#finally dont have to draw on my phone anymore

[toastylycan]

i should make a memorial comic for all the original files i had lost on my old phones due to those breaking, from my minecraft worlds on the bootleg pocket edition when i was 12, to the high quality versions of drawings i never saved anywhere else when i was 16, but i dont trust myself to remember to make it, i hope i do, and i hope i finish it,

[victorianbatman]

ATLA/LOK incorrect quotes

F, M & GN reader | every scenario without the readers gender being specified is Gender Neutral.

Bolin, on the phone with Mako: Mako, I need you to come pick me up.

Mako: Why?

Bolin: Y/n is busy passive-aggressively doing the dishes they asked me to do 6 hours ago.

Bolin: This house is not safe anymore.

-

Mako: Hey, whats for dinner?

Bolin: I cant tell you, its a soup-rise.

Mako: Is it soup?

Y/n: We soup-ose is could be.

Mako: Enough with the soup puns you two.

Bolin: Aww, you never soup-port our jokes.

[Five minutes later]

Mako: It was fucking tacos.

-

Mako: The stars look really pretty tonight.

Y/n: Yeah, they do.

Mako: You know who else looks pretty tonight?

Y/n: Asami.

Mako, at the same time: Korra.

Y/n: What?

Mako: What?

-

Toph: Do you do anything other than whine like a little bitch?

Y/n: Sometimes I whine like a BIG bitch.

-

Mako, not looking up from his book: What did she(Kuvira) do now?

Y/n: SHE SMILED!

Mako: At you?

Y/n: No, at her dumb friends, but she looks like an angel.

Mako: Go away, Y/n.

Y/n: Shut up, I watched you pine after Korra while in a relationship with Asami.

Mako: Go on.

-

Korra: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.

Lin: That’s not how you make cookies.

Y/n: FLOOR IT!

Bolin: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?

Lin: yOURE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN!!

Korra: IM GONNA HARVEST THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES!!

Y/n&Bolin: DO IT!

Lin: NO-

-

Korra: I’m small, but knowing.

Tall!Y/n: You dont be knowing what the top of a shelf looks like though.

Korra: …

Tall!Y/n: …

Korra: Bitch.

-

Bolin and Mako watching Y/n from a distance chase a squirrel.

Bolin: Thats the person I see myself married to in the future.

Bolin: Thoughts?

Mako: …

Bolin: …

Mako: ..and prayers, bro.

-

Y/n: My autistic friend(book 1 zuko) is my favourite person on the planet. I asked if he would still be friends with me if I got a mullet and without looking up he said “we are not friends” like ok bestie.

-

Korra: Theres only one thing worse than losing.

[Tips over paper saying ‘losing Y/n’]

Y/n: Me.

Korra: No-

-

Y/n: Are you sure you’re ok?

Zuko, crying: Yeah, it’s just these onions, man.

Y/n: …

Zuko: …

Y/n: Those are potatoes.

-

[Asami, puts on chapstick]

Y/n: What flavour is that?

Asami: oh its [chapstick flavour].

Y/n: Lemme taste.

Asami: Sure.

[hands chapstick]

Y/n, kisses Asami

Y/n: Shit it does actually taste like [Chapstick flavour].

[Asami blushing like crazy]

-

Y/n: Aang, why do good people die young?

Aang: When you are in a garden full of flowers, which one do you pick?

Y/n: The ugly ones.

Aang: Exactly- wait wait what, why?

Y/n: Because ugly bitches dont belong in my garden.

-

Toph: Hi, im your doctor today, I’ll be drawing your blood as soon as I’m done with my capri sun.

[Misses the hole four times before finally getting the straw in]

[Y/n, sweats profusely]

-

Sokka: I have the sharpest memory, name one time I forgot something.

Y/n: You forgot me and Suki back in the fire nation 3 weeks ago.

Sokka: I did that on purpose, try again.

-

Y/n: Listen to me, love is a scam.

Bolin: You’re making a valentines card for Mako right now.

Y/n, points glue gun at him: You’re on thin fuckin ice.

-

Zuko: Whats with the napkin on the glass door?

Y/n: Aang keeps walking into the glass door, so I thought this might help.

Aang: Oh cool, a floating napkin!

[Walks into glass door]

[barcameowski]

more marc guiu & marc bernal imagines plss

𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 ⁻ marc guiu

warnings: christmas (if you dont celebrate

genre: fluff

pairing: marc guiu x gf!reader

a/n: I know it’s not christmas but whatever also not proof read cause I’m too tired

summary: your first christmas with marc in london and you have a friendly gingerbread house competition

Its christmas eve and you and marc were currently sat down on the sofa in your apartment in london with your feet resting comfortably under a blanket on his lap.

with it being both of your first christmas spent in london and you haven’t been able to spend a lot of time together you were both taking advantage of the time he had off due to the holiday season.

scrolling through social media on your phone you were slowly getting even more bored marc let out a sudden gasp “we forgot to do the annual gingerbread competition” he ran to your shared kitchen, leaving your feet with no resting place on the sofa.

his family had a christmas tradition to have a competition decorating gingerbread houses. but it seemed to have slipped marcs mind as he wasn’t celebrating christmas with his family for the first time and he was overwhelmed with football.

“y/n! do you plan on coming any time soon?” he called out your name from the kitchen as you heard the commotion of him trying to find the gingerbread houses that you had bought a few weeks before while buying decorations.

you sighed throwing your blanket off of your lower body and slowly making your way to the kitchen “it’s in the shelf to the right”

he opened the shelf and finally found the gingerbread houses “and the icing?” he asked as he slid the boxes onto the counter “in the box” you said “ladies and gentlemen welcome to the annual christmas gingerbread house decorating competition” he jokes “london edition” you added

he started measuring the amount of icing in each piping bag with his eyes and humming in slight frustration but eventually hands you a bag filled with slightly less icing in it “here this one has less” he smiles and you roll your eyes

you grabbed a knife to open the boxes that were secured with tape before he started complaining and took the knife out of your hand gently “no, no, no. if you cut your finger on christmas eve, I will never forgive you” you smile “marc, it was a butter knife” you say, he responds by shaking his head

as you scroll through your phone mindlessly he groans “mine has cracks” you start laughing and he turns back at you offended “it’s not funny”

“yes it is! but it’s fine, we can switch” you tell him after catching your breath as you rub his shoulder in a soothing manner “thanks” he smiles. it was like his entire mood changed and he didn’t care anymore.

