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prince-kallisto · 4 months

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I’ve had this project for a while, but I finally finished it today! \(//∇//)\ This was meant to be a Neige LeBlanche redesign, but I strayed a bit from his original more than I intended. I have my thought process and concept art below the cut as usual! ^_^

Anyway, his design was a hard one to tackle. Haha, to be honest, I still don’t feel like he’s more beautiful than Vil! But with this, I wanted to take a lot of inspiration from classic shoujo anime and manga, where the eyes were sparkly and the hair was flowing and curled. My main three sources of inspiration were Candy Candy, Princess Knight, and of course Rose of Versailles.

Neige Leblache felt tough to design because I knew he had to stay very cute and young-looking, but how do you exactly make that sort of design “rival” Vil Schoenheit, while also not making him look like Epel?In my first passes, I emphasized a lot of the cuteness and femininity. But the more I pushed forward, the more I began to doubt the look. Again, the designs didn’t feel very “Twisted Wonderland” enough. He needed a more recognizable design and hairstyle.

I settled on a short hime cut, since Disney’s Snow White is very iconic for her short hair silhouette. I really liked Neige’s sailor hat, so I kept that to emphasize the youthful look he’s going for. I changed the color of his hat to blue, because I wasn’t a fan of how his OG hat blended into with his dark hair.

Then I had a lightbulb moment. I wanted to combine the looks of Snow White and Prince Florian. It would keep Neige’s cute looks, while also giving him a “boy-ish” and princely charm, the sort of charm that gives him a classic fairytale Prince look. Neige is also surprisingly tall, so I decided to emphasize his legs and waist.

To tie in the sailor look, I gave him a red bow, and also redesigned RSA’s coat and magestone because I don’t like drawing the details haha! I gave him brown boots as a reference to Snow White’s servant clothing in the beginning of the film, and also I think Neige still lives with the dwarves in a cottage? Idk I thought it was cute haha. Pomefiore’s dorm uniforms also has a Japanese theme to it, with the uniforms resembles kimonos. I wanted the same thing with Neige’s long lacy sleeves and his hair pin. The flowers on his sheer shoulder part of his sleeve and the hair pin is a reference to the flowers on Snow White’s grave. The iridescent pearls were just to be extra haha, and to try to keep his oversized jacket in place. The lace shapes were meant to be in the shape of apple seeds as well.

But I think the most noticeable change was Neige’s complexion. But going back to his face, I wanted his eyes to be sparkly and striking, sort of like if Epel if Epel had more confidence in his cute charm. I also gave Neige a red lip and red eyeshadow/liner, just to bring out these features more. At first, my Neige redesign was very pale, like Lilia levels of pale 😭 But I wanted to give him a bit of a tan just because haha. I think I wanted to give Neige more of a visual contrast to Vil alongside their personality contrast.

But I’m bad with watercolors, so there were noticeable streaks when I painted his skin. The more I went over it to fix it, the darker Neige got…eventually, I just embraced it and gave Neige a naturally brown skin tone haha... I personally like how it looks, but I acknowledge my redesign strayed a lot from the OG Neige. Perhaps he could just be a TWST-ed Snow White instead of being Neige himself. I really like Neige surprisingly, so I had a lot of fun with this. To me, he’s really cute and I’m happy with how turned out despite the huge struggle I had with painting him and his clothes overall \(//∇//)\

Edit: I was scrambling to post this because I was busy that day haha, but now that I have more time to collect my thoughts, I want to elaborate on what I mean by a “recognizable design.” Neige is a character with so far very little screen time, as he’s not part of the main cast. However, Chenya, who arguably had even less screen time than him in the main game (excluding GloMas), became very popular, no doubt because of his design as the Cheshire Cat. Of course, you have to account for personality as well. Neige is often considered too “goody goody” for a TWST boy, cause even though Chenya is at RSA, he still has a mischievous streak. But I think what brings Neige down even more is his design. There’s nothing automatically striking about him. He’s very cute, and I love his accessories. But as someone to rival Vil, Neige isn’t particularly more handsome or cute than the other boys in the cast. It’s partially why I personally like the darker skin tone I gave him. Since TWST doesn’t have a lot of darker skinned or even tanned boys, I feel like it could’ve helped Neige be a bit more recognizable. This is just my opinion, but I wasn’t a huge fan of how pointed the ends of Neige’s hair was either. Snow White has a very soft design, especially when considering the era she came from. I thought a soft shapes and doe-like design for Neige would’ve made the contrast between him and Vil stand out more. As some of the reblogged tags pointed out, Vil has a mature appeal, and Neige’s is much more “innocent.” I thought Book 6 would have a bit more commentary on the nature of celebrity industry, because I thought it was fascinating how Neige didn’t seem taken aback from Rook’s stalker-ish behavior? It made me wonder if he’s used to it, especially since his character was meant to have a cuter and innocent appeal, compared to Vil who seems unapproachable. ANYWAY this ramble went on longer than I intended, it probably deserves its own post to talk even more 😭 I just really like Neige, I think he’s underrated but admittedly TWST didn’t exactly give him his chance to shine, especially in EN when his song was cut.

#twisted wonderland #twst #redesign #my art #twst neige #neige leblanche #twst Neige LeBlanche #kallistopost

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edith-is-a-cat · 25 days

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Answer any or all I wanna know more about you 👁️👁️

Do you have freckles?

Do you drink tea or coffee? How do you take it?

What was the last song you listened to?

Do you sleep on your back, stomach or side?

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?

Do you prefer drawing or writing?

What’s your ideal number of blankets to sleep with?

What’s your favorite band/artist?

When is your birthday?

How tall are you?

What color are your eyes?

Who are five (or more) people you want to hug right now?

Fears?

What’s your favorite color?

What’s your favorite season?

Want any tattoos? What of?

Want any piercings? Where?

Who is the last person you texted?

Do you have a best friend? How long have you been friends?

What/who do you miss?

How was your day today?

How much sleep did you get last night?

Do you believe in aliens?

When was the last time you cried? Why?

What’s your favorite decade?

What are some seemingly childish things you like?

What’s your favorite book? Or just one you’ve read a few times?

How are you, really?

Does it take you a long time to make decisions?

What are you looking forward to in the near future?

What are you looking forward to in the distant future?

If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go?

Do you sleep with your door open or closed?

What’s your favorite flower?

Do you currently have a squish?

Do you like your middle name?

Do you prefer dogs or cats?

Do you have any phobias?

Do you stay up late?

Do you like the beach? Do you prefer it sunny or cloudy?

What’s your favorite cartoon?

Tag 5 of your favorite blogs

Do you have siblings? How many?

Who was the last person you said “I love you” to?

Is there anyone you would die for?

What do you need when you’re sad?

Have you memorized your phone number?

Who’s someone you can trust with your life?

What does your last text say?

Wild Card. Any question, ask away.

good word here we go,

I used to have sun freckles i miss them a lot

Tea, coffee, and energy drinks and as sweet as i can get them, i usually use honey bc bees are cool

Toes - Glass Animals https://open.spotify.com/track/754wVXWrtf1X3ZHQOFFsnR?si=_GYqckcFRpysg3N7yFNrjA

I roll in bed like a hot dog on a roller but usually side

Yes. five.

Drawing, writing is hard for me but since when i get a flow. I prefer the defining of art though

Okay so 5-6. 1 heating blanket, 1 super soft and thick blanket, 1 big ass blanket, 1 quilt/comforter/heavy blanket, 1-2 light soft blankets

Glass Animals

7/1

7'9/175 cm

Green???

Sam (the only one i can acc hug soon), Xen (we will get there), Aster, Auburn, Grim, Silver, Malleus, Lilia, Sebek, Idia

Idk?

