#my comms are still open btw :3

[wavywhiskers]

Amassment of batter and Zacharie drawings. Last one is a piece for Tzalmavet's OFF fangames Two Days and Fo(u)r !

[tw1nkee28]

Reblogging this again since I updated it ,,,

Effective immediately, I'm opening my commissions because I need to start saving money. If you're able to and you like my art, please click on the following link to read more info about my art comms.

Art examples ⬇️

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Also please keep in mind that I am new to this and if I mess anything up, please communicate that with me so I can be better in the future! <3

[sanguineterrain]

Hi again 😊 You suggested i could send another prompt, sooo… maybe you & Jason have been together awhile, and you’re kidnapped by (choose your villain) and Jason is worried and frantic but trying to not show it of course, and negotiating for your safety? Ends up rescuing you of course, in whichever way you prefer, and then they find comfort in each-other 💗

I haven’t had time or energy to work on my WIP lately so this is very lovely and gratifying 😂👌🏻💗

aghh that's the worst! wishing you luck on your wip!! i'm glad you like these <3 requests are open for jason, dick, and MAWS!clark kent btw!

this one is very batfam focused hehehe. ft dramatic ass jason and his surprise kidnapped fiancé lol.

jason todd x gn!reader. tw: violence, kidnapped reader, reader is pushed off a building for a moment but they're okay dw <3, batfam feels, jason being a protective bf, bruce being a GOOD DAD! c:

****

"Actually, if we're being honest, if anyone has the most trauma in this family, it's—"

Batman grunts. "Really, Spoiler, not now."

The comm line crackles as Stephanie sniffs. "Fine. Stay in denial."

"Bats."

Every bat and bird in Gotham goes still.

"Hood?" Barbara asks carefully, already tracking his comm link.

"Oracle," he says, clipped. "I'm gonna get right to it: I need a favor. Can you help? Yes or no."

"Little Wing, where have you been?" Dick asks. "We've all—"

"Shut up, Nightwing," Jason growls. "Either you help me or not. Which is it?"

"We'll help you, Hood," Bruce says, voice washing over Jason like a balm.

Jason takes a deep breath. It's okay. He'll find you. Batman always beats the bad guys.

He fiddles with his jacket zipper. Moments tick by. Dick remains crouched on a rooftop. Damian is similarly poised.

"My..." Jason swallows. "My... fiancé's been taken."

The comm explodes with noise. Jason winces and digs the bud out of his ear for several seconds.

"Fiancé?!"

"You're getting married—"

"When was this—"

"Who are—"

"Enough," Jason growls, finally shoving the bud back into his ear. "I don't have fucking time for this. Yes, I am engaged, and they've been taken. No more questions."

"Tt. You are engaged? Impossible. Batman, clearly someone has hacked the line pretending to be Hood," Damian says, folding his arms.

Jason rolls his eyes. "Believe it or not, demon bird, I found someone crazy enough to marry me."

"Little Wing, I—I'm really proud of—"

"Shut up!" Jason pinches the bridge of his nose. This was a bad idea. You're in trouble, and Jason intends to tear Gotham apart to find you, but involving his family? Has he really stooped so low...

Deep breath. His focus is you. You're the only person that matters.

"Look, I'm telling you because Oracle's tracking me anyway, and B would snoop until he figured out who I'm really looking for, so it's easier to just tell you. But make no mistake: you aren't my family, and you won't see us again after tonight."

Bruce's throat tightens. His cape flutters in the wind.

"Very well," he says after a couple beats. "Last known location?"

"I'm sending you the address now. I've retraced my steps a hundred times though, and I can't—" Jason grits his teeth. He can't tear up or break things, not again. "Fuck. I can't fucking find them, B. I... I don't know if-if maybe I'm too late—"

"You're not," Dick says automatically. "We'll find them, Little Wing. We'll bring them home."

****

Your head is on fire.

It feels like there's a thousand needles pelting your skull. Whatever you were drugged with, it's hard stuff, and it hasn't worn away yet.

You look up; you're gagged and tied to some kind of support beam. As your vision clears, you see that you're in one of the new high rise-in-progress. Only the skeleton of the building has been completed because if Bruce Wayne isn't involved, construction takes forever to complete.

Faintly, you recall Jason mentioning something about a construction company leaving half finished projects across the country and using them as havens for criminal activities.

Yeah. This is not good.

"Where the fuck is he?" The voice echoes across the concrete floor foundation.

