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heldenherzchen · 9 months
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thursday, august 10 day 4: last minute confession (@benthan-week-forever)
Benji sat in front of his laptop, tears streaming down his face.
He had just heard Ethan confess his love for him over the coms - and then the line went dead. Dead. Like Ethan, he thought.
The blonde was beside himself with grief.
He tried and tried and tried to get a hold of the other one, but there was no response. Benji was consumed with worry and fear, not knowing what had happened to the man he loved.
As he sat there, lost in his thoughts, memories of Ethan flooded his mind. He remembered the way the brunette looked at him, the sound of his voice, the touch of his hand. He realized how much he loved Ethan, and how much he wanted to spend the rest of his life with him.
Benji sat there for what felt like hours, waiting for any news about his partner..
Finally, the coms line crackled to life, and Ethan's voice came through.
"Benji, are you there?" he said, his voice rough.
Benji was overjoyed to hear his voice, bursting into tears once again.
"Ethan, I thought you were dead," he said, his voice choked with emotion.
"I'm okay, Benji," Ethan replied, "I made it out alive, thanks to you."
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araminakilla · 1 year
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Regarding Death Wolf...
Hear me out (NO, it's not the kind you are thinking)
We know Death has a job, right? To collect souls and most likely release them to the afterlife.
And for this job, he has to be there when somebody is about to die, as demostrated with him being there moments before Puss' eight death.
Supposing he is THE Death and he has been doing this since the beginning of time (or at least when there were enough stories of the Grim Reaper to adquire a physical form) that means he has seen a lot, A LOT of awful things.
Murders, suicides, massacres, death of infants, people who didn't deserve to die alone, animal cruelty, some other heavy stuff I won't mention here, etc etc etc.
And we thought "man, how is he able to cope with all of that? That job has to be utter torture for someone."
Probably many of you could think that he is able to do that because he is Death, and he was "born" with that purpose and only him can reap souls perfectly.
But while he is a force of nature, he also WAS a force of nature. Let me explain it well: He adquired a personality enough to be angry, excited, frustrated, amazed, happy, among other emotions.
While he has supernatural power and is most likely the most powerful being in the Shrek Franchise (or in Dreamworks as many say) he is also a PERSON.
Someone with a code of honor, morals, opinions, beliefs, etc.
Returning to the question "How can he bear all of that?" taking into account he is no longer an inevitable force, but a character of his own.
The answer is something you may relate to, and that is: Creativity and escapism.
To be the embodiment of Death, the guy is a very creative fella.
First of all, his design. I heard many people saying here and in Twitter that his design is something they would come up in their edgy, teen years of drawing their first fursona.
Guess what? They are right, the wolf form is someone's fursona. It's DEATH'S fursona. He clearly came up with this badass, piercing canine form to blend with the Fairy Tale Land assuming the form of the "Big Bad Wolf". He most likely had other forms he designed over the centuries and was able to present as them like if he were on a role play game in the living world.
His sickles? The weapon of choice with the little crossed cats on it to have a bigger effect of terror for Puss? Those who can become knuckles and join to create a scythe? Those are his creation, probably after thinking it for a while and writing all of those functions on a paper.
The way he presents himself? In the bar? The coins in his eyes as a "watching you" sign while being a cool reference to the Ferryman of souls? He transforming Perrito's forest into the background of a skull? The chilling reveal at the Cave of Lost Souls? The fire ring? It was all him.
As for the escapism part...
When the world becomes too heavy to deal with as real life issues tend to make us feel bad, depressed, angry... we tend to escape it somewhere. And in our time the common place would be the internet as in webpages or comics, stories, etc.
But what has to do with Death Wolf you may ask?
Well, while he would NEVER be able to escape his job entirely, he can have moments where he can enjoy a good hunt of people who don't appreciate life, like the whole plot of the Puss in Boots sequel could demostrate.
He managed to have a little time outside his eternal routine to chase an arrogant cat who took life for granted. He enjoyed it, it was thrilling, it was exciting.
It was a way to escape a monotonous, grim "life", if just for a short moment.
So, when the chase ended as his prey no longer feared him and now was ready to fight for his last life, the wolf retreats, happy for Puss' character development but resigned because he once again had to return to "The Eternal Duty"
And that's not even counting all the times Jack "I'm dead inside" Horner had to interrupt Lobo's hunt and remind him of his job even in his "spare time"
Death knew the chase had to end eventually, but he didn't want it to end.
He didn't want to return to his own world
And if we look at Death like that, then he is probably one of the most relatable characters Dreamworks has ever make.
In the Shrek Franchise:
Monsters can be loved
Princesses don't have to fit the perfect standards of beauty
Handsome guys can be possesive jerks
Love at first sight doesn't work like one would think
Happily ever afters had to be built and not just obtain them with magic
And Death is the most creative and "full of life" being in the world
Because he would absolutely go crazy with his life/work if he wasn't.
Because in a world of Kings, Poets and Soldiers, he's the Supreme King
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And he's also a perky goth but none of you are ready for that conversation.
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stinkyme · 6 months
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Hello! This is an idea I discussed with @neviex , she plans on drawing Ghostface Nikolai & Tecchou for me, therefore I wrote this for her! :D I hope you like it and enjoy it! :) Once it's done, I will link it as an attachment in the fic so we get visuals as well :)
CW/TW: NSFW (mdni), ghostface!Nikolai, fem!reader, roleplay, observing, pet name (doll), reader is wearing a skirt, usage of bullet/egg vibrator in public, knife play, hair pulling, degrading, taking pictures, sex recording/video tape, creampie, panty theft, if I forgot anything please let me know! :)
Don't look at me rn, I don't know what is this, it sucks dick but bear w me, I didn't write for a while :")
* Nikolai and the reader are in a relationship, but as a form of roleplay, Nikolai teases them about their "boyfriend", I hope it's not too confusing :)
Hide & Seek, Hot & Cold || Nikolai Gogol x Reader
You were nagging Nikolai about how much you liked the idea of ghostface in the bedroom for quite some time now. He was known to enjoy dressing up and doing roleplays, but he also enjoyed twisting the ideas to make them more fun. There were ground rules, of course, but his creativity and twists remained as always.
"Got the mask you seemed to like so much. I think my face is better to look at, but I don't mind playing with you like this tonight."
A written note left for you, by no one else but Nikolai. You chuckle to yourself, observing your shared apartment as you expected him to come out now.
Ping!
Your phone lights up, you had a new message.
Unknown [08:09 pm]: 1 attachment.
It's him in the ghost mask, you can't make much out of the background, but it's not like you care to do so. A wave of excitement rushes through your body, a sweet warmth settling inside your lower tummy.
The play finally begins.
Ping!
Unknown [08:09 pm]: Check the box next to the note.
There wasn't a box before, but now, you see a baby pink one with a cute bow around it. You gently unwrap the bow and lift the lid, only to be met with a pink vibrator and lube.
Ping!
Unknown [08:10 pm]: Once you put it in, we can finally start to play~, your boyfriend is away, so you must be lonely. Poor thing :(
Ah, so that's how he wants to play.
You quickly glance outside the window, but you can't really see much given how dark it is. You take out the small vibrator and lube, holding them in one hand, keeping your phone in the other one as you head to the bathroom.
Ping!
Unknown [08:11 pm]: Not in the bathroom, do it there. 
Unknown [08:11 pm]: Come on, lift that pretty skirt up for me once you are done ;)
You feel a slight wave of shyness wash over you knowing he was watching, even though you didn't know where from. You hesitantly place your phone to the side as you take the lube, squeezing a medium amount of it inside your palm. You take the egg vibrator, slowly coating the thicker side of it using your palm.
Once it's properly lubed, you slightly spread your legs and move your panties to the side, slowly sliding the thicker part inside of your cunt. You let out a softer moan as it spreads you, reaching your g-spot and pressing it slightly. The thin part rests on top of your clit and given that everything is in place, you lift your skirt up, looking around.
Suddenly, the toy starts buzzing quite intensely, making you choke out a louder moan as your thighs begin to shake immediately. You didn't expect it to stimulate your clit and g-spot at the same time. You drop the skirt, slightly pressing your palm on your lower tummy as you lean forward, sensations too sudden and too stimulating for you.
Ping!
Unknown [08:13 pm]: Good job doll. You look pretty when your thighs shake like that. But enough of that, I will tell you the rules now. The closer you are to me, the harder the vibrations will be and vice versa. Hide & seek or hot & cold with a fun twist. Once you find me, you know what I will do to you~
Unknown [08:14 pm]: First hint is - I am not inside of the house. I will give you more hints later. Now, I will turn it off, have fun doll <3
You gasp as the vibrations stop, straightening yourself slowly as you look around once again. It's quite dark outside, so it shouldn't be too much of a problem. You adjust your skirt a bit as you take another look at the photo he sent you before. Another mild wave of warmth spreads inside your body, feeling eager to find him.
You leave your apartment, and can't help but notice that it didn't feel as weird to walk with a vibrator as you thought it would. You take a look around, there aren't many people which is good, but you have no idea what path to take. Your mind overflows with the ideas of what he may do to you once you find him, making your tummy twist in eagerness.
Your sweet thoughts are cut short when you notice his hat across the sidewalk you were on. You quickly make your way towards it, cautiously lifting it up. There is a small note taped inside of it. "Find the lighter path." is what it says.
Your eyebrows twitch in initial confusion as you take another look around you. You notice the faint light at the end of the street and start walking towards that area. You check your phone, it's not too late, and there are no messages from Nikolai. You sigh as you reach the lightened area, quickly gazing over everything in your surroundings. There were a couple of shops across the street, a small park with one bench and two swings on your left and practically an empty street on your right. 
Since the path on the right had light, you decide to follow it. It's a long sidewalk and you reach half of it when you notice people walking in your direction. There is a group of five girls and two guys. It makes you slightly nervous, but you keep walking as you see Nikolai's card hanging down one of the lights. You speed up, almost passing next to the group, when the toy suddenly starts to vibrate. It's not too strong, but it catches you by surprise, making you let out a soft gasp as your hips twitch slightly. 
The group gives you a quick gaze and you just ignore them, cursing Nikolai under your breath as you reach the card. You pull it off the string, and another small gasp slips past your lips as vibrations become a bit stronger, stimulating both - your clit and g-spot. It was hard to stand still in one place, but walking was also quite tricky. You try to cross your thighs, but it only gets more stimulating, sending a mixture of warmth and vibrations through your whole body.
You try to quickly read the note on the card. "I am kind of sad you held it together so well, I wish their expressions were more surprised :( Either way, a new hint! Keep going forward."
You click your tongue as you drop the card and the note, moving forward. You try to adjust your walk so the vibrations aren't as stimulating, but there is just for as long as you can walk a bit weirdly before you run into more people. You could feel precum sliding down your cunt, a tingling sensation spreading inside your lower tummy as the toy keeps pressing all the right spots. You bite down on your bottom lip as you take your phone out in order to distract yourself.
You can feel your thighs jolting in places, while your pussy clenches around the toy. Even though vibrations were mild so far, it was still quite a challenge to keep it together. Especially because each time you make a step, the toy presses down on your clit a bit more, making it hard to remain silent. 
You pass a couple of people and you can feel your body heating up a bit more, partly from nervousness and partly from an orgasm that was slowly building inside of your lower tummy. And it's only going to get worse from here. The vibrations barely get stronger, but it urges you to put your phone away and look around yourself. You remain still for a little bit, a soft gasp in filling your lungs as the toy relentlessly hits all of your sweet spots. 
You notice Nikolai's usual vest hanging behind one of the shop windows and a small, red arrow pointing left. How did he even put it there? Did he just hang his whole closet around the city?
Well, it was pointless to question Nikolai's reasoning and logic, so you just follow the direction the arrow was pointing at, not questioning further. The toy starts vibrating more intensely than before, making it hard to walk. Or do anything really. You take a small break, pressing your lower tummy which just makes it even more stimulating.
You let out an almost inaudible moan, hoping that no one was around. Your legs begin to shake and you try to walk as fast as possible while hot flashes rush through your body. You can feel your lower tummy convulsing in heavy waves of tingling warmth, unsure for how long you will be able to last.
Your breathing gets heavier as you only let out muffled grunts and gasps from time to time. It wasn't the first time Nikolai used a toy on you in public, but given all of your already built up excitement, it was quite challenging to remain your composure. It was hard to focus on anything really while the toy kept on sending sweet sensations through your body. Your pussy involuntiraly clenches around it from time to time, leaking more precum. Regardless of your state, you do notice that the path is getting darker. You reach an alley and there is a small arrow on the wall, pointing at it. 
