first try with the new pencils

rochu-c  asked:

Hi💕💕💕💕 I just started with my Bullet journal,any ideas of what spreads i can do? Other than the normal monthly and weekly logs

Ok I’m really sorry this was supposed to just be a simple list of some pages for a bullet journal and it turned into this

Bujo basics (see more bujo masterposts at the bottom):

Here’s some basic bujo advice that I can’t back up because I’ve never had one:

  1. use pencil first if you’re trying our a new format (and just in general because you never know when you’ll make mistakes).
  2. stick to a limited color palette (preferably lighter colors) if your worried about how it will look.
  3. be realistic about how much you can do; if you’re not a good artist, don’t make the focus point of your spread a huge elaborate drawing.
  4. don’t beat yourself up over mistakes you make. only you have to see your bujo so it’s really not the end of the world if you mess up a bit.


Just a tip: there are 4 main kinds of notebooks - lined, dotted, gridded, and blank. I only linked dotted notebooks above, but those brands also made other notebooks so they shouldn’t be too hard to find.

  1. lined notebooks are good for when your bujo is writing-heavy (so if it’s also functioning as a journal).
  2. dotted notebooks are probably what you see most often because they’re so versatile. they’re great for both writing and more doodle heavy bujos (but if you have trouble writing in a straight line they probably aren’t for you).
  3. gridded notebooks are great if your a perfectionist because they make it super easy to draw straight lines.
  4. blank notebooks are what you want to use if your bujo will be very art focused.


these are just some pens that are popular in the studyblr community, but you can literally use any pen (or pencil) that you want. any pens that you already have in you house are fine, so please don’t go out and buy any of these just for your bujo!

EXTRA: you can check my supplies tag and there should be some swatches like this

More supplies:

here are some stationary websites & brands!


if you don’t want to go through all those  links, here are the most popular places to get stationary!


you’ll generally have four types of spreads: daily, weekly, monthly, and yearly. people have a combination of the for (daily and monthly; weekly and monthly; weekly, monthly, and yearly).

  • EXTRA: some resolutions that you can track in your daily log

Page ideas (what the ask was really about):

the above is where bullet journals get even more customizable. you can add whatever pages you want to your bujo, usually in front or behind your weekly spreads.

An extra section:

some specifics about what you can add to your bujo if you want it to look great



Some more bullet journaling masterposts:

People with AMAZING bujos:

*people with really cool layouts great for inspiration

Study buddy (Smut)

I often imagine Sehun being the Flirt Master who can get any girl… 

Originally posted by fy-sexo-exo

Pairing: Sehun x Reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 5543 words

Warning: Rough sex, Public sex, Dirty-Dirty talk, Voyeurism

AU: College!AU

Study buddy

Four standard assumptions of perfectly competitive models – One. Economies of scale are… small relative… to the size of the… market. Two. Output… is homogenous. Three. Information… is… soft- and… fluffy. Four. I want to marry you… sweet, cuddly turtle-bunny-cushion. Something hits the elbow you’re leaning your head upon and you shoot up, slightly panicking. Shit. You had fallen asleep. It was only for a minute; you defend yourself in your mind. Nobody saw you, right?

You lift your hands to rub your eyes but stop yourself in the nick of time. You have almost forgotten that you are wearing black eyeliner and mascara. Thank God you remembered just in time – It would have been a catastrophe if you didn’t.

You look around, pinching your eyes a few times instead and examining the endless array of tables that is populated with college students and their college books, notebooks, markers and pencils. During the exam periods, it’s difficult to find a spot left empty. Outside the College library, there’s typically a line of students waiting to claim a seat, even at this unholy hour of nine pm.

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isackthesasquatch  asked:

I love your gouache paintings! They look so solid, and almost graphic like. Do you think you could do a tutorial on using gouache? It's a medium I really want to start using. Thanks!

First of all, thank you for the compliments!
I think my paintings look graphic because I mostly use flat colors and a limited palette I can play with.

I took advantage of the Summer break to do a small step-by-step of the gouache painting I did today for the last Character Design Challenge.
I have to warn you, I don’t really have a special technique and don’t use tools like drawing gum or tape to delimit the shapes of the drawing : for me, it’s mostly the amount of time I spend on the paintings that makes them look clean and “solid” like you said aha.

This is my setting :

That’s what the inside of my paint box looks like.
I made the colors myself, with some cheap Pebeo paint, mostly with the 3 primary colors (that’s why I have some fancy colors on the side, that are harder to make yourself, like Raw Umber, Raw Sienna, Ocher, Gold…)

I then do a light sketch, that I tape to my desk.
Sometimes, I do a rough pass on Photoshop first, to find the colors and composition I want.

I can finally start mixing my colors on the tear-off palette.
I use a water spray bottle to humidify the dry paint inside the paint box.

Tips on how I manage to be “precise” : I use the edges of the brush to keep a straight line (and A LOT of layers of paint until I get the result I want aha!)

For this painting, I started with the blue color because it was covering the bigger area but the wise thing to usually do is to start with the lighter color aha! But that’s the great thing with gouache : you can always cover a dark color with a lighter one if you’re willing to wait for the painting to dry and do a few layers on top of it.

At this step, I finished covering all the blank spaces with the colors I wanted : it’s mostly colouring at this point aha!

You can now spend some time getting a “clean look” : try to get the colors as evenly as possible by painting one or two new layers on top of the first pass, while at the same time getting the shapes and lines right and solid.

Finally, it’s time for the details! I use a small brush for this step and spend a lot of time correcting my mistakes (stains, strokes…) then adding the last details like patterns, face, hair. You can also use a Posca or even a colored pencil if the brush is not small enough.

When the painting is finished, be carefull while removing the tape so it doesn’t get ripped off!
I usually scan it (but this time I had to photograh it) and then use Photoshop for the Levels and Color Balance to respect the orignal colors as much as possible.

This is the final result.
I hope this was useful enough, that’s my way of doing gouache, but it’s mostly about practice. Find your own way! :)

anonymous asked:

from the "drabble prompt list thingy" could you do Apodyopis with eggsy? thanks karley!!! :)

 eggsy unwin + apodyopis – the act of mentally undressing someone.

a/n; pre-kingsman fuckboi eggsy? pre-kingsman fuckboi eggsy

tags; @alexsunmners @rax-writes @mvximoff @paperclipmac @dicckgrayson

Originally posted by official-hartwin

The first day’s always the worst, you try and tell yourself as you walk into the Black Prince, pulling your pencil skirt down. It’ll get better, just gotta give it a few days.

Walking inside the pub, you’re almost immediately met with the overwhelming scent of liquor. Being it’s a Monday night, there are not many people in the pub, which is a plus for you. Your first day at your new job kinda made you want to curl up in a ball for a couple days.

You can feel the gaze of a couple of the men in the booths and elect to ignore them because all you really want right now is a cold beer and some time to clear your head. Besides, they’re all on the older side and you don’t roll that way. (Unless it’s a celebrity; then that’s a different story!)

You slide onto a bar stool and the bartender greets you warmly, informing you it’s not every day a woman frequents his pub, in which you laugh and tell him that it’s the only one near your new flat. He in return slides you a glass full of beer, in which he insists is on the house. (For first-timers, he said.)

