Per the IRC fundraiser: I would LOVE to read a blurb about Steve Cap eviscerating David Duke (or any other white supremacist) a la Chris Evans on Twitter :) (Hi. Thanks for using your powers for good!)
This didn’t go quite in the direction I hoped when I started, but I hope you like it anyway, Anon!
Steve got a Twitter – really, Steve was assigned a Twitter – when he joined the Avengers, but he didn’t use it very often. He didn’t care for it, and forgot about it for long periods of time. People followed him, but didn’t expect much in the way of content.
Then, one day, a tweet popped up from his account.
You shouldn’t punch Nazis in the face. You will incapacitate a Nazi for longer if you punch in the side of the head or the genital area.
What followed was an eyebrow-raising, thirty-tweet essay in which Captain America laid out the basics of hand-to-hand combat and offered advice for most effective techniques. Every time he could have used the phrase “your opponent” or “the other person”, instead he used “a nazi”.
When someone pointed this out to him on twitter, he tweeted back, ‘A nazi’ is fewer characters.
It was an amazing afternoon, but the news coverage of Captain America’s brutal new twitter branding didn’t really hit a frenzied pitch until the following day, when someone tweeted, So you think I should be punched in the face for my opinions?
Are you a nazi? Steve tweeted back.
I voted for Trump.
There was a gap of about half an hour, and then Steve replied, #trump wants people I love to die; at least to be unprotected from violence. Why wouldn’t I strike someone threatening my loved ones?
At which point the President of the United States tweeted, Pathetic Captain America wants to punch the landslide who elected me. Captain: you’re fired!
And Steve tweeted, Donald Trump is scared of me. Watching a sad old man try to fire someone he doesn’t employ is hilarious.
After which it appeared the President may have lost his mind; his tweets, growing increasingly erratic, eventually threatened a nuclear strike against New York unless Steve resigned.
Bring it on, I’ll punch that too, or didn’t you hear about what happened the last time someone tried? Steve tweeted.
At which point the President’s twitter went dangerously silent.
The following day, the White House announced that the President had been admitted to the hospital with 'cardiac issues’, and was expected to sign resignation papers at noon.
“I’m hearing that the rest of the GOP finally pushed him out. I hope you’re proud of yourself,” Tony said.
“Jarvis was the one who advised me on how best to bait him,” Steve replied, stretching smugly.
“Pence isn’t exactly a cake walk.”
“No, but he’s never going to try to nuke New York, and he’s not so irrational he’d announce the attempt on social media,” Steve said. “My job is to make sure dangerous psychopaths don’t threaten the United States. One down,” he added, grinning.
Part 1: I’ve had this blog for a little over a year, and it truly is one of my biggest sources of happiness. I’ve gotten the chance to make wonderful friends, and join fandoms I never thought I would. Even though this blog had many many rough patches throughout, all the good times by far takes the win. Not only was I able to show my support to all the groups I love, I was also able to spread my support to many other fans as well, and I feel like thats a great accomplishment. Not only that, this blog has support from over 10 thousand of you!! Something I definitely don’t deserve. Anyways, this follow forever is me saying thank you to all the people who have blessed my dash with beautiful posts, talked to me when I needed them the most, and just supported me despite all the things that happened. Thank you, and I hope all of you are staying safe and healthy. <3
and thank you @changkyuh for the beautiful graphic. I love you!!! <33333
(bolds are mutuals- I probably missed a lot of you since I follow a lot of sideblogs, and also many of them don’t show up in my search so I wasn’t able to check if we’re mutuals. Sorry in advance!)
