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Alright fine I'm posting my first gabe attempt
#art tag#ultrakill#gabriel ultrakill#im never satisfied with my first attempts but i liked the pose enough to post#i think i made him too lanky though#def gonna squish him a bit on my next attempt#i always use refs the fist couple times and then i draw from memory/prev drawings and that usually helps my designs feel more natural#also i dont like the crop on this its too tall but i needed everything in frame to use as reference later so oh well#also also i continue to give everyone heels i will not apologize
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So uhhhh I drew a lot of RWBY this year... only two of these are non RWBY and tbh I could have just as easily put something RWBY for June Template
Retrospective under the cut bc it’s LONG
RETROSPECTIVE January: First piece of the year! I still like this piece and I think it shows how much I improved from the original version of it. Also I just like looking at it bc it's soft content of my rare pair. I do think I made the rose look photorealistic which looks... bad esp with all the other more stylized flowers, and I got lazy with the bleeding hearts by just drawing one set and flipping them. Emerald's hair also could look better. February: I made this around GNG week, which was a fun, good time, long before the server imploded on itself. I got really lazy with the backgrounds, obviously, but I do like the poses in this one, tho it helped that I based it off of screenshots from Young Justice. I also just really like how Merc looks in this one. March: March wasn't a very prolific month for art, I don't think I produced much besides this and one comic piece for GNG week. I'm not sure why exactly, I can't find any specific reason why I would be unproductive that month. I'm gonna just assume I was drained from work all the time and didn't have the energy to put out good art, and also I was getting into a slump bc all my art was starting to look same-y. This piece isn't very good, but I chose it because I did it without a reference, and at this point that was going out of my comfort zone. It's obviously not super dynamic, but at the very least you can tell I intended there to be motion to it. April: This also wasn't a very prolific month for art, not as bad as March, but for the same reasons. I was also really starting to feel burnout from the RWBY fandom, specifically wasps and conflict within the GNG server. This was also when the Art vs the Artist meme was popular, and I realized I didn't want to do that meme because my art was too similar and boring, which also brought me down a peg. Though I put out a few good chibis in April, I chose my Mercury redesign bc I was really proud of it. I could never get the Emerald redesign to mesh quite right, but I can say I'm really proud of how Mercury's came out. May: May had me bounce out of my art slump and in full force trying to expand my skills! Specifically exploring painting. Although May was about as prolific as April, what I did create I put a lot into. It was difficult to pick between this and my app of Edison, because I'm really proud of both, but in the end I went with this commission of Mercury because I pushed myself to try and use an interesting perspective for the piece instead of my usual stand still and face the camera pose. Because I pushed myself out of my comfort zone, this was one of the best things I made all year, and may be my favorite piece of the year. June: TIME TO STRESS OUT ABOUT CONNECTICON! So if you follow me on twitter, you might have noticed I made a lot of posts at the beginning of the year low key throwing shade at myself for drawing my oc's instead of more "important" art. Well, that important art that I was procrastinating was con merch, and con was the second week of July, so I really had to get my ass in gear to finish merch on time (spoiler, I didn't finish a lot of it on time). This piece and July's piece are both posters I made for Connecticon, and while I like July's much better, that doesn't mean I find this piece bad. I really should have known that no one at con would realize it was a goonies reference tho -_-; I also lost a lot of love for this piece after season 6 of Voltron, which I watched while I was about 60% of the way through this piece, so I had to force myself to finish it. July: I love this piece!!!! Don't get me wrong, I know it has flaws, but look at it! The lines are so crisp, the colors look good, Roman and Merc's expressions are mwuah chefs kiss, and I just love all of them!!! ... except for Neo. I really didn't do her justice in this piece, her hair is too fluffy, her head is way to oversized to the point that she looks like a bobblehead, and her eyes are too close together. Really if you take