#violins are hell to draw

[divorceblr]

hee he wip

[la--diva]

Pick the weirdest object in your house/room. Draw it. Shadows and Highlights.

I don't have anything

But I assume that not many people have a violin

soooo....

Ya

[tulchip]

Voyager

[kaeruutv]

INKTOBER DAY 30

..I went a little insane over this one

So in our production of Macbeth, our Banquo is also one of our musicians :D He plays on stage at one point too. So yeah i blacked out and now we have our Banquo(who i designed the costume of btw) being a sad dead guy :P

[darkelecopter]

Oc tober day 10: hero to villain + music + crystal/gem

The glass of the Glass Harmonica counts as crystal, right? ^^'

Meet Alpha, an artificial being created by cloning parts of a godlike entity to protect ppl from outer space dangers! ...until she revolted against her creators. Shit happens xD.

[genderless-naper]

candle shopping

trafalgar law x strawhat!reader

smut! a lil ooc rough law hehe

nsfw, wc: 3.4k, lowercase intended !

a boring day on the sunny draws law to go ‘candle shopping’ from your personal collection. it accidentally escalates to something deeper than meant to be

being stuck on a ship in the middle of the ocean with the strawhats was not the most ideal for law. they were loud, obnoxious, and have no concept of personal space. law would often find himself locked away in rooms to find some peace and quite from the hectic crew.

the only strawhat he could bear being around was you. you had the personality to match with the others humors, but he would discover a completely different side whenever he found himself on the deck at night starring at you while you rambled about how endless the sea was. he could have spent the time lost away in books, but in reality he didnt mind exchanging his time with you. that was more than he could say about any of the strawhats.

law knew something was wrong with him when he looked forward to seeing you during breakfast. the way you appeared in his view made made his mind generate hundreds of thoughts at once. sometimes he would curse himself and avoid looking at you all together. this tactic didnt last long since you were always asking him something.

“hey law do you need any sugar for your coffee?” you held out the small container with sugar cubes

he never added sugar in his coffee, but how could he resist when you asked him so earnestly? how could he say no when you made the effort to think about him?

he took two and added them to his cup as he watched you make jokes with luffy about eating sea monsters for lunch. he was starring at you again before he realized it.

you on the other hand were no stranger to how the surgeon was the slightest bit friendlier to you. he didnt immediately leave when you approached him like when others did. hell, he actually made an effort to converse with you when you said something.

during one uneventful afternoon laying on the lawn you decided to check on your friends to see if they were doing anything interesting. you found luffy, usopp, and chopper fishing at the side of the sunny. their activity seemed more boredom-inducing than yours. you found zoro doing his usual 2000 pushups which were apart of his training routine. you found sanji prepping vegetables for his next meal. you saw nami and robin enjoying the weather laying on chairs on the deck. you found brook cleaning his violin while being told an ailen story by franky. everyones activities just seemed uneventful. you thought of your next stop on your checking-in-with-friends train.

knowing where to find the last subject, you headed to the library of the sunny. you found law nose-deep in some mundane book.

“he’s probably the most uninteresting person to check up on.” you thought to yourself. law heard the door open. he simply didn’t care enough to look up to know who entered, or give a thought of acknowledgment when the unknown person approached him. he only withdraws from his book when you sit next to him asking how his day was. you rambled on about how bored you were and how the crew had nothing fun to do.

at this point law would usually get up and go somewhere else secluded to finish his book. he wanted to, but something was holding him back. maybe it was the way you talked, or the way your hair fell perfectly over your shoulders, or how your confidence radiated when you held his eye contact. he would never admit how he would give anything just to hear you say his name on a loop. it made him feel special.

and yet he pushed those feelings deep into his abyss when he replied, trying to sound as cold as possible, “i honestly dont care. im busy so leave me alone” law was expecting you to be offended or leave. the last thing he thought he would hear was you bursting into laughter.

‘did i say something embarrassing?’ he thought to himself trying to retrace his words exactly.

you shook your head and tossed his book to the side while replying,

“all this reading has made you become the most boring person on this ship! who cares about some variant-strand of a virus whose last infection was recorded 200 years ago?” he kept a cool expression on his face.

you were desperate to find something entertaining to do. realizing how dimly lit the library could be you thought back to your candle stash you kept which had varieties of scents.

“hey, do you like candles?” you asked the raven haired man.

law raised an eyebrow suspiciously, “candles? why would you ask that?”

you lit up finally finding an activity to pass the time with. you grabbed his hand and pulled him to the girls cabin, “lets take you candle shopping!”

this was laws first time entering the girls cabin of the ship. he never had a reason to. he was quite surprised to see how much more spacious, cleaner, and taken care of it was compared to the boys. your bed was made, and it looked like heaven to the heavily sleepy-induced doctor who constantly disregarded his insomniac habits.

you rummaged under your bed and pulled out a bag with different colors and sizes of candles. you put the bag on your bed and pulled out candles one by one.

law stared in an utter state of confusion. you popped the top off of one and handed it to him, “smell this and see if you like it”

at first the doctor quietly refused, trying to hand the candle back so he could go back to reading. you huffed and dragged him to sit on your bed, “if youre gonna coop yourself in that library all day like a chicken you might as well take a candle with you. its so dimly lit i dont get how you can read at night. now find one that you like! dont worry i wont charge you.” you winked playfully at the doctor

law fought the blood threatening to rise to his cheeks. he gave up and started ‘candle shopping’ through your pile. he smelt some that were vanilla heavy, fruit heavy, lavender heavy, tobacco heavy (he hated that one specifically), and more. they all left him feeling unimpressed.

you thought for what the man sitting next to you would enjoy. you grabbed another candle that was a shade of deep green. you read the label and handed it to him. “this one has notes of deep forest, sandalwood, and fresh spring water.” law smelt it not expecting much.

