#work was so slow i had a bit of time to sketch something lol

[robinsnest2111]

Robbie and my self insert in their summerween costumes <3

[shelltasticday]

Hi there! This idea had me lying awake at 2 am, so I've decided to share it with you and see if you can write something cute and wholesome with it; if you don't mind, could you write something for all four lovely turtle bois with an S/O who, in response to the turtle saying "I love you", says, "... I love you more." I dunno, but I kinda wanna know how the turtles might respond to that, hehe. Love your work, btw! Keep it up! claps in appreciation

Hello there, thank you for the request! Also thank you for the compliment (´ ∀ ` *) I'm glad you enjoy what I do. Hope you don't mind the format I chose lol

The guys' response to "I love you more"

▉ ▉ Raphael ▉ ▉ ● It was a quiet night, you and Raph were cuddling in his room, just enjoying the silence and time together. He puts you on top of his plastron, since that way you have more room

● He was ready to fall asleep, thinking that you were already in dreamland due to your slow and soft breathing

● "I love you, (y/n)" he says, kissing your forehead and shifting slowly to get more comfy. "…I love you more"

● Your voice but a whisper, it takes him a bit to register that you spoke and then a bit more to process the words

● Raph's response is hugging you tighter, closer to him, if possible. He knows he's not too great with words, so he wishes to convey how much you mean to him through the contact

● The squeeze got a giggle out of you, knowing very well what it meant. "Goodnight" you murmured, nuzzling to finally drift off. "Night"

▲▲ Leonardo ▲▲ ● Leo and you are watching some movies, in onesies and with soft blankets on top, overall feeling very cozy and calm. He shifted closer, surrounding you with one arm to guide your head to his shoulder. Resting his cheek against the top of your head, he casually says it. "I love you"

● "I love you more" was your immediate response, and he chuckled. "That's very sweet dear, but I think it's obvious that I love you more, since I'm a turtle"

● "What does that have to do with anything?" you shifted to look up at him, seeing his grin widen, like he had expected this to happen and was ready… oh no…

● "Because I'm turtley in love with you!". Leo proudly delivered the punchline to his joke, God, that may be the worst pun you've ever heard

● You just kissed his cheek and immediately slammed a cushion on his face, focusing back on the movie as he whinned about you not appreciating his "comedy" enough or something like that

▌▌Donatello ▌▌ ● Both of you are in his lab, he's working on some blueprints and concepts for new tech while you do your own thing. Reading a book, playing some games. However, the calm atmosphere shifted when you began hearing mumbling, and paper being ripped and crumpled into a ball that you raised your eyes just in time to see fall right into the trash

● You rose from your seat, walking up to peek at the table from over his shoulder. Donnie was obviously struggling with one of his sketches, as he tapped the pencil repeatedly on the paper

● "And if you move this, to there?" you suggested, pointing at the parts you talked about. Not that you were an expert, but being around Donnie exposed you to his designs enough to make a good guess

● "(y/n), you're a genius! I love you!" he said, taking your face into his hands to land a quick kiss on your cheek. "I love you more" you giggled. "That doesn't sound correct, because I love you more, but I'd have to do the calculations later"

● "Well, according to MY calculations, I love you more", you pushed his shoulder playfully. He laughed as he went back to his prints. "I will give the victory to you this once, but next time I'll even have graphs to prove my point". "Donnie, no". "Donnie, yes!"

⬤⬤ Mikey ⬤⬤ ● Mikey and you sat back to back, he was doing some collages and you did your own projects. A pretty chill day, being honest

● It didn't surprise you when his voice perked up above the music you had playing in the background, to casually say "I love you!" in the cheerful tone he usually has. "I love you too, in fact, I love you more!" you replied, leaning a bit more into his shell, giving him a playful shove

● Mikey turned around enough to now be side by side, hugging you tightly like that, pressing his cheek to yours. You returned the hug as much as you could, laying your hands atop the arm surrounding your front

● "Nuh-uh, I love you moooore!" he said. You giggled. "Nope! I love you more". "No, I love you more, (y/n)" "No, I love you more" "No, I love you more". You and Mikey were the couple of "Noo, you hang uuup~", and it showed, it extended to this kind of "banter" too

● However, this one ended soon enough after you heard the collective groaning from his brothers. You both just laughed one more time before resuming your activities, though, you kept the cheesy lovey-dovey grins, just to bother the others~

[pariahsparadise]

6/10

requested by anonymous: IRIS ''do you wanna make out?'' Will Byers “I don’t want you to be disappointed.” Male reader The readers all nervous and insecure especially with Will being so forward and not knowing what he’s doing to him (making him all flustered), Will helps him out. (Will kinda acts like and makes the reader flustered like he did in the nightmare themed Drabble)

word count: 400

author's note: thank you so much for this request! i tried to incorporate as much of it as i could. i haven't written much for the 1k celebration event i myself am hosting LOL but with this i'm going to start doing more!

pairings: will byers x male!reader

"Do you wanna make out?"

You jump a little at the blunt question, still not used to how forward Will can be sometimes, when he really lets his guard down around someone. It's a recent discovery, something you only learned after approximately three dates with him. You're over at his house, leafing through an old comic book as he sits next to you on the bed, sketching. The deft, clever strokes of his pen on paper had captured your attention a long time ago, but you didn’t think he had noticed.

Laughing a little nervously, you respond truthfully, “I don’t know, I don’t want you to be disappointed.”

“Why would I be?” Will wonders out loud, carefully capping his pen before setting both it and the sketchbook aside.

“It’s just-” you start, words flowing out of your mouth before they even register in your brain, “I’ve never made out with someone before, I kind of don’t know how it works? It just seems so complicated to me. How much tongue am I supposed to use? When am I supposed to use it? And how? And what if I’m bad at it, what if-”

“You’ll get better,” Will interrupts you, making you flush as you notice his sudden proximity to you, the hand he raises to caress your cheek, the artistic, lithe fingers of his other that trace their way across the back of your neck into your hair, “I can help you practise.”

You only have two seconds to prepare yourself, gasping a quick breath of air before Will steals it from you, kissing you delicately, devastatingly slow. Your body curls closer to his instinctively, hands grasping for purchase in what they can find, be it his thigh, elbow, or shirt. Your mind is filled with nothing but a pleasant hum, warmth expanding in your chest as Will pulls you even closer to him, tangling your legs. All your worries dissipate as Will parts your mouth easily, exploring it confidently while his hand strokes your cheekbone soothingly, his lips pillowy and hot against yours. 

Will finally lets you breathe, releasing you from the kiss, but not letting you move too far, eyes scrutinising yet fond as he takes in your swollen lips and mussed hair. 

“6/10,” is what he finally says, trying to keep a straight face, “You’re right, you’re pretty bad at it. You need a lot more practice.”

“Why, you little-!” you explode, tackling him onto his back, your angry insults cut short by his peals of laughter, but you can’t find it in yourself to be upset. Not even a little bit.

[rockerscentral]

ROCKERSCENTRAL MASTERPOST🎸

(A rockers-related Rhythm Heaven ask blog!)

Info can be found under the line break.

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The Basics: (or the General Info)

This blog serves to be a more creative way for me to share all of the ideas that I had planned out for the Rockers, along with some other guys, mainly following a story-esque format that follows their "backstory" and how they had originally met up to become the well known rock duo they are now!

Following up on the text above, just to clarify and put it straight, the blog will not start out with the both of them right away, and will likely follow the perspective of one or the other.

While there will be art for a bunch of the asks, especially for standard posts that are needed to progress the story, I cannot guarantee that there will be something drawn for each ask, though I do wish to try and do so. That applies to whether it's a colored sketch, actual drawing, a simple doodle, etc.

Some characters may have different names than some that may be commonly used as a fan-name from the fandom, the main case of this going to Student (name being Jamie.)

This whole blog's going to be a headcanon fest, considering how a majority of this is me making shit up for the most part, so please keep that in mind if you see different portrayals for one thing or another.

Additional Notes:

If you are running another character-based blog, it is completely alright to interact with this account! Just keep in mind that this is technically taking place in the past, which means that any asks that are sent that mention anything that could be in regards to any present matters /foreshadows anything about the Rockers will likely be ignored.

While it may not be prevalent for the long run start of this blog, I do ship the Rockers together, and would probably come up at some point very later on when the time comes, so be weary of that if you don't like the ship and such.

This blog is only being run by me, myself and I ( @submaskudari ), so things might be a bit slow depending on the situation.

I will also answer asks that are out of character for those who wish to know anything from me specifically ^_^

Unless there is only one character that's available for asks, please specify who you are sending an ask towards, otherwise it may be pushed back out of confusion.

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Blog Rules:

Don't be a weirdo in the asks LOL

NO METAGAMING.. I have no idea how that'd play out anyways, but this still applies :sob:

Try not to spam the ask box, or be repetitive with asks.. I'm just one guy, and sometimes it might take a moment to spot it.

Transphobia, Homophobia, Racism, Proship, and all of the other bad shit is not welcome here, so please see yourself out if you fall under said criteria.

