#while i still really really wanna draw for it and i have a ton of doodles for it

[kitamars]

hello. um. sorry for disappearing for like two months. imagine me getting hit with a truck called “The Worst Creative Block In Your Life” and getting thrown headfirst into the gintama rabbit hole. it’s quite cozy down here. i think i need help.

anyways, have a bunch of accumulated doodles plus this terrifying kagura as apology tehe :3

[salemlinnet]

hey everyone!

a few news items right before we start up chapter 5. firstly i just wanna say thanks to everyone who follows my comics, it's been a pleasure as always. i've been keeping a longer buffer on patreon than usual, mostly for my mental health. publishing takes a lot of energy and i've really felt it necessary to just focus on production for a few weeks. at this point, patrons have seen most of chapter 5, there's only one more scene and about a page to be drawn. the quiet has been nice, i've caught up on a lot of house keeping, though i'm obviously very excited to present it! and on house keeping,

DOMESTICATED IS NOW LIVE AT IT'S NEW HOME!

to not go into the boring details (the old domain got trapped between to hosting sites in the middle of a buyout), it's not hosted at cod-domesticated.com (rip custom url you will be missed) it will instead be hosted at salemlinnet.com/domesticated (now you live at my house like you're my son why didn't i think of this sooner). if you find any errors in the pages i am so sorry i just formatted so many buttons TTuTT it would be super helpful to me if folks could report any specific buttons that don't work if it's convenient, it's been beta tested by the discord (thank you guys so much) but i'm just a dunce and i can't be trusted so there might be errors.

the simons are all wearing a little beret this chapter is my third point of business, i am losing it over the ghost beret. oh and the devil may care is up to chapter 18, will be chapter 19 within a few days. page 21 is out for patrons.

finally, to the people lurking for thistle and spade. i've wanted to say for some time, i'm really grateful that you've stuck around while i've been too sick to work on a bigger project. if you were here to see me start production for and then pull ghost #1, the story behind it is that i sort of suddenly learned i wouldn't always be as sick as i was, that i didn't have to rush anything, and that i could produce thistle and spade in chronological order with a bit of patience. that left me with no smaller project to draw and release in the mean time, except, see, i really like this game, call of duty. i was still on bed rest when i started domesticated, and with a ton of physical therapy i've been able to draw longer and longer hours. it's trained me up to be a better comic artist than i ever was before. it's grown into a sturdier project at the same pace. it's so unlike thistle and spade, whose chapters were written and edited over years and planned to every gesture and expression. i'm just winging it with domesticated, i'm usually rewriting massive swaths of dialogue as i sketch the scenes out, i just keep throwing out ideas until it's something i'm excited to draw and present as my imaginary "what happened outside of the games" day dream land. it's reminded me what i love so much about story telling and comics. it's made me excited to see thistle and spade go live again down the road. but first i have to rebuild its website too TTuTT

all right i'll see everyone pretty soon! thanks for hanging around as usual!

[frogaroundandfindout]

Random highly specific dick grayson fanfics I’ve been craving

An exhausted 18/19 yr old Dick finding Jason trying to steal the wheels off of Nightbird (his car) and instead of reprimanding him he just launches into a really proud rant about his car and how much work he put into her and god kid you got a good eye for parts. I just replaced the tires with ones where the rubber self heals. And none of that commercial crap either, actual self healing rubber that could get a bullet shot through it and still close up a second later. Oh and did you notice the seats? Just polished the leather on em! Go on sit, sit! Comfy, huh? You wanna get a bite to eat? Cool. I think bat burger’s hero-meal comes with a bat-mobile toy. Not as cool as my lovely lady of course, but close enough. Jason is absolutely baffled. This is Nightwing? The one all those new gangs that moved from bludhaven decided facing was worse than fighting for territory in the narrows? Fleeing unsuccessfully might be add considering Nightwing’s presence in gotham. He was so…nice? In that weird slightly off putting way that most of the real good people he knows have.

Dick and Damian both longing for the days where it was just them: Batman and Robin. The best. Dick having a whole moment where he curls around nearly completed adoption papers and sobs because Damian was his. For a year Damian was his to protect, his to guide, his to love. But now they aren’t even in the same city and barely go on patrols together let alone have movie nights cuddled up on the couch (it’s only reasonable Richard. Penguins huddle to conserve body heat). And Damian in the manor staring blankly at his drawing of gotham that Bruce hung up in his office. He didn’t make it for him. He made it for Richard. But what was he supposed to do when Father saw a piece dedicated to “dad” while Damian was flipping through his sketchbook? Tell him it was actually for his oldest son instead of him? Tell him that sometimes Damian wishes bruce never came back so that Richard didn’t have step back from them?

Dick who cooks tons of different cultural dishes within the same meal and when questioned about it he’s just like ???? That’s what my mom used to do??? We lived in so many different places it felt weird limiting our food to one culture per meal.

Dick being like Garfield Logan’s big brother long before Jason comes into the mix. Gar frequently turning into a baby elephant just because it makes dick coo over him more than any form. Even a kitten!

[shieldofiron]

For @stmarchmm day 6- Omega/Omega

Pour Some Sugar On Me

Omegaverse Harringrove rated M for Mature.

Also on Ao3 here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63626620

Robin calls it having too many tabs open.

Steve’s brain just feels too full, overstuffed with to do's and haven’t done's, and need to call mom's, and am I attracted to-

Anyway.

Normally he goes for a game of pick up or a hard Pilates class.

“Come on,” Steve runs his hands though his bangs, trying to put on his charm.

“Sorry, Sugar. Heather’s class is full. But the omegas only pole dancing has some space today,” Carol snaps her gum and holds out the flier for it.

“Omegas only,” Steve knows he sounds kind of whiny, but he can’t help it. The omegas only classed never go as hard as they could, and he really needs to empty his brain out.

“It’s the only thing that’s open, unless you wanna do the 80s throwback Jazzercise for seniors. Your favorite instructor is there-“

She cuts off with a laugh when Steve snatches the pole dancing flier out of her hand.

That was hardly his fault. He’s just been… struggling through some things.

Some things that come into sharp relief when he walks into the pole dancing room and sees a bunch of other omegas stretching.

Steve stands stock still at the door staring.