he was pleasantly surprised to find how he actually liked this scent. you were excited to see if he found a candle that fit his interests, “do you like that one? should i light it for you??”

he saw at your excitement radiating off of you. how could he say no when you went to the extent to find him something he liked? how could he say no when you cared this much about him? he silently handed the candle back.

you cleared away the other rejected candles and got off your bed. you ordered law to lay down as you lit the candle carefully, “you need to relax to be able to fully enjoy the energy it offers! try to get comfortable.”

he was astonished at your directness, “you want me to.. lay down on your bed? it’s made and ill just get it messy.”

you shook your head and pushed him to lay down. you carefully placed the candle on the floor right next to the bed, “close your eyes and really try to relax trafalgar”

he felt a warm sensation spread in his stomach when you said his name. he was left with no choice but to close his eyes. the scent of the wax filled the room gradually. it wasn’t a scent that was overpowering. he could still smell you on your sheets with the candle’s notes lingering in the background.

you stay quite as you watched the once stoic man fade into a state of relaxation. you were feeling proud of your succession.

law heard footsteps starting to approach the door of the cabin followed by laughter of the other two female members. his once relaxed state quickly washed away not wanting to be caught. he wasn’t just in the girls cabin. he was in your bed. who knows what the strawhats would think of him? he gave you a look of alarm.

as the cabin knob twisted you quickly jumped into bed and pulled the covers up. you were on your side with your back facing the door trying your best to conceal the tattooed man. your legs were practically tangled with each other. mere centimeters was the distance between your faces. you shushed him quietly and pushed him slightly lower while hiding his hat under your bed.

the door opened as the two females walked in. nami saw you in bed and wondered what was wrong, “hey y/n is everything okay?”

nico robin hummed, “its not like you to be in bed in the middle of the day”

you faked a cough trying to convince them of you feeling unwell, “i just wanted to lay down for a bit.”

nami replies, “if you want me to ask sanji to make you some soup then let me know”

you okay’d a response back to her.

law wished he activated his powers before becoming stuck in this predicament. he wished he never got sucked into your side quest. he wish he could be able to say no to you. maybe then he wouldn’t have been stuck hiding in bed with you. his hand was naturally placed on your waist as you had left your hand in his hair after trying to push him down. the position was dangerous for him. he looked up at you while you flashed apologetic looks.

you finally noticed your hand slightly tangled in his hair. you tried to move it to make the position less awkward. moving it a few centimeters before opting to return it to its original position to avoid attention being drawn to you. the feeling of your fingers trying to move yet returning back to him made his mind blank out. his eyes turned half lidded as the forestry scent was of the candle made him slightly sink into you. dangerously closer than ever.

you took in every feature of the man right before you. you quietly moved your thumb from the roots of his hair to trace his facial features softly. you dont know what came over you. you ran your thumb lightly across his eyebrow, his nose bridge, then cheek bone, and finally to his lip. you hesitate, resting your thumb on his lower lip, not daring to move it any further.

laws gaze had changed from its previous cold appearance. he looked different from before, as if he wanted you to continue. he needed you to admire his features just like how he admired yours every moment he saw you. both your desperations climbed in attempt to keep quiet. his hold on your waist pulled you ever so slightly closer to him. enough hoping you wouldn’t notice. you continued to slowly trace his lower lip, pulling down on it slightly to see how far he would really let you take it.

he shot you a dangerously possessive gaze. it was his turn to return the act. he slowly ran his once resting hand down your waist and down your thigh. your curves fitting perfectly in his hand. he gripped your thigh slightly, which earned a surprised gasp from you.

nami looked back over, completely oblivious to the unsuspecting man in bed with you, “are you sure you’re okay y/n..?”

you responded quicker than you liked to admit, trying to hide the panic in your voice, “im fine really! just a bit of a headache i guess. ill be fine once i take a nap.” you glanced back down at the raven-haired man who pressed a ghosting kiss against your thumb.

you felt your heart skip a beat as your body’s heat started to rise. you couldn’t believe how daring he’s trying to show you he could be. any moment other than now would’ve been better to see.

you try to move your legs to untangle them from the man in front of you. you bit your lip as you felt your thigh brush harshly against law in between his legs. you freeze while you feel him harden slightly; member pressing back onto your thigh.

law tried his best for fight these sensations, but it was difficult when all you did was light his body on fire every time you moved. the warm sensation in his stomach from earlier growing into a blaze. he mouthed words at you carefully quiet, ‘don’t move’

you smirk once you realize the position you were in. you were towering over law as he looks at you with eyes which showed slight desperation. you kept tracing his lower lip as you continued to push your thigh against his growing member. you wanted to be the sole reason he fought to make any noise in that moment.

law cursed you silently in his head. he gripped your thigh while digging his fingertips into your skin. he shot you a now threatening look. knowing what you were doing and how you deliberately were doing it to get a kick out of him drove him insane.

he could easily take control of the power dynamic now in place if it hadn’t been for the women still in the room. he knew you were taking advantage of the situation. he fought a growl as you trailed your hand from his lip to the collar of his shirt. playing with it innocently while devilishly tormenting the man with your thigh drove you to feel your stomach blaze as well.

the two women bid their farewells as they left the cabin shutting the door behind them. you felt a sense of relief wash over you, but were pulled back into reality when law grabs your ass while slightly grinding himself on your thigh to feel some relief.

he spoke words of venom to you, “you’re gonna regret this y/n..”

you tilt his chin up to you, reminding him of the power dynamic still in place, “who says i don’t want this?” your words sweet like honey.

law looks back at the door to make sure no more disturbances would bother his current moment with you. he flipped you onto your back and towered over you. hands between your head to support himself.

he leaned down to your ear and spoke while smirking, “now its my turn to see how quiet you can be”

your eyes widen once you see the position you were in. the blaze in your body abandoned any rational thinking you had at that moment. you pulled the man down into a sloppy kiss as you tug up on his shirt desperately trying to expose his body.

