Sans and the Other Brother Strike a Deal - Buttontale AU
So I found another scene that I absolutely adored from the movie and decided to make another comic for Buttontale! I had to put it on hold for a while because of other stuff in my life, but YAY! It’s finally here!!!
Hello, everyone! I know it’s been forever since
I’ve done any drawings, but I finally finished this one just in time for the
OMS Challenge. :)
I’ve had this idea in my head for nearly a year
now, I just had a lot of difficulty transferring it to paper. But you know how
it is with art – patience, perseverance, and practice. Eventually I got there,
and I really like the final result. I love Spock Prime and I truly believe
there should be more Kirk Prime as well so I decided to draw them together. The
idea is that they are both living in the AOS universe now (though if you want
to think it’s the TOS-verse that’s ok too) and still running the odd mission
for Starfleet. You know how Jim is. He doesn’t believe in retirement. So,
they’re hiding out somewhere and Spock is trying to meditate while Jim keeps an
eye out for danger, always ready to protect his husband.
I wanted to combine TOS and AOS themes with the
clothes that Jim and Spock wear, and so I drew inspiration from a few different
places. Jim’s jacket has the shoulder patches and a similar design that that
you see in Beyond with the blue reconnaissance uniforms, but he wears his
original captain’s pin from the TOS-verse (the things that survive the
nexus…). He also has a collar that fans out – something I noticed he wears
in the TOS movies :). A few different things influenced Spock’s outfit. The
cowl seems more AOS-centric to me but also very Vulcanish (something I could
see the young Spock wearing). The
shoulder detail is a big part of Vulcan clothes in the TOS movies, and the rest
of the dark colored tunic is inspired by
the black outfit Spock wears in The Motion Picture. The gloves/undersleeves
were my own idea. I just think it’s a cool look and actually pretty logical
that a touch-sensitive species might have the gloves and sleeves of a shirt as
all one piece. Jim’s phaser rifle is also something I made up though I tried to
make it look kind of TOS-ish.
It was a bit of a struggle to draw Kirk Prime,
but I wanted to so badly! I feel very strongly that Jim is a handsome badass
regardless of weight or age so I really enjoyed showing that he is heavyset and
unashamed of it. He’s awesome AND cuddly. It was strange drawing Spock’s hair
as being white instead of black, but I’m quite happy with his expression. I
felt honored but sort of sad drawing Spock Prime, knowing that not only is the
beautiful Nimoy no longer with us but that Spock’s own story closes in Beyond.
I prefer to think of him as still out there, perhaps with his Jim.
I didn’t think this would take two weeks.
Welp, I was being very lazy when I started this, it was lunch at moi school and I started drawing this in my sketchbook. I managed to forget about this for about a week and once I finally got back to this drawing I had started being lazy, very lazy. I’m just happy that I managed to have time to finish this.
I have a lot more ideas for any Poth related ships. And I have so many drawing I’m still working on…so….yeah. More pictures!!!! YAY!!!
Also I use my phone for my digital arts so yeah. My fingers flipping hurt so bad right now (≧︵≦) but soon I’ll have my Wacom Tablet hooked up and crap.
(Btw my Fav ship is not Poth. Heh heh, its Gothcest which I’m gonna draw soon!!!!!!! Heh heh, I dunno whether or not to make it something angsty or something happy. Maybe a bit of both eh?????)
oh man. i was going through my brother’s ipad (which was honestly a huge part of what made me get into art, just the ability to use it to draw even if i only had my fingers to use as pencils cause ipad styluses are expensive ) and found this gem from 2014 which is probably one of the first things i ever drew and was very proud of and oh boi.
i remember drawing this while waiting at the airport and the plane was taking forever and when i finally finished this i was like “wow, this is pretty good". it took me an hour just to finish that, mainly cause of that dual colored background you can see i put a lot of effort into.
so i was just looking at it and i thought, well, what could i achieve now? (so naturally, i doodled yamaguchi.) i mean, i always bring myself down because i see my art and i see other peoples art and i’m like, “holy hell, i’m shit”, but never think about how much i’ve improved along the way and this was a great eye-opener for me.
i still think my art has long ways to go but i’ve definitely walked a long distance since i started too. i guess this is just me trying to say don’t give up doing what you like to do!! perseverance pays off (yams is a great testament to that - that’s why i love him). don’t expect to become great overnight, if it were that easy, everyone would be an artist.
tl;dr: don’t compare yourself to others, compare yourself with yourself.
I just–… This episode really hit me hard in the heart and personally. I cried so much watching this and listening to the song, not to mention that I re-watched it like crazy and the song is so endearing to me and aaahhhh–AAAHHH!!….
So yeah. I had to do something. Thank you Steven Universe. Thank you Rebecca Sugar. This meant alot to me. Bless your faces.
Finally finished Leo for the chibi series. that took forever. I was sick the past few weeks. And the messed up the psd file and had to do some schtuffs. Not really what I was going for but I think it could have been worse so I’m still happy with the final product. Hopefully I can post another one this week. I’m thinking Percy or Will to complete the chibi series. What do you guys think? :)
Context - The game is Vampire: The Masqeurade. There are four of us, two of us are new players, one player had a side quest where she met a werewolf detective, and the last player was the GM. We had just convinced the werewolf detective to come help us track and defeat a Methuselah, which took hours to defeat and required very unconventional tactics, both for the fighting and the tracking.
