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I’m Sewin’ Love With You Valentine <3
ANYWAY HAPPY LATE VALENTINE’S DAY FOR ALL YALL EDDIE GLUSKIN LOVERS!!!!
I’m somewhat late with this but pretend I’m not,,,, yeah,,,
𓆩𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱𓆪
🦇vampire!michael x fem!reader
🧛🏻 You work as a maid for Michael Jackson. After retiring from his music career he vanished from the public eye living hidden in the dark woods under the name "Maestro." Over time your maid role brought you closer to him and bit by bit you found yourself falling in love. However you soon uncovered the heartbreaking truth behind his decision to disappear from the world forever.
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2 | first day
May 10, 1997
It was your first day on a new job, and nerves were running high. To make things crazier, you had already met Janet and Michael Jackson and now you were working for them.
Yesterday felt like a surreal dream or a nightmare. Either way, you didn't want to relive it.
You had done the same thing you did yesterday, walking toward the woods but then you spotted a figure standing there.
Dressed all in black and impossible to identify, the figure instantly triggered your survival instincts.
Without thinking you turned and dashed back to the car.
Maybe this job wasn't worth it. Were you being pranked? Was working for the Jacksons even worth it anymore?
Breathless from your frantic escape, you wished you could just disappear and be back home.
Suddenly, you saw the black figure approaching fast and power walking with purpose.
This was it. Your time was up. You were sure you were about to be killed.
Your instincts took over again. You threw yourself back into the seat, closed your eyes, and pretended to be dead.
A minute later, you heard a knock on the window. Peeking through your eyelids, you saw Bill.
He didn't look happy, probably tired of your crap.
"How many times do we have to go through this girl?" His muffled voice came from the window.
You sighed, feeling embarrassed about your runaway and fake dead stunt.
Getting out of the car, you hesitated as Bill stared at you. You avoided his gaze, too humiliated to look at him.
"Can we just go?" you asked.
He chuckled. "So why did you run?"
"You were just standing there looking so creepy. Who wouldn't?" The two of you started walking toward the house.
"I apologize. But you're going to have to learn how not to be afraid anymore. But it's your first day, after all," he said.
You sighed, already messing up on your first day on the job.
"I get it. I'm just not used to being out here," you admitted.
"That's how it was for me, too. When Michael was young, I had to fight off his fans trying to grab him. Now, I don't have those worries anymore, but it still saddens me that Michael doesn't even want to see his fans," Bill added.
You absorbed his words thoughtfully. Michael had been a top-tier star. Why had he given it all up?
Finally, ya'll got to the house. Bill knocked on the door, and Janet opened it.
"You're late, but since it is your first day I'll let it slide," she said and you were hoping she didn't mean it in a rude way.
Bill waved her off and walked past her, and you followed.
"I've got your work uniform, all ironed and ready," Janet said, leading you inside.
She handed you the clothes and showed you where to change.
"There's a locker room in the basement where you'll store your things. But since you're new and maybe a little scared, I'll keep your belongings for now," Janet added.
You nodded slowly, though something about that didn’t sit right with you.
“I’ll come get you once you’re changed,” Janet said with a smile before walking off.
The moment she disappeared, the hallway felt quiet
You looked down at the uniform in your hands and it was black of course.
Swallowing your unease, you made your way down toward the basement.
Each step creaked softly beneath your feet as the air grew colder.
Why was it colder?
When you reached the locker room, you pushed the door open carefully.
Inside, a few women were already there dressed in the same uniform and they all turned to look at you at the exact same time. Your stomach dropped.
“…Hi,” you said awkwardly.
One of them smiled, but it didn’t feel like a genuine one.
“Are you the new girl?,” she said.
“Yeah,” you replied, clutching the clothes slightly. “First day.”
Another girl tilted her head, studying you. “He let you come back?”
“…Yeah?” you said, unsure.
The women exchanged glances.
The first girl stepped closer. “What’s your name?”
You told her.
She nodded slowly. “I’m Lila. That’s Maren… and Tasha.”
They each gave small nods, but none of them looked like ordinary people.
They looked like they were tired in a way sleep couldn’t even fix.
“You’ll learn the routine quickly,” Lila said. “Just follow the rules.”
