#thank you for motivating me to doodle something today!

[noirbriar]

// What is your hc appearance for Lindir? 👀

hello! as much as i think fair haired lindir is fun and very tra-la-la-lally, i feel that dark haired lindir fits the vibes in imladris? (too many silver blonds in lothlorien and mirkwood!) a dark haired sindar with the noldors

lindir just seem very down to earth though at the same time, fun loving young minstrel until war and duties hit hard over the years. not much jewellery on unless he has a performance and even then he will wear the bare minimum and never rings or noisy dangling things affecting his playing. weeks of composing in a creative fever in the trees with leaves in his hair in very simple robes (cough like the modern day artist cough) makes it easy to blend in and listen to the gossip/ ongoings in the House.

not sure if this fits your ask! but thank you for this!

have a bonus tired lindir working his part time job to pay the bills

[yoredoesmore]

Is it cool if I request Hoshina Soshiro x Fem reader but Hoshina saw the reader drawing him on her sketch book a place can be anywhere.

Ok bye!

a/n: what a cute little request! Thank you so much for submitting something ^^

pairing: Hoshina x fem!Reader

summary: reader draws her vice captain as a cat (=^･ｪ･^=)

genre: fluff/romance/comedy [wc: 1.1k ]

enjoy!

Vice Catnip Hoshina | Hoshina Soshiro

It was one of those days again, where peace and quiet consumed Tachikawa Base. Most of today's schedule consisted of training sessions and important battle discussions– two activities that did not demand your presence as Operations Sub Leader. Your workload consisted of finding new information on the Kaiju and Improving the suit's functions.

Therefore you sat in the cramped space of your office, mind trapped in a cloud of concentration. You normally felt nothing but joy when pursuing your job. Every little achievement, be it fixing a small issue or handing in a report, made the pride in your heart grow. But today that energy had left you.

You felt little to no joy nor motivation, the mere thought of picking up the next file caused you immense stress. All you wished for was to lie down on your bed and enjoy the beautiful spring weather. But your next break was hours away and the way things were looking right now, with the huge pile of papers that sat in front of you, you wouldn't be out of her before midnight.

“Ugh..if only I wasn't alone.” You sighed, hands reaching for your mechanical pencil. While thinking about what piece of work to tackle next, you dragged your pencil over a ripped piece of paper, scribbling whatever came to mind. You found out that this was quite therapeutic and helped you blow off some steam sometimes.

As you looked down to see what you created, you were met with an abstract doodle of a cat.

You smiled.

The cat was holding a fish in her hand and her mouth sat wide open to devour it. Your eyes moved across the drawn lines, with nothing in mind at first, until you realized that its teeth looked awfully familiar. Two sharp fangs, where have you seen those before..?

Almost immediately an image popped into your head, the very face of your beloved Vice Captain. It was quite absurd, comparing Hoshina to a cat, yet the more you thought about it the more the resemblance struck you– until you were fully convinced that the Vice Captain looked just like a cat.

In any normal situation you would have allowed yourself a quick laugh and move on with your duties but for some reason imagining Hoshina as a cat was quite hilarious, thus you entertained yourself further with the thought.

“The Vice Captain as a cat..what would he look like exactly?” Your hands reached for your pencil case where they pulled out an eraser. Now fully equipped you felt ready to bring your imagination to life. You scribbled and drew and erased, trying to create a perfect reflection of your mind. Twenty minutes went by without you realizing, this new activity having you in quite a hold. You were so deep in thought that you didn't even hear the door opening.

As you drew the final line a hum of satisfaction escaped your lips. Your gaze admired the art you had put on your notebook, pride shining in your eyes.

“Is that supposed to be me?”

You froze.

The pencil you were holding on so tightly only seconds ago fell out of your hands, connecting with the cold floor and the blood in your body turned to ice as you finally perceived the new presence behind you. Slowly turning your body around, you were met with the curious face of your Vice Captain.

“No.” Was the only response you found yourself being able to come up with.

“But it says Vice Catnip at the bottom, slightly inappropriate if I might add but I'll let it slide because it's a good drawing.”

Ten minutes ago you were giggling and laughing at the slightly inappropriate pun you came up with. You spend a good amount of time thinking of cat related words that would either match Vice or Captain– Vice Cat-tain would have almost made it on the paper but the pronunciation felt off.

If only you would have gone with that one.

You sat there in silence, neither of you saying anything. Hoshina patiently waited for you to explain yourself but the only thing you wished to do was take the paper and rip it into thousand little pieces.

“It's you..” You finally managed to admit. You mentally prepared yourself to get the scolding of your life. Hoshina was not the type of guy who took any type of mockery lightly but instead of teasing words, you were graced with a heartfelt laugh. The man reached his hand out to grab the paper and give it a more thorough examination.

“Please don't look at it!” Your protest fell on deaf ears as the Vice Captain dragged his eyes over every line, carefully analyzing your art work. You were no match for him either. Desperately you tried to snatch the paper out of his grip but every time you lifted your hands, Hoshina pulled away at the last second. After two minutes you simply gave up and accepted your fate.

“I'm not mad if that's what ya thinkin.” He suddenly said, returning the art piece.

“You are not..?” Your hands reached out to receive it.

“It's quite cute. Me as a cat, never imagine that.” His little laugh slightly eased the tension in the air, allowing you to relax. Placing the drawing down, you started to explain to the Vice Captain how you ended up in this situation, so that he wouldn't get the wrong idea. To your surprise, he showed quite a lot of consideration and even admitted that he liked it when his colleagues joked around like that with him.

You laughed and chatted for a little longer, until all humiliation was forgotten.

“Ya figured what cat I would be?” Hoshina suddenly asked, catching you off guard.

“Hm..let me think. Probably the type that meows really loud for no reason.”

The look Hoshina gave you was priceless. “I meant..the breed.”

What is wrong with me??

Hoshina broke out into another fit of laughter while you were trying your best not to drown in a sea of shame. This was your first time interacting with the Vice Captain in such casual way. Although you have done nothing but humiliate yourself so far, this was rather nice. It was a good distraction from work and definitely worked better than random scribbles.

Bonus:

“Come again?"

“Looking at someone's drawing without their permission is quite rude, so it's only fair..” Your voice became a mere whisper at the end, yet Hoshina still heard everything clearly.

“Only fair, huh?” A long sigh escaped his lips as he cleared his throat.

Is he actually going to..

“Meow.”

You gasped.

The look on the Vice Captains face was picture worthy. To think that he'd actually comply and meow for you, it made your heart jump.

“Vice Captain..” Kafka stood at the door, accompanied by Reno and Shinomiya. They had come by to ask Hoshina something important but were instead met with something horrifying.

“..Did you just..meow?”

“No.”

[gucciwins]

Harry is in awe of his girlfriend

A/N: something short and sweet while I work on other stories.

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Y/N loved her students. 

It was obvious by all the care she put into her classroom. She got help every year to set it up with a new theme. The motivational posters, the reading chart decorated with her student’s doodles. Every detail in her room tells a story. It’s her second year, but Y/N knows it is something she wanted to do. The impact she is making may not be seen now, but years down the line they’ll see it started during their time in school.

