#im also still pretty bad at drawing feets

[cindylcuwho]

“ your first munch ★ ”

— ★ matt sturniolo x afab! reader

★ ) summary ; after matt confessed to never eating a girl out, you offer to be his first taste

★ ) warnings ; switch! matt (not rly man is submissive) , oral (fem receiving) overuse of “you” and “he” 😭, thigh biting, teasing, pet names (baby)

★ ) madds note ; i re-wrote this so many times and im acc kinda sad bc the ending SUCKS . but idk enjoy (im still wattpad core so😭)

“i cannot believe—“ you let out a breathe, trying to calm down from laughing, “that thee matthew sturniolo, teenage girl heart throb, has never made a girl orgasm before?”

your words came out as if you couldn’t believe it, like you were asking if it were true even though he had just admitted to it.

matt shifted awkwardly on the couch, crossing his arms with a huff. he softly shoved your legs, which were spread on top of his own.

“i have, just not by.. you know,” he motioned his curled his fingers. he couldn’t finish the sentence, embarrassed by what he had admitted to you. poor baby didn’t even know if he moved his fingers in the right way.

what started off as just a fun little game of truth of dare quickly turned more sexual as you scrolled deeper into googles recommended searches.

“haven’t you had a girlfriend before??” you sat up straighter, now intrigued. your feet unhooked on his right thigh with a pillow in your lap.

“i thought you two were getting it on- wait does this mean you’ve never gotten head??” the unanswered questions were piling on top of each other, all you were dying to know the answers to.

“no, ive been given head before but anytime id offer to give it back she’d refuse, i didn’t wanna push her into that.”

you nodded your head, processing his words. matt has always been nice like that, always obeying to everyone and never asking questions.

he was such a good person you often wondered if he even knew where to draw the line when someone was being awful towards him.

maybe matt would also be like that during sex. would he be into getting overstimulated? would his thighs shake as he cried and begged for you to stop- oh my god. maybe he’d cry harder because you stopped.

you were dying to be one of the lucky few to find out.

the awkward silence was cut short when a devilish idea came to your mind.

“if you want,” you swallowed the lump in your throat before continuing, “i can be your first munch.”

matt’s eyes widened at your offer, “you being deadass?” he let out an airy laugh. you two were close, so close you knew each others underwear sizes but he never thought you would be into him.

not that matt wasn’t into you, god he would bet on everything that you would look gorgeous while moaning his name. not that you already don’t just sitting on the couch with loose clothing, his clothes, though the thoughts of what you’d look like as he was pleasuring you until no return creeped into his mind.

his eyes were trained on the floor, if he looked you in the eye he might cum in his pants on the spot.

“i was joking, don’t worry”

you truly weren’t, but you didn’t want to ruin the mood with your selfish thoughts.

matt laughed along with you. he couldnt tell if you were lying or not. did you not want him as bad as he wanted you?

taking a bold step, his fingers glazed over from your calf to your thigh in one stroke.

the sudden feeling made your entire body tingle with excitement. you were so close to begging him to do more.

it’s like your body was already craving him and he has barely done a thing.

he bit his lip as he silently sank from the edge of your bed to his knees. “do you have to be joking?”

matt looked so pretty like this. he was patiently sitting on the heels of his feet. his blue eyes shined as he looked up at you, waiting for an answer. his lips were plump, waiting to be kissed. his left hand rested in between his thighs.

the thought of him jacking off to pleasing you only enticed your feelings more.

he gave your thigh a tight squeeze, a silent signal for you to respond. you shook your head, “please.” you whispered.

“hm? please what?” he cocked his head to the side, the look of eagerness he was holding made your downer lips flutter even more than they had been.

“please, please touch me matt.”

he didnt need to be told twice. his hands spread your legs apart, and you helped to pull down your pants, moving faster than you normally would.

matt didn’t move to touch you, he was too scared of doing something wrong and wasn’t sure how to. “baby?” you leaned down to cup his cheek, “hey, you don’t have to if you don’t want to, it’s completely up to you”

matt let out a loud whine, tears already pooling in his eyes. “i really, really do. i just don’t know what to do” he rested his hand on your left knee in defeat.

his lips slowly pressed into the skin, moving up. even if matt didn’t know what he was doing, he only knew he wanted to continue feeling your skins warmth against him.

matt bit down into your left thigh, earning a ‘hiss’ from you. he quickly backed his head away, a tear already rolling down his cheek from thinking he truly hurt you.

you giggled at him, leaning down to lick the tear away. he closed his eyes as your tongue made contact, taking in the wet feeling with gratitude.

grabbing his right hand, you slowly moved it up your thigh and stopped directly at your covered hole.

he bent the majority of his fingers, leaving only the middle and ring finger up. he took your head nod as a response and moved your panties to the side, slowly sliding the digits inside you.

you couldn’t help let out a moan at the sudden curl into your g-spot. matt stopped his movements, worried he already did something bad.

“no, baby don’t stop- loved that.”

matt continued the previous movements, “fuck,” he whispered to himself. the noises coming from both you and your running slick was music to his ears and made their way down to his cock, creating a tent in his pants.

his tattoo-covered arm raced down to his own crotch, palming at the growing tent in his pants. he didn’t continue, denying himself the opportunity to get off to you.

this is about your pleasure, not his.

matt moved his head closer. the smell your sweetness only made him his cock harder.

you let out a whine as he softly bit your thigh once more. you could feel him smile into your skin, softly sucking against the area before pulling away and moving to attack your most needed area.

your hips rolled on matt’s fingers as his tongue moved from flicking your clit to licking all over the place. he was addicted to your taste, lapping up everything your body would give him.

he pulled away, making you whine at the loss. “am i doing okay?” matt licked his lips, looking at you with blown out pupils.

“matt, you were doing so good, ple—“ he didn’t need to be told anything more before his tongue was already being shoved inside you.

his fingers were moving painfully slow in against your clit as his tongue pumped in and out of you, creating a build up of pleasure within your core.

“mm- fuck, matt” your hands tangled in his fluffy strands, tugging him closer than humanly possible. he relished at the harshness, moaning on your clit.

his hips subconsciously grinded against your bed, chasing his own high.

letting out a loud cry, a wave of sensations went through your body, grinding yourself against matt’s face.

he took it all with a wide smile, slurping up all the bits of cum his tongue could find.

once matt was done licking up all your juices, he put your panties back in their place. you pulled him upwards on the bed, cradling him in your arms.

“are we sure that was your first time?” you sighed, teasingly slapping his cheeks with the littlest pressure

he nodded his head yes. you two were silent for a moment before he spoke up,

“does this have to be the only time?”

#matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo imagine #matt sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo fanfiction #matt sturniolo fluff #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo fanfic #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo drabble #matt sturniolo snaps #matthew sturniolo #chris sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo imagine #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

hello! i’m love your post and arts so much! I look at your posts after a hard day and my mood immediately changes to excellent. can I ask a couple of questions?

which pairing with Ethan do you prefer?

and… can we get to know you better? a little biography?

Thank you for your time! I'll be waiting for new arts! (sorry if i made mistakes, my english is not so good. im russian)

i like basically every ship with ethan! it mostly depends on the mood im in, but if im being honest, mithan, winterfield, and wintersberg gets frustrating to think about because they all dont treat ethan well canonically... lethan is fun because they have never met and i can make my own assumptions!

i used to like wintersberg the most and i still do like it, i just have expanded my horizons to other ships as well...., its mostly like a punchline to me though. they have the funniest potential which is why a majority of their posts is just joke comics. i do not like how people try to erase how karl is arrogant and egotistical tho. thats like removing the flavor.... the way karl acts is just very funny to me, hes so lame in a good way and i like how everytime he talks to ethan it sounds like hes twirling his hair and kicking his feet. canonically speaking, karl was very much in the wrong for trying to use rose and not elaborating and i will die on this hill. ethan is not in the wrong for being disgusted and angry that karl would ever try and propose that in the deal. karl is very arrogant so when ethan says no to him it makes him mad and he tries to use fear to get ethan to take his deal (kicking his chair and warning him) i like karl, i like how messed up and arrogant he is but i dislike how people try to portray him as a nice guy. however, in a AU where everythings the same except he doesnt try to use rose i do enjoy the dynamic they could have, especially if the teamed up (not with the deal where they use rose. ethan wouldnt agree unless karl never involved rose in the first place). karl is just a very entertaining character and i like him a lot, hes funny and his personality can be extremely hilarious

mia and ethan is pretty tragic and thinking about it too much makes me a bit sad, imo in a reality where ethan survives re8, he needs to divorce mia. im not saying ethan needs to hate mia and never talk to her again i just dont think they should be so intimate together because of her behavior... please do not take this as anti mia. they loved each other dearly but it wasnt healthy. their relationship was kept afloat by lies and mia doesnt change even though she deals with the consequences of her own actions in re7. she actively tries to hide her past from ethan and is mostly focused on trying to move on and have a normal life even if ethan will have to live the rest of his life in the dark.

she loves her family so much, shes very afraid of them leaving her so she hides all the bad things in the hopes that they wont leave. its selfish, its human, its real, her character is so amazing and i love her. she doesnt learn from re7 and hides important information from ethan again. i geniunly think they should have gotten divorced after re8 if ethan had survived. its tragic and its sad but they love each other so much. it sad because they both geniunly love rose so much but they themselves shouldnt be together. its just sad to think about it. whenever i draw them it usually takes place before re7. they should have divorced on good terms and shared custody of rose.........

ethan and chris is also frustrating to think about... chris is a major jerk in re8, whenever i draw it, its under a unspoken AU that chris did not behave the way he did in re8. his weird behavior in re8 is probably for a meta reason imo. capcom wanted to set up a twist villian so they make chris very vague and unesscarily cruel. while its frustrating that they turned chris into a jerk for the sake of a twist, it still happens in canon and i will forever roll my eyes whenever i see him on screen. he did what he thought was best but imo, execution matters more than the intentions. same applies to mia. they both did things that hurt ethan because they thought it would be the best but in the end they just hurt ethan.

