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aaimlesss · 10 months
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mikotoba,,,,,,,,,,, 🥰🥰🥰
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wispscribbles · 5 months
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I want to eat your art and writing thank you so much
Haha well I'm always happy to keep you all fed. Here, have some old sketches <33
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sysig · 4 months
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Good skeles, like you lots (Patreon)
#Doodles#Handplates#UT#Sans#Papyrus#Gaster#Finally a set mostly featuring the brothers! Yay!#I love their dynamic so muuuuch and they're both so cuuuuuute ahhhhhhh <3 <3#I made that first one based on some half-remembered doodles from my Very First time around drawing UT characters - going way back!#I never posted any of them - I do actually have some studies from back then from various artists including Zarla haha ♪#And I think the original sketches for the pixel bouncies I made of them? :0 There's a lot of good stuff back there! Been a while tho lol#Really tho I've just kinda been on a big-eyes-and-swirly-cheeks kick lately haha ♪ They suit it so well! Especially Sans#Very fun to put down strong lines about ♫#Hugging <3 Always hugging <3 <3#I'm really pleased with their hands there actually haha - Papyrus pulling Sans in and Sans' hand on his ribs not pushing just a little space#They're so cute <3 Even some of my first doodles of them were them giving little donk-pecks on their cheek or forehead#Y'know - since they don't have lips lol#Also probably not a shock but I've pulled out my own colour cube(s) to play with out of inspiration lol#I am So out of practice lol#Sleeping on each other - it is The Classic! I love Papyrus' little paw thing with his plated hand while he sleeps haha#I personally really like the inverted Soul look on Monsters but in Handplates they're right side up! What do!#There must be a happy medium to strike somewhere hmmm#Just put them sideways and upset Everyone lol#A silly little set with Gaster of the two ''flying'' - does that activity actually have a name? :0 I don't know it#Gaster is not about to have them playing anything that could end up with 1-s falling though - not that he'll listen lol#''Because I told you to!'' Lol#And finally trying on clothes in their house! Papyrus is getting weird vibes off this shirt with how it ties in the back and hangs loosely#I'm pretty sure? I've been drawing him with his scar but it can hard to tell even looking at it myself lol#I'm not exactly careful with the delineation of his neck bones so the line can get lost#Needs a shirt that will compliment a scarf or a cape for sure
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c4n1d43cup1d · 6 months
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Uh this is kinda mid but i wanted to do something for flora friday
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brushstrokes-art · 2 years
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don’t mind me i’m just addicted to using hair as a visual storytelling device to communicate changes in a character over time
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hikarinokusari · 8 months
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Not me the DM drawing things that doesn't happen nor will happen this way nor will happen at all when I'm supposed to draw the dinner scene since my players were invited to Ravenloft nearly one year ago.
And not the energy to polish anything. I might come around them and polish. One day. When I'll draw the dinner scene. And the comic I'm supposed to draw for a year as well.
Anyway.
Rahadin's drawing background (c) i really couldn't trace back the artist but it's not mine.
Various references of kabedon used for the Khal / Vasili drawing.
I apologize for the brainworms and how I take your character without you knowing to put brainworms on canvas. Thank you @xyanmajor for putting up with my nonsense.
#my art#sketches#dnd oc#somehow rahadin who sees the ship and still says nope even though this ship has been discussed beforehand so he should say yes but well.#somehow me shipping vasili and khal#SOMEHOW HE BITES HIM IN THIS FAKE SCENARIO OF MINE#vasili von holtz#who is different from canon's so I made him different than strahd with a moustache ... still he's strahd-coded#SOMEHOW HE LIKES TO BITE#Kudos to anyone who can read my scrappy writing#kudos to anyone who manages to spot that I shamelessly took quotes from the various novels of ravenloft for the first 2 drawings#at some point on the road V will canonically bite Khal I s2g#khal is a brat#khal corvara#we got two brats on the road#the rp scenes are either they're drunk either they're bratty either they're flirting either they're oblivious to each other's tries of#asserting friendship and somehow I still don't know how they decided to be friends so fast#I will polish those one day I swear and learn lighting/background at some point#i realized midway I would never have the skills to draw a background or polish anything so welp#later I will tho ... in 8 years ... maybe. I'll just keep on doodling nonsense and shippy things that do not happen.#But I WILL BITE THIS VISTANA. I SWEAR I WILL BITE HIM IN KREZK IF I MUST.#Not the poor krezkite we meet on the road being the thirdwheel of their weird relationship and failure courting#I have to prepare a scene where I'll learn player to dance the barovian traditionnal dances#I'm pretty sure it will end up charged in homoerotic tension again because I see dance like a battlefield and so does this damn Vasili ...#well at least they won't be covered in blood so it's less homoerotic. At least I hope they won't be covered in blood but who knows.#i'm practicing nose drawing but I don't manage to draw noses correctly#i don't even know why I'm posting these lmfao#curse of strahd#rahadin#hnk dms curse of strahd
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ambersky0319 · 5 months
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I have an art related idea
And like
It's a massive project
But it's broken down into much smaller pieces
Still big tho- I was adding up all the characters and so far I'm at 432 and there's still a lot more I was gonna list
Like. I probably won't do all of them anyways but I want to do them all and I'm very likely to try doing them all
I was planning on getting it done in a year but tbh I don't think it would be done by then- posting anyway would take much longer depending on how frequently I posted
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voidpomf · 1 year
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Some doodles, im trying to figure out how to more regularly finish things but i have like zero motivation for anything i try.
