still a wip, but i love drawing clouds

plen airs i did in ushuaia !

banyet

“It’s a fun idea, Impy, but do we really have what it takes to be villains?” Pearl asked. She, Impulse, and Gem were sitting on the bridge that connected Pearl’s megabase to Impulse’s, watching the sun set.

“I mean, we’re the soup group! We can do anything we set our minds to!” Impulse replied, puffing out his chest confidently.

“That’s a nice sentiment Impulse, but if we’re gonna do a villain arc, we need training on how to do it! Most of us have never been the villain in the story.” Gem said, with a side look at Pearl. Pearl rolled her eyes.

“Okay, what about Etho! He’s so cool.” Impulse immediately jumped to brainstorming.

“Have you ever tried tracking that guy down? I once looked for him for three months because he underpaid at one of my shops. He still owes me diamonds I think.” Gem replied. “Ooo, what about Doc! Hasn’t he been the villain multiple times on hermitcraft?”

“He’s too busy with the hivemind.” Impulse sighed. “He doesn’t even have time to do royal tasks.”

“Guys, I think I have an idea of who to call. He may not be a proper villain per say, but he can be quite creepy at times, and I think he knows a lot more then he lets on.” Pearl said suddenly.

“Oh? Who?” Impulse and Gem said at the same time.

——

“You know it’s kinda rude to tie someone to a chair in their own home. Well, maybe not rude all the time but-.” xBcrafted gigged at his own joke, then sighed, looking up at the soup group standing above him. “Hi guys!” His eyes crinkled in a smile.

“How on earth did you manage to get him tied to a chair?” Impulse asked incredulously. “I went to restock my shops for five minutes!”

“Hashtag girl power!” Gem said.

“They asked politely.” xB said at the same time.

“Listen, xB.” Pearl said, and everyone else went silent. “We need information out of you, and you need to understand that we mean business, okay?”

“Okay.” xB replied, looking at each of their faces carefully. “I’m listening. Not like I have a choice, but.”

“We-” Impulse indicated to the three of them, “want to become the bad guys. The villains of the server. We need to know how to be evil, how to make the king quiver in fear at our feet.”

“I’m not evil, guys.” xB said after a round of chuckling. “I’m literally just some dude. I’m literally wearing a hoodie.”

“No, you’re not evil. But I’ve seen you hanging around in trees late at night watching everyone, and we all know scar isn’t the only hawkeye sniper around here. And I wear hoodies too.” Pearl replied, arms crossed.

“I believe the proper pronunciation is ‘hotguy’ actually.” xB said, giggling again.

“Oh my god this guy is useless!” Gem cried, throwing her hands in the air in exasperation, then going over to kick a bush (which she promptly put back).

xB sighed, calming his giggles. His silence was a lot more eerie then his laughter. “Gem, Pearl, Impulse. Love you guys to death, really. But if you’re really going to be capital ‘e’ evil, you’re gonna have to do a little better then this. I suppose I could help, maybe. Lesson one- you have to take out the biggest threat, always.” And in a flash, xB was out of the chair, ropes hanging uselessly across the seat, and a knife pressed against Pearl’s throat.

“Wait, why aren’t I the biggest threat!” Impulse complained.

“Didn’t Pearl kill you quite recently in those death games?” xB asked owlishly. “And let’s be honest here, Impy, your hesitation gets you killed every single time. You’ve got the brains and the brawn, but that rule book of morals you have in that head of yours keeps you chained down.”

“Why you-” Impulse raised his battle axe, but then considered what xB had just said, lowered it again with a grumble.

“Hey, I’m not saying y’all are horrible and will never be villains! You each have something to offer! Gem, for instance, is very good at accidentally killing people. I’ve seen her do it. She’s impulsive, but deadly on occasion. It just so happens that she wasn’t very conscious of me taking her knife when she tied me up, is all. Impulse, you have plenty of mischief within you, but you keep yourself contained. Why? And Pearl…” xB looked up at Pearl and just kind of chuckled, pulling back and taking the knife away from her throat.

