather it while wander takes shelter in another cave. A very damp cave, a dark cave, one that seems almost entirely untouched by time. and in the cave, there's one glowing orange mushroom.

anyway, that's about how long sylvia and wander know each other before the cult's inception. i think they only get to have a couple moments where they're just buds on a mission, and then it's all downhill. sylvia readily quits the men in black at some point between meeting wander and meeting major threat, but she retains the skills that made her such a good fit for it. and now, she doesn't have to wear those awful shoes that she hates.

honestly it's taken me so long to come up with something for it because, like i've said before, the wander over yonders are just kind of. backstory-less, largely. we get just enough backstory to want to know more, like with major threat and wander One Thousand Years Ago Exactly and sylvia's past as a bounty hunter, but. like. not much more than that.

and a lot of that has to do with the programming slot this show was given and how little time it actually spent on the air, like a lot of things, but also, y'know. tone. the show is aaaaaalmost a pure comedy, which i love it for, and the bits of tragedy and lore are almost always undercut with n jokes per minute. which!! again!!11! i like! i think it's fun and i like to be happy and have fun. and it also makes those moments of Ohhhh Ouchie my Feelings hit that much harder to have them entirely surrounded by peace love and funny joke.

so anyway. i kinda fear this backstory is just a little too #serious and makes too little #sense to me, but it's the closest i've come to something that makes sense for how wander turned out in the au. Shrugs. We shall see.

and all of this is from a little blurb i wrote for fun so like Please Dont Think This Is The Final Decision please. ill probably change All of this in some way or another bc i fear this gives sylvia very little time to be happy and i want her. to be happy. at some point. i need her to be happy more.

[a-chaotically-small-lunta]

Alright we all know the classic daydream, that I’m pretty sure at least 90% of us have had, of being bored at school or work and then suddenly a giant rips off the roof and snatches you. Taking you far away from your worries and responsibilities. That daydream? Or perhaps for my giants out there, the one where you suddenly start growing at school/work into a giant and the building crashes around you as you grow into your giant size. Or perhaps you’ve daydreamed about finding a tiny at work/school.

Well those are the classics, we’ve all probably daydreamed them at one point however I’m curious about all of your unique ones. Ones that aren’t like the classic three. Well maybe they are similar but they aren’t exactly like them.

For an example I’ll share one of mine. I like to daydream that I’m walking into the woods where I find a large boulder. This boulder is angled and provides the perfect little hiding spot. I go into the hiding spot, sit down, play some music maybe, and doodle. When all of a sudden I hear rumbling and notice two large shadows overtake the boulders shadow. Giants! They’re chatting about how they’ve seen humans about and how one of them needs to stay here to watch out for them. Begrudgingly one is forced to stay here to keep lookout. They hate this and slump onto the boulder that I’m hiding under. I don’t make a sound and try to just continue drawing. Maybe I get lost in my drawings at some point and start humming, forgetting there’s a giant literally above me. The giant hears it and calls out ‘little bird are you humming for me? Where are you? You aren’t supposed to be out this far?’ But I stay hidden as the giant looks around, I also stop humming. They sigh and mumble that they were kinda getting bored and that it was nice to hear something else. So I start to hum and perhaps sing. They try to find me again and realize I’m under the stone but they can’t reach me or move the stone (big stone is way bigger underneath the ground basically) so they leave me be and thank me for the entertainment. They’re also saying I’m lucky I’m so well hidden cause they’d have to take me away if they could’ve reached me. Eventually the giant leaves and I can go home, but obviously I’m going back the next day to repeat it and perhaps build a friendship with the lonely bored giant.

Anyway, what are your guy’s more unique daydreams? You don’t gotta share if you don’t want to but I’m still curious if you are willing to share.

[plaidpajamallama]

(You scared me) RHEA RIPLEY X JEY USO

Chapter 24

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Jey and Jimmy walked out through the curtain of gorilla into the hallway.

You think they would learn by now, uce.

Some people are hardheaded, he said, shrugging his shoulders.

As fuck, he laughed.

As they walked down the hall, he pulled out his phone, texting Rhea, asking her, Where are they at?

He could feel Jimmy looking over his shoulder.

