#hey hi im not dead ovo

[kiki-kit]

What's your opinion on Vector lines, lines that you can move around and adjust after drawing? I'm an artist too, but I can't draw smooth lines at all, so I use it to get the lines I want. But I feel like I'm not actually improving by using it, or that I'm cheating.

first and foremost, to get it out of the way, theres no way to “cheat” art. you just cant. using the tools available around you to help you create isnt “cheating”, the whole purpose of art is simply creative expression, making something out of nothing with anything (and this applies to all forms of art: writing, music, sculpting, ect.). you physically cannot cheat something youve genuinely created, the only way to “cheat” is to just straight up steal from other artists. loads of people draw using vectors, and i mean loads. both professional and hobbyist alike. professional storyboard artists and animators that use either flash or storyboard pro/toonboom draw in vectors. theres a lot of profressional illustrators that use vectors to create entire pieces. theres a good chance that any kind of professional-grade logo youve seen was done using vectors. hell the curve and line tools in mspaint are technically vectors, very simplistic vectors but vectors nonetheless. 

ive used vectors before in the past, mostly when i didnt have a tablet to work with granted, but i know my basics around illustrator, and if a program has the capability of using vectors and paths/guides, ive taught myself the basics of using those as well. most recently i was using vectors to help create the sprites i made for the dating sim, and i used a lot of guides to help me get through the comic a lot faster as well so that i didnt waste so much time tryin to freehand all those circles, chubby cheeks, and long hair. (long and specific curves especially are an absolute nightmare for me)

if you like using vectors to create your line work, then by all means, keep using vectors! theres no issue with it. if you want to improve upon your steadiness when it comes to freehand drawing then theres exercises you can practice! you can also work with stabilizers if the program your using has them to get a better feel of actually drawing the line(i drew with heavy stabilizers for years before i started moving to lower levels of it, and even now i still draw with a stabilizer, but i have far more confidence and can even manage for a while without it even though my traditional pen to paper work is still very shaky) it should also be stated tho that theres also a lot of people who “sketch” their line art using lots of short strokes to get the job done or they just straight up clean and refine the sketch they already had

theres lots of ways to draw line art, just like theres lots of ways to draw, and theres no wrong way to do it, so you keep doin you buddy and dont sweat the small stuff, just enjoy it! o/

[strippersrevenge]

It had been a little over two weeks since the back to back incidents between Derrek and his mother. 

After everything calmed down, and she did her much needed research on how to make sure the evidence of his mothers attack left no mark. After cleaning up the mess his mother made and going back upstairs to stash the money he threw at her feet like she tried to do often, because one day she knew she would own her salon and she didn’t want to have to struggle to keep it on its feet once Derrek realized she had real potential. So she skimped and saved and did all she can for her little emergency fund for her dream. But thats all it was, a dream fund because she was already on edge.

Ever since that day she had been keeping quiet about it and waiting on him hand and foot. She only spoke when spoken to, did everything she was asked, and dressed how he loved. She was even just leaving from hanging with those uppity chatty bitches she hated so much just to please him, to show him she was sorry. 

Walking down the street just clearing my head to get ready and go home to cook when she heard someone calling her by her name.

Looking up she saw one of the many people on her list that she didn’t want to see, one of Derrek’s friends.

“Whats good, for a second I wasn’t sure if that was your name.”

Trying to keep up the pretenses, she decided to stay in role and to make sure whatever image Derrek gave him of their relationship, that she kept. 

“Oh hello, Mr......i’m sorry what was it again? Derrek has so many great connections its hard to keep up with them all.” I said making sure i sprinkled in enough ass kissery to make this faceless idiot feel special. 

“Oh nah you good. But call me Evan.” he said as he stopped in front of her.

“Oh thats right, Mr. Evan, I am so sorry about that what can I do for....” she started before she was interrupted. 

“Oh nah ma, just Evan.” he said giving her a smirk she assumed worked on a flock of other bitches, but made her cringe inwardly. 

“Okay Mr....I mean just Evan.” I said adding a bit of ice into my tone. “What can I help you with today?”

“Oh nothing, I just saw you walking and thought I just stop you and have a conversation.” he said looking her up and down, “you seem to like white huh?” he asked as he roamed her body with his eyes.

Clenching her fist behind her back she forced a smiled. 

“Yea, I like the way it looks with my skintone.” 

“Yea, that nice smooth skin does look nice in it.” he said reaching out his hand to touch her when she uncontinuously jerked her shoulder away and tried to play it off.

“So, did you need me to tell Derrek you were looking for him, or tell him hi for you?” I asked realizing he was wearing the same heavy ass jacket as last time.

“Nah, I was just trying to holla at you real quick.” he said folding his arms obviously insulted that she wouldnt let him touch her.

“Oh I see, Well then nice to see you again, but I must be......” she said before she was interrupted. 

“Wooh, ‘hole up ma, whats the rush?”

“Well I must get home to cook for dinner to night so......” she started before being interrupted yet again, making her wanted to go the fuck off.

“Oh, you cook too ma? Shit, what you making tonight?”

“I haven’t made up my mind yet.” she said quickly feeling her ditsy docile image shattering with frustration.

“Man if you were my girl, I’d take you out every night, I wouldn’t let my girl even break a sweat let alone a nail.”

“Well thats nice, but I actually like to cook.”

“Oh I guess, but how bout I treat you to dinner first, then you can go home.”

“I’m not interested.” she said finally just not giving a fuck, and getting to the point.

