#i have serious artblock sorry

[alienlover23]

i think their ship name would be cheeseburger

[martinsorbit]

medical malpractice is not allowed in the daycare ig

I have a serious case of The Artblock so all I have to offer rn is this half-baked comic, sorry; So I made this because the fact that there's just a hammer and a bow saw in the first aid/medical attention level fucking BAFFLES ME

like theres probably a medical use to them, but idk, Fazco barely having the care to explain how to properly/correctly use these tools and what they are for and making you use the "relaxation" mask cuz u fucked up just makes my head explode. ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE FUCKING RELAXATION MASK. I dont think regular staff is qualified to do this but idk man im an artist not a doctor

[igotthis-egg]

Sorry for my post spam lol, but I’m finally on this app after like a year and I have a lot of art to share! Here’s my boy Deku (vigilante edition) because that arc was honestly one of my favorites. Will never get tired of how cool he is! Love his serious, worn-out side of him. This was a lot of fun, and honestly this piece was the very thing that I needed to get out of artblock. Obessions with a fandom will never fail me creativity wise I guess LOL.

[tsams-au-confessions]

So, I have this AU of which I kind of gave up on. Well, not really, it’s just artblock hitting hard.

So, it’s called Cannibal Eclipse AU or just LOCKUP AU. I’m still working on the lore so bear with me. So, basically, it’s just Eclipse turning into a cannibal sometime in August 2034. He killed Lunar, BM1, Dazzle and Earth and wounded both BM2 and Sun. Due to the fact that Eclipse was mostly aggressive and looking out to attack them at this time, Sun and Moon both agreed to made a shelter for themselves, soon after accompanied by BM2.

Because of witnessing his twin die right before his eyes, BM2 essentially fell into depression while working with the others. BM2 is in charge of weaponry in the base, Moon is mainly in charge of construction of the base, and Sun helps build. He’s also a medic for when the others get injured. They will occasionally take turns watching guard and going out to collect resources from their home or from the Pizzaplex (FNAF SB, which got burnt down by Eclipse in this au a bit before September 2034 this au).

Through these tough times, they stay cautious and tend to be more serious. BM2 learns to trust the others more over time, and Sun tries to attempt to get along with him as well alongside Moon. BM2, at the beginning of Eclipse’s spree (after his brother died), didn’t want to trust anyone, but he didn’t really have a choice because he had nowhere else to go or no one else to rely on. In addition, Eclipse is very much dangerous.

This whole AU in its entirety is confusing, along with the characters relationships as the story progresses and before the whole incident. Just some details- Eclipse burned down the Pizzaplex and Sun and Moon’s home. Most of the other characters are missing or just not there at all because of the difference in how the story progressed: there is no Nexus, Dark Sun, or Ruin (for now). The creator is missing for all they know and same goes for most of the other animatronics that (probably) did not die by Eclipse’s hands.

Sorry this is so confusing, I’m half asleep right now. Have a good day/night!

-Kin

It's not confusing for me ^^ not THAT confusing. From my POV, it's a W.I.P!

[blade-that-was-broken]

i love your trollsona’s colours. shades of browns can be so pretty if u use them right

Ahhh thank you!!

I just kind of guessed with the colors, honestly cause I did it in like fifteen minutes just because I had the slight urge (which is good cause I’ve been in a serious artblock for over a month) but I figured what’s the point of writing for Trolls and having a horse if you don’t mix the two?

So it just kind of exploded from there. I love both green and purple (not together) but I had to choose one and I decided to go with purple cause boyyyyy that color looks good on horses lemme tell ya.

It’s also the one time I can draw my hair being fluffy and it make sense cause trolls have big hair.

Also bay horses >

I’m sorry they might be a common color but they are all different and they are STUNNING and that is not just my bias showing.

[anoyedartist]

Sorry for disappearing off the face of the internet, I've been on a meds break and suffered some serious artblock.

I saw something that said drawing random images can help with artblock so I tried that and I recommend this to everyone. Its so fun!

I have included the original images as well as my version, in case anyone else wants to give this a try :)

[azuresixlets]

🍼 and 💎 and laybe 👑!?? whichever ones you want !!

I've got very bad artblock so I couldn't draw for all of these u.u thanks for sending this!!

🍼 BABY BOTTLE - what are their thoughts on children?

DJ: I think kids are cool. They just walk up to me often cause I'm their height. So I talk to kids more often than I plan to. They're funny.

Yoshi: I agree, kids are hilarious. I don't talk to kids much these days, but I like learning about what kids are up to lately!