"Mike, we sent—"

"I don't give a fuck what you did; obviously, you screwed up! He's not coming!"

You close your eyes, trying not to throw up on your gag. Your head spins when you open your eyes again.

Who's not coming? Your rescuer? Or somebody worse than your kidnappers?

You try to take a deep breath, but your chest tightens instead.

"Fine," Mike barks in the adjacent room. "If that hooded psychopath doesn't show up, we'll just dump this one. That'll send a message. Prepare the explosives."

A door swings open, and you flinch. You cower, shrinking from the figure.

"You better hope he shows," the guy growls, and cocks his gun. "Your boyfriend is the only reason you're still alive. It'll be such fun to watch him fall to his death, don't you think?"

You try not to show your swelling panic. How does he know about you and Jason? And you have to warn him. Explosives. Jason's walking straight into a trap, without backup, because you know he'll be alone. He always works alone.

Mike sneers and waves the gun around.

"Oh, yeah. I know your secrets. In bed with Gotham's biggest crime lord. You must be his favorite. I can see why."

"Mike!" someone shouts. "We got company!"

Mike's eyes blaze cruelly. "Showtime. You're coming with me."

You thrash as hard as you can because if there's one thing Jason taught you, it's to always fight back.

Mike backhands you hard enough to send you sprawling. Your hands are bound, so you can't catch yourself, and you hit your head on the concrete. Blood pools in your gums.

"Try that shit again, bitch," he snarls, and hefts you up.

He drags you up a flight of stairs. Your head throbs, and now your jaw aches. You're too dizzy to try to fight back again.

You end up on the roof, which is a miasma of beams and wooden lattices. Wind cuts through your face, and you close your eyes so they don't water.

"Hood!" Mike crows. "Wonderful of you to join us!"

"Wish I could say the same," Jason says, and your heart leaps at the sound of his voice.

You start to shout through your gag because you have to warn him. It's a trap, he'll kill you both—

Mike wraps his arm around your throat and squeezes. Air stops, and you choke on your cries.

"I'll kill you," Jason snarls, and you know he wants to say more, but he's trying to protect you. "Let them go and maybe I won't break every bone in your body."

"Oh, don't worry. You two will be reunited soon. What is it they say? Love blinds you?"

"Michael Cassidy," a new voice says, deep and deadly. "Let go of the hostage. We can talk this out."

You crack open your eyes. Is that... Batman? And Robin? And... Nightwing? What—

The arm around your throat tightens and you gasp for air as you start to choke for real. Oh God. Batman's going to die because of you.

"You involved Batman?" Mike snarls, now truly irate. You feel yourself being dragged backward, toward the edge. Your stomach rolls in warning.

"Take it easy," Batman says, palms up. "We can work this out."

"You can't play fair?" Mike shouts. "Then neither will I!"

The wood beneath your feet is gone. You're falling.

"No!"

But no sooner than you fall are you caught. Warm arms encircle your waist, and you're jerked to a stop before you can fall more than a few feet.

"I got you, baby, I got you."

Jason is connected to a grapple. At the roof edge is Batman, Nightwing, and Spoiler, all holding the grapple.

You shake your head, screaming against your gag. Bomb. Bomb!

"'S alright, 's alright, sweetheart, I won't drop you."

You scream urgently through your gag, butting your head against his helmet. Jason pulls your gag half free and you choke out the warning.

"B-bomb!"

His grip tightens. "Shit. B, get out of here! Place is rigged to blow!"

The first explosion goes off. Jason meets your gaze. He's terrified, you can tell, but he tries to mask it.

"Let go," he says.

"Wh—"

"He'll catch you," Jason promises. "I trust him."

And then he lets go.

Several more explosions go off. The building begins to crumble. Dust and heat sweep across your face and lodge in your already sore throat. You scream, in the air for a few more seconds.

Then you crash into gray body armor. A cowl, a cape.

"It's alright," Batman gruffly says. "Hold on tight."

Batman swings you both to safety on an adjacent rooftop. You watch him dive back into the flames. It isn't long before Jason swings out of the smoke, then the others. He pulls off his helmet and tosses it to the side, arms open.

You run and bury your face in Jason's neck, clinging to him. He hugs your tightly and rubs your back, saying over and over, I got you.

You sigh and slacken out of exhaustion.

"I've got you, baby," he says, though his voice is wet this time. "You're safe."

