#this is 4 pages of my sketchbook now :)
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saw this dress and purse and i KNEW i had to draw this, it's so her!!
#ml#marinette dupain-cheng#miraculous ladybug#omg i post art not clickbait??#Hmm dont think i added enough sparkles.....#i initially wanted it to look like a page from her sketchbook but i got render-happy#I was gonna add tikki but she didnt fit the color palette -_-#indigarts#marinette#forcing myself to draw/write because if i dont i will literally never finish anything#not exaggerating i have over 40 art & fic wips combined#and like... 4 aus in the works?#my hands cant keep up with my brain!!!#Yall bored during hiatus... not me. stay safe tho!#and not to mention that ive been so sick i cant hold a pen most of the time#ok i'll shut up now#edit was no one gonna tell me i put the hyphen in her name wrong.
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HERE ARE THE GOAAAAATS!!!!
first up are @croissant-25, @spiderin-space and @theskeleton117 goats!!!
second up are @myrararar, @heyizzy and @art-crumbs-main goats!!!
third up are @cult-of-a-buttercup, @balloonspace and @thesnailtraveler goats!!!
and finally the last 2 goats belongs to @raidoesthings and @lionacuty (that's me, I needed another goat)!!!
#plushy rambles#I might do this kind of thing again where I draw mutuals lambs and goats#there are now 8 pages of my sketchbook filled with lambs and goats#4 pages for lambs and 4 pages for goats#art#my art#traditional art#doodles#cotl#cult of the lamb#cotl fanart#cult of the lamb fanart#cotl doodles#cult of the lamb doodles#cotl goat#cult of the lamb goat#cotg#cotl unholy alliance#unholy alliance#art for others#plush wips n doodles
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dont ask how old this is dont ask dont ask dont
yes they r talking about tim, sr r yyyyyy
transcript;
((i think its called that))
steph, is talking about tim; "this 1 is when i was crawling through his walls & saw him practicing tiktok dances in the mirror!
bernard; lol
yeah ik my comedy knows no bounds
honestly the sketch was cuter so here
#bernard has heterochromia(?) bc of cringetober btw#yes the design is sticking w/me 4 now im plauged w/it#u can tell how old this is bc STEPH GIRLIE Y DO U LOOK LIKE THAT ;;;#i find it stupid how much ive drawn steph but never posted bc i never go past the sketching ohase#my finished sketchbook has her littered in it like shes hidden in the corners of my dick pages ifs stupid#omfg i never posted the stephcass button here either#OMG ;person_standing; im ok well then#steph chinchilla girl im so srry#chinchilla girl <3#stephanie brown#bernard dowd#dc#puppee art
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Arthur Dent when he jams the systems in the Heart of Gold (the tea tasted funny)
#h2g2#arthur dent#hitchhikers guide to the galaxy#hitchhikers guide#h2g2 fanart#h2g2 memes#art#this is 4 pages of my sketchbook now :)
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Not Me panic drawing Lorath in the developer signature line just so I could get them to sign my sketchbook 😩💦
#blizzcon 2023#diablo 4#blizzcon#lorath nahr#lorath#diablo#blizzard entertainment#yo but the diablo developers are fucking Awesome#me: can you pwease sign my doodle book 🥺👉👈#not pictures: the pages of lorath and tyhjä Getting Dirty#the real fear was them possibly flipping through it#this sketchbook is now not allowed to leave my house
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Traditional art jumpscare🔪
Just finished sketchbook I started in Feb of last year, first and last pages
Unedited versions below:
#are my hands blue right now? yes#did i spend 4+ hours on this? yes#does my hand hurt? very much#I was feeling funky so i decided to draw newly creted moon deity as last page#also don't ask for sketchbook content i just sketch silly shit there and decribe my mental breakdowns#artists on tumblr#my art#original character#my ocs#art#traditional art#I'm bad at traditional art okay#also can you tell my violet ballpoint pen died for this along with blue one#moon's eyes seem so wrong when they're closed but they kinda should be like that#also first one is Varu i drew after mental breakdown from trying to work in call center#i am talking-on-the-phone phobic i will absolutely cry if i have to do it#don't question how Varu's hair works in any of my artworks his local nickname is rapunzel#by local i mean nobody calls him that but me#the improvement is cheek reduction surgery literally