There’s this guy in the center of the room wearing nothing more than pair of red shorts, with a ton of tattoos, spilling out across his back. Most people say omegas shouldn’t get them, that it ruins their natural appeal.

Steve swallows, his throat suddenly dry. It’s doing nothing to dim the guy’s natural appeal. He lifts his head from a stretch and practically glows. Dirty blonde curls spill down his shoulders, and his green blue eyes sparkle in the fluorescent lights overhead. Weren’t fluorescent lights supposed to make everyone look bad?

“Nice one, Chrissy,” The golden god calls out to another girl who’s slowly flipping upside down on a pole, her tiny ponytail dancing in the air.

Steve turns back to the guy slowly. Well, at least he didn’t need to work out to clear his head. Every thought had been replaced with this guy.

“You in the right place, Pretty Boy?” It takes Steve a second to realize he’s talking to Steve for real, and not just in his fantasies.

“I… uh… pole dancing? Omegas, I…” Steve stammers, holding out the flier like a jerk.

The guy just smiles slowly. "Oh yeah. You're in the right place. Billy. Nice to meet you."

"Steve." Steve nods and then awkwardly tries to find a free pole as far away from the guy as possible, which is hard, because this isn't a big room.

He settles next to a blonde, bitchy looking omega with a silver cross on.

"You should take off your shoes," The blonde mutters, pulling out a pair of sky high heels with intimidating looking ankle straps and pushes them in Steve's direction. Then he pulls out a second pair from his bag that makes the ones Steve has look like church shoes.

He's definitely too much of a beginner for that, but he straps them on for fun, testing. He can at least stand, though he's shaky.

"T-thanks," Steve says. He stretches out, trying to ignore the way Billy's eyes sweep his way.

His ignoring Billy plan is immediately shot to shit when the class begins and Billy claps to draw everyone's eye, and switches on some obnoxious 80s hair metal.

Great. He's the instructor.

It becomes immediately apparent that this is not a beginner's class. Billy has to give him several breaks, or help him into easier moves while Chrissy and Jason, the guy next to Steve, are pulling moves Steve has only seen in late night alphamax movies.

By the time they break, Steve's head is almost empty and he's sweating bullets. His arms ache. His own scent is blooming all around him, like honey and corn and bee balm flowers, and it pushes the scent of the other omegas away at least a little.

He lies on the floor next to his pole. It's a great floor. Cool and soothing, just what his overheated skin needs.

"Good job, there," Billy says, squirting water in his mouth and waggling a slit eyebrow at Steve. Someone smells like salt water and California Lilac, and it's making Steve's head foggy, filling it with images also from late night alphamax movies. Two omegas grinding together, grinding against a pole, pouting for the camera.

"Me?" Steve asks, wobbling a little on his heels as he tries to stand.

"Who else?" Billy helps him, steadying Steve by his elbow, and, the flowers that spill over one shoulder wave in the wind. Steve's stomach flutters with it, and his already overheated cheeks start to burn.

He must see Steve staring because he flexes his bicep a little, winking. "My sister."

"What?" Steve says, blinking. God he needs water. He needs to get a grip.

Billy points to the old school heart on his shoulder that reads Maxine in a banner. "For my sister. Not my alpha. Just if you were wondering."

All the tabs go empty, apart from one that gets neatly filed away. Steve for sure likes other omegas. He watches Billy lick a pole and decides he definitely, definitely likes other omegas.

[rigginsstreet]

i beg you don't embarrass me, motherfucker

the upside of dating steve harrington was that he was hot as shit.

the downside of dating steve harrington was that he was hot as shit. and also kind of a bitch.

it's billy's fault, really. he should've known better when dating a guy nicknamed king.

the one good thing about being gay in indiana, though, is that secrecy is a requirement, which billy doesn't have a problem with. the thought of publicly displaying his affections makes his skin crawl. he's got no problem doing it with the girls he pretends to be interested in because that's all it is - pretend.

but when he really means that shit... it's a harder pill to swallow.

and none of this really bodes well with steve harrington's style of dating. billy knows from his brief overlap of being in town while harrington and wheeler were still a happy item that the guy likes to be clingy, needs constant attention and validation of his affections and he wants to put it all on display for the world to see. and billy can't give that to him.

so he goes looking for it elsewhere.

the one good thing about being gay in indiana is the secrecy, but that rule doesn't extend to billy's sister or his best friend.

heather was never supportive of billy's taste in men. warned him plenty of times that steve was a dick and a leopard doesn't change its spots. but billy had waved of all concerns by saying they weren't even in a serious relationship and that heather didn't know steve like he did. heather and steve hated each other, of course she was gonna see the worst in him.

max was supportive. at first. until dustin started coming around with stories of steve and the new girls he was picking up, gloating about him like he was some golden god of women. and max would come fuming into billy's room asking if he knew about this shit, and billy would sigh and explain to her that it was just steve keeping up appearances to throw the scent off their trail.

"oh, is that why he had his tongue down tina's throat?" max accused.

and billy would have to pretend like he wasn't embarrassed. like he was in on the joke.

the thing with billy is that he doesn't let himself fall often, because when he does it's like a ten ton boulder down the side of a steep cliff. and shame isn't a color he wears well. he's gotten enough of that for a lifetime from neil, and since he's thankfully fucked off now, billy doesn't want to face it ever again.

which is maybe why he snaps at tommy's party.

he came here with steve, but now he's currently watching him dance with some chick with ten pounds of hair and double the makeup. laughing his preppy little ass off as she gyrates her dainty little lady parts all over him.

and yeah, billy can handle a bitchy attitude and some temper tantrums. and he can even wave off vague flirtations that he only hears about secondhand.

but this shit? right in front of his face? that's where he draws a line in the sand.

so he crumples the red plastic cup in his hand, not caring that beer spills out from the top, spotting the hagans' carpet, and throws it full force at the wall beside him, causing those nearby to jump, probably wondering what the hell set him off, if there's gonna be some grand billy hargrove performance.

but no. they'll just have to make due watching his ass walk out the door.

-

billy's sitting on the steps outside his house the next day, smoking a cigarette, when the beemer pulls up.

it's half expected, half not. billy braces himself for a fight anyway.

