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A little commission for a good friend who wanted their character dressed as the 'Tourguide from the Underworld' from the Yu-Gi-Oh card for Halloween. Had a lot of fun with this one and I can definitely tell I've gotten a nice bump in skill from the last couple commissions I've done.

 Part character design consultation, part full color commission for sunny-temple I had a great time working out the details and bringing some of Sunny's unique ideas to life. Can't say my workflow was as efficient as it could have been, but it was nice to have such a great customer to work with on a commission like this. Also, this plays off nicely on my recent habits of drawing Rankos, Demons, and other weird things.    

Practicing some more and rededicating myself to regular practice and drawing. My big problem has been that a lot of my creative energy and free time has been going elsewhere.

Felt like drawing a clown today, but then I wasted too much time on this for it to not amount to much. I like some aspects of this piece, but not others. At any rate, I need to get over this art block.

"I wouldn't eat so much if I were you, unless you want that dress to be even tighter.." "Funny, I was just about to say you shouldn't scowl so much unless you want more wrinkles." "Sow." "Hag." Following Ryoko's baffling decision to... enhance herself, Tenchi's attention had been dominated by the matronly space pirate. Of course, his attention was misread by Ayeka as romantic, instead of just being concerned by Ryoko's strange behavior. It didn't take Ayeka long to deduce that only Washu could be behind such a thing. Driven by jealousy and Ryoko's constant teasing that an immature little girl like Ayeka could never understand why Tenchi likes her so much, Ayeka barged into Washu's lab to demand she do something to fix this outrage. What she wanted was for Ryoko to be turned back to normal, but Washu decided to teach the Princess a lesson about storming into the lab of the greatest scientific genius in the universe while she was busy. Before she could protest further, she was subjected to the same invention Ryoko was and promptly booted back out the door she came in. With the playing field leveled and Ryoko's perceived advantage negated, their usual dynamic returned. It was a relief for the rest of the household when Ryoko dropped the saccharine motherly act and went back to trading insults with Ayeka. Neither of them ever did much housework anyways. The only one still suffering was Tenchi, who now had two older woman who insisted on hugging and squeezing and rubbing their especially plush figures all over him at every given opportunity. Just a little followup piece for the Ryoko doodle from a couple weeks ago. One of the Tenchi Muyo OVAS was one of the first anime I ever watched, and Ryoko was possibly one of my first waifus. One of the nice things about drawing, and possibly one of the reasons I do it, is that you get to draw your waifus in any kind of bizarre, fetishy way you want, and no one can stop you. Ryoko and Ayeka - Banter as Usual

Messin with new brushes. Drawing muscley demon chicks.

"L-let go of me, you.. COW!" Akane snapped at Ranko, but instead of being met with an equally hot-headed reply, Ranko simply tsk'd her and gave a disappointed sigh. Ranko carefully planted her feet and used her hold on Akane's body to send her to the floor, but before she could recover, Ranko promptly sat herself down atop Akane, pressing butt to butt. The shock of feeling Ranko's weight atop her gave the redhead an extra moment to situate herself into a kneeling straddle against Akane's back, pinning her to the floor. "What do you think you're doing! You call this fighting!? Get off me and fight FAIR!!" Akane was too embarrassed to put any real anger behind her words. She wanted out of this bizarre situation more than she wanted to fight. "Ah, ah, ah~.. It's called the Anything Goes School of Martial Arts, dear. Adapting and learning to use different technique is an important part of the School's philosophy." Ranko gave her hips a little wiggle, settling more heavily against Akane and proverbially rubbing a little more salt in the wound. Akane tensed up again and clenched her fists tightly. Was Ranko's butt really as big as it felt? How the heck did she manage to pack on so much weight so quickly? "Wh-whatever! Just get off me, already!!" Ranko complied and took a moment to daintily dust herself off before offering Akane a hand. She took it, but her expression was anything but thankful. Ranko was grinning like her old, smug, arrogant self. It was a little bit a relief for Akane, seeing her fiance still acting like the jerk she always was. "So, are gonna to admit that I'm a better martial artist, a better cook, and better wife material than you, now?" And just like always, she pushed things just a little too far... A little snippet from an RP turned collaborative fanfic-writing session with Post-Bop who is an all around awesome person and superb writer. If we ever finish the damned thing or convert it into a readable format, I'll be sure to link it somewhere around here. The short version of things is Ranma feels bad that her Mother is so lonely, so Nabiki gives her to idea to just disguise herself, like she always does, and pretend to be her friend. It ends up working too well and Ranma waistline starts to suffer. After long, she's spending more time in her fake housewife persona than training, and all the trips to pastry shops and carefree time spent with her Nodoka is showing on her waistline. When Akane finally discovers this secret, she challenges Ranko to a sparring match, just like the first time they met.. And well, you can see how that went.