What do you want, Uce?

You talk to him? He said his tone was more serious.

Nope, we’re seeing him in LA.

Really, you aren’t going to talk to him till then, uce?

Yup, if he wants to talk, he’ll call. I’m sure as hell not going to call him.

He shook his head. Alright, y’all are so-

So what? He stopped in his tracks. Were so what

He chuckled to himself before answering him. Nothing, you see, come on, he hit him on the back. Where are the girls at?

Um, he looked back down at his phone. They left us?

What do you mean? He snatched his phone from him. Huh, they really left us?

Yeah, he snatched his phone back. They did, and they want us to pick up some food on our way.

Alright, shit, we better get going then. Uce, he hit his back again walking in front of him.

Keep doing that, Uce, and see what happens.

Ok, I told them. Rhea said while putting her phone back on her lap,

Good I’m starving. Naomi said, lying on her back, I could eat anything!

Me too, my stomach touching my back. Bianca said, taking a sip of her drink,

They were all sitting around on the bed after their match. They decided to go back to the hotel suite to all hang out and have a drink or two.

Oh, you guys want to see what he got me for Christmas?

Yeah, it’s crazy you think you have to ask. Bianca said

I already know, but I want to see it again. Naomi said, rolling over.

Of course you knew you know everything! She said, laughing, sitting her glass on the side table before walking over to her suitcase on the ground, grabbing the picture frame out of it before sitting back down in her spot.

Look how fucking cute this is. She sat it down in between them all.

Oh, that’s adorable he made it? Bianca asked

Yeah! He made it; he drew on the frame and everything!

Y’all is so cute; he loves you, bad girl.

Mmh, you should have seen him in the car drawing on the shit; he was so focused it was cute. Naomi said

She couldn’t help but smile at the thought of him sitting in the backseat doodling on a picture frame thinking about her.

What did you get him?

Ugh! She brought her hands to her face. It was so stupid after this.

It couldn’t be that bad, Mama.

No, it was bad; I got him some fucking headphones!

She could hear the silence; she took her hands off her face. Bianca was looking at Naomi, her eyes peeking over her glass as she took a sip.

Oh god, it’s really bad! She fell back against the pillows.

No! It’s not that bad. Rhea What did he say?

He said that he loves them, but that’s bullshit.

He wouldn’t lie if he said he loves them. He loves them. Naomi tried to reassure her.

Yeah, but it’s so stupid compared to his gift. Uh, I’m not good at giving gifts.

You can’t compare them; if he likes them, then it’s a good gift. Bianca put a hand on her leg.

It just feels dumb. I don’t want him to think I don’t care as much as he does.

Trust me, he knows how much you care for him, plus he’s not really a gift person anyway, Mama.

You promise? She said nervously.

Yes, we promise he knows.

They heard the lock of the door click, and like a bunch of dogs when their owner comes home, they all leaned over the edge of the bed, peeking around the corner of the built-in divider separating the bedroom and the living area.

Jey used his foot to push up the door; both of his hands were full with Waffle House. Jimmy followed behind him, rolling their suitcases in and closing the door with his foot.

Ooo, y’all got us some good food. Bianca said as she stepped off the bed, helping Jey out with the bags of food.

Yeet Jey said, placing the bags on the table, I can’t believe y’all left us uce.

We were done for the night; we didn’t want to just sit around. Naomi said

You could’ve at least told us before Jimmy said kissing the top of her head.

I will next time now get me another drink.

Oh, y’all drink! Jimmy said, taking her glass

Mmh, Rhea said, standing up and walking up behind Jey, looking over his shoulder. What did you get me?

What you like, he handled her a box here.

Thank you, love.

Yo, you out of ice! Jimmy yelled from the kitchenette.

Well, go get some then! Naomi yelled back.

He sucked his teeth. Alright, Rhea, do you want to come with me?

Yeah, sure, she set her box down before slipping on her Vans.

We're back, he announced, as, opening the door, he let her walk out first before shutting it, ice bucket in hand.

So how’s your toe? She asked, looking at him.

Still hurts a bit, but we're good.

Good, she chuckled.

Hey, can I ask you something?

Yeah, of course.

