#or the site explodes for good

[dragonroilz]

No question, deleted twitter and was pleasantly surprised to see you here. I will continue to like your posts and enjoy your art. You will not escape my eyes.

Keep up the good work!

good for you for getting off of that hellsite. and thank you for all of the support! ill try to post more frequently here.

[southpauz]

I made these silly pics as twitter imploded yesterday

[tiny-evillious]

hi welcome to shaba's guide to drawing riliane! a somewhat step-by-step visual guide to drawing the tyrannical 14 year old queen of lucifenia, or at least how i draw her

some notes before i start

- this is for fun more than anything

- it's also because i'm tired of people drawing the guidebook design that has not been used since 2014 and complaining that riliane it too hard to draw

- most of the guide is purely visual with no written explanation

- does not include coloring

- probably not good for cosplay

- i'm not gonna stop you from drawing the older design i'm just going to judge you /lh

- feel free to ask for a more detailed explanation if you don't understand something

- but also understand that i don't know everything about the design

- some details here are habits i picked up over the last 10 years of drawing riliane

if you want the finer details of everything, looking at official art (mostly after 2014) is the best idea! all the reference art in the guide by ichika

and with that, let's start!

main body+ skirt

top shapes and line

please refer to the guidebook for jewelry

head

this is how i draw her hair, with my own stylistic habits

aaaaand done!

but here's some details on things

basically the sleeves have 2 layers of ruffles, this is explained the worst here. look up how ichika draws the sleeves to understand better

AND DONE! hope this helps at least one person, and whoever wants to follow this disaster guide i wanna see how it turned out!!!! and remember, practice and actual up to date references are key to improvement! also let me know if you want me to do anyone else

[okayto]

I'm in a reference class right now and I just get so irrationally angry about the requirements.

Like, obviously, the purpose of the class is to make sure all the theoretically-future (or sometimes current) librarians know how to actually look things up AND verify sources AND in a wide variety of subjects and topics. Yes, good, valuable, important.

BUT I hate it so much. I hate questions that sound like they came from an alien whose best human impression comes from old chatbots: "Who is Zora Neale Hurston? What is she known for? Does Sparkle Library have any of her books?" why are you asking the first two questions if you clearly know them enough to ask the third "What's this geologic feature I saw in town? What's its history? Where is it?" can I point you to Google Maps please "What is the meaning of the word fandom?" why am I required to find you four verified resources on a dictionary definition "Can you help me find articles about this topic" yes but our professor hasn't actually given us examples of how they'd 'verify' articles so IDK if this will work even though it's literally exactly how I'd do this in my actual library job where I provide reference services to college students.

[non-operator]

Listening to the most recent Sova voicemail, I'm making it a hc that Sova's just as bad with tech as Brimstone is.

Like, he could be just be running into tech above his paygrade coincidentally in a row, with failing to hack the Sunset panel and now not being able to turn off the alarm, but I think it's funnier that he's Brimstone level, or worse.

I mean, the duelists are joking about Brimstone forgetting his password... and Sova decides the best person to call to help with the alarms is Brimstone??

This is why Sova can only use disposable/one-use tech.

[bloodanddiscoballs]

buying a couple shirts to put my own logo stuff on to see how it turns out is so stressfullllll I need them to be soft please please please

[joculatrixster]

there has to be a middle ground between "this character is irredeemable villan" and "this character did nothing wrong" bc this character has a past of beign abusive to those around them and has done some very fucked up shit that they still havent unlearned fully is not ok by the end of the cnaon material and never was forced to change or go through an arch but they have the potential to do good and at the heart of who they r wants to be a hero but keep fuckign it up bc all they know is violence and control and we shouldnt just throw all that naunce of who they r out bc they could and can change if given the right circumstances its jsut the original author fucked sucked at writing them

[ganondoodle]

i really dont know how to write an utterly harmless opinion, ultimately irrelevant complaint or comment on an observation without someone getting pissy at me for it

[cepheusgalaxy]

Gwilym pressed himself into the corner of his cell, tucking his limbs into his body as close as he could. His bony knees pressed into his chin. His thin arms were squished behind him. His wings were held down with the band around his chest anyway, but the exposed parts flattened completely against his back.