Please be kind!! I am just a little guy, again.

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# (insert character name) + ask: Asks that are directed to said character #main art reblog: main blog posts that either feature Rockers/ Blog-related content. #refs: Simply the refs I work off of for the characters I draw here. # (insert tumblr user here): Asks sent by said user/blog. #asks: Ask posts in general. #ooc ask: Asks that are related to the blog, but are directed to the blog owner (me) rather than an ic ask for the characters. #masterpost: what do you think LOL #sillyart: probably gonna be labled under shitposts or verrry bad doodles, just goofing around! #rockerscentral: tag for chrono-order posts, asks or non asks

#djschoolcentral: april fools posts (chrono order, too)

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This will be updated time from time as the blog progresses, rather it'd be for rule additions or something else. If anything, I'm probably going to add a blog Q&A for any additional questions that anyone may have, so feel free to ask!

[libraford]

I *love* the motif deck; the composition, the flexibility, your watercolors are wonderfully done, and while I'm hoping to be able to buy it eventually, I'm desperately poor and can't rn (if I can sell some earrings I maybe can though lol) but every time you post a sample reading it's... also dragging me to filth, and strangely tiding me over, so thank you and also wtf how do you do this

I'll be honest, I don't know how I do anything. I'm just trying to make it to Friday.

The Motif Deck was born from an idea I had a couple years ago, which was an oracle deck with no words attached to the cards so that the reader was encouraged to free-associate. But when I was sketching out the thumbnails I only had four colors in my pen set and I was working on it while at a laundromat so I couldn't get more because someone might steal my laundry. But I ended up really enjoying the simplicity of the color scheme so that got stuck in my head for a bit.

The drive to do an oracle deck with no standard meaning came from doing tarot for like six years (at that point, it's more like 10 now). I've always been a really talented reader and I picked up on the concept right away, but the symbols in tarot seemed a little hard to connect with (which lead me to make @thesweeneytarot ). So I started reading based on vibes. Like... what colors do I see most of in this spread, where are the cards facing, what seems out of place, how do we create a story based on what we have in front of us.

Proved effective! I was doing really well on tarot readings. It felt less like divination this way and more like a puzzle, like a story, like a game.

So what if there was a deck that was made for this style of reading? How do you even start that? What would it look like? Could I make something like that? Where do I start?

Then my friend introduced me to a game called Dixit, and it's sister game Mysterium, which uses untitled surreal art cards to tell a story. And I noticed that sometimes the art cards would have similar objects in them, like red ribbons or gold keys or blue fish. And it was interesting to me how the person in the storytelling position would make different associations than I did and I considered this a feature, not a bug.

I toyed a bit with doing divination with Dixit cards, but I found them a bit too obtuse for my liking and there were too many details to get caught up in.

So I was like... okay, I like this. What do I like about this? Let's do this but make it simpler.

...then covid.

So the idea sat on the backburner for awhile.

Then i got back into doing tarot readings and got the itch to try something new, started thinking about That oracle deck again, but now I'm thinking about those primary colors and how I tried like four different color combinations in my thumbnails and couldn't remember what they were meant to mean between them.

Then thinking about color theory. Like actual color theory but also the meme. And how the red ribbons in Dixit could be the strings of fate or they could be streaks of blood, or the red design on the hospital floor could be 'energetic and positive' or they could be... streaks of blood...

Like... sure, colors might have set meanings... to some people. But they also have meanings in their context. The color of a thing tells a story just like the thing itself.

So this is how I came up with the idea of repeating the images in different colorways.

So now we have my elements: no words, no inherent meaning, simple images, repeating objects interacting with each other, and cards repeating in different colorways.

And then the hard part, which was making it. I do actually have an art degree, so making the paintings wasn't difficult for me, but the logistics was hard. Because I had to decide which objects were common enough to be understood by everyone, and I had to pare the number down to something reasonable because this deck was bound to be massive.

Which took another year.

And now it's done! The slow parts go slow and the fast parts go fast.

I'm the kind of person who like... if I get into my head that I want to make something, I'll find a way to make it. And like... my philosophy for making things has always been that I intend to sell one, and that's to myself. But if I like it, someone else might, so I make it available for other people.

But I'm really glad that other people like it or are even just curious. Like, when you're making a 'product' (which almost feels rude to call something that I did for myself) the hardest part is getting people interested in it. So the fact that so many people think it's cool makes me so happy. (Am I cool now???)

Thank you!! And sorry for the overshare. I just got really excited.

[heymrspatel]

🌟 weekly tag wednesday 🌟

i haven't done one of these in a bit, but i wanna jump back into them! so yoohooo let's gooo! i was tagged by @darlingian @metalheadmickey @mybrainismelted @too-schoolforcool @firecrxtch @lingy910y @sgtmickeyslaughter and @juliakayyy 💙✨

how is your day going?: good. comfy. i woke up in a very cute mood! although, it's another slow one, i've been feeling very time warpy and floaty lately.

are you okay?: yea. yea! i'm at a nice little plateau 🥰

what is your favourite shade of your favourite colour?: blue like the deep ocean. green like the deep forest.

are you single?: 🙂

are you happy about that?: 🙂

what age do you feel in your brain?: definitely not like i should be in my 30s lol it's funny, i was talking about this the other day. about how covid hit when i was 29 and i don't feel like i've aged in the meantime. but at the same time i feel decades older.

do you feel like the good times are behind you or ahead of you?: hmm i think this is one of those "it can be both" type of things. lots of good behind me, lots of good ahead of me (i fucking hope!)

do you have a best friend?: yessirrr

did you have a childhood pet?: yea! i had two little budgies. one green, one blue. we also had a little kitty.

do you sing or whistle around the house?: oh my god, yes... i don't whistle. but, look, i think there's a song always bouncing around up there and i just gotta at least hum it sometimes. and if music is playing and i know the lyrics, i'm singing.

do you light candles or incense?: i do! i love candles very much. a big plus if they've got those wood crackling wicks!

are you busy Friday night?: nope. i'm busy saturday night though!

if you were a circus performer which act would you be in?: uuhhh me perform? n-no... i shan't. but i do like that aerial silky thingy!

what is your favourite outfit?: this depends on the day! but usually it's a colorful top, ripped blue jeans, combat boots, and a leather jacket. hoops, buncha rings, and watch. some eyeshadow that'll make my eyes pop and a berry colored lip.

what's the last thing you created?: completed? my wedding boys. wip? i keep reworking a sketch for the gift exchange.

what is your favourite fic or book of all time?: my god i don't know! all time is a lot of time and i suddenly forgot everything i've ever fucking read!

what are you looking forward to?: some time off work in two weeks! seeing my friend on saturday! feeling the sun on my face!

what can put you immediately in a better mood?: a little quiet time. perhaps a nap. being silly with people that i trust.

do you like hugs?: i do i doooo! but like i really gotta want to and trust you lmao

what is something you wish people understood about you?: i'm just a little meow meow, you know? small and round and soft, with the sharpest little claws you've ever seen!

feeling a little shy tonight, so i'm skipping the tag! but, still, if you're reading this, i'm giving you a teenie tiny little leaf 🌱

[shiny-miltank]

A leche hobbies update:

Update on knitting adventures: almost done with a scarf I started 🤔 dropped stitches everywhere but it really helps with my adhd to have something in my hands to play with while feeling like I’m working towards something! Don’t think I’ll show it off though LMAO, it’s ugly as a scarf but I like it as a “baby’s first scarf” to look back on when I get better. And it’s warm :)!

Other thing: picked up a sewing machine from the good will and still in really great shape and working! Its old and has character and I love it HAH. I’m learning from my abuelita on her own machine. It’d be great to combine this and knitting to make essentials and to repair clothes that really need it.

Drawing/not really a hobby it’s my “Jobby”: sorry for being a lil slow on updates! I got a little bit of burnout and I really want to finish summers commissions so I can clear my schedule more. I’m just about done so I’m no longer chipping on three projects at a time between my full time job oof-but do know they are being worked on. I’ve got adoptables on the way and sketching the next ask-n update! I’ve also been keeping an eye on other places to post like insta and bluesky but I feel like I need to like…observe? Some more? Before committing and learning whole new platforms and posting schedules bleh.

I got other projects in the pipeline, one including a pmd thing, more Paldea headcanons and what not and some certain purple psychic cat things returning. But all in due time! Can’t overwhelm myself : 0

And a little bit of a rant or ramble about perhaps dropping a longtime hobby I’ve had and feeling sad about it beneath the cut ;( but if you’ve read this far thanks! Love ya’ll for supporting me!

I think a handful of you? Know I roleplay on this platform and have for a good seven? Eight? Years. It’s fun, a lot of my ideas and headcanons and art I’m known for were actually jump started by some random thread or idea from between my rp partners and what not. The Mewtwo blog, ask-n, scarlet turo and etc etc were old muses or ideas that turned into their own thing. It’s always been so easy to write and collaborate your ideas with the rp community you’re in and it becomes it’s whole big thing!

