but i found it while looking for references



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literallyilliterateweebtrash  asked:

how did you figure out how to do hands

well when I do hands I tend to break them into 3 big shapes 

starting with the wrist then palm, thumb then the fingers 

once I have the big shapes in I separate the fingers

here are some more examples of the different parts

one of the best ways that I learned how to draw hands was to draw a LOT of them, in different poses, while looking at a reference. 

This is a site that I found useful, 

it has 3D models of hands that you can change the view so you can see the same pose from different angles. 

p.s. this site i linked to does contain nude figures just a heads up  

Skye’s Last Name in the Framework

So, as we can see from the image above, Skye’s name is not centrallised as it would be if she wasn’t using a last name as we saw in seasons 1 and most of season 2.

We can surmise that this Framework version of Skye is using a last name but thanks to that strategic thumb positioning, we can’t see what it is. But we can make a few guesses.

The first and most cruel, could it be Skye Ward? It would be a cruel play with the ship name sure but I’m not sure that it will turn out to be Ward. The text Daisy receives refers to Ward as her boyfriend and not husband, so there’s no reason for her to have taken his name.

It could be Johnson but even that’s unlikely because if she found her parents in this reality, then her name would be Daisy Johnson and not Skye (I’ll also talk about why she’s Skye in this reality and not Daisy).

The one I think that’s most likely is May, that is Skye May. Skye was always looking for a family and I think the Framework gave her that while also giving some peace to May, by giving her a surrogate for a daughter. I think it’s possible that we’ll see a deep bond between Daisy and May in the Framework that will help Daisy break through to her. I also want this to happen because I miss their interactions.

Now, as to why Daisy is Skye in the Framework is because as Daisy, she doesn’t have any ties to Ward or any of the ‘fixes’ that AIDA made. Skye on the other hand, was impressionable and naive. She was looking for approval and as stated earlier, a family. Daisy has all of that, she found her birth family and the family she chose, Coulson, May, Simmons, Fitz, Mack and Elena. These people validate and encourage her own deep-seated sense of justice and doing the right thing. She considers them family because of who they are, the way they were shaped by their regrets. Daisy, while also more understanding, would never choose to be with Ward, she’s still mourning Lincoln, remember. Her mind would immediately rebel.

And Chloe’s acting in that sneak peek was amazing. Her shock at finding Ward in the bed and not Lincoln, then her anger when she tried to quake him and finally her terror and helplessness when she realised not only did she not have her powers but that she would have to play along. Her discomfort and disgust every time he comes closer is palpable.

Also Brett Dalton, as Ward, he’s not being a jerk yet. He’s amused when she tries to quake him because he doesn’t know about her powers (obviously) and it makes no sense to him, except that it looks silly. He’s puzzled by her behaviour but doesn’t think too long on it. It is a little troubling that he doesn’t pick up on her discomfort but that’s probably for the best, we don’t him sniffing around and getting suspicious..

Anyway, that’s all I have for now, can’t wait for the episode to air! It has been too long!

Get Down had me crying like a bish!

I can’t describe how much I love this series. How much respect for it I have. It’s so much of our culture with this important subtexts and messages.

I mean take the finale episode for example - the big get together throw down scene! Even though I’m black and I have interest in just about all the eras when it comes to music it’s still easy to forget how much music - our music - has transformed. It’s easy to forget that we invented a lot of shit even though that’s often been stolen and watered down for others. Music for blacks has always been this element that’s just reigned supreme - no matter what part of our history you look at music has been founding. Music has also transformed our way of dance of course - one thing I love about the get down is its highlight of disco dance in our culture. Because yes be-boying is something that’s populated from that time and while disco music is often brought up on movies that highlight that era (about blacks)…the dance form is often left to the wayside or night shined on. And the fact that the disco king (who refers to himself as such) is someone that always has his finger on the trigger, is my favorite thing. I was so jazzed when there was a battle between hip-hop and disco - because that’s real. One washed the other out before something else came along and affected that thing too (rap). Plus that scene was fucking epic.

Can I also say I’m here for them bringing girls to the mic and having them do hip hop and not just singing disco! I was sooo amped. And baby was referenced as Queen and I dug that too with all the kingdom talks of kings. Ra-Ra is so precious. I love that every member has their role - there own superpower and everytime he creates a plan he’s just like a genius Cinnabon who can do no wrong.

