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Protective | archie andrews

Originally posted by fyeahriverdale

a/n: please please request ideas for short series or one shots!! i like to cater to you guys and sometimes you really do come up with some cool ideas!! love always R🌹

as the years went on you’d think bullying and slut shaming was a thing of the past, you were sadly mistaken. in fact it seemed to get worse and more and more creative as the times went on.

i obliviously walked into school head held higher than normal as i spot Betty and Veronica standing near my locker, smiling brightly i approach them a little bounce in my step as I over to them.


i gawk smiling like an idiot, i had my very first date last night with one Reggie Mantle and you think it went rather well. we had a meal at pops and then went to the drive in to watch a movie where we stuffed our faces with junk food and spent the night cuddled up in the back of his truck with some small make out sessions before he dropped me home just before curfew.

I was still grinning, the gang wasn’t very thrilled with the idea of me going they said that he was a stupid football jock that just wanted to get into my pants and last night just proves that they were wrong - for once.

my smile fades as i glance at their concerned expression, i grab my books and close my locker as they glance from their phones to others loitering in the halls before first period before finally glancing at me.

“what?” i laugh glancing the hall to see many eyes on me, i spot Archie his expression the same as the girls.

“okay what the hell happened”

i ask breaking the silence, tapping my fingers against my books growing impatience at their lack of emotions and words.

“will someone please tell me what’s going on!”

i practically yell, Veronica glances at her phone again and i snatch it from her grasp as the red headed boy stops in front of us mumbling a small greeting.

i glance at the phone and see that the photo Reggie had taken off me last night in the drive in cuddle up to him, only he’d modified the picture and photoshopped maple syrup running down my face.

“oh my god” i say my breathe catching in my throat i click on the comments and instantly regret it the words ‘slut’ ‘ugly’ ‘whore’ 'attention seeking’ came up regularly along with comments about my weight and seemed liked everything else 'what a freak’ i give Veronica back her phone and sniffle tears pricking my eyes.

I look up to see Betty and Veronica staring me down

“do it say it!! okay 'i told you so’ okay I get it”

the girls shake their heads scrambling for words to comfort me

“forget it” i whisper pushing past them

“(y/n)” i hear archie call but I ignore him keeping my head down as i rush to class, everyone laughing and sharing comments as I pass.

i round the corner and slam into a body, we bump heads and i cuss grabbing my fallen bag and glances to see Jughead concern etched on his face “I saw the picture are you okay?” i sigh sniffling.

“no” i whisper

he places his hand on my shoulder rubbing it soothingly “i didn’t even do anything juggie- Archie’s and the others are just itching to tell me that they were right- again!”

“it’s okay- we know it’s not true. people believe what they want okay you-” jughead tries to soothe me running his hands up and down my arms.

“jughead” we both look up to see the smug look of Reggie

my blood boils and I shove his chest “i can’t believe you” i spit tearing up at the sight of him.

“what’s wrong baby?” he coos placing his hand tenderly on my shoulder i shudder at his touch and rip my shoulder from his grasp “don’t touch me reggie!” i warn.

he steps forward and jughead stands in front of me protectively, he laughs clapping his hands looking to his boys standing behind him “would you look at that” he howls getting up in jughead face.

“don’t even think about it” i seethe standing in front of jughead pushes at reggies chest.

as much as i wanted to cower behind juggie i knew that Reggie wouldn’t flinch punching him and the last thing i wanted was for my best friend to get punched in the face.

“oh c'mon i wasn’t going to punch your little boyfriend” he teases winking at the both of us “he’s not my boyfriend reggie- he’s my friend and i will not let some jerk bully my friends” i shout “or me for that matter”

he bites his lip pulling me into the wall pinning me down “god your hot when your angry” he whispers huskily into my neck.

“get off!!” i yell looking desperately to jughead for help but Reggies boys were holding him hostage.

“i mean it Reggie get off” i yell everyone decides to gather to watch the show, i thrash trying to get out of his grip but it’s useless.

“oh come one little (y/n) you weren’t this shy with me last night” i squirm “your fat ass wasn’t mad when I had my tongue in your mouth” he smirks and i cringe knowing that he was right.

“MANTLE” i head a loud voice

“archie” i say breathless my eyes begging for help

“let her go now” he orders edging closer

“or what andr-” he didn’t get to finish his sentence before archie ran and shoved Reggie off me and onto the floor.

grabbing me by the waist and pulling me into his arms

“so this is your boyfriend?” he howls “Andrews and (y/l/n) nice, I mean Arch buddy you could do way better she’s not much of a 10” he chuckles the group agreeing with him

“you okay” he whispers i nod “im okay now” i smile at him

“hate to break up the love fest but she’s mine archie, her face might not be all that but boy is her body”

the group whistles as they look me up and down taking in every once of me, i felt disgusted and disappointed that I ever thought Reggie was more than a jock with a good body.

the moment didn’t last as reggie grabbed me and shoved me into jughead, that flicks a switch in archie as he punches the boy in the jaw they wrestle around punching other and i yell for them to stop jughead holding me back.

the teachers are alerted and rush over to separate the boys as soon as Archie’s pulled back i run over to him placing my hands on his cheeks examining his face.

“arch” i say sadly glancing at his bruised eye and split lip.

“Andrews, Mantle my office NOW”


“i can’t believe the fought over you!” Ronnie squeals helping me zip up the back of my cheerleading uniform “swoon!” she finishes skipping over to Betty.

“it wasn’t over me, reggie was being an ass and Archie was just being a good friend” i conclude pulling my hair into a half up half down look adding blue ribbon for school spirt.

“have you spoke to him since it happened?” Betty asks sitting in front of me worry filling her voice.

“no, he had detention at lunch” she nods and i feel guilty “he came to see me after school but i just wanted to be alone. ill see him tonight” i try and smile knowing that Reggie would also be at the game.

Veronica touches up my face with a little makeup before the three of us head to school for the pep rally, my mood lifts a little football games were a ritual for me. i loved cheering with B & V and watching Archie play. Often we managed to drag Jughead and Kevin to the games to watch us all tonight that was one of those nights.

we meet the squad in the change rooms and grab our poms poms getting ready to go out onto the field to get the crowd pumped

“you will speak with him before the game right?” Veronica asks me worried, i nod following the girls out onto the field “promise”

“WOOHOO GO THE BULLDOGS” we cheer running and flipping out onto the field hyping the crowd up i spot jughead in the crowd and i jog over to him when Cheryl isn’t looking

“juggie!” i yell catching his attention “have you seen arch?” as the words leave my mouth the bulldogs run through the banner Archie leading the pack with a huge black eye. i glance at him guilty, he doesn’t see me searching through the crowd of river vixen. “ill talk to you later” i tell him he smiles frustrated giving me the 'I know your not okay’ stare.

i jog over to the drinks table where Archie stand his back facing me, i approach place my hand on his shoulder causing him to spin around relief flooding his expression as he realises it’s me.

“oh thank god it thought you weren’t here and i know you love the games and I didn’t want you to not come because of reggie and-” i cut him off placing my hand on his cheek touching the purpleness around his eyes gently.

“oh arch” he’s hand shots up to touch mine “im so sorry” i tell him tearing up

“hey it’s okay-” and just like that he’s swept up onto the field with all the others “arch” i call out trying to get he’s attention.

“hey it’s okay” i feel Betty’s hand on my shoulder “we gotta get ready” i nod turning to face her following her back to the squad getting ready to perform


the game finished miserable as the win was taken away from us in the last 5 minutes, the bulldogs look dull as they exit the field heading to the locker rooms. i sigh and grab my bag walking after the boys i needed to speak with Archie.

“(y/n)” i hear jughead call, choosing to ignore him i walk faster hoping to catch archie before he got into the locker room

“hey!” he yells panting as he catching up to me “ignore me much?” i roll my eyes

“i need to talk with archie okay? now are walking me or not?” i stop glancing at him “fine but yes i am because i swear to god if reggie lays a finger on you” i roll my eyes pulling him behind me

“yeah yeah you’ll kill him”

i push through the crowd of half naked boys as they undress ready to hit the showers, i struggle to find the boy before i spot the familiar red mop of hair. i weave in and out of the crowd before i edge closer to him.

he mustn’t of seen me because he turned and crash into me losing his towel in the process, jughead covers my eyes as Archie scrambles to re adjust his towel “(y/n) jughead what are you doing-”

i put my finger on his lips silencing him “let me talk please” i tell him, gaining the attention of everyone in the locker room.

i realise now why Jughead thought this was a bad idea

“look im sorry about today- your eye you losing the captain spot- you shouldn’t have gotten involved Archie it wasn’t your fight! you warned me and i didn’t listen and now your in trouble with your dad and the principal and you have a busted lip and a black eye all because of that freaking jerk!” i yell tearing up feeling stupid

“I know how much football meant to you, you need it to get into college to study your music and i completely ruined it for you because of a stupid stupid idea to prove a point!”

i run my fingers through my hair a few tears falling down my face, i wipe them as quickly as they fall Archie looks defeated not knowing what to say

“(y/n)-” he steps forward but stops as loud clapping fills the locker room

“what a speech” i growl facing Reggie

“oh go fuck yourself Reggie, haven’t you ruined enough lives today!” he smirks leaning against the locker his towel hanging low off his hips.

he reaches out to brush my hair behind my ear and Archie moves in front of me but i clasp my arm around his bicep “he isn’t worth it” i spit tugging Archie toward me.

