Halloween event (because why not?)

Since I have only a few followers, this shouldn’t be too much work. I have an idea for a Halloween-themed joke, but I need more people. So this is the idea, and here are the rules.

Marvel-themed: If anyone is interested (hopefully at least ONE person will), I will try to draw them disguised as one of the Marvel characters. Mostly heroes, but I guess some villains can work as well (I have a few villains that I like a lot, like Venom and Kingpin).

References: Obviously, I will need references of the character you want me to draw. Even if most of it is going to be covered by a suit (or not, depending on the disguise), I will try to have something that shows that, indeed, that Iron Man guy is actually X character.

Now, I might be a bit picky in this aspect, but you might notice that I am slowly getting better but I am really not THAT good yet, and details aren’t my field of expertise. This means that, for example, Juggernaut is very easy to draw (the “disguise” parts, at least) while others can be incredibly frustrating and time consuming (fuck Mr. Sinister’s cape.)

What does this mean? Basically that selection is going to be a mixture of whether or not I like your character and/or the character you chose. *Shrug* I expect only one or two people replying, so eh, we’ll see how it goes.

It is several days late, but I made the promise to both mods of Cherry Soda and Pirate Dash that I would draw them something. I wanted this to be a comic,with a panel having my OC drawing super fast and this being the final panel, with a “FUCK!” or any other cry of despair at the fact that their attires were swapped. Eh, I’m not that good anyways, and I didn’t want to take much longer to finish this, so there you go.

It is several days late, but I made the promise to both mods of Cherry Soda and Pirate Dash that I would draw them something. I wanted this to be a comic,with a panel having my OC drawing super fast and this being the final panel, with a “FUCK!” or any other cry of despair at the fact that their attires were swapped. Eh, I’m not that good anyways, and I didn’t want to take much longer to finish this, so there you go.

Sometimes I wonder why I keep doing this

Maybe it is because I am slightly tipsy at the moment, so I’m slightly more sensitive than usual, but I have seriously considered just… being another fan. Just putting down the writing, the drawing and just enjoying everything. It is just the simpler way.

I don’t really know why I am feeling like this right now, or if anyone will care, but for the same reason I upload my writing and my drawings here and there, and have one of my oldest and best friends venting about his situation, which I hope it improves a soon as possible, I just thought this would help me. My mother says I am not a talkative person, and that I should talk more about what goes through my head. Too bad that she ditches almost everything I tell her as bullshit I should just overcome. Which is what made me more of an introvert person to begin with.. But we’re not talking about that right now.

I am struggling with my writing because what I love, what makes me write with a passion… just doesn’t seem to be the liking of almost anyone. Maybe it is because I’m awful at “selling” my stories (as in, alluring them to read them), but I am dealing with a fallacy here. For those of you out there, I studied a couple years of Psychology, and I know about this one. Not sure of the name, but it’s one that makes us think that, just because we put a lot of effort into something, we automatically expect a reward out of it. But we have to learn, for better or for worse, that it’s not always like that. For one of my sagas of stories, I studied Old Norse. A language that disappeared over 800 years ago. And I found grammar rules and charts for that language, courses to learn how to write it an read it and a small dictionary. I worked to find reliable translation sources. I spent more time doing research for that thing than writing it. That story is about 300 pages long, give or take a couple. And when a story about… I dunno, a silly story about a pony doing something cute/silly gets far more attention than a story for which I learned a dead language and researched in order to make a kingdom based in the Norse lands of the era… there’s a part of my heart that aches. And it’s because of that fallacy I mentioned before.

Is it because there’s a lot of OCs in the story? Is it because it’s not clop? Is it  because… I dunno. I am much more comfortable writing about the stuff I know and I’m proficient on, and I like writing things like “I am Drakkar Veiðǫrvarson, þegn of Scandineighvia at the service of Jarl Hríðvetr, from the kingdom of Fimbulvetr”. I wrote a scene based in Prosaic Edda, Beowulf-style storytelling, and it felt awesome. We all know all that “do shit for yourself”, but even with that, when you publish/upload that stuff on the internet, you expect a reply from them. When the only sound you hear is the one of silence, it is quite discouraging. Maybe it is because I am tying my best to grasp on these works of mine in order to find some peace and kind words for something I worked hard on. I am not totally sure. I thought I had gotten used to this already, but I guess it’s the combination of not having received a translation assignment in three weeks despite being in half a dozen different databases, some other family/personal issues… just an amalgamation that makes everything much more… serious than it is? I don’t know, I can’t think too clearly right now. Maybe someone out there can guide me a bit in my conundrum. Right now I look at all I’ve done, and that fallacy keeps kicking my brain saying “You should have gotten much more praising for this! You should stop putting so much effort on this! Make some alluring stuff to get people to pay attention to you and THEN show them your grand masterpieces!” I dunno, maybe I’ll get up tomorrow and I’ll be fine then. Right now? I’ll jut put everything down and keep using videogames as evade myself; they have been there for so long and been so faithful to me.