DD: kids are so funny. I do want to fight them sometimes. Not in a serious way, but in the way where you wanna toss a kid in the air. Like a playful way.

Ghoul: I like kids well enough. My youngest siblings is 16 years younger than me, so I babysit often. I'm used to kids.

Ace: I don't know of I'm good with kids, I always feel a little awkward around them. I don't mind them though...

Ghoul: do any of you want to have kids someday?

Yoshi: yes!

Dj: no.

Yoshi: ...

DJ:...

Yoshi: well maybe n-

DJ: I'm open to being persuaded. uh. Later in life.

DD, Ace, and Ghoul: 😐😐😐🙄

DD: maybe someday! Way too young for kids now but I can see myself having a kid or two.

Ace: omg me too babe 😳😳😳

DD: omg 😳😳😳

Ace: how about you Ghoul?

Ghoul: No. I am not built to be a parent.

-

💎 DIAMOND - how rich are they? can they live the lifestyle they want to?

DJ is rich. he is a B-list celebrity and comes from a billionaire family. His friends use him for his cash and he accepts and encourages it. Even though DJ only has an allowance (he doesn't control any of his family's finances). They live pretty ok lives!

-

👑 CROWN - what does your oc want to be remembered as? why?

DD: I want to be known for the weapons I make and my stunning armory. Or I want something I make to be used to kill an important guy.

Ace: I want to be known as someone who imported the lives of everyone around me. Also if people remember me as handsome and fashionable I'd love that.

DJ: I just want people to remember my music. Not my family, not my money. Just my music.

Yoshi: I just want to be remembered as a fun and nice guy who tried his best to help others!

Ghoul: Aw, you took mine...

Yoshi: Sorry, I'll change it! I want to be remembered as the guy who scammed millions of dollars out of DJ.

Ace: I also want to be known as the guy who helped Yoshi do that.

[spade-snax]

Alright, follow-up post to the "ooooo serious post" I made earlier. You can tell I wasn't really feeling too well when I made it appear ten times more serious than it really is. My apologies, I was overthinking things again.

But my point stands, it is more serious than more things and I need to step my foot down and listen to my needs. (And all the other things around me. Oh, here's a quick sorry again if this is written way worse than my previous post, I woke up a while ago and I haven't been able to stop thinking about this since I went to sleep.)

What I want to talk about first is the name for the AU, being "Cingesnax". I haven't chosen the name myself, it popped up suddenly and people began using it/recognizing the AU as such and so I began tagging my reblogs and posts using the name. However to myself I still just call it "Shadow Filbo AU"

I'm not naming names, and you probably know who I am talking about but for a while there was an user who felt quite hurt by the use of "Cringe" in the name. I don't really like the name either, but I don't mind it as much.

I hammer it in often, which I am sure everyone knows and respects but - this AU is NOT meant for any harassment or making fun out of things. It's purely lighthearted fun and shitposting. It's tributing those things. To me these characters are based on me and my childhood which I poke fun at.

I can see why someone would feel hurt or targeted by the use of the word cringe around these things, considering how it's been used/overused to harm people.

I feel like I had to address this because I do not want to feel like anyone is targeted because of my creation. There won't always be people who like it, yes - but as the creator I feel liek I need to take some respolsibility here. And seeing people ahrmed is the last thing I want, really.

(The person does understand now though, they've replied to me and they're fine, so that's good, but I wonder if there's people who feel upset and haven't spoken up. I mean, that's their thing, they can just block the tag, which is why I overtag my things wich character names and such if you just don't want to see them for any reasons, especially triggers.)

I am still overthinking this and making this more serious, sure. And I KNOW not everyone will read and agree to this, but a simple solution to stop people from coming to conclusions would be figuring out a new name, or just me hammering it in even more as the og creator of this whole thing that it is lighthearted fun.

(Hell, a lot of the things being "made fun of" in this AU I genuinely like or are still a part of. Like Furry Gramble - I am a furry myself, and as I've said many times before he is heavily based on me when I was a younger, way more edgy furry kid.)

But that isn't the main and only reason why I am here and I am just overexplaining myself and making things appear way worse than they are. It's just me overthinking, really - but I still feel like letting everyone know and be responsible is important. Just a lil' reminder, a bop on the head if you will. Nothing too bad, but I fear nobody will read it if I'm not serious in the slightest.

Anyways, onto the other thing, being how this affected me as a peson. I absolutely LOVE seeing everyone's involvement and creations! I'm so very glad my creation brings joy to so many people, not only me and my friends. That it brings us together to just have fun, bond, and create. As said to me before, the fandom hasn't had anything like this before so I believe Shadow Filbo is important in that regard.

