#then I’ll make the sketch for the second pic

[jackobbit]

RAAAAAAAA

It’s!!! It’s something!!! Certainly not my best work but I haven’t drawn in like a week so I’ll TAKE IT

Have some Solar Flare being a goober :]

Maybe I’ll do something similar with my Bloodmoon soon enough, but for now, we’ve got this!

[ID: A filled, digitally drawn doodle page that depicts Solar Flare from the working for E.V.I.L. Au in various poses, all are placed against a white background. Solar Flare is a boxy orange and yellow robot with several bent Sun-like rays, large triangular shoulder pads and large limbs. They have dark eyes with lighter pupils, and an air vent for a mouth. From left to right, they are first depicted from the chest and up with a bashful expression as they press the tips of their index fingers together. Next, they are seen looking over their shoulder. To the right of that is a small doodle of the character as a melted ice cream bar on a stick, complete with one eye dropping further down than the other. To the far right is a picture of Solar Flare with an angry expression, smoke bellowing from their air vent mouth. To the far left is a drawing of Solar Flare winking as they hold a large bouquet of purple flowers behind their back, followed by a doodle of them stimming happily by waving their arms up and down. This is followed by a doodle of Solar Flare as an autism creature, and then one full body image of Solar Flare extending one hand out towards the viewer. The bottom right hand corner is comprised of three doodles, the first being Solar Flare smiling at a bird that has perched on their hand, Solar Flare standing with their arms behind their back, and finally a doodle of them holding up one arm to present a floating Star. /End ID]

[shindisworld]

Pinterest pics & scenarios that remind me of what it’d be like dating E1610!Miles

Miles ❤️🕷️

Unlike his Earth 42 counterpart, this sweet baby absolutely loves taking pictures with you

It literally doesn’t matter how ridiculous he looks, as long as he makes you smile that’s all he cares about 🥹

He has a photo album of you two in his drawer with small notes around the pictures

There’s notes like

“when I first realized I loved you <3”

“First date! :)”

Or just a simple “mi vida”

Don’t even get me started on his lockscreen-

It’s literally a collage of you 😭

“Baby when did you get so many pictures of me?”

He shrugs “I just take one every time I think you look pretty”

“There’s a pic of me devouring a burger, Miles”

“Well I always think you look pretty soooo”

This boy is so clingy in the cutest way possible

Good morning texts, good night texts, making sure you’ve eaten and drank something that day, or just sending you lyrics that reminds him of you

“Every time I look into your eyes I see it, you’re all I need” (Get You by Daniel Caesar ft. Kali Uchis)

“Milesssss 🥹❤️”

Whenever his patrol ends he always tries his best to stop by your place just to see you sleeping in your bed before he heads back to his place

You’re his rock, with everything he has to deal with in his life you remind him that he’s still a teen and doesn’t have to have so many burdens and responsibilities

He’ll text you at all hours of the night. He would feel so bad for waking you up but he just has to let you know how much he loves you 😭

“I thought about you a lot today, I miss your pretty eyes, your smile, your hair…ok maybe I miss everything about you. I can’t wait to see you, babe! 🥰❤️”

“Baby I missed you too but it’s 2 in the morning, I’ll see you tomorrow so don’t worry 🫶🏽”

“Well now I definitely can’t sleep because I’m too excited that I get to see my girl 😩😘”

He makes you giggle at your phone from his antics 🤭

Overall Miles is like a golden retriever boyfriend, he literally loves you so much and needs everyone to know that

He’s the type who’s faces immediately lights up as soon as you come into the room

Will try and rizz you up…notice how I said try? 💀

Sweet boy is trying so hard 😭

But it makes you smile and he thinks it’s all worth it even if his ego is a little bruised

He loves to touch you, nothing crazy, just simply holding hands, locking pinkies, hugs, kisses on the cheek, really anything that you’re comfortable with

He’ll def share anything with you

You cold? Well why didn’t you just say so? 🤨

Immediately takes off his jacket and gives it to you

Hungry?

Shares his food without a second thought

“Baby are you sure you don’t mind sharing with me?”

“Babe of course I don’t mind, please, eat as much as you want” 🥹

Now onto a veryyyy important aspect of Miles: his sketchbook

He would rather get chased down by Miguel again before anyone other than you sees it 💀

Literally sketches of you on almost every. single. page.

He’s not embarrassed of you, of course he isn’t.

It’s just the sheer amount of drawings of you that makes him a little shy to show anyone the sketchbook 🫣

He makes you a playlist without you even asking

Like he just sends it to you one day with a text that says

“Hey y/n/n my love! I made this for you because it reminds me of you and helps whenever I miss you. I hope you like it, beautiful 🫶🏾”

I need to stop, I got a little carried away 💀

EXTRA: his contact for you is “My Sunflower 🌻😘”

Ok I’m done fr this time! 🌚💜

[the-100-days-of-junkan]

Day 8

Hey look! More Pining! This one was also colored after the fact. 

When it comes to my ship art I generally like to make things cozy, but there’s no way I could ever get enough of “two girls madly in love with the other to an obnoxious degree,” like c’mon that’s just perfect. So I finally drew some of Mikan getting to crush just as hard as Junko in these pics. Still gonna be more of that on Junko’s end though, it’s gonna be a bit before things balance out a bit.  By the way you wanna know how fast I was making these? The first 27 pictures (reminder that 1-3 were made a year prior) were made in the span of under 2 weeks. I’d wanna say around 9 days but possibly less. And yeah, with the exception of No. 30 these were all sketches of relatively low effort, but also this isn’t exactly my first rodeo with doing stuff similar to thise.

I’ve in the previous 5 years ran an event called Bobovember, a 30 day art challenge (mostly for myself but others joined in! It was nice), and after like the second year I could barely pull off preparing even the first week of them. Meanwhile despite having the same workload I had 27 sketches prepped in no time flat, the brain rot was truly intense back in the day. I’ll come back to this in the future though since there is a bit more to it, and I like to yap on these posts, it’s actually a nice break from work!

I did also slightly edit the expressions on this, Junko originally had more of a V mouth, however it always looked a little off to me.

And one final BONUS fun fact! I almost scheduled this for my main account.

Reblogs, comments, and little notes in the tags are always appreciated!~

[pinazee]

Season 2 final thoughts:

My apologies to my Psych mutuals, my hyperfixation took me on a trip to Hatchetfield and very soon it’ll be in cinderellas castle. It can’t be helped. I plan on finishing my rewatch, especially because I’m about to get into one of my favorite seasons, but it’ll probably be sporadic at best.