“okay ready?” he questions and you nod as he starts the timer “1 2 3 start!” you could’ve sworn he was cheating because he was already putting the icing on the house before he finished counting but ignored it and started working on your house

you started by drawing little details with the white icing before reaching for the baby blue colored icing not knowing marc was also reaching for it, he placed his other hand on yours and peeled it off of the piping bag “jeez, calm down. it’s all yours” you put your hands up in surrender

he is a bit competitive

after that little situation you reached to grasp the baby pink icing just as marc went to grab it, again “marc, is this a joke? you can’t possibly need both at the same time”

“don’t worry it’s a joke. take it” he laughs as he pulls his hand away and continues decorating. you set little pearl candys around the top of the roof and work on more little details.

•

the timer beeps a while after and you raise your hands but marc keeps decorating, you slap his arm lightly “the timer went off don’t cheat!”

he lifted his hands up and admired his gingerbread house, finally he looked at yours “it’s nice but not as good as mine” he shrugs “mine is so much better” you insist defending yourself “you’re my girlfriend I don’t wanna be mean but you could’ve done better” he joked and you hit his arm once again “I’m just joking” he says pulling you into a hug and placing a kiss on your forehead “your gingerbread house does look good”

“who’s gonna declare the winner?” you ask looking up at his face “I’ll call my mom” he reaches for your phone and puts in your passcode before calling his mom on facetime “hi mi amor!” she greets enthusiastically but once she realizes it was marc that called from your phone she’s not as enthusiastic “oh it’s you”

“mom!” he says extremely offended “I’m sorry but you already called me today I want to talk to y/n! but what do you need? is everything alright?”

“yeah we’re alright-“ you say as you were about to ask her to choose the winner before marc cuts you off “my heart isn’t alright” marc complains dramatically

“ignore him” you advise his mom “wow i see how it is” your boyfriend says in the background “anyways, we need you to tell us who wins the gingerbread competition” she instantly starts smiling again “oh you guys are keeping up the tradition!”

you flip the camera to show her your gingerbread houses and she slips her glasses up her nose and hums in concentration for a while before she makes her decision “you both did good I can’t lie. so unfortunately there is no winner” she says. marc groans “you’re biased” he tells her as he rests his head on your shoulder and you hold the phone up.

“okay thank you! we’ll talk later. merry christmas!” you hang up “yeah i won she just didn’t want to hurt your feelings” you tell him as you start cleaning up your mess “you guys are both so mean to me”

you turn on a christmas rom-com and cuddle up into his side on the sofa until sleep takes over your control of keeping your eyes open and you drift off.

𖣊

requests are open

[jupyupie]

Sonic Prime Redraw

Im so happy i got a drawing tablet Finally i can use a pen

I dont have to draw with my finger on my phone anymore :]

[deeply-unserious-fellow]

FANART FOR THE GREATEST FANFIC OF ALL TIME, THE MERCS FOR MONEY AND THEIR QUEST TO SAVE DEADPOOL'S IMAGINARY BOYFRIEND WEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

The first 3 drawings are all redraws of shit I drew in like. Middle school. Which I will not be attatching because they are terrible. But the rest of them are all Fun New Ideas I had while working on the redraws. I'm SO happy with how these turned out(except for the backgrounds pls ignore the backgrounds I dont know what anything is supposed to look like-), especially considering I drew them on my phone. These guys are all so fun to draw yall have no idea.

I was gonna do 2 more drawings for the final chapter, but uh. I have been working on nothing but these drawings for the past 24 hours, I literally pulled an all nighter about it and the last drawing was a nightmare to work on so. No. No I'm not gonna draw anymore. Sometimes your mental and physical health need to come first.

The Mercs for Money and Their Quest to Save Deadpool's Imaginary Boyfriend was written by @x-gon-give-it and I think everybody should read it RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!

[thyln4gf]

505

✞ Once again, Im back with the short little blurbs! This time, theyre rather cute and adorable, and are about some of my favourite drivers, a song assigned for each. (I have synesthesia).

✞ Word count - 2,8k

✞ Drivers included - Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Max Verstappen, Daniel Ricciardo, Logan Sargeant, Charles Leclerc, Carlos Sainz, Lewis Hamilton, Sebastian Vettel, Jenson Button.

✞ (P.S. - lemme know if you dont see any of your favs. Im more than happy to write something <3)

Lando Yeswins - 505, arctic monkeys

"No!" Your shriek rings out through the air of the somewhat empty room, quickly followed by both of your giggles, as Lando has launched himself into you, picking you up. The man has missed you so, so much. He didnt even think it was possible. Hed spend his free time with looking at pictures of you, wishing that he could feel that skin against his, and... smell it, really. Now, that he has finally gotten the chance...

Your back makes contact with the couch, Lando still clinging to you tightly, and just plopping on top of you. He buries his face into your chest, drawing a deep breath to take in your scent... But you smelled like... him??

"Baby... have you been living in my clothes?" He asks, amusement laced into his tone. His face was still buried right where his favourite place was, though.

Silence from your end. One awkward chuckle later, you burst into another fit of giggles, followed by the heat that rose to your cheeks. You werent so sure if it was the man making you blush, or him being a damn human radiator doing the trick. Either way, you didnt mind - the golden retriever goofball of a man was excited to close the distance between you two again. A little too excited, even.

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Oscar Leclerc Piastri - teenage dream, katy perry

Him. You. Both of you. A lot of people have called you the dream team, and you have seen a lot of jealous tweets. Posts about your relationship in general - people seemed to be suckers for the childhood friends to lovers trope. So much that you could barely keep track of them anymore.

You have incorporated scrolling through the socials, and hunting for cute memes to annoy him, straight into your routine. His dms from you were filled with various kinds of those, mostly a spectrum of cat memes. Yes, a spectrum. You seemed to be unhinged enough to even ask for fun time alone through those. And, to be honest? They always worked on him. Always.

