#he has such nice dark colors *~*

[da-janela-lateral]

"Mob has black eyes" "Mob has red eyes" listen What If

[suntails]

mwah 💋

[bizlybebo]

having a normal one tonight

[whos-hotter-jjba]

Hottest JJBA Outfit Bracket - Round 4 Match 4

[skitskatdacat63]

2009 British Grand Prix - Sebastian Vettel(ft. Mark Webber & Rubens Barrichello)

[recallback-art]

Day 18: Swap

Been thinking about these AU's lately, so here's doodles of a roleswap with Takuya and Masaru! Masaru not pictured, on account of being...

[quilldesignz]

Honestly not sure where on the scale of cyborg to human @redwinterroses and @darkleweather 's cyberpunk au falls, but I kinda had fun with the varying levels of cyberware.

I think this is the first time I've ever drawn skizz. I had to resist the urge to give him a dog nose.

[bluegarners]

pushing my bruce wayne has gray eyes agenda

[diaryofamadsunwukongfan]

Sage Ayana

Race: Human

Nationality: Atlas (Areia colony)

Ethnicity: Mixed Vacun & Mistrali

Weapon: Pilgrim

Gender: Man

Sexuality: Aromantic pansexual

Starting Age: 17

Birthday: Spring 1st

Aura Color: Green

Handedness: Right

Complexion: Dark brown

Eye Color: Red

Semblance: Remedy (Every time Sage's Aura shield takes damage, Sage's semblance converts the damage into a secondary Aura reserve called Mood. Sage can use his Mood to heal his body or to recharge his Aura shields immediately, which looks like green leaves wrapping around his body.)

Occupation: Haven student, Junior Detective, Boy band drummer

Previous Occuppation: Sanctum Regional Tournament player (2nd place ten times)

"And the winner is, Sage Ayana of Areia city!" the host announced to the crowd. The hundreds of people in the crowd went wild. Hundreds of them chanting, screaming, Sage's name. He could reasonably assume that almost everyone from his home was watching, cheering for him too. It wasn't good enough.

Sage headed to the locker room. He sat down and began checking his weapon for damages, even though last match only lasted about 7 minutes. That was when she came in. "Good afternoon, Sage Ayana."

Quiet.

"Good afternoon, Pyrrha Nikos." Sage said back to the armored redhead. "It seems we will be going up against each other in the finals again." Pyrrha stated.

Silence.

Pyrrha started again, "How many times have we faced each other like this?"

"Ten times, in a row. I lost every single match."

"Don't sell yourself so short! It's an accomplishment to make it to the finals consistently."

"Stop." Sage commanded.

Pause.

"... Pyrrha," Sage looked her in the eyes for the first time she entered the room, "you know what it's like for people like us. We don't represent ourselves, we represent our towns. And each time I lose here... forget it. I shouldn't have said that." Sage then turned his back again.

Pyrrha walked in front of Sage. "I apologize if my skill in combat has upset you," Pyrrha said, "but being the best comes with a price."

"That's easy for you to say-"

"It's not!" Pyrrha shouted. "... I know Areia is... unfavorably compared to Argus by Atlesians. But know that I, nor anyone else in Argus, view your city that way. We are equals. And it is an honor to earn second place as many times as you did even if you don't see it that way, friend." Pyrrha then reached out her hand to Sage.

For a moment, Sage considered taking her hand. Forgetting about his duties, his discipline, his fidelity to his parent's teachings of strength.

"We are not friends, Pyrrha Nikos." Sage stared her in the eye.

"... very well then, Sage Ayana. Eternal rivals, then." Pyrrha sadly stated.

"...ladies and gentlemen, are you ready for the finale!!!" The host screamed so loud it could be heard inside the locker room.

Sage and Pyrrha got up and walked to the door, waiting for it to automatically open.

"May the best fighter win" Pyrrha hummed.

"I won't lose this time." Sage stated to her.

"You have said that ten times before." Pyrrha coldly stated back.

For a moment, Sage's mouth turned into a frown, but he corrected his face. He must always correct himself, always strive to be perfect... still not good enough.

[szilverer]

trying to figure out some ways to tweak my traditional stuff digitally without outright redrawing everything + brainstorming different manners rei wears their cowl without looking like a master cosplayer

(don't tell anyone, but they find it comfy to have fabric on their face. it was how they first woke up and to this day its how they like to sleep)

one of the consequences of violently smashing their skull in that one time is that their sight was never quite the same afterwards-- reisz thought it would give out eventually and tried to become less reliant on their vision, which felt easier to do in parabola, so they started to show up to work with their face covered up as well.

didnt take long for them to get their cryptid-like epithet after that.

[waitingforsecretsouls]

While I’m talking asoiaf dragons, Shrykos’ (Prince Jaehaerys’ she-dragon) name seems to have been heavily inspired by the Shrykes, the green-scaled lizard-men of far eastern Essos (literally only one letter of difference). Which also tracks with the one scene we have where Jaehaerys appears (no, I’m not counting his death-scene), which consists of Viserys telling him and his siblings a fictional tale about Jaehaerys I battling fantastical creatures beyond the wall. I therefore conclude that she likely had green-scales as her base-colour. As well as that Jaehaerys was plugged into all kinds of tales and legends about even far-away places.

[caracello]

OK. pride theme achieved +).

[bitchfitch]

normally i have a pretty easy time with first drafts of Characters. but i fucking hate Gier's now that I'm not exhausted and a Teensy bit off my shits, and I'm not even going to post the first draft of Maalik's bc they came out so bad.

I'm going to give them both another shot tonight tho and i might just ditch full body designs and figure out their faces first.

[lock-my-feelings-in-a-jar]

[whos-hotter-jjba]

Hottest JJBA Outfit Bracket - Round 1 Match 42

[sunnixsunshine]

Am I still salty that in the 4 years I had submitted artwork into my hometown's county fair the same exact drawing of still life tools done in graphite ALWAYS won? YES BECAUSE ITS BULLSHIT, I HAD CLASSMATES WHO POURED THEIR WHOLE BEING INTO THAT PORTRAIT OF THEIR MOM OR THE CAR OR LITERALLY ANYTHING ELSE BUT THE TOOLS ALWAYS FUCKING WON

Like I always understood that the judges were looking for composition and values and blah blah blah fuck you a bunch of high schools who are actually dedicated to their hobby/potential future occupation just want creative freedom and recognition BUT NOOOOOOO YOU GIVE IT THE THE FUCKING TOOOOOOOOLS

Fuck you, my friend deserved the win, he drew a fantastic self portrait with prima color pencils man ToT