“did i tell you how good you looked in that uniform” he licks his lips “that mini skirt, it’s like your begging for someone to kiss you, you look in desperate need let me help you princess”

he attempts to walk over to me but i extend my hand to his chest playing with him

“you know reg your right, i do really need a kiss” i tell him pulling my bottom lip with my teeth and fiddling with the bottom of my skirt fluttering my lashes.

i can see Archie adjusting his towel all the boys seem to be getting rather bothered by my act, Reggie steps forward reaching out to grab my waist but i spin grabbing the back of Archie’s neck and pulling him in for a kiss, jumping up to wrap my legs around his waist.

i deepen the kiss cheers from his team mates fill the air, i break away breathless kissing him once more before Archie sets me back down.

“much better” i sigh glances at a very frustrated Reggie “oh and reg you might wanna take a cold shower for junior” i tug at his towel leaving him completely naked before peeking Archie on the lips.

“see you outside”

he blushes scratching the back of his neck as he watches me walk out with jughead, i bite my lip swinging my hips feeling confident as i wait outside the locker room

“wow” jughead exclaims pacing back and fourth as the rest of our friends spot us and walk over to us, i roll my eyes at him grabbing his jacket to stop the pacing.

“hey” i greet the girls

“Pop’s?” Betty asks

we nod “yeah of course!”

“okay well lets go im sure archie can catch up” Veronica smiles grabbing my arm

“oh ill just wait for him we’ll meet you there!” they narrow their eyes jughead refusing to make eye contact not wanting to be interrogated.

“uh i haven’t spoken to him yet so i can do it on my way over before we met yous” they share glances with each other before nodding at my story.

“okay fine, jughead are you going to escort your ladies” he rolls his eyes pushing off the wall as the girls loop their arms with his and heading toward our favourite hang out.

the boys start exiting the locker room glancing at me as i wait fiddling with my hair and avoiding all eye contact. standing up to reggie wasn’t all that and but he whole makeout session could’ve been prevented but i was feeling epic.

“(y/n)? where are the others?” i glance up at the voice smiling at the red headed boy

i suddenly feel nervous my knees wobbling and my cheeks heating up at my name coming out of his mouth.

“uh they um- they are going to pops- i um told them that we’d yanno met them there” i finishes awkwardly glancing at my feet as I scuff them.

“that is if you want to go- if not i can just walk myself-” he smiles shaking his head at me “no no i wanna come” “good” i smile and with that we set off to Pop’s silence filling the air.

we reach the diner and i stop spoting our friends in the booth next to the window, Archie notices and stops turning to face me “you okay?” i nod

“im sorry about what happened before” i blurt worried that i misread Archie’s feelings toward me. nervousness washes over me and my smile slips from my lips.

“hey hey- no don’t be- it was amazing, your amazing” he finishes grabbing my hips and tugging me toward him.

“if im not mistaking is mr Archie Andrews finally making the first move?” i hint playful playing with his shirt, he laughs playfully placing his soft lips on me and closing the small gap between our bodies.

“you know Reg was right about the whole cheerleader outfit” i raise my eyebrows “hot as hell”

i kiss him back before lacing my hands with his and pulling him into the diner walking over to our friends sliding in next to Jughead as Archie takes the seat next to me siting closer then usual he drapes his arm across the back of the booth touching my shoulder soothingly.

“okay what the hell happened in the locker room?” Veronica asks sipping her milkshake.

“oh they had a huge make out session infringed of reggie it was intense should’ve been there” jughead spills earning a smack up side the head from Archie


i blush covering my face and leaning into Archie, i peer through my fingers and see the two girls staring intensely at m “what!” i complain giggling.

the group fall into a fit of laughter and i smile up at Archie as he tightens his grip around my waist making me feel safe.

this is where I belong.




Steve and Tony looked at each other and tried not to smile at the sound of a frantic Wade yelling for his boyfriend.

Ugh. Wade. Peter could do so much better. Peter is an honor student, he’s top of his class, he has a bright future full of opportunity, and he’s Tony’s son, dammit. And Tony doesn’t want his beautiful, perfect child in a relationship with a mercenary. Is that so wrong? Wouldn’t Peter rather date someone with more potential? A doctor maybe? No matter, we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. As of now, Tony is just going to watch as his brilliant plan folds out.

Steve answers the door and narrowly misses getting punched in the face by Wade’s aggressive knocking.

“Oh, hi, Wade, it’s nice to see you today,” Steve feigned innocence, “Peter is in his room. Can I get you a snack or something to drink?”

“I’m good, Mr. Captain. Thanks.”, Wade grumbled as he walked past Steve and straight into Peter’s room, slamming the door behind him.

Steve and Tony froze and looked at each other in anticipation then scrambled to press an ear to Peter’s door when they heard muffled yelling.

“I don’t even know what you’re talking about, baby!”, Peter yelled back, sounding confused and exasperated.

“Oh, don’t ‘baby’ me! You know EXACTLY what I’m talking about! HASHTAG SINGLE?!?! THAT’S how you’re gonna break up with me?!”

“Wade, I haven’t even posted in, like, a week. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”




Steve and Tony ran across the room and tried to look like they’ve been busy in the kitchen this whole time as Wade stormed out of Peter’s room and out of the tower. They decided to wait a few minutes before checking on Peter. So far, everything has gone according to plan and Tony is very happy about it.

After about 5 minutes, Steve gently knocked on Peter’s door,

“Hey hun, can I come in?”

Steve opened the door upon hearing Peter’s automatic lock slide open and found him curled up on the bed, furiously wiping his eyes. Steve smiled sympathetically and sat down on the edge of the bed,

“Hey, big guy. What happened?”

Peter tried not to cry as he rehashed the conversation he had with Wade while Steve pretended he wasn’t listening at the door and heard every word.

“I just don’t understand,” Peter said tearfully, “I never posted that picture. That picture isn’t even of me, that’s not even our bathroom! But Wade wouldn’t listen so now the love of my life hates me.”

“That’s a little dramatic, don’t you think?”, Steve chuckled and Peter couldn’t help but crack a half smile at his dad. Steve tried his best to cheer Peter up, but he couldn’t shake the guilt he was feeling. Peter wouldn’t need cheering up if it wasn’t for him. Sure, Wade is a jackass but he’s Peter’s jackass. If Wade makes Peter happy, who is he to keep them apart? He’s gotta talk to Tony about this, Steve can’t stand lying to his son.

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“Absolutely not.”

“But Tony-“

“Steve. Honey. If we tell Peter then we’re the bad guys. Peter will never trust us again! Let him be sad for now, he’ll bounce back soon enough and it’s like it never happened. It’s for his own good.”

Steve sighed thoughtfully as Tony continued tinkering with whatever the heck he was working on at the moment.

“Look, Tony, I know how much you dislike-“

“I hate him.”

“…I know you have strong feelings towards Wade, but I can’t live with myself after what we did to Peter!”

“Wait. What?”, Steve flinched when he heard Peter behind him.

Tony shut his eyes tight and cursed under his breath before dropping his tools and turning around to face his son.

“What did you do to Peter?”, Peter asked, narrowing his eyes at his parents.

“Nobody did anything to Peter. Go to your room.”, Tony snapped.

Peter turned his attention to Steve, “Pops, what did you guys do?”

“Steve, don’t do it. Be strong.”, Tony murmured.

But contrary to popular belief, Steve was not strong. At least when it came to Peter, that is. His son could give him that look with the puppy dog eyes that say “I trusted you and you betrayed me” and it’s all over. Any willpower Steve has will just vanish.

“We. Um. We sort of… shopped? For your photo?”

“Photoshop, Steve.”, Tony said as he rubbed his temples. He loves his husband and son but man, could they give him a headache.

“Yes, photoshopped. We photoshopped your face to another person’s body. Well, Tony did. And then we… hacked?”

“Yes, Steve.”

“We ‘hacked’ into your account and posted the picture for Wade to see. Well, Tony did. And we made sure the words under the picture would make Wade mad so he you guys would get in a fight… Well, Tony did.”

“Steve. We get the picture, dammit.”

Peter looked at his feet and took a second to process this. His own parents were trying to sabotage his relationship?

“Why? Why would you guys do that?”, he asked.

“We’re really sorry sweetheart”, Steve placed a hand on the side of Peter’s face, “We thought it was for the best. I think now we see that we were wrong, don’t we Tony?”

“Hm? Oh. Uh… yeah. Totally wrong. Won’t try this again anytime soon.”

“You mean that, Dad?”, Peter asked Tony.


Peter smirked. He had his Dad in a box right now and they both knew it. He might as well take advantage of this opportunity and embarrass him.

“Then would you mind calling Wade for me and explaining all of this to him? I’d like my boyfriend back.”

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twin andrews part 5 | jughead x reader

Originally posted by fakesonia

part one:https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/158708863703/twin-andrews-juggie-x-reader-an-im-hoping

part two:https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/158896154168/twin-andrews-part-2-jughead-x-reader

part three:https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/158929430293/twin-andrews-part-three-jughead-x-reader

part four:https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/159002098033/twin-andrews-part-4-jughead-x-reader

part 6: https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/159528549924/twin-andrews-part-6-jughead-x-reader

a/n: i can’t believe you all want part 5!!!!! I’m so stoked that i have such a loving following and i just want to thank you guys for everything. this ones for my day one nuggets! 

i wonder aimlessly through the school looking for my friends when i hear a familiar voice call my name.