Eggsy, on the other hand, has had a shitty day as well, but of course, for a completely different reason, which of course involves his god-awful stepfather. So he called his mates out for a drink, and that’s how he found himself there tonight.

Of course, he had noticed you right away when he walked in because when has a chick as hot as you been inside this dirty, old pub? And it became even more apparent when his mate kicked him on the shin from under the table.

“The fuck was that for?” Eggsy says in pain, as his friend laughs. “You’re a fuckin’ prick!”

“'cause I’m pretty sure you haven’t been listening to to me this entire time,” Ryan laughs, taking a sip of his drink. “You’ve been checkin’ out that fine chick over at the bar.” 

Eggsy rolls his eyes, lips tugging into a smirk as he brings his glass to his lips and says,

“More like imaginin’ what her clothes would look like on my floor.”

“Oh, what, you plannin’ on banging her right next to your mom n’ Dean?” Jamal teases, causing Eggsy to chuckle.

“Tell you what,” Ryan says mischievously. “Twenty quid says you can’t even get her number.” He pulls out the cash as he says that, placing in the middle of the table.

Eggsy laughs and stands and pockets the money, and says,

“Watch and learn, boys.”

They chuckle as Eggsy shoves his hands in his pockets and makes his way over to you, sliding into the vacant stool next to you. You spare him a look out of the corner of your eye and look forward as he starts ordering a drink for himself.

Eggsy turns to look at you for a second, before smiling and saying to the bartender,

“And fill the lady’s drink while you’re at it, mate!” 

At that, you turn to look at him directly now, as he uses the money from his friend to pay for your refill. You smile as he looks at you finally, and all you can think of is how goddamn attractive he is.

“I’m a big girl, you know,” You say with a laugh, pushing your half empty glass towards the bartender. “I can pay for a refill.”

“But I don’t see you denying it love,” Eggsy laughs, causing you to turn a little pink. “My name is Eggsy, and you are?”

You chuckle as you give him your name, and he offers his hand for you to shake. As the bartender gives you both your drinks, he says,

“So what brings a girl like you here on a Monday night?”

“First day at my new job. I think it’s safe to say I already hate it.” You answer, rubbing mindlessly at the lipstick on the rim of your glass. “And what brings a guy like you here on a Monday night?”

“Sounds like shit already, if you don’t mind me sayin’,” He laughs. “As for me? You know, just the standard, daddy issues n’ shit like that.”

You both can’t help but chuckle at that. During the next half and hour that you guys chat, you don’t deny the various refills he pays for and you certainly don’t mind the way he not-so-subtly gets touchy-feely with you. You’re well aware of his friends that he came in with, and you’re almost certain they’re getting fed-up with Eggsy not returning to their table.

“Well Eggsy, I’d love to stay and chat, but I’ve got work in the morning,” You announce, pulling the strap of your purse over your shoulder. “And I’m sure your mates are desperately missing you.” You add, acknowledging his friends.

“Those blokes? Nah, they aren’t,” Eggsy replies, standing with you. He then moves closer to you, not to where he’s invading your personal space, but enough to make your breath catch in your throat slightly. Eggsy removes his hand from his pocket and then traces his hand over the bare skin of your arm. “But you? Oh, I’ll be missin’ you, love.”

You swallow hard at the feel of his fingertips grazing your arm, and how he’s looking at you like he could just eat you up. It’s safe to say that you’ve both indicated the mutual attraction towards each other subtly and that neither one of you is opposed to making the night last a little longer. So that’s why you give him an almost sultry smile and say,

“How about you come ‘round to my place?”

At that, Eggsy smirks and loops his arm with yours, and says, 

“You just read my mind, love.”

Orange Zest

College!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Wanda and Reader cast a love spell.

Word Count:1,357

Warnings: Witchcraft, Fluff

A/N: This one shot is for my hoe’s - @marvelous-fvcks - birthday, I hope you had an amazing day and an even better evening! Love you lots 

Originally posted by spdrparker

The air smelled like burnt lavender and a heavy cloud of smoke began to fill the tiny dorm room. You sat cross-legged on the carpeted floor and flapped your hand in front of your face as the sting of smoke sent you into a coughing fit. 

Wanda’s hair had become a tussled mess. She rubbed her eyes, smearing mascara around them.

“Okay, my bad.” She raised her hands defensively. “I didn’t know these two ingredients could cause an explosion.”

“I thought you said you were a witch.”

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Tomco Week: Day 1 & 2: Dancing and AU

Does it count if I put both days here due to not putting yesterday’s theme?

I told you, someone was going to join ♡Tomco week♡

Originally, I was going to do this speed drawing for this, but I had little time so no video T-T

Ok the story behind this drawing…I was working on day one theme, which was dancing….but then I decided to draw them as puppets(why…because I can! and nobody has done it yet. I called ‘dibs’ remember? X’D )and what would make people think of a puppet AU we needed one? X’D starco has one, why can’t this ship too??

this is my first time trying out my new color pencils, so I know I’m not a pro of this. (I have a set of 150 different colors, so it will take a while to get used to all the different varieties of colors to choose to) Felt like giving Tom a ponytail, because it looks nice and felt like it X’D (also somebody else already did it and it was pretty cool)

may end up redrawing this in the future

I may do some of the days, I can’t promise I will due all of them though I have a busy week

Art by me

prince Tom and Princess Marco belong to Disney

God bless you :3

(Don’t kill me other shippers, you know who I’m talking to XD )

star-the-assassin-yordle  asked:

Your art is sooo good, I love your style and the way you color, and your lines are so clean and smooth. Do you have some tips or suggestions for who's starting with digital.

Thank you so much! I’m really happy that you like my art. :D I’m going to write this post for complete newbies, but I actually have some specific advice for you near the end. I hope you’ll bear with me!

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Let’s Get to Work

When you start working at Mnet Corporations, you make a lot of new friends. However, Hwang Minhyun, Mr. Cold Guy™, doesn’t seem all that interested in melting his ice for some new employee. 

  • kind of lengthy but whatever
  • office au
  • for anon:  “Minhyun is your new cold (but sweet) work colleague”

The boss of Mnet Corporation, Kwon Boa, gave you a reassuring smile as you did your best to straighten your clothing in the reflection of the elevator that sent you to your office. You were dressed in the most professional clothing you owned—an off-the-shoulder striped blue shirt, a pencil skirt and chunky heels. Boa had assured you that your attire was okay, given your slightly unconventional role. In your arms was your box of things you would be putting on your desk. So far, you had a brand new pack of pencils and a little bobblehead cat.

You were Mnet Corporation’s very first Social Media Manager, hired as an entirely new branch of the company’s corporate team.

“Are you nervous?” Boa asked, giving you a gentle smile. While she was the boss, she had also seemed very kind and polite towards you when you interviewed for the job a few months ago.

“Y-yes,” you stammered, trying to clear your throat in embarrassment, “I’ve never worked in this type of position before.”

“Well, just roll your shoulders back and keep your chin up,” she said, giving you a smile, “I’m confident that you’ll do well.” The elevator dinged, signaling that it was time to get off. Boa led you down the hall and opened the door to the office rooms.