“Hey! We could just kill you now!” Gem said. “We don’t need some sassy guy to tell us what to do!”

xB stood in front of the soup group and tossed Gem her knife. “Listen, let’s be honest here. Y’all need me. I can help you get where you need to be. Ain’t that what being a villain is all about? Mutual benefaction?”

“Literally no.” Pearl muttered. She had a hand to her throat, eyes almost slits looking at xB.

“Ah, you’re right. But I think I’m the best y’all could muster up. You wanna go on a villain arc? Okay! But you need help, and you knew that when you came to me. And I will help you. For a price, of course, but I haven’t quite decided what that is yet. How’s that for a classic villainous deal?” xB extended a hand.

Gem and Impulse exchanged looks. Pearl hadn't moved from watching xB.

“Deal.” Impulse said, walking forward and shaking xB’s hand. xB’s hand was cold and wet. It was all quite fishy, to say the least.

Addiaccio

Addiaccio sost.s.m. en plen air in Corsica.

Could you write a Yan!Shadow and Yan!Rouge romantic team up?

Thank you!

Yandere Shadow the Hedgehog & Rouge the Bat: Never Alone (Romantic Drabble/Teamup)

TW: Implied stalking/insomnia/murder & blood

Hues of ice blue & lime green painted the walls from the multiple glass windows, gleaming on the miniature statues of gold & silver platter placed tidily side to side by the walls. Each corridor looked the same with the only distinction being that of the painting shifting from solo portraits to plen-air paintings, no matter where you turned or looked the sense of being watched never died down or hindered your stomach from turning. You rush down the halls with frantic breaths striving not to buckle from exhaustion, having no clue for how long you've been running you halt your motion seeking to regain your breath. You feel light as if floating but the growing headache reminds you of your situation, you grasp onto the wall in fear of losing balance while your face felt as hot as blazes.

The distant sound of footsteps remind you of why your running, uttering a groan you continue onward disregarding the ache in your legs & your dizziness. Cursing the place for everything looking the same you manage to open a door in a corridor & enter without giving away your location. The walls of the area were painted like tangerines with vertical stripes of gold complimented the warm palette. Two couches, with salmon pigments & a glossy almost smooth texture, faces each other with a small glass table between the two. Hues of ice blue could barely be seen from the closed curtains which were the only source of light.

You press your face against the door & when you heard the steps get further away to where all that could be heard was silence, you close your eyes in relief nearly collapsing on the ground. The faint scent of cigarettes lingered in the air, you pace with uneven steps to the couch closest to you feeling the texture of it being as soft as silk & lifting your arm to your chest to strive & calm yourself. You can't remember when the sense of eyes began but you know that it followed you here & whoever footsteps were that was surely the cause of the built up paranoia. Walking to the front of the couch you cautiously sit down on the leather feeling the cool touch against your arms while leaning your head back, eyes heavy from the lack of sleep.

Feeling your drowsiness to take over as you close your eyes & attempt to get some rest, you fail to hear the door open or the footsteps grow closer. The feeling of something frigid but smooth rest on your shoulder causes you to open your eyes & attempt to retrieve from it, turning around to land a blow without thinking. You hear a gasp but nearly fall off the couch unsteadily, only whoever snuck on you grabbing you gently to keep you from plunging to the ground. Seeing who it was proved to be difficult not just from your insomniac state but by just how dark the room was, the only thing for certain was smooth, silky gloves holding you.

You could feel their eyes on you, such notion brought a sense of familiarity but not exactly in a good way. Reaching out to feel their face, they hum in amusement as they seize your hand & rub circles on the back of your hand. "Now now, didn't anyone tech you it's not nice to touch someone else's face?" You recognize the feminine voice while simultaneously eyeing a pair of violet boots far too familiar, "R...Rouge...?" Her chuckle fills your ears as she slightly nudges you forward just enough for you to be able to sit on the couch without the risk of you falling. Rouge stares at you, taking in your fatigued state while clicking her boots on the floor, hands resting on her hips. Hues of azure glow against Rouge's snowy fur, bringing out her eyes on you, the same sense of eyes creeps up on you making you squirm slightly.