Here are my final thoughts on season 2!

This is the official season of lassie stumbling upon shawn and gus by happenstance. He does it in american duos, dis-lodged, black and tan, and im counting lassie standing in front of his pic at the museum. He can push them away as much as he wants but shawns like a boomerang.

I find it incredibly disrespectful that shawn and gus took credit for finding that dinosaur when that one guy literally died for it . Also im pretty sure it would be impossible for a t-rex to be discovered in california because it was all underwater at that time. But thats neither here nor there.

Shawn being a forgery/handwriting expert brings up a funny/depressing image of little shawn having to write lines but in different peoples handwritings

Shawn is an incredibly fast thinker! He saw this scene

And not only deduced what actually happened, but also came up with a cover story for him at the same time.

Word of the day Abulic: abnormal lack of ability to act or to make decisions. Psych writers just casually dropped that little pearl in the middle of a scene in the finale

Overall it was a great season! Juliet got some more scenes, plus her character is beginning to get fleshed out, Gus was even funnier than i remembered, the heartfelt moments were very well acted especially by james who nailed the whole avoidant turmoil of it all. Henry, though, as ive stated in previous posts, is a lot harder to watch as a full fledged adult. He’s just such a prick to shawn any chance he can get. I’m so curious if I’ll be able to forgive him myself down the road. I mean, no wonder Shawn split when he turned 18 and hardly spoke to him again. Man, i wish we could’ve seen Shawn right after he left cause that is one juicy peach. He’d just be all angsty, jumping from one job to the next, getting fired or losing interest (or my personal headcanon is that his gifts of seeing everything kept getting him in some sort of trouble kind of like Poker Face (with natasha lyonne)).

Shawns add’l talents/ random knowledge:

-sketching

-forgery/ handwriting

-can operate a forklift (i think thats what it was lol)

-chess

-tango

-Spanish (honorable mention- he knows enough to speak it passably so i added it) and possibly Portuguese though i bet he just learned the one random phrase to try to trap jann

-acting

-airport codes

Gus niche interests:

-reality tv/ spanish soap operas

-archaeology

-legal tender

-santa barbara models/fashion

Rankings

The Blueberry Tier

American duos

Shawn (and gus) of the dead

Sixty five million years off

Black and tan: a crime of fashion

Nectarina Dulce Tier

Bounty hunters!

Lights, Camera, Homicidio!

Green Apple Jacks t-shirt tier

If you’re so smart then why are you dead

Rob a bye baby

Gus’ dad may have killed an old guy

Theres something about Mira

Did-lodged

And down the stretch comes murder

Psy vs. psy

Genocide of color Tier (somewhere a rainbow is weeping)

The old and the restless

Zero to murder in sixty seconds

Meat is murder…but murder is also murder

[pdalicedraws]

Hi :3 for the ask game

🟦-OCs? (Show if you want)? ⬜-Favorite part about drawing (and least favorite)?

Thanks for asking!! I’m gonna do these in the opposite order so the one with pics is second lmao

⬜-Favorite part about drawing (and least favorite)? I actually really enjoy inking! I know a lot of people hate it, but for me it’s like… the place where my messy, incoherent sketches turn into a picture. I hate trying to make vehicles and buildings make sense, though; there’s a couple of those coming up in the next few pages of my comic and good lord. Augh. Guh.

🟦-OCs? (Show if you want)? So the weird thing is that I have a lot of OCs, but almost never post them? Part of it is that I’m also a writer, and many of my characters are from things that hopefully I’ll be able to publish someday under my IRL name, which is an entirely separate sphere from my online life. Here’s a couple book characters with their names censored out, though:

I also play a lot of TTRPGs, usually though not always DMed by my wonderful girlfriend @poisonforpigeons, and often draw up the characters I’ve made for those:

(You get a dumb meme I made for the one who never takes off the plate mail bc I hate drawing armour, lol. And the campaign Polly was for never actually materialized but I love her so maybe I’ll find her a new home?)

And I don’t usually make OCs for established settings, but these guys are the exception— mine and my gf’s Nimona movie OCs, Cassandrius Sangster (knight) and Kandor Highfield (squire). There’s no fic or anything they just exist in us talking about them. I love them so much.

(In the movie’s universe ‘squire’ seems like a separate career track, as opposed to real knights where it’s something you are on the way to being knighted? So Kandor is Cass’s squire but isn’t trying to move out of that position.)

(The mermaid and wolf one is their Feast of Fools costumes)

(I love them)

[tottymatsuno]

how would ichi make his pp presence known >:)c

nsfw!!! for brittany! self insert so uses ha name and such!

This stupid ass phone. Ichimatsu glares at it, sitting heavy and sweaty in his palms. Why the fuck did he even get this damned thing, his eyes swirl, he can’t breathe, his face is flushed and Ichimatsu’s two seconds from pulling down his boxers and fucking shitting on the table.

All the heat in his body is burning him directly where it sits, heavy in his sweats, urging his palms to attend to his needs.

“I’ve gotten a few dick pics, but never from anyone I’ve liked.”

“What about you, do you have any to send?”

Ichimatsu’s heart is racing. It’s beating so hard that he’s sure you can hear it from your bedroom across town.

What the fuck is he supposed to say? How is Ichimatsu supposed to play this game of 4D chess? What if this is a test? What if you block him immediately after he sends one? What about angles? Lighting? How to make his weird dick not so weird? Ichimatsu got this fucking phone for you, and now you’re going to render it useless because he’s too excited?! You might as well tell him to quit his job too, and kill himself since the punishment you’re asking for in exchange — Ichimatsu’s too inexperienced for this!

Instead he breaks open a shitty little notebook, and scribbles a dick in order to ease the tension. Next time he sees you! Next time, Ichimatsu thinks panting. Next time he’ll let you grip his hair, and force whatever you want on him! He won’t resist, but Ichimatsu needs to be passive so he knows without doubt, that you want Ichimatsu back.

With a click, carefully framed so you see the shadow of Ichimatsu’s true feelings erect on the dingy paper, he sends it over.

“Like what you see?” Ichimatsu asks, already cringing.

“Aw, I wanted to see the real thing.”