all the ships ive discussed with people ethan has met canonically just makes it look like i dont even like the ships... LOL ... ethan just has horrible luck with the people he meets i guess... but i do enjoy the ships and drawing them, but again all of them come with the canon baggage that ends up making me sad because everyone treats ethan poorly whether they had good intentions or not

which is why leon and ethan is the most fun to draw without getting stressed... LOL... they have never met but just drawing what i think their dynamic would be like is very fun.

please dont take this post personally, this isnt a post declaring why ur fave ship sucks, this is just my own personal preferences and in the end i draw all of them anyways

if i had to rank the ships based on drawing silly comics it would be

wintersberg

mithan

lethan

winterfield

wintersberg has the funniest potential just because of karl and mithan can be funny if u water it down to "i love my wife so much" and said wife comes home with suspicious amounts of hard cash

i enjoy making joke comics far to much

if i were to rank the ships based on how healthy they would actually be for ethan it would be

lethan

winterfield, mithan, wintersberg (no particular order)

sorry 😭

leon and ethan have literally never met but imo it would still be the healthiest because ethan gets to start new

the three other ships r all unhealthy in some way, at least canonically without changing much about the characters (i do like winterfield but just because of how chris behaved in re8 it knocked them down)

i cant even rank them on personal preference because my opinion changes so often 😭 it changes based on discussions i have with my friends or recent art i see that inspires me... me and my friends recently had a discussion about mia and ethans relationship which made me very frustrated and sad with mia so i defiently wouldnt be drawing them anytime soon... meanwhile i hvae been talking to a friend who really likes winterfield often so the conversations we have give me art ideas and i end up drawing it more. if a friend of mine really enjoyed wintersberg or lethan and talked to me about it often id probably start drawing it more, the joys of being a multishipper

it changes a lot based on how im feeling and if im in the mood to draw something funny or something serious

sorry u asked a really simple question and i responded with a essay

and a little bit about myself is that i go by crumb, i am 18 and i go by all pronouns and prefer it/its

im vietnamese and live in texas

i made this tumblr acc solely so i could post my ethan art and im a re7/re8 girly so if ur here waiting for me to draw the re1-re6 characters im sorry u should probably expect nothing

i also make personal animations sometimes which u can find here

thanks for the ask and sorry for the rant!

#ethan winters #crumbessage

[dorkfruit]

i put this together using my computer's trackpad so the new year is already starting out . bad .

posts: J | F | M | A | M | J | J | A | S | O | N | D

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reflections on the year, my plans for the future, some studies i did, and wips for the next year all down below for those who are interested

tldr; we will be ianthing next year so watch out!!

oh dear lord it's been another year. 2024! can you believe it! i don't talk much on this blog because i have a tendency to talk too much, but it's my little new year's treat, so here we go.

RECAP

i started taking drawing "seriously" in December of 2020, starting to do studies and stuff, and each year since i've ramped it up more and more. this year, i did. a lot of studies. there's probably like at least 200 more in my folder now (not including the 300 days worth of gesture drawings i did), with things like painting, faces, feet, poses, etc. anything i was struggling with, i went right into studying it. my art has been mediocre for a pretty long time now, and it's only the past few months where i feel i'm starting to get the hang of it, which is exciting!

more importantly, i started posting a lot more on this blog. i really like documenting my progress, looking on where i was before and seeing how i've improved. everytime i draw some fanart, im like, oooghh i can't wait to show my (: followers (: !! lots of locked tomb art of course. i've been trying to nail the energy of the different characters, which is why i enjoy books so much, because you get a lot of creative control. drawing ianthe is my fav of course, cause she's my lil nasty, but also i enjoyed doing designs for characters i hadnt thought about before, like judith.

in addition to the locked tomb, we had some new fandoms that got brief moments in between iantheposting: Fear and Hunger, Postal, Faith The Unholy Trinity, and a couple of old ones too, like We Have Always Lived In The Castle and The Merciless.

i posted about 115 times this year, although most of those are shitposts LOL i love posting stuff on my blog and showing people my stuff <3

THE FUTURE

my plans? do more ianthe art, of course. ill be working on more studies, probably going to work on developing a style, and figuring out how to paint. i'd like to do more actually finished pieces, but let's be honest, it'll still be mostly shitpost doodles. i'd like to do more weird stuff. i've been messing around with some gore and NSFW near the end of the year, and it's fun to draw for me. i like idk art that evokes some type of emotion, especially discomfort, and so i find that type of art fun to do, so if you don't enjoy what i've done thus far in that direction, perhaps this isn't the blog for you. i really like horror media, and so i want to do some stuff like that too.

for specifics, i like western type art, a comic book-esque style i'd like to aim for. but i'd like it to be a little more. weird with it. i find comic books often draw all the characters the same, and make all the characters traditionally attractive, and that's boring to me so i'll have to work on finding a way to keep things weird, while also appealing in a graphic sense. the worst thing my art could be is bland and forgettable.

locked tomb wise... more tridentarii art. need to be really weird with it. i have lots of wips planned, like i have a whole page worth of just thumbnails, so i wanna get some of those done. also i had a few animatics i wanted to do. mostly stupid shit, once i learn how to do animatics, then we'll do actual serious ones. id also like to do more comics. i have some comics storyboarded out with my girlies, i like telling a story so, need practice on that. id also like to develop a way to consistently draw them, for convenience sakes, so i'm not fighting for my life every single time i draw these characters. oh and i wanna do some outfit stuff. i draw them in like. generic clothes everytime but i'd like to come up with a few actual outfit designs, that i can just reference back to. and, of course, more shitposts. lots of stupid shit in 2024 for sure. there was something else i wanted to say here but i can't remember.

ART

oki enough rambling, here's some IMAGES for yall to look at i know everyone loves to look at images.

began this year by warming up with gesture sketches (almost) every day. i started with 20 poses (30 seconds each), and then in november i was like. ugh my hands suck i need to get better at hands, so i switched to doing 10 hand sketches (60 seconds each). i want my art to be very energetic so it's important that i do these !!

anatomy studies of extremities because i'm flopping at those -_- ive gotten better with hands but they're still a struggle. i hate feet tho still

need to get my painting game up. i joined an art forum to get advice, and the biggest suggestion i got was working on my values, so i did various value studies. also lots of faces because my faces flop !!

random doodles to work on drawing from imagination. on my "sketchbook" pages, as i like to call them, i'm usually pretty loose and messy, since the point is just to be drawing so often these will suck, but that's fine. i don't think very much when i draw faces on here either so they end up being in my Instinctive Style i suppose you could say

ianthe wip. i was planning to do a few drawings based on the idea of her having Missing Arm nightmares, but the lineart was intimidating to me so i haven't worked on this one more yet /: also there was going to be a toontown gay homosexual toxic yuri comic that i was gonna put here with it but the page is way too long so umm guess that'll have to wait.

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anyways. thank you for reading if you got to the bottom of this! i appreciate all the support that i've been getting lately (extra big kissies for the same like 5 people who always reblog my posts youre the best). and we will be ianthing soo hard in 2024 so watch out!!

#and god bless. there is not a single background in any of these images. sketch on a white bg foreverz!! #my art #art meme #ianthe tridentarius #really got to tag her here bc . all this art is of her LOL

[fearmeeeee]

TUMBLR ATE THE ASK WHEN I SAVED IT AS A DRAFT SO IM SORRY IT WONT NOTIFY Sorry for taking so long to reply! If there is ONE thing I need to stay with you from this, it's study your own body. Its the fastest, most accurate, most easily available way to study anatomy. Crouch, touch your shoulders, hug your legs, raise your arms above your head and try to notice the differences in size between limbs. Put your hand on your face. Look at your reflection in a mirror/window. Especially since we are talking about proportions, those are about the same in all bodytypes and need just minor tweaking to get the feel of a different build. And if you dont draw your bodytype, who will? Disclaimer: I'm very honoured you asked me for tips, but I usually dont think abt proportions, since I internalize the things I learn by observing, so its a bit hard to put into diagrams. I will do my best!

Since the ask is pretty general, I just tried to give the first advice that comes to mind.

When drawing the body standing up, the top of the hip is the middle of the entire height. Also when standing, the elbows would align with the waist and the wists with the crotch.

Try touching your shoulder with the hand of the same side. The forearm is shorter than the upper arm, but combined with the hand it exceeds the length. Same for legs (thighs are the longest part) when the foot is pointed down. When you measure from the base of the foot though, the knee is around the middle. When the arm is held above the head, it can bend at the elbow around 90 degrees and then it will touch the top of the head with the forearm. A hand will take up the face of a person, from chin to eyebrow tips, but hand sizes can be pretty varied.

The bodies can have different muscle and fat masses and be exagerated, but the ratios above will still be about the same.

Also when drawing sitting down and hollding the legs , I've found its easy to kinda align the collarbone with the top of the knees (this works because the spine is bent so the torso has less length than when standing). The tips of the limbs (hands and feet) can be exagerated a bit bigger if you are unsure (or just want to) and they still look correct, whereass being drawn smaller makes them feel off.

Personally I draw hands MUCH bigger than I should because I like the way it looks, it is very much not the right proportion. I also tend to stretch the bodies much more, but it is very important you understand how bodies work and what the proportions are before you start stretching and exagerating the limbs. This is already my interpretation so studying real life is better still. I hope this makes sense, I'm bad at explaining Thank you for the ask, and have fun creating💚

#also i screenshot ur ask bcause it stroke my ego n i wanted to brag #asks #anonymous #art tips #anatomy #also the torso is kinda small here but shhhh #i hope this is decent #ALSO i dont believe in gender you can adjust these depending on who you are drawing but no proportion is gender locked thats just silly #Oh oh forgot but personally i do tend to align the shoulder width with the hips too #you can exagerate this too obv #also I learned this anatomy alongside horse anatomy so its such a mess in my brain Im trying to explain it normally #me normally:... #me when i get asked sth art related : a billion paragraphs

[caseythebunnyboy]

! MINORS, HOMO/TRANSPHOBES, TERFS/RADFEM, PRO-ANA, DETRANS/MISGENDER KINK, STRAIGHT MEN, STRAIGHT WOMEN & LESBIAN ONLY BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT !

!! WARNING !! this blog will contain hardcore kinks. please don't scroll through my blog if you are sensitive to these things, prioritize yourself.

hello, my name is casey! iam an 18 y/o, 5'4, south-east asian trans boy (he/him exclusively) that is going to be running this tumblr blog! im a bottom switch, which means that i prefer to be the one getting penetrated, but i can be both dom and/or sub while doing so.

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what i will be posting: mainly kinky text posts, nsfw art of myself, and sometimes ill show off my body in a nice outfit when im feeling more confident!

rules & info:

if you cross my boundaries 3 times, i will block you, no exceptions. depending on the severity of the crossing, i might block you instantly with no second chances.

if your blog makes me uncomfortable or i get a bad feeling from it, im blocking you.

sexting and roleplaying with me in my dms is allowed, but i will not send photos to you in dms! i dont feel comfortable doing that. so only strictly texting! i am fine with people sending me videos and photos though, but it depends on what you'll send me.

atleast say hi before chatting me, had someone say "worthless cunt" as their first dm and i blocked them lmao, its not hot to me. greeting me first would be nice.

if you are going to sext and/or rp with me, please keep my kink and no-no lists in mind, i have boundaries too.

only those that arent women and arent exclusively attracted to only women are allowed to sext with me. sorry to the women out there who wanted to, but im not attracted to you... but im sure you're still very pretty, and theres many other people who'd want to chat with you!

what to call my genitals: cock, dick, boy cunt, cunt, cunny, boypussy, bunny pussy, wet hole, front hole, little/small/tight hole, needy hole, bunny hole! (please dont call it a vagina, clit or just "pussy" by itself. only calling it a "pussy" without my preferred additions is something i can excuse sometimes, but i dont like it. vagina and clit will get u straight up blocked.)

what to call my chest area: chest. thats it. if you call it tits, boobs, or anything like that i will block you. even if you say "boy tits" or "man boobs" you are still getting blocked. its either you only refer to it as a chest or you never refer to it at all.

inbox and asks are always open! please send me threats of what you'll do to me if you find me, what you want to do to me, and if you got off to anything i post 💜

my kinks: cnc, somno, teacher/student, power imbalance/dynamic, roleplaying, voice kink, degrading and/or praising me, dry humping/grinding, humiliation, free use, gangbang, overstim, edging, orgasm control/denial, impact play, begging, namecalling, pet play, watersports, monsterfucking, tentacles, breeding (no preg, makes me dysphoric), creampie (also no preg, same reason), cum dump, bondage, shibari, being punished, manhandling, size kink, treating me like your toy, making me into a sex slave, being protective/possessive, dumbification, claiming, jealous/angry sex, rough sex, and teasing. (theres prob alot more but theres so many that i forget lol)

kinks that are hard no's: feet, knife/gunplay, feeder/feedee, ed, choking, scat, vomit, age play, misgendering kink, detrans kink, calling me any term mainly used for women (good girl, queen, princess, babygirl, using she/her for me), drug play, bioessentialism, pregnancy, forced feminization, and gore.

things i like being called: baby boy, bunny boy, little bunny, little boy, cunt boy, bunny, bun bun

tags: #casey ★ grumbling for little (often nsfw) text posts/rambles/thoughts that i dont think are interesting enough to be in other tags, #casey ★ mumbling for text posts, #casey ★ answering for ask posts, #casey ★ doodling for drawings, #casey ★ peeking for body pictures, #casey ★ speaking for important announcements/posts, and #casey ★ sharing for reblogs!

also! this is all a fantasy, i do not actually want this to happen to me. consent and safety is very important in kink, sex and bdsm. i do not condone these actions being done unconsensually.

thats all! i hope my blog can make your dicks throb 💜

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[sparklethoughtbubble]

I just noticed a lot of older drawings of uni have her gown kind of flare out at the bottom to make it kind of look like a dress!! that's awesome and I wish they would bring that back. It seems like a lot of details have been kind of forgotten about over time which sucks because kneeby's art style is awesome when kit is putting a lot of time into it (and they inspired some parts of my art style as well.) compare the 2019-2021 versions of the "barruni new year" drawing with the most recent one and you can see what I mean:

2019: Very stylized, excellent use of line weight, background details accent the main focus well, body language is easy to understand-- they appear to be leaning into each other. Their body types and face shape are clearly very different and makes them both look really cute in their own ways and they compliment each other perfectly (also notice the cool gown thing :]) Also uni looks really fluffy here!!

2021: The background is a little more intense, but not in a bad way. It's still very cohesive and makes sense for what the drawing is supposed to be about. (You can even see that the rainbows are cometcare colored-- very cool detail.) The background's rainbows kind of line up with where Barry and Uni's color fades out. I kind of like this more than the 2019 version, honestly. You can see that it's not as "sharp" as before, and there's a little less weight to the lines, but it still looks good.

2022: There is a lot to take in here. The glitter effect kind of makes the background look like a mess, but the blue overlay looks pretty nice. Barry and Uni's ears are nearly the same shape. There isn't really any line weight to this at all. Their feet look more like fins by this point and it's harder to tell where their feet end and their toes begin. Barry is supposed to be chubby, but while his legs are thicker than Uni's, his arms are the same thickness as hers and his stomach is flat.

2023 the sky is gone. millions of birds dead I don't have a lot to say about this one other than there isn't a lot of detail and the amount of glitter used feels like im going to choke on it. They've gone from hugging to doing a little waltz which is pretty neat, and Barry's feet are back to normal! Hooray! Line weight is nonexistant by this point and their face shapes are almost the same, but it's overall ok.

2024: what why are they so... small here? why does barry's gown open under his armpit? why does barry have the chin-nose like uni and doom have now? not to mention their poses are kind of stiff here This reminds me of those sticker packs with the reflective background. And I like that barry is visibly chubby here again. But Uni and Barry actually just have the same ear shape now and character-wise there is only as much detail as is "neccessary" so that every single glitter brush can be used on the background all at once. It's very strange

#sparklecomments

[viktoriakomova]

What's wrong with the ballet footage? Gen question, I don't know much about ballet

ok i will separate this into 2 parts, glaring fundamental flaws and pedantic nitpicky shit (which, to be fair, should only be corrected once the former are dealt with. but it looks like neither are happening any time soon so...)

Part 1: The Egregious

Zero turnout happening. Usually i'd point to the hips and talk about if the rotation is coming from the hips (good) or the knees and/or feet (bad very bad and kinda dangerous esp in gymnastics). but they arent even doing that.

The arms. The elbows should be slightly bent to create a "curved" look. The arms should be held up and in front of you with your hands around the height of your belly button, supported from your upper back muscles. The girl in the back (nola???) actually has hers pretty good (ignoring the hands, see below) but i would say she should have them a little lower and it looks like her delts are doing the work to keep her arm lifted instead of her back muscles.

Alignment. its difficult to tell from this one screenshot (i refuse to put in the effort to watch these frames 100x to get a great one im sorry) both because the legs are straightening (after what is ostensibly a plié lol) and bc of the camera angle, but you should be able to draw a straight vertical line from the ball of the foot to the hips to the shoulders. again the girl in the back looks a lot better than jade or kayla here.

More issues with turnout here that are more evident (bc theyre making an actual attempt to turn out here) they're starting to turn in passé here, i wont bother trying to articulate what the legs are supposed to look like bc miss betty okino here is doing it correctly xoxo.

i'll start with leanne. her supporting leg is actually quite nice and she's very high up on relevé, her ankle is straight/extended and right on top of the ball of her foot with her knee straight and quads engaged. however the leg she's bringing up to passé (pretty late, since shes turning, i should add) is basically totally turned in. the muscles in the hip that rotate the leg outward are doing nothing. the leg should be turned out from the hip the whole time you're bringing the foot up to the front of the knee.

now onto kayla. i circled the reflection because you can see the leg positions better, the video crops it out. she has the same issue with the hip turnout of the free leg, but her supporting leg is also turned in. look at the knee in the reflection. it's basically not turning out at all, but her supporting foot is like 45º turned out. considering that they're turning in this screenshot, thats bad news. turning out from the foot (ie rotating outward at the ankle) instead of the hip puts a lot of torque on your knee. its obviously not nearly as severe as the stress that twisting into the ground on a tumbling pass would put on it, just bc of the force being applied there, but its still not harmless.

Part 2: The Nitpicky

The hands...... how are the fingers (jade's and kayla's) the body part doing the most work here 💀 broken wrists (but like. tense and intentional, inexplicably???), palms facing the floor. hyperextended fingers. thumbs rotated away/out from the palms. the wrist should be straight but not rigid, it should complete the "curve" mentioned above when i talked about the elbows. the thumbs should be in, but again not taut, just relaxed by the rest of your fingers. its hard to explain verbally how the fingers should be, but they shouldnt be taut and/or stuck together either (aka pancake hands or karate chop hands lol). the girl in the back, her hand would be decent if she put her thumb in and rotated her wrist 90º counter-clockwise

Forward head carriage. That's my only gripe about Girl In The Back's posture, and even that isnt really Bad, otherwise it's great. Kayla's would be fine too but her shoulders themselves are a little too forward. Jade's is.... not great, it looks like she carries a lot of tension in her neck. i typed this whole post hunched over in my bed tho so.... do as i say not as i do ;)

i didnt bother editing the picture to circle it lol but kayla's foot is sickled in the pic with okino

also the first pic is hard to look at alignment/posture bc none of them are on the same count kfjdkjfkdjfk so musicality is a big fat L there

#i feel like i mentioned a lot of nitpicky details in part 1 tho. oh well

[sad-leon]

Hello! I hope you're having a good day!