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shepscapades · 1 year
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Various doodles from episode 1 of limited life! I have a lot more to be posted soon, but I wanted to throw some color on some of the sketches I’ve been sitting on for a few days :]
Featuring: Martyn’s asides are literally so funny to me idk what it is about it LOL, Bad boys doing… what bad boys do best(??????) and a few different bad boys outfit concepts I came up with— i’ve got a finalized design that’ll be fully colored soon, but yeah!!
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taytei · 9 months
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A ghost kings favorite resting place
[Imagine description below]
[Image ID: a collage of colored drawings of Hua Cheng resting in various positions in Xie Lian’s lap. All warmly lit, as if they’re sitting in sunset glow, except one. Buckle up, this is long.
The upper left an overhead shot of HC in his San Lang form, laid on his back with his head resting in XL’s lap, his arms extended back to rest lightly around XL’s waist. His eyes are closed, with a small and peaceful smile. XL’s face is obscured as he looks down at San Lang, one hand cradling his cheek and the other playing with his crooked ponytail.
Next, Hua Cheng in his ghost king form, sitting upright and cradled with Xie Lian’s arms wrapped around his waist. HC is leaning back into the hold, head tilted up and against XL’s head, eyes closed and his lips curled in a delighted smile. Xie Lian has his chin resting on HC’s shoulder, expression soft and equally delighted. Both have a light blush on their cheeks.
Next, Xie Lian is kneeling, his expression is soft and gentle as he leans over HC (ghost king form) resting on his lap. One hand is resting on HC’s head, hair tangled in his fingers as he brushes it away from his face. The other is cradling HC’s head, pillowing his cheek against his leg. Hua Cheng’s body is mostly obscured behind XL’s legs, with only really his head and is right arm visible. Said arm is curled around in front of XL’s legs, hand lightly gripping XL’s robe. He’s leaning his head into XL’s palm, eyes closed with a light smile, like he’s about to fall into a nap.
Next, Xie Lian is positioned like he’s sitting on a chair, feet planted on the ground. Hua cheng appears to be sitting on the ground next to XL’s legs, upper body sprawled across his legs. Xie Lian is leaning slightly forward, one hand resting on HC’s back, head tilted down enough to see his eyes are fond. Hua Cheng has one arm wrapped behind XL’s back and around waist, while his right arm is laid over the top of his legs. His expression is like a cat absolutely basking in comfort. On Xie Lian’s head, shoulder and hand (the one resting on HC’s back), rests Wraith Butterflies.
The next is a two part companion sketch. One is a smaller drawing. Hua Cheng is in his San Lang form, sitting in Xie Lian’s lap face-to-face. His hands are resting on XL’s shoulders, his legs on either side of XL’s waist. He has a lightly teasing smirk with a gentle blush on his face. Xie Lian is sitting cross legged, with his hands on either side of San Lang’s waist. He looks like he’s happily talking.
The follow up is a bigger drawing. Both in similar positions but more from behind Xie Lian, so his face is now obscured. Hua Cheng has poofed into his ghost king form, pink clouds circling around him to imply the transformation. His arms have now wrapped around Xie Lian’s neck, wrists lightly crossed over each other, with XL’s hair ribbon wrapped around some of his fingers. He’s leaning more forward into Xie Lian’s space, his expression just. Smitten. Singular eye half lidded. Xie Lian’s expression isn’t visible, but vibrant blush lines imply a flustered state. He’s still cradling Hua Cheng in his arms.