Has he been sleeping? Like through the night and shit?

Um, she thought about it; she figured he was, but maybe not? Why do you think he’s not? She asked with concern in her voice.

I don’t know; I just know how he is and how he gets, especially when it comes to Roman.

What does that mean? You all keep saying that

It means that he can keep all this shit in, pushing it deep down, and start to shut down.

They walked into the little nook where the ice machine was located. He put the bucket on the shelf before pressing the button to dispense the ice.

They both leaned on opposite sides of the wall, staring at each other.

So you know what Roman said? She asked, crossing her arms.

I do, he said, crossing his He didn’t tell you, Uce?

Every time I ask him, he just says it was “bullshit” and then changes the subject.

So you want me to tell you what happened?

I can’t help him if I don’t know what the issue is, Jimmy.

A grin appeared on his face as he nodded his head. He told Roman about you, and he just kind of brushed it off, making it about work, which pissed him off and made it seem like you're just some random fuck of the week. He didn’t like that, so he left.

She just took a minute to process what he had just said, unfolding her arms. Well, that is bullshit, she said with a nervous laugh.

Yeah, he pulled up off the wall, grabbing the bucket now full of ice. I wouldn’t worry, though. Roman’s just being

A dick, she said, pushing off the wall.

He chuckled. I mean, yeah, but that’s not what I meant. Uce, he said, picking up the bucket.

They walked out of the nook back into the hall.

I’ll talk to him to make sure he’s good. She said, putting a hand on his shoulder.

Thanks, I appreciate it. I’m just looking out even if he doesn’t want me to.

He does; he’s just—

Hardheaded, he said with a grin.

That’s not what I was going to say, but yes, he is. She laughed as she pulled her keycard out, opening the door.

Jey was standing in front of Naomi, her arms crossed, and Bianca, sitting in a chair, turning her attention to them both with a wide-eyed expression.

What the fuck is going on!? Jimmy said getting their attention

We're back! Jimmy said before shutting the door behind them

Hey sis, Here he said, putting a box out for Naomi.

Thank you, she signed, grabbing it. You want a drink?

Hell yeah, if y’all are drinking, I’m drinking too, shit.

She laughed as she poured him a drink here.

Thanks, he took the last of the boxes out of the bag, sitting them on the table.

It’s been a hot minute since I saw you, uce. How have you been?

I’m good still, champ, and I get this one now, she said, pulling Naomi into a hug. She hugged her back.

Well, you better watch your back street saying it was her, he said, taking a sip of his drink.

They both scoffed dramatically before Naomi hit his arm. I didn’t do it!

Ok, ok, you aren’t going to tell me he put his hands up. I know the truth.

You're so annoying, you know that?

I’m great. I don’t know what you are talking about, uce. He said, taking another sip of his drink,

You got anything new going on, Jey? Bianca asked, sitting down in the chair next to her.

Not much He leaned against the edge of the table. I’m starting the show off tomorrow so I can talk to Drew’s dumbass, so we’ll see how that shit goes.

Well, I wish you luck. Drew’s a piece of work.

You mean a piece of shit, then yeah, also I think we’re supposed to pop up on y’all's show.

Oh really? For what?

Bloodline shit, you know, got to handle it 'cause Roman ain’t here to do it, he said with a laugh, but his frustration showing through his words.

Well, thank you for taking care of them. Naomi said, giving him a side hug.

Oh, Rhea showed us what you got her.

She did? You think it’s good, not too much.

No, not at all; she seems to love it. Bianca said, taking a drink from her glass,

Ok, I asked this one up, but it’s good to hear that of a normal one.

Naomi hit him again in his arm before moving to sit on the edge of the bed.

Bianca laughed. She did seem a little insecure about her gift, though.

Yeah, I know I love my gift, and I told her that, but

Speaking of Rhea, what are you going to do next week?

What do you mean, uce?

I mean, we’re all going to be in LA. What are you going to do about her and Roman? Naomi said.

He hadn’t thought about that. He’d been so busy with Drew and this and trying not to think about Roman that he totally forgot that they would all be together soon.

I don’t know. I haven't thought about it. He shifted his stance, putting his hands in his hoodie pocket.