“(y/n)?!” i turn and look int what used to be the blue and gold office 

“B?” i question stepping into the dusty room “whats with the drop sheets?”i ask grabbing one of the sheets and pulling it back to reveal a few computers.

“what are you doing in here? I’m pretty sure we can die from smoke inhalation-” i complain coughing, “that doesn’t really make sense-” i roll my eyes at the girl.

“okay anyway i was thinking about starting up the blue and gold, it kinda died after you left-” i walk around the room the feeling of familiarity washing over me.

Betty and I used to run the blue and gold with a few others in freshman year, she reported i photographed and occasionally wrote but we had a few other kids that often did the writing portion of the work load.

“B id love to but I’m writing is extremely rusty, i think we need someone who’s confident in their writing, I’m happy to take pictures like last time” she jumps up and hugs me.

“thank you!” she squeals and i roll my eyes “okay well this place needs some seriously work” she nods “and the writer-?”

and was if on cue theres a beanie wearing brunette leaning against the door frame “andrews” he greets looking over to betty “betts” 

“jones” i stand crossing my arms over my chest as i lean against the desk behind me “so is this our writer?” i ask my blonde friend.

“juggie!” betty pulls him into the room, he widens his eyes before walking and sitting next to me our arms brushing against one and another.

“whats up?” i loose focus of the conversation glancing down at our almost touching hands.

he nudges my arm and i shoot up my attention being brought back, “huh?”

the both laugh and i feel embarrassment wash over me “jugs agreed to help us!” she cheers her blonde pony tail swishing.

the bell rings and i grab my bag off the floor, “I’ve got chem, ill see you later?” she nods and i leave the pair not long after jughead comes rushing out touching my shoulder to grab my attention.

“mmh” i murmur turning to the brunette boy “you okay?” i ask weaving my way through the mass.

“yeah i just thought we could walk together, yano since we have chem together-” i nod “its fine, you don’t need an excuse to walk with me jug” i chuckle.

“oh miss andrews” i roll my eyes at the sound, jughead turns around but i grab his arm “don’t even bother glancing at him” i tell the boy as he nods in confusion.

and soon enough the raven haired boy is bouncing in front of me “miss me?” he smirks and i groan “reg your going to make us all late” i complain seeing the class within our reach our teacher already standing inside.

“move reggie!” i complain, i turn to the boy next to me “jug just go ill catch up with you-” he shakes his head “I’m not leaving you alone with him” he glares at the taller boy.

“is that so jones? you yano this is my river vixen, how about you get your own? maybe like betty cooper. maybe she’s freaky in bed like her sister” i can see the anger burning up in his eyes.

“jeez can i just not be such an asshole for once” i grab jugheads hand and push through reggie and head for the classroom door letting jughead walk in first then i follow after him but not before reggie slides in behind me.

his hands find there way down to my skirt giving my ass a squeeze lifting the fabric up slightly

i turn and slap the boy hard across the face “don’t touch me reggie i mean it” i warn stepping close to him poking his chest.

i feel a warm hand on my shoulder pulling me away from the raven headed boy “leave it his just being a blow head” i turn and smile softly to the blonde “tell me bout it”

i glance to see jughead glaring at the boy anger coursing through him, reggie smirks at the beanie clad boy walking past our shared desk

“what’s up Wednesday Addams? you jealous? i get to touch her sweet ass and you don’t?” he chuckles and i catch jugheads shoulder pushing him back down in his chair.

“not. worth. it.” i day through gritted teeth plastering a smile on my face as the raven haired boy smirks walking past and settling in the desk behind us

i can see the anger boiling up inside the boy and i chew on the end of my pen before nudging him with my elbow “he’s just trying to get to you jug just forget it”

“yeah well it’s working” he replies annoyed trying his hardest to focus on his work and not reggie’s constant snickers and the replay of him griping your ass

a mixture of jealous and disgust swirling around in his stomach but feels your warm hand slide over top of his giving it a small squeeze as you pay attention to the front of the class.

“sorry” he mumbles removing his hand from mine and clearing his throat, i swallow feeling a little embarrassed that he pulled away from my touch “don’t worry about it”

the bell rings and i rush out like im on fire, spotting my three friends over by the lockers. i speed walk over rushing over to Kevin giving him a half hug

he chuckles and throws an arm around me “you okay?” he asks and i sigh “just a crap day thats all- what’s that?” he glances down at his phone and i gasp

“oh my god” we say in unison glancing to our new raven haired friend “what?” she closes the locker and gives us a puzzled look. kevin glances at betty before handing his phone over to veronica

allowing her to look at the picture that chuck had uploaded of the two after their date last night, except chuck had got a little carried away with photoshop and added a riverdale ‘sticky maple’ to her face

“what the hell is a sticky maple?!” kevin shrugs nervous “it’s kinda what it sounds like it’s a riverdale thing” he tries to explain and she shakes her head “no it’s a slur shaming thing”

“and im neither a slut nor am i going to be shamed by someone named excuse me chuck clayton”

people take their times to stop in the hall snickering at our new raven haired friend their phones buzzing in their hands as they whisper and point

“move along” i yell annoyed at the crowd that scramble at the sound rushing to get away from us

“does he really think he can get away with this?!” she rambles furious “does he not know who I am?!”

she glances between the three of us “i will cut the breaks in his supped up phallic symbol!”

betty interjects “or we could go to principle weatherbee!”

veronica snaps back “about the coaches son?! who’s captain of the football team and riverdale highs resident golden boy?!”

“and or we-” she pauses nudging me “can expose him in the pages of the blue and gold!! yeah i can do that! she nods frantically placing her hand on kevins shoulder

“spoken like a true good girl who always follows the rules”

i finally speak up “she’s right-” anger bubbles up inside of me “no way-he can’t- not again”

veronica nods at me before shoving Kevin’s phone back into his chest “well i don’t follow rules!”

i agree turning and storming off in the direction of the boyslocker room

it’s not long till veronica is at my side along with betty trailing along “i make them” she seethes “and when necessary i break them”

she turns to the blonde struggling to keep up with the pair of us “you want to help us get revenge on chuck Betty? that’s awesome! but you better be ready to go full dark no stars”

we almost reach the boys locker room and veronica pause turning to face the worried blonde “so what do you say betts in or out”

“im totally in” i leave the two girls not waiting to listen to Betty’s response. we pass jughead who looks worried at my anger he calls my name but i ignore him approaching the doors to the boys locker room

i push through the doors first glancing around to try and spot the culprit but the sea of half naked boys itnwas proving difficult “damn it” i mutter

veronica takes the lead grabbing Betty’s hand and she uses the other to shield her face rushing into the crowd and bumping into the one and only archie andrews

“ronnie, betty, (y/n)? what are you guys doing in here” he quickly rewraps his towel around his torso not wanting to expose himself to the three girls.

“don’t worry about it” ronnie tells my brother attempting to move past him, “no-” he starts blocking our path

“i mean it andrews hit the showers and get out of my way” she shoves past my brother and makes her way deeper into the change rooms

my brother reaches for my shoulder “arch don’t” i move past him and see that veronica and betty have encountered chuck

“b and v- ladies” he licks his lips still wet from the showers, his towel hanging low from his hips his body on full show

veronica steps forward extending her phone toward chuck “this is disgusting, take it down” the boys chuckle

“oh woho why you so wound up? it’s a badge of honour- and well your not exactly virgin territory after your closet date with andrews”

i get ready to interject but betty beats me to it

“okay that’s beyond irrelevant chuck” she pauses “your not allowed to go around humiliating girls for any reason under any circumstances! you-you-jerk!”

her smirks at the blonde addressing her"look i get your not a closet kinda girl but hey, if you want to ride the chuck wagon that can be arranged”

the locker room erupts in snickers the boys rielling each other up

veronica’s quick to defend her best friend “let’s keep this simple so your preppy half murder brain can grasp it

she walks closer to him narrowing the gap between them “take this. the hell. down”

he glances to his boys before leaning down to Veronica’s eye line “see that high, bitch tone attitude might have worked on the betas you dated in new york but-” he pauses “your in bull dog territory now”

the boys back him up by snarling and barking like dogs, how darling of them

“but please fight back” she smirks giddy “your only making it harder for yourself”

betty grabs the raven haired girl but he shoulder and guides her out of the crowed locker room, clearly furious and somewhat embarrassed

as the girls moved im revealed to the jock “oh! is that miss andrews?!” he yells allowing all the boys to turn and gather around me

“you disgust me” i seethe digging my nails into my palms so o don’t lash out at the boy.

“what did you think that you were my last?” he chuckles and i instantly feel sick at the memory “don’t flatter yourself” he smirks

“take it down chuck, now” he rolls his eyes at my persistence “everyone’s already seen it now” he attempts to sass me.