I cried so many times for fucking Shaolin in part 2. I def liked him more this time around. He was more human, more real. You guys know I love my broken baes. My heart broke for him a million times over. Zeke made him believe they were ride or die, that they were family that he could lean on him and the Kiplings and then he turned his back and walked away. He spent his childhood and adulthood being raped by Annie, running drugs for her, surviving alone. He says in one episode - “You’ve never seen me out with a girl, on dates and holding hands, I don’t know nothin bout that shit.” - this part shows is just how Annie has affected him. When he goes to find Dizzee at Thor’s and he’s sees into D’s world/his sexuality we get subtext that maybe Shao’s sexuality ain’t the lady killer as he makes it - he also refers to Dizz as his brother (his alien brother) and we see him refer to the members as his brothers a few times (showing his opening up). When he lets Boo start to run drugs for him, it’s not out of greed or malice it’s because Boo was gonna be in that life regardless of what anyone said and Shao felt like he was better under his care than someone else’s. Its also because Boo hit him with that relatable - they’re gonna leave us one day and I ain’t got no college to go to - line. Zeke often has one foot in and one foot out where Shao is concerned. He had many people in his ear warning him about how bad Shao was. So hearing him out was never on the table. Mentally I couldn’t help but say it’s because you love him when Shao asked zeke what’s stopping him from fucking zeke up right then since they aren’t family, because that’s what it really was. He had stood in front of Zeke and once again stripped himself bare by revealing a part of himself he never showed anyone else (his real name) and Zeke used that against him - telling him things that deep down he believed himself. And then to see him go back to Annie! Gah! I cried and cried and then that bitch shot the kitten! Man….they had me fucked up with this season/part.

Can I give a honorary mention for the fact that it was this shared reality that made homie give up trying to get Shao to come back and sign that paper. That scene was so important.

Last but not least - my baby Dizzee and in part his baby Thor! My boo was somber this season/part. We also didn’t get a lot of him because jaden’s time allot was different/his contract. But I still love this shit! Paint nails, crazy philosophy, considered weird and still a rebel at heart. Diz had to settle more into his own sexuality this season/part. Thors locked up and Diz is taking a stone cold break from his street art and even his old friends. For some reason his father feels like he’s the bad one (ha). It just seems like he’s a little disconnected and trying to keep his head down while making comic sketches for his jailbird boyfriend. That all of course changes when Thor gets out. It’s clear he doesn’t want his family to know about his sexuality or his relationship with Thor. And they’re so stupid they’re still calling Thor his friend even though he took that step towards him before he passed out, repeatedly draws him, spends all his time with him, and draws him hearts with spray pain in the air…he just doesn’t wanna lose those close to him. He doesn’t think they’ll accept him. You could see the fear dropping off of him when Shao walked into Thor’s place and saw everything - from the way he glanced from his Rumi paintings to a sleeping Thor. Rumi is a metaphor for his own sexuality but it was easy to read between the lines in that room. Diz’s art is a very important part of him. It’s how he communicates, how he tells his stories. Like music and dance art (def street art) is a big part of the culture and The Get Down used all 3 to triangle eachother in a nice way. Music, dance, art, they were all a rebellion and art was Diz’s preferred form. It was what originally bonded him and Thor (and can I say how cute it is that Thor supports him and amazed by his performance both with a mic in his hand or an art tool!). I’m gonna have to talk about Dizzee again cause they had me all the way fucked up with that ending. Dizzee is my fav and I’m just not…it’s not where I’m at - at all. It’s frustrating to love this shit so much and know it prob won’t be renewed. Like…ugh. Five fucking episodes - it wasn’t enough! And don’t even get me started on the domesticated house scene of pure freedom and elation as Dizzee and Thor painted each other.

Everything had me crying like a baby and that finale had me wtfing all over the place.

Last Words...Almost

Jerome laughs as he kicks the man in the face making him fall to the floor and cry out in pain. “What did I tell you?” Jerome hisses to the man with a smirk. The man spits out blood and looks up at Jerome with trembling lips. “I-I’m sorry boss. I’ll have it by tomorrow.” “Eh! No! We made a deal, and I don’t like breaking them. You’ve figured that out already huh? So I’ll give you two hours. Have my money by then or… Well I guess it’s a good thing you left on a good note with your wife.” Jerome laughs at the mans terrified face.