@130jeon: You have been one of those blogs that I’ve been mutuals with since forever (back when I was wonwoo-wow) and I sometimes wonder why you still follow me when all the other seventeen blogs unfollowed haha, but honestly though, I love you and your blog so much! Like your aesthetic is out of this world and I would actually reblog your whole blog if I could (I probably will later on). Your blog is a blessing to my dash and my tumblr experience wouldn’t be the same without you <3
@17tvs: another wonderful, beautiful human being that I’ve been mutuals forever with. You’re a actually one of my favourite seventeen blogs , and just everything about your blog is goals I also wonder why you haven’t left me haha, but I love you for blessing me with your beautiful seventeen posts (and I also follow your monsta x blog so thats 2x the quality on my dash!). I love you a lot <33333
@babyz: My angel, YOUR BLOG IS LITERALLY GOALS! I still remember when you randomly popped in and sent me a message asking me if I would like to use the URL jeup, when I made a post saying I wanted to use a canon url haha. That was so sweet of you, and I’ll never forget that. Not only that, you gave me the amazing opportunity to be bangyongguk, aka my dream url!! I owe you so much, and your such a kind person. You literally deserve the world to be honest. Anyways I love you a lot <333
@changkyuh: I don’t know what I would do without you. Your such an amazing human being from head to toe and your SO EASY TO TALK TO! I probably would have deleted if I hadn’t talked to you. Not only that, YOUR HONESTLY SUCH A SWEETHEART AND YOUR GIFS AND EDITS ARE GOALS I MEAN HOW??!! long story short, you’re one of my MOST FAVORITE mutuals and I love you SO SO SO!! much
@chensguns: YOU ARE LITERALLY ONE OF THE ONLY REASONS WHY I STAYED ON TUMBLR, AND I WANNA THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR STAYING UP AND TALKING ME OUT OF GOING INACTIVE. I love you to the moon and back, and your soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo special to me. You’re such an amazing and selfless person, and did I mention that I love you? <333
@daehyuns-uneven-buttcheeks: you’re one of my favourite mutuals <3 even though we don’t talk as much as we used to, the times that we actually talked were amazing and I’ll never forget that. You do so much for our B.A.P babies and they’re so lucky to have such a dedicated fan like you. I love you <3
@got7europe: Your honestly one of my favourite blogs and actually screamed out loud when you followed me. All of your gifs give me so much life, and your love for jaebum is the cutest thing ever. Your also so sweet and easy to talk to, and I’m sooooo lucky to be mutuals with you despite how many changes this blog went through. I love you <333
@httpxseventeen: I just wanna say thank you for following me since forever. We’ve been mutuals for as long as I remember and you’ve been with me through all my blog changes haha. Even before I accidentally deleted!! Every time I see your notification in my notes, it gives me a smile on my face knowing that I have mutuals who actually care for me and will support me through it all. Thank you <333 I LOVE YOU
Thank you all so, so, SO much for enjoying askallofeddsworld!
The response to this blog has just been so phenomenal, I honestly can’t even BEGIN to describe how I feel about all of this. It’s been a little bit of everything– fear, wonder, shock, happiness, very loud swearing… It’s only been like a week, but it feels like it’s been ages.
But anyway, I digress. You guys kick SO much ass it’s unbelievable. I never thought this would get to such a high point in so little time, but welp, here we are!
Again, thank you all so much, and I hope to continue making you guys laugh! Or cry. Or scream. Or whatever noise you’ve been making at this webpage for the past week. See you soon!
Stiles Stilinski Word Count; 1K A/N; gosh I love me some Stiles, I hope you guys like it!
You were only human. That’s all Stiles could focus on. You
wouldn’t heal like Scott or Malia, and you couldn’t defend yourself like
Allison. You were fragile, and small, and scared out of your goddamn mind. But
you had put up your hand anyway to fight, because the Alpha pack were a threat
and you couldn’t just sit by and watch as your friends risked their lives. The
others protested, none more than Stiles, the boy who love you more than life
itself, but you went anyway.
He wished you hadn’t.
‘Mum, help.’ Scott yelled as he carried you into the hospital,
the gang hot on his tail. Melissa turned harshly to Scott before calling for
help. Doctors pulled you out of his arms and rushed you into the emergency
room, your limp body covered in blood and bruises.