“so you wouldn’t have any problem with deleting it then right?” a bunch of ‘ooohs’ floated around the room making chuck angry

he slams his fist against the locker beside me “did you forget where you are andrews?” the boys start barking again and i roll my eyes at their childishness

“you may be a bulldog chuck but just remember im a vixen and ill bring you down when you least expect it”

i go to punch him and he flinches then continue to try and play it off “well well well, if it isn’t the better half of the andrews” i turn and move past the raven haired jock

“not in the mood reg” i make my way out of the locker room and into the hall when i spot my two friends im presuming making a game plan

“hey wait-” i turn and sigh frustrated “god reggie what now?!” i respond my voice grower louder

he lifts he’s hands up in surrender “is everything okay?” he swallows glancing at me, i hesitate before shaking my head “no but it will be soon enough-” he nods placing a hand on my shoulder

“would you maybe want to come with me to pops tonight? talk about whatever the hell happened in there?” i glance over to my friends then back to reggie

“reggie-” he cuts me off “please (y/n) we haven’t spoken since you moved? i promise it’s just a milkshake and a bite to eat nothing more” i roll my eyes fine 8"

i move away and head over frantically to my friends “ronnie you okay?” she nods offering a small smile

“he took it down- chuck. i made him take it down” she looks up at me and hugs me tight “thank you” i squeeze her back rubbing her back soothingly “its okay” i whisper back

“dad?” i call out closing the front door as i trudge through the house looking for my father.

the sound of drills coming from our backyard was enough to get me curious “dad?” i ask walking out the door and down into our backyard

the shed door was open, my father inside sound proofing our garage. the noise stops as my dad notices my presence “hey kiddo” i smile up at my dad

“what’s all this?”

“just fixing up the shed for your brother, he need somewhere to practice”

i furrow my brows “archies into music? when did that happen?” i chuckle flopping down on one of the couches

“over the summer, there’s a new teacher at the school- miss grundy, she’s been helping archie alot with it” i nod taking in all the new information

“archie never told me about her” i say confused “oh im sure he would’ve wanted to- he probably forget to mention it at some point”

i sit for a few trying to figure out why archie hadn’t told me about his new venture and his closeness to our music teacher

i stand up brushing off my jeans “im going to go to pops” my dad nods “oh pop actually run, wanted to know if you wanted your old job back?”

i widen my eyes surprised “really?!” he nods “you should go see him” i nod giving him a kiss on the cheek before rushing off to the diner

the bell chimes as the door to pops swings open, the older man smiles at me as i walk over the threshold “hey pop!”

“miss andrews just the lady i wanted to see” i smile leaving against the front counter “dad told me the news, id love to come back if you’d like me back” i smile at the man

i worked at pops for about 4 months before i moved, i waitressed and every so often i was allowed into the kitchen to make a few off the menu items

he bends down behind the counter and places my old uniform on the bench in front of me, a cheer to myself running me finger over my badge “thank you!!” i squeal giving him a small hug

“when do you want me to start?” he glances around the semi busy diner “how about now, im expecting hermione to come in soon so you two can keep it down till dinner rush right?” i nod

i grab my uniform and head toward the restroom pausing and turning first “wait who’s hermonie?” he chuckles “it’s fine never mind” i push open the door and change from my school clothes to uniform

when i return to the front desk pop has disappeared and is replaced by a beautiful raven haired older lady, i plaster on a smile and walk toward her

“you must be hermione?” the lady looks up smiling softly at me and dismissing whatever she was doing to walk over to me

“thats me, may i ask who you are?” i mentally face palm “(y/n), andrews- i worked her last year- pop just gave me my job back” she nods

“so your Fred’s daughter?” she questions and i nod “guilty” she giggles at me placing a hand on my shoulder “you look just like your mother- you know your father and i dated in high school”

my jaw drops “no way!! my dad with a woman like you- jeezz i didn’t know he had that much game” the lodge woman smiled at me giving me a nudge on my hip

“your father was devilishly handsome in high school-” i squeeze my eyes shut “oh god- ew” we both share a laugh before I turn and scan the diner spotting a familiar beanie in one of our booths

“friend of yours?” i smile at the thought “yeah something like that- ill be back” i walk over from my fellow co-worker and toward jughead sliding into the booth

“oh im good for a refill- oh (y/n) hey” i smile at the brunette “hey juggie” i play with the ends of my hair as he examines me “cute dress”

i blush and scuff my converse against the diner floor brushing jugheads leg by accident causing me to blush further “its a look isn’t it” i tease and he nods laughing as he continues to type

“i didn’t know you got your job back” he questions eyes moving from me then back to his laptop

“i only just got it back, he called dad and said he’d consider having me back- it’ll be good anyways to get that extra bit of money” he nods silence filling the booth

“can i get you anything? another milkshake?” he closes his laptop and stares into my eyes before dropping to my lips.

i feel something twitch in my stomach that causing me to bite my lip “juggie?” he snapped out of his gaze “hm what?”

i laugh moving myself from my side of the booth to his “do you want me to get you anything?” i say glancing at the empty fries bowls and milkshake glasses.

i knew when he wrote he always ordered a burger and fries to keep him going, sometimes he’d be too wrapped up to even touch the food placed infront of him

he swallows at our closeness eyes darting all over the place “i need to tell you something” he’s arms extends over the back of the booth

“your starting to worry me, what is it? is it important i do have tables to wait” he looks down at my hands placed on his thighs “it’s about your brother, he’s in trouble"

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The Fundamentals of Character Development, Part 2: Pillars

Hello everyone, it’s Penemue. Sorry that it took so long to put up the next part like I promised. I had some things I had to escape. Anyway, in part one, we talked about the cornerstone foundations! Now, it’s time for part two- the pillars. 

Well, writers, let’s jump right back in!

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literallyvictoriouspeasant  asked:

How, how, how did you learn to draw the way you do? It's incredible, how beautiful your illustrations are. And do you have any tips for me, learning how to draw more realistically?

Thanks! It’s basically just practice, practice and more practice.

I always enjoyed drawing, but I became really obsessed with it in middle school when I was introduced to anime and manga (thanks, Sailor Moon!), and that interest quickly spiraled to other arty things. 

When I first discovered Photoshop there wasn’t a lot of tutorials out there and my family’s computer could barely run the program. Everything I made sucked, especially before I could get my hands on a tablet, but I didn’t care. It was fun, so I kept playing with it. It was also fascinating to me that some of my college instructors thought photoshop was evil and needed to die… . So I applied what I was learning in traditional media to what I was doing digitally. Fortunately, my instructors at the college I would eventually transfer to were a lot more open-minded. There was even a digital illustration class (*gasp*).

I still have a lot of room for improvement, and I try to do a little better with each piece. For the most part, I like to include something in each new work that I’m not particularly awesome at, that way I’m constantly learning something.

Some General Tips:
- Draw. A lot. Of whatever interests you.
- Draw from life as much as possible, especially the human figure.
- If you are just starting out, I recommend sticking to black and white until you get some basics down. Color is complex as hell, and working with it too soon can be distracting.
- Learn how to use reference the right way and how to make your own (and here is an article to get you started)

I have some very strong feelings about art school, that I won’t get into now, but I firmly believe it isn’t for everyone. There are a lot of resources out there (many of them for free, btw) that can help you just as much.

Some Resources:
YouTube. For everything.  Here is a playlist to get you started drawing the figure
Quickposes.com - An awesome figure drawing tool if you can’t find a model
MuddyColors - A TON of wonderful tutorials, advice, and general awesomeness by some incredibly knowledgeable people.
ImagineFX - More general awesomeness
Color and Light by James Gurney - When you want to start playing with color
And there are some more awesome things here.

I hope this was helpful. Good luck! <3

A peek at the process

I regularly get requests for clarifications on the sigil-making process, so I thought I’d show a few of the steps I use to (quickly) create some of the custom sigils I make for Tumblr followers.

This isn’t meant to imply my process is the “right” way to do it, as there are many, many techniques and approaches to sigilcraft. This is a fast, efficient way to make a sigil I have no personal investment in. In your sigil work you probably aren’t going for speed, and you may need to go through dozens of versions to create the sigil that speaks to your personal desire.

The example below is one I made yesterday, and I chose it because it came together quickly, on a single page, and in a matter of a few minutes. It’s common for sigils to take a half-dozen pages like this before I finally settle on a design.

Step 1: Drafting

The request here was a simple one. “I am enough.” I wrote it out using a charcoal pencil on a page i my cheap sketchbook ($4 from Michael’s). At first, I thought I’d try working with Irish uncial characters (top left), but soon decided that Orkhon characters (”Turkic runes”) were a better fit for my mood.

Note that I didn’t strike out the vowels. I often don’t when I’m working with non-Latin alphabets, and if you’re curious about why, I explain it in this post.

You can see the merging of shapes as I play around with the basic structure. It may be harder to see the process, but a large part of my process is simply to turn letters and shapes until they overlap, then merge the lines.

The final rough sigil is in the middle.

Step 2: Clarifying

Once I have the overall symbol worked out, I break out the charcoals, conte crayons or oil pastels. Then I do a few versions with different line weights and proportions. It’s common for me to do pages and pages of these, looking for the one that comes together just right. I’m going to be showing these off on Tumblr, after all.

You don’t need to worry about this step. Your sigil is for you, and no one else. It can be as simple or as elaborate as you like. If you’re going to be activating it through a destructive ritual (burning, for instance), it’s usually best to keep it simple.

As you can see, this isn’t a home run. The lines are uneven, and it’s pretty rough. It doesn’t look as polished as the things I post to my site and to Tumblr. It has also changed a little from the charcoal sketch, as I’m still playing around with some of the details.

