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#im really sorry :(
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Sorry I can't make a post of the comic today, I felt a bit sick today
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jazzkolart · 4 months
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This was basically his companion mission, right?
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madqueenmomo · 5 months
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Hiya folks. Todays the ffxiv hair contest winers were announced and of of the styles I made won.
The one who will be implimented in game will be Natural curls.
These were made with my friends in mind (because I love them and they deserve more actual natural curls) while taking into consideration the lack of curly hair, the textures I know they would be able to make and how it would look like on non poc wols
The winning hair
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This was the first and more simple one I made. I started out with the base shape then painted it over with a natural curl hair brush.
I wanted to make a texture I felt i’ve seen the devs make in Highlander/Midlander hair but no where else.
I simplified it for the quickly drawn examples … I have a feeling the end product might be closer to those instead of the more curly version. Here is to hoping no.
The ones I made but did not win, so wont get in game
The curly swoop
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This one was actually requested by one of my friends.
She wanted me to try a hair still she wanted to have in real life. Due to the reasons stated on top, i had to loosen up the curls of the swoop to make it work with what i knew was a texture they could pull off and also work with non poc characters.
Old school ponytail
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This one was inspired by nostalgia from when I was in grade school.
I remembered those hail tie balls so well and associated them with fond memories.
Sadly I didn’t think i could do my original idea of the thick cute braids i associated these with in a way that the game would make it not look racist/work with non poc characters so I focused on just the curls. It ended up reminding me of Terra from FF6 but more curly.
In the end. I’m glad Natural curls won. I really hope they get the texture right and curly.
I still feel awkward cause i’m white woman who submitted these. But I did them with love and support for my friends and to yell at SE to add more poc hair (wich i saw a shorter dreads hair and also a really elegant brais with poofy curls won so i guess my plan worked?)
I just hope this will make them make more hair with poc in mind so the players can eat well.
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ateriblewriter · 2 months
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Butterflies (t.z)
Continuation of I’m Here
TRIGGERS: self harm, self worth, hinting at other things (if you or anyone ever needs help please do reach out)
a/n: sorry this a year late. but here it is! read with caution.
Enjoy?
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"Do you have any sharpies? Or a permanent marker or something like that?" Trevor untangled himself from around your body when he felt the time was right. He didn't wait for your answer before he started to rummage through the drawers of junk that were in the kitchen.
Trevor wasn't about to act like he all the answers in world or like he was going to be the one to fix you. Because in reality that would be impossible, you needed someone trained in that field to help you long term. But that didn't mean that he couldn't help in the moment or at least try.
And he had an idea, something that he had seen when he was younger. A reminder for when your feelings got a little too big for you to handle by yourself. It also a place holder until he was able to help you find the correct help you needed. Because he wasn't going to leave you alone to deal with this on your own.
"Um. I think there might be one in the cup next to the sink." You mumble trying to remember where they were. You knew you had some. "Or else it's in with my art supplies. I don't know. I'm sorry."
"Hey now. There is nothing to be sorry about y/n." Trevor carried you over to your couch and making his way to your art corner to start scrounging around for that marker.
It took him a minute to find your collection, it turned out they were with the art supplies that hadn't been touched in months. He picked out two colors, purple and blue, your favorite color along with one of his.
Returning to where he had left you, he made himself comfortable. He snagged a blanket from the bin and laid it across the both of you. Trevor wasn't
"Give me your arm" He said, not asking. You didn't have the strength to question what his motives were, so you presented him with your wrist full of healing scars. He grimmaced seeing them, wondering how long this had been going on and why he didn't notice earlier.
Trevor took the purple marker starting to draw something. He started off with the body, adding some sort of antenna to what was supposed to be it head. He then took the blue marker and made wings on either side of its body.
"A butterfly?" You question rubbing and tracing over the temporary tattoo with the tip of your finger.
Your friend nodded and explained the simple rules: you want the butterfly to live by letting it fade naturally and reapplying it when you feel that certain urge. Oh and if you do act on those urges the butterfly dies.
You could do that. Or at least try. It seemed easy enough.
"You think she's gonna like it?" Trevor asked peeling off the bandage that once covered his newly acquired tattoo that laid on his right shoulder. He was looking to get something new to add to his collection of art in his body and he chose a butterfly design.
"A butterfly?" Mason scratched his head. He was a little unimpressed and a bit confused. But that's because he didn't know the significance of the creature. "I don't know man, it just seems kind of-"
"Perfect, right?" Trevor finished his sentence. He had grabbed a warm wash cloth to clean the remaining goop off.