he pulled the shirt off mid kiss then worked on taking this belt off. you whined for him to hurry while the desperate between your legs painstakingly grew with each passing second. you both pushed the rest of your clothes off in an attempt to not waste anymore time.

law grabbed his member with a slight groan, “look at what you did to me y/n..”

you couldnt help but feel proud of being able to draw this side of law out. not too long ago he was a mysterious identity on the ship. now he was just mere seconds away from fucking your mind out of you.

he opened pushed open your legs and ripped your panties to the side to give himself more accessibility. you pulled him closer in a desperate attempt to get his member in you. he chuckled deeply at your failed attempt.

he flashed his golden eyes up and down your body, “i should make you wait for being such a tease..”

you shook your head fast. ecstasy completely taking over all your sense, “i didn’t mean to do all tha-“

“you still did it y/n” he shot back lowly, “i want you to beg for me” he smiled sadistically down at you.

desperation on your mind left you no other choice, “please law..”

he raised a brow unimpressed, “thats it? i know you can give me more than y/n” he slowly moved the head of his member up and down your wet folds to tease you.

you shut your eyes as you spewed a line of noncomprehensive begs. you didn’t even understand what you were saying at that point.

once satisfied with your obvious desperation on display law slowly pushed himself into you. the way he disappeared into you made his stomach do flips. your warmth completely captivating him.

you let out a quiet moan as you grip his tattooed biceps. you begged him for more.

every whine and beg drove law further off the edge. granting your wish he started his pace. it was a slow motion which picked up into a faster, harsher rhythm.

law was fascinated with how well your body took him in. every time he pulls to almost abandon your hole you take him back in fully. your moans starting to pick up as the man above you tries to fuck sense back into you, “you think you can pull stunts like that and get away with it?” he grunts in your ear, trying to suppress his own moans.

the slapping of skin becoming louder with every snap of laws hips hitting you. his rhythm, once steady and strong, starts to falter and get sloppy. your own blaze turning into a burning fire reaching the depths of your stomach. you slapped a hand over your mouth to mask the loud moans escaping your lips. law pushes your hand away and pulls you into a messy kiss while taking in every moan you gave to him. you dig your nails into his shoulders indicating you were climbing fast to your high.

the man above you fucks into you with a rough pace. he made the mistake of looking down at your eyes. the way they glossed over with ecstasy and your eyebrows taking shape of desperation made law lose his rhythm completely. he just vigorously pushed into you chasing his own high. he wanted to take a picture of your sight before him. he knew the way you looked at him would burn into his memory forever. you moaned his name while repeating how close you were. unable to suppress his own moans he started to repeat your name back to you. both your names rolling off each others tongues so effortlessly.

the knot in your stomach pulled so tightly. you felt the harsh waves of ecstasy hit you as your orgasm forces itself onto you. you dig your nails into law while he covers your mouth with his hand. the sight of you moaning mindlessly because of him was enough for his knot to pull. he knew he was dangerously close as well. he continued to fuck into you to chase his high. the overstimulation causing your eyes to roll back slightly.

the sight caused laws own orgasm to hit him faster than he imagined. he pulled out quickly and released himself onto your stomach. he collapsed next to you as you both pant to regain your breaths. he stares at your messy hair, plump lips, and how your chest rises and falls. he’d be lying to himself he if he didn’t want to experience seeing you like this all the time. with sweat glistening both your tired bodies he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you close to him.

he mumbles to you tiredly, “you dont know how long ive been wanting to do that..”

you giggle as you ease into him, “then you should’ve done it earlier”

the crackling of the candle returns you to your senses, “its good we lit a candle before hand..” you laugh tiredly at the ironic situation.

he rolls his eyes while the corner of his lips tug up slightly. he grabbed your chin and kissed you passionately to make up for all the sloppy kisses he gave earlier(he just wants your lips on his any way possible). you cup his cheek and deepen the kiss while smiling. law feels you smiling into the kiss, and it causes him to smile a bit more than he usually would.

even he’d admit that ‘candle shopping’ maybe wasn’t the worst thing in the world.

you can find pt.2 here!

[boopshoops]

Common sense doesn't feel all that common when coming from a fella such as this.

template by ai-kan1! dividers here! sound on :)

Alias: Creek

Nickname(s): Cricket, Piranha

Gender: Xenogender

Pronouns: Any with they/it preference (they>it). Also prefers masculine language/titles (i.e. lad, mister, sir, etc.)

Sexuality: Unlabeled

Birthday: June 1 (Gemini)

Age: Somewhere close to 200, they've stopped counting

Height: 5'8 or 172cm, though the height of the doll is adjustable.

Voice Claim(s): Yuri Lowenthal, Keiichi Nanba

Twisted From: Jiminy Cricket

Unique Magic: None! It's magicless.

Job: Playful Land Owner

Hobbies: Terrarium making, architecture, entrepreneurship, bug collecting, raising bug colonies, reading, violin, creating soundscapes, fashion.

Likes: Bugs, spiders, nature, Italian roulade, their doll body, cricket song, old locomotives, leaving large impressions on others, seclusion.

Dislikes: Existentialism, extreme pessimism, extended periods of boredom, drawing in an unwanted crowd, unrewarded extended efforts.

Fears: Being completely numb, feeling nothing, being stuck in one place for too long.

Summary: The eccentric yet secluded benefactor of Playful Land, both feared and loved by many for their charities. The owner is known for exploring many different business ventures, to the point where their company is behind a startlingly large amount of big names and faces. It's been around for a suspiciously long amount of time... at least others find it suspicious, Creek's lifespan isn't that much of a secret to their close circle... that circle mostly consisting of a bunch of insects, but still.