Still a bit sleepy, but it’s time already. The great musician and better friend Sketchy Sounds here has his birthday exactly one month after mine, so I will be able to remember it.
Anyhow, here’s Sketchy’s OC as Raxel from Fighting Vipers; a character who beat the crap about of his enemies with his electric guitar. Tinkered a bit to be more Britannia-friendly, but anyways, here you have it, enjoy your day and the usual thing everyone says!

Still a bit sleepy, but it’s time already. The great musician and better friend Sketchy Sounds here has his birthday exactly one month after mine, so I will be able to remember it.

Anyhow, here’s Sketchy’s OC as Raxel from Fighting Vipers; a character who beat the crap about of his enemies with his electric guitar. Tinkered a bit to be more Britannia-friendly, but anyways, here you have it, enjoy your day and the usual thing everyone says!

motherfuckinoedipus:

saxypone:

fuchsiamae:

dextronoms:

bitches-im-balin:

bigbigtruck:

krudman:

I love this

"you come here often?" "DWARVEN CRAAAFTS"

"hey baby did it hurt when you fell from heaven-"
"FAVOR THE BOW, EH? I’M A SWORD MAN MYSELF"

"hey let me buy you a drin-"
"LET ME GUESS: SOMEONE STOLE YOUR SWEET ROLL?"

"hey gorgeous-"
"I LIKE SHORTS! THEY’RE COMFY AND EASY TO WEAR!"

"hey beauti-""SOMETIMES, I DREAM ABOUT CHEESE"

”are you an angel becau-”
”Talos the Mighty! Talos the unerring! Talos the unassailable! To you we give Praise! We are but maggots writhing in the filth of our own corruption! While you have ascended from the dung of mortality, and now walk among the stars! But you were once man! Aye! And as man you said, “Let me show you the power of Talos Stormcrown, born of the North, where my breath is long winter. I breathe now in royalty and reshape this land which is mine. I do this for you, Red Legions, for I love you.”  Aye, love! Love! Even as man, great Talos cherished us. For he saw in us, in each of us, the future of Skyrim! The future of Tamriel! And there it is, friends! The ugly truth! We are the children of man! Talos is the true god of man! Ascended from flesh, to rule the realm of spirit! The very idea is inconceivable to our Elven overlords! Sharing the heavens with us? With man? Ha! They can barely tolerate our presence on earth! Today, they take away your faith. But what of tomorrow? What then? Do the elves take your homes? Your businesses? Your children? Your very lives? And what does the Empire do? Nothing! Nay, worse than nothing! The Imperial machine enforces the will of the Thalmor! Against its own people! So rise up! Rise up, children of the Empire! Rise up, Stormcloaks! Embrace the word of mighty Talos, he who is both man and Divine! For we are the children of man! And we shall inherit the heavens and earth! And we, not the Elves or their toadies, will rule Skyrim! Forever!”

Okay, I have to admit that if this ever happened to me, I will probably squeal and ask that girl out right off the bat. And probably get pepper spray all over the eyes immediately after, but come on, just imagine the idea that it actually works and you two get married and you have kids and when they ask you how you met: “Well, you see, I went to my usual bar and I found this super attractive lady. I wanted to break the ice with one of the standard pick up lines and she screamed at me “SKULL FOR THE SKULL THRONE!” And then I yelled back “BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!” And at that very moment, we knew we were made for each other.” 

motherfuckinoedipus:

saxypone:

fuchsiamae:

dextronoms:

bitches-im-balin:

bigbigtruck:

krudman:

I love this

"you come here often?"
"DWARVEN CRAAAFTS"

"hey baby did it hurt when you fell from heaven-"

"FAVOR THE BOW, EH? I’M A SWORD MAN MYSELF"

"hey let me buy you a drin-"

"LET ME GUESS: SOMEONE STOLE YOUR SWEET ROLL?"

"hey gorgeous-"

"I LIKE SHORTS! THEY’RE COMFY AND EASY TO WEAR!"

"hey beauti-"

"SOMETIMES, I DREAM ABOUT CHEESE"

”are you an angel becau-”

”Talos the Mighty! Talos the unerring! Talos the unassailable! To you we give Praise! We are but maggots writhing in the filth of our own corruption! While you have ascended from the dung of mortality, and now walk among the stars! But you were once man! Aye! And as man you said, “Let me show you the power of Talos Stormcrown, born of the North, where my breath is long winter. I breathe now in royalty and reshape this land which is mine. I do this for you, Red Legions, for I love you.”  Aye, love! Love! Even as man, great Talos cherished us. For he saw in us, in each of us, the future of Skyrim! The future of Tamriel! And there it is, friends! The ugly truth! We are the children of man! Talos is the true god of man! Ascended from flesh, to rule the realm of spirit! The very idea is inconceivable to our Elven overlords! Sharing the heavens with us? With man? Ha! They can barely tolerate our presence on earth! Today, they take away your faith. But what of tomorrow? What then? Do the elves take your homes? Your businesses? Your children? Your very lives? And what does the Empire do? Nothing! Nay, worse than nothing! The Imperial machine enforces the will of the Thalmor! Against its own people! So rise up! Rise up, children of the Empire! Rise up, Stormcloaks! Embrace the word of mighty Talos, he who is both man and Divine! For we are the children of man! And we shall inherit the heavens and earth! And we, not the Elves or their toadies, will rule Skyrim! Forever!”