Jason checks over your wounds. You see the rage cross his face several times at every bruise and cut on you. He doesn't let go of you even after he's done. He's shaking too, perhaps more than you, as he cuts your binds and completely removes your gag.

The Bats land gracefully behind you. Jason stiffens as they do.

You kiss his jaw. His gaze returns to you.

"You saved me," you say.

"I always will," he says. "Always."

"Are either of you injured?"

Batman suddenly swishes to your side. You blink, startled.

"Nothing serious," you say. Jason grunts unhappily at that. You manage a smile. "Thank you. All of you. Thank you so much."

Jason nods stiffly. "Thanks, Bats."

Nightwing smiles, face soft with affection. "'Course, Hood. And, uh, Hood's fiancé. We're there any time you need us."

"That's right, chum," Batman says. The obvious care in his voice makes you ache.

Jason had called his family. His family with whom he has a plethora of problems. He'd called them for you.

"Jay," you say, voice thick with emotion. He seems to understand instantly.

"I'll always bring you home," he vows, cupping your face. "Whatever it takes."

He pulls you to him like he can't bear to be away from you any longer.

You squeeze his wrists. "I know. It's okay, Jay. I'm okay."

Out of the corner of your eye, you see that the Bats still have not dispersed. Spoiler looks like she's about to melt into a puddle. Nightwing is the same. Even Batman looks a little sentimental.

Robin is the only one scowling, tapping his foot impatiently.

"Hood, are you not going to introduce your fiance-we-just-learned-existed-tonight?" Robin asks, arms folded.

Jason huffs. "Not with those manners, demon brat."

You roll your eyes and extend your hand to Batman. You say your name, smiling.

"It's an honor to meet you, sir," you say.

Batman laughs, and it sounds a little fond. It's also kind of weird to hear Batman laugh. "No sir necessary. It's equally an honor to meet the person my son is marrying."

Jason makes a choked little noise. You beam.

"Well," Batman murmurs. "We'll let you two get home. We'll track down the rest of Michael's thugs—"

"Come to the wedding," Jason blurts.

Batman stills. "Me?" he asks carefully.

"Everybody," Jason says, tugging you into his side. "Uncle Clark, Aunt Diana, Selina, your ten thousand kids, everyone."

He turns to you. "I-I mean, as long as that's okay with you, baby."

"Oh, Jay. It's your family. Of course I want them to come." You lean in to whisper in his ear. "I'm proud of you."

"Little Wing, c'mere!"

Nightwing tackles Jason in a hug, then drags Robin, who protests loudly, in by his cape. Spoiler snaps a picture from the sideline.

"Now that's adorable," she says.

Batman looks at you. He removes his cowl, and you gasp quietly. He smiles, and it makes him look decades younger. You guess he hasn't smiled much since he lost Jason.

"Thank you," he says.

You tilt your head. "For what?"

"For bringing him back to us."

You duck your head. "Oh, Mr. Wayne, that wasn't me—"

"Bruce," he corrects gently. "And it was. You played a bigger part than you know. You saved him. Thank you."

[heartshapedbubble]

Ello can I request a Norton Fools good x fem reader where she came across the blown up mines and sees Norton (in his hunter form) she’s scared at first but starts to recognise him and slowly starts to approach him reaching her hand up to cub his cheeks ( bro this man needs all the love! )

HOO BOY i agree tho... his release made me regain my interest in norton🫡🫡

[not to be a scum but i'm still open for sanrio emma comms btw😭😭]

fool's gold: imagine...⛏️

cut for length!

paying the bills has become a hellish cycle. break your back to pay off the expenses, relax for the following twenty-ish days, and be sent into frenzy again, not knowing if you're going to have a roof over your head tomorrow or not.

you found yourself hopelessly skimming through newspaper, looking for any job offer possible that would easen up the burden on your wallet. The paper was plastered with offers from bars, post offices and restaurants, but those were a always gamble. will you get your wage or not? and if you will, when? too much effort for something so high-risk.

at last, a small offer in the corner of the page caught your attention. pressed in miniscule letters, it said: MINE RESEARCH. EMPLOYEES URGENTLY NEEDED. EQUIPMENT PROVIDED. underneath the text, an attractive number: $15,000 payed off immediately after the job is done.

not only could this solve the rent for the following 3 months, you'd also have some money left for yourself! you rang the number the second you got home and successfully scored the job, due to the urgency of the situation.

it took you a day or two to start thinking about the job. what do you exactly need to know for mine research? probably at least some physical strength and stamina, you thought. surely it can't be too complex.