He might have accepted what Yorath was going to do to him and prepared himself for it, but that didn’t mean he would make it easy. 

Still a fighter. Yorath had muttered that last time. Gwilym held those words close and took them for his own. 

Still a fighter. 

“Do you know why I hurt you, Gwilym?” asked Yorath. 

“Because I tried to kill you twice and blew up three rooms and you like it when I scream and you especially like it if you can make me beg,” said Gwilym, his voice quiet and raspy from disuse and dehydration. He had learned to speak despite the discomfort it caused him. 

He had learned a lot of uncomfortable things. 

“Do you know why I enjoy hurting you specifically?” 

Gwilym shook his head. Because he healed fast? 

Anything to keep him talking and delay the pain. 

“Because through hurting you I hurt Eirlys,” said Yorath. “You burn. Far away, safe at home, Fen screams. Eirlys is powerless to do anything about it. You, as a person, are insignificant. You don’t matter. I’d have killed you within days if not for your connection to Eirlys. Your Fen wouldn’t have been allowed to go home if he were anyone else’s son or were you not soul-bonded. Your crimes merit execution, but I let you live for this.” 

“Why Eirlys?” 

Keep him talking. 

Yorath rested the flat of his knife- not iron this time, thank Brân- against Gwilym’s cheek. “If someone caused the death of your child, wouldn’t you do anything you could to make that person responsible hurt?” 

He sliced down. 

Gwilym didn’t scream. He never screamed at the first cut. Yorath knew this.

Every time, they played the game of finding out at what point Gwilym would scream this time, at what point his survival mechanism of going limp and hiding inside himself would kick in, if and when he would start begging, at what point he would stop begging to preserve his little remaining strength and give up completely, at what point he would pass out from the pain and the constant use of his magic. The game of finding out how many times his body could be destroyed and he would still come back from it.

It was a game for Yorath, at least. For Gwilym, it was a repetition of the most traumatic things to ever happen to him, an exercise in self-control, a discovery of what exactly his magic could do and what his body and mind could take. A discovery of at what point he would try- fail- to kill himself this time.

He hated his magic. He hated how it kept him alive. He hated how it healed him so fast, over and over, and gave Yorath more opportunity and time to inflict pain.

He wanted to die. He wanted it to end. 

The second cut came. Precise, measured, planned, removing skin from his face while preserving the wasting-away muscle beneath it. “Right now, Fen will feel his face stinging. He’ll know what’s coming next. He’ll know or guess that you’re being skinned again. He’ll cry and scream and curse his inability to do anything to save you. Eirlys will hold him and think of me and know what I’m doing to you and why.”

Gwilym still didn’t scream, but he was breathing fast now, too fast, his chained hands shaking violently behind him.

He pushed his face into his knees, slicing himself on the knife against his cheek as he moved. The small, bleeding, skinless portion stung when it touched his grimy pants.

It was already healing over.

This would be the second time his skin would have to completely regenerate. The second time Yorath skinned him alive. 

Maybe it meant the iron would come out. He grabbed for even the smaller bit of hope now, things like maybe he’ll forget or maybe it will only be blunt. 

Yorath twisted his hand in Gwilym’s hair and pulled his head up, horribly and deceptively gently. “Hiding already? We’ve barely gotten started.”

A broken sob came from Gwilym’s chest.

Yorath sat down in front of him, crossing his legs, a cruel grin on his face. He spread out his tools between them. 

[Image description: A reaction image. It shows a drawing of an emoji-like guy beating their fists on the table and banging their head to it too, excitedly. /end ID.]

omg.....................hes crying...............