"you ditched me last night," is what steve says once he's up the sidewalk, a few feet in front of billy. he doesn't sound mad really. maybe a little offended.

billy sucks on his cigarette. blows out the smoke, his eyes never leaving steve. "got hit by a sudden wave of nausea," he says. "didn't wanna ralph in front of the party. didn't think you'd notice."

"why wouldn't i notice? we came together. i was looking all over for you."

billy shrugs, taking another pull of his smoke. "you seemed preoccupied."

it looks like steve's playing a tape in his head of the previous night, trying to pinpoint what exactly the fuck billy's talking about until it must finally click. "man, are you talking about that thing with cindy?" he laughs. like billy's fucking joshing him. "that was nothing!"

billy finishes his smoke, flicking it into the grass before standing up. "yeah, well, it something to me." he turns to walk up the steps, leaving this conversation - and steve - behind, but he's stopped with a hand on his arm.

"aw, billy, c'mon-"

"don't!" billy spins around, hands shoving steve square in the chest. watches his face go from jovial to nervous in two seconds flat.

good. the prick should be fucking nervous.

"you think you can walk around doing whatever the fuck you want like you own this town, but guess what? you don't! and you sure as shit don't own me!"

steve watches him with wide eyes, clearly out of his depth. this isn't the meeting he came here for. billy doesn't really give a shit. "billy, i-"

"i stood up for you, motherfucker," billy seethes, shoving steve again with two pointed fingers. "you know how many times heather's tried getting me to leave your ass alone? how many times max has threatened to castrate you because you can't keep it in your fucking pants?"

"i haven't slept with anyone else!"

"i don't care!" billy bellows. he's making a fucking scene. he hopes the neighbors aren't home. "i'm prime fucking real estate, baby! back in cali i had guys lining up the fucking block to get a piece of this! you think i just give this up to anybody?" steve opens his mouth, but billy cuts him off. "don't answer that! i defended you, asshole. and you make me look like a fucking idiot."

"i didn't think you cared..." steve says after a moment of stunned silence.

and that stuns billy. but he recovers quickly. "of course i fucking care. i wouldn't be doing this-" he gestures between the two of them, "-if i didn't."

"well you don't exactly express feelings very well." it's mostly teasing, billy thinks, but still that undercurrent of signature harrington bitch. "but-" he takes a step closer. "-if you're serious about this, then i am, too." another step.

"i swear to god if i have to sit through an 'i told you so' speech from maxine or heather because of some shit you pull-"

"is this your way of saying you love me?" steve grins, all cocksure and obnoxious, closing the distance until he and billy are standing toe to toe.

"don't press your luck," billy breathes in the space between them. "i'm serious, steve. i don't do thi- this is new for me, alright? and, i don't know if you've noticed, but i don't really handle rejection well."

"yeah, no shit," steve chuckles. "i'll be on my best behavior from now on. scout's honor." he holds up the three finger scout salute in mockery, but billy thinks, hopes, there's a sincerity in his eyes that he can hold him to.

billy rolls his eyes, mainly at himself for wanting to kiss the idiot right now. he almost does, too, until he remembers where they are and prying eyes could be watching.

he settles for another shove, this time to steve's shoulder, before turning back towards the house. "c'mon," he says, nodding his head towards the door. "nobody's home. you can give me a proper apology."

billy hears footsteps behind him before he even gets his whole sentence out.

[c0smopolitan]

I only have eyes for you

A/n: this feels really rushed, but I wanna make this a small mini series full of little blurbs with James and reader, this is a blurb! lmk if you guys more of this. This is set in the Bridgerton era (regency era) and was inspired by that. Only proofread once and will be read again later today. This is all. Thanks!

Summary: James asks you to dance with him, he confesses something during the dance that leaves you reeling.

Warnings: noneeeee just fluff, Blurb!, Y/n and L/n are used, Bridgerton Au, James Potter x f!reader.

“Would you like to dance?” You look at James in shock as he holds his hand out to you, a sweet smile gracing his face. “Sure.” You say, suddenly out of breath.

You hand James your dance card, and he scribbles his name hastily on it before grabbing your hand leading you to the dance floor.

His smile grows as his warm hands engulf your cold ones. He maneuvers you two to the middle of the dance floor before the music starts.

Your dance begins with the waltz and he suddenly tugs at your hands, pulling you against him just enough not to be considered scandalous. “You look beautiful tonight.” He whispers softly into your ear.

Your cheeks turn a light shade of pink, and he smiles at your sudden shyness. “When have you ever been shy Lady L/n?”

You scoff and roll your eyes jokingly, pink still tinting your cheeks. “Why are you deciding to be so bold all of a sudden?” You tease, deciding to ignore his previous question with another one. He looks at you sheepishly.

“I don’t know my lady. But it’s the truth.” His posture visibly straightens and he looks straight into your eyes, full of certainty.

“Now and every other time I’ve seen you, whether it had been while I was watching you in the drawing room, or while we were just having a dance. You were beautiful.” He looks at you with a look you’d never seen before. “You are beautiful.”

His answer leaves you stunned.

Before you could answer back, however, he grabs your waist and lifts you up, spinning you in circles like the other people on the dance floor currently were. You yelp at the sudden contact after being completely floored by his confession. You quickly grabbed on to his shoulder for leverage, already cringing at the dirty looks you were getting from the people of the ton.

He puts you down as the song comes to an end and faces you, giving you a small smirk before gently grabbing your hand and placing a gentle kiss on it. “My lady.” He murmured, bowing down before walking away.

You stand there flustered, continuing to stare at James as maneuvers through the sea of people beginning to shuffle out of the area for the next dance.

You feel a slight tug on your arm, snapping out of the daze James left you in. “What are you doing? A new song is about to start.” Lily scolds you, pulling you away from the dance floor and setting you off to the side. You look back to stare at James, feeling your stomach flutter as he laughs with his group of friends across the ballroom.

“What are you even staring at?” She sees you staring intently at something, following your line of sight all the way across the room she’s met with the sight of James talking animatedly to Sirius.

“Jesus.” She sighs, rolling her eyes with a small smile on her face as she sees you practically drooling at the sight of him.

“That boy is trouble you know.” She warns.

Her voice slightly startled you, bringing you back to reality as you stole one final glance at James before turning to face her. “Did you say something Lily?” She snorts and shakes her head.

