#but I wanna draw more again so it's a little challenge for myself :)

[ptergwen]

can you do a fic where one of the peters (garfield or holland) is making out with the reader and starts to kiss and bite her neck and the little sounds she makes drives him insane

three strikes

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w/c: 655

warnings: making out, suggestiveness

a/n: i went with tasm!peter hehe, def a fluffier approach to it but so so adorable & i hope you enjoy! keep the reqs coming y'all <3

winter in the city is magical. everything in the park is covered in a light dusting of snow, all the stone pathways and the trees, couples hand in hand and kids playing. then, there's peter. he's looking up at the sky with his tongue stuck out. he's so focused on trying to catch snowflakes that he doesn't notice you digging your hands into the snow, collecting a handful.

something hits peter's chest; a snowball. he looks across the way, where you're smiling mischievously. he brushes the snow off his jacket, chuckling. you're already making another snowball.

"i dunno, babe. i wouldn't do that if i were you."

despite peter's warning, you aim your arm to throw.

"you're playing with fire, you know that?"

"no, i’m playing with snow."

"oh, that's cute. really cute."

you promptly hit peter with the snowball. he raises a challenging eyebrow, and you know you're in for it. you start to run away, giggling, peter chasing after you. he's quick to catch up. he grabs your waist and pins you against a streetlight, breathing out smoke into the cold air through laughter.

"you wanna try that again?"

peter's gaze darts between your eyes and lips. you bite back a grin.

"kind of."

"what a shame. it'd be strike three."

"what happens after strike three?"

"you wouldn't get this."

peter leans in and kisses you. you loop your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. he hums in content, hands squeezing your waist and lips trailing over to your cheek. he pecks both your cheeks, your nose, just above your lips, peppering kisses all over your face until you're giggling and trying to push him away.

"no, no, no, stop! that tickles!"

peter kisses down your chin and back up, across your forehead, over to your temple. you grin despite yourself, tugging at his locks that are damp with snow.

"i’m serious, pete! stop it!"

"no can do, babe. can't help myself, you're just too damn cute."

peter pecks your cheek a few times, earning a noise of protest.

"so cute i could eat you up."

"nuh uh."

you pull the zipper of your jacket all the way up so it's covering the lower half of your face.

"yeah huh."

peter leaves big, lingering kisses on your forehead, each one punctuated with a mwah. when you realize he's not going to let up, you finally concede. you uncover your face and capture his lips with yours, the only way to make him stop. your nose nudges his, head tilting to look at him.

"are you done?"

"not even close."

peter kisses you again. you kiss him back, smiling into it. he moves your jacket out of the way and continues his kiss attack, this time on your neck. you let him have his fun, enjoying the feeling of his lips on your skin. you squeal when he finds one particular spot and nips at it.

"pete! what're you doing?"

"i told you, eating you up."

he playfully bites at your neck between a series of kisses, arms locked around your waist, drawing the most adorable sounds out of you that he can't get enough of. you thread your fingers through his hair.

"don't forget we're in public, mister."

your tone doesn't match your words, unconvincing, and you're resting your head on the lamp pole so peter has more access. he smirks.

"i know, they're just love bites."

he starts to suck at your neck. the pressure is light, but enough to leave a hickey. you play with his fluffy hair, letting out a noise between a sigh and a moan. you feel the vibrations from peter laughing. you feel something poking at your thigh, too.

"and you're telling me we're in public? whew, i think we'd better get you home."

"you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

peter answers by holding you in place and kissing down your neck, making you breathless from laughter.

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[justawrites]

Y'know what. I have about 10 more days before school starts again, so...

I wanna see people's Cult of the Lamb OCs. Not necessarily your Lambs and Narinders and Bishops and Goats and Yellow Cats (though I'd love to see them too <3) but like, completely-original OCs. Whether it's game sprites or drawings or just a little ramble about them, I wanna see and hear about them, and I'd love to be able to doodle and/or draw them. A little challenge for myself, but also a chance to let everyone spotlight their OCs a bit.

So, if you have OCs, here's your free space to talk about them- I'd love to hear all about them.

[drawthemoon101]

MXTXtober day 31 with Wei Wuxian’s Birthday/Day of the Dead! Happy birthday to our beautiful undead cultivator as creepy little skeleton🥳 Happy Halloween!!

Last day of MXTXtober😭😭 This has been so much fun to be a part of, from challenging myself to draw practically each day, to filling in the prompts and meeting more people in the community and seeing everyones work has all been amazing and I absolutely adored all of it! Thank you all for the kind comments and support, it really encouraged me to push through doing it all, and thank you to @jamiedraws__ for hosting this wonderful event!! Absolutely brilliant!!

I hope to see the people I met this year around a lot still as it’s wonderful to see everyones work inside and outside of the MXTX fandom! I also very much wanna join next years as well if I have time, so see you next year too!! Thank you all again and have a brilliant Halloween, or whatever you celebrate for the dead!💛☠️💗

[homelanderbutbig]

You are a tremendously talented artist, writer and shitposter. I have alerts for you turned on so I can see your magnificence as soon as you post. You’re seriously one of my favourite blogs and an integral part of this side of The Boys’ fandom. I’m grateful that I get to exist at the same time as. Never forget that you bring immense joy to all those around you, that your presence is a blessing, that you matter so much to so many people. You are very loved by myself and others, we will always be here for you ❤️

- Fridge Anon

I'll keep this under the cut for people who don't wanna get blasted with a wall of text, lol. Using this as an excuse for a life update.

I'm a very private person, I don't like to talk about myself and my issues on here. I've mentioned a few times in the past about my unsolved medical problems. It started out in 2023 with eye blurriness, then slowly evolved to include headaches, neck and shoulder pain, and light sensitivity. It's 24/7, I wake up and go to bed feeling the same.