‘Scott what happened?’ she yelled frantically pulling the gang
along behind you as you were lowered onto a gurney.
‘They got her, I don’t know how it happened. It was so fast and
they grabbed her and…’ he couldn’t continue though. Not when Stiles’ face
came into view. His eyes were bloodshot as he ran along beside the doctors,
grasping onto your hand.
‘Melissa, please get them into the waiting wing, she needs to
be treated.’ one of the doctors stated, but Stiles wouldn’t budge, not while
you lay there bleeding out in front of him.
Scott attempted to pull him away, but Stiles would not
move. ‘Don’t touch me Scott.’ he screamed, tears streaming down his cheeks
as he gripped onto you harder. Each time Scott tried, Stiles would resist. It
took both Scott and Isaac to pull him away, kicking and screaming as he tried
to get back to you. But before he could get away, the doors shut in front of
him. He smashed his fist against them harshly as he cried. Lydia placed a hand
on his back comfortingly, but he shrugged it off, turning towards the rest of
the group who had scattered around the small waiting area.
‘Why?’ was all he could manage, barely in a whisper.
‘She’ll be okay Stiles.’ Allison tried soothingly, but he simply
ignored her, turning to face Scott.
‘Why did you let her go?’ he grew angrier by the second, his
mind flashing back to the fight. With Kali and Ennis surrounding you, picking
you up off your feet and crashing you back down on the floor, breaking every
bone in your body, ripping you apart with their claws while the pack could only
stare on, unable to help. Stiles’ fists clamped shut as he charged towards his
best friend, shaking uncontrollably. ‘You should have told her no!’ he
screamed, ‘you should have kept her safe.’ His face was wet and his voice
was hoarse as he took a swing at Scott, who caught his fist in his hand. He
kept trying, thrashing against the alpha until he lost all strength, crumbling
to the floor. The others stood in shock as Scott bent down, wrapping his harms
‘I’m sorry.’ he spoke softly. ‘She’ll be okay Stiles,
she’ll be okay.’ Stiles cried into his friends shoulder until his eyes went
dry, before the two moved to the seats to wait, followed by the others. Hours
passed in uncomfortable silence, they waited into the night until their eyes
grew lazy. Everyone slept uncomfortably in their chairs, accept for Stiles,
whose eyes were glued on the door to the patients area. Eventually, Melissa
emerged, looking tired as she cleared her throat, waking up the pack. Stiles
jolted up immediately, moving towards her.
‘She’s okay,’ claimed with a smile, ‘sore, but she’ll heal
‘Can I see her?’ he begged, ‘Please, I need to see her.’
‘Only you Stiles, the rest of you kids, go home. See her
tomorrow.’ there were a few mumbled complaints as they all filtered out of the
hospital, hugging Stiles goodbye as he stood restlessly. After their departure,
Melissa led Stiles through the hallways, him quick on her heels.
‘She’s been asking for you.’ she consoled, stopping at your door
and opening it softly. ‘You can stay here, just for tonight. And you don’t
tell anyone I let you in okay?’ He nodded abruptly. She patted him on the
shoulder and smiled before walking away. Stiles felt a lump in his throat as he
walked into your room. His eyes strained as he scanned the darkness. You lay
asleep on the bed, covered with tubes poking into your skin, bandages wrapped
around your tiny body and bruises littering your skin. His eyes watered as he
moved towards you, barely able to breathe. You stirred, opening your eyes
‘Stiles?’ you asked searching the dark room. He twitched at the
sound of his name, moving quickly to your side, grasping your hand in his.
‘It’s me love, I’m here.’ It hurt him so much seeing you like
this. You were the person he loved most in the world, he’d sworn to keep you
safe, and he’d let you down. Before he knew it, he was sobbing again.
‘Shhh.’ you cooed, lifting your other hand and placing it on his
cheek, wiping away his tears.
