goofy's

Hanzo and his McWerewolf boyfriend for Anon! I’m so sorry this one took so long to make :;(∩´﹏`∩);:

YESSS, this is one of the pairings I was hoping to get! IT’S HIGH MOO- *shot*

I don’t even Overwatch but every time a werewolf!McCree crosses my dash I get a big, goofy smile on my face. This game’s character design is fantastic, even if all the robot parts make them a nightmare to draw. Samurai! Cowboys! Cyborgs! Wolves! I might be convinced to play it yet.


Send me an ask with your OTP/OT3/BROTP and tell me who would be the werewolf in a Werewolf AU!

I just woke up from a dream where the Pokemon anime revealed some type of new form/evolution of Aerodactyl

It didn’t have wings and was more like this hunched-over lizard man/gargoyle thing, with large forearms. The right forearm had these four Wolverine-looking giant claws extending from it and the way it attacked suggested it might be part Fighting-type

anonymous asked:

Maybe it is just me but when I watched bear clip of Lucas singing while holding bags of tacos, it hit me that here is one of the reasons why he & Riley make a good couple.They are not afraid to be happy/goofy people & together they do things to make their friends happy.Then the clip of the bay window convo where he wanted to hold on to believing he had "gold"- Pluto, anyone? Maybe I am reaching, but Rucas have the same fundamental values & that aces so called LM chemistry all the time.

Yep.  This was discovered in Belief and referenced repeatedly during Texas (and SEVERAL other episodes) about how much alike they really are–they would do anything for their friends.  He loves her goofy side and she loves his.  They really compliment one another.  They are a LOT alike, but they aren’t carbon copies of one another.  Lucas is very much grounded and realistic about a lot of things while Riley is a perpetual optimist and dreamer.  It’s a wonderful balance and as Maya said to Riley “You’re at your best when you’re just talking to one another”.  Also from Maya, “He’s perfect for Riley.”

I couldn’t agree more.  I love their dynamic.

Originally posted by rileymtthews

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I’m sorry, but I’m little confused about positions on Senior Class photo. It seems like Brooks has his elbow on Eric’s knee, right? But Eric’s legs look really funny, I mean, due to bottom of Eric’s combat boot, is it possible? Doesn’t make sense.

In the senior photo when they did the goofy picture, there’s a foot on the fat dudes (next to brooks) lap and I’m just wondering - is that Dylan’s foot????? And who’s knees is Brooks resting on?? I’m so confused lol.


I’ve studied and studied this photo quite a bit myself and and it’s not easy to figure out!  So, you’re not the only one that is coming up short over it! The thing that doesn’t make much sense is the body part in light blue denim jeans that I put a ‘?’ by. But, we can determine from the first photo, that Eric is wearing black BDU pants. Brooks and Zack have slightly nuanced shades of dark blue jeans so this means.. the light denim jeans have to be Dylan’s! His body is slopping forward and his looong thighs are kinda squeezed in together and all we can see are the tops of his knees  Brooks has his hand lazily resting on the top of Dyl’s knees.  I used to think that was Dylan’s boot..but I it seems too small given that Dylan had a size 12 foot.  It can’t possibly be Eric’s boot, because his body is leaning in the opposite direction. No way would he get his boot swung forward.  So, the only logical explanation would be Robyn’s boot. I don’t know what kind of rugged boots she has on but that would give her a fairly sizable foot for a girl - maybe size 9 or 10.  Which would mean that her right leg is bent, leaning on top of Dylan’s thigh (which we can’t see behind Zack) and she’s resting her boot on top of Zack’s leg.  That’s the best I can deduce of it presently!  :)  The photo really is a puzzle-like conundrum..   