“No,” she says looking at followed by the area next to you with grimace. “But Lord Burberry is about to.” Your head snaps up towards Lily’s line of sight, Lord Burberry was coming your way. “Have fun.” She says cringing slightly, making her way to Marlene, your shared friend.

You open your mouth in protest, but before you could say anything, Lord Burberry was stood right in-front of you with his hand out. “Care for a dance my Lady?”

[herebecritters]

BIG UPDATE FOLKS!

So I’ve been meaning to say something about this for a while now, but due to time restraints and me trying to get stuff more established, I just haven’t been able to. Some of you may have noticed that I haven’t been posting up here much for a while now. Those of you who follow my other socials have probably also noticed that I have not been tagging anything as Htf within the last month or so and that my art there has had small design tweaks taking away some of the more iconic features that are standard for Htf (piecut eyes and pink heart noses for example). So I will be completely transparent with you all here.

Essentially, thanks to encouragement from outside friends and for the sake of my own mental health, I’m ripping my ocs and story out of Htf completely. By this point it has completely become its own thing. The concept of Death loops and anthropomorphic animals are not exclusive to Htf and even then, so much has deviated from the original formula that I hardly recognize it as that anymore. I haven’t had much desire or interest in drawing canon stuff for a while now, and it’s not a matter of me disliking it. I just have been feeling so fulfilled by this original story that we’ve been building for a few years now and I really want to dive into it and make it a real thing outside of the confines of a fandom. Being able to share this story to others on the outside of the fandom without needing that specific context has been really good for me and I feel like the art and writing I’ve been pouring my heart and soul into now has a future.

What does this mean? Well the story for the most part is the same. There’s been some redesigns such as Nergals temple, the idols, Dumuzis brother (which luckily cro-marmot did not *really* have an established character in show and my characterization of him is my own anyways), but the overall plot and world building and the way the curse works was already my own original idea so that stays the same. I will not ignore that this story is very inspired by Htf, but it’s grown so much that I think it’s time that it walked on its own. Canon Htf characters are no longer a part of the world, there is no “Happy Tree Town” ect. Certain ocs, however, are still a part of it; such as Icky, Hopps, Screwball, Kyle, ect. This is still a collaborative effort with @ickyguts and @technicoloranimalviolence since they have been a part of it for a while now and have both inspired me and have helped me a ton with writing. Their ocs are still their ocs of course and what they do with them will always be ultimately up to them so nothing will be made involving their ocs without their consent. They are part of the team for as long as they wish to be <3 And I am so proud and honored to be working with them on this project.

Now I want to make it clear that while I’m cutting this story completely out of Htf that does not mean I hate Htf or the fandom or anything. It’s done a lot for me and people for the most part have been very kind and supportive of me. I may still even draw fanart of canon characters in the future if I ever get the itch to again. I just really wanna be able to do more with this story outside of that. I haven’t felt so fired up by a project like this in so long and since I’ve made the decision to do this I have been feeling really excited and happy about creating again. There’s something really fun about working on a project that’s your own that I can’t explain. I’m still establishing and setting up a lot for it but it’s very much in motion and I have a lot of cool folks cheering me on inside and outside of this little fandom. I know I’m definitely going to be taking a hit as far as followers go now that I’m going full original content, I may even lose a lot of you here because of it, but there’s something really exciting about building from the ground up. I want to make it clear though that there is absolutely no pressure for you to stick around if me drawing Htf was what you were here for and if this news makes you lose interest in this blog. I want people to follow me because they like my work overall.

That brings me to the fate of this blog. I will still keep it up and keep up my old posts. Like I said I do not wish to try and bury the roots of this story. I’ve joked with some friends that I’m “pulling a 50 Shades of Grey with this shit”. Old art will remain, but here on out the trio and my other ocs are not a part of Htf. Be Brave is no more.

Now, they are part of a project we call Fossilized.

ALSO I’m on bluesky now!

You can follow me on Bluesky HERE

And Official pages and content for Fossilized will be hosted HERE (site very much still a WIP though)

So much love and thanks to those of you who have stuck with me up until this point. And for those of you who continue to stick with me, buckle up, cus it’s going to be a wild ride! 💖💖💖

[minas-linkverse]

i remember you mentioning before that you don't really do sketches- just get straight to the lineart. the sketching/lineart process takes way more time than everything else, for me, and i was wondering if you have any tips for doing it your way?

Here's a visual example of what the asker means ^

The answer to how I do this might not be what you want to hear: A lot of practice. I've put a frick ton of time into learning to draw fast, because it is a skill like any other with art.

I can share some quick tips on how I practised and my thinking process though, if people still are curious and may wanna give it a shot!

One of the main ways I practiced this was by using permanent pens and markers while doodling in school. I always disliked how pencil smudged so that came kinda naturally to me, but it was a huge help anyway!

When you work directly onto a pristine white canvas with no guideline you're forced to really think about where you put each line, and get over the fear of mistakes. By doing this you can grow a natural understanding of where the next thing you're going to draw should be.

(Sorry if the picture is not a good explanation, I've never been much a teacher. (Also for full disclosure I did use ctrl+z when drawing this example.)) Here I tried to picture how by having the face shape lined, I can use knowledge of anatomy and what looks good to place the eye of the character in. Then with the eye in I can "Unlock" more feature locations!

It also helps being familiar with the character... I've drawn the cast of this comic so many times that these boys just show up when I ask lol.

This approach has a lot of issues, like it can be very hard to keep a character design consistent. Another is that if u get too bogged down on doing the same thing that works you're going to start making some really stale looking art-- It's so important to not just draw what works but to go for ugly perspectives and weird experiments.

