how to be an internet famous artist

Artist Shout Out

Shout out to artists who get drowned out by popular people’s art

shout out to artists who hardly ever get any reblogs

shout out to artists who feel like people are embarrassed to reblog their art

shout out to artists who constantly get told to “keep trying!” and “work harder!” even though theyve been doing it all their lives and still aren’t up to par with everyone else

shout out to artists who feel like they have no where to go because art is all they have even though it never gets attention

shout out to artists who JUST got a tablet as an adult because theyve never had rich parents to get them every little art supply they wanted

shout out to artists who feel like its too late because all the popular artists are so young

shout out to artists who had friends and family tell them they could be famous but got on the internet and saw how much better everyone else is

shout out to artists who feel like giving up everyday because they feel like they will always be outshined by other popular artists

you’re not alone. You can do this. It’s not a race, even if it feels like it a lot.

Work Of Art - GD Smut (1)

first part of a long ass smut that got out of hand lol hope you like it.


Jiyong loved art, that’s a truth that everyone knew.

The sun came in the morning, the grass was green the skies were blue and jiyong loved art.

When he was a child his mother liked taking him to art museums, they would go around seoul finding museums to visit, and jiyong loved it, he loved looking at the paintings and at the sculptures, his family would give him books about art they would also gift him with different art utensils, so he could create art, he found peace in painting and drawing, it was his escape from real life.

When his parents got divorced he spent an entire week in his bedroom drawing and painting and he even made a sculpture of a fallen angel, although it wasn’t his favorite type of art, he enjoyed it anyways, and the sculpture ended up looking so good his mother decided to put it on the living room so everyone would see how talented his son was.

It was when he aged 16 when he realized he loved something else just as much as he loved art, women, he found them beautiful every type of body and skin, their soft voice and their beautiful eyes, he loved them so much that his best friend young bae started to say he was the definition of heterosexuality, and if people looked at the said word on the dictionary there would be a picture of jiyong in it.

And women love him too, because he was beautiful, not only women found him beautiful men too, he possessed a beauty not everyone had, a beauty that could only be described as ethereal.

But he wasn’t a womanizer, because his love of art gave him something else a love for love, he became a hopeless romantic one who’s heart has been broken to many times to count, but he got over them really fast, he just needed to cry on his best friend’s shoulder, who has heard jiyong cry too many times making him hate every single woman that came close to him.

But there was one girl that jiyong didn’t dare to talk to, his high school crush, the only girl that was immune to his charming personality, jiyong was friend zoned, and even though he hated it he also liked that she was the only girl who didn’t throw herself at him.

She was smart beautiful and kind, she was a really nice person and she had a lot of amazing qualities but as an artist jiyong was a little bit superficial.

Her curvy body drove jiyong crazy, she wasn’t too skinny or too fat, she had nice ass and a really beautiful pair of breast that jiyong had masturbated too many times, her soft peach skin looked so soft and pure, her pouty pink lips made him lose his mind, especially when she wore her favorite red lipstick, in his eyes she was the incarnation of the goddess Venus.

And even if he wanted to ravish her body, take her to heaven and make her feel things she never felt before, what jiyong dreamt the most was too be able to paint her, for her to get naked and lay down on his favorite velvet couch for hours only to be seen by his eyes.

It was an idea that haunted his dreams and left him hard on the mornings.

But much to jiyong’s dismay she left school, to never come back again.

And youngbae thought that this would be like the last times, that he would cry and lock himself in his bedroom for days till he moved on, but he didn’t, jiyong didn’t even cry, he was sad yes, but he didn’t shed a tear for the women of his dreams, which was weird to youngbae, he panicked thinking that his best friend had lost his mind.

Jiyong refused to show his pain, for a reason he didn’t even know, he was sure he was going to move on, that he was going to find someone to love, someone he could marry and build a family with.

Four years of college proved him wrong, he did find some beautiful girls, but none of them compared to the girl of his dreams, he went on dates and he slept with a lot of them but none of them were able to fill that empty spot on his heart.

