#crappy 20 minute doodle

[thatonechocogirl]

mourning rn. 💔

[emeraldotter]

quick sketch

[mimis9thcircle]

Sometimes babygirl is a 55 year old man

[itsahotminuteinbetween]

rfhhhrggghh

[lemoncakeshake]

Day 3 unfinished (More Ario drawings)

This is what happens when I wait until the last minute. I get a crappy 20 minute sketch that looks like trash.🤧

The shoes are still in the shape phase 🙏

Here’s a doodle that got cut off. Mavs being a little jerk.

[smash-kiddos]

((feels bad man))

[voicedhero]

You are all ABsoLUTELY WONDERFUL!!

[diobanano]

I never even watched voltron, yet I get dbz vibes whenever I look at shiro cuz he reminds me a lot of Future Gohan

and my super duper close buddy likes shipping keith and shiro, so he has to wear Future Trunks’ clothes

I hope I make her suffer with that one :D

[ccatppawz]

Crappy cat doodle I did in 20 minutes

[iraprince]

Hey your comics really do give some great management tips, I was wondering what advice do you have when you are mentally holding yourself hostage for drawing fun doodles and fanart instead of working on actual work? I would like to get stuff done but I really want to finish this drawing and then I get stuck in the middle and I don’t do either

oh, man, i wish i had more advice but this is one of my biggest struggles myself. i haven’t had a lot of luck with anything i’ve tried. (if i set a timer to say “ok 20 more minutes of [fun thing] and then we switch tasks” i end up ignoring the timer, sitting down and just trying to force/bully the work out of myself p much never works and just burns me out and makes me feel like shit, etc...) and i def experience a version of what u described where if i tell myself “you can’t do [fun thing] until you do [boring, important thing],” that doesn’t make the boring thing any easier to start on, so i just end up doing nothing all day AND feeling guilty and crappy about it, so. oof.

what i can say, even tho i don’t have a real answer, is being mean to myself about this shit never, ever works and never helps me. i don’t know WHAT the solution is, i just know it isn’t beating myself up. get curious with yourself, try to ask urself questions abt what makes tasks harder for u vs what makes them easier, and above all be as patient w yourself as u can muster even when u don’t feel like it -- that’s been what’s gotten me to other breakthroughs and helpful realizations, so maybe you’ll figure something out. (and if u do please share, im dying over here lol)

[draganimation]

Happy Anniversary, Wardens!

It seems fitting that today of all days I give you an update as 10 years ago today, Dragon Age origins was released!

When I knew this day was coming however, I was hoping to have something spectacular to share. But I guess having at least Episode 01 already completed is enough for now! 20 minute long one’s no less!

I’m currently drawing the animatic for Episode 02, 100 pages and counting and that’s only the first minute!

With the money from my Patrons I was able to commission a composer to create the score to my first musical number of the show (if you don’t count Elanore’s lullaby). It’s me singing, so please bare with I’ve had no training haha

And now I’m just working on the audio created by my talented voice actors! And aside from you guys’ support of course,  I think hearing them is what truly makes me enjoy working on this series! Sound is a powerful thing, and hearing my words and reimagined characters of David Gaider come to life is amazing! And when it’s all put together, it just confirms my passion for this project!

If I ever met a Desire Demon and was granted one wish - aside from Alistair to be real ofc! I would wish for the diligence and know how to promote this better, so I can live off the public funding to just make this series non-stop and not bring out an one episode per year haha!  (and hopefully not get sued by EA or Gaider)

I’ve got alot of existentialism happening at the moment - not in a bad way, and I think I’m finally at that place where other Youtubers are where they don’t want to do anything else but working on their projects and it’s just a case of figuring out how! I was going to apply for a university course to be a Trauma counsellor, and although I love helping people it would’ve taken too much time out of my life to not be able to do work like this. And there’s always a possibility I will pick it back up again, but I love how I’m still inspiring and helping people with my art - even if it’s just a little bit! 

I’m obsessed with drawing! When I’m ill, or too busy or when I need to sleep, I can’t stop! Even when I have those episodes where I just want to give up, a few days later I’m picking up that pen again and doodling away so I know I’m never going to truly stop! The same with creative writing!