This time, it was no different - you were curled up on the couch, Oscar laying his head on your stomach, trying to nap. You could be seen scrolling, and... yep. Looking for some memes.

You find something else, though, your heart melting at the sight. You cant even hold the 'awwww' in, as much as you wanted to...

"Huh?" Oscar croaks out, rising from his slumber. All he heard was you making some sort of noise, and he instantly realized that he was about to get a phone right up his face. However... he slowly looks up and sees you... crying?

He doesnt say anything, but scoots up slightly instead, his face landing right by your neck. He looks at the little screen... Only to see a picture of two small children, both in race suits, both giggling on a makeshift podium. He quickly comes to the realisation that hes looking at both of you, at one of your first karting competitions together. And its all it takes to make a tear roll down his cheek as well. A happy tear. Hes quick to start kissing yours away, not even hesitating. Your skin tingled at the gentle contact, and you softly chuckle. Thats exactly what he wanted to achieve. A laugh out of those pretty lips of yours.

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Max Verstappen - im yours sped up, isabel larosa

As tough as this man looked out there, in the face of the cameras... he turned into a whiny puddle whenever he was wrapped in your arms. Something about you made him melt each and every time, making him feel safer than ever. Is that because you usually used rather masculine fragrances and smelled like a dad that he never really had? Maybe, maybe...

He was getting his daily dose of cuddles in. This time it was more of a comfort than it has ever been - he didnt do good, and didnt even finish the race. He felt awful.

"Are you going to leave me now?" You suddenly hear a muffled voice, coming from a certain mans face, currently getting buried into your chest.

"Pardon?" You respond, a confused chuckle following the single-word sentence. He wasnt insecure... as far as you knew.

"I said what i said, Liefje... now answer." the man groans, almost making you chuckle again - he was awfully adorable at the moment.

"No, baby, im yours. For life. Have you forgotten?" your voice reminds him, as you slip one of your hands away from his waist, wiggling the fingers not too far from his eyes. He feels you pulling your hand away, the action making him look up slightly, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. That quickly melts away as he sees the engagement ring on your finger, one that he proposed to you with a few days ago.

"Right... i still havent gotten used to that. Sorry, mijn mooie vrouw." He responds, a small, tired smile slipping onto his lips, and you cant help but give him a small peck. You might be a master at making this man blush, but he had the exact same effect on you as well.

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Daniel Ricciardo - Iris, the goo goo dolls

Evenings spent with him on the porch were your all time favourite, easily - especially if it included watching the sunset. In that case, you had two incredibly gorgeous views to rest your eyes upon. And he definitely knew you were staring at him, instead of the pretty orange colours dancing across the sky - he just pretended not to see.

You two were cuddling on the beach chair - your body in his lap, your back to his chest. Hes currently zoned out just a little, honestly. He has adopted the habit of adoring the pretty clouds from you, and pointing out all the interesting shapes. This time, though, you were quicker than him, and an excited 'ooohhh!' coming from your mouth lets him know exactly that.

"Look! That one looks like a honey badger!" you excitedly blurt out, trying to point at the shape with your finger. He follows, and quickly sees what you wanted to show him. The cloud, indeed, is honey badger shaped. You earn a hearty chuckle and one of his grins that you loved oh so much. Yes, those grins.

His arms tighten around your waist, his lips not being able to resist from leaving a trail of kisses on the back of your neck, eventually landing on the back of your head. And you didnt need much more from him - you knew that it was his way of thanking you. By making you feel all warm and giddy inside.

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Logan Sargeant - american teenager, ethel cain

Spring has just started rolling around, leaving you to deal with your allergies. Its not like it was something new, or something serious, but it annoyed you nonetheless.

You two had a date that you were looking forward to all week, but suddenly, you felt like you couldnt live two minutes without having to blow your nose. Great. Logan noticed your mood immediately, so he had offered to watch a movie at home instead. You didnt resist much - you wanted to spend some time with your man, after all.

After cuddling up to him on the couch... You silently thanked for the ridiculous misery of your fate - feeling his body right by yours felt way better than spending time outside. Hearing him quietly breathe by you left you almost ecstatic, the warm air brushing by somewhere on your body, and as of the current case, your hair. Speaking of hair - he liked planting those little kisses to the crown of your head whenever you had your back to him. Almost just as much as looking at your backside.

These little moments reminded you just how far you two have come - it sometimes still felt like you were a pair of awkward teenagers, trying desperately to get over yourself to talk to each other. You still tease him about it, honestly - watching the popular guy at the school blush and giggle was the favourite sight of many.

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Charles Leclerc - k., cigarettes after sex

"Chéri, look! Thats cute, no?" You heard Charles come into the kitchen, cooing at something on his phone. You didnt have the time to turn around and look at him, honestly. So he was forced to come up right behind you to wrap his arms around your waist, his palm softly brushing by your stomach while in the process. You couldnt help but wonder...

1...

2...

Yep, here it is. A gentle kiss to the corner of your jaw. You cant help but chuckle as his lips make contact with your skin, pleasure shooting down your spine almost immediately. He usually stops at one, but he seems to be in a playful mood today - because he doesnt, and continues to trace a line, almost connecting the dots on all your little moles and freckles.

"What is it?" You ask him with a chuckle, trying to distract him. However, you just dont get an answer. Just a phone getting shoved almost right into your face. The video that he wanted to show unpauses, and a scene of a cute puppy running around could be seen. Your heart instantly melts.

Charles seems to notice, because he already looks like a kid on christmas morning.

"Can we... adopt him? I even have a name!" He blurts out excitedly, making you chuckle again. You knew of his passion for dogs... so one wouldnt hurt, right?

You didnt even get to reply before he launched himself into a rant about why getting a dog right now would be a great idea. You just knew that you were going to spend like an hour, just listening to him talk. But you didnt mind - you enjoyed the sound of his voice, and watching the way he speaks with his hands whenever hes excited. It was truly an awfully adorable sight to witness every time.