No other girl compared to you.

Jiyong sighted as he looked at his watch, his lunch break was almost over and he had to go back to class, he had to face his students and he had to teach the wonderful world of art when those kids didn’t even care about the words that left his mouth, only the very hormonal teenage girls paid attention to him.

Jiyong took a last drag off his cigarette and made his way back into the building, only to be stopped by his boss, who had a very obvious crush on him.

“Mr kwon I am afraid to tell you that your class was suspended” she said while she checked him out, he was wearing a simple white button up shirt and he had a few buttons popped open letting everyone see his tattoos, he also had simple black skinny jeans and black boots.

He almost rolled his eyes when he saw her lick her lips

“What do you mean it has been suspended?” he asked annoyed, why were they telling him now, when they could have told them when he was in his house?

“Well the class room is in really bad conditions and we are afraid that a piece of the ceiling has fallen and they just came to fix it” she said while her eyes kept going up and down his body.

Jiyong sighted and nodded “ok then, guess I’ll go back to my office so I can start grading the papers” he was about to turn around when the woman stopped him.

“oh jiyong a girl came to see you, she said something about seeing your work on line and she requested a portrait of herself done by you” jiyong lifted his eyebrow, now he was interested.

Ever since he became an artist he knew his work wasn’t going to be famous unless he used the internet for it, so he created a blog that became widly popular, and that’s how he met his best friend choi seunghyun, who owned a very popular underground gallery, once a month jiyong would prepare a collection to be show on the gallery and both meant would gain a lot of money thanks to it.

But his popularity was due to his blog, and that’s where he got all his money from, teaching art was mainly a passion, he fantasized of becoming a source of admiration to young people who loved art.

But even he was really popular with his blog and his art, no one in his 26 years of life had asked him to make a portrait of themselves, so it made him curious.

He just nodded “where is this girl?” his boss smiled at him and jiyong was so close to rolling his eyes he thought he would become blind “she is in your office” jiyong nodded and walked away without another word.

He didn’t know what he was expecting. Maybe a rich woman who would like her body be painted so she could live forever young, or a spoilt narcissist teenager who wanted a painting because it would look cool.

But he definitely wasn’t expecting the beautiful woman that was standing in his office.

A woman he thought he would never see again, but there she was in all her glory, she looked like she hadn’t aged a day, her beautiful curvy body didn’t change at all, she had some highlight in her brown hair and her skin looked a shade darker like she had been on vacations at the Caribbean, she looked like a goddess and jiyong couldn’t believe his eyes.

“y/n?” she turned around and smiled at him and jiyong had to tense his legs so he wouldn’t fall to his knees at the sight of her beautiful eye smile.

“oppa it has been so long” she said as she gave him a hug and jiyong could pass out at the smell of her coconut perfume, he put his arm around her slim waist and he had to grit his teeth so he wouldn’t let out a groan when she let go of him.

“I was on my break from work when a friend showed me your blog as soon as I saw those flowers I knew it was you” he chuckled as he sat against his desk “so a portrait huh?” the girl just bit her lip and blushed and jiyong wanted to grab her face and kiss her like he had never kissed someone before.

“my friend was the one who called and made the request” she said rubbing the back of her neck, she was clearly embarrassed and jiyong felt his heart get warmer at the sight of her pink cheeks.

Jiyong raised an eyebrow “why? If I can ask” the girl widened her eyes and looked away from him “uhm well she thinks that you had a crush on me on high school …and I had a crush on you too” jiyong could feel his heart exploding inside his chest.

“you had a crush on me?” he asked with his eyes wide, the girl nodded still blushing “yeah I thought it was pretty obvious” she said looking down, jiyong with his eyes still wide shook his head “no it wasn’t wow now I feel like an idiot for not telling you” he said rubbing his head and the girl smiled “yeah well I feel like an idiot too I mean we were close friends I could have told you too but I never had the guts, I mean you were popular and rich and the hottest guy in school how can someone like you like someone like me?”