out Neo's head that whole problem goes away. I also love all the tiny details I put in this one, from emerald's chaps to roman's rose to Neo's lace parasol. You can tell I was way more passionate about this piece than I was about the Voltron piece. August: pretty sure this is when I quit my job cashiering, and thank god bc customers suck. If I was going off of sheer popularity, Chibi Pyrrha would have taken this slot no contest, and while I love chibi Pyrrha, I don't think it was the best of the month. I chose this little princess and the pauper au doodle because I tried a year ago to draw these two dancing, and it looked like dog shit. It was flat and ugly. But this has motion to it, and even looking at it now makes me feel warm and happy inside. It's just a good cute drawing of my otp. September: My piece for the RWBY tarot project! I have a lot of mixed emotions about this one. on the one hand, I love how mercury looks, his expression, the lighting, the visceral gore from his legs (ESPECIALLY THE VISCERAL GORE ON HIS LEGS) and the hands of the undead, all look stunning and I don't think I could be more happy with how they turned out. And then we get to the background. The caduceus isn't the worst thing ever, but it's severely lacking in quality compared to the rendering on mercury in front of it, and a lot of it is clearly pixellated from me trying to stretch and squash it just right. And the fire is a hot (no pun intended) mess. It's flat, incoherent, and doesn't lead the eye anywhere. It's a shame too because I wanted to do more with it, but I a) didn't have enough time or patience to figure out what I needed to do to fix it and b) didn't want to go outside of my comfort level, so I gave up and decided to be satisfied with what I had. October: October was another good month for art, I made a turnaround sheet for Moss, painted a full body (and slightly lewd) Rudy, and made a decent attempt at inktober. Ok, so I got like 2 days in, but I improved a lot on inking from last year! Fun fact! this piece was originally going to be fan art of Lindsay Jones, but after I did some thumbnails to figure out a pose, I thought it would suit White Diamond better, and I could also sell it as merch. I love this piece. I think I captured the sinister mood well, and conveyed the story I wanted to without any dialogue (at least the notes on Tumblr make me assume I did a decent job, lotta people really wigged out lol) I really worked hard to get the lighting right on this one, and I think it shows. My absolutely favorite thing about this piece funnily enough, is Amethyst. I think I just did a great job drawing her and I'm proud of myself ok. Stevens bubble and my trouble figuring out how to get WD's leg just right are the only things that I dislike about this piece, but I might go back and fix those. November: IM SO PROUD OF THIS COMMISSION!!!!!! I worked so god damn hard on this chef's kiss poifect, and it really shows. I started using a new brush at this point, the Ojing series on Clip Studio Paint, which I recommend and have been using a lot since. I've also been using this shading technique since drawing this. I love how it sort of fades out but it's still really crisp. I also love all the little details that give this piece character, like her shoes and the stripes on her jacket. This piece really takes a lot of the stuff I learned over the year and combines it into one piece, and I could not be prouder of it. I have absolutely no problems with this one, though I do find the weapon a bit plain, but it's what the client described. December: AND NOW IT'S CHRISTMAS!!!!! I had been working on this piece since August, going back to it every now and then and getting frustrated. I'm really glad I came back to it and finally finished it, since I love this pair and I put a lot of effort into it back in August. However, I'm also really glad I completely overhauled a lot of it, specifically the flowers. Though I'm not 100% happy with the mums in this one, they look a thousand times better than the mums I had originally sketched back in August, and were part of the reason I had such a hard time finishing this for months. I also thought it would be nice to end the year on the same note it started; with a flower couple. I've definitely learned a lot since January, and I hope to continue growing in 2019! 2019 GOALS!
Work on backgrounds for the love of god
Draw more stuff that isn't RWBY
Perspective
Make more speed paints and post more to youtube in general
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christmas oneshot
hey guys!! i was wondering if i could have your opinion on this christmas oneshot? im not sure if it’s good enough to post. i also need help for a saying to put on Karen’s sweater (it’ll make sense when you read the story) if you have any suggestions!