@superamiuniverse got me addicted to huge lips with their Catherine character. Made me want to try drawing some myself.

There's not nearly enough art of Sable, the apprentice and assistant to /tg/-tan, but then again.. There's not much known about her besides what was posted ages ago and the few doodles some people still occasionally post.

In the distant future, the galaxy is in turmoil. An ancient clan of warriors has been awoken to bring peace using the unrivaled power of their Battleframes. Mysterious technology forgotten technology allows these warriors to transfer their consciousness between their Frames, granting them potent and deadly abilities to complete their missions.. Though, rumors circulating around the planetary relays is that switching between BattleFrames can sometimes lead to unexpected problems amongst squads. Sudden and frequent changes of one's entire body can lead to confusion and... tense interactions. I'm not entirely happy with the art or the pose, but I've been toying with this idea since I started putzing around in Warframe. I know the lore is completely different and it doesn't actually work that way, but years ago when it was still all mysterious and unknown, I really liked the idea that the Tenno were just consciousness that could move between Warframes, allowing them to freely change their bodies and inhabit new personalities. Also, the text tool in Krita is a nightmare to work with, and designing something in the warframe style is hard as fuck. If the coloring looks shitty, it's because I tried something new and got mixed results trying to replicate that weird warframe texture.

"Oh, Tenchi~! Over here!" It took Tenchi a few moments to process what he was seeing. It was Ryoko, but it wasn't the Ryoko he knew. She was so much... bigger. Her body wobbled and bounced heavily as she hurried to meet Tenchi. Not only that, but her demeanor had become more reserved and demure. She seemed winded and tired just from the short jog down the path to meet him, but her smile showed confidence and contentment. This was exactly the response she wanted from him. Just a few hours earlier, after reading a certain magazine article about young men who had interest in older women and getting into another argument with Ayeka, she had gotten an idea that she was sure would win Tenchi for herself. She had to pester Washu quite a bit before she eventually decided to give Ryoko the more 'mature' look she desired. More than she desired, actually.. Like many of Washu's inventions, the results were more intense and dangerous than expected, wearing down Ryoko's strength and youth, while padding out her physique to match that of lazy, middle aged housewife who'd birthed several children already. Fortunately for Washu and her lab, the process left Ryoko appropriately tired and weakened. Knowing Tenchi would be home soon, Ryoko saved her complaints for later and rushed to go show off herself to the object of her affection, feeling assured that he'd find her more mature looks would win his heart. Cleaned this up and fiddled with various aspects for a while, but eventually realized I'd made too much work for myself but messily scribbling everything on a single layer. A conversation I'd had a couple hours about getting used to finishing stuff so you can move on rattled around my head long enough to tell myself that this was as done as it needed to be.

The Dread Pimp Lich himself, the mascot of 8chan's /tg/. Unlike some of the other board-tans, he doesn't have much of a story or a complex web of relations with other board-tans and their stories. The original /tg/-tan was simply a gangly, scruffy nerd without much else going for him. /tg/ didn't get raided very often or engage in much drama like /v/ and /b/ did. On several occasions, it drove away any mods that cared to try and "fix" /tg/, but that turned out disastrously in the long run. The exodus to 8chan changed a lot of things and gave the reborn communities and legacy boards an opportunity to rebuild and redefine themselves. Somewhere in all that chaos, /tg/-tan was rebuilt as a sort of techno-skeleton who later found himself a young female apprentice.. But like I said, there's not much of a story there, beyond people simply wanting their board to have the kind of fun dynamic that other boards have, like Conrade and his rogues gallery, or /v/ and his houseful of wayward daughterus. Trying something of a digital painting style while staying in practice and doing more drawing than usual. Gotta stay out of that rut.

I told myself I was going to do daily doodles and kind of fell behind that right away. So I finished the previous drawing, which I started last night, then punished myself by forcing me to do several more drawings. The first two were just warm up doodles, though I'm pretty happy with how the goblin lady came out. The other two are something I'll be doing more stuff with soon, so they'll make sense in the next day or two, once I refine the method. The gist is that their theme, color scheme, and notable traits are all randomly generated off some tables I've written up. Kind of a little helper to get the art gears turning.

A cow maid by request of a friend! I should really draw more full-figured cowladies. I should really just draw more in general

The fetishy clowngirl from ARMS. I want to shake the hand of the character designer at Nintendo who came up with her, because she's cute as fuck. Drawing those stretchy arms is still quite challenging though. In other news, it's been two weeks and I haven't drawn much of anything. I feel like I'm falling into another rut like the one that stopped me from drawing last time, and I do not want that to happen again. Just in this short period of time, I can already feel how out of practice I am and how awkward it feels to draw again. I need to power through this, probably with some sort of sketch a day challenge. Right now, I'm not happy with my art. I might move this to scraps at some point.