Jan 7, 2025
I haven't been drawing a lot lately but here's some humanoid practice! If anyone has any tips or tricks, please don't be afraid to tell me! Anyways here's a Viktor sketch because he's awesome
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I haven't been drawing a lot lately but here's some humanoid practice! If anyone has any tips or tricks, please don't be afraid to tell me! Anyways here's a Viktor sketch because he's awesome
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what do you think would make this look good T_T
okkk waitttt is this anything i typed it up real quick and i am still sleep deprived so y'all tell me
Butterfly pt 3 I'd escaped, or so i hoped knowing that the longing would still be there knowing i'd only end up right back in your unforgiving jaw that you'd only capture me yet again after all that's happened you'd think i'd leave that i'd be older and wiser that i'd finally give up the addicting drug the dopamine that never stays though you rip open my wings i always come back believing i had a choice again and again and again caught in the jaws of the venus flytrap
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I drew this before I went to an anime convention. I always loved looking at cosplays in such beautiful backgrounds!
Anyways, I have always wanted to create a cosplay mashup of Miss X and Queen Elsa herself. Sure, Kula Diamond has ice powers and a cold personality in the NESTS saga, but to me, she gives out Anna vibes. They are both cheerful, childlike, warm, and socially awkward due to circumstances. It also helps that Kula has reddish hair when her powers are not activated.
At the meantime, I dressed up Miss X as Queen Elsa because of their angst when it comes to their powers. Especially when you consider the fact that Iori Yagami has the Orochi curse. It also does not help that this song, Yuuhi to Tsuki, gives out Iori's perspective. Nor does it help that in the KOF:Kyo manga, Iori is hinted to be ab/sed.
I also wanted to give the outfit a little twist to fit Miss X.
(Link here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TewxqaL1bcA)
Meanwhile, I made Kyo Kusanagi Hans as a joke. That, and Iori and Kyo are rivals except Kyo does not want to k/ll Iori.
Be on the lookout for more anime convention-based fan artwork!
P.S. You are free to mod and cosplay this fanart with credit!
i think i want to try out writing criminal minds blurbs and see how it goes from thereâŚ
depending on everyones thoughts on this current concept iâve had in mind (ib photo above) i will decide whether iâll write it or notâŚ
concept â reader and spencer wear converse everyday and anywhere- so itâs no surprise when they donât go out of their way to change their footwear on their wedding day
@reidslibrarybook @reidsacademia @meganskane @boldlyvoid @lil-stark @taiposting @spookyspence @generouslyuniquewriter -> youâre all talented would u mind giving me some constructive criticism- if there needs to be any and just your thoughts on this concept (ik itâs simple but want to start out easy)⌠donât feel obligated to do this if youâre not up to it !!
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I wrote a poem called My Hammer
I was born with a hammer, tightly held in my tiny baby fists For many years I wondered what it was for I was far too small to wield it for anything useful, and each time I swung it at a lamp I was scolded For years I dragged my hammer along everywhere I went Eventually, I realized my hammer was fun to play with I'd gather my friends at recess and spin around with it, knocking people over as I went When the people I hit with my hammer left, I didn't know why My hammer was fun to play with for me, so if they didn't like it maybe it was for the best that they left Thats what I told myself, anyways Over the years, I made new friends After a while I stopped playing with my hammer at recess, and I kept it in my backpack during class It was until my friend tried to kill themselves That I realized what my hammer was for A hammers purpose is to fix things and my friend needed a few nails to keep them from crumbling My hammer was the tool I was given to help others My hammer was very useful as I grew up People would come to me for repairs Some nails, glue and duct tape to hold them together as I got older, my hammer got heavier It dragged behind me as I walked and if I wasn't careful it would break things Still, people came to me for repairs They knew I was safe, and that I'd help them I had to. In time my hammer was too heavy to move It took so much effort to drag it out of bed with me that I started wondering if it was worth it The hammer, that I had decided was a curse, wouldn't leave I tried to hide it, throw it off cliffs and leave it in fields It always came back. I stopped doing repairs, packed away my duct tape and glue My parents were worried that I was sick Other than my hammer, I was fine But my hammer was my problem, and I had to deal with it My mother suggested that I try sharing it Break it into smaller pieces and hand them away So, later that night, I took a chisel to my hammer and broke off a corner I gave it to one of my friends, and they stopped needing me for repairs I broke more chunks and gave them to more people each stopped needing my nails and duct tape and glue. Finally, I gave the last piece to my mother My hammer was a hammer no longer, now only a handle A reminder of my purpose, gone It was lighter, though I could do anything, just as easily as before Without the weight of my hammer behind me but with the absence, I realized Now that people don't need me for repairs, They don't need me at all. I stopped responding to messages I decided that if people didn't need me They wouldn't want me either It stayed that way for a few weeks I came to terms with it and accepted it Later that week however, my friend stopped me in the hall They gave me the piece of my hammer and told me that they needed repairs one by one each person who had part of my hammer followed suit No matter how hard they tried, the hammer only hurt them Their nails bent, their glue never dried and their tape didn't stick I had my purpose back My hammer was as heavy as ever, but I was needed That in itself was all I needed I needed My hammer
A Rude Awakening
It wasnât supposed to be like this.