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weird weekend
#set up my sketchbook n tools etc to do some trad sketches bc it usually helps me feel better but im grr#i keep just opening pocket mortys n then getting annoyed bc nobody will battle me n the ones that do keep#oneshotting me or if i manage to kill one of their mortys just poofing#which is making my mood Worse zzz#kindve wanna doodle the last outfit reqs but i think i just wanna draw soft rnm stuff rn#> all my sfw wips are like dead srs edgy comics n i cant keep drawing edgy rnm art#anyways im rewatching it once again im on s3e1 again#i keep trying to watch other stuff but i cant focus + its keeping me sane#gotta speedrun a bunch of he tomorrow i got uhh#first pass of a 5 sec animation n a 3 page essay on the theory of magick#this is the easiest semester possible but i am for real going insane rn lol#bday officially in 4 weeks now#pisces season incoming babyyy
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Every time I see people talk about how embarrassed they are that their sketchbook isn't as pretty or aesthetic or whatever as someone else's, I just can't understand that point of view
Buddy my sketchbook is ugly as sin and I'm loving every minute of it
#gopher rambles#this isnt saying my art is bad btw. just that my sketchbook goals arent “make it pretty” its “empty my brain” and “get practice in”#sometimes i show y'all the shit i do in it. but for every page i share with folks there's 4 or so that i didn't#i think young/new artists really need to get comfortable with the idea that you need to make ugly stuff to make the pretty stuff#i think the reason i skipped over that embarrassment stage (for the most part) is because i didn't start sharing my art online#until i was about 17. almost a decade after i had started drawing to improve. i posted stuff here and there before that#but not to this degree. idk man. im kinda just rambling in earnest now
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found my old toned paper sketchbook
#i only got like 4 pages into it before loosing it amongst my notebooks in a move.#its labelled sketchbook 4... my current sketchbook is 13#ive drawn a shit tonne huh#i mean tbf i had this one going alongside at least sketchbooks 5-8 before losing it#because i didnt want to just do drawings on the toned paper but still like#like man i used to draw so much??#i now only fill a sketchbook like once every year and a half what happened? 😭😭😭#edit: i know what happened actually now that ive thought about it - ive been doing less sketching and more finished pieces#like taking my sketches through the inking and colouring phases is whats slowed me down#has nothing to do with my lack of art skills/motivation
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fucking killing him
#already shown all the girlies these sketches so now YOU. the PEOPLE. get my lineart progress#simon.webp#theres like 4 full drawings on this one canvas i have no idea which ones im gonna color or not Help#how i feel with 6 full sketchbook pages of drawings and like 20 more screencaps i want to redraw
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I filled an entire page of my sketchbook with Nori!
I love them sm!!! This has to be one of my favorite of your rewrites, I seriously did not think I could actually care abt PJ Masks past the age of 6 but now I'm obsessed 😭
On another note, just a random thing I'm curious about, before breaking off from GunnTech, did the main three basically live at the facility since they were initiated? I guess they do from what I’ve seen, but I was just wondering if they ever had to go to like. School or something, when they're not training. And if they ever got to see their family again (though I doubt both the kids and their family would want to lol)
And one more thing, totally important and necessary to ask, how does Nori acquire the kids? (..that doesnt sound right)
Like does he break in to the facility from time to time or did they just bring them with him when they left GunnTech or does he take them in when he finds them just out and about??
NORI… OUR FAVOURITE PROBLEM! The way you draw eyes scratches my brain /positive.