I've had countless scans, tests, needling, injections, and pain/migraine meds. Nobody knows what's wrong with me, nothing has helped to alleviate my symptoms, and it's just been getting worse month after month. Every time I try to get my hopes up with a new practitioner, telling me they can 100% help me no problem, it all just comes crashing back down because it doesn't work. It's almost been two years of this now, no diagnosis, no recovery plan. Neurology wait times are 1 1/2 to 2 years, if I'm lucky.

As the months have gone by it's been getting increasingly harder for me to keep up with the hobbies that make me happy, especially with this blog. Writing fics is a struggle because it's difficult to make out the words I'm typing, everything is an unfocused blur. Drawing is more challenging because of my shoulder pain correlating to my drawing arm. While my head and neck are more of a sharp, stabbing pain, my shoulder is different. It's essentially as if someone has their hand digging into the muscle and is clenching with all their might, never letting go. It's just a hard rock that gets aggravated if you even touch it. I'd been managing for the most part to draw regularly, but since about January I've noticed my hand and fingers go numb the longer I try to draw. It's becoming increasingly limiting.

Basically, as time has gone on I've been just completely exhausted. There are so many things I want to do that I just can't do anymore. This depression has just been building more and more each passing month, like my life is just pointless. I've been feeling like I'm letting everyone down by not producing the same level of work that I could before, that I was proud of. I feel little joy in what used to be fun.

But I don't wanna be too much of a downer. While I'm still really unsure about my future, I want to at least keep this blog going because it really does make me smile despite all my personal bullshit. I might not be able to draw/write as frequently as I have in the past year, so please forgive me in that regard. This is a long road that I'm stuck on and I don't know when it will ever end. All I can do is navigate it the best I can.

And for anyone who's sent me an ask over the last month, I apologize if you're thinking I've been ignoring you! I like to take my time answering people who are kind enough to send me thoughts, and I've just been a bit swamped with life so my inbox has been on the backburner. Please be rest assured, if you've sent me something I will eventually respond. ❤️

I wish to bestow a sad lil' gremlin Homelander onto you, Fridge Anon. Please hold him close to your heart, print him out, stick him on the fridge and give him a kiss every morning for good luck.

Thank you again, to anyone reading this. You all have been pretty much the sole light in my life, and I wish you all know I would be nothing without your kindness. I hope you can forgive me venting this much, lol. 🫂🫂🫂

[winterpower98]

I'm exited to see your new Cursed AU stuff!

But also, take all the time you need and want to creat it! We can wait, and I would hate for you to burn yourself out!

I hope you find time to relax a bit during the rest of the month/in the new year ^^

(I was playing with the thought of comissioning you again, but I don���t have the character reference finished xD I was thinking it about damn time that I get it done! But now that I read how stressed you are, I'm kind of glad that I've been prograstinating. I would have felt horrible for potentially pilling more stress onto you...

Oh, but don't get me wrong! I'm still going to comission you! I just wont rush it, in hopes that you are less stressed once I actually finish that character reference xD)

Also, COMPLETELY off topic:

Do you ever plan on actually watching My Little Pony? Or will you just continue making redesigns without watching it? XD

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I have been trying my best to rest and relax, it's just so frustrating when you want to draw but don't have the time or energy to do it.

I just wanna go back to make things for my AUs but everything is being mean to me X0

And I don't know, honestly. I was watching it before one of my friends had to leave the country. But I don't think the show is that appealing for me to just watch it for myself. Plus, I think doing redesigns without knowing anything about the characters has a bit of a challenge to it.

[nathandrakeisabottom]

Headcannons about them with an anxious SO? Love your stuff x

Thank you, friend! Now, in full canonical honesty, I don’t believe that either Nathan or Sam would be particularly good at dealing with their deeper anxiety, let alone someone else’s, let alone someone else’s who they loved dearly and would only be afraid to make it worse (that many crumbling bridges and a guy’s gotta if consider his only superpower is the ability to destroy everything he touches) for most of their young lives. 

However, I do believe that post-UC4 (perhaps a little earlier for Nathan), and a good dose of necessary therapy (paid for in pirate coins, of course)--- they’d be more than willing to finally take on the challenge. 

For themselves, and for the person they love more than anything.

Drakes with an Anxious S/O Headcanons

Nathan:

In his younger days, the prince of the awkward smile and half-hearted clap on the back. A pulley doll whose only catchphrases were “Man, that’s hard”, “Yeah. Yeesh.”, and “Soooo, I guess this would be a bad time for a joke, huh?”. Scurries to the bathroom as soon as they’re not in tears anymore, and stays there for as long as it takes to stop hearing the residual sobs.

However, his late 30s and 40s bring him a much healthier perspective (and therapy— Jesus, finally) and being the smarty pants he is, he passes on no opportunity to put his new skills and knowledge to use.

That playfulness and desire to find the lightness in even the hardest situations never leaves him at any age, though.

A panic attack? “‘Is something… wrong with you’? You realize you’re talking to the guy who accidentally destroys ancient temples for a living, as an archaeologist? And I still consider myself a not so bad guy. So in my eyes, you’re basically a lesser known Mesopotamian god.”

Got a bad grade? “A D in Psychometrics? I don’t know, sounds like they don’t know anything about math if they’re using a letter to grade you. Maybe they should go get their teaching certificates checked. Hey, how ‘bout I just draw you a PhD myself? You know I have an eye for art.” 

