How in ever loving god do you draw hair? For some reason I just can't perfect this somewhat easy task. (I know I could google it but I'm on Tumblr right now sooo I'll ask you instead)
Actually anon, you should’ve asked google because I never had a proper way with things 😂 but i’ll try to put a structure in my usually unstructured ways.
Here we go:
So of course, start with the bald head! be sure to have the whole head so it’s easier to place the hair on it!
Now after we got that beautiful round head, we choose where “the parting area” will be.
There! now that we have it marked, start drawing the hair. All of them must be rooted from the parting area
pff they kinda look like antennas ahahahhaha ANYWAYS, TIP ON DRAWING HAIR GUYS. USE FREE-FLOW!! I’m not sure how to explain this but here’s a pic
Let your hand flow naturally. if you add too much pressure or too much control in the lines, they will look stiff!
Next, if you are going to line art your hair. YOU DON’T HAVE TO FOLLOW THE SKETCH ENTIRELY.
Let your lines flow naturally, don’t trace your sketch! Tracing will make the line stiff.
I guess that’s that guys…it’s probably a bit confusing but this is my first time making a how to so 😂😂😂 Also, btw, this is how i do it. But other artists probably have different ways lol. Hope it’s helpful *crie*
sooooo my brain decided to go fucking overboard with the ginger!Jack idea and came up with an AU… where Jack is half leprechaun and Mark is half fox monster in Korean folklore(are u guys familiar with the term yokai or nine-tailed fox from Japanese folklore? it’s something similar to that but much harmless, more trickster-like, often described as very attractive in human form…creature…thing…). and this doodle is for you anon… if you ship septiplier that is….. if not… ok… *crawls into the cave she came out of*
I know I come up with random and weird stuff shh… sssshhhhhhhh
So guys, I dunno if anyone has talked about this before or at any great length, but… what happens when someone tries to make a dwarf tranquil? They have no magic, so has anyone in the canon verse tried doing this (that we know of)? I mean, they can tough lyrium– does extended contact or magically enhanced contact “awaken” those songs of the Titans deep within the dwarves?
I openly admit, I only played The Descent once and none of my dwarven Inqs. made it past Haven (my bad). Still, you have to wonder– did someone think “let’s deal with this troublesome dwarf the normal way, even if they don’t have magic” and accidentally created a
Sha-Brytol? Do the dwarves who handle lyrium for selling to surface dwellers “sing” more strongly to spirits like Cole?
I’ve just been thinking about all of the crap that could potentially go down in DA4, and if the Carta figure out how to make essentially surface-dwelling
Sha-Brytol…. could be bad times.
Idk if this is a prompt or if you still accept promps but if so: Sexy-smutty modern au jily??? (Like netflix and chilling) 😆😆😆😉😉😉😏😏😏 (sinning is nice if u wrote it :))
Anon said: omg so how about a jily au where “james does not know what netflix and chill means so he comes over fully intending to actually netflix and chill and ignores that she’s wearing nothing but her ridiculous mismatched knee high socks and one of his jumpers"
so… this is that and even though the prompt says it, it’s rated m because SO MUCH SINNING
When Lily realises that she has a crush on
James Potter- an honest to god, heart fluttering, palms sweating, chest aching crush- she swears, violently and loud,
and then proceeds to hide away from humanity for the next couple of days.
She’s an adult who works from home ok? She
can do things like this without anyone questioning her motives.
Eventually, when she’s gone through almost
two bottles of wine and hasn’t worn anything but fun patterned socks with large
t shirts in almost a week, she figures that it’s time to do something about it.
Her crush. On James.
She’s going to need more wine. Possibly
something a bit harder too as well.
In the end, Lily doesn’t do either of those
things, and after just one glass, she’s texting James to come over the next day
so they can watch It’s Always Sunny
on Netflix and hang out.
Okay, so maybe the text she sent said ‘you,
me and Danny DeVito on netflix?’ She’s taking a proactive approach to dealing
with her crush. A hopefully to be hands on approach since she actually took a
step towards doing something.
Doing him something.
Doing something with him that involves a
hands on experience.
Water Night (last minute entry for #ItsStillBeautiful and idea I once pitched to @confusedkayt)
The clouds were dark before Hannibal went to bed: heavy, restless, turbulent. It was fruitless to hope it wouldn’t storm, but he hoped. The safe house was thin and narrow and a chill would seep into the walls. No one would sleep well tonight.
He laid half-awake in bed, watching the shadows of the rivulets running down his window. The clouds had not waited long to divulge their contents. They had slit open, straight down the middle, like an invisible seam being pulled apart, and had not slowed their flood yet. He held his hand up to the shadows, watched the water run down his veins, between his knuckles, soaking him without ever touching him. He shuddered.
He’d watched the water pour from Will like this, not long ago, not long enough. He’d seen his eyes glaze with shock and exhaustion and feared, oh, deep in his breast. He’d cupped Will’s cheek, held him together there where he was so near to separating. “Stay with me,” he’d murmured. Will grumbled, barely audible, “Where else would I go?” He’d tried to find humor in it.
Water crashed against his window, smacking into his reverie. Hannibal turned over, bundling the covers up close to his ear. If only he could sleep without fearing the abyss, without remembering the wet, endless drag down… He screwed his eyes shut and thought of Will smiling when he ate rice today, smiling even though it hurt…
Footsteps. Padding around the bed. He hadn’t heard the door open. A weight on the mattress behind him. The covers opening.