I think the idea is that everyone does live at GunnTech, they have rooms and go to school. GunnTech also has a prison somewhere (like, sci fi, clean, sterile white prison, a glass front-wall for cells instead of bars, and that’s where everyone gets put in Season 4. But, before that, when the main three villains (or at least, just Luna and Nori) escaped, it wasn’t totally locked down so they had to walk out suspiciously/tell the security guards reasons (you need to give reasons when leaving GunnTech so, “I’m hanging out with a friend” comes with ‘who is the friend + give us contact details’) and then probably remove a tracker (unsure as to whether the wristbands are the trackers or the trackers are put into their chest implants), and try to avoid getting caught for the rest of the time (until season 3-4 ofc). The main story probably begins with the three MCs trying to find them and bring them back. Romeo’s wanted cause he stole tech, though, he’s not a mutant.
Nori risks his life basically (not literally but he risks huge punishment) by constantly breaking into the facility to get out new kids. Kids who haven’t yet been mutated all have one room (several large rooms for many kids’ bunk beds basically, not literally one big room 😭) and he goes in and saves one or two each time. Some kids don’t *want* to come with him, thinking this is a cool superhero opportunity. He has an easier time helping kids who are scared and having second thoughts. He’s very gentle.
Also reminder that Nori had their finger prints burned off yipeeee. He’s not letting that happen to the others. (It doesn’t happen to every kid, but GunnTech probably has categories (like, heroes: animals, space, spies, drivers, healers?) and if you’re in the (name is a work in progress) Spies Category (stealth category?) like Nori, you get your finger prints burned off.
Daisy is canonically one of the only two Ninjalino names we know! I might make her into a small side character so that art isn’t 100% solid but eh!
Also he can’t really just “take them back to their parents”. If you’re a child at GunnTech, your parents either gave you away for money or you’re an orphan.
Nori’s usually a sassy ‘problem’ but they have their really serious and gentle moments.
#night ninja#pj masks#gunntech au#pj masks night ninja#nori nakamura#fanart#ama#digitalart#myart#pjmasks#pj masks ninjalinos
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Now I have a special page in my sketchbook with Classic Doctor ùwú ✨
By the way, it all ended with me watching 4 episodes in a row to understand how the Robot thing ended in the first episode of the twelfth season—
#I am glad that I already know English better#because the subtitles with which I watched were not very correct sometimes >x'D#and how i love the british accent; it's just amazing#talk#art#doctor who#classic doctor who#fourth doctor#4th doctor
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#me: I FUCKING HATE WATER COLOUR 4 EVERR GRRRRR me aswell: OMG watered down inks 😍🥰#me op#traditional#inks#javier escuella#this was my devious plan all along! i can now tag him in the pist with out it being in the tag! >:)#oc: gino vitali#oc x cannon#fucked up his arm as u can see. bc i started there. and i am still bad with these. i just enjoy it more that water colour#ots kinda harder to usem it stains immidiatly which is great for me all of the time except for today when#i didnt sit at my desk or even use my art boarn and this is on like the 4th page of a sketchbook and has like no pages behind it#gonna draw on the bg from the ref in white (ink or pencil? idk) but i am impatient and posting now before it dries aa
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hey friends!!!! i finished a sketchbook and now it's time to capitalise on it<3 if you want have a scroll through 71 pages of my behind the scenes drawings then click the link!
heads up: it's a pdf file and it's 4$
this sketchbook is really vulnerable so after looking through this one you're gonna know me better than my own father
quite lovely i think<3
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All The Stars~ PT.3
BAKUGOU X SECRET ADMIRER PT.3
A/N: I love this part n I love writing for y'all, you guys are so sweet. I know I said this part would come out a few weeks ago, but my kitten contacted parvo virus. I hope you guys understand :<
P.S: I'd like to add that one of the next parts will have slightly suggestive themes, nothing too descriptive.
ALL THE STARS PT.1 | ALL THE STARS PT.4
You groaned, jolting awake from what you thought was a short nap. The sun was blazing, hot on your skin now. Your head and throat throbbed- you were dehydrated and miserable. Propping yourself up on your elbows, you took in your surroundings.
