old art because i feel like it

celestialriptide  asked:

i saw an art that called lance 'shark boy' so then of I thought 'sharkboy and lavagirl but lance and keith' and then i had to come ask you if youve ever thought about that because idk i feel like thats something you would like to think about

Very much so… :) I hope you don’t mind the redesigns though!

He’s a baby boy.

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Since many of you asked me tips about drawing, I decided to do this little step-by-step, to show my own sketching/drawing process!

This, in any way, claims to teach you how to draw, neither I consider myself that pro, but it might still be helpful for someone.

This obviously referres to traditional sketching, because I feel more confortable in working on paper when it comes to sketches (call me old fashioned™).

Annnddd that’s all for now, I hope you like this one, there might be more to come! :D

I used my OCs Alan and Fanny as guinea pigs ♡

like…i mean no disrespect but as someone who used to really admire steven universe’s art, i’m super disappointed in it now. like, su is the epitome of jumping the shark once you feel like you’ve reached a peak and “can’t improve”. like, they got super popular and got everyone on board, then they just stopped trying? at least that’s what it feels like, not only with the art but with the writing and the direction the plot is going in to. for example, here’s some of the earlier seasons’ art:

there was a nice emphasis on color contrast, the proportions were wonky at times but usually each character had a consistent body type

see how nicely proportioned steven and ame are here? they were allowed to be fat and allowed to be naturally proportioned

now all the characters look cramped and “”chibi””, everyone’s shorter and stubbier and they usually look different from shot to shot and you could say that’s because it’s board-based but in the earlier seasons i barely noticed aside from the occasional error or two. this “”chibiness”” leads to the characters looking. well. ugly and same-y. they look squished, and it feels like their foreground art should be background art

like, remember when amethyst had cat-like eyes? remember when pearl was tall and much more angular? i’m not saying the earlier seasons didn’t have their faults, yeah there was wonkiness with the animation and models but some of the old “wonkiness” made the gems feel more like aliens, you know? it felt like they were at least trying

and although when it was first revealed many people didn’t mind the style switch, i was one of the people who did mind although i got used to it eventually. i really fucking miss the pilot art not gonna lie. i don’t know why they switched it, maybe it was too expensive or too hard to animate, but goddamn, su looked its best in the pilot. all of the art was jawdroppingly gorgeous and i feel like the designs are more distinct in the pilot

idk, that’s just my opinion on it though, i might be nitpicking but it still bugs me

