خیلی خیلی ممنونم که تا الان منو دنبال میکنید! خیلی خوشحالم میکنید و کلی بوس و بغلتون میکنم!💙D:
به مناسبت ۷۰۰تایی شدن یه چالش dtiys داریم. میتونید این تصویرسازی رو به استایل خودتون دوباره بکشید!
برنده هم داره. بهتون اطلاع میدم.
حتما برام توی بات ناشناس بفرستین! بوس
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برای رفرنس بیشتر میتونید این پست و پست پایین رو ببینید! 💘
راستی حتما برام داخل بات ناشناس بفرستین که یه وقت کارتون جا نمونه :>
راستی حتما برام داخل بات ناشناس بفرستین که یه وقت کارتون جا نمونه :>
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در مورد اوسیم یه کم توضیح بدم؟
چندین سال پیش برای بهتر فهمیدن حالات و احساساتم چند اوسی ساختم که هر کدوم نماینده احساسی به خصوص بودن. ریون Raven در بین ۸ نمیانده دیگر احساسات، نماینده غمعه.
از اون زمان در پایان روز و قبل از خواب نوشته کوتاهی در توصیف غمی که حس میکردم نوشتم تا با شکلهای مختلفی که غم میتونه احساس بشه آشنا بشم.
ریون استعارهای از اشکال مختلف اونه. هر شب شکلی جدید از صور ماه از راه میرسه، اون بهش گوش میده و بعد اون رو در آسمون رها میکنه. در زمان دیرین میگفتن شکلهای روی ماه غم هاییه که همه زمینیان حس کردن و ریون هر شب میتونه از روی اونا روخوانی کنه.
پس اگر به ریون باور دارین اجازه بدین که غم اتفاق بیفته. غم یک واقعیته و باید حسش کرد؛ غم اشکال متعددی داره و باید شناختش. اما در آخر، هر چقدر هم که تکرار بشه، گذراست.
از اون زمان در پایان روز و قبل از خواب نوشته کوتاهی در توصیف غمی که حس میکردم نوشتم تا با شکلهای مختلفی که غم میتونه احساس بشه آشنا بشم.
ریون استعارهای از اشکال مختلف اونه. هر شب شکلی جدید از صور ماه از راه میرسه، اون بهش گوش میده و بعد اون رو در آسمون رها میکنه. در زمان دیرین میگفتن شکلهای روی ماه غم هاییه که همه زمینیان حس کردن و ریون هر شب میتونه از روی اونا روخوانی کنه.
پس اگر به ریون باور دارین اجازه بدین که غم اتفاق بیفته. غم یک واقعیته و باید حسش کرد؛ غم اشکال متعددی داره و باید شناختش. اما در آخر، هر چقدر هم که تکرار بشه، گذراست.
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here's a little passage from the POV of Raven:
I don't remember when I got here. However, I can tell exactly how long I've been here for; accurately in days, minutes, seconds even if you wanted so. But the date from which the counting begun? It's lost. I've simply been here.
I count the moons. I have to watch them shift and some nights it causes me great pain to live through the shifting. I've found some patterns, having had to deal with the moons for so long but they always break it. Always so eager to surprise me so I gave up eventually. So I'll go through the nights unprepared, let them gash at me or decide to treat me with kindness. sometimes the moonlight will sit on my skin like gentle silk and I feel seen. sometimes it's all sorrow. in those nights, every little dent and debris on the surface of the moon plays like the micro ridges on a vinyl, an orchestra of sadness for me that I am forced to live through. I spend the whole shift of the moon sensing and hearing all of it until the moon is smooth again, shining away, and the next shift comes.
There is a crow. I talk to him sometimes but he cannot speak back. I believe he understands me in bad days, at good ones I know he can not and merrily can't get myself to care. it's heartbreaking knowing a beast so beautiful is stuck here like me.
I don't remember when I got here. However, I can tell exactly how long I've been here for; accurately in days, minutes, seconds even if you wanted so. But the date from which the counting begun? It's lost. I've simply been here.
I count the moons. I have to watch them shift and some nights it causes me great pain to live through the shifting. I've found some patterns, having had to deal with the moons for so long but they always break it. Always so eager to surprise me so I gave up eventually. So I'll go through the nights unprepared, let them gash at me or decide to treat me with kindness. sometimes the moonlight will sit on my skin like gentle silk and I feel seen. sometimes it's all sorrow. in those nights, every little dent and debris on the surface of the moon plays like the micro ridges on a vinyl, an orchestra of sadness for me that I am forced to live through. I spend the whole shift of the moon sensing and hearing all of it until the moon is smooth again, shining away, and the next shift comes.
There is a crow. I talk to him sometimes but he cannot speak back. I believe he understands me in bad days, at good ones I know he can not and merrily can't get myself to care. it's heartbreaking knowing a beast so beautiful is stuck here like me.
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One man's sketch dump
Dtiys for Cheetz
THIS IS SO DELICATE AND TENDER IT'S MAKING ME SOB 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺💙💜💙💜💙
im in love with her pose, her smile, the moons gathering around at her feet, the depth of field implied with the lil stars, her pointy finger, the color palette, the sheer fabric, i just---- love love LOVE this so much
thank you so much for this beautiful piece !!!!🩷 🩷 🩷
im in love with her pose, her smile, the moons gathering around at her feet, the depth of field implied with the lil stars, her pointy finger, the color palette, the sheer fabric, i just---- love love LOVE this so much
thank you so much for this beautiful piece !!!!
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Forwarded from español cat! (this boy)
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THANK YOU SO MUCH OMGGGG i really love the crown and little details you added to her dress!!!!! ☃️🪼💙💙 and her little curious expression too!!!
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testing some effect i wanna use in a recent commission. i do this by setting my brush to difference mode
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