#i generally like drawing bodies/faces and trying to make sure tumblr cant take it down

[fobnsfwdoodles]

Okay then I request top!pete peterick petplay

It is done! 🙌💕

Also, not me forgetting that art legit takes time and my hands are shaking bc I'm so excited to share my work with people who like it 🥹😭

[xuune]

oh wow i haven’t been on tumblr in so long bc mobile is shit but how tf did i forget abt ur art ??? fukcin blows me away wow. any tips on anatomy for a rly bad artist? ik practice, but i get so frustrated when it doesn’t look like what i see in my head :(

yeah lol mobile on tumblr sucks major ass now. i cant even publish drafts on there. and im in the same boat wiht you on anatomy lmao. it might look like i know what im doing, but sometimes not really. maybe im just good at deceiving ppl on the way i draw when its kinda inaccurate 

anyway, i also struggle with never really composing the shit i want, and even i tell myself to go practice anatomy but im never really granted a lot of time in my life, so i gotta make use of whatever i can find whenever i draw.

this post is actually long, so if you just want anatomy resources, you can check these out:

stuff that i made tutorials/tips on: torso/hands/pose

these are all very condensed tutorials/tips, so a lot of this is just collection of stuff that i’ve learned/noticed from others. this might be helpful, but idk man 

here’s a list of other resources for anatomy/any other refs 

this one was mentioned in the list, but its easily looked over: posemaniacs, it has different modes you can try out (timed/casual study), and its good for practicing foundations in anatomy. i paid more attention to this one when i saw a twitter post of it  

bodies in motion is a site you can also use. it has a catalog of images to see people acting something out, and you get to see all the frames of it occurring. even though you’re just looking at images, its still a reference to learn how arms, legs, or torsos move B^) its a good way to pay attention to the smaller details like the various muscles in bodies 

and honestly, check out what other ppl say too. there’s a lot of artists out there who might’ve already wrote some shit that i mentioned or have new info that i never thought about. just type in “anatomy/art tips” into any kind of search bar and you’re sure to find something useful at some point. but main takeaway i really want you to have is to seriously study from life. dont do it based on memory or anything. there’s no other general advice that i can really give besides 1) practice 2) study from life 3) dont stress out and take your time. if you want me to give a specific tip/tutorial on a body part, i can try, but the amount of depth i can give is really based on my own knowledge of it 

now for the 2nd part of this post: 

COMPOSING SHIT OR MAKING STUFF LOOK LIKE WHAT YOU EXPECTED IT TO LOOK LIKE: 

“i get so frustrated when it doesn’t look like what i see in my head :(“

i suck at it, whoever is reading this prob sucks at it (and they secretly know it too) we all gotta start somewhere. you’re kinda asking for composing stuff while also anatomy tips, but its kinda broad, so lemme mention something about composition:

use perspective grids or at least practice using them first. the best way to understand how things are supposed to look is also based around the way you’re trying to see it in, like a certain angle of some sort. here, lemme give an example where i drafted a sketch a lot: 

ok cool, got a pose i want, got the general idea, niiiiiiiiiceee. but i didnt think it was good enough, but i still managed to plan out a pose anyway with that grid on the bottom. it helped me gain a focus on how these characters were supposed to lay down on the ground, but it still wasnt good enough yet. character on top was facing their right instead of the person in front of them, which wasnt what i wanted. 

then i sketched it again. this time the “camera” of the scene was more based around the front of the characters rather than the side, and now the character is looking at the person below them. but wait, it wasnt good enough yet. i didnt like how relaxed their position looked. 

i changed the position of the character to make it seem more convincing that they were pressing hard into the ground and possibly sneering at the person below them. they held dominance over the person simply based on the way theyre positioned in the scene. the way people move suggests a lot about what is happening in the scene and what might be apparent about their character. i was able to make a pose i wanted with the help of a perspective grid, and it really does help at times. use perspective grids to help you out with making anatomy. also, dont forget that what you learn from simply observing how bodies work can help you out with giving clues to how the bodies should look at a certain angle

but am i a master at using perspective grids? no, lol. i always have to make several perspective grids while i draw as a way to convince myself that i really am drawing my shit right. 