"Dear me love, when was the last time you took a rest? Or a break?" The bat places her gloved hand to your forehead, the sensation making you utter a snicker, "I don't really, um...recall...works been up my ass lately..." Rouge narrows her eyes, followed by a hum as she rests her head on her free hand. "No kidding" Rouge retrieves her hand from your head as she stands up with wings stretched, hands returning to her hips as she sighs. "This simply won't do. We aren't happy when you're like this and so~"

By the time you fully process her words you yelp from being picked up & held bridal style, your hands clinging around the thief's neck in fear of falling. "Don't be scared dear, I won't drop you" "W...We?" Your question falls on deaf ears as Rouge kick opens the door, humming as her eyes scan the area, as if looking for someone or something. You faintest scent of blood invades your nose but before you can say anything you notice a figure walking towards the two of you. "I have them" "I can see that" The figure glances at you, or at least, the state you were in. "When was the last time they rested?" Squinting your eyes, you're able to make out coal like fur with a white, fluffy chest with gold around the wrists. It's not until you gaze up & detect the red stripes that you realize who they are.

"They don't even recall themselves! How sad" Rouge holds you close as if in a attempt to comfort you but said notion only brought distress, though you're too exhausted to do anything besides groan. "I told you my...observations would help" "I know that, now let's get out of here before someone decides to show up" Shadow sighs as Rouge snickers at him, making the hedgehog glance at her in annoyance, "Don't look at me like that Shadow dear & don't think I haven't noticed the blood on your shoes" The moment those words left her lips, Shadow stares at his shoes that have dried brown specks of blood painting it, the ultimate life form pinches the bridge of his nose while placing his other hand on his hips.

"I'll take care of the shoes when we go back" You shift in the bat's hold, her giggle ringing in your ears, "How cute" In your drowsy state you feel warm lips on your forehead, making out any details proved to be challenging as the opportunity for rest was tempting. Shadow grumbles as he grabs Rouge's arm, "We have to go. Now" "Don't get agitated now, you'll have your turn soon" Fighting your slumber was turning futile the longer you were held like a child. "Go...where?" Your vocals shifting from high to low & varying in pitch, you barely comprehend what one of them answer as a cough rose up from your throat. "You shouldn't worry about that" Shadow rests his hand on your face & tubs his thumb on your cheek, "Just know you won't be alone anymore" A small smile form on the ultimate life form's lips as you finally succumb to your slumber.

Plen air april 1

Hawk and Red Hood

Summary: But what if no season 3 murder actually? (I just really miss Hank, okay?)

Warnings: suicidal thoughts, depression, drug use

Hank didn't even hesitate when Jason called him asking for help. He had initially intended to tell Dick and rally together the Titans to go find out what the hell was going on with the young man but Jason had sounded...so, so incredibly scared. It wasn't a question anymore whether or not he'd go help him on his own. Jason needed someone he could trust right now and apparently that person was Hank and Hank alone.

After three phone calls to separate burner phones at different locations Hank was frustrated. He knew why of course, Jason and Dick had both grown up with Batman, of course neither of them would ever trust the other not to track Hank's location when they wanted to stay hidden, but it was still fucking infuriating. At long last he found the abandoned apartment building and entered slowly, trying not to spook the distraught younger man.

"You here, kid, or are you still leading me around Gotham?" Hank asked, closing the door behind him and keeping an eye out for any movement. He wanted to trust Jason but he also knew that if he was on something he could get violent. He had to be ready.

A broken lamp flickered on in the corner of the dingy room, illuminating a trembling Jason. Even in the low light Hank could see the glassy, blown pupils. Hank stopped in the middle of the room with a sigh.