“Haha perv. I’ll send you a dick pic.” Another beat passes and Ichimatsu sketches out a more serious version, he even uses his real cock as a reference, when you respond. “Is that what your dick really looks like?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know, weather boy?” Ichimatsu hopes he gets bonus points. Notice that I used your phrase. I watched that video, I learned it. Praise me.

You don’t reply within a half second, so that’s too slow. The shame eats him away like a moth, he needs an out.

“I gotta go to bed though, see you tomorrow at your place, at 5PM. I’ll be there when you get off work.”

“That’s specific. Good night.”

Ichimatsu’s body pillow is taken out, a rare appearance when he usually reserves it for Christmas related loneliness. He hides in the night to rub himself normal, every time he remembers, then clicks his screen open to let his fantasies return. As many times as Ichimatsu can until he’s exhausted in the morning.

After that it’s a waiting game.

What if you fuck him? Ichimatsu thinks, at the bath house. Then when he’s using his entire allowance to order you food, and when he buys your favorite snacks. When he’s standing in line, thoughts full of cotton candy affection, and having his virgin ass dominated in the most romantic way possible. He keeps remembering the image you sent a while ago, with two girls.

He can’t wait til you tilt his chin and make him drink from the carton of milk.

So when 5PM rolls around, Ichimatsu stands outside of your door when 4:59 becomes 5 exactly when he knocks.

You open the door fairly quickly, right when Ichimatsu’s knocking transitions to banging on the frame. The second he sees your face, Ichimatsu melts.

“Right on time.” You smile before commenting, “You nearly scared me half to death. I was wondering who was hitting my door like that. I was gonna call the cops!”

Ichimatsu swallows, then opens his mouth, then swallows again. “Sorry.”

“Alright, don’t do it again.” You exit your house, pushing right into Ichimatsu’s space. “Let’s go,”

“…Go where?”

“Gotta pick up groceries.”

That’s how Ichimatsu ends up riding shotgun in your SUV, thinking on repeat “Touch me, Brittany. Touch me.” In semi-patient anticipation.

He’s pushing the cart, hoping to remind you of last nights conversation even though it seems like you’ve forgotten it. Ah…a banana?

Ichimatsu watches you weigh a bunch. He plucks a random one after you set it in the cart. “It’s kinda like…”

His fingers wrap around the fruit like he was about to play with himself, “But not this length…”

Does that give him a pass? Is that flirting? Is that good enough? Do you hate him?

The expression on your face ignites Ichimatsu from head to toe, he can’t look at you too long or else he’ll combust.

He can’t speak for the rest of the trip, instead Ichimatsu’s tongue wants to swallow itself. So he dissociates until Ichimatsu’s helped put up all your food, until he’s eating the lunch you brought over, until you pragmatically hand him a toothbrush, until he’s spitting out the mouthwash, and until his hands are braced on your hips - wait, this is good place to start paying attention again!

Ichimatsu’s pressed back against your bathroom counter, and you’re kissing his neck feverishly. “That feels nice.” He sighs, he’s holding onto you for dear life while your body contours between his thighs.

“I just want to prepare you though,” Ichimatsu mumbles out mid moan, god you’re gripping his hair in order to access his throat. You teeth graze against his shivering neck, “It’s actually not that great.”

Your hand slips down to feel Ichimatsu through the fabric of his sweatpants.

“My dick, that is.” He loves you.

“So keep that in mind, don’t get disappointed.” Your smile is so bewitching, when you return to kiss Ichimatsu on the lips. You only say three words in between breaths, “I won’t be.”

“You say that now.”

You slowly begin to sink to your knees, and Ichimatsu keeps his mouth shut when you pull his waistband down.

[ballnutty]

The way u draw is so cute do u have any speed paints or process pics? Teach me 🙏😭

Hiiii !! So I’ll show you two ways I do my drawings….

When I know I’m going to do lineart, I make sure that the sketch underneath is clear enough to know where everything is. I use a lot of layers that way in case I mess up, I can change what I need to without erasing everything. Like the face, sometimes if I’m not confident enough to do it on the same layer, I’ll make a new one and do the face there. I ALWAYS draw the hairline + hair on separate layers. I also go on top of everything and add any other details or fix anythin that does look quite right !!

(I can only add one video to this so I’ll repost this w the second part added on !!)

[yuraslefttoe]

hey, it's me again! I came to pester you with questions!! *there should be a scary laugh, but it sounds more like mean giggles*

(by the way, I’m thinking about sending you such long texts with questions (because I have a lot of them!!) once one or two weeks, if you don’t mind. . . . . . .you don't mind..??? (god, I hope you don’t get tired of me..!) I'm so sorry, please, I'm just very interested!! *qwq*)

ok, let's start with the sweetest part, prelude. ACTUALLY, I DIDN'T EXPECT THAT YOU REPLY SO QUICKLY, GOD, NOT PASSED A FEW HOURS!!!!!! I THOUGHT YOU HAD TOO MANY QUESTIONS SO I DID NOT EXPECT A SO SOON REPLY!!

I’ll remind you once again how much I adore your work (after all, you deserve it!!), and I’ll also say that I specifically shouldn’t talk about posts tagged with the  adm, because I’ve read your tumblr and twitter in its entirety several times, I even have a separate album in my gallery with answers that particularly interested me, there are several hundred screenshots there and I don’t regret anything! (sorry if my hyperfixation may be intimidating!!)

*=^._.^= ∫*

and now the questions!!!! 

1. my wife doesn’t have a tumblr, but her suggestion interested me and can be seen in the first two screenshots(the translation sounds like: “after the release of “red hour” I have an assumption that andrey is more... athletic than misha. either this is because of ferry’s drawing style, or he really has such wide shoulders")so now we are interested to know about the physique of your characters!! maybe some of them are thin, or vice versa, a little overweight. and what about physical training? did you have any headcanons for this??? ( by the way, when I ask about “characters” I mean not only misha and andrey, but also europe and maya, because they are also worthy of attention <зз) 

2. what about the abbreviation "dyusha" for andrey? in russian it is... not used very often, but still, it sounds very cute. so it would be interesting to know how you would feel about this? 3. I also want to hear about the names of the characters!! how did you choose them? I mean........ how did it happen that from ☺europa☺ you switched to 👹MiKhAiL👹?? (I'M SO SORRY, BUT MISHA'S FULL NAME SOUNDS SOMETHING THREATENING. MY UNCLE'S DOG HAS THE SAME NAME EHE- *ᕕ(ಥ▽ಥ)ᕗ*) 

4. and lastly, let's return to my wife for another moment. she suggested that andrey was now also in a time loop. what do you say about that? and also in enigma, she noticed that misha seemed to be addressing the second person in the lines: "and if you wanted to be anything more than just free" and "you’ve seen a hundred lies I see that all the time". is this second person a viewer? or maybe one of the previously mentioned characters??

the last photo, by the way, is one of the sketches that I found so far in my gallery! ^^ 

initially it was planned to attach two sketches, but andrey turned out TOO bad, I’m ashamed to show him. someday I'll redraw it into something normal.... maybe. but! I really like the pic with misha and the wolf(I hope this is the wolf you were talking about lol. google didn’t show me anything else, and I’ve never been to ikea myself, ehe...) 