[Combat Ends, Methuselah Dies] GM: “In a frenzied rage, the werewolf manages to rend the vampire to pieces, finishing him off for good.”
Inexperienced Player: “Finally! That took forever!”
Experienced Player: “Aww man, I wanted to finish him off. Still, this was awesome!”
Me: “Yeah! This was so cool!”
Me: “Were… we supposed to win this fight?”
Me: “Were we even supposed to be fighting him?”
GM: “Chapter’s over, by the way. I have to level you guys up next session.”
Inexperienced Player: “Neat!”
GM: “For context, it should have taken you at least a year to move up from Neonate. You managed it in a handful of sessions.”
GM: “You didn’t even ask why he was attacking Caitiffs, you just went after him! This game is supposed to be about politics and intrigue, what is wrong with you people?!”
Inspired by the prompt “i got you for secret santa so i got you this really expensive but sentimental gift that you’ve always wanted, hoping you’ll never find out it’s from me - and that i’ve been in love with you 1234567 years” because it was the first one of the list that jumped out at me.
Took me forever but I finally finished it yay!
right guys, gather ‘round.”
occupants in the Cortex of S.T.A.R. Labs stopped what they were doing to turn
and look at Cisco and Iris as they came out of one of the attached laboratory
rooms, the engineer shaking a large beaker filled with crumpled balls of paper
as he walked.
I know things have been tense with Zoom around, to say the least,” Iris started
once she had everyone’s attention, “But Christmas is coming up, and anyone who
knows me knows it’s like my favourite holiday.”
was a light snort from the speedster, and Joe let out a laugh that was quickly
muffled by a hand. Barry crossed his arms as he regarded his best friend,
leaning against the central computer desk. “That’s the understatement of the
I finally finished my Zootopia character, she’s an African Golden Wolf! I’m happy with how the coloring/markings came out though, it’s cute! After talking with some friends, I decided to name her Wolfgang!
I FINALLY FINISHED THEM. ohmygosh I am so sorry these two took ages to post. I was done Crabtree forever ago, and then I had started Emily and then procrastination happened. Also I’m moving to London from Vancouver so that has kept me very occupied for awhile now. BUT I DID IT AND THEY ARE DONE.
The past-you would have
run away by now, would have brushed away the “jokes” and pretended that
everything was okay. But that’s not you now. The now-you answers his “joking”
request seriously. You want to do it. You want to try. So when he
asks if you wanna go on a date, you reply unhesitatingly with a yes. He’s
surprised. You can totally tell by the lack of response. He didn’t expect this,
but neither did you. It just flew out before you could even take it back. You
wonder if he wanted a serious answer; he used to say all the time that he
wished you took him more seriously. Seconds pass by, and being the impatient
person you were, you’re starting to panic. You wonder if this was a mistake.
Was it too late to take it back? But you don’t
want to take it back. You want him to know that you liked him. You hope for some kind (or any kind) of response from
him. You expect the worse, but never the best, because that’s always let you
down in the past. You brace yourself, but you don’t see this coming. The him that replies; the smile on his face;
the happiness he exerts…and you let out the breath you hadn’t known you were
It’s been a long day, and
you’re all worn out. You hear your phone vibrate, and being one of those people
who is just naturally curious about what’s going on, you go over to pick it up.
He texted you. It’s a small smiley face with the words “Hey ya” next to it. Despite your body saying no, you text him back. You lay back down,
anticipating his text, but also hoping he won’t just because you really
needed to get some sleep in before tomorrow came around. But he does, he texts
back and your face is all smiley because you knew he would and he was just
always so sweet and fun to talk to. You spend the next hour chatting, and
before long he says, “It’s late over there, yeah? You should sleep.” You text
back, confirming that you were indeed tired but…maybe staying up a little more
would be okay. He reluctantly accepts it, and calls you
instead of texting back.
Surprised, you answer, “H-hello?”
He breathes, “Hey. Maybe
it’d be easier if we just talked instead of texting?”
“I might fall asleep, you
know?” You warn.
He laughs, “That’s fine.
I just want to hear your voice.”
You smile and shove your
blushing face into your pillow, screaming into it.
Tonight feels different,
like there’s this excitement in the air and everything around you just knows something you don’t. You’re
nervous and giddy and you want to jump off the edge of the cliff you’re sitting
on, but you don’t want to fall to your death so you don’t. He’s humming a song
as he looks beyond to the mass amount of trees ahead. You think you see an
animal darting past a couple of them and you hear the rustling of a bush as it
moves out of sight. It’s a bright night out here. He turns to you and you
notice how his smile just shines in
the moonlight. You wonder enviously if this guy has ever not looked good. You give him a shy, no-teeth-showing smile in
return. Laying your head on his shoulder, you look up to witness his eyes roaming
through the forest, as if there was an adventure out there just waiting for him.