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Carlos Sainz - good luck, babe!, chappell roan

He had a small ritual of hugging you before his races - he fully, firmly, and truly believed that hes not going to achieve any good results if he doesnt. And, look - it was true, so far. The win in Singapore? In his head, it was all because you initiated a hug that day. His arms had lingered on you for a little longer than they should have been for you two being just friends, but its not like you two minded, at all. You actually craved him and his touch. You craved to feel those hands around you, and to hear his voice murmuring something into your ear. You wanted, no, needed to feel the scent and the warmth of him being so close.

So you never really protested against his idea. In all honesty, it was the most desperate move that someone has ever tried to hit on you with. The most adorable one as well.

If you thought that you were going crazy from him invading every single nook and cranny of your mind... You should have taken a look into his. You and him both knew of the rumours floating around the internet, and all the fans almost straight up telling you two to just make out already. And that has almost happened, and multiple times - one of you always ended up awkwardly pulling away, though. Having him as a friend felt good, but you were sure that having him as a lover would feel like heaven.

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Lewis Hamilton - older, isabel larosa

"Thank you, love." His voice floats through the air of his drivers room, effortlessly reaching your ears, making you blush. Just a little. You had passed him his water bottle - his hands were far too busy with your hips, caressing and squeezing them with great care. His legs were spread a little, you positioned in between them. Yet, it still didnt seem like it was close enough for him - he kept trying to pull you closer, almost desperately tugging on the material of your jeans. A hand of his was now occupied with the water bottle, so he finds that as an opportunity to wrap the other around you fully, bringing you closer, once again. You almost fall over, but you catch yourself with a hand on the wall right besides his head. Helping Lewis train sometimes did help, huh?

"Hey there, easy! I couldve fallen right on top of you!" You had mentioned out loud in mock annoyance, trying hard to keep a chuckle at bay. It was hard to do so, though, because you could see a grin appearing on his lips. No, onto his whole face - the entirety of it would light up whenever he smiled or laughed, melting your heart each and every time.

"Do you prefer to be under me then?" He murmurs as a tease, leaning in to give you a chaste kiss on your neck. He knew that it was one of your ticklish spots - so he had adopted the habit of placing the gentlest kisses of them all right there. They never failed to make you feel flustered and giggly, making sure to spread a blush all over your face. Lewis was just secretly happy that you never seemed to notice his own blush, just like right now.

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Sebastian Vettel - too sweet, hozier

You were sat at your desk in your home office, working late. Again. All sorts of papers were scattered all around you, a pretty decent amount crumpled up and thrown aside as well. At first, youd aim for the trashcan, getting all giddy whenever youd make a shot. But the more time passed, the more you didnt care. You found yourself thinking of the fact that your husband wouldnt be really pleased at your current decision, and you being grateful that hes currently away for a few days. And you just happily continue focusing on your work.

You had focused a little too much, perhaps. Because you didnt hear Sebastian returning home, didnt notice him opening your office door either. You only did that when he spoke up, startling you a decent amount.

"Brought you coffee, schatz." He said, quietly walking to appear by your side, placing the mug down. You smiled at him in appreciation, tilting your head up to look at him. Right as you do so, you get surprised with a forehead kiss. You cant fight the smile that wanted to appear onto your lips, going back to your work. You fully expect Sebastian to protest, to go ahead and try to pull you away from the work. But what does he do instead? He lets his hands meet with your tense shoulders, and gets to gently massaging them, slowly kneading out the knots. No words said. A quiet hum escapes your throat. You two didnt need any words to communicate, really. He understood you on a deeper level, just like you understood him. Isnt it sweet?

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Jenson Button - one of the girls, the weeknd

"Twirl around again?" Jenson requests, making a spinning motion in the air with two of his fingers. You had decided to make him watch your fashion show after the shopping spree of today, just like you usually did. Every time. You thought hed be a little annoyed at you for forcing him to sit down on the couch, basically pushing him backwards right onto it. It was far, far from it - hed even encourage you to go shopping sometimes. 'Honey, its our anniversary next Saturday. Dont you want a new dress?', 'Go get something new, we're going out tomorrow', and 'i think you need to refresh your wardrobe' were phrases that you heard pretty often. And not for the reasons youd think - this man just truly and genuinely enjoyed seeing you smile, and the enthusiasm that would possess your whole being when it came to showing him. You liked to call him a simp, but in his books, that was just being reasonable.

You gladly fulfill his request with a giggle, spinning around to let the skirt of the dress flow around. This one had a great score on both of the 'spinny' and 'shiny' scales, which he learned from you pretty fast. However, he sees you suddenly stop. The surprise on his face is almost as big as yours. However, you quickly gasp and start giggling again, shoving your hands into... some pockets?

"It has pockets!" You excitedly blurt out, turning both of the pockets inside out to show him. That earns a chuckle out of him. You play around with the pockets some more, and start spinning again. As much as Jenson adored your silliness, sometimes. Hed worry about you bumping into things... and it would happen pretty often. But he was always there to baby you, placing gentle kisses around the spot you had just hurt yourself.

[devilbombers]

One of the best decisions I ever made was to finally pursue mainly drawing original art. I had no idea until recently that investing yourself in making ocs and enjoying your own work is the highest form of self love so I feel really good about my art and myself

Its very fun and satisfying to constantly explore my own interests and understanding more and more about the things I like and want to put out in the world.

Its hilarious to constantly find myself in situations where I'm laughing at my own jokes with my characters and not caring that nobody else gets it. I didnt know making inside jokes with yourself could ever be a thing but it is now for me.

I ofc have nothing against fanartists (more power to them, live ur truth whatever) but personally I always found drawing fanart a bit pointless bc I dont like spending so much time and energy on just fanart. Also at the time when i wouldnt stop drawing only fanart I happened to be really young; so i sort of associate personally drawing fanart as something sort of childish to do? So I kinda stopped doing it as often bc it feels a little childish to do at my age idk.

The anime/manga scene has become extremely uninspired and dry to me as of late so im finally coming down from really getting too crazy about that shit anymore. So I feel like im finally growing up because of it lmao

I dont regret spending less time drawing fanart now but its only a little sad to me bc from my own findings i realize as an artist its only really possible to make internet friends if youre obsessed with big anime/manga series or whatever. And it only sucks bc i kind of really miss having internet friends.