you arrived at the mine right on time, the sun slowly slipping back into the horizon to let the moon take center stage. to your dismay, you realized no one else applied for the job. maybe this wasn't a good idea after all? crawling through the narrow, rocky terrain all alone doesn't sound like the ideal scenario. no living being in sight, and 20 minutes have already went by.

still, that money is way too good to pass up. you picked up one of the yellow helmets piled up at the entrance, prayed to whatever god out there that your flashlight has enough power to last the following 2 hours and mindlessly rushed into the collapsing mine.

for the following 10 minutes, your sight unfocused while your mind took the lead, in front of and all around you just rocks and grime, shadows dispelled by the flashlight held by your hip like a lance. only after a good 5 minutes of running did you realize that you, in fact, have no idea what you're supposed to do. what qualifies as mine research? mining, inspecting the ores, measuring the surface?

all sweaty and breathless, the tunnel led you to a large room inside of the mine, the roof extending towards what seemed like a pitch black abyss. carts messily thrown around, bumpy and unpolished geodes laying all over the place, when was the last time a living being stepped foot into this mine? it made sense that such a large sum of money was needed to attract volunteers.

you carefully moved through the rubble, trying to avoid stepping onto pickaxes and shrapnel splayed all over the ground. since you forgot about the gloves your bare hand now held onto the unpromising terrain, the other firmly squeezing the only source of light in this limbo.

the surface grazing your hand now seems like it became... smoother? no longer does it cut and pierce your palms. it's bumpy, but at least you're not risking an infection anymore.

moving inch by inch in fear of falling, the stone below changes its form. you don't even pay attention to the fact that you're now grabbing onto cloth and that, below your palm, a steady pulse is faintly beating.

it's already too late when you realize that you're not alone, and the stone below you starts to take shape and morph until it extends towards the ceiling, now towering over you, slouched like a ragdoll.

complementing the cold shades of grey, a face emerges from the shadows. pale, with defined cheekbones, although malnourished. only his bust passes as human, as below his collarbones there's nothing but a mosaic of pebbles and boulders forming his torso, arms and legs. it - or he, perhaps - is breathing with struggle, coughs interrupting his wheezes here and there.

you feel a sense of dread overcoming you. you freeze on the spot, but he doesn't budge, either. lifeless except for the fact he's breathing and his heart ticks like a machine.

you draw back a step, and he lunges forward, seemingly still not used to this monstrous body of his. he could harm me with ease if he wanted to, a thought suddenly manifests in your mind, and with newfound bravery you inspect the cryptid like a sculpture. your hand grazes over his bumpy and unfinished hands, tugs at the remains of his clothes around his chest. he groans, in annoyance, you assume, but doesn't resist. you climb up a cart to reach his face, your fingers pinch his stubborn hairstrands, inspect the cavity in which his other eye once laid. in a moment of either stupidity or courage you roughly pinch his cheeks - they're cold to the touch, but it's funny how naturally does his intimidating face mush like a little boy's. kind of cute. after a minute of cooing to yourself two of his rocky fingers gently pinch your wrists and put them back to your sides, but his one foggy eye doesn't divert its gaze from yours.

perhaps the flashlight can last an hour more.. you've just began getting to know him, and the mystery of the mine and his origin still lay cold for you to discover.

[angstyhikka]

Commision for @owesome-ice-scream! Loved working with horror stuff!^^✨

My comms are still open btw :3

[clacy2812]

hello!! I was interested in comming you but your bsky dms are closed rjxne is there anywhere else youre open to comm discussion? additionally, do you have a price sheet? Thank you!!

oh! Thank you for telling me, I have opened them now! Im still new to Bsky so i apologize! But you can just talk in my dms

Btw everyone! My bsky is clacyblep.bsky.social :3

[donitkitt]

My sketch comms are still open BTW ! 100$ per chara <3

FORM is here > https://form.jotform.com/212345191509049

[morastfrck]

Sky cotl iap commission! (Days of mischief 2024 comms are currently open too, more info in the profile)

the new season is coming, so im opening another commission slot

1/1 slot for season pass (ty!)

btw i do plan on opening more slots for the days of color iaps, and those can be booked now (those are still available)

one colored & shaded art on my part (halfbody)

i do fanarts, oc's (sky or non-sky), gore, and slight nsfw

Dm it interested!

process: after we discuss the details, i'll add you with friend code and start working on sketch

3 days later (after sky gifting cooldown), you'll send the payment through the friendship tree

once its finished, i continue working on commission (deadline is one month but i'll likely finish the piece within a couple weeks)

no refunds and feel free to ask for updates anytime :)

[cecilebutcher]

Thank you Irene and Aubbie for the tags<3 I really appreciate it a shit ton.