‘I’m so sorry y/n. I couldn’t save you. I…’ You placed your
hand over his lips gently, silently asking him to stop.
‘Don’t you say that.’ you insisted. ‘This was not your
fault. I wanted to help. I got myself in this mess. Don’t you dare blame
‘But I do.’ he stammered, trying to control his
breathing. ‘I love you and it’s my job to protect you. I failed.’ He
rested his forehead on your hand, crying quieter now. ‘I’m not strong like
the others. I’m not a hero. I’m just human.’
‘Babe,’ you whispered, ‘you’re my hero.’ You said with a
small smile, brushing your hand through his hair. He lifted his head back up,
kissing your knuckles gently. He smiled at you, wondering how he could be
so lucky to be loved by someone like you. You were an angel, his angel, and he
‘How can I help? What can I do?’ he pleaded, desperate to ease
your pain. You simply lifted up your blanket, moving slightly to the side.
‘Just stay with me.’ you whispered, feeling weak as your arm
struggled to stay up. He nodded and climbed in beside you, tucking you gently under
his arm as he stroked your hair gently, kissing your forehead.
‘I love you y/n. I won’t leave you.’ he whispered, lifting your
chin up to kiss you. His soft lips caressed your own, easing you as you
snuggled closer to him, finally feeling safe again. In his arms, all the horror
went away. There was nothing left but you and Stiles. He hummed gently until
you fell asleep. He finally felt calm, knowing that you were safe in his arms.
It was then he decided he would never let go of you again.
request: Could you maybe make a part 2 of perfect were y/n does find someone and Harry regrets not fighting for her and giving up. Maybe like a happy ending??
i’m so glad people liked “perfect” enough to want a part two, here it is i hope you guys like it x
(here’s part one in case you want to read it)
“Raine, stop messing in my flowers!” Gemma called out from the back porch, her and I laughing at how Raine quickly scampered away from the flower bed and started playing with a stick instead.
“I’m sorry, Gem. If he messed them up I’ll get you new ones.” I offered.
She waved me off. “Don’t worry about it, (y/n). I’ve been slacking on taking care of them anyways, so if he did it’s totally fine. They’re probably almost dead anyways.”
We were on Gemma’s back porch, drinking tea and enjoying the unusually nice London weather, watching Raine play in the yard.
“It’s still blows my mind how fast he’s grown,” I shook my head slowly. “I swear I could pick him up, like, a couple weeks ago.”
Gemma chuckled. “That was two months ago, before you came here. Since you’ve been here, he’s been huge.”
I laughed too, then sighed. It got quiet, then Gemma spoke up after a while.
“How long has it been?” She asked me.
“We haven’t talked in months,” I told her. “It’s not like it matters, anyways.”
She looked at me. “Why doesn’t it?”
“Gem, I’ve moved on. I’m with Beau now.” I shrugged.
She sighed. “You told Harry you’d always love him. Loving him includes caring enough to check on him every once in a while.”
“I know, but do you really think it’s fair to Beau for me to always be checking up on my ex? Because I don’t think it is,” I countered.
We were interrupted when we heard someone come into the house. I turned to see Beau walking out towards us.
“Hey, babe,” I smiled as he leaned down kissed me.
“Hey, what are you guys up to?” He asked.
“Just waiting on Michal to come back with lunch.” Gemma answered.
“Ah, gotcha.” He said, sitting in the chair next to me.
I grabbed his hand, interlacing our fingers. “So, how’d the meeting go?”
“It went great,” He grinned. “We start filming the movie in a month.”
“That’s awesome, I’m so happy for you,” I returned his smile.
“Thanks, I can’t wait for you–”
Raine barked, looking at Beau expectingly.
“Ah, looks like Raine wants me to go play,” He chuckled, standing up and kissing my cheek. He ran over and kneeled down in front of Raine, and Raine all but tackled him onto the ground.