some of the resources i listed lean into something related to perspective, so there’s that. there’s definitely tutorials out there to understand how to use perspective grids, so i suggest you search those up too. there’s a program called carapace thats specific for creating perspective grids, but im not sure where the original download site is, but if you want to know what it looks like or where to download it, google is your friend. if you use digital media and your drawing software offers a perspective grid function, then i highly suggest you learn how to use it. 

i wouldnt say that there’s a specific thing you need to learn first (i.e. learning perspective before anatomy), but if you want to just simply learn how to draw anatomy, then go ahead and find whatever you can. if you wanna create some cool ass poses with some interesting perspective shots, then take what you learn from anatomy and apply it to how you practice your perspective shots or vice versa. there’s a lot of variety in what you can do and how you can do it simultaneously with something else to learn something out of it B^) 

[yminie]

realistic drabble series: jung hoseok (m)

pairing: Hoseok x Reader genre/warnings: smut, tiny bit of fluff, characters attempt at Dominant concept. words: 2312 summary: Hoseok is generally very in control when it comes to the bedroom, but you cant help but wonder what it would be like to make him do what you want.

jin. yoongi. hoseok. namjoon. jimin. taehyung. jungkook.

a/n: PART 3 IS HERE! OTHER PARTS ABOVE^ ENJOY!

Hoseok continued to stare up at your stiff form, watching the hesitant way with which you fidgeted your fingers, swapping your weight from foot to foot. He could easily tell how nervous you were, and while the thought of him knowing you so well should have calmed you in some way, it only seemed to make you more nervous. What if you made a complete fool of yourself and he could no longer see you the same way? You didn’t want to consider the possibilities wherein which you could mess everything up, feeling as though if you focused too hard on the negatives, they might just somehow be willed into becoming true.

“You know this was your idea right? We don’t have to do this if you’re not comfortable.” He stroked your outer thighs in an attempt at reassurance. You knew he would eventually console you like this and as much as you appreciated his tenderness, you were determined to follow through with your ideas.

See, late nights browsing the internet while your boyfriend was away on tour left plenty of time for exploration on your part. Endless hours of boredom and an attempted alleviation through tumblr stalking and ¬– not so – shameful reading of more than a couple fanfictions based on your boyfriend and his supposed talents within the bedroom. And on more than one occasion, you found yourself surprised at how well Hoseok’s fans could really read him and his body language through little more than a dance routine.

From as far back as you could remember, the roles with which both yourself and Hoseok had assumed – in seemingly both the sexual and non-sexual aspects of your relationship – had never been up for argument nor submitted for discussion.

From day one it had always been the same – Hoseok was the dominant figure and you were the submissive. And it wasn’t even this way because either of you consciously chose it or wanted it that way; it was just natural to the two of you. Hoseok was the man and you were the woman. Yet you never thought twice or considered a role reversal, until one particular night, a little wine in your system and some –not so little– time spent in that really very curious side of ‘AO3’.

You suspected that the reason the vivid ideas of holding your boyfriend down and making him beg became so secretly arousing to you had a lot to do with the way it seemed so unlike him. Hoseok in the bedroom was no different to how he was on stage, powerful and naturally demanding of your attention. His aura screamed ‘obey me’ and you could never argue with his will – not that you’d ever realistically wanted to.

And up until this moment, with him sitting on the edge of the bed between your legs and carefully reading your expression, you had thought the hardest part would be mentioning your newfound interest to him. Oh, but you were wrong; the hardest part is never talking about it, it’s always the moments when you actually make the idea a reality.

“No, I’m sure. I want to try it at least once, keep things interesting right?” You rested shaky palms on his shoulders and he smiled up at you gently.