With not much time or ability to think about it, you almost mindlessly walk in it. A sharp gasp escapes your throat as vibrations stop almost completely. You stop walking for a moment to calm yourself down. Your cunt desperately clenches around the toy as all the build up quickly melts away.
Ping!
Unknown [09:06 pm]: Come on doll, you are not that naive. Did no one ever tell you not to go to dark alleys alone? 
You [09:06 pm]: There was an arrow.
Unknown [09:06 pm]: I never said to follow that one.
You [09:07 pm]: Given that you are close enough to see me going in here means that I am close enough for you to turn a toy on. What happened to the rules?
Unknown [09:07 pm]: Is that all a dirty little slut thinks about at this moment? Also, who says I am still close to you?
You click your tongue in annoyance as you walk out of the alley, the toy giving you a slightly irritating feeling due to a lack of pleasure and stimulation. You really want it turned on again. You look around and notice his pants hanging on the telephone pole down the street. 
You [09:09 pm]: Did you have to hang your whole closet around the area?
Unknown [09:10 pm]: Simply making your job easier for later. I should've fucked you in that alley, bratty slut. No doubt that you'd like it. Do you want me to do that or do you prefer mindlessly coming to me just to get fucked?
You ignore his message as you walk up to the pants, looking around and sighing out of relief as there wasn't anyone to see you. This could be so much more humiliating. You find the note inside the pocket and the toy starts vibrating again, making your whole body twitch forward from suddenness. You let out a shaky moan, quickly trying to muffle it by biting down on your lip. The toy picks up on intensity and speed; the sensations more overwhelming than before. Your cunt tightens around the toy as your clit feels overly sensitive now given it didn't receive any friction for a while.
The note doesn't have anything written on it, but a drawing or rather a doodle of the road that is between the trees and small house at the end. You immediately see the road on your right side and start walking as fast as your trembling legs would let you. You shamelessly let out softer moans as you figure no one could hear you, but him.
Your thighs feel weak and you can feel precum sliding down them as the vibrations become stronger with each step you make. You can't stop now, but you can feel an overwhelming heat spread inside your body, a knot of pleasure filling your lower tummy more and more.
You curse under your breath as it gets hard to even stand, yet alone walk. But you keep on doing it, even though your breath becomes short and shallow. You try to soothe the sensations by gripping tightly on your skirt as your mind feels hazy, your orgasm building up more with each passing second.
You see the house in the distance, trying your best to keep your composure until you get there. The toy starts vibrating even faster, relentlessly building your orgasm as it hits all of your sweet spots. At this point your panties are beyond soaked, precum filthily sliding down your inner thighs.
Each time you try to squeeze your legs closer in-between the steps, it only presses more on your clit, almost sending you over the edge. A few louder moans slip past your lips as a knot of pleasure inside your tummy keeps on convulsing.
The toy starts slipping out of your cunt as the intensity increases and you clumsily push it back, choking out a gasp as you are on the edge of your orgasm.
You finally reach the house, quickly getting up the small set of stairs and try to push the door open, unsuccessfully. There is a note and a bucket. Your vision is slightly blurry, it's hard to focus, but you notice Nikolai's underwear inside the bucket. Is he for real? 
You find the composure to see that a note says "Trick or treat". You click your tongue as you step from side to side, legs shaky and unstable, face twitching in pleasure as the vibrations become even stronger.
The sensations are unbearable, the toy is simultaneously and continuously sending jolts of pleasure through your clit and g-spot. You figure this is the strongest level because if there is more, God, you can't handle it. You messily take off your bra as the first few mild waves of orgasm spread inside your lower tummy.
You throw your bra in the bucket and lean your forehead against the door as your body feels weak. The door opens and you almost fall down, but swiftly find a balance only to fall down on your knees, finally letting your orgasm wash over you. You let out loud and sharp moans as your grip on the skirt tightens, hands pressing into the floor harshly as your orgasm reaches its peak. Your eyes tear up from intensity, thighs shaking as your head falls down, unable to remain straight anymore.
Your orgasm slowly melts away, but the toy keeps stimulating you, squeezing out more moans out of your throat. Suddenly, there is a harsh pull on your hair, forcing your head to lean on Nikolai's chest. The position didn't allow you much movement, all you know is that he was squatting behind you and you could see a bit of the ghostface mask.
He pulls your hair more, exposing your throat for him. In an instant, you can hear the sound of the camera. He takes a few photos of your face with his phone before he puts it back into his pocket. You can barely choke out any sounds as the toy keeps pleasuring you, sensations too overwhelming. A few tears roll down your cheeks and Nikolai gently scoops them with a dull side of a knife. A cold metal sends shivers down your spine.
"Finally found me. What a messy, but warm welcome you made." he whispers, voice slightly muffled from the mask. He gently slides the sharp tip of the knife down your chin and further down your throat.
"I was getting bored, you know? Even though your little struggle to keep it together made it bearable." he lets out a light giggle as he slides the knife down, easily cutting through the soft fabric of your shirt. Your thighs twitch and shake as the toy keeps on stimulating you, a couple of guttural grunts and whimpers escaping your throat. 
"Ah, I was hoping you would leave your panties inside the bucket...It doesn't matter, I will take care of it for you." he gently slides the cold tip of the knife between your chest and down your tummy. He slides it up and down, slowly and teasingly. It makes your back arch, his movement adding to the more mess in your panties. 
Nikolai slowly lets go of your hair, but brings up the sharp side of the knife to your throat, keeping you still and close to him. He moves his hand down, sliding it underneath your ass and inside your panties, slowly taking out the toy out of your cunt. It slides out easily and the sudden empty sensation makes you gasp sharply. He examines the toy for a moment, letting out a soft giggle before he puts it to the side and takes out his phone to turn it off. He leans closer to your ear, an edge of the mask brushing over your skin.
"Now, tell me. Are you that desperate to get fucked that you couldn't wait for your boyfriend and came to god knows who? Does your neediness turn you into a dumb little whore?" his voice is deeper, more serious. He gently wraps his hand around your throat as he moves the knife behind you, sneaking it between your legs. He slowly slides the flat side over your clothed cunt, making teasing small circles each time he reaches your clit. You let out a soft moan, shivers running up your spine. You don't answer his question as he moves his hand away from your throat, but your head remains still on his chest. 
He sneaks his hand between your legs, using the two of his fingers to move your panties to the side. He slides the flat, dull and cold side of the knife over your leaking cunt. The metal is barely touching your sensitive inner lips and clit making you quiver. Your back arch a bit more as he keeps moving the knife back and forth, slowly and gently, making you let out a few softer moans.
After a few more moments of teasing you he brings the knife close to your face as he uses his other hand to cup your jaw, pushing his thumb between your lips. You open your mouth and he slides his thumb underneath your tongue, urging you to stick it out. You do so and he slides the coated side of the knife over your tongue, making you taste a mess you made.
"I suppose that answers my question." he whispers, a slight excitement evident in his voice as he uses your tongue to clean up the knife. Once the knife is clean, he extracts his thumb out of your mouth, letting you close them. You swallow the aftertaste that was melting on your tongue as Nikolai stands up, your body losing stability for a moment.
He makes a long step around you, squatting down again, his face on the almost same level as yours. You feel a sweet warmth spread beneath your cheeks, a few waves of excitement swirling inside your tummy. He gently slides the tip of the knife over your cheek and down, over your jaw, and further beneath your chin. He gently presses the knife into it, forcing you to lift up your head.
"What a desperate little thing you are. It would be a pity to leave you like this after you put so much effort to get here." his voice is softer, but teasing. You can't help yourself, hands acting on their own, sliding over the black robe he was wearing. You could see his hard cock making an outline, back of your fingers sliding over it. He lets out a soft whimper as he presses the knife slightly harder into your skin, lifting your head up even more and exposing your throat to him.
He slowly leans in, knife still on your skin, as he lifts his mask just a little bit in order to place a few quick kisses on your neck. You let out a shaky breath out, hands trying to wrap around his clothed cock. He swiftly moves his body away from you before he readjusts his mask properly.
"A needy whore, indeed." he chuckles before he removes the knife away from your chin and wraps his arms around your waist and back, putting you on his shoulder. He straightens himself, lifting you up in the process and closes the front door before he makes his way to the bedroom, you assume. He lands a heavy spank on your ass and you let out a sharp moan, body twitching on his shoulder. 
The room he walks into is darker, but the dim light of candles provides a warm, red color.
He slowly puts you down and takes off your in-middle cut shirt, sliding it down your shoulders and down your arms. As soon as the shirt hits the floor, you wrap your arms around his neck, looking for a button of his robe. You lean closer to his face, gently kissing the mask.
"I want to kiss you. Lift it up." you whisper as your fingertips finally touch the small button, messily trying to undo it. He chuckles as he gently slides his palms up and down your exposed waist. He brings them further up, placing them beneath your boobs and uses both of his thumbs to slide them over your nipples.
"I don't think your dear boyfriend would like you kissing other men. Isn't it more fun this way?" he whispers, voice teasing, as your body trembles from his touch. You let his robe fall down his shoulders and he moves his hands away from your boobs, letting it fall down completely. His exposed body makes your mind dizzy, fingertips brushing over his chest and tummy. Your gaze fixates on his hard, dripping cock.
"That's all you need to see. It's the sole reason you came here, no?" he giggles and you kiss the mask one more time, unable to think about anything else at the moment. He sneaks his thumbs between your skin and panties, quickly sliding them down in one quick motion alongside your skirt. He pushes his thigh between your legs, forcing you to move with his own body.
You reach the edge of the bed, falling down on it. You adjust yourself, laying down as you spread your legs for him. He positions himself on top of you, gently pushing your knees and spreading your legs even more. He slides his palms over your inner thighs, slightly tilting his head. You couldn't see his face, but you knew he was enjoying the view. He moves one of his hands away from your knee and wraps it around his cock.
He gives his cock a few quick pumps before he places the tip of it on your inner lips, sliding it up and down and coating it in your precum. You let out a softer moan when his tip touches your clit for a split second. He lets out a soft whimper of his own as he aligns his cock with your entrance, slowly sliding it inside, inch by inch.
You choke out a moan as your pussy clenches around his cock, it feels so much better than a toy. You bring your hands close to his face in desire to take his mask off, an urge to see his face overpowering you. Nikolai swiftly grabs both of your wrists with his hand, pinning them over your head as he angles his hips and begins thrusting roughly inside of you almost immediately. You gasp in from a sudden and quick fullness as his cock stretches you out.
"Don't be a bratty pushover now. Isn't this how you wanted me to fuck you?" he whispers in a slightly trembling tone, the mask making his voice echo a bit. 
You give him a quick nod and let out a sharp moan as his cock keeps sliding in and out of your cunt, each thrust stimulating all of your sweet spots in quick, short intervals. Nikolai lets out a chain of a few soft whimpers and grunts of his own as your pussy tightens and relaxes around him. He brings his other hand to one of your inner thighs, spreading your legs even more and with that making his thrusts deeper and more stimulating. He speeds up his movement, his balls slapping the underside of your pussy quite harshly, leaving a tingling warmth behind.
He pulls his cock out for a quick moment and brings his thumb to your inner lips, coating his fingertip in your precum. He swiftly slides his cock back inside, pace as relentless and harsh as before. His grip on your wrists tightens as he brings his other hand to your chest, cupping your boob and using his coated thumb to make soft circles on your nipple, opposite to the movement of his hips. Your breath is cut short each time he makes a full thrust inside, his cock kissing the deepest spots inside of you. Your back arch a little bit from the sweet, teasing sensation on your nipple as your lower tummy fills up with pleasurably cramping warmth.
Nikolai lets a mixture of soft gasps and whimpers as your pussy leaks more precum around his cock. You wrap your legs around his hips for a short moment, but the roughness of his thrusts make them weak fairly quickly. His circling on your nipple speeds up and you let out sharper moans, mind hazy as the heat keeps spreading beneath your skin.
Nikolai lets go of your wrists, bringing his hand to lift his mask just a little bit, giving you a small revelation of his parted lips. He leans closer to your chest, wrapping his lips around your other nipple and starts gently sucking on it. His thrusts are still as rough as before, making you dizzy in the best way possible. You let out soft moans as his tongue circles around your nipple alongside his thumb while his cock keeps on stimulating the sweetest spots inside of you.
He moves both of his hands beneath your knees as he lets go of your nipple with a small pop sound. He slides the mask back down using his head and your chest, straightening himself afterwards. He presses your legs to your chest, angling his hips a bit more, his thrusts becoming deeper as well as unbearably intense and rough. You let out filthy moans and gasps, your breathing becoming rapid. You grip the sheets with your hands, barely having strength to squeeze them as your body feels overwhelmed. A heavy wave of heat makes a tingling knot inside your lower tummy as Nikolai's cock keeps on relentlessly pressuring your g-spot, without giving it a single break.