I’m tired of being sad and having no clue as to why I am this way, so I’ll write about the happy bits of me and why I smile. I dance when I’m alone, when the music gets just right and I’m sure that no one is watching, it’s okay to feel lonely, I used to not like the idea of it, but once you’re comfortable in your own skin even depression starts to feel like a breeze. I’m reading a book that says we are the beliefs and thoughts that we think and believe in. So if I say that I’m happy a thousand times, one of those will come back as true. So if I say I’ll find the love of my life some day, some day she’ll appear in front of me while I’m writing another poem. It’s good to have goals, the only goal I’ve ever had up until recently was to keep myself happy with someone else, that’s not a goal, but an illusion. You can’t live your life for someone else, it’s called your life for a reason. Happiness must happen when I say so, so I’m saying so. We bring into this world the kind of kindness that we’ve been dealt, so when I fake a smile, my mother is omnipresent. Although it’s not real, fake it until you make it, right? The book also says, spend more time doing things that make you lose track of time, so I decided to write again and more often than not, to not compare myself to others because once you start doing that, there’s no going back. I don’t write like someone else, I write like myself. I don’t think like anyone that I know, there’s just you and the beautifully twisted world, we’re all trying to find redemption inside of coral skies and trustworthy friends. I would break my own hand to contain my anger, it is contained. Happiness is what we make it, so if I say that it exists, then it will be so. Listening to your guidance, that makes me happy. You know who you are. Breathless to the words, you paint the sunrise with your pinky and promise that as long as I’m here today, tomorrow will not be filled with sorrow. I keep writing letters to the future person that I will be, I wonder if I’ll change. I probably will, we all do in one way or another. I’m the kind of person that snaps a picture of the sky while I’m driving, I’m reckless, but we’re still alive. Life’s too short and I need to be more careful, I’m certain that death has given up a few passes for me. Do you ever feel like you’re running out of time? Like there’s something trying to make a statement, a lost word that even google couldn’t even get its hands on. Do you ever feel like no one’s really listening? We’re all selfish in the end, but the ones that truly listen– they are the ones that I live for. I maintain online friendships better than I do with my siblings, I guess our thinking is just on different frequencies. On the topic of frequencies– the you that you would like to be is out there, you just need to listen. Hear the right words said by the right person and you’ll be in the right spot to be the you that you’d want to be in this life. Do you ever feel like you’re not good enough? Remember that thing I said about thoughts? Sometimes we just need to let go a little bit, embrace the art of it. To be left to the wind, the unknown will bring us to more adventures and you may not be loved by many, but there’s a chance that you will be– why not take it? I would like to break out of this, I want to smile more and to laugh a little louder, I just want to make myself proud of who I will be versus who I used to be. And you can’t turn back the hands of time, you cannot change your mistakes– they are permanent, but you are not. There is a fire inside of your chest and if you keep suffocating yourself with an indescribable pain then you’ll only suffer in a incomprehensible way. I just want to fill this world with more love and less pain, I see a butterfly and I’m easily distracted– how beauty will fly past you if you’re not even paying attention because you’re so damn sad all of the time. So I drop all signs of negativity and lean towards the positive, I am the only vibe that’ll alter my moods, so I must feel more wealthy than a million silver spoons even if I don’t have any, so I must create the art that likes to spill from my fingertips, we live such short lives– why not be the best version of yourself? Who will you be if tomorrow was your last day on this planet? Will you cry because it’s over? Or will you search the ends of the earth until you’ve found the fountain of youth? I’ve got a secret to share with you. You can be a 100 years old and still have the sweetest smile, you can be in your 20s and have a soul heavy enough to sink the titanic, life is strange, life is strange. We live our youth to buy pretty things, but live our oak days trying to make up more time– it waits for no one, the wrong turn will break you, a simple kiss will turn your thoughts into poetry and a life of self-hate is a road that needs constant validation– why not be your own way out? Be your own lover, be your own brand of music, be your own kind of poem, be your own story of kindness, and if you’re not perfect just look around– nobody is. I’m tired of dreaming, I want to build it instead. You can’t be who you want to be if you’re still having the same thoughts from last year– you can’t change or heal in the right way if you’re not willing to break a few pieces of your heart because the clutter inside of our minds often match the attitude that we give off. So like a quote, so like a poem, so like a bedtime story. If I repeat it enough times, I’ll be happy. I just want to be happy. I just want to let go of the bad feelings. I just want to love myself enough to see a brighter day. You can’t change the world if you can’t even change yourself, right? If I repeat it enough times, then it must be real. I will be happy. Sadness is a crucial emotion because without it, being delighted and euphoric wouldn’t be so dense, but that’s the beauty of the intensity to which we should love ourselves. I want to be so fucking glad to wake up today that it’ll just drown my depression into the white noise. I want to glow in the dark and live like the jellyfishes, give my poetry the immortality to always bring a smile onto the faces of those that love who I am even if I’m a bit flawed because at the end of the day– you’re the only one sleeping on your bed, you’re the only one who’s going to determine if you’ve got enough room to breathe, you’re the only one to have the last say if you’re art or not.
—  I wanted to write something happy for you–
yes, you. The person that’s reading this.

I’m sorry I’ve been so inactive this week – I’ve been sleeping too much after work hahaha eeeeee here are some wips :D

The D.Va pic was a sketch from last year that I decided to refine *__* i’m checking to see if I can go for further details with my current art style for more polished pieces ♥ ((i find it hard to go back to my old art style [[ like the pokego fanarts – i mean the drawing style is essentially the same but the lineart and coloring is so different ]] because i rarely ever finish pieces with that style ++ i take too long with it – besides, i’m having so much fun with my current style AAA it just feels so warm and free && i actually get to turn a lot of my ideas into finished art))

im 16 and i still like my little pony, undertale, and fnaf and there’s nothing wrong with that. 

and I’m proud to say I support all of the 10-11-12 year olds creating animatronic ocs that they ship w freddy, and blue and pink warrior cat ocs named starstar, and alicorn ocs that are the long lost sibling of celestia and luna, and you wanna know why? 

because there’s absolutely nothing wrong with them. they are just kids having fucking fun and you gremlins have to go and harrass them, put their art on hate blogs, and make them feel like shit for expressing themselves in a way only they could. you realize when you do that to a kid, they feel like they can’t draw or produce content anymore out of fear of being harassed again. kids get discouraged easily when adults tell them that they’re bad people for creating shit that was meant for themselves

cringe culture is so nasty, and I can’t believe people can actually blatantly hate on kids for their shit instead of showing them ways they could improve. yall are fucking nasty and I want pieces of shit like you away from me always. 

jamersjam  asked:

Hey can we see some of your practice art?