“S’cold in my room,” Will muttered, sliding in behind him.
“Will!” Hannibal started, shifting to give him room.
“No,” Will grunted, wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him back where he was. A hand, the slightest touch at his shoulder would have sufficed. Hannibal felt sweat break out on his neck. He swallowed tightly.
Will sighed, settling in behind him, resting his heavy head on the pillow, gravity pulling him forward til his nose brushed Hannibal’s hair. He pulled in close, very close, balancing on his good shoulder. Hannibal grit his teeth. He barely breathed.
“I could change the thermostat if it’s too…” Hannibal trailed off feebly.
Will said nothing. Then, “Don’t you think I could have changed the thermostat myself if I wanted that?” His voice growled, soft and low.
Hannibal stayed very still, didn’t speak, didn’t breathe.
“Go to sleep, Hannibal,” Will muttered. His arm was still around Hannibal’s waist, his hand splayed on his belly. A lump bobbed in Hannibal’s throat. Reluctantly, he dared to breathe. Will’s hand stayed on his belly, rising with his chest, settling with his diaphragm. Will sighed, gentle, relaxed.
The water dropped to a gentle trickle. It could barely be perceived anymore, by shadow or sound. Hannibal dropped into sleep, cradled, not abandoned to the abyss.
lucas wants to know what kissing another guy is like
Lucas had needed little alcohol to settle into a maudlin state. A single beer left him alternating between staring morosely into the depths of his drink and repeatedly checking his phone. After checking for the sixteenth time–yes, Henry had been counting–Lucas finally said, “She’s not gonna change her mind, is she?”
Henry, Jo, and Hanson exchanged looks with each other, no doubt sharing the same sentiment. Amazing how much a roll of the eyes or a shake of the head could convey so much emotion.
Jo patted Lucas’s arm. “Probably not,” she replied, sounding genuinely sympathetic. The glance she shot in Henry’s direction said otherwise. “Sorry.”
Lucas didn’t miss a beat. “What did I do wrong? What do I keep doing wrong?”
Can I hear more Abt Zekei?? I wanna draw him but I wanna make sure I don't get his personality wrong suwvrnfbfb
oh sweet jesus how can i explain this right
zekei always tries to look into the good things in life and people but isn’t afraid to get serious in a bad situation, he’s always opened to something new and he’s like the key that keeps friendships together?? he likes to make people’s day great with little compliments or gifts n shit. i dunno he’s just a very optimistic guy to tries to live everyday to the fullest
After I wrote Rescue, a number of people were interested in how ASGZ took care of Cloud when he gets caught by unwanted admirers. I have at least four ideas that should come out to short-ish stories. Here’s the first one!
If I was to talk about everything that was terrible about this past episode of OUAT, I’d be here all night, but there’s one thing that just gets me and pisses me off to no end.
So Emma’s going to mount an Underworld rescue party (dragging along her thirteen year old child) to save her boyfriend who she’s been dating for… I dunno, a few months at best, that literally JUST TRIED TO MURDER HER PARENTS AND SON because… “It’s not fair that Killian’s sacrifice didn’t amount to anything”? And after Hook has asked her on two separate occasions this half season to let him go? I mean, I don’t normally give a damn about what Hook wants, but that’s seriously not okay. And, I’m sorry, we’re willing to do all of that for Hook, the guy that tried to kill them and has been dating Emma for a couple months and maybe kinda acted like a decent human being before he was the Dark One, yet never once anyone has ever tried to go after Graham?
Y'know, the guy who save Snow’s life, made it so that Charming could escape Regina, made Emma sheriff, was a true friend to their family, and died after being raped and controlled by Regina for well over twenty eight years? Was that fair to Graham?
How about Neal? Y'know, Henry’s father who wanted the chance to b there for his son, Emma’s first love, the man who sacrificed himself for them twice, the one guy who could actually hold Rumple and Hook accountable for bullshit, and the guy who was handed over to an evil immortal demon and spends a hundred years under whatever horrors Pan could concoct before later being killed by a witch to undo his dad’s sacrifice? Was that “fair” to Neal?
Maid Marian who got murdered and replaced and taken away from her toddler son? Was that fair to her, Emma? Ingrid? The woman who was a foster mother to you, and, though she wasn’t perfect, she sacrificed herself to undo her mistakes out of love for you and Elsa? Guess that was fair too. Daniel? Queen Eva? King Leopold? Ruth? Johanna?
How were any of their deaths more “fair” than Hook’s? Why is Hook oh so much more special than anyone else who has died on this show? Like, I’d sympathize more if they were going to save all of their friends from the Underworld and Hook was just the last straw, but honestly going to save just Hook because it’s not “fair”?!
I’m sorry, but that’s bullshit. I need a quote from Gargoyles… “On the contrary, death is the ultimate fairness. Rich and poor, young and old, all are equal in death. You would not want to see the Jackal God play favorites.” Anubis gets it.
hii everyone!! ;u; it’s been a while since i last made a ff, probably due to my crying over puella magi school.. so thank you so, so sooooo so much to my followers and my mutuals for following me, and thank you to all the people all i follow for making my dashboard so pretty!!! ;v; it’s thanks to tumblr that i’ve been able to release stress (and probably get more stressed due to procrastination.. xD)
sorry if i’ve forgotten anyone; i was in a bit of a rush making this;; (still love you ♥)
i hope you all enjoy august and have a fantastic summer, stay healthy and eat lots of delicious food!! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