Creek, evidently, is more so focused on doing their own thing and finding constant sources of emotion rather than living up to the standards their business has risen to. After all, once you reach the top, it has to find out just what else life has in store for them. That, and what life has in store for others. Whether that is dangerous or not is up to you, long as you stay on your toes.

Playful Land's owner is known among their hires - even in avenues outside the amusement park - as being oddly generous, if not even incredibly intelligent. Guidance is something they are almost always willing to offer, in any topic or field. Don't get it wrong, though. They're not kind or overtly rude. What you see is what you get, even if it gets you sent straight to hell. Thems the facts, lad.

CHARACTER PLAYLIST - CREATION STORY - DEATH STORY

Author's note: koisdghdosieeee theyre so sillayyy! theyre just sooo sillay guys trust me guys its just a sillay lil geek mk! wym they abandoned isola and stole whats practically her skeleton. what could u posibly mean i jhave no idea what you're talking about :) they just like little critters theyve never done anything wrong no human trafficking into labour here noooooooooooooooooooooooooo pal!!!!!! perfectly legal lived a perfectly normal amount of time totally is NOT a peepaw and has not fed ANYONE to their massive supply of crickets.

anyway ernesto/fellow bombing their giantass ship was the most entertaining thing thats happened to them in a decade <3

mr. "why are you charging those two for the destruction of the park" "i just wanted to see what would happen lol" Creek

Tag list :)

@skriblee-ksk @lowcallyfruity @justm3di0cr3 @kitwasnothere @cecilebutcher

@distant-velleity @thehollowwriter @techno-danger @scint1llat3 @the-trinket-witch

@beneathsakurashade @kathxrat-01 @qsoap @twsted-canvas @prince-kallisto

@gimmeurmoneyagh @tixdixl @sillyslipperybananapeel @twstinginthewind

[mrnightingale]

My grandma gifted me an infinite pencil (?) for Xmas so here you have some sketches. It's supposed to be a metal alloy instead of graphite, crazy stuff. It's good for sketches, draws pretty well but the stroke isn't dark enough, so I delineated it with my usual mechanical pencil (mainly for the photos).

I realized I haven't done anything for the Holidays so, ✨Nutcracker✨ because I absolutely love Tchaikovsky + first time drawing Niko! I haven't figured her out but eventually I'll do.

And Highway to Hell! Edwin bc I couldn't shake it off my head all day. It's @majorlb 's fault and her Metal AU, I want to draw more for this AU if I can bc I love it. Edwin plays the violin and also the cello bc cello has more personality as headcanon/au and the pic reference was cooler.

[matrixbearer2024]

Remember when I said these two knew how to play instruments? It was just a teeeeensy thing in a post- yeah here's both of them playing a pretty iconic melody cuz what the hell and holy shit drawing instruments is HARD LMAO

I got skill issued with this piece so bad and I know the piano keys are wrong but I do not have the energy to care about it right now-

Context of the picture is them just practicing, this was taken before they graduated senior high so it's not actually that far back but it's old enough. They don't look all that pleased considering it's like the twentieth time they've played that piece again just to get it perfectly right. Ford literally wouldn't shut up about it until they did despite Stan being slightly annoyed by it and his inability to keep up sometimes on faster pieces HAHAHAHA

ANYWAY- yes, Ford isn't wearing his gloves because it's harder for him to play when he is and Stan plays the violin because he lost a game of rock paper scissors with his brother... well it's more than that but basically they wouldn't stop fighting over the piano(classic case of siblings pissing each other off for the sake of pissing each other off) and they had a best of three with rock paper scissors to see who had to learn a second instrument and Stan lost LMAO

Good on him though for sticking to his word though, so he picked up the recorder in the meantime while trying to decide on a duet instrument. Problem being he couldn't really learn the recorder much before he found his snapped in two at some point in his room(Filbrick). So he tried something else, the violin.

That thing stuck, even until college he still knows how to play the violin and play it well. Stanley just rarely practices where people can accidentally hear him or stumble into him because he'd rather not get bombarded with music requests.

Ford actually did give up playing the piano at some point though, mostly because he's always pestered to keep his gloves on while practicing(Filbrick) and he's sadly too impatient to actually get used to such a thing when he knows he's already much better off without the gloves. He hasn't forgotten how to play though, he just refuses outright for the most bit.

It's pretty upsetting to watch him practice sometimes though because he's that piano player that slams on the keys when he's pissed enough and his perfectionist tendencies really doesn't help when he misses a note or screws up the tempo. Stan's gotten pretty good at notifying him about it though since neither would want to accidentally deal with a broken piano from Ford breaking something in the mechanisms from hitting the keys too hard.

It's actually happened once before when they first started out and the earful he got for it plus some pretty unsavory things(Filbrick) I won't specify had kind of low-key traumatized both of the twins.

Also if you do notice, Stan's shirt is the same design as the one he has in college. It's not because it's the same shirt, he bought the same design after he wore this one to shreds because it's comfy. I don't even know what to say about it cuz that's kinda it chat HAHAHAHAHHA

[sour-screaminginagony]

GUYS II AU MAYBE???