And, by the way, Zack is not a “fat dude”, he is stocky, people, stocky. Sheeesh.  The poor guy…

Another Headcanon oH god:

So Erin is a little shit and she enjoy’s Holtzmann’s flirting SO much. So much so that she doesn’t want to reveal her not-straightness just yet on the off chance that it will cause the incredibly sexy engineer to be more serious and less goofy, or worse, realize what she’s been hinting at is attainable, panic, and actually back off. All of this is going well up until Erin notices that Holtz kinda pouts every time she checks out Kevin. The man’s nice to look at, ok?! But she doesn’t want Jillian feeling hopeless - she starts to feel like her coyness has actually been leading her close friend on. So Erin sidles up to Holtz one day after catching her looking at the ceiling with a soft, wistful look in her eyes, obviously daydreaming, and she says in her ear, “I’m actually bisexual, did you know?” So innocently. Flirtatiously. Holtz starts out of her reverie and turns her head, noticing immediately that Erin’s nose is mere centimeters from her own.

“Whaaaaaaat?” She asks, half theatrically, half choking on her own spit. It doesn’t come out very attractively. And Erin giggles, shrugs.

“Yeah, completely. Most of my experiences and relationships have been with women though.”

Holtzmann’s grin splits wide at the way the physicist says this particular bit of information. Like a little shit. A sly little undercover queer asshole™.

“Erin, you clever, underhanded minx!“She teases, thinking back to all the times Erin seemed so flustered and shocked by her blatant attempts to flirt, and realizing that Erin was actually loving every minute of it. But then Erin bites her lip and suddenly she can’t stop staring at the redhead’s mouth, a whole new world of unbidden images popping up. Oh. My. God.

Holtz doesn’t realize she’s said it out loud until Erin says, "what?” And she jolts back to life, the sinful thoughts for the moment all but gone as she focuses on hamming it up, the way Erin likes it,

“Nothing. Nothing. I just got distracted thinking about all the other things you’ve done - and could be doing - with that mouth.” Then the classic wink. A lip bite of her own as her eyes shamelessly roam Erin’s face and neck. Here would be where Erin would usually blush and sputter and change the subject, or pretend nothing was said. But, apparently, not anymore.

“Me too,” Erin husks, maintaining eye contact once Holtz’s eyes come up from her collarbones.

Holtzmann’s entire face flushes red, and Erin notices with delight she blushes all the way down to what can be seen of her chest,

“Please hold.”
She states, almost robotic, and then runs out the firehouse door, leaving Erin gaping. Stranded with shock.

15 long minutes later she comes rushing back in, a bouquet of roses under one arm and a Hershey’s chocolate bar in her other hand.

She comes back to Erin and presents her gifts, message definitely received, because Erin laughs like she’s won some sort of contest and can’t believe it just yet.

“Now that my ego feels like I had at least a small part in wooing you… Take me up to your room Doctor. Right now.”

The Beagliest Male K-Pop Idols Of Them All

Soompi article excerpt

Some K-Pop idols are known for being “beagles” – they are extra hyper, noisy, mischievous, and (of course) adorable – just like beagle puppies! So of course, it’s nearly impossible to resist the goofy charms of “beagle-dols” (beagle + idol = beagle-dol), because who doesn’t love puppies??

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ASTRO’s Sanha

I was trying to decide which member of ASTRO would earn a spot on this beagle list, and I was debating between “happy virus” MJ and “beagle maknae” Sanha… and then I found this picture. Done deal. 

(photo credited to @rockybin )

Void Stiles Imagine- Costume Party

Everyone wanted to date Y/N, the fact you had no interest in dating any high school boy only made it more of a competition for their stupid egos. It wasn’t that you thought you were too good for them, you just wanted to save yourself the heartbreak and embarrassment after everything goes sour. You just wanted to go to school and have a laugh with some friends, that didn’t make boys a top priority on your list. Well that’s how it used to be anyway. There was something about Stiles Stilinski’s goofiness that you adored, how he took the blame for his friends all the time, how he didn’t care to embarrass himself in front of the class as long as he’s protecting someone else from doing it.