Well I don’t really know what you mean by practice art buuuuut this is a good enough excuse for me to show you some concept art for the original webcomic I’m working on in the background, so here ya go!

All of this is subject to change in the final product. In fact that map isn’t even up to date anymore as I’ve edited the spelling of Myurgath to Mjurgath to better reflect the Old Norse feel that the Mjurgathi language has. In fact I’m considdering changing the adjective word to Mjurgathic so that it has more in common with words like Celtic and Nordic. But I might leave it as is because fictional cultures don’t always need to reflect real life cultures and maybe I’m just overthinking it I mean it’s just a made up word but that’s the kind of stuff I end up thinking about when developing a living breathing world ya know??? World building!! 8D;;;

Anyway hopefully some of you might find this interesting cause this is what I plan on pouring myself into after AFAC ends.

-TQ
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I’m in charge of the dialogue for this one! I’m looking forward to it! I’m going to be working on developing the languages and cultures as well! I am especialy proud of my work in designing the aura birds (example is resting atop the dwarfish fellow’s head), so fat and fancy~
~CK

why doesn’t marinette ever play rizzo in grease fics

So I know in ladybug !grease aus!, or rather ‘the school puts on a play’ scenarios, Marinette is usually cast as Sandy or makes the costumes, or both. Which is fine, though a lot to take on. However. Sandy definitely isn’t the one wearing a red and black polka dot dress??? 

 I just think there’s hilarity potential in Marinette being Rizzo. For one thing, no one would expect it. The casting call gets announced for Grease during the end of class and Alya excitedly nudges Marinette, saying she should go for the role of Sandy to impress a certain blonde model. The idea would be tempting to Marinette, certainly, but I think she’d be more interested in making the costumes, and doing that and trying out for the lead role might be too much. So she declines Alya’s suggestion because she’d rather focus on costuming, and with a laugh, says if there was any role she’d go for, it would likely be Rizzo.

 And Alya just stops dead and stares at her friend. And asks why.

Not understanding Alya’s shift in behavior, Marinette tries to explain that she just appreciates the character’s styling more, also it would be a lot less of a role to take on if she were to juggle costuming too. 

At this point Alya bursts out laughing, not cruelly obviously, but the idea of the cutest girl in class, baring Rose of course, playing the brash, sultry Rizzo was hilarious. And Alya tells her this. 

Now Marinette is feeling just slightly offended, which Alya sees plainly on her face. And so I see the rest of the exchange going something like this;

Alya: I don’t mean it as a bad thing! Rizzo’s character can just be pretty abrasive and in your face - 

Marinette: -I can get in people’s faces!

Alya: *Laughing again* Yeah, when someone else is being mean, you’re all about truth and justice. Newsflash girl! Rizzo’s the mean one through a lot of it. You don’t have a mean bone in your body.

Marinette: *At this point she really begs to differ, but doesn’t want to get into how she has quite the mean jealous streak that still ashamed her*. It’s just acting. How hard can it be to pretend to be a jerk?

Alya: Easier for some people. Sorry Marinette! You’re just too… nice and cutesy.

Marinette: *Mumbling* I can do more than ‘nice and cutesy.’ Besides, you think I should be Sandy! She has to wear that leather outfit at the end and sings a song that’s anything but cute. 

Alya: *Looking playful* True. Maybe Frenchie would be a better fit for you? She’s super nice!

Marinette: Urgh. You’re just poking fun now.

Alya: *Chuckling* A little. I still think it’s ambitious.

Marinette: It’s not like I said I was going to do it. She would just be my top pick. 

Meanwhile Nino and Adrien finishes packing up their schoolbags and turns around, clearly interested in the commotion going on behind them.

Nino: Do I hear an actual argument going on between the ladies? What’s going on?

Alya *Chuckles and ignores Marinette’s glare* Hardly an argument. Marinette think’s she can be Rizzo!

Marinette: I don’t want to actually be in the play at all-

Nino: Rizzo? Ain’t she like… the sexy one?

Alya: Yes! And jerky. It would be weird, right?? She’s too cute!

Marinette: I’m right here. And no, it wouldn’t be weird! 

At this point Nino and Alya are stifling chuckles, and even Adrien looks to be cracking a smile.