"I was gonna say weird. But whatever floats your boat." The younger man shrugged. He didn't care what Trevor decided to put on his body.
Trevor groaned, quickly finishing up his tattoo care so they could go meet up with you. You would like the new ink, he was pretty positive of it. He just needed to show it to you know.
You weren't paying attention to what you were doing. Sometimes you do things and it just sort of happens and you don't really remember it. It was almost like you were in some sort of trance. A trance that had you acting upon some of those heavy feelings that had been plaguing you lately.
"Shit" You mumbled when you heard the knocking on the door. You had completely forgotten that Trevor and Mason were coming over. There was a fresh mark on your arm that you needed to take care of.
You hurried to the bathroom in search of some sort of bandage for your arm. Maybe you could play it off as an accident. You didn't need to tell Trevor what had happened. It would be fine right? Oh god you hoped Trevor wouldn't notice.
You just found a bandage, when you spotted the butterfly you had just drawn on your arm the day before. You panic a little, the drawing didn't have a purpose anymore and had to go. You drop the band-aid to reach for a nail scrubber and start to get rid of the butterfly.
"Come on, Y/n, open the door!" Trevor banged on the door again.
"You think she forgot?" Mason crossed his arms. It wouldn't be the first time it slipped her mind that they were supposed to hang.
"No we were talking about it earlier. I highly doubt she forgot so soon." Trevor frowned unsure what to do. Should he wait for you, maybe you were still getting ready. But he had a sinking suspicion that wasn't the case.
Trevor fished the key you had given him out of his pocket and opened the door. He suggested Mason stay there. Mason had no idea what Trevor had walked into last time something like this had happened, so he agreed to stay put.
Cautiously he entered your apartment and started to look around for you. He found you in the bathroom scrubbing away. He notice the red on your arm and put two and two together.
"Hey, Y/n?" He called out. He wasn't fully sure if you had completely heard him so he tried reaching you again. "Can you hear me?"
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry" You continue what you were doing.
"Hey. Listen to me. You're okay. It happens. I'm not mad." Trevor wanted to grab onto your wrists to get you to stop scrubbing at the butterfly that had already been cleanly washed off, but you swore you could still see a piece of it. Instead he grabbed onto your shoulders and turned you to face him so wrap his arms around you and pull you in close. "It's okay. Wanna draw a new one?"
Let me know what you think! Anything is appreciated!
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atsuusaan · 24 days
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TW: drawn man😱
DAVE’S PANTS ALSO SELLS FOR PEACE sorry Dave :(
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it’s my autumn sketch whadaya think guys
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sunflowersinheaven · 7 days
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Hi everyone, probably some of you noticed that im back. This was a very random decision i made yesterday, i actually didnt plan to come back for another 1-2 months. Thank you for the lovely tags on my latest post, it means a lot, and it made me really happy to read them and see people missed me 🧡 I missed you all too! I love this fandom and all the random people i got to know (even if we never talked, i see you all in my notifs).
The past few months, has been really hard time for me, and i have been struggling with my depression a lot. I pushed many people away, including the most important person in my life. I felt isolating myself would help to "fix" myself, but actually it just made everything worse. All the people that i hurt in the past few months, all the people whose message i ignored, all the people who were worried about me , im really sorry. I realised, lot of things that made me happy, i stopped doing, including posting here. Im not fully ready to be active as i was before, and im also really busy with uni (if you are a building services engineer reading this, please dm me, because welp), but i really want to get back into this, because this fandom really made my past few years and life better, and i will be forever thank you for that. Your support means a lot to me.
Im looking forward to be part of the codywan and star wars fandom again, and thank you all 🧡
(if you are a hater reading this, and want to send me an anon hate, please dont send me "kys" ones, i got a lot of it in the past, and while it didnt bother me as much, im not sure i can handle those kind of anons anymore. I dont want to turn off anon asks, but if it happens, i will)
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nanuuiy · 9 months
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🦇⚡♥️
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ver0nica985 · 2 months
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Me when Chris McLean
👁️👁️
roles reversed
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williamapologist · 2 years
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*stuffy british accent* Stanley, its morbin time.
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sergkonch · 4 months
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Sorry not sorry...
I needed this
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n3bismel · 3 months
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i've kinda learned how to create the star light flare effect (??) and now im just using it everywhere 🤣
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nelander145 · 19 days
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I FORGOT I HAVE A TUMBLR SRRY GUYS UHHHH
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I HAVE BEATLES THINGS Y WANNA LOOK??