You had a free period so you decided to do some extra studying in the library, your friends were all going for something to eat but they were bringing their boyfriends and their friends. So In other words it would be you having a bunch of guys hit on you, while your friends moan at you for being too ‘prude’ or ‘high maintenance’. You were recapping your knowledge on stem cells when you heard the library doors swing open. You briefly glanced up to see Stiles walking in, you followed him with your eyes until he looked back at you. He then suddenly covered his face with the folder he was holding and scrambled to sit on an empty seat at the back of the room. You shook your head and smiled, looking back down at your work. It wasn’t until ten minutes later that you felt the chair opposite you be uneasily pulled out. You heard a loud panting and books being slammed down on the desk. “It’s about time, I thought you’d never get the balls to come over” you claimed, still reading your textbook.  “You knew I was going to come over?” he asked, finally catching his breath. “No. But I knew you wanted to” you replied, finally looking up at him. Catching his brown eyes reflect the glare of the light. “Did you want me to?” he interrogated, leaning forward. “Did I want you to what?” you asked sarcastically. He gave you a questioning look, while trying not to laugh, “So where’s your friends?” he asked, looking around. “You sure love asking questions” you grinned. “And you sure love giving short answers” he fired back. “They’ve gone for something to eat” you finally told. “They left you here?” he questioned, like it was the most unjust thing he’d ever heard. “No, I just didn’t feel like going” you shrugged. “ I was going to say, because you are way too pretty to be alone” he said, clearly on accident.“Are you flirting with me Stilinski?” you smirked. “Yes, I mean only if you want me to be flirting then I am, only if you want me to be-” He began rambling, before stopping himself after realising you were trying not to laugh. “Oh god, that was embarrassing” he said, rubbing his neck. “No, it was kind of sweet” you reassured. “Well, I think I’ve took enough humiliation to last a lifetime. See you.” he picked up his books and began to walk away. “Stiles, wait!” you shouted, getting up and running over to him. “Hey erm, my friend’s having a fancy dress party later and she said I could bring someone” you said, sounding somewhat nervous. “And you wanted me to ask Scott if he would go with you” he said out of routine. “Actually, I was wondering if you would go with me” you smiled. “Seriously?” he asked, looking up. “Seriously, unless you don’t want to-” you began. “So, ill see you at eight?” he said, almost immediately. “See you then” you replied, walking back to your seat. You couldn’t help but watch as he beamed out of the library, you also couldn’t help laughing when you saw his victory air pump when he thought you weren’t looking.

“Guess who landed a date with Y/F/N” Stiles said smugly, sitting down at his lunch table. “Don’t tell me it’s Greenburg, he’s been eyeing her up all year” Allison said, shaking her head. “No, guys it’s me, I did” he announced, like they all should of known. “No you did not, she’s way out of your league” Isaac smirked. “Says the guy in the scarf. I’m picking her up tonight for a costume party” he beamed. “I dont think that’s a good idea” Scott said fermly. “Why not?” he asked. “Maybe because you’re possessed by an evil spirit that can take over at any second” Lydia said bluntly. “I have it under control! This is my one chance and I’m not screwing this up!” Stiles raised his voice. “You need to cancel!” Scott demanded. Everyone glanced over at your lunch table, you were laughing at some joke one of your friends told. “Y/N’s a sweet girl, if you liked her you wouldn’t put her at risk” Allison shrugged. “It’s going to be fine, I know what I’m doing” Stiles said, picking up his lunch and throwing it in the bin. He stormed outside, putting one of his backpack straps in his mouth, a clear sign of his anxiousness. ”There is no way in hell we’re letting him do this” Scott stated. “We haven’t got a choice, he seemed pretty determined to me” Lydia said, opening a bottle of water. “If we cant change his mind, maybe we can change hers?” Isaac suggested. “You heard him, he’s liked her since forever. We cant ruin it for him completely” Allison said. “Well what other choice do we have?” Scott asked. “Well I’m down for a costume party” Lydia hinted. “No way on earth” Isaac shook his head. “That doesn’t sound so bad” Scott agreed. “Great, I’ll get us all invited by the end of the day, tops” Lydia smiled, picking up her tray just as the lunch bell went.