Pink :3

Fall

Little Idia and Ortho icon on the outer facing sides of my wrists, annoying dog right wear he can peak out of short socks, as many deltarune weapons as possible on my left arm

Angel bites, Bridge, eyebrow, and a second ear piercing

Xen :3

I would say sam is my best friend? i don't get how friends work exactly but we have been friends for one year and three months

Xen's voice :((( and that cake from fresh

I felt uber sick and went home but im great now

Enough

Yes

I don't remember

90s/2000s

carrying a plushie around (imo should be socially acceptable

Howls moving castle, Small steps: the year i got polio, and Tales from the gas station (all volumes)

hungry i really want that cake and mad I NEED MORE BOOK 7!!!!

A while...

Cruise :3

Seeing Vivi randomly and driving to see yall and force yall to watch howl's moving castle

Oregon, or moot trip to japan

CLOSED THAT SHIT STAY CLOSED

Foxgloves

..?? A squish???? googles it,,, oh?? Yes i believe

Yes i like to say two of my names show up in the book Frankenstein because of it

I love them both so much

Emetophobia i believe

you could call it a hobby

Cloudy and yes!!!

GRAVITY FALLS.

nOOO

two, counting the dead ones: 4

xen

too many people

my bed and access to tumblr so o can complian (and maybe get comfort but what ever happens happens)

YES AND MY MOM'S!!!

Xen

"GIGGLEW"

GIMMIE QUESTION

#silly little bear answers :]#mr. caspian!! 🦈🐌

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crayonurchin · 2 months

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I feel like if I ever have kids, I'm going to need to be 100% transparent about the internet from the get go, and spend all my life staying as up to date as possible with it.

I am 27 years old, and it's only started to truly dawn on me how badly I was groomed by adults from aged 12-17. I never sent photos, only did a few face calls, was dropping hard NOs on sexual stuff, and yet it still happened. I was too young to understand the severity of the situation- I literally did not have a brain capable of understanding what this was.

But I don't want to just, gatekeep shit. Because that's not fixing anything.

idk, I talked to some 60+ year old friends today and they were saying about how some things never need to be spoken about to kids. I understand this sentiment to a degree, but nah, we need to tell kids what happens on the internet, give them space to be free but still be there to make sure some manipulative cunt isn't weeding their roots under their skin to grow something horrible.

All I was doing was drawing Lilo and Stitch fanart, and I still ended up with an adult man guilting me into reading his pregnancy fetish writing while telling me if I didn't he'd kill himself. I still had a 'friend' send me hundreds of dollars of gifts then have me draw corset fetish art while saying I was the only reason he didn't kill himself. I still had a supportive friend who, can you guess, had me draw fetish art while saying I was the only reason he didn't kill himself.

I want kids to know the importance and joy of the internet but my god the second they're ready for it we're having a SERIES of honest conversations

#is this a vent?#it mentions some triggers so #tw grooming #tw peadophillia #tw abuse #It's so strange #it was never about the TV representation of online predators so I didn't think it was abuse #but nah fam #it was fucking abuse and I got groomed by adults as a child #shit's fucked and I want any theoretical kids in my future life to know what it is and how to spot it and how to ask me for help #mama's gonna help by setting the groomer on fire

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reptil-enjoyer · 11 months

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Talking about the concept art of Heath (G3)

Hey, so his concept art dropped today in the morning i think, and i wanted to say my opinion about it xP

(This is just me being autistic part 1000 of the series called my life)

Honestly i LOVE those two designs, favs out of the six

The dark eyes of the second? Its looks so cool, it kinda fits way more on the idea of Heath beign the son of the 'Ruler of the Underworld' (Did they call him Satan or Devil or Hades in the show??). Its more edgy looking, it would clash with the personality he has maybe? Like in a good way

Not a fan of the more redish orange of the first, but it fits pretty god with the darkers spots (i think its like magna chunks?? Im gonna call it that). Those parts, chunks, spots, whatever, they can be interpreted as a skin condition he has, and this SO important to me, you NEVER see characters with that, because its hard to animate or "non important", but to a person like me (I have seborrheic dermatitis!) It means a lot.

I still don't understand why did they choose those colours for his clothes, it stands out but in an awful way, the light blue shouldn't be the main colour for his hoodie, it should be the complimentary one, and making the flames in orange to red gradient doesn't help AT ALL

Those two, the first one mostly, are the only ones that you can look at them and get Heath vibes, like you can recognize its Heath (lanky body shape, expressions and pose he's doing help with this too)

I dont like those two i am SO sorry

I like that they went with more accesories with these, really liking the metal chain honestly (and the earrings!), and the black nails too, it fits him

I prefer the design with the buzzcut, i actually tend to use that as a HC in my drawings, still don't know why they didn't give him one in the show, because his bald head when his fire goes out doesnt look right at all :/

His design looks so good with black, it makes the fire stand out in a good way, his shorts and shoes look way better in here. But the vest? Im sorry, tge idea its cool but it fuck ups his silluette, hes too square looking, and it gives off a totally different vibe. Also the long pants with the same exact design as the shirt? It doesn't look good

HE COULD HAVE BEEN EMO IN CANON 😔 (this is a reference to a HC of G1 Heath)

Those two are difficult, because I like them, they look good, truly they do, but the way they are drawn, like, their body shape? Mostly his face, he looks WAY older, like he looks idk 17? 18?

He looks so good with long hair i must say

In general, they give off more older brother/sibling of Heath; he doesn't look or give Heath vibes, nothing, nada

AND THAT WAS MOSTLY MY OPINION, SORRY THIS WAS SO LONG GOD, i muat say that different aspects of those designs would be better by separate, but bringing 'all the good parts' of those 6 designs isn't the solution to anything, at least in my eyes, thats all :P

#remd original #long post #monster high g3 #monster high #heath burns #top diez personas fans de Heath. nunero uno. yo. nunero dos. yo. numerl tres. yo #PERDON #no soy normal ☝🤓#soy el actually durante todo este coso

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sweet-star-sketches · 10 months

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WIPs from June 27th and March 12th, 2023 I'm in one of those mind states where it takes me literal hours to make myself upload my WIPs, even though that's the entire point of this side blog :') Not that I dislike these, rather I received some bad (but unrelated) news today/yesterday and that always ramps up my insomnia. I'm up WAY too late again and my mood has been awful all day, so this was inevitable

It's been a while since I uploaded a completely new design for Starglass Zodiac (as in a completely new character rather than just a redesign of an already made one) and I'm not entirely sure why. Like the last one was over a year ago??? I still have way more to do so I'm not sure why I stopped for a while, even when I was still doing art for this project rather than switching to another. I have a massive folder of WIPs still so maybe I got decision paralysis or something, idk. These are far from done but I did come up with some cool new scenes with them so that's neat!

The less specific or more basic constellations are usually the most fun but also the most challenging to tackle, because it can be hard to make the concepts interesting if there's no pre-existing mythology associated with them, which is the case for both of these and many others. A lot of the constellations, even among the official 88 modern ones, boil down to an astronomer somewhere being like "put a [thing] in the sky" without anymore specificity or reason. Custos Messium is a defunct constellation to boot, but the idea of a "harvest keeper" gives me a lot of cool visuals to work with at least. I'm particularly proud of their sickle and scythe arms that form a C and M, respectively. Plus with the defunct constellations I get to design their symbols :D Not super happy with the bodies for either of these yet, but I like their heads so that's a good start. Horologium is inspired by those awesome looking astral clock towers with multiple faces, but with that in mind I want to make its body more tower-like. In the story, it's the constellation of the clock that was given artificial life after being lost and corrupted by void magic, so I want it to look like the pieces of the tower itself got transformed into this hulking beast over time. Overall I just want to have more non-sapient creatures inhabiting this world for variety's sake and to create bigger threats for the cast as stuff ramps up in later chapters. Defeating Horologium in particular is going to be quite the feat, but I am excited to finish writing/drawing that part of the comic at least!