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miss-stereo · 5 months
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I know it's been days since Wish was released, but I finally watched it and...
I still think Enchanted (2007) is the Disney movie that celebrates the classics while bringing an original story to all audiences.
It has romance, music by Alan Menken, 2D animation, a cool villain, and a amazing cast!
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ateriblewriter · 1 year
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I’m Here (t.z)
a/n: i’m having big feelings tonight. and yeah. im really sorry for this. most of this is under a read more for a reason that will become very clear. please be careful. It might not be for you. im sorry.
TRIGGERS: self harm, self worth, hinting at other things (if you or anyone ever needs help please do reach out)
enjoy?
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You woke up to the phone ringing, the paper you had gotten for your report sat on the table in front of you blank. When did you fall asleep? You don’t remember doing that.  You needed to keep up on your work, you couldn’t let yourself fall anymore behind than you already were.
Your phone going through its ringing cycle broke you out of your trance once again. You had a feeling you knew who it was. Trevor had started to call you a couple times a day once you stopped showing up at the usual hangout spot. You ignored every single phone call. Maybe if you ignored him, he would forget about you. Like he should. You were not a good person.
You felt terrible about doing that. You couldn’t let him know what the problem was. You didn’t want to be the monster that wiped the smile off his face. It would have killed you even more to see that happen and be the one to have done that. No, it was better to ignore the problem and leave him be.
Half an hour after the phone rang there was a sharp knock at the door. You could only imagine who it was. He shouldn’t be here.
“Open up Y/N.” Trevor knocked frantically. “Come one. I know you’re home. Just come to the door. Please.”
“Go away, Z .” You quietly mumbled walking up to the door. You knew you were a bother to him, just a worthless bother. A monster some would say.
“If I go away, I’m only going to come back with reinforcements and I don’t think you want them knocking at your door.” He was right. You didn’t want Jamie or any of the others tearing down the gateway to your home. It would be too much for you and you knew you would do something even more drastic than you already have.
You rolled down the sleeves of your sweater to cover the fresh scars that adorned your wrists. You didn’t want him to see the extent of your punishments. You needed everything to seem like it was fine. Maybe then he could go back to not checking in on you. Taking a deep breath you opened the door.
“Fuck.” The way you looked worried Trevor. He knew your inner demons could sometimes come out to haunt you over the little imperfections you made in life. He wasn’t expecting this. You had changed, and it scared the shit out of him. Gone was your beautiful smile and bright eyes, only to be replaced with pale tear stained cheeks, dark rings around your eyes, and an unkept mop of hair that looked nowhere near its usual lush perfection. It frightened him seeing how dead inside you looked.
The unease in his voice hit you. You were making him feel like that. That was the monster in you. Something you couldn’t contain. You couldn’t stand to see him anymore. You fucked everything up by being yourself, your stupid worthless self.
“What happened?” You just stared at him. Your voice failed you at that moment. You wanted to tell him to go away and leave you alone. But the words weren’t there. “Y/N. Please talk to me.” he pleaded urgently.
“You shouldn’t be here Z. I’m not worth it.” Tears started to slide down your face. He couldn’t be here. He needed to leave. Now.
“Y/N don’t say that. Please don’t ever say that.”
You didn’t answer as the door swung open and his hand reached for your wrist. You tried not to wince at the contact. Trevor noticed this. Shoving the sleeve of your sweater up, he saw them. The marks you had made.
“What have you done?” He mumbled panic and fear making their way to his face and voice. That hurt even more. You did that. How could you do that? Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. You slumped to the ground into a sobbing ball.
“Hey. No no no no. It’s okay. shh. It's okay. It’ll be alright” he sunk to the ground and held you in his arms. “I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Leave me.” You murmured quietly. “Please just let me go. Leave me be. I’m not worth the pain. I’m a horrendous monster that doesn’t deserve to be here.”
Trevor didn’t know what to say. This time his words failed him. He just wants you to be okay. He needed you to be okay. But all he could do was sit there and hold onto you as you told him what a waste of space you were.
Once again really sorry. I was feeling some big feelings.
Please let me know what y’all think. Let me know your thoughts, comments, and complaints!
Please vote if you want this story to possibly continue and how
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im-bored-so-i-draw · 2 months
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redrawing old design (again)
clear version under
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hogwild-ramgirl · 9 months
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