"Shit. You're looking kinda worse for wear," he commented. It was an understatement, the kid looked one wrong move away from a panic attack. Jason shoved his trembling hands in his hoodie pocket.

"I can't- I can't keep going like this," Jason said, voice breaking. "It's not fucking working anymore I- fuck, I just...can't make it stop."

"I know," Hank said gently, trying to soothe the teen. "Come on. Let's get you out of here, get you someplace where you can think easier."

Jason shook his head and began to back away. "No. No, fuck no, I'm not facing Dick like this-"

"Easy, kid, we don't have to go talk to Dick. We can go wherever, just get some fresh air to clear your head."

Jason shook his head again, running a hand through his dark curls damp with sweat. "God I...I should've stayed dead. I shouldn't fucking be here. What the fuck is wrong with me-"

"Hey, hey," Hank said, moving closer as Jason's words began to tumble out in a frantic stream. "It's okay. Take a breath, kid, I've got you. I'm not going to let anything happen to you, I promise."

Jason fumbled in his pocket for a moment before producing what looked like an inhaler. Hank didn't think he had asthma, or if he did he'd never shown or mentioned it before, but if it helped...

Hank regretted his decision not to ask about it when Jason took a hit off of it, his irises turning yellow from their normally vibrant blue-green for a moment.

"What is that?" Hank asked cautiously. He didn't want to spook the kid more but he needed to know what he was dealing with here.

Jason's voice sounded oddly calm and detached, hollow when he spoke again. "I synthesized a reverse of Scarecrow's fear toxin. This shit removes any fear I have whenever I want it to." He shot Hank a smug smirk before pocketing the inhaler again.

"Jesus, Jason," Hank muttered. This was worse than he'd thought, way worse. This wasn't some common street drug and he had no idea what to expect next with the younger man.

"What? You should be glad you made it this far," Jason commented, sounding like the cocky asshole Hank knew but also so very uncannily unlike himself at the same time. "I was gonna kill you, piss off ol' Dickie boy, let his whole damn Titans team tear itself apart."

The nonchalant way he said it made Hank's skin crawl and his temper flare but he pushed it down, trying to stay focused. This wasn't Jason, not really. "What changed your mind?"

Jason shrugged. "I can piss off Dick in other ways. You and Gar are the only ones who ever gave a shit about me, I've got plenty of other assholes to choose from on the team, don't I?"

"I'm not going to let you hurt any of them either, Jason," Hank said, voice hard.

"You're not going to let me?" Jason repeated with a bitter laugh. "You can't fucking stop me, the plan's already in motion. If you were smart, you and Gar would get the fuck out of Gotham."

"What plan? Jason, what did you do?" Hank demanded, moving closer to the younger man.

"Don't push your luck, Hawk," Jason sneered. "You're only alive right now because I changed my mind."

"What. Did. You. Do?" Hank repeated, enunciating each word.

"Get. Out. Of. Gotham." Jason mimicked with a mocking grin. "If you know what's fucking good for you."

With that, he brushed past Hank, leaving the older man seething in the middle of the abandoned apartment.

Hi! Just wanted to say that your art is SUPER good. I especially like how you do your lineart and water color pieces. I wanted to ask what materials you used for your Neo Metal Sonic drawing? (and if you have the time/energy, your general process for making art pieces like that)

Have a great day!

Thank u sm!!! The material for that one was a pilot paralel pen 6mm

Im moving soon so most of my art materials are packed away, what i have atm is a kit of plen aire tools i use for sketching in bed mostly lol ....

In order: eraser, pentel synthetic brush pen, white posca marker, mechanical pencil size o.5, sakura 05 ink pen, cross fountain pen, pilot paralel pen, watercolor container brush that came w my watercolor kit, da vinci portable watercolor brush size 06. Watercolors are winso e newton student grade. My sketchbook is a simple canson block i had madeninto a sketchbook myself

As for the process, i looked up a picture of him and drew him 3 times to memorize his design. Then the inked final result was freehanded no sketch, justbfuck it we ball....