In this case, I didn’t create a final charcoal version. I knew I was going to make yet another version in ink, so this was more like a second draft.

Step 3: Final Draft

Now that I had a draft I liked, I brought out my brushes and ink. After warming up with some rougher versions (just to practice the strokes), I made an ink version. Here’s how it looked.

Again, I’ve made a few tweaks to the design, but the fundamental shape hasn’t changed much from that first charcoal draft.

Step 4: Finalization

I didn’t feel like waiting for the ink to dry so that I could scan this in. Instead, I took a photo and ran that into Photoshop for a bit of cleanup. (If you’re curious, I cropped it, desaturated the image, and put it through the Treshhold process to get clean a black and white image.)

From there, it was just a matter of placing the text, resizing it for the web, and posting it.

In retrospect, I could have cleaned up the edges a little to make for smoother lines. But art isn’t supposed to be perfect, is it?


[read on ao3]

genre: fluff!!

word count: 5.3k

warnings: lil bit of swearing i think

extra tags: reality, gettingtogether, friendstolovers, firstkiss



“Hey Dan,” Phil said suddenly, gripping his mug as he holds it under the coffee machine, his face lighting up in the way it does when he’s finally gotten the take on a video. “What if,” he says slowly, savouring the words in his mouth. “We pretended, just for one day, that we had no idea who the other person is?”

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I have a backlog of unanswered anon questions in my ask box. So sorry if you’ve sent me something and it was never answered, especially since some of them were quite sensitive. Thank you for sending me your questions!

If a question wasn’t asked anonymously, I’ll answer in private. The rest are here, please let me know if you have any additional questions! I’ll do better at being more responsive on Tumblr >_

(A) Mmmm that was quite an escalation (!!!) 

I guess if you don’t get back at trying, you’ll never succeed at it either (especially since skills tend to depend on continuous exposure and practice). If you want to ever be “good enough” *, keep drawing. Even if it’s in private, keep practicing until you get somewhere you’re comfortable at. It’s pretty normal to be afraid of failing, but I personally think it’s even more scary to stay at the same place forever because you’re too scared to try.

As for the bullies, if you let them intimidate you into giving up drawing, you’re losing something important because of people who aren’t worthy of influencing your future. These people shouldn’t have a say in your life, practice making art and get back at them by becoming an amazing artist.

(Cheat that worked for me in similar situations: I recommend reading/watching something like Girl with the Dragon Tattoo and channel some Lisbeth in your everyday life.)

*I don’t really know if I’ve ever felt “good enough” when it comes to art. YMMV, but don’t let doubts hinder your perception of your abilities.

(B) Hi there! Thank you so much ahhh! You know what, come to think of it…I don’t think I’ve ever posted it… <_> I don’t know where the file is anymore. Will try to find and post it some where eventually, thank you for reminding me!!!</_>

C) Thank you wonderful anon SMOOCH

(D/F/K) There were quite a few questions/emails about this, which is awesome, thank you guys for wanting to throw legal tenders at me. Unfortunately I don’t have the time to manage an online store right now (and most of my prints are out of stock). But but BUT, when AX time comes around, I’ll put out a feeler post for online print preorders. 

Please be on the look out sometime in June and drop me a message once the post is up, I might set up a temp shop or take email orders depending on volume. Thank you all so much for your support! 

(E) THANK YOU ANON!!! Hmmm I think nowadays due to print-making and whatnot, I’ve been working in the 3000-5000px range. Min size is usually around 2000px! 

Also to the second part of that question…I’m sorry anon I failed Q_Q Thank you for being so sweet

(F) Addressed above in (D)

(G) I got my first tablet around…2006ish? 10+ years definitely

(H) Wacom Intuos pro (the medium sized one) and SAI mostly. Sometimes Procreate on ipad + apple pencil, or Photoshop + tablet. 

(I) Oh aw shucks thanks! Hmmmmm….usually I would say practice, but I’m sure you know that already. I’ll try for something different here.

In one word: STEAL 

In more words: my thoughts are pretty much summed up beautifully in the book How to Steal Like an Artist by Austin Kleon (Disclaimer: I am not being paid for this post). I highly recommend reading the book (local libraries should have it, or feel free to google for it and see what you can find). 

The idea is, to become a better artist, you have to first fill yourself up with inspiration and source materials. This includes looking at people you admire and taking what you like and applying it to your own work. No shame in this process, just don’t copy the exact thing and sell it as your own :) … ;)

(J) Hmmmmm…the outline of the face first. But if you’re looking for inside stuff, eyes. (Then I erase them later because haha they look like alien eyes)

(K) Addressed above in (D), and thank you :) 

(L) Hello! I….actually don’t know! 

Hahaha ok seriously I don’t really have a process. But mmmm I think it’s helpful to be relatively well-versed in color theory (lots of good posts on Tumblr about this)! I would very often just default to semi-complimentary colors.

(M) Oh thank you! My next princess is Chloe, who (whom..?) I’m still procrastinating on (;_;), but I would love to do a Dolce princess as well! Hopefully soon! Thank you so much for the suggestion and all the nice compliments

Alright! That’s all for now! I think that was everything, so if you’ve submitted a questions but it was never answered, (and you’d still like to see it answered), please send it to me again. Sorry for the trouble, my inbox is kinda weird sometimes :(

Feel free to drop a question off at anytime. Will try my best to answer ASAP!

anonymous asked:

aaah, okay may i request some modern!mitsukiki cuddles or going on a date? (:

The winter air feels like relief on Mitsuhide’s skin, cooling the heat clinging to him even beneath his parka. It lasts until he’s in sight of the chapter house, where it finally settles into his overworked muscles, making his quads feel heavy and his delts just – fried. Can muscles be fried?

Who knows? Not him.

(Probably Shirayuki)

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Based off the au prompt “i’m a rockstar and you’re a fan who snuck in and do you maybe wanna help me ‘blow off some steam’ back stage because ur A) really hot and B) pretty obviously willing“ from this prompt list. Nessian smut, which means @accidental-rambler gets tagged.

The band had been attractive enough, Nesta supposed.

              She leaned against the wall and contemplated the concert she had just watched.  She hadn’t planned on coming – had it been Feyre who had asked, Nesta would have just shot it down.  But she could give credit where it was due, and rather than asking herself, Feyre had set Elain on her, knowing Nesta could never tell her middle sister no.

              So, when Feyre had claimed she could totally sneak them backstage… well, Elain had been so excited, and Nesta had gone along, even though all she really wanted was a cup of tea and her knitting needles.

              (Had Feyre known her thoughts, she would have pointed out that Nesta had never finished a cup of tea and always ended up throwing her knitting across the room in a rage)

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kaneki-ken-u-not  asked:

your jobs are cool! may i ask, what do you have to major in to be able to work as a character designer? I'd like to work in a similar field, but i dont know where or how to start


Thank you very much for your support :)

I m french, I love speaking english, but please forgive me if there is some english spoken mistakes :

To answer your question I would like to give you some advices and not a tutorial about how to become a character designer or how to draw cool stuff. You can find many tips about graphic design all over tumblr I suppose :)

I have to say that I m teacher since a long time, and more recently I had the chance to teach through Gobelins school as character design/ storyteller teacher.

I would prefer to share with you some informations that nobody use to share but who are much more important than graphic tutorials so I recommand people who read this post to share it a lot :)

I think the most important things I have understood to become art director / character designer is :

1/ practicing, I guess you have to find tutorials about drawing, you have to find life drawing lessons, you have to practice life drawing a lot, nude drawing a lot, you have to find a way to tell a lot of stories, thrygh comicbooks, animations, writing books, fiming..

2/ always focusing first on storytelling in your character design, and not only about “esthetic” , (I will talk more about it below)

3/ and staying curious of discovering many different influences from every kind of Arts or cultures or ages. (I will talk more about it below)

To be franck, I didn’t learn this job through my art school (Gobelins), but through my differents jobs as storyartist, comicker, character designer in real productions.

I mean that you can not do a proper design if you don’t have a strong story behind.

I also mean that my skills as a storyteller (storyartist, writer) are absolutely essential to be a good character designer / art director. for sure, 100%. I have became a better art director when I became a better storyteller (and I still have so much to learn of course)

A good design has to tell a good story. If not, whatever this design is good looking and with nice shapes, with nice brush photoshop made, it is not a good design but a vain design. You can not become a good character designer and less a good art director if you don’t understand that deeply.

The designs below from Ratatouille Pixar movie, are not about doing great esthetic designs (but they are also great good looking in that example) but they are first of all, created from a great story and created to push the story and to tell the story : you can understand relatonships, behaviours of each character, who is main character, who is second character,  through these  line up (below)

Pixar artists doesn’t care about puting graphic details, cool details, they remove all the details who don’t push their story deeper. Pixar artists care about what they are talking about. They want to stay readable, clear, coherent, meaningfull for the audience. This is the main difference between them and for example most of the designers from video games who lost themself in too many meaningless details in their designs (I love video games by the way^^ but they are not good example for you to follow to become a good designer for animation industry)

A good design has to be readable in one second, does not need subtitles to be uderstandable to an audience. that’s all. the rest is vain.