Jiyong looked at the girl as if she was an alien “are you being serious? You y/n are the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on, you aren’t like the others girl I met, you are beautiful smart and kind and you were a great friend to me, when you left I was so heartbroken I even refused to talk about my pain because it was embarrassing, please don’t ever tell me you feel that way about yourself” jiyong said as he grabbed her face so she would be looking at him.

The girl bit her lip and nodded “so will you make a portrait of me?” jiyong laughed and nodded “well if you still want too” the girl smiled and nodded.

But the man noticed that this time her smile was different, it wasn’t a shy smile or a happy smile, or one of those smile you make when you look at someone you like, it was a flirty smile and jiyong widened his eyes, the woman got close to him, too close to him, she put her lips on his neck and jiyong felt his body burst into flames “I would love for you to make a portrait of me, naked” the girl whispered on his ear and jiyong felt like he could pass out at the sound of the slow seductive voice y/n used.

Jiyong nodded eagerly “I mean I would love too only if you feel comfortable” the girl stepped back and nodded “when do you want to do it?” jiyong asked trying to get his heart to slow down.

“we can do it tomorrow if you want, I don’t have anything to do and my roommate is leaving town to see her parent…” jiyong shook his head before she could finish “no, we have to do it in mys studio I can’t work out of it, you can come tomorrow at five pm if that’s alright with you”

y/n nodded and smiled “that would be great” jiyong smiled and nodded, h was suddenly frozen in his place, his eyes on the beautiful girl in front of him, never in his last years of life he would have thought he would meet her again, but there she was, just as beautiful, or even more, than the last time he saw her, he had to shake away his thoughts when he saw the girl was talking to him.

“huh?” he said and almost fainted when she giggled “I said that I need your address for tomorrow” jiyong blushed and nodded “uhm give me your number so I can text you later” he said as he gave her his phone.

She put on her number and gave it back to him, he chuckled when he saw she put a heart emoji next to her name.

“so I’ll see you tomorrow” he said and she smiled, she got closer to him and kissed him on the cheek “I can’t wait” she whispered and walked out of the door, leaving jiyong alone in his office with a pretty big hard on, he groaned and sat on his chair, he wondered how he would survive, it was already hard to control himself when he saw her dressed he couldn’t imagine how it would be with her naked.

@craftywhispersinternet i gave up for today lol

anonymous asked:

Heya roby!! Since u were nearing 100k on instagram I'm worndering how it feels ? Like ur pretty famous in a small corner of the internet and when I ask my irl art friends about u they now about u? Is it ever rlly surreal or r u used to it by now

hey!! its pretty surreal thinking about it even though I’m not the biggest artist out there, i just really appreciate anyone who cares about me/my art :,)

its when people recognize me irl like at a convention or something that it “hits” me the most i suppose cause i remember at the last con i went to i think 3-4 people came up to say hello and it was really cool seeing someone in person rather than as a username :o but really im just another kid who likes to draw and cry over other artists/youtubers/shows too I’m nothing extraordinary 

Okay but that conversation in the first episode of VRAINS where Yusaku shuts Shima down with all the force of a freight train was sorta like being a famous internet artist, having some guy FIRST accuse you of having no friends, then tease you about using traditional art supplies instead of a cool tablet like his, THEN he tells you he doesn’t even have a DeviantArt account, THEEEN he tells you all about how cool your own internet persona is and


He offers to teach you how to draw

Honestly I can understand why Yusaku kinda went off on poor Shima XD

Rich Games pt. 22

Summary: School has never been anything but a time waste and game for rich boy, Yoongi.
Members: Yoongi x Reader (Appearances by EXO and BTS Members)
Type: Student! AU/ Drama/ Angst/ little Fluff
Length: 9,424 Words

So this is the last one that is only from Yoongi’s POV. The last few chapters will be from Suho, PG, and Yoongi’s POV and will be the end of the series <3