“Yeah, I saw those,” you muttered. “They’re kinda… weird.”
That got you a quiet laugh from Tasha.
“Weird,” she repeated under her breath.
Maren stepped closer suddenly, her voice dropping. “Just to let you know, you should never stay out past sunset.”
Your heart skipped. “Why?”
“You’ll be fine,” Lila said quickly, her tone changing. “Just don’t be asking too many questions.”
That definitely did not make you feel any better.
☠︎
After changing, you followed the others upstairs, your nerves sitting heavy in your chest.
Janet met you halfway, clapping her hands lightly. “Perfect timing.”
She began assigning tasks, pairing you with Lila.
“Stick with her today,” Janet said. “She’ll show you everything.”
You nodded, grateful you wouldn’t be alone, though something about Lila still made you feel uneasy.
As you walked down another hallway, you leaned closer to her.
“Okay… be honest,” you whispered. “What’s going on in this place?”
Lila didn’t answer right away.
She just kept walking.
“Lila?”
She glanced at you. You swore her eyes looked darker than before.
“You’ll understand soon,” she said quietly.
That was NOT reassuring.
☠︎
Hours passed strangely and you cleaned rooms that looked untouched.
Hallways that felt endless and the entire time You felt like you were being watched by someone.
It wasn’t until you were alone wiping down a long mirror in one of the upper rooms that you felt it again.
You didn’t want to turn around but you did. And there Michael was standing in the doorway watching you silently.
Your heart slammed against your ribs.
“I—” you started, but your voice caught.
He stepped closer.
“You came back,” he said softly.
Your breath hitched. “I… yeah. I need the job.”
His head tilted slightly, like he was studying you again.
“Oh really?,” he said, his voice lowering with suspicion.
You didn’t answer because you didn’t even know what to say anymore. A faint smile appeared on his lips.
Just as suddenly as he appeared he had stepped back.
“Be careful,” he said quietly.
And then he was gone.
☠︎
By the time your shift ended, your nerves were completely shot.
You didn’t even say much on your way out, just muttered quick goodbyes and practically rushed back to your car.
Once inside, you locked the doors immediately.
“What the fuck is wrong with that place?” you whispered.
The drive home felt longer than it should have.
Your mind replayed everything and by the time you got home, the sky had already started to darken.
You stepped inside quickly, locking the door behind you.
You leaned against the door, exhaling shakily.
“This is fucking insane,” you muttered.
You walked to your room, sitting on the edge of your bed, staring at nothing.
“Do I go back tomorrow…” you whispered.
Your stomach twisted and something deep down told you that If you did, there might not be a turning back.
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got really into CoD, here’s my drawing of Ghost….
Ghost Girl — Alex Wright x Reader
Warnings: Blood, death, injury description
Not the best thing ever it’s 3 am and i just wanted to write something for him, also replaced Jen with the reader, sorry my princess i still love you 🙏🏻 let’s just pretend she gets to live a happy life !!
HOW DO TOU DRAW. LIEK. UM. UTS HUST SO YUMMY LOOKING?? HOW DO TOU DO BODIES?? ABD FACES??? HELP ITS SO HARD FOR ME
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Well my artstyle it's simple really, heavily inspired by cartoons, especially this guys
They helped me to capture the most important features on faces (nose, face structure and hair, don't care a lot about eyes in this style, i usually just do dots. They do carry lots of expression, same with the mouth). It's the thing that makes the character recognizable, so it's just doing it over and over again, till you can see the escense ¿¿ of the character (my school books are filled with faces)
I use lots of references for dynamic poses, some examples of how they turn out
sketches (i don't have a lot 😿)
idk if you can see it, but i usually use boxes for the torso and like, smooth lines for the limbs, if i want to do realistics arms and legs i just look for references bc anatomy?? Never heard of it
Ps: LOTSSS of circles, round lines, it usually depends on the character (ex. For foreman i use squares) but for bodies i use CIRCLES
Now hands
i think this explains how i do it. Heavily inspired in TAWOG, SU, and other cartoons since that's all i watch
I also use my hands as reference, since i have really thin fingers and wrists, and check if it's possible and anatomically correct
Conclusion: cartoons...
Shitty homestuck troll lineup