I'm still just a person and I want to talk about my work and interests to other people. Like people, you know. But I've also made it as an effort as a creator of a thing to respond to all the fanart I get, and just help people's work get out there. Same with OCs and all other creations within the AU. It all deserves to be seen, you're a great artist. And it makes me really happy to see people happy themselves when I respond to their work.

And even if the amount of stuff I've been getting daily has slowed down, it's still quite overwhelming to me sometimes. It feels like a chore sometimes and I don't wanna force a "YOOO ADSJDFEWRGREWGBRSTH" reaction onto everything because it's not always so genuine. I love seeing all the work but I won't have the excitement if reblogging it and putting in all the tags feels like a chore to me.

I want all this to be genuine and I've been feeling drained. It's absolutely amazing and I am glad that I had the chance and luck to have my work well-knowna nd noticed within a small community to be recognized even by the CREATORS of the thing I am hyperfixating on. But at the same time I feel responsible for a lot of stuff, and the effort I've made to be interactive is quite draining, as I've stated before.

It's taking a bit of a toll on me, and getting more stuff to respond to is like - dishes in the sink piling up into a bigger pile. I genuinely love all of this, but I'm just tired. I need a little break from responding to all of this... Just all the attention and stuff is making me socially exhausted. Definitely the fact I'm a massive introvert and my ADHD kicking in veery nicely. /s

I'm probably going to only reblog stuff involving my characters for the AU and Shadow Filbo himself - and any discussion in regards to the AU. Not someone else's art and OCs for the AU. There's a lot of it. Anyways, I'm starting to lag a little bit with how long this is getting. Yes, my computer is just that weak.

I'm already loosing track of what I've said but, yeah.

This AU has been great, I love it. I love you guys. I am happy for all the cool new people I've met, even if we aren't exactly friends. It's taken a bit of a toll on me and I'll do my best to take care of myself and just - not let it take effect on me. And I hope we can keep this place as accepting and inviting as it can be. Even if it takes changing the name etc. Though i know I cannot change individual folk's opinions.

Yeah, this is realy long now and I am getting double thoughts on this - and I have a test in 20 minutes so I am not sure how active I can be with this, but I doubt I'll be getting many responses yet considering it's 3 or so AM in the US. (9:50 AM here)

Cya guys, take care too. I'll upload a doodle I did yesterday as a little comfort thing after this :)

I hope I can get back onto working on OCs too, and just kinda sit down without artblock or executive dysfunction. Buh-bye now

(Also, sorry this is written in weird blocks/paragraphs, I'm doing this so it's easy on *my* eyes.)

[cottoncandyjester]

Your blog is an absolute delight to browse through <33333

I adore your OCs. They all have their individual quirks and seeing you write them is a treat.

If you are accepting requests, I was wondering if you could do some reverse comfort for your OCs? Where they're not having a good day and their s/o comforts them.

I love yandere content but I am still a sucker for that good wholesome stuff :).

I absolutely love this

Also Was unsure if I should add salem in this cause a lot of people sent hate about him since i Introduced him cause he's disgusting but i did add him cause I love him and he needs love and support

Story contains: some angst, talk of self harm, fluffy fluff, soft boys

Theodore

You've never seen theo angry ever since you two got together but today he seemed to be stressed out, he was studying for a test and from the sounds of it he was going crazy. You walked towards the room only to hear a loud crash which made you jump and you rushed in

Theo had thrown his glasses across the room now sitting in the chair with his head in his hands a shaky sigh escaping him.

"im never going to get it, damn it.."

You looked at the papers scattered about and it looked like some intense stuff, you walked towards theo and hugged him from behind.

"take a break.."

Theo chuckled lightly before he leaned back looking in your eyes, it was clear he hasn't slept in a while.

"you know i can't do that angel, you get to bed though it's late"

You moved onto theo's lap which he allowed, he shivered lightly at the stern look in your eyes since he never seen you look this serious. He tried to settle your worries by giving you soft kisses on your neck but it seems you weren't easy to sway.

"theodore, I want you to get into bed with me and sleep right now."

The male sighed and looked at the clock on the study desk seeing it was about 2am, he did want sleep but he was far too worried about not passing to even think about it.

"sweetie, I have to study. How will I be a good husband if I don't finish college?"

"who says you arent already a good husband?"

Your words shocked him and he stared at you with a confused look before you lovingly wrap your arms around his neck and planting a soft kiss onto his lips.

"you're perfect theo, you don't have to constantly prove it okay? Don't ever doubt that."