You looked in the mirror one last time and brushed down your dress, removing any remaining creases. For once, you weren’t met by the normal self consciousness you usually got before a party but a radiating happiness. You knew Stiles wasn’t going to judge or rate you, like the normal idiots your friends set you up with. When you heard his jeep pull into your driveway you didn’t feel the urge to wait a few minutes before letting him in, you actualy got that butterfly feeling and were excited to see him again. You grabbed your phone and clutch, picked up your heels and ran down to open the door. “Heyy” you said smiling wildly. “Hey you” he grinned, surprised by your eagerness. You opened the door all the way and leant against the frame to slip your heels on. “You look stunning” Stiles said gawping. “Thank you, you look very handsome yourself” you laughed to stop yourself from blushing. He opened his jeep door for you and helped you get in, before walking over to the drivers side. Before he turned the engine on, he sat there still staring at you while you topped up your lipstick using his wind view mirror. “Sorry I didn’t have enough time to get a costume” he said, gesturing to his usual plain top and jeans. “It’s ok, you look fine” you assured, clipping your seatbelt in. For the journey you both sat there, having sassy conversations and lip singing to songs on the radio. He was practically the male version of you, he just had friends that accepted him for him.

When you arrived you took a deep breath, you weren’t prepared for everyone to ask you why you were with Stiles. But as soon as he opened the car door for you and linked your arm, all of your doubts faded. When he was around, you couldn’t help but smile. He walked you in with a proud expression after seeing the crowds of jealous boys staring at the pair of you. What you didn’t understand was why girls weren’t falling at Stiles’ feet, sure he’s socially awkward but also hot as hell. He walked you over to a corner and you spoke, while people came and greeted you. You were talking to one of your friends and their date when you noticed Stiles kept looking around. “Are you ok?” you asked quietly. He stared at you blankly for a second, before nodding his head and smiling. Later on, it was just the pair of you leaning against the back fence chilling. He looked over your shoulder and then suddenly ducked. You furrowed your brows and began to turn around before he grabbed your shoulders quickly so you were still facing him. “What’s going on?” you asked confused. “Erm nothing, I’m just going to the toilet and maybe you should get us someee… drinks for when I get back” he stalled, before disappearing into the crowd of people. You stood there, before hesitantly going to the drinks table which was in the opposite direction. ”What the hell are you doing here?” Stiles hissed, approaching his friends that were all gathered in a corner. “And what are you supposed to be, mentally retarded?” Isaac asked, referring to his non existent costume. “We came to make sure everything was ok” Allison claimed. “No, you came to check on me” Stiles retort. “We’re just doing what’s right” Scott told. “Just make sure she doesn’t see you!” Stiles demanded. “Make sure who doesn’t them?” you asked standing next to him, two cups in hand. “Oh god” he jumped. “Hey, I’m Y/N. I’ve met Allison and Scott but I don’t think I’ve met you guys” you smiled. “I’m Lydia and that’s a really pretty dress. I can already see us going shopping together” she greeted, you handed Stiles the drinks as she pulled you into a hug. “And you’re Isaac, right?” you asked. He nod and kissed your hand rather than hugging you, causing Stiles to mumble under his breath. “Just one question, Stiles hasn’t done anything strange yet has he?” Isaac questioned bluntly, causing the others to glare at him. “Not particularly” you answered sceptically. “Well as great as this little get together was, I think we’ll be off” Stiles said, gesturing you to follow him. “You can stay here and talk to us, I’m sure Y/N would like to get to know us better anyway” Allison said quickly. “Well it’s our first date so I think we should get to know each other first” he said guiding you away before they could say anything else.

You and Stiles walked out the back gate, to get some privacy so you could talk without having to shout over the music or be interrupted every 5 seconds by one of your friends or a drunk boy trying to hit on you. It was a cold night, you wouldn’t think it in the back garden with all the dancing people and bonfire but as soon as you took a step out of there you were hit by the breeze. You turned to look at Stiles who was holding his head. “Hey, are you ok? Do you need some water?” you kept asking, not knowing it sounded muffled to him. He stood up and turned around, giving you such a weird look, it was like a whole different person. You backed away slowly to the gate but he grabbed your wrist before you could go any further. “You’re hurting me” you winced. “We’re going on a walk” he stated, dragging your arm down the empty street. “Scott what’s wrong?” Lydia asked as the four of them walked through the crowd. “He’s took her” Isaac answered. They burst out of the gate, ”They’ve gone” Allison panicked. “If he’s gone void they could be anywhere” Lydia paced. “Cant you catch a scent?” Allison asked. “Of him yes, of her no” Scott stated. “Wont they be together?” Isaac queried. “The forest, it’s a 5 minute walk from here” Lydia claimed. “That’s where he’s taking her” Allison run her hands through her hair. “Then we need to find them, fast!” Scott exclaimed.