So many people in my life seem to be going through something right now, and I just wanted to give you an opportunity to share anything you might be going through. Good or bad, as specific or as vague as you're comfortable with. Or feel free to ignore if you'd rather not. No pressure at all!

I hope things are going well for you! But if not, I'll be sending prayers your way if you're comfortable with that!

I am... not.

and i haven't for a long time

I'll preface this entire post with a warning: THIS IS A VENT POST the only tags will be trigger warnings

I thinks i've said it once or twice, but I started school this year. This is my first year in college after taking a gap year and also telling everyon i wasnt gonna go. I know jack shit about what im doing and its fucking exhausting. Theres so many things that i feel like I should know but dont because all the college information given out in my highschool was geared toward the college in that town specifically, which is not the college im going to.

I've also moved. im entirely on my own, physically and financially. I just met with my job and am starting very soon which is not good because my sleep schedule is all wrong. I may be switching jobs soon, but i can't just quit becuase, like i said, im on my own.

and those are only the big two. lets speedrun this. my anxiety, my autism, i need new glasses, my feet hurt more than i think they should, im a system, my eating disorder, my aversions that make it hard to drink the water up here, the burnout, the exhaustion, executive dysfunction, i also likely have adhd which mean rsd. im touch starved and touch adverse

those are just what i can think of off the top of my head

but all of this had been leading to what might be a pretty nasty breakdown and soon.

im so fucking tired all the time and that makes it hard to draw, but thats one of my only ways to relax. i like playing mc, but i get bored easily and also i cant sit at my desk for long becuase it feels like my head is too heavy for my neck. it hurts. everything hurts and my job doesnt help me at fucking all.

i was able to draw tsob while dealing with most of my issues becuase all i had to worry about was work. looking at my current schedule, i can find the free time. the issue is using that freetime to draw and not just sleep or dissociate. finding home is very dear to me, but drawing it the way i am can be exhausting and i dont want to start hating it, so i just.. dont draw it most days

i stress constantly about how i appear on my blog becuase i want so badly to do this right. i want to be good at something, like, as a person, not just as an artist. but i hate myself too much to believe in any progress i make.

i know its the rsd mostly but i see groups and i feel gross. its not as bed now (any of you beans that have made it this far, ily /p) becuase i found a community i can actually interact with, but it still comes up, especially because i've moved away from all my irl friends and its so fucking hard for me to make them in the first place. like.. actual friends, not just people i can work with at school

if i keep going i'll probably talk myself in circles, so ill stop it here. theres a lot more but im not going to ramble about my suicidal, intrusive, or sh thoughts on this blog. this is a post to inform you guys of the state of mind im in. im lonely and sad and its all building up to a massive breakdown.

im not going to be leaving tumblr or giving up on my comic, but i probalby wont update as often as i did tsob. i just dont have the energy.

i also will probably post some of my traditional art cuz i gotta fill up a sketchbook for my animation class, so that also takes away from the time i use to draw digitally.

im so tired

#vent post #tw vent #long post #tw exhaustion #tw burnout

[phlyaros]

need more on that monster attracted to death benry au STAT. it's so good actually

Firefox fucking crashed while I was typing this the first time im going to kill god. Tysm but god typing all this out again WOOF.

Okay so it starts here with “I use au's and shipping to explore concepts/characterization that I feel is overlooked/unexplored in canon” and Benry already has a lot of associations with death to me (the skeletons, his explicit dying whereas everyone else has other explanations, his 'song of death', “there are no predetermined deaths”, him being a inscrutable and inevitable force that is only your enemy if you make him so)

this is a horror-aligned thing so uh body horror and other violence under the cut

I have other stories with benry that explore his relationship with death as well, this is just the one where Benry understands how fucking bad it is for Gordon in the first place and it's more of an interpersonal conflict than one of misunderstandings. They still do misunderstand each other but like.

Anyways most of the basic stuff also goes for how I generally interpret Benry; he's a simulacrum of human life basically. He's always been dead, he's never been dead, he's always been alive and he's currently living. I made a thing a while back out of cut up wiki pages to try and explain what I think of him better but never got around to prettying it up.

Anyways. He's something like that one interpretation of a changeling to me; something that's usurped the body and eaten it from the inside out, until all that's left is him. Partially this is a plural thing to me. Old host chipped away over time until it's something else entirely. Whoever he was before doesn't exist anymore. There is only Benry. (what is benry? well, he is.)

And so uh, Deathry specifically is the horse edition of this. He actually looks human most of the time but it's fun to draw him as silly little beasts. Deathry as established is drawn to death; he feeds from this somehow (the horror hunger enjoyer in me said so) but i'm not sure yet if it's a physical sort of eating or more of an energy-based one. Leaning to both, like a vampire.

I tried making him as compatible with canon as possible on the mechanical level at first. Something that's drawn to the doomed and the damned? Well, we all know what the rescas was like. I think he's just so desensitized to death that he does understand the gravity of it on a deeper level but nobody cared when HE died so why bother.

The story itself isn't compatible though because I was listening to my fucked up and evil music and thought to myself “well if two guys were out hiking alone in the woods and one tried to kill the other with an axe would that be fucked up or what” and now that's thoroughly lodged in my head. and uhhhh the personal drama of it all.

Listen. I am a gay man. I think about frenrey and think about them choking each other to death and I giggle and swing my feet. I love when they are violence and killing.

But also I am a gay man and thinking about a literal embodiment of the condition of death sitting in a tent as the guy he personally cut the arm off of (yes, him, personally!) is slowly succumbing to the cold; wrapping Gordon in his jacket, quietly laying on top of Gordon as the weather gets worse through the night, unsure of what else he can do... comparing Gordon's blackened frostbitten fingers interlaced with his own skeletal black hands, Gordon's slowly crawling pulse to his maybe one heartbeat a minute, Gordon's once loud and comprehensive speech slowly descending to confused muttering, becoming more like him. More like dead. The rituals are intricate okay.

And uh something that makes me crazy is that Benry in canon was explicitly the thing that was holding the rift between worlds open and he didn't even. Notice. With Deathry that sheer power manifests as freak weather events, flocks of birds dropping dead mid-flight, interrupting radio signals, making compasses go crazy. That sort of shit.

Deathry also takes pictures in places he ends up. Gordon is fucking flabbergasted at the underwater caves, dive bells from the outside, impossible angles on known landmarks, but it makes sense to him later. Gordon's probably more riled up by all the random shit Benry's collected over the years - what do you mean you don't want this coat covered in decomp?? aren't you cold??

Anyway. Au is also a fun excuse to think about frenrey shenanigans. Turns up in a hospital after being missing for 3 months raving about a guy who defies all physics with wounds that are only a few days old. Thinks about him for the next month until he randomly shows the fuck up with photos of Gordon bleeding in the snow with benry posed with the axe in front of him like they're having a fun girls night out

#phlyaros' nonsense #asks #deathry #merc's art #hlvrai #benry

[themediummultiverseau]

Will papyrus ever be included in the storyline, maybe sans opening up to him about it, or he gets suspicious about sans's behavior and corners him or something?

Aaaand are there any prominent side characters that we'll see?

Papyrus notices that his brother has been leaving the house more, and at first, hes overjoyed! Sans was finally leaving the house! But, he realised after a while, that he always dodged the question as to where he was going. (Sans, being the secretive little fuck that he is, refuses to tell anyone about the ghosts.) Worried, Papyrus follows him one day, only to find him walking al the way to the park. And then he just stops, and starts talking to air.

Papyrus is CONCERNED (tm,) and goes back home to wait for Sans to come home. It takes him HOURS to come back, (he visits everyone he can,) and, when confronted, he once again try to avoid the questions.

Papyrus says he followed him, saw him talking to air, and was considering getting him professional help, his depression had been bad before, and if he was starting to see things now as well...

Sans is forced to tell the truth.

And he does. For the next few hours they sit and talk about the ghosts. Papyrus want to believe him, really, he does! But he cant help but still be worried, so says takes his phone out and googles "Nightmare - Prince" and shows him the results. He then goes through the lot of them, showing death reports, news articles, anything that appears really, and Papyrus finally believes him.

From then on, he insists Sans takes something for them every time he visits, and often makes them food to give (more often that not, its spaghetti,) and asks how they're doing. Sometimes, they go and Sans acts as a medium, for them, so Papyrus and the ghosts can talk directly.

Killer and Dream especially take a liking to him, while Dust is pretty scared of him (he looks way to much like his won brother its actually scary,) and always ask how he is when Sans comes without him.

Side characters.. It depends what you mean by that.

Every Sans you could ever want can exist here, they just might not haunt the town,

(i got lazy when drawing here, so its just a messy sketch but yk)

(Red - shot, epic - shrapnel, Fresh - car crash, Outer - fell)

Alternatively, most of the ghosts had family members, most of them had a Papyrus look alike, (Papyrus isn't reincarnated here, but every Sans deserves a Papyrus, even fate believes it so)

(Nim (Dream and Nightmares mother, Queen), Phantom (Dusts brother,) Horror had lots of siblings, ect...)

Buuut, while many of the original Undertale cast have been spread out throughout the years, Toriel, Chara and Frisk are all based in the present time.

Toriel, after the death of her son, adopts two kids, twins, who were considered "difficult" children, (really there were disabled, but why would they care about that, - Chara has some mental issues, and Frist is mute and has sight problems.) They're lovely kids , and they visit quite regularly, typically with their mother. Sans was named their Godfather (Papyrus was considered, but he told them Sans was a better choice, ) because Toriel knew he'd love them.

Sans and Toriel met at a comedy gig, both preforming on the same day, and became friends instantly over their shared love of stupid puns. (They're not together, this universe has no canonical relationships, everyting's platonic here, but ships are totally allowed and welcome if you wanted lol.)