Theodore was silent after that and he buried his face in your neck with a low hum, he truly didn't deserve you.

"you think I'm perfect?"

"of course I do, I love you so come and get some rest"

Theo decided to give in and lay down with you and for some reason when he did all those worries drifted away.

Hikaru

Hikaru didnt have time feeling sad, he was a model not to mention a public figure. He never lets you see that side of him unless it's to lash out at you but he onky does that in anger. Today was different, he was quiet today which Definitely wasn't like him

"hey, [y/n]?"

You looked up from your phone to look at the male who just got out the shower his hair still damp and he only wore sweatpants

"what's wrong? Want me to dry your hair again? You should put on a shirt before you get sick"

Hikaru said nothing and simply walked towards you and hugged you close making you both fall back on the bed, the shocked you and you started to pat hikaru on the back trying to get him off.

"h-hey! Are you okay? Are you sick?! Hikaru?!"

"I'm..sorry I'm really sorry, [y/n] dont leave cause I'm really sorry"

He was making zero sense and it only concerned you more but you heard sniffling which made you now freaked out so you softly pulled him back seeing tears rolling down his face.

"hey, why are you crying? What's wrong hikaru?"

The male sat up now sittinf on his knees and he kept his head down letting his hair cover his face as he tried to stop crying.

"I know you dont really love me, I'm mean and cold and awful. You want to leave don't you? But- but I don't want you to go! Im sorry I don't know how to love you i just don't know!"

Hikaru sounded an absolute mess and you didn't know where this was coming from but he simply out the male close into a hug letting him nuzzle his face into your chest as you played with his slightly damp hair.

"yeah, you are mean and cold..but I love you. You can be so sweet and really fun to be with, hikaru Im not going to leave no matter what"

"r-really? No matter what?"

"of course! After all without you my sense of style would be a mess!"

You heard a muffled chuckle escaping him as he hugged you tightly now resting his head on your chest

"you're an idiot."

With a cocky grin you poked his cheek earning a hushed whine of discomfort from you which you found adorable

"but I'm your idiot, so you're stuck with me!"

Axis

Axis is the type where he will tell you when he's sad, he's a crybaby so he will absolutely let you know when he needs comfort. So when the male popped up while you were thinking about what to do for dinner you figured he was feeling down

"what's wrong ax?"

"artblock..I have to come up with a new piece but i have nothing"

You gave a small hum before stopping and turned around wrapping your arms around him.

"well, how about we go on a date tonight we can go out to eat and do a bunch of fun stuff.."

"like fireworks?!"

You sighed loudly at your boyfriend's obsession with fireworks and decided to please him and his wishes

"we can get sparklers and small stuff okay?"

Axis smiled brightly and kissed your cheek over and over.

"date night date night!"

He started chanting like a child and you couldn't help but laugh at his antics but you were glad he wasn't sad anymore.

Prince

Prince hides his insecurities very well with flirting and smooth words, he likes you to think that he's all okay. you noticed he was far more clumsy today with things, it went from simply dropping things to full on tripping and falling.

Prince winced as he tripped and fell ontop of you earning an annoyed huff from you as you glared up at him for of his weird behavior that he brushes aside like its nothing

"prince what the hell is going on? You're being weird today"

Prince looked down at you before letting out a loud groan before nuzzling his face into your neck feeling quite embarrassed

"I'm scared..of our future"

"why would that scare you?"

Prince picked his head up and had a slight pout before he glanced away being unsure of how to put his words together.

"you're my first real serious relationship..what if I screw up?"

"oh princey.."

Your soft cooing made him even more embarrassed and he groaned while laying his face in your chest.

"you're amazing and great and I'm just..me!"

You simply messed with his hair finding his remark to be pretty dumb but you excused it cause he looked far too cute when pouty.

"prince, I love you forever and ever you aren't going to screw it up"

After a few minutes of silence he popped up and hopped to his feet with newfound energy

"you're right! I mean I'm pretty great! I bet you wanna marry me cause I'm so handsome!"

Well he was definitely back to normal

Yuki

It honestly took you weeks to figure out yuki was upset cause he is the master of hiding his emotions. He never shows many emotions besides a smile when around you or a glare when around strangers.

of course he doesn't talk about his feelings at all either so you are blissfully unaware of how he feels, until he slipped up and finally broke.

You had come home from shopping when you noticed how quiet the house was which was normal but it had an eerie feeling to it.

"is he taking a nap? Hmm.."