[david-watts]

really interesting how some people on this site, who seemingly are the type to be smug about the fact they have no trouble with critical thinking skills too, will take their opinion on something subjective and pretend it's objective fact. what's the definition of subjective again

[cluepoke-archive]

OK wait I don't care at all about minor spoilers at this point but I saw some. Stuff. Gwen trans real??? REAL? REAL ITS REAL? TELL ME ITS REAL???

[piinfeathers]

i have opinions about video games and i can't post them on twitter.com this is HELL

[nnugatoryextravagance]

I'm gonna be real with you guys every passing day I am reminded why I'm so embarassed to even just say that I actively use ao3, and I simultaneously am made even further embarassed from what ends up reminding me, and shock of all shocks it never actually ends up having to do with the fact of it being a fanfiction website itself, which yknow what? Its almost impressive if it weren't so god awful

[aiki-art]

all that aside. i genuinely dont know what tf im gonna do if tumblr explodes. (which honestly is only feeling sooner and sooner given the rapid deterioration of this site etc etc anyways).

like. im not moving to twitter i hated twitter Before it started imploding on itself i never want to get twitter. I have an instagram and regularly ignore it because i hate it. reddit is exploding. i would genuinely rather stop using the internet entirely than get a tiktok.

what the fuck else is left? facebook??? no lol. fucking pillowfort?????????? dont speak those words to me i was there when it was written. idk anything about mastodon except that its Twitter The Sequel and again i dont want a fuckin twitter. like what the hell is left. are we going back to deviantart. is it myspace time. how's livejournal doing these days /JOKE.

[romqnticstylez]

god if only i had expressvpn

[scriptedstage]

Ahh I’m so glad you’re enjoying SRU stuff!! :D For oc headcannons— tell me about the oc you were reblogging before!! Do they have any pet peeves? What’s their favorite pastime? Have a good one :D

Of course! The lot of ya make some really good AUs! Not to mention the designs, writing, art, etc. are always so interesting and well done. The new game really sparked my interest in the series again, but the fan content and AUs are what really pulled me back into the fandom!

I already typed all this out, but Tumblr ate it, so I'm gonna try again. orz

The OC I was reblogging is (for the most part) Frederick Fourth, a character I originally made for a friends HL:VR-AI Circus AU, but he's since developed into more of a multipurpose sort of OC that I can just stick in verses and situations. For BATIM, I made him into a theatre technician/maintenance for the Cort Theatre that's mentioned in the books! He was there already when it was bought out by the Studio, and was just kept around because it was cheaper to keep him than to hire and train someone new.

This post got long, so the rest is below the cut!

Pet Peeves:

- Freddy cannot stand having a cluttered workspace. His apartment is another story, but at work he can't stand having things be disorganized or scattered. Papers, books, wires; Being unable to navigate his workspace is infuriating for him. - Noises like eating/chewing, swallowing, shoes squeaking, etc. drive Freddy up the wall. - Wet clothes. He loves to go over to the Studio to chat with the people there, but if there's any flooding from those damn pipes that are gonna give him wet socks? You couldn't pay him to go in there. - Heights. Less of a pet peeve and more of a fear, but he is terrified of having to climb up onto ladders and catwalks, and every time he does it he questions his career choices.

Pastimes:

- Freddy is really big on art! He wanted to be an artist or an actor as a kid, but as he got older he settled into a career that had a bit more stability. Not to mention, he's seen the Art Department. He knows better than to let Joey find out that he's an artist on the side. - Violin! Freddy is self taught, so he's not... great at it, but it's entertaining enough for him to keep up with it at home. - Photography is another hobby of Freddy's, albeit a little less often. - Just wandering, really. He enjoys going for walks and watching people, listening to birds, watching for flowers between the sidewalk, etc.

Here's some silly talksprites I was working on to try and figure out a style and his BATIM design, but I'll probably opt for just giving him a fullbody ref eventually.