Still, I hope this can help someone! It's not a method that works for everyone, but it's a fun one to explore :)

[izu]

hey just wanna say that i LOVE your art!!! i’ve seen you on twitter and ugh just can’t get enough of it! also do you happen to have some johnshi headcannons?? cuz if you do i would like to see them all!! :3

thank you so much!!! i hope to draw more.... also get ready bc i have way too many headcanons and this'll probably be super long winded unfortunately . this isn't all of it but its most of it

- kenshi is a heavy sleeper. after moving in with johnny post-tournament he begins to unwind from his former unhealthy schedule that was supported by his yakuza lifestyle. johnny wakes up at 5 am to work out until lunch, and kenshi sleeps in til like noon or 1. johnny thinks its cute

- they either own a fuck ton of cats or ferrets. johnny seems like a ferret guy to me

- they like watching director's cuts of movies instead of actual movies because kenshi can actually understand a little more of whats happening while the directors explain certain scenes and go into depth about the composition and art direction. its a win win situation for both of them

- johnny actually reads a ton of books, but is embarrassed about it. leftovers from being a ""nerd"" in high school. kenshi thinks its adorable and he likes hearing johnny retell the book plot and express his exasperation with it unfolding as he reads

- johnny has a sweet tooth and kenshi has a more refined palette, he will try anything johnny sets in front of him though, even if he isnt much of a sweets guy

- on that same note, johnny is very good at cooking! every other night he plans a meal for them, and it's almost always a winner. lots of japanese style dishes (took some trial and error on johnny's part) because he wants to impress kenshi

- they go to red carpet events together after a couple of years of dating, but for a while they pretended (to the press, too) that kenshi was his newest bodyguard. rumors spread fast though and it ended up being a perfect time to let johnny come out publicly as bi

- kenshi's parents are actually very very supportive. i think he'd be nervous at first but his mom thinks johnny is very handsome and his father agrees its a good change for their family. kenshi has two sisters who absolutely raise hell over kenshi nabbing a sexy gaijin star and he is very embarrassed about it. much to johnny's delight

- they spend every weekend on the balcony of johnny's new loft in his jacuzzi just talking and being sappy. kenshi genuinely gets a lil upset when things come up and they miss their date nights

- everytime kenshi returns to the states after visiting home johnny makes a big scene at the airport. lunging at him, crying sobbing

- kenshi proposes first, but johnny had been nervously trying to wait for a good time to do it himself. one upped. he is still very upset about this well into their marriage as old yaois

- kenshi is the top 👍 i think we all knew this but still

- even if he doesn't need it, its sort of a ritual between them so they never stopped; johnny is still kenshi's sight dog when they go out and he doesn't feel like relying on sento.

- sento's ancestors like johnny a lot and kept being annoying about kenshi needing to get hitched already hskw7kejej

- kenshi is achillean, gay. always has been. his arrangement with suchin was. arranged. and she was his lesbian beard for a while. the two are very very close and she visits their home often. johnny is trans and bisexual, but he's only out about being bi.

- johnny tends to have a really shitty sleep cycle, light sleeper, easily thrown into insomnia, the busy street life can really fuck up his routine when hes already had a terrible day. which ends up with the both of them on the couch, talking, watching a show, kenshi with his head on johnny's shoulder. they fall asleep like that 7 times outta 10

- the older they get the sappier and grosser they get . everyone who knows them hates their gay asses . jax and sonya included

- also they both get dad bods when they get older bc of all the good eating. neither are insecure about it. its hot

- kenshi is undeniably the spoiled one. gifts, fancy dinner dates, unrelenting affection and praise. he starts believing he deserves good things, that he is loved, solely by johnny's persistence with showing him instead of telling him

- cris ends up being their friend again after a while. i just dont like the cris villainization when its contrasted with johnshi support. she had her reasons to be upset at her alcoholic, spending-addicted husband, y'all

- johnny like action/sci fi movies. kenshi likes romcoms.

- they host parties. they're awesome parties.

[msmk11]

The Infamous Wings

Sirius Black x fem!reader

WC: 751

CW: Fluff

Summary: Sirius attempts to do his own eyeliner.

Day 18 of mk’s mad dash

Sirius knows he should’ve just asked for your help, but he’s usually too stubborn and proud to do it.

In his defense, doing eyeliner seemed a lot easier than it’s turned out to be. You, at least, make it look easy, always drawing on the two thick, black lines quickly and with ease.

He’s beginning to understand that it’s only easy with a practiced hand. And for the unpracticed? Well, they probably look a lot like Sirius does now- like a raccoon.

Every attempt so far has been a failure.

His first try, he stabbed himself in the eye. And when he tried to rub away the stinging pain, he smeared the still wet eyeliner all over his eyelid.

On Sirius’ second attempt, while he didn’t stab himself, he only managed to draw two squiggles that strayed far from their designated spots by his eyelashes.

He was more successful on his third attempt, drawing a decent, but somewhat shaky, line across each eyelid. Sirius felt quite proud of himself until he attempted to add a wing to his look.

It turned out to be a mistake. With each attempt to even out the poorly drawn wing, the triangle on the side of Sirius’ eye only got bigger and bigger, leaving him to look pretty silly.

Of course, Sirius notes, this is the time you decide to return back to your dorm. Though it’s not unusual to find Sirius waiting for you in your room, the shocked expression that arises on your face when you see your boyfriend’s predicament sends you into a fit of giggles.

“Sirius, what happened to your face?”

“Shut up, don’t laugh at me,” he whines, burying his face in his hands.

Sirius can tell that you’re trying to choke back your laughter, but you’re not doing a very good job of it.

“I’m not laughing at you I’m just-“

He looks at you unimpressed.

“Okay, I am laughing at you. But only because you look very silly. I’m not laughing at you for trying makeup. It’s hard, and I applaud your efforts!”

Sirius grumbles and tosses the eyeliner onto the desk, “it’s pointless, love. I’m never gonna get it.”

You tsk at Sirius and move to stand behind him, gripping his shoulders as you look at his face in the mirror, “It’s really not that bad. Or at least the line part isn’t! And you have to remember it takes tons and tons of practice.”

“You just look so cool with eyeliner on and I wanna look cool too,” he pouts.

“Baby, I already think you look cool. But if you really wanna do eyeliner, I’m happy to help. Ya just had to ask.”

Though Sirius is shy to admit he needs the help, he thanks Merlin that you’re such a wonderful girlfriend and don’t tease him for it.

“Here, I’ll do it on you first, and then you can practice on me, okay?”

You reach out and grab the eyeliner off the desk, looking to Sirius for approval before continuing. He nods, so you make your way around the desk chair to straddle his lap.

His hands instantly gravitate towards your hips, gripping them tightly as you lean in towards his eyes.

“Okay, close your eyes and hold still,” you whisper, your breath fanning his face.

