He’s thanking her for her criticism because that’s the polite thing to do when being judged for something you are pursuing a career in. She showed her complete and total lack of class and tact by misinterpreting his thanks as an acceptance of a compliment. It put her in her place in a very discreet yet sick as hell way. Basically, he revealed that she is trash in a very polite way.
You know how some pro artists post ‘sketches’ that look like finished work and then you hate them but then they like your dolphin sketches and so you love them? Yeah.
The idea of a DK accidentally photobombing a picture with their way too intense eyeball glowing became an adventure in how many bad photo things I could cram into one picture.
Okay!! I think I’m done with this!! I’m really proud of this one aaa ;v; There’s still things that I wish I executed better, but for me, i’m chuffed with it! Hell I even added a very lazy background! Anyway, this is Garon, he’s a character of mine I created years ago for imedia at high school and I felt like redrawing him :> I really liked him so I started to create a little universe based around where he exists but I’ve not done too much into it. I wanted to start writing a story as I have more characters planned for it (that I also want to redraw now), but yeah, never got around to it. This guy is kinda chaotic neutral and is seen as a villain at the beginning but later on he gets enslaved (which is the blue version) by the main crew of the story and he ends up pretty much saving their asses, but things start fucking up after he breaks out of it and the main antagonist is kinda like “hell i’m gonna use him now” and there’s a whole new demonic form thing to him then, but yeah, I’VE RAMBLED ENOUGH, take my baby. uwu Please full view him, he looks much better in full view. Thank you! Full View (Red)! Full View (Blue)!
Ro’liath shook, his tears stinging his eyes as he sobbed quietly against Tevruden’s shoulder. He wished they were hot, just so he could feel something as his body racked and shuddered with each sob, “I love you…” He hiccuped, his blunt fingertips gripping at the other’s arms tightly.
Tevruden held him, his hand moving in comforting circles over his back. He wished he could tell Ro’liath the things he wanted to hear, the feelings themselves confusing him. He hated seeing his friend like this, so upset and inconsolable…
“…I know.” Was all he could answer
Vaguely based off an rp with tevruden, sad murderboyfriends art…………..