“I’ll have it. I swear.” The man scrambles out of the room quickly. I giggle and hug Jerome from behind. “I love it when you’re violent.” I sigh into him tightening my arms around him. “Aww me too dolly.” Jerome spins around and hugs me back. “Oh! Idea! How about we go crash a charity bash!” “Does this have anything with Bruce Wayne being there?” I ask seeing as he’s still struggling with his unfinished kill that got him killed a couple years back.

“No. I just want to see you in a sexy red number is all, and no I don’t mean covered in blood this time.” “Hm shocker there.” I giggle and kiss my clown prince of crime. “Well then. I should go get ready.” I go to our shared room and get myself presentable for rich people. It’s so much work living a double life. One full of crime and then the high life. Plus dating the one and only clown prince of crime is a challenge on its own. His always back and fourth with well everything. Even what he wants on his toast. Such a struggle between strawberry or grape.

I decent down the marble steps and pose at the bottom waiting for Jerome’s eyes to catch me. “Ohh look at you!” He stumbles over to me and grasps my waist. “So polished. So yummy! So rich!” J kisses up my neck making me giggle. “Let’s go baby. Let’s make some dummy’s screams!”

When we arrive at the venue Jerome goes and hides while I socialize with others. “(Y/n) (Y/l/n).” I look over to the owner of the voice and see Jim Gordon. Ugh kill me now. I internally roll my eyes and stroll over to him. “Mr. Gordon. It is so lovely to see you.” “You too. How are you doing? Well I hope. I’m sorry we couldn’t catch Jerome in time.” Jim asks referring to when Jerome killed my parents because they found out about us being together.

I look down acting as if I was saddened by this mention. “Better. It’s just hard not seeing them everyday. I never knew I could miss my mother’s burnt chicken, or my fathers yelling at the TV.” Jim nods with a small smile.

“Ah Bruce. Good to see you.” I turn around to see the famous boy billionaire Bruce Wayne. “Hello Jim. (Y/n).” “Bruce.” I smile and bat my eye lashes at him.

Suddenly the lights go out and a loud cackling erupts. I smirk knowing how scared everyone is. A single gun shot is heard and the whole place is silent. “Hello Gotham.” Jerome starts to cackle again louder this time. The lights turn back on. I watch as Jerome slides down the railing on the stairwell.

I make my way to the front wanting to watch the show. “(Y/n). No.” Jim holds me back. “I have to see him. He needs to see the pain he’s caused me.” I say and run up to the front. Jerome’s eyes land on me with a smirk.

“Ahh Lookie here! If it isn’t Ms. (Y/l/n). The last living family member of the (Y/l/n) family. How’s that going for ya?” He taunts me stepping closer.

I stay silent and make a tear slide down my cheek. “Aw you poor thing. Here.” Jerome reaches and swipes the tear off giggling as he does. He suddenly grabs me and places a gun to my head. “NOW! WHERE IS BRUCE WAYNE!” Bruce doesn’t stand up. “3… 2…” “I’m right here.” Bruce says and comes into view. Jerome tosses me to the side and runs to Bruce.

Before he could get to him a red light appears on his chest. He doesn’t notice. Jerome doesn’t realize he’s about to get shot down. I run and jump in front of him taking the bullet for him. The crowd screams as I fall to the ground. I fall perfectly in Jerome’s arms. I look up at him and tears start to come out of his eyes. Actual tears. As I lose my senses one by one the last thing I hear is “I love you.”

Jerome’s POV:
A week. It’s been a week since she’s been shot. The cops took her to the hospital and she’s been there ever since. I sip my scotch sitting in front of the lit fire waiting for my trained monkey to walk through the large doors.

“Boss.” I look at the time and see it to be 9:00. “Right on time Sam.” I say with my scratchy voice. He comes around and stands beside my chair. “You need to come with me.” “Whys that? Nothing left to do.” “She’s awake.” Sam says and I can’t believe my own ears.

I get up quickly and run to the car. Sam drives me to the back of the hospital. “5th floor, 8th window down from the right.” I climb each wedge till I get to the window I needed. I see a doctor talking with her and then unhooking her from some matches. Once he walks out I tap on the window getting her attention. She leaps out of bed struggling with her strength and opens the window.

“Jerome.” She sighs hugging me close. I hug her back but pull back and shake her. “Why would you do that?” “Do what?” I roll my eyes. “Take that bullet. Are you crazy?” She tilts her head as if she’s thinking. She smiles and giggles cutely wrapping her arms around my neck. “Yes.” She say and presses her soft tender lips to my own.