“Good afternoon, president!” Everyone chorused, bowing to Boa. Boa smiled generously and bowed back, and you hurried to do the same.

“Everyone, this is (Y/L/N) (Y/N), she will be our first Social Media Manager,” Boa gestured towards you, and you took that as an invitation to introduce yourself.

After bowing again, you did your best to introduce yourself without stammering or mumbling. “Hello, my name is (Y/L/N) (Y/N)… uh… I’m fairly skilled with computers and such so if anyone runs into any such troubles, I may be able to help. I’m originally from Gwangju, but I moved to Seoul for university. I graduated from university a couple months ago, and now I’m here. I hope we all get along.”

“Wah, straight out of university?” you heard someone comment.

“An ace, just like our Minhyunnie~”

“Now, if everyone would go around and introduce yourselves?”

The name and faces all went by so quickly, it was hard for you to keep track. There was Park Jihoon, Kang Daniel and Kim Samuel of accounting, Jeon Somi, Kim Chungha, Ong Seungwoo and Bae Jinyoung in sales, and a couple other people whose names you missed.

“Greetings,” the last person bowed low, “Hwang Minhyun, marketing. I hope we get along well.” You smiled at Hwang Minhyun, instantly impressed by his good looks and charm. As Boa continued to talk, giving everyone a quick update about the company’s progress, Minhyun nodded, smiling this little half-grin that you couldn’t look away from.

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Thiam Week: Soulmate

Liam hated the idea of having a soulmate. It was all a bunch of bullshit. He glanced down at the now darkening tattoo on the inside of his wrist that had appeared on his thirteenth birthday. The three telltale claw marks that looked like ripped skin. He had been so confused when he first noticed them, he couldn’t understand how he had gotten cut but wasn’t bleeding. When his mom noticed, she cried tears of joy. Her little boy was growing up and the universe had finally picked someone just for him! She explained that the tattoo would only ever be three colors: gray, black, or red. Gray when the universe picked your soulmate but you hadn’t met them yet. It changed to black when you met or came into contact with them. And the tattoo would burn and turn red when your soulmate died. She had gotten him all excited for what it would mean for the rest of his life. Unconditional love and support and someone to be with all the time. As a kid, it sounded pretty great.

And then it all changed.  His fourteenth birthday marked the start of a new era for him, he started high school and it was like something in him snapped. He was angry. Angry when he woke up, angry if his pencil broke, just… angry. His stepdad suggested that he try a sport, that maybe it would give him an outlet for his anger. In reality Liam thinks it made it worse. Lacrosse came with so much pressure to perform and be perfect. Liam will never forget the day he had his first outburst. He beat the shit out of someone on his team because they kept messing up the drill. He had a few more outbursts and ended up having to change schools.

Then it all changed again. He had tried to control his anger, even agreed to take medication. Everything was going better… until he got mixed up in some trouble and Scott McCall had bit him. Being a werewolf had its pros and cons. Being a werewolf with an IED was an all-out task. He was constantly fighting a battle with his inner animal. The wolf loved his strength and aggression and Liam could barely control it. What kind of soulmate was going to love him? He was a beast and not a nice one. He could hurt them, and now he would have to take care of someone else. How could he take care of someone else if he could barely take care of himself? He looked down at his wrist again and scowled at it as it was almost fully black now. He had met his soulmate. He closed his eyes and let the finality of it all sink in.

All of his friends had found their soulmates. Mason had found Corey and they sported matching chameleons. Nolan and Gabe had guns, something all his friends laughed about regularly. Hayden’s tree had shown up randomly one day and left Beacon Hills the next day with her soulmate as soon as it turned black. Stiles and Lydia each had half of the infinity symbol that would make up the whole thing if their wrists were placed next to each other. And Scott, well Scott had two. It was extremely rare and Deaton had only ever heard of one other who had it. Turns out true alphas get a second chance if their first anchor dies. Scott had an arrow that had turned red on his left wrist and a black coyote howling at moon on his right, matching the one that appeared on Malia’s wrist a few days ago. 

Liam had no idea who it was. There had been so many new people in town due to the hunter’s gearing up for war. Yet another thing adding to his inner wolf’s battle to be let free. He shook his head taking deep breaths trying to get a grip on himself. The more he thought of his soulmate the more anxiety he would have and he couldn’t lose it right now. He promised Scott he would stay in control.

“Whenever you’re done pitying yourself or whatever it is that you’re doing I could use some help.” Theo stated dryly, breaking through his thoughts. He turned his head to glare at the obnoxious chimera as he dragged another sleeping bag over. They were staging a living situation at the zoo as a distraction for Scott, Lydia, and Malia to break in to the hunter’s warehouse.

“If you could just not talk that would be great.” He shot back. But he moved to help Theo with the last few sleeping bags and pillows.

“That would have been possible if the stench of your anger and anxiety hadn’t suffocated me.” Theo replied with a twinkle in his eye telling Liam he was mocking him.

“Are you trying to get me angry?” Liam practically growled as he threw the last sleeping bag down and stood to face Theo.

 “Someone should, we’re about to fight a war. If all of you think you’re going to win by staying calm you’re mistaken.” Leave it to Theo to get him all riled up.

He didn’t know why, but Theo had challenged him the most recently. Every time he was with the chimera, his control was dangerously close to slipping. Until he’d catch Theo’s scent or he would give him a smirk and then suddenly his anger would disappear. It freaked Liam out honestly. The first time it happened Liam had to leave his friends and clear his head, not even his meds could take away the anger like that. He had almost thought that Theo was his anchor, his soulmate, but that thought died quickly when he noticed that Theo didn’t have a tattoo of any color on either wrist. Theo coughed, “You’re doing it again.”

“You’re lucky that sword is gone or I swear- “ Liam was cut off as Theo got in his face.

“What, you’d send me back? Poor you, poor Liam.  You’re stuck with me now.” Theo put his hand down hard on Liam’s shoulder and squeezed. “Now be quiet, or they’ll hear you.” Liam growled in return his eyes flashing yellow a few times. He grabbed Theo’s hand and threw it away from him as he marched away to get some fresh air.

“You promised Scott, you promised Scott” he repeated quietly but the farther away he walked the angrier he got. “The sun, the moon, the truth.” He rushed out hoping it would work like it did when he was actually with Scott. “The sun, the moon, the truth!” He shouted feeling the change coming, claws slowly sliding out. He heard and smelled Theo approach from behind but even Theo’s scent couldn’t bring him back this time… he was too far gone.

“Liam… don’t.” Theo said with warning. Liam’s yellow eyes snapped up to look at him. He started to move, circling Theo.

“This is what you wanted Theo,” he continued circling letting his fangs drop down and the rest of his claws slide out, “you wanted me angry. You wanted me like this.” He smiled darkly as he scented Theo’s adrenaline.

“Liam don’t make me hurt you.” Theo said confidently. “I’d prefer not to, but I will.” Liam charged him or maybe his wolf charged him. Liam couldn’t decide who was who anymore, his animal was out.

He woke up in his bed with a killer headache and groaned. The bed dipped and Theo’s scent wafted up through his nose. Groaning again he opened his eyes to find Theo staring at him.