He lets out softer moans and whimpers, but they are out-louded by yours and by the heavy slaps of his skin on yours. Your eyes roll back into your head as you feel lightheaded, pleasure too much to handle. Your pussy clenches around him as more precum leaks down your walls, desperate for an orgasm. 
"Please, please-," you choke out, loud moans drowning out your words.
"I know, doll." he soothes with his voice as he moves one of your legs to the side, spreading it as far as possible before he brings his thumb to your clit, resting his palm on your lower tummy.
He starts drawing small, precise circles and it immediately sends sweet jolts through your body, your chest tingling from warmth. He speeds up the movement of his hips even more as he presses your leg on your chest harsher, not giving you a second to process the pleasure that he was providing to all of your sweet spots. Your breathing becomes incoherent and heavy as your throat feels dry from all the filthy sounds you were letting out.
Your back arch as his cock and thumb keep on giving you intense, overbearing pleasure. Your body tenses up as your cunt keeps on tightening and loosing up around his, now, throbbing cock. You can only manage to slightly roll your hips to match his movement as the tingling knot inside your lower tummy slowly melts into a first wave of orgasm. He presses his palm down, feeling himself move inside of you. This way your g-spot feels even more stimulated, a loud gasp squeezing out of your throat. It sends a stinging bitter-sweet pleasure through your body, making your thighs feel weak.
You gasp in as your orgasm quickly picks up its pace, reaching its peak. Nikolai lets out a trembling, sharp moan as your pussy leaks all over his cock. He keeps on thrusting as roughly as before, his thumb still circling on your clit. Your hips jerk and quiver as moans keep escaping your throat, the heavy waves of heat convulsing inside your lower tummy. Nikolai moves his hand away from your clit and lower tummy, his cock twitching as he slows down his pace, letting you calm down from your climax.
Your breathing goes back to normal and Nikolai moves his hand close to your face, gently brushing the back of his fingers over your cheek. He slowly pulls out and it makes you gasp as he moves his body completely away from yours. He slides his hands up your thighs and to your hips, hinting you to turn around.
"Time to give me a better shot of your face, pretty doll'." he chuckles and you notice the camera, red light going on and off. It was recording the whole time. Well, this wasn't a twist you didn't agree to, so you obey, resting your chest on the mattress as you arch your back for Nikolai who was behind you.
He places his hands on your hips as he aligns his painfully hard cock with your inner lips, swiftly moving his hips forward and sliding inside your needy cunt. He starts thrusting in a quick pace immediately, picking up where he left off. You rest your chin on the mattress, barely keeping your eyes open as your moans get abruptly cut off each time the heaviness of his thrusts jerks your body into the bed. He digs his fingernails into your hips, grip tightening as his cock reaches the deepest and sweetest spots inside of you.
His balls slap your clit, the small stinging impact sending shivers up your spine and making your hips quiver a bit. He lets out a prolonged, needy moan as he pulls your hips back to meet his rough thrusts. He keeps on pressuring your g-spot in a perfect angle, your eyes filling up with tears of pleasure. Your head feels dense, body sore as weak moans escape your dry throat. Nikolai's pelvic area keeps on slapping your ass and it feels like it's bruising at this point, tingling warmth spreading beneath.
You lower your head, resting your forehead on the mattress as you arch your back more. Nikolai immediately grabs you by your hair, lifting your head up to face the camera.
"Eyes at the camera, pretty one." his voice is steady, but a few moans slip past his lips. He keeps your head in place as he moves his other hand away from your hip. He lowers his hips a little bit, reaching new sweet spots inside your cunt and earning a sharp moan of yours.
"What do you think people would say if they saw you getting fucked like this? Hm?" he teases as he brings out a knife that you didn't even know he still had; gently pressing it against your throat.
He practically uses your hair as a form of stability, rolling his hips in a vigorous, merciless pace. Your ass feels sore from all the slaps of his skin.
"You like being pounded into like a little dumb slut? What would your boyfriend say if he saw this?" his voice is playful and you would chuckle if you had the strength, but all that comes out are whorish moans.
He presses the knife into your skin a bit more, making you gasp in as he speeds up the pace of his hips.
"Come on, give me your best expressions, doll." his voice is less steady than before, breathy moans escaping his throat as soon as he finishes his sentence.
Your eyes roll back as his pace becomes unbearable, his cock twitching inside of you and stimulating your weak spots even more. Your thighs start to shake and your lips part, eyes filling up with tears as your cunt feels overly sensitive.
Tears quickly roll down your face as whorish, guttural moans escape your throat. Each thrust of his feels like an orgasm on its own, your cunt clenching around him in response to his cock throbbing. He throws his head back, letting out a sharp whine as he drops the knife to the side. His shaky hand falls on your ass cheek, gripping it in a harsh manner as his own climax inches closer and closer with each thrust. 
There is a small string of saliva covering your bottom lip, mind hazy and completely overwhelmed. Nikolai makes a few quick, sharp thrusts inside of your cunt, barely sliding his cock and out of you. You can feel his cock pulsating and twitching inside of you, sending tingles through your body.
You choke out a chain of breathy moans as he lets out desperately loud and sharp whines, finally reaching his own climax. He releases a few thick whips of cum inside of you, his now messy pace making it spill all over your inner lips and back of your thighs. Your body quivers and he lets go of your hair, letting your head fall down as you gasp for air.
He lands a heavy spank on your ass, using both of his hands to grip your cheeks, trying to soothe out the intensity of his orgasm. A few more needy whimpers escape his throat as he rides out his climax, slowing down his pace. His breathing is heavy, you can hear him almost choking on his saliva as he pulls out, letting his cum spill everywhere.
Your sore and weak body completely falls down on the bed, thighs shaky. Both of you lay down for a while, calming down from your pleasures. Nikolai takes a quick photo of a mess he made out of your pussy and chuckles to himself. 
"If you make that your background, I will kill you." you say slightly breathless and he giggles at you.
"I would never do that! Plus, I have much better materials to use for that now~" his voice is so upbeat and you can't help but wonder where he gets all this energy from all the time. You just chuckle, trying to relax a bit more.
Once both of you calm down, Nikolai turns off the camera and takes off his mask. You smile softly at him and he takes you to the bathroom, a little smile on his face as well. The two of you enjoy a long, loving bath together. You give him all the kisses and love you couldn't before and in return he washes your sore body and pretty hair he was pulling on way too much.
Later on, you fall asleep cuddled up together, naked, given that you are too lazy and tired to get dressed. In the morning, you notice that he is gone and assume he went on a mission or to do some errands.
You look for your clothes and take your poor shirt, sighing. The only issue is that you can't find your panties anywhere. You curse under your breath as you forgot to bring change of clothes and it seems he did too. As if. He probably did it on purpose.
Ping!
Unknown [11:34 am]: 1 attachment. 
Unknown [11:34 am]: Looking for these?
It's a picture of your panties. You want to chuckle, but you can't really go out in a ripped shirt and no panties so you feel a bit more annoyed.
You [11:35 am]: I have things to do, so please bring me a change of clothes :) <3 
Unknown [11:36 am]: What a polite attitude. Where did a slut from last night go? 
Unknown [11:36 am]: Also, won't happen. Unless...you want to play again? ;)
The End :) <3
I hope you liked it and enjoyed it! :) <3
Thank you for all the love and support you give me, it truly means a lot to me! :D <3
Forehead kisses for everyone :3
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melbatron5000 · 10 days
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Things that can be explained by POV switches
If you haven't read this analysis, you should start with that!
A list:
Crowley's hair and sideburns changing.
2. The Bentley changing. When it's Aziraphale's perspective, it's a four-door. From Crowley's it's two-door.
3. Gabriel's statue and the disappearing cross. From Gabriel's perspective, there's a cross. From Beelzebub's there is not. I wonder if it's because Gabriel sees himself as bearing some sort of burden?
4. Honolulu roast sign in Nina's shop. I wonder if that's because we switch to Nina's perspective, she knows the sign is there, she hung it. But someone notices it and someone doesn't.
5. Differing title/location cards? I bet they will give us a clue as to whose perspective we're about to see through if we pay attention to how they change.
6. The drawing of Gabriel being different when Aziraphale draws it versus when he shows it in the pub. When he draws it, we're seeing through his eyes, but when he shows it, we're seeing through Crowley's.
7. Possibly the Resurrectionist pub sign -- one of Mr. Dalrymple with a cleaver, one of him with a scalpel. Someone remembers him as a butcher, someone remembers him as a surgeon. I think we can tell who.
8. The vanishing/reappearing storefront signs in Whickber street. Someone knows exactly what shops are where, someone doesn't notice.
9. The streets and castle in Edinburgh when Aziraphale visits -- cobblestones versus paved; the castle in the background in every shot from every angle.
10. Several of the weird background noises can be explained by POV, but I don't think all of them.
11. Crowley's sunglasses changing? That one is iffy to me. Because they're silver for half the show, then black for the second half. If that were a POV switch, you'd think they'd change back and forth more often.
12. Crowley throwing books. And being nice to Jim. And wearing sleeve garters. He's telling Aziraphale on the phone what's going on, and we're seeing Aziraphale's image of it in his mind. That's almost certainly not what happened, but the gist is close enough.
13. Aziraphale's over-the-top reporter cosplay right after he is gently amused at Muriel's over-the-top constable cosplay. He's telling Crowley on the phone what's happening, and Crowley is imagining how it's going. Aziraphale's reporter persona is probably not as inconspicuous as he thinks, but it's probably not as cute and silly as Crowley imagines.
14. Gabriel not coming down the lift in the Dirty Donkey. Maggie and Nina see him first, they don't know about the lift, so they see him just walking down the street, not getting off a Heavenly elevator. He probably wasn't wandering around anywhere else -- but he does say he had to carry the box for soooo long, so maybe he was roaming around . . .
15. The high number of queer couples in the show. Both Crowley and Aziraphale are more highly tuned to humans who present as they do when in human form. It's probably not that there are more queer couples around, just that A and C take more note of them.
That's everything from my Murder Board that I think POV can explain. If anyone has other weird things that can be explained by seeing them through various character's eyes, I'd love to know!
And there is still PLENTY that can't be explained by POV. PLENTY. AND the POV changes mean we're not only seeing what they think is happening rather than what is, we're also NOT seeing anything they don't want known. We have to look where the furniture isn't.
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amalthiaph · 5 days
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✨ EDMON RAMPART (Amalthia's Version) ✨ You know I once swore to never draw him, well that was of course before he got the James Norrington treatment so it's the Alexsandr Kallus Effect for me again. Talk about from fuck this man to I wanna fuck this man.
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Teeny weeny fandom salt and salt in general coming up so if you don't like that, you can go scroll down. There used to be a cut here but I removed it. I will always be polite, but I know WHEN to talk.
From now on, I will be calling my fanart "Amalthia's version". I hope I don't come across as tone deaf or insensitive about this, but I wish I was good at art.
I've seen posts that say "I wish artists would stop drawing [character name] with [this] or [that]" or "stop drawing [character] with [this]". While it's great to hear about your preferences, please bear in mind that at the end of the day, fanart CAN BE an artist's take on a character. For me, THIS is how I draw Edmon Rampart. This is with regard to the art style I developed and the color palette that I constantly use to keep up with my blog's theme.
Another ick is an ongoing issue in the TBB fandom. In my Hunter and Omega art, I did something I don't usually do, which is add a secondary light source. A few minutes after posting, I got an anon telling me to unwhitewash the characters. I immediately messaged one of my friends for their honest opinion and they said I don't whitewash the characters. I went on to the drawing file and tried to study my own drawing and see if I really did whitewashed the characters. Edit: There really are some artists who whitewash the characters and I was trying to do a SELF-CHECK bec maybe I'm one of them.
I found out that the thing that made the difference is the secondary light source that I added. This secondary light source is lighter in color than their skin, and it created the Contrast Effect. Due to the nature of the human eye and visual processing by the brain, there's an optical illusion that the same color will look different depending on the color beside it and/or the background. It's in psychology class, paying attention would help.
In addition to the secondary light, it could also be the brown background color that caused this effect. And before anyone goes, "are you sure?" Yes, I am. I sat with a Psychology major to discuss about this whole Contract Effect thing.
This does not only apply in colors, it could also be to objects, that why they say all things are relative. One thing could appear bigger or smaller depending upon the object beside it. One of the things they 'check' to see if a certain artist whitewashed a character is the size of the nose. Once again, please do apply Contrast Effect. Some artist really draw their characters stick-like so try to compare all the noses they had drawn in their entire lifetimes and maybe, just maybe they did draw the noses wide in comparison to their other artworks, it just looks like that because it's part of their art style.
