hey.what, in art, inspired you to consciously improve? I feel like for a lot of artists there's a point in adolescence when they think "I've got to get better", usually because of some inciting drawing by another, more skilled artist that inspired them. did you have this experience? love your art.
Thanks, I'm glad you like it! And this is a really interesting question!
I've wanted to learn how to get better at art for as long as I can remember. I guess it might've been my elementary school art teacher?
I have this vivid memory of him making one of those paper snowflakes. I thought it was so impressive and beautiful, but it was one quick example out of several he'd make that day, so he wadded it up and threw it away.
The whole class was sad, but he was unbothered, because he could make a new one easily, which he told us. I decided then that I wanted to be so good at art that I could throw it away and do it again without missing it!
This gave me kind of a weird outlook I think, but an outlook I've really enjoyed. It's also why I draw really fast :)
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Family cor/nyx: Winter
Its fucking freezing.
Was the first thought Nyx had as he trudged out of the Citadel once de-brief was over. The campaign at south Cleigne taking longer than expected with the increase of MTs. For a native Galahdian who had grown up in the comfortably warm tropics, he is still not used to winters in Insomnia even after a couple of years being here.
Sure his kin celebrated Winter Solstice in honor of Shiva but without the pointless snow thank you very much.
“Yo. Wanna head to Yamachang’s?Crowe’s already there.” Libertus pats his back, before sneezing at the sudden change of temperature.
“Sure-“ SCREEEEEEEEEEE
“Astrals fucking damn it. Wake the whole city why don’t you!” Libertus leaps back at the piercing ringtone.
“What? Don’t like the sound of a Zu waking up?” Nyx grins before tapping into his messages
[C 6:45pm] Heard your team just arrived back. Able to come over?
“Who’s that?” His friend peers over, trying to catch a glimpse but Nyx simply shoves him away and taps out a reply. For Cor to reach out to him is rare in itself. Especially so soon after arriving back from a mission. Is it Prompto?
[Nyx 6:46pm] Np give me like 30mins
[C 6:46pm] Don’t rush. Take your time.
“Now you are being sus.What’s with that shit eating grin?” Libertus tries snatching the phone but Nyx smoothly dodges and shoves the other man away.
“Change of plans, gotta go.”
“Go where??” Libertus calls after him incredulously but Nyx doesn’t reply, waving back as he walks down the Citadel steps.
There is little traffic, since its the holiday season and everyone is mostly holed up at home with loved ones away from the cold. Nyx takes the subway, wistfully looking at the cold cityscape. A far cry from the beautiful forests of his home. There’s a family of three next to him. Nyx looks away.
He misses them. His Mam and Selena.
The Galahadian hops off his stop and follows down the familiar path towards the ever familiar residence. The quiet neighbourhood now in a blanket of white. He steps up and strangely hesitates at the doorbell. Nyx shakes the feeling off and presses the chime, hearing the cheery jingle followed by the shuffling patter of feet.He vaguely hears a muffled “Prom!” and laughs softly as the door creeks open.
“NYX! WELCOME BACK!”
“OOF-” Nyx grabs Prompto who launched himself at the Glaive.The blond locks of the child had gotten longer from the last time he had seen.”Someone grown taller while I was away!”
“Prompto, let Nyx in first.” The Marshal calls out, dressed in a soft grey knitted jumper, it would be an unusual sight for anyone to see the head of the Crownsguard dressed so casually, but not Nyx.
“Hey.What up?” Nyx asks as he removes his shoes and coat, slipping on the slippers and following them into the warm home of the Leonis father and son. A simple festive tree decked in lights sits in the corner of the living room. The smells of a roast and sweets fills the space.
“Heard you were coming back, though Shiva’s Day is over but its still the holidays.” Cor starts as Prompto rushes in help set his plate.”Prompto insists on having you over for dinner. He’s got something for you.”
“Damn. I feel bad now. I don’t have a present.” Nyx says sheepishly while taking a seat at the dining table. It was a simple spread before him, garulessa steak and roast ham, a salad and mash.Yet the foreigner knew it must have taken them all day to prepare.
How did Cor time his arrival that well? The Marshal has his ways, the Glaive suppose.
Dinner was good and hearty. For a soldier, he couldn’t have asked for more than a home cooked meal. Sure, it was not Galahdian cuisine and spices he loved but it still tasted of home and all things good. This.This was what he is fighting for to protect as a Kingsglaive.
Prompto looks better too, unlike the sad child from the past year, he was healthier and animated. Nyx is pleased with that. The change in schools and environment really worked.
The trio clears away the leftovers and helps to clear away the table, until Cor gives Prompto a look and the boy scuttles off into the kitchen again. While he pours another whiskey for Galahdian and himself at the living room as they make themselves comfortable at the couch.
“Thats not yours.” Nyx eyes the bottle.
“Its not.”
“The Lord Shield won’t be happy.”