I take her home and lay with her all night caressing her soft milky flesh. “You know what doll?” “What?” “You’re the one person who can make the Joker cry.” I kiss her forehead and tightly secure my arms around her. “Yeah I guess I am. I love you J.” “I love you too (Y/n).”

I’ll Always Come Back To You (Steve Rogers x Reader One Shot)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: 1,325

Warnings: Kissing, cussing and that’s it (:

A/N: There’s a smutty version of this one shot in my files but I decided to keep it low key lmao I hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think (:

Originally posted by naih-reedus

It’s pitch black dark in the living room of your apartment and the only source of light is coming up from the flat screen TV mounted on the wall. The horror film has Steve and you entranced and to be honest you’re scared shitless right now. These type of movies weren’t your favorite but it was Steve’s choice and this is what he picked. You keep stealing short glances at him, the sight of his chiseled face grounding you to reality and making the movie more bearable to watch.

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Was looking for official Allura pics to use as reference for my drawings but found something that got me confused. In the first pic Allura is wearing black gloves, while in the second she doesn’t.

I thought at first that maybe she wears the gloves when she’s wearing the helmet for breathing purposes, since space. But that doesn’t seem to be the case:

This shot is from 2x11

This one is from 1x8, when Allura jumps from the Castle ship into the Balmera

During her free fall you can’t see her hands so I don’t know if she was wearing them *during* it, but once she hit ground, she wasn’t wearing them at all.

The very same shot from her jumping from the castle ship is reused again in 2x13, when she, Kolivan and Antok go fight the druids. She’s not wearing gloves in it either.

However, the moment she comes off from her platform to attack one of the druids, she’s already wearing the glove

She retains the glove for the reminder of the fight.

She also wears them in 2x6 but those were the only instances where I found her wearing glove in space. At all other times, she seems to be without gloves. I wonder which ones are true and which ones are coloring mistakes?

anonymous asked:

Hi. Your Carter fics are adorable and if it isn't too much, can I request for a young Carter suddenly being all sulking and mad at his parents one day because apparently he found Will and Nico's wedding album and he was mad at them because he wasn't invited?


Nico prided himself on knowing his son. He knew exactly how much Carter hated peas, and how warm he liked his baths. He knew just how his toddler liked his grilled cheese (golden, with a little bit of brown around the edges), and he even knew what time Carter liked to watch TV. It was the kind of pride that his husband scoffed at, but always with a soft smile on his face and a kiss on Nico’s cheek. “You know him better then you know me,” Will would often complain with a pout. Nico didn’t understand the argument.

“He’s our son, Will, of course I know him.” Will would only laugh and kiss Nico’s temple, ignoring the confused look Nico gave him. He would never elaborate, and Nico didn’t know whether that was good or not. Nico liked knowing carter, though, it gave him a sense of normalcy to always know exactly what was going to happen next and how Carter would react. Nico felt comfortable in his knowledge.

Which was why it threw him for a complete loop when Carter didn’t act as he usually did.

Carter usually only pouted when he was hurt. Maybe that was why Nico assumed the worst when he found his five year old son pouting on the couch. Nico frowned and moved over to the boy, kneeling on the floor in front of where he sat, gazing into those bright blue eyes. “What’s wrong, baby?” Nico pushed a few curls out of Carter’s face, tucking them gently behind his ear.

Carter sniffled and looked up at his father. “Why wasn’t I invited, Papa?” It was honestly the last thing Nico had expect his son to saw, and he faltered a bit while struggling to figure out what exactly it was that Carter was referring to.

“What are you talking about, Carter?” The pale blue book sitting on the couch next to Carter caught Nico’s eye and he picked it up, the weight of it familiar in his hands. When his son still didn’t answer, Nico flipped open the book, glancing at the smiling faces that greeted him, reminding him of one of the best days of his life. “Where ever did you find this?” Nico glanced back up at Carter, who had tears welling in his baby blue eyes.

“I-I found it in your room. Why didn’t you take me?” The way his bottom lip trembled kept Nico from laughing. Instead, he gently picked Carter up, sitting on the couch with his son on his legs and the book in Carter’s lap. He opened it again to the front, smiling at the familiar chicken-scratch that Will called handwriting.