Upper right corner are uncolored, monochrome doodles. One of E-Ming resting in a coiled nest of Ruoye, his eye crescented in a pleased smile. Next to it is a chibi style, forward facing doodle of Xie Lian happily squishing Hua Cheng’s cheeks. Hua Cheng is, again, laying on his back, face up, with his hands resting on his chest. His smile is squished, and his one visible eye pleased.
The final colored one is more darkly lit. Xie Lian is seen from the back, sitting cross legged on a cushion at a low-risen table, one hand holding a ink brush up aloft. He’s position as if he’s looking down at what he’s working on. He is wearing a red robe. Hua Cheng (ghost form) has his lower body sprawled across XL’s legs, curling onto his side to wrap is arms around XL’s waist. Hua Cheng’s expression is hidden, as he has his head laid on a cushion in the floor, his hair sprawled messily over the cushion. His fingers are lightly folded over each other on Xie Lian’s side. He is wearing a white robe. The mood is like it’s a late night in their room, only lit by a single candle hidden behind Xie Lian’s form, implied only by a soft yellow light outlining XL. /.End ID
Sorry this is so long, it’s my first time writing an image description gjsjgks
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ceruleancattail · 4 months
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CERU!! HI HI :D
i have this one silly idea i think you might like!
so so, imagine you share classes with cater/jade/floyd (sitting next to them, if you will), and when they glance at your notebook, it's filled with tiny doodles, specifically them
or!! you saw their notebooks littered with doodles of you instead!
this one was when my friend found my philosophy notebook with a smol lilia in a gamer box corner lmao
take all the time you need if you decided to do this one! :D
Doodling
Cater x reader, Jade x reader, Floyd x reader
Cater
Cater finds his attention waning, occasionally. Twisting his pen around, he does his best to fight the urge to check his phone. He’s already done it five times this hour. Horrible habits die the hardest.
As sneakily as he can, Cater leans into your side, head leaning into the curve of your shoulder. His emerald eyes straying over the pages of your notebook, trying to find something to amuse himself with.
The moment you felt his gaze on you, you froze up. Hands hastily fumbling across the table, shielding the contents of your notebook from view. As quickly as you managed to react, Cater still managed to catch a tiny little glimpse of what you’ve scribbled onto those lined pages.
Little doodles of… him? Cute tiny drawings doodled onto the very edges of your notes, surrounded with miniature diamonds and quite a number of rosy red hearts.
Immediately, Cater turned away. Covering the lower half of his face with his palm, in an attempt to hold back his squeals of excitement. That’s just so cute of you!
Do you have any more? He’ll love to see them! Cater’s immediately wiggling a little closer to your side, poking at your notebook until you let him flip through the pages.
Aw, why are you embarrassed? You make him look totally adorable in those doodles!
Cater tries to draw a little sketch of his own right next to one of yours. A little doodle of you, standing right next to him. If you ask him why, he’s just going to chuckle and shoot you a playful grin. Avoiding the question the best way he knows how.
The truth is?
He just doesn’t feel right if you’re not next to him, so just indulge him this time, ok?
Jade
Jade is quiet. Almost silent, even. With his slender frame, he cuts through water with all the elegance of a finely honed blade. Silent, deadly. Even on land, his footfalls are as soft as freshly fallen snow. You’ll never hear him coming.
Which unfortunately works against you most of the time. He seems to relish the feeling of shocking you back to the present, whenever your attention starts to wander. Normally, you’ll hear him snigger, or if he’s feeling a little more teasing that day, the sensation of his ice cold fingers, tracing down the nape of your neck.
Today, it was the latter. As you yelp, reaching for the back of your neck, Jade is silent. His attention currently fixed onto the open notebook on your table, pages fluttering, beckoning him closer.
Gingerly, his fingers reach for the pages. Tracing every stroke on the paper, especially that particularly long stroke of hair framing the subject’s face.
It’s him. In every page.
Little doodles of Jade in the corners, peeking out from every margin. Drawings of him, in the midst of doing various tasks around the Mostro Lounge, along with some particular goofy ones accompanied by giant mushrooms… and hearts. Quite a number of them, actually.
The latest drawing is of him facing forward in class. Eyes narrowed in concentration, chin on his palm. How utterly adorable of you, to capture every single detail of his appearance within a few strokes. You must observe him very dearly.
Jade turns his full attention to you, leaning so much more closer to you than before. His lips curl up into a sly little smile, beaming at you. Now, you don’t have to be so secretive about it, you little artist.