Well, you should. We’re all going to be there, and they both have matches. You're going to want to be there for both.

I know he just looked briefly at the floor before bringing his gaze back to her. You know how it is.

I know Jey, but he’s going to want you there, and so is she, and you don’t get to choose in this race.

Yeah, but why should he meet her if he doesn’t even give a fuck about her?

Jey, he does. He just already—she caught herself before finishing her sentence.

He gave her a weird look. He already what?

Nothing just-

No, he cut her off. What were you going to say, Uce? He already what!? He said, taking a step forward.

Already what!?

He already knows! She said him just a few steps from her. He already knew about you and Rhea before you told him.

He was confused in shock at what she just said.

They just looked at each other; the sound of Jimmy yelling broke him out of thought.

He took a step back, looking over at them.

What’s going on, uce? Jimmy said, walking into the room, setting the bucket on the kitchenette

You knew? He said, walking towards him You knew he fucking knew!?

Knew what uce? I don’t even know what the hell you are talking about. He looked towards Naomi for an answer to what the hell was going on.

I told him what you told me she said before looking away from him.

He looked back at him. Uce-

Did you know that he knew about us?

Yeah, I did, but only just found out.

I see you every goddamn week; you could have mentioned it!

It wasn’t going to change shit.

He scoffed. You should have told me, Uce.

Yeah, I should have, but it wouldn’t change what happened.

You don’t know that!

Jimmy tried to put a hand on his shoulder, but he shook it off, taking a step back.

Jey, if you knew he knew, what would you have done?

He shrugged his shoulders. I don’t know.

Because it wouldn’t have changed what happened, he still would have done what he did whether you knew or not.

He ran a hand through his hair, calming down a little. When did you find out?

The same day you told him, I overheard him talking to Paul on the phone about it.

He scoffed, Why would he act like that if he already knew? The way Roman’s mind worked will forever be a mystery to him.

He moved to sit down in the chair behind him, running a hand over his face.

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Rhea was sitting down on the couch hanging out in her locker room watching the Damian match with the War Raiders vs. the Judgment Day. She had a good laugh at their new entrance.

Before the door swung open Jey walking in without a shirt on, her eyes immediately started following his tattoo up his body; she snapped out of it when she found the frustrated look that was on his face.

You okay? She said, letting her foot hit the ground as she moved to look at him.

He didn’t respond, just let out a deep breath as he white-knuckled the edges of the table in front of him, letting his head hang.

She put the TV on mute before standing up to put a hand on his back, beginning to rub it; his skin was hot. He let out a stuttering breath.

After everything that happened last night, he’s been quiet. He told her he didn’t want to talk about it, but she saw all his thoughts running through his mind last night. She saw what Jimmy was talking about: heavy is the head that wears the crown.

Are you hurt, baby? She said, gently tilting her head to the side to get a better look at his face, She had seen him in the beginning of the show get jumped by Drew.

No, I’m good. I’m just—he sighed. I'm just done with Drew, he said flatly.

Okay, what are you going to do?

I’m going to beat his dumbass next week.

Okay, good. That’s good love. It means you're almost done.

Yeah, but he ran a hand over his face. I have never been able to beat Drew one-on-one. Why would I be able to now?

She could hear the lack of confidence in his voice; she turned him to look at her.

His eyes were low and glossy. His face looked tired; the bags under his eyes seemed to grow overnight.

You're going to win. That may not be the end of it, but you're going to beat him. Her hand rested against his face. You're going to win.

She reached her hand into his hair; he fell into it, the tension in his shoulders falling.

I think what you're feeling isn't about Drew baby? I think it’s about last night.

The tension returned to his body, his eyes going to the ground.

Your hurting love I can see it. Roman hurt you. What Jimmy told you hurt you.

Rhea-

You don’t have to talk to me about it if you don’t want to, but all of this is hurting you, baby; you need to talk to him.

He let out a heavy sigh, his gaze flicking to her then back to the ground, the corner of his lip twitching. What if I don’t want to?

I know you don’t, but you need to, my love.

He grabbed her other hand, standing straight up to look her in her eyes. Rhea Can we talk about this later when we get back to our hotel?