Sirius obliges you and his eyelashes flutter closed. Your fingers come to rest right above and below his eye as the thin, cold pen touches his eyelid. He naturally wants to flinch away but he holds still, squeezing your hips again to maintain his composure.

It doesn’t take you long at all before you’re telling him that you’ve finished and that he can open his eyes.

Sirius is beyond thrilled at what he finds staring back at him in the mirror. Just like when you do your own makeup, the eyeliner is perfect. The lines aren’t shaky, the wings are the perfect size, and it’s just dark enough to bring out the color of his eyes.

“You look so pretty baby,” you mumble softly, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“I love it.”

He truly is in awe.

Not just because of your talent, but because of how good the eyeliner makes him feel in his own skin. He doesn’t think he can ever go back to not wearing it.

And, Sirius decides, even if he never perfects the art of the infamous wings, he’ll always have a pretty girl to sit atop his lap and do it for him.

[ecto-hazard]

I wanna make a tf2 oc so so bad but I’m terrible at drawing people. Got any pointers?

So you wanna learn how to draw humans. Good for you! Drawing humans is complicated as shit and theres a lot that goes into it. I still need to improve in some areas of anatomy, and especially with drawing shit like clothes. There's millions of good guides out there for drawing all these specific aspects, but they're going to vary in complexity, style, etc. So I've instead put together my bullshit guide for drawing humans that can apply to people of any style and skill level!!!!! Welcome to Grey's 3 steps to draw humans.

STEP 1. DRAW BAD.

People get bashed over the head with the advice of "just practice bro." But the realistic thing is that if you're a perfectionist, it'll make it difficult as shit to improve your art if you don't let your art be bad. This doesnt mean, oh draw poorly on purpose. This is more a mindset thing. Embrace the fact that, while your art might not be at the level you'd personally want it to be, it's still worth making. If you enjoy drawing, it shouldn't matter if its "bad." You'll draw tons and tons of "bad" stuff and eventually look back and realize you've gotten better, even subconsciously. But if you can't get over the hurdle of letting stuff you draw be "bad" sometimes, you'll probably be too frustrated to keep going.

STEP 2. Practice drawing blocky shapes BEFORE details.

This is a skill I learned in the two art classes I took, but you can learn it on your own too. Basically humans have a lot of details going on and it can get a little overwhelming trying to capture it all. Work big to small. Focus on overall shapes first. Keep your sketches light and messy, cause itll be easier for you to overcome the hurdle to change something if you don't like it. Gradually build up to drawing the more intricate shapes like fingers, facial features, etc. If you're doing a full render, capturing the overall shapes of lights and shadows is helpful too!

When it comes to drawing your first sketch, try not to get too caught up in those tutorials that make you draw a specific type of sketch with like all the circles and cylinders and straight lines, thats all fine and good but if you're starting out its just kinda confusing and misses the point. Those are tools that'll help out when you want to hone in your ability to draw things in perspective.

STEP 3. Don't draw humans if you don't enjoy it.

Have you tried drawing humans but just don't really like doing it? Then fucking dont baby!!!!! Don't miss out on making things you enjoy just cause these goddamn humans are in the way! Make em a furry, a mech, an object character, a disembodied gangle of nerves floating in the abyss. Hell if you don't like drawing at all, WRITE em instead! Don't feel shackled by this mortal coil! Shed that shit!!!! Draw whatever the fuck makes you happy, and you'll be on the right track.

Hope this helps!

[getvalentined]

FOR THE ASK GAME! i know you've posted a ton of amazing analysis, but i would love more of your vincent thoughts. If you're tired of writing about him right now, i'd also like to hear your thoughts about Glenn, who i don't know if i've heard you talk about a lot. 🖤

💭 How I feel about this character

I will never get tired of talking about Vincent Valentine. He is my favorite character in the whole of fiction, my blorbo of blorbos, and I consider him the single most personally compelling character ever created. I'm not sure I can quantify how much I love this character.

One issue I do run into with regard to how much I adore the guy is assertions and assumptions that it's because he's hot so I wanna fuck him, which is 1000% not the case. I do appreciate his looks—his Rebirth design in particular makes me slightly feral—but it's not from a place of attraction, per se. I personally have no interest in boning Vincent Valentine! I do think he deserves to do some boning, though.

💞 All the people I ship romantically with this character

I ship Vincent with Veld, Cloud, and Genesis, and often Cloud and Genesis at the same time. Also Reeve. Sometimes Tseng, but that's complicated.

I was the first person on the English-speaking side of fandom to draw VinVeld fanart, way back when Before Crisis was still fairly new, and I have RP'd VinVeld with multiple partners since about 2009. Chapter 19 of BC happened, I got fed a loose translation on LiveJournal, and my brain chemistry was changed—another Turk, still alive, who knew Vincent? And they don't refer to each other with any honorifics at all? And he recognized Vincent immediately when even Lucrecia didn't? Those two were basically married, I'm sure of it.

That said, I actually shipped Strifentine before I shipped VinVeld, and I still ship it really hard. My current slice-of-life slow-burn WIP fic is Strifentine, and in Ye Olde Fandom Dayes it was intended to be a core component of my massive Sefikura Bodysharing AU that temporarily broke FFN's review system, although I never got that far.

I've shipped Vinesis since Crisis Core, because Vincent and Genesis are kindred spirits in a way that is similar to Vincent and Cloud while also being completely different, and I love that for them. Two men-turned-monsters-turned-Weapons, doomed to walk the planet until its death, paying for crimes that were never their fault in the first place. Lovely.

While I've never personally posted much if anything related to Valenstrifesodos, I think the dynamic between the three of them would be amazing. Also, as I described to a friend literally yesterday, it's like this: Genesis is Sephiroth's soulmate by fate, Cloud is his soulmate by force, and Vincent is Sephiroth's only living relative so he inherited both of them when the guy died.

Reeve and Tseng are much less commonly shipped with Vincent for me, mostly because I ship them with each other as endgame 100% of the time. In my head, Vincent was kinda with Reeve for a bit postcanon but it just didn't work, and he's honestly pretty attracted to Tseng but doesn't ever pursue it because Tseng kinda hates him. (Tseng does not hate him, it's complicated and entirely Veld's fault, if Tseng ever gets over it they'd have a really fun dynamic.) Sometimes—assuming he doesn't get back with Veld or enter into a relationship Cloud and/or Genesis—I feel like Vincent would occasionally be a third while Reeve and Tseng are together, but it'd be very rare.