Dealing with shitty parents? Landlord? Roommates? Exes who won’t leave you the fuck alone? “What? That buffoon? Guy who can’t even spell their own name right? That asshole isn’t worth a thought of a thought of a thought in your head. Pretty sure they haven’t had a thought in their own head since 1996.”

As soon as the first wide-toothed smile is won, he’s leaning into his partner with a secretive smirk: “Ya wanna get the hell out of here?” 

Because distractions always helped him before. 

Will act especially gentlemanly, and theatrically play it up, while taking their partner for a frozen yogurt, antique shop, Target trip, public park, laser tag (yes, really) decompress. Bows when he opens the car door for them. Pays for everything. Calls them ‘your majesty’ for the entirety of the excursion.

All he wants is to get them to smile. And he’s not stopping until he sees it. 

When the night creeps in and his S/O starts to lose steam, Nathan’s own worry grows more obvious, though he tries his best to keep it to himself. 

Watches them with wide eyes. Gives them space, but still asks every few minutes if they need a cup of water. No? Tea? Arnold Palmer? Popsicle? Massage? Hot Pocket? Sexy pillow fight? However many it takes to make his partner laugh again. But he fully means every offer he gives.

Says nothing as he helps them undress and into their PJs. Touches are tender and intimate, gently rubs their shoulders and neck. Never too hard, never too direct. Plays the friendly ghost and lets their partner take the lead, but never, ever just sits around to watch.

Makes them a beverage of some sort, even if they say no. Hot lemonade with honey is his personal homecure. Says yellow is a happy color, so it must be good for you.

And right before they turn the lights out, Nate timidly offers— with a shy, trying chuckle— if they want him to read them a bedtime story. 

Somehow shocked every time they say yes. Mumbles something self-derogatory about himself (“Ya know, not the best actor, but—” “Personally I think I have the voice of a dying goose, but—”) before sitting on the nearest surface and cracking open a book.

If he’s still feeling a little awkward, will uneasily ask if they wanna hear what he’s been reading lately, and will do so if asked— but really wants to read the pirate storybooks his mother read to him and Sam when they were kids.

It always made him feel better when the world felt too big, too scary, too cruel. 

So he wants to share it with the person he loves. 

He wants to share everything with the person he loves.

And without even asking, goes to the medicine cabinet and brings them a tablet of whatever they need when the anxiety gets especially bad, and says “I know, it’s scary. But we’ve been through scary before, right?” with a kiss on the cheek as they swallow it down with a sip of lemonade.

Lingers, eyes down, and vaguely nods to nobody as he stands and walks to the door.

“Want me… uh, want me to keep reading to you?” But he offers before he can even get past the door frame. 

“Do you want me to want you to keep reading to me?” 

And the last thing he wants to see is his love, alone. The idea of them crying beneath the covers because they were too afraid to burden him with it, too afraid to be seen. Everything he felt he had to do when he was 6 and his mother “passed”, age 9, 10, 11, 12 after a black eye, the words that his brain told him wrong: spoken aloud by the playground bullies he feared he’d never be stronger than. 

But he knew they were wrong. The bullies were wrong. The ones in his brain. The ones in theirs.

“Yes.” He replies without missing a beat. 

And he makes sure to hold their hand in his free one until the second they fall asleep… and a few hours after, just to be safe.

The next morning they fucking better expect breakfast in bed— and he maybe, just maybe, might even be willing to spring for McDonald’s, if that’s what they want. As long as they promise to eat actual fruit after. And hell, maybe even a vegetable or two when he makes dinner that night. Did you know that eating right and exercise are actually primary solutions to poor mental health—? That’s what Dr. Dorian said— No, potatoes don’t count as a vegetable— no, especially not if it’s fried— NO, FRENCH FRIES DON’T COUNT, BABY—

Sam:

Sam takes a bit longer to warm up to discussing anxiety than Nathan does, mostly due to struggling so deeply with it on his own. It’s not like prisoners (or Shoreline guards) made the most comforting companions. 

The better he could keep secrets, the less he could reveal, the safer he’d be.

So it makes sense that it’s both his greatest strength and weakness when it comes to emotionally turbulent times. 

In his younger, more avoidant years, he’d be the first to leave the room, leave the building, hell, sometimes even leave the city after a particularly heavy cry or confrontation with his then-partner. Only to come back the next morning and act like nothing ever happened. 

But now, he doesn’t run. After prison, after Rafe, after Madagascar, all he wants is to be allowed to stay. To be wanted to stay by someone who loves him. 

Is happiest to just sit with you in the silence. His biggest skill is his ability to weather the storm. And whether you need to scream bloody murder, or need to sit and decompress and just fucking feel, but can’t do it alone, Sam’s there. Listening. 

Once you’re done talking, he takes one last, long drag of his cigarette, stubs it out onto the pavement, and asks simply: “So do you want solutions… or something else, sweet’art?” 

You can see in his eyes— darting less than solid, certain against your own— that he really means it, in every way that he was too afraid to when he was younger.

The wonderful and terrifying thing about having anxiety while Sam is there is that it’s a vulnerable experience for the both of you. He’s learning, discovering, trying right along with you. And he may not be able to lift you up so easily, but he’ll be able to sink into the dark places with you, and not be afraid to see what’s down there. 

And maybe seeing someone he loves so deeply, sees as so beautiful, so smart, so kind, so wonderful, so absolutely perfect to him feel the same ways he does about himself… maybe it makes him think that he’s not as terrible as his brain tells him, either. 

Helps you take action by letting himself (finally) not be the smart one: “When ya… get like this, what do you usually do first, sweet’art? Paint me a pit’chure.” Gives you complete control, and smiles softly when you wipe your tears and the logical, the archaeological mind awakens. Mimics unraveling an ancient map when you begin to explain, and you inadvertently hiccup out a laugh. 