Y/N was in charge of planting the seed, she knew she didn’t always get to see the flower flourish. 

This week, Y/N had students invite parents to read the children a book of their choice. Y/N had many parents come, it allowed for the student to show off their parent during this time. It reminded her of when her dad made time out of his busy schedule to come in for her. 

Today, Harry was coming in to support his niece as he loved being involved. He was eager too because Harry knew Isabela was in her class. Of course, there was no special treatment but Isabela did get to enjoy lunch with her some days.

Harry got here early, and entered the classroom quietly as to not disturb the class but Y/N noticed him. He took a seat at her back table knowing he’d have to wait until they were home to have all her undivided attention. 

“My friends, you’re all doing great. I know math is not our favorite but I appreciate the volunteers that wanted to come up. You can always come to me during for support. ” Y/N knows what it was like to be anxious in class not knowing if it was okay to ask for extra help. She goes over a few math problems, allowing the students to asks questions. 

From the back of the room, Harry sees how Y/N manages to make every student feel seen and heard. Not once does she raise her voice to get their attention, the class stays focused on her every word and Harry is in awe. He always knew Y/N was good at her job but seeing it in person was something different. 

Y/N had always been a kind soul, he knew that from the moment he met her. Yet in the classroom it seemed as if she only became more open, softer he’d like to say. 

People go in look of their true calling, some find it in dancing or art sometimes never at all but he can say that Y/N found her gift in people. More specifically students. She was helping our future genteration grow and that is something he will always be proud of. Harry decides to text her to share all the joy he’s feeling seeing Y/N flutter around teaching her students. 

Harry 

You are so pretty. 

Your room feels safe and comforting. 

You are amazing. I’m in awe of you. 

I love you.

Harry knows she won’t see it until lunch time and he’s okay with that for now he’ll remain admiring his girlfriend. 

“Now, I’ve got a special guest here today,” Y/N gestures to Harry to stand and make his way next to her. He does so while giving Isabela a small wave. “This is Mr. Styles.” 

“Hi Mr. Styles,” the class greets in unison. 

“Hello, thank you for welcoming me into your class. I’m Isabela’s uncle.”

Isabela cheers, rushing over to give her uncle a hug after Y/N gives her the okay. “Now friends, let’s remember to be respectful to Mr. Styles. While he gets settled in, why don’t we sit criss cross applesauce on the carpet.” 

The children begin to file in, careful not to push each other making sure they sit next to their friends. While Harry reads the title of the bookY/N walks over to her desk. She checks the time on her phone when she catches a glimpse of Harry’s text. Y/N turns her head to see if he’s watching her but finds him deep into the story, using a new voice for each character. The students are hanging on to his every word. Y/N knew Harry was happy to be here to support her. She felt the outpouring of his love from the moment he walked in. 

Yeah, Y/N was lucky to have him.

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this was the inspiration behind the story

[schoenpepper]

Like Raven Feathers

Intro: Riddle does something against the rules. And because of that, he'll fall from Heaven, oh he'll fall, just for you.

Warnings: bad writing, awful grammar, proofread by quillbot, Riddle's mom is mentioned, lots of religious whatever, bro's a simp through and through

A/N: Lookie what I whipped up with a random dose of motivation. Riddle's not even in my top five faves so I'm not sure why the first full fic I'll ever post is one about him. This has no effect on my Isekai'd Chronicles series update schedule, but it does share the same universe so go check it out if you're confused.

Masterlist

Riddle has always lived his life by the Bible of the Church of Light. Every movement is according to scripture, and every choice is made under the guidance of his mother, the Saintess. Since she has the highest authority in Heaven and is the angel closest to the God of Light, surely she's correct in all that she does. Surely he's correct to follow her. He would keep his wings pure and abide by every rule; no one likes a fallen acolyte of Light.

In this little circle, he's safe.

He wakes up at sunrise every day and prays. He does as is taught to him: give his thanks for every blessing and apologize for every failure, for every sin, and for every wrong he's committed. Most days, he doesn't know why he's begging for forgiveness. Today, he does. "Forgive me, oh Lord of Light," Riddle mumbles piously under his breath. "I have done something unbecoming of your servant. I have developed…feelings, for a mortal nonetheless. I have given away the love that rightfully belongs to you. Please have mercy and forgive this poor soul."

He never says a word about repenting.

After ten minutes of prayer, he makes his bed, takes a bath, straightens out his feathers, and brushes his teeth. Then it's time to double-check all the items he needs for classes and ensure that he's done all the assignments necessary for each day. He has breakfast with the rest of his dormitory members after giving thanks to his Lord for the food. There's another prayer after eating.

Another careless apology leaves his lips.

Classes go by far too slowly for his liking. When he sits at the cafeteria for lunch, his blue-gray eyes search for the mortal that's been in his mind for far too long, far too often. They light up when he finds you.

There's you beyond his circle, just out of reach.

Riddle isn't shy when he asks you to spend lunch with him. When you agree with a smile, his heart seems to beat faster than before. Too fast for his brain to keep up with. He's short of breath around you; you make him unable to even think. He's like an electronic toy short-circuiting in water. That's what you are, after all—strange, unfamiliar territory he isn't allowed to traverse. But even the first angels fell to temptation, so who is he to be the exception?

You're the sweetest forbidden fruit.

He has to go back to class eventually, but he hates that he does. That's weird, that's wrong; he's Riddle Rosehearts, and studies should be his priority after his God. But his hand is out of his control when he doodles little hearts on the border of his notebook (why would he do that? It's so childish, so immature.).

After class, he sends you a text to ask you to study with him in the library. Alone, preferably, because your friends always raise a ruckus (that's the excuse he tells you and himself). He feels content, happy, when you show up by yourself. The two of you sit across from each other, and he reviews topics for you that he still remembers clearly from his first year. Riddle finds it fun. Perhaps some would call it tedious, but he thinks that you're a worthy use of his time. He gets paid by the way you pout when you're struggling with a question. He feels fulfilled when you smile that bright smile, all teeth showing, eyes squinted into crescents, when you claim to finally understand something you've been struggling with for a while. He thinks he can die happy in your arms when you hug him in excitement and thank him for tutoring you.

You trespass into his little circle.

He packs up too soon because you have some commitment with some other person; he's alone in the library now. He sees the way other people look at you. You're just so uniquely you; he understands they want you the way he does. It doesn't mean he'll relent his efforts to snake his way into your heart. You're something he desperately wants, needs, even.

He's envious of the way other people make you laugh. Riddle's never been the humorous type (do you like that type better?). He's too strict, too strait-laced. Maybe you don't think he's fun, or cool, or interesting. Do you even think of him at all?

He still can't touch you.

When he's back at the dorm, he spends the rest of his time buried in his assignments. Perhaps getting you off his mind is the best thing he can do today. He's unproductive when you're the only thing on his mind, so he buries you underneath mountains of schoolwork.

Why can't he reach you?

He lays in bed after another prayer. The same apology is said. He can't even bother to change it. At some point, he'll stop asking for forgiveness. Some time in the future, he'll only confess his love for you in his daily prayers without being sorry for it. Falling in love with a mortal is wrong. Praying insincerely is wrong. But you, you, oh, you're everything that's right in this sinful world. His mother will never understand him.