#my rambling got a little long so i put it under the cut lol #art #artists on tumblr #sketch #oc #character design #creature design #wip #Custos Messium #Horologium #Starglass Zodiac #SGZ

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lovestruckbear · 1 month

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CATCH UP

thank u for the tag @mono-blogs-art 🫡 u a real one

last song: Phony by Nightcord at 25:00 (it is a banger)

currently watching: i just watched anatomy of a fall yesterday. incredible film. highly recommend if u got the focus for 2 and a half hours of court drama. Sandra Hüller is an incredible actress. tv show wise im rewatching rocket power. i rewatched as told by ginger and then i went ham on watching that animation studios shows

also follow my letterboxd

three ships: i actually havent thought about fandom ships lately, i just got nane and manju on the brain. i guess id choose poly bad squad (project sekai)(i need to draw them more), arilisa (bandori), nozoeli (love live)

favourite color: mustard yellow, babybey!!! such a good color. absolutely stunning

currently consuming: i made pizza from scratch earlier today

first ship: tween me made a self insert where he dates misty from pokemon so maybe that. if that doesnt count. idk... maybe.... cher and blue (wolf's rain) ???

place of birth: wouldnt u like to know

current location: WOULDNT U LIKE TO KNOW

relationship status: open and poly relationship with a twink, hes such a funky little guy i want to kiss his handsome little face all the time. dating a few ppl but its no official

movie: go look at my letterboxd 💥💥💥

currently working on: initially i wanted to do an animation of nane and manju, but so much is going on in my life atm that i physically and mentally cannot do anything, and i dont have enough money for my team since its coming directly out of my pocket and its unfair to make them work for free just because theyre friends. SO im turning it into a comic. stay tuned yall. i am restraining so hard from posting every single page as i draw them, i made that mistake with lunchbox and im not doing it again (so so sorry if u followed me from there and there hasnt been an update in yrs, i promise i WILL finish it, i just do not know when)

im also making plushies of nane and manju lol. that is also taking a while bc i do not have a sewing machine, so its all by hand

thank u for tagging me!! i want to hear about my friends so tagging a few, of course do only if you feel like it :) @stevetwisp @bevsi @master-thief-gray-shadow @birdiebrunch @cherryphobe @fairymascot @7d7m sry if i forgot anyone i know more ppl on twitter than tumblr :-(

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ghosttotheparty · 8 months

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another vent bc the universe is testing me lately (cw disordered eating and just general negativity bc i’m going through it)

i am so anxious!!! i’ve been taking my meds!!! but my third year starts this month and idk wtf i’m doing w my life!!

why am i studying art i don’t even have a consistent art style; but i don’t have ANYTHING else i could possible do

my gender is going bonkers and i wanna kinda transition but i just want to be more androgynous but idk how i could do that and i’m not even out to my parents and idk if i ever will be bc my dad is Not an ally to trans ppl but i love him so much and he loves me so much but idk if he’d still love me the same if i came out to him

there’s drama in my friend group and two of my close friends aren’t friends anymore and it’s been a while coming but it still sucks and idk what to do bc i love them both sm but i am so on one side bc the other is so in the wrong but idk how to tell her without her getting mad

i still haven’t made an appt to see the surgeon ab my cyst and im so anxious ab it bc i hate medical things and it’s been making my arm sore (which happens when i think ab needles usually but it hasn’t happened in a while and i hate the sensation so much it’s so fucking scary)

my psychiatrist hasn’t responded to me email bc a prescription bc i’m almost out of one of the pills i take and im stressed

i think i’ve gained weight and i’m trying so hard to not be upset and to be neutral ab my body and how i look but my new apartment has a full size mirror and i can’t help but analyze myself in it; i changed my outfit three times today bc i hated how i looked in two different pairs of pants (one of them i wear fairly often and now i never want to wear them again even though they’re so comfy i hated how they looked today)

i’m trying to eat consistently but all of the above with my anxiety is fucking up my appetite and i do not want to go through all of this again i was doing so well this summer

i’ve been so spacey and i do not feel real lately but everything just feels so heavy and i am so fucking tired

and usually when i feel particularly Heavy i just watch community or buzzfeed unsolved or a documentary or something while i write or draw so i’m preoccupied and thinking ab too many things to think ab what’s upsetting me but laptop kicked it (getting a new one this weekend 🎊) and my tv is frozen and won’t even turn off (it faces my bed and is quite bright i might have to cover it w a blanket; which makes me anxious bc it feels like a fire risk) (also i’m gonna have to go to reception tomorrow and tell them and i don’t want to be my social anxiety has been going ham lately and i’m just UGH)

anyway i am very tired and i cannot wait to go home this weekend and see my parents and my dog (i have a dentist appt and i’m trying not to think about it) and i just want to go to sleep

#i think my period might start soon #listening to spotify and it gave me a noah kahan song #the universe rly just wants to see me break doesn’t she #just me talking

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refriedrambles · 9 months

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Coming back up here cause I wasn't planning on hard gushing about Manhwa when I started writing but I went off. I was planning on just going over some of the plans for the day. You have been forewarned

I'm finding some really good manhwa. like holy shit dude. Maybe I need to look for that side of tumblr

Notable ones: World's Greatest Senior Disciple (great art, story and characters), Infinite Mage (not even through the first chapter but so far great art and introduction execution)

The art in the first one reminds me so much of avatar dude. The fl has Azula's fucking face, but is so expressive, passionate and funny. MC and fl are both really smart, dumb and stupidly stubborn. It's a very tightly laced story. Each thread pulled reveals things that are or will be relevant later. It's a fucking mystery. I didn't realize I was jumping into a mystery last night and I was fucking hooked by the time it clicked. (I do like mysteries I just don't tend to seek them out)

Starts out with this martial clan getting their shit wrecked by loan sharks. MC shows up after being assumed killed in action during the war two years ago right as the sharks are trying to cut the youngest's arm off and destroys them. Something happened in those two years and he got ridiculously strong because of it, but he's pretty tight lipped about it and is far more focus on whatever is going on in the region. The war is over, the demon dead, and yet the land seems lawless upon his return and one of his brothers are missing

MC (or very very likely MC) in the second is incredibly one track minded and very obviously a reincarnator, but isn't introduced in that first person 'oh I died some how and woke up in a baby's body in an other world' bit that starts off most of these stories. (I don't necessarily dislike the bit, but only a few stories handle it well. Mushoku Tensei is probably the best with this. Most of them feel rather clunky, but I'm isekai trash so meh) And that bit very likely happened to our likely MC, but that's not how the story is introduced. Hell MC ain't our intro character. It's his hunter dad. Hears a baby crying in the dead of night, is suspicious cause a baby/ family getting past all the traps he set up on his land isn't possible and grabs an axe to check it out. He makes a comment about him and his wife not being able to have kids and then he immediately finds this baby. No explaination how it got there, why it's alone and he's practically glowing

Think these two might be up there with Trash of the Count's Family for me. They're probably better written, but I'm a simp for Cale and it's still some amazing writing. (It's gotta be for me to binge 610 chapters of a webnovel for a few days straight after reading the first few manhwa chapters.)

Aaannnyway gonna get back to drawing today. I was in a pretty nasty funk yesterday(went away after did some dishes and found a comic to read. It was difficult to find something that piqued my interest since most of what I was finding was stuff I've already read or just didn't appeal to me). I'm doing much better now!