I couldn’t help but smile. Beau was so good with Raine, and he was such a sweet guy. We’d been together for almost half a year, and ever since we got together I’ve been very happy. At one point, I felt like Harry was the one for me. But now, I realize that Beau is. With him, I don’t have to worry if he’s going to go get drunk and cheat on me. He rarely drinks, and if he does he’s always with me. He’s open and honest, and he tells me everything he’s thinking. Harry kept things to himself most of the time, so when he had a lot on his mind I could tell, because he wouldn’t open up to me and would avoid talking too much.
I did feel bad about not talking to him in a while, but when you’re in a relationship, keeping tabs on your ex isn’t something you’re supposed to do. So I chose not to.
Gemma and I watched as Beau and Raine ran around the yard, chasing after each other, when I heard a voice I didn’t expect to hear at all.
“Gem?” Harry called from inside the house.
My eyes got wide as I looked at Gemma, her shrugging as if she was saying she didn’t expect him to come. Eventually he came out to the back porch, getting wide eyes as well when he saw me sitting there.
“Oh, (y/n), I didn’t expect to see you here.” He said awkwardly.
I laughed slightly. “Yeah, I could say the same thing to you.”
“Not to be rude or anything, but why are you here?” Gemma questioned.
He shrugged. “Just coming by to visit,”
Beau and Raine ran onto the porch, Raine rubbing his face on Beau’s leg as if to tell him to pet him. Beau obliged.
Harry looked between them and I, a sad look appearing on his face.
“It’s nice to meet you man,” Beau held out his hand to him, “I’m Beau, Beau Mirchoff.”
Harry shook his hand. “Nice to meet you, too. I see you’ve, uh, gotten close to Raine.”
Beau smiled, patting Raine’s head. “Yeah, you become really close in six months.”
Harry smiled at me sadly, messing with his hair. “Wow, six months…”
“Please don’t do this,” I pleaded.
Beau gave us a questioning look. “Did I miss something?”
“No,” I shook my head. “Harry, you told me to find someone better. Why are you acting surprised that I did?”
Harry chuckled sourly. “Ouch,”
I rolled my eyes. “I didn’t mean it as an insult.”
“Right,” He nodded.
“But she wasn’t wrong,” Beau spoke up, catching everyone’s attention.
Harry glared at him. “Excuse me?”
“I mean, technically I am better for (y/n).” Beau said firmly. “I’d never even dream of cheating on her like you did. And, if I remember correctly, she told me I make her the happiest she’s been in a long time, so.”
Harry chuckled smugly. “Really? Well, I made her happy for almost three years. And, quite frankly, I doubt you’ll be together a month or two from now.”
“How the hell would you know?” Beau glared. “I think we’ll be together for a very long time, considering I’m not an insecure, borderline alcoholic like you, who knows he’s not good enough for anyone, especially (y/n).”
“Enough!” I yelled. “Shut the hell up, both of you. Beau, you don’t have to stoop to his level, everyone knows you’re better than him anyway.” I stood up, walking over to hug Gemma. “I’m so sorry, we’ll have to do lunch another time, okay?”
“Alright,” She nodded.
“Beau, Raine, lets go,” I said, about to walk past Harry.
“So, you’re just going to treat me as if we don’t have past?” Harry questioned.
I looked at him. “Yes, Harry, because you insulted my boyfriend and our relationship just because you’re bitter and alone. And our past wasn’t exactly great, so I think you’d prefer me to treat you this way instead of based on that.”
And with that, we left.
Niall, Selena, Beau, and I arrived at Niall’s album release party, walking into the building as cameras flashed in our faces. I sighed in relief as we made it inside, Beau chuckling at me.
“You’ve been famous for how long now?” He teased.
I rolled my eyes. “You know just as well as we do that you never get used to it.”
We followed the bodyguards through the double doors and into the main room, seeing that it was filled to the brim with people already. And the room wasn’t small either. As we made our way through the crowd, people said their hellos to us. Selena, Beau and I stood off to the side of the stage, Niall going up after someone introduced him. Everyone applauded him as he did so, a big smile appearing on his face as he stepped up to the podium.