Adrien: I don’t know, guys, She’s talented enough, she could pull it off.

Marinette blushes heavily at the compliment, naturally. She was absolutely gonna die-

Adrien: Although… Alya might have a point. 

Marinette: …what.

Adrien: *Looking sheepish* Well, you’re the sweetest person I know. It’s a little hard to imagine. 

Marinette: …what.

Marinette.exe has stopped working.

And Marinette feels really conflicted at this point. Although she’s blushing like mad and her heart is soaring through the heavens (he thought she was sweet!), she really, really doesn’t like when others think she can’t do something. It was really… really… annoying!

She could totally be more than sweet as pie! She was Ladybug, for crying out loud!

Nino and Alya, meanwhile. just send each other a knowing look.

Nino: Dude, even when you’re not trying to be, you’re super smooth. 

Adrien: What do you mean? 

Alya: Seriously? I think you just broke my best frie-

Marinette: I’m doing it!

All three of her friends just look at her, surprised. 

To emphasize the point, Marinette stomps up to the front of the class to grab a flyer advertising the musical’s casting call. 

Marinette: I’m trying out to be Rizzo. And I’m gonna get the part. 

And of course she does.

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No but like I can imagine it clearly. She would have to channel all of her Ladybug flirtiness, and maybe even a bit of Chloe, to really get that sultry, abrasive attitude down, but when she performs a part of ‘Look at me I’m Sandra Dee’, it’s a shock to almost everyone watching, and a little familiar to Adrien, thought he couldn’t tell anyone why. 

This whole post was inspired by me just really thinking it should be a no brainer that she’d play the character wearing the polka dot dress. Yep. 

so many of my wips are unfinished because i have no idea how to properly use color and i get overly ambitious and then quickly frustrated and give up :|  (or… courting S/A totally sneak off and vulcan make-out in the middle of a diplomatic function YOU GUYS BEHAVE)

Deoxys is gonna be three different nights, because each form is sufficiently distinct and cool-looking. Also I just like this one. Went a little weird with the shading, not sure how I feel about it.

For personal reference when I do the other two, I colour-shifted the red to +11 hue to make it more orange.

Some guy I didn’t recognize stopped me on the street to catch up with me like an old friend. He gave me a fistbump. I was scared and bewildered the whole time.

anonymous asked:

How's father day for you guys?

Lovi & Toni - Can’t get enough Father’s Day kisses for Papi and Mamano.

Gil & Matt - Nothing says “I love Papa but I tolerate you too, Vati” like Father’s Day gifts that Vati bought anyway.

Feli & Lud - Can’t be Father’s Day without the manliest braids.

Berwald - The ‘wife’ picked Mother’s Day so he could go first every year, which is fine because then the kids aren’t alone to make breakfast in bed.

Al & Ivan - Might as well have a costume party! The one year old doesn’t understand Father’s Day anyway.

Roderich - Sure it’s not music like you’d hoped, but art is still art.

Francis - Nothing says “Happy Father’s Day” like you and sons all being in three different countries.

Folkert - That feel when you’re as gay as having sex with men, but your sons are as gay as the 4th of July.

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Belated by one day, but I still wanted to get it out.
In the future though, I may just skip asks like this because they’re too time sensitive. Couple days or weeks in advance would be great for holiday asks.

anonymous asked:

CUTE LIL CHIBI VIKTUURI KISS ?!

asdfjkl; yesss anon <3 here you go! //I got a little carried away because i love them so much asdfjkl;

extra: (I drew this back in 2016 and never finished it because it’s too old and there’s too many mistakes :’D feel free to colour it as long as you give credit to me for the line art)

<3

IT’S SHOW TIME…!!!

for Conan’s 20th anniversary “Magic Kaito” is airing, not under TMS but by A-1 Pictures..!! I’m honestly a bit let down already but I’m hoping it will be a hit anyway BECAUSE KAITO DESERVES THE BEST AND I’M SO EXCITED AND HAPPY FOR HIM…!!! YOSHHHAA!!! 

In Trials of Apollo, we need to see Artemis and Apollo reunite.

