Thank you to everyone who watched my streams for this piece, to everyone who encouraged me and gave me feedback and advice and support (especially @dracoskullart) while I embarked on this endeavor! This is my first time doing something like this, and I had a blast over the course of the past week and some XD There are still things I wish I could have improved, and there are some mistakes I won’t make next time, but for now I am proud of me < :D
I haven’t slept in 24 hours… *passes out*
(Also, I have no clue why the quality is so grainy!? =_=)
This blog is transferring from a single, long story to short stories started by MA’s. It’s a couple years after the events of the previous story and is not meant to be taken seriously. If you’d like you can read the rest of what I had planned here.
I am practiciing~ Yeah I need to practice alot if I want do get my admission for University next year. It is still hard doing those things and mostly confusing. But looking back at the fact I start animating winter this year and draw since nearly 3 years I think I am doing my best :D
The character is actually Agrii which is a Dragon in @golzy‘s Onju. After looking the speedpaint today I thought I could use Agrii for train smooth animations :D I am sorry Golzy! I use again your pressious characters for my selfish training sessions >w<
Because I don’t find a full body of Agrii till now I am not sure I will make this complete because I can’t see all the markings. Mmmmmh~
i cannot possibly express my gratitude enough, thank you so, so much for helping me hit a follower milestone! thank you for your reblogs, likes, heartwarming messages and comments, your support and encouragement all this while ♥ i’m incredibly touched ( ; u ; )
even though i’m just an amateur trying to do what i can do to contribute to the fandom and community, it makes me really happy to know that there are people out there who like what i do. it keeps me motivated and pushes me to work hard to polish my skills (｀・ω・´)ゞ let’s keep doing our best together!
( ^ω^ ) i’m also very grateful for all the lovely people i’ve met and all the amazing friends i’ve made ♥ even if we’ve never directly interacted before, you are part of the community that’s helped me grow as a translator, writer, etc, and most importantly as a person, and so for that i am thankful! [bow]
i’m honoured to have been given the chance to (even if only for a bit) make you smile. from here on too, i’ll keep doing my best to produce content that i hope will colour your lives a little, and bring a smile to your face. thank you very much!!! (≧◇≦)
Imagine your relationship with Chris being in the limelight.
A/N: Part 2, yay! As always, I hope this little fluff piece brings a smile to your face. 😊 You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’ and ‘Little Ways Away’ - Masterlist; ‘She Said Yes: Part 1’)
You chewed on your left thumbnail and tapped your right foot, anxiously and impatiently waiting for Chris’ FaceTime call. He’d texted you while you were in class, a text that held four simple but angsty words: “We need to talk.” You hated those four words when they had no context and you had no clue what the two of you needed to talk about. Things between the two of you since the engagement were back to being extraordinary; no disagreements, no fights, no misunderstandings. You were even in Atlanta over the weekend; a belated birthday celebration where you spent time with him and met his cast in person. Everything was perfect, so what could he possibly needed to talk to you about? Was he having doubts about marrying you? There was no way, he’d made it pretty clear he wanted to and was ready to. The anxiety was definitely eating you up, and if he didn’t call soon- you were going to call him first.
The front door swung open and Ava burst through, panting as though she’d just ran ten blocks. You looked up from your laptop and narrowed your eyes at the magazine she was holding up while she tried to catch her breath. Was that- “I know what Chris wants to talk to you about,” she blurted all in one breath. Just as she did, your MacBook started ringing; it was Chris calling. “Is that Chris? Answer it,” she instructed as she rushed to your side. You felt your jaw tighten as you answered the call, hoping your fiancé- who agreed things between the two of you were to be kept away from the limelight and under the radar until you graduated- had a good explanation for why the two of you were on the front page of US Weekly.
“Hey, baby,” Chris greeted you with a smile that hid his angst. He, too, had been having a hard time since he sent the 'we-need-to-talk’ text, especially when he was the reason the two of you needed to talk. “How’s your day been? You look gre-”
“Cut the crap, Evans,” Ava cut him off, holding up the magazine; Chris screwed his eyes shut, letting out a sigh. “She knows, we all know. It’s not just US Weekly, by the way,” she whispered to you and you scoffed at Chris, who was staring at Ava to stop talking. “Some of our Tumblr friends are um- freaking out, to say the least. You’re also all over-”
“Ava?” Chris interjected and Ava turned away from you to look at him. “Can I please talk to my fiancée in private?” Ava pressed her lips together and nodded, lowering the magazine onto the table as she left for her room. “Look, sweetheart,” he began as you picked up the magazine, shaking your head in disbelief at the title: 'Chris Evans announces his engagement to nineteen year old.’ “I know how it looks, but- it was an accident, I swear.”
“How do you accidentally announce an engagement, Christopher?”
“Oh wow, you’re using 'Christopher’. You’re definitely mad,” he mumbled then pressed his lips together when you shot him your death-defying stare that screamed “obviously I’m mad!” He sighed, knowing he’d broken the promise he made to you. But you had to know he didn’t do it on purpose. “I just- it slipped, Y/N. I was doing an on-set interview and they asked if I had anyone special waiting on me at home- you know, like they always do- and Mackie mentioned your name and I- I said 'yeah, I’m definitely missing my fiancée’ and- things snowballed from there.” You sighed, but you knew it was an accident now. “I am so sorry, I know this makