- don’t erase the stuff you’ve already drawn, just make the layer invisible. if you’re anything like me then deleting in process sketches has a very light subconscious negative effect on how the drawing is turning out.
- don’t draw your sketches on white, especially if your brush is black. white is hard to draw on. change it to grey. trust me on this.
- if a sketch is almost there but not quite try mirroring it horizontally. the issues will be way easier to spot.
-if inking isnt your thing but you want outlines just paint your color over the sketch lines, then do the ink lines last.
- if you have lots of ideas but no patience with details like myself take to tiny tiny thumbnails. like im talking barely bigger than your thumb. it forces you to look at the whole picture and not just the details.
- if tiny doesnt work/you like detailing go opposite. draw REALLY huge and work your way through.
I completely blame all the people I follow online for reblogging all these bendies(bends?bendys?bendies?bendieys?????) for making me draw this
This was actually based off of @ceeblathersdumb shenanigans but then it spawned the thought of “what if there was one of those obligatory eps where the mc clones themself a billion times?” which then brought around “what if there was an original soundtrack record collection?”
give me one day.
give me one day, and i’ll tell you all the interesting conspiracy theories, like the phantom time theory, which states that the dark ages didn’t happen and the year is actually 1719. i’m not crazy, and i don’t believe in them, but i think they’re the most interesting thing.
give me one day, and i can fill your head with every theory we have about multiple universes, about the giant perpetual storm on jupiter, how volcanoes were essential to life, how the moon was created, and a step by step walk through of the seconds following the big bang.
give me one day, and i’ll drive you to the best ice cream shop in the cutest little area that barely counts as a town.
give me one day, and i’ll show you the quote i jumped the fence onto the turf at my old high school to write on the stands, the old oak i love and a map of the stars that i look up at all the nights i don’t sleep. and i know that i keep talking about space, but all i know about is the universe and i never learned how to make small talk.
now i know that theories and the universe aren’t everyone’s forte, and maybe you’re lactose intolerant, and maybe you hate quotes and find trees boring.
give me one day. and if at the end of it you don’t Love me, i’ll let you go.
This is the BATIM au that I’ve been working on!! It’s called the Uni-Reverse AU (if you didn’t catch the literal first words) and it’s where the universes in BATIM are reversed! The toons we know as Bendy, Boris, and Alice (and possibly even more) were part of a studio, Damien D. Studios, to be exact, to create “cartoons.” I say this in quotes because to toons, realism would be their version of cartoony. Basically, the cartoons would look live action to us.
The show they worked on centered around the boss of a company, whose name is Joey Drew. His right hand man was Henry Russell, who balances out his scheming ways. Joey is always coming up with completely out-of-the-box plans! Think of The Office when you try to picture the show, basically. Lots of humorous moments!
Instead of ink, they used blood (yes I know a touchy thing). Blood and ink have essentially switched roles—ink is a toon’s sweat and blood, while blood is used in writing and drawing and such. In order for this to work, some toons will have red in their designs, and the environment might have red as well.
In this AU, Bendy is an animator that used to work for Damien D. Studios/WackyView, and is invited back to the workshop upon request of Mr. D, the head of the studio. There, Bendy encounters the dark secrets similar to those found in the original game. The roles have switched, but the personalities remain, allowing for different types of reactions and interactions to unfold!
Special thanks to @squigglydigg for their Toon Henry AU inspiring me to create this AU!
The problem with modern life, according to Lucille, is that god is dead and there are no longer any crabby witches on a hill who you can blame for all your problems. Of course, you can probably scapegoat some minority or another, but that would be a dick move as they haven’t in fact stolen your job or your first born child for their own nefarious witchy purposes. So, according to Lucille, her tendencies to ruin people’s lives as a hobby is really a form of charity. Better her than to have everything you are wrecked on an administrative technicality - wrathful goddess of a woman is a far more pleasing story to tell your friends.
Tristan De Silva, X Marks The Spot, one my WIP novels.
you love a girl made of stardust
constellations splayed across bare skin
and with a supernova at her fingertips
she is the stuff of dreams
a shooting star that burns too bright
her wings are tattered and jagged
feathers frayed with years of neglect
you start to wonder if she will ever see herself
as you do
you love a nebula waiting to explode
to become a star
a girl waiting to soar
a phoenix waiting to rise
you love a girl rooted in the earth
made of iron and steel and healing
you love a girl with ghosts in her eyes
with a lion’s mane matted with blood and dirt
you love a girl so broke with guilt
that she scrubs her hands clean with blood that isn’t there
you love a girl with shoulders heavy with a burden way beyond her years
you kiss the scars anyway
she appreciates the offer and you cling to one another
in the hopes that her spirit stays with you both yet
you love in a time of chaos and war
you love in a time of uncertainty
you love in a time of children marching in boots
fashioned for soldiers ages apart
you love in a time of casualty counts like competition
one on top of the other
you love in a time that does not give you the luxury
you love you love you love
I once foolishly got carried
Away, picturing a future
With someone I had no business
Being with in the first place–
My mind has a tendency to
Get ahead of itself like that,
With just the most meager,
Insignificant of sparks
Making me imagine impassioned infernos.
At first I idealistically saw us
Being warm and cozy, sharing
Tender moments worth remembering…
But when reality finally took hold,
I didn’t need a crystal ball
To show me how it would be:
Tense battles; casually tossed
Insults; me forcing laughter for crap
That’s not the least bit funny,
All to placate a hair-trigger temper;
Tentatively reaching out
For the slightest scraps of affection,
Only to come up empty-handed
And made to feel demanding.
But you, you are a different story,
A bright spot on my horizon
That only gets brighter
The longer I know you.
I try not to get lost
In fantasy with you, after the past
Taught me they seldom come true.
But you are better than anything
I could dream up,
And I know my future
Is safe in your gentle hands
Because in your eyes, I
Am adored and treated as an equal.
We are in this together…
And nothing could be better.