But the God of Light will.

Because he doesn't even know when it started, but you've become his light. He fears for the darkness that will swallow him when you're gone.

Don't choose someone else. Don't find someone else. Don't love someone else.

He'll leave his circle on his own.

And when the angel falls, he'll make sure he goes out with the most glorious fireworks.

With you.

[creativesaturn]

hey!! i absolutely love your writing style, and i have notifications specifically on so i don’t miss when you post :) i had an idea that literally just came to me but i don’t really have any plot to go with it 😭

so basically, any cm character (maybe hotch, emily or spence?) walking in on the reader drawing said character & the reader gets really embarrassed and tries to put it away, but the character actually really likes the drawing and asks to keep it and just something wholesome idk 😭🫶

absolutely don’t feel pressured to write this, just had an idea and thought i’d share <3

Summary: Hotch finds out about your drawing hobby.

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x gn!reader

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 515

a/n: sorry this took so long to post! I wanted to scrap it and redo it but I decided not to. That's really sweet of you thank you so much!!! hope you enjoy 💞💞

Aaron knocked on your hotel door, not once, but twice.

You were too busy listening to music that filled your sense of hearing, and completely focusing on the pencil in your hand.

For the past few days you've been struggling to find something to draw. It was one of your hobbies that you genuinely enjoyed, but it was always hard finding motivation.

But today, on the jet. You burned the image of Aaron sitting by the window during the sunset, just so you could draw it later. It was a sight for sore eyes. You didn't care if he could notice you staring, you needed to keep every detail engraved in your mind.

So--as soon as you step foot in your hotel room, you knew exactly what you were going to do.

"y/n?" Aaron's voice startling you as he stood inches behind you.

You quickly turned around, looking up at the tall man. You pulled your headphones out your ears; mouth agape unsure what to say.

He glances behind you to see what had your attention, his face had an expression you couldn't quite make out. So, you thought of the worst.

You quickly turned back, taking the piece of paper to turn over and hide.

"Is that me?" He asked, voice soft as he spoke.

"Uhm--Yeah.. Yeah, it-it is.." You stumbled over your own words, "It's totally stupid though, 's not even done yet." You mumbled, your voice so low he was unsure if he heard you.

"It's not stupid," He retorted, reaching for the paper. You quickly pulled back, watching his eyes as they widened.

"Let me see."

"No.."

"Please?"

You looked down at your hands, sighing as you slowly handed him the paper. You fidgeted with your fingers as you looked anywhere but his eyes, afraid of what you'll see in his expression.

"You're very good with details," He complimented you. "Where'd you learn how to do this?" He asked sincerely, looking up from the drawing to look at your face.

"Just something I learned over the years," You shrugged. "I get bored a lot." You looked up at him, profiling his reaction.

He had a soft smile, his eyebrows raised as if he was impressed and you swore his eyes glistened.

"Can I keep it?" Aaron asked.

"You--You want to keep it?" You asked, shocked at the question.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I?" He chuckled, bringing the page down to his side to show he had his attention on you.

"Because.. I don't know..." You shrugged, unable to hide the smile that he gave you.

"The team is waiting for us, by the way." Aaron laughed, seeing the bright pink that danced across your face.

"Okay." You nodded, making your exit out of the hotel.

Not many people knew you drew, at least well. When you'd tell people they expect stick figures and doodles you'd find on the side of a middle schoolers test. And every time they'd notice, it was always the same expression. It never failed to bring you joy and validation from others compliments.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

[ciel-yuu]

Hello!

I really loved the last post that you posted "Can I draw on you?" And I was wondering if you could draw it for Diavolo too..

You can ignore this if you don't feel like writing, I don't mind! 🙀🫶🫶

Don't forget to drink lots of water, and know that you are loved 😋💞

Hello! Thank you for your lovely greetings ^^ I don't mind writing it because I plan to write for the side characters too so dont worry :D I hope you enjoy this version too, have a nice day! o(≧▽≦)o

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"Can I draw on you?"

Scenery: You have a habit of drawing doodles on your notes or sometimes your hands when you get bored. One day while you're sitting next to him, you get bored and after turning both of your arms into paintings full of random doodles, you start to turn your attention to his arms. And so after a while of staring you decide to ask him. "Can I draw on you?"

Pairing: Side character x gn!reader. Warning: None

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Diavolo

He invites you to visit him at the student council office after he's finished his day's paperwork and has been given Barbatos permission to rest for a while.

"Hmm? Draw on me? What is that?"

He doesn't understand what you mean because the idea of drawing something on him makes him think more about makeup or tattoos. Seeing this you extend your hands so he can see the colorful little drawings on it and explain how you like to do doodles in various places.

Extremely excited and agreed to let you do it with a big smile on his face. Watching you draw cute little drawings on his hand attentively because he has never seen this before and no one dares to do this with him.

Take a picture and send it to Barbatos and Lucifer's chat group to brag all week.

Enchanting the drawings so they don't fade despite Barbatos' objections to keeping the image of a prince, he promises not to pull up his sleeves and reveal the drawings in public so Barbatos couldn't force him any further.

Let you draw on him whenever you want. Also wanted to draw on you and was extremely happy when you agreed.

Barbatos

You visit him after he ask you to came over to try the new cake he just created. He's fixing the recipe after you've tried it so it can be perfect, he wants you to try the best.

"Hmm? Do you really want to do it now?" nodding with puppy eyes "Haiz, I'll take this as your reward for coming to help me try the cake today then."

Smiling helplessly at your request but not refusing, he loves that you enjoy doing things with him.

Hold out one hand for you so you can get creative with the pens on his arm, while he perfectly do all the baking steps with one hand and his tail. He was used to getting multi job done at once as a butler, working with one hand was not something new to him.

Compliment your work once you're done with a gentle smile and decide to decorate some cookies in your drawing style as a gift.

Also enchant your work so it doesn't fade and enjoy looking at it as he does errands by himself. It makes him feel like you're with him.

(Of course no one knows this because he is also covered from head to toe like Lucifer.)

Will always let you draw on him every time you ask no matter how busy he is, he always has time in his busy schedule for you.

Simeon

You visit him in the Purgatory Hall during a group study session or, more accurately, you are the one studying while he is finishing a manuscript for his latest work. It makes him feel more motivated to write, especially when you're with him.

"Draw on me? Of course, here."

He holds out his non-dominant hand to you with a gentle smile and goes back to writing. Simeon doesn't mind you wanting to use his hand for something, sometimes you hold his hand or fall asleep on his shoulder during your time with him so it doesn't make him feel inconvenience or anything.

After finishing the work he carefully looks at your lovely works in his hands and gives you many compliments for them. He especially likes the doodle of a puppy with a beret because he knows you drew it after Luke.

Also took a picture and sent it to Lucifer to show off but his photographic ability was of course not very good so Lucifer didn't understand it at first until he explained what it was.

Keeps your work perfect for a few days and doesn't mind showing it off, he even took off his gloves so it wouldn't be hidden.

Alway let you do it again everytime you want, he sometimes asks you to draw the demon brothers on his hand to tease them.

Solomon

You are in Solomon's room after completing another sorcerer study with him. Solomon is currently researching an ancient book for a new experiment, he just found it so he's excited to try it out.