You know he’s always more then willing to pose for drawings.
Well, only if you’re the only asking.
Floyd
Floyd shifts around quite a bit, during class. Normally, you’re pretty eager to chat away with him. Unfortunately, today you seemed a little more preoccupied listening to the lesson instead of Floyd.
Now, what fun is that? He’s so bored just sitting around. Well, you being next to him helps, but come on! You’re not even paying him one bit of attention. Instead you were hunched over the table, pen scribbling away furiously.
Floyd stares at your hand as it moves around, his own hand absentmindedly following suit. While his dance danced in circles in the air, Floyd muses silently. It’s hard to see how those sweeping wide strokes of yours could possibly form words.
Leaning towards you, Floyd dips his head onto your shoulder. Curling his lips into an “o”, before puffing a gust of wind onto the skin of your bare neck. Shuddering at the sudden chill, your pen clatters against the table.
Seizing his chance, Floyd’s hand darts over. Those slender fingers of his wrapping around the pages of your book, yanking it sharply to his side.
Leisurely, Floyd flips the book open. Ready to see what his lil’ shrimpy seemed ever so eager to hide.
Sketches of… him. Toothy grin as bright as the sun, beaming away. Y’know, most people find his smile scary. Not… as endearingly as you seem to see it, illustrating it as sweetly as you did.
You drew him zooming around the Night Raven College, leaping into antic after antic. Little hearts follow every doodle, trailing after tiny Floyd. Ain’t that cute?
Aw, shrimpy! You never told him you could draw. That isn’t too fair, yeah? Hogging all the fun to yourself, sketching him on the sly.
Floyd’s elbowing you playfully, stretching out an upturned palm towards you. Huh? What’s that look for?
Give him a pen, he wants to draw you too!
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lovers-rck · 4 months
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bubble gum
summary ellie hids something in her notebook
content friends to lovers, ellie williams x fem!reader
"do you want to see that movie that i told you about?"
you make a face, looking at the weird pink thing on the ceiling "is that gum?"
ellie follow your gaze and cringe "i don't know what you are talking about"
"that, on your ceiling"
"there's nothing in the ceiling" she says, avoiding your gaze and playing with her pen.
"yeah there is!" you replie "look there"
"maybe you are high"
"what? that makes zero... whatever"
ellie's face displays a victorious smile as she keeps drawing in her sketchbook "so... you want to see that movie? jesse told me that was super scary"
you were laying down in ellie's bed, outside was raining. you kept looking at the gum in the ceiling as you scrunched your nose "i don't know. im not in the mood for a scary movie"
ellie rolled her eyes. she had already seen the movie, but maybe if she pretended not to have seen it before to watch it with you maybe, just maybe, you would snuggle up to her in the scary parts. or whatever.
"pussy" she murmurs. her pencil traces long sketches on the rough paper
"you are so annoying" you say as you sit in the bed, finger brushing your hair "what are you drawing?"
ellie shakes her head "nothing" she is sitting at the head of the bed, with her back against the wall. some thread of hair are resting in her face, tickling her skin, and you have the urge to put those annoying locks behind her ear.
but you don't.
"let me see" you say
you crawl between the sheets, sitting across from ellie, who is holding the sketchbook strangely tightly.
"it's just doodles"
"okay" you replie "i want to see them"
"is shit"
"all your work is shit to you" you rolled your eyes "i never get to see your drawings"
"you are so noisy, has anyone ever told you that?" ellie says
you stick out your tongue playfully and when ellie laughs you grab her sketchbook quickly. ellie is quick too and lunges at you, your body getting pinned between the mattress and ellie's body.
you two become a jumble of wrestling arms and hands "give it back" ellie yells, half laughing half angry "no!" you scream, holding the sketchbook above your head "bitch!" you yell when ellie bites your shoulder
you hear ellie's laugh and take that opportunity to open the sketchbook above her head, where she can't reach in that position.
you always wanted to see what ellie did in that notebook, always curled up in the pages sketching something. you noticed how she always carried a pen and that notebook everywhere she goes, drawing something time to time.
so your surprise is genuine when you go through the pages and find various drawings of you.
you laughing with jesse. you with some dogs. you and that stupid frog stuffed animal she gave you. you smiling. and the most recent sketch, half way finished; you laying down in her bed, just like you were a couple minutes ago.
the drawings are beautiful, quickly but really good studies of you. if you squint your eyes a bit, you can see where she erased some lines to redraw them more accurately.
you flinch when ellie's hand interrupt your surprise by grabbing and closing the notebook. she moves away from you and you sit down.
ellie is sitting a couple inches away from you, avoiding your gaze and hugging that sketchbook like a kid hugging her favorite toy.
your lack of words was not exactly due to the drawings. you knew that this was normal and that ellie used to draw people she knew, you were in moments where she decided to walk away and draw the moment, immortalizing it on paper.
your lack of words was due to what the scribbles and words around the drawings meant. little hearts, short confessions of love and silly doodles were the things your eyes could decipher in the short seconds you held the notebook in your hands.