I started little flash cards for the characters in Being Fired yesterday and am thinking maybe I should change how I'm approaching writing it? Switch to a script cause I'm overwhelming tempted to just make this project a comic. (I basically decided to do that when I committed to the group shot and started doing all those warm up, but was afraid to admit that to myself.) I've tried writing scripts before but didn't know what I was doing, but maybe actively drawing shit relating towards it and distancing myself more from describing actions will help? Idk idk, but Imma try. It's the only fic I've gotten fully out lined so far and I think I got a better chance at drawing it rather then writing it

Gonna draw Red more for the warm up probably. Might fuck with the sketches from the last warm up cause his head is just so off and I don't want those in the ref file like that

Then back to the groupshot finish that up and maybe start sketching Zim and the Tallest? Might switch to forcing myself to work on backgrounds for a while instead. Also might need to start blocking out time for stuff since I'm not really hitting shit on my list. Either way I wanna work on writing and drawing on the same days some times instead of focusing fully on one or the other

Gotta keep thing going. There doesn't need to be alot of energy going into things at once as long as it's consistent

#refriedramblings #manhwa shit #planning stuffs

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snowmuttgetsweird · 1 year

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3/13/2023

Uhh today was okay.

I didn't really do much work tbh, at least not on commissions, which made me feel kinda guilty, but it was still nice to just draw outside of commission stuff. I don't realistically have the time or money to procrastinate like that, so it's back to business tomorrow, but it was nice to start the week with something a little low-stress. I want to have more stuff I can post on Patreon anyway.

I've got a couple things I've been working on.

I've got a handful of OCs I never really draw or talk about because I'm usually so focused on just doing commissions. They're not like, super original or anything like that, but I still think they're fun to play with.

Rusty's the only one I've drawn in a while. I feel like in furry art it's pretty much a pre-requisite to have a hilariously over-endowed character, and Rusty's it for me. He's like five feet tall and stupid-indignant, but his dick knocks his knees cause fuck it why not? He's fun to draw. I like his proportions and his stupid perpetual scowl, cause he's always annoyed or pissed off about something. I've got like a little four or five panel thing I'd like to post eventually but I gotta clean it up. Today I kinda worked on a mini ref sheet for him. I'll finish it later.

My roommate bought me a desk. It was supposed to be a Christmas gift but the one he had ordered never arrived, so he got his money back on that one and ordered this new one for me. I'm gonna build it sometime this week, and then try to get a PC set up. I have my hard drives from my own PC, and my roommate donated his old tower to me, which is better than what I had in Tucson anyway, so hopefully that goes well. Think I might still need a keyboard, but I should have everything else. I might be able to actually play fighting games on my own again- that would be nice.

I've got mixed feelings about gifts. It's really nice to receive them, but I never feel like I did anything to DESERVE them, so I'm bad at being grateful. I AM grateful, I just also get anxiety and the excitement doesn't really show on my face cause I'm too busy thinking "I didn't really get you anything for Christmas cause I couldn't afford anything."

Idk, I'm still kinda excited to get it set up. Maybe I'll do it after work tomorrow. We'll see. Gotta go to bed in the meantime- night.

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csmeaner · 2 years

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Design Shitting: Curios'er and Curios'er Edition

Today I thought we could relax a bit instead of burning our eyes and take a look at Curios, the ‘mimi species whose most notable trait looks to be the things that hang off their tails. They are generally inoffensive enough that you can shit on them without needed Prozac afterward.

I’ll give them credit for using the pride flag in a way that isn’t vomit-inducing, but someone paid $660 for this thing: https://www.deviantart.com/curio-cabinet/art/Curio-no-672-914374662

curious are fucking hideous. also just because they know how to not make it eye searing doesn’t mean this isn’t lazy as all shit with rainbow hair and tail and not much else idk what this is but it sure as fuck isn’t 660$

Dogs with human heads is A Thing in this species: https://www.deviantart.com/curio-cabinet/art/Curio-no-531-896358611

it’s head would be too big for the body or neck to support it either what is the fucking lore that would excuse this it’s like they don’t want to fully commit to being furries and draw a milquetoast face on a furry body

I’m sorry, it’s just so funny. It’s like someone wanted to copy Sphinx and thought, “I know! We can make this unique by just screwing a head right onto a dog’s neck.” https://www.deviantart.com/curio-cabinet/art/Curio-no-533-896358869

it looks like it’s even aware it’s entirely ridiculous, ugly, and doesn’t make sense

GA adopt that went for $135: https://www.deviantart.com/curio-cabinet/art/Curio-no-729-915525696

it’s hard to see but this stupid thing has catfish whiskers too that are grossly skin-colored and the stripes look like such shit it’s just paint vomited on and not even in a good way

Is this one sticking their hand up their ass or something? https://www.deviantart.com/curio-cabinet/art/Curio-no-348-874452816

why are their heads so jarringly different that it looks they don’t belong on the same body the art’s pretty even why did they choose such a bland yet ugly species

Not anywhere near the worst deku I’ve ever seen, but I knew at a glance this is the White Rabbit from Disney’s rehash of Alice in Wonderland. It cost $525. https://www.deviantart.com/curio-cabinet/art/Curio-no-342-874451613.

not the first time wow they made it ugly as fuck by giving it such a boring human face yet everything else is clearly anthro they didn’t even render everything did they fucking forget

#submission #curios #design shitting

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skytressmc · 2 years

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Coloring

(This literally was supposed to be a short imagine idk what happened. Please enjoy. There might be some mistakes cause I wrote this on my phone)

Everything is cleaned after the daycare closes but you still feel stressed. Like somethings a miss, even though you have checked multiple times that everything is done and in its right place. Everything just feels off.

“Great work today Sunbeam!” Sun says as he skips over to you “Today was such a great day! Don't you- Hey what’s wrong??”

You turn to him playing with your hands “Oh sorry Sunny I’m just a little stressed. But I’m ok!” You quickly say.

He stares at you for a moment “Stressed about what Sunshine?” He asks tilting his head.

You huff “Just it feels like I’m forgetting to do something. I’ve checked everything and everything is done and clean but it still feels like I haven’t done something and I know you would tell me if I forgot something but my brain is being dumb”

Sun likes out an offended gasp “Your brain is not dumb! Your the smartest person I know!” You let out a small laugh. Sun tsks and takes your hand in his “Now none of that. Your right, nothing is amiss and everything is done. You just need to relax! Have some fun!”

You stood there for a moment thinking. When was the last time you had fun? Yes, taking care of the kids and working with Sun was fun but not always. Kids are messy and loud. At times it felt overwhelming, maybe you just needed to sit back and have some fun for yourself without worrying.

You look up at him and smile “Alright Sun, what should we do?” Sun lets out a squeal and begins naming off things for you two to do, but one catches your interest.

“Could we color?” You ask. Coloring sounded nice. It wasn’t stressful or needed you to run around and at the moment you just wanted to sit.

Sun lets out a giggle and his smile turns wider “Of course Starlight! Wonderful idea! Now you sit at the crafts table and get nice and comfy while I get the supplies!”

You didn’t argue, letting go of his hand and walking to the table as Sun ran off to the cupboards full of art supplies.

Sun walked over to you. Arms fulls of paper, crayons, and coloring books. He sets them on the table and spreads everything out before sitting himself down across from you. You grab a piece of paper and choose a few colors from the box of crayons.

What should you even draw? You thought for a moment before peeking up on Sun. He was already working on his own drawing. His tongue slightly peeked out of his mouth as he concentrated.

You smile deciding on what to draw now. You grab a golden yellow crayon and began to scribble on the paper.

“What are you drawing Sunshine?” Sun asks looking up from his own paper.

You hide your drawing with your arm and grin “It’s a surprise” Sun whines asking for you to show him but you stay firm. You want it to be a surprise.