“What happened.” He asked groggily but thanks to his quick healing and Theo’s scent the headache was already beginning to fade 

“You wolfed out and tried to attack me so I had to put you down.” Theo smirked at his choice of words before grabbing Liam’s face and turning it side to side. “Looks like you’ve healed, the bleeding stopped.”

“How many times?” Liam said through gritted teeth as he tried to jerk his head out of Theo’s grasp. The way Theo smiled at him told him he didn’t want to know. He went to get up but Theo pushed him back down to the bed and moved towards the bathroom. 

“Five,” he heard Theo chuckle but his scent of worry was confusing him. He walked back with a wet washcloth and threw it Liam. “You might want to wipe the blood from your face and chest, your mom is on her way up.” Liam heard her footsteps coming up the stairs and looked down to see that he A. didn’t have a shirt on and B. was in fact covered with dried blood. Quickly wiping himself off he glanced over at Theo and noticed he was wearing one of his sweatshirts.

“Why don’t I have a shirt on and why are you wearing one of my hoodies?” Liam said in a rushed whisper as his mom approached his door. Theo just shook his head and put a finger to his lips in the universal sign of be quiet and then put his hands together and laid his head on them telling Liam to pretend to sleep. He had just flopped on his side when his door opened, and his mom came in.

She walked over to him and pushed his hair back from his face in a sweet soothing motion. Liam tried to keep his breathing as even as possible so she would leave without seeing Theo. His mom went to go tuck his blanket over him some more when she suddenly screamed. Shit she saw Theo, he bolted upright ready to come up with some bullshit excuse for why there was someone in his room when she grabbed his wrist and turned his side lamp on.

“You found them! You found your soulmate!” She exclaimed excitingly her heart beating a mile a minute but it was the second fastest next to Theo’s. Weird. “Honey I’m so happy for you. Tell me all about them!”

Liam went to open his mouth when he saw bright yellow eyes suddenly appear in the corner of his room. He shook his head in that direction telling Theo to stay put. His mom thought it was for her and shoved his wrist in his face.

“Liam Dunbar don’t you dare lie to me the proof is the BLACK ink on your arm.” He sighed closing his eyes quickly.

“I don’t know who it is mom. It just happened today.” He looked up into her eyes and saw pure excitement. “Why are you up so late?” He questioned, his mom was always in bed by 10pm. Unless he had been out for longer than Theo let on.

She looked at him strangely for a second and responded “Honey, it’s 6am. I’m leaving for work but I wanted to say bye because your stepfather and I are leaving for that medical conference this weekend.” Liam nodded vaguely remembering her telling him about this earlier in the week. “I left money on the counter for food. We’ll be back late Sunday night.” With that she kissed his fore head and got up to leave. Before she closed his door she poked her head back in and said, “I can’t wait to hear all about your soulmate when we get back! I’m sure you’ll have met him or her by then!”

Liam out a sigh of relief when he heard her go down the stairs and out the front door to her car. Theo stepped out of the corner looking like he just ate something sour and was scratching at his wrist. “What’s your problem?” He spat out. “You almost gave yourself away AND gave me being a werewolf away.” 

“Nothing. I gotta go.” Theo said with almost zero emotion still picking at something on his wrist.

“You never answered why you were wearing my sweatshirt.” Liam caught him right as Theo reached for the door knob. Theo froze. Taking two deep breaths before he spun around quickly taking the sweatshirt off.

“You ruined my last shirt when you let the wolf control you. Fuck! Here take it,” Liam was suddenly hit in the face with the sweatshirt as it flew across the room. Before he could even say anything Theo was out the door and down the stairs. What in the hell got in to him?

That same night Scott called a pack meeting. They were all sitting around discussing strategies because they knew the war would be happening within the next 48 hours thanks to the tip from Nolan and Gabe, the pack’s double agents. The tension was so thick you could feel it everywhere in town and it had finally reached a tipping point. Everyone had a solemn expression on their face even Peter and Derek who had showed up at the last minute. The only person who didn’t say anything the whole meeting was Theo. He leaned against the wall in the back staring blankly at another wall. Something was wrong.

Eventually Scott had decided everyone should get some sleep and Liam watched as he leaned over to whisper to Malia and gave her a quick peck. As everyone stood Liam went to go ask Theo what his deal was but Scott had beat him to the sulking chimera. “Can I talk to you for a second?” Scott asked earning just a simple nod from Theo as he followed him out of the house. Corey and Mason came over and started talking to him about his now black tattoo trying to lighten the mood a little.

“So who do you think it is?” Mason asked excitedly as Corey grabbed his hand and pulled it up for a kiss.

Liam shrugged. “I honestly have no clue. I haven’t spent time with or even really run into anyone new.” Corey and Mason shared a glance and then both looked back to him.

“Do you think…” Mason said just as Corey started with “Have you thought…” they both paused and laughed making Liam give a small smile at how connected they were. “What we are trying to say is do you think it could be Theo?” Corey finally spit out. A weird feeling hit Liam and he didn’t know what it was.

“No, he doesn’t have a tattoo anywhere.” He murmured with a shake of his head. Corey let out a snort as Mason got a devious look in his eyes.

 “Anywhere? Just how much exactly of Theo’s body have you seen?” Mason questioned. Liam blushed and stuttered.

“Seriously? Not much. We don’t even spend that much time together.” He added with a hint of something like sadness in his voice. What the fuck was happening to him. Ever since he woke up from Theo knocking him out he had been doing and saying weird things. Like for example… the sweatshirt that Theo had been wearing earlier… was now currently on him because he felt he couldn’t leave the house without his scent after Theo had stormed out upset about something.

Mason raised an eyebrow at him and Liam made a hand gesture for him to say whatever it was that he was holding back. “Dude… you and Theo have been together every day since the Ghost Riders.” Liam thought back on it. Okay maybe Mason had a point but that’s was because he felt the need to make sure that Theo didn’t fuck his pack over again. He was just checking on him… right?

He was about to say something when Scott walked back in the house without Theo drawing his attention. “I have to go.” He said quickly to his best friends. He asked Scott where Theo was playing it off like he wanted a ride home and when Scott told him Theo went to scout the woods he freaked. He tried to follow Theo’s scent but lost it deep in the think forrest. His phone vibrated so he pulled it out to look at the text, surprised when he read Theo’s name.

Go home. His head snapped up and he looked everywhere around him trying to sniff the air to catch a scent. His fingers moving fast against the keyboard Where are you?!

His phone vibrated almost instantly. LIAM GO THE FUCK HOME. THERE’S HUNTERS OUT HERE. He read the texts and looked up from his phone again trying to listen for a heartbeat and found a faint one but it wasn’t Theo’s. GO NOW. Popped up on his phone and he started moving in the direction he came from but not quick enough. He heard a gunshot and was on his knees before he knew it, the pain hitting him like a truck making him roar. He heard a deeper roar come from behind him and then the world went black.

Ow fuck fuck fuck ow it’s burning oh my god. Liam’s eyes fluttered open as he was placed on a cold metal table in the animal clinic. He watched as a frantic Theo ran back and forth from the cabinets looking for anything to help stop the bleeding. He groaned and Theo shot back to him.

“You’re so fucking stupid. God damn it Liam.” He snarled as he pushed a towel down on the 3 gaping holes in his chest. Liam started gasping for air as pain sliced through him and he cried out with half a human yell half roar. Deaton came around the corner with a bunch of tools that had his wolf biting back a snarl.

“The bullets are burrowing.” Deaton said calmly. “We need to get them out of him now.” Deaton said glancing at Theo. “I can’t because they’re moving. I need you to dig them out.” Theo’s face dropped.

“Wh..what?” Liam managed to gasp out. “He..he c-can’t. Digthemout.” Still squirming and stuttering from the pain.

“Theo, now. Any further and the wolfs bane will hit his organs.” Liam watched as Theo’s claws popped out. Theo shakily dug one nail in the bullet hole and dragged his nail down cutting Liam’s chest open making him scream out in pain. As in Theo screamed out in pain. He pulled his hand back and ripped his shirt open exposing his wrist showing a black ink claw mark ripping its way through his skin. “Theo you have to keep going!” Deaton yelled.

Theo went to the second hole digging his nail in again and started to rip down to the bullet finding it and pulling it out. Both he and Liam gasped and sputtered at the pain. One more claw mark started to etch its way up Theo’s wrist. Liam passed out, the pain finally becoming too much for him. Theo gritted his teeth through the burning sensation currently splitting his arm open and dug into Liam’s last bullet wound.

Deaton worked fast patching up the holes and wiping the blood mixed with wolfs bane from Liam’s skin. Theo sank to the floor and stared at his wrist in disbelief. The dread doctors told him he wouldn’t be able to find a soulmate because he traded his soul to them. He was product of the doctors and therefore no longer privy to the benefits of the universe.

He sat there staring blankly even as Scott and the rest of the pack rushed in to check on Liam. He sat there when Corey and Mason came to talk to him. He sat there while Scott thanked him for saving Liam. He sat there when Lydia squatted down next to him pulled his, now tattooed, wrist away from his body and looked at it. She looked up at him and then glanced towards Liam and then smiled back at him sweetly, patted him on the shoulder and said “You’ll be good for him.”

Liam let the scents filter through him as he slowly started to wake up. Theo, worry, blood, Theo, pack, Theo. Theo, he let his scent take over and it encouraged him to open his eyes slowly. When he finally managed to get them open, everything came rushing back to him.

He was shot, Theo cutting him open, and the tattoo. HOLY SHIT the tattoo! He sat up so fast that he groaned wincing at the pain thundering in his chest. He found Theo sitting on the floor next to the metal table he was on with his head in his hands. Liam swung his legs over the edge and jumped down hissing at the pain. The sound must have caught Theo’s attention because he slowly picked his head up and then rushed to his feet to put Liam back on the table.

“Are you trying to cause yourself more pain?” Theo said harshly. “God why don’t you ever just do what you’re supposed to do,” and then more quietly “, what you’re told to do.” Liam grabbed his arm and tried to pull it towards him, but Theo fought it. Liam pulled harder and Theo finally let him have it exposing his wrist.

Liam gasped and traced the three claw marks that resembled his own making Theo shudder. He dropped Theo’s arm and choked out a “How” as he looked up and met Theo’s eyes. Theo shook his head, stepped back still staring into Liam’s eyes, and then began to explain what the dread doctors told him. He listened as Theo explain the pain he went through while cutting Liam open. And then they sat in silence. Liam was unsure how much time had passed before Deaton came in but he jumped as he wasn’t ready for it. 

“You know that the soulmate mark has to mean something to each person. For Liam it was that he was going to be and be with a supernatural being. For Theo I’m guessing his didn’t show up until he was ready to care for someone more than himself.” Deaton said looking between the two. “Theo you couldn’t stand to hurt him, which is what sparked your soulmate mark to present itself. It symbolized the pain you caused Liam and it manifested making your soulmate mark appear in the same way.”

 Liam and Theo looked at each other and then back to Deaton. “Ooookay, well now that we’ve got that cleared up… I’m going to take Liam home.” Theo said standing up and helping Liam off the table. They went to walk out the front door and were greeted by the whole pack. Liam grabbed Theo’s hand and squeezed, both silently reassuring him and also telling him he wasn’t ready for all this because he was still in pain. Everyone stared at their intertwined hands and waited for Scott to speak. When he finally did both Liam and Theo sighed in relief, “We just wanted to check to make sure you were okay Liam. We also wanted to say congrats-“ Stiles grumbled something and Lydia smacked him upside the head, “congrats on finding your soulmate.” Scott finished.

Corey and Mason hugged him ignoring his silent inhale of pain. Theo pulled him back to his side and started walking towards his truck. When they got to Liam’s house he noticed how tired Theo looked. So he walked upstairs knowing that Theo would follow and sat down on his bed. Theo followed suit and sat down and then gave in and laid down finally showing his exhaustion.

He didn’t know how to feel. He didn’t want a soulmate. He didn’t want someone to take care of, someone to have to protect from himself. “Could you hurry up and get done with your over analyzing everything, I could really use some sleep.” Theo opened his eyes to smirk at Liam and then snuggled deeper in to the bed taking a deep breath in.

“Did you just smell my bed?” Liam asked in disbelief at lighthearted Theo. He had never seen this side to him before and he didn’t know how to react. Theo was his soulmate now though so maybe -

“You’re doing it again.” He sighed. “And yes, you smell good.” Liam laid down next to him and blurted out his thoughts.

“I didn’t want a soulmate.” He felt Theo freeze, sharply inhale, and then realized how it sounded. “No, no, no I didn’t mean it like I don’t want you. I do want you! Oh my god.” He covered his face with his hands. “I just meant that I didn’t want anyone to be stuck with a defective/broken mate.” He whispered out.

He felt the bed shake, and then it shook some more when Theo let out an uncontrollable laughter. “God making you squirm is so fun. I know you want me; I can smell it.” He said as he winked. “But you’re not broken. Ah ah and before you try to fight me on this just remember that you’re a future alpha. You got this.” Theo wiped his fingers across Liam’s lips.  Liam leaned up and brushed his lips tentatively against Theo’s. The spark that ran through them both was enough to have them pulling away from the kiss breathing heavily. Both opened their eyes to find their animals staring back.

“But don’t for one second let yourself think that you have power over me.” Theo stated while pulling Liam’s hair at the back of his neck. “I’m still older and stronger than you baby wolf.” And then he kissed him hard. Liam kissed him back just as hurried, like the world was ending and this was the last time they would be together. Because who knows, with the hunter’s around, it just might be. Except he would die trying to keep his soulmate from leaving him. He just got him and he wasn’t planning on losing him.

Theo nipped his lip, “Stop thinking Liam.” Theo’s scent flooded over him and made his wolf snarl. Theo rolled on top of him and smirked. “There he is, there’s the baby wolf I love.”