“Y/N!” Stiles called mockingly. “Leave me alone” you cried. By now you had already took your heels off and thrown them at him, only for him to dodge them and laugh. You ran through the trees, as twigs snapped under your bare feet. Your chest was pounding, not only out of fear but out of the exhaustion and bitter air. You turned around, noticing he was no longer a few steps behind you. You’ve seen how this goes, it’s on every Tv show. The second you stop running or hide he’ll be there so you had no other choice but to carry on even when you physically couldn’t anymore. He stopped calling your name and you stopped hearing his footsteps. You knew your feet were bleeding, you knew you wouldn’t be able to wait it out until the morning. The only option you had left was to find your way out of the forest, but you didn’t know it as well as Stiles. The only way you knew was going back past the old burnt house, but you had no idea where to find it from where you were now. You ran down a smaller trail on your left, your legs and arms being stung the whole way, you checked to make sure he wasn’t following. When you turned back around you bumped into something, into someone. “Y/N” he smiled, like it was some twisted game. You glanced down at his hand to see him gripping a thick branch, you then saw him swing it towards you. You fell hard onto the ground, hitting your head. All you could see was the blurry figure towering above you, “Please, Stiles don't” you murmered, trying to drag yourself away. “Such a waste, especially on Stiles. Pretty, but stupid enough to believe anything anyone says” he said, kicking your arm so you stopped moving. “Why are you doing this?” you grovelled. “Always the same questions, no one has any originality” he said, lifting the branch again. “Stiles” you whispered crying. “Stiles!” someone shouted. All you saw was the shadow of two bigger forces knocking him over. “Are you ok?” someone asked, lifting you up. “I don’t, I don’t know-” you slurred, before passing out.

“We need to tell her” a low voice said. “How are we supposed to do that?” another one asked. You opened your eyes, to an unfamiliar location. “Y/N, don’t worry, you’re in Scott’s living room” Allison spoke softly. “What happened?” you questioned nervously. “Don’t be scared, nothings going to happen to you” Lydia smiled sympathetically. “You didn’t answer my question” you stated, sitting up and moving the blanket they had put on you. “I’ll tell her” Stiles mumbled walking in. You tensed up in fear, until you were met with a nod from Scott, you trusted him. You relaxed slightly and crossed your arms. “I’m possessed by an ancient spirit that tried to kill you last night but I promise it wasn’t me” he rambled. “I thought you were different, but you really are one big joke” you snarled, standing up. “Scott’s a werewolf” he added quickly. “You were only supposed to tell her about you” Scott huffed. “Well it didn’t work” he bit back. “We’re not insane, I promise. Just hear him out” Allison said, before you walked out of the door way. “You have five minutes” you said with an eye roll. “We can prove it, you just have to trust us” Lydia intervened. You nod your sighed. You looked up to see Scott’s eyes glowing red. “What the fu- how did you do that?” you asked, mesmerised. “I’m an alpha” Scott smiled. You learnt a lot that morning: Hunters, Werewolves, Werecoyotes, A Nogitsune, Oni and a possible Kitsune. You didn’t want to believe them, but you were ready to. You knew there was something strange about Beacon Hills but you just shrugged it off. After what you heard you were scared, but happy to be in the know of everything. “I promise i’ll do everything I can so I don’t hurt you again” Stiles said, standing next to you. “I know you will” you said quietly. He squeezed your hand and rubbed it with his thumb. “I was wondering if we could maybe start fresh if I make it through this” He said, staring at his shoes. “It’s going to be ok, ill be with you every step. Now I’m going home for shower and Scott’s picking me back up later for my very first pack meeting” you claimed, standing up. You began to walk out before quickly kissing him on the cheek, “And yes, we can start over” you winked. You beamed out of Scott’s house, excited for the new chapter in your life. Not knowing the events that were soon taking place, that would soon change your life forever.