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[bpdloop]

laika ⭐ they/lune

hai~! its your dearest friend laika~!! you can refer to me as any of my names, but i prefer laika rn~! ( ^^ ♪

main is @twinleafsystem

i have comms open 24/7!! ^^

while this blog isnt nsfw, do bear in mind that we are 24 and this is the penis delirious site. i say and do all sorts of crazy shit

do note that i sometimes vent here. block the tag #gsn if you dont wish to see that <3

im a loop fictive! ^^ be weird on my posts and its all over for you, okay? ^^ )/ i am a faggot about siffrin & isa and by god i will never change

my inbox is open and i loooove attention, so feel free to drop by whenever, mkay~? you should also send me drawings on my strawpage!!! :D

i take doodle rqs on my rq blog @scribbling-one!!!

i also do art trades!! if you wanna do a trade feel free to message me~!!

i dont tag spoilers on any of my posts <3

you should totally read my post canon joining the party fic btw <3 plus its tag on this blog! feel free to ask me anything about it!! if i can answer i will. if i cant i still will, but ill be silly about it :P

you should follow my other half as well @butchsiffrin & my other partners @kittenixie & @krisiverse ~ Post Hall Of Fame ~ god bless | your loop is lying to you. | i just want attention | stars your voice is attractive | answer my blindign question stardust . | isat problems animatic you will ALWAYS be famous to me | but we'll make it work~!

tag directory below

#laikas nebulous narrations - text tag

#questions; questions - answer tag

#talking time - reply tag

#rose printed glasses - art tag

#now in technicolor - art colored w more than just b&w or red

#ani - animated artwork

#nonbinary stars - sifloop tag

#stars orbiting the sun - isifloop tag

#of cats and dogs - isafrin tag

#flashbang! - isaloop tag

#feelings buddies - mira and siffrin tag

#stars above -

#loop, #stardust, #mira, #isa, #odile, #bonbon, #nille, #euphrasie, #mdp, #sadnesses

#lulu tag - art of me!! ; #lune tag - art of my fursona!!| #loopy - oh you know | #hoop - human loops :3 | #traveler - start again siffrin

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# - stars and such | #️ - words and such | #stawpage - drawings folks made me on my sp ^^

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[ibtrashwhore]

Since this has been my pinned for awhile, and I like it, I'll just say commissions are technically open,, PayPal Zelle or uh Identity V top up since comms would probably go to that anyway,,, I'll still draw for free if I can stare at Warden btw I want him bad ,,, or skinshare me True Proof she's so aughhh<3,,, former A badge Barmaid cough cough hehe..

My discord is: mymalewives

Dumb dumb talks about lazy price ↓

Bust : sketch $1 - line $3 +color $1

Waist/thigh up : sketch $3 - line $5 +color $3

Full body : sketch $5 - line $10 +color $5

+ character x2

Idk it's whatever I guess I'll draw for a dollar 🙏 I just want idv money,,,

[pumpkin-spike18]

✨Weekly Progress 2024 #3-5✨

ikr, I should call these monthly updates instead 💦💦

Weekly Progress #3

Reviewed BWBOK comments

Weekly Progress #4

Lined and flat colored Comm BG

Provided initial Comm designs

Sketched Comm sprite

Made edits to BWOBK script s1-s3

Planned new BWOBK scenes (3-4)

Started writing BWOBK s3.5

Weekly Progress #5

Finished Comm BG

Finished Comm sprite

[Fan project #1] Initial reading + comments

[Fan project #2] Initial outline review + comments

[Fan project #2] Provided initial character designs

Flat colored all SYVNH BGs (10)

No, it's not a cry for help. I'm just crying.

The Beauty Which Only Beast Knows

I know we originally planned to have the full release by the end of January and today it is... February 5th. Unfortunately, the full team became quite busy in January, but we are all still dedicated to finishing the project! We've made a new timeline and milestones for completing the project (hopefully by April).

[Secret?]

This month, I accepted and spent most of my time working on a commission for a VN project, which is why I listed "Comm" in my update list. I'm not sure what the marketing plans for this project is so I'll write more/support when it comes out.

tbf, if you're in the devtalk server as well, I'm sure you've already seen me talk about it and seen previews of the work.

