You turn in your final to your professor and leave the classroom. That was it, college was over, and a few days from now you would be walking across a stage, making everything official.
You made your way outside and felt a weight lift from your shoulders. No more classes, no more finals, no more stress.
“(Y/N)” You hear from behind you.
You turn around to find Lay holding a bouquet of flowers. You couldn’t help but smile. Even though this entire relationship was a lie, he always managed to make it seem real.
“Thank you, Lay.” You say, taking the flowers from him.
“No problem, princess.” He says with a wink.
“I thought we were done with that.”
“Can you really ever be done with something?” Lay asks. “Anyway, tonight we are going out to celebrate.”
Lay was amazing at relationship feel real. Part of you felt sad that it wasn’t, but you knew that Lay would never be able to see you that way.
“My father will be going with us,” Lay adds, “so you will have to be presentable.”
Your stomach dropped.
Lay nods, and you follow him to his car where Xiumin waited with the driver. You got into the car and Xiumin immediately began to speak.
“She has to have something to wear.”
“Go to the place downtown.”
You were speechless during the entire car ride. The car stopped in front of a boutique after what felt like forever. You got out of the car and followed Lay and Xiumin inside where you were all greeted by a woman. Lay moved to talk to her, and you began to look around. The store was filled with dresses of all styles. You were so caught up in looking that you barely noticed the woman that was now beside you.
“So your boyfriend said that you needed something classy, simple.” she says. “Is that right?”
“I guess so.”
She laughs and leads you to a dressing room.
“I will be right back with a few dresses.” She says before leaving you alone in the room.
You looked at yourself in the mirror. Why did Lay choose you for this facade? He could have chosen anyone, but he came back to the girl from his childhood. Why?
The woman returned quickly, giving you three dresses before leaving you alone again. Before you could get the first dress on, you heard Lay outside of the dressing room.
“Hey, (Y/N) let me see the dresses.”
You adjusted the first dress and looked in the mirror. The dress was a pale pink sleeveless gown. You opened the door and saw Lay standing there.
“Well don’t you look cute, Princess.”
You shot him a glare and crossed your arms over your chest.
“So do you like it?”
“I think a gown is a bit excessive.” You say.
“You’re right.” He says.
You shut the door to the dressing room and look at the other two dresses, only one of which was a short cocktail style dress. You change into it and once again face the mirror. This dress was beautiful. It was a burgundy off the shoulder dress that fitted down to your waist and from there it flowed to just above your knees.
When you opened the door to show Lay, he was in awe.
“This one is perfect.” He says, causing you to smile.
“Agreed.” You reply.
You quickly go back into the dressing room to change back into your other clothes, then leaving the room, dress in hand. Lay waited for you and took the dress from you to pay for it. Xiumin walked you back to the car where you waited for Lay who came out moments later.
“Alright,” Lay says, “Do I need to call someone to come to fix your hair and makeup?”
“I think I can handle that part.” You say.
“Are you ready yet?” Lay yells, knocking on the door to your room.
“Almost, give me a minute!” You yell back.
You zip the dress and slide on a pair of nude heels to match the dress. You leave the room and find Lay in the living room.
“You clean up nice.” You say to the boy in the tux, causing him to look at you. His eyes went wide upon seeing you.
“You look stunning.” He says softly.
Your heart fluttered at his words. You were used to him being sarcastic, and now he was looking at you like you were the best thing in the world.
You take the elevator down to the parking deck where you leave to meet his father. You were growing increasingly anxious the longer you were in the car. Eventually the car stopped, and Lay got out to open your door for you.
“Are you alright?” He asks, shutting the door behind you.
He looks down at you and smiles, revealing his perfect dimples.
“Just breathe.” He says. “Pretend you love me. I’m sure things will go well.”
He holds his arm out so that you could hold onto it as you walked into the restaurant.
You made your way to a table where a man stood and upon seeing the two of you.