He hmph’s before covering his own. “Fine. Mine will be a surprise too!”

You laugh “Fair enough.” You grab a red and sky blue crayon.

20 minutes pass before you deem your drawing finished to your liking. You just hope Sun will like it. You look over at Sun, he still seems hard at work on his drawing. So you grab another piece of paper and begin another drawing.

“Finished!” Sun yells making you jump. “Can I see yours now pleaseee?” He begs. You laugh and grabbed your finished drawing and hand it to him. Sun excitedly grabs it and brings it up to his face to look. His once wide smile slowly goes down at his looks at the drawing. Did he not like it?

“Um, I drew you and me. Y-Your actually quite fun to draw.” You admit picking at your nails. “D-Do you like? I know I’m not as good as you or Moon.”

Sun sets the paper down gently before stretching his arms out to pull you into a tight hug. You felt your face heat up at the sudden hug.

“Like it?! I love it!” He squeals. He keeps you close as he looks at the drawing again. “I love how you drew me! Especially my eyes!”

You felt yourself relax hearing this. You were so worried he wouldn’t like it. But then again, he has drawings everywhere from children that he absolutely loves so you truly didn’t have anything to worry about.

“I’m glad Sun. You can keep it if you like.” You say returning his hug finally.

He lets out an excited gasp “Really? I can? Are you sure??” You let out a laugh and reach up to boop his nose making his eyes go crossed.

“Of course Sunny. I would be happy if you did”

He giggles and nuzzles his faceplate against your cheek “Oh thank you! I’m gonna make a frame and hang it up in our room!”

You smiled “Can’t wait to see it.” You hum thinking for a moment. “Hey Sun, is Moon awake right now?”

Sun stares off for a moment. Letting you know he was checking. Depending on who was out at the time. The other would sometimes go into rest mode to charge while the other was in control.

“Why yes, he is! Did you want to ask him something?” He asks tilting his head.

“Not yet, but I wanted your opinion and I wanted to surprise Moon. So I wanted to make sure he couldn’t see it yet.” You saw grabbing your unfinished drawing and showing it to Sun.

“I wanted to draw Moon and me too, I noticed he doesn’t get any yet, since the kids are still getting used to him being back for nap time. It’s not done yet but do you think he’ll like it?”

Sun looks down at the unfinished drawing. You had you and Moon sketched out in crayon but you still needed to color it. You always wanted to add stars and moons in the back as well.

Sun hugs your tightly making sure not to crumble the drawing in your hand. “Oh, my stars! He’ll love it! Your so nice!”

You let out a laugh “Of course Sunny. I care about both of you equally. You both deserve stuff like this.”

Sun lets out a happy sigh and nuzzles your face again. “What did we do to deserve you?”

You nuzzle back smiling at the warmth he radiated warmth. “I should be asking that.”

“Oh! I need to show you what I drew!” Sun reaches over with one arm and picks up his drawing, handing it to you. You take it gently and look down at it. Just like you did, he drew him and you. In your eyes, it was slightly better done than yours. But it still had the same cartoony style.

While yours had suns and clouds around both of you, his had hearts instead making you smile. You set the paper down and embrace him again, placing a kiss on his cheek.

“I love it Sun. Thank you.”

Sun’s rays pinned as his face turned into a bright orange making you giggle. “I-I'm g-glad you like it! You can keep it!”

You smile laying your head on his shoulder “Thanks Sunny”

As you two sit there holding each other, the lights begin to flicker. Letting you know it was the end of the hour and it was almost time for Moon to come out for his patrols.

“Do you think Moon would wanna draw with me too?” You ask Sun. While you hung out with both of the attendants, Moon never seemed to show interest in art like Sun. Then again he mostly came out for nap time and patrols, and you would usually be tired so most of the time you two would watch movies or shows till it was time for you to leave.

“Of course Sunshine! Though he does prefer painting. But no problem! We’ll just bring up some paints to our room and you two can draw in there! Those fairy lights you got us have enough light for you to see and not bother Moon!” Sun lets go of you and get up, skipping over to the cupboards again.

You begin to put the crayons back in the box in their rightful spots. You pick up your drawings and the paper before quickly heading up to Sun and Moon’s room through the secret entrance they showed you.

You set the supplies on the floor nicely and waited for Sun. Soon you heard the sign of their cable being used.

Sun steps onto the balcony of their room. One arm full of paints and brushes. He unclips the cable from his back before sending it away.

“Alright! I got the paint! I even brought the new oil paints!” He says setting them down by the crayons. He sits down across from you as the lights begin to flicker again.

“Thank you, Sun. I'll see you in a little bit. Try to get some rest ok?” You say patting his leg.

He smiles “I’ll try! Have fun with Moon!”

After he says that, the lights in the daycare and their room, turn off with a loud boom. You luckily got used to the sound. Clicks and whirrs were heard and Sun changes to Moon.

You got up keeping your back to them as you turned on the fairy lights. While they trusted you, they still weren't ready for you to watch them change. Which you understood and respected.

Once the noise from them stopped. You turned around looking at Moon. He slowly opens his eyes blinking a couple times to get used to the small amount of light. He looks up at you and gives a small smile.

“Hello Starshine, how nice to see you,” Moon says giving his arms a stretch as he takes full control of their body now.

“Good to see you too Moony.” You sit next to him. He leans against you almost purring.

“What did you and Sun do while I was asleep? He won't let me see into our memory bank” He asks looking down at you.

“Oh! We just drew. I drew him this.” You hand the drawing you made for Sun to him. Moon takes it carefully and looks at it.

“My, My, looks like we have an artist on our hands,” he says grinning down at you.

You smile, cheeks turning red. “Thanks, Moony. I was hoping to actually draw with you too?”

Moon hums “Alright, for a bit. I do still have to do my rounds.”

You give a small ‘Yay’ before grabbing your unfinished drawing. “Sun brought up some paints for you, he says you like the better.”

Moon hums as he grabs some paper and the paints “He is correct. I have many art styles programmed into me, but I've always preferred painting. Especially with watercolors.” He dips his brush into the paint and begins.

Watercolor huh? You'll have to keep that in mind. You use the light from the fairy lights to pick the colors you need from the crayon box and begin to color your drawing.

“May I ask what your drawing Starlight?” Moon asks not looking up from his paper.

Even though he wasn't looking you still used your arm to cover it. “It’s a surprise.” Moon raises his eyes to you raising a brow before he gives a chuckle and looks away.

“Very well. Mine will be a secret too.”

The two of you didn't talk much. It was a welcomed quiet. Moon wasn't much of a talker and you were fine with that. It was nice to not have to come up with a conversation. It relaxed you.

Soon you finished the last part of your drawing. Making sure to sign it. You put your crayons away as well.

“I’m done.” You say looking at Moon. He grunts as he finishes his. You watch him move the brush, unable to see what his strokes created in the dim light.

He finally puts his brush down and puts the caps back on the paints. “I am as well.”

“Alright, who should go first?” You ask.

Moon hums “May I go first?” he asks tilting his head. You giggled and nod.

He hands you the paper. You take it carefully, making sure not to touch any paint that may still be wet. Even with the dim light you could tell what it was. It was you, a realistic portrait of you.

You stared at it in awe. It was beautiful. Is this how he saw you? Oh God, you could cry.

“Moony this is amazing, no one has ever drawn me like this before. I love it”

Moon purrs at your praise. “Of course starlight. I love drawing you.” You smile and set the drawing down before pulling him into a hug. He freezes for a moment, still not used to touching before melting into your hold, letting out soft purrs.