Stuck in a Yandere Visual Novel... HELP!!

Flat coloring 10 BGs in one week may sound like I've been working throughout the week to responsibly complete this milestone.

No, my dumb ass flat colored 10 BGs in 1 day.

Flat coloring is easy, but even 10 in one day hurts my soul...

I fully blame @usarin for cursing me to complete all 10 in one day.

Go check out their stuff if you haven't already. They make really pretty art and awesome visual novels, too.

Why do I only show 9 BGs btw? Oh, I was stupid and forgot I did 5 during the second session. I only realized it after closing everything that there was a fifth window open and it wasn't a reference.

[Fan Project]

I debated adding this here as these two projects are essentially unrelated to VNs, but part of my creative interests and will take a decent portion of my time. (Don't worry, I still intend to prioritize my ongoing VN projects.) I may change my mind on including it here in the future, but I've included its tasks in my VN to-do notebook since I look at that every day.

That's it for this week month! (I'm going to try to update weekly, but at this rate...) I'm going back to sleep 🥱 I woke up earlier than I wanted to today.

[b1ttersweet-dreams]

hi uh I don't see any commission info so I figured id ask?

I have a robot oc that id love to see your interpretation of so if you do take comms I would love to work with you!

your art is stunning btw.

hello and thank you!!!! :3 my commission info is still in progress, but i am open to commissioning and would love to draw your little guy! we can talk it over in tumblr dms or on discord if you have an account, and email is also an option

[cosmic-ships]

Bro fuck that anon that fucking idiot has probably never touched a pencil in their god damn life, "advice" fucking really bro?? Cause that just looked like your miserable ass being an absolute waste of space n bullying kaden for no fucking reason, btw drawing everyday is NOT a good practice like at all, take it from someone who actually did draw every day that shit seriously fucks your arm up I literally couldn't raise a glass of water to my face with how bad I managed to fuck up my arm, not to mention improving isn't just about putting pencil to paper it's about studying your subject of interest, just drawing won't help, you need to actually have some understanding of your subject matter watching tutorials or artistic tip videos is just as useful, also flat colours? That fucking moron does know that most if not all artists offer flat colour comms right? People actually make money off of flat colouring n this absolute miserable excuse of a human being is somehow saying it's a bad thing??? Like bro go touch some fucking grass n maybe you might not be such a miserable salty bitch

Fren your art looks amazing you've improved so much over the years I've known you, your anatomy gets better with every piece you do n your details are amazing, the way you draw hair is gorgeous n I know I've used it as an example before but that bust shot of nocturne you drew a while back, absolutely fucking stunning honesty when you first posted that I had to do a double take cause god fuckn damn you got talent, don't let this pathetic coward stop you from drawing or posting your art their words are worthless n they know it since they hid on anon to spew such absolute steaming dogshit, if you ever decided to open comms I'd absolutely commission the hell outta you!

.......luna is scary when angered /lh

Really though thanks for the second part of your ask. I appreciate you. I sometimes forget I drew that bust shot of nocturne tbh I've been trying to recreate it but I can't remember what I did to make it look like that lmfaoooo

I tried drawing everyday on paper but I kept getting burnt out and somehow it started to progress negatively like everything I made got uglier ajsksbdkdjs so I stopped doing that and decided to draw just when I feel like it and about whatever hits my brain! (It's mostly nature and flowers pffffttt)

Thanks for having my back though, I appreciate you fren and ilu /pl I know i change my tags but I really still admire your art Luna! Your art is inspiring to me personally!! 💜 and you were the one in the first place to help me continuing to posts! Just because I never forget what you told me once. That even if I think its bad I should post it! Because it came from the heart and all that! :3

[toast-tales]

hey, if you’re in a writing mood it’d be cool to see a slice of life thing with Danny and Christopher

i really enjoyed itwom btw -v- (am eepy so don’t have words to say how cool)

Hey there anon! I'm so glad you enjoyed my silly lil story <3

And wouldn't you know it, I've been looking for an excuse to share one of the few little snippets I wrote for fun a while back. I'm not sure it's exactly what you were expecting for "slice of life," but I wanted to toy with the idea of Danny and Christopher being the same size and stuck in the human world together.

(And if it's not what you were wanting, well, my askbox is always open! :3)

The Supermarket

“Do you actually need all of that stuff?” Danny scoffed, watching every new addition to the basket with a judgmental gaze. 