But I know it hasn’t always been the healthiest hobby for me after awhile but esp when I want to focus on content creation as a job that I’m really into. I no longer have the time to maintain plots and characters despite being so determined to stick to it. It’s becoming more of a distraction of just scrolling down the rp dashboard out of FOMO more then anything and heck I can’t even see most of it as a lot of events and verses and etc I blacklist to attempt to curb anxiety and distractions which haven’t been working lately 🤔 I still get lots of anxiety.

That and the community’s changed really. I know every old rper has typed their piece on “back in the good old days-“, leaves their blog and doesn’t give any useful advice or attempt to change the narrative lol. I don’t want to do that.

And it’s not the communities fault either. It’s natural for spaces to change to help new ideas and new people come in. It just means maybe it’s no longer meant for me and that’s okay. If anything it’s more how my friends I’ve been with for all my time there have left or are leaving. There’s a disconnect I can’t seem to get over no matter what new muse or idea I promote esp when I’m no longer comfortable in the space I enjoyed for so long. I never had to block so many things before and again not the communities fault and none of the things I’m blocking are unsavory, it’s more like my tastes and likes and dislikes and what I have spoons for have just become different over so long. It’s totally a me thing.

It’s in my mind that maybe it’s okay to let it go since I’m getting so hyped for my newer hobbies and the ideas I have for my art/comics. I don’t have the time anymore to dedicate so much energy on it like I use to esp when even over all my work Im still figuring out my adhd after getting diagnosed officially, new meds, the other mental diagnosis that makes the mental soup in my head alongside other life stuff.

I owe rp in general for helping me get that creative spark and through a lot of tough, long dark times. It’s provided me with the escapism and outlet since like, forever. I started rping in ye old Neopet neomail days and haven’t stopped since besides the occasional period that didn’t last long. Who knows maybe this is just a rut and I’ll feel better tomorrow or next week or something. Could be the change of seasons where my seasonal depression kicks in but I’m not quitting yet but it’s somewhere in the funky mind palace as I navigate this weird patch.

Thanks if you’ve read my ramblings this far! I wish there was a way to reward peeps who read through my long jargon? It just feels good to know I can scream into the void and sometimes I’ll have one or two people nod at me in understanding. Idk, I’ll think of something—

[saevus-brutalis]

— WIP WEDNESDAY (and updates in general)

tagged by; @onlymeandlife thxthx (i’m so bad at doing tags as of recent dhjesb)

posting this very late but oh well

i have too many unfinished old sketches than i’d like to admit 😔 but i’m gonna share a snippet of two three most recent projects i’m working on atm

edit; since making this draft i made some more sketches but they’re 😬 rOUGH to say the least so enjoy my favorite ones

tagging 😳; @noirapocalypto @katsigian @spicyraeman (not sure if y’all been tagged in this but if you have something cool to share you’re invited 😼 no pressure as always tho!)

— art

finally dusting off Vincent 😮‍💨

last time o drew him was in uhhh june??? (may?? ig coz i was tryna get that piece done for pride month but—)

yea it’s been a while :]] but he’s back; you may not have seen him as of recently but i’ve been working on him behind the scene (aka lore dumping on whoever would listen lol)

it’s mostly coz i didn’t know what to draw of him, didn’t have any inspiration, and his face turns out good once in a blue moon but let’s not talk about that dhdhdh

but earlier this month i had a ✨ vision ✨ of him in a suit and we’re here now 😮‍💨

once in a while i like putting my man in fancy/designer clothes okay 🤨

cheeky closeup of some details ✨😌

a huge project i’ve been working on since the beginning of december (or maybe since last week of november even); so i don’t wanna show too much before it’s finished 🤫

you could see a bit more in my 2023 art summary (mostly just Dion sitting there in all his glory) but there’s still a bit more. it’s a first proper illustration with a full background for me so the work is going slow

still need to fix a perspective on one thing, perhaps redraw Dion’s face, coz i’ve been experimenting with that; but the lineart is pretty much all done. all it needs is to pick a color scheme, block out colors and start shading (the worst part arguably)

very proud of this one and i’m excited to finish it and show the whole thing 🥺🥺

and last but not least some studies of my beloved tiefling child

trying different head and nose shapes for that guy but it also kinda turned into an expression study? kinda?

[phreakedupdee]

Back during HF (prerequisite school thing for Uni), during particularly difficult to focus on classes, I started making these red landscapes. It was about 2011-13. Recently, while having some downtime at work, I've come back to them.

This is from a few days ago (7/7-23) and made with fineliners and a cheap red marker on "layout paper".

More examples and experiments, the old drawings and musings about the process below the fold.

It started out as a productive way of slowly letting time pass. Doing something monotonous but creative, which would take a long time to finish. All I had was the note-paper and whatever was in my pencil case (Which to be fair, was well stocked).

These two are from back then, probably a couple of days apart, probably took a few days each. I don't remember. The left one, the one with the "waterfall" was my first attempt. The one on the right was the third, after a bit of experimenting on what worked and didn't. The second attempt of experiments are further down.

I've removed the holes from the paper digitally, just for transparency (lol)

Recently, I've had a lot of wait time at work. InDesign is bloated and slow, my computer is quite a bit lacking in RAM and the books we are working with atm is quite heavy. So, I've had some time while waiting for files to export, books to package and documents to open. This has resulted in some experimenting.

The top-left one was the second made after getting back into the flow of the process. The first one is not much different, so not included. I hadn't seen the originals for years, so there are some very obvious differences, but the elements are there. The top-right one was made more as an experiment: what if I make ruler-lines to space out the clouds. I like the effect. More geometric, but it does take away from the original, ominous feeling.

After the experiment (see also the bottom right drawing in the following picture.) I dug out the old drawings and referenced them, as you can see on the bottom right post-it (which is still WIP). The bottom left one is abandoned.

It's both a meditative and obsessive process. Most of the drawings (All those shown here) are made without a sketch. I prefer to just jump into it, slowly building up the layers of mist and rock formations.

The biggest problem is that I get absolutely swallowed up by the process. When I've started, I have a very hard time stopping again. It gets into my brain and continuing working on it becomes all I can think about.

I have to take breaks and I have to aggressively force myself to do so, as the tiny little lines in these does a number on my wrist and forearm. And I'd like to keep those for as long as possible. I have to physically remove myself from my desk, as I have proven myself able and willing to work through the pain.

So I'm taking a break between drawings so I can maybe focus on something else. Like making this post lol

Thank you for reading <3 I very much appreciate it.

[katastrophic-n3vulaa]

I prefer traditional drawing because im shit at digital, but im learning (slowly)

13 years!

I've been taking classes every wednesday for 11 years.

the closest thing i have to an art blog is this. i don't post a lot though, because i am mostly getting back into drawing after a slump and using references (and i forgot where i got them from and i REFUSE to not credit my reference)

i love drawing people :D

backgrounds. or landscapes. i dont like em. or fabric, whilst im talking about things i dont like drawing.

the majority of my drawings i use references for, but as i said in q.4, i need to get better at remembering where i got my references from so i can credit.

i'd be very happy to draw professionally, but i don't. i do commissions when asked, though

on an average day, i spend about an hour, depending on work levels and my adhd and i getting along.

confident? no. trying to be confident as i improve? slowly.

at least 15, im not sure

yeah!! please ask me. i like talking about my art.

i love drawing things for other people, as long as its something i'm good at so i know i wont let them down.

i want to collaborate with others, but idk how to start it.

to finish an actual artwork: >10 hours, to do a sketch: 0.5-2 hours, and finished works imma throw in the bin: 1-2 hours.

I draw more than i used too, but i have less time to do it.

Depends on what they're asking about and whether they're willing to listen, if i give them art advice.

i'm working on fabric/textures when im doing my hyperrealistic WIP, and aside from that, poses and perspective with people.

The thing that i find hardest is textures. the highlights in fabric, etc. for digital art, i'm just trying to get used to it lol.

people! i like people. i'm good at people, so it's easy: i like doing busts because i dont always have to do fabric for that.

I do like to challenge myself! if i find it challenging, that's good! it means i can improve.

improving steadily? nope. improving slowly over time? i really hope so!

i do more fanart at the moment. it's more fun and easier to do as i deal with stress and creative blocks.

i do feel... jealous isn't the right word. i wish i could do it? i had the skills? so yeah, a little bit jealous, but moreso admiring.

i draw both listening to music and in silence, but i like talking to people when i draw.

i'm not technically a digital artist, but i'm trying to learn (slowly) and i use procreate and i'm planning to get... i think it's called IbisPaint. I dont remember.

again, i dont think i count here because i'm still learning, but as i learn sketches and then line art then base colours then shading then rendering, i use about 10< layers? it's a dramatic change from traditional art, so it's slow-going.

oh... it's hard to choose, but i would say my favourite medium(s) are graphite/lead pencils and charcoals. watercolours+coloured pencils are also fun though.

