Cute

Cute

a sweet eristine hug for the drawing request! :)

Surprise hug attack from Christine!!

I love love love your recent artwork of Nadir, and I absolutely love the story behind it. Please make this a fic!!! Or I’d even take just a one shot. I love any sort of fic where Erik and Nadir are besties and each would die for the other but are too stubborn to admit that the other is their best friend, that’s the good content 🤌🏻

Also, I know I’ve said this several times, but your art is so gorgeous!! ❤️

Ahhh thank you so much for your ask!! And thank you for being so kind, this has made my day ❤️. I'd love to write a fic about it, but I have the writing skills of an otter. Maybe I can coerce one of my friends >=].

BUT, if i may bother you with some headcanons of this alternative universe: I do love their friendship as well, even if Erik goes a little off the rails sometimes. I can imagine Erik talking Nadir's ears off about some random subject and Nadir being one of few people who's genuinely interested in what he has to say. Nadir probably taught him at least some morals too, although Erik didn't remember them too well.

Also… I very much like the idea of Nadir being a skilled detective and talking to Erik about some of his cases when they live together for a little while (Nadir took him in like a stray cat.) And then they spend hours speculating about a case, with Erik going all-in to figure things out. Nadir will wake up to a disheveled sleep-deprived Erik holding a paper with his awful handwriting on it like "I FIGURED IT OUT!"

Basically a Sherlock and Watson kinda dynamic, except things go south when Erik starts to make designs for others to torture people. That's when Nadir stops sharing cases because the homicide ones might inspire Erik. Clearly they already have. When people - although bad folk - even start disappearing… Well, that's when Erik becomes a case.

A rant: I loathe CAPTCHAS with a burning passion. They used to be fine but now they're nearly impossible to solve. I cannot tell you how many minutes of my life I have wasted trying to click on images of crossroads, motorcycles or traffic lights, only to do it "wrong" and have to start over again. 😭 I cannot tell you how many times my boomer parents rang me saying that the CAPCHA won't go away and they can't access a website or even log into an account. I cannot tell you how many times I gave up entirely on accessing a website because the CAPTCHA asked me to look at this incomprehensible image of letters and numbers mixed together, and I couldn't do it because I'm visually impaired. Don't get me started on the AI-generated images they seem to use in CAPCTHAS more, nowadays.

There have to be better ways to determine whether a user is a human, without infringing on their privacy OR frustrating the blood out of them.

wtf is this tumblr live feature and how do I turn it off

Love it! I like the bony hands : D

[Image ID: Digital painting of Erik seated in a chair playing a cello. /End ID]

I have too many feelings about string instruments.

Trying to make a character design for Nadir (Daroga). He's got a glass eye… He lost it trying to protect young Erik from attackers. Erik owes him because of that and won't hurt him. After all, Nadir lost a freaking eye for him! Can't Punjab Lasso him. My boy Nadir is very grumpy and tired and I relate.