Yeah, of course I told Damian I would find him after his match, but after that we can go

Alright, I’m going to go get my stuff. See you in a bit.

He placed a kiss on her forehead before walking away, closing the door behind him.

She turned around, grabbing the remote off the couch, unmuting the TV, and catching Damian pin Dom to get the win.

Jey was sitting in the driver's seat waiting for Rhea; she texted him to meet her outside.

But when he got out there, she wasn’t there. He figured she was still talking with Damian.

Leaving him alone in his thoughts He kept thinking about what Rhea said, how he needed to talk to Roman.

It’s not that he didn’t want to; he wanted to fix it. There was something inside him telling him to just fix it, that it would all be better if he fixed it.

It was the same thing he felt when Jim and Roman got into it: the need to fix everything.

He wanted to talk to him; he wanted him to meet her as his girl and not as Mami.

But there was a sinking feeling in his gut, a feeling of fear; he was scared of the what-ifs.

He heard the door open. Rhea stood in the doorway saying goodbye to Damian before sitting down. Sorry, baby, you ready?

Yeah, yeah, let’s go.

He rolled his suitcase against the wall before lying down on the bed; his body ached from the beating he took from Drew.

She lay down next to him, laying her head on the pillows. He crawled up her body, laying his head down on her chest.

She wrapped her arm around him, scratching his back through his shirt.

Will you be there?

What baby?

Will you be there when I talk to him? He lifted his head up some to meet her

Of course, my love, if you want me there, I’ll be there.

Okay, thank you.

Is there a reason you want me there, love?

I just need you, baby.

Ok, I’ll be there.

He laid his head back down on her, feeling her soft skin under him. The words rushing through his mind slowed as her warmth became his;

The sounds of her heart beating replaced his thoughts. everything just melted away except his feeling of fear in his gut

Rhea

Yes, she let her hand fall on the small of his back.

I think I’m scared.

Of what? Losing to Drew?

Of losing you, as the words left his mouth, he felt a lump in his throat replacing them.

What? You're not going to lose me, baby. I’m here.

Rhea I never thought I would lose Jimmy, but I did, and it was the worst thing I ever felt, and fighting him hurt even more. I can’t lose you.

You're not going to lose me, ok? She put both of her hands on his cheeks. I love you.

Jimmy loved me too, and then he took the biggest thing I ever did away from me. Roman hurt me in ways I couldn’t imagine before.

But when I think about losing you, it hurts the most. Rhea, what if, what if

The lump in his throat was hot as a couple of tears fell down his face.

You’re not going to lose me, ok? I promise

You promise? His voice was quiet and broken.

She wiped his tears away, looking him dead in the eyes. I promise you I’m never going to leave.

He nodded his head as she wiped more tears from his face. I love you. I’m here. I got you.

He laid his head back down, slipping his hands under her. She wrapped her hands around him, kissing the top of his head.

I love you too, he said against her chest, his voice still shaky, his hot tears falling on her skin.

She held him close to her, feeling him start to calm down.

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The way I tried to get this out before 11 but my spell check kept fucking up 🖤

[nanamincreampie]

Cozy Lawyer Shenanigans

Hiromi Higuruma x Black plus size reader

Hiromi’s office was everything you expected it to be neat, professional, and meticulously organized. The shelves were lined with books, their spines straight as soldiers, and his desk was spotless except for a few neatly stacked case files and his favorite black fountain pen. The man’s dedication to order and precision was admirable, but you had made it your personal mission to inject a little chaos into his life.

“Guess who brought you lunch!” you sing-songed as you breezed through the door, balancing a takeout bag in one hand and your favorite water bottle in the other.

Hiromi didn’t look up immediately, his sharp eyes scanning the legal brief in front of him. His dark suit was perfectly tailored, hugging his tall, lean frame in a way that made you swoon every time. You’d teased him once that he probably ironed his socks. His deadpan response? “Of course. Wrinkles are distracting.”

He finally glanced up, his gaze softening just a fraction when it landed on you. “You didn’t have to come all the way here.”

“Didn’t have to,” you said with a cheeky grin, setting the bag on his desk. “But I wanted to. Plus, I know you’d survive on black coffee and stress if I didn’t show up.”

