Okay Okay Completely Off Topic But Does Anyone Have Any Good Art Tips Because I Cannot Draw Bodies For

okay okay completely off topic but does anyone have any good art tips because I cannot draw bodies for the life of me!!

I cannot my arms are so stiff and look so weird pls send help pls.

[01:38] you could feel your breath escaping you, a broken sob escaping you; your hand desperately clutching his. zhongli leaned over, casting a shadow with teary eyes.

“i’m so sorry…I” you sobbed, harshly taking deep breaths in. “i promised I would stay with you…zhongli…”

a gloved hand caresses your face; the rain starts, the puddle of red that built underneath you spreads. you cry taking shorter breaths. you had much to do with zhongli…

“i know, i know…” zhongli’s eyes searched yours with warmth, sadness and grief. how cruel it was to have you being taken from him yet he somehow expected this.

the usual shine in your eyes fades away until it’s dull, your hand drops and you let your last words escape you.

“i’m sorry but remember I love you no matter what…”

zhongli lets out a strangled cry before bringing your cold body into a hug.

you were so beautiful; soft and loving and somehow still are in your death.

how cruel.

I’ve been trying to get back into the flow of having my writing to flow better and just be better in general, so here’s a teaser!!

It’s not much but it’s a start

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PROLOGUE; A NEW BEGINNING FROM AN END

There was quiet when the emperor stepped in, his aura had us quivering even the more braver ones. It was rattling of chains that echoed as everyone scurried back, hoping to hide themselves so they weren’t at his mercy, and despite everything I was unfortunate.

“You…” I hear him mutter as my head was dropped to face the ground. I couldn’t look him in the eyes, I would afraid of what he’d do if he saw my eyes. “Mhh, you really do resemble that witch.”

I take a sharp breath in, my nails digging into my palm before I start raising my head. The aura covering him was malicious; terrifying as you could feel the pulses of the ehok lines. Well, most who dabble in the mystics art would feel, to others it mostly a suffocating presence.

The man currently before was; Emperor Theodore, the strongest mystic arts user. It was him who climbed to power before ruthlessly murdering his family, some say it was out of spite because on how much they doted on the twins who were both heirs to the throne.

more genshin impact? yes I do think so

im not dead, i promise but im unmotivated and i just can’t think of anything to post or have any ideas.

im sorry

[02:26] it’s cold outside but the wind isn’t as cold-how could you tell? it was the continuous goosebumps that rose and fell with each warm breeze. it was silent, dull. it felt empty and a cry for help reached out.

“what are you doing? it’s cold out,” the familiar warmth of aether reached you. he was warm; a fire that never extinguished. he was home and had you reach out to him to grasp that.

“the stars look dull tonight,” you mutter to him as you fiddle with his hands, it was quiet. the arms around you brought you closer. “they do but I’m sure they’ll be bright soon.”

his voice was soothing and your anchor; he was the only one left. it had been so long. it used to be three; it’s only two now. the silence was everything needed before you were lifted up.

“let’s get you inside okay?” you nod as your head leans on his shoulder. you hear him mutter on how light you were. ‘too light perhaps some more food’ he had said.

“I miss her.” you spoke staring at his side profile with glossy eyes. he falters before walking again; he held you tighter and closer.

“I know...so do I.”