“This is (Y/N).” Lay says to his father who just nods in response. “And this is my father.”
“Nice to meet you.” You say, smiling.
You sit down next to Lay, trying to avoid looking intimidated.
“So you’re the girl that my son cried over for months after I moved him away.” His father says.
You looked over to Lay whose mouth was now agape.
“I guess that’s me.” You say, laughing lightly.
The dinner was going smoothly and Lay’s father seemed to be impressed with you.
“(Y/N) is very intelligent,” Lay says, “she is graduating with a business degree this week.”
“Well that is going to be an excellent asset to our company.” His father says. “And it will be amazing experience for you, (Y/N).”
Lay squeezed your hand under the table and smiled at you. You blushed, but you were quickly snapped out of your daze by Lay’s father.
“Have you told your mother about (Y/N)?”
Lay’s expression dropped.
“You need to soon.”
“Not to be rude,” you say, “but why soon?”
Lay got up from the table and stormed out of the restaurant, leaving you alone with his father.
“His mother has been sick for some time now.” He says. “That’s why I had to move him away.”
How did you never know? Lay’s mother always seemed so vibrant and healthy when you knew her.
“She’s gotten extremely worse recently, and she has had to stay in the hospital for weeks.” His father continues. “It has affected him more than I could have imagined.”
You were speechless, tears forming in your eyes. You felt sick. You needed to find Lay.
i’ve already done a tutorial on back legs, so i guess this will be like the other half to it haha
so ! while a cat’s haunches are a trapezoid, a cats shoulders are like a very skinny and squished half circle. this shape is actually a simplified version of the scapula + humerus bones. it extends from the tip of the shoulder down to the elbow
some things to note about cats is that they have FLAT chests. their chests will not protrude like a dogs. yes, sometimes their fluff and fur may make it look like they have extended chests, but in reality it’s flat
the rest of the leg is fairly simple, it’s just the shoulders i notice a lot of people have problems with. so let’s draw a cat then yea?
i started with the head first, followed by the chest. you can see i used a rounded rhombus for that. starting with the chest + head can help your character feel more stable and proportional and help give weight to the character. then i threw in the shoulders and the rest.
legs are fairly simple, they will get smaller slightly towards the feet. you can make them more muscular or skinny depending on the character you want.
HERE IS AN EASY TRICK FOR PROPORTIONS. A cat’s elbows WILL ALMOST ALWAYS align with their stomach. The beginning of the leg will align with the end of the chest. (obviously if you’re drawing super longhaired cats thats different but)
@avengerstories - The messages you sent me after editing this part let me know that I had successfully tugged on all of the right heartstrings, so thank you for that.
Whenever an uncomplicated task arises, people say it’s as easy to accomplish as breathing. The adage always made perfect sense to you whenever you heard it. Breathing is second nature. It can be done without having to think twice and, sometimes, it feels like certain tasks are the same way.
Today, that’s not the case. Standing here across from Bucky for the first time in weeks, you find that breathing is anything but easy. The air was knocked out of your lungs as soon as you stumbled upon the note he wrote on the canvas and you haven’t yet recovered. You have to keep reminding yourself to breathe, just breathe. But it’s hard. How are you supposed to remember to inhale and exhale in a moment like this?
“Are you going to say something?” You press, once the silence of the room becomes too unbearable. Your fingers curl tightly around the canvas as you wait for Bucky to speak. “Anything?”
Kaiba thinks his dragons are better than Yami’s dragons. They aren’t allowed to play with each other :( The Blue Eyes fam is really curious though.
In a world where Yami missed the boat to spirit land (more like something went wrong but nvm) and he gets his own body I would imagine he would try to separate his and Yugi’s identities. I feel that he’d be a bit more conservative than Yugi and also wouldn’t wear a billion belts. more on this when I finish something just for this topic. Main point is for this picture, i couldn’t deside weather he looked better with or not so here’s both versions