Edit: Please do try to analyze things first before casting down your judgement.
It's so difficult to be an artist AND IN THIS FANDOM. We never seem to be enough. If we do the character with artistic freedom, you'll say "stop drawing them like that bec they don't have that in the show" and when we try to draw them as close to the show, you'll say "unwhitewash the characters". We are never good enough for you.
So yeah, I wish I was good at this.
Link to the rest of this series:
1 || 2 || 3 || 4 || 5 || 6 || 7 || 8 || 9 || 10 || 11 || 12 || 13 || 14 || 15
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friskishdrawings · 3 months
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Charity Commissions 🇵🇸
Hello guys, it's been a while!
To cut to the chase: I would like to help spread both awareness and support for those suffering in the ongoing genocide in Palestine. So, in light of this, I will open up some commissions where rather than paying me, you simply provide proof of your donation.
I know this blog is mainly just for my art, but if I can use my art for any good I would like to do so. If you cannot donate, please reblog!
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Here are some recommended links:
E-sims for Gaza: https://gazaesims.com  
Palestine children’s relief fund: PCRF
Women for women (hygiene kits, blankets, food): Urgent Support for Women in Palestine Women for Women International
Anera dignity kits: https://www.anera.org/stories/gaza-emergency-aid-includes-dignity-kits/
If you are Egyptian you can also donate to any of the organizations listed under the Instapay, Talabat, Fawry apps, or your bank app under their ‘donations’ services with the equivalent price in EGP (based on the bank rate). Just provide a screenshot.
Of course, if you yourself have a related link, such as another reliable charity organization or a go-fund me, that works as well. And of course, if you have any other links I can update this post with please let me know.
With any cause, please bear in mind there will be people of all sorts who will want to exploit people’s compassion. So please, if you are to donate to any organization, exercise some caution and do your research.
For a written list of the prices, the do/don'ts, and so on, please look under the read-more for more details!
How Does this Work?
Send me the idea you have and I will let you know if it’s good to go or if it’s not appropriate (or if I can’t do it due to time/work)
When you get the okay, I will ask for more details (references, colour schemes, poses, which charity you plan to donate to, etc.)
I will draw you a basic thumbnail for your confirmation (these are very vague sketches to just pinpoint the pose).
Once you confirm the pose, I will ask you to donate and I will get to work
Send me a screenshot of the e-mail confirming your donation (blur out/colour over any personal info!), or the “Thank you for your donation!” screen if there is no e-mail
You get your drawing in exchange!
NOTE: I will likely post them on my artblog and Instagram, so if you don’t want them posted there or would like to remain anonymous, please let me know! If you are fine with me posting them, please give me the handle/name you would like to be referred to as.
Also bear in mind I have a full-time job, so they might be a while! But you WILL get your commission.
HALF-BODY
$5-$9: Lineart $10-$14: Monotone $15-$19: Colours, flat $20-$24: Colours, shaded Above $25: Colours, shaded, with background
FULL-BODY
$10-$14: Lineart $15-$19: Monotone $20-$24: Colours, flat $25-$29: Colours, shaded Above $30: Colours, shaded, with background
Yes-es:
Fan art is fine (I won’t be getting any monetary profit from this)
Characters from original stories
Personas/self-inserts/fan characters/Tabletop RPG characters
Real!you, family members, friends, etc. (at the risk of them not looking like them at all :’D)
Animals (they might be a bit less cartoony as I'm not used to them but yes)
Personifications/anthropomorphic/strange creatures in general
Nos:
Not more than one character per commission
No discriminatory content
No religious figures, symbolism or content (I am Muslim so… Cannot Really Do That)
No extreme gore or suggestive themes, or characters from media that feature a lot of either (this is because my art blog is PG-13, and I’d rather not anything off-colour for a charity commission anyway)
No using these with AI or NFTs
Do not use for commercial purposes. These are for charity!
I reserve the right to decline your commission if I feel like you have insincere ulterior motives, or if an emergency comes up.
Generally, keep this PG-13/grandma-friendly!
Pleases:
References (preferably image based, but text is fine if there is no visual depiction/canon design)
Colour you associate with the character if monotone
Poses (just not lewd or rude)
Context (like description of their personality, what they like, their setting, etc.)
Ask first:
You are free to repost the artwork on another platform as long as you credit me as the artist. Absolutely use them if you need a picture for something like an RP account!
If from your original work, you may use them in non-commercial projects, just please credit me (and give me a heads up so I can go check it out! :D).
If an original character from an original story, you are free to use the artwork to help with things like visual development (let’s say, you are creating a game, comic or pilot, and you want a reference for the artists on your team to use), just once again give me a heads up and credit me as the artist.
If you've made it this far, and can't donate, thank you so much for your interest anyway. At the very least, this reached someone.
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magical-wishies · 2 months
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To love or not to love, that is the questio-
Ok whoops wrong reference. Happy Valentine's Day everyone! I made a MV of the song "Darling Dance" by Kairiki Bear featuring my favourite little tricksters for the occasion!
I'd rather you go straight to Youtube to watch it because Tumblr always finds a way to cut the quality, lol.
Eng subtitles are available too!
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Here it is! Hope you enjoy my pride and joy. Basically like a hopeful child but in video format. Reblogs are specially appreciated because Youtube sucks at promoting new channels!
This also acts as a behind-the-scenes post, so let's get straight into that, shall we?
MV Project 1 "Darling Dance"
Illustration time: 37 hours
Editing time: Approx. 30-35 hours
Total: 70 hours
*Cough* Holy freakin' moly does making an MV take so long. Before you roll off your bed, I'll say that part of the reason making the art took so long was because I have trouble drawing Marx consistently.
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Here's some unused assets! Look at them, they're all salty over not making the cut.
In all seriousness though, a lot of times I don't really see a lot of editors/ MV makers getting appreciation for their efforts. And now that I've personally experienced making an MV for the first time, it's also increased my admiration to the people who dedicate their time to this! All the kudos to them.
Now, I'll go scene by scene then comment along the way! Spoilers ahead!
Verse 1
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Pretty good for what it is. In the first image, you see that heart behind Magolor? I discovered the motion of it on complete accident lol. Capcut is hard to figure out..
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I also really like the color palette of 2nd image. That art of Marx was the last one I did during production (aka I drew it this morning), and just look at him. He's such a bastard he's the best.
Pre Chorus 1
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Mmmm yeah it sure is the pre chorus! I put a bar behind the text in the middle because I didn't want people to stare into their soulless eyes for too long. That probably worked!
1st Chorus
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When I first added in the expression change, I fangirled over it a little on the first rewatch. Like, come on! They suddenly look mischievous, and the color change on the background! I know I drew it but still!
For the rest, I experimented a little with all the "Nah"s! I think it ended up well. Most of the lyric editing in this MV is completely original, so I had a couple of things to try out!
Verse 2
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This song is horrifically outdated because it says Twitter instead of X!! (/sarcasm)
This scene is my second favourite. I'm really proud of the details on the tabs and the editing at the beginning! Wish I could put more images but the app only allows ten. Bummer.
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I think it's cute, and I used it as my pfp on YouTube! That's about it though.. image limit is killing me I can't put anything here :(
Chorus 2
...Not gonna spoil it! I like how I drew them, but there ain't anything notable. Unless you look at the last image I put right before the bridge. :)
Bridge
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This is where my editing comes in freakin' clutch. Ooooooh it's so satisfying to look at. Chef's kiss. Also those Marxs (Marxes?) are really cute.
The second part of the bridge is nice as well! I tried to make the lyrics snap to the rhythm. Glad I added that tv effect in the bg too!
Chorus 3
This scene is my favourite! Wanna know why?
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This sequence right here. I think I will etch it into my brain forever... I love me some snappy editing. Like a lot. Like a lot a lot!
The second part of the chorus is like the original song's MV! I loved the hearts popping in and out whoever thought of that is a genius. Putting it into the MV was a good decision!
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And that's a wrap! Hope you enjoy the MV as much as I enjoyed making it. And, stay tuned for next time! I have a feeling a certain jester is getting his own solo MV...
Feel free to leave your thoughts either in the Youtube comments section or here. See you around!
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scummy-writes · 3 months
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Scum talks about OCs
In this I'm just going to go over my Ocs in sections of their own. I'm not really using a special Oc template, I'm just talking about them and what fics they appear in, because to be blunt, I do write 'reader inserts', but some fics are written with these ocs in mind even if they're not detailed out specifically.
I'm just chatting about for fun, this will not change how I write currently. I would not expect fanfics about these characters specifically.
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Amélie - Drawn by @beni-draw-ikemen-please. (Full picture is her in a chair with Isaac sittin on the arm of it, and Arthur resting his head on her lap <3 I love it)
Anju, made with a Picrew here. I think her expression is a bit too gentle here, and she would mainly wear warmer yellows or cool toned blues, not the shirt in the image.
SS from Prince of my WIP OC for it, since she's fuckin impossible to make on picrews. Her current name is Constance.
I am honestly surprised people showed some interest in this, so bear with me through my bumbling please. A lot of these say 'mc' but they are 'reader insert' fics still. Previous fandoms had 'mc' interchangable with 'reader' so...
If you have any questions, feel free to ask, just know I might not have all the answered.
╰❧ Amélie
Amélie has been around for a few years, and Beni has been a saint for letting me comm her to draw her. Because of this, I was able to make a character profile for her Here. Additionally, a much older one Here that details some vague things about her past, and including her past with Sebastian (Childhood friends).
-> Fanfics she has been 'in': Breathless Discoveries (Isaac/Mc), Mental Gravity (Isaac/Mc), Blessed Accidents (Isaac/Mc), Exercise in Restraint (Isaac/Mc), Temptations (Arthur/Mc), A Helping Hand (Arthur/Mc), His (Theo/Mc), Playful Punishments [vaguely] (Isaac/Mc/Arthur), Midnight Impulses [Vaguely] (Isaac/Mc/Arthur), Musings (Isaac/Mc), Oral Prompt with Isaac, First Steps (Isaac/Mc), The Talk (Isaac/Mc), The Shirt Thief (Isaac/Mc), Isaac Overworking (Isaac/Mc/Arthur), Awkward Dates (Isaac/Mc), and likely some other small drabbles I have missed...!
─❧ Summary: (Brief mentions of abuse/SA/Trauma but not explicit details)
A lot of her general background is covered in the second character profile I linked above. It sounds vague, and well! That is because it is a bit traumatic. I don't want to gloss over the fact that she has been through a lot, primarily SA, but I don't like focusing entirely on it to where that is the Only thing about her. Her previous job was ... an 'idol'? I never fleshed it out fully, due to self embarassment, but I wanted her to be a singer with a 'small' following, who got connected with shitty producers and signed a contract way too young without understanding the full implications of it, which caused most of her money to not actually be Hers. Due to her parents strongly against her career choice, going as far as rushing a contract ended up having her cut off from her family. With Sebastian gone, her support network disappeared completely.
She Vaguely goes over this in Patchworked Pieces (be mindful of tags), which was supposed to be a full fanfic detailing her story, but I am not meant for long fanfics at all so I posted what scenes I had typed enough with. on the chapter On Failed Attempts, she details a bit more of her experiences.
How she met Comte was through the normal opening of visiting the muesuem. She did it under distress and wanting a distraction, she was weighing options and considing some pretty awful things! I like to think Comte could tell she was beside herself and trying to calm down a little. I like to think he could sense the distress and the thing she was contemplating, and led her back to the mansion.
Which! Is rocky. She's terrified of everyone, until she sees Sebastian, and he helps ease her into her mansion life. She never tells Sebastian what she went through, due to worries and fears that he would manage to blame himself. So in her story, he never finds out.
Isaac is the primary person who knows some details, but not everything. She'd tell both him and Arthur some bare minimums, just so that when things got intimate, her panic attacks for 'random' reasons wouldn't make them believe it was because of them.
As for how they all entangle with each other? Well... Amélie is not what brings them together, necessarily.
Before she arrives, Arthur attempts to get close to Isaac. It is platonic at first, perhaps he had a crush on him but waves it off. But alcohol is introduced, they start 'drinking' together (Isaac is still a lightweight so he barely builds up his tolerance, mostly keeps Arthur some company), and...They get too tipsy and adventurous with each other. Arthur gets ashamed immediately. Not out of doing things with another man, because it was clear he was using Isaac to get over some trauma. So he avoids, hides, and their friendship crumbles.
And after that is when Amélie stumbles into the mansion.
Her friendship with Isaac is the most prevelant. And after getting on a better start with Arthur, they end up slowly getting entangled with each other. Isaac, unfortunately, deals with the brunt of her panic attacks. Finds scars, attempts to heal them.