>>>>> in a word : a good design is like an ICON, it has to become iconic. For that purpose,you have to create a strong synopsis, a strong story then to imagine from that story  a strong, pure concept, pure idea to illustrate this story through one or several designs.

so a good design is about thinking good, not really drawing good… :))

 some other great and iconic designs readable in one second without knowing the movie, yes they are not drawing but it does not matter :

So : Do your personal stories, practice scriptwriting as much as drawing, all the time . As you can see, my last design are done from my personal project. I never split drawing and scriptwriting.

I mean don’t wait to get an art school to practice seriously, don’t wait to get a great job as character designer to practice. Practice seriously through many personal projects that you write yourself. So great companies and projects will come to you.^^


learn how to write story through many scenario book or filming book:

here some books I suggest you to read as soon as possible and as much as possible:

in english I guess it is this one: but I m not certain sorry:

“filming” from Eisenstein:


in french : “lecon de mise en scene d’Eisenstein”


This book from Eisenstein is the most important book I have read about storytelling, and nobody knows it. Thomas Astruc, “Miraculous” creator, is the one who told me about it. There is a lot of books about scenario, storyboard, but none of them will learn you how about filming. This book explain you how the great director put deep meaning in their filming. This book tells about the scenography in a sequence. It explain you how to put meanings everywhere in a story, from the background design, through the character design, and to the storyboard of course.

another book I like is : Story from Mc Kee:


Why this book in particular? because it is made from “the Poetic” from Aristote. It is a very shematic book, hard to read, just take your time, take notes, make some exercices from it to understand it. It learnt me a mental grammar about how to think about a story.


so: conclusion : I have done a whole feature film screenplay about this personal project. My design are really stronger because they are made from a proper and strong story. This is the most important advice I could give to you.

My deep meaning is : a good drawing means something, tell a story. A good drawing is a drawing that you have thought about before you have started to draw.

Then I can give you some advices about my method of course but believe me, they are nothing compared to thoss about storytelling:

_ gather a lot of documentation and materials when you want to create a design. avoiding cliché is knowling deeply your subject. As I m doing a story about russian revolution and I m not russian, I try to gather many many information about the russian history , russian mythology, russian revolution, russian clothesabout this century, russian people…. This is not only about esthetic materials but about feeling the whole picture of your subject. so you have to read a lot, not only gather pictures.

_ Avoid to follow the “mode” but mix it.^^

I suppose you know we can not create stuff from nothing. We have to start from some pointin Art. But :

To create a new and interesting stuff, you have to mix two ancients stuff (at least) , not starting from only one influence.

My graphic style is a mix between many many influences. I don’t do “japanese stuff”, or “disney stuff”, or “comics stuff”, or “european stuff”, I have mixed everything I have learnt in my life.

Try to stay very curious of all kind of influences ; not only animation but Art in general, litterature, arcitecture, cinema, travelling, history of Arts (I have a History of art 2nd college degree which helps me a lot in my graphic researches). Try to stay open minded in every kind of cultures.

By example : Tezuka, creator of the manga, was very influenced by Disney. Kurosawa, best director ever, was very influenced by american cinema, georges lucas was very influenced by Kurosawa when he did Star Wars…..etc…

Try to discover as many art pieces as you can, never give up that in you whole life to stay inspired.

Personally I ma big fan of History, History of Arts, History of whatever in general. This is the main material I use for my work.^^

For that purpose , try to read many books, old books, shakespeare, Dostoievski, Homere, mythology books, whatever you want but really meaningfull books not only recent best seller(which are great of course^^ but do not focus only on them). this is a main part of your work , this is not lazyness don’t worry^^

same for movies: you can not tell good stories if you have nothing to tell :D : take the time to watch as many movies as you can, this is a main part of your work , this is not lazyness don’t worry^^  :

here some directors I love:

_ Kurosawa

_ Melville

_ Jonnhie To

_ Zemeckis

_ Nicolas Winding Refn

_ Mc Tiernam

_ Kurick

_ Takahata

_ Spielberg

My favorite movies :

_ Pusher II

_ Silence of the lambs

_ Benhur

_ Dersu Uzala

_ 10 commandements

_ Spartacus

_ Rush

_ Ikiru

_ Yojimbo

_ Kaguya princess

_ Munich

_ Mad max fury road

_ die hard 1

_ Hardboiled

_ A.I.

_ Contact

_ Compare yourself with the best artists in the world, not with your classmate in your artschool. If you want to be the best, and do the best production, be demanding and challenge yourself. Comapre your stuff to Pixar, Laika, Dreamworks, oldschool japanese mangaka and animator, ancient painters. Ask yourself why they are better than me? What should I do to improve myself? a lot of answer are not in the esthetic way but in the storytelling way believe me.^^

_ Don’t be shy, don’t be afraid to bother professional artists, show your work to professional as much as you can, ask them advice, be respectful with them and do whatever they will tell you to do to improve yourself. The only way to thank a teacher or a professional who helps you is to work harder and to follow his advices hardly.

_ Work full time, this is like a olympic game, this is serious : you have to be the best to get that kind of extremely competitive job. You need to implicate yourself a lot. You need to find a routine, you can’t work part time for this job. stay very implicated, stay extremely enthousiast.

_ To become better than other, that’s simple : work twice, triple more than other students. really. When a teacher, your boss seems satisfied, it does not have to be the end of the job.You have to impress people, not only satisfied them. Even if your boss seems satisfied, continue to improve your work after the deadline, until it is really great.

_believe in your potential but stay humble all your life, even after school, keep learning form others, never think you are the best.

Let’s stop for now, I hope it will help you and others people who wants to improve themself :)

anonymous asked:

Hello. :) I really look forward to your creations and am currently saving to get a chance to buy your prints in the future. ^^ I wanted to ask your feelings when you started tinkering with the idea of the DGM comic? Was it nerve-wrecking? Plus, you've clearly put so much time and hard work in it for it to look so beautiful. I really admire it. HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!

HELLO THESE!!! ASKS MAKE ME SO HAPPY THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! o(≧∇≦o) This year at uni is pretty much ‘adapt your projects/interests to our demands according to each subject’, so theoretically we’re free to choose whatever, counting on our respective professors’ private tutoring!! I consider myself more of a creator than an illustrator, I try drawing and writing because I needed to find a way to materialize these ideas!! The past two years I’ve been aiming to combine the visual components of an idea with the narrative ones!! That’s why I started putting effort into comics ‘▿’)/ But comics are like the giant t-rex of art……. They not only were scary as fuck- it makes you realize HEAVILY all the knowledge you’re missing, the limits of your art, how much it sucks in general orz- but also very frustrating. I think I also had huge expectations from the beginning without even realizing… You need lots of patience, sacrifice and self-discipline for comics… _(」∠ 、ン、)_ But!!!! After reading D.Gray-man, BOY WASN’T I VIBRATING THE STORY IS SO AMAZING THE WORLD THE CHARACTERS talking with a few friends one day we were like oh wait but single parent Kanda, AND BAM, I!!! was so thrilled!!!!!!!!! From a slow beginning with the idea it soon started running around in my head, it was the only thing I could think of!!!!! Here is the thing: I started drawing the comic because I wanted to have fun and experiment, so already from the start it was bond to be different than the other times. And!!! As I drew pages I didn’t mind AT ALL that the drawing was ugly, that this panel was wrong, this other could have been better, I should have tried a few more sketches before drawing it like this, OH WHAT IF I APPLY SCREENTONES oh man WHAT IF I USE PHOTOSHOP FILTERS WHAT IF THIS ATMOSPHERE WHAT IF THIS LIGHTNING WHAT IF TAMASHI BLUSHES MAD HOW WOULD A 24 Y/O ALLEN LOOK LIKE and like this you got me squeaking in excitement while drawing and that was such a gift. 

I forced myself to understand the comic from an online perspective with the idea of setting a navigation for a future webpage (I focused this comic in the prism of multimedia fields, with the idea of comprehending better visual narratives so I could get to the point in which I could develop /an interactive/ comic (do you know ava’s demon?)). I created the simulation of a webpage to incorporate this navigation and interactivity I was talking about, I recorded it to show you!! https://youtu.be/xlDdbMw0yJU 

I realized so many things while drawing!!! I enjoy CHARACTERIZATION SO MUCH- this is nothing knew if you’ve following my art for a while orz but!!! There is something so special in learning to build characters with a specific purpose to give x impression to the reader, configure their body language AND the paneling according to the needs of them instead of the script, but also!!! I was very grumpy for a long time because my spatiality and abstraction are non-existent, so drawing backgrounds/depth/space are very difficult to grasp for me. BUT THEN I REALIZED I… don’t need it???? I don’t need to master backgrounds to situate the reader in scene!! Something like this is enough!!!!:

These are very lazy and poor backgrounds orz but they’re enough to set a background narrative -> they’re in the castle -> they’re walking through the castle -> they arrive at the dining hall. I fooled around with backgrounds for uni assignments this semester too and!!!!! I noticed I don’t want to draw super amazing backgrounds I want to paint atmospheres!!! I think- within the same page- the information of this panel: 

is more and better than the previous:

it sets a mood, the direction of lightning helps translating the motion of Allen’s pose, the details of the flowers and the architecture kind of pauses the lecture, sets a calm, intimate atmosphere helped by the palette…?  (//▽//)ゞWhich is like an intake of oxygen after the previous updates in which Kanda just sends them all to hell…!! 