At times, it’ll feel like he’s trying to run again, but when he stands up and walks across the room— he always returns. This time with your favorite of his jackets, the denim one that smells like him even though he just cleaned it, and drapes it protectively over your shoulders. Clasps his palm at the back of your neck and rubs out the knot he always finds there. Smiles toothy and wide when your words are broken up by sighs of relief. Only to be filled once again with silence, gazes meeting sweet and safe. 

“Remember Indonesia?” He offers with a smirk, despite your furrowed brow.

“I guess? What about—?” 

“I read the runes’ instructions and ran us in circles all around Bali, only to reread the transcript and realized I got three letters completely wrong. J—V—A. Java. It was goddamn Java the entire time.” 

“Your point being?” 

He smiles and shrugs. Trying. Maybe he’s wrong, a foreigner in some ancient, uncertain land, but he tries.

“Sometimes our brains are just wrong.” He tries for you. “That’s all.”

You sniffle, and he leans in to press a prickly kiss to your cheek. His jacket is still warm from the dryer, wafting with the residual sting of cigarette, Old Spice Captain, cheap mouthwash, even cheaper aftershave, and something else completely unnameable. 

And maybe some others would think the scent appalling, but it’s the strangeness, the specificity, and yes, the stank— everything that makes Sam him— that makes you love it. Love him. The depth. The difference. 

The pain, and what he chose to do with it. 

Another kiss, this time down your neck. This time, the sigh of relief is his own.

What he chose to change it into. 

“So… any chance sex therapy might be a thing?” He asks grinningly.

“Why don’t we find out, ‘sweet’art’?”

[clutchpowers]

2024 coming to an end means that my personal 10th anniversary is also coming to a close... sad! i didn't draw as much (or at all) as i wanted but one thing i did wanna post was this! the 100 faces of a character challenge!!!!! though i guess its more of an art progression thing. from my very first fan art to the most recent its been a journey that makes me feel things....... and if you care to read a ramble thats under the read more but TLDR waah waaah *water shoots out of my eyes* i love this game so much and ty to everyones whos stuck around!!!!!!!! :'^)

man. idk i know i kinda went on a similar rant last year during the games 10th so hopefully this wont be too long but if you told me that 10 years ago i would have become OBSESSED with this stupid ass game id probably believe it. man tlm just came out and it was my THING i was getting back into clutch powers too so. i always like to joke that one way or another i would have been dragged into the hell that this game took me down into. but something about this year being my personal 10th!!! idk!!!! i had time to reflect on my entire journey that lead me here. all the stupid AUs and fanfics and shit i dont post/talk about and keep to myself vs the things i do end up putting out there. i dont joke when i say im obsessed they really did infect my every thought, action, being, personality, ALL OF IT. which is why it makes me sad that i could do everything i wanted for reasons both in and out of my control. and it sucks cus i love this game so much, i love THEM so much. i dont know where id be without them, they and the game makes me so happy in ways sometimes you wouldnt believe. i love that more has come out about the game and its slowly but surely broken apart, i love collecting my pieces of merchandise that i bet some people dont even know EXISTED, i love setting up my yearly displays with them, i love that i have a laptop strong enough that can run the game and i can play it again if i wanted to! even if all i ever draw is chase and natalia know that i truly do love EVERYTHING about this game. im always planing but never drawing. so many ideas in the backburner that id love to put out but i dont feel like im there yet to make it perfect. these pieces/ideas can and WILL come out tho, sadly not durring the year of my 10th but who knows what the freaking future holds.... and you know, i was rambling earlier when i was putting this together that i remembered everything about these drawings, where i was in life, what i was thinking/doing etc. etc. its this time capsule that special to me and my journey. from someone who hated all their art and would constantly delete it to someone who went digging for as much as i could so that someday in the future id have something to really look back on and see the passage of time (aw man) right in front of me. im super happy i did. so many memories of me being online and losing my damn mind, walking/talking in circles about the same thing, hoping and wishing something new would happen with them. some of my friends have seen the spiral since day ONE and i think thats funny. cus it really has been that long hasn't it.

anyway, thank you everyone! from people who followed me back when i was 1980-somethingspaceguy/my old DAs to this account, from the drawing that i made to celebrate the remaster being announced to the lead up of the 10th anniversary. from all the posts in between, and the 5th-10th anniversary posts. the redraws, the asks, the friends, the lurkers, the enjoyers. fans old and new of this game, whether you gave it a try because of me or you didn't. thanks for sticking around! heres to another 10 years! if Tt still wont do anything in the next 10 years then i'll still be here making Something.

as a little bonus, heres a piece from every* year! dont give up and keep drawing everyone!!!!!!! :'^)))))))

[simothys]

over a month ago, @ice-knife tagged me in a WIP wednesday.. and, well, its certainly not wednesday, but i do have wips!

so, ive technically had this WIP (of Vincent and Felix as Leyendecker's Couple Descending Staircase) for over a year now. buuut first my motivation for art died, then my laptop died, taking the initial file with it! so i figured id restart anyways cuz i didnt like how it had been going!

ive had this piece sitting at Almost Finished for a while now. im in the last bits of rendering (ive made more progress since this screenshot), which means that any progress doesn't look like much? im sure ill love it when im finally done w it tho!

been slowly but steadily working on how i wanna draw Soul-Steady Marrow :D im rlly fond of its design so far, ive mostly just gotta piece together some outfits now :)

IM SO HYPED FOR THIS ONE!!! rn im still toying around with the composition. a scarab will be resting on its finger here, but i was also thinking about maybe doing something additional in his shadow? but honestly i think ill leave it. it will be wearing jewelry and potentially some loose draping clothes, so hopefully thatll satisfy my need for the piece to be super complex! im so used to drawing in incredibly saturated colors, so im gonna try to challenge myself a little w this one :)

:D yayy!! im tagging @dumpstermaster @ice-knife (again) @emmrichvolkarnage @crowshuh @planet4546b @rat-puppie @battleaxeproficiency @jupiterplanetpower @drefwormwoods and anyone else who wants to!