-Admin Kat

Pt. 1, Pt.2,  Pt. 3,   Pt. 4,  Pt. 5,   Pt.6,  Pt. 7,  Pt. 8,  Pt. 9,  Pt. 10,  Pt. 11,Pt. 12, Pt. 13,  Pt. 14,  Pt. 15,  Pt. 16,  Pt.17, Pt. 18, Pt. 19, Pt. 20,Pt. 21, Pt. 22, Pt. 23, Pt. 24, Pt. 25, Pt. 26

Yoongi’s house was quieter than normal. Almost like a saving grace. After the awkward encounter with your mom, he couldn’t help but fear that his own mother would be waiting up for him at the door. But he knew how insane that was. The day his mother actually bothered to pay attention to him would be the day he dies. Or the day when she needs him to help her with the family image. That was the reason he was born anyways. He was the little doll that girls played with; hoping to create the perfect life.

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The Hawkeye Initiative

It’s Natasha that brings it to his attention. Steve still feels a little overwhelmed by Captain America’s popularity in this century and the idea of being famous as well as a ninetyish year old man fastforwarded in time is still something he’s adjusting to. So some things are still alien and the increasing love for the Avengers is something he’s aware of but hasn’t particularly explored. But what Nat shows him makes him start to reconsider his views on social media.

They’re everywhere. All over the internet, every major site where Avengers fans congregate. Pictures. Tons of them. Steve wonders how he managed to miss something so incredible. Nat knows he’s a good artist. When she shows him the pictures there’s a quirk of her lips and more than a glint of mischief in her eyes.

“They’re calling it the Hawkeye Initiative,” she says. 

Steve presses his lips together, trying not to smile, but he’s losing that particular battle. 

“People draw Clint in these poses.”

“Oh my god,” Steve breathes as he swipes to the next screen on Natasha’s phone and sees a scantily clad Hawkeye aiming an arrow at the viewer. The look on his face is… well, suggestive is about the only word Steve feels comfortable using.

“Do one for me.”

“No,” Steve says, but Barton’s been an annoying little shit lately and the idea of doing something silly and petty behind his back is appealing. 

“Please? It’s my birthday." 

"Is it really?” Steve says. She doesn’t say anything but gives him a look that just says, ‘maybe. You’ll never know for sure.’

He fights the urge for as long as he can but a mere forty-five minutes later he’s got a small sketchbook and a pen in hand and a series of cartoon Hawkeye’s in ridiculous outfits emerges. It feels good to draw again and strangely inspired, he continues for the next week. Sometimes Nat sits and draws with him and surprisingly she has some talent for art. Tony finds out about the Initiative and they bring him in on it before he can crack some joke to Barton and ruin their club.

One day after meeting with Fury about a mission, Steve leaves the office and sees Clint leaning against the wall, obviously waiting for him. His arms are crossed over his chest and the look on his face means he’s either pissed or hasn’t had his coffee yet. Steve stops.

Clint looks at him with narrowed eyes, straightens, and then wordlessly pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket. It’s a bit crinkled, it’s folded, but Steve knows that paper. It’s the high-quality paper from the sketchbook Bucky got him for his last birthday. As Barton unfolds the sheet Steve’s heart sinks. He sees this ridiculous comicbook drawing of Clint in fishnets and high heels, his body twisted in impossible angles to mimic what artists do when they draw female characters. Barton holds it up and looks at Steve.

“I walked in on Nat and Stark,” he says.

“I’m sorry,” Steve says, feeling guilty.

Clint shrugs. “I’m actually here for an autograph. I have a friend, Kate - she’ll think it’s hilarious and I kinda owe her one.”  

You know what’s something I really don’t understand?