Best i can offer is remember line weight can be used for many things, set which pieces are closer to pov, define shadowed areas, define material etc etc...

to me, it's all about figuring out how you enjoy making art tbh.... l

ike i deeply admire thin clean lineart and carefuly planned pieces but i dont have fun doing that, so my approach is a bit more chaotic... also its always neat to find inspiration on other for your work

That particular neo metal was inspired by @mmm-asbestos ' gorgeous metal art and by @the-hydroxian-artblog 's fantastic inking

Check out their blogs if you havent before, tons of good stuff there

Plen air artist encountered on the Dunmore East Cliff Walk, co Waterford

i went to a local art gallery the other day! it deserves a good long chatty post so here it is !

so this gallery is riiiight in the middle of the busiest part of town, aka the main road, so it's really accessible and approachable for locals and tourists alike. it's dedicated to the work of a local family of artists: Irina Lebedeva, a widow who works on quilts, her late husband Mikhail who made sculptures from found objects and graphic art, and their son Dmitriy who is a ceramic artist.

the building itself has a history that goes wayy back. built in the first quarter of the 1800s to serve as a protestant church (chapel?) for a wealthy merchant's wife, it's one of the oldest in town (among those that were built for people to actually live in). it was later sold a couple of times and seemed to be the hottest venue for balls and socialite gatherings. they retained the house's inital floorplan, keeping their changes minimal and mostly purely for function, allowing it to serve as kind of a blank canvas for the art displayed inside. i have mixed feelings on this decision. sure, i love old houses and their charm, but i'm not too fond of the old staircase that's severely eroded. a nice detail they kept functional was all the old vents and a quaint little balcony with a view:

however the bare brick walls don't work too well with the quilts (i keep trying to type tapestries and correct myself. they're quilts.). bare brick is kind of a busy backdrop for the bold and bright fabrics.

moving on to the artworks themselves, the quilts are stunning to look at. they were made by Irina Lebedeva, who has been making fabric art since she was a kid who locked herself up in her parents' closet with scissors. by about 12 she made clothes for herself and her dolls. her quilts are colorful, heavily patterned and very masterfully made. most have an abstract geometric pattern,

others tell a story (cell division and night city lights were my favorite)

or showcase a scene. and some of them are huuuge! the sizes range from about the size of a large pillowcase to around the size of a door frame.

Irina Lebedeva is a remarkably skilled artist and craftswoman who still continues to work to this day.

her late husband Mikhail is also an artist in his own right, though his works are a bit more grounded and familiar to gallery goers (?). it's stated on the information stands that he made sculptures from found objects like old screws and buttons and such. i wasn't able to find a lot of these on display apart from this horse:

most of his works featured in the gallery are very quaint depictions of the town and its people. old houses, a busy market, churches, fountains and cozy little nooks in the town's underbelly. these are done in a charming graphic style on toned paper.

it really makes me want to pick up some charcoal and the wad of packing paper i used for plen-air sketching some years ago. well, someday i'll do it! it's interesting to note that both he and his wife are alumni of the college i studied at!

their son Dmitriy is a ceramic artist, and his work has a special place in my heart as i'm aiming to be one as well.

he works with red clay and uses primarily traditional techniques. these not only yield a whimsical and cute look to his sculptures, but serve to keep these ancient practices alive for longer. among the techniques he uses are milking and blackening for finishing, apart from the usual glaze or burnishing. most of the sculptures he has on display are also whistles! this is also part of a traditional local craft.

what i like about applied arts is that they are allowed to let go of the snobbism and elitism or fine art. they're also very approachable to the general public. the bulk of applied artists come from a humble upbringing. also the sculptures can be silly and funny-looking!

one of my favorites from these is the little guy #8, which is simply named "beast" <- pretty on the nose lol that is definitely a beast.

the centerpiece of the gallery is a sculpture group by Irina Lebedeva, which depicts many of the most instantly recognizable buildings in town.