“First of all, I want to thank all of you for comin’,” Niall spoke into the microphone. “This is a big night for me, as this is when all of my hard work, as well as everyone who helped me’s hard work pays off. I, uh, I put my all into this album and I’m thrilled that everyone gets to finally hear it. This is a big change from what I’m used to. If this was a couple years ago, I’d have three other lads up here with me. Who are all here, by the way.”
Everyone laughed, except for me. My heart dropped knowing that Harry was here. The last time I saw him didn’t end so well, and I didn’t want to run into him and risk ruining Niall’s big night because Harry and Beau might get into another argument.
We would just have to avoid him.
“But tonight, I stand up here on my own. And though it’ll still take some getting used to for me, I think it’s a good thing. I may miss being a part of something that was bigger than just the four or five of us, but now I’m ready to be a part of something bigger than myself. And, to quote a much younger me that had no idea what the next years would have in store, I hope it all works out. Thank you.”
Everyone applauded Niall, many of whom had wiped away a tear or two. I almost cried myself, being so proud of him and how far he had come, and how far he’d go.
He got down from the stage, hugging each of us. “I’m so glad I got to have you guys here with me for this.”
“We are so proud of you, you have no idea.” Selena teared up as she hugged him again.
Niall laughed as he pulled away. “No more cryin’, we’re supposed to be celebratin’.”
We all got drinks, Niall and Selena going off to mingle with people.
“So, what do we do if your ex tries to start shit with us?” Beau asked me.
I exhaled. “He can’t start shit with us if we avoid him.”
“You have a fair point,” He chuckled, kissing my head.
As if on cue, the one person we didn’t want to see walked up to us.
“Hey,” Harry said awkwardly.
“Look, we’re not going to let anything ruin Niall’s night. So just back off, alright?” Beau warned.
Harry put his hands up in defense. “I don’t want tonight to get ruined either. I was just going to ask if I could talk to (y/n). Alone.”
I looked at him in surprise. “Seriously?”
“Do you really think I’m going to let you talk to my girlfriend alone after how things went the last time?” Beau said incredulously. “Absolutely not,”
Harry sighed. “Just hear me out… I just feel an apology is due.”
“More like way overdue,” I muttered.
He gestured to me. “Very true,”
Beau hesitated, then rolled his eyes as he sighed. “Fine, whatever. But I’m keeping an eye on you, you got it?”
Harry put his hands back up. “I got it, mate.”
I followed Harry as he walked to the bar, both of us sitting on stools.
“Like I said, I owe you an apology,” Harry started. “I shouldn’t have started anything with Beau last time, and I’m sorry that I did. I’m also sorry for being bitter and not seeing how much better he is for you than I was. You look so happy with him, and I did tell you to find someone better, so I was out of line for doing what I did. But I couldn’t help but feel jealous and angry… because all I could think of is how you wanted me to fight for you, and I didn’t. And now that you’ve moved on, it’s too late. I’ve lost you, and all I can do is just hope that no one will ever break your heart the way I did. …So, yeah, I apologize. To both of you.”
I sighed. “I accept your apology. But, I also apologize. I shouldn’t have let Beau call you names or have treated you the way I did. I should’ve been checking up on you, not ignoring you and avoiding you. No matter what, I’ll always care about you, so I don’t want there to be any hard feelings between us.”
“It’s fine,” He assured me. “You don’t have to apologize for that, I brought that onto myself. And I don’t blame you for not wanting anything to do with me. Besides, he was right.”
I gave him a confused look. “Right about what?”
“I was a ‘borderline alcoholic’.” He air quoted.
I gasped. “You were not.”