I thought abt it again and apparently I know a lot of people irl. But to my misfortune none of them really text which really sucks bc I realized recently i really like texting.

I really wish i could spam ppl more often with ny dumbass pictures i have on my phone or whatever but Idgaf abt anything other than my ocs, new manga and music so im kinda stuck in place 💀

[godlygremlin]

Posting on here for the first time because Twitter is ass now and I just had the worst cooking experience of my life I must document.

The only context you need is that I've recently been diagnosed with sleep apnea that is making it more difficult for me to have a proper sleep schedule. This means that I had to take a nap at 6 pm and take a 4 hour nap. I have been awake for a few hours now, and my phone is dying. So I can't play any more Cookie Run Kingdom. To process this devastating loss, I decide to take my ipad to the kitchen and make myself some food.

It is 2 am, and despite taking a nap, I am tired enough that I don't want to actually cook. Under normal circumstances, cooking wouldn't be an issue. However, due to a religious holiday coming up (Passover), my mother is decontaminating our kitchen, making cooking that much more difficult. So I decide to make myself some French fries. I cut up some potatoes, season them (our seasonings cabinet was also decontaminated, the only seasoning avaliable was salt and paprika. I was not putting paprika on my 2 am fries.) and shove them in the air frier. While I wait, I decide it's time to be an artist, and I am now drawing.

Cue the ding of the air frier.

Yay, I can go to my room and be free from the kitchen. I turn the bottom part of the air frier upside down and dump all of my French fries onto a plate. This is where it all goes wrong. The air frier is used daily to fry chicken, because I have a very specific diet. This means that the bottom of the air frier is full of oil. Not anymore. The oil is now all over the table.

I go to grab a paper towel. We are all out. There are a few crumbled ones in the corner that are drying from being recently wet. I go, attempting to wipe the table down. My dear reader, have you ever wiped oil? Spilled oil? I pray you didn't. I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy, (because capitalism doesn't have hands) this is absolute torture. I finally get it done. I go to grab my ipad. It is covered in oil. My dear reader, have you ever wiped oil off of a very expensive electronic?

I washed my ipad case with soap. I DONT KNOW HOW TO CLEAN AN IPAD CASE??? I JUST SHOVED THAT SHIT UNDER THE TAP, OKAY? My ipad and apple pencil got a generous treating of damp paper towels (I finally found a pack of them I didn't see right in front of me) and my ipad case is now drying.

Do you know what the worst part about this whole experience is? The fries are ass. Half of them are not cooked through, they are not crunchy enough, the salt is non existent, I couldn't find ketchup to douse them in for a solid 20 minutes. I have to eat this with a heavy coating of ketchup, cherry tomatoes and Italian flavored beef chicken stick. What even is Italian flavored? Did you just grate up a tiny Italian into my beef stick?

I think the lesson is to not cook at 2 am because the universe will send you a late April Fools prank.

[hualianbot]

i dont have to draw on my phone anymore. we're finally free 🙌

[asaarii]

the caffeine hasn’t stopped kicking in yet so here’s some random shit abt me ! !

i dont even like master yi like that

he’s just my pfp bc i asked one of my best friends to pick a color and they said green

my REAL league mains include sett, varus, lillia, karma, nami, and nilah

sett is autocorrected to settrigh on my phone bc its funny

a running joke in my friend group is calling champs by their full governments or some dumb nickname

ex:

luxanna cockhard (don’t ask)

temu (teemo)

seeon (sion)

jahrvan (jarvan lightshield the fourth)

and if they dont have a last name we add our own suffix (its literally just league of legends)

ex:

jinx league of legends

settrigh league of legends

pyke league of legends

I PLAY OTHER GAMES TOO

currently trying to 100% persona 4 golden

if you couldn’t tell by my writing i ramble a lot ig

used to play ow and mained lucio but stopped bc i couldn’t aim

same logic applies to val

i draw but you’ll never catch me posting in here bc

yeah!!

hmmm

i adore my friend group snd would do anything for them

im bi 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈

my favorite movies are:

everything, everywhere all at once

legend of deification

mulan

princess and the frog

i used to be a genshin player but quit mid inazuma bc i simply did not give a fuck anymore

my favorite manga is Sakamoto Days!!

rion

rion my love

hmmmm ive played both fear and hunger games

favorite characters include:

marina

daan

cahara

d’arce

levi

ragnvaldr

i used to play the piano??

im finally starting to feel tired

dc=marvel

but im privy to dc

you see, i an quite the fan of koriand’r, jason peter todd, richard john “dick” grayson, timothy jackson drake, damian wayne, cassandra cain, and stephanie brown

that’s all i got!! feel free to ask abt me and if im comfortable sharing, i will.

[worldofgoo]

yayayay yippee (≧◡≦) i love how vibrant & lively your art is, i think my fav pieces are Horse Surgery & hanyuu (even tho i have no idea who that is) but that one wip with the rainbow is also v ery special 2me because it reminds me of my fav kind of weather ^_^ generic Which Program Do You Use question & also which programs have you tried so far? which one would you recommend for someone whose only experience so far wiht digital art has been scribbling in ms paint -_-? on topic, what do you draw with (mouse, phone, drawing tablet, ??) & was it easy for you to get used to digital art? i always get overwhelmed by the amound of different functions available so im not sure where to even start, any advice? which physical art forms do you like / would you like to learn (anything at all, i personally have been getting into air dry clay... well actually ive been using my sisters playdoh but maybe ill purchase smthn fancier :3) & final question how do you come up with poses to draw? your characters (+creatures) seem very animated and i really like that :)

HI okay i guess ill answer these in a list. actually will put it under the cut since i ended up saying a lot (and dw i enjoy being able to talk a lot so thank you!)