“Well, you’re the one running the show. Whenever you’re ready, I’m ready.” You nodded in earnest, widening your legs on either side of his and easing yourself onto his knees, his hands gripping your hips to pull you safely into his lap while you mulled over in your mind all the things you could do. Thinking back on a couple scenarios you’d read about, you tried your best to focus on the important aspects.

Control, something you didn’t normally have with Hoseok, and now all of a sudden, you almost felt you had too much of it you didn’t know where to start.

You chose the simple start and leant in to press your lips to his firmly, pressing against him until his back was flat on the bed. He kissed you back, humming against your lips and sliding his palms up your legs to grip at your waist. Sliding your tongue across his lower lip, you tilted your head further, deepening the kiss and moaning as his hands squeezed you in response. He parted his lips for you, letting your tongue in to caress and you both simultaneously sighed in pleasure.

It didn’t take long though, for Hoseok’s natural instincts to kick in and his hands on your waist dropped to your hips and pressed against your skin, a silent demand for you to move your hips over his growing length. Normally you would obey –and you nearly did– but you quickly realized what he wanted and broke the kiss, both your chests rising and falling rapidly as you gasped for breath. You pushed his hands from your hips and lifted yourself off his lap slightly, pulling his wrists until his hands came together above his head.

You tried your hardest to hold back the pout forming on your lips at the gleam of amusement in his eyes as he looked up at you. He looked entirely too composed and at ease beneath you, far more than you’d like anyway, and you glared at the tilt of a smirk at the corner of his mouth.

“Will you behave or should I perhaps tie you to the headboard so you cant move at all?” He didn’t try to hide the smile growing across his face, shrugging his shoulders slightly with a muffled chuckle.

“Whatever you want princess.” You tutted at his cheekiness, thinking for a moment as you glared down at him. Your frustration fed your confidence however, and you grabbed his shoulders to drag him up until you had enough room for what you wanted.

“Hands behind your back.” He did as he was told, twisting his arms back and pressing his palms together. In a flash your hands were on him again, pushing him back and forcing him to lay on his arms. “Too uncomfortable?” He shook his head silently, shuffling a little to fix his arm placement and you smiled softly, stroking his cheek gently. “Good boy.”

His glare made you giggle and you shuffled back to sit on his thighs, stripping your shorts off before starting on his jeans, only bothering to push his shirt up to his collarbones. Leaning down, you press kisses to his sternum; following the pattern of his ribs down his side until you reached his hipbone.

Drawing the soft skin between your lips you sucked until little purple bruises appeared, grinning against his skin each time his hips would jerk at a particularly hard nip, and by the time you’d undone his jeans and dragged them down far enough to grip his length through his boxers he was positively restless. He was not used to teasing of any kind, always getting what he wanted from you with a snap of his fingers, and it made you feel oddly proud to see him falling apart even just a little under your lips.

He couldn’t control the automatic twitch pushing his hips up to meet your hand, head tilting back in a delicious display of his jaw line and you almost wish you were up there to press kisses to the veins peeking through beneath his skin but the way he grunted at the nips of your teeth just above the little patch of curls decorating the skin beneath his growing length reminded you exactly why you were down there.

Sliding his boxers the rest of the way down his thighs, you gazed up at his toned abdomen in admiration as you took his freed length into your hand and started to pump from base to tip with no hesitation. He hissed at the sudden pleasure, letting his hips undulate to meet you, but that wasn’t good enough. He was still trying to control the pace, and you had to remind him that he wasn’t in charge right now.

Almost harshly, you tugged your hand away, letting the lightly weeping tip graze your palm roughly before it lands back on his stomach. His chin shot down until he made eye contact with you, eyes dark and piercing while he glared at you in discontent. You were pushing his buttons and you weren’t entirely sure where his limits ended, but you were definitely excited to find out.