"ellie"
"i told you that they were stupid drawings" she replied, her voice tinged with rage and shame.
she felt idiot. too idiot to fall in love with her friend . too dumb to draw her friend when she was distracted, trying to capture every tiny detail that make you special with a stupid pen in a stupid notebook. too idiot to think about you in that way.
"they are not" you murmur
"yes they are" she feels so ashamed "i should throw this thing to the trash can"
you feel how angry and ashamed she is and your mind just can think of the dumbest or smartest response that has ever you occurred.
so you kiss her.
you fingertips feel the soft skin of her cheeks as you press your lips against hers. you don't move, too afraid to do something, so for a couple of seconds your lips just stay there, warming eachothers flesh.
when you feel that you had made the stupidest decision ever you move away, panicking and mumbling sorry's. your hands leaves ellie's cheeks, to embarrassed to even look at her.
"im sorry" you murmur "im sorry ellie. i don't know who gave me the right to do that. im sorry" you look at the door of her room "maybe i should go. sorry"
but before you can go, ellie kisses you back. her grip is more stronger that yours, her hand resting in the back of your head, moving you against her.
she moves her lips this time. her mouth moves against yours, deepening the kiss quickly. hungry.
she pushes you closer to her, moving you in a way that you end up in her lap, with your hands in her neck, kissing her like your life depends on it.
you can feel the same response from her. her hands are everywhere, squeezing and touching and caressing every part of your body as fast as she can, too excited to keep her hands in one place.
a few moments later you move away from your mouth, searching for air. she looks at you.
everything is very awkward for a couple of seconds before you two start laughing.
ellie's chest moves as she laughs with embarrassment "god" she mouths
you laugh too "confessing your love for me trough drawings" you say "fucking drama queen"
ellie hide her face with her hands "shut up. im embarrassed"
"as you should"
"idiot" she murmurs, taking her hands off her face "can i kiss you again?"
you roll your eyes.
but you nod.
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Simon "Ghost" Riley x Artist! Fem-Reader
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Ghost actually didn't know you were an artist, you didn't brag about it or anything. You mainly kept it to yourself even in the beginning of your relationship with him. Mostly because you were embarrassed.
But much like him, you were a soldier, you spent most of your free time observing around the area or doodling in your sketchbook. It was a small one, 8 x 5, black with an elastic band around it, moleskin brand. It easy to carry around in your chest pocket during missions and such.
You were also the girl that ALWAYS had some sort of writing utensil with you, being pencils, pens etc you always had to have it on hand. Not to mention you kept finding them on the floor or other places while walking, so you would always give it to anyone who needs.
Ghost and the others soon started to notice, you pulling out a book in hand with pencil out. Being waiting for planes to pick them up or free time. You always had that book on you no matter what.
Until one day, you forgot your sketchbook as you left it beside you on a bench one day because and commanding officer called you in to chat with you.
Ghost soon noticed and walked over and picked up the book. Curious, he open to see what's inside, only to be met with his face, well, his mask but you get the point.
The sketchbook was filled with sketches of various art styles, of him and other soldiers such as Price, Gaz and Soap. He also noticed you taking cool things you find, like receipts, stickers, tickets etc.
There was even a page full of different skull mask designs for him to try out if he ever wanted to. It's obvious you had talent for this, and saw the world much different then he did.
"Ghost? What are you doing?" Y/n said walking up to him noticing him looking through your sketchbook. "W-wha? How did you get that?"
"You accidentally left it behind." He close the book in hand. Turning to face you, " Y/n why didn't you tell me you are an artist?" You stood there quietly, trying to think, " well...I don't know...I thought you would think it's weird I draw you without asking for permission or anything. "
You can feel him giving you a confused look, " weird? Your wrong doll. In fact I quite enjoy these, I think you should draw me more often then MacTavish though."
"ah, you noticed that."
He leaned in close to your face, his eyes staring at you. " Of course I did."