“I do have a routine to keep up with,” Christopher said with a smirk—though it didn’t have the same amount of overwhelming confidence as usual. Danny could tell that everything weighed on him more than he let on, and while she wasn’t exactly at ease herself, the giant was clearly much more out of his element. 

Well, if he needs whatever the hell THAT is to feel a little more comfortable, she thought, eyeing a bottle of something she assumed might have been some sort of hair product, I guess I can let it go.

While he was perusing a shelf of soaps, her eyes wandered along the rows of products. The relationship she had with her memory at the moment was rocky. It didn’t come back to her immediately, as she’d hoped. Sometimes when she read a label, the name would sound familiar, but just on the edge of her own understanding. They had some things in the human city, of course—like shampoo and toothpaste. But certainly nothing of the variety here in the supermarket. She tried to get a closer look at things, reading the labels and trying to make sense of the fuzziness in her head that came when she tried to remember each item’s purpose and relation to her.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and nearly jumped out of her skin, before realizing that Christopher had materialized behind her. Even at this size, or perhaps, especially at this size, his footsteps were soft and silent. 

“Do you need any help, doll?” he asked, leaning down slightly so that his voice fluttered next to her ear. He stood close to her, almost pulling her in towards him in a half-hug with the arm he had draped across her shoulders.

“N-no,” she stuttered. She wouldn’t ever say it aloud, but she didn’t mind Christopher touching her like this, not in the way she would mind with almost anyone else. His physical proximity to her when she was tiny was a near-constant, always being held or picked up or sitting near him or being in his stomach. In an unfamiliar world, where they were both out of their comfort zones and faced with no small amount of uncertainty, having Christopher in such close physical proximity was one of the few things she could cling to that were familiar and safe. Even if she wasn’t quite used to someone of her own size touching her like this—not in a way she was comfortable with, as most touch made her skin crawl—the presence she had grown so acquainted with helped to pull her back to reality and out of her own head. 

She ever so slightly leaned into the giant’s arm. Not enough to make it seem obvious, or she’d never hear the end of it. “I uh…I need this…” she glanced down at the bottle in her hands, whose contents and purpose were still foreign to her. “…mi-micellar cleansing water.” 

Christopher glanced at it for a moment. He began to rub small circles on Danny’s shoulder with his thumb. “You’re not sure what that is, are you?” 

The slow, methodical touch almost distracted her from the frustrating haze of her memories, or lack thereof. She didn’t see a point in keeping up the lie. “No,” she scowled, putting the bottle back on the shelf where she’d found it. “I don’t know what half this shit is for.”

“It’s alright, Danny.” Christopher didn’t move away from her yet. He squeezed her shoulder, communicating more than he could have with words. “I’ll make sure we get what we need, okay?” 

Danny could feel her chest rise and fall a little heavier as the frustration began to bubble under the surface, but she swallowed it back. “Yeah, okay.” 

As if it was as natural and casual as anything, she felt Christopher leave a soft, quick kiss atop her head before he pulled away from her. It left her standing there in shock, glad she was facing away from him so that he couldn’t see the way her cheeks blazed. She was so lost in the fog of her brain that she couldn’t even find it in her to protest. Because she didn’t mind it.

It reminded her of home. 

[kart0]

Today was not a good day and my mood is terrible and I have no money and I am barely surviving

I have been planning on opening commissions because I really, really need money. All I have, literally, is $0,053. I am not joking. I have R$0,29 ( my currency ). That's all I have on my bank account. and I refuse to use credit bc I know myself and I don't want to owe money. I'm already owing $40 to my mom, bc I had to prepare for a con, which ended up being very bad and I made no profit whatsoever. I borrowed $100 from her and all money I got, I used to pay her back. And I still haven't paid it all.

And I am. Desperate. I have to buy clothes ( haven't gotten new clothes since 2019 ) and I need new shoes ( I always ask for shoes on my birthday, bc I don't have money to get new ones by myself so I use my birthday as an excuse ) and I plan to save money to buy a new computer. I have a notebook that doesn't work, takes around 3 hours. THREE. FUCKING HOURS. to turn on and work properly. I've been meaning to switch to drawing on a pc because my ipad can only do so much ( and it does a lot, I love it, but it doesn't have a lot of options. I can't get clip paint studio on my ipad cuz it's a subscription and it is expensive. I have clip paint on my notebook tho, but it just doesn't work cuz it's too heavy, and I like working on big canvas )