(and I don’t want to post all this yet, because running a tumblr was certainly not part of my plans, haha)) I registered here solely to read your blog, and not to maintain my own) 

sorry again for possible illiteracy, and also for the chaotic nature of my thoughts, haha, I don’t know how to adequately express them in english.. and also, I’m really REALLY apologize that the text was too long, next time I’ll try to be shorter...

okay im gonna try and answer everything here in a coherent way so sorry if nothing makes sense

im just fine with lotes of questions :) answering asks and responding to comments is one of my favorite things ever and i brings a verry big smile to my face

on andrei: i consider him to be a skinny little gut but not exactly unathletic, and in addition i think he would have basic combat training and probably be good with firearms. misha is probably a very average bodytype, nothing special, not particularly athletic.

i do not speak russian (though ferry has recently encouraged me to learn so maybe in like four years ill be able to form a sentence) so i dont know anything about the short forms so you can do whatever you want. if you coin it and peoples tart calling him that i will not stop it from happening

i do not name my characters, i usually let me friends name them (i think that the only one i named was europa and his partner). going forward maybe ill try to make it more cohesive

the time loop idea im seeing thrown around alot is really cool and while i havent particularly wrote any of my songs about that in general i see it fitting into the loose narrative i have going on. also in enigma misha is definitely talking to andrei whenever he says the word "you" but it could also be to the listener because the entire theme of enigma is 4th wall breaking and meta shenanigans like that

that sketch is SO CUTE oh my god

[tophthedaydreamer]

art dump time! some sketches and concept art stuff I had lying around hehe (pls click for better quality)

first sketch is an older concept for “edelweiss: girl of the wood”, a little project I have cooking in the back of my mind that’s my own take on the Snow White story. maybe someday when I'm super talented I’ll make it lol

second is a little sketch dump of gibson and how his hair/semi fur works? rare pics of Buzzcut Gibson hehe

third is a lazy ref sheet of one of my many sonic fankids, specifically of jolene d’coolette :D she’s the new freedom fighters’ medic and search & rescue agent.

fourth is a concept for a “mistbender”, a fanmade ATLA bending style and ethnicity I made up. they’re based off of asian cultures from the himalaya region.

fifth is an alternate outfit I designed for shiver! I'm actually very proud of this one hehe

and finally, a beta design of a grimwalker oc I have that I have yet to fully figure out :P there is so much going on in my brain that I'm quite dizzy lol

[papabirdurskeks]

Finally got around to pushing myself to do this, so here it is! A basic overall sketch view of my Desert Na’Vi! 

Now to info dump under the read-more!

-The first pic is just an overall view and size comparison of them, to which shows they are actually smaller than most other Na’Vi inhabiting the different niches of Pandora. 

Their skin is also darker with less stripes, most of said patterns accumulating around their neck, calves and upper arms. Even their faces and ears are marked with darker markings to help absorb the sun from their faces. However, they have larger ears to help keep them cool in the heat of the desert as well as longer eyelashes to keep sand from tracking into their eyes. This also helps with keeping sweat and other annoying particles that may try to get in the way of their sights. Thick hair lines their heads for added heat protection, which also aids in keeping their queues safe from damage and/or potential harm from those trying to snatch at them. This thick hair also lines down their tails as well. Desert Na’Vi also have slightly larger feet then their cousins in the forest or the sea, helping them from sinking into the sand or slipping when running or moving about. Their toes are lined with thick, sharp nails to help with said traction; the middle toe being the longest and most dangerous of the bunch which can provide a deadly kick against unwanted foes coming too close to them. 

-The second picture shows a Desert Na’Vi without the thick hair on their heads to help show the extent of how thick the hair around their queue is and where it usually lies. This also shows that they have thinner, longer noses that help to keep them from breathing in any sand flying around during storms or movements. Once again, the ears are large to help keep them cool in the desert heat and their eyes are large with dark sclera to help them see better at night as they usually prefer to be awake during nighttime hours. The markings around their faces and necks are usually the darkest and thickest compared to the rest of the body. 

-The third is just a quick overview of the queue at work in connecting to a sacred area for the Desert Na’Vi, which is found in a small oasis within a cave far from their homes. Said queue is surrounded by thick hair to help keep it safe from various forms of danger that can damage it. Their thick hair can also be styled in a variety of ways!

-And the third and fourth picture show what these thick tails are used for! Should any of the Na’Vi be outside in the heat and without any shade, they use their tails to provide them said protection from the sun as it gives them enough time to stay cool from said heated moments. It also makes a great umbrella during heavy rains and when one wants to nap during the hottest times of the day. 

The tail also provides them with a means of an extra threat display to make them bigger to any of their foes, puffing it up to make it thrice its usual size and shaking it about while throwing a hiss or snarl at their enemy to back off. 