“Oh! Here’s mine” you say handing him your drawing. “It’s not as good as yours but I hope you'll still like it”

Moon chuckles taking it “I’m sure I will like it just fine star-” He stops mid-sentence as he looks at your drawing. You began to worry. Sun didn't stare at it this long when you gave him his drawing.

“Moon? Moon are you ok?” You ask gently as you touch his shoulder. You gasp as he finally looks at you.

Big globs of tears are running down his faceplate. He lets out a sniffle “I-I'm fine Starlight.” he says trying to wipe his eyes.

You begin to panic “Moon your crying! Are you hurt?” you ask wondering if something happened to their software.

He lets out a wet laugh confusing you. “N-No no.” He says shaking his head “I’m not hurt. It's just-” He gently touches your drawing, tracing the lines. “It’s been a while since someone's drawn me,” He says softly.

Well, now your gonna cry. You take a look around their room. And from all the drawings you see. None were of Moon. Just Sun or the Glamrocks.

You bring him into a tight hug. Being careful to not crush the drawing he was holding.

“I’ll draw you a million pictures Moony. And one day when the kids get used to you again. They’ll draw you too.”

Moon sets your drawing down and hugs you back. Hiding his faceplate in your shoulder “Thank Comet.”

Moon holds you for a while. Not ready to let go yet. You're ok with that. You'll let him hold you as long as he needs.

Moon sighs before pulling away and wiping his eyes with his hand “I should probably do my patrols before the lights turn back on.” It saddens you that he had to leave for work but he was right. You nod and pick up the art supplies.

“I’ll put these away.” You say standing. “Um, would it be ok if I stayed the night?” You shyly ask.

Moon looks at you surprised for a moment, but smiles. “Of course. We'd be happy to have a sleepover with you.”

You grin “Great! I'll put these away!” You quickly head down to the daycare.

Moon watches you leave before looking back at the drawing. He stands and grabs some tape Sun keeps at his desk. He carefully hangs up the drawing above his bed, where he could see it every night.

‘They are amazing aren't they?’ Sun asks in Moon’s mind. Moon hums in agreement. He truthfully didn't know how they got so lucky with you.

#sundrop x reader #moondrop x reader #security breach x reader

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arthotsglasses · 2 years

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Draw ruki in kimono

ayo what a coincidence that your ask is done on his birthday! (haha totally did not plan that hahahahah)

hmmm... well I gotta say,,, happy birthday Ruki!

So... it's been about 2 years since I've simped hard for this mofo right here. As toxic as he really is, he helped me live through probably the toughest 2 years of my life. After covid hit and I was in lockdown, I had the chance to play DL games... and I really can't imagine what it would've been like without him... ik it's hella toxic and no one deserves to be in that much pain, but I just kept reminding myself that Ruki, and rest of the DL boys, has suffered as much if not more, and it gave me courage to overcome my difficult situations and emotions. As cringe as it sounds, I wake up next to his face everyday smiling, giving me a reason to live another day (yes I have a VC sleeping vampire pillow of him right there)

idk how a fictional character can give someone such emotional support, but since ik it damn well does, I am able to be where I am today (having a pog art tumblr acc, meeting y'all, and most importantly he has given me a clear direction in art because it made me reflect on why I draw and what I really want to do). I really appreciate every one of the bois' existence as well as you followers for letting me know that I really love it when you guys feel good after you see my art. And I want to continue to do whatever I can to do that!

kinda got long, but again happy birthday! xoxo

#ruki mukami #ruki #diabolik lovers #dialovers #dl #diabolik lovers ruki #dialovers ruki #fanart #ask #kashifah #happy birthday #dl ruki

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silentdescant · 2 years

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Today’s art prompt is “glue” so of course I had to do Dan and Phil.

I know this looks like crap and I’m not “happy” with it but I’m proud of it and I’ll tell you why: IDK HOW TO DRAW CARTOON PEOPLE. My process for this was to start with a screenshot and trace some basic proportions, then hide the screenshot and trace/exaggerate those proportions on a new layer, then hide that first proportions and trace/exaggerate AGAIN, and then finally do a sketch on top of those third layer proportions. It kinda worked? I kept the gist of their expressions and Dan’s hand, but it’s nowhere close to the original proportions.

I like Dan’s face the most, I think Phil’s face got too detailed with eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, lip, and cheek crease. Dan’s face just has eyes/implied eyebrows, nose, and mouth, and I think that works wayyyy better. I like the painting on Dan’s clothes better too, but that’s just because what he wore irl was more conducive to a hazy suggested style than Phil’s harsh horizontal lines that don’t really fade into nothing.

Phil’s hair gave me SO MUCH TROUBLE but honestly I think I like it more than Dan’s hair now that it’s shaded with a couple of highlights. Dan’s curls are so hard, dude, how do you draw CURLS.

So yeah, overall it’s not anything to write home about, it’s not what I would consider good fanart of them, but in terms of me pushing my style, I think I definitely succeeded (especially for a daily prompt that I don’t want to spend more than 45 minutes to an hour on). I think if I spent more time on this, the lines would hopefully get cleaner and more intentional, but I would definitely be in danger of adding TOO MUCH detail for lack of anything else to do. I think a good experiment would be to try expressions with limited lines, or limited features. Like how to draw different expressions using just different eye shapes and nothing else. I know people can do a lot with very little, and I want to get better at it. Dan’s face here kind of succeeded. More of that.

(and yes that’s my normal handwriting lol ugh)

#art #my art #art challenge #dan howell #phil lester

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madfantasy · 3 years

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I haven't seen you post in a while, I hope you've been doing okay? How is everything? Hope it's been a good year so far for you 💕💕

You're too kind, u & everyone who made inquiries, bless ur hearts.. im sorry for disappearing, but yeah, I don't have net— using my phone credit and hope this posts..

I tried to record my voice answering this, like I sometimes did on tik, suddenly ended up trying to muffle the floods of my burning tears, so now I have an awkward vid of me talking then weeping out of nowhere, which a good reason for me to keep up the no cry habit, heh.. but seriously, I suppose I'm fine till I be conscious of it.. its much easier for not to talk .. even tho I'm aching to be back in thy company, lonely in my foresight to catch on to the present that joins us, hand held out to reach like minded souls but shying from the fear of forgetfulness occurring..

I'm fine tho, did few new stuff, merely drowning in too muchness and nothingness as usual, this month I guess you could say I took an act of mad fury in search of any happy source because the echoing silence and the swarm of sadness nipping on my brain cells thickened, and the reasoning merged with the obscene. So instead of giving my guardians the usual of 3/4 of my earnings last month for net and groceries, I spent it all. Ya know, as it was told to me it mine to do as I please? As being prevented any chance of work if it was possible, 't was supposed to be spent on art supplies & measly delights craved for years ?

Before hand, I've been begging them to take me for months to get any clothing or whatever, be it the first time I ever see a shop, then just to drive around, then just me peaking to the outside when the front door is open, merely seeking change I suppose. They kept vaguely promising me until they refused point blank— getting tired of my nagging, then their car just stopped working till this day. Its in the workshop rn..

Anyway, befouled by despair, needing the mere basics of life and not granted, I was delighted when i found a site to buy from cheap & pretty, I pressed buy without any further considerations, or taking their permission and thrilled to be able get gifts for my siblings too. I say gifts but really they are deprived necessities too and not even much just one each cuz well, they are 5 of my babies and to start with the top of priorities; we all draw

I could already see it, they can't help themselves; heck seeped through the clenched gates of their mouths, trying desperately to poison me with undirect attempts this time, cuz I bought for my sibs they're out of the option of calling me selfish. I was upping the same trance like state of vague existence dealing with them, absorbing their insults and degrading just to make sure my shi arrives safe.