When i start a new piece, i make sure that whatever i'm doing it on can fit the scaled up version of the reference. then guidelines, then movement lines, then planning circles/anatomy.

I think it's the drive to create that makes me a better artist. that, and i get more dopamine from my dopamine-starved ADHD brain when i actually like something i've made.

Artist Asks!

Do you prefer traditional drawing, or digital?

How long have you been drawing?

How many classes have you taken?

Do you have a DeviantArt, personal website, or art blog?

What’s your favorite thing to draw?

What’s your least favorite thing to draw?

How often do you use references?

Do you draw professionally, or just for fun?

How much time do you spend drawing on an average day?

Are you confident about your art?

How many art-related blogs do you follow?

Is it okay for people to ask you about your process?

Do you prefer to keep your art personal, or do you like drawing things for other people?

Do you ever collaborate with others?

How long does an average piece take you to complete?

Do you draw more today than you did in the past, or do you draw less?

Do you think you’re justified in giving other people art advice?

What are you currently trying to improve on?

What is the most difficult thing for you to draw?

What is the easiest thing for you to draw?

Do you like to challenge yourself?

Are you confident that you’re improving steadily?

Do you draw more fanart, or more original art?

Do you feel jealous when you see other people’s art, or inspired? (Be honest!)

Do you like to draw in silence, or with music?

For digital artists: what program(s) do you use?

For digital artists: how many layers does a typical piece require?

For traditional artists: what medium do you like most? (Pencil, charcoals, etc)

For traditional artists: How do you usually start on a big piece? (Light sketch, colored lead, sketchpaper, etc)

What inspires you to not just make art, but to be a better artist?

[smallestapplin]

May I request an Artist S/O with the twins and your choice?

So like, I imagine before they met, the S/O was on a train and started sketching the twins or the S/O was hired to draw something for the gear station or something.

For who ever you choose as well something similar like Piers? Hired as an artist to draw a poster for a concert of his

Guzma? Graffiti artist. It’s all I really need to say lol /hj

The imagination is wild!

- holding twins anon

Of course! Anything for you.

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🔲Ingo🔲

- you were hired to draw the subway itself during a busy day.

- It was suppose to be for a commercial documentary type on the history of the Gear station.

- And the subway bosses were happy to allow this.

- But you were so caught up on drawing the station of a busy day that you didn’t notice that the subway boss who was in your frame a second ago was gone, you had already finished drawing him into the art piece.

- But he was behind you, staring in awe at your abilities.

- He was entranced by the beauty and detail you put into your work.

- He didn’t mean to scare you!

- “My deepest apologies! I didn’t mean to startle you, I was just in awe of your artistic abilities!”

- You forgave him but asked he make himself known before doing that, you don’t want to accidentally place a line in the work.

- He was so flustered but agreed.

- Ingo began to spend more time around you after that.

- He just loves watching you work. (He would absolutely watch videos of people real time drawing cause it’s relaxing to him.)

- You most likely get asked out once your job is done.

- Ingo has truly enjoyed your time and company and would like to keep doing it!

- Never asks you to draw anything for him.

- But you draw him cuddling the house pet Litwick he will cry and that will be his pride and joy.

- Pictures go on the fridge or in a picture frame.

🔳Emmet🔳

- it was a low and slow day at the station. So while finishing up safety checks on the subway he decided to take a bit of a break and sat down.

- He did so across from you.

- There is about three other people in this particular cart so he allowed himself to relax a bit.

- Taking his hat off and revealing a little jolkit in his cap.

- Emmet saw you had been sketching things your ride but when he looks over he sees it’s him

- Sure the main focus was the baby spider in his hat but your skills are amazing!

- He just watches you do so, completely in awe.

- The details you put into it are amazing and his jolkit looks even cuter in your drawing!

- Before you got off the train he ran up to you and just starts gushing about your artwork.

- He will leave your face flushed by the end of it.

- And he ends up giving you his number!

- Also if you could print that-

- “Verrry pretty! I like it! I like it a lot! So cute!”

- Emmet is so smitten by you and your work.

- He tried asking you out via art, but he fails miserably and just says ‘we should date! I like you!’

- All artwork gets the highest jolkit and galvantula honor!

- The babies approve and so does he!

- Will fist fight someone if the bash your work.

- He is approaching.

🎸Piers🎸

- hires you for his concert poster cause he probably saw your work online and was impressed.

- He also hates snooty people so a up and coming artist is his go to.

- And damn was he impressed!

- The concert posters turned out amazing.

- The lighting, the shading, the vibrant colors! You got it all perfectly!

- He pays you handsomely for your work.

- And keeps praising it.

- He won’t stop.

- In the week of you working for him, Marnie asks you out for him in front of him.

- Piers was dying when she did that, his face bright red, but you agreed to and he damn near fainted.

- Constantly talks about you.

- “Who made your concert posters they are amazing!”

- “That would be my equally amazing partner, they drew that up and I was so impressed and down bad.”

- You probably get a bunch of messages from big companies all through out Galar cause of his bragging.

- We love him.

- Piers has the first poster you made hanging up on his bedroom wall in a picture frame, it’s never leaving.

💀Guzma💀

- He started seeing really well done graffiti art close to Po town.

- The bright vibrant colors of the spray paint but also the detailed art work that popped on the wall.

- He was intrigued.

- He caught you by complete accident.

- You were just spray painting another brightly colored piece when he, a hood distance away, scared his GolisopodX who knocked him back and sent him flying towards you.

- You jump, confused and conceded for the dazed man now knocked through a shrub.

- “Nice work.”

- “Umm thank you? Do you need help? Are you okay?”

- You weren’t anything like he expected.

- And he loves it.

- You two bond over this, he just spray paints the team skull logo and some dumb things, while yours look like they belong in a museum of sorts.

- Gets pouty that your version of his logo is better than his.

- Guzma’s a baby but hush.

- Sometimes makes requests if you wanna hear them.

- “Guzma I’m not drawing something so crude on Nani’s station.”

- “Oh come on! It’ll be funny.”

[babybluebex]

laszlo kreizler nsfw alphabet

so yeah this... Happened. the zemo version is coming soon, stay tuned! (probably tomorrow morning bc a bitch is tired lmao)

(gif credit to @lindir)

A = Aftercare.

Laszlo is such an aftercare king. He’s checking on you in every way he can think of: asking you if you feel alright, maybe massaging your hips if he had you in a weird position, offering you dinner or wine, maybe even a hot bath, if you’d like (and the bath would have special perfumed oils he had sent from Paris because Laszlo is SUCH a self care whore, he’s got soaps and perfumes out the wazoo).

B = Body Part.

His favorite part of yours are your breasts. No questions, hands down. He likes using your breasts as a pillow at night— just settling himself between your legs and resting his head on your tits is a dream he indulges in frequently. He also really loves seeing you in the new French-style of dresses that have a lower neckline, and, if you wear one of those dresses to dinner without telling him beforehand, he’s as good as gone. He’s staring the whole time and can only manage simple sentences.

C = Cum.

I think Laszlo likes to cum inside you, but he also wouldn’t mind cumming on your tits. If you’re on your knees, sucking him off, he’ll pull himself out of your mouth and almost rip your blouse in his haste to set your tits free before his orgasm rips through him. He only chooses to cum inside you if he can’t cum on your tits (for example, if you’re having slow, kissy sex and he can’t bear to leave your wet heat).

D = Dirty Secret.

Laszlo. Loves. To. Be. Degraded. From a psychological standpoint, he understands that his desire to be brought down and ridiculed is born from some sort of childhood trauma that DEFINITELY involves his father, but he just can’t help himself from getting so ridiculously turned on when you call him a dog for humping your leg while you try to sleep. Bonus points if you use his title while you do it: “Just like a little bitch in heat, aren’t you, Doctor Kreizler? You’re so aroused, you can hardly handle yourself. Are you too dumb to touch your own cock? Do you need me to do it? Oh, Doctor, what a dumb little thing you are.”

E = Experience.

Even Daniel himself has said that Laszlo has like NO experience. Laszlo got ZERO bitches (which I find hard to believe but ok whatever you say, writers of The Alienist), so, the first time y’all have sex, he’s more likely than not losing his virginity (let’s not get into the debate of “virginity is a social construct” because a.) IT IS and b.) Laszlo would lecture for hours about this). HOWEVER, these things come naturally to him. He is just Good In Bed. He figures it out very quickly, so, while you make fun of him for going a little stupid when he’s aroused, he makes up for it by bruising your cervix and apologizing later.

F = Favourite Positions.

Laszlo loves that soft, slow, kissy sex, so he’s into whatever position makes it possible for him to be inside you and to kiss you at the same time. Missionary is a go to, but sometimes he’ll have you sit on his desk and kiss your neck as he hikes your skirts up and fucks you all slow and nice.

G = Goofy.

Hardly ever? Laszlo is pretty serious most of the time, and the only time we ever see him Not Serious in the show is when he’s wasted after John’s bachelor party in season 2. So, maybe y’all went to dinner at Delmonico’s, then a ball for members of high society, and he had a little too much champagne and schnapps. He’s not like giggling and all, but his cheeks are red and he’s smiling more than usual, and calling you sweet names “Oh, mein Kätzchen” and “Meine kleine Prinzessin”. That’s Laszlo’s version of goofy.