I’ll do more things later with them but for now, I am too tired and wanted to get this done. I know my words barely make sense and I’m sorry x’) 

But here they are finally, hehe

[no-parking-here]

Hello! Do your think you could do a body tut? I have trouble with proportions and stuff and you're real good at them

ofc and thank u 🫶🫶 this is definitely smth I feel I still struggle with but here’s some things I do to help and how I generally sketch- using a drawing of dally to demo (everything under the cut bc it’s gonna be long lol)

First always use a reference (not those drawing templates I swear they will mess u up more- use photos) I stunted my art growth for so long bc I just refused to use one- it also curbs the need to do (what I think are) boring (yet helpful) anatomy studies- plus it’s a good comparison for proportions when seeing ur art vs the pose in the photo

Second thing I find really helpful is larger pencil strokes, which is not to say never use smaller movements, but most of the time my pose will come out cleaner and less stiff when I avoid small movements as it means there’s no confusion where a part starts or ends- essentially trust in large pencils strokes and large shapes 🫡

I will say when I was first tryna figure out proportions I was using shapes (mainly rectangles tbh) to dictate how large the forearm for example for be compared to the legs or head I chicken scratched sm, but after a good bit of practice it will be ingrained in ur mind when smth looks wrong and what that part it is

Now for how I go abt drawing

this is generally how I start- and it’s so simple but using lines of action for every ‘motion’ whether it be the torso turning one way or a person leaning is so helps- it tends to lessen stiffness in my drawing

I go off of the head and motion by using shapes/lines to get the base of the torso and limbs- just keeping in mind the reference and stuff like that the legs should be abt half of ur body- then I truly flesh out the torso and legs using the lines for their placement- and often times I’ll use a ‘u’ shape to dictate joint placement (shoulders r off the torso, elbow and knee in the middle of its respective limb)

As for the shape of the legs and arms the only advice I can give is draw a lot and vaguely understand human anatomy and one day it’ll magically make sense (ik this isn’t helpful but if it ain’t the truth)

then ARMS !!! I find it’s easier to wait on doing arms so I make sure they don’t reach too far down the leg or in general too big compared to the legs (ignore dally’s right arm it’s covered by pb later- you’ll see)

Then this is the biggest jump- I almost completely erase my drawing using a kneaded eraser- when I’m unhappy when a pose or how something is looking I sometimes repeat drawing the pose itself multiple times- changing limb sizes and shapes etc. until I’m happy with it and add clothing

Never be afraid to restart and plus I find my second or third attempt always looks cleaner and better proportioned- then in the final pic u can see the difference between how I start vs end with pb sitting to the side

ik this was kinda a yap sesh and idk how helpful it will be but I hope it has helped some and if u have any questions my inbox is always open lmao

[the-himawari]

A3! Sakisaka Muku - Translation [SR] Festival of Blooming (2/2)

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Kazunari: Voila! Here’s a present from me!

Muku: A present?

Kazunari: Open it up!

Muku: Okay! Are these your pants that I couldn’t fit into…?

Kazunari: I bought a pair in a size that fits your legs. I bet you’ll be able to wear those. Now you and I matchsies!

Muku: Thank you for going out of your way for me, Kazu-kun…!

Kazunari:  Alright, with these pants… Go on and try on my whole outfit!

Muku: Sure, I’ll go change!

-pause-

Muku: How do I look?

Kazunari: Woah. You don’t look like yourself, but it suits you! Fresh to death!

Muku: Ehehe. I’m glad.

Kazunari: Say, can I take a pic with my phone?

Muku: I feel a bit shy, but sure.

Kazunari: Snappity snap snap~! I’mma take one from this angle too ☆

Muku: Erm… are you done with the photos? I’d like to start my skit now.

Kazunari: Oh yeah! I’m good to go. Thanks. I can’t wait for your skit!

Muku: Okay, here goes… “Ah, I got the photo data from Omimi! ‘Kay, guess I’ll think about the flyer first and then sketch it out after.”

Kazunari: (He turned on my computer… so this is me when I’m coming up with designs for our flyers?)

Muku: “Mmm, what should I do for the flyers this time~. Omimi’s pics came out hella nice, so I wanna create something great.” “I read Tsuzurun’s script, so I’m set on the vibe and motif… but what to do about the design?”

Kazunari: (Ahh, that’s right. I say stuff like that when I’m thinking about our flyer designs and wanna get my thoughts in order…!)

Muku: “Ah, I’m pretty sure there was a recent movie that had a similar mood! Let’s see, searching, searching…” “There is it! Hm…” “Yep. I think I’m gonna go in this direction, after all!”

Kazunari: Hold up! It’s just like looking in a mirror! Isn’t that amazing? How do you remember that many details, Mukkun!?

Muku: “Mukkun who? I’m Kazunari Miyoshi! Aren’t you mistaking me for someone else?”

Kazunari: Ahaha, look at that! There’s 2 Kazunari Miyoshis!

Muku: “You got it wrong. I’m Kazunari!”

Kazunari: No, no, I’m Kazunari too!

Muku: “Hold up. Could we be doppelgangers!?”

Kazunari: What the—this is fun as hell! Let’s take a commemorative pic together ♪

Muku: “I’m down! Let’s take a selfie and post it to inste!”

Kazunari: Aw yeah, work it!

Muku: “…Wait, we can’t take any more than that!”  A-and scene! *Sigh*, it surprised me when you suddenly jumped in…

Kazunari: Ahaha. Sorry, sorry! I just felt happy since your acting was so spot on!

Muku: Oh, really!? I’m glad I was able to act like you…!

Kazunari: I’m kinda surprised you chose me when I’m thinking about our flyer designs though. I thought you were gonna act like me when I’m painting.

Muku: I do like you when you’re painting, so that thought crossed my mind… But this time, I wanted to show the world the Kazu-kun that only I know as your roommate.

Kazunari: …I see. That’s why you chose that scene, huh! I feel like I saw myself from an objective view thanks to that! Thanks for acting out a side of me that only you know, Mukkun!

Muku: You’re very welcome. Ah, we have to take the polaroid at the end. Would a finger heart pose be something you would do?

Kazunari: Ooh, rather than that, why don’t you hold this in the picture?

Muku: Wow, Tonapon! I would love to hold Tonapon in the shot!

Kazunari: Aight, I’m taking it~!

Muku: Ah, hold on a second! Um, make the way I hold him and my expression just like Kazu-kun’s…

Kazunari: Take your time. I’ll wait~!

Muku: There we go. You can take it now.

Kazunari: Okay! …Say cheese!

*click*

Kazunari: You’re totes adorbs, Mukkun! The way you winked is just like me!

Muku: Ehehe, you think so? I’m glad I made an expression with you in mind.

Kazunari: Hear me out! Let’s go out somewhere in matching outfits some time, those pants included~!

Muku: Matching outfits? That sounds amazing. Let’s do that! I can’t wait for our hang out already!

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[voidthewanderer]

WIP Wednesday

I was tagged by @bury-me-standing for today! Thanks!

The sketch layer, just like the last post with this pic, is hidden because it's just nothing but chaos with it showing. I'm taking a little bit more time to study some of my favorite artists and how they draw ghoul noses because I really just gotta figure it out having a majority ghoul character line up. So yeah, working on Ripper holding his kid.