This series was just a way for me to do a medieval story, that fused with my passion for Dragon Age and my love of Disney films - and to voice a Disney princess! And it’s unbelievable the amount of love it’s got back. Again, I only wish I could do more to make it bigger and better.

Oh I’m also writing 20 and 21; Team Warden are currently at Redcliffe/ The Circle (hence the pic of the Fade mouse) I do NOT want to make The Fade episode boring as it’s the WORST part of the FRIKKIN game! I’m doing my utmost to make sure each Episode stays true to the material, but is different enough to make you not want to just play the game haha (though I doubt The Fade episode will make you want to do that part :P )  I also may be making some.....side romances that not everyone will agree with, just because it just seems to be there for me so I’m going to go with it and see what happens! Who knows! Might not work out at all! But I think by now, you all know who the main pair is but just....try to act surprised okay?

Please know that i am trying to write this as impartial to my own preferences/ game play as possible and only going by what would happen if it were a Disney animation. But with a lovely dark twist of course :P 

Anyway. I think that’s everything. Ugh there’s still so much to do! But if I can get this done by Christmas, wouldn’t that be great?! I am having some computer issues right now; external is dying causing my Windows to act weird, I need a new sound system because a toothpick is keeping the wire at the right angle haha and I’m not even going to go into why my state of the art recording equipment won’t work on my PC for some reason so I’m using a crappy ass mic to recording Episode 02 lines! ...okay maybe I did go into it haha

Sorry this was so long! If anything, I’ve inspired myself to restart my quest to find an agent or a PA or PR or whatever they’re called to help me promote this thing and to get me in line! So woop! 

Now back to work!

Happy Anniversary, Wardens. And as always, Maker be with you!

[humming-fly]

it’s been almost 2 months since the last team greed doodle dump so have some more of the dumb-as-rocks gang

Previous Installations: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 9.5 10

Bonus:

Double Dumb Bonus:

[queenmorgawse]

transmigration for dummies

chapter three. mdzs scum villain au. read on ao3 + end notes.  credit to @lee-luca, esp as another bit of the comic is mentioned here.  previous | first | next 

One hour, thirty minutes and two hundred rules into his punishment, Jingyi is as bored as he’s ever been in this life. To top it all off, the System isn’t responding to any of his pleas for company, only responding with oops ): something went wrong when he tries to ping it. Back home, this is about when he would have given up on homework and started scrolling through his Twitter feed instead, but there’s not much he can do without his phone.

Ugh, he’d kill for one of these crappy McDonalds games. Even a Kinder toy would make him happy right now. Instead, he doodles on his torn-up first drafts, on which the ink made blots from his clumsy first attempts to imitate the original text’s elegant calligraphy.

He silently adds bic pens to the ever-increasing list of modern appliances he misses.

When badly-drawn stickmen get boring as well, he starts to think about the original Lan Jingyi in his life. Maybe that’s how it works, after all. Mom sure would love someone who’d actually go to bed early when she tells him to. On the other hand, once he got over the initial shock of modern Jingyi’s life, he’d probably find it pretty dull. High school isn’t about to compare to flying swords and cultivation, that’s for sure.  

Opposite him, Sizhui is bent over his own stack of scrolls, poring over rows and rows of tiny characters and absent-mindedly running his fingers along the lines. From the way he hums to himself when he thinks Jingyi is too busy copying to care, he guesses they’re music sheets of some kind. Unlike Jingyi, he looks like he’s actually engrossed in what he’s doing.

Too bad. Jingyi’s reached that point of boredom at which he needs to talk to someone or else he’ll implode. ( Still, he promises himself he’ll stop if Sizhui shows even a hint of genuine annoyance. )

“Hey, Lan Sizhui ⎯ can I call you just Sizhui? Um, sorry I got you stuck here.”

To his relief, the other doesn’t look irritated, just surprised. “Sizhui is fine,” he ventures after a few seconds. A smile breaks out on his face. “That’s good. I was afraid you were still mad me, you’ve been so awkward all day...”