H = Hair.

OK, my train of thought here is: LOOK AT THIS MAN’S BEARD. HIS BEARD IS NICE AS SHIT. If he treats his facial hair that good— regular trims, the beard oils we all know he uses, even if it isn't strictly canon— then his downstairs hair is nice too. Definitely soft, if maybe a little wiry sometimes (but tbh whose isn’t), and it’s a nice little cropping at the base of his cock. He also has a thin happy trail up his soft tummy, and a good amount on his chest (as we see in the show lol that much is canon).

I = Intimacy.

Laszlo is ALL ABOUT intimacy. You’ll know he’s in a ~mood~ because you’ll ask what’s being served at Delmonico’s that night, and Laszlo is like “I thought we might stay in tonight. John gave me his grandmother’s recipe for chicken soup”. He’ll light candles and pour you wine and play nice music on his gramophone, and he’ll romance you throughout dinner with little hand touches and sly smiles, until he’s kneeling in front of you and slowly kissing up your leg.

J = Jack-Off.

Honestly, he hardly does it. Of course, I’m sure he did it A LOT before he met you, but now he doesn’t need to pleasure himself anymore. He’s got you to do that. The only exception is if he has to travel for work and you can’t go with him. Even then, he’ll hold off until he absolutely can’t stand it, and then he’ll like read a letter you sent him or look at a sketch that John did of you while he whacks off; sometimes, he’ll just hold your letter to his face, and the faint trace of your perfume is enough to do the job.

K = Kink.

He likes impact play a lot (and perhaps a little roleplay wrapped up in it). On the rare occasion that his fucking is anything but soft and lovely, he’s gonna be hitting your ass and the backs of your thighs as you cling to him while he rails you stupid. Laszlo would try to hit your cheek, but he feels too bad when you wince at the pain of it. Spanking your tits is good to him too. His favorite though (and here’s where the roleplay comes in), is caning your ass. He’ll bend you over the desk in his home office and pull your skirts up past your hips, and he’ll make you count the amount of times his thick wooden cane connects with your soft asscheeks. The roleplay is, more often than not, you were his assistant who did something wrong and needed to be punished. If you miss one or forget to thank him accordingly “Thank you, sir”, he’ll focus the next hit on your thighs.

L = Location.

Either the bed or his desk. Laszlo is a little older (I don’t think we ever get an explicit age? But if we say he’s the same age as Daniel, then he’s 40 to 42-ish) so he can’t do it against a wall or anywhere too crazy (not to mention his right arm can hardly support much weight, so if he needs to hold you up, it’s probably not gonna happen). The bed is a special time for you two because of his arm; he’ll hold himself up with his left arm and rest his hand on your hip or wherever to give himself at least a little leverage. But the desk is usually easier because you can sit, or you can bend over and he can grab your hip.

M = Motivation.

He loves you and wants to worship you. It’s truly as simple as that. He loves you and thinks that you’re the most beautiful creature he’s ever seen, and he wants to show his reverence for you by making love to you.

N = No.

He can’t get into the role of “daddy”, nor can he call you “mommy”. Childhood trauma aside, he will be goddamned if Sigmund fucking Freud is correct about his bullshit Oedipus complex or whatever, so he just eliminates that whole thing entirely.

O = Oral.

He’s very good at it. He’s just… His lips are soft and his beard is good, and he’s not afraid to get a little messy with it. He’ll eat you out until he absolutely has to come up for air, and he’ll have a little bit of your wetness clinging to his mustache, but then he’s right back in it. His medical degree is also put to good use here because he remembers his female anatomy and he’s locked onto your clit the entire time. The first time you ever squirted, it was because Laszlo was nipping at your clit and sucking your wet little hole and pressing his thick fingers into you, and it was A Lot To Process, but you squirted and Laszlo came in his pants instantly because he’s like “I didn’t think women could actually do that… I thought that was a thing that penny novels made up”

P = Pace.

Again, he’s a little older, so he doesn’t fuck like some wild boy. He takes his time with you, touching you and caressing you and kissing you, and his pace is the same way. He’s slow and gentle, but has the capacity to go faster and harder if you ask for it.

Q = Quickie.

Hates them. Never. Never ever ever. If he can’t properly romance you and take his time with you, then what’s the point??

R = Risk.

Surprisingly, Laszlo is a little schemer, and he loves running a risk. He’s already looked down upon by other society members, so what’s the harm in squeezing your ass at a party? PERHAPS it’s inappropriate to get caught in a dark corner with your hand down his trousers and him kissing your neck, but it’s easy to blame it on the alcohol.

S = Stamina.

Once more, he is firmly middle aged, so he can do one round— maybe two, if he’s feeling particularly frisky. Usually, though, one is more than enough for both of you.

T = Toy.

HAVE YALL SEEN SEX TOYS FROM THE 1890S?? SHITS ARE SCARY. Laszlo does not like toys, but he understands their need for existing, so he may not like them but he tolerates them. That being said, he likes to watch you use them. LIke, he’ll sit in a chair by the bed and request you “put on a good show”, and he’ll watch you fall apart, and he’ll only come and touch you if you beg and plead for him to.

U = Unfair.

Mhm, so, in Laszlo’s mind, sex and pleasure are not just a give and take, it’s a two way street. They can (and often need to) coexist. He doesn’t like to initiate something if you won’t be able to reciprocate, so he’s not too into teasing or things. At the aforementioned parties, he’ll only goose your ass if he knows you’re 100% down for it.

V = Volume.

He’s fairly quiet. His mouth is usually really close to your ear, and you’re the only one who gets to hear his pretty little noises. The loudest he’ll be is when he’s come home after traveling and it’s felt like ages since he’s made love to you, he’s gonna come inside you, and his little gasp and moan are louder than usual.

W = Wild Card.

He is down to be tied up. He doesn’t like to tie you up, but if he’s the one being restrained, he’s all over it. It’s nothing too intense, just using a ribbon for your hair to tie his left hand to the headboard, not super tight but enough to make his fingers a little tingly, but he loves it. He loves the switch of the dynamic, how he’s fully at your mercy and you can use him however you please; usually, you just suck him off and ride him, but the endless possibilities get him hard as soon as you pull out the ribbon.

X = X-Ray.

Laszlo has Big Dick Energy, so he has to have a big dick. The best example of this sort of energy is in the very first episode after he goes and interviews Wolf, and comes to speak to Teddy, and Teddy is like “you interviewed the suspect? On whose authority??” and laszlo is like “Mine” like OH HIS DICK IS BIG I KNOW IT. He’s got an above average length and girth, but we know our man likes to eat, so some of his weight goes to his dick, so it’s like,,, He’s got a fat cock, sorry, I don’t make the rules

Y = Yearning.

Constantly. Neverending. He’s at work and he’ll catch a glimpse of a pastel drawing that you commissioned from John for Laszlo’s birthday that sits in a frame on his desk, and his heart starts to hurt from missing you. When he comes home, he’ll embrace you and kiss you like he hasn’t seen you in years, and he’ll want to hear all about your day. You have your doctor so whipped for you, and it’s a different kind of whipped than being pussy whipped. He’s, like, feelings whipped.

Z = ZZZ.

He’s a sleepy little baby after you guys finish. His eyes will be a little heavy and sticky as he’s cleaning up and caring for you (and you definitely coo at him “Oh, Las, you’re so sleepy!”) but when you’re both back in bed, our little man is circling his arm around your waist and nuzzling his cheek into your shoulder. He’s so soft and affectionate, and he’s out like a light when you kiss his forehead and tell him you love him.

[hypherr]

Hi, I am contacting you because I saw you mentioned somewhere that you have adhd, and I was wondering how did you still reached such incredible level. I have adhd too, and drawing has always been my passion also. But despite a whole life of practice, and doodling almost all the time, I always had a very hard time to understand anatomy and other technics, and because of adhd, I can’t focus neither motivate myself consistently to learn technics. I am also very inconsistent to draw proper illustrations, and also struggle to get things finished. Because of this, I have the feeling that I will never improve, and I gave up my life dream to become an illustrator. So, I was wondering how did you reached such incredible level despite of adhd difficulties, and if you had some helpful tips. Best regards.

Hey dude! Yeah, I can totally give you some tips that worked for me up until I got medicated :D I know a LOT of folks have to deal with ADHD, so I’m more than happy to try and give you some advice. 