You can feel your face warming up by close he is, "alright, alright I get it...and to be frank the only one who technically knew I drew was Captain Price. During a meeting once, he saw me doodling on a piece of paper instead of paying attention...he would sometimes ask that I would draw stupid things for him."
"is that so? Show me."
You pulled out a little pocket book for index cards, and on the back of the index cards were stupid drawing of them, ghost include doing dumb shit. It was meant as an inside joke between you, price and even sometimes Laswell.
Ghost couldn't help but snicker at the drawings, it has your art style and humour on it. It's obvious, it's yours.
"You drew Johnny as a literal soap bar, he's going to hate this."
"Well you weren't supposed to see this."
"hmph, And who's this supposed to be?" He flips the index card showing a cartoonish looking grim reaper. You let out a nervous laugh, " ah that...well...uh... "
"Is that supposed to be me, sergeant?"
"Possibly."
"Yes or No?"
You sigh, "yes, it's you." Rubbing the back of your head embarrassed.
"Good girl, I'm keeping this as a souvenir." He says, placing the index card in his pocket. Leaving you there a flustered mess.
"Wait what?!"
Since then, Ghost liked to lean on your shoulder and watch you draw at times, be it at bars with the rest of the crew or at home. It's therapeutic for him at times.
Sometimes he joins in but he mainly like just watching you.
Also since you know he likes flipping through your sketchbook at times, you leave cute messages or notes for him to read. And doodles that supposed to represent you two. Mainly a cartoonish grim reaper holding hands with a witch. Since your nickname is "Salem."
Also Ghost likes to sometimes buy art supplies for you, and see how creative you are.
He's honestly amazed how you view things differently then him because of art, be it colors, or shapes etc. It's interesting to hear your perspective and thoughts both good and bad.
He may not fully understand everything you say, but he knows your passionate in what you do and he respects that. As long your happy he's happy too.
A/n: This is very self indulgence lol, hope you like it! I plan to write some ghost x Mexican fem reader or little scenarios/head cannons. I'm not sure yet but for now that's all :)
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auroblaze · 7 months
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Sonic Frontiers DLC dropped and since then I've been consumed and obsessed to put it lightly, that on spare times at work I stopped to doodle down what I thought The End could've been like 👀👉👈
More thoughts in depth about the final boss after the cut:
Okay so here's the thing, I went into the final battle expecting it to be like the one from the base game but with, more ( like most of us did I assume). The fact is, while technically it was like that, I found myself missing some details I liked from the original one, such as obviously The End's speech and the overall vibe... heck I made a three pages comic about it, so SOMETHING was done right there, otherwise it wouldn't have me inspired at all.
The new final battle was still a great spectacle to me, mind you! It genuinely hyped me through the whole run! I simply was expecting The End to eventually reveal it's...not even true form I guess, because it says to have multiple incarnations and I think that kind of makes sense. But A different form from the gigantic moon would've been pretty dope to see nontheless. From the trailer I was sure that the "seven arms possessed Supreme" was gonna take the place of regular Supreme. I didn't quite get why The End would use Supreme again since the first time clearly didn't work..? I mean the battle was still amazing but frankly there are many choices in the story I didn't understand djfhgdg... I hope the next title puts some more effort on the story too because they are really *so close*!
I started to think that, since the game proposes you as island/level bosses the Titans... as something different (as it usually works for the final battles in sonic games) it could have worked that The End was gonna fight Sonic at his level, almost his size. I mean the game is clearly full of anime references so this wouldn't have been that much weird to see lmao.
The last picture in this post was actually the first bunch of sketches I did before the release of the DLC. At first I imagined The End as like, an alien death's-head hawkmoth (Acherontia atropos if u prefer) that could shapeshift in different adversaries based on Sonic's memories, right because of its speech to him about "seeing into his mind" and all his past challenges. I wanted also to add another anime influence on his appearence by making it kind of like the Anti-Spiral boss from Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann.
The sketches AFTER the DLC are also various other ideas from the brainrot sjghdf, it's mostly The End picking the Ancients' technology design as mockery, and Sonic going all-out continues to be a thing because that genuinely slapped👀👀👀
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malikselfindulgence · 7 months
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TRAFFIC LIGHT TRIO X READER STUDY DATE HEADCANONS [seperate + all together!]
Content: reader is gender neutral, could be interpreted as either romantic or platonic
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Headcanons under the cut!