This is a submitted series by a writer who wished to stay anonymous, so I will be transferring their submissions to text posts yay! I just wanted to make it known that this work is not mine, and all credits go to the original author that decided to submit their series to my blog. Enjoy! :))

Pairing: Peter Parker/fem!Reader

Rated: T
Tags/Triggers(?): reader has an anxiety disorder
Summary: When Y/N moves to New York to attend a higher-level science and math school she only goes with the hope of getting a good education. But a certain cute nerdy with a camera makes her hope for a few other things as well.

Currently estimating this to be about twelve/thirteen chapters long and I’m gonna shoot for updates every Wednesday.

Super excited to be submitting this to the truly lovely Krys and I hope you all enjoy!

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non-conforming nico di angelo headcanons

•nico has always liked the way that makeup looks on people, but never really thought of wearing it himself
•until hazel got this really pretty gloss from piper that hazel very swiftly determined wasn’t her color and never used
•he picked it up and gave a big “why not?” shrug and applied it
•he forgot he was wearing it when he went to dinner and was just chatting happily with hazel until will sat down and choked on his sprite
•"i don’t know cpr will, please try harder not to die on me.“ "you’re wearing LIPGLOSS.” “well.. yes.” “WHY.” “why not?”
•nico gets a fair share of looks around camp once he starts wearing lipgloss regularly, and it seems like the entire aphrodite cabin is just turning in on itself because they DESPERATELY want to latch onto him
•he’s aware of this
•he keeps them in suspense for a few weeks before arriving on their doorstep and asking “who’s down for a trip to sephora?”
•to this day he’ll swear that the entire cabin raised their hands at once
•( none of them deny it )
•he ends up taking only two of them and they are the first to learn that nico di angelo has a Thing for red lipstick
•it’s not a subtle thing either, he literally just goes through brands selecting the reds that suit him best like it’s nothing
•the aphrodite campers soon get their wits about them and the non-binary kid suggests nico try eyeliner
•and it’s like a whole new world has opened up to nico
•he’s absolutely HORRID at gel eyeliner tho, bless his heart
•one of the sephora employees hooks him up with simple pens and pencils — all in black.
•he’s bold with his lipstick, but his eyes will stay as black as his hair
•while they’re on fifth avenue, they hit up some stores on hades’ dime and nico basically tears through zara like a tornado until he finds what he wants
•what he wants is a little black dress that will go with his aviator jacket and combat boots
•try as they may, the aphrodite kids cannot get nico to stop dressing like a punk rocker with a black amex card
•will actually gets behind it pretty quickly, and makes regular checks of what nico has so he can buy him surprises
•nico will actually constantly have his nails painted black
•sometimes he paints a little sun on his middle finger
•usually there’s a skull and crossbones painted on his thumb


Pairing: Bambam x Reader

Genre: Artist! AU smut, angst, fluff  

it really IS all three

Word Count: 2.3k+

Warnings: body worship, sensuality.

A/N: This is the first in the Artist AU series that I’ve been dying to do for so long. I started this in like, March and I’m just now getting it posted because I finally had inspo to finish. I really hope you guys like it! My masterlist is here, and requests are still open! Also you can vote for next week’s Daddy here. Voting ends tomorrow at 9pm MST!

You shut the door behind you as you entered the art studio. You sighed, trying to find a seat that was not too far from the pedestal positioned in the center of the room, but not too close to it. You don’t want to seem like a teacher’s pet, you thought to yourself. Finally, you found one that was a desk away from the center—perfect for the aloof vibe you were trying to give off. Having no friends after you’d moved to New York was fine with you. You were pursuing your art career, and this was your first day in class. It was supposed to include in-depth study of the human body, sculpting, painting, photography and graphic design.

You plopped your bag down on the desk, took all your pencils in your hand, and turned sharply—right into the broad chest of someone who was 5’10” and smelled fantastic. Your pencils went flying and you were knocked directly backward into your chair.

“Fuck, my bad,” he said, immediately bending to pick them up without having to be asked.

“I can get ‘em,” you said softly. He stood and turned to you with a soft expression, his eyes crinkling just a little.

“Nah, I got it. I was coming over to introduce myself. I’m Bambam, I’ll be your model today.” He handed you the pencils and extended his free hand toward you. You shook it, shocked that you’d be starting with live models.

“I-I’m uh, Y/N,” you stuttered, pumping his hand twice. “Look forward to working with you.”

“Likewise,” he beamed, and swept toward another student.

“Okay, class, settle down,” your teacher stepped into the middle of the room. “Welcome to In-Depth Art I. Today, we’re going to be working with a live model.” Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Bambam fidget with the button on his jacket sleeve. What is that about? You thought to yourself. There’s no reason to be nervous.

“For those of you who don’t know,” she said, pulling him by the sleeve into the center of the room. “This is Bambam. He’s a natural, and I’m sure you’ll all find him quite captivating. Does anyone have any questions before we start?”

When no one answered her, she grinned, turning to Bambam. “Okay, I’ll get out of your way and you can dive right into it, then.”

“Thanks, Helen,” he said, turning off the light and moving to the side of the room, where he removed his jacket. You expected him to just come sit down on the box in the center of the room, but he took off his shirt, too. His shoes and pants followed, and you were on the verge of hyperventilating as you looked around at your classmates, who seemed to be all too interested in their papers and pencils. None of them were paying him any mind except you, and you gripped the bottom of your chair as he inched down his boxer briefs, revealing himself to you.

You looked down and away as he walked to the center of the room, pulling up one knee and sitting directly in front of the warm light emanating from the front edge of the box. He caught your eye and grinned as your hand shook so much that you nearly dropped your pencil, your internal monologue beginning to get on your own nerves.

He’s looking—oh, god—you dropped your pencil, you fucking idiot! Okay, get a grip. Focus. It’s not like he’s staring at you. He’s not, is he? You looked back up just to check, and Bambam’s head was facing forward, not looking at you, or anyone, for that matter. He’s not staring. That’s a good thing. Pull yourself together. It’s not like you’ve never seen a naked guy before. He just happens to be really hot and really nice. Just draw, homie, you urged yourself.

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Title: Operation Match Making
Character: Jake Peralta
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“Hey, you wanted to see me.” Charles said as he closed the door to the interrogation room.

“Yes I did!” Jake said, ushering him into the room, making him sit down at the chair on the other side of the metal table. “You see the new sketch artist?”

“Yeah, she complimented my sweater,” He said with a proud grin, straightening out his tie. “She seems nice.”

“Perfect, you and I have a new case to work on then.”

“Really? What is it?”

“Operation: Get The New Girl To Fall Madly In Love With Me.” Jake said with a smile, placing his hands on his hips.

Charles scrunched up his face. “That’s a mouthful.”

“Yes it is. I’m still working on names,” Jake admitted with a clap of his hands. “But! You are the go-to guy when it comes to emotions seeing as I would rather literally deal with anything else.”

“You have a point,” Charles leaned back into his chair. “(Y/n) hasn’t even been here an entire day yet, don’t you want to get to know her first before you try romancing her?”

Jake’s eyebrows lifted ever so slightly. “Oh, so like, stake her out, get to know her backstory and, then charm the heck out of her.”

“I mean you could certainly try-” Charles was interrupted by the sound of the door opening and saw Jake already halfway out the door.

“You’re the best!”