I will preface that I tend to hyperfixate on things like drawing, so I put 200% effort into learning about it and I enjoy trying new methods of painting/drawing/whatever else. It’s still moreso reliant on the individual artist, but the below list is what I do and have done that kept me going:

Make studying into something that is interesting. By that I mean you don’t have to simply draw/study a pose for life drawing, you can make it interesting by drawing a character in that pose/doing that action so that it becomes something you’re more invested in instead of something you’re doing to just get better. I usually draw my OCs in the poses that I’m studying from pinterest or whatever, and it makes the process a lot more fun -

Do what YOU want, not what others say you should do. Not every style or process is for everyone. Stick with what interests you and it’ll make your ADHD brain happier. Getting trapped into the idea of “Oh, I should be good at line art” or “Oh, I should be really good at drawing in X style” when you’re not really interested in either of those things will bore you to no end. Personally, I settled with the fact that I don’t have patience for line art, I loathe using opaque brushes, and I despise having a million layers on my paintings. SO, I don’t do a line art pass; I just clean up my sketch layer which becomes my line art, I don’t use opaque brushes, and I keep my layers really limited. My way of drawing and painting is kinda unorthodox and I always have to explain it to clients when I send WIPs (I’m srs the way I work confuses ppl, especially non-artists lol), but the end result is always what they hired me for, so there are no complaints. Plus, I am MUCH comfier drawing and painting in my own “unique” way, and they’re cool with that. **NOTE: I still recommend checking out tutorials and such, but don’t feel like the artist who created the tutorial is god and that you must follow their teachings to a T. Ex. I love the artist kawanocy, and I have some Patreon stuff from him. His art process is too slow and clinical for me personally, but I still take bits and pieces from his teachings to incorporate them into my own workflow/my own art hacks. -

Only study when you want to. Naturally this doesn’t apply to you being in school for art (sometimes u gotta cry and just study away for an assignment), but if you’re not in the mood for drawing/studying, just don’t do it. It’s fine to take some time off!! I’ve had periods of months w/o drawing, especially during summer when I was in Uni. Sometimes you need to wait for inspiration to find u again -

Study from artists you admire and it won’t feel like studying.  FIRSTLY do not steal from artists you admire, just study their work. It is fine to trace AS LONG AS YOU DO NOT POST IT AND/OR CLAIM IT AS YOUR OWN WORK. DO NOT DO THAT. I REPEAT, DO NOT CLAIM TRACED WORK AS YOUR OWN WORK. IT IS NOT YOUR OWN WORK. IF YOU POST TRACED WORK, YOU ARE STEALING ARTWORK AND BEING DISGRACEFUL AND DISRESPECTFUL TO THE ARTIST. Tracing is fine for STUDYING ONLY because your hand follows the path of the original artist’s hand and you get a literal feel for how they work and where their pen goes. I don’t rlly do this anymore, but I used to, esp when I wanted to do some low-brainpower studying.  The main point of #4 tho is to not be shy abt taking bits of ppl’s style and using it for yourself. Ex: I really really REALLY admire the art of  @/xafeelgood on instagram. I am particularly in love with the way they draw bodies and faces. @/chenbearpig on insta has an amazing style too, and I love love LOVE the way he paints. @/kawanocy has a very beautiful rendering style, and his lighting is v dramatic and impactful.  Obvi there are more ppl I admire than just those 3, but those were a lot of my inspirations with art when I was in uni, and they helped shape my style and made me excited to keep pursuing art and trying their styles/painting methods. You have to find artists who make you excited to keep going, and just study their art a bit, or watch a speedpaint to see how they make such glorious art. It is really fun and I always enjoy trying to breakdown how they do their art stuffs so that I can try and do smth similar!! -

Don’t give a fuck about how fast other people draw, how good other people are compared to you, or your follower count. The most helpful thing I told myself this year that has sent my career and drawing/painting ability into the next level is, “I don’t care.” So what if other people are better than me? So what if I’m not the greatest artist ever? I’m still good. I’m still getting paid. I’m loving art again. I’m still trying hard. I’m just not getting that worked up abt art anymore. It’s HARD to not give a fuck, I know that, but it’s only art. It’s really not that serious. It’s not life or death. You’re just here to have a good time and work towards getting better at illustration/drawing/whatever, yeah? It’s so cheesy, but we all have our own paths to take to get to where we want to go. I have died inside realizing that people who are like 16 are 100x better than me already. I used to feel like shit and like my progress didn’t mean anything compared to how amazing other people are, but now? I just don’t care. I’m doing my own thing and I’m vibing and enjoying my drawing time, and that is all I can hope for!!

That is all I can think of right now u3u I guess a final note to leave off on is that all of these tips probably won’t 100% work for you, and that’s totally cool. Again, it’s highly dependent on the individual, but I still hope some of these thoughts and suggestions can help you find ways to make drawing fun and interesting for you. 

I hope you keep drawing and illustrating, my dude u7u that is the best way to keep getting better

[localspiderboy]

A Work of Art | Albedo x Artist!Male Reader

Summary: Albedo finally lets you sketch him and its very intimate

genre: 18+ , fluff? a little

word count: 1,219

Tags: Exhibitionism? You're watching him m*sturbate, MLM, pre-established relationship, eye contact, praise kink, fingering, assited m*sturbation. Voice kink. Bottom!Albedo, Top!Reader, bad writing lol.

A/n: I have gotten this sudden love for Albedo, I thought of this idea and now I just love it. It's been months since I wrote nsfw so it may be bad. Sorry.

nsfw under the cut

It was well known that Albedo was a skilled artist. Usually drawing things he found interesting and different from normal.

Since the two of you met, you had been the subject of multiple of his sketches. To the point that sketchbooks just filled with you were starting to pile up.

You were an artist as well, but Albedo was much less interested in being a subject. You usually had to sketch him while he was sleeping so he wouldn't object.

That's why you were surprised when he agreed to you sketching him nude. He was the one who added to it, asking if you could sketch him while he was pleasuring himself.

It caught you off guard, but who were you to object. He made it seem like good practice for you to be able to sketch faster. He isn't wrong but you knew there was more to it. Maybe he was thinking of it as an experiment. His curiosity did always get the better of him.

But now as the time approaches, he seems shy.

"This is...embarrassing." His hand covers his face in an attempt to hide his blush. Ironic seeing as he was sitting bare in front of you, the only thing covering him was a blanket draped over his legs.

Amused you looked up from your sketchbook, meeting his gaze momentarily before he looked away from you. A chuckle escaped your lips. He normally wasn't one to be embarrassed. "Why? You've sketched me multiple times, love."

"Yes.. but never like this."

He was right of course. Although you had seen each other naked already, having you sketch him somehow makes it more intimate.

"We don't have to continue if you don't want to."

You smiled softly at your lover in an attempt to comfort him, this time he didn't look away.

"No, I want to do this." He had this look in his eyes that you usually see when he was determined to do something. Seeing that look in his eyes, right now while he is sitting in front of you completely bare was definitely attractive.

"Alright, let's get started then, darling." 

Turning a new page in your sketchbook, turning the pencil in your hand to be able to lightly sketch out his figure. 

Albedo slowly removed the blanket draped over his legs, revealing his member that stood hard against his stomach. One of his hands ran down his chest, the other teasing the tip of his cock rubbing it delicately between his fingertips. A whine escaped his lips when he ran his fingers over his nipple and gripped more of his cock in his hand. 

Your eyes moved quickly between your subject and the page, fleshing out some of the details you wanted to focus on. Like the soft shadows cast by the light of the candles. 

His eyebrows furrowed now that he was stroking his dick with his whole hand. The light from the candles made it easy for you to see the look of pleasure on his face. 

Reaching over to the oil next to him, he poured it into his hands. Shifting his weight to his knees. A moan left his lips as he circled his rim with his finger, shivering slightly at the cold. 

You moved onto a new sketch when he changed positions. 

"You look beautiful." Your voice was just loud enough for him to hear. You tried not to direct him too much but you wanted to be able to see all of him. 

He turned so that his side was facing you, leaning down so his chest touched the floor, his head turned to face you. Albedo's eyes met yours as he pushed the first finger in. His mouth falling open in pleasure. His other hand stilled on his cock, fearing he would orgasm too early. He didn't want to end your sketch session prematurely. But god he is so sensitive. 

Seemingly more than usual. Maybe it was because neither of you partake in sex all that often seeing as you're both so busy. Or because you were there watching him so closely. A shiver ran down his spine just at the thought of you studying him, paying attention to every part of his body, and the fact that you seemed to be enjoying yourself too. 

Slowly he began moving the finger within him. A breathy coming straight from his chest. The position he was in allowed his finger to reach deeper than usual. Eagerly he added another finger, pushing them in slow and deep. 

He tried hard to keep his eyes open to look at you but the pleasure was too much. He could feel it through his whole body. 

Truth be told you had started sketching him less and less. Leaving off with a rough sketch of his pleasure face. Now you focused on those sweet sounds he was making. 

"Look at you, enjoying yourself hm?" 

He could practically hear the smirk you had on your face and that in itself sent another wave of pleasure through him. Your voice always did something for him. Almost as much as- 

"Oh baby, you look so pretty. Does that feel good? You're being so good for me." 

-Praise did. 

He gasped as he heard you whisper the words in his ear. God when had you gotten so close? He didn't even notice. 

"T-the sketch-." He started, a sudden shutter racked through him when your hand replaced his on his cock. 