Last year I was looking for a display drawing tablet ( I bought myself a Wacom intuos in 2017, but I couldn't adapt. I am not very coordinated. At that time i would prefer to draw traditionally, and if digital, on my phone with my FINGER. ) and my dad ended up gifting me one that I really loved ! I had been looking for good and cheap alternatives to wacoms, and I was so dedicated into finding one that I'd be able to afford and he ended up gifting me one !!!! I was over the moon !!!! It was pricey, so I got it as a birthday, and Christmas gift combined. My birthday is in August btw so it was toooootally fine. I don't usually get any Christmas gifts anyways. At least not expensive ones, I usually ask for underwear, or socks, or pajamas. Things I need.

I opened the display tablet and then it dawned on me. My notebook suuuuuuuucks. It will be such a hassle to work and just inconvenient. Why would I spend 3 hours turning it on when my ipad it's already there.

Ugh I am sorry I am getting so out of track, I just. I need to explain why, this matters so much to me.

The actual upsetting thing:

I will open comms, and I have been struggling to price my art because. I don't want to fail, and not get any customers cuz it's too expensive. But I can't work for free, lately I've been spending at least 2 hours on every bust I've drawn. And I know it's not the cleanest or sharpest artstyle out there. I keep doubting myself that no one is interested in my art, in me. I have some followers on Twitter, which is my main source of clients. But I barely get any interactions. If my art can barely get any comments or likes or fucking views, then most likely no one will see my commission post, and no one will buy one.

And to make things worse, I have a mutual who is super nice I really like her I think she's awesome and she has great art but she just announced she's planning to open comms too, soon. And I feel so fucking stupid. Everyone was commenting on that post saying "I can't wait" "ohhhh this will be good" "this is so exciting I will definitely comm you" and I got. Nothing.

It's my own fault. I'm the only one to blame. I don't interact a lot. I'm not a part of the community there. I don't have friends there. Even though I have double her followers, I don't have their trust, or their empathy. Maybe I'm just that unlikable. I'm not worth it.

And I feel like I could've done something about it. If I had been braver and posted my comms sheet sooner, before her post. If I tried harder to make friends there. If I posted more art. If I. If I just.

I don't know what to do, and I feel terrible about these thoughts. She deserves it ! She deserves more than I do. She's nicer and I'm just me. A prickly, bored, unfazed, egocentric narcissist who can only cry about themself. I feel such shame, and guilt, but I can't help it. I am a naturally envious, jealous, and putrid shell of a person.

I've been trying to be nicer but I don't have the energy to talk to them, and I feel too awkward. I feel so fucking lonely all the time and I need validation. I seek for love. I want to be seen and loved and cherished. I want them to look at me but I don't do my part. All I'm good is my art, and it's not even that fucking good. My worth is my posts. Gosh, I feel so stupid.

Why am I like this ?

I feel angry to myself that I can't be normal. I don't make friends I don't talk to anyone I don't make connections.

I don't post a lot and I am not that active.

The worst thing even is that I don't even have a job.

I don't want to charge too much, I don't want to get paid too little. I don't want to burn out and not be able to get more comms. I don't want to not get any comms at all.

This other artist is in the same fandom as I am ( haikyuu ) so we basically have the same clients. If I charge too high, they will compare our prices and choose hers. "Her art is better" "her art is worth more" "at least she will offer full bodies, when you only will offer headshots"

They will choose her, and I don't know what to do. I know we're in a crisis, economy is in shambles, and people just can't afford to support both artists. I know that ! I know that and I can't change my pricing because it's already cheap, for me. People always say to charge more but most people just don't want me. And my commissions always tend to look like shit because I am too afraid to upset people. I need to prove they did the right choice by commissioning me. I need them to know I did my best. I want them to be happy. But all I feel is that I'm failing !

I'm failing at everything, look where I am !

I DONT EVEN HAVE A FUCKING DOLLAR. I DONT HAVE 1 DOLLAR. One fucking dollar.

And I feel like I'm going crazy. How could I not ? I don't have a job, I will never get a job, I am barely surviving at college, I have no plans for the future, I am neurodivergent and no one will hire me, I don't work well with other people I am not friendly. I'm just.

I'm bad at being a person.

I don't know what to do. Yes I will be opening comms. And I'm considering lowering my prices. I don't blame this artist at all. It's not her fault, and I know that.

And I don't wish her any harm. I just. I feel envy. Why am I not her.

Why am I so bad at this ?