Wait, what? Who’s angry at you? Someone who kicks kittens for fun, probably.

Oh right, me. Maybe he’s the one whose brain needs a reboot. How does he explain that it’s not him who’s mad? Hell, he doesn’t even know what the original is supposed to be mad about. For some reason, it feels weird to ask, just because it seems important enough that admitting he forgot would be insulting.

“Anyway,” Sizhui continues after coughing into his sleeve, “it’s alright, you don’t have to apologize to me. I’ve got to go over these before tomorrow’s lesson anyway, I might as well do it here.”

“Inquiry?” Jingyi ventures, maybe-maybe-not because it’s the only title he clearly remembers from the ones canon mentioned.

“Oh, no. Asking very specific questions is still a bit out of my reach, but Fa...Hanguang-jun wrote down a list of phrases for me, so we’re going to try them tomorrow.” His face softens at the mention of Lan Wangji. If this was a fic, this would be when Jingyi keels over and presses his face into a pillow for a little while.   

The chat devolves into musical cultivation. Jingyi muddles his way through it the best he can, feeling like he’s bullshitting an essay out loud, but Sizhui doesn’t seem to find his vague answers all that off-putting. He still pointedly glances down at the stack of unfinished notes on the table from time to time, but since Jingyi’s calligraphy has been getting worse and worse the less attention he pays to it, maybe it’s for the better.   

When dinner time rolls around, they eat their bowls sitting on the steps leading up to the Library Pavilion, after Sizhui rightfully points out Lan Qiren would have their skins if they spilled even a drop of sauce on the sect’s precious texts. Gradually, Jingyi feels himself relax.

“So, are we chill?” he asks between two mouthfuls of rice.

Sizhui just stares at him.

Right. No slang. “...I mean, we’re doing good, right? We’re friends?”

Something complicated passes over Sizhui’s expression. It’s too fleeting for him to catch more than a glimpse of it, especially as it’s overridden by his usual calm smile before Jingyi can shove another rice ball into his mouth, but he could swear the other winced.

Well, ouch. It must show on his face, because Sizhui suddenly looks alarmed and adds : “Yes, yes, we are!” Another smile. This time, Jingyi can definitely see the strain. “We’re friends. You don’t have to doubt that.”

“Oh. Great!” Jingyi resists the urge to reach out and gently punch his shoulder. Who knows how it’d be perceived. “We’re gonna spend a lot of time together, if I’ve got to keep copying rules, so...I wanted to make sure.”

【OOC behavior detected : contradiction of backstory despite hints : -20 points. Current balance : 65 points. 】

Shut up! I want him to like me!

“We’re friends,” Sizhui repeats one last time, like he’s trying to convince himself. Then he reaches for Jingyi’s shoulder and gives his robes a tug. “We should get back in there. Two more hours before curfew, you can still get a few lines in. I won’t distract you.”

“Ugh.”

Jingyi makes a face. Sizhui laughs, and the tension from earlier dissolves. “Come on. The more you get done, the faster it’ll be over.”

-

It turns out they’re both severely underestimating the number of rules Jingyi can break without realizing, and therefore the amount of time they’ll be spending here.

Despite these setbacks, over the course of the next handful of weeks, Jingyi adapts to his new life the best he can. He finds out, with much relief, that even though he can’t access the original’s knowledge and memories, training since childhood pays off even after a body swap. He doesn’t have to think too hard about sparring, just keep a firm grip on his sword, and his muscles can apparently do the rest with minimal effort on his part.

It only works with the actual fighting, though. After going to bed feeling sore all over for a week straight, Jingyi gives up and gives the cold springs a shot. It freezes his limbs off, but the ache gets better after that. It even gets him about a dozen points, which he adds to the rest, gained through menial tasks across the Cloud Recesses and some well-timed mischief.

He also likes to think he gets some progress done with step one of his grand plan to survive this novel. There’s no undoing years of being a pain in everyone’s ass in a matter of weeks, but Jingyi still gives it his best shot - peppered with tasteful cursing at the System when it deducts points for actually following the rules or, you know, not being a dick to everyone he talks to. As a result, he goes from mostly being avoided by the other disciples to tolerated, even if no one but Sizhui goes out of their way to talk to him or invite him to join in on...whatever fun they have.