Send me your requests, I need inspiration. Apologies for the crappy ending x

anonymous asked:

So we have this teacher where I go to school who hates pink, and if we're caught with a stitch of pink on us on test days, we get points off our test(I'm dead serious).So apparently last year a kid came in for their final dressed in all pink, and dared the teacher to take points off their final(which he did). Unfortunately when I heard that story I immediately thought of Roger doing it, and now the mental image of him coming to class dressed in all pink has been stuck in my head all day.. HELP

(In all seriousness though, that’s messed up)

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Ranger

Domestic Short Hair • Young • Male • Spayed/Neutered 

Demi’s Animal Rescue Aurora, CO

My name is Ranger, as in the Lone Ranger. But I don’t want to be alone anymore. I am about a year old. I love to be right there with you, cuddling, sleeping, and playing. I love playing with string, fuzzy balls, or any kitty toy. Once you meet me you’ll want to take me home, We can be best friends! I love dogs and other cats. Just let me know, I’ll be waiting by the phone.

if you want a cat who can do both

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Miles, Zach and Alex peeking out the window to say hi to arcticmonkeysxam at the Detroit show on August 26, 2016

Miles and Zach:

Miles blowing a kiss:

Alex peeking out with a goofy grin on his face:

anonymous asked:

9. “He/She did it.” “No he/she did.”

Originally posted by blackinjustice

scrEAMS i was looking for the gif of seb with his tongue out and the goofy glasses but I couldn’t find it

SONG TO LISTEN TO 

You shushed Bucky for what seemed like the thousandth time. 

“I’m trying!” He whispered back. 

“Your arm is the nosiest thing in this room!” 

“No, it’s not! I’ve heard you fart before, so that pretty butt of yours is just as loud.” He laughed, not even bothering to keep the volume down.

You gasped, staring at him with wide eyes, “You did not just say that!” 

“You heard me.” He stuck his tongue out at you. 

You moved toward him quickly, “C’mere,” You waved to him. He practically ran away from you, laughing when you lunged for him. 

“No, you’re gonna hurt me.” He jumped over the couch.

“No, I’m not gonna hurtchya, I promise. C’mere.” You cooed. He shook his head. You dove over the couch, wrapping your arms and legs around his body. You gave him a hard noogie, the two of you laughing loudly.

You both froze when the door swung open. 

“What in the hell?” Sam exclaimed, looking around his apartment to find it covered in feathers. 

“She did it.” Bucky spoke, pointing at you. 

“No! He did it!”

“Come here.” Sam called the two of you over, dropping his duffel bag at his feet.

You both shook your heads. 

“No, you’re gonna hurt us.” You parroted Bucky’s earlier words. 

“No, I’m gonna kill you.” He smiled. 

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

“Run!” You yelled. 

Bucky bolted for Sam’s backdoor with you still clinging to his back. 

Lin-Manuel Miranda, Kristin Chenoweth and More Broadway Stars Turn Out For Stephen Karam’s First Movie
8/23/16

You get four Tony winners for the price of one in “Speech & Debate,” the upcoming movie based on Stephen Karam’s first play. The film is directed by Dan Harris and screening for potential distributors this fall.

Those performers and more were attracted not only by Karam’s ties to the theater world, but also by a storyline that celebrates high school theater-nerds everywhere. The film and the 2007 play that inspired it, which kickstarted Karam’s career and simultaneously launched the emerging-artist incubator Roundabout Underground, follow three misfit high school students who find their voices through the speech and debate team.

“I really do think of it as a love letter to anyone who did speech and debate or did the school play,” Karam, also the film’s screenwriter, said.