Okay, I have to admit that if this ever happened to me, I will probably squeal and ask that girl out right off the bat. And probably get pepper spray all over the eyes immediately after, but come on, just imagine the idea that it actually works and you two get married and you have kids and when they ask you how you met: “Well, you see, I went to my usual bar and I found this super attractive lady. I wanted to break the ice with one of the standard pick up lines and she screamed at me “SKULL FOR THE SKULL THRONE!” And then I yelled back “BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!” And at that very moment, we knew we were made for each other.” 

After a short talk with Jester here, he was able to tell me a few tricks (meaning, simple stuff everyone and their mother knows about SAI and I blissfully had no idea about. I’m a writer first, after all), I was able to master lineart. Or, at least, make sure it’s not a big problem anymore. I wanted to thank Jester in some way, so when I found out she loved the Patapon series, I decided to draw our characters as our favorite Uberheroes.

Steel Plate: Jamsch, the status effect-inducing bard.
Jester Bells: Tondenga, the war giant.

And yes, those are the masks they wear; I made up the gear, because shit in the game is just way too small to try and draw it without losing my poor eyes in the process.

After a short talk with Jester here, he was able to tell me a few tricks (meaning, simple stuff everyone and their mother knows about SAI and I blissfully had no idea about. I’m a writer first, after all), I was able to master lineart. Or, at least, make sure it’s not a big problem anymore. I wanted to thank Jester in some way, so when I found out she loved the Patapon series, I decided to draw our characters as our favorite Uberheroes.

Steel Plate: Jamsch, the status effect-inducing bard.

Jester Bells: Tondenga, the war giant.

And yes, those are the masks they wear; I made up the gear, because shit in the game is just way too small to try and draw it without losing my poor eyes in the process.

ask-cocopommel:

missromancedy:

ask-chiffon-chemise:

askneonflight:

twistedgravekeeper:

ask-melodaycare:

askflamemaddie:

((Guess who needs a date yo ouo/))

I…um need a date

Sure let’s do it, he’ll open his graveyard or something.

((!!!!))

Wait I love halloween.

I am gonna dress up romancedy so hard for this, just cause I wanna draw her in a spoopy outfit fff- she doesnt even need a date just to dress up hehehehe

YEEEEEE IM GONNA DO THIS BUT COCO NEEDS A DATE SO-

Eh, why not? This could be interesting to try, and I have a few ideas for halloween costumes.

ask-cocopommel:

missromancedy:

ask-chiffon-chemise:

askneonflight:

twistedgravekeeper:

ask-melodaycare:

askflamemaddie:

((Guess who needs a date yo ouo/))

I…um need a date

Sure let’s do it, he’ll open his graveyard or something.

((!!!!))

Wait I love halloween.

I am gonna dress up romancedy so hard for this, just cause I wanna draw her in a spoopy outfit fff- she doesnt even need a date just to dress up hehehehe

YEEEEEE IM GONNA DO THIS BUT COCO NEEDS A DATE SO-

Eh, why not? This could be interesting to try, and I have a few ideas for halloween costumes.

Finally, here’s my part of the design trade. I took way too long with this
—-
Silk Hat is a mysterious unicorn who dresses in bright concealing clothes; though apart from her “unique” fashion, not much else is known about Silk. Silk works as a waitress in a casino, though she has been prohibited from gambling due to suspicions of cheating
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(I am SO not used to getting fanart/trades that I need a few days off to squeal over the place. Thanks, man! I will put this character to good use! 

Finally, here’s my part of the design trade. I took way too long with this

—-

Silk Hat is a mysterious unicorn who dresses in bright concealing clothes; though apart from her “unique” fashion, not much else is known about Silk. Silk works as a waitress in a casino, though she has been prohibited from gambling due to suspicions of cheating

(I am SO not used to getting fanart/trades that I need a few days off to squeal over the place. Thanks, man! I will put this character to good use! 

fgsshinyhoard:

note-a-bear:

I HATE THIS WEBSITE

I LOVE THIS WEBSITE

I HAVE NO STRONG FEELINGS ONE WAY OR THE OTHER FOR THIS WEBSITE

As if I needed more reasons to be a slow artist

I’ve always had reasons to not write/draw while following a specific schedule. Most of them being:

-Gaming like a mofo.
-Exhausted from house chores.
-Simply not feeling like it.
-Lack of inspiration.
-Friends come to visit (extremely rare)

If I needed one extra reason, which I didn’t, I got one: I have a job. Well, several. Sort of. Being a freelance translator for several companies around the world, mostly. With plans on moving from Spain, my home country, to the US and saving to do so. Assignments aren’t that common for now, but I’ve gotten a few, with the idea of becoming an official, professional translator in hopefully a not so far away future.

With this report about my current situation, I bid thee farewell and I hope I’ll be able to write and draw more.