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Grace flattened out her dress as she looked in the mirror, turning slightly to see how the back looked. Her red curls stood out against the dark green of the dress, which was shorter and tighter than she would typically wear. Being forty… one- she tried to wear more “age-appropriate” clothes, but she knew that the person she was trying to impress tonight would prefer the garment that flattered her curves much better. Or at least Grace thought. What she thinks looks good is typically the opposite of what she finds fashionable, but Grace hoped she got it right this time.
“Grace, what are you doing?” A voice says, prompting the redhead to turn from the mirror to meet the eyes of Will. He wore a red, knitted turtle neck sweater that made him look even more like a dork than usual. “We’re just having a small get-together, you look like a- a-“
“A whore? It’s 2018, don’t slut shame me. And what? A girl can’t dress up for her friends?” Grace responds, walking past him to the kitchen.
“Your friends are two gay men and a woman who’s going to be too high to remember what happens tonight.” Will remarks, following Grace.
“Sorry that I put effort into my outfits when people come over.” She replies, annoyed, grabbing the large bottle of Cabernet from the wine cooler.
“Last time Jack came over to watch Riverdale with you, you wore a stained sweatshirt and no pants.” He states, grabbing wine glasses from the cupboard.
“That was different, I was on my period.” She responds defensively. “Why do you even care?”
Will grins. “Because Jack is going to be devastated that you aren’t wearing the Christmas sweater he bought you.”
Grace narrows her eyes at him, only now noticing that his turtle neck has “Ho-Ho-Homo” in large white letters knitted into it “I am not wearing a sweater that says ‘Happy Hoe-nukah’.”
Will pours himself a glass of wine. “When did you become such a stick in the mud?”
Before she can respond, Jack enters the apartment with a loud “Happy Holigays!” He smiles brightly at the two of them, proudly sporting a “Fruitcake” knitted sweater. His expression quickly turns to a frown when he notices Grace. “What happened to your Chri- Hanukah sweater?” He pouts, placing his hands on his hips. “You look like one of Santa’s prostitutes.”
Grace rolls her eyes. “I thought I would dress up a little.” She leans against the counter, trying to pose.
“It’s a Christmas miracle.” He deadpans. “The one time you don’t have to look good you actually put effort in your outfit.” He flops onto the couch, crossing his legs. “Even if that effort is in vain.” He mutters.
Grace sighs in frustration. “Do you think Karen will be wearing her Christmas sweater? That woman hasn’t touched anything that wasn’t designer since I’ve met her.”
Jack rolls his eyes. “She’s gonna! She promised she would. And even if she didn’t, what’s your excuse? Is my Christmas sweater less tacky than anything you’ve worn in the last, I don’t know, twenty years?”
Will sits down on the couch next to Jack, stifling a laugh. “Grace, are you trying to impress Karen?” He asks through a smirk.
“No!” Grace’s denies, her face growing red from the comment. “I’ll put on the stupid sweater, you assholes.” She yells, walking towards her room to change. She can hear Jack say something about her being a lesbo but ignores it. The redhead struggles to unzip the short dress, turning her back to the mirror and trying to sneak a glance at where to reach. After a few minutes of struggle and a strained back, she unzips the dress and lets it fall to her feet, kicking it to the side. She rummages through her closet for some pants to wear, finding a pair of black jeans that were at least a little flattering. She then throws the ridiculous sweater over her head.
“Honey? Are you in there?” The familiar high-pitched voice makes Grace turn her head towards her closed door.
“One second!” She calls out, flattening the sweater, attempting to make herself look as attractive as she can in the stupid outfit. Thinking she looks presentable, she walks to the door and opens, meeting the judgemental eyes of Karen, though panning down the redhead sees that she kept her promise. The smaller woman wore a knitted sweater just like hers with the words “placeholder” on it. “Nice sweater.” Was all Grace could think to say.
Karen grabs at the fabric of Grace’s own sweater. “I’d say the same for you but I’m not Jewish.”
Grace can’t help but crack a smile, noticing that Karen does the same. The two had been playfully flirting ever since they met, but it’s been getting far more serious as of late. Grace knows that she shouldn’t give into these desires, considering that Karen is a married woman, but the brunette really doesn’t help by constantly seeing just how far she can go.