Jingyi doubts he’s missing out on much, at least where the Lans are concerned. But rumor has it some of the guest disciples snuck out into Caiyi to try some of the local wine, and he’s jealous of that, which is kind of irrational. He doesn’t even like the taste of wine that much, and besides, that may be too much of an infraction for a raised Lan, however prone to rule-breaking said Lan is supposed to be.

( He really can’t afford to slip up again. When he dared chop a solid forty centimeters off his hair after struggling to run a comb through it for the fifth time that week, the System’s alarm blared so loud he almost had an out of body experience. He’d felt the hundred points shaved off his score, though, even if he’d managed to negotiate half of them back. That was the spiritual equivalent of having a car zoom past right as you were about to cross the street, and Jingyi’s in no hurry to do it again...but with that said, it feels great not to have to deal with a bird’s nest every time he wakes up. )

-

Of course, he can’t just get comfortable with his new daily routine. Something has to happen. This time, said something takes the shape of a summon from Teacher Lan. Jingyi drags his feet over from the Library Pavilion and away from his sixth copy of Gusu Lan rules. His wrist is still complaining every time he bends it a little too far. Fuck corpse powder, it’s carpal tunnel that’s going to do him in.

Speaking of copies, maybe he shouldn’t slump this much. He’s fairly sure there’s a rule for that somewhere in the two thousand and nineties.

Given the circumstances, Jingyi fully expects another lecture from Lan Qiren the moment he sets foot in the communal hall, but quickly readjusts his expectations when he spots the small crowd of disciples gathered around their teacher. Most of them are familiar faces by now, except for the girls, who for some reason live in a completely different part of the Cloud Recesses. Still, he recognizes Lan Fan, the shimei who looks like she could bite your head off but actually gave him some pretty helpful tips on sword stances the other day, Tao Ming, the boy who’d seemed vaguely suspicious of him that first day, and of course, Sizhui in the forefront.

Lan Qiren narrows his eyes at him as he hastily joins the rest of the group. “Late again, Lan Jingyi.”

“Sorry, Teacher. This disciple was busy copying rules when he heard.”

A few of his companions snort, the noise quickly disguised as a sudden and collective bout of coughing. Jingyi can’t blame them ; if he’d heard the same words everyday for weeks on end, he’d be laughing too. Lan Qiren gives a long-suffering sigh, but whatever he’s about to tell them must take precedence, because Jingyi gets away with what might otherwise have been considered cheek.

“Madam Mo of Mo Village has sent us a request for assistance.” Given their teacher’s expression, he might as well said that she’d beaten down their door in the middle of the night and let a donkey loose in the courtyard. “From the servants’ description, it shouldn’t be anything more than a few walking corpses. Nothing a group of juniors cannot handle.”

Yeah, right. Despite knowing he’s supposed to let canon run its course, Jingyi still feels a twinge of apprehension. Why, you ask? He can answer that in two points.

Things Jingyi knows : mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell.

Things Jingyi doesn’t know : how to kill zombies with swords.

In theory, he did spend the last few weeks training, and he didn’t slack off either, thank you very much. Doesn’t mean he’s ever gone up against a corpse before. He’s a coward, okay? Horror movie night was hell, back in his own world. He’s in no hurry to experience it in real (?) life.

“Lan Sizhui will lead the group,” Lan Qiren continues. “I expect all of you to keep your behaviors appropriate and not bring shame onto our sect.” To no one’s surprise, Jingyi thinks, and throws the interested party a small smile. To his surprise, Sizhui blushes and looks down at his boots, looking both embarrassed and pleased. It’s an unfairly cute look on him, but again, most of his looks are.  

Right on cue, the System wheezes to life like it just crawled out of a computer from the nineties.【Beginning stage checkpoint mission assigned. Destination : Mo Village. Mission : ensure the protagonist, Wei Wuxian, makes it to Mount Dafan to meet love interest Lan Wangji. Please click to accept.】

Jingyi mentally slams the Accept button.