You went to the room and opened the door to see yuki curled up in the bed, the light were off and he was pretty quiet so you assumed he was sleeping but as you started to get ready for a shower when a muffled sniffle made you turn back to yuki and you walked to him before softly moving the blankets only to get a slight sight of tears before he buried himself deeper into the pillow to hide.

"y-yuki?"

"go."

You sat on the bed now fully invested in helping him but you had a feeling you knew what was wrong, you softly rubbed his back seeing that he was sweaty and slightly shaking.

"you have a nightmare?"

There was silence before he nodded and you simply laid next to him facing his back and softly touching his back your gentle touch being enough to cheer him up.

When he turned to face you his eyes were puffy yet had bags under them, his hair was a mess and he was breathing harshly from fear.

"wanna talk about i-"

"no."

You gave a sigh and simply cuddled against him and closed your eyes, his body stiffened but quickly relaxed before he held you close and closed his eyes

"just rest then. I'm here now okay?"

"mhm.."

Yuki smiled as he buried his face in your hair taking in your scent and feeling his body settle against yours. He didn't need words of comfort or huge signs of affection this was all he needed..you being here helped him far more than any words can.

Salem

When salem breaks down it's heartbreaking and intense, he gets into these PTSD triggered panic attacks to the point where he just loses it.

You had left the house and left him alone, it was only for a few hours but when you came back the bedroom was trashed and salem was freaking out curled up in the corner.

"b-bad boy, very bad super bad..I've been so bad I'm so sorry sorry sorry sorry"

"salem!"

You rushed to him and sat on your knees infront of him seeing fresh bruises and marks on his face, he probably hurt himself again.

"salem, baby look at me"

"b-bad boy..bad boys deserve death"

He was definitely not listening and you totally needed to snap him out of it so you did the one thing you could think of...you slapped him.

It wasn't too hard but he definitely looked up at you in shock now focused on what you had to say.

"you're not in that dark place anymore salem, you're here with me and no one is dying okay?"

"b-but I'm a sinner, I'm disgusting, revolting, i-"

You cut him off by selling your lips against his roughly kissing him and settling him down.

When you pulled back you gave him a stern gaze not letting him spill anymore degrading words out.

"listen to me salem. I love you and all your weird quirks! I don't care what anyone else says you're my boyfriend and I love you more than anything okay?"

"y-your lips t-taste like sugar.."

With that he leaned forward trailing his tongue over your lips with a shaky laugh

"thank you, [y/n]"

[sokodraws]

How do you get inspiration for art? I have a serious case of artists block and I need suggestions.

honestly, not sure, stuff just kinda comes to me in my head after i watch something, listen to some music, or just when i’m chilling, my mind is constantly busy, so there’s usually at least one idea for art in there somewhere

tho when i’m artblocked and can’t bring myself to draw even if i have ideas, i tend to do the unhealthy thing and, instead of taking a break, i just force myself to draw whatever

this is probably very unhelpful asdfgdfghjh sorry, mate

[melseol]

hey sorry for inactivity. having a serious artblock for no reason at all after like a year of not getting one

anyways if you want to drop some asks or something feel free to do that because this is the time i will actually respond and not blame myself for not having art for it lol

[cherries-blooming]

BAILEY X CHUB!FEM! READER (Biker Goddess)

You've spent most of your day outside your university, trying to write an essay on the best experience you've ever had. You gently tap the end of the eraser on your bottom lip as you think of what that could possibly be. Sure, you've been to weddings and family reunions but nothing really struck out to you as 'the best'. Sighing as you pack up for the day, you look over to the sign of your university; "Rosenburg, home of the arts". "If being an artist means back to back pain and artblock then sure, I'm home alright." You mutter to yourself. Maybe a nice calming cup of decaf from the local coffee shop will give you some inspiration. You check your phone as you walk onto the sidewalk, 7:40 pm, if you wanted coffee then you'd best hurry. Placing your phone in your hoodies pocket, you start your walk down town.

You weren't really paying attention to your surroundings, more or less spacing out as the sunset casts a large shadow besides yourself. There's a song stuck in your head, you hum along to it, blissfully disconnecting from the world around yourself. By the time you arrive at your favorite coffee shop, you barely get to sneak by the last customer and order yourself a cup. The cashier gives you a lackadaisical stare past their boxy glasses before going to make you your drink. "Thank you- and- sorry." You say, waving a hand as you stand by the pick up area to wait for it. The song playing on some hidden radio lulls you to glance around the room, your eyes land on a corkboard with some pictures on it. One of them being a group of girls. You take a closer look and the words 'Cherry Bombs' is written on it. A friend group of some sort? They look very happy, the one in the middle catches your attention. She's taller than the others and has a gleaming smile on her face. Stunning. "Ma'am-." The cashier's voice grabs your attention, "-your drink is ready."