Jake peered across the office space to see you sitting at your desk, flipping through a large sketch book and twirling a pencil in your hands.

“Peralta, please stop staring at the new girl.” Amy said, giving him a look over her monior.

“Can’t help it, her hair looks good pulled back.”

Amy’s brows furrowed. “I wear my hair back all the time and you and Gina always tease me about it.”

Jake turned to her and frowned. “Yeah well, when you do it it makes you look a single, suburban, business mother of three,” He focused back onto you. “Her’s looks cooler, in that mysterious artist kind of way.”

Amy glanced over at you and then back to him. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re literally insane.”

“No, he’s got a point,” Gina said, appearing behind Amy. “The loose and messy bun look is a signature for attractive artists.”

Amy whirled around with a quizzical expression. “And you know that because…?”

“I spend a lot of time at the Starbucks down the road, her type is all over that place,” She said with a shrug while giving you a piercing stare. “But it’s a good look.”

“Alright, I’m gonna leave now.” Amy said, only for Gina to slide into her chair once she was out of view.

“How’s the whole seducing thing going?”

Jake looked at her and raised a brow. “Since when do you care about my love life?”

“Since my phone died half an hour ago and I’ll take anything at this point.”

Jake nodded, an idea forming in his head. “Think you could get some information out of (Y/n) for me?”

“For free? No,” Gina said before seeing the dejected look on Jake’s face. “But I do know that a good way to start a conversation with her is to try making her a cup of coffee.”

A smile spead across Jake’s face as he stood up from his chair, moving slightly to kiss Gina on the forehead. “You’re an angel, and I owe you one.”

“Yes, yes you do.”

Jake held two freshly poured coffee cups in his hands and a couple packets of half cream and sugar in his jacket pockets, keeping his gaze on you as he started to walk towards your desk.

“Hey, (Y/n)!” Jake said with an enthusiastic smile as he strolled up to you. “Saw you working super hard and thought you might like some coffee.”

You looked up at the coffee and set down your pencils. “Oh thank you,” You took the warm cardboard cup and set it safely out of sight from your work. “Jake Peralta, right?”

Jake smiled when he met your gaze. “Look at that! You remembered my name, we’re practically soul mates,” He mused, fishing the cream and sugar from his pockets.

“Do you take cream?”

“Yes, please.” You said, holding the cup out for him while he poured it in.





Jake’s head shot straight up when you gave your answers. “No!“ He shouted before seeing the confused look you gave him.”…Is the answer you were actually going to say?” He covered with a nervous wheeze. “I mean you can’t have a boyfriend.”

“I can’t?” You asked, brows knitting together. “Do I not look I could get a boyfriend?”

“No!” Jake stuttered, setting down the coffee. “Wait, no, not what I meant. You’re totally gorgeous, it was just…unexpected.”

You look one look at his flushed cheeks and you couldn’t help but chuckle a little. “I suppose it doesn’t matter, because I was just messing with you. I’m not seeing anyone.”

Jake unintentionally let out a sigh of relief before the charm turned back on. “Good, I was worried I’d have to compete for your attention.”

You gave him a small smile, taking your coffee and sipping from it. “You’re a funny man, Peralta.”

He got a little sidetracked by the smile you gave him until he realized he was just excessively staring at you. Quick to recover he took hold of your sketchbook. “Look art stuff, that’s fun!”

Jake was about to say another pickup line but he caught sight of some of your drawings and his train of thought went out the window. “Oh wow,” He commented, continuing to flip through countless portraits. “These are beautiful.”

You snorted. “Funny thing to say about criminal sketches.”

Jake looked over at you and laughed. “No, I know. It’s just the last guy wasn’t even this good.”

“Well thank you,” You said, giving him another smile when he looked up at you. “Maybe I can draw you sometime.”

He was about to happily agree when Holt came out of his office. “Peralta! Quit fraternizing and get in here, you have a case.”

“Can I take a rain check on that?” Jake asked, smiling to himself when you nodded.

“Sounds good to me.” You said, taking back your sketch book from him.

“I’ll totally text you.”

“You don’t have my number.”

“Oh yeah,” Jake said, pretending to ponder before giving you a dramatic look. “Hey! Why don’t we fix that?”

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Just The Way You Are

Pairing: Poly!Hamilsquad x reader
Word Count: 1,621
T/W: Scars / Lots of crying
A/N: For @onelastfic‘s request: “Can you do a Poly Hamilsquad x Busty Reader where the reader gets a double mastectomy due to breast cancer and is having a hard time getting used to life after the surgery?”
This was so hard for me to write, since cancer is so prevalent in my family. So, I kinda tried to make it sweet. 

Three months…three long, hard, painful, depressing months, since your surgery. You just couldn’t get past the feeling of it. Of course, you were more than happy to be alive and cancer free, but you felt like you had lost part of your womanhood. Ever since high school and puberty, your “busty” chest was the one thing you liked about yourself. It gave you those “curves.” When you met “the boys” as you called them collectively, they all adored your curves…and now they were gone. 

You didn’t feel like the boys liked you as much, even though they insisted that you were so much more than your chest or even your beauty. They did everything possible to try and make you believe it, but you just couldn’t help but look at other girls and feel jealous and think that the boys probably liked it better too. But in reality they only wanted you, adoring you just the way you were, busty or not. They were just happy you were alive and still with them. 

Today, like most days, you were the last to get up. You sat up in bed, brought your knees, close to your now flat chest and cried or stared off at the wall for a while. You rested your chin on your knees, blanking out. Not even acknowledging Alex as he walked into the bedroom, coming around the bed to sit next to you. Sniffling a little you turned your head away from him. Feeling his hand rub up and down your back. 

“How are we doing today, Honey?” Alex’s voice came across gentle.

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valkyriewolf246  asked:

Senpai, you have such an amazing art style! It's super easy to draw! Do you have any tips on how you draw and proportion the bodies?

Hello~! And also; Thank You! As for proportions of the body I have a few tips for you. A lot of this I’ve learned from my college art courses as well as several books and tutorials online haha. I’ve done the process as well visually here!

1.) OPTIONAL: Make a stick figure drawing of the pose. It can be as small as your thumb (a thumb-nail sketch is the actual term haha) or as big as the page; whatever shows you the flow and direction of the form!  This is helpful if you’ve never done the pose before, or if you have a vague feeling of what you want but have a hard time drawing it out right away. You can make as many of these as you want; whatever it takes to get the right one! Art takes time, its important to know that as you work so you don’t feel rushed.

2.) Make a gesture drawing of what the pose is. This is a very fast drawing of where the body will be (If you’re drawing traditionally, make it very light!). The gesture drawing is basically a very loose rough draft; it’ll almost never be completely correct anatomy-wise, but it will give you a place to start adjustments. Staring at a blank piece of paper/canvas and trying to draw it all completely correctly on the first try will take a nightmare-ish amount of time, so you’re basically getting a vast amount of mistakes out of the way first and foremost.

3.) Adjust the rough draft, and don’t be concerned that you have to adjust the same thing over and over again as you fix other parts. Things make more sense as they come together and you begin to see other mistakes, so this part may take awhile. (traditionally you use a nice white eraser for this or use a blue pencil very lightly at first and gradually increasing pressure with each new adjustment, but digitally I just use the keybindings (which are set up in most art programs as) [cntrl+T] to adjust bits and pieces.)

