Aitor Throup 2013 “New Object Research”
Stopping mid sentence to announce that it’s 4:20
When it comes to creating characters, sometimes it’s easy to let them slip into the same old stock standard set of body types. Basically clones with a few props, hairdos and make up to spice things up a bit. After a while, having the same actor play dress up for every character gets kinda boring…
It’s tough to break the habit too, especially when you’re taught a single set way to draw. Not to say having a solid construction method is ever a bad thing, as long as it doesn’t confine your creativity.
Check out these nifty tips and pointers by jeinu to give each of your comic book characters their own a unique flavour of memorable originality.
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This is important, and something I super need to improve on. All these tips and stuff for drawing are crazy useful and very, very appreciated.
American Ballet Theatre corps Kaho Ogawa 10 pirouettes
Friendly reminder that if you ever use the term “ballerina” as a pejorative, you deserved to get kicked in the kneecaps by one. And trust me she’ll do damage.
He’d sit you down on the bed and gently push you until you were lying down, “Relax,” he’d say, “Let me make you feel good.”
He’d slowly slip off your shirt, kissing your stomach and neck, then your lips as the shirt came off. Then he’d undo your pants and slide them off your hips, slowly until you were lying in your underwear. “Can I take off more?” he’d ask. And he’d unclip your bra (if you had one), and take it off, nuzzling your breasts as he did so. then he’d slide off your underwear, mouthing at your thighs.
Then he’d step back (you’d whine because you’d just want him to touch you already). he’d roll you over so that you were on your stomach. then he’d pull out sweet-smelling lotion and start massaging it into your skin, not too intense, just a firm rub to relax you. he’d tickle your sides, massage and scratch your back, rub your arms and legs, squeeze your ass cheekily. then he’d roll you onto your back again, and do it all again, stopping to torture your nipples a bit, mark your neck and chest up with possessive little hickeys.
"you are the most gorgeous, indescribable person," he’d say, "i swear i feel so fucking blessed to even look at you, let alone touch you."
*SHOUTING TO THE HEAVENS*
I A M F U C K I N G S C R E A M I N G
OH MY FUCKING GOD O H M Y F U C K I N G G O D
honestly i think about this like… once every three hours
I have watched this like 100 times today