“Jack said you’ve been in here for twenty minutes, are you done rubbing one out?” Karen says with a smirk.
Grace blushes and looks away. “No! I was just changing. Believe it or not this wasn’t my first choice for an outfit.”
The two walk out of Grace’s room, the redhead can feel Karen’s hand brush against hers and her smile grows.
“Woah you two! Stop right there!” Jack exclaims dramatically.
“What?” Karen asks, slightly annoyed. “If I don’t have a drink in my hand in the next two seconds I’m going to be charged with a hate crime.”
Jack jumps over the back of the couch, tripping over himself. “Look up.” He says with a knowing grin on his face.
From the ceiling hung a small bundle of fake mistletoe, secured awkwardly with Scotch tape. Grace couldn’t help but laugh. “Jack, did you seriously put that up when I was changing?”
Jack looks away innocently, shifting his weight from foot to foot. “Who me?”
“Very funny, but we’re not gonna-“Grace is cut off as she feels her sweater being pulled towards her left, her lips crashing into Karen’s. Her eyes widen, but quickly close as she lets herself forget her surroundings and melt into the kiss, tasting the alcohol on Karen’s soft lips. She doesn’t know how long it lasts, and she doesn’t really care, either. She knows that this may be one of her only chances to give into her desires with Karen, and she will most certainly take it, no matter the teasing that she will inevitably get from the boys. The two disconnect, both trying to catch their breath, and she realizes that it must have been quite long for her to be so breathless. She looks down at Karen who gives her a quick wink before turning and walking down towards the kitchen.
“Sorry honey, but the faster we got that over with the faster I’d have a drink in my hand.” She pours herself a glass of Cabernet.
Grace, snapping out of her shock, looks over at the boys, who look equally as surprised as she is.
“Well, you’re welcome, Grace.” Jack says, satisfied.
“What? Why?” Grace asks, her face still flushed.
“My tacky Christmas sweater impressed Karen enough to get you the most action you’ve had in months.” He says, sitting back down on the couch. “You know that wouldn’t have happened if you decided to wear that dress.”
“What dress, honey?” Karen asks, joining the two boys in the living area.
“Green, short, adds thirty years.” Jack responds.
“Hm.” Karen says, sipping her wine. “Yeah, sorry Gracie but no way you would have gotten that with that mess on.”
The night goes on, the four drinking and chatting, enjoying each other’s company. Eventually they decided to watch a Halmark Christmas film and make fun of it, though Will fell asleep in the process, being a lightweight. Jack followed thereafter, leaning against the other man as he snored loudly. Grace and Karen were so enthralled in their own conversation that the hardly noticed the others had fallen asleep, only noticing when Jack snored particularly loud.
“Pussies.” Karen states, downing the last of her drink. “You’d never catch me passed out after a night of drinking.”
Grace raises an eyebrow. “I can think of multiple occasions.”
“I guess I should go, then.” Karen says, lifting from the couch, ignoring Grace’s comment.
Grace instantly feels the absence of warmth when the other woman leaves her side, only realizing now that they were sitting so close. “Why not stay the night?” Grace said before she understood the implication.
Karen pursed her lips. “Really, Grace? You’re trying to get in my pants on Christmas Eve? I know you Jews don’t celebrate it, but this is the lord’s day!”
Grace rolls her eyes. “Come on, Kare. It’s 2am.”
Karen noticeably softens, walking back over to Grace, grazing her fingers on her hips. “I’m kidding, Honey. I’ll stay.” She leans in slowly, closing her eyes, until their lips touch once again. The kiss was so different than the one before, soft and passionate, no rush. It felt like they could stay like this forever and Grace would be a happy woman. It felt too genuine to be a product of Karen’s pill-popping or drunkenness, it held too much intent, like this was the one thing the brunette is sure is right. This had to be right. Nothing could feel this good and be wrong.
They break away from the kiss just as slow as it began. “Merry Christmas, Gracie.”
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