"-Is done for now~ I couldn't sit back and watch anymore." Nudging your nose against his cheek before kissing down his neck. Your chest was pressed up against his back, slowly stroking his dick, rubbing up against the vein on the underside of his shaft like you know he likes. 

You pressed a slick finger against his rim, sliding it in a long with his own. 

When had you even done that?

Arching his back, starting to feel overwhelmed by all the different sensations. You pressed up against him, lips on his neck, rubbing and teasing at his tip all slow while your fingers moved fast inside him.  "Y-y/n- ah! I-" 

"Sh. Sh. It's okay, let go baby." You whispered in his ear, placing a kiss just underneath, smiling as you did. You loved rendering the great alchemist speechless. 

God your voice. He couldn't focus on anything. Except for the feeling of you so close to him, and the pleasure you brought him. 

It felt like it kept building and building and building. Everything kept stacking up until it fell. A big wave of pleasure ran throughout his body. His mouth hung open, no sounds escaping. His body shook and convulsed against you, white ropes left his cock as you continued to stroke him through his orgasm. Until his body stilled, Albedo took deep breaths, still hazy and unfocused. Humming softly as he felt the kisses on his back, and the whispers of praise in his ear. You stayed like that for a while, hugging him close to your chest. 

You weren't occupied with the idea of him returning the favor, much more concerned with taking care of him. Once he caught his breath you allowed him to get up, cleaned him up a bit. 

"Come, love. Don't you want to see how beautiful you looked?" 

[kassandragreyson]

Qcard Helluva boss!AU

For the last few days I had a crazy AU idea for Qcard ship. Is anyone familiar with the Helluva Boss with Blitzo and Stolas? If no – run to watch, if yes – point the difference. For real! This is so accurate and at the same time AU verse that I am chocking down here. I have a few ideas of how Picard and Q would develop their relationships with grey moral! Picard and obsessively blind! Q, thanks to @yourbuerokrat2 for planting this idea in my head lol. But I see it a bit different so let me show you my pre-fanfic sketches. Sorry for my English tho, not first language lol. Did not check everything well cuz wanted to share the idea ahah.

Let say that Picard’s moral is not that high standard as presented in TNG. Picard as any human is vulnerable to some of the forbidden fruits, including greed to power (in order to save and protect the Federation of course) and egocentrism. The safety of people he loves and the nations of Federation is his main directive and life priority, nothing can stand in between this and him, this is the reason why he is keeping distance in any relationship. So when the god like entity appears on his ship, starting causing some troubles, but after some time, helps, Capitan starts to re-think his priorly made statements regarding Q and his involvement. After all, the Dominion is getting stronger, the Borg approaches the territory and the Starfleet loses its positions. They need a new start. A miracle. They need Q. First, this sounded crazy, but as more Picard thinks of it and more, he reads the death reports over the news, more he becomes tolerant to it and acceptable.

It really helps that Q is into him. His fascination, curiosity and, eventual, flirt, helps Jean-Luc to come closer to the playing games entity and start slow manipulate him, dragging into co-dependent relationships. After all games, all circus performances and dirty talks, there is no single doubt that it all Q’s game that he made up out of his boredom. Picard thinks of it as win-win situation: he breaks Q’s boredom and he, in exchange, helps those who are really in need. After all, if he can keep this trickster out of trouble and make him do something really useful, his body and time not really a high price.

But it is totally different for Q. Oh, this mortal really went deep under his neurons. So stubborn, brave and smart. Such an interesting mix of morality and sort of stupidity. He intrigued Q from the first Farpoint meeting and keeps staying in his thought all the time since then. It is hard to be an almighty immortal creature that is literally is older than most of the galaxies. It is boring, depressing and dark. Too lonely for someone who is craving for partnership and adventure. In Q Continuum, it is not really a common thing to find what to do. You are a god, why would you bother yourself too much? Especially, contacting these mortals and playing exhausting mind games, that they are even uncapable to perceive. Within a second, Q becomes a joke for the whole family, who is being mocked for his vulnerability and blindness. But Q does nor care. All he sees is his fate with Jean-Luc Picard and that they were meant to be together. He finds him as his long-waited soulmate, who is here to learn and teach. This spiritual and even religious thinking is the reason why he does not even bother to read Picard’s mind. Because if he would, he would never been trapped into this toxic co-dependency with someone, who believes it is a casual joke.

It is all started after Tapestry, where Picard finally takes a step to seduce Q and play his little show. It was pretty easy to convince Q to share a bed with him. Entity was so happy and excited, that absolutely lost his mind. He did become more exciting and chaotic, as Picard’s finds, but for Q it was an absolute win! Such a love/touch craving creature, finally got what he wanted (even if it is limited by Picard’s work) and poor little thing does not understand the true meaning of it. His family does. But who will tell him? They are too lazy for their own adventures and this drama, that popped up like that, is the best time spending activity. No one will tell Q a single piece of the truth, because all of this is really helping with boring days and apathy.

Lady Q is mad, she is mad like hell, because he chooses him, simple weak bald mortal and not her! She is furious and anxious for the revenge. At first, she wanted to kill this mortal on his eyes, but after some thinking, she decided that looking how Picard breaks Q’s heart and then becomes the victim of his own actions, will bring her much more pleasurable satisfaction. She does not love Q and never wanted to be with him. Their son is the only thing that keeps her around. So, it is all about her ego and selfishness.

Q’s son probably would help, but due to the young age, teen attitude and his own affairs with Itchib, he hardly notices his dad’s love interest.

Being almost married to Miss Q is extremely hard for Q. They are the same kind but so different. It just does not work the way he wanted it. Junior is the only Q who keeps him from leaving the Continuum. He is the only reason why he still keeps any contact with Miss Q and not trying to destroy their family home during one of his anger episodes.

It is hard to be with Q and he knows that, so when Picard asks him for some favors, he takes it as a request for gifts, the least that he could provide for his love and time. Q truly believes, that it is normal, to be loved only when you prove your worthiness and generosity.

As more they play this game for two, as more both are drowning within. Q is happy with their relationships, but he is not absolutely stupid in his blind obsession. He wants more, not just casual chat and rough fuck in the different part of the Enterprise. He wants dates, kisses, soft and loving attention. He wants more talking and hugging on the pillow. He wants to be allowed to stay overnight, hold Picard at sleep and make a breakfast together. He might be socially awkward and have a lack of experience in human romantic, but he learns, slowly but he does. He looks at the Deanna and Riker, at La Forge and Data. He notices. He is jealous and disappointed.

At the same time, Picard, despite all rumors, has a heart too. He plays his little show, but as longer time passing by, as more he understands that he falls for Q for real. I mean, he is literally the oldest creature he knows, who witness the rise and fall of the empires. It is so tempting not to ask him and not to crave for his knowledge and experience. His archeological part is dying to get him know better. After all, he is craving for something deeper and more real. Q has always been the biggest mystery of his life and to learn about him would be frankly provocative. While his desire and longing for Q raises, his fears of being open and close to someone do so as well.

At one point, Picard goes on the mission, and they are getting trapped by Romulans/Cardassians or whoever. While they are being tortured, Picard getting drugged and hallucinating.  In his dreams, he sees Q, full of light and promising safety. He tries to reach him, get some warm of his hands, but as further he goes, as tighter he feels the golden chain on his neck, that Q holds on another end. The Borg voices are screaming of his fails and desire to be loved. They mock him for his weaknesses and tells that no one will ever love such a cold and indifferent man like him. That even the God is just playing with him like with the pet.

At some point, when they were all about to get killed, Q appears. And no in the bright light as usual, but more in the demonic form. Hard to say if this is the true form of Q or just the way he wanted to appear, but it has an effect for everyone. Including Picard who is speechless and scared, probably in the first time. This power, strength and fear makes him want to hide under the table and hug himself. Despite all the expectations, Q did not kill anyone, just scared. Q is not really a killer or sadistic maniac, as we see from Deja Q he does not like pain, so I would assume he does not like to hurt people around him too. He never for real had hurt neither Picard nor anyone of his crew. But it does not change that he can be the most terrific monster that humanoid brain can perceive.

This makes Picard to re-think his game plan and feelings towards Q.

After some time, he gets another mission and the only way to complete this is to use Q as his “boyfriend” and ask him for a date. All doors are open in front of Q so he has no troubles to get it the right place. Q is absolutely happy; he was asked for a date (for the first time!) and he is not going to mess this up. Right until the point where he figures out that the place belongs to his old enemy, who is using the opportunity to put Q down, by pointing out on his relationship with a mortal. Despite the fight and hard time, after Q delivers Picard back into his quarters, he express his joy with their date. But Picard is silent and uncomfortable. He is embarrassed and scared. The game is not a game anymore and he is tired of pretending.

At this point, I am not sure, whether the Capitan will find out that Q had a real feeling for him or no, but one thing for sure, Q finally sees Picard’s intentions towards him and leaves. He is furious, hurt and hear broken. His family celebrate the end of the drama and mock him afterwards. This might be the end or the beginning of the biggest revenge that the Alpha quadrant have ever see.