UHH SO BASICALLY YEAH WHICH DRESS SUITS MIC BETTER? I'M THINKING PURPLE LMAO!! I JUST REALISED I MISSPELLED 'KYOKO' AND FUCKING WROTE 'KYOKA' SCREAMING 'why is Test Tube Sayaka and Fan Kyoko?' I dunno. why not. Lets just say uhhh Test Tube thought that Fan was far too 'immature' for the job and he obviously felt offended., also Fan always knew about Magical girls (Magical Objects?) and had always wanted to know more abt them + be one. How'd he know? I dunno. This is for fun, I'm not think all too much. I haven't watched madoka magica in awhile sorry!! Kyubi is MePhone4 because I said so!! KyuPhone4!!! Permenate bfdi smile like how Kyubi is always doing that :3 face!! A high tech robot thing that can regenerate itself because I said so!! also the uhh the green haired girl? The one friends w/ Sayaka and Madoka? Soap. 'Why is she Soap?' BRO IDK LEAVE ME ALONENEE!!! AUUUUUHG!!! The boy that Test Tube and Soap like is uhhh hmmmmm.., Candle. Candle. And instead of the violin, Candle plays the harp. Because harp's are majestic and awesome like Candle. 'but Sour! Soap and Candle have literally interacted!' RAREPAIRS. THEIR NAME IS NOW SANDLE. GO AWAY. Knife is Mami because like why not!!1! Instead of Charlotte or whatever the little pet thing's name is, it'll be uhh uhh Dora doll or something idk. also to kinda explain Taco basically the first few times "Madoka" died, it wasn't Microphone, but Pickle. After awhile of going back in time to save him, he just.. Didn't show up one day for school. The day Taco was enrolled. Instead, she decided to befriend Microphone because she just kinda put together that if she stayed w/ Pickle, he'd keep dying. (I don't know how it works <3) She thought if she befriended somebody else, Pickle would be safe and so would the new friend! Because why the hell would she coincidentally also become a magical girl and die!!1! Idk bro, the universe said 'he's had enough' and yeah lmao. The last thing Taco would want is for Microphone to end up like Pickle, so she's doing everything in her power to prevent Mic's death!!

Other variations - FEEL FREE TO DRAW THESE!! just @ me if you do :3 Variation no, 1 Pickle - Madoka Taco / Microphone - Sayaka Knife - Homura Microphone / Taco - Kyoko MePad + lil MePhone4 / MePhone4 + lil MePad OR Fan + lil shimmer alien thing - Mami MePhone4 again <3 - Kyuubi (i forgo how to spell it) Variation no, 2 Knife - Madoka Trophy - Sayaka Fan - Homura Cheesy - Kyoko Pickle + tiny Taco - Mami ??? - VAriation no, 3 Lightbulb - Madoka Test Tube OR Fan - Sayaka Paintbrush - Homura Fan OR Test Tube - Kyoko Marshmallow + ghost Bow - Mami urghh tired VArioanti no, 4

Fan - Madoka Lightbulb / Taco - Sayaka Paintbrush - Homura Taco / Lightbulb - Kyoko Test Tube + Bot - Mami 5. Fan - Madoka Paintbrush - Sayaka Test Tube - Homura Lightbulb - Kyoko Suitcase - Mami

[petite-madame]

Twitter Artworks 2024

I don’t post everything on Tumblr, I tend to post more sketches/artworks on Twitter. Here is the list so far for 2024 if you are interested (I’ll update it throughout the year, it if I post something new ❤)

Art dump - John Watson. Two illustrations of John (one dealing with the loss of Sherlock after The Fall and one during his time in Afghanistan)

Illustration of Sherlock holding white flowers (done for the Twitter chain: "To get this >> I had to survive this")

Illustration of Sherlock wearing a T-shirt "That's what I do, I play violin and I know things" (posted on February 21st for "the 221 day" on Twitter)

Art dump - Sherlock wearing an armor. Drawing of Sherlock sporting a medieval armor. I did it as a study to practice metal textures.

Two illustrations of Sherlock wearing silk and velvet dressing gowns. I posted these artworks to show my love for XIXth century painting and beautiful fabrics.

Vampire Bucky. Drawing of Vampire Bucky sporting THE custom mother of pearl bra by Subsurface, that made the round on Twitter in May 2024.

Miniature portrait of Bilbo Baggins. Illustration done in watercolor and color pencils to decorate a pocket watch (4,5cm x 4,5cm)

Blond Sherlock. Sherlock sporting blond hair. Study done in 2023 and posted in 2024 after seeing a tweet dealing with the subject.

Me as a frog. Apparently, it's called a "Frogsona", you learn something new every day...As you can see, I'm cute as hell 😁

Art Dump - Dramatic is my middle name. Artwork of Sherlock wearing a sheer dressing gown (and being fantastic while doing so...)

Art Dump - John Watson. Color study of John Watson in the London tube.

Art Dump - Dramatic is my middle name II. Just an excuse to draw Sherlock wearing a fantastic silk dressing gown inspired by a Victorian era dressing gown made out of kimono fabric.

If you want more:

Twitter Artworks 2022

Twitter Artworks 2023

[tree0frog]

hiya!! i was wondering if i could ask for rosie, lucifer, charlie, and angel with a teen reader who’s always very sweet, charismatic, and soft spoken, but suffers with a sad past:(

it’s a wonder to everyone why she’s in hell in the first place, she never talks about her life back when she was alive

one day *character* walks in on reader having a ptsd induced panic attack, once reader calms down, for the first time ever she opens up about her past life. her dad abandoned her at a young age, her mom committed suicide, then the man who adopted her when she was 13 just abused her and pimped her out to his friends until she killed him n ran away for the sake of her own survival which was the sin that landed her in hell:/ something additional is the panic attacked being caused because reader ran into her abuser, even in death she can’t escape him.

also all characters have a platonic relationship with reader ofc, rosies like a mom, charlie and angel are like a big brother and sister, and lucifer is an eventual dad figure, reader being the one who changes his mind abt sinners

p.s this isn’t based on irl or anything (thank god) it’s just kinda an oc request but i understand if it still makes u uncomfy that rlly isn’t my intention:(

hi so sorry this took so long i wasn't sure how to write this so I do apologies if this is wrong by any means!!

tw~hell breaks down blood swearing self-harm Abuice

You were the youngest siner within the hotel it sadden some of them{mainly Charlie} that you were down here so young, the group had learned that you didn't want to talk about why you ended in hell and respected it.

that was until

Charlie

now i see charlie as someone who as much as she wanted to help you can be she will end up crying along beside you even if you don't know why she is crying she is.

loves hugs as a form of comfort but will understand that sometimes they can be too much for you and will settle for just sitting beside you if you let her.