“Yo, you aint gotta act like that, a nigga just tryna wine and dine your stuck up ass!” he hollered taking her aback, and taking her out her damn character. 

“Why the fuck you tryna wine and dine some other nigga fiance my guy?! I said I wasn’t interested!” she said snapping back.

“Aye, you better lower yo tone thotting ass bitch! Ya’ll stuck up bitches love to be mad flippant at the mouth.”

“Says the dusty broke ass bitch tryna call me the fuck out my name! How bout instead of tryna impress a bitch like all she use to is eating at burger joints and fuck in theaters, that you take the time to actually wash that raggedy ass ovo hoodie and expand your fucking brands you low budget ass wanna be hood nigga!” she snapped getting real tired of niggas treating her crazy.

“Hoe who is........”

“NIGGA LOOK BOTH WAYS BEFORE YOU TRY TO EVER IN YOUR LIFE CROSS ME AGAIN! NOW GO GET YA HEAD OUT YA ASS, LEARN HOW TO FUCKING DRESS, AND GO FIND YOU SOME RANDOM HOOD BITCH WHO ACTUALLY IMPRESSED WITH YOUR NICKLE AND DIME ASS MONEY YOU BUM ASS BITCH!!” she said flipping him off and walking away looking dumb.

................................................................................................................................

Putting the lasagna in the pan holder she heard the front door open and slam.

“Hey baby, I’m almost done I just have to finish the salad and bake the bread and everything should be done.” she said not looking up as she looked for a bowl in the bottom cabinet.

“Would you like a something to drink?” she asked as she washed the bowl out and went to grab the salad.

When she didn’t get a response she looked back.

Not seeing anyone there she called out to him again.

“Derrek baby, is that you?” she asked reaching into the drawer for a knife just to be safe.

As soon as she heard foot steps approaching quickly she looked back one hand in the drawer ready to protect herself when one of the decor pieces from their hallway flew past her face, barely missing her, and breaking on the wall behind her.

Before she could get a scream in Derrek started going off.

“BITCH WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU REALLY SMELLING YOURSELF HUH?!”

“Wha....baby whats wrong?”

“SO YOU JUST OUT HERE BASICALLY THROWING YOURSELF AT NIGGAS, AND NOT JUST ANY NIGGA BUT ONE OF MY CLIENTS?!”

Standing there looking shocked she just stared at him.

“Baby thats not even what happened!” she screamed.

“WHO YOU RASING YOUR VOICE AT?!”

“You know what Derrek! No! Im talking to you! You dead ass think I would talk to one of your fucking clients?! He walked up to me and I kept things mad professional, and when I shut him down he got in his damn feelings and now he got you coming in here hollering at me!”

Watching her words set in and his aggravation still skyrocketing.

“You know what...” he said before calmly walking up to her and making her take an unconscious step back which pissed him off more.

“YO ASS REALLY THINK YOU FINE AS FUCK! YOU THINK JUST CAUSE, THAT YOU CAN TALK TO MY CLIENTS RECKLESS AND LOUD TALK ME?!” he said reaching out for her which made her stumble back away from him.

“I...I....” she stumbled out which she could tell really pissed him off more.

“You know what, I don’t even wanna see your fucking face right now, Im going out, be sleep when I get home!” he said turning on his heel and walking off.

“But what about dinner Derrek!”

“Nah fuck you and that dinner bitch! And clean up that damn glass off the floor!” he said pointing at the newly broken decor piece before storming off and slamming the door as he left.

For a while she just stood there looking shocked, ‘why the fuck did she have to deal with this shit?!’ she thought as she picked up the shattered glass and tossed it out, mad cause it was one of her favorites.

Looking back at the food forgotten on the counter, she put her head in her hands and sighed. Sliding down the cabinet she groaned out loud.

She was at her wits end, at this point she was really close to just letting herself be selfish and just leaving. The servitude and the disrespect from his mother was all done out of her love for him, but his new thing of charging her was starting to scare her. Not even counting the fact that he could have seriously hurt her by throwing fucking glass at her, she just couldn’t. 

Bad day or not, there was nothing but this ring holding her to him, and maybe before he decided to escalate his frustrations it was time for her to get out. 

[sxngre-blog]

what do you headcanon about mccree's parents? ovo

Ask me about my muse!! || Accepting

SLAPS MY HANDS TOGETHER AND RUBS THEM UNTIL THEY START A FIRE.

hey whats up so uh. not to be a normie sadstuck story but ive always hc’d his parents as dead. like mostly always been dead. died when he was young etc etc BUT… he lived with his grandma for like, all his growing up. so its not really a Sad Story bc Jesse was so young he just didn’t know his parents to begin with, he fucking loved his grandma and she fucking loved him too.

she was this very very fun and bright figure in his life, she’d very staunchly insist on only speaking spanish within the home so that’s what jesse grew up speaking first, she taught him how to make his favourite foods though he’s still not all that good, he got his love of candles from her, she made his ‘original’ serape for him. She’s still around, still in that same old tiny house as before, and jesse fusses over her constantly and he regrets a lot of what he’d done to her (towards the end of his time living with her he acted out a lot, got in trouble, ran out when he joined deadlock, basically lost contact with her for ages), but he knows its safer if he keeps contact minimum

idk if im making it ~*canon*~ for this acct or if im going to make it so that all contact is cut but ive talked about him visiting her anyways and she still calls him by his birth name and he loves it (but it also means he only ever visits by himself), he towers over her now, and spends his visits taking care of small things around the house and eating WAY too much food, and he just wants to make sure to visit when he can even though that’s excessively rare.