[monsterenergysimp]

Permanence

corpse husband x fem!reader 

summary: you meet corpse on a stream and you’re surprised when he reaches out to you 

warnings: cursing, mentions of tattooing

word count: 1.9k

notes: This is proof read but could have missed some stuff. This is my first corpse fic and my first time writing fanfic since I posted that super cringey book on wattpad when I was like 12 or something. I’d appreciate feed back so please reach out to me :)

main blog @itsmysleepover

read part 2 here!

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You were cleaning up your station so you can get home and stream. You loved your day job as a tattoo artist but you also really enjoyed streaming. It started as a way to promote yourself as an artist and the shop you worked at but it eventually became a really fun way to destress at the end of the week (or day if you were really itching to stream). “Hey Y/N was that your last client?” your boss, KC, asked as she walked to the front of the shop and put new flash drawings on the walls.

“Yes ma’am!” You said back excitedly. You finished cleaning your station and tossed your black gloves in the trash. “And you can’t trick me into staying and taking walk-ins,” you joked with her. She rolled her eyes and walked back into her office “It was one time,” she said as you slid on your jacket. As you walked out your phone buzzed in your pocket and you checked to see who had texted you. It was a message from Sean asking if you were free to play Among Us with him and some other streamers. You replied that you were on your way home right now and totally down. You were excited to see who was playing this time around since their Among Us streams are super entertaining and have gotten really popular.

On your way back you tweeted and posted to your Instagram story that you’d be streaming soon and set up all your stuff once you made it home. After a few minutes, you had a couple of thousand people watching. You entered the discord chat and Sean spoke up. “Everyone this is Y/N she’s sensitive so be gentle.”

“It’s nice to finally meet you guys and I’m not gentle, I'm ruthless,” You say into your mic and notice the chat calling you a liar. Everyone was in the lobby waiting for the game to start. “You sound way too sweet to be ruthless,” Corpse said. The countdown started and you were imposter with Charlie.

“This should be fun,” you told the stream. Yout tried playing strategically but after such a long shift your brain was mush. You saw Poki in nav and killed her then vented into shields. Not long after the body was reported and you were sure you were going to get voted out or at least sussed.

“Where was the body?” Felix asked. “Nav and I didn’t see anyone near there so whoever is imposter must have vented,” Corpse responded. Felix spoke up again. “I think I saw Y/N walk that way and I haven’t seen her since.”

Shit, shit, shit shit. “I’m in shield right now so-” you said trying to defend yourself but Charlie spoke up. “I was doing tasks with her earlier and I saw her walk into shields so she’s safe but I’m still not sure about Rae.” Everyone discussed a bit more and some people, including Corpse, voted for you but Rae got the majority vote and was ejected. You released your breath and kept playing being extra careful.  

“Okay, guys that was super close. Corpse knows and is out to get me,” you said to the chat. You were eventually voted off but one round later victory was written across your screen with your ghost and Charlie’s avatar. “Good game guys,” Corpse said.

“I told you guys I was ruthless!”

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You sat at your station doing nothing because a client had canceled a four-hour session. You were listening to music and sketching some stuff but you were bored out of your mind and you didn’t want to leave in case you got a walk-in. The music got quiet as you received a twitter notification saying someone had messaged you. You reached for your phone and saw you had gotten a dm from Corpse.

C: hey :)

You didn’t know what to respond. You were mostly confused as to why he decided to message you out of the blue. Did he want something? But what would he want?

Y: Hii! This is sudden

C: was i bothering you?

    shit sorry!

Y: Youre fine I wasn’t doing anything rn

C: how has your day been

    i dont usually do stuff like this

Y: Im glad you did im doing better now I was so bored

C: what were you doing that was so terrible

Y: NOTHING! thats the problem :(

C: im sure youll find something to do

You stared at his message. Unsure what to respond.

Y: Im gonna give myself a tattoo

C: what?

    NO!

You tossed the needles you used for your tattoo into the sharps box. “Oh my god you didn’t,” KC said. She noticed the wrap on your calve from the tattoo you just gave yourself out of boredom. “It’s not my fault I didn’t have anything else to do!” You said trying to defend yourself. She sighed and just shook her head. “Just go home business is slow today.” It was raining so the shop probably wasn’t going to get a walk-in anyway and you didn’t have any more clients for the day. It was only 2 pm but you drove home and after making lunch for yourself decided to stream. You weren’t expecting too many people so it was bound to be super chill. Your leg felt sore reminding you of the tattoo. You snapped a quick pic of the fresh jack-o-lantern on the side of your calve and messaged it to Corpse.

Y: [image] it came out nice!

C: thats  super cool actually

    i was concerned why you would just give yourself a tattoo but i found your instagram and       youre super talented

Y: Thank you!

For some reason, it felt strange to just have that be the end of your response.

Y: Im about to start streaming if you wanted to watch

    [link]

C: ill be watching ;)

What’s that supposed to mean?

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You sat in your apartment watching tv, hand lost in a bag of Doritos, and scrolling through twitter. You had stopped paying attention to the anime playing on the screen since you’ve watched it a hundred times and knew you wouldn’t miss anything. It was Saturday and you usually take those days off. Take the time to do chores or meet up with some friends but today you felt like not doing any of those things. As you continue your endless scroll (not helping the twitter addiction you told yourself you’d try to get a handle on) you got a message from Corpse.

C: wanna talk?

You looked down at the message unsure of how to answer. It was a simple yes or no and the obvious answer was yes. You and Corpse had started talking more regularly. You still didn’t have each other’s phone numbers but it was fine. Your conversations weren’t too big-- just you sending him memes, tiktoks, and telling him how much you liked the songs he would drop. Or him complimenting a tattoo you did. Sometimes he’d message you during streams telling you funny stuff his fans would say in the chat and you’d do the same. You learned a bit about each other but nothing too deep or serious. Like how you two lived a few cities away and you both really liked Donnie Darko. When Sean first invited you to that game out of everyone else there you were most excited to meet Corpse. He’s just so sweet and funny. Of course, you’d love to talk to him but you were also itching to talk to him and the last thing you’d ever want to do was make him uncomfortable.

Y: Yeah id love to talk

Here goes nothing.

Y: Wanna facetime or something?

     No pressure or anything it could even be a regular call

     I think facetime is just my default lol

You sent those last two messages quickly after you had sent the first. You wished you could know what he was thinking. It was killing you to think you had turned him off from talking to you completely. You put your phone down on the couch and went to wash your hand of Dorito dust. When you got back from the kitchen you turned off the tv and tossed yourself onto the couch.

Still no message.

Why am I so fucking stupid?  

Just as you were standing up to stretch from sitting on the couch all day your phone buzzed. You reached for it fast and looked to see that it was him. You became super excited still not even knowing what the message said. It could have told you to never talk to him again for all you knew.

C: sure lets facetime

    xxx-xxx-xxxx

You had his phone number. You added him to your small but growing contact list and called. You sat on your couch waiting for a response when he finally picked up the screen was black. It didn’t upset you; you kind of expected it and didn’t care what he had to do to make himself more comfortable during this call.

“Hey,” he said. His voice was raspier than usual.

“Did you just wake up?” You asked and looked at the time. It was about a little past noon and you had only eaten Doritos all day. Shit, you should probably make a decent meal.

“Not that long ago but yeah,” he responded and giggled. That giggle.

“Well, I’ve eaten nothing but Doritos all day while rewatching Ouran High School Host Club, so you’re welcome to join me as I make myself something to eat.”

“Sounds like fun; what are we eating?”

“I don’t know yet,” You said as you stood up and made your way to the kitchen. You opened the pantry and looked. You noticed a can of diced tomatoes and reached for it then checked the expiration date. It was still good. On your counter were some onions and garlic. “How about some tomato soup?”

“Sounds delicious.” you smiled at Corpse and your phone screen not knowing if he was also looking at his screen or not. “You’re really pretty-- you know that?”

“Thanks, but you don’t have to--”

“I’ve already told you what an incredible artist you are so many times I bet you’re tired of hearing it, but you already know what a talented artist you are.”

“That is very kind of you Corpse,” you said to him bashfully as you chopped the onion and opened the can of tomatoes. “But once again you don’t have to reach so far to compliment me.”

“I’m not reaching you are talented and beautiful and--”

“I thought I was pretty.” You could hear him chuckle with a smile on his face. “You’re both,” he said. You could feel your face getting warm from blushing.

“Fuck you you’re making me blush. My face is all hot and stuff.”

He laughed at how flustered you got. “That’s the cutest thing ever.”

You didn’t know how to respond so you just put some olive oil in a pot and tossed in your onions. It became silent but it was a comfortable silence. You turned the stove on and watched the flame for a few seconds. “If it was dark we could pretend we were together and having a bonfire or something,” you said to the phone as you turned the camera to show him the flame (still not 100 percent sure if he was looking at you or not).

“I’ll put it on the list of things to do when you visit me someday.”