-THANK YOU im glad some of my more recent works (in my more current style) are appealing 2 people! like i wanna draw my own way even though i think it gets less notes... the higurashi fanarts (hanyuu and shion) r very memorable pieces to me because its when i started doing the loose sketches with the thin lines and block colors and thats the direction i reallyreally wanted to take my style in. also the rainbow is rian my friend rian

-i draw in paint tool sai! the only program i used before that was sketchbook pro, which i didnt like because the brushes were kind of... blurry/smudgy? sai allows you to zoom in and draw pixel by pixel which is something i like, and i like the way it does its blending. its also just easier for me to understand. i didnt pay for it i think i found some deviantart page that had the link, id have to find it again

-i draw with a wacom intuos tablet! its lasted me... almost 10 years now. ive heard newer ones are poorer quality in terms of at least the nibs needing to be replaced constantly, so idk what the most recommended tablet these days is. ive drawn with my mouse and tbh it caused awful hand pain so i would not recommend this. i draw on my phone with my finger sometimes but i find doing it on my laptop easier, however it is doable once you get used to it

-the way i got into digital art... well. i still have an archive of my earliest art if you wanna see! i was 14 n just drew random shit, often lining over doodles i did on paper and coloring them in. i think esp if youre overwhelmed start with making like throwaway experimental pieces, scribble around, doodle stupid things and color them in with different brushes and see what you enjoy. and then you can just keep the files to yourself if they dont look too good or maybe itll look interesting, it depends i guess haha. the other thing that ive always found helped me was telling myself id draw every day even if it was a little scribble or the tiniest amount of work on a wip bc getting a habit going helped my art a Lot beause it helped me spend more time thinking n focusing on it

more specific advice for sai that i found useful- using clipping groups & the preserve opacity functions are both lifesavers in terms of not spending so much time trying to color in the lines. if you color in a base layer you can just put everything above it as a clipping group and just not worry about it anymore. i also really like using the filters (like multiply) to mess around with the colors a drawing has, though sometimes its more effective to just select a layer/individual color and fuck with the hue/saturation/etc until it looks good. when i color, esp when its not turning out how i wanted to, i rely on shifting colors A LOT. n also mixing colors together using a blending brush and then colorpicking the intermediate color. very useful

-for the most part i stick to uncolored pencil doodles on like, notebook paper (even though i have some fancy supplies X[ one day) but i LOVE making things with clay, wish it was more accessible to do at home. i have a handful of clay animal statues and stuff that i made in my ceramics class in high school. would looove to do more

-because my poses tend to be very pushed/cartoony using references of real people isnt always useful (though obv knowing the basics of anatomy always helps) so in those cases ill use other cartoony art i like as inspiration, i try to see what i like about their poses nd emulate that with my own. sometimes when im struggling ill just do a bunch of studies where i copy art i like to try to get a feel for what im missing. mostly ive realized i like when the pose conveys some level of like, volume and taking up a 3D space (which im still definitely not a master of but bullshitting it can be fun). and i also like to have a balance of curved and angular shapes. sometimes i try to just do a pose that conveys a specific emotion or i just make shit up lol

alsooooo i cant reccomend aimless doodling enough! just random shapes, turning the random shapes into creatures, trying and trying and trying different ways to draw something until you like it, i feel like the things my hand makes when i shut my brain off and just scribble can inspire me as well, and i try to emulate whatever i made by chance while doodling. and if your doodles turn out better in traditional i tend to consider using a photo of a drawing as a way to skip the "preliminary sketch" phase nd drawing a rough sketch over that which i then use for my drawing (or just directly color since i draw very fast/lazy...)

[yaboiferalzzz]

< Casual Blog Time > ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚★ ┊ ┊ ★｡ ˚★ Havent posted in a while on tumblr, just been busy gettin distracted by any recent thing takin my interest lately XD

I think I wanna make my own website for funsies >:3 Been seein a lotta recommendations for neocities and readymag! ... Tho it requires coding .... WELP guess thatll be on my bucket list for this year! I was gon learn how to code anyways cuz game development has been on my mind recently, but knowing me - it'll take a while to even grasp how to type on all fingers. I just cant seem to grasp it how yall do this?! —

That, and learning 3d modeling, and alsooo character design, and also reworking my commission services – Cant forget that I gotta focus on animations this summer too since that's what Im taking for college :")

Sigh the perks of being easily interested in everything .... anyways heres some artdump! Im learning to draw on krita cuz my back CANNOT handle drawing on a phone anymore ( P.S I hate the fact Ibispaint SUCKS ASS on pc, like cmon! I aint paying for a software that got busted UIs, but I am happy that I discovered krita bcuz of it )

So happy that I finally got a pc after saving for years!! ͙͘͡★ Im also thinkinggg of joining artfight! I dont know shi about it at first but like turns out its genuinely just a "trade on trade art of ocs" competition?? AND I LOVE IT, I always wanted to share my ocs and have people draw them! Plus I get to draw other people's cool ocs too!

Hopefully I can make all the ref just in time for July, however I AM struggling with the fact that Im too excited for it all (´д｀|||) Im busting out new characters and even sona designs rather than finishing my current oc refs. I haven't even finish my profile on artfight yet cuz I wanna make it look cool for any first impressions.

My current fixation is sonic, so Im making a sonic sona! Cant figure out what specific animal am I, but Im thinking of making it as some kinda weird hybrid. Bcuz Im stubborn! and just wanna let my pen flow! So first was a dog, and then a dilophosaurus, then a ribbon eel, then a robot fish but right noww; the drawinggg I got is sorta givinggg = " Frilled lizard with super fluffy fur thats got rat-pigtails, and a robotic armored forehead aswell as a robotic torso and fish-tail that resembles the theme of a ribbon eel " I got all of that from a headshot doodle mhm mhm

U dont understand how much serotonin I got just by starin at this I love sonic style so much💜I also have like 3 sonic ocs, and lemme just say theres barely any marine animal ocs out there like cmon people lets get the creative juice goin

Anyways, the long lookin boi is "Bites the ribbon eel " with his chao, "Riot". Next is "Saint the sea angel" and her girlfriend, "Phanta the phantom jellyfish"~ I dont have deep lore yet but I always imagine them being runaways settling on a small town beach, goin to arcades, eatin at burger diners, and all that jazz. DEFINETLY gon put them on artfight for sure ^^/

I also have this thing where I used a 3d brush on krita, and its supper good for doing trippy lookin base sketches.

Anyways thats all, welcome to my 1st ever blog time! ~ I was bored but now I gotta sleep.