Lin-Manuel Miranda shows up in a brief, goofy role — it involves a VHS and harem pants (x)

hello police, this man kills me every day. please send help

anonymous asked:

first i gotta say that i adore your doggy doodles! they are so cute, carefree and happy, w/ the messy/scribbly on purpose style that I LOVE. do you have any advice for loosening up? i want to draw more cartoony but having drawn strict realism for so long, i find it really really hard to stop. i can stylize a little bit but i can't bring myself just to be goofy and ignore "correct" anatomy or leave color/lines sketchy and messy. i want to be less generic. your art has so much personality!!!

thank you so much what a kind ask!! i actually think it’s very funny that i’m getting an ask about how to loosen up because only this year i’ve learned how to REALLY let go! i used to be VERY tight in my work and super perfectionist so i know where you’re coming from

this past year was my first year at art school and it really helped me get loose! it was a combination of my classes, my own will to stop caring so much about every single line being perfect, and also my amazing lovely roommate and bud for life NINA (pepoh/pineconewitch) who i LOVE SO DEARLY that encouraged me to start loosening up! she helped make drawing way more carefree and fun in general for me!

here are some tips:

1. do gesture drawings! time yourself and give yourself very limited amounts of time to do a drawing, whether it be of a figure, an animal, an object, or scenery. giving yourself a limited amount of time to draw something forces you to forgo detail and perfectionism. i think it’s best to do figure drawing if you’re able, but if not then you can google some pics of people or animals or whatever and use those! focus on movement and weight and the general ‘ness’ of your subject. the essence! what i mean by that is if you’re drawing a dog focus on the DOGNESS–what makes it look like a DOG! if you’re drawing my sister emily or my roommate nina then focus on the emilyness or the ninaness of them, which lies in their demeanor/how they place their weight/their pose in general/(or their expression if you’re able to sketch in a quick face or if you’re doing a gesture of just a face!) what stands out about someone that makes them obviously different from someone else?

2. get rid of your eraser!! (just for now) throw that thing across the room it’s only enabling your perfectionist ways

3. do NOT focus on ‘style’!! STYLE IS BASICALLY A FAKE THING! my drawing teacher banned us from saying that word in class. i’ve been asked about my style in how i achieved it, how can other people achieve their own, and the answer will always be the same from me! my own personal style =  the WAY that i draw! it is how i see the world, how my hand likes to move, and how i have taken in information from other artists or stuff i’ve learned and translated it into my own work. it just happens! i didn’t start drawing one day working towards making my work look like this–this is just how it’s turned out after years of drawing. focusing solely on honing your own ‘style’ stifles your growth as an artist because you’re focusing on getting a certain LOOK to your work, rather than focusing on making good art. your own way of drawing (style) will naturally develop as you take in what you learn.

if want to change things up, or you’re not happy with how you draw hands for example, it’s totally okay to find an artist who draws hands in a way you like and try that out! when i started drawing people for the first time i tried imitating some of bryan lee o’malley’s work because i had no idea where to start! i didn’t want to draw super realistic people but i had no idea how to simplify in a believable way. i liked how he drew hands and clothes so i tried to incorporate that into my own work! but as time went on i started changing things up based on how i perceived things, what i thought looked good, and how i enjoyed drawing them. i think you should try this! don’t focus on developing a ‘style’ for yourself because that will be the natural result of whatever you do, just let it happen, (and your style will always change and develop too, if you allow it! there is no final form of style) but try and look at how artists you like draw things and try it out for yourself! it doesn’t have to look the same but it can be a good point of reference for figuring out how to start shorthanding and simplifying what you’d normally draw realistically

4. use materials that limit yourself! when i do those dog doodles i use a pen tool that uses 0 pressure so the line width is always the same and it’s okay if the colors go outside of the lines because i only have so much control. it forces me to pay less attention to certain details in my work and more attention to making the dogs look like the dogs they are! also i think it looks nice :)

5. it takes a lot of willpower! there is no trick that will magically make you looser in your lines/coloring. you have to learn to be okay with things not looking perfect, you gotta force yourself out of your habits!

my roommate was a big help in this because i was surrounded by her work which is very loose and beautiful and good feeling and has a lot of life!! very different from my work which was very tight (some of my stuff is still rather tight, i’ve just been doing lots of sketchy doggies lately!) so it was a good combo of being surrounded by different work than mine that i admired and her verbally encouraging me to get out of my comfort zone and assuring me that stuff looked good when i was obsessing over some dumb little detail

so surround yourself with good vibes and good people and get yourself in that mindset of ‘i’m gonna STOP caring so much!!’ woohoo!!

i hope this helped!!

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Now that college is almost starting, I decided to change my alarm clock to this masterpiece, so I can wake up everyday feeling inspired.