“The only ones who know are me and you, the heaven and the earth.” Cor smirks, “Clarus won’t miss what he can’t find.”
“Such wisdom.” Nyx laughs as he clinks their glasses and they enjoy the whiskey.
“Nyx!”
Nyx turns over his shoulder as Prompto waddles over. Shock is an understatement as he receives the warm bowl from the blonde. He recognises the smell anywhere.
It was red sweet soup and two coloured dumplings.
“H-how?” He looks at Prompto, who looks abashed, fidgeting his feet around.
“Jada Mae and the aunties in the market said that in Galahd you all have sweet dumplings for Shiva’s Day. She told me how to make it. Dad helped me, right Dad?”
“Prompto did his homework.”Cor smiles and ruffles Prompto’s hair,”I just help to keep an eye on the sugar while he rolled the dumplings.”
“I-is it okay?” Prompto asks, worry laced in his voice.”I don’t know if its okay.”
For once, Nyx had no words as he stirs the dessert and takes a bite. He lets the familiar sweetness hit his tongue. It tasted like home. He quickly puts the bowl down and pulls Prompto into a tight hug.
“Nyx?” Prompto pats his shoulder but Nyx simply buries himself deeper into the shoulder of the precious boy.
“Its good lil Cub.Its good.”Nyx chokes out after a long while.”Thank you.”
Cor smiles as Nyx slowly pulls the child on his lap as they share the festive treat.The Immortal Shogun watching them fondly.
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Merry Christmas!
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おいおじじ!!お前は休日スタイルというか毎日が休日だろ!!いい加減にしろ!!(おじじに地雷とかあるの?)
強打者/The slugger
くそじじい。質問が来てるぞ。
Hey, Dotard... you've got a question coming your way.
カプリコーン/Capricorn
おー、ワシにか?ふむふむ。
不本意じゃが、ワシにも仕事があるんじゃよー。
毎日休日申請しておるが、却下されるんじゃな。
はぁ、仕事したくないのじゃ……。
Oh, is it me?Hmmm.I have a job to do, albeit reluctantly.I apply for a holiday every day, but it is not accepted.I don't want to work!
ワシ雑食じゃから、地雷は無いと思うが……あぁ、1つあるな。ワシ受けだけはやめるんじゃ。
ありえん。絶対ありえんからな!!
ちなみに最近のおかずは強打者うk。
I'm an omnivore.I will eat anything.
There's one thing I'm not good at.That's that I'm on the bottom.
My favorite coupling these days is slugger at the botto....
強打者/The slugger
あ゛あ゛? なにか言ったか? クソザコが。
...Hey.What did you say?
カプリコーン/Capricorn
ナニモイッテマセン。
Nothing.
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So! This imagine based on my dream.Yes.On my dream about him.
Tom Hiddleston,I love you so badly that I already started seeing you in my dreams.It is unhealthy.
Imagine you are waiting at the entrance at the theatre where Tom should arrive soon.You're waiting with your friend and other fans.There's a barrier separating fans from celebrities (i don't know exactly what it's called,I've never been at such places) You're standing in the first row as you arrived there first.For some reason,your friend disappeared (i don't remember why) .You had to leave the place where you were standing.When you found your friend a crowd increased by that time.It was the small crowd,but again the crowd.You saw that there's no place to stand and you watched as Tom's car approached; fans were screaming.You were standing far away from the crowd.
'Hey,come on.He's arrived,'- your friend poked you.
'Are you joking?Look at the crowd.There's too many people.We missed our place and it is because of you,'-you felt your eyes were moist with tears.You've been waiting this day for so long.
'We can go through them,'-your friend offered.But you didn't listen to her as you watched Tom were signing autographs to fans where you were standing at first.You started crying( it's too strange, i just saw that i was crying😂 and did nothing about it;not moving toward Tom and not getting out of there).
'Hey,Y/N,look.Tom's looking toward us.' Your friend frooze.But you kept crying and crying.
Suddenly,you felt your friend poked you hard.'Y/N!Look at there!' - your friend squealed.You finally wiped your tears and turned your head toward Tom.Tom's look was concerned and he was looking at you.He stopped signing and motioned to you and your friend to come closer.
For an instant,you forgot everything,but you started walking slowly toward him.Fans made way to you so you could approach Tom through them.
'Hey.What happened?'-he saw his poster in your hands and looked at your face;he wiped your tears.
'I-I-It's just...I was standing here then I had to move away...Then there was no way to reach to you,'-you stuttered.
'Oh,dear,'-he murmured,-'Come here.'
The damn barrier was deterring to hug him,so he reached to you and picked you up carrying you through the barrier to his side.You gripped his shoulders to not fall.
He let you go and hugged you tightly.You hugged him in response.'Don't you dare to cry again,understood?' He pulled away and looked at you;you were already smiling shyly.You nodded.He smiled and hugged you again.
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