But also, here, have some of the draft from A Different Life because I've been working on it pretty religiously as well. Here's the first few paragraphs of the second draft of chapter three. It's supposed to be a little bit more of a feel good type story with some minor, more realistic everyday conflicts rather than some of the over the more major conflicts that happen less often.

“Arsenic…”

The ghoul gave a soft groan, rolling over slightly, though didn’t open his eyes.

“Arsen~”

The voice had a soft warble to it now, despite the roughness. A soft touch on his arm garnered another soft groan, his own voice reflecting his groggy state, “Babe…”

“Baby, wake up…” Another hum, the hand lightly caressing his arm. His muscle twitched slightly at the touch, him finally opening an eye, smile soft on his lips, “What is it, babe?”

“I’ve got a little surprise for you.”

He couldn’t help but chuckle, tucking his elbows beneath his back to prop himself up, “Damn… we get engaged an’ I get t’ have ya back in my life again. What more could I get t’ make this even better?”

“Get up and I’ll show you,” Crow chirped, ducking in to peck his cheek; him humming softly at the affection. He stretched slightly before pushing himself out of the bed to get dressed. Nothing major, at least not for today since he wasn’t cooking; a plain tank top and sweatpants. As he turned back to face Crow, he’d caught their gaze wandering before completely adverting it when they noticed they’d been caught. A smirk crept on his face, “Whatcha thinkin’ ‘bout, babe?”

“Just come on,” Crow turned and trotted out of the room before Arsenic could even take his first step, needing to widen his stride to catch up the the smaller ghoul. He could tell that they were still at least curious about everything, but was having a hard time processing their actual thoughts when it was brought up. It was a topic that they’d only discussed once and that had been the day they got together. Nobody knew what tragedy would happen eight months later…

Crow led Arsenic to the communal kitchen, holding a mug out to him, “Here.”

He glanced to it, confused, “What’s all this?”

“Well…we never really got to, y’know, start our lives as a couple. To really do things as a couple living together. I wanna start with this.” This raised a smile, his voice much softer than before as he carefully took the mug, “Of course, baby…”

Once Crow had grabbed their mug, the duo headed to the couch. Arsenic only had a moment to get settled before Crow practically curled up into his lap, hugging their mug close to their chest and pulling his free arm around their waist. He tightened his hold, shifting his legs so they were cradled against him, “There we go…”

They fell into a peaceful quiet, the warmth of just being together comforting. Some of the other ghouls started to shuffle about in their own morning routines before heading out to work. None of them paid any mind to the couple; though most feared that they’d probably get ripped a new one if they made a comment. Crow cuddled up more against Arsenic’s chest, him stifling a groan as they spoke, “What’d’ya think? Maybe we can get up early, make ourselves some coffee together and just… cuddle. I know you’re really not the type to but-”

“Shh… I’d love t’ keep doin’ this,” he chuffed, “Gotta remember, I was on th’ go for a long damn time. Don’t gotta do that anymore. Somethin’ small like this? It’ll be nice. This is my home. An’ I think it’ll be a learning experience for us both.”

[carebearbro]

So I know I’ve already posted this pic once, and there I listed all of the reasons why I love it so much. But this time I wanted to mention how great it was to work with @xsunnysoftx (Alan) the artist who did it as a commission for me. Here’s his commission info: https://at.tumblr.com/xsunnysoftx/okay-im-just-gonna-say-fuck-it-and-post-it-here/7tm0js03946x First, most importantly is that I love the art.  That kind of speaks for itself though.  But it was also helpful that Alan enjoys the Nelvana Care Bears movies, because seeing the Care Bears art he posted inspired me to ask him for the commission.  So it made me comfortable asking for the exact pic I wanted. Second, he was very clear and transparent about everything.  It was easy giving him the info, he has a clear TOS, his prices were clear, and knowing how to the payment was straightforward. Third, he was very pleasant, courteous and kind throughout the whole process.  This made me feel very comfortable and he was easy to talk to. Fourth, he took all of the info and refs I gave him and was able to give me exactly what I wanted. And finally....he showed me his work one step at a time and was very open and flexible to making edits.  He showed me a rough sketch, the line-art, and the basic coloring before he moved on to the next step. When he showed me the line-art, I wanted to make some edits to make the picture fit exactly what I wanted.  He happily made the edits and patiently sent me updated versions.   The same happened with the coloring. This sometimes makes the difference between a pic being great and being fantastic.  It really made me feel like I was able to get exactly what I wanted. Many artists are willing to do that, but not all of them.  It really makes the whole process extremely enjoyable. So I just wanted to mention all of that to say how happy I am not only with the pic, but Alan as an artist and the whole process.  It really gives you a lot more confidence that you’ll be happy with the result. So even though I don’t usually do this, I definitely wanted to recommend anyone who is interested in Care Bears art to consider getting a commission from him.  I don’t get commissions very much these days, but in this case it was completely worth it. I’ll also re-blog his commission info.  I usually reserve my page purely to Care Bear posts, but it’s definitely worth an exception in this case.  

[positivelyghastly]

Ocs. Hand em over

AAAH! Okay, so I’m in work right now and don’t have my IPad so I can’t upload good quality pics but!

Mara, my sweet girl, was the first ghoul oc I made. She started out as a random water ghoul that I had no name for and now she’s my daughter and I love her dearly. I like to base my character designs on actual people at first and then let them evolve from there, so Mara was initially based on Rachel Weiss in The Mummy (my favourite movie lol) and her face has been tweaked and changed every time I draw her until I settled on how she looks in the sketch of her and Aurelia.

The first ✨lore post✨ I made about her is here but I’ve had many many Mara thoughts since then lol.

She works in the offices doing mostly filing and admin because she’s scary good at organising things and keeping tabs on where everything is in the ministry’s filing system. When she’s not doing that, however, she’s either hanging out with her girlfriend Aurelia or is in the nearest body of water. I like to describe her true form as a headlight eel that grew legs. I’m still working on a set design for it that I’ll post in the future but just know she is Very Fucked Up looking and I love her.