Holy moly, that was a lot of work lmao, would you believe it, i dont think ive ever actually drawn Papyrus before? I have no idea why, just havent, ill have to do more so in the future cus hes fun.

Ive also never tried to draw anyone from the angle Sans is at in the first drawing, think it looks fine as long as you ignore the feet lol.

No, i didnt get lazy drawing the ghost in the first, it was a stylistic choice! /j /sarcasm, also, Hi, im Whisp, i hate backgrounds!)

Please excuse me attempt at drawing a wimple for Nim and the tricorned hat for Phantom, they're very difficult!

All of Horrors siblings there don't have names, they were just designed on the spot really, so if anyone has and names for them, ill take them on board!

But hope it all looks okay, this is all full of firsts lol. Have a lovely day everyone! :)

#sans au #undertale multiverse #undertale art #undertale au #undertale #bad sanses #classic sans #classic papyrus #papyrus #sans #undertale frisk #undertale chara #dreamtale au #dreamtale nim #dusttale papyrus #fell sans #fresh sans #outer sans #epic sans #horror sans #dust sans #cross sans #nightmare sans #killer sans #bad sans gang #MMAU #askthemmau TheMediumMultiverseAU

[angel-noaxod]

Angel & Davey headcanons ♡

i kind of feel bad because im projecting a little of myself onto Angel who is a listener for everyone but everyone projects also..right? i still feel bad because im a very inclusive person anyway enjoy 😭

-Angel has autism and it's not very... "obvious" (literally something that everyone says whenever I tell them I have autism)

-they also have ADHD (obviously-) and anxiety

-sometimes Angel randomly goes very quiet and scares the crap out of Davey because he's used to their chatty self

-Angel was scared to tell Davey at first so he didn't know until like six and a half months into their relationship

-now he knows it's their mental disorders and it can get really tiring if they talk all week

-complex noises are too much for angel

-Angel gets very overwhelmed if there are too many sounds all at once (dogs barking, more than two people talking, drilling, buzzing, high pitch noises)

-they make an exception for parties because people are purposely trying to talk over others (hope that makes sense ha)

-they're not afraid of the noises by themselves, but usually they hear all these noises at the same time so it gets a little hectic

-they're scared of loud noises

-like that storm comfort audio, Angel hates sudden noises like thunder

-they stim when they get very excited and/or happy, they'll bounce up and down and clench their fists (im so sorry im projecting a lot ahskzhd)

-when Angel's anxious, they'll tap their feet on the ground

-it used to annoy Davey in the beginning and he felt so bad when he called them out to stop tapping

-Davey is colorblind and i will die on this hill

-he has protanopia color blindness meaning he is blind to the color red which leaves a lot of color ranges that he sees to be mostly shades blue and yellow

-he aborbs blue and green light

-Asher loves to mess with Davey by asking him to pick the red crayon and he ends up oucking this gross orangey yellow brown

-when Angel found out he was color blind, they were shopping for clothes

-Daavey asked "what color is this?" and pointed out a red shirt

-Angel answerer "red?" Then realized and blurted out " you're colorblind?!"

-he just sighed irritated and told them all about it

-Angel never said anything sbout it from then on, only to answer when Davey asked what color he was looking at

-(Angel definitely plans to buy him those expensive ass color blind glasses that allows him to see colors the right way)

-maybe i'll write a fic about that one day, we'll see..)

-Angel is totally rich, or yk, wealthy money money

-I see Angel balancing a couple job careers

-I know the first audio of Davey and Angel meeting said Angel had an office job but-

-They're an actor and a comedian and I might die on this hill too

-They sub for the art teacher and the music teacher for 8th grade

-They sing at this bar several miles away from their home (as like a hobby) and they wow the whole pack and the mates

-Angel sketches a LOT

-They always have a sketchbook on them just in case

-They love to capture pretty things

-They sketched Davey during a pack meeting and no one was able to focus on what he was saying so Angel had to hide the sketch and scoot their chair back

-They've sketched everyone in the pack

-They get requests to draw mates together

-Even though Angel doesn't like it, the others pay them for their art when it comes to the requested pieces

-They have an easel in the corner of their living room by the open window sliding door that leads to their backyard, or sideyard really

-Sometimes Davey will put on one of Angel's chill playlist and watch them paint

-Angel once painted angel wings with a halo over an empty space

-Davey pointed out that they could pose in front of the painting and it would look like they had wings and a halo

-It's now Davey's favorite picture of Angel and he keeps it as his homescreen (his lockscreen is black)

That's all I got for now :))

The only reason why I know about protonopia is because my old teacher has the same colorblindness 😂

#redacted asmr #redacted davey #redacted david #redacted shaw pack #redactedasmr #redacted angel

[red-dyed-sarumane]

for the artist asks!!!! 21, 16, 5, 3

3. Least favorite things to draw?

feet. theoretically i know how feet should work but attaching a foot to the ankle in a way that looks nice is just the worst. if u see me draw anything below the knee know i used my entire brain power for it.

5. Anything you haven't drawn yet but want to?

everything ever. if i had to pick one i have a big piece for kyuuyaku in my mind & have for a while but its so background heavy i havent committed yet. in terms of smaller things i still want to draw all the musical isotopes by themselves but i dont like coloring pure white so u can see where the issue lies. yes i know tenshis mostly white in color scheme & i draw her all the time but shes Special shes my specialest girl she gets privileges.

16. What's the most daunting part of your process? Ex, planning, sketching, lineart, rendering etc

backgrounds that require me to think about perspective arent necessarily bad just require so much thought i dont do it often or blur it slightly so i can cheese it. its not cheating its "camera focus" or whatever u want to call it. but out of my usual stuff. hair. its hair. why do i do hair like this why cant i stop doing hair like this. it takes FOREVER bc its literally one line at a time but its so fun to make it go all over the place. also its pretty. look at this im not even done the first part of shading & it looks so much softer than not doing it. (dont do hair like this unless u have a really specific set up u WILL be leaving with wrist damage)

21. Weirdest thing you've ever drawn?

girl with fish for arms. i dont think i have it anymore to show it wasnt even that weird its just. a girl but with large goldfish for arms.

#asks #kukiyuuri #i wish i could be satisfied coloring hair like most other people #unfortunately i have Needs To Make Everything More Detailed And Complex disorder #which doesnt only apply to hair but i thikn thats where its most obvious #and if i dont sit down & color tiny little parts no one cares about for hours at a time whats the point #also if i didnt do that then what would i have to complain about

[jaekaicx]

design hcs i (try to) follow when drawing the calamity trio:

marcy

round face

Face scars (in chronological order: eyebrow scar, scar across the bridge of their nose, and chin scar from all in)

tanner than in the show bc i said so

thick eyebrows

messy, wavy hair

flat nose

i try to make them a lil chubby but im bad at it

they can get a lil bit of muscle. just a little. as a treat

arrow graze & claw scars mostly around his shoulders & upper arms, plus miscellaneous battle scars. plenty of assorted scars from being possessed (port scars from getting plugged into the chair)

ALWAYS gets some form of gloves

hoodies hoodies hoodies

they dont cut their hair throughout amphibia so by the end of s3 its gotten pretty long. he keeps it long for a few months or so post-show, but eventually he cuts it short again

his ranger outfit always had shorts, what do you mean? /j

anne

face scars: forehead/eyebrow scar (top left, inspired by laf au anne), right chin scar, and left cheek scar

cracks appear at the ends of the last two scars post finale. they also show up at the ends of her fingers and feet, plus a few around her chest, neck, and chin

no major scars pre-canon, only various faded scratch marks from over the years thanks to domino

also slightly darker than in the show. sometimes. i think.

brown eyes w little specs of blue from her powers post canon

she did bouldering and tennis and muay thai and lived on a farm of course she has muscle

still on the lanky side

small cuts and scars across her arms & legs from amphibia wilderness (yk like grazing stray branches and thorns and stuff in the forest)

MUST give her the little hair squiggly

sasha

sharp chin. long-ish head

straight hair. also less banana colored. got it cut short, and light brown roots start showing around mid/post s3

give him short hair as much as possible, or whatever looks cool. anything to avoid his stupid canon ponytail

large nose, broke it sometime early s1 n its crooked now

narrower eyes

buff. why is this teenager so buff

heterochromia !! gray/blue and brown, with the specific sides depending on how i feel atm (lighter than anne & marcy’s shade of brown)

post-canon piercings: helix on left ear, lobe on right ear, and one on her right eyebrow

face scars: left eye slashed/burned from above the eyebrow to right above his lip (plus the iconic canon scar)

gets a glass eye after the fucked up eye heals a bit. goes from bandages to an eye patch and then the glass eye, but she still wears the eye patch sometimes just cause

lots of various battle scars, mainly littered around his limbs

slightly sunburnt by s3, very tanned

muscle shirts/tank tops, and/or cool jackets

some extra gen notes:

they all lost a bit of weight while in amphibia bc of the new bug diet

marcy especially after getting possessed by the core bc they never feed him or rest or anything. only the bare minimum to keep them alive

all three got a bit tanner after spending so much time in the sun in amphibia

pre-canon height hierarchy: sasha > anne > marcy

height hierarchy during the show: anne (she had a growth spurt) > sasha > marcy

post-canon height hierarchy: depends. anne is usually the tallest though

#amphibia #marcy wu #anne boonchuy #sasha waybright #amphibia headcanon #ive had this sitting in my drafts for a while #like. a very long time #i keep wanting to add more but idk i cant really think of much else #fuck it. i need to get this out of my drafts #k.txt

[minkymeatshop]

two freaks crash princess prom

words: 4458 (eep!)

content warnings: mentions of cannibalism (? dubious, they're not the same species), mentions of death

etc: cainatrouble, has some very veeeery flirty moments lol but overall is just regular plot like its not fluff or angst. this thing sprang to life in like a day!!! idfk how it happened?? anyways i wanted to come up with something to explain WHY dt has a cameo in princess prom and it just spiraled into this. since it takes place in season 1 the two of them aren’t officially together yet but you know how lesbians are “official” means nothing

tags: @halsdaisy @sennamybeloved (reminder to please send an ask if you want to be added!!!!)