It's through healing that they all twine together. Helping each other face their traumas, face what happened between them all.
Ironically, her love for singing was bounced in and out of the story. I wanted a few scenes where she tries to play in one of the many secluded rooms in the mansion- finds an old piano while cleaning, places a few notes. But I don't think she'd be able to any time soon. I think she would need a break for a year or two, before she started exploring music again. Or anything super creative.
I like to imagine that she is friends with a majority of the residents. When she is faring better, she paints with Leonardo and Vincent. She listens to Mozart play, reads what Dazai and Arthur write, so on so forth. I want her to live in a house with Arthur and Isaac, later on, visiting the mansion weekly or every two weeks, happy with her new life.
Sometimes I pair her with Theo, because I think they could help each other, but I think she is fated to be with Isaac and Arthur.
In AUs, I like to imagine Anju as her older friend. Anju does not tolerate a lot of bullshit with Amélie, and would be a bit like a guard dog. But. an unassuming one. She would treat Arthur very harshly until he proves himself. (I am unsure if I ever posted it, but I wrote a few chapters to go with This Au Fic for Isaac week. The second chapter, Anju was supposed to be a witch to help Amélie out after some events [was gonna have Isaac die and then it turn into a reincarnation au thing where they meet again in modern day, and in modern day Anju was gonna be around], and Anju has to help her move forward.)
I've been typing this on and off for a few hours and I am struggling with some details HAHA for now, I will stop here. She's the one OC that has a lot out there for her.
Oh. Amélie is not her 'real' name, but it is now. I am unsure if it is in poor taste or not, but in an attempt to heal she abandoned a lot of her old life. Not Herself, but trying to let go of the past until she could confront it more. She goes by Amélie until the end of her days, and only Sebas and likely Comte know her old name.
╰❧ Anju
-> Fanfics she's been 'in': Training Theo (Theo/Reader)
─❧ Summary: (Vague mentions of parental issues)
OoooOOoooOh Anju....anju....wails.
She is such a complicated Oc for me. She was originally for Shingen in ikes*n (i dont want this on the tags on accident). I still debate if the character she is now still stems from that relationship or not. Because if so, that means she left the past and came back to the present because her and Shingen didn't work out. Not in a TERRIBLE way but probably a sad mutual understanding.
It's either that, or she's just pretty sour from general past relationships not working out.
I like to imagine that she is in her thirties, and that she lives in a neighborhood where everyone knows each other in friendly ways. She is a 'seamstress' just due to how Sengoku has that set up for the Mc. I decied that her grandmother taught her how to sew, and her grandmother owned a small shop to repair peoples clothes and sew clothes for commission as well (i know nothing about how this works so). She would help her grandmother at her shop, and later on when her grandmother passed, she would take over the shop.
As for her parents, I never fully fleshed them out. I just know her mother was constantly comparing herself to other children/people around her, and that their relationship dissolved to the point of Anju refusing to aknowledge her as a mother any longer. The crux of this would cause Anju to move the shop to a different location completely to sever ties. (not move physically, but open another shop elsewhere after funds were saved with the same name).
For Vamp, she relocates her ass to France for Reasons. And here is where it is... well. I don't think a shop like this could exist, but i wish it would. pls spare me from laughs HAHA
The shop I always imagined is the type where the ground floor is the shop, and upstairs is where Anju lives. So upstairs would house her kitchen, living room, and Bedroom and bathroom, a balcony connected to the kitchen would be. great. Lower floor would have the shop, her sewing area, a room to hang up comms and etc, and the 'front' of the shop. Front of the shop is the porch and the actual like...foyer area....of the shop.
She spends a lot of her time sitting in the foyer area at a desk, if she is not actively working on sewing. .....I like to imagine she has a small sitting area set up there for people (children, family, friends, partners, etc) waiting while whoever she is working on measurements and etc with is getting their stuff. With....a lil coffee/tea area....very very small like a coffee maker and some stuff....but cozy vibes... (and she wanted a coffee machine near her while working).
She'll sit on the porch often in the mornings while waiting for customers or going through shop bills and whatever, and that is how she meets Arthur in a modern day setting. By him taking 'Vic' (or whatever pet he is on now) on a walk, Vic escaping, and running up to Anju because he wants pets HAHA.
For first meeting, Anju thinks Arthur is cute, but recognizes the fuckboy tendances. However, i feel like at this point of living as a vampire for so long, Arthur wouldn't be how he is in the game currently. As in, not entirely as self destructive and a smidgen more at peace with himself, but still has the tendencies. She doesn't think too much on the meeting, loves Vic though, and goes from there...
But Arthur doesn't. He gets hung up on her a little, and finds excuses to run into her a bit more. Nothing crazy, but primarily just walking Vic by there and seeing if he can catch her on the porch again, waving, exchanging greetings and pets for Vic. It would turn into him eventually finding an excuse to get some clothing mended, which she can very easily tell is bullshit, but she entertains it because... he's respectful the whole time. She enjoys the company and the innocent flirting.
It comes to a clusterfuck when they spot each other at a bar though. Where he sees how differently she's dressed, where it's clear she's looking for one night stands and nothing else. (He is also alarmed at her smoking HAHA). Arthur doesn't do much with this information, but she immediately tries shutting him out because. Well, she isn't ashamed to have casual sex with others, but she doesn't want the fuckboy tendancies to come back for him. She doesn't want this fake relationship to delve into sex and nothing more. So she puts up walls, and Arthur has to slowly take them down. And it is a rocky thing, because Anju is so independant and refuses to rely on anyone else, so it's a LOT of trouble HAHA a lot of dramatics.
They do fuck, because well they both enjoy sex so why not!!!!! but ah. it's complicated. I think I have a scene of that somewhere. I cannot remember if I have that happen before or after him visiting her home/shop at night when he's drunk. I think it was before.
But Arthur was supposed to go to her place, drunk, because she has such a schedule with her shop/hobbies that it's easy to piece together that she's home, and she essentially lets him stay over in pity because he's wailing about messing up his friendship with Theo.
From there it turns into awkward, more up in the air things. I played with her getting with Arthur only, Theo only, Arthur and Theo, or even Vincent! But the Arthur/Theo subplot would have been too similar to the Isaac/Arthur one in Amélie's story. (Sorry for causing you so much distress, Arthur).
I like to imagine her in her shop. Arthur flirting with her while the neighborhood granny laughs at her attempts to ignore the flirting.
╰❧ Constance
-> Fanfics she's been 'in': Sinking (Gilbert/Reader) [Descriptions of Self Harm], First Time (Gilbert/Reader), Chev comforts Mc
─❧ Summary: (Mentions of self harm, abuse)
Constance....! Is still a running name. I may change it, I may not. I'm unsure about her appearance, I know I want her to have the split hair and to dress in similar colors though, but her eyecolor I am so conflicted on...
But...! Her story is still being fleshed out, and she has changed a lot. She is now strictly for Gilbert, whereas she was supposed to be a flexible oc for either Clavis or Gilbert. (Maybe she still could be?)
So far, her story is still like Emma's so far. her and Rio friends for years, Akatsuki taking her in, etc. In my mind, she doesn't know who her parents are and is somewhat in peace of that.
I've bounced around a lot with her though, to where the Rio and Akatsuki being in her BG makes little sense. i've wanted her to be someone who writes and sings, but does not preform and instead has a friend that preforms for her. Where they have private sessions of Constance singing and exampling some of the dancing to her friend, and later on watching her friend preform the songs and bringing her visions to life. (i like this a lot but it feels...odd.)
I want her carrying a notebook around the palace, filled with her drawings and songwriting. Far in the journal, there is drawings of Gilbert- not because she knows him, but because long before she saw him slinking around Rhodolite and drew him out of facination of how he looked (did not piece together he was a Scary Dude). (would add a lot of fuel to fire if anyone saw those drawings COUGHS)
In another bouncing, I have her as a secret wrtier/artist that writes songs that are never preformed. I thought it would be funny if she wrote the erotica that Jin apparently reads??? I can never fgure out if thats canon or not because i never see it Mentioend in the game.
In both possible backgrounds for her, she is still a quiet and reserved person who suffers from a lot of depression, and struggles with herself a lot. The two toned hair was for fun at first, but now I'm realizing it would probably be a good symbol for her inner issues. How she has a lot of 'darkness' inside of her, that she feels disgusted by and upset with, while there is a purity she wishes she had (but fails to come to terms with how that is unreasonable).
To be paired with Clavis, she was supposed to be much more shy, and his antics were supposed to draw her out of her shell more.
But now it's more solidifies that she will be primarily paired with Gilbert due to the purity/darkness thing. She is a little dramatic in her thoughts with that, and is now a bit more serious toned rather than her shyness being played for antics.
She believes Gilbert over his refusal to 'lie', and that draws her in a lot.
Discussion of self harming/SA, when text is blue I am finished.
Something I am struggling with is that with many Ocs, i often have them go through some sexual trauma just due to it being an outlet for myself (i have also had sexual trauma). This may be why you see some themes of this in some fanfics I write, where there is something the reader is struggling with sexually and the suitor is extremely patient with them- it's usually tied to stuff like this (unsure of how obvious that is since no one ever says anything! which feels like an act of kindness, if it is obvious).
For her, I am struggling with adding that into her background as something that is fairly recent with her. Rio doesn't know, she refuses to tell him, and his fondness of her and constantly...hm...i don't mean this poorly, but building her up to be so 'perfect' sometimes causes a lot of issues when she reflects on herself, and she uses those words against herself often.
I don't know if the self harm would be. Due to that SA event or not. I don't know if this is soemthing that has plagued her for years, or if it spiked as her emotions got out of control.
Gilbert would not know. I don't really care if JP spoilers suggest otherwise, as there are already hints that make it clear he doesn't know Everything (he just knows a Lot). A lot of their relationship would be them struggling with self harm and the SA. A lot of her trust gets put into him (even if she dislikes it), because he doesn't lie to her like others do, and it is a comfort. (blah blah gilbert does lie blah blah)
It's hard to explain their relationship. I assume i'll have more figured out as his route comes out. Right now, she's who I imagine when I write some stuff with him, but not all of it.
With Clavis, the relationship would have been more healthy, and so would she. I think she would still struggle with both things, as it could be used as a mutual understanding when they discuss needing to be loved fully and not half-heartedly.
That is a rough gist of what I have for her? I have been typing this for hours and I am running out of steam.
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Annnd....That is that! At least for now. Another detail I will share for all of them is that they are all bi :) All my ocs are always bi.
Again, you guys are free to ask questions. I may update this over time as well. I don't really want criticisms for my ocs though since you guys don't actually deal with them past them popping up as the voice for some reader insert fics. they just sorta rot in my brain and I get comms of them at times.
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tsumoren · 1 year
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DANCE WITH ME UNDER A MOONLIT SKY.
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SUMMARY. enstars characters as a selection of romance quotes that make me want to crush them in my hands
FEATURING. rinne amagi, keito hasumi, tatsumi kazehaya, natsume sakasaki
NOTES. reader is gender neutral, no warnings just pure unfiltered fluff, idiots in love, not proofread
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rinne amagi
“it's not that i can't live without you; it's that i don't want to. there's a difference. we all make choices in life and i choose you. my heart belongs to you. and i'm not asking for it back, even if you don't want it anymore.” — the perfect game; j. sterling
rinne falls in love like the first drop of a roller coaster. it's nothing new, he knows how it starts and how it ends—and he swears it's going to be different this time. he isn't going to scream and yell when the rush takes over and he definitely isn't going to seriously fall in love with you. but the rails click with anticipation, and rinne amagi, who is usually so buoyant and a thorn in everyone's side, is unusually quiet. he reaches the very top, and everything else feels so small. the food cart the two of you were just at, the minigame he won just for you so you could take that big ugly bear home, the gift shop that you begged to visit at least once before you left. everything falls into place, and when he turns to look at you and your big annoying smile, asking words he can't quite make out, the ride tips over the edge—and rinne amagi's voice is lost to the wind.
keito hasumi
“i will want you with every single ounce of my being during every single second of every single day for the rest of our lives. no amount of scars will stop me from loving you, from worshipping you with every moment we have together. you are it for me.” — when it raynes; montana fyre
keito falls in loves like free falling from a plane. he's perfectly guarded and protected around all sides—heart packed tightly in the safest corner of his chest, ready for everything and anything thrown his way. it's the only time he isn't in control, and he can't work his way out of this one. the time is only perfect once he catches sight of you below, and keito finally takes a leap of faith, shutting his eyes tight and diving down head first. the wind rushes past him furiously—adrenaline rushes through his veins and his heart is still beating straight out of his chest even when he lands right into your arms. his pupils are blown wide, hair tussled from the wind, glasses long gone from the fall—but you smile at him so warmly that keito thinks he might dive right into your arms right again.
tatsumi kazehaya
“what are you smiling about?” / “just admiring the view.” / “you were staring at me.” / “like i said, admiring the view.” — real players never lose; micalea smeltzer
tatsumi falls in love like quiet nights in front of a fireplace. there isn't anything else except him, you, and the burning of the distant firewood. you glow brilliantly in the golden light, and tatsumi realizes that he would do nothing but stay with you like this forever and he would be happy. the way you shuffle quietly under the large blanket, lost to sleep long ago. behind him, the world falls into a steady pulse, a silent lull that fades into the background as he flickers to life—similar to the flames in front of him. he draws mindless circles on the back of your hand whilst you sleep and wonders just what and when things changed. on what day, on what occasion? but tatsumi doesn't mind, not when your eyes are closed so peacefully—he could stay with you like this forever, after all.
natsume sakasaki
“loving you is as natural to me as breathing. you came into my life and wormed your way into my heart. i knew the first time i saw you that there was no one like you on this planet. no one else for me.” — academically yours; jennifer chipman
natsume falls in love like pancakes over breakfast. it's soft, warm, uplifting, and it feels like he has lived this domesticity with you all his life. because he knew from the first time he set sight on you that you were the one—with your messed up tie and mismatched socks, rushing through the halls with papers flying all around. he feels like the center of a cliche movie, a silly and laughable child's tale. but you are there in every vision he sees. with you, every moment is a state of wonderful bliss—featherlight touches, playful teasing, kisses that never seem to last long enough. natsume doesn't care, he knows you have all the time in the world together. and if fate would not allow it, then he would just have to curse everyone altogether until it did.