Aurelia is the second oc I had a design for, but she’s not the second one I have (that’s Helio). She’s my big beefy quintessence ghoul who is one of the ministry’s healers and sometimes does handywork around the Abbey because she’s 7ft tall and BUILT so she can carry heavy stuff and reach most places without a ladder. She’s also the only character who’s face hasn’t been based on an existing person, she just popped into my head fully formed (I guess my love for buff women is just that strong lol)

My dear Aurelia has never had a thought in her life that isn’t “must help friend” or “tiny pretty girlfriend”. I like to think of her as a gentle giant who is suspiciously kind for a demon, but she’s someone who genuinely really cares about the people around her, making her a pretty good healer because she’s willing to help anyone who needs it.

Her true form is a great, hulking cloud of smoke that she can solidify into a physical form at will. When she gets out of her glamour it’s very hard to get her back in by the nature of her true form. The smoke is difficult to capture and bind with magic and because she really does hate scaring people unless absolutely necessary, she tends to stay in her glamour as much as possible. Her eyes are the only thing that peek out of the fog unless she solidifies her body, glowing white hot and staring into the soul of anyone she sees.

The first time Aurelia saw Mara was a little while after she was summoned. She’d been in the gardens and watched this black mass crawl out of the lake before Mara got back into her glamour, climbing onto shore with a fish between her teeth, and Aurelia was instantly in love. Mara thought it was funny that this huge 7ft ghoul was completely obsessed with her but she’s a sucker for big buff ladies so when Aurelia made a move on her, she couldn’t help but say yes.

I’ve only drawn them together once but I think it’s a pretty good example of their relationship dynamic lol

I have a few others like Helio and Sister Stolas but they’re not as fleshed out as my beloved demon girls. Plus, Sister Stolas was made pretty much just so I can draw a slutty nun lol. I’ll probably post more about those two in the future though!

[middleearthpixie]

Seven Days ~ Chapter Twelve

Seven Days -  Modern Tolkien AU

Firefighter Frerin Durin died in a fire set deliberately. But after he helps his brother, Thorin find happiness, Frerin is offered a second chance. He has to prove himself worthy by righting the one major wrong in his life. Otherwise, history will repeat and he will die for good this time. The catch? He has seven days in which to do this and isn’t even certain what his major wrong is.

At least, he doesn’t know for long. 

Syd Prescott has known Frerin since high school. She spent one night with him and then he vanished from her life. Now, he claims he wants to make it up to her, to right was he realizes was his major wrong. But can she trust him? And can he prove to her that she can before it’s too late? 

A/N - This story is the sequel to Miss Fortune, but is a stand alone story. 

And a special thank you once again to @laurfilijames for suffering with me as we lusted over pics of Mr. Gerard Butler... 😈

Summary: After Frerin drops her off, Syd has herself convinced she’s not going to see him again, but that isn’t necessarily true… 

Pairing: Modern!Frerin x OFC Syd Prescott

Characters: Frerin, Syd, Nico Zarelli, Dave Brewer, Holly Cassidy.

Warnings: None

Rating: T

Word Count: 2,011 

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Previous chapters can be found here.

December 8th

Wednesday

Syd bit back a sigh as Frerin eased to a stop in front of Gram’s house and eased the transmission into park. He turned to her. “So, have you thought about where you’d like to go tomorrow night?”

“Tomorrow? I thought you’d want to wait until Friday?”

He grinned. “Why would I want to wait an extra day?”

“Because you’re only getting off work tomorrow morning?”

“If it’s quiet, it won’t be a problem. It’s not like I’ll be up the entire twenty-four hours. That only happens if we have a busy night. Otherwise, I sleep at the firehouse like any other night.” He reached over to trace his forefinger along her cheek. “And if it’s a busy night, I’ll push through.”

“It’s okay if you want to wait,” she told him, fighting to keep her eyes from closing at the gentle touch. It had been such a wonderful night and she hated to see it end. 

“I don’t want to wait, Syd.” His finger slowed, then went still. “I’ve waited long enough.”

“Frerin.”

“What? I have. So, pick a place and that’s where we’ll go and if there’s anything else you want to do, just say the word.”

She just held his gaze for a long moment. “I’ll have to give it some thought.”

“So, give it some thought. I’m not going anywhere.” He lowered his hand and turned back to stare out the windshield. “Maybe I’m rushing things here, Syd, and if you think so, say something, okay? I mean, I know I’ve given you more than enough reason to not trust me, and I know I can’t fault you for not trusting me. But, I swear to you, I’m not playing with you. I’m not fooling around this time. I’m not doing anything other than trying to convince you I’m a decent guy. That’s all. And I don't mean the I was nice to you so you owe me sex kind of decent guy.”

She just stared at him for a long moment, her heart speeding up with the one question that had plagued her since he’d come back into her life. “But why now?”

“I—you popped into my head the other day and I just couldn't stop thinking about you. And that’s when I came by Miss Fortune’s Crystal and since then, I still can’t stop thinking about you. I’ll be at work doing whatever later on today, tonight, whatever, and I guarantee you, you’ll be on my mind.”

There wasn't a trace of amusement in his voice, no indication whatsoever that he was anything other than sincere. And he looked utterly seriously as he spoke. His aura offered up no hint that he was lying, as auras could sometimes betray such a thing. In fact, there was a bit more yellow in his aura, which meant whatever weighed him down even only yesterday had begun to lift somewhat.

“Come on,” he tugged the keys from the ignition, “let me walk you up. I mean, unless your grandmother or sisters are going to be lying in wait for me.”

“No.” She pushed open her door and climbed down, adding, “They knew we were going out and they know you, so, I suppose it’s possible. I just don’t think it’s all that likely.”

He came around the Jeep’s hood, the wind blowing his hair into dark peaks. “Ah, but I am a changed man, remember?”

“Frerin,” she offered up a long look, shaking her head, “a changed man? Really?”

“Really. You’ll see.” He draped his arm about her shoulders as they started up the front walk. “And when you do see, I promise not to gloat or say I told you so, or any of that.”

She shook her head, clumping up the front steps. “And if I don’t see it?”

“You will.” He tightened that arm about her, and to her surprise, drew her flush against him. “Because I will prove it to you, honey. You’ll see.”

“I suppose I will.” She looked down at her watch. It was quarter after eleven. “You should go.”

“Yeah, I have a couple errands to run before I clock in, so, I’ll see you tomorrow.” He bent to brush her lips with a light kiss. “I’ll give you a call when I get home, okay?”

“Okay.” She gazed up at him as he pulled back. “Sounds good.”

“Good.” 

He winked, kissed her once more, and then turned to start down the steps. She stood there for a moment, then called, “Frerin?”

“Yeah?” He turned.

“Be careful.”