Bakugou shut the door to his dorm so hard the walls shook. His muscular back rested against the wooden door. He closed his eyes, panting. The book in his hands felt like concrete, heavy and cold. Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself down. Opening the book, he took in the pages- pages and pages of sketches of himself sitting idly in class. He had to admit, you had some real talent there. He looked so calm, taking notes while resting his chin on his palm.
Meanwhile, you pulled your knees towards yourself, taking a minute to recall the past few hours. Eyes widening, you frantically searched around as you remembered you had set your sketchbook down- it would be no short of a disaster if anyone opened that book. Maybe it wasn't THAT great of an idea to carry said book out of your dorm room. Shit. Bakugou pulled Kirishima into his dorm room, his heart beating in his temples now. "Woah, I didn't think L/N would be the one who was putting those gifts in your locker! I can't say I'm surprised though, you guys are so thoughtful with each other." Kirishima nodded. "Thoughtful with wHO, I can't fuckin stand her. She's so annoying and dumb and stupid, almost stupider than Deku." Bakugou shouted, hands on his cheeks.
"Yeah, totes bro." Kirishima deadpanned, patting Bakugou's back. "So, when're ya asking her out? There are a couple good movies in the theatre or that new cafe down the street... We should ask Denki, he looks like the kinda dude to have this kinda experience", Kirishima rambled on and on, which all went over the blond's head, too busy calming the thumping in his chest, his head steaming.
Shaking his head, Bakugou took a deep breath in. "Fuck that, We have training at Ground Beta in half an hour. We'd better start heading over and warming up." Bakugou said, ushering Kirishima out of his room. Closing the door shut, He put his forehead to the cool wood at the thought of facing you at the Ground- knowing you, you must be having a panic attack at the mere thought of your sketchbook being missing- fuck- now that he thought of it, that was fucking selfish of him to do. He wondered if he could slip it into your dorm room while you were on the ground- he could fake an injury or a fever or something, he'd just have to convince Aizawa Sensei. A tough task in itself.
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You stood next to Uraraka at Ground Beta. You shifted your weight from one foot to another as your fingers fiddled with your hair, still anxious over how you couldn't find your sketchbook this morning. Bakugou was stretching with the boys in some distance, taking note of how you couldn't hide how anxious you were. Almost in tears, you thought about the possible scenarios. What if someone had taken your book? What if they'd shown Bakugou? What if they'd leaked it all around UA? Your hero career was as good as over.
Aizawa Sensei walked onto the ground, patting your back as he took notice of how down you were. Aizawa Sensei started reading off the pairings for training. You shook your head, taking in deep breaths while steadying yourself to get your head in the game. UA wasn't for the weak and you weren't going to let something as small as this drag you down- they were just sketches and you could always claim the book wasn't yours, un-named as the book was.
"YN/LN and Bakugou Katsuki, please make your way to the centre of Ground Beta."
You physically flinched as you grimaced at the pairing. Uraraka gave you a small push, urging you to step forward. Aizawa Sensei gave you the side eye, wondering what kind of argument you and Bakugou had again, prompting this kind of reaction from you. Little did he know, huh?
TAGLIST: @lovra974 Thanks so much for keeping up with the series~
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☕💖 Can I Get Your Number? ☕💖 Ch 9
Jason Todd x (f)Chubby!Reader
written with a female reader in mind, first person pov, no use of Y/N, will probably get NSFW later, let me know if there's anything else I should tag this with!
warnings: some slightly confrontational conversations wc: 1.7k
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Ding!
I groaned softly, looking over at my phone. 2 unread messages; Jason's daily ‘good morning 😌’ had just come in, but there was also one from Damian. I clicked on Damian's name, blinking groggily, and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. There was no text, just an attachment; a photo of a page from his sketchbook where he'd drawn a portrait of himself and his friend Jon.
I smiled softly, examining his drawing. It took my sleep-addled mind a moment to realize that what I originally took as a swirly background design was in fact writing. ‘Nice line work! But I'd like to see you branch out a bit’.