He clears his throat and…talks. You sit there, hanging on to every word. And,
for this one night, it feels as if it’s just the two of you against the world,
like no one else exists but the both of you.
“Will you marry me?” were
the words most girls wanted to hear sometime during their life. You were no
different. You feign shock as everyone around you turn and watch in
anticipation of your answer. He holds in his breath; hoping for you to feel the
same, crossing his fingers for you to not
reject him. Your mouth opens and closes twice before you manage to say, “Yes!
Of course!!” Everyone lets out the breath they had been holding on to. The
customers around you clap and say their obligatory congratulations. The waiter
comes up with some complementary, highly-rated wine and promises to bring you
guys a slice of tonight’s special dessert. He murmurs a thanks and does the
whole, “Oh no, you don’t have to!” but the waiter insists, saying that it was a
happy day and that it was their way of celebrating this occasion. He gives in
when he sees you smile dotingly at him. The night is perfect. It was everything
you wanted in an engagement. But, and there was always some kind of ‘but,’ it
“Oh my god, I can’t
believe that worked,” you whisper as you are led to your car.
He smiles, “I told you
…It wasn’t real.
You were watching a sappy
movie because sometimes, the night just called for something romantic and sweet
that tugged on your heartstrings. He was reluctant at first, mostly because,
according to him, he had a ‘rep’ to maintain. You rolled your eyes and patted
the seat next to you forcefully. Seeing as you were probably never, ever
going to give in, he resigned himself for what he thought would be ‘the
worst night ever.’ ..And it kind of was at
first. He thought he’d never be invested in these strangers’ lives who just
“coincidentally” bumped into one another, and then were coerced by coworkers
into dating one another for their jobs. But as the movie went on, he started to
become more vocal in his commentary like, “Why? WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?…” and “Oh
my god. This is going to end so badly. I wish I could save her…” and let’s not
forget “…GO AFTER HER YOU DUMMY. GO. DO IT. YOU JUST HAVE TO.” By the end of the
movie, he was shaking you whilst screaming about how the guy was an idiot and
the girl should’ve been smarter and the ending should’ve been longer. You find
yourself wondering just what did kind of monster you helped create.
Sometimes you had
insomniac moments and those times frustrated you to no end. You wanted to
sleep, but then thoughts would pop up in your mind and you’d make up some
excuse to browse the web again. The next thing you know, it’s late, really
late, and you have class the next day or you have plans early in the morning
and the maximum amount of sleep you get is 3 hours. You wake up at 6am and it’s
early, too early and you don’t want to be awake but can’t go back to sleep because once you’re
up, that was it. So you roll around in bed, and accidentally hit him in the
process. Sadly, he was a light sleeper. You hear him groan as his arms
automatically move to rub his eyes.
He asks, “What time is
You whisper, “6…”
He makes a dissatisfied
noise, but positions himself upright on his arms, “Can’t sleep?”
You nod, a sad look on
He brings you closer to him,
cuddling, “Do you want me to keep you company?”
You shake your head, “No…try
to go back to sleep. I don’t think I can.”
He chuckles softly, “Stay
like this for a while, okay?”
You snuggle closer to
His heavy breathing
sounds a couple minutes later and, combined with the steady beat of his heart, you feel yourself drift off into darkness.
He catches you laughing, crying,
and saying little phrases like “Aww~” and he wonders if you’re crazy. He leans
on the doorframe of your bedroom as you spin back and forth on your chair,
staring at your phone and scrolling through a wall of text. He stays there for
a couple of minutes in silence, wondering when you would notice that he was there.
The habits you have when no one is around is put on display; he snickers
quietly as witness. Before you could stop yourself, you take an extra strong
turn, and your chair spins to face him. You see him in the peripheral and your
eyes automatically look up and lock with his. He smiles charmingly and you feel
your face turn hot, too hot. You inquire
how long he’s been there and he gives a vague answer in response.
But before you have time
to process his answer, he asks, “Whatcha up to? You were making a lot of noise just now..”
Your eyes widen, but you
try to reply nonchalantly with a “Just readin’ this story I found a while ago.
It’s really cute.”
He nods his head. Curiously, he ponders, “What is it about?”
“Uh, just this guy and
girl. They’re best friends and like, everyone wants them to get together but they’re
not because—first off, they want to mess around with their friends and second,
they don’t wanna label what they have. But then, at the end, he does really
CUTE thing…he spills his guts to her and–”
He laughs at your
enthusiasm, “Can I read it?”
You stare at him, unsure
of whether he was serious or not. The innocent smile on his face convinces you
that, maybe, just maybe he really was
interested. So you say, shyly, “Do you wanna read it together?”
Summary: Dan’s phobia of moths is usually not that constricting of his day to day life, but when aparticularly huge one stops him from being able to take a shower, he resorts to desperate measures and goes across the hall to his neighbour Phil’s flat ..
Word count: 1741
Warnings: swearing, like twice I think
A/N: I’m just so glad to have finally finished this. Based of an anonymous prompt on phanfic: this is totally awkward considering before this the only interactions we’ve ever had have been casual nods to each other in the hallway but there’s a huge fucking spider in my bath tub and you seem like the friendly neighbor type please help me (I changed spider to moth but whatever)