[fairyfleshprison]

okay so lemme tell you what i think about this card scene (excuse the shitty screenshots i took it through my phone at the computer )

okay so first they compare patrick and daves card. in the scene patricks inner monolgue suggests that the other people prefer daves card but Me Personally - between these two patricks is arguably the better card. his choise of bone white comes of elegant and classy. and his choice of font is the same, its simple, it states it point, its clean, direct. it knows exactly what its trying to accomplish and does it well. 8.6/10

now as for daves card. the choice of white is nearly awful. it looks murky and off. like when you make a piece of paper with recycled paper at the science fair and it turns out kind grey. its like that. its giving sloppy, no attention to detail. and then the font choice on top of it. wayyy too thick. majorly aggresive vibes. its giving resignation letter font. its giving trying to act like hes one of the big dogs but hes just not and its soooo noticeable. like he Needs everyone to think hes that guy instead of him actually Being that guy. however i did like the addition of the diagonal grooves at the back of the card, it Almost makes up for and distracts from the bad colouring. but really that just adds to what i said about him giving all face and no substance vibes. 6/10

Timothys card is cute. very unsuspecting. clean clear font. very plain white, nothing fancy about it. but it also has the grooves on it like Daves. Timothys card is giving. he's been in his position the longest so he has nothing to prove anymore. doesnt need anything extra flashy. as long as his name as at the front nice and clear that in and of itself draws the attention he needs. it commands a simple respect without needing to do it forcefully. id keep this card in my pocket or something to reccomend him. 9/10.

and finally Paul Allens card. guys....im about to say something sooo upsetting but...his card is like Perfect. near perfect cause i dont believe in true perfection but based on his choice of colouring and font this guy definetely does and he thinks He is IT. no grooves in his paper means he doesnt feel the need for all the bells and whistles, like timothy he lets the card speak for it self. like Dave the lettering is thick but not in a way like he just chose the thickest font to show off. its giving "I'M HIM" font. not aggressive as a means to hide his lack of skill and or personal security like dave. but like he knows hes good and he can back that up all on his own. and finally like Patrick its direct and professional. i almost wanna say delicate but its more like its crisp. ths raised lettering almost looks like its gold with a black tint over it so it reeeeally stands out without necessarily being in your face, but it definetely wants you to want it in your face. i like Patrick, i really do but honestly. Paul really does have it in my opinion. im not even gonna give it a rating cause im sad and ashamed i like his card so much😭😭😭

watching american psycho for the first time and im thinking like, i should take skin care routine tips from this guy 👀👀👀

[prtag]

this pokemon direct happened in june, pride month.....coincidence?? i dont think so

[moonlightazriel]

The bet /// Azriel X F!Reader

Summary: "shy az please please please, i dont really care about the story line but im in need of fluffy content. i loooove your work tho sm."

Warnings: None

Word Count: 896

Notes: Finally managed to charge my phone and write something ugh

Main Masterlist

“She smells like roses.”

“She’s wearing her new leathers, they are tighter than the old ones”

“Cassian’s talking to her”

I tried to focus, but every time my shadows would tell me every little detail they could gather of her, they wouldn’t shut up for a second, making incredibly hard to concentrate, like she wasn’t the only thing i could think about already. Cassian had decided that he didn’t want to sparr anymore, so we just sit there, watching as Y/N and Feyre moved around, trying to hit each other.

“I suggest that you stop staring brother, or you will burn a hole in the lady’s body.” Cassian teased and i felt my cheeks getting hotter as Y/N turned her head in our direction for a second, a smirk dancing on her lips as she gave me a wink and turned again to Feyre, just in time to dodge a blow on her face.

“I wasn’t staring.” Cassian’s loud laughter filled the room, he knew i was lying but i didn’t care. Y/N was quite new to the inner circle, joining it after the war against Hybern, her beauty was captivating and she was a formidable warrior.

I was in love with her for quite some time, but every time she was close i would get really nervous and just say a weird thing before leaving the room. She was so confident and extrovert, the complete opposite of myself, and that was intimidating

She easily talked to people and made friends, why would she be interested in me? She was the life of the party, her laughter inspired joy in those around her and her bright eyes were capable of illuminating Velaris alone. She always knew what to say and how to leave me wordless, being flirty with me, leaving me confused.

“What are you up to pretty boy?” Her voice sounded in front of me, focusing on her face, her cheeks were red and she was glistening with sweat, an amused look on her eyes as she looked me up and down. Feyre was in the other side of the ring, drinking water and ready to leave.

“Just relaxing.” I said trying to sound casual, even my shadows were tamed near her, shyly dancing around her feet, she smiled even wider and lowered her body until her face was close to mine, I had to put a lot of effort to keep staring at her eyes, her cleavage just a few inches down, she laughed and shook her head.

“I have a bet for you.”!She got up again and started to walk to where we keep the real weapons, her fingers slowly tracing the blade of her favorite axe, she grabbed the handle, pulling it away from the wall and spinning it like it weighted nothing. “We are going to sparr with real weapons, I bet I can get you on your ass. If I win, you take me on a date, if you win, I take you on a date. What do you say?” She rosed her eyebrow, the axe pointed at me.

“Looks like someone will be paying for my dinner.” I said, getting up while Cassian clapped happily like a child. I got to my sword while she positioned herself in the ring. My shadows started to looking around her, noting her weak spots, her defense and how sharp that axe was.

I stepped in the ring, rising my sword and getting in a attacking position. Firstly we just started to walk around each other, studying the others strategy, her face didn’t revealed anything while she kept her defense up. She then winked at me and her body just disappeared, she moved really fast while she swing her axe at my left flank, spinning to get out of the way, she just started to attack. I dodged some moves easier than others, my mind could only focus on how good of a warrior she was.

I decided to start attacking again, the sound of metal against metal drawing the attention of the rest of the inner circle, that joined Cassian, watching as we fight, she moved like smoke, fluid and fast. My shadows weren't able to keep up with her, they were too slow to inform me, when they whispered about where she was, she already were somewhere else.

My eyes caught sight of her and i twisted the blade in my hand, cutting through the Air and hitting her side, she yelped in surprise and stopped, her left hand grabbing where she was hit, while she fight to catch her breath.

