it's silly cries

anonymous asked:

Hey uh.. not to bother you by any means.. but can I get a link to those tips for drawing people crying you did once?? I looked through all the tags and couldn't find it myself, sorry..

Oh, it’s no bother! http://whatisthiscutenonsense.tumblr.com/post/147379834506/eruhamster-retroautomaton-some-crying-tips 

But honestly, I’m not actually too happy with those anymore. They’re pretty old. I still sort of hold the same value when I draw them, but here’s some more updated tips, if that’s alright. 

One of the biggest complaints I got with those tips was that just a single tear is good enough. Well yes and no. Tears are just a helpful tool, and of course not everyone cries the same, so yes, a single tear can be just as impactful, as long as your emotion and context carries the message. 

On the opposite end of the spectrum, there’s heavy crying. And this can take many forms. Again, the face has to carry the intensity of the emotion; the tears are just there to emphasize it. More intensity, (for some people) does tend to include more liquids and leaking. 

And of course none of it has to be perfect or even. As I love to touch on, crying is messy and ugly. It brings out the most strained emotions. So none of it has to be symmetrical to get the point across- if anything, it gives it more movement. 

I of course draw in a more cartoony fashion, so if you did want to go on the more realistic end of the spectrum, you can focus on the actual physics of tears and how they act and react on the face. More realistically, they come from the inner eye, and are much smaller. They tend to fall in wayward paths, slowly, but  sperraticly, and in droplets or thin streams. You can also add streak marks and flush up the face, depending on the subject. 

I’m glad you liked my old tips, and I hope these new ones help! 

i saw a thing at the mall

frankie d never uses the bottom part bc he already has a donut hole :^)

okay so i know i’m like half a century late to the party

but i was on vacation and i picked up a copy of lord of the flies

and i’ve read the whole thing on the train ride home

and now, within two days at home, i’ve read it again

i read a book twice within three days

i usually barely read nonfiction at all

i need help

but mainly i need blogs to follow

i already found out there’s fanfiction out there, and i’m sure there must be fanart, headcanons, au ideas, whatever - i’m desperate??

so please

if you post (a lot) about lord of the flies, like or reblog this post so i can follow you

“No!”

Dex sat up in bed quickly, unsure if he’d actually screamed or not. His heart was racing, and he didn’t hear Nursey moving over the sound of blood pounding in his ears.

“Babe?” Nursey whispered sleepily “Whats up?”

“N-nothing” Dex stammered. “Its all fine. Go back to sleep”

“Dex? Babe, what is it? Whats the matter?” Nursey asked, wrapping his arms around Dex. He was awake enough to hear that Dex was upset, and determined not to go back to sleep until he’d fixed whatever was wrong.

“Its nothing” Dex repeated quietly “You should go back to sleep, you have that test in the morning…”

“I don’t care about the test Will” Nursey said, before pressing a soft kiss to Dex’s cheek “I care about you”

The room was silent for a moment, before Nursey heard Dex’s quiet sobs. Nursey pulled his boyfriend closer to him, and held him as he cried.

“Its silly” Dex said, as he calmed down. “It was just a bad dream. I shouldn’t be this upset over it”

“Its not silly babe” Nursey insisted, as he smoothed Dex’s hair. “Do you wanna talk about it?

“Not really” Dex mumbled into Nursey’s chest. “I don’t wanna think about it much”

The room was silent again, and Nursey was sure Dex had fallen asleep, until he sat up a little in the bed.

“I dreamt you left” Dex said, staring at his knees and not looking at Nursey. “You just….you just left. No explanation, no reason, no fight, nothing…. You just left. You were gone. And nothing I said could stop you” Dex added in a whisper, as though he was afraid saying the words would make them come true.

“Will” Nursey said, as he sat up and wrapped his arms around Dex’s shoulder “Will, babe, I’m not going anywhere.”

“Promise?” Dex whispered, sounding so vulnerable Nursey nearly felt his heart break.

“Promise.” Nursey said, before kissing him.

“There’s no getting rid of a bad thing” he joked, and was glad to hear Dex chuckle.