“Baby, this is an album of mine and Daddy’s wedding. It has pictures of the day we got married.” Nico flipped through the pages slowly as Carter liked to touch the faces of people he knew in the photos. Specifically Will and Nico.

“Why didn’t I get to go to your married?” Nico laughed quietly, the vibrations reverberating through Nico’s chest and into Carter’s back. His son looked more confused than before.

“We got married before you were born, sweetheart. Three years before you were born, specifically.” Carter made a small O with his mouth, the realization sinking in. Nico laughed quietly again, flipping through the album and answering questions that Carter asked about their wedding. He was surprised at how much interest the toddler had in the pictures. It wasn’t until a kiss was placed on the top of Nico’s head that he noticed how long they had been talking.

“Hey, babe, what’re you guys doing out here?” Nico smiled as Will wrapped his arms loosely around Nico’s neck.

I’m trying to evenly rotate between writing strictly solangelo and Carter

Mine. Jealous!Taehyung x Reader (Slight SMUT)

‘’Kookie!’’ You shouted from across the room when you saw him walking in, along with Rap Monster and Jimin. Your best friend greeted you, waving with a wide smile. He quickly walked over to you and pulled you off the couch, ripping you away from Taehyung, your boyfriend. Jungkook hugged you tightly, ‘’Ah, you’ve seen her yesterday, let her go.’’ Taehyung said, obviously quite annoyed.

He’s been very annoyed with you and Jungkook hanging out lately, telling you that if you like him that much, to just date him. Taehyung wasn’t always like that, at least, not when you hung out with the other members. It was weird because Tae wasn’t jealous of you hanging out with J-Hope, even though he told everyone he has a crush on you. Jungkook, as far as you know, has no romantic feelings towards you.

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step dad || calum hood

“Babe, I’ve got it. I’ve been around the kids.” Calum assures, practically ushering his new wife out the door.

“Ok, but Ella doesn’t like chicken nuggets and that’s all Garrett will eat.” She insists.

“I know baby.” He smiles.

“Calum are you sure? You’ve never been alone with them for a whole weekend.” She sighs. “No, you know what. I’m staying home. It’s too soon.” She drops her bag.

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A Significant Change in Dynamic (Lin/Reader)

Prompt: @hamwriters Write-A-Thon Day 4!  Write a fic that happens where you live or somewhere close. Celebrate your culture and where you are!

Author’s Note: So I live in NYC. As you can imagine, today’s prompt wasn’t much of a challenge. To combat that, I wrote a piece in which the reader was really vulnerable which made me feel really vulnerable. Posting this is scary, I won’t lie.

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda/Reader

Summary: You’ve been given feedback on your writing by your best friend Lin: he thinks your more provocative scenes could use some work. He’s willing to help, but taking up his offer changes things.

Rating: M, for swearing and… well honestly this is just smut with a long setup. so smut.

Warnings: Making out, blowjobs, swearing, p in v intercourse, sexual tension. And yes, this is an AU where Lin is married to Vanessa and has Sebastian as a son.

Words: 3180 (save me)

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Never Have I Ever

A/N: This is my first fanfic! (once again lol) Feedback would be greatly appreciated one way or another!

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Warnings: Some swearing

Words: 1,377

Originally posted by marorra

      “Never have I ever done something illegal,” Betty said in a way that made it sound more of a question rather than a statement as she put another one of her fingers down. Ronnie, Jughead, and Kevin followed suit. Archie looked like he wanted to put his finger down, but he didn’t do something illegal since “something illegal” was him and Grundy had done that.

       “I love how I’m the only one with five fingers up,” you say.

       “Well you are the epitome of a good kid,” Jughead said, but you knew that he was a good kid too. Everyone there was.

       “Okay, okay, I have one that’ll make you put a finger down Y/N,” Veronica said with a smirk.

       “Alright shoot,” you say before drinking some of your lemonade.

       “Never have I ever wanted to make out with someone in this room,” your eyes grew wide and you started choking on the drink when you heard Veronica’s words. Everyone looked at you in surprise, not thinking you’d start to go into a coughing fit. You started laughing through the coughing, trying to find air to breathe, but the situation was just too darn funny. Betty started laughing, then Kevin, and then Ronnie had joined in too. Archie and Jughead looked confused, but it was only because they had no idea about the conversations you’ve all had discussing this.