"Drawn on me? Like on your hand?" Nod. "Hmm… Okay, how could I refuse a request from my lovely apprentice."

He agrees with an amused smile and then holds out a hand to you so you can do whatever you like. Actually usually his hands will have a lot of pact marks on it so he always wears long sleeves but since you wanted to draw he purposely made it disappear so you have room to do it.

Pretend to keep reading, but he's actually still staring at you as you continue to doodle on his hand. Giggle when he sees you draw a picture of him with a star wand beating little demons.

Compliment your drawings with a hint of teasing and say that he and you are now has matching drawing on hands like a couple.

Showing off to everyone with a smirk, especially the demon brothers to the point where Mammon almost bit off his arm.

Allows you to draw on him whenever you want, especiall like it when you draw it similar to the drawings on your hand at the time.

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master list | the demon brothers ver | thank for reading ^^!

[taxkha]

i love your art so much i can't even describe it!! for the past year, every time i see it, it inspires me to create and improve so much i can't be jealous; i can only work harder hoping i can invoke the same feeling in someone else one day. your masterful use of loose lines and cozy colors never fails to make me happy on the rainiest day. do you have any tips for establishing such atmospheres, such as color selection or particular poses or expressions? (i don't write very well, sorry if this seems confusing) -an anon who appreciates your work to the fullest

Oh my god anon, you are so sweet, thank you so much (ಥ﹏ಥ) It means so much to hear I inspire someone to draw and I'm happy I can motivate you! <3 Please keep it up and I would love to see what you are making if you ever feel like sharing it! x) I'm so happy to hear my art has such a positive impact on you!! Okay so regarding your questions! When it comes to colors I recently made a coloring tutorial where I also went a bit into how I select colors, how I shade and what my go to effect layers are, you can find it here but it's also currently pinned at the top of my blog! I explained it in my tutorial but I will say it here again, I rely a lot on effect layers. That isn't wrong by any means and is what I would argue most digital artists do but if you want to learn actual color theory that goes beyond what colors compliment each other I unfortunately cant help with that on my own nor do I have any guides at hand to redirect you to :") Speaking of complimentary colors though, knowing your color wheel and which colors contrast each other already helps a lot! My favourites are green/red and orange/blue! To give some examples: green/red

These are less about an atmosphere achieved through lighting but more about the general subject matter of the piece. They are both more ominous and uh, bloody and threatening. And for Orange/Blue

The orange and blue combination is something you see in a lot of movies, for example Mad Max Fury Road or Blade Runner 2049 and many many more which have likely influenced me on what colors I chose in my art to some extend. Paying attention to media other than your own helps a ton and can totally improve on how you approach you art! Like, obviously I draw mostly anime/manga esque art and I get most of my inspiration from manga and video games, but I also try and look at buildings when Im outside, look closely at shot compositions in movies and so on! Other inspirations that have helped me are artbooks from my favorite games/shows/series, if you enjoy those x) Theres probably PDFs to be found of a lot of artbooks online if you don't want to spend money on them. I know you didn't directly ask what my inspirations are lol but they absolutely helped me! OKAY SO now about poses and expressions. Since you mentioned my loose lines, I have very good advice for that: Draw without erasing. Get a scrap book or some lose paper, cheap paper! And a pen you cant erase, such as a fineliner or a ballpoint pen and then draw. Do not go into it with the intent to make an actual good drawing, just. Draw! Draw half finished faces, hands, bodies, cats, whatever you feel like. Fill up the entire page. If you don't want to waste any paper, do it digitally but don't erase! Do that a lot. You will train yourself to draw loser and loser as time goes on. I've always had the habit of doodling onto everything mindlessly and I still do so I never had to actively practice drawing lose lines but thats most likely the reason why I draw the way I do! I actually have some examples from today because I got distracted at work:

I just draw whatever comes to mind until the page is full. I usually don't even keep these pages :") It has helped me a lot though. Uh yeah thats pretty much everything?? Thanks so much again for sending this ask, it was a very sweet thing to wake up to and I hope my rambles here can be of any help and to you good luck in your art endeavors!! :) <3

[weirdmai]

doodles from today <3 (comfort doodles cough cough)

okay so uh, if you don't mind, I'll write out some stuff under the cut (something short, you can skip it, it's okay. It's just something I've been feeling lately and, I dunno, I felt like talking 'bout it lol)

Well, so, I started high school/preparatory school and, wow, it is kinda stressful honestly. Overall because I want to get good grades and I'm worried of not getting the future I want

And if I'm honest with you, as silly as it may sound, mp100 has helped me get through it; just like last year in 9th grade, and in general. This silly show has helped me through so much, and made me want to become a better person, give my effort in everything, and I can't thank it enough

All characters are so lovely and comforting, and the story itself is as well. Ahh, I can't really express how thankful I am that mp100 exists and people capable of sharing such warming stories are too

And, of course, I'm also really thankful to the people in my life. I'm so glad to have them and to know that I can count on them whenever I'm feeling down, they're my motivation to keep going as well

As I may have been feeling so much stressful and negative feelings in general lately, at the same time I've also thought about so many things and people that make me happy and feel warm and thankful to be alive.

Life, there's only one, and, as much as we want to succeed and accomplish certain things, we also have to take care of ourselves and remind us to enjoy the moment and the mere fact that, we're alive; we're breathing; we're in this beautiful planet with beautiful people in it too. Your existence alone has caused such a beautiful impact as well in other people's lives, and I think that the thing that counts the most is that, you're still alive, and that's amazing by itself

It's so hard to keep going and yet, there you are. Here we are all

I'm grateful to be here, to have the friends that I have, to be the person I am today, being capable of creating art that makes me happy and can make other people happy too. I'm so, so glad

If you went all the way down here, I hope some words I said made you feel slightly better in case you were feeling down (it is also a reminder to myself lol)

And, remember, it will all be okay. Even if it doesnt look like it, everything has a solution, and it will turn out well

Keep taking care of yourself and give your best in everything!! All efforts count!!

Remember; you're loved, you're appreciated, and I'm sure the people close to you feel proud of you

Have a good day everyone. Live your life as you want because, well, your life is your own, right?

(mai out)

[euhla]

let me show you my affection !!

ji yeonwoo x gn!reader, yoojin x gn!reader (separated, sorry)

warning: fluff, ooc, bad grammar

a/n: hello anon! sorry for (very) late answering this, I have no idea what to write about them, and I don't understand their personalities. but hopefully satisfy you, thank you! <33 (i accidently click "post", i'm sorry TwT) & I make them separately.

Yoojin :

I'm sure, that he will spoil you with his money. You want something? Just say the name, and later you will get it.

You are treated like a princess/prince. He will treat you kindly and carefully. It's as if you are the most valuable thing he's ever had, and you could break at any moment if he's not careful. So he provides the best service for you so that you feel happy and comfortable. So he will stop if you say so.

His gaze is always on your face. Often times you stare at each other by accident. Every time that happened, Yoojin always averted his eyes or covered his face. If only you knew, that his face was blushing, he felt like he was being carried up into the sky.