Stretched out in one long shape and draped over the bed, Double Trouble sighed, pressing the backs of their fingers against the floor. Tissues littering the wood were inches away from their nails. 

Upside down, from the terrible reality TV show they were watching, there was a lady crying on their screen. “But I love her! You can never keep me away from her!” 

“Ugh, so true, Maria!” Double Trouble sniffed, wiping a mascara-streaked tear from their eye. “You go, girl!” They shoved themself off the bed, turning to sit on the floor. One cheek squished into their hand and they tilted their head, tail curling behind them. “God, I wish that were me.” 

Their phone was lying faceup on the ground. They’d read the messages off the lock screen and were now refusing to open them. 

2 Messages from Devena

sorry this is so last minute but i cant take u to princess prom 

im going with marlow.

Double Trouble had been moping for the past three hours, which still was not long enough for a marathon of this terrible show to finish. 

“Why, God! Why me,” they sighed, blowing their nose. Their phone buzzed again. 

1 Message from Devena 

im sorry i rlly hope we can still be friends

They looked over, somewhat despondent. “Hmm… why are you so obsessed with me, babe? Go back to cuddling Merlot or whatever her stupid name is. God.” Double Trouble might not have remembered the new girlfriend’s name, but they certainly remembered those amazing shoes—

“You know what?” They punched the ground, moving to a kneeling position. “Screw Devena! Screw Margot-whoever! I’m a bad bitch, I don’t need her!” Snatching their phone from the ground, they rose to their feet and punched in a dear friend’s number. They raised it to their ear. “I’ll show those motherfuckers.”

The line only rang once. “The fuck you want?”

“Oh, Cainabeth! Hellooo…”

“I said the fuck you want?”

“Well, do you remember that girl I was dating?” Double Trouble twisted a strand of blonde hair around their finger. “Devena?”

“Which one?”

Double Trouble scowled. “The tall one? Purple? Kinda spiky?”

“Yeah, yeaaaah… suuuure…”

They let the line go dead for a moment. “The way you are drawing out your words makes me sure that you do not remember. Anyways, it’s not important. She broke up with me over text!”

“Don’t get your panties in a twist over it. Um.” A slight crackle in the silence. “Well, there, there—“

“I don’t need your sympathy.” 

“Why the fuck did you call me then?” Cainabeth sounded like she was rapidly losing patience. 

“We are going to Princess Prom.” They said it with such an air of finality, there was no way she could possibly refuse—

Cainabeth barked a loud laugh into the phone. “What? No! The fuck? Did I miss something? Because I’m pretty sure I’m not a fucking princess! You needed Devena to get in.”

Double Trouble felt a twinge of annoyance. “I don’t fucking need her! When has not being allowed in a place ever stopped me before?”

“Why do you want me?”

“Um, hello? You’re hot, and rich, and way sexier than her new girlfriend.” They paused, and then added, “Also, there will be food.” 

There was a twinge of pride in Cainabeth’s voice when she responded. “I’ll pick you up at eight.”

“I knew you’d agree, darling.”

“Don’t push your luck.” She hung up immediately. 

Double Trouble lowered their phone, and then spun around in place, slinking off to their mirror. “Oooh, I’m going to Princess Prom with Cainabeth! I need to start planning my outfit. Of course I already had one planned, but now I need to match Cainabeth instead of Devena… hmm, I think I’ll wear that coat my ex left at my house…”

—

“You look gorgeous,” Double Trouble cooed, resting their hand on Cainabeth’s arm. She ducked her head, but not without a smile. “Whatever.”

“You know I adore your style, darling. Such individualism! I would totally hire you to costume my next production.” Their fingers crept up Cainabeth’s upper arm, elbow to shoulder, and they ignored the hitch in her breath.

“I don’t really care how I look.” Her long black duster had feathers—her own?—sewn on the collar and cuffs, with long slits up the back to accommodate her wings. The ruffled velvet dress was fairly low-cut in the front, an amount of daring she never was on any normal day—but then again, this wasn’t a normal day, was it? Still, though, she was wearing her signature black gloves.

“Those shoes beg to differ.” 

Cainabeth’s ears went red, and she rocked backwards on her platforms as if embarrassed. They had to be at least four inches, and nearly made her as tall as Double Trouble. Nearly. 

“They’re honestly to die for.” Double Trouble tossed their hair. “At any rate, the two of us are hot enough to make a statement.”

Cainabeth turned to look at them, her eyes taking in their crop top, short skirt, and fur coat, and stepped in towards them, wrapping her wing around their shoulders. Her fingers took hold of the ring on their choker. Ooh. With a giggle, they leaned in closer—

Her hand released the metal ring, and pressed flat against their chest, the dark leather warm against their skin. “Are you… cold?” 

“I’m fine.” Double Trouble lied, shoving her off of them. Cainabeth blinked, and her wing slowly lowered, folding back behind her. 

“I just thought, well, fuck, you’re cold-blooded and this place is made of ice—real fuck-off design. God. Who the hell wants to live in a palace made of ice? And you’re… not wearing a lot.” She wouldn’t meet their eyes. 

“I am fine, sweetcheeks. Do you really think I’d have as much of an impact all covered up like you?” They made a show of looking her up and down. “I mean, you work it, but—”

Cainabeth bared her teeth, and Double Trouble noted a speck of gristle stuck in them. “Don’t fuck with me. I will literally bite you, bitchass.” They winced. Her breath smelled rancid—Double Trouble didn’t want to know what (or who) she’d eaten this morning. 

“Chill. That wasn’t an insult.” They raised their hand in a placating gesture, their tail curled behind them. “Besides, you’d need to wait a couple hours for my body to start decaying in this temperature.” 

Cainabeth’s hands went up to smooth her hair back. When that dark curtain pushed back over her shoulders, her tiny jawbone earrings were visible. Double Trouble didn’t understand it—she certainly had jewels in her inventory. Why not wear those? Why the obsession with the bones? Her hair fell back into place quickly enough, obscuring the jewelry again. 

“Whatever,” she muttered. “Go hurry up and enjoy yourself. I’m getting out of this place as soon as possible—ugh, do I have to take you home?”

“Would you be a dear?” Double Trouble batted their eyelashes.

“Fuck you.” 

—

Getting into the ball had been a cinch. Double Trouble had simply shapeshifted into one of the Princesses who wasn’t there yet, then snuck in with Cainabeth on their arm. No one was bothering them—there were so many Princesses here, there was bound to be somebody one wouldn’t recognize.

“Your ex is gonna rat you out if she sees you.” Cainabeth’s arms were crossed, and her head was turned away with an inscrutable expression. “I mean—you have shown your true form to her, right? You didn’t date her as someone else? That’d be low, even for you.”

“You’re always the pessimist! She does know me in this form, but she won’t tattle if she knows what’s good for her. I have all the dirt on every single girl I’ve ever dated. I could ruin her.”

Cainabeth stopped walking. “…Why am I friends with you? You are terrifying.” 

“You’re my partner in crime because you know what’s good for yourself, darling.” Double Trouble patted her on the head, to a scowl. “Now come on, we have to go find my ex.” They grabbed her arm. 

“I am really not sure this is a good idea…” Cainabeth muttered, but followed where Double Trouble led her anyway. “What does she look like, again?” she whispered, eyes scanning side to side.

“She wears a lot of purple. And spikes,” Double Trouble reiterated.

“For a shapeshifter, you are really shit at describing people.” Cainabeth rolled her eyes. 

“Oh, darling, do you really think my art is about looks? No, no, no—resembling somebody means nothing if you don’t know what makes them tick. You’ve gotta get into their skin.” They fanned themself. “Just wearing someone’s face isn’t enough.” 

“That’s creepy as fuck.” 

Double Trouble blinked sideways, subtly checking their surroundings. They stopped Cainabeth under a shadowy staircase, and then, with the telltale sound of their ability, shifted into her. 

“Gah!” Cainabeth slugged Double Trouble in the cheek. They couldn’t keep a pained yelp out of their voice, shifting back to their normal form quickly. “I told you not to fucking do that! This is why you have no friends.” She shook their finger in their face.

Double Trouble made an offended scoff. “I have friends!”

“Only when someone fucking pays you for it!” Cainabeth blinked, grimacing—as if she was afraid that she might have hurt Double Trouble. Oh, that was funny. They pursed their lips. 

“... Do you really think you’re any different, babe?” 

She grabbed their thin wrist, and they looked at her through their lashes, unimpressed. “Oh, no. My weak little wrist. How ever will I escape you, brute!” 

“I don’t fucking get why you’re not scared of me,” Cainabeth snarled. “Why do you taunt me—why do you push me like this?” 

Double Trouble cocked their head to the side, their eyes blinking sideways. “I don’t understand why you’re scared of me.” 

“You collect blackmail on your exes. Is that not enough of a reason?”

“Oh, darling, that’s such an ugly word. It’s just my protection.” Their fingers curled, but they didn’t pull away from her grasp. Technically, they’d never publicly released sensitive information against somebody’s wishes… they just sold it to the highest bidder once they were done with it. It didn’t matter if Devena had done anything wrong. That folder in their computer with her name on it was a ticking time bomb. 

Cainabeth’s hand wrapped around their other wrist, shoving them back against the wall under the staircase. She pressed their hands together over their head. “Whatever dirt you have on me, I want you to get rid of it. And I’ll watch.” Her wings flared out behind her, extending almost out to their full wingspan, casting Double Trouble in shadow. 

Double Trouble forced themself to ignore the fear. Instead, they cracked a smile, tilting their chin up. Then they started to laugh. A real laugh—not an act. Cainabeth’s eyes twitched. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” 

A slight rise of the eyebrow, a dip of the gaze, and a bite of the lip—it was so easy to make Cainabeth stall, her eyes darting to their mouth. “No—no, fuck you. You just broke up with your girlfriend, I am not letting you—”

“I’m so vulnerable like this.” They tilted their head to the side, arching their back away from the wall. “You could do whatever you wanted to me.” 