any local would be able to tell you what most, if not all of these buildings are! we have the old round mosque and minaret, the big orthodox cathedral in town, most of the old merchant mansions, the old market with its thick columns are all cherished parts of the town's image. of course, they aren't really arranged this way in real life. but this composition serves as like a bite sized look into the history of the town.

what's also a sweet touch is that this gallery is a venue for many master-classes and art lessons! i really love that this project continues this recent trend of leaning into the approachable artistic aspect of the town's identity. as a gallery it's open to the public only a few days a week, but when it is, it's extremely affordable and accessible to most of the townspeople. however it's not wheelchair accessible. being located on the second floor of the building, access is blocked by the aforementioned eroded staircase. but all in all, it's a sweet little spot to go and shield yourself from the town's bustle if you don't really have anything to do. and if you catch it open.

Plen Air (1890) de Ramón Casas

Got tagged by @iguessitsjustme so why not? May as well!

Fave colour: Somewhere between teal and anything shiny, depending on the day.

Currently reading: I actually just started rereading Faded Sun by CJ Cherryh and will be rereading The Four Quarters by Tanya Huff once I finish it. I haven't been reading a lot lately but trying to get into it.

Last song: No idea. None whatsoever. No clue. I don't listen to music regularly just by itself, honestly. Uh. Probably the theme song to Ghost Host, Ghost House because I'm actively watching it?

Last series: Actively watching Ghost Host, Ghost House as I watch this with plens on War of Y next while I gif these absolutely darling boys.

Last movie: No idea. Uh. Probably Muppets?

Currently working on: Giffing Ghost Host, Ghost House with plans on some Oh! MY Sunshine Night giffing later on, possibly also the Between Us trailer but I dunno.

share 10 different favorite characters from ten different pieces of media in no particular order, then tag 10 people

All BL AND all currently airing because... I mean... yes and also why not making it harder for myself. These are in no particular order, I love them all deeply.

Name from Remember Me

Eiw from My Only 12%

Pluem from Ghost Host, Ghost House

Em from Remember Me

Park and Pong (they must be in one spot) from Big Dragon

JungWoo from Choco Milk Shake

Cake from My Only 12%

Kan from The Eclipse

Ping from Fahlanruk

Ai and Nhai from Ai Long Nhai

I don't tend to tag people. Do it if you want!

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🖤 Figs with Honey 🤍

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“ The piercing sunlight through the subtle coral coloured clouds above shines onto the lively foliage below. The lively plant flourishes with warm sunlight making it photosynthesis. It starts off as a foliage filled with life. Prosperous green is the colour of a veiny leaf that grows in the sunlight after absorbing clean aqua at the base. As the clock spins clockwise with the correct time, the fig foliage would wither and the moisture inside it evaporates because of the warm sunlight. The prosperous fig foliage had fig fruits growing on it’s branches and is to be eaten with drizzled floral honey. Let’s play a slow paced song to hear. Your laughter sounds funny, dear! Today was definitely sunny. We decided to make en plen air paintings with hopping bunnies near. Your oil paint is definitely a bit runny. Why are you on one knee? What’s with the glowing lights on the tree? The diamond gold ring is a must see. Our heartbeats were increasingly beating heavily. The reflective ring was as gold as a fifty. Our intentions is to have a big family. Things to go to our plan so we could breath easily. The sweetest efforts made by the black striped honey bees. This is absolutely heavenly! A moment to definitely last forever, metaphorically. Stop calling our phones, we’re a-bit busy! It’s our besties wanting to find out and hear this unforgettable story! ”

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Plen air watercolor I have made during my school trip. Someone's private plot with a small bridge leading to a garage. The river was going down from the top of the hill. You couldn't see where the water falls from, you could only hear it. Every time we crossed this place I tried to stare at it for a moment. This little garden just got stuck in my head and painting it was the right thing to do. I'm not trying to sound pretentious, I want to share this little moment of finding a beautiful space somewhere where you least expect it.