So!! THIS COMIC FROM THE BEGINNING FELT LIKE!!! A HUGE EXCITING ADVENTURE!! o(≧∇≦o)  i can’t wait to see how my art will evolve the different things I will learn what else I will realize/explore how will I try to convey language through color, expression, bodies!! ACTION SCENES!!! I!! want to try drawing pretty!!! And delicate!!!!!! I want Allen to look kind, beautiful, play with his different types of smile, to give off this vibe of tenderness and innocence, BUT ALSO THE FIERCE DETERMINATION HE HAS IN BATTLE, in his own ideals, whereas I’d like to try Kanda looking feral, sharp, play with high/low angles for his panels (so in contrast with allen’s in which the perspective is simple and calm Kanda’s are somewhat visceral). BUT ALSO LEARN TO DRAW LENA, AND LAVI!! Their relationship will be developed between lines so the way they stand next to each other, look at each other, hand language, ALL OF THAT WILL BE SO INTERESTING TO WORK ON!!!!! I’M!!! SO EXCITED!!! orz where is christmas i need it now…

Throwing Cellphones

                    Feliciano gets himself a sugar daddy.

With only 10 minutes left to Tuesday, woo! Sorry guys, was doing things and got distracted :’D Once again I remind that I update Throwing Cellphones…very late into Monday, but it’s Monday none the less. I hope you enjoy!

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Sigil Making Process, by Richtor

We received an ask sometime last night regarding a personal method for how to make sigils. Since we’re unsure who that was directed to, we are going to answer that individually. I also want to add a thank you to the person who asked, for the added compliment to our sigils; we do work hard on our designs, and I’m sure I speak for all of us here at TSW when I say that recognition is appreciated. :)

With that being said, here is my own method for making sigils.

I start with a statement of intent. Pretty basic, a trait shared throughout most of the resource links. I tend to write mine all in capitals now, but that’s not something that needs to be done. The statement ultimately depends on what the sigil needs to do for me (or requested by others to do): “The book in which this sigil is written cannot be lost or stolen;” “I am confident in social situations;” “I am conquering my stage fright.” As you can see, the statement can be for almost anything - my favorite thing about sigil magic is how flexible it is, how much ground it can cover, how many things you can do with it.

I also try to keep the statements in present tense, with words like “is” or “am,” versus “will” or “shall.” This lets the sigil know when to act / work. Using present tense words implies that these things are already happening, so the sigil knows to start doing it as soon as possible; if you use future tense words, the sigil will work, but it is unsure as to when it will take effect - could be weeks or even months.

Okay, for my statement of intent I am going with “The book in which this sigil is written cannot be lost or stolen,” as an example. Once I have my statement written down (in all capitals, no spaces between words), I remove all repeat letters. “THEBOOKINWHICHTHISSIGILISWRITTENCANNOTBELOSTORSTOLEN” turns into “THEBOKINWCSGLRNA.” A lot easier to work with than that dense sentence. I “compress” it even further, however, and break down each letter into its basic shapes. “THEBOKINWCSGLRNA” becomes “- | / \ ) O ( ~”. I do this because I personally find it easier to work with lines and shapes over whole letters; sometimes it’s difficult for me to disguise the letters or make them fit together properly.

From there, I am ready to make a sigil. For the most part I just play around with the shapes, put things together and see how they look. I like experimenting with designs and shapes and layout, so my process is never the same. Sometimes I get the design in the first few sigils. Sometimes it can take me 8-10 rough designs to get one that I like / think is good enough. That is based on my own personal sigil aesthetic - it is important that the sigil looks good to you. Sometimes I’ll even ask other people’s opinions on designs, to solidify my own opinion. (Honestly, the boyfriend is usually my guinea pig for that.) I end up with what I call a “sketch sheet,” the page I used to experiment with my sigil designs, and that looks like this:

Once I have my sketch sheet done, and a design that I like, it’s time for me to scan it and upload it to my computer. From there I open it in Photoshop, where I move and rotate them (for the most part they are usually never done straight across, and some even end up sideways because they look better from an alternate perspective), clean them up, and do any other minor edits I need to do. Once that is done I open that file again in Paint Tool SAI, where I make a digital copy. I essentially trace over my sketch with a pen tool - that makes it look clean and neat. Once it’s completely digital, I send it back to Photoshop where I give it that white outer glow. The finished product looks like this (which is what gets uploaded to Tumblr):

And that is my sigil making process. It shares a lot of traits with other methods, but that’s okay for me. It works, and I get attractive looking designs, and that’s all that matters. I hope this was helpful, or informative. 


Behind The Scenes (17/???)

Author’s note: I know this part will only reach half of the members, but the rest of them will be mentioned in the next post. Sorry for any errors.

Genre:… Fluff? Or like friendship fluff??? Fluff? (Jhope, Rap Monster, Suga)

Word count: 2306

Other parts: HERE

Summary: Day 2 of tagging along with BTS to their photoshoot. This time something goes wrong and Rap Monster has you help them out.

This is my GIF. I made it based off of this scenario series.

You headed over to the dorm the same time you did the previous day. Jin handed you your food and gave you a small good morning. You said it back and walked over to Suga.



“What was up with you last night? I know you said you were tired, but you seemed upset about something.”

“Like I said, it was nothing. I was just stressed about something.”

“Why didn’t you talk to me? You always talk to me when you are stressed.”

“I just felt like being alone.”

“Hm, okay. Do you feel any better now?”

“A bit now that you are here. Maybe you can get Hoseok off my back. His pills must have kicked in already, cuz he’s too loud too early and I’m too hungover.”

You looked over at the rest of the guys. Jin and Rap Monster were talking with one another. Jhope was with the rest of the guys and they were just really loud and joking around a lot.

“Hmm… I’ll just stick here with you”

“Fine, but I won’t be talking”

Soon the van came for you all and you sat in the usual morning order. Jin tried to start a conversation with you, but you told him you were really sleepy and you pretended to nap the whole way to the photoshoot.


At the new location, the guys went straight to their stations to get dressed and then went to get their make-up put on.

The day hadn’t even begun and you noticed many of the crew members looked panicked.

“What do you mean she’s not going to show up?!?” you heard the photographer scream.

“Sir, she called in sick. She can’t come in because she got food poisoning.” One of the crew members told him

“Well go get me another model!”

“We tried, but all the other models are booked.”

“Well who the fuck is going to model with the boys? Today is the only day we can do this shoot!”

The crew looked at each other not knowing what to do.

“Okay, okay, okay… Do any of the women here want to be the model?” he asked, trying to calm himself down

No on offered. Many of the women, including some of the stylist, were either too busy and/or refused to model.

Rap monster was done with his make-up first and he went over to the photographer. You couldn’t hear what they were talking about. Whatever Rap Monster was telling him seemed to calm him down a bit more. Suddenly, they both looked over to you and began walking towards you.

“This is y/n. She’s my assistant.” Rap Monster told him.

“Well she’s pretty enough.” The photographer moved up closer to you and began analyzing you. “Hmmmm. Depending on how things go I can always Photoshop another model’s face on her body, considering that Ms. Y/n is the best we got.”.

The photographer went over to one of the stylists and told her to get you dressed and ready for the shoot.

You turned to Rap Monster, “Namjoon, what the fuck is going on?”

“You, Y/n, are going to model with us today.” He said giving you a smile.

You started to freak out, “What? Why? I don’t want to do it!”

“Hey, hey, hey. It won’t be that bad. Plus, if you don’t do it you’d just be sitting around for hours. I’d rather pay you for actually doing something.”


The stylist came over and took you into one of the dressing rooms. They handed you a dress to change into. The dress was a beige color with a floral lace pattern. Then they handed you matching heels.

They made your hair a bit wavy and placed little red flowers in your hair that matched the lace flowers in your dress. They removed the make-up that you already had on and redid it. They did your make-up in a way that gave you a more natural look.

“Wow! Look at our y/n!” Jhope said sitting next to you as they finished with the smaller details. “You look so pretty!… uh, not that you weren’t pretty before… now you’re just a different kind of pretty.”

You laughed. “Don’t worry Jhope. I get what you mean.”

“You look good Y/n”. Rap Monster commented

“You look so beautiful!” V said. He came closer to you to get a better look, but he mostly focused on the flowers in your hair.

“I agree with Tae, you look beautiful” Jin added.

Jimin and Jungkook stayed back. They couldn’t care less about how you looked.

“Huh. Who knew Y/n could actually look pretty!” Suga teased coming to your other side.

“Shut up!” You slapped him on the shoulder.

“Let’s go guys. the set is done” Rap Monster called out

Today’s photoshoot was rather dark and a bit more dramatic. The set was mostly grey and the guys were dressed similar to the mood of the set. You were the only one dressed “cheerfully”.

“What exactly is the theme of this?” you asked Suga.

“Um, well, I had the idea of a good side and a bad side… sorta…. That’s why yesterday’s set was so bright.”

“So why didn’t you guys have a model yesterday?”

“Uggh! I don’t want to explain everything! It’s too long to explain!”

“Fine then Mr. Grumpy” you told him giving him a distorted face

“Okay!” the photographer began. “’So based on what Yoongi’s idea was, this is going to be more of a mature photoshoot. Don’t worry Ms. Y/n I’ve thought of ways that we can hide your face so you don’t really have to worry about your facial expressions.”

You were relieved your face wouldn’t be showing, but you still hated the idea of having to model with the members.