“Do you give up? I'm craving that beef from the restaurant in front of Sidra.” She looked at me, while i assumed a more relaxed position, my arms crossed in my chest and a cocky grin in my face, she just giggled and disappeared again, her shadow surprisingly close as she kicked me off my feet, the blow making me fall on my ass and everyone started laughing, her blade shining in the Sun, dangerously close to my neck.

“Beef does sound good, but i'm thinking about something else Shadowsinger.” She removed her axe away from my body and turned around, walking away. “I will be ready by eight, do not be late, i don't like waiting.”

[starrykitty013]

heyy i was wondering if u could do more avenger and Peter interactions. I would love more Steve and Peter but any thing is fine

Okay so idk if you wanted a drawing or a writing scrap but I made both. Tbh I made the animatic like fresh but the lil story I will attach to this ask is a little scrap from JGLEH that never got in and honestly is pretty bad but whatever here it is, it mostly has Fury but there avengers at the end and I didn’t wanna write a full one shot cuz it’s finals week and I’m already hanging by a thread.

Thank you so much for this ask tho, I hope you have a good day.

So here is the story:

So the kid was an official idiot.

Like now.

At 2:54am.

Parker: i srsly dont need 2 b here

Fury: I didn’t think kids texted like this anymore

Parker: we dont but like i was trying to dull down my gen z around you

Fury: how considerate

Parker: np

Fury got all of 3 minutes of peace before his phone buzzed again and he groaned.

Parker: let me outta this torture!!

Fury didn’t plan on responding as Peter proceeded to send him large paragraph texts about everything that was going on. Apparently he was roomed with Stark

Parker: jokes on them imma patrol

Fury: in Minnasota?

Parker: no in Canada

Fury: you are a little shit. Stop texting me.

Parker: *picture of a random graph chart with no lables*

Fury: what does that even mean?

Parker: find loss

Fury:...

Parker: iz ded meme

Parker: u shod no

Fury: I feel like your language skills are depletling with this conversation.

Parker: english is stupid

Fury sighed and the next text was sort of unexpected.

Parker: are you coming?

It was surprising because A.) Parker never used punctuation and B.) he never asked Fury to come to anything.

Fury: why?

Parker: cant deal with birdbrains rn

Fury was slightly taken aback. Peter often complained about the Avengers, but he never asked anyone to deal with them for him. He was headstrong and stubborn and a general pain in the ass to anyone who had ever known him - as far as Fury was concerned.

But Fury was curious as to what they could possibly do to annoy Peter enough to ask Fury to come up.

Fury:why?

Parker: Im puking

That threw Fury in for a loop. He immediatly pressed buttons on his phone as the call was ringing. Only after Fury did the action that he relized how ‘caring’ it must make him seem. The tone changed to a muffled russling in the background that was obviously Peter.

“Hey.” his voice was hoarse and Fury jumped forward to respond.

“What happened?” Fury asked immediatly earning a soft laugh out of Peter.

“Aww, you do care.”

“I’m asking what happened on the mission Parker. Not about your health issue right now.” Fury said. It was an excuse to make sure Peter was actually okay. There was no way in hell that the Avengers would take care of him and even if Peter could take care of himself, Fury wanted to make sure he wasn’t dying (the kid had a nasty habit of hiding fatal injuries or illlnesses) so he could be assured that Peter would come back to New York to actually take care of himself. “Status report.” he barked.

“I’m not a soldier” Peter reminded and Fury could picture his scrunched nose.

“I don’t give a shit. What’s going on?” Fury said in a stern cold tone.

“Uhm, well as you know it’s currently 3am, everyone is sleeping.” And Fury sighed and face palmed.

“Then how are they being ‘insufferable’?” Fury said in an annoyed tone.

“They were being insufferable.” Peter defended weakly.

“Is the mission going well?” Fury asked.

“Yes.”

“Then, please, tell me why you were texting me at three in the fucking morning Parker.” Fury gritted in the phone.

“... I might be a little...sick.” Peter mumbled and Fury could tell he was embarassed.

“And that’s my problem how?” Fury asked.

“It’s not… I just… didn’t feel good.” Peter said and a meek tone.

“This is the stupidest reason to call me.” Fury said to the boy, he didn’t yell at him though.

“I know.” Peter responded dejectedly.

“I can’t do anything from here. Not without the Avengers knowing and you know that too.”

“I just can’t sleep… and I may have ate too much.” Peter said. “It’s not serious.”

“Then why are we still talking about it?”

“I dunno… This conversation is kinda choppy.” Peter said. “But do you have anything else for me to do. I can’t sleep.” he said again.

“What happened to patrolling Minnasota?” Fury asked and Peter groaned.

“Minnasota is boring! I can’t hear any muggings or assults within a ten block radius!”

“Then play hockey or something.” Fury said and went to his computer to find the mission files. “How much of the mission have you gotten done?”

“About like 76 percent of it. We just gotta bust a werehouse and do a sweep for anybody who might’ve gotten away.” Peter responded. “Cap and Wilson could’ve handled it, you didn’t even need Barton.” suddenly there was a muffled knocking at the presumably bathroom door and it opening as Peter presumably looked up.

“What are you doin’ up?” Barton’s sleep-ridden voice snapped at Peter. Peter had been reletivly quiet but Barton was a spy.

“I’ll call you back.”

And the call hung up.

OoOoO

Peter looked up at Captian America, Falcon and Hawkeye as they had sat him on the bed in the hotel room.

After Clint had found him talking on the phone at 3 in the morning, he felt it nessary to call the rest of the team that was assigned on this useless mission to action.

“You said Fury was on the phone. What did he want?” Steve asked, they were all reasonably still grumpy from getting up at this time of night.

“Oh you know, mission reports and stuff.” Peter said casually. There was no way to admit it was because he had gotten sick and kind of asked to be picked up. It wasn’t even that bad, he’d just eaten too much at dinner. He was mildly nauseous, but nothing to write (or his case text) home about. He didn’t even know why he had texted Fury or told him that he was sick. The man didn’t care, he guessed it was because Fury wouldn’t give him sympathy. “He wanted to know when we’d be done.”

“We just got here.” Steve narrowed his eyes.

“That’s what I said.” Peter then leaped out a window to avoid further questioning