All over instagram, even on youtube, you see men/women (yes both- “internet famous” and not-) showing us the art of contouring, how you can change the shape/bridge of your nose, even draw on cheek bones or manipulate your bone structure, but when it comes to Michael Jackson, people act so damn foolish. Like how did this man put UP with this shit. Michael Jackson was a CELEBRITY. He contoured just like Kim K or those insta models or those youtube make up artists. Like, you think he got plastic surgery one day that made his cheeks bones pop, then the next day like… UN DID it? You see those contour before/after pics on people on twitter all the time? The man used contour kits. Like look at contour pics before/after of ANYONE just on like, twitter. The highlighting and illuminizing. Like …. That’s what Michael Jackson did….You see a pic of MJ with heavy contour and a pic with him caught without any the NEXT day and you say plastic surgery like he up'ed and UN DONE it and DID the surgery again….Man. They never let him live. 


This is a small comic I did back in 2011. It’s funny how it still feels so relevant today. Doing art on the internet and getting known for it is exponentially harder when you only do original content. No fanarts of trendy animated movies, or cartoons, no fanarts of famous people/artists’ OCs, just your own thing. But you hang to those few pure souls that like what you do and follow you, not understanding exactly why they are there but feeling unending amounts of gratitude, and you jump into the unknown.

I just wanted to put in lines how it feels, hopefully someone out there feels the same. If you know an artist that is trying or has made his way doing original content, give him a pat in the back, cuz god damn it’s hard.



By Austin Ipsen

Arches was unlike any other landscape I’d ever experienced. There’s a creative and artistic aura about the park that leaves me yearning for more. The few days I spent there changed me significantly, both as a photographer and as a creative in general.

Seeing such famous landmarks always blows me away. Photos can never do places like these justice — their raw scale and magnificence can only be truly experienced in person. But such famous monuments also force us to try to look at things differently. How can I capture a unique image of this place that is different from what I’ve already seen a thousand times in photos across the internet? How can I mark it as mine? How will I adapt to changing conditions, to fickle light, to tourists walking into my frame? How can I best create and communicate the feeling of being there? Arches inspired me to to try my best to see, not just simply look.


Austin Ipsen is a 20 year old photographer from Riverton, Utah. You can find him on Instagram @abipsen​

anonymous asked:

Do the people you know IRL (family/friends/teachers...) know that you are a tumblr-famous praised artist? If not, how do you resist using it when they are criticizing your art or hobbies?

Mmm some of my friends do. Mother does as well…Other family members know vaguelly that there are people who enjoy my stuff on the internet (though grandmother really doesn’t understand it much), teachers..god no. Or I think one teacher heard us talking about it once, but not more than that,

Also um… they don’t really…criticize me? I’m lucky to have people who are accepting to the things I love doing:”)

Troye Sivan Praises Fans And Talks About The ‘Unnecessary Rules’ For Releasing Music

‘I’m so lucky to have the community that I do, and would not be where [I] am without them.’

by patrick hosken

As we know by now, Troye Sivan is not just another YouTube celeb. But really, is there even a traditional idea of what being “YouTube famous” means anymore?

A few days ago, the 2015 Streamy Awards celebrated the best of the best on the web — including Tori Kelly, Austin Mahone and (winner) Shawn Mendes in the “Breakthrough Artist” category. The show also featured stunning performances from Hailee Steinfeld and Future, among others.

Dear Media, Stop Acting Like You’re ‘Too Cool’ For Internet Talent
So, yeah, as we’ve pointed out before, the concept of being “web-famous” is kind of outdated at this point. If you’re web famous, you’re famous. Period.

Troye Sivan’s success is proof. The 20-year-old “Wild” singer recently spoke to Billboard about how he managed to shoot up the charts with his latest EP, Wild, which recently debuted at No. 5.

“Of course there is that slight stigma against artists who come from online — but that reputation is one I’m fully happy to embrace, and hopefully alter that stigma in people’s minds in the process by making music that they enjoy,” Sivan said. “I’m so lucky to have the community that I do, and would not be where [I] am without them.”

Troye Sivan Kicks Off His Stunning New Video Trilogy With ‘Wild’
Sivan also talked about why he’s made two EPs, or mini-albums, instead of one longer release (which he says may be out before the end of the year).