"Yes! Thank you. I'll get out of your hair now." You say in a soft tone, gently grabbing the cup out of their hands. There was a moment of silence as you grabbed and pocketed a few sugar packets and a stirrer "Uh ma'am-! I don't think it's safe to go out alone..." the now nervous looking cashier calls out to you, earning a raised brow from you. "Huh? Why, is something wrong?" They shift around a bit, tapping their fingers on the counter, "Well, it's rumored that young women are being targeted by a group of guys.... Call themselves the 'Lady Killers'. S'like something right out of a cheesy 90's horror film but I wouldn't risk it." They look pretty serious about that. You weigh your options before shrugging a bit, "I'll be okay, I mean, no one's really out here LOOKING for a chubby girl like me to try 'n snatch, haha." You joke as you push past the front doors and onto the dimly lit sidewalk. You check your phone, it's 9:30 now.

It's about an hour or so walk back to your campus at the university, and you weren't about to let some rumors deter you from finally getting home and putting the essay paper off for later. You've traveled a few blocks down with no issue at all, though, you're extra cautious about the shadows that catches your peripheral. You deicide to calm your nerves by looking at the pictures you took on your phone of a lovely small pompom dog you saw on a trip with family somewhere. It started to work... For awhile. But it only took a moment before you could hear it, a distant sound of a car in the distance. It was getting closer. You slowly move the coffee away from your lips as you look towards the noise. Suddenly, your body ran cold as it started to head toward you. You run off, trying to make some distance between you and this jackass trying to run you over.

You dip into an alleyway, hoping it was a shortcut to a nicely lit neighborhood, praying that someone there could help you. You can hear the sound of car wheels skirting to a halt  behind you. You shake your head, it's better not to look back. You run into something, something hard. A wall. Your blood runs cold as you stumble backwards to catch yourself. No... No! You have so much you haven't done yet in life! You can't possibly be the victim to something as stupid sounding as the 'Lady Killers'!. You haven't even finished that stupid essay yet! The car door shuts as heavy footsteps come closer to you, the sounds of muffled chuckles could be heard as you slowly turn to see three men. One of them was quiet tall and lanky with purple straight hair. The other was shorter but bulkier, a spiked mohawk on his. And lastly, a guy around the height of a shack, he was beefier than the other two and had a bald head. How classic. Were you really dealing with some reject TMNT villains right now?

"Hey, don'cha know little piglets like you gotta get home before the farmer comes in?" The purple haired one said, a crooked smirk on his face as he stepped closer. Slowly reaching for your hoodie pocket, hoping maybe you could 'accidentally' dial 911. "Hey! Does the little piggy speak? You look like you got sum nice bacon, hm?" The man spoke again, he was a foot away from you now. He smelled like cigarette smoke and old fruit. Mind racing, thinking of something you could say to get them to back off, your heart was the only thing you could hear now. As he closed the distance between you, you start thinking about how boring your life was, and how much you felt horrible for letting it be that way. You clenched your hands into a fists, stopping once you felt the hot cup still in your hands. You get a spark of confidence. "Well- How would you like some hot beans to the face!" You open the lid and chuck the cup at his head. It lands, the hot bean juice leaving him red where it had landed. He yells, waddling back a bit as he tried to wipe away the hotness from his face. His two lackies chuckle a bit, stopping when their boss shoots them a dirty glare. "You're gonna regret that." He growled, stomping his way back to you. But before he could even lay a hand on you, the roaring sound of motorcycles came into earshot. The three looked at each other then to the entrance of the alleyway. You lifted up your gaze, the blaring lights of the motorcycles blinded you as you tried to make out your saviors. Well... You hoped that's who they were.

"Hey Lady Killers!" A raspy and excitable voice said, "I suggest you leave that poor chick alone, or else!" the one closest to you scoffed and walked over to the voice. "Oh yeah? And whaddya gonna do! You're just some flashy bimbo onna bike!" You slowly pull yourself away from the wall to get a better look. The bike turned off and from it stood a giant, curly haired, goddess of a woman. She took off her helmet and you could've sworn your heart skipped three beats.

She had baby blue eyes, sharp features, a scar over the eye that wasn't hidden by her hair, and a smirk on her face. Raising and pointing to the three men, she spoke, "You're gonna regret fucking around with the Cherry Bombs, boys!" the next few minutes were like a movie, you couldn't look away, you were too enraptured by the golden goddess and her gang of 6 other girls beating the men to a pulp. Before long, the woman was throwing the head honcho back into his car with a slam, the other guys scurrying in after, beaten and missing a few teeth. They made a speedy escape into the cold night, honking their car horn as they did. You blinked, taking a moment to process things.