       “Veronica I swear you’re gonna be the death of me,” you finally managed to get out. “But yeah, that was a, um, good one,” you cleared your throat once more and put down a finger. Everyone else did too.

       “Woah, woah, woah. I knew about everyone else wanting to make out with someone here, but Jughead?” Ronnie asked with a raised eyebrow.

       “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Juggie asked looking mildly annoyed. You knew he liked Veronica, but sometimes he definitely believed she was the devil incarnate.

       “Just that I didn’t think you thought about any of us in a more than a platonic way,” she said in a questioning tone that never failed to make Betty giggle. “Wait, oh my gosh, WHO?!”

       “That isn’t part of Never Have I Ever Ronnie,” you scolded, mainly for your own benefit because you knew Jughead would say Betty or maybe even Veronica and you weren’t ready for that reality. Jughead and you made eye contact and he gave you a grateful smile, completely unaware of your feelings toward him.

       “Okay then let’s play Truth or Dare instead, we all know Y/N was gonna win Never Have I Ever anyway,” Kevin says with a smirk. Oh boy…

       “It looks like it’s finally your turn Jughead. So tell us, truth or dare?” you had given Veronica a dare she completed with no problem what-so-ever so now it was her turn to ask the last person left. Albeit, you felt a bit bad for Jughead because you knew if you were put on the spot you’d be completely uncomfortable. He either gets asked to tell us or dared to or maybe even to do the deed.

       “Dare,” Jughead sighed, knowing what he’d get asked as the truth and since he wouldn’t want to answer he’d receive a dare anyway.
       “I dare you to make out with the person that made you have to put that finger of yours down,” Veronica said and you stood up simultaneously with Jughead.
       “Lemonade,” you said as you bent down to grab your cup. Walking out of there and down the stairs to the kitchen as fast as you could without drawing any more attention to yourself. You didn’t want to see Jughead make out with anyone.
       Jughead remained unsure as to what to do when you left since he was just dared to kiss you– no, to make out with you. He just looked around in awkward silence seeing if he could play it off
       “Why are you just standing there like a doofus? You have a dare to complete, just go- oh…” Kevin trailed off when he realized that Jughead couldn’t complete the dare without you.
       “Oh my God, I can’t believe you and Y/N both want to make out with each other,” Betty said with a grin on her face until she realized she slipped up. It was too late, Jughead knew you wanted to kiss him.
       “Wait, what?”
       “Y/N likes you, God knows why–”
       “Then why did she leave?”
       “She just doesn’t think you like her in that way, well actually she has her days when she doesn’t think you like her in any way which completely preposterous because you tell her just about everything and no matter how much we attempt to pry and ask she never tells us a thing–”
       “Fuck I’m in deep,” Jughead cutoff Veronica mid-sentence.
       “We won’t check up on you guys anytime soon,” Archie said, smirking at Jughead’s back as he was leaving the room.

       You weren’t able to hear anything from the kitchen since they were all in Archie’s room, but you did here movement. You weren’t sure if you were ready to go back up there so you were just hanging out in the Andrews’ living room. Fred was out with Hermione so you had all decided to meet up at Archie’s place.

       “Y/N?” heard Jughead say from the stairs, but continued to make his way towards you.

       “Whatcha doing down here Juggie, shouldn’t you be up there making out with the crush of your life?” you asked him in a semi-defensive tone even though you were trying for a more playful and light one.

       “I would be, yes, but she decided to refill her cup with lemonade right when I was about to,” Jughead sat down next to you and gave you a small smile. You scooted away from him, leaving a very visible gap between the both of you. Seeing this made Jug feel a tad crestfallen, but he knew that your defense tactic was pushing everyone away. You told him that right after he yelled at you for asking him about Jellybean. You had left the drive-in crying that day.

       “No one’s been down here other than me so I don’t know who you might be referring to,” you mumbled and drank what little was left of your lemonade. Even after refilling twice, the cup seemed to remain empty. Almost like the feeling in your heart.

       “I was referring to you, Y/N,” Jughead said scooting over to you, “And quite honestly, I’d like to complete my dare.”

       You turned to face Jughead to make a remark, but instead, you found your faces a few couple centimeters apart. Jughead’s breath was ragged while you just couldn’t quite find anything to breathe. You were tempted to lean forward, but you were hesitant, no matter how much you wanted to. What if Jughead realized you weren’t worth scarring staying for.