Yoojin often thinks of confessing his feelings. He is sure that you feel the same way as him, but he has to push that thought away for fear that later you will be targeted by his enemies. Even though there would be a lot of bodyguards that he commanded if that happened, it could be that the opponent was stronger. So Yoojin chose to bury his feelings as deep as possible.

Quality time? That's rare. But once that happens, Yoojin will take you to a place you can't forget. There will be precious moments every time it happens. There will be another surprise that Yoojin will give, and it's totally unpredictable.

Act of service? Of course Yoojin will give it. Yoojin is a gentleman (maybe just for you), and he will try to replace all your jobs. He doesn't want to let the person he likes suffer for some reason.

"Yoojin, are you free tomorrow?" Your voice sounded in Yoojin's ear, making him stop his activities immediately. "Unfortunately, no. What do you want to do anyway?"

"I want to take you to a place that my friends talk about. I'm afraid to be alone because this is my first time there." First time? Yoojin feels honored to be able to go somewhere with you, especially since it's your first time. Yoojin always wants to be first for you.

"In that case, I'll clear my schedule and go with you."

"Huh? I'm not forcing you! There are other things that you should prioritize besides me." Hearing that, Yoojin chuckled.

"Of course not. You are my priority after all." Yoojin's statement made you silent and constantly think about it. He doesn't give any explanation about it, and will try to find a diversion topic when you ask him. He just likes to play games with you and see your confused expression.

Yeonwoo :

Will be confused about his own feelings. He always asks why his heart beats so fast when he's with you, hates it when you're close to another, and want you to always be his. And every time you meet, he's always nervous.

He will do everything he can to interact with you or spend time with you. He always helps you without you asking, putting a drink or food that you like on your desk with a sticky note that says, "you have done your best today" with a cute doodle, and he always invites you to go with him (if you want).

Like Yoojin, he always looks at you. His eyes are always on you, at least that's an secret that everyone in your and Yeonwo's classes knows.

Yeonwoo also wanted to sit next to you. Because when that happens, you two will always exchange messages via sticky notes. And if you only knew, he kept all those sticky notes and stuck it on his study table (of course in a place his father didn't know about) as a learning motivation.

He will always take care of you, and will not stay silent if you are hurt. And if that happens, he will always treat your wounds. (Also so you two can be close) but he gets nervous when he touch you.

He often takes you to the library together, then spend time together there. He will also help you with your homework or explain parts you don't understand. Surprisingly, you can immediately understand the explanation rather than the teacher's explanation. This makes you want to study with yeonwoo all the time, and of course he doesn't refuse (he's actually very happy)

Your eyes focus on the book and try to understand its contents. But no matter how many times you read it, you still can't understand it. Because you are too focused to understand it, you are not aware of someone's existence. You finally came to your senses when the person pressed a cold drink against your cheek, which surprised you.

"You're so focused, you don't even notice me." Yeonwoo handed the drink she brought to you. "From me. Think of it as a gift because you want to study hard."

"Yeonwoo, don't you always give me food and drink at my desk?" Yeonwoo nodded. "It's not expensive." "But still–" Yeonwoo sat next to you, took a pencil, then explained the part he was pointing at.

Oh, if only Yeonwoo knew, that your heart skips a beat when you see him; how he speaks and makes such an addictive voice, his handsome face, and the distance between the two of you is close. In fact you two are almost touching. And now...

"Are you listening?" Makes you surprised and aware. "Yeah, of course. Please continue." Yeonwoo smiled, then said, “Good.”

Once again you are surprised because he just smiled. I repeat again, yeonwoo smiled! He looks more and more handsome. Yeonwoo could have killed you because of his good looks. Without you knowing it, you're smiling too. Yeonwoo immediately turned his face the other way, making you confused.

Oh and if you only knew, Yeonwoo was almost driven mad by you. His face was as red as a tomato, his heart skipped a beat, his soul was carried flying into the sky. Since earlier, he was holding back from smiling and screaming.

[crackedpumpkin]

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[ 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 ] | [ 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 ] | [ 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ]

The Kidnapper [ 10:00 AM ]: ink or Grey?

The Kidnapper [ 10:00 AM ]: *Pink

The Kidnappee [ 10:30 AM ]: ink is good.

The Kidnapper [ 10:35 AM ]: i despise everything you currently stand for.

“Who’re you texting?”

You subtly place your phone screen-side down, turning to flash Nicole a bright smile. “No one,” You shrug, lying through your teeth. She hums for a moment, thoughtful eyes trained on you before she decides to pass over it. 

“Have you finished your essay yet?” 

“I’m almost offended you asked.” You pull out your essay with a scoff, placing it on your table as your phone buzzes with a new notification. You check it out of curiosity, inhaling sharply.

- [ The Kidnappee ] has changed your name to [ Anti-Hero ] -

Damn. He really got you there. 

Anti-Hero [ 10:37 AM ]: this is a forcibly implemented stereotype.

- [ Anti-Hero ] has changed [ The Kidnappee ] to [ :/ ] -

:/ [ 10:37 AM ]: :/

“Can I have a look?” Nicole takes the completed assignment from your table once you nod, scanning through it. You had barely gotten enough sleep last night, having scrounged up just enough motivation to hand in this assignment early so that you could focus on other things worth your time, and thanking the gods for thesaurus dot com.

For instance, there was a new cafe you’d been wanting to try out lately. You’d heard that they had this new pastry – croffles, as they call it. Fortunately, you happened to have a little spare cash in your rapidly depleting bank account, but as one says, life is only lived when you eat good food. 

Plus, who else to go cafe hopping with than your best friend?

“Oh, I can’t make it today.” You stare at Nicole who cooly informs you of her sudden withdrawal from today’s plans. “My mom asked me to pick something up from her, and it’s pretty much on the other side of town. Plus, don’t you have to babysit tonight?”

“Well, yeah but-”

“I’ll pay for the next cafe.”

“Have fun!” You grin, overjoyed at the prospect of a free meal. One can never turn down food, especially when it’s for free. Nicole rolls her eyes with a slight smile at your response, though you can tell that she’s amused. 

“What about Michael?” 

“He’s got basketball today,” Nicole says, handing you back the essay and sending you an odd look when she notices your raised brows. “What?”

“Looks like someone’s been keeping tabs on him,” You tease lightly, leaning over and nudging her shoulder. She pushes you off with a grunt, lips tugged down into a frown. 

“That’s because he never shuts up.” 

“Sure, sure,” You dismiss with a lighthearted sigh, already starting to text on your phone once more. If Nicole wasn’t free, and Michael was busy…it didn’t leave you with many alternative options. It’s not like you didn’t have many friends per say, it was more of a social network. 

Plus, it never hurts to make connections either. 

Anti-Hero [ 11:00 AM ]: are you busy today?

Anti-Hero [ 11:00 AM ]: or does spiderman have somewhere to be?

:/ [ 11:00 AM ]: i dont think so, dont really have anything on after school. 

:/ [ 11:02 AM ]: why?

:/ [ 11:30 AM ]: ?

You place your phone back into your pocket with a slight grin, paying attention to the teacher who had just started her lesson. The phone continues to buzz, probably more new messages from Miles questioning the sudden enquiry.

Guess you have someone to go with to the cafe after all. 

— — — — — 

“The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell.”

“This is an English paper,” Nicole points out. You frown at the paper on your desk, your name scrawled at the top left along with today’s date. 

“That’d explain it,” you mutter, going back to your sketchbook where your half-finished artwork remains. The pages are wrinkled with multiple attempts to erase any mistakes, but the familiar sight of Spiderman leaning back against a bench and chilling is the picture of peace. 

On an empty page is where you’d just started doodling, ideas beginning to flow through you from mind to paper. You’d doodled a rough outline of a bouquet, having lightly sketched two hands holding them out. The flowers were a mix of different types, each with a common meaning - peace. The idea had occurred to you during class, the serenity of the first sketching session with Miles ingrained in your mind. 

It was nice. And that made you wonder what other things were nice and peaceful too. Going on walks counted, didn’t they? Granted, you don’t really go on them often but when you did, it always helped clear your mind of whatever thoughts were plaguing you. Usually you’d head to a nearby park to just walk around aimlessly. The trees were nice during autumn, its leaves turning all sorts of colours and curling up as they withered. 

It’s fun to step on them and hear the soft crunch, the sound oddly satisfying. The flowers were nice too, different types blooming in various seasons throughout the year. Flowers were always given during graduations and ceremonies, especially in the form of celebration and congratulations. You’d heard from Michael that each flower had a different meaning. Roses typically signified love, but it could get as specific as white roses meaning purity, while red roses were a profession of love from one person to another.

You wonder which flower signifies peace. Upon a quick google search (away from the laser-like gaze of your teacher of course), you find out that such flowers included lavender, violets, white poppies, and peonies among the many that did. 

You prop the phone up against your pencil case, grateful for the fact that you’re seated in the back with a lower chance of being caught by the teacher. Pencil meets paper, and you soon find yourself with a half completed bouquet, with incredibly detailed petals of each flower.

However, you’re rudely interrupted by the bell, Nicole having set down a new assignment the teacher had handed out at the end of her class. Your next period was art and you bid Nicole with a hasty goodbye before rushing down the crowded hallways to the classroom. 

Once you open the door, you sit down at your usual spot and open your sketchbook in one fluid movement, continuing to draw while you’re still in the zone. You could feel your productivity practically shooting through the roof, knowing that if you stopped here you wouldn’t be able to continue for quite a while and inevitably end up procrastinating.

But not for this piece, no. It’s something solid. You can feel it.

After what feels like an eternity, you finally look up from the sketchbook, wincing when the stiff muscles in your neck protest from the sudden movement. Taking a moment to look around you, you notice that it’s almost the end of class. Miss Dawson is seated at her desk, looking through homework submissions other students had handed in a while ago. 

She senses your gaze, meeting yours with a knowing smile. You shrug simply, holding up your sketchbook with a smug smirk. Her eyes scan the page, acknowledging the work with a single satisfied nod. Delight blooms in your chest at her approval, setting it down and admiring it for yourself. 

To think that your first serious work after your drawing slump is something that you’re more than satisfied with. 

Looks like this muse thing is working out well for you after all. 

— — — — — 

You don’t run into Nicole and Michael until the last period before the bell rings, the both of them leaving as soon as its shrill chime echoes through the school. You wave goodbye, Nicole shoving Michael away as soon as he tries to drape his arm around her shoulders once more. 

You snicker at the sight, shaking your head fondly at his antics. It’s only a matter of time till they finally get together. You’re more than willing to help, only if they’d just voice it out, the idiots. 

You finally open the unread messages from Miles, but don’t reply even as you exit the school and make your way to Brooklyn Visions Academy. A cool breeze greets the exposed skin of your arms, having taken off the thin cardigan you’d worn to school in the chilly morning. 

The familiar building soon comes into view, and you spot Miles exiting the gates. You check the time on your phone. 2.30PM. Perfect.

“Come on loser, we’re going shopping!” You greet him enthusiastically, waving energetically. The bright smile on your lips only grows when you see the pure confusion and panic in his eyes.

“Wh-What’re you doing here?” He asks you as you skip merrily towards him. Sensing a few eyes on him, he gently grabs your wrist and pulls you to one side, away from most of the crowd. 

You spot the beads of sweat forming on his brow, and the visibly distressed frown on his lips. Although you took great pleasure in seeing him become so unnerved by you, now isn’t the time for such pleasantries to be exchanged. You remove your hand from his grasp, lightly patting his back instead with a charming smile. 

“Calm down, I’m just here to pick you up. We’re going to a croffle cafe!” Miles pauses, looking down at you in disbelief. He takes a moment to stare at you, before sliding a hand down his face as his brows furrow, trying to process your words. He exhales, eyes squeezed shut while you wait patiently, utterly amused as you watch him go through the stages of acceptance. 

“Croffle?”

“A cross between croissant and waffle,” You clarify, tugging on his sleeve. “C’mon, we gotta get there before everything’s sold out!”

He starts to walk, allowing you to drag him along to wherever the cafe is located. He falls into step beside you, matching your pace. It’s quiet for a moment before he speaks, breaking the slightly awkward silence.

“So, you didn’t have anyone else to go with?” He questions, still bewildered and slightly taken aback by your sudden appearance at his school. 

You frown, shaking your head. “Nah, my friends were busy so I decided to bring you along since you said you were free today.” The subtle glance you throw his way doesn’t escape his notice, looking down at his uniform you had given a once-over. 

“What’s wrong with my uniform?”

“Nothing, it’s just…Aren’t you hot or something?” You question curiously, surprised by his tolerance to the sudden sweltering sun that decided to make its presence known to everyone under it a short while ago. 

He shrugs, smirking as he secures the blazer around his waist, unbuttoning it and letting it fall to his sides. “It’s a choice.”

“Like your shoes?” You point out, eyeing the way his untied shoelaces land into a small puddle on the pavement. He nods casually, seemingly having accepted that his afternoon was now going to be spent accompanying you.

“I have choices,” He defends with an emotionless smile. You roll your eyes playfully. Thankfully, the apartment buildings around you provide plenty of shade from the heat, though you were still sweating a rather moderate amount. 

An array of buildings and trees pass by in a colourful blur, the cafe finally coming into view. The interior is both modern and sleek, the doorbell attached to the top of the door chiming as you open it. The workers inside greet you with a cheerful hello, and you nod back with a shy smile, flustered by their warm greeting. You make your way to the second floor without hesitation, setting down your bag on the chair that faces the ceiling-to-floor windows, offering a beautiful view of the bustling junction. 

Miles quickly makes himself comfortable in his own seat, curious fingers pulling his phone out and scanning the QR Code that had been laminated onto the table. You do the same, scrolling through the extensive menu the cafe had. 

“What’s a cherry-ade?” 

“It’s kinda like a lemonade, just cherry flavoured and usually more fizzy. I heard this cafe is known for their savoury croffles, but I really wanna try their croffle and ice cream combination. Plus, I saw that they sell plum-ade here too.” You explain, already placing an order on your phone and setting it down on the table after.

“Chicken and croffles,” Miles hums thoughtfully, glancing back down at a menu option. You lean over the table between you both, peeking at his phone. He instinctively moves it away, but your inquisitive gaze makes him relent, showing you the screen where an order for the chicken croffle and plum-ade is placed. 

