Серьезно, это так классно видеть его руки и ножки, учитывая, что обычно все закрыто платьем(?)/плащем. А Микуни с таким коварным взглядом, арр, просто. Хочу, что бы было больше, гораздо БОЛЬШЕ Зависти и Алисейна старшего.
Иначе моему сердечку будет очень и очень плохо. Ведь если ДжиДжи так и будет фоновым, то…
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Но вроде в данный момент тема с С3 задевает Микуни и змейку, так что…
БОЛЬШЕ ЧЕРТОВОГО ЗАВИСТИ
First drawing of Jack (not much more than a stick figure) XD
Newer drawing of Jack - just look at the difference!!
First ever Sam
Sam (and Tiny Box Tim) now ^-^
First ever drawing of Jack and me
Newest drawing of Jack and me
First ever Septiishu art
New Septiishu art - there’s less time between these, but I think there is still a little improvement :)
I’ve even tried some chibi art! ^-^
First ever chibi
Newer chibis! ^-^
I know I felt down last night and had a lot of doubts… I ended up doing this really quick drawing to express how I felt, it was more of a doodle than really practicing and I wasn’t really in the right place mentally to make it look good… so I know it probably looks pretty bad and it’s not really detailed but it portrays well how I felt at the time and often feel because of the way my mind is…
But looking back and comparing my art side by side like this, even someone like me who doubts myself can see that there have been improvements! When I first started, I couldn’t do much more than stick figures - look at what I can do now! I’m not amazing yet, I know I still have a lot to learn, but I think it is obvious that I have made progress. I’m learning. I’m not the best artist in the world, but I love making art and I absolutely love hearing how much people enjoy what I create. That’s what matters! <3
I realised after last night that it was one anon versus tons of people saying that they love my art and that they do in fact see improvement! One person trying to get me down, against a whole group of wonderful people supporting me. I shouldn’t listen to just one opinion. I shouldn’t just give into to negativity so easily, and I know it’s something I need to work on.
But I’m not going to let what happened stop me from doing something that a. I enjoy and b. gives enjoyment to you guys who love seeing my art. I’m not going to let the minority spoil it for the majority. I love making art, I love making you guys happy - I shouldn’t have to give that up!
Hopefully you guys will see even more improvement, and I hope that I can make art that you (and I) are proud of. Especially you @dark-markiplier, you have been amazing with your support and advice on how to improve! I couldn’t ask for a better friend or art teacher. I love you and I hope that I will always make you proud with what I do <3
Finally allowed to post this~ Ahhh!! I’m so glad everything worked out well for the ServampZine! Here’s my piece! Apparently a lot of people thought of this fairy tale cuz of the 7 sins/7 dwarves thing and all. Should’ve gone with Grimms’ fairytales //kicked but nevertheless, the variations are all adorable!! At least my prince here is Sakuya xDDD You can already imagine how things would work out with Sakuya as the prince charming~ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) heh
Chante's mouth curves into a playful smirk, "Come on, you gotta be capable of doing other things as well as posing, right? How about a little dance, or something else you know so we can all see how amazingly talented AND hot you are!" ((Chante, you enabler, dON'T--))
A Happy Birthday to Misono and a Happy Valentine’s Day to the Servamp Fandom! Really hope Tanaka-sensei gets better soon!
A friend of mine and I made a video for Servamp! It’s a fanmade parody of the ending of the anime Kill Me Baby. My friend animated the beginning until 00:30 and then the part from 00:54 to 1:00, while I did the rest. I also did the backgrounds~
I’d really love to hear what you guys think about it~!
Summer in a new suburb outside Paris. Nothing to do but look at the ceiling. Marie, Anne and Floriane are 15. Their paths cross in the corridors at the local swimming pool, where love and desire make a sudden, dramatic appearance.
It is tale of two teenage girls who develop an intense and dangerous friendship. Charlie is a 17-year-old girl tortured by doubt, disillusionment and solitude. When the beautiful and self-confident Sarah arrives and the two become inseparable, Charlie is thrilled to feel alive, fulfilled and invincible in their intense friendship. But as Sarah tires of Charlie and begins to look elsewhere for a new friend, their friendship takes an ominous turn.
There was little chance, in the year 1971, that Carole, a Paris Spanish teacher and feminist militant, would ever meet Delphine, the daughter of a couple of Limousin farmers. But they did meet and not only did they come across each other but they fell passionately in love as well. Unfortunately, Delphine’s father fell victim to a stroke, and the young woman had no other choice but to go back home to help her mother run the family farm. Carole, who was so smitten by Delphine, couldn’t stand the estrangement and decided to join her lover at the farm. But could feminism and lesbianism easily be transferred to the countryside and its standards of the time…?
Adèle’s life is changed when she meets Emma, a young woman with blue hair, who will allow her to discover desire and to assert herself as a woman and as an adult. In front of others, Adèle grows, seeks herself, loses herself, and ultimately finds herself through love and loss.
Two young women find themselves struggling to survive in Paris, street-wise Nathalie, a stripper, and naïve Sandrine, a barmaid. Together, they discover that sex can be used to their advantage, and pleasure.
The girl Mélanie Prouvost is an aspirant pianist and her parents make her application to the Conservatory. During the entrance exam, she begins with a great performance but she is distracted by one member of the admittance board, Ariane, and she fails. Years later, Mélanie, unrecognized by Ariane, becomes her page turner. And thus begins her carefully planned revenge against the woman that destroyed her dreams.