“There’ll be some songs from WILD on there. To me personally, traditional music formats seem a little irrelevant — as long as you’re creating something beautiful, experimental and representative of who you are — if you can do that in four songs, good on you,” he said. “If you do it in 18, that’s cool too. The rest are unnecessary rules to me.”

Right on. In whatever format Troye’s music appears, we’ll be listening.

HobbitCon 4 - Fanbook Project: Rules


As already announced here are the rules for our HobbitCon 4 Fanbook Project. Want to know what the project it about? Find our Masterpost here.

Rules for the art:

1. The art has to be about the themes, but how you interpret them is up to you.

2. The art shouldn’t contain non-canon pairings, but I think most artists are aware of this anyway.

3. As long as the FanArt doesn’t turn out too gory I don’t think there is anything we need to forbid besides this and shipping stuff. Many artists have already shown the actors some of their work when they had the chance, so I’ve got the feeling that you know already what are the do’s and don’ts in this area.

4. Please don’t send us art about OC, there are enough canon-elves and -humans to create something great. Exceptions are Dís and Frerin, because everyone views them differently, but we know how much the fandom loves them and so we wanted them to be part of the project.

5. You can write us if you want to join the project and we would consider a slot for the character you choose as taken, but if you realise during the following months that you won’t be able to contribute for who knows of what reasons, then please be honest and write us so we can open your taken slot again to give other artists a chance.

6. Please tell us how you want your art to be credited, for example if you want to us to use your real name or a pseudonym.

7. It doesn’t matter if you are famous in the fandom or not. It doesn’t matter if you have 10 followers or 10.000. It doesn’t matter where you show your drawings, if on Tumblr, deviantart or if you have never posted anything of your work on the internet before. Everyone is welcome!

Rules for the stories:

1. The stories have to be in English and about the themes.

2.This is the most important rule: Don’t send us stories that contain non-canon pairings. The stories aren’t supposed to make the actors uncomfortable and it is no secret that the famous fandom pairings make them uncomfortable. So Rule Number 2 is pretty simple: Don’t send us stories that could make the actors uncomfortable.

3. Please don’t send us stories that contain OC as protagonists.

4. You can write something completely new dealing with one of the themes or send us an old works that fits into those. Excerpts of longer stories are also fine, but don’t forget that they have to adhere to the other rules.

5. As a side note, we expect you to deal accurately with sensitive topics. We reserve to refuse stories that glorify violence, murder, rape etc.

6. As already mentioned in the Masterpost we only accept either two 1.5k or one 3k or only one 1.5k word story (depending on the character). You don’t have to hit the word count perfectly, for example if you only send us a story with 1k words that would be fine too, but please don’t send us stories longer than what we asked for. A few words are no problem, but we won’t stretch it. FanArt is our focus in this project!

7. Send the stories in a file format we are able to open. Word, Microsoft Works or PDF would be perfect.

8. Tell us how you want to be named as the writer. If you want your real name to be mentioned or rather would like to use a pseudonym.

How to be part of the project?

For artists: Choose a character, choose one of the two themes and write us. That way will we save you one of the free slots. You can send the art later. But don’t forget rule number 5 for artists! (You are also welcome to draw something for more than one character, if you have a hard time deciding who to choose.)

For writers: choose a character, choose one of the two themes and write a story to the allowed extent of words. Send us the story and you are part of the project if your story adheres to the rules. Unfortunately for writers we can’t save slots, just because writing is sometimes hard to calculate. (For example: you tell us you want to write a 1.5k story about Thorin and one of his themes, but it gets longer while writing and suddenly has 3k words. We didn’t know that and saved you and another writer a 1.5k slot, what would you want us to do it that case? As you see, handling it like the art slots could cause a lot of trouble and therefore we have to treat it differently.)

For writers and artists: send your art and stories before the end of the deadline on February 15 at 11.59pm of your time zone to this e-mail address:


Do you still have questions the Masterpost and the rules couldn’t answer? Then don’t hesitate and ask either @inja-y-ddraig or me. We’re looking forward to everyone, who would like to join us on this journey!