RED SON:
☆ tries his best to keep you actually focused on the task at hand- doesn't let you goof off, but will allow consistent breaks
☆ but alas, once you've asked him a single question he'll derail the conversation twenty times over until he's completely off-topic and explaining something not even in your curriculum
☆ not that you mind- it's nice seeing him get passionate over topics he's into
☆ he tends to get absorbed into whatever he's working on, so study dates are a good way to get him to eat and drink water regularly alongside you
☆ I headcanon him as autistic, so parallel play is one of his favorite things! Enjoys being in your company while you each do your own seperate thing
☆ gets very easily frustrated if you're studying something not in his field of expertise [think molecular biology, literature, world geography] and you ask for his help only for him to not understand the question
☆ now it's your turn to try and keep him focused instead of going on a long-winded rant about how he's very smart and knowledgeable and this book is actually stupid and also he's-
MEI:
☆ you get a surprising amount of work done when you're with her!
☆ Mei's pretty good at balancing work and fun- she knows when to leave you be so you can focus on your studies, and when to strike up a conversation so you don't get too bored or stressed out
☆ she has a study date playlist specifically for the both of you that she updates frequently- she tries to keep her rock/metal songs out of it so it doesn't startle you and break your attention
☆ she's very horrible at explaining things- you ask her to help you with a question and although she understands the concept, she uses such convoluted metaphors and analogies that leave you more confused than before
☆ she likes holding your hand or sitting in your lap while you both work- just touching you in some way
☆ comes up with funny abbreviations for things you have to memorise
☆ gives you little pecks/kisses every once in a while, and near the end of your date when you're both burnt out, she'll give you a sleepy cuddle session while flipping through your flash cards
MK:
☆ oh boy
☆ where do I even start
☆ half of it is spent trying to wrangle MK into his desk, and the other half is spent trying to get him to open his books
☆ has a surprising amount of niche hyper-specific knowledge about various subjects, but if you ask him about the basics his mind'll blank
☆ tries his best to make the environment as comfortable for you as possible- utensils all set, cushions for your back, snacks and drinks on the table, reminders to stretch so your back doesn't hurt
☆ playing loud music tends to help him settle down and get some work done- you have to be holding his hand so he doesn't fidget around, though
☆ doodles on your notebooks/sticky-notes, usually small sketches of you or of himself giving you a thumbs up, flowers, hearts, little messages about how you're doing super well and you're super smart. It's really endearing and helps keep your morale up
☆ his attention span is very very low [I headcanon him as having ADHD], so he has to take multiple breaks in between. If you're still working while his mind is un-focused he'll braid your hair to keep his hands busy
RED SON + MEI + MK:
☆ yeah, you're not getting anything done today
☆ Mei and Mk together are a force to be reckoned with- and Red Son only adds fuel to the fire
☆ Mei and Mk'll make stupid jokes, Red Son'll tell them to shut up so he can focus, they'll make fun of him, he'll reply with a defensive and louder insult, and the cycle repeats
☆ if you ask a question, everyone'll be fighting to try and take a look at your book and help
☆ cue ensuing argument that lasts well into 20 minutes because all of them have a different answer
☆ upon googling it, you tell them that they're all wrong, actually
☆ even though you end up not doing anything, it's still a lot of fun- they're moreso just normal hangouts with the false advertisement of being productive
☆ the only time you get any work done with them is if it's the night before finals and you have to cram- the stress radiating off of you keeps their mouths shut
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Hello !! Hope you’ve been well 🫶 if you’re taking requests (if not you can skip!!) may I ask a scenario with law and a shy creative reader?
The kind of creative who’s super sweet and open to the heart pirates (how can you not be?! 💘) but law finds that within their messy, fun filled pages of their sketchbook there’s smaller notes, writings and things that show the opposite hidden emotions?
Sorry if that’s super niche and weird and super specific aashdhfjfk you can take any direction you’d like !!
Take care of yourself and have a wonderful day 💞 thank you!!!
A/N: Hihihi!!! I hope your holidays have been treating you well!! I finally got back home last night so I got to work on this!! This was such an adorable idea and I thank you for the request I hope you enjoy!! Pairing: Law x Reader CW: None! WC: 1k You always brought creativity to the Heart Pirates, your artistic touch was always being sprinkled throughout most of the crew's life. Whether it was doodling sketches, making clothing for the crew, or even attempting to crochet a scarf for Bepo, even if the extra layer threatened to give him heat stroke. Your creative spirit along with your kind demeanor never failed to brighten the ship.