[pixelatedraindrops]

Hello everyone!! Today I grow a year older :3 (and I hate it lmao) FEEL FREE TO REPLY BIRTHDAY WISHES IF YOU WANT :3

So, over the time I've come back here, I've become pretty confident and proud of my once hidden passion about sick characters, sickfics and sick comfort/whump... 🌡️

And you all have been so supportive and sweet despite my weirdness so I thank you for that. You helped me feel more confident in my otherwise weird fixation <3 So, for my birthday I thought I'd try and make up a little drawing challenge for anyone who wants to give it a try... There are soo many talented artists on this site (and in this fandom)

So... It's your turn to target your faves now. You will see how fun it is and hopefully understand why I love doing it so much. 😈🌡️

(plus it's my birthday and I require some sustenance LMAO JKJK)

But yeah anyone can join in. This is just for fun though! You don't have to if you don't want to! I think its okay to ask for some food on my birthday though...right?? X'D So if you wanna do sth for my birthday...then... 👉👈 💦

CHALLENGE BELOW~

DRAW YOUR FAVE ON A SICK DAY CHALLENGE🌡️😷🥵🤧

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(Mmmmkay, I am lying to myself when I say this isn't mostly aimed at the RainCode community... X'D Can't help myself. But anyone can join regardless of the fandom!!)

So here's the challenge and the rules!! (featuring my two main lil targets ofc :3)

Regardless of who it is, put your fave through some sickness hell >:3c I'd love to see it! Make em' as miserable as you want!

destroy them 😈 jkjk XD

If you're in the RainCode community you can target anyone, but as you know, my main targets are Yuma and Makoto. If they're also your faves and who you decide to use, that will make me extra happy!

Some tips for anyone new to drawing a sick day scenario art. A few things that make it look convincing are the following:

Pajamas or Loungewear

Messy Bed Hair

Fever flushed face w sweat or at least a red nose

Tired Eye bags

Shivery body

Ice Pack or a Compress on the head

Thermometer sticking from their mouth

LOTS OF BLANKETS

Tissues or medicine surrounding them

Tea or Soup (or both)

Those are just to name some from the top of my head. If you'd like some pointers on how to make a character look ill, check out my Fever Coloring Guide. This is for digital artists but traditional artists can try it too!

You can add injury or angst to the scene but I'd like illness to be the main focus of it.

The scene can be anything you want to, it can be fluffy and wholesome (with a caretaker) it can be angsty, or it can be silly. Its all up to you! Do it for the sake of fluff! Caretaking scenes are the best for any kind of relationship >w<

Either way, have fun with it!! I look forward to see what people make if they decide to give it a try! It doesn't even have to be a full on picture! Doodles and sketches are fine too! Just show me something >w<

(feel free to tag me and say happy b-day and mention my challenge, I am proud to be known for this and would love for many to participate :3) I wanna see you take a go at it :3 Show me your style! :D

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(wow look at me misspelling the word writing on text when I did it fine with my own hands lol)

Now, I know not everyone can draw...

Well never fear! I accept writing as well! ✍️✍️✍️

(hi vivia lol sorry for giving you a cold, at least you have an excuse to read and do nothing now haha x3)

Sickfics are one of the biggest things I live for! Any little drabbles or full fics with more than one chapter are welcome! Again target who you want any fandom you want, but I'll def be super happy if you make a RainCode fic. And even happier if you target my faves as well, but again, anything will do! Just make a cute story about your fave being miserable and being tended to! Trust me, it's super fun!

You can add injury or angst to the scene but I'd like illness to be the main focus of it.

Feel free to post your writing here and tag me or mention my AO3!

If you need a start to your fic, look on my blog for illness prompts! Maybe it can help give you a good start or give some inspiration! (thats why I share 'em :3)

I look forward to anything you try to write!

~

That's about all!! I hope you decide to participate! ✨

Good luck, have fun, and godspeed you future whumpers! 😈

(nah jk XD)

AGAIN THIS IS FOR FUN! NO PRESSURE IF YOU DON'T WANT TO!

[project-821]

DAY 2/821

DAY 2

(Again I'm not a writer and English is not my first language so I do apologies for any grammatical errors)

Someone followed and 2 people liked, my fear of being perceived almost made me delete this entire thing. But now I have to continue it, since I am now obligated to do this until the very end, I hate unfinished stories and I wouldn't want to end up as one. Since the audience even if it's just one person can't be left with a permanent cliffhanger.

The devil couldn't reach me so he decided to give me passion without talent. I love many things one of them being art, I love all forms of art but my favorites have always been literature, music, and visual art.

I do not have talent in any of these fields despite having the passion.  This project will be a ailment for this though as I've decided to challenge myself by learning some of these things particularly literature in the form of languages, as I have always loved the idea of being able to explore culture through it's native language. Although I know it is possible to do this to in English, I am aware a lot does get lost in translation. I've decided to focus on Chinese and French in the meantime and expand overtime. Another one would be visual arts, I made a study plan that would help me acquire the basics of drawing, currently I am still learning lines and basic shapes.