There are no exceptions. I want to see her saving Apollo and just seeing him in this puny mortal body, covered in blood, sweat, pain, and wounds, his face pure agony after all the shit he has gone through. I want to see her march over to him, punch him in the face and beat the shit out of him. Then she says “Look how low the “mighty” Apollo has fallen. You look like shit.“ And he’s like, "Thanks sis love you too.” She’s so pissed off and angry and relieved that he’s okay and not dead that she pulls him into the most bone-crushing hug, partially to hurt him partially because she was genuinely worried. “You are such an idiot, who gets turned mortal 3 times? Oh my gods you are so stupid! Father is beyond angry. Do you know how much trouble I had to go through to save your sorry ass all those times?! Look at you, you look like literal shit you’re so weak and defenseless is that acne oh my gods.” And Apollo is fighting back the tears because here’s his sister. Every other god has completely abandoned him but she’s still here. She sent help and support even if it broke Zeus’s rules and now here she is, saving his ass like old times. It feels good to be around someone familiar after all the shock and new experiences of being mortal, it just makes him feel better, at home.   And the people around them are like “Are you both…crying??” And they’re are like “WHAT. NO. OF COURSE NOT I HATE HIM/HER.” But they continue hugging and grossly sobbing because gods damnit the twins missed each other and you can’t tell me other wise.

Bones Headcanon

This ties in a little bit of canon, a little bit of stuff @mccoymostly mentioned in an answer to an Anon ask earlier, and a little bit of what’s bouncing around in Jules’ head right now.

Bones is an impeccable diagnostician.  He’s an amazing clinician.  He notices things.  His observational skills parallel - sometimes even surpass - his technological acumen.

He’s got the newest, state-of-the-art equipment at his fingertips so that when shit hits the fan, he’s ready and able to treat every patient as minimally invasively as possible, and in order to achieve the best possible outcome for them.

But.

He’s also old-fashioned.

Maybe it’s because he trusts his own hands more than the machines, or maybe it’s because he knows a little bit of touch goes a long way in reassuring his patients, but when time is not an issue, I feel like he falls back on a good, old fashioned physical exam.  Where Starfleet hasn’t mandated how things must be done or using what instruments or methods, he takes the liberty of using his best judgment to assess and treat his patients.  Where an old fashioned method would not extend convalescence any more than a modern method, he would favor that.

god bless the internet

Okay 20 odd years ago i was oddly terrified of home economics classes because:

a. can’t cook

b. can’t sew/embroider

c. can’t crochet

d. can’t household worth a damn

The teachers back in grade school tended to assume we were taught crochet and sewing basics by our respective mamas and grandmamas and kinda zipped us along in class.  I didn’t learn how to properly operate an old school non-electric sewing machine until high school, because FINALLY there was one student to a sewing machine, so I could figure it out and realize “WELL SHIT SON I CAN MAKE MYSELF NICE THINGS AND I LIKE IT.”

(I made myself a quilted bag.  It lasted all four years of high school.)

Also, there was the whole uncomfortable subtext of “YOU WILL BE A FAILBOAT AS A WOMAN AND A WIFE AND MOTHER IF YOU CANNOT HOUSEHOLD” which gets my gander up because FUCK THAT NOISE, WHY AREN’T YOU TEACHING THIS SHIT TO BOYS TOO? I WAS NOT BORN TO BE THEIR FUCKING MAIDS. 

(Obviously, I more or less got through this because actually, man or no man, knowing how to household ARE USEFUL SURVIVAL SKILLS THAT ANY PERSON SHOULD KNOW - SO MAKE YOUR OWN DAMN SANDWICH AND SEW YOUR OWN DAMN BUTTONS.)

But now it’s not about being a “proper lady” - it’s simply knowing how to make things with your own hands, using string and needle and hook and yarn and creating pretty things that you can admire, use or both.  It’s knowing that you created an actual work of art with needle and thread - and embroidery/cross-stitching is an art form, even if you’re following counted cross stitch patterns.  THAT SHIT IS HARD AND TAKES PATIENCE AND CARE AND CRAFT, OKAY?

It’s finally picking up that crochet hook and yarn and relearning an old skill and learning new tricks along the way and making something pretty and useful knowing that it’s not about grades, it’s the satisfaction of having made something pretty and useful. 

And God bless the internet because I can quietly lurk on youtube and watch tutorial videos and figure stuff out.  God bless the Internet because I no longer feel like my clumsy, idiot nine year old self who couldn’t seem to follow along Teacher’s apparently simple and easy instructions, who kept being told that my stitches were “too tight” and who was made to feel like I’d be a failure at life if I couldn’t pass this “simple” class. 

Now when I feel the need to “unplug” from Real Life, I can just grab my craft bag of threads, needles, yarn and hooks and choose whether I’ll make myself a doily or continue my current cross stitch project.