Damian: Attachment 4:03am Me: You're a very talented artist! … But, did your teacher write on your work??? 🤨 8:30am Damian: He did. 8:40am Me: … Wtf?????????? That's not cool! 8:41am Damian: It's just a sketchbook … I was considering giving it to Jon, but I can always remake it. The perspective is a bit off anyway. 8:45am Me: …. Oh. Hell. No. 8:46am
I jumped up, calling Jason, and got dressed. Jay answered after the third ring.
“You’re up very early, did I wake you?” He sounded a bit sleepy, and I could picture the little smile on his face.
“Yes, but that's not important right now. Do you know which school Damian goes to?”
“Um … yeah? Why?”
“... I promised him anything he talked to me about would stay between us. But I do need to go to his school. Do you think you can take me there?”
“... I guess? … Just … promise me that everything’s ok?”
“Everything’s fine, I just need to get there.”
“Alright, give me fifteen minutes. I'll be on my bike; wear long pants and closed toed shoes - boots if you've got ’em. … And maybe we can get breakfast after?”
I giggled and nodded; “sounds perfect! You're amazing, Jay!”
He stuttered a bit, mumbling a shy; “I … not really … I … I'll see you soon…” before he hung up.
Damian: What? 8:55am Me: That's just really not ok! What's your teacher's name? 8:56am
I threw on jeans and ran downstairs as Jay arrived on his bike. He held out a helmet for me, smiling softly. “Hey Doll~ … anything you can tell me about why we're going to the school?”
“... Not really. I just need to talk to one of Damian's teachers.”
Jason nodded, opening the bag on the side of his bike and offering me a red leather jacket. “Alright, well, this isn't how I had planned to give you this, but … anyway, here, put this on.”
I blinked a bit, taking it. “... Thank you? … It's really not that cold though…” I put it on anyway, figuring he wouldn't take no for an answer. It fit me perfectly, and had a soft lining on the inside. In the pocket I found a pair of black leather gloves, which I slid on as well.
“It's not for the cold - it's to protect you. If you're gonna be my backpack, you're gonna have proper layers on, in case we get in an accident. … Not that I think we will, I'm an excellent driver, but still. I'm not risking it. Not with you…”
I could feel my heart filling with warmth as I realized why he'd brought the bike today. This wasn’t just a riding jacket, it was my riding jacket. The helmet he gave me was my helmet. He'd gotten these things so we could go riding together... “Ohh, ok~ … What do you mean your backpack?”
He gestured to the seat behind him. “When you’ve got a cute girl riding with you they're called your backpack.”
I giggled softly, climbing on, and wrapped my arms around his waist, just like Red Hood had shown me all those months ago. “I see. Arms here, right?”
He nodded, gently stroking the back of my hand. “Perfect. There's a bluetooth headset in our helmets, so if you need anything just tell me.”
I nodded, leaning against his back, and we took off. Jason was so warm in my arms, and I'd never held him like this before. We'd hugged of course, and cuddled a bit, but this felt different somehow. Maybe because my hands were usually on his back, not his chest or stomach. I quickly started having to consciously remind myself not to fondle his abs, no matter how incredible they felt through his shirt…
All too quickly, we came to a stop in front of a private school. Once our helmets were off, I kissed his cheek. “I'll be right back!”
He blushed a bit and nodded, taking my helmet. “Just don't get kicked out.”
Ding!
Damian: What are you doing? 9:15am Damian: … It's Mr. Jackson. 9:16am Damian: Why aren't you responding??? 9:45am Me: Sorry, was on Jason's bike. Don't worry about what I'm doing. … Shouldn't you be in class? 9:46am
I approached the front office, tucking my gloves into my pocket while I waited for the secretary to get off the phone. When she looked over at me I offered her a warm smile; “hi. I'm here to speak to the principal.”
“Do you have an appointment?”
“No ma'am, but I do need to speak to them.”
She raised an eyebrow and looked me over, getting up and going into the back office. An older man followed her back out and offered me his hand as he introduced himself.