"Hey, babes, you aight?" The woman spoke again, she was walking towards you, as she did you started to notice just how big she was. Maybe 6- no- 7 feet tall, exposed arms covered in muscles and an eyefull of... Chest. Needless to say, you were at a loss for words. Your face became hot as you looked up at hers. She had a gentle expression on, offering a hand to you. You looked down at it, ignoring the little bit of blood from the Lady Killers that was sprawled onto her fingertips and knuckles. You held it, surprisingly soft, you noted. She walked you out of the alleyway, the other members were speaking amoungst themselves, they were all stunning as well. Damn- how'd you get so lucky to fall into the hands of gods most powerful and prettiest women?

"Where you live? Me and the girls will ensure you get back there safely" The mysterious woman asked, still holding onto your trembling hand. "Ah- oh! I uh- I live on campus at the.... University not too far from here. I'm uh... Writing major." You stammered, nice going you. She nodded, a toothy grin on her face. You two walked over to her motorcycle, letting go of your hand to pick up something, a helmet. She placed it carefully onto your head before putting on her own, "Just tell me the address and I'll get you there, trust me." you didn't have to be told twice. You trust with woman with your whole life, your future, hell even with your KIDS. You gave a gentle nod, earning you her toothy show stopping grin. She mounted her bike and rounded up her girls before patting the seat behind herself, "Hop on!"

The drive was a lot shorter than you were hoping, you wanted to have your arms wrapped around the goddess before you forever, but alas, you were home now. Your roomate, who was standing outside of the campus, came running over and nearly fainted when she saw that you were safe and sound. You got off the bike and returned the helmet, giving the driver one last longing look before rushing over to stable your fainting friend. "You had me scared! You weren't answering my texts all day and now you come home with a bunch of mysterious bike ladies!?" You try to calm her down and explain that there was a bit of a holdup with... Everything. You took a moment to realize that the trip for coffee was kind of a lost cause, considering you only took a few sips.

After she calmed down, your friend walked back into your shared room, leaving you some alone time with the gang. You turned and looked back at the female equivalent of Hercules before you. She still had a smile on her face as she watched you get closer. "You uh-... You never told me your name." You said shyly, trying not to mess around with your fingers as you avoided staring right at her tattoo. "Oh- I knew I forgot something! Hehe. I always do this." Sliding off her bike and closer to you, she handed you a little note before saying, "Bailey, I'm Bailey Faxton." you slowly took the note and unfolded it. On it was a scrawled out string of numbers... Her phone number! You look back up to say something but she's already mounted her bike and placed her helmet on.

"Call me when you're in need of a hero, okay babe?" Her words danced on your ears as she and her gang, The Cherry Bombs, rolled out of your campus and into the dark. The cool 10 PM night air swam its way through your hoodie, shaking you out of your thoughts. You turned to walk up to the campus, making it halfway up the stairs before stopping to look back at the road again.

"...I think I know what that essay is going to be about."

[nolvini]

Hi! I really really love your art ♡, and I need your help..I'm an aspiring artist and I need advice 😅. I have three questions, I hope you could answer them hehe: 1st, how could you draw so good? 2nd, how did you find your art style? And third, do you have any advice or tips for aspiring artists? Thank you :)

Thank youu <3 and ooh I’ll try my best to answer :v

1) Well I’m not happy with my art style but I know it is better than what it was before, and all I can really say is... practice. But like, practice the right techniques; you can practice art your whole life but if you’re drawing the wrong stuff then that’s all you’ll ever know how to draw. I look up videos on youtube by various artists and mimic what they do. Some I adore are Ethan Becker, Xabioarts, Sycra, TILLITH, and Sara Tepes! Their advice is great, especially Becker if you dont mind a white man telling you how bad your art is lol.

2) I saw a really good post about art style and how to cultivate one but I think op deleted it? :< I’ll try my best to summarize it oof, and it was nice to see I was already doing this before I saw the post lol. So basically I like to look at multiple artist’s and their style and see not only what parts of their art I like but why. As in, do I like the way their noses look realistic? How the hair has a few extra strands on the end? Are they showing off their knowledge of color theory in a beautiful way that I’ll never myself master? To me it’s important to look at dratically different styles, and study those artworks.