Law found himself drawn to you from the very beginning. Your sweetness and openness to the Heart Pirates had endeared you to the entire crew, and he couldn't deny the joy that emanated from you. The troublesome life of a pirate was an odd setting for someone like you, yet you embraced it with a smile.
You had your own little place in the ship for all of your creative endeavors. It was bursting with the marks of your imagination. Floor to ceiling the walls were filled with art or sketches. Trinkets and half finished crafts were sprawled across various shelves and desks. You had certainly left your mark on this area of the ship and it had become your artistic haven.
One day, you were working on something for Law– an embroidered shirt for him. Your fingers worked to shape the crew's jolly roger onto various parts of the fabric. Satisfied with the outcome, you left the finished shirt on your desk and decided to take some of your empty plates into the kitchen to clean up. 
You got caught in a conversation with Ikkaku in the kitchen, and Law ventured into your haven to check on the progress of the shirt . Spotting the shirt neatly placed on the desk, he picked it up and admired the details. Law's eyes drifted to the desk, where an open sketchbook lay. The sketches on the first few pages immediately caught his attention.
Law couldn't resist the temptation to flip through the sketchbook, expecting to see more of your work. As he flipped through the pages, he took in every doodle, every sketch, every drawing, with awe. As Law ventured deeper into the sketchbook, he started to notice some things. Smaller notes and writings scribbled in the margins, hidden within the art. These weren't just annotations or comments on the drawings; they were snippets of self-doubt, worries, and fears—emotions that largely contrasted the sweetness and openness you expressed on a daily basis.
You returned from the kitchen, expecting to deliver the shirt to Law. However, as you entered, you caught sight of Law flipping through your open sketchbook. Embarrassment flooded you as you registered the intimate nature of the contents.
In a panic, you rushed over to Law, snatching the sketchbook from his hands with a speed that surprised even you. The book closed with a soft thud. As you held the sketchbook tight against your chest, your face burned with your newfound embarrassment.
Law looked up at you with a raised eyebrow. "Did I stumble upon something I wasn't supposed to see?" he asked, his tone neutral but his eyes filled with curiosity.
You stammered, trying to find the right words, "I-I didn't mean for you to see that... it's just, you know, personal stuff." Your gaze flickered between Law and the closed sketchbook, a silent plea hoping that he would understand.
Law observed your flustered reaction with amusement, his eyes lingering on your embarrassed expression. As you clutched the closed sketchbook to your chest, he could sense the vulnerability of the contents of the sketchbook. 
Without missing a beat, Law decided to play it cool, feigning casual interest. "Well, as the Captain, I am responsible for the well-being of the crew," he began, as if searching for any excuse to ask about what he saw. "Knowing more about my crew members helps me understand and support them better, right?"
Your eyes widened at his poor attempt at justification, and a nervous chuckle escaped your lips. It was evident that Law's curiosity was winning, and he wasn't fooling anyone with his thinly veiled excuse.
You decided to play along, a hesitant smile spreading across your lips. "Captain's orders, huh?" you mumbled in an attempt to lighten the mood. "Well, I guess you're right. Understanding your crew is important for a captain."
Law smirked, sensing your shyness and appreciating your effort to engage in the conversation. "So, anything you'd like to share, or are you planning to keep it all under wraps?" he asked, his gaze flickering between you and the sketchbook.
Your face heats up more, realizing that Law is not even bothering to hide his curiosity anymore. "Um, well, maybe some things are best kept as a mystery," you replied softly. To change the subject, you walk over to your desk and pick up the shirt, handing it to him, hoping he would take it and leave.
Law took the shirt out of your grasp, his fingers running over the threads and a subtle realization dawned on him. In the sketchbook, he had caught a glimpse of your insecurities, particularly about impressing others. "This shirt is impressive," he commented, in a sincere tone you don't usually hear. "The attention to detail and the dedication you put into it—it's clear you have a talent for this."
Your eyes widened in surprise, not expecting such a straightforward acknowledgment from Law. A warm feeling spread through you as you took in his words, appreciating the recognition of your efforts. "Th-thank you," you stammered, a genuine smile replacing the initial fluster on your face.
Law nodded in understanding and left the room with the shirt in hand. You would never know just know much he saw until you would hear subtle comments falling from his lips that served the purpose of contrasting those negative feelings in hopes that those notes and scribbles turn into more positive ones. You also would never know, but more often than not he would find himself sneaking glances at your sketchbooks more often to see just what he can do or say to make your day better. That one moment may just have served to spark a deep interest in you and a desire to make you happy.
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