“Who wants to pose first?” he asked

“Oh! I will!” Jhope shouted raising his arm and pushing his way to the front of the group.

“Ok, so my idea was that Y/n would be kissing you on the cheek and you would be looking dramatically into the camera.

The photographer handed you a tube of deep red lipstick and told you to put on a lot of layers and kiss Jhope on the cheek to leave a lip print.

You did as he said. You walked over to Jhope. He smiled at you. He turned his head to the side and began pointing to his cheek. You gave him a peck on his cheek giving an obnoxious “muah!” sound as you took a step back. You left a perfect deep red lip print on his cheek.

“Oh my goodness! Y/n kissed me!!!” he shouted. He pretended to faint from being overwhelmed with emotions

Your lip stick was fixed and then the two of you moved onto the set.  Jhope’s hands were placed on your hips and your arms were draped around his chest. Your face was placed behind his to give the illusion that you were kissing his other cheek.

The pictures were taken at multiple angles all around the two of you. In between each angle change Jhope would whisper funny comments into your ear. “Oohhh Y/n! Look at us! We look smokin’.”, “You better not fall in love with me after this”, “It feels like someone has been working out!”

You played long with him, “I could say the same thing”, “If I were a vampire you would be dead by now” or you would suddenly gasp, scaring him a bit.

Then you two were positioned a bit differently. This time you two had to stare into each other’s eyes. It took a while for you two to stop giggling, but eventually you guys were able to keep a straight face long enough for the pictures to be taken. Every time they stopped taking pictures to change angles, you and Jhope would make derpy faces to each other and then burst into laughter.

The photographer got after you guys a few times but was still able to get good shots. It was fun posing with Jhope. It surprisingly wasn’t awkward at all.

The next member you posed with was Rap Monster. With him you did feel a bit awkward. You felt you had more of a professional relationship with him in comparison with the rest of the guys.

He was positioned to stand behind you. His arms were put around your waist. The photographer turned your head to the side. Then he draped your hair to cover most of your profile and your hair was parted to expose your neck

Rap monster moved his face down to the crook of your neck, his lips hovering over your skin. You were relieved that your face wasn’t showing because you could feel yourself turning red. He was so close to you. You could feel his breath on your skin every time he exhaled.

As the photographer took a moment to change angles, Rap Monster put his head on your shoulder and began laughing.

“Y/n, calm down. Don’t be so nervous with me. I can feel you holding your breath. It’s just me, don’t be scared.”

After finishing that pose, Rap Monster and you were repositioned a bit more. One of your arms was brought up to the back of his head. Your hair was taken away from your face and you head was leaned back over his shoulder. One of his arms was brought up so that he was now hugging you from under your chest. His other arm was placed over your shoulder to be “pulling off” the strap of your dress. His head was still positioned to be “kissing” your neck, but at this new pose, it felt as if more of his face could be seen on camera.

You definitely felt more awkward than before, especially with the possibility that all the other members were staring. After the photoshoot was over you two were able to take a look at the pictures at Rap Monster’s request

“Damn Y/n, we look hot as fuck” he said walking back to behind the cameras.

You went back to the set and Suga was the next one to pose with you. You threw him a smile as he walked toward you. You didn’t feel too weird about posing with him. You figured that you were closer to him than Jhope, and things went great with Jhope, so things should go great with Suga too.

This pose was a bit more elaborate that the other ones so far, you and Suga were posed so that Suga was dipping you as if you two were dancing. In the first pictures your hands were on Suga’s shoulders while he was holding by your waist, supporting you on his knee. To give the illusion that you were dancing, you held your leg out in the air and your dress was taped to your leg to was it look like it had just been swung up.

Suga’s head was placed similarly to Rap Monster’s was. He was posed to look as if he was kissing your neck. However, his lips were much closer to you. His lips were actually touching your skin ever so lightly. You got goosebumps feeling Suga’s unpursued lips touch your neck.

The pictures were taken at all angles once again. This time before you two were moved into a new pose, you were given a chance to relax a bit before taking pictures again.

“Damn Y/n. You’re so heavy. I feel like my arms are going to fall off.”

“Fuck you! I’m not heavy! You’re just a wimp with noodle arms!”

Suga turned to you. He grabbed one of your shoulders and with his other hand to your chin so that you were looking up at him.

“Y/n…. Y/n, y/n, y/n… my poor, little Y/n. You’re in denial, you and I both know that I am strong. I’m like super strong, almost as strong as superman. Please stop lying to yourself”

“Oh my gosh, Yoongi!” you gasped grabbing his face and mushing his cheeks. “I think all that alcohol finally killed the last of your brain cells. You’re fucking delusional!”

You both laughed and then moved into the new pose. For the second pose you two were in roughly the same position. He was still dipping you, but this time he had to be “kissing” you. The photographer placed his head so that you two were at the moment just before a kiss. He reassured you that even though your face was exposed, he was going to take the pictures up close, mostly focusing on Suga. If your face came out they were most likely going to Photoshop it in post.

You and Suga were really close, too close, way closer than you’ve been with the other members so far. This wouldn’t have been so bad if you two were able to look away from each other, but no. The photographer emphasized that you two had to maintain eye contact.

You could feel yourself go a bit cross-eyed trying to maintain eye contact with Suga. He on the other hand didn’t seem bothered being this close to you. He looked at you with soft eyes, not blinking even when the lights flashed. Although his gaze was soft; It was also very intense. You could feel your face growing red. Half of you hated being this close to him. You knew that he was going to make a stupid comment when you two were finished. The other half of you didn’t mind this closeness at all. You didn’t mind seeing Suga this way. You had to admit, he looked really handsome and you didn’t feel too weird about him touching you like this.

Finally, the photographer was done and he told Suga to call V over and unexpectedly, Suga walked off without telling you anything.


A really quick bouncing ball tutorial for Killian-the-meerkat . Click the pics for captions. Additional notes I wasn’t able to fit into the character limits:

This is a pretty standard animation exercise. There used to be a Disney test that if you could animate a decent bouncing ball in 30mins you got the job. The industry has become a bit more competitive since then.

But the bouncing ball stuck around because animation uses it in everything, and it teaches Volume Control, Timing, Squash, Stretch, Acceleration and Deceleration, Anticipation (the hang time), and Settle.

So, hang time. The ball spends a lot of time up there before coming back down. It’s pretty hard to get too much hang time. If your ball is coming down too quickly, throw in some in-betweens and put it on twos while up there.

Squash and Stretch: different from smears.  Smears are used for fast movements, and are animations answer to motion blur. You don’t have to maintain volume when doing a smear, but squash and stretch does need to maintain volume. Think of a rubber ball being pressed down. It’s getting flatter, but not smaller. That’s squash. Now imagine an elastic being pulled. It gets thinner as it gets longer. That’s stretch. Here stretch it being used a bit like a smear, but not quite crossing into that realm. Your muscles, skin and body fat have a lot of squash and stretch when they move.

Additionally, My ball’s entry is terrible. It should probably come in from higher, and my first bounce doesn’t have a very good arc. My settle gets a bit lazy too. Do better than me. 

I’ve got the walk cycle tut coming soon, but there some stuff I need to fix on it first. Plus you’ll want to know some of this stuff first because there is definitely a bouncing ball in walk cycles.

There are tons of really good bouncing ball tutorials out there, everyone does it a little different, but I find gifs convenient for these things, and wanted to animate one for practice.

I did this one straight ahead. You can also frame to frame it if you prefer, but this is simple enough to just dive into.

That’s all for now. Cheers!

Confidential Matters

It’s been one full year of Miraculous Ladybug ! Woohoo !

Thanks to Thomas Astruc, Winny, Jeremy Zag and the rest of the team at Zagtoon for such a brilliant lovable show that brought so many people together.

Today for #1yearofMiraculous, my contribution to our lovely fandom is this fic. It sort of borders on crack in some places and I haven’t been feeling much inspiration lately but I tried my best and I hope this is a good enough tribute to celebrate the first year of an amazing show, amazing people and an amazing team.

Ao3 Link

Without further ado :

It was an early morning and as such tend to be sleepy students tried desperately to stay awake, grumbling about how school was unhealthy for starting so early in the day. Scientific research proved it so why did the Board of Education around the world argue ?

Not many spoke except for the ‘early birds’ who chattered as if trying to rival the real birds outside. They chatted easily, sympathetically offering words of comfort to those classfellows who were still drowsy and tended to like sleeping in as opposed to waking up early… i.e. most of them. They were kind enough to speak quietly so as not to disturb the relative calm their classmates so wished to keep so early in the day. Heaven knows not many had the energy to lift even a finger.

It is a common phenomena. Early in the morning it seems as if the energy reservoirs in a person’s body are empty. Speaking or hearing too much doesn’t really help with that so in an effort to gain enough energy to at least try to sit through Mme Mendeliev’s lesson, Mme Bustier’s class was in a state of calm. After all, everyone dreaded first period Chemistry and Mme Mendeliev wasn’t exactly chipper in the morning either.

The calm was disrupted fifteen minutes before the school bell rang when a slam echoed through the halls of College Francois Dupont. Dozing students were jarred awake and those who were near the doors, stumbled out to see if it was an Akuma. Those certainly weren’t uncommon. Especially on Monday mornings. Or Tuesday mornings. Or mornings in general.

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