Ding!  【Mission successfully accepted. Please read the file carefully for mission details and make appropriate preparations. We wish you success. 】

OOC function, here he comes!

[thefireandwolves]

Reikoro Achikita 🐺

BNHA OC Character:

Name: Reikoro Achikita 黎冴狼 遥北

遥北 (Remote North)

黎 (black, dark) 冴 (serene) 狼 (Wolf)

Hero Name: Fenrisúlfr

Nicknames: Achikita, Ro, Rokita (prefers Ro)

Gender: Female

Birthplace: Hokkaidō Prefecture

Nationality: Japanese

Ethnicity: Russian/Korean/Japanese

Languages: Japanese, Russian

Birthday: June 21st (Cancer)

Age: 15

Height: 5' 1"

Hair: Waist-length black hair with see through bangs (wavy, can frizz in high humidity)

Eyes: Almond shaped amber eyes (yellow/orange eyeshine due to her Tapetum lucidum, dark circles)

Blood Type: O+

Quirk: "Lycanthropy" (Mutation/transformation type)

Details: Lycanthropy quirk gives the user heightened human and wolf senses, strength, speed, as well as ability to transform into a large wolf. Quirk gives user permanent wolf tail, long nails, elongated canines. Quirk is not a curse or disease like in fairy tales, but is extraordinarily rare.

Advantages: Fairly resistant in general to physical attacks. Strong sense of hearing, smell, and vision (night vision).

Disadvantages: The longer the user stays in wolf form, the more feral they become, and more difficult it is to distinguish between friends and foes as well as stop before becoming lethal*. Needs to consume quite a bit of protein regularly to sustain themselves. Clothes tear from transforming so, it's best to strip down to underwear, transform.

* 10 minutes- Normal, cooperative

20 minutes- Aggressive, less cooperative

30 minutes- Feral, aggressive to any interactions, lethal

General constitution: Rarely sick, high metabolism, cold resistant, not heat resistant

Fighting Style: Close Range

Details: Training similar to Kobudo (Bo), Northern Shaolin Kung Fu, and Tantōjutsu

Occupation: Student First Year Transfer (Early)

Affiliation: UA High Department of Heroics and former captive of The Salvation Alliance

Family: Recently adopted into the Achikita family, first child, and considers Oseana her younger sister.

Biological father: Villain Rank B

Biological Mother: Civilian (deceased)

Appearance: Ro is relatively short for her age. She is pear-shaped with a lean musculature. Has a Heart-shaped face, considered attractive. Has 武器 (weapon) branded on her left shoulder blade.

Old "Villain" Costume: Black leather criss-cross halter sleeveless crop top (underboob) with a cotton hood, black knuckle and wrist wraps, black twin back scabbard, black low-rise skinny jeans, knee high black combat boots (slots in front of soles for knife for slashing damage), black choker. Hair worn in a high ponytail. Smokey eye with mascara wearing a black wolf menpō mask.

Old "Villain" Weapons: Two dark oak long staffs, silver brass knuckles (worn), black spring open tactical knife.

Hero Costume: White crop top, waist high black leather jacket*, black tight jeans, black garter belt (weapons storage), black steel toe mid-calf boots, red knuckle and wrist wraps, black choker. Hair in a high ponytail with loose locks tied with a red ribbon. Black winged eyeliner.

*Jacket has bold white patterns on the back and bold red patterns on the back running over the arms.

Support items: Two extendable silver long staffs.

Wolf form: Solely four-legged, black thick fur, Amber eyes, 8.5 ft in length, 200 lbs, 3.5 ft at the shoulder, 2.5 ft tail, 50 mph sprint, loud baritone howl. Can understand human speech, facial expressions, and gestures, cannot return.

Street clothes: Typically wears black, grey, white colors, prefers comfortable clothes and black jeans. Has a black choker. Wears a white skater dress with red flats in formal situations (puts on minimal winged black eyeliner). Has earrings, usually wears black studs. Will wear sweaters and red leather trench coat in colder months.

