this is the thing you keep asking to third btw 💔
(yeah i drew her on my art sketchbook YES im drawyinf stinkeri files characyers on my art sketchbook NO im not doing swag)
God onr cha bce
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this is the thing you keep asking to third btw 💔
(yeah i drew her on my art sketchbook YES im drawyinf stinkeri files characyers on my art sketchbook NO im not doing swag)
God onr cha bce
grace is my pathfinder girlie who sucks and im obsessed with her badly. she's got a heart made of cobwebs and limestone but she wants to be someone that's better than that. she's punished for every decision no matter what and everyone hates her. every sunday i hold out my hands and i say "please I want more misery" and my GM/gf says "would you like that as flaggelation or humiliation" and before I answer she says "psych. here's both. also god's in your pocket and she hates you too"
JARVIS
FOSSILCLEANING MUNCHER
got any nicknames? just for somethin random gehehehe
sometimes im called jarvy by whoever’s seducing me into making them free art
soupy calls me jarvo
sometimes i just get jar
i mean there’s a bunch of spins on this name yknow ✌️🌹 jarminieo 🌹 jarvaquiosus 🌹 jarvin marvin 🌹 jarjar 🌹 yeah
playing minecraft while my mom yabbers about something something cheating woman
If you can’t be gracious, be silent. -- Michael Lipsey
@awkwardcourage || shared desires || oh my my!
[ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 ] : sender is asking if they can touch receiver sexually.
fingers push through cropped dark strands of hair made cool to the touch from the cheap air conditioning unit mounted on the window. curtains partially opened from across the room allow the blinking "vacancy" sign to illuminate the wall--red--dark wallpaper--red--dark wallpaper. a steady pulse point that thrums nonstop in the background bleeding in with the old black and white night of the living dead playing on a tube television with rabbit ears and dreams of better cable. the sound's off. they never got far enough to find the taped together remote. dean only flicked it on for light when they first entered.
a 20watt bulb attached to a fixture that's part of an outdated bedframe and their late 80's, maybe early 90's, decor are all they got to see. but it's enough that when dean pulls back and looks into the set of lidded, darkened blue eyes? his head spins from the realization that he's made him look like that. their mouths meet. dean kisses him like it's the last chance he'll ever have on earth to try. lips nudge lips open. his tongue slips inside the warmth of hughie's mouth. tasting. he moans. a rush of warm escapes through his nose. brushes over hughie's cheeks.
teeth gently pluck at a bottom lip before dean releases it and pulls back. a shuddering breath keeps his lips open until they land upon the other's throat. kissing, nuzzling. a ragged breath as he falls apart when he feels hands upon his sides. hughie's fingers move towards his belt, pause and curl there. his own fingers flex inside those strands of hair that feel so fucking good to the touch. dare they tremble when his right hand moves to caress down a long neck? yes. he hears the question. 'can i touch you,' near the shell of his ear. dean groans in response. feels himself stiffen at the mere thought.
"please...," is his wobbly voiced response. "please.." repeated a bit more steadily. but not by much. he's all want and coiled nerve endings. blissfully floating from one sensation coiling through him to another.
OMG!! THE MOMENT HE SAID "Take care of the child." I KNEW WHAT HE WAS GOING TO DO!!!! I felt like 'Don't you fucking dare!!!!'
ME TOO I WAS LIKE “oh boy here we go again” 😭 I knew nothing was gonna happen to him but I was like. Sir.
Don’t mind me! This is just a comparison between two of my princess tutu pieces cause I’ve got some reminiscing and pontificating in my system. ^.^
So, like.... 5 years later, it is done!
First of all, the redraw was actually prompted by someone noticing that the water level on Duck’s leg was higher than it should have been. I can’t find their tag, so this’ll have to be unsourced, but... thank you to that person!
Overall, it didn’t shift too much, but one major change was the placement of the camera. Instead of the viewpoint being from a higher perspective, it’s now right at the level of Duck and Fakir’s faces. I think it gives a better perspective “equality” so I could capture both of their expressions to the same degree.
The water is also directly lined up with the view so I didn’t need to worry about doing(ignoring) the distortion that comes with viewing a thing from a wobbley water surface. Also it creates a cleaner line between Duck and Fakir. (A better separator of their worlds)
I feel that the second has much better details, but a couple things the first one did better would be, 1. Clearer poses. With extended limbs Duck in the first one strikes a better silhouette, and the perspective seems to be a more flattering angle for Fakir. 2. the lighter colors of Fakir which make it easier to see the details which are more obscured in the darker colors of the second picture.
I like the softer look of Duck in the second one (she looks happier to me). Duck in the first looks more like she’s asleep, and the face is a little funny because I was trying to wrench the perspective of it more to the viewer, (even though the “camera” should be looking almost at the back of her head.)
The black lines also stand out harsher on Duck1, so changing the lines from black to a brown on the skin reeeeeeaaally helped for a softer look.
Again, I like the expression better in the second vs the first. The details of the hair are a bit lost, and birthmark/ muscles don’t get to be as prominent in the softer lines and watery shading buuuuut.... like, now you can see the gills on the torso n stuff!
I drew each of the scales in the first drawing. I think it looks nice, but it took so long, and I admit I was panicking a little when I unintentionally started making the scales get smaller as I went along (yes, that was an accident) I used the spray tool for the second piece which took a LOT less time, I could also use it for an iridescent affect
I think.... if I were to redo the picture I would highlight the lines on the second piece in green to make them standout more.
Finally, (kinda my favorite part) is the hands reaching out of the water.
Originally, Duck and Fakir were going to mirror each other. gently reaching, almost touching, and creating ripples on the water surface. Emphasizing the water as a barrier between the two, with minimal breaching by Duck with her foot and hair. I felt it created a very bittersweet scene.
As I started the second piece I couldn’t get that positioning quite right. it continued to not look right until I drew them caressing each other's face (Which I kinda got mad about, cause Dang it Fakir! Now people can’t see Duck’s cute little elf ears!) Suddenly something in the mood has changed. They’re no longer completely separated by the surface of the water, and suddenly it’s much more hopeful. ^.^
Day 142
“Hey, I accidentally knocked my toothbrush into the garbage can this morning so I used yours. Hope you don’t mind!”
She blinked, processing the information he had just given her. They are married. They sleep beside each other every night, they share drinks and food, and for goodness sakes, their tongues find their ways into each other’s mouths (not to mention elsewhere) on a regular basis. But… he used her toothbrush!