His lips quirked ever so slightly, the closest thing to a smile you’d get while he was in work mode. “You exaggerate.”

“Do I?” you shot back, settling into the chair across from him. You leaned forward, resting your elbows on the desk as your wide smile brightened the otherwise stoic room. “So, Counselor, what’s the case today? Fraud? Embezzlement? Someone jaywalking and trying to argue it’s unconstitutional?”

Hiromi’s gaze flickered with amusement as he pulled the bag toward him. “You watch too much TV.”

“I call it research,” you said, leaning back in your chair. “Oh! Speaking of TV—‘DUN-DUN!’” You mimicked the iconic sound effect from Law and Order with exaggerated drama. “Ever use that in court? Be honest.”

His expression remained neutral, but you caught the faintest shake of his head. “No.”

“Boring,” you teased, though your grin made it clear you didn’t mean it. “Guess that’s why I’m here—to keep things interesting.”

Hiromi unwrapped the sandwich you’d brought him, his movements methodical as always. “You certainly have a talent for that,” he murmured, though there was no malice in his tone.

You beamed. “Thank you! I do try.”

As he ate, you grabbed one of his pens a sleek black fountain pen that looked far too expensive, and began doodling on the corner of one of his case notes. Your braids, styled into a loose half-up, half-down look, swayed as you leaned forward, and your full, soft frame shifted in your chair as you got comfortable. You weren’t trying to distract him (well, not entirely), but the faint “tsk” he let out told you you’d succeeded anyway.

“What are you doing?” he asked, his voice calm but laced with curiosity.

“Improving your notes,” you said nonchalantly, drawing a series of little hearts along the margins of the page. “See? Now they’re less boring.”

Hiromi’s gaze dropped to the paper, his brows furrowing slightly. You expected him to scold you or, at the very least, gently remind you that legal documents weren’t your personal sketchpad. But instead, he placed his hand over yours, his fingers warm and steady as they stilled the pen.

You froze, your heart skipping a beat at the unexpected gesture. His hand lingered for a moment, and when you looked up, you caught the faintest hint of a smile on his lips.

“Leave the case notes alone,” he said quietly, his tone more amused than stern. “But thank you for lunch.”

You grinned, feeling victorious. “You’re welcome, Counselor.”

As he returned to work, you stayed where you were, watching him with unabashed admiration. Hiromi was quiet and reserved, but you knew that underneath his serious exterior was a man who appreciated every moment you shared even if he’d never admit it out loud.

And as you doodled tiny stars on your napkin instead, you couldn’t help but think how lucky you were to be the one to bring a little light into his carefully ordered world.

[1driedpersimmon]

Do you have any advice for people who might want to get into making comics like yours? I'm always pleasantly surprised by how fast you pump them out and even have other little projects/doodles on the side. How do you keep the quality consistent?

(sorry if this sounds a lil cold (?) i rlly love your peppercakes they r so skrunkly)

First off - Thank you !! I'm honored you like my lil guys and comics hehe! (and no worries on the tone !! I didn't think it sounded cold at all!)

Alright secondly lets see...

Short answer: You really just gotta start and keep going!! Once you start you get the momentum and it gets much easier (like riding a bike, which people like to use as comparison often).

Long answer:

Alright I thought about how to answer for this for a bit and I think I'll break it down to the main aspects.

So timing ! Basically I'm drawing 24/7 (and I'm currently not working as it's an off time for me, but I shall in a week and you will see that my posting frequency will decrease substantially). Ok maybe not 24/7 but I essentially am drawing from the moment I wake up to when I sleep (minus eating, restroom, working out, some errands) and while I do not say this is the key to being better, I'm just realistically displaying how much time I'm spending on drawing. (... one of my new years resolution is to not in fact do that and go out more because I feel like I'm being cooped up in my room a lot haha). But minus the amount of time I spend itself a lot of it has to do with the importance I take in speed drawing. And when I say that I mean quite literally how fast I can draw. AND I think a large part of where that speed comes from is how I like to generalize designs and just my overall process of drawing. (Which, I will not go over now but if you'd like I could make a separate post on how I go about doing my usual sketch, lines, colors, etc) Like, I love ff and all of it's crazy designs but it's so complicated I simplify everything till it's juussstt recognizable, and that's something I feel like really adds to the speed of things.