Unfortunate for me, the site chose the worst carrier in this country

I did everything in my power to make it into their convenience, by embarrassingly messaging the carrier daily, they took a week of promising to deliver and flanking so my guardians reached a heated level of threatening, waving their hands nd almost tossing shi at mE saying that they don't care if they came and if i dared to order something again they'll do this and that. Not allowing me to open the door for the delivery guy when he comes, blaming me for missing vaccination dates (they kept missing them even before)& missing going to important places(again, they just didn't go to for ages), made them loose sleep, etc etc— in turn, I seen red and regretfully blew up.

I screamed at them its literally the only time I ever did this, it BECAUSE it easier on them & I'll do what I want whatever anyway, & to stop interrupting me while I try to explain things , then they suddnly back done and be like I'm not mad at u I'm mad at the delivery ppl, that they are proud of me for being able to do all this, and such sort. I left them to cool in my room, Idk how I did it but must have slam-gripped something so hard it chipped most of my short nails & cracked one, was glad I didn't hurt my drawing hand but yeah, goofy mani

They robbed me of the joy of anticipation & the dissipation of apathy, I started to lose sleep again and my liberating dreams left me and I don't think I remember leaving bed.

But still, If not force myself to do things.. there'll be nothing for me if I don't.. at least I know im able of that

I got my guardians happy tho after another tiresome refusal, by trying out one of those Uber-eat like local apps here, since they have no car and being disabled & ill, I ordered McDonald's for the first time. Slythry behind their backs per habit, told them someone coming and they had that look again, but thankfully the guy came through and didn't steal my money, heh. For a big 1800 calories meal I suppose it was passable, the happy fam faces I got was the real treat..

Oh with that thing with the credit card stating I owe them money, waited weeks & nobody got back to us? They started taking from my guardian's account directly to pay it, saying oh we did send you warnings--- TO THE SHADOWY LINES OF THEIR POSTERIOR A.K.A NOWHERE. Thankfully the account is mostly empty nd just for random transactions, i alerted my guardians not to use it. And again, my god, another round of endless calls and promises started, and we wait again so they just don't act as if we owe them a frking 17k dollars that we don't have.. was panicking cuz I have nothing and but my guardians were weirdly comforting about it and told me not to worry

One thing good bout no net is it made me stop thinking about life in general, and stop the tiny unnoticeable prick of misery when I have no input to share, trying not to helplessly compare people just living, in inflated style or not, in media, to my isolated-most-of-my-life style and missing much of that organic "life experiences and chances", heh. At least, my situation would be favorable to me if it was ever possible for it to let me have peace, or have the simple knowledge I'm not virtually imprisoned and have never familiarised with nothing of this world but the surrounding walls.. its nice to have more time to be consumed by muse and day dreaming that flutters life through my dull being and sing chorus of inspiring means for art to flow and finds its way delicately onto my realised canvas.. but no, I continued drawing whilst sight blurred with salty droplets contradicting that happy tintin dance on tiktok I worked so long on just cuz I couldn't stop, not the tears or the mad scribbles of determined intention to visualise the mourned excitement I need, hating everything I make

Somehow the lilac dream still intrudes, visualising me friends, living, in a quaint home, maybe we roommate, arm in arm we go to make every fracture of fate's encounters a disgusting adventurous thrill, like building a maze of cardboard or chasing each other in the dark.. maybe getting that half bleached head and endless ear pericings ... then it dies and I totally forget it..

But what those awesome headphones helped me do, literally blocks all their voices listening to Sev losing it and I can Waltz around not feeling gutted to go and interfere or play the referee each time. But I can't wear them forever, gives me a bad headache, and honestly; I can't be too neglectful.. my sibs hates me for it already hehe

At least these clothing came true to their measurements, felt the new sensations on how everything I wore hugs me & learnt the baffling ways on how "gender" and region plays different tunes on the same measurements. Getting fitting things felt like suddenly there's hope to be, for myself to be me, and ease this severe disassociation between who I am, and what my body is .. from how little I see myself nd consider it worthy of anything because of how long it been living like a phantom among people.. to numb this dysphoria until it be gone one day

Saddened that the only site I can't order from again if they keep using that awful carrier

...

I missed our country's 91 national day, too. They made sales everything 91 riyal so.. but knowing the sellers here, I don't think most of em went true with their offers.. Horrible news tho on the celebrations, sigh

I turned this into a dear diary, guess bothered you enough today, sorry

So thankful to yous, Idk if I can be back, but I'll remain creating, and will keep the thought alive of being tickled when sharing my creations with your viewing pleasure somehow

'till then my precious dears, take care 💛🙏

26.9.2021, 8 pm, sleeping

#ask #text #diary #personal #my art #miss

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spasmsofthought · 3 years

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flashes. (dick grayson x reader)

I’m not really well-versed in DC, at all, but I wanted to give this a shot. let me know what you think! It’s a bit of a mess, so please take this with a grain of salt and some grace. sorry if he feels ooc; I tried my best but I am by no means an expert or even an amateur. please be kind. idk if i’ll write anymore for him, but i wanted to try. it might be trash but it’s out there now xo

It’s not like Gotham is known for being a walk in the park. The city is all alleys in the middle of the night, dark vapors rising from sewers, and secrets in the shadows. At least, in your experience.

There were no gated communities or fences to keep the darkness out in the apartment complex you lived in with your family. Only survival and common sense keeps you returning to your bed and food on the table.

So, when your younger (genius) brother is offered a scholarship to Gotham Academy on what feels like a whim, the world shifts.

When your mother still works, though, it means you are the de-facto adult during the day. Your job keeps your busy in the mornings, hers during the afternoon and night. You’re just getting into learning what it’s like to handle a job and bills of your own, even though you’re still living with your family (part of it is to save money, part of it is because you just don’t want to leave). Your family is the only real home you have ever known. Why leave to only find inadequate housing where you have to worry about your safety and theirs separately?

So, like every month, you swap out of your work clothes, put on your newest (at least 2 years old) pair of jeans on, the only blouse you own that hasn’t faded or stretched or shrunk from countless wash cycles, and grab the bag you’ve stored in its own special place in the cabinet by your family’s loud, old, run-down fridge.

You chance a ride on the bus, hopeful for no public catastrophes today. You listen to your small, but loved, playlist through the one earbud that works during the ride and you almost want to leap with joy when you step back down on concrete like this is what it is like everyday.

The architecture is a thing to behold. There is no wonder why this is acclaimed as the most prestigious private school in Gotham. Light is everywhere, and it’s like the outside world doesn’t exist. Every month you step on this campus it’s like you’ve never seen it before.

The grounds are meticulously groomed, everything in lines and straight edges. Concrete and nineteenth century buildings both cast heavy, sharp shadows in the late afternoon sun. There are some students lingering about, all grouped up and chattering in their similar uniforms. Compared to public art, haphazard graffiti, and buildings of all shapes and sizes, this place feels foreign. Different. It makes you feel strange and unwelcome; like entering a different world altogether.

When you enter the pristine, elegant office, the entrance door propped open, there’s two figures you immediately spot: the secretary and the man standing in front of her. Your brother is yet to be found. He’s running late again.

“Hi, hun, take a seat,” Grace’s sweet voice soothes from her position behind the desk. “He should be here any minute.” The man standing in front and a little to the right of her glances behind for second, casually swiping a look at you, before he turns forward again.

“Thanks, Grace,” You exhale as you sit down.

The chairs are nice, soft fabric and cushioned, but small. You so desire to bring up a leg to draw close to you, but it’s impossible without making yourself a human pretzel. And you don’t want to dirty it with your less than perfect shoes so, instead, you chose to bring the bag onto your lap and you pick at your cuticles, resisting to bring your nail to your mouth and chew on it anxiously.

