Dear artists...
If your clients give you references with heavy lighting or ambient lighting and you cant seem to get the right skin tone...
THROW FLESH CUBES AT THEM AND HAVE THEM PICK ONE.
I've been using these for years and I've never had anyone tell me I've gotten their skin tone wrong.
When in doubt skin cubes.
I have no idea if the artist who made these has an X but their username at the time these were posted to deviant art was Puppsicle.
SECOND time happening BUT if your friend RANDOMLY asks you to help them with a school project by testing out this program OR video game they are making it’s a HACKER/SCAM
I sadly got my last discord account hacked by the same method AND just encountered it again this morning :/
Let me tell you about a couple who beat the exact silent killer that ruins millions of marriages. Let’s call them Mark and Elena.
By year seven, Mark and Elena hadn't been intimate in eight months. Between demanding jobs and the heavy mental load of daily life, the fire was completely dead.
Mark felt constantly rejected, so his ego made him pull away and start sleeping on the couch. Elena felt entirely invisible, more like a house manager than a wife, so whenever he did try to initiate, it felt transactional, making her pull away even more. They were two ghosts haunting the same house, quietly waiting for someone to call a divorce lawyer.
Then, Mark did the bravest thing a husband can do. He swallowed every ounce of his pride, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked:
"I miss you. I feel completely disconnected, and I am terrified we are losing each other. What do you need from me right now to feel safe enough to let me back in?"
Elena broke down. She finally admitted she wasn't rejecting him; she was just drowning in exhaustion and felt unseen.
They didn't magically fix it that night. They rebuilt it intentionally. Mark started taking over household burdens without being asked so Elena could actually breathe and feel like a woman again.
They committed to ten minutes of talking every night with zero screens, and started with simple, non-sexual touch to remove the pressure. Within six months, the wall was gone, and their intimacy was bulletproof.
Long-term intimacy is not effortless. It is a daily, intentional choice to cross the room when your ego is screaming at you to build a wall. They conquered the silence because they realized the enemy wasn't each other, it was the distance
My girl best friend told her boyfriend something that lowkey changed how I see relationships.
She said, “I don’t want obedience. I want consideration. I shouldn’t have to beg you to think about how your actions affect me.”
She told him, “You’re allowed to have friends. You’re allowed to go out. You’re allowed to live your life. But if you constantly put yourself in situations that you know would hurt me, that’s not freedom. That’s you choosing yourself over us.”
Then she said something that hit:
“If I have to keep explaining why something disrespects me, it’s not confusion. It’s comfort. You’re comfortable knowing I’ll stay.”
And whew.
She wasn’t yelling. She wasn’t threatening to leave. She was calm. Grounded. Clear.
She told him, “I won’t control you. But I will control what I tolerate. And if I start feeling small in a relationship that’s supposed to feel safe, I’ll remove myself. Not to punish you. To protect me.”
That’s what emotional maturity sounds like.
Not “do what I say.”
But “I see the red flag. I told you it’s red. If you keep walking past it, I’m not dragging you back.”