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tcwmatchmakingau · 8 months
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The Beauty In All, Part Two
Editor's note: written by @deejadabbles Pairing: Echo x GN!reader Rating: General Audience (but minors DNI) Summary: Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice- still shame on you, don't take advantage of my kindness! After so many times of falling for people who mock and manipulate your kind nature, you thought that love, true love, was simply not in the cards for you. Thankfully, Right to Love is here to make sure you and a lucky ARC trooper get your happy ending together. A.N: For some clarity: in my take on this AU, Palps had his "unfortunate accident" pretty late into the og clone wars timeline, so Echo was still rescued from the techno union and was rolling with the bad batch for awhile. And of course, since this is an everyone lives AU too, Tup's chip never activated so that whole thing never went down, Everyone lives, everyone's rescued, happy endings all around! Also....if you guys read this chapter closely, you'll see references to more stories I have planned for this AU *wink wink* Lastly, Daria is @blueink-bluesoul 's wonderful OC, who you will find in other works of this AU! Word Count: 2,742
Warnings: Mentions and discussions of ableism
Part One
With all her appointments taken care of for the day, Maura sat at her desk and got to work with the stack of profiles under her care. With her favorite playlist starting in the background and a shawl wrapped loosely around her shoulders, she started sorting today’s new clients. She used her own little “personality-type” system to highlight and sort each of them, which made it easier to draw up a short list of possible matches for each client, which were then looked into deeper from there.
She had gotten this process down to a nice, practiced rhythm and had just begun drawing up the ‘maybe-matches’ for the first new client, when there was a knock on her door. As usual, she gave a distracted noise to whoever was on the other side, and most people at RTL would know it meant a cheerful, “come in”.
“I come bearing gifts,” came an almost light tone, and Maura didn’t have to look up from her desk unit to know it was Kix.
Still, because it was Kix, she tore herself away from her work and smiled up at him. He was holding two togo cups in his hands, both bearing the logo of the tapcaf down the street that many at the matchmaking service frequented nowadays.
Kix was giving his most charming smile as he handed the cup to her, “One hot cocoa, with extra whipped cream and caramel drizzle. And yes, hot cocoa, because I know that, even if you like it, caf this late in the day makes you stay up all night.”
His smile was very infectious, not that she needed much reason to smile, but it was easy around a man like Kix. “You are the actual sweetest,” she said as she took the cup, waiting till she removed the lid and swiped some of the cream before adding, “even if it is just a bribe.”
Kix didn’t even flinch. He was still smiling as he put a hand over his heart, “But I bring you drinks all the time without ulterior motives.”
Maura leaned back in her chair and narrowed her eyes playfully at the medic, “In the morning, yes, not in the afternoon. Come on, Kix, out with it.”
He at least had the decency to look like he was thinking his answer over, even though she knew he had whatever he wanted to say planned down to a T. Finally he sank into her chair, instantly grabbing the tooka plushy and holding it aloft. “So, I had a lovely chat with one of today’s clients in the waiting room and I was thinking that they would be perfect for…you know who,” he moved the tooka’s head as if it agreed with him. Dang it, he was bringing out all the cute charm today
Honestly, she should have expected this, especially since she knew exactly who he was talking about…and that the thought crossed her mind too. How could it not? You were charming and sweet and obviously cared deeply about people, especially clones. One of her previous clients, Tiio, had sent her a long, detailed letter of recommendation the moment you signed up for RTL. Everyone knew about the whole flower crown event now and, according to Daria, even Fox was fond of you and the way you treated his brothers.
And, as for ‘you know who’, Maura had met the stubborn brother in question a few times now, when Kix invited her along to 79s. Even when she wasn’t working, Maura couldn’t help but to read people, to think about and observe them, and that man may benefit from someone like you.
But, in the end, none of that mattered. Not until Echo came to RTL himself. 
“Kix,” it was undoubtedly a warning, though it had no real teeth since she knew he was a good enough man not to make her resort to that. “You know I can’t do anything until he comes to us. And even then, I can’t set them up on a date just because you got a feeling or a vibe.”
“I know I know,” he set the tooka plush on his lap so he could hold up both hands to her, “Obviously you know more than I do, I just had a short conversation, but,” he shrugged, “I don’t know, I just got this feeling when I talked to them. You’re the expert but, if I can finally drag him in here, will you at least give their compatibility a look over?”
Maura quirked an eyebrow, “You think you’re wearing him down?”
He ran a hand over his neatly designed hair, looking a little smug now, “You know not to underestimate my skills. We’re going out tonight, a bunch of us and a lot are bringing their partners. I bet the morning caf that Echo’s name will pop up in the appointment requests by this time tomorrow.”
All she could do was wave her hands, “I won’t promise anything, but, if he submits his profile, I’ll keep all possible matches in mind.” Oh, he was practically beaming now. “But Kix, don’t expect me to wait for him if you still haven’t convinced him,” her tone was firm, but he knew she was only saying it as a professional reminder.
“I wouldn’t expect any less,” was his pleased reply, “I won’t even say I told you so when he signs up.”
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“No.”
Kix looked quite affronted, “You don’t even know what I was going to say!”
Echo’s eyebrows climbed up his forehead, “You mentioned Right to Love, I know where this conversation is going.”
As if he couldn’t be bothered with his brother’s offended look, Echo simply took another drink of his Bespin brandy as Kix recovered himself. Currently, between everyone who had shown up tonight, Echo, Kix, Tech, and Hunter were the only ones still sitting at the booth and table they’d claimed. Fives always made sure to include Echo when the old 501st gang went out, and in turn, Echo tended to drag clone force 99 along with him. It had taken…a while for the two teams to get used to each other, but they'd managed something of a relationship by now.
Kix leaned back in his chair, “All I said was that there’s been another influx of new clients recently.”
“And,” Echo said in a bored tone, “that was your attempt at shifting the conversation so you can try to convince me to sign up, again.”
“There’s something wrong with that?” Kix shrugged, unbothered by the resistance, “It’s kind of my job to pester my brothers into taking care of themselves.”
“I don’t see how getting set up on a blind date is ‘taking care of myself’.”
“You know it’s more than that.”
“Kix,” Echo’s voice was a rumble now, but made it a little less barbed at the edges when he said, “why are you so set on this?”
The other man couldn’t help but sigh. He cast a look around the table, Tech was engrossed in his datapad while Hunter leaned back with his eyes closed. Hopefully, they would use the loud music as a way to turn a blind ear.
Still, Kix leaned in and lowered his tone when he said, “Vod, I see the way you look at them.” 
Even though he certainly didn’t need to, he nodded his head toward their brothers. To Fives who was dancing with his once shy partner. To Tup who was cheering his girlfriend on at the billiards table. To Rex who, while never having been a client, still found love at the little service devoted to it.
“It’s okay to want what they have, Echo,” Kix said, and he hoped the sincerity in his tone came through.
Echo didn’t look at him, at first he seemed to stare at nothing in particular, but Kix knew his eyes were drifting between the pairs. He saw the way he watched Fives tease a blush out of his cyare, or Tup smile when his girl leaned her head on his shoulder, or Rex and his little matchmaker staring at each other with pure adoration.
Kix took a sip of his own drink before adding, “Look, I’m not saying love’s going to make life perfect or anything, but, I think they could find someone who could really make you happy.” He waited a beat, then nudged his old friend in the shoulder. “Hell, I’m sure they can even find someone who can handle how grumpy you are. And when that happens, I know you can make that person happy too.” This time he didn’t give Echo a chance to reply, instead, scooting his chair back from the table as he took their glasses, “Think about that while I get us another round.”
  Still there, at the table, Echo watched the medic go and released a long breath from the depths of his chest. Yes, Echo had thought about Right to Love many, many times. Every time one of his brothers gushed about their partners, he would feel a small, short tug in his chest. Echo never had been, nor ever would be, the type of man who needed to be in a relationship, but, there was still a longing there. A pining, almost. And he supposed he owed it to himself to finally acknowledge its existence.
“I think it’s a good idea.”
The voice startled Echo out of his thoughts and he turned to find Hunter, still sitting with his head tilted back and eyes shut.
“All you can lose is time, Echo, so why not try it?”
“There’s more to it than that,” he grumbled.
Hunter finally opened his eyes and looked at him. “So? Since when have you backed down from anything? I would have thought the ARC trooper in you would like the risk.”
Echo knew what Hunter was doing, especially since Hunter was observant enough to realize what he meant by ‘more to it’. Still, he had to admit that Hunter's challenge was working.
And, once Echo thought about it with a little more grace, he supposed Kix had a point. If there was anywhere that could help him find someone who was nothing like his previous dalliances, it was probably RTL.
Kix was making his way back to the table now, and got a thankful nod from Hunter when he handed him a fresh drink. Before the medic could even settle back in his chair, Echo knocked him off balance with his next words.
“Alright, you win.” 
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  If Echo wasn’t so hardwired to see things through, he might have walked out the door during the time he waited in the lobby. Filling out the profile questions had made this all feel a little too real all of a sudden and a part of him still couldn’t believe he was actually doing this.
Still, seeing the look on not only Kix’s face, but the way Fives’ lit up when he heard that Echo was coming here, made it all a little easier. Kix at least had the decency not to keep harping on the matter after he ‘won’ so to speak. Fives, on the other hand, couldn't stop going on about how excited he was that Echo was ‘getting out there’ again and would finally find someone they could go on double dates with.
It was half endearing, half annoying as all kriff.
Now, Echo was being led into a cozy little office by a woman who put the casual in business casual. A part of him was glad it was Maura who took him on, at least he knew her, even if they weren’t necessarily friends. Though, he supposed if they were, that would be some kind of conflict of interest.
“So, how does this work?” he asked after settling down in the chair across from her.
“Right now? We talk so I can get to know you better, so I can understand your needs and what you’re looking for better.”
To the point, but not unkind, Echo could respect that. “What do you want to know?”
For a moment she simply looked at him, considering and he felt a little uneasy under the gaze, not that he would let it show. Then, “I want to know why you were so reluctant to come here.” Her eyes softened a little, though she didn’t take them off him, “You don’t strike me as someone who balks at love, or even what we do here. And yet, Kix has spent many a lunch break complaining about how you brushed him off every time he brought it up to you.”
Alright, diving into the deep end. At least she didn’t waste time. Still, he needed a moment to think, to collect himself and she seemed patient, settling back in her chair to relax a little.
“It’s not just Right to Love," he started after a while, "it’s not as if I have some weird prejudice against this place. It’s just, dating in general, I suppose.”
“A bad history with dating?”
Echo scoffed, “Yeah, you could say that.”
She didn’t reply, just continued to look back at him, only now she gave him a small, encouraging smile.
Again, he waited a moment, falling back on some of his strategic tendencies before he even thought about it. Old habits died hard, but, he did want to think his answer over carefully. It’s not as if he kept these things secret and, if he was going to tell someone, it should be the woman responsible for finding him someone who wouldn't repeat the mistakes of lovers past.
