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haha, i just seem to be stuck with this guy! don’t know why!!

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a quick grass tutorial

I’ve never really wrote a tutorial before so apologies if this is bad

1. okay first thing I do is pick three colors, a mid, dark, and light. I like to check the colors in greyscale to make sure there’s enough contrast between each one.

I then plop down a blob of whatever my middle tone color is.

2. next, I take my dark color and just sort of randomly place it around. I try to make sure there’s a good amount of both the mid and dark tones spread throughout. I personally like to keep it kinda messy. I also have pen pressure on for both brush size and opacity, so I can have some blending action going on.

3. for the next step I do the exact same thing as before, except with the light color.

4. aight this is where we start adding details. see how you just have a bunch of colors and edges where two colors meet? use the eyedropper and go to an area where two colors meet, eyedrop a color, and then use that color to draw in your grass blades. I do this at every point where colors meet. should note I personally like to use a square brush, but you can really just use anything.

5. you can technically stop at the last step if you’re going for a more simple look, but to add more details I go to the “empty” areas of solid color and just draw in random strokes using a color nearby. it’s just a way to fill up the empty space.

6. basically more of the same idea of eyedropping and drawing. for more variety so things look interesting, I like to add random plant shapes.

7. and so the grass doesn’t look too plain, I add random dots of color and pretend it’s flowers and stuff.

and there you have it, this is how I approach drawing grass.

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Hi psycho one hundreds I'm alive have my boys I love them very much

Diavolo throws Abdul from the cliff, and all Abdul can do is fall and watch the sky—watch the sky, and watch Polnareff, who comes tumbling down after him.

In which Abdul survives and sticks around with Polnareff and goes on with his habit of saving his life while risking his own. Go read “Like a Cloud of Fire”, a fic by @oraora-tarotaro with art by me~ 

There’ll be more art soon, but in the meantime you can enjoy the writing by itself

2doc week day one (very late) My Boyfriend is in Jail

800+ words, 2D goes to visit Murdoc in prison. Set in phase 5, their new home in LA even though I’m pretty sure Murdoc is still in the UK we’re just gonna roll w it.

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“Oh, I almost forgot- I brought you some pictures!”

Murdoc visibly perked up, straightening in his seat and eagerly accepting the photos that 2D slid through the gap at the bottom of the glass divider. The singer watched him as he fanned the pictures put like cards and scanned all of them as if he was looking for something, he looked taken aback.

“These are… pictures of all of us. Of the whole band.” Though he looked disappointed, Stuart didn’t miss the way he gingerly tucked the polaroids into his pocket, careful not to crease them. “I was uh… hoping for something a little bit more… personal if ye catch my drift.” The bassist grinned and raised his eyebrows suggestively.

2D smiled to himself and rolled his eyes, not that anyone could tell. “You’re s’possed to be out of here in what, a month? ‘M not sneaking you naked pictures of me. You know the guards check everyfing I bring in anyway.”

Murdoc sighed dramatically. “Feels like an eternity without you, faceache.”

Stu laughed. Maybe he would’ve been more upset at their situation if this was the first time, or the second, or even the third separate occasion that he’s visited his boyfriend in some kind of jail or prison. He supposed the novelty of it had worn off by now, and at this point Murdoc’s occasional stints of incarceration were more a nuisance than anything. Besides, he had a relatively short sentence this time and had, to his credit, put in an effort not to get in further trouble while he was inside. It was looking like he may even get off early this time around on good behavior.

“Then I’m sure it will seem even more special when you get home then, yeah?”

Murdoc changed the subject. “How’s moving going?”

“ ‘s alwright… Noodle and Russ ‘ave settled in fine. I still ‘avent really unpacked yet. Still dunno what room I want, feels weird choosing without you and…” He trailed off, not sure how to broach the subject, the setting of this conversation didn’t make it much better.

“What?”

He took a deep breath. “Well… I sorta wanted us to uh- I wanted us to share a room this time ‘round and I wanted yew to be there when we picked which one.” He looked down as he twirled the telephone cord in his hands, concentrating on the way it wrapped around his fingers rather than on what Murdoc was thinking.

The bassist shifted in his seat uncomfortably.

“I mean… I dunno, Dents I’ve never done anything like that before-“ His expression was uncertain, and a little uncomfortable. But that was alright- it just meant that he was actually considering it

“Well,” 2D cut in hurriedly. “We already sleep in the same bed nearly every night, and it doesn’t mean we have to keep all our stuff there- the house has enough space for you to ‘ave an office or whatevah. I just… I thought it’d be nice ‘s all.” He looked up at Murdoc, trying to read his face.

“An office huh? Y’know… I like the sound of that.”

He leaned forward in his seat a little, now excited. “So are yew saying yes?”

Murdoc nodded and 2D broke into a wide grin. The bassist sighed. “Stu, ya know I was being serious earlier right? It really does feel like forever in here… I- I really do miss you. I didn’t realize how used to yew I’ve gotten. Feels weird sleeping without your sodding giraffe limbs hitting me every ten seconds.”

Stuart smiled, he was touched but also deeply sad now at the divider between them, wanting nothing more at that moment than to embrace his boyfriend, or at the very least grasp his hand. A guard from the other side of the room called out. “You have two minutes.” On Murdoc’s side other prisoners started getting up from their booths, on his side visitors were signing out and retrieving their bags. 2D sighed, he wished they had more time.

“Hold on just a bit more, Muds; it won’t be much longer”

Murdoc smiled sadly and nodded. 2D’s chest ached. He wished they could hug. Instead, he kissed his fingertips and pressed his hand gently against the glass, Murdoc did the same and they lined their fingers up as well as they could- 2D had longer, thinner fingers than Murdoc but they made do. He tried to pretend he could feel the warmth of Murdoc’s hand through the glass, feel the texture of his skin.

The guard spoke loudly again. “Time’s up. Line up for inspection.”

Murdoc sighed and took his hand down. “See you soon, Stu.”

2D nodded before blurting out. “I love you.”

Murdoc just smiled. “Love you too, Faceache. Be out soon.” And just like that, he was gone in a blur of other inmates, all filing away.

That night 2D unpacked his clothes into one of the larger bedrooms in the house, leaving half the space in the large dresser empty for when the bassist returned. He put his blankets on the king sized bed but used Murdoc’s sheets, he drifted off that night gently tracing his hand and inhaling the smell of Murdoc’s aftershave and stale cigarettes.

sbr is actually just a romcom. gyjo is so domestic and cute!!!

I love Mob Psycho 100 SO much <3