“So you’re a savoury person? I bet you like mint chocolate chip ice cream too,” You remark, shifting in your seat and getting comfortable. 

“What’s so bad about mint chocolate chip ice cream?” Miles takes offence to that statement, narrowing his eyes at you. You squint back at him, already gearing yourself up to put forth your stance.

“You’re basically biting into toothpaste,” you state with complete and utter certainty, undeterred by the shock in his eyes when he hears your words. 

“Biting??”

“Okay, I mean it’s not any of my business as to what you get up to in the mornings but if getting little gunky bits stuck in your teeth is your idea of a wonderful start to the day, be my guest.”

“Wait, no. Biting? You bite your ice cream?” He repeats, completely baffled by this discovery and forgoing everything else you’ve said. 

“Yeah, and it’s seriously like biting into chocolate toothpaste bro,” You answer coolly with a disapproving shake of your head.  

“Do your teeth not hurt?” He asks curiously. 

You pause for a moment, looking down at the folded hands on your lap before answering. “Not really, but I’ve never really thought about it before. Also, it’s just way more convenient all ‘round.”

“But you wouldn’t get to savour it!”

“And you’d rather have it drip onto your hands and let them become sticky?”

“Use tissues then?”

“God, you’re so weird,” You grunt out through an annoyed huff, though the smile on your face suggests otherwise. Before he can retort however, a sweet voice interrupts you both. The waitress arrives with the tray of food, setting it down on your table and leaving after you both give her your thanks.

“So, this is a croffle.” 

You look down at the freshly made croffle on the plate, the vanilla ice cream on top already beginning to melt as steam wafts from the hot pastry. You shut your eyes and inhale deeply, warmth blooming in your chest from the prospect of a delicious lunch.w

You’re already starting to salivate. 

“Wait.” 

Your fork and knife are inches away from cutting into the croffle, looking up at him with a frown. Who is he to stop you from digging into your well-deserved sweet treat? 

“Bite into it,” Miles smirks, using his own fork to gesture to the ice cream that was surprisingly maintaining its shape after being scooped. 

“Whatever you say, bug boy,” You shrug, using your fork to scoop a huge portion of the ice cream and instantly bite down, chewing calmly. The vanilla is just as sweet and as velvety smooth as you’d expected, eliciting a blissful hum from your throat.

“Guess you weren’t lying,” Miles purses his lips, taking a sip of the plum-ade. You copy him, the refreshing tang of the plum extract only making you want more whilst the fizziness of the soda water cools you from the earlier heat. The air conditioning helps too, you suppose. 

“This…isn’t half bad,” He muses with an approving hum, taking another look at the glass with an impressed gaze. 

“Love me a good plum-ade.” You nod in utter seriousness, unable to hold back a smile from his short laugh. He looks away and takes another sip, relaxing against the chair and watching people pass by below them.

“So, you found out who I was after you saw me climb up the window? Are you really sure about that?”

“You’re kidding.” You say incredulously, shooting him a dubious look and gesturing to the opposite building. “Like, I almost did a double take just seeing you crawl up the wall and into your dorm. It was as obvious as if you did it right in front of us, right now.”

“Seriously?” 

You almost laugh at his flushed cheeks, spotting the tips of his ears slowly turning a light red. “You really gotta get better at this, Morales.”

“Says you, Ray Paynt,” He shoots back instantly, and you avoid his knowing stare by looking down at your glass, taking another sip. You can feel his eyes on you, taking your time to drink your beverage.

There’s no way he knows that your name is fake…right?

“Anyway,” You clear your throat, nodding at his chicken and croffle drenched in maple syrup though one third of it is already gone. “Is it good?” 

He nods,, taking another bite. “It’s decent.”

It grows quiet for a while, the both of you taking your time to eat and relax. There’s not much to say either. You anticipated that Miles might have some burning questions for you, but he doesn’t voice them out at all. 

Besides, it’s not like you’d answer all of them even if he asked.

The sun starts to set, golden rays peeking through the small alleyways of redbrick buildings. You check your phone, surprised when it shows that it’s 7PM. You pick up your backpack and clear the trays, getting ready to leave.

“This wasn’t half bad,” He acknowledges, shrugging on his backpack. You grin, crossing your arms smugly. 

“Told you being my muse would be a good thing.”

“You never said that.”

“Well, now I did.”

— — — — — 

- [ Anti-Hero ] has changed [ :/ ] to [ Bug Boy ] -

Bug-Boy [ 10:00 PM ]: you owe me $7.50

Anti-Hero [ 10:00 PM ]: ???? for what?

Bug-Boy [ 10:00 PM ]: my time is expensive

Anti-Hero [ 10:02 PM ]: says who

Anti-Hero [ 10:02 PM ]: ?

Anti-Hero [ 10:02 PM ]: ??

— — — — — — — — —

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[legendary-cookies]

I was hoping to have a piece done today for this blog's anniversary and New Years but I started it too late and I don't think that's gonna happen zfzfh

So in place of it, here's a wip of it

A small hint is it's something long overdo lmao

Cheesy New Years reflection time lmao:

I'm sure I said it last year, but I feel like I haven't posted or drawn nearly as much as I've wanted to this year

This is partly because I've been super busy but also partly because the projects I've been wanting to work on take me a much longer time than the usual doodles I make for answering asks

But I got an iPad recently so I'm hoping due to the easier portability that I can answer asks faster again and hopefully empty out my inbox

There are some in there that are almost a year old but I've just never had time or motivation to answer them djggxzj

I thank you all for following me, whether you're an older follower or a newer follower I appreciate you all for sticking with me and enjoying the content I make despite how scarce it can be even if it's just a comment about whatever Legend related thing the Devs have decided to do with the games

I haven't made any appreciation posts for how many followers I have because I have horrible timing and memory but I almost have 2,000 which to me is a such an unbelievable number

Thank you all so much again and I hope you had a great or at least decent 2023

Happy New Year!

[milk-ducts]

You're really out here thinking u don't have a relevant internet presence?? lmao please, ur like one of the best invincible blogs i follow and ur art is just beyond stunning. i LIVE for the rare moments u post those gorgeous drawings, u capture these characters in a way no one else does and have such a way with color picking and rendering AHHHH. And don't even get me started on your character analyses, like the way u pick apart immortal and cecil just makes me see them in an entirely different way and anytime you post i know im in for a treat

you're a gem in this fandom and we're so lucky to have u, i just wish u were more active but i get it, life happens. i'm always happy whenever i see u post SOMETHING, even if it's just you reblogging other artists. point is, we love u, i love u, and u better know how much u mean to ur followers

i love u so much u funky little creature keep doing u and being the light of my dash. merry christmas, here's to another year of me thirsting after your art and yelling into the void abt how much i adore u. <333

WTF…,…. IM LITERALLY GONNA KILL MYSELF WJAT./.,… /J i seriously have such a hard time seeing any sort of value and or relevance in the things i post but msgs like this remind me there r actually ppl out there who do enjoy and look forward to my rambles n doodles,, and i am just,, so grateful……………. !!!!!