“You move far too much, if you can’t control yourself I’ll be forced to punish you.” His scoffed under his breath and you felt your eyes narrow. In a moment of retaliation, you leant forward with both hands on his hips and used your body weight to hold him down, quickly dipping your head to shove him as far down your throat as you could take. He choked on the deep inhalation of breath you triggered and coughed through his groans, forced to stay in place by your firm hold on him.

You held yourself there until you were compelled to pull back, choosing to pull away completely and let his now swollen and bright pink length slap back onto his stomach. He whined pitifully at the loss of contact and you swatted his inner thighs sharply with just the ends of your hands, grinning at the way he hissed and wriggled to escape the small burns of punishment.

“You’re a brat, you don’t deserve my mouth.” He controlled his reaction better this time, a slight downturn of his lips and the veins in his neck standing out as he continued to stare down at you. “You don’t deserve any part of me at all actually.”

Sliding your panties down your legs, you shuffled up the bed until you straddled his chest, legs just outside his arms, and you could see the way his biceps and pectoral muscles tensed with his own attempt at restraining himself from touching you. Lifting the hem of the oversized t-shirt you’d opted to wear up your body, you pulled it over your head and dropped it on his face, the fabric blocking his vision.

By the time he managed to shake his head free from the obstacle, your fingers were already wet and stroking against your heat, using the moisture escaping your entrance to coat your clit and make it easier to wind little circles around the sensitive bud. His head bounced as it hit the bed, eyes instantly lidded and lower lip caught between his teeth. Your breathing was labored, the teasing you put him through had effected you too, and you were always ready when it came to Hoseok.

“You can’t be serious, princess.” He groaned, eyes squeezing shut momentarily to gather himself before he opened them again. “You really expect me to lay here and watch you but not touch? You’re crazy.”

You ignored his words, fastening the pace with which you rubbed your clit, tilting your hips forward to give him an even better view, and you clenched around emptiness at the way he swore under his breath. You felt him move beneath you and tightened your legs around his shoulders, holding him in place as best you could with your eyes squeezed shut and fingertips flicking brutally across your clit.

Your orgasm was quickly building, and while you could cum like this easily, the emptiness inside you yearned for something to fill you up as well. You gave in to yourself with a light sigh, two fingers running down between your folds to smoothly slide inside, and you moaned airily, head thrown back and hips rocking to meet the thrusts of your fingers. You were so close, core gripping your fingers tightly and wetness dripping down your hand, and yet in the midst of your pleasure you had forgotten exactly where you were and why you were there.

Your back hit the mattress before you realized Hoseok had moved you, his strong arms hooked through your legs to spread you wide before him. Ripping your fingers from you he quickly replaced them with his own, lips closing around your throbbing clit and instantly setting a punishing pace. His fingers were so much better than your own, thicker and longer and so much more skilled at finding that special little place inside you to make your head spin and toes curl.

Your orgasm rushed up on you out of nowhere, body flushing a light pink as you muffled your screams with your hands; unable to move with the way he held you down and bent you in half. He controlled every aspect of your orgasm and you were dazed by the time he pulled away to lean over you and slide his hard length deep into you, finally.

You were whimpering in oversensitivity, body shuddering and nails digging into his waist as he drove his hips into yours without mercy. Your orgasm quickly rolled into another, dripping core gripping him tightly and drawing his orgasm closer steadily. His hips faltered and he growled into your neck, teeth clamping down on your neck as he filled you up with a deep grunt, hips jerking and pushing to fill the deepest of places within you.

He pulled out shortly after, landing beside you with a huff, and you gazed at the ceiling in a haze, breath heaving as you attempted to slow your heartbeat and relax your muscles. Tucking himself around you, he pulled you into his chest with a sigh, pressing a kiss to your shoulder as he stroked your hair.

“I was meant to be in control.” He could hear the pout in your voice and it drew a laugh from him, his chest vibrating against your back. He rubbed your arms soothingly, massaging down your waist to your thighs as he smiled into your hair.

“Next time baby.” You laughed with him.

“Liar.”