She will play music if you write to her.

and will help you clean up any mess that you may of made from yourself or by slowly messing up your room.

is a good listener and will let you draw or write how you are felling if you are not up for talking.

Rosie

omg she is the best out of them all!!

if you have hurt yourself before when you are having an episode she will sit with you and hold your hands or remove anything that she thinks you could use to hurt yourself or someone else away from your reach.

will give you tea and let me tell you she makes the best tea.

she will play classical music to calm the vibe down and tell you it's alright and not your fault.

the best advice you will ever get is from this lady trust me.

she would kill for you and you know that.

Angle

i feel like he would go two ways

one leave you alone and go work out how to talk to a crying kid

or OR he would pick you up and give you the best hugs and tell you its ok

now I fell like out of everyone he would make you fell the most better about the other sinners as he isn't hell-born like the others you know.

best comfort

he knows what it's like to deal with shitty people and knows a little of what you're going though

he seems himself in you.

will let you cuddle him until you fall asleep

and will let you sleep over on those harder nights.

Lucifer

ohoho the big man well let me just say one word

DUCKS!!!!!!!!

he will make you a duck every time you are having a hard time or just cos he can you know

if he finds out your mother is in hell we she would of wished the angles got to her first

and see you as his second child.

he will let you put his hat on

if you end up hurting yourself he will kiss each cut, bump, bruise or scrap better.

will play the violin and sing you to sleep.

[ask-miike-don-lotf]

HEY GUYSSS, HERE IS SOME OC LORE/ REFERENCES!!

Okay, first off I’m gonna leave some design references

(I know I posted this before but idc, I’m posting it again)

SOME THINGS TO NOT FORGET WHILE DRAWING BRO!!:

-give him his acne and freckles 💔

-give him his tummy too

-kinda weird to explain but his hair is curly, but the bottom back part of it is straight (for some reason)

Anyways, lore/personality is gonna be down below!!

Pre island

Btw his full name is (Michael Donovan)

Mike’s story starts in Central America, his grandparents moved from England to there.

There he was happy. He had friends, he went to a private school, he was in violin lessons, etc. He was happy there.

His mom was a single mother and was raising him and his younger stepsister, his father was out of the picture. When he turned 10, Miike and his mother both moved back to England 2 years prior to book events.

There he enrolled in school. He wasn’t very social, but he still was a very talented and pretty academically good child. (Although there were some kids that picked on him, he just ignored it.)

He joined the choir and met some sort of friends there. He also plays the violin since he was 7.

He never felt that he was important there. He felt like a background character in a place full of important people.

Island

Since he was part of the choir he spent most of his time with them. He had a great admiration for that Jack. He didn’t talk to him much tho, he mostly talked to Maurice, Robert, and Simon (when simon still hung out with them.)

He doesn’t like hunting, at all. The whole process of killing a pig makes him want to vomit. The noises, the textures, everything creeped him out. He mostly tried to stay in the background.

He also liked Ralph’s group. He didn’t think what they were doing made much sense, considering he had already lost hope on returning home, but he respected their ideas.

He also admired Ralph. He knew his role was a serious manner, so he also had great respect for that.

The way he managed to become the island’s “messenger” was essentially Jack’s fault and his own people pleasing tendencies.

It all started when one day Jack and Ralph had another one of their stupid arguments. Jack refused to speak to Ralph, but they still needed to communicate. Miike volunteered to go deliver the message, and that stuck ever since. In Jack’s mind he thought Miike only hung out with Ralph’s lot because he was gathering information and plotting against them, for the benefit of the hunters.

Now for Ralph’s side, Miike managed to convince him that he didn’t like Jack at all. He told him that he was forced to be there since the choir and all. But that he would be an inside spy and work for the benefit of his group.

In reality both of these were right. He was essentially working for both at the same time, all because of an ocean full of lies he pulled out of nowhere. Honestly he’s truly neutral and prides himself on the idea of the island falling apart if they didn’t have their “trustworthy” spy/ messenger.

Personality

Michael is a smart, awkward, and complicated kid. He is constantly doing stuff to please others, although won’t think twice about refusing if he feels that might humiliate him or make him look bad. He has no problem on stepping up for himself, and when he does it’s hard to hold back.

Having a constant mentality that everyone hates him makes him not fully like everybody. This and the need he feels for having everyone like him play a part on his role on the island. When he is with Ralph he talks crap about the hunters, when he is with Jack he talks crap about Ralph’s group.

This also encourages his lying tendencies. Growing up in such strict religion before moving to England (being a Jehovah’s Witness) caused him to finally rebel in some sort of way. He honestly felt that all hope was lost the moment they got to the island, and he simply accepted it. There was no point in life anymore. Why not do whatever the hell he wants?? He can’t die, at least in a non painful way, so there’s no easy way to end the suffering.

He’s also somewhat full of himself. He really prides himself on the fact that he is a messenger on the island. Not just for the hunters, but for Ralph too. He believes it’s something important and in his mind he holds himself as high status just for his stupid little job. He can also get really obsessive or envious from time to time.

Now to make it short, he just wants to be free and be liked by people. That’s the only thing that cares about at this point. He would never be rude to anyone in their face (unless they really REALLY deserve it, otherwise he just talks crap behind their backs). Most of the time he just goes with the flow.

Quick facts

-He’s sort of a nerd. Not in the same way Piggy is, he just knows a bunch of fun facts.

-Bro is not simply chubby, he’s big boned (/ref) but speaking fr, this makes him actually pretty strong.

-He misses his home country a lot, he curses the day they moved to England.

-He doesn’t take past of any religion now. His mom is a very spiritual person, and doesn’t believe in the church and stuff.

-He’s a picky eater, mostly because of sensory issues. This is why he mostly eats meat.

-He loves anything that has to do with art

-Considering that he grew up in a Spanish speaking country and that English lessons weren’t that common back then, his English is kind of bad sometimes. It did get better when he got to England.