“How can I help you, Miss …?”
I introduced myself. “I'm here on behalf of one of your students. It seems a Mr. Jackson was grading his students' sketches and thought it was appropriate to write his critiques directly on them.”
He blinked, an unamused expression on his face; “I see … are you the mother of a student here … young lady?”
“No, just one of their trusted adults.”
“... I see. Well, I'm afraid we cannot have non-parental figures at school during the day. You'll have to leave now. School policy, you understand.”
I smirked, observing him for a moment. He reminded me of my high school principal; an old, rude man who had no respect for those he viewed as under him. “... Oh, I see. I thought you'd rather speak with me about this matter, but it's fine. I'm sure Bruce will handle it.”
The bell rang as I turned on my heel, heading for the door. Before I got to the main entrance, I heard the man following after me; “excuse me? Young lady, are you saying you're here on behalf of-”
“What are you doing here?” I jumped slightly, turning to face Damian who had seemingly materialized behind me. I put on a pleasant smile.
“Ah, hello Damian. I'm so sorry darling; I tried to handle this matter just between us, but it seems your principal,” I turned to him, putting on my best bored and slightly disdainful expression, “what was it again? … Right, Mr. Cole. Well, Mr. Cole won't speak with me, so I suppose I'll be calling your father instead.”
The principal paled, stuttering out; “the- there's no reason to bother Mr. Wayne at work. I'm sure he's very busy. Why don't we head back into my office and we can discuss this?”
“Oh!” I pretended to be surprised; “well, if you're sure. I would hate for you to break school policy.”
He shook his head, practically pulling me along. “I insist, please.”
Damian followed us, frowning a bit; the principal looked like he was about to argue, but thought better of it. Once his door was closed and we were all seated, he cleared his throat. “Now, … what seems to be the problem with Mr. Johnson?”
“Jackson. The art teacher.” I frowned a bit, sitting back a little. I turned to Damian, smiling gently; “would you like to tell him, Damian, or …?”
He shook his head once, a guarded expression on his face, and I nodded before turning back to the principal. “Mr. Jackson wrote a critique on one of Damian's pieces, and-”
“Art teachers have to critique the students, Miss. I'm sure it wasn't meant to be harsh, but-”
I held my hand up, hoping my expression was as stern as I wanted it to be; “The issue, sir, is not the fact of the critique. The issue is that he wrote it on the piece. Writing on top of any artist's work is just wrong, even, perhaps most especially, when those artists are your students. Your students work hard on their art, and what they do with it after submitting it for their assignment is their business. But they cannot do anything with their art after class if your teachers are writing on their work.”
The man shrunk in his seat as I spoke, looking between me and Damian. “... I … I see. Yes, that is … not ideal. Of course. … I will speak with Mr. Jackson.”
I nodded. “I'm glad to hear that. Well, I think that was everything. For now. Unless Damian would like to add anything?”
The boy shook his head again, getting up, and we left the principal in his office. Damian walked me to the main entrance and out the door before he spoke again; “... You didn't have to do that…”
“Of course I did. What your teacher did broke all the rules of common courtesy. And if he's doing it to you, he's doing it to the others too.”
Jason raised an eyebrow as we approached, nodding to Damian. “He's not coming with, right? I can't take both of you.”
Damian rolled his eyes. “It's not even lunch yet, Todd.” He looked up at me, a curious expression in his eyes; “... You hold your own admirably.”
I chuckled softly. “Well thank you. Let me know if there's any fallout, I'm happy to do an encore performance if they try anything. And I hope you'll send me a picture of the completed piece, when you remake it. It was beautiful.”
His lips curled up ever so slightly and he nodded before heading back into the building. Jason stared at us, offering me my helmet. “... Did he just smile?”
“Yes, the boy knows how to smile, Jay.” I chuckled, pressing a kiss to the side of his helmet above his cheek before slipping my helmet on. Once my gloves were on and I was in my seat, I wrapped my arms around his waist. “So, how about that breakfast?”
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