The second part is where I kind of frankenstein what I studied before. I take inspiration from different artists and see how I can combine them into something I like. For example: I would see how one artist sketches their eyes and the line width another artist uses, and combine them to see if I like the result. If I do, then I try to repeat the process with different eyes, not from the original artist, but something with my own spin on it, and I would keep doing so until I became comfortable with it. And then rinse and repeat with hair, clothes, colors, shading, etc. So yeah frakenstein lol. I don’t think any of that made sense so here’s a great video explaining this but from a professional lmao��

3) All I can really say is that it takes time!! I’ve been drawing “all my life” but I never thought about being serious about it until I was 13, and then asking for my first drawing tablet at 14. I still have my very bad cringey no good horrible artwork from when I was 14 here, but looking back at that inspires me that I’ve come so far, and maybe I can keep improving from here. You WILL get artblocks and lose motivation, heck I get it every five days lol, but remember it’s ok to take a break, but keep trying in the end. I know this is a broken record and that everyone says it, but if you keep doing what you love, people will see your passion for it and support you! If anyone brings you down at first, please push them aside and keep going, they’re holding back your potential and if you let them stunt your growth you will regret it years to come.

I’m sorry idk if any of this was useful I just kind of do art for fun but still thank you for the ask it was nice to share some of my experiences :’v

[rikki-r4t]

Gosh OKAY

IM RLLY SORRY ABOUT NOT POSTING LATELY I'm having some serious trouble with my style and what not, I also got my laptop confiscated bc my of my own stubborn ass wh o OPs

but tHANK YOU FOR 222 FOLLOWERS!! I SWEar I'll post smth eventually I'm just in a hellish artblock rn skfhJHDKDF

[hypernovafirefly]

A Little Update...

I’ve been going through some artistic ups and downs in the last few months. My latest struggle with Artblock™ has lasted, for the most part, since around February. The pandemic really threw me for a loop and despite having ample time for creation, I found that I had little desire/motivation to make anything. I tried a couple times, with some limited success, but this Pandemic has marked the longest I’ve gone without regular creation since I really got serious about art in 2009. 

This might be a little long, so I’ll put a text break in this one. Keep reading below, if you wanna.

I used to joke about art being my drug because I used to get “withdrawal” symptoms when I didn’t draw for more than a couple of days. I realize now that that is probably a very problematic and insensitive way to put it, since drug addiction is no joke, but that’s always how I’ve thought about it. If I couldn’t draw, I would get irritable, shakey, headachey--things just sort of detached themselves a little from concrete reality. 

The scariest part about this latest Block was that after about a month, I stopped feeling those things. Before that, I felt frustration, and the NEED to create, and I felt bad when I tried and I couldn’t. But then, it just stopped. I would think to myself “meh, I don’t feel like drawing anything today”, and that was the end of it. There was no followup thought “”but I WANT to draw”, or even a guilty feeling about putting it off. 

At this time, I was living at home with my parents and my 93-year-old grandmother, who we were caregiving for. I hadn’t interacted with people my own age since I graduated with my Bachelor’s Degree in December of 2018. I lived and worked with people who were decades older than I was. Despite the love and support of my parents (who I love dearly), it was not a great place for creative endeavors. Elder care saps mental and emotional strength like few other things I’ve ever encountered. And it makes it even more difficult when it’s family. 

This June, I was able to make a plan with my sister to move into a temporarily vacated room in the house she lived in, away from the things at home that were keeping me from making art. Almost immediately, I found that I was drawing again, and when I wasn’t--when a day would go by and I would realize that I’d spent the whole time on my lazy butt in front of my computer watching YouTube--my art withdrawal was back. As crappy as it makes me feel, I’m actually really glad to be feeling it again. Feeling nothing was so much worse. Now, when I take a “lazy day”, there’s a voice in my head that goes “Ok, you can have this, times are rough, but you gotta do SOMEthing tomorrow, got it?”

I’ve also been doing a lot of thinking about where I want to go with my art, and how to keep separate “my” art and my “for sale” art. (I’ll make another post about that). Right now, I’m going through a transition period, both in life, and in my art, and I’m just gonna let it happen.

I want to experiment more, try new things, try old things that I thought I didn’t like, practice things I don’t particularly like to practice. I want to take this opportunity in my new life condition to figure out how I want to be an artist, and how to make it happen for me.

Sorry for the wall of text, but it feels really good to get it out in writing. Hope I haven’t scared you guys away :P

[resetswap-au]

Gonna postpone this comic for another week. I have serious artblock right now and I got a Nintendo Switch. Botw is taking over my life rn hahahahhsjsjj sorry. I don’t wanna force myself to draw.