Personality: At first, she appears reserved, emotionless (as well as melancholy). This could be attributed to her past. Later, she begins to open up to Class 1-A, gradually talking more and showing her true personality. She is generally calm, wise, and can unintentionally hurt feelings with her wit. Cares deeply for her friends and classmates. Has a crush on Shoto Todoroki, later developing into deeper feelings. Interacts with him normally calmly, but can become flustered in which she becomes shy. As a new student, is enjoying learning how to help people and striving to become independent. Looks up to Mr. Aizawa. Is suffering from Depression.

Likes: Red, Beef Kushiyaki, "Katyusha" music box, cinnamon melon pan, sour cherry candy, learning, reading, book collecting, pictures, chess, animals, climbing trees, the moon, mountains, lakes, rain, doodling, and memes

She gotta White Datsun Fairlady 1964 (pretend you get your license at 15 and it's not super hard to get in this universe)

Dislikes: Uncooperative attitudes, passive aggression, bell peppers, crappy memes

Habits: Tends to eat a lot once a day instead of three times a day. Has a habit of collecting things from nature (like an acorn). Daydreams. Puts pendants in her mouth a lot.

Hero STATS:

Power: B

Speed: A

Technique: B

Intelligence: A*

*However, needs supplemental classes due to villains omitting essential courses such as Civics, Health (She even asked her adoptive parents to teach her proper etiquette)

Cooperativeness: B

[codylabs]

GREAT thing happened to me today! Turns out I can use the ‘markup’ photo editor on my phone to draw! I don’t need to buy any software, I don’t have to bring paper, or even have a flat surface to draw on, I can just doodle whenever!

However, I don’t want to turn this into a commercial or anything like that, because it’s actually PRETTY CRAPPY software. (The screen is so small, you can’t zoom in very far, the transparent colors layer on top of each other in a really weird way, there’s no layers, there’s not many colors, and it’s nigh impossible to erase things without undoing everything you’ve done since.) So it’s pretty trash to do anything serious with. Buuuuut, it any of you artists are looking for something quick and dirty to keep you entertained on the go, this is definitely a nifty tool, and I’d recommend trying it out.

The above picture was drawn in 15-20 minutes, on my phone, on the bus. The background (below) is a super blurry close-up picture of my jeans.

More stuff like this coming soon. Will be tagged as ‘#phone doodles’.

[willow-wanderings]

Repeat after me: TALENT DOES NOT EXIST.

Art isn't magic, it's a fine motor skill just like typing, writing, or using a video game controller. Did you magically have perfect handwriting the first time you ever tried to write as a kid? No you fucking didn't. Would it have been fair for your first grade teacher to go "well if you're not a pro calligrapher by now you may as well never write ever again"? No it fucking wouldn't. Art is the same.

You want to be good at art? LEARN AND PRACTICE. You don't even have to go to school for it! There's a ton of tutorials on youtube and books at the library you can use!

"But my art looks like shit!" It's going to and it will take YEARS to improve substantially. Doing art seriously is a pretty long term investment, if you just want to doodle off and on that's fine! It doesn't have to be great, you can just do crappy doodles for fun, it's totally allowed! If you really want to do it seriously, then just be prepared for the time investment.

I didn't get as good as I am at art in a month or so, it took me 20 YEARS to get where I am. And it was 20 years of REGULAR practice. You will never improve if you only practice for 10 minutes every 6 months. You don't have to draw every day but try to get in 2-4 hours per week (it doesn't even have to be all at once, you can spread it out over the week).

Also don't ever compare your work to other artists, the best thing you can do is only compare your art to your own past art. That's what's really going to give you an idea of how you're improving. Comparing your art to other people's is like trying to figure out your grade based on someone else's homework.

But mostly, again in case anyone missed it: TALENT DOES NOT EXIST. ART IS NOT MAGIC, IT'S A SKILL THAT CAN BE LEARNED.

And in case you need it: YOU HAVE PERMISSION TO MAKE SHITTY ART FOR AS LONG AS IT TAKES FOR YOU TO GET LESS SHITTY AT IT!