🤝 My non-romantic OTP for this character

Also Genesis (in universes where Valenstrifesodos doesn't happen they're generally platonic for a very long time before anything happens between them), as well as Barret and Reeve, but I think my favorite option here is Shera.

They don't really have any canon interactions to speak of, but I spend a lot of time thinking about Cid talking to Vincent in Dirge, telling him that Shera is worried about him and will want to know if he's been eating enough—so they've had interactions, offscreen, between the OG and Dirge. Enough that Shera fusses over him and worries about his diet and sends messages along with Cid to make sure Vincent is doing all right. That's adorable. That's so sweet. I love that for both of them.

🚫 My unpopular opinion about this character

I feel like I have a lot of these, but it really depends on what one considers "unpopular." I guess the biggest is that he isn't in love with Lucrecia anymore? Even though that's...canon. Like that's canon. That is something explored in Dirge, the conclusion of their shared storyline is that Vincent was never actually in love with Lucrecia at all, because he never really knew her, and now that he does he actually appreciates her more, but is able to move forward and leave her behind. (Which is literally what she wants for him! She wants him to be happy without her! This was her goal and she succeeded! But god forbid women do anything!)

The next one is that he would not enter into a relationship with Cid because even if Cid is his type (which he is!) he's in a dedicated relationship with someone else, and Vincent has already done the song and dance of "fool around with a scientist under Shinra's banner* who has a highly intelligent scientist partner who isn't afraid to go to extremes for their work.**" It has nothing to do with interest or a lack of interest, it's because Vincent literally, canonically got killed and turned into a monster for poaching*** and he's never going to even entertain the idea of that ever again.

* Cid is an engineer in Shinra's Department of Space & Aeronautics

** Shera is also an engineer in the same department and was literally cool getting burned alive if it meant the Shinra No. 5 launch would go off safely

*** Lucrecia and Hojo were canonically married and were already in a relationship at the time that Vincent showed up in Nibelheim

The rest include such hot takes as Chaos' consciousness being gone at the end of Dirge (which is also canon), Vincent being Sephiroth's biological father (which is not canon but fuckit), and him being unabashedly pansexual (any character that expresses romantic or sexual interest at any time in any media is bi or pan until proven otherwise) but not having relationships with cis women or anyone who could ever theoretically conceive—he interacted with Nero, immediately knew what happened there, and is not so irresponsible as to risk making any more monster babies capable of flattening the planet when they have a tantrum. (This is actually super rough for him because it's a big part of his sexuality that he just has to cut off forever out of safety concerns and that's pretty fucked up but there's nothing he can do about it.)

🌟 One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon

It's funny, because prior to Rebirth's release I said the one thing that would make up for Vincent not being playable would be if he turned into something and attacked the party, but obviously the devs wouldn't do that with a character everyone is supposed to trust—and then they did! I wanted to see them do something with the asymmetry established in Dirge, maybe give him a wonky eye or something like I draw him a lot of the time, but the devs would never do something like that—and then they did! I wanted him to be more fleshed out, like it would be nice to know if he ever had hobbies, but the devs would never waste time on that—and then they did! Rebirth Vincent was made especially for me.

All I really want now are more interactions between him and Cloud moving forward into FF7Re3, and I have a decent amount of faith that it'll happen.

[ for the character breakdown ask game ]

[cokoweee]

WAIT ARE THE KIDS GONNA RESENT THEIR DAD BC HE JUST SPENT 3 YEARS MAKING THIER MOM CRY 😭

or maybe not like fully resent him for the rest of time but like. Spending what will end up being a chunk of their lives up until that point without him is is gonna leave its mark; couple that WITH watching their mom struggle through losing him too?? BRO. Idk what Kendra is telling them like “oh he’ll be back soon” or “he’s far away but he’ll come back”? That’s only gonna last for so long until they think he’s just. Never coming back.

And then Dad’s gonna show up with the milk 3 years later out of nowhere while they’ve been missing him and thinking he’s not coming back and MOM’S been crying and missing him? And he’s just gonna show up now?? They’d have to be given a really good explanation bc otherwise I can totally see it being like a “why didn’t you try harder to come home” situation. OR WORSE LIKE,,,, HE SPENT 3 YEARS FUCKING OFF IN THEIR EYES AND THEN HE COMES BACK AND IT’S LIKE “listen to your dad” LIKE,,, BRO “YOU WERENT THERE. YOU DONT GET TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO NOW.”

Obvs not blaming Donnie if the situation was entirely out of his hands, but with the kids being at the age where their minds are most impressionable and the way this would undoubtedly effect them and mold their personalities and thought processes,,, AAAAAGH this is devastating HELPPP

I could be completely wrong and maybe it was a very clear cut reunion like bro was running toward his family while the Instructor™️ was trying to pull him back with magic or some shit where it was very clearly like “ok he was being kept away by someone else” NDKDNDKD BUT I HAD THE THOUGHT AND AUGGHHGHG

AAAGHHHH THERES A THING A THING I CANT SAY YET cause im stupid and still trying to keep shit hidden

There’s a thing that really does crush a TON of hope Kendra had for him coming back. I actually drew it! Kinda. After this is when they start asking questions and yeah Kendra does just keep saying he’ll be back despite the thing I’mactuallygunnastarttweaking

She’ll make up lies for their sake and a bit of her own but the girls catch on pretty quick.

I start losing train of thought with long posts oof I remember I drew kinda how they reacted when he got back on this post. There is a good bit of resentment. The one who actually straight up doesn’t talk to Donnie for awhile is Violet.

There’s so much I wanna draw now AUUGHHH BUT I NEED TO ARARQTDGQR I GOTTA SHOW THE THING FIRST FRICKFRICKFRICK

[moralesmilesanhour]

Could you possibly write for Miles G for some relationship headcanons, because everyone has been writing him as an overprotective "sugar daddy" type and I'm curious about what your take on him would be after seeing your general headcanons for him 🤔

Oh sure! Granted I'm still figuring out how to write Miles G and really get into the flow of things, but here goes:

REALISTICALLY? Miles G might not be the best boyfriend 😭

Not only does he have a secret identity, but he's not even a hero, so I'd imagine he would be VERY used to lying about himself, even if it's not really necessary.