“I just told you I would eat you!” With their free hand, Cainabeth pinched the bridge of her nose. “How do you make everything flirty?” 

“I mean, if you think about it, consumption and love are really the same thing, aren’t they? It’s all the same.” Something changed in Cainabeth’s expression when they said that, and they smirked, continuing on. “Warmth and wetness and body heat, the heavy breathing and the sharp teeth, the splitting of the gristle. It’s about closeness. Someone’s flesh inside your body. How is that not romantic?”

Cainabeth licked her lips, setting her fingers underneath Double Trouble’s chin. “So when you say whatever I want… that does include…” She leaned closer, licking Double Trouble’s cheek. Their breath hitched as her teeth dragged across their skin. The leather of her glove squeaked as her hand splayed further against the ice wall, a chill pressing into Double Trouble’s flesh.

Double Trouble blinked. “Oh, my God. You’re not literally going to eat me, right?”

“No, dumbass!” Cainabeth’s eyes slid to the side. “Hey, we still need to find your ex. I’m not gonna kill you before then, okay?” 

“Please, still don’t eat me after that. I’m too young to die!” they teased.

“No promises.” She released them, allowing them to place a hand on her arm. They smiled, tilting their head in towards her—but stopped when she scowled. “If you tell anyone my secrets, I swear to fuck, I will literally eat you.” 

“I don’t even have anything on you,” they confessed, as they emerged from the shadow under the staircase. Briefly, they scanned side to side, evaluating the situation—so many princesses, the most in one place they’d ever seen. It would have been a fine opportunity to take them all out at once… what a victory that would be for the Horde. They pursed their lips. It wasn’t like that concerned them, but truly, it would be such a missed, dramatic opportunity. 

Their companion’s eyes were trained on the shining, icy floor a couple feet in front of her. “How do I know you’re telling the truth?” 

“I am, I am, I swear!” 

Cainabeth huffed. “I don’t buy it. There’s just too much value on my head to pass up, isn’t there?”

“Oooh, you’re thinking like me now!” They smiled. “Mama’s taught you well.” 

“You’re so fucking callous, and calculating, and shrewd…” Double Trouble braced themself for another insult, but Cainabeth simply said, “I admire it, you know.” 

“Aww, thank you—!”

“It doesn’t mean I like it when it’s aimed at me,” Cainabeth snarled. “Delete that fucking folder.” 

“I really am telling the truth. I mean, I don’t know how to show that, but I never saved anything on you.” They put their hand over their chest. “Cross my heart. I mean, these terms were in our contract, and all.” 

“Who the fuck makes a friendship contract? Again, this is why you don’t have friends, you fucking nerd!”

“Oh, I’m sorry, were you not paying attention to the fine print?” Double Trouble tilted their head, sticking their tongue out. “You really should get into that habit, dear, it could make or break a deal.” 

Cainabeth rolled her eyes. “You’re right, I should listen to you—and that’s the worst part!” 

—

“You told me there would be food,” Cainabeth said crossly, as Double Trouble picked up the most expensive-looking refreshment at the table, their arm still looped around hers. 

“There is food, darling.” Double Trouble raised their eyebrows as they took a bite. 

“I can’t eat it, dumbass!”

“God, it is no one’s fault that you only eat decaying carcasses!” They rolled their eyes, resuming their place next to Cainabeth, who sniffed derisively. “Bitch.” 

“Love you too, babe—” They stopped as their leg collided with something, or rather someone. Pressing their hand to their hip, they scoffed, “Ugh! Excuse me, who are you?” 

“Um…” Cainabeth nudged Double Trouble, worry in her tone. She whispered, “We’re not supposed to be here, I think you should be a little bit nicer—” 

“Hello,” warbled the person they’d just bumped into, who Double Trouble noticed was short in stature and long in hair. Purple hair, in fact, in two pigtails that trailed behind them on the ground. Oh, they’d kill for that volume. It seemed wasted on this person, however, who had evidently attended a once-a-decade ball in a grease-stained work outfit.

Double Trouble couldn’t appraise the stranger’s look, however, because they were too busy investigating Cainabeth. “Your wings are very large compared to your body! Ohhh, I’ve never seen anyone with wings this big before!” The stranger clicked a button on a recording device wrapped in their… hair. “Princess Prom log, hour 1.13! This could be my first and possibly only chance to study a member of species Gymnogyps californianus—” The stranger leaned in to touch one of Cainabeth’s feathers with another strand of (apparently prehensile) hair. “Fascinating!” 

“Hey!” Cainabeth barked, pulling Double Trouble closer to her side. “Don’t touch my fucking wings!” Double Trouble felt her hand press over their hip, and smirked, popping one of their heels off the ground. I knew that protective side would fly out eventually. 

The purple-haired person blinked at them, then spoke into their recorder again—”Subject is non-compliant. According to the laboratory consent protocol Bow coercively implemented on my studies, I now have to cease operations.” 

“Uh—” Cainabeth looked mildly blindsided for a second, and then tilted her head to the side. “Are you a scientist?” Beside her, Double Trouble rolled their eyes, planting their cheek on her shoulder. 

“Ah, yes!” The short person giggled, using their hair to pull themself up to eye level with Cainabeth. “I’m Princess Entrapta of Dryl! She/her, pleasure to make your acquaintance.” She offered her hair to shake, which Cainabeth took with a minimal level of confusion. 

“Oh, I’m so sorry—I’ve never seen your face. I’ve seen your name on plenty of papers, though—the work you’ve done with First Ones’ tech is wonderful. It’s not actually my field, but I am pretty interested in the potential ramifications for—”

“Ooooooh, you want to talk about First Ones’ tech? Ask me anything!” 

“I’m Dr. Cainabeth Rot, and I’m a she, by the way—”

“Oh my God,” Double Trouble said, but the two women were already lost in a conversation that they fully didn’t comprehend. They’d have been happy to let the two of them chat, but they saw Devena across the room, and gripped Cainabeth’s arm in veiled excitement. “Cainabeth. Cainabeth! Cainey?”

“Your lizard is calling you,” noted Entrapta. Double Trouble scoffed at this designation, but it successfully got Cainabeth to pay attention to them again. “The fuck you want?” she growled, the professional excitement fading as quickly as it had emerged. 

“We have to go talk to her.” They pointed their tail across the room, but in the wrong direction, just in case Entrapta would tell anyone. The less known about their intentions, the better. 

“Mmm, okay! Bye!” Entrapta waved, perky. 

“Which one is it?” Cainabeth whispered as Double Trouble led them to where Devena was standing. 

“Just follow my lead, darling. I’ll handle this,” they whispered back, before adjusting the buttons on Cainabeth’s coat and looping their arm through hers again. They sauntered up to Devena and her new girlfriend, plastering a smile on their face. “Oh, hi, Devena! Didn’t expect to see you here,” they drawled.

Devena turned. “... Double Trouble? Why are you here?”

“Aw, can’t a girl enjoy a party for the sake of it?” they crooned. 

The woman beside Devena furrowed her brow. “Darling, who is this?” 

Double Trouble’s smile was a little bit strained now. Oh, and now you’re calling her ‘darling’? You just started dating. Devena didn’t call me ‘babe’ for weeks! 

“Um…” Devena cringed. Double Trouble smirked. Mission Make Her Suffer, accomplished. 

“Oh, really, I would have thought you’d have told her about me!” Double Trouble rested their fingertips on their chest. “Was I really that unimportant to you?” 

“Devena, who is this?” the girlfriend whispered. Devena laid a hand, placating, on her arm. “They’re… my ex. Double Trouble.” 

“Well, you moved on real quickly,” sniffed Marlow, looking Double Trouble up and down. 

“I mean, I could say the same to you,” Double Trouble said, looking at Devena. “Where are my manners? I’d like to introduce you all to Dr. Cainabeth Rot.” Their arm snaked behind her neck, fingertips dropping down to the treacherously low neckline of her dress. Cainabeth smiled, the wicked glint in her eye making Devena stiffen and Marlow take a step back. She pressed a kiss to Double Trouble’s jawline—which was off-script, but they’d absolutely take it. “Hi.” 

Awkward silence stretched between them, before Devena said, woodenly, “Um… maybe we should go.” 

“Oh, yeah, I’ll see you around!” Double Trouble said cheerfully. “It’s sure nice to see you, though. Just like that text you sent me. I hope we can still be friends, too!” They swept off with Cainabeth in tow, as they heard Marlow whisper behind them, “You broke up over text?” 

A safe distance away, Cainabeth grabbed Double Trouble’s wrist. “That was the most stressful experience of my fucking life.” 

“You were such a natural, though!” They lifted their hand to the heavens. “Such a convincing performance—anyone would have believed it.”

“What fucking performance? I just said ‘hi’.” 

“Acting is about more than just the lines, darling. It’s about your stage presence—your flow. That kiss was great improv.”

Cainabeth’s eyes slid to the side. “Sure. All a part of the show.” The two of them startled as Princess Frosta’s voice came over the speakers. “It is my solemn duty as hostess to now announce: It is time for the first dance of the ball.” Applause rose up around them as Princesses rushed to the dance floor. Double Trouble smiled and held out their hand. 

“Ugh, really? I can’t dance,” Cainabeth tried, but Double Trouble grabbed her hand anyway. 

“It’s not difficult, Cainey,” they teased. “Just follow my lead…” Cainabeth’s eyes were wide as she nodded. 

 “This is fun,” she said, quietly.

“Is it, darling?” Double Trouble smiled. “Thought you hated me.” 

“I still hate you. But… you’re my friend, I guess.” They were closer together now, faces inches away. Double Trouble could have licked her if they wanted to. 

“Not sure you understand what friendship is.” 

“I get it more than you do,” Cainabeth snarled. “You just sell yourself off to the highest bidder.” 