There’s never been anyone else in here when you’ve come before. Grace can make polite chatter, but then she leaves you in relative silence. It makes you feel anonymous. The man uttering sweet words to the secretary and then glancing at you again before sitting down next to you does not. You stop fidgeting with your hands and intertwine them together instead.

A flash of the ceiling’s fluorescent lighting on glass against your eyes is what you first get a taste of, then all polish and silver, or something like it, cradling a wrist. The watch looks heavy, expensive. It looks like it could buy your family a newer, safer, apartment in a suburbia far away from here.

“Hey,” Smooth as honey it drips out, and you are drawn to blue eyes and ebony hair. There’s a softness to his face and his eyes are warm. It would only take an hour, you think before you stop the thought from going any further. An hour to do what? You’re not sure, but the list expands the longer you take him in.

The first thing you ever learned on the streets when you walked by yourself to work was how to be aware, vigilant; on guard. Men were unpredictable creatures who were driven by greed or lust or power, and any of the good ones were swooped up and carried away to better things or dead before any second glances could take place. Or carrying on just fine behind their high fences and impenetrable walls. Just because this one introduces himself first does not mean he has proven otherwise.

“Hi,” is all you can offer, a quirk of lips to his gesture of kindness.

You glance towards to door before your eyes make their way back to him. The gesture doesn’t offend him. There’s a familiarity to his face, but you decide to not spend time right now trying to figure it out. It already only tells you one thing: this guy is way out of your league.

Grace gets up from her seat, rounds her desk, and makes her way out of the office, leaving you two alone. You watch her the entire time.

“You waiting for someone?”

“Yeah,” You nod even as the word comes out, “My brother.”

He leans back like he’s got all the time in the world, and there’s a perusal that makes you taste butterflies and gulp down caution at the same time. You wonder if he saw the scuff marks and stains on your worn-out sneakers, or if he notices that you still haven’t had the chance to wash your three-day old hair and that’s why it’s up and back, and that your blouse is definitely from the clearance rack at Goodwill.

“Your favorite one?”

Out of self-preservation, you try to hide the reaction to the humor you feel, “My only one.”

“I think that’s the same thing.” You almost want to roll your eyes. But there’s a genuineness in his conversation, like he means the words he’s saying to you. Like this isn’t a game.

“Sure,” You shrug, “You’re allowed to be wrong.”

“My name’s Richard.” It’s old-fashioned. It’s something you don’t really hear rolled off of tongues in your neck of the woods, that’s for sure. A hand comes out and rests halfway between you and him, and it’s one of the most graceful things you’ve ever witnessed in your entire life.

“It’s nice to meet you.” You smile. Your hands stay clasped in your lap.

“You gotta earn a handshake from my sister,” A voice pops up from the open door way. You swing your head around and watch for a moment as your brother makes his way towards you.

“Hi, J,” Your stand, open your arms wide, bag moved from your lap into one of your hands. His solid presence allows a brief hug before he steps back again. “Sorry, I don’t mean to be rude--”

The man sitting next to you has chosen to rise as well and you’re closer than you thought you would be when you turn back to him. You notice now that your height means your eyes literally meet his lips straight on. There’s a curve of a smirk there for a flash of a second before it straightens back out into the smile you saw at first. The rest of your sentence is forgotten. He takes one, two, three steps back.

“You got them all?” The question saves you. Your brother pulls you back to him as you hand him the brown plastic bag. In it? His favorite snacks from the liquor store on the corner (the nearly sold-out, hard-to-come-by ones).

“Every last one,” Your hands come to his cheeks, turning his face to each side.

You have to reach up now and it strikes you just how much he’s grown even in the past month. You both spend much of your time on the phone with one another. These monthly meetings set-up frequently enough for deliveries and some quick face-to-face time and seldom enough to avoid embarrassment (that’s what he says anyway).

He brings the chip bag out and holds it up, “You even got these.”

“Geraldo got them special order just for you.”

“Tell the old man I said thanks,” He smiles like he’s seven again, spoiled and self-indulgent. “Richard” is still standing behind you and to the side, silent. You can feel his eyes flipping back and forth between the two of you.

“Of course,” Your hands smooth over his shoulders and brush away imaginary dust. “Mom sends her love and says she’ll try and call you on her lunch in a few hours.”

“Yeah, I know. I’ll make sure I answer.”

“Thank you.” You exhale an affectionate sigh.

Avoidant loner that your brother can be, there’s a reason you both want him here. He’ll be able to do the things you only dreamed of when you were his age. And one day, hopefully, you’ll all be out of this hellhole, onto better things.

“I gotta go, but thanks for these. Even though you should be saving every penny,” He chides, holding up a finger like his words are somehow a threat.

“Okay,” You chortle like you wouldn’t give everything up for your brother in a heartbeat. There’s another quick hug before he’s looking back at the man behind you, who is still standing there like some sort of stealth ninja.

“Like I said man,” He nods and there’s something in his face that changes as he looks at “Richard”, “You gotta earn it.”

It’s with those parting words that he begins to walk out. You stay stock still for a second before you leap after him, “I wanna hear all about what happened last week with Cara tomorrow on the phone!”

Your brother, a mile away already on longs legs, shouts something indistinguishable back at you from down the hallway, his figure turning a corner.

“Who’s Cara?” The voice brings your back to reality.

You sweep your palms against your jeans and turn back to face the man with a three-piece suit and a watch that probably costs more than 20 years of your salary. Oh God.

“This girl my brother asked out the other week. I bribed him with some of his favorites so he would tell me what went down.” You shrug your shoulders, not worried about spilling the tea about your brother’s romantic life.

“Does he know that?” His arms seem to relax a little more and you think you could stare at him all day.

“Eh,” You say, creeping back towards the open door. Your small crossbody bag is already on you and there’s no reason to sit back down. Richard follows you as you, apparently, both start to make your exit from the office. Nothing about it feels unnatural. “Sometimes you got to persuade instead of demand.”

“Ha,” There seems to be something you are missing based on the way his mouth curves and his eyes spark, “That’s the truest thing I’ve heard in a long time.”

“You’re welcome. That’s the only one that comes for free!” Your arms swing back and forth. “Anything else is gonna cost you.”

The hallways usually feel like a labyrinth here, but you don’t feel lost this time.

“What forms of payment do you accept?” You pretend to be thinking, but really you’re just glancing between the different features of his face. You’re not sure you’ve ever met someone like him. You’re not sure you ever will again.

“The bank’s closed right now, actually,” The wariness is back. This guy walks like he’s used to treading on perfectly paved gold streets in his shoes. All you’ve ever known is cracked cement and rusted pipes that burst underground. “But I think it’ll be back up and running soon.”

He doesn’t falter and there’s no anger or hurt in his expression at the metaphorical rejection. Instead, it looks something like silent patience. Maybe even acceptance. This guy could totally not be interested and you could just be being (too) ambitious. The door to the open courtyard, and your way home, is already before you both.

“It was nice meeting you Richard,” You say as you begin to take steps forward. Your hands nervously hold the strap across your torso. You take a few more steps before his words turn your head back to him.

“You can call me Dick,” He says with ease. The tone makes you feel like he’s speaking a language you don’t really understand. His blue eyes seem like they’re on fire; a contradiction, you know. There’s something about him that almost makes you catch your breath. You’ve never been been winded by just looking before.

“Maybe I’ll see you around.” You offer, hands squeezing your bag strap.

“I look forward to earning that handshake next time!” He calls out when you’re several feet away.

I think you’ll earn a lot more than that, you almost say, but refrain.

Instead, you wave back to him once before making your way out of the courtyard, caught between staring at your shoes and looking ahead to make sure you’re going to right way. You smile and daydream the entire bus ride home. Blue becomes your favorite color.

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