Having a dead father and a job he can't get out of will make for a very nervous and distant kid

But let's say we wanna romanticize it sjfjdkk:

Miles would do a lot to impress/show that he isn't "struggling". He makes sure to only wear his newest and cleanest outfits on dates

Doesn't talk about himself much, to avoid coming off as unstable or unreliable. But he shares bits of himself in smaller, more manageable ways.

You tell him you like his drawings, so he sketches you or takes your requests and gives you a new drawing every time you meet up

(He now has a ton of sketches of horses in his notebook)

Even if he's not at school, I can't imagine any dimension where Miles isn't a huge nerd. So maybe he's self-taught and helps you with your math homework

He takes you to Comic-con since that's a thing in his universe

You let him geek out about marvel lore

One day his mom isn't available to help in the hair department (or whoever did those braids SHEESH)

So you offer to do them for him

He realizes that you're really good at this so he now goes to you to get his hair redone

One common headcanon that I do kinda agree with? Is that this Miles can SCRAP 😭

The circumstances of his being The Prowler probably means he's more about hand-to-hand combat than 1610 Miles, who comes off as more of a gymnastics guy

He doesn't get into fights often, but he has beat someone up for trying to steal from you

In every universe Miles is a hugger

I wouldn't exactly give him the "sugar daddy" title bc he's like. 15. He's probably not rolling in dough but he's got extra money

I do think he would buy lots of gifts where he can for the reasons mentioned above

He's extremely observant so while you may only know a few things about him, he remembers every single item you've ever looked at online or at the store

And watches your favorite shows not bc he likes them per se, but so that he knows wtf you're talking about sjhfks

That's all I can come up with for now but I'm willing to do headcanons about more specific stuff...? I like how we're all just building this character from scratch lol

[alllgator-blood]

Have you ever wanted to draw something but you fought due to your skill level at the time you decide not to do it

OH ABSOLUTELY, I personally feel like the key to art improvement is trying new things and experimenting often. But the thing about trying new things is that they're typically out of your comfort zone, and often times you're left struggling because you've never had to move your hand in the configuration needed to depict the thing you want? So often times it feels easier to just not do that thing, but you might not improve if you give up when you fight against your own skill level.

I'm wrapping up on a comic and I almost gave up on it because for some reason, I decided "these two should be hunting while this conversation takes place" and I struggled on and off for two days because of my dedication to get this comic out. The payoff to them hunting doesn't even happen til the second page so I really didn't need to do this. I actually have experience with archery but for some reason, I just COULD NOT figure out where to put shamura's arms to make them hold that damn bow.....UNFINISHED COMIC PANELS INCOMING:

Is it perfect? HELL no I think it looks pretty awkward cause I've only been drawing these characters for a few weeks so I'm still getting used to them, and that in combination with drawing them doing action poses after years of drawing slice of life comics is..............not ideal. I'm more used to drawing furries hitting a bong on a garbage covered couch. But that's the thing! I wanna do more fanart for this Violent Video Game, so I need to learn how to draw people holding weapons. If I give up, like half my fanart ideas will never come to fruition, so I think making flawed art is better than making no art at all.

If you're struggling with your art, just absolutely barrel through whatever it is you're struggling with and come back another time in the future to revisit it. Attempt to draw you're struggling with (even if it's like the shittiest worst sketch ever, god knows I have tons of those), save it somewhere, and when you want to give that idea another go, compare the new art to what you did last time. Honestly I wish I tried and failed more than I didn't try at all, I'd have more to show for myself if I took my own advice.

[matrixbearer2024]

Wouldn't it be funny if there wasn't really much of a difference to the random amount of skills the Stan twins have between Canon and Modernity genuinely because they're just that cracked?

Like, I've seen so many HCs about Ford being good at so many random things because of his interdimensional travels and I really agree! Thing is, I don't see that changing even with both my AUs. My timelord twins AU is understandable, and frankly you'd pick up loads of weird tricks after living as long as Doc(Ford) has been. But when I look over at my modernity AU the reason for Ford's skill chameleon is just "Holy shit HI STANLEY!"

Cuz imma be so fr, in the modernity AU- you leave Ford in a library nook hobbit hole with a stupid ton of books + ample food and water HE WILL BE FINE. He would honestly just stay there and be as happy as a clam. His introverted ass would love being left alone with his books and if he got bored enough you can bet he would sooner go out exploring the forest and journaling or trekking than wherever there's clusters of humans.

Stan on the other hand is literally the life of the party. Put him anywhere boring and suddenly context matters not everybody's going to have a hell of a time and go home happy. He's that guy who you can drop anywhere and I mean anywhere and this man will walk out having made at least one friend. They couldn't be even more polar opposites.

But they're polar opposites that are hilariously joined at the hip. Where one is the other usually follows.

So when Stan does nearly anything- Ford's usually dragged into it after enough teasing or goading(Stan's smart enough to know he doesn't want to destroy his mental trying to compete academically and it's generally just not his forte no matter how hard he tries but Ford is unfortunately too competitive for his own good).

Chances are unless Stanford's really into it, he's not as good as Stanley(i.e. most contact sports) but props he still tried and kept it up for a while until he just decided it really wasn't for him. Case and point judo which they started at 12, Stan has a black belt(1st degree, and it took him only 4.5 years) and Ford only ever got up to brown(took him 5 years) before calling quits.

Stanford is dense and his fight/danger sense is painfully nonexistent compared to his twin unless said blatant danger slaps him in the FACE.

I want to say the degree I have it for them in the AU borders OOC but honestly if Ford canonically had a situationship with a dream demon he didn't realize was dangerous despite the many warnings I FEEL LIKE THIS IS ACTUALLY THE BARE MINIMUM AU WISE.

Anyway, I have plans for the random things they can do or like entertaining but I'd love to see thoughts on my random shitpost at god knows what hour LMAO

I promise I'm working on the drawings for the blog but I really wanna ramble about the insanity swirling in my brain because of these guys.

OH YEAH I HAVEN'T EXPLAINED FIDDS' STUFF YET- chat pester me about it more because I keep forgetting my brain rots too much on the two duracell blorbs in my headspace.