LIKE U DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME AAAAHHH THANK U THANK U THANK U.. IM ON MY KNEES. i feel so blessed to have followers like u who stick around even when i disappear for months on end.,, just know that anytime i do post, it's literally only becuz of sweethearts such as urself motivating me from the shadows <3 i appreciate every single one of u more than words can describe,, i wish yall would get more active here as well !! (INVINCIBLE TUMBLR FEED),, its such a great fandom filled w sm wonderful and talented ppl on here !!!

ALSO ANON U BETTER KNOW I LOVE U TOO U PRECIOUS ANGEL!!!!! LIKE IF I COULD REACH THRU THIS SCREEN N SMOOCH U I WOULD!!! AWAGHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGjHGGUIOIUFYG i hope the rest of ur holidays are as bright and cheerful as u made mine today. ur the best bb now if u'll excuse me imma go cry myself 2 sleep bc i can't handle this kind of stuf….. (also.. it is lat,e,, for me .. < 3 gn everyone)

[elitadream]

I really hope you start to feel better soon. Some advice I can offer to help with motivation is to do at least one productive thing a day, small or big, could be a single chore or it could be a little doodle but the idea that you at least actually did something today may end up bringing your spirits up a bit. That's what I do most of the time. If you don't want to do anything then talk with a friend or family member you like chatting with and talk about literally anything or arrange for something so you have something to look forward to like a movie or a coffee meet-up.

I'm really not sure if this even helpful since I don't personally know you and what works for me may not work for you so I'm just rambling. Heck, that may not even be the problem you're having. I just wanted to drop down some ideas instead of saying the usual "hope you feel better soon". I just hope it ends soon for you so you can go back to enjoying your life, you deserve it.

Thanks a lot for reaching out and taking the time to write this! I do tend to struggle more with productivity when I'm feeling preoccupied, especially regarding what I usually enjoy. The inspiration is there, but I have a harder time balancing everything out and staying focused, not to mention the feeling can be annoyingly persistent. 😮‍💨

But- It doesn't stop me from joining in conversations and discussing with folks in the meantime at least, so there's that. :3 🤝

[a-mess-of-a-crow]

So for those who don't know, i went through a bit of a crisis

With drawing

Again.

I have the tendency to easily give up on drawing because=

Low self esteem+ 0 interest in what i do as a child+ depression+ trauma+ possibly adhd (i will get the result on monday)

(edit: MUCH YUP, ADHD CHAOS GOBLIN IDENTIFIED)

Therefore, i think i suck at everything and i find it very hard to motivate myself even for things i like

I normally draw digitally (for comfort), but the pressure of making something perfect is much higher than just doodles

BUT I DREW ON PAPER TODAY and it was pretty good!

One result of this

A sad boi :<

Cuz it's been raining all day

Which makes drawing much more fun :)

For those also struggling with your art, i highly encourage you to try on different new things

Also thanks to my friends for supporting me :) srsly i would've thrown art away at this point without you all

@cranberrypie451 @fluffychubbydragon @totallylulalutiacreations @donotreleasemeintothewild @tupthetrickster

And crew!

Thank you all :)

[megidoreyn]

Heyyy it's about the art questions

I would like to know your answer in 18 (the purpose) and 22 (artspiration).

I would also ask 3 but I'd completely understand if you prefer not to answer

The rest are already answered

Hope you have a great month. ;D

Hey there! Thanks for the questions!

⭐️3. Show us your oldest piece of art you have on hand

→ It was a real trip down memory lane to look back on some of these, but here's a sample of some old things from 2021-early 2022! (Prior to posting on social media in Aug 2022) Back then, I didn't have any real incentive to improve my art outside of drawing quick sketches like the pictures above. I had issues being cleanly (due to lack of motivation), committing to learning character details, and more LOL. →Fun fact, I drew on a very tiny 11 inch screen 4GB RAM laptop with horrible color calibration for about 3 years until finally getting something better in early 2022 too LOL. It might be noticeable in some of the above pictures with the color choices being a little too light or too saturated, LOL.

→As also seen at the bottom of this post, It might come as a surprise that I also draw fanart for my favorite assorted fandoms outside of megaten too, LOL. I just never post it in public since they're meant as warm-up doodles!

To be honest, 2020 thru late 2022 was a very low point in my life. I had given up on all creative endeavors at the time due to: My career, being diagnosed with a bodily issue of which the effects I still deal with even today, and other personal issues.

It truly wasn't until late 2022 (when I started posting online) that I truly felt confident picking up my tablet pen again and view art in a more positive light…!

NGL I had written out my entire life story here but ended up deleting it--it would have made this post terribly long regardless LOL💦 Perhaps it'll be a story for another time, though!!🙏 And it absolutely has to do with why the Samurai husbands mean lot to me!

⭐️18. What is your purpose for drawing?

→ That's a good question! For me, (especially due to my visual agnosia) it'd have to be the ability to draw whatever comes to mind with skill and precision. To not hold back and draw whatever comes into your mind's eye without fear or hesitation from others (or your own critical inner voice)… And to be able to properly convey the meaningful themes of your work as clearly as they come into your mind... That, to me, is true freedom.

➡️As for BL content: Despite not posting much of it in public (yet), my purpose in drawing BL (or OTP content in general) is to transmit feelings of love + warmth in my art! To depict tenderness, warmth, and love with affectionate, natural-looking body language to make it as believable + realistic as possible...That's always been my goal! →The world is a scary place out there. Though, if my OTP content can make someone feel a slight glimmer of peace, tranquility, or even hope to keep moving forward...then I'll be incredibly happy!🙏💕 It's always my intention to convey nothing but sweet wholesome vibes and warmth with my pictures, and I truly hope that feeling comes across too. ➡️I'll be super candid and say I actually really enjoy angst and raunchy content as much as everyone else! But drawing wholesome + sweet characters in love just comes much sooo much easier and naturally as breathing to me, LOL. Just because I don't post angst or raunchy things, doesn't mean I dislike it! ☝️

⭐️22. List at least one of your “artspirations.”

→ I tend to gravitate towards professional artists with thick painting (厚塗り) coloring styles, dynamic illustrations, and artists that have a strong grasp of anatomy, character design and storytelling! It's hard to pick just one, so here's a brief selection of ones that come up at the top of my head right now!

Thanks again for the questions! Have a wonderful January and rest of your 2024 as well!✨🌟

[entomjinx]

Got on twitter to check something realized I suddenly had 200 followers there despite my impromptu few month hiatus??? Then checked here for shits and giggles and realized there's more than 200 here now too?????

I don't know where all of you came from, but thank you so much. 💛💛💛

My this (very) fast Luffy doodle and the beetle I drew before Life Happened(TM) tide you over until I return with fanfic.

I'm not going to bother any of you with the overwhelming things happening right now. I'll just say it's ao3 writer curse meme level of insanity and leave it there.

Instead, celebrate this tiny milestone with me by remembering to eat, drink, and take your meds today! 💛

I really do appreciate all of you, and I hope you can forgive me for being mostly absent and very very slow with content creation right now.

(Also to everyone who sent me birthday asks back in February, thank you so much! You're all so sweet and I'm definitely keeping screenshots of everything in my motivation folder. I'm sorry it took so long to say anything back!)