 That was the only thing going through their head as Darrien backed away from what was left of the old manâs corpse, the strong smell and taste of iron almost made the fledgling vampire throw up, they pushed it back down, not wanting to see what was in their stomach.
 Just imagine that you bit your tongue a little too hard. They thought as they lifted themselves up. âWhat happened? Why am I here? The last thing I remember wa- NoâŚnononononono.â They panicked as they remembered the vampires attacking their family, the smell of smoke and blood and the hungry blood red eyes that restrained them as they drowned in pain. âThe bastards turned me into one of them. What do I do, what do I do? What would my books say? Thatâs right! I read a book or two with vampires!â They said to themselves as they held on to a tree branch so they donât fall over, yelping as the branch crumbled in their grip. âWhat the-â They said as they spit dirt out of their mouths. âVampires have super strength.â They mumbled as they stood up. As they tried to remember vampirism symptoms as they finally took in their surroundings.
 Looks like Iâm in a clearing of a forest. The vampire noticed as they observed the trees around them, eyes widening in shock as they noticed how damaged the trees around them were damaged like a beast tore through the clearing, they then noticed the blood on the ground near the trees and as their eyes followed the trail they made the made the mistake of looking at the corpse, throwing their little composure into the air. The vampireâs legs gave out as they fell to their knees on the floor, tears streaming from their eyes as Darrien started breathing too quickly to be safe as they stared at the old man that had been killed. By me. They thought as it finally sunk in. âThe monster that destroyed this area was me⌠Iâm a vampire now, thisâll happen for as long as Iâm alive, people will die just from being near me. Vampire donât die naturally though. What did I do to deserve this?â They said to no one as they looked at the corpse, unable to tear their eyes away. After what felt like an eternity, they turned away from the corpse and ran as fast as physically possible for them now.
 Donât think about how youâre running faster than a dog. Donât think at all, just run, run until you collapse, then youâll think. They thought as the world blurred past him, avoiding trees and rocks as they overexerted themselves and finally crumpled to the floor, heart pounding and ears ringing as they felt their lungs burning. Darrien could see the edge of the forest from this new location. How did I get to that place though, how long is this gap in my memory from the attack? They wondered as they tried to even out their breathing in an attempt to calm down to think.
 âIâm a vampire. Iâll have to deal with it while I try to go back to the farm, someone has to know what happened better than me, but first Iâm going to rest here a bit and try not to panic.â They said as they started panicking.
The First Drop Is the Worst (Part 1)
  Private Yang jolted as the skyranger slowed for descent. They said the first drop was always the worst, and he believed them.  He had only been with XCOM two weeks, but he had seen more than enough operatives come back in pieces, body bags, or not at all.  Service in the Peopleâs Liberation Army hadnât prepared him for the horrors of fighting ALIENS of all things.
  âYou good?â Inquired a voice beside him.  Lance Corporal Travis was leading their squad, mostly due to experience more so than rank.  Sargent Dugan had taken a shot on the OP before this.
  âYesâŚsirâ he answered with a pause.  Yang wasnât sure how he felt working with an American, and less inclined to take orders from one. But when itâs that or get shot, you make do.
  âRight. Most of you know the drill, but hereâs a quick brief. Drop sight is in a smaller town outside Munich, Germany. Place called Dachau.  Local air forces have forced the UFO to pull off their mission, but they left some straggler.  We find emâ, kill emâ, take their stuff. Any questions?
  âAbout how many X-rays are we expecting?â Asked a larger Hispanic man from the back.  Reyes, the squad gunner, was a known kill counter who had taken to notching his armor. He already had four stripesâŚ
  âEnough for each of you.  OPS says no more than a dozen. We will see how well they counted this time.â
  âTwo for each of us then, unless somebody screws the pooch.â Reyes glanced at Yang, âDonât lose your nerve, rookie.â
  âEase up on the man, Reyes.  You nearly shat yourself the first dropâ Snapped a voice in Yangâs defense. A dark-skinned woman with a red cross on her armor was glaring at Reyes. Yang struggled to remember her name⌠Dahlia?
  âStrike three touching down in one mike.  Lock and load!â came over the intercom, and the team started finishing their combat prep. The sounds of firearms being racked and straps tightening still seemed loud to Yang, despite the roar of the engines.
  âCharlie one readyâ called Travis
  âCharlie two, always readyâ replied Reyes with a laugh
The calls continued, through Dahlia and the other members whose names didnât yet know untilâŚ
  âCharlie six, readyâ Yang called quietly, trying to keep the terror out of his voice.
The skyranger shook, and Yang heard the engines wind down. âTouchdown, everybody outâ called the pilot as the ramp hissed down with a loud thud.