3.2.)ZOOM IN AND OUT OF THE CANVAS. Taking a look from far away after working with it closely for so long will show you any other mistakes you’ve made proportion-wise.

3.3.) If something in the drawing you know isn’t anatomically correct but it looks and feels right, leave it. That’s artistic liberty talking; an influence of style. Its a rare case but it does happen. However you must be absolutely sure; this can’t be influenced by tiredness or feeling lazy. Leave the drawing and come back if you’re unsure and you’ll generally see why.

4.) Add details to the rough draft/adjusted gesture drawing. This means clothes, hair, face details, etc. Placement is important based on the pose, so make sure you’re still following the line of direction you had with the first two steps based on what’s happening in the picture. If you’re drawing someone that’s falling, make the clothes and hair in the correct direction, etc…

5.) Do the line art, preferably on a new layer for clean lines or just fixing everything up on the original layer for a more rough style (It depends on what you like!). Once you take away the rough draft you’ll see anything else thats wrong and can fix the rough draft beneath, erase the line art section where its off and re-do it (if you’re keeping the rough draft/erasing as you go, zoom in and out again when its clean.)

PROPORTIONS DONE YOU DID IT! Of course if you want maximum accuracy you should use a reference/model, but it tends to be hard to find the right pose out of thousands and not everyone can have a friend ready to model at all times, so this is some you can do without it. Remember that looking at yourself in a mirror is also very helpful for deciphering proportion!

SOME MISCELLANEOUS TIPS: When extended, the tips of your fingers generally reach mid-thigh. The face is an oval thats cut in half for the placement of the eyes, nose, and mouth, and your hands are generally about as big as half your face. Of course, these can be exaggerated at-will for your style, and not everyone is a generic person with the same features, so keep that in mind as you work! Some people have big feet or hands, most people have uneven features, and almost no one has perfectly balanced faces. That kind of perfection is reserved for unnatural beings and photoshopped models, so have fun doing what you like anyway.

—->Generally in cartoons faces are meant to be even because anything overly misapplied tends to be unnerving, so also keep that in mind haha.

Here’s a drawing exercise: Make a bunch of stick figures in various poses. Fill a whole page/canvas! Exaggerate the level of intensity! Note the direction of flow and the lines of action, maybe in red pen. (These can all just be thumbnail sketches.) A fun thing to do is open a video of people dancing and pausing the frames every so often and drawing their lines of action from there.

BTS reacting to a new foreign student in class (you)

A/N: Hello there, this is for the amazing @lovelife2708. The reactions requests were closed but I still did it bc I missed so much doing reactions lol. Thank you so much for your request and I hope you like it.


Oh boy, this sunshine would probably be all over you, trying to become your friend to the point he could actually get a little annoying sometimes. But you’d find it cute anyways. He would ask so many questions about your life back in your hometown, and he’d tell you lots of facts about Korea to make it easier for you to get used to it. And he’d do anything to make you laugh.

JHope: Hey, Y/N, wanna see something great?
You: Yeah…(???)

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This boy would be really excited about having a new class mate, but he would be so shy when you are around. As he knows you are from other country he would be afraid to say something wrong by accident. He would blush a lot anytime you talk to him and at first he’d get so nervous he would probably freeze right there. 

You: Excuse me, my pencil fell next to your desk, can you pick it up for me, please? 
You:Are you okay?

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He would be the cutest ever around you and he would try to make you feel comfortable as he knows it can be hard for you to be in a whole different place. He would sit next to you at lunch time, even though he would be lowkey shy about it,  and offer you some of his food.

Jin: Hey! May I sit here?
You: Sure, why not?
Jin: I know you are not from here so… I was wondering if you would like to try some Korean food…? I can teach you how to use the chopsticks

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(imagine spending lunch time with Jin kajsqwiodhwufhwjfwskfafjiwgfwi I’m crying)


Like Hobi, he’d try to be friends with you so you wouldn’t feel lonely. He would know that it would be really good for you having someone you can count on. And he would try saying some words or basic phrases in your language to make you feel a little bit like home, even if he missed he would always have that warm smile on his face that’s enough to make you happy.

Taehyung: Y/N, come on, let’s shit down here!
You: *giggles*
Taehyung: What’s wrong?
You: Tae.. It’s “sit down” not “shit down”

(isn’t he the cuetest thing on earth?)

Rap Monster

He would be really interested in talking to you, because he finds new people fascinating, especially if they come from overseas. He would like you already, without even talking to you, because he would be imagining how much you could learn from each other. He’d sit next to you waiting for the right time to find the tiniest excuse to actually talk to you. Looking all chill and cool.

Namjoon: So… do you like bread?

Originally posted by simondismydaddy

(don’t we all…)


He would always be lowkey around you to be sure you are okay. He wouldn’t talk much at first because this baby can be a little shy sometimes, but he would be there whenever you need him always willing to help with anything you need.

Originally posted by beatriceindre

(And I’m already in tears bc of the feels)


He would be really chill about you, and even though he’d find really interesting the fact you are from other country he wouldn’t show it that much. He wouldn’t look for you often or be around to talk to you, but he would listen carefully to whaterver you say, asking a couple of questions if he wanted to know more, but keeping his interest really lowkey.

Originally posted by bwiseoks

That was it, I hope you all liked it :)
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Thanks to @withnosuchgrace for helping me out here, you are the bestest lol.

Raúl Esparza drawing Nr. 154: Raúl & Jonathan Groff! 😉

Okay guys. I know this was one of the most anticipated drawings I’ve ever made, so the pressure was high.
First of all I had to deal with many things, like the not so good quality of the pic or the angle Raúl was shot. His hair was also a mess that day (which is why we love him, isn’t it? 😉), so his face is not framed the usual way. His hair looks so flat. But if you look at the photo, I think I captured it. When I made the sketch, I actually thought about altering his hairstyle. But then it would A not be Raúl, and B not show the truth.
It was my first time drawing Groff, so I really hope I captured him. Always interesting to try new faces. And omg I love Groff so very much! 💞 Drawing these two together was so much fun. Yeah, I know you might be used to better drawings. Esp the last ones really rocked. (And that means something when I say that, coz I’m so critical with myself 😅) I still hope you enjoy looking at it and I hope it puts a smile on your faces. Have a great weekend, guys! 😘


100 Days of Productivity

Day 10/100

Wowww we’re finally into the double digits after a couple of months of doing this challenge #soproud

These are the very first notes of the year! They’re for my Statistics course so I originally wrote them in pencil and rewrote them in pen afterwords. Side note- I’m seriously in love with my new laptop sleeve. That, ladies and gentlemen, is what you call “tumblr” (lol not really). I also tried this whole adding complementary pics thing and not sure if it worked out or not but I think it looks decent for my first try!

Supplies Used:

  • Pilot G2 0.38mm (black)
  • Pilot G2 0.7mm (blue black)
  • Muji Gel Pen 0.5 (Blue)
  • Zebra Mildliners (blue & grey)

That’s it from me,

-much love, studyessie ♡