sorry i feel bad for just posting doodles

((Happy Holidays everyone!!! <3
i’m so sorry for the hiatus in ask-soriel! >< i’m still not dead and really wanna get back to updating here… sadly i’ve been very busy with commissions recently, and i really need the money to help at home right now (it’s pratically my job now, and has been helping A LOT!)
i’m very happy to be getting so many commission requests. thank you so much! i know this blog has been immensely important for my popularity as an artist increasing so much this year. i’d like to thank you guys for all the love and all the nice messages i’ve ever received, for bearing with the slow updates and the fashiontale posts…
once again, i’m so sorry for the ask box been closed for such a long time, and i sure hope i can open it again soon~!))

It’s my current feelings about my art…

‘cuz yes, I think my art is shitty…. and I don’t progress…. That’s the reason why I didn’t post lot of drawings recently…

I’m just going to loose my all motivation… It’‘s not good…


I’m sorry for this bad post, to be honest it’s not the first time I feel depressive about my drawing skills…. and I know, I’m not the only one…

I try to stay strong, but it’s not easy…

asexualelves  asked:

your art and comics all make me so happy, I love the way you draw everyone and your warden is such a cutie I just wanna give him a big hug every time I see him (he looks like he gives amazing hugs too) :3 sometimes when I'm not feeling so good I just go to your blog for a bit and it cheers me right up, so thank you for drawing and posting and sharing and everything, you're so great :D

fgsd, thank you. I’m glad to hear my silly doodles are good for something. x’D I wish I had more substantial things to say to compliments like these, but it all boils down to ‘thank you’. It makes me happt to hear though, and I often read them whenever I have a bad day too. And sorry it took so long to reply but since you mentioned hugs (because yes Irjan loves them) I wanted to share this. :>

anonymous asked:

More Manic and Scourge?

I didn’t know what you exactly wanted so I have gathered some doodles I have made over the past few weeks .. Under the cut are a butt-load of doodles B’)

PS ; you’re always free to throw me ideas/head canons btw.
Good chance They’ll end up on my Sonic blog.

Keep reading

isabelfetus  asked:

Can you do Solangelo cuddling?

Disclaimer: I have a headcannon where Nico can feel when people have been around death/sickness, just fyi. 

Hope you like it, also I haven’t posted anything in forever sorry guys 

New York in the summer was brutal, the heat was insane. Nico sat on the couch, the fan blowing back on forth, slightly kicking up the paper he was doodling on. The click of the front door opening snapped Nico from his daze; Will was home. The apartment was small and stuffy, Nico heard the door click close and a sigh fall from Will’s lips, his body sliding now the door.  Nico could see the disappear on Will’s face, he could feel the bad energy and death radiating off of Will’s body from across the apartment.

“Sunshine?” a silly and dumb nickname Nico had given Will back when they first started dating, Will wasn’t too much of a fan but it usually got him to smile. This time there was no response.  No smile or laugh, not so much as an acknowledgment towards Nico.

Nico peeled himself from the leather couch, his body relieved from the heat of the couch. Nico crept closer to Will, who continued to give off a “death” vibe. If he didn’t know better, Nico would think that Will was dying himself, but Nico had learned, from being around Will and other doctors, that by being around death and sickness you too also gave off an aura of death and sickness. Nico set a hand down on Will’s shoulder; he immediately coiled away with an exclamation.

“Get away from me! Don’t touch me or I might accidently kill you!” Will said, a sob coming from the back of his throat. Nico looked on in shock.

“Will, what happened?” Nico couldn’t help it, he let out a chuckle. “You sound like me. I’m the son of Hades, remember?”

Will wiped his eyes, but tears flowed quicker than he could stop them.

“I lost most of my patients today.” He hung his head in shame. “It was like everyone that I touched died. The first few were easier; they were all pretty sick and old. But…” His voice cracked and a sob replaced his words.

Nico pulled him into a tight hug, this time Will accepted the physical contact, his face buried in Nico’s chest. After a few moments Will pulled back, his breathing unsteady.

“The next patient,” Will sat straighter, holding Nico’s hand, “a young man. Car accident. I don’t know why, he just died. I did everything.” Will was shaking his head, trying to make sense of it all. “Gods and the next few just kept coming and going, each worse than the last and I had no ability to save them. They all just went! Like that! It was like I walked in the room and they just died!” Another shaky breath raked through Will’s body.

“Come on,” Nico said, his voice low and calming, letting Will lean into him, “let’s get to bed, yeah?” Will nodded weakly. Nico got up and Will leaned heavily on him to get to their bed. Nico was already down to his boxers from the heat and Will followed suit. Will crawled onto the bed, Nico sliding behind him. Will felt cold as Nico’s arms slipped around his small waist.

“It’s okay now, don’t worry, you did everything you could for them, I know you did.” Nico whispered into Will’s ear, followed by a few neck kisses, which received a sigh from Will. Nico drew circles on Will’s stomach, kissed his neck, and mumbled nonsense until Will fell asleep. Nico decided to sleep as well, there’s no better feeling than falling asleep with the person you love next to you.