Hunter Akuma @hunter-akuma - Tumblr Blog

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holy gods I actually got into my old tumblr!!!

I had been logged out for an long ass time, and thought it'd been deleted 😅 I guess it wasn't?

#art #Illustration #doodle #OC #original character

#watercolor #digital art #illustration #anime boy #pojke

#digital art #watercolor #illustration #chibi #alexanderxhunter

#maneter

Sick

#digital art #junjou romantica #yaoi

bamsara

Could you do a short tutorial on how you get the rim around your words, please? Where it's one colour running around the edges of the letters and another on the inside. I can't work out how to do it. .-.

This will selected anything that’s drawn in that layer, and leave unoccupied spaces unselected.

Every time you hit ‘Increment’, the outline of what’s selected expands by a tiny bit. Just it it several times until you’re satisfied with how thick or thin the outside will be.

Add a new layer (you won’t lose your selection by switching layers) and put it UNDERNEATH the main one.

Go to the ‘Layer’ tab, and hit ‘Fill’, and it will fill the area you have selected with whatever color you have on your pen already.

Tada

To get a second outline, just repeat the previous steps and go as far as you like~

I'm gonna steal these she isn't going to get them back 😂😂😂

#undertale #papyrus #skeleton #digital art #art

ancientastronauttheoristssuggest

Don’t imagine Chris and wendigo!Josh at the age of seventy. Chris is a little stiff getting around sure but Josh is just as spry as a 30 year old (and looks it too–thanks, slow-aging wendigo!) and he’s always teasing his bro about keeping up.

Don’t image Chris starting to forget his own medication so Josh has twenty meticulous alarms and a special place to stash them so Chris can’t take the wrong dose by accident. Taking care of Chris the way he was taken care of after…well, everything.

Don’t imagine wendigo!Josh being expertly attuned to Chris’s sleep apnea so everyone he stops breathing it doesn’t matter how deep Josh is sleeping he always wakes up to make sure he starts breathing again. Chris is entirely too stubborn to wear the machine to bed–he doesn’t want to keep his husband up.

Don’t imagine Josh’s awesome wendigo reflexes keeping Chris from falling on more than one occasion.

Don’t imagine Chris becoming more affectionate as the day wears on telling Josh how much he loves him and how happy he’s been.

Don’t imagine that when they go to bed that night they kiss more than usual and hold each other closer.

And when Chris stops breathing that night Josh kisses him one final time a single tear splashing onto the tip of his ridiculously large nose. “I love you, Cochise.”

Don’t imagine Josh taking Chris back to the mountain burying him deep within the snow. Don’t imagine the legends that spring forth of a vengeful creature keeping watch over a certain part of the mountain. Of the sorrow and sadness that permeate the air.

Until one dawn many years later there’s suddenly two graves at the top of the mountain.