Update on my day

Today I woke up at around 1am and couldn't go back to sleep till my unusual waking hour of 3am and before you call me crazy I do get enough sleep, my bedtime is at 7-8 pm. I do this to torture myself cause I get that 3am motivation to change my life every time I wake up so it has significantly helped me stop procrastinating and be a little more productive. I just don't wanna do anything when the sun is up idk why... But since I woke up earlier than usual I just did some of my school work till around 9am, but I slept pretty late last night at around 11pm so I was still kinda tired so I took a nap till 1 pm.  But overall I don't think I got enough done today, but I did get started on learning Chinese, I decided on learning both Pinyin and Zhuyin cause why not. On another note I still haven't finished learning art like I ended off with just practicing line work, its been like 3 days since I last visited that.  those are some of the goals I planed on achieving. Overall I think my day went pretty basic nothing interesting really happened and at some point I just got lazy and watched YouTube.

Lore 

My depression at some point got so bad, I basically stopped taking care of myself like the longest I went without brushing my teeth was 4 months(I brushed them today though 😔). Oh and my room had black mold and a bunch on spiders.

Blog: https://821project.blogspot.com/2025/04/day-2821.html

[gethoce]

Hey, I know you're probably sick of hearing and talking about the tournament, but I just wanna say that it's nice to hear that I wasn't alone with those feelings of regret and isolation during the tournament. Like, on the one hand, it's nice to know and to meet new people, but it was just exhausting with that standard having been raised so high. Especially with a gag suddenly becoming the main focus, which isn't fair.

Unrelated to that, I genuinely hope this year goes better for you. It sucks that you're struggling, and I hope that you can get over the gloominess, or at the very least if that isn't possible, that you can adjust at your own pace. Your art is amazing, but please don't brute force it for the sake of others; your health, both mental and physical, should always come first. You don't have to answer this if you don't feel like answering it or sharing your thought. I just hope that you know you aren't alone in how you felt, and I hope you aren't alone in your feelings with how this year is turning out.

Regret and isolation really sums up the negative tournament experiences. On the one hand I wished I could have drawn more, faster, better, a fully rendered high quality comic for every interaction with excellent writing that is both thought provoking and easy to understand, sent asks to every participant that was looking for them that were insightful and showed that I was truly engaging with their characters, participated in all those little events they did on the server including the art challenges and roleplaying, participated in the Halloween collab, written and drawn an excellent intro for Valfrey that would have caught everyone's attention and continued to drop high quality lore posts in the same manner, drawn every character and interacted with them in a meaningful way and socialised with the other participants on a regular basis. On the other hand, even in the best case scenario, I couldn't have come close to doing all the things I wished I could have done. It's an impossible standard.

Especially I've thought through dozens of scenarios as to how I could have handled the poll botting incident better so it would have been a less stressful experience for both myself, George and Snappy. Alas, there is no way to change the past, but hope for a better future. I'm at the very least glad that sharing my experiences has made a few other people who went through similar things less alone!

So far I haven't received any good news regarding my irl situation and everyday I lose a little bit of hope, but I'm certain that over time things will improve again. In the meantime I've come to terms with it a little more and was able to draw a bit here and there which is a good sign! Definitely looking forward to getting back into the swing of things eventually. <3

[e-adlirez]

If you had to change all the the Thea Sisters' hairstyles such that they will appear in the ones you chose for the rest of the series, what styles would you change them to? (No this is totally not me trying to see more art from you even though I love it what are you talking about haha-)

I mean if you really wanted me to draw you could've just given me a request FHSFSFOSHPFS /lh /j

This is a very difficult challenge in more ways than one-- I mainly identify the girls through their hair, I'm not that good at fashion and hair design (doesn't help their current styles fit so well already character-wise -m-), and I do like their hairstyles as they are hahaha-- but just because it's hard for me doesn't mean I won't give it the old college try >:3

OKAY SO let's go through this in uhhhhh order of which I made them, why not :3

So with Nicky and most of the other girls, I went with two options, and with Nicky I went with these two: a pixie cut so that pesky hair is just too short to be a problem, or literally my hairstyle on the regular at home. Seriously, I took a picture of myself in the mirror to get a ref, and I have my hair done up like this right now haha. It's very practical, which is very Nicky! Nicky's whole fashion sense is defined by the notion of "if I can't have a morning run with this style then what's the point", so Colette would probably rip her a new one for keeping her hair up like that all the time of all ways she could have it up. Which Nicky would probably find a win in her book :3

Violet is pretty, she is grace, and she likes to slay in a subtle way <3 honestly I just looked at typical hairstyles in modern Chinese culture (ya'll don't understand it's a very particular aesthetic flavor), and I found some I felt were elegant, refined, and understated enough for Violet to consider. The one to the left is just a stereotypical hairstyle for a Chinese woman in her prime, very luscious locks, very well-groomed, my mom had something like it for a while and she slayed <3

The second one is a bit newer-- it's based on the iconic C-drama half-up-half-down topknot, and probably would be heaven for people with thick hair who don't wanna put it totally up. I dunno, I think it's a neat idea, but I just love her canon fringe cut too much </3

Paulina's was tricky to research, because not only did I like her simple braid, but also because Peruvian women just love their braids! If anything they loved them so much that Paulina's looked so bare bones in comparison-- colored threads, ribbons, little bobbles at the end-- so much color and decorations! I didn't go overboard with it since Paulina would still prioritize comfort and her shy ass not wanting too much attention (/aff), but y'know sometimes loving yourself is adding some colorful ribbons and cute knotted threads into your braids <:]

(Important thing to note here, these braids are more suited to being draped behind the back rather than on the shoulders-- it was tricky conveying that in a short amount of time haha)

Colette follows fashion, and apparently Parisian fashion says beautifully messy hair is the way to go (which explains why her early design went so ham with the waves and curls on her hair haha). She'd also follow the main trends so I wasn't exactly sure what to do. If anything I'd lean more to the one to the right because it's more prominent and hey, the fringe-ish cut is now open seeing I changed Violet's hairstyle to have hair parted to the side :3c

Fashionable, versatile, and

As for Pam, uhhhh

I didn't wanna shoot myself in the foot by drawing curls at 1AM, and I had to take into account the fact that she wouldn't really want afro-ish styles because I dunno how that'd be practical when she's consistently doing stuff like baking and mechanic work, sooooo I went with the (rather popular) idea of giving her cornrows or dreads! Dreads in this case because again, lazy and I am staying up a whole hour longer than I was intending (I have school in the morning), it is a popular headcanon for a reason! Pam just looks really good with this kind of style!