“I’m always careful, Syd. I’ll see you.”

She sighed softly as she turned the doorhandle, which wasn't locked, and stepped inside as he hit the horn and pulled away from the curb. A hint of sadness settled over her as his Jeep disappeared down the street. Somehow, she had the feeling she was not going to see him again. 

“Syd? Is that you?”

“Hi, Gram,” she called back. “It’s me. You’re back already?”

“We were there a few hours and the boy was found, safe and sound save for a little frostbite. He is apparently a little escape artist.”

“Well, that’s a good thing, more or less.”

“It’s always a good thing when a lost little one is found safely. You know that.”

“You’re right, I do. Now, tell me, were you worried that I wasn't here last night?”

Syd strolled into the kitchen to see her grandmother at the table, sipping a cup of coffee. Lowering it, Gram shook her head. “No. Frerin’s a Durin. I don’t want the details of what you were doing with him, but I know you’re safe with him just the same.” She looked up then and her brow furrowed. “Or maybe not? Syd, what’s wrong?”

Syd pulled out the chair across from her and sank into it. “I don’t know, Gram. I just… I like him, you know? And I’m—I don’t know, maybe I’m just being stupid.”

“About Frerin?”

She nodded. “I want to trust him. I really do, but…”

“But what?”

“I don’t know. I guess I’m just not quite believing he’s changed.” She sighed softly, tracing along the outline of an apple on the fruit-themed tablecloth. “I mean, why would he change for me? We went out once and that was it.”

“Well, your sister and Thorin had a single conversation and look where they are now. Fate works in mysterious ways, Syd. You know that. Do you think you can trust him?”

Syd sighed softly. “I want to.”

“That’s not what I asked. Do you think you can?”

“I don’t know yet. I guess we’ll see. He’s supposed to call me when he gets off work tomorrow. But he was going to call me when he got off work last summer, too.” A heavy sigh rose to her lips as she looked at the clock. “I’ve got to get to the shop.”

“Syd,” Gram reached for her across the table, catching her hand before Syd could stand, “what does your instinct tell you?”

“That I’m setting myself up again. Gram, he’s hot, okay? He’s a hot fireman who can have any girl he wants and he knows it. Why would he want me?”

“Why do you do that? Why do you sell yourself so short, Sydney? He should consider himself lucky to have you even consider going out with him.”

“Yeah, sure.” Syd gently pulled her hand free and got to her feet. “I need to go change.”

She didn't wait for Gram to reply, but made her way up to her room, where she closed and locked the door, and leaned back against it. Although he’d offered her a hoodie, she’d opted to just wear her own clothes home, and so changed from them into clean underwear and bra, jeans, and a cozy, oversized cream-colored fisherman’s sweater and then hurried back down to grab her keys and purse and head out to the shop. 

“Where are you?”

Frerin snapped out of his reverie when Nico nudged him sharply in the side. “What?”

“I just asked you where the remote is like twice. Where are you today?”

“Oh, sorry.” Frerin reached behind him, on the low ledge dividing the kitchen area of the upstairs part of the fire station from the lounging area, where the remote sat. “I’m just lost in thought.”

“Yeah? What’s her name?” Nico tugged out the chair across from him and dropped into it.

“Syd.” Frerin couldn't help but smile. 

“And what club did you meet this lucky lady at?”

“Nah, no club at all, my friend. I’ve known her since I was a kid. Syd Prescott. She was two years ahead of me in school.”

“Ahh… an older woman. Nice.”

Frerin chuckled. “Yeah, but only a little bit older. Anyway, I’m just thinking about her, is all.”

“Uh-oh, you’ve got that look, man.”

“What look?”

“The you want to run off with her look.”

Frerin chuckled. “I’m not thinking that far ahead yet. We’ve been out twice and I’m on shaky ground with her.”

Nico’s dark eyes narrowed. “Why? What’d you do?”

“Oh, man, I don’t want to get into it.”

Dave Brewer came up the stairs and made a beeline for the fridge. “Get into what, Durin? You in trouble?”

“Maybe. I don’t know. I think I might be.” He sat back in his chair and looked up at both men. They’d worked together the entire time Frerin had been with the department and aside from Thorin, there was no one else Frerin trusted more than the men and women of Engine Two/Ladder Two. 

“What did you do?” Dave turned his chair backwards before sinking into it and rested his chin on the back. “Give over and tell us.”

“I bumped into her last summer, at Darcy’s.”

“Oh…” Nico’s eyes widened and lit up to a certain degree. “The hot little redhead you couldn't stop staring at? That one? That’s Syd Prescott?”

“Yeah,” Frerin smiled, “the hot little redhead.”

“Her family owns the spook shop, don’t they?” Dave asked, looking from him to Nico and back.

“Yeah, I think so.” Nico nodded. “Not an ugly one in that family either. Damn… I’m jealous, Frer, I really am. She was fine.”

“You should be.” Frerin grinned as he got up and moved to pour himself a cup of coffee. “Anyway, she and I spent the night together and I swear, I meant to call her, but—”

Nico and Dave both winced at the same time and Nico said, “Ouch. Wait… was this before Lisa or during Lisa?”

“Before. And we’re not talking about her. She has nothing to do with this.”

“Uh-oh,” Dave said in a low voice, “he sounds serious.”

“He is serious,” Frerin told him, setting his coffee mug on the table. “I fucked it up with Syd, then started seeing Lisa, but that’s neither here nor there.”

“What’s going on?” Holly came up the stairs. “What did you do this time, Frerin?”

“Nothing. That’s just it. I’ve got some serious making up to do to Syd because I know she’s just waiting for me to disappear again and I am not letting that happen.”

“Holy shit, you sound serious,” Holly said, pulling up a chair as well. “And you better be careful she doesn’t put a hex on you or some shit like that.”

Nico snorted. “They aren’t witches. They’re gypsies.”

“Hey, watch it,” Frerin growled. “Enough with the gypsy talk, got it?”

“Sorry, man. I didn’t mean anything by it.”

“Yeah, well, either way. Let’s lay off the word gypsy, okay? It’s an in—”

The alarm went off and all conversation was forgotten as they jumped up from their seats and hurried down to the main floor, where their turnout gear hung. Shoes were kicked off, boots and trousers tugged on and fastened into place, coats, helmets, shields were grabbed and it was only a matter of minutes before Frerin climbed into the ladder truck with Nico and they roared out of the station.