“I was,” He nodded. “I actually went to rehab for a bit after you left, though no one knows about it except my family and now you. I’d been drinking a lot behind your back when we were together, I hid it from you because I was ashamed. I didn’t want you to see just how much I didn’t deserve you, but in the end, I showed my true colors anyways.”
I looked at him for a bit. “I honestly had no idea. I’m so sorry, if I knew I could’ve helped or someth–”
“Forget it,” He waved me off. “You could’ve have helped me, (y/n). I needed a wake up call, so you leaving me was exactly what I needed in a sad, ironic way.”
“Yeah, I guess so…” I trailed off.
He smiled at me. “I’ve actually been sober since a month after you left.”
I smiled back. “That’s great, Harry.”
He nodded, sighing. “You should probably get back to your boyfriend. If I keep you any longer he might think something’s up.”
I laughed. “I never thought I’d ever hear you say that.”
“Neither did I, to be quite honest.” He chuckled. I got up from my stool, and he stayed put. “Tell Raine I said hi, alright?”
I gave him a look. “You know that you can come by and see him anytime, right?”
“I don’t know your address, so.” He said expectingly.
I rolled my eyes at him, causing him to laugh. “I’ll text it to you,”
He gasped dramatically. “You still have my number?”
“Oh, cut the shit,” I smacked his arm playfully.
“Hey, uh, one more thing,” He said.
“Yes?” I urged.
“Promise me you won’t write a song about me? I already have enough of those, as you know.” He smirked.
I groaned jokingly. “Don’t flatter yourself, I’m not writing anything about you.”
“Good,” He nodded.
I walked away, Beau coming up to me and putting his arm around me protectively, kissing my head as he looked at Harry. He just laughed, turning back around to the bar and ordering a water.
if you liked this and have ideas for other imagines feel free to request them, requests are always open x
Amy Appreciation Post- livestream edition!
//you might notice that I put my tag on the top right unlike on other collages I’ve made- that’s because this one is 100% me. I took the pictures myself, and set it up and blah blah. I’m really proud of this one ^^ I hope you all enjoy! @peeblesprotectionpatrol tagging you because you usually find my things anyway but I enjoy when you like my things ^^♡
Wow okay, never in a million years did I ever believe that I would reach 600 followers! I am grateful to each and every one of you who have helped me reach this milestone! Honestly, I love you all so much!
Instead of the usual name every follower here who I admire etc, I am going to make this a giveaway instead! I never really done one of these before so I hope that this will be okay orz ANYWAY let’s get to business, shall we??
Only one reblog and one like per person will be counted.
You must be one of my mutual followers.
The result will be decided on 28th of February at 10:00pm UK time (GMT+0)
If you do not respond to my message within 24 hours of me sending it, I will give it to someone else.
I will use a random generator to pick the winners.
1st: A customized theme using this theme including a background, and some icons and a mobile header to match the theme.
2nd: A mobile header and icons to match the header
3rd: Icons or a header for the character of your choice. You must choose only chose one out of icons or a header.
Good luck, and again thank you for the following! I hope to see you all soon!
Congratulations on 600+ followers !! It's nice to see people appreciating the hard work that goes into making art <3 I was wondering if it would be possible for you to draw Kokichi Ouma from NDRV3 ?
Aaah thank you very much anon <3
yay Ouma this little mischevious guy! (I still have a drawing of him somewhere in my folders I hope I’ll find the motivation to finish it one day hahah) gosh I want to play NDRV3 so much– I only watched some videos of the Prologue but I want to know what happens next T T too bad I don’t know enough japanese to understand it
So here is my take on the Lady Uesugi and Lady Takeda. Wanted to take the digital art approach but then my laptop died…
Traditional art it is. And then my scanner broke– like seriously??
Anyways, I’m quite happy with how it turned out though some parts still irks me. (Like the Lady Uesugi’s hair..which is more like a haystack cause I screwed up with the colour and it only got worse as I tried to fix it ish..)
Buuuut yeah. It was quite a fun project.
Hope you SLBP fans like it too!