Echo shifted in his chair, eyes drifting down to the dark wood of her desk. “In the past, when I’ve tried to date, I either get one extreme or the other.” He lifted his prosthetic hand and waved it over the rest of him, over every cybernetic detail. “A lot of people can’t handle this. They act like they can at first, but I see the way they look at me before eventually forgetting my comm number. Or, they’re at the other end of the spectrum. They see all this and think that they need to ‘fix’ me.” The word was bitter in his mouth, and his eyes snapped up to meet hers again, “I don’t need to be fixed, just like I don't need someone who can't stand the way I look. I don't want either of those. I want someone to look at me and…”
His voice trailed off, which was a little unlike him. Echo was usually so sure in his words and actions.
“To look at you and just see you?” Maura finished for him, and the words struck home.
Echo found himself taking in a breath, then, he almost let out a huff of a laugh, “Yeah. Just me. I’m not saying that these aren’t a part of who I am, they are, but there’s so much more to me than that.” He sighed, "So yeah, that's why I'm a little reluctant on dating."
That small, encouraging smile got wider and warmer as she straightened up in her chair, “Thank you for being so honest with me, Echo. Being hesitant to put yourself in our care is understandable, given all that.” It was only then that her eyes left him, instead focusing on her datapad as she typed away. “I’m not going to belittle the trust you’ve put in me by making flowery promises. I can’t guarantee that whoever I match you with will undoubtedly see you the way you deserve to be seen. I will, however, promise that I won’t give up until we find someone who does.”
Echo chuckled at that, “So, you’ll take on my high-maintenance case?”
Maura smiled at him, “High-maintenance? Oh, dear Echo, don’t flatter yourself. If you were truly that, we probably would have sent you to Daria. I don’t think there’s ever been a challenge that woman didn’t want to tackle." She winked at him, "You’re stuck with me instead.”
“You’re at least honest with me,” Echo shrugged, “And Kix seems to have faith in you, so I’ll trust his judgment.”
“I’m so glad I have glowing recommendations,” she drawled as she finished her notes.
He actually found himself smiling and almost, almost felt like something in his chest lightened. Alright, Echo wasn’t too proud to admit when someone else was right and, somehow, he actually had a good feeling about this.
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anneapocalypse · 11 months
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DAI Companion Styles: Josephine
Dragon Age Companion Styles Series
Next up by special request from @magneticmage is the lovely, the gracious, the refined, the stunning Josephine Montilyet, Ambassador to the Inquisition. (And yes, Josephine is an advisor, not a companion; yes this series is called “Companion Styles”; yes I’ve decided to just lump the advisors in with them and not change the name, and we’re all just going to have to live with it. 😉)
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Disclaimer: I am not a fashion expert, dress historian, or professional designer! I'm just a gamer who likes to sew and has a casual interest in historical fashion, and a great interest in fantasy worldbuilding and the implications thereof, and that's where I'm coming from on these posts. I'd also love to hear thoughts from fans who have a more in-depth background in historical dress, textiles, and armor.
Also, we’re going to be talking about gendered clothing, so let me state for the record that I don’t believe clothing has any inherent gender. However we’re going to be talking about fashion in a cultural context here, and in the context of Thedas (and specifically Orlais), fashion is heavily gendered, and how characters engage with those gendered expectations can be personally and socially interesting.
As with Sera, I’m going to be focusing mostly on Josephine’s style from an in-universe perspective because that’s what I think is most interesting!
Much appreciation to @dragonagegallery, whose posts have made the canon review for this post much easier! The Art of Dragon Age Inquisition was also a great reference.
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(Look at her. She even looks good in the Haven Chantry lighting. Nobody looks good in that. Iconic.)
Josephine is an Antivan-born noblewoman educated in Orlais, who trained and briefly worked as a bard before becoming disillusioned with that life and turning to a career as a diplomat instead. She has been working as the Antivan Ambassador to Orlais up until the point she joins the Inquisition as its Ambassador. Josephine is well-versed in the Grand Game and the culture of the Imperial Court and the upper class. If I were to say that Josephine is fashionable, I don’t think most people would disagree with me.
Yet her signature outfit is quite different from what we see on the fashionable upper class ladies of Orlais. There is a fair amount of Renaissance influence in Orlesian high fashion, but as others have pointed out, there's actually quite a lot of variation in sleeves, collar, and understructures (things like crinolines or panniers that give a skirt a certain volume and shape), drawing inspiration from centuries of European historical dress. Yet Josephine still stands apart from the fashions for Orlesian noblewomen, in some very interesting ways.
I should note at the start here that I am working at a bit of disadvantage with Josephine because we've never been to her country of origin in the games, and basically every Antivan character we've met so far has either been wearing armor, or the same styles as the country they're in at the time. (Also, most of them have been Crows, which Josephine is not.) So I can't comment on how Josie's look compares to what is fashionable in Antiva at the moment, because we don't know. Instead, I'll be talking about her style in the context of Orlais, which I think is fair since she went to school in Orlais and has been living and working there for quite a while now. Just bear in mind going forward that there is a whole sphere of potential influence that we can't really examine here.
But I do think there's also good reason to assume that Josephine takes inspiration from Orlesian fashion, starting with her color scheme. One of the first things that strikes me (and I think many viewers) about Josephine's outfit is "Wow, that's very gold." And it is! It's very gold and blue—colors directly associated with Orlais and with the nobility especially. We see gold and blue all over Orlais, from the capital to the countryside, and Josephine has deliberately chosen to dress herself in the colors that signify power and influence in this nation.
So let's take a look at the specific pieces she wears.
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Josephine is wearing what appears to me to be a blouse of gold-colored silk satin with puffed sleeves and a tie-neck or possibly a matching scarf, dark-colored breeches ending just below the knee, a heavier sleeveless overdress or vest in blue brocade or damask (possibly even fine tooled leather; it's really hard to say) that ends at the knee, gold stockings, and black flat shoes. She wears a wide leather belt at the waist, with a gold satin sash tied over it. You can see some better images of Josephine's outfit in concept art and her character model in detail on @dragonagegallery.
This outfit is fascinating to me, and if you've read my post on Sera's style, you might have already guessed a few reasons why.
Given Josephine's basic silhouette, it's easy to look at her and assume she's wearing a dress, but she actually isn't. Even if she was, it would be a break from the Orlesian high fashions of the day, which favor floor-length skirts. But this isn't a dress at all. I would actually compare the blue vest to the leather vests we see in some of the Inquisitor armor variants, for mages and for rogues. The detailing on Josephine's makes it look finer, but it's a similar style, with a similar utility: it's easy to move in. Josephine's vest even has large visible pockets on the sides! And this goes all the way back to her concept art.
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I think it's easy to get distracted by the big shiny gold sleeves and miss the fact that Josephine's outfit is actually very practical. In fact, you know what else it reminds me a little of?
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Variants of this outfit appear in both Dragon Age 2 and Inquisition, and it's always been a non-gendered look. Note the knee breeches, the vest, and the puffed sleeves (though with much less extravagant gathers than Josephine's).
Josephine wears flat shoes, easy to walk in, comfortable for all-day wear. The wide leather belt echoes but does not exactly mirror the popular underbust corsetry seen on gowns; it is of a more practical style and material, and I'd imagine it could be good for back support for those long hours she spends at a desk. And in fact, the way Josephine wears it over her vest with the sash tied over the belt is not unlike the way a rogue Inquisitor wears their armor:
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Though Josephine has left behind the life of a bard, I feel it's undeniable that that life has influenced her style. This is rogue fashion—practical but still stylish, easy to move in, easy to carry items you might need. Josephine is dressed as a rogue, but adapted to her current profession and personal tastes.
It’s all an intriguing choice for a diplomat! Because despite the clear Orlesian influence, Josephine’s look does not very much resemble any of what is fashionable for Orlesian noblewoman at the moment. No long full skirts, no outer underbust corsetry (though her belt does offer a cinched at the waist look), no deep V neckline (though her blue vest does create a similar shape over her blouse). When we compare Josephine to these looks, it’s a very different silhouette with mostly very different shapes. Even her puffed sleeves are puffed in different places than the fashions of high noblewomen (which seem to have the most volume at the elbow or lower right now).
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But you know what we do see in Josephine’s outfit?
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Breeches ending just below the knee. An outer garment that ends at the knee. Knee-high stockings. A flat black shoe. A shirt with sleeves puffed at the shoulders.
While Josephine’s look is ungendered in the context of a rogue, in the context of a noble this look is undeniably gendered, in a way that might not immediately register to our modern eye.
In the context of Orlesian culture, this is a Menswear-Inspired Look.
Now, unlike Sera, I do not believe Josephine to actually be wearing clothing designed for a man; given her station, this was all likely custom made for her. But in the context of Orlesian high fashion, there is some undeniably masculine styling going on here! And this isn’t about “women don’t wear pants”; many women in Dragon Age do, in fact, wear pants, all the time or in certain contexts; see above about rogue looks. Cassandra and Vivienne both have a skinny pants/leggings thing going on, and they both read more feminine in their styles to me, but they’ll get their own posts! With Josephine, it’s the specific styles of the pieces she’s wearing that bear similarities to men’s high fashion in Orlais. In a modern context, think a woman with long hair in a deliberately feminine style, wearing makeup, some statement jewelry, with a custom-tailored suit. Maybe with a few feminine accents on the suit itself; still definitely a suit. Josephine’s sleeves, for example, are not simply a copy of the male sleeve style; they’re taking inspiration but kind of doing their own thing. And of course, her hair is worn in a style that is practical, but still very elegant and feminine. It’s a Menswear-Inspired Look.
And I just love the fact that both of our F/F romance options in this game are kind of playing with gendered clothing in their personal style, but each very much in their own way.
I'm also fascinated by this one set of concept art called "Displaced Pilgrims" in The Art of Dragon Age: Inquisition, meant to represent "Fereldan and Orlesian refugees who arrived in Haven on a pilgrimage and were unable to leave following the disaster" (p. 75). One piece depicts an Orlesian woman dressed in what is from the hips up the same silhouette we see at the Winter Palace: exaggerated underbust corsetry that emphasizes the hips, a plunging V neckline with scalloped embellishment, a slightly puffed half-sleeve. But below the corset, the skirt has been cropped to mid-thigh and the woman wears a pair of breeches, stockings, and flat shoes with a rounded toe—strikingly similar to Josephine's lower silhouette. I can't recall ever actually seeing any NPCs wandering around Haven looking like this, which is a shame, because I love the concept of an Orlesian noblewoman blending masculine and feminine fashions in order to dress more practically for a journey into the mountains, while still appearing fashionable. I think this may be what Josephine is doing.
Josephine’s necklace is of interest to me as well, as it doesn’t bear a particular resemblance to anything I’ve found in Orlesian fashion; while we see a lot of necklines trimmed in gold, and a few necklaces, there’s nothing that looks like this piece. After a bit of research, I don’t think this is just a flashy piece of jewelry. Given the size of the chain and the way Josephine wears it draped over her shoulders, I think this might actually be a livery collar, also called a chain of office, that denotes her position as an ambassador!
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Josephine’s whole look is very distinctive, and very put-together. In my opinion, this is a Choice. This is the kind of outfit that says, “I look like this on purpose,” and this from a woman who knows that a first impression may decide the course of a conversation that will affect the fate of nations. She is wearing a chain of office that immediately announces her station. She’s wearing expensive fabrics—again, I am interpreting that shiny gold fabric as silk and that is not cheap. Her vest shows fine detailing. Her clothing immediately says that she is both a person of means and holds a position of respect. Her color scheme speaks to her Orlesian connections. Her clothing conveys power and status. Yet her divergence from the styles of an Orlesian noblewoman also sets her apart. The practical elements of her look say, “I am no idle lady of leisure; I am capable; I am prepared for every occasion, even the unexpected.” And the roguish elements hearken back to her bard training, saying, “I know how the Game is played; I can be dangerous if I must be.”
Above all, I think this outfit speaks to Josephine’s self-assurance. She knows and understands social trends, but she is not beholden to them; she bends them to her tastes, rather than being bent by them. She acknowledges her past and what she has learned from it. She knows herself, and is in control of her own image.
I think this outfit does some pretty brilliant and inspired visual storytelling about Josephine Montilyet. I wouldn’t change a thing.
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pigeonstab · 2 months
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I hope you don't mind but I tried to draw your little man! :D He doesn't look as cute and huggable as in your style but he is very fun to draw ^^ Also please tell me about him!! I wanna know this lil dude's story! (If you're okay sharing of course!)