-He loves Godzilla

-His hair is always messy. He has curls in the top, but the bottom of it is straight.

-He has a deep respect for women since he saw how amazing and independent his mom was.

-Secretly really judgy and has an opinion about everything and everyone

-Loves to gossip (sometimes he adds a few extra details to messages just to cause drama)

-His voice has changed due to puberty for the most part, but he does still have voice cracks pretty often (before the island he considered dropping out of choir for this)

-He has two birthmarks on his neck that look like a vampire bite.

-He has a very interesting sense of humor. Sometimes he’s really funny and sometimes no one understands his jokes.

-He has a short temper, especially when someone is criticizing him.

-He can get really self conscious about his appearance (sometimes weight or acne, considering he got picked on because of that) but he pretends not to care.

-he misses his sister a lot. Kikita reminds him of her, so he sees her as a younger sibling.

also heyy @lolita-ily

Leans over car and flips hair seductively

I’ll give you my soul if you draw this idiot 🙏

[kindred-spirit-93]

ulysses dies at dawn

good god this was quite the ride. thoughts!!

i walked in knowing nothing except its cyberpunk setting and gfdsdfgfdasdfsdf mind successfully blown

i love the narration so much. idk its refreshing to me at least in music. very creative and effective way to present info. big fan :D

i am very musically illiterate lol so apologies in advance, but the genre at first listen to me instantly made me think of bluegrass.

listen theres a violin and a banjo esque intrument (sounds like a shamisen to me lol) its close enough

anyway absolutely brilliant music, i like the juxtaposition of a futuristic premise & a somewhat older more grounded music style (i want to say country but i also dont want to be hunted down lol)

favourite songs are broken hahse horse and sunrise lol

my jaw dropped when the horse was scanned for everyhting including hidden soldiers (i wont spoil too much pls go listen) but there was a thing and it made everyone do things and *combusts*

interesting choice of characters! heracles orpheus ariadne and oedipus. i need art of them in 3 piece pinstripe suits nowwwww

took me a minute to get the mf joke lmao. nearly choked

orpheus my poor boi omg all he wants is his girl back :')

fuck u theseus. i feel bad for ariadne honestly. i wonder if in another reality she and dio also had something?

hades! being the villain isnt my favourite thing bc im biased as hell, but i do love the idea of him orchestrating shit for his amusement

the worldbuilding itself is amazing btw, the concept of acheron is quite fascinating and very sinister.

zeus is the worst omg eugh. the olympians are a mafia family lol

i love calypso having a bar idk why its such a funny concept to me. in my mind she and antinous own the place lol (epic crackship crossover no one can stop meeeee)

penelope my beloved. the end hit me like a truck. it was pretty fast like i barely had time to register the events as the story progressed (also i was studying so half my brain was elsewhere lol)

sunrise is the best song ever my ears have been blessed. the melody is ethereal i can literally hear the leaves rustling and feel the faint sunlight

according to the wiki the tree is an oak and ngl idve preferred olive but ig u cant have everything in life lol

the imagery is on another level. i never wished i could draw & animate so much in my life. i want to draw ulysses' last moments, crawling to the roots of the tree under which her remains rest

united once more in death as they were in life :')))))))

trying really hard to stay sane u guys and its getting harder augh

[sketchspook]

The Father of Hell

Watched Hazbin and Helluva the other day. No expectations really, never paid much mind to it until watching, but I'm head over heels for the Lucifer there; love the little guy. Did a "redesign" for fun; feel waaaay fonder of the OG, however.

Apologies to this tumblr account. Been having a rough time with job bouncing and instability, but I'm trying as best as I can since I don't want to just leave this account all dried up like I have. I'm going into a far better place, so I plan on just going apeshit with it once I can utilize my time. I want more Michael myers, more tf2, more dbd, just the absolute works. I want to draw Gummigoo from the digital circus, even. I want to commit to all sorts of things; the passion is there, our time together just... isn't there yet, yet.

This particular Lucifer Morningstar of mine, though he's rushed, I still have attachments to and he's got his own lil tidbits. Listing them below for my sake (VERY long, he's my boy and I wish I could dedicate more to him other than a one time post):

As tall as an redwood tree: the floor of the seven rings used to be stairs for him before he expanded and relinquished them to the other sins.

He played a huge part in giving the other sins their forms - mutilating himself in the process to ensure they had a foundation to build on. Legs to Asmodeus. A piece of his chest, down to his core, for Beelzebub. The original eyes on his face to Mammon; he's got enough to spare. (All I got atm)

His wings got fried like chicken on his way down and instead adopted heavy drapes to compensate for the weight of his wings being largely gone; part of him now, but he's able to take it off... roughly the weight of the moon.

Can't speak, no mouth! It's all telepathy; Charlie is the only one that he can converse with at length without fear of giving hallucinations for days to (at it's worst, schizophrenia indefinitely). Not actual words, just images of things and emotions not designed for things other than angels. It's lonely being at the top.

Even though his legs have been replaced by a tree-like entity of himself (crafted from the remaining ashes of his wings), he can teleport wherever he likes, but the ground is a little weird after, aside from the pride ring.

He can shrink, but never pass 20ft; goes blind after.

His hair tastes like apple dumplings and will keep you fed for a century! (Charlie's only snack once every 100 years)

In his presence, one feels watched from every angle and you are! Thoughts and emotions aren't safe from him. He already has dozens of replies, via symbols and mental images, at the ready for however you choose to voice yourself to him.

Be not afraid: though he can't converse with hellborn or sinners at length, he's a gentle giant. You're an imp from the wrath ring that wants to know what stars are? He has a vast amount of knowledge and know-how (He helped create the universe!) and he'll offer you a memory so far from earth, humans will never see it. If only he could get out more without destroying your farmland wherever he teleports (it won't grow back). Also a pushover. A rug you have people wipe their feet before entering. He was rebellious, outspoken once; never again.