Hopefully that satisfies your question, and don't worry about seeing more art from me, that's gonna come very soon with the trickle of requests coming in :3 /lh

[cozymochi]

There's always time Cozy!!!

You're doing so well already, and your work and little posts mean a lot to us!! I know it doesn't always seem like it, but there are people who might consider hearing about your day or seeing your art as little drops of joy

So... maybe it's not a lot, but it means a lot to someone, somewhere

Lots of affection (/platonic) from this little anon

then hear about my week.

today i went out and instead of spending 55 bucks on meager groceries i spent 35 on meager groceries because the majority of what i got was “buy one get one free” — not much of a ratio and still expensive but 20 bucks less is 20 bucks less i suppose

but this came after i bought a humidifier only for it to show up like it sustained a freaking bullet wound either during or before shipping but nobody gave a shit. It’s muskrats America so maybe my humidifier DID get shot. it’s cheaper to just crack a window for some humidity in my room. Refund imminent.

two days ago i finished my last art trade from that follower raffle i did (i know i never posted the art i did receive- its not my style but i loved all of them, but tbf most of my recipients didn’t either so i suppose it balances out)

today i finished 75% of my emergency comms from days ago. there’s only one left. after that i’ll finally have a clear plate for the first time in months

i was sick most of the week with a cold (at least i think it was)

still doing the twst oc outfit art meme. tho im slowing down on purpose since im pretty confident that the only person who even likes the challenge is me. Pretty sure all the askers are only doing it out of pity anyhow since im not giving gen art. It’s not nearly as in demand as like…that old wardrobe art meme with all the fake cards and to think…

those are basically obsolete since ⚠️the game started room relaxation on jp and i realized how off base i truly was 👌👍 good thing i never finished. But i was tired of making thankless stuff anyway.

i cleared out my inbox yesterday cuz i knew i would never get back to anything (mainly ask memes i failed completing)

so now instead of 150+ unanswered messages its now a more humble 100 unanswered messages (mind half of that is just my own personal archived bs from like 2017)

Speaking of thankless, there was still drawing other peoples yuu requests in there from 2023. Pretty sure all those askers dont even like twst anymore and the majority of ones i did do never touched my work again. Always makes a homie remember that one is only useful to others so long as you can give them free stuff 👍

the only art that gives me joy is the stuff that i never post.

book 7 makes me frown now but not for the reasons people might automatically jump to but i already vowed never to voice mundane takes or reflections again because [redacted] [noun_error_notfound?] are [adjective_error_notfound(?)] if anyone says anything innocuous

I made tikka masala today.

world bad and i wanna get off of it

i stream drawing art in a discord server with one single other person in it and they are forced to listen to sonic game OSTs until they memorize the games they come from

art bad im never gonna be as good as the ones that sometimes manage to cross my purposely dead dashboard cuz i simply have no sense and have a “just making sure i dont fit in” complex where i dont wanna draw whatever is trendy

i did not put this under read more

i watched a bunch of bratz movies and episodes yesterday and i did not know they made some new mini-series continuation of their main continuity 😭 (apparently it was tiktok exclusive so ofc i didnt know. i dont use that.) so that gave me some joy.

speaking of toktik i was informed that someone apparently reposted my malleus and silver animatic up there >:(

i get a.i references when asked to draw stuff now i and dont like it because a.i but also because i cant read the images well as a result.

maybe people shouldn’t do that, idk.

And i didnt draw for myself today. That was my week.

[artthemasquerade]

DVMNINKTOBER Day 11 Akira x Miki

So I've been slowly, slowly been working my through this year's Devilman Inktober by nozoshii created for the community https://www.tumblr.com/nozoxshii/763169423585673216/i-made-a-devilman-inktober-prompt-list-for-the?source=share

For day eleven is fave pairing or duo and wellllllll, you all know that I have a lot of ships for Devilman so I decided to draw out five different pictures of each of my ships, Ryokira, Akira/Miki/Ryo, Satan/Zennon, Ryo/Miki and Akira/Miki and as I've said before I had gotten sick around the time I was working on the first of the pictures for this prompt and it really delayed things a lot and not to mention I was challenging myself a lot with these pieces, I want to really craft some good backgrounds like the old masters and while I don't think I've quite captured their ability to do those backgrounds I am pleased that I did go the extra mile for these pieces, I learned a lot making these especially since I was so limited in working in only black and white, so making sure the values were good was extremely important here!