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Thsi this- okay, okay, I need to calm down bc this might just be the best thing everrrr HOW WOULD I MIND??? THIS IS AMAZING
He looks so good omg!!! Thank you so much 😭😭 I'm so happy!♥️♥️♥️ truly he looks perfect,
I rlly wanna share it but I also have plans for him? I want to make an ask blog (whenever I get the motivation lmao)
But I can tell you a bit about him without revealing his whole story I think. Obviously his name is Enoch, he has been alive for only four years but he is mentally older than that, think twelve/thirteen hence the striped hoodie, he's currently living in a half dead AU that's glitched beyond repair. He doesn't get much human (monster ig?) contact apart from the glitched ghosts that haunt his AU, they recognize him as Sans and he uses that name for himself, it's only later that he even gets the name Enoch but it's what I like to call him. It's a lonely life but he doesn't know any other (yet ( ͡°³ ͡°)). He's pretty nice and shy though he is prone to angry outbursts mostly because of frustration, living in solitude for the whole four years of your existence will do that to you. He also bears a striking and mysterious resemblance to Error hehe...
Thank you so much for drawing him and giving me a chance to talk about him, he's probably the only OC I have any background for so I'm glad XD
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seahagart · 3 months
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What was the inspiration behind the design for Drífa? She's so evocative but I don't know what is being evoked other than hot lady! And Buff and Polar Bear!
I was kind of messing around in character creator, and landed on sorta design, then wanted to see if I could draw it better (she looks nothing like how I draw her) I actually just went with the first design I drew 😂
I wanted to make her cold looking aka yeti inspired so blue with white hair, with touches of warm like the pink blush. I realized the white reminded me of a polar bear and tbh leaned into that, personality wise.
I was HEAVILY inspired by ‘Blood Upon The Snow’ - Hozier, it really led to a lot of her background and appearance, someone grizzled by the woods. I’ll actually put her playlist below! (If anyone has any song recs HMU)
The rest was just development, asking myself questions like what she would wear which would be whatever was in the temple so eons old armor that’s got holes/chips, old vestments that are fraying, then lots of fur to keep warm.
I hope that answered you! The song I mentioned really was the most influential
THANK YOU!!!!!
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upsidedownsmore · 3 months
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Ohhh! I found you from your giveaway but I remember seeing your Hollow Knight x Warframe crossover and thinking it was really cool :D Love your art and thanks for the giveaway :D
Thank you so much!!! I'm really glad you like my stuff and participated in the giveaway!! :)
I was actually working on hollowframe Qorvex when I saw your ask, so here's a wip screenshot of where it's at currently! Lot's of background shading and coloring to do still but it's coming along nicely
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Anyways sorry about this but I'm gonna hijack this ask to talk about hollowframe for a bit under the read line cause now I'm in a real reminiscent mood lol just bear with me
This hollowframe project really has gotten so much bigger than I thought it ever would when I first started. It really was just an idea for a longer term project to keep myself drawing during my pandemic slump in 2021. It's really hard for me to believe that it's been two and half years since I started lol.
At first they were just gonna be simple like this
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and then I kinda just kept adding detail and color and
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now it's like
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lol
For the longest while I tried to be as style accurate as possible to challenge myself with character design elements and techniques. That provided me such a good wealth of practice and the reception to it was crazy.
Once I had caught up to the most recent frame though I started abandoning full style accuracy as I pushed myself to practice more advanced styles and techniques while waiting in between new frame releases.
It's honestly such a cool feeling being able to trace a lot of my art progression within a single project, as silly as a cross over like this can feel like at times lol. It's so funny how hard it is to explain to people outside of the fandom how important hollowframe has been for me and the development of my other projects, I legit don't know where I'd be at without this thing and that is such a wonderfully absurd but awesome feeling
Anyways sorry again for hijacking your ask! I guess it's just still such a surreal thing to meet people online who are familiar with my work lol. Thank you!! :)
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a-s-levynn · 2 months
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How i do stuff | Part 2
Okay so i'm kinda doing this backwards going from the shading back to the sketching but not like i did anything logically ever.
THIS IS NOT GOING TO BE A LINE FOR LINE PROCESS because i am not that insane. Yet.
To be honest the entire sketching process is very intuitive on my part so i don't think i can provide much insight here but i'll try to make it make sense.
It is really not as conscious as the shading.
So first: have an idea to work with
Find a concept i like and go from there.
I decided that i want Vessel to look upwards and a little bit to the side and add some other details (which you are not going to see here yet. We are talking about sketching people here not background or whatever.)
Next step: i try to find a reference image that is as close to the desired pose as possible. It could either be made by a posing tool or actual reference image. Whichever is at hand.
(For whatever mysterious reasons i have a small catalog of IV pics in my head rent free so i actually knew what i was looking for.)
I use reference pictures for a few reasons. For one, they make it so much easier to figure out poses and movements. But more importantly by looking at them i can figure out the flow of the body much more faster than just from memory. They also help with understanding how cloth is draping or the way light hits certain shapes and surfaces. There are a lot of benefits.
Anyway so we have our reference picture:
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But i wanted Vessel to look the other way so flipped it. (Zoom in not mandatory but we don't need the rest of IV for this.)
Ye okay i can now kind of figure out where goes what in relation to one and other.
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Okay okay okay i know: draw a circle than finish the fucking owl.. no bear with me. I need something on the page to talk about what i do. Lemme explain:
So first i'm starting with the traditional x or cross (blue on the pic below). I usually i orient it in my head that the meeting point of the line is the part of your nose dips right above the nosebridge. Because that is usually in the same level as the eyes. At least how i start, they could be moved up or down later.
So the horizontal line for me is the middle of the middle pair of eyes/eyeholes for Vessel or if there is only one set of eyes than it is the middle line for the eyes. I found it most comfortable in proportion wise for me to start with. (This horizontal line would be the tip of the ears as well if i had ears on here.)
Than i pick where the tip of the nose and the mouth is going to be roughly. Doesn't have to be more than a little dot or line, it is going to be changed later anyway.(pink lines below)
I also pick a comfortable spot on the vertical line where the point of the chin is going to be, where throat starts and pick a spot for the addam's apple.(pink lines below)
Than i make the whole head into somewhat head like shape (pink egg like shape below), because where that ends is basically what i'm connecting with the chin point to find the jawline. (green lines below)
Maybe even add to a line or two for where i imagine the hood to go just for funsies.
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What else i do simultaniously with this is finding the flow of the face because where his adam's apple is, will tell me where the neck bends in the movement, the neck curving point will show where the shoulder connects, but also where the tendons are going towards the suprasternal hollow and then where the collarbones start and angle back up towards the shoulders etc. Everything connects to the next thing.
(I also do this for half or full body figures as well, only there i'm trying to find the flow of the entire body. Or more accurately the curve of the spine in a natural or close to natural shape first and then figure out the smaller parts.)
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Look i'm not gonna lie, for this to be eyeballed off of even a pretty close reference picture in a way that looks close to natural or makes sense, you have to have a basic understanding of anatomy.
It doesn't have to be a conscious understanding but it has to be there. There are endless tutorials out there to help with this and i highly recommend looking up a few because i know not everyone can learn it just by looking at dancers and anatomy lab videos.
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Next step: find a reference for the mask and preferably for the mouth because i'm bad at drawing mouths and i want to learn. If it is moving make it not moving, it helps a lot. Kill it with a screenshot, put it in Paint, bury it in a jpeg. Simple as that.
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When i have my mask reference, i'm just trying to find a sweet spot that matches it in a way that feels good. First i'm going for the rough outline of it, details can be added later. It is not going to be a one-to-one to the reference because it is not the exact same angle, but it still helps.
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And from here it is mostly just trial end error of putting lines and details in and than erasing them until i reach a state where i can say: yup this is look decent enough and can refine it into a lineart and start shading.
Not much else i could share here about this part of the process because as i've said most of it is pretty intuitive and based on a certain level of anatomical understanding.
(Hopefully you'll see the end result in a couple of days but we'll see how much time i'm going to have.)
Love you all and i'm sorry i can't provide more than this ♥
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risunsky · 5 months
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I am sorry for bothering you, but if you don't mind, can you tell the tips for the very very begginers. I really want to start learning how to draw, but it is overwhelming and I don't no where to start and feel a little at loss
ha! One of these days I'm going to have to write something detailed and well-constructed to be able to answer these questions properly. ^^"
In any case, you're not bothering me at all and I'll try to give you a clear answer, but I apologise in advance if it's too long or if my English isn't good at times. In short version I would just quote Lorenzo from How to think when you draw : source
My long version:
It's hard because everyone functions differently, but I'd say that first of all you need to define a goal or a project that will be your driving force so that you don't lose your motivation. It could be a personal comics project or doing fan art, it doesn't matter as long as you're enthusiastic about it. If you have to choose between academic seriousness and fun, choose fun, because fun make you practice and practice make you progress anyway so you'll be less likely to get discouraged.
It's important to practice as regularly as possible, because your ability to draw is like a muscle that you need to maintain. If you don't practice enough, your progress will be slow, and if you don't practice for too long, you'll lose what you've learnt.
Having said that, learning fast is not an obligation - it depends on your goal.
For the technical aspects that you still need to learn between two sessions of fun, the order that seems logical to me is :
shape and volume || light and shade
anatomy
colour theory
perspective
composition
That's assuming you start by doing just characters before getting into complex backgrounds. And bearing in mind that certain parts are connected together and can be learned simultaneously. For example, I've put perspective towards the end, assuming that you come to the backgrounds last, but it's useful for drawing characters too.
To make each of these parts easier, they need to be broken down into stages.
Shape and volume || Light and shade :
Shape and volume :
Basically, it's useful for everything else. understanding shapes allows you to decompose complex subjects so that you can reproduce them more easily. Absolutely everything around you and everything you want to draw can be decomposed in this way. It will then help you to know how to apply light and shade. A good article here. Light and shade : not knowing how to sum it up in a few words, I found some useful links :
[link] [link] [link] these three articles talk about the same thing, but maybe if you look at what else their authors have in stock you'll find something different or explained in a way that suits you better.
Anatomy :
Once you know how to build a human being with tubes and rectangles, you can go into more detail about anatomy. You can start with the head alone, practising drawing it from all angles, with different characteristics, different expressions etc, then arms, then torso, etc and then gradually moving on to the whole human body. Study the skeleton and musculature, it sounds annoying but it really changes everything. Even if it's possible to know how to position a character correctly without it, the result will inevitably be better with it and it'll make your task easier and drawing skeletons is great fun! This doesn't mean that you have to learn every single piece by heart, just that you know enough to be able to place the bumps and hollows in the right places. a good article for beginners, giving the balance needed to avoid being overwhelmed by the study of anatomy. I suggest as an exercise : with the help of references and tutorials, draw a character 4 times in an identical posture, except that first you only do the skeleton, then the musculature, then a normal nude, and finally with clothes to familiarise yourself with the behaviour of the fabrics. (The folds and drapes are, I think, a sub-chapter of the anatomy part because clothes.) about folds and drapery [link] [link]
Colour theory :
Basically, it's what colour you get when you mix these two together, or which colour is best for shadowing this other one, or to produce a certain mood over the whole illustration, I have to limit my palette to these colours and so on. Again, I can't summarise this easily but it's a big important part. Just type colour theory in google or pinterest and you'll find so many good tutorials. Note: again I think that, colour and light / shade are connected and should be learned simultaneously.
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Perspective :
For this part it's easy to broke it in steps. Start by practising with a single vanishing point to understand the principle, then two points, then three, then the fish-eye effect. I forced myself to do the spiral staircase exercise with the perspective, it was terrible but once you've done it and understood what you've done then you're good. Better, you can test your understanding of perspective by having fun reproducing Escher's impossible constructions. I love his work. 1 point [link][link] 2 points [link][link] 3 points [link][link] [Escher]
Composition :
It's one of the last things I learnt and I can really guarantee that there was a before and an after to it. Composition is one of the fundamental that will make you say: I'm an illustrator, in the sense that I know how to tell a story, evoke a feeling with a single drawing. [link] [link] [link] [link]
To come back to more general things, accept that it can take time, it's OK if it's not great at first, we've all been there. Don't put pressure on yourself and don't make yourself feel guilty by comparing yourself to others. Be curious too, look for new challenges, and always do it for fun. Finding a community in which you can make artist friends with whom you can share projects can also be great, because you feed off each other and that helps to keep you motivated. Don't be afraid of failure, failure is good, failure is your friend. Because once you've identified the reason why you think your drawing is a failure or not good enough, you'll remember to pay attention the next time or it'll motivate you to do more training on that point. Knowing things is good, but turning them into reflexes is better.
Here it is, I hope it helps, most of the resources I learnt with were in French so I quickly tried to find the English equivalent, I checked them quickly, but I think it's ok. And, the links I've found are just entry points, in some cases you'll need to find other resources, like anatomy for example, but just type anatomy tuto on pinterest and see what seems easiest for you to start with. aaand this is the end, I think.
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