Double Trouble stopped in their tracks, but she was gone, sweeping off to the next dance partner. They were face-to-face with someone that had dark skin and shiny blue hair, who looked as if they wanted nothing to do with anybody at this party. That had to be Mermista, the Princess of Salineas. 

“Hey, darling,” Double Trouble said, smiling. 

“Oh my God, you too? Sea Hawk is enough. Uuuuuggghhhhh,” complained Mermista, her groan audible even as she pulled away. Double Trouble looked around, searching for Cainabeth in the crowd. Their next partner was short and pink, with two buns on the sides of their head. They smiled, cheerily, if a bit uneasy. Double Trouble lifted their partner up, straining with the effort—they were surprisingly heavy for their small size. Setting them down, Double Trouble quickly spun away, touching hands with Cainabeth again. 

“Hey, fucker,” the condor whispered, her voice husky, leaning in. The black leather of her glove pressed against Double Trouble’s bare waist.

“And here I thought you didn’t know how to dance.”

“Well, I may have picked up a few things.” Cainabeth spun Double Trouble around, then pulled them in close, their hips banging together. 

And then Cainabeth was holding them low in a dip. Her wings were spread out behind her, and her gloved hand was on the small of their back, pressing against the base of Double Trouble’s tail and pushing a hitch into their breath.  

“Maybe you have…” they said, breaking out into a wicked grin. Cainabeth lifted them up again, their faces close together. 

“Fuck this,” she whispered, pressing her lips to their cheek. “I wanna get out of here.”

“You and me both, darling,” they murmured, pushing their head against her neck and resting a hand on her chest. The two of them made their way to the edge of the dance floor, and Double Trouble held out their hand. Cainabeth grabbed the ring on their choker instead, prompting a giggle. 

Commotion on the far side of the dance floor made both of them look over. “Oh, looks like somebody did take advantage of the opportunity,” Double Trouble commented, examining their nails. 

“Fuck. Is it the Horde?” Cainabeth asked. 

“Looks like it.” Double Trouble gestured at the conflict—a blonde with a ponytail holding aloft someone who had cat ears. “Ugh, I really do not have time for all this nonsense.”

Cainabeth rolled her eyes. “For real. Come on, there’s way more fun things we could be looking at.” She rolled her eyes as the blonde was suddenly encased in magical ice. 

“I hereby revoke your invitation!” Frosta’s voice rang out, defiant.

“Ouch,” Double Trouble said, relish in their voice. “That’s really gotta hurt—“

They were cut off by the sound of explosions, and they reflexively ducked, shielding their head. Reaching under their skirt, they pulled out a dagger from their thigh holster. Beside them, Cainabeth’s eyes widened, wings immediately flaring out behind her. “What?!” The talons hidden in her gloves slid out with a click. 

“Okay, we really need to get out of here now—ugh!” Double Trouble grunted as they were shoved aside by panicked party guests. Cainabeth moved fast, grabbing them and shielding them with her wings. 

“Why the fuck do you have a knife? Weapons aren’t allowed in here!”

“Neither of us are supposed to be here either, and I think we have bigger problems!” 

Cainabeth nodded, her jaw set, and picked up Double Trouble easily. She got a running start, as she usually did when getting the two of them out of bad situations, and lifted off the ground, soaring under the high ceilings of the icy palace. 

In the air, Double Trouble caressed Cainabeth’s face. “Did you have fun?”

“I came here because of you, and you fucking lied to me about there being food, so I just stood around awkward and hungry and pretending I was your girlfriend to your stupid ex.” She paused for a little bit too long. “It was kinda fun fucking with you, though.”

A safe distance away from the palace, she landed, setting Double Trouble gently down. They winced at the even more frigid temperatures, and she wrapped her wings around them, trying to keep them warm. “It’s okay.” Her body was ridiculously hot where it touched theirs, and against their will, they pressed closer, against Cainabeth’s bare chest. “Okay, look, the hotel’s not far from here, and we’ll be on the transport back home first thing in the morning.”

She says home so easily. Like she’s planning on staying there forever, Double Trouble thought. “Oh, what would I ever do without you?” 

Cainabeth shrugged, simply, locking their arms together. “You’d probably survive. I don’t think anyone could kill you even if they tried really fucking hard. You’re like a cockroach.” 

“Aww! Does this mean you won’t try to kill and eat me? Just making sure on that front. Umm, do you want money? I can pay you—“

“You would taste fucking horrible!”

#selfship writing #minkfic #oc x canon #selfship #selfshipping #selfship community #selfshipper #oc selfship #self ship #f/o community #eeehhhh thats enough tags #idt many people are gonna see this anyway LOL #desert animals in the night

[teslacoils-and-hubris]

which is your most sillyguytm oc?

well, i generally characterize Doc as pretty Silly Goofy, like he's Very Smart and frankly very good at thinking on his feet but he's also just soooo silly :3 kinda guy who lays on his stomach with a face mask on kicking his feet back and forth while drawing hearts around his latest death ray blue print

buuut on the other hand, I have this other mad scientist who's sort of like. ok genre-wise Doc is more on the older kids cartoon rating wise? like you know how steven universe and amphibia and gravity falls had a Lot of actually really fucked up dark things happening Constantly but they weren't allowed to really get into it? Thats sort of where I place Doc. Like yeah he does fucked up experiments and grave robs and probably also kills people, but its fine as long as we only imply it/ treat it as a lighthearted joke.

Then this (unnamed cause im so fucking bad at names and i Cannot just name ANOTHER guy bug) other mad scientist is like. a shitty slasher from the slashers perspective. All the blood and gore is shown and IS shown to be hurting people, but you don't really care because its not about them (how the tf2 comics handle violence pretty much)

ANYWAYS this guy is my most sillyguy because i said so. He's wearing peoples guts as a scarf to try and impress you, she's tripping over puddles of blood and keeps almost saving it but still ends up face first in just so much blood. He's trying desperately to make a computer out of organic tissue. why? dunno. Her only friend is a robot he made to help out in the lab that is sentient and the robot fucking hates her guts. He programmed the robot. he HAS eaten human flesh before and is just soso weird about it, but also like. didn't really like the taste? like, he thinks she probably just did a bad job cooking it but it's too much hassle to get to try again soooo

#asks #my ocs #god i need to do more with this character i love him so much

[libelelle]

I love ur AU idea so much!!! Do u think u can teach me the ways of sonic fan art o wise one 🥹!

thank you!!! (!!)

boy i dont know if i should be pained that you asked this question ( I Am A Bad Teacher) or glad ( i actually have something to say)

so if you dont know, im a very new sonic fan. i've been drawing sonic stuff since august. Before this i had never drawn sonic before. like drew exclusively human people. this means that learning to draw sonic was a learning experience for me for sure.

so assuming you were asking for advice, im putting it all under a read more since it is a little longer than i intended. tee hee (also sorry if the advice is a little too basic! this is from when i first started drawing sonic stuff so)

now before i start like. i am not a professional by any means, i don't have the secrets of art, etc etc. you decide what you like in your art and my guidelines might not always apply to you, if at all. your art style is yours first, and you pick the rules.

alright! the first thing i had to figure out (and tbh still am) is proportions! having mostly drawn humans and having developed my entire art style around drawing people, sonic proportions threw me for a loop. i was almost. ALMOST tempted to try to adapt with what i already had.

the issue with that is that human proportions and sonic proportions are wildly different like. these are not compatible.

(also say hi to my oc! hi Eira!)

the proportions for sonic are, naturally, very cartoony. trying to give them more realistic proportions can make everything feel off and well... think about the og model for the sonic movie. overall when i draw sonic character (this varies!!) the head is either larger or equal to the torso. hand and feet are a oversized and eyes are. big. the short of this is study the proportions of a character! see how certain part of their body compare and don't be afraid to try a new style!

another thing i learned is for drawing their. uh. muzzles? face circles? idk. the part where their sily mouths and noses go. that part. the basic shape of them is like. an oval with three bumps on the top. like this:

when i first tried drawing sonic i noticed this right away and. stuck to it. too much. but it doesn't always look like that! there are a lot of things that can change its shape such as perspective, expression and, obviously, the character.

perspective can mess with how prominent those bumps are, as well as the shape of the oval, based on the angle.

expression will push and stretch this shape with the mouth (thinnk about how your cheeks move when you move your mouth!)

characters can have different shapes as well!! knuckles muzzle (the big bump) is more prominent when i draw him, because his snout is longer. i also draw tails with little sharper of a bump, not that its super noticeable

this is a super specific thing to talk about but im saying because it applies everywhere. nothing is going to be 100% static so have specific rules about how something looks isnt going to help you with drawinf the characters in new and dynamic poses. their eyes, bodies, ears, etc etc etc all move and are affected by movement. its a lot to think about at first, but work on understanding it all one at a time, then practice it in combo!

finally, since this is already so long, the tried and true and frankly mildly annoying piece of advice:

practice!! give yourself time to adapt to drawing the characters!! just by drawing them you'll see the way it looks evolve over time, from habit and from integrating new details and new ways of approaching it.

for reference, one of the earliest drawings of sonic in my sketchbook (Aug. 13) and one i did a few hours ago!

these were done ehhhhh 2 months ago????? has it been that much already?

point is: these are very different drawings, which comes from experience. i experimented a lot and also have years of drawing experience under my belt, so it came pretty quickly for me. its still not perfect, but via studying the characters (or spending all my time staring at silver idk its the same thing to me) and pulling at details from styles i like, i definitely have been and will continue to improve!

i hope this is helpful in some way, to how you draw the characters and how you approach art in general!! i also hope that this was clear enough guidance since it was just me talking about things i did for the entire time lmfao.

#aughhhh this took so long to make #anyways ive never done advice like this before so like idkkkk #i have a drawing of sonic in eiras proportions btw. it was #well it was weird i didnt add it because he scwares me : ( #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #ask #pepperpup111 #sonic artventure