The third picture is Akira and Miki kissing deeply in a seclusive cluster of the forest, and was the last picture I had made of this little series XD I did use reference for the cuddling and kissing pose but I barely took much from this Gustave Doré illustration (again for Paradise Lost) and mostly used it as inspiration for this image https://www.pinterest.com/pin/pinterest--312226186681633258/

And now to talk about what I love about Akira and Miki! :3 I really enjoyed Akira's and Miki's chemistry in the scenes they had together in the manga and the OVA and the sweet kiss they shared in the Amon OVA and the sweet caring dynamic they had in crybaby. I just love how mushy Akira can be for Miki, and honestly we all know Akira would burn down the world for Miki and in Devilman vs Hades he actually destroys humanity after the mob killed Miki! They are both each other's light in the craziness of the world and I really like that a lot. And I think Miki deserves to have a devilman bf too! :3

Though I'll be honest I wish more creators did a better job of showing why Akira/Miki work well together, far too many creators fail to show why they are fun by making them very bland or just not show how they work together and just expect you to ship them cause they are the M/F couple and do nothing else. Like they need to show off their fun chemistry and Miki's toughness and Akira's softer side with her more, its something I would like to see more in another adaption.

Ah well, I'll be writing of what I wanna see out of these two in my fics I suppose XD

and of course I love to ship these two in poly relationship with Ryo since I feel its one of the key components of the ship!

[sunflowertoonz]

How did you study anatomy? I am trying to learn but am stumped 🥲

Hello beloved anon! I started because of a muscle system's test and it was drawing was the best way for me to study ngl... Also assume half of the terms here are misspelled

WRITING AND DRAWING HELPS WITH MEMORY AND SO DOES PRACTICE!!

So first you should have a basic idea of how bodies are built (I'm using sketches i already have). The basic shapes of how things fit together. Use rectangles, cylinders, spheres, whatever works! We need a base before we get into complex stuff

I drew my little base underneath and used a TON of references. I started with the arms because it's only 5 you really need to know. Deltoid, Bicep, Tricep, flexors and extendors. You can usually get away with not doing the flexor and extendors but I draw them for accuracy's sake for diagrams

Ones I suggest the most are: Pectorals are also pretty important, they tend to stand out Biceps Triceps deltoids Gastronemius (the orange calves in the above image) gluteus maximus, everyone loves those.

The reason why those specifically is those are the ones that stand out the most. They make the curves of the body (technially that would include the brachiradialis, but if you do that then may as well do the flexors and extendors)

Everything else you can bs until it looks good, i will be frank

I wanted to go in-depth so i made a static little dummy, gathered as many references as i needed, and just replicated what I saw.

If you wanna learn what they are called (I'm pretty sure you want to just know how to draw them though, so you can skip this) then make sure to LABEL them. I WILL SAY IT AGAIN, WRITING AND DRAWING HELPS WITH MEMORY AND SO DOES PRACTICE!!

After that I just put the bases in various poses and drew the muscles over them, challenging myself to do so without refs. Poses that are more dynamic help with knowing how they interact outside of just being relaxed. How they relax and contract (Biceps are really squishy, they almost turn into a ball when you curl your arm!!)

Of course you can just NOT label them, or section them off. You can, of course, just look at bodies and draw them WITH SKIN. You don't need to know the name of every one. Everyone's goals are different, and this is just how I did mine!!

Remember to have fun with it!!! Remember to take breaks!!

Also I still regularly use tubes in my art for the legs and arms. But it's like... better tubes.

[ace-and-ink]

i spend the night feeding off your warmth in bed

never naked but never clothed

i would rather slaughter what remains of my dignity

than soil this body that is less a temple

more a bunker

i make a wish on every breath that leaves

your mouth

and most of them are me

begging that you’ll take another

you don’t know but i ask you every hour

if this is really where you wanna be

if this is as much your garden as it is mine

do you really love laying with a woman

as you would a man?

does sharing the bed with one like me

not make you dream of the stones

they would throw?

i waste so much moonlight

talking to your back

just asking if you know you can leave

waiting for the one day when

you get up from your fake sleep

grab your coat and your shoes and your keys

and keep the lights off as you walk out

into the night like i

all but plead for you

to do

in the morning i throw myself at your feet

like i still believe that praying does anything

i clutch your ankles and i become cain

to my own instincts

i shed a tear for every sin i’ve committed

two for every one i didn’t know

the witching hour knows this scene better than

the witches know the fire

sunrise to your back, you could be

something holy

but you have hands and a voice

softer than paul, though you talk to me

the same

locusts in my gut leave me nauseous

you can’t lead me to salvation

but would you let me follow you

through the sea you part?

take me a little closer to the light?

i don’t need a kingdom

but you bring heaven to me and i still

wonder why

in the afternoon i cling to you

like a sinner’s guilt

like my clothes to my back

when realistically i know i should shed them

how can we be lovers if i never do?

how can i be a believer if i never read scripture?

i can preach all i please - telling you

how much i love you and how

you make my world go ‘round and there

must be something out there because it

gave me you - but does it

really count if we never

let dirty hands run over holy words?

is it not enough to covet the book covers

to refuse to open them and claim

we don’t want to ruin it and its holiness?

i preach my sermon to you again and i can’t

figure out if i’m your priest or if you’re mine

because when i finish mine you give me

yours

in the church of your apartment i know that

habit will draw us to the altar of your bedroom

and instinct will pull us to the sanctuary of your bed

i know communion follows the word

you drank the red wine blood

i always chose to not but i can

smell it on your breath and your skin

and after the wine comes the consumption

of the flesh

of the body

how can i challenge the decree

made divine by perpetuation

and deny you the heaven you seek?

after all, aren’t i supposed to

crave the salvation it should bring me?

but we wander there and you close the door

you push the boulder to seal my tomb

but when we lay you leave me untouched

you watch me with a smile and the only

way you handle me is with the care of a shepherd

looking over his last little lamb

and when we go to bed that’s truly all you do

you leave me spared as you promised

but that leaves me vulnerable

and i sit and watch you like a guardian angel

but i spend all night wishing and watching

and feeding off your love like

i need it to live (i do)

like i need you to survive (i need you too)

— as god intended