Also that's sweet of you to say for the quality haha (I always am thinking stuff like ah man this aint it... not my finest work, and then just post anyways cuz who cares I already made it heh)! That being said my quality wasn't alwaysss consistent! Here's an example of my very first "comic" I made for my characters:

And here's the same 4 panels I redrew just about 2 years later:

So I've been basically drawing comics for this for just about 2 years now (will be 2 years officially in a few months) and I most certainly did not get here in one night. I think, as I've mentioned, it's really important to keep up with the comic making (or drawing in general) so that, yes, you can get better, but the way you get better is that it becomes familiar to you. So you can approach concepts and ideas with a more experience. And I think a large part of what holds alot of people back is the idea that "ah I can't do this idea I'm not good enough." So what !! Still do it, I most certainly did it a couple years ago when I barely scribbled my ideas. And then you can totally go back and redraw it ! no "Rule" saying you can't go back and revisit your ideas, like hell even professional artists go back and republish their works with their improved art styles ! (ex. Tokyo Ghoul... even though I don't care for the story, it's still pretty cool! I think he even added more scenes? Anyways..). I think there was that one post going around where it was something like do it scared and that's really REALLY what you gotta do.

And that leads to my final point. You gotta love doing it. I like to make comics because I LOVE my characters, their story, and actually the act of putting it all together into a story, drawn comic, visuals, etc. And, I found my method of loving them. For me, what held me back was the "structure" of comics. I mean you can p much see that the way I like to do things is def not the "traditional" manga/western comic book style right? I won't go as far to say that I "made up this way" of comic making where it's one panel at a time but it certainly worked for me. (I have no idea how many comic wips I have collecting dust in my folders from my earilier days of making this comic where I just gave up 20% of the way in because I really could not vibe with the formatting, but then I figured out I really like to "thumbnail" comics (a result of when I was studying storyboards alot imo) and I went on from there).

This is where I feel like alot of people get stuck too. Where they really do like their ideas, their character, their stories and such, but as soon as they try and go through the process of creating in a certain way... the wind is just instantly taken out of their sails. And while I do believe sometimes you just gotta push through and do it anyways, sometimes that's not the right method to go about it. So instead of brute forcing a method of creation and eventually forming a bad relationship with the process, find a method that works for you. And maybe it doesn't look all that great or good compared to others, but that comes in time and as long as you like doing it, that's what really matters at the end of the day.

Tl;dr: be a lil freak, and lil weird about what you do (this applies to everything, not only art :3)

Alright so I think that's all the points? idk if you still want to ask me stuff, feel free to anytime :) Always happy to share my thoughts!

[theninjamouse]

Alexa, play Run by Awolnation

Saw a meme. Wanted to do a Shorby version

[hinamie]

shows up a day early with a nobara birthday tribute

[xxplastic-cubexx]

apocalypse doodlings aka We Couldve Had Grey Hair Erik And Charles Is There Too I Guess

[kenchann]

hmhmhm i want to see hermes with his full on overworld sprite again,,, maybe on olympus? 👀👀👀

oh dear i forgot melis moon thing asdfhjkll ill fix that later...

[dawnthefluffyduck]

Sunday doodles, design is ER!ralsei from @lynxgriffin 's Eldritchrune AU (hope the tag is okay!)

[bacchuschucklefuck]

species medley ft. gorgug and riz

[pepperpixel]

Initial drawings of that old man… I literally, I haven’t finished reading the book of bill yet!!! I had to stop and take a break for a week to feverishly draw fanart of myself petting fords floofy hair and giving him attention and shit…!!!! The urge was too great….!! I’ve literally. I had a crush on this guy the instant he was first REVEALED in the show, but I did not have the artistic prowess to draw good looking old men back then… but I do now… thank god… thank fucking god

[sysig]

Blood sugar levels (Patreon)

[jaggybot3000]

the ruler electric

(text in alt, my handwriting is shit)

[puppppppppy]

Design notes (+ a little Portal clownery)

[todayisafridaynight]