The snake around his waist is the key to his... most "extreme" form. Face of a "Leo." They don't call him the "dreamer" for nothing - if you know, you know.

His violin and bow, the Morning and evening star. Lucifer and Noctifer. No strings, but upon playing, is a melody that Heaven can't replicate. He can spontaneously create without, but upon forgetting about it or it just leaving his mind for other things, it disappears; his violin is what gives substance for his dreams to continue existing without him. He hasn't played it since expanding the seven rings.

His fingers, how do I describe this, can grip both ways: put a palm on the back of his hand? His fingers can hold yours as though you were touching his palm.

His "ducks" are rats and gerbils (just cause one of the stray flames I drew of his hair looked like one and I didn't have the heart to get rid of it)

[shadowbanki]

Touhou USAmerican AU update

Don’t ask how the characters all know each other, because I have nothing for now. But one idea I have floating around is that they’re all magical girls and/or involved with supernatural incidents and are a team who solves them.

I’m still working out the details of this AU and debating keeping ALL of the supernatural/magical aspects of the original characters/universe.

I also don’t know exactly how many characters I’ll include. But I might have my OC group Resonate in this AU as OCs.

The AU also takes place in Colorado, as suggested by @counterattacker.

Reimu

Early 20’s

Seems practical but really isn’t

Seems meek but really isn’t

She’s friendly to strangers but is different and more assertive around Marisa

Done with (Marisa’s) shit

Banters with Marisa

Marisa always drags her into a bunch of incidents

She’s the one who has to resolve the incidents

Actually very formidable in a fight

Has burnout

Likes to take it easy but can’t

Eats rice with every meal. Even stuff like pizza

College student who is overwhelmed by all her duties

Plays violin but isn’t really that good

Half-Latina

Trans woman

Bisexual

Practicing Shinto in the USA

Has a crush on Marisa…

She’s stuck with Marisa as her sidekick and they’re always together

Marisa

Early 20’s

Feral

Steals things a lot… or rather “borrows permanently”

One of the things she stole was Reimu’s heart

Owes Reimu a lot of money

Flirts around as a joke but secretly really would take a bullet for Reimu

Loves Reimu a lot but doesn’t express it candidly

Has an inferior complex and perceives Reimu as better than her

Obsessive 

Boisterous

Likes pranks

Banned from Costco

Likes to scare people with her witch image

Loves Halloween

Gets into trouble a lot

Lesbian

Probably has ADHD

Reimu’s sidekick

Yukari

In her late 30’s

She’s a senior magical girl, mentor to Reimu and Marisa

Older sister type

Annoys Reimu

Doting but in an annoying way

Always says “when I was your age…”

Kind of like a (irresponsible) guardian to Reimu and Marisa

“Ara ara”

Mischievous

A bit like Princess Celestia but mixed with Eda from The Owl House

She’s the voice of reason for Yuuka

Cirno

Annoying kid

Precocious but also dumb

⑨ years old

Can’t do math

Tiny

Drives everyone insane

Annoying high pitched voice

Pretends to be an ice fairy, is actually somehow convincing

Loves shaved ice

Loves winter

A menace

Has an obsession with capturing and freezing frogs, but everyone else forbids her

Has stomped through Yuuka’s flowers before

Never seems to catch a cold. She thinks this is because she’s an ice fairy. It’s actually because idiots don’t catch colds.

Clownpiece

Another annoying kid

12 years old

Feral

Self-proclaimed fairy of hell

Edgy

Comes from a family of clowns

Draws cursed art

Probably has deviantart despite being too young

Likes wolves

Mixed-race (Native American, Japanese, White)

All her clothes seem to have the American flag on them

Her parents are patriotic and pick out all her clothes

Yuuka

Early 30’s

The “vengeful lady next door” who is just very overprotective of her flower garden

Known for having a beautiful and extravagant garden in her yard

She’s also a beekeeper

Kind of lonely but doesn’t admit it

Brutally honest

Makes children cry

Friends with Yukari

She acts soft around Yukari. She might have a crush on her

Patchouli

19 years old

Quiet and blunt girl who frequents the little town’s small library

Doesn’t show much expression

Hates her name

Done with life

Has read nearly all the books in the small library

Know-it-all

Knowledgeable about math, astronomy, chemistry, literature, and folklore

Friends with Alice

Nazrin

10 years old

Loves cheese

Innocent and a bit shy

Adventurous

Suwako

7 years old

Tiny even for her age

Energetic

Loves to go to the pond and play with the frogs

Often pretends to be a frog

Can’t swim

Half-Korean

Seems to be a “frog whisperer.” Frogs are somehow drawn to her

Again, she is ridiculously tiny

Wriggle

15 years old

Nobody knows her real name

Non-binary transmasc but still uses she/her

Loves cats but is allergic

Sakuya

Mid 20’s

Dependable but scary

Remilia and Flandre’s aunt and caretaker

Badass who can fence

Half-Japanese, half-French

Flandre

11 years old

Remilia’s younger sister

Feral edgy chaos girl

Vandalizes the school’s textbooks

Looks up to Marisa

Loves flan

Actually a really good pianist 

French

Likes horror movies

Banned from three grocery store chains

Bites people

Remilia

13 years old

Flandre’s older sister

French

Kind of spoiled

Snobby

Thinks her sister is uncouth

Ojou-sama laugh (“ohoho!”)

Rinnosuke

27 years old

One of Reimu’s friends in college, seemingly always classmates with her

Older brother figure to Reimu

Usually quite chill and polite

Good at math

His hobby is JRPGs

Addicted to ramen

Lowkey a weeb (despite being Japanese)

He’s gay

He’s single because he “can never seem to find another single guy”

Alice

19 years old

British

Has a British accent

Doll collector

Shy