       He kept looking between you and your lips, and you knew that he wanted you. You knew that he wanted to be with you and that terrified you with excitement. “With all this hesitation and build up, I’m not too sure you want to do that dare,” your voice, just barely louder than a whisper, seemed to tremble, but you felt a new type of confidence you were not accustomed to having. The confidence of certainty, the confidence of knowing that even if Jughead one day decided that you weren’t enough for him, that you were more than enough for him tonight and have been more than enough for him many times before. Jughead smiled at your words and cupped your face with one hand while his other hand on your waist, closing whatever space between the both of you was left.

       And just like that, the both of you were kissing. Your hands had found their way to the side of Jug’s face and to his hair. You felt his beanie fall off his head and your back touch the floor. You hadn’t realized either of you were moving, you were too caught up in Jughead’s cherry tasting lips. He stopped kissing you momentarily to catch his breath. You started laughing with giddiness and Juggie smiled.

       “I might just be in love with you,” you heard him mumble right before dipping down to start kissing you once again. 

So this is both my first time sharing my art on here, and my first time ever attempting any kind of fan art! But I was re-reading ACOMAF today and found myself super inspired to draw Feyre when she encounters Lucien and the Spring Court sentinels in the woods while she’s training with Rhys. 

I wanted to play around with her body type (dem thighs) and wanted to focus on when she displays her wings and looks wicked and cruel and strong and amazing. 

I’ve been using a photo of Angelina Jolie from Tomb Raider (lol old) as my face reference and just kind of winging it in the armor department but honestly I really have noidewhatimdoing but here’s my rough 3am scribbles. 

I’m pretty new to digital art in general so I’m excited to be trying something outside of my comfort zone!

I was thinking about Blind!76 without his visor and I remembered Toph Beifong and the levels of sass that 76 would have without his visor reminded me of her. I mean imagine it.

Someone: “76, when I was in town, I found something that you’re not gonna like.”
[holds up a paper] 
76: “Well it sounds like a sheet of paper, but I guess you’re referring to what’s on the sheet of paper.”

Someone [defending his drawing]: “Those are his horns!” (hangs head) “I haven’t seen him in a while, okay?”
76: “It looks just like him to me!”
Someone: “Thank you! I worked really…”
Someone: “Why do you feel the need to do that?”

76: “Look there it is!”
Everyone: [Goes to look. Nothing there]
Everyone: “…”
76: “That’s what it will sound like when one of you spots it.”
[waves hand in front of his face with a smile]

Dog4s2 by Rahmatozz. I was attracted to this work while looking for futuristic interpretations of modern items while writing a story. This interpretation is that of a dog that is also a camera and I found it a suitable companion for the character in the story. I find it particularly intriguing due to its searching reference to that of bloodhounds. #mecha – https://www.pinterest.com/pin/336714509627151993/

Just For A Little Bit..

Originally posted by 2nep1nk

“It’s true that we don’t know what we’ve got until we lose it, but it’s also true that we don’t know what we’ve been missing until it arrives”

Summary: That night was just suppose to be nothing but careless fun, but after drinking shot after shot that night was your first time having a one-night stand. What did you have to worry about? 99% of the time you never see the person you sleep with again… right? WRONG. What will happen when your past comes back to life to haunt you again?

Previous Parts:

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 //

Part 5 everyone~ 



“I’m sorry! Happy?” You questioned and Bobby suddenly begins to laugh.

Again what’s so funny? You didn’t seem to crack any type of joke once so ever.

“It’s okay.. I mean there is nothing to apologize for.”

“Yes there is, I so rude back in the car and I just… I just wanted to avoid the topic of us every discussing our one night stand..” You blurted out truthfully.

Bobby looked up at you and smiled.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know that topic made your uncomf-”

You quickly cut Bobby off.

“It’s not that it makes me uncomfortable.. It’s just…”

“It’s just what?” Bobby asks looking at you and you sighed. Truth was… You were scared to talk to Bobby after that day. You were scared that he was probably going to look at you as a person with low standard. Someone who was easy.

Bobby was extremely attractive and it would be a shame to reject him but you had worries about him looking down on you, you thought it would be best to just dodge him.

“I mean.. We slept together and that was that… I mean there isn’t much to talk about I guess.” You mumbled and Bobby looks downs and says something that leaves you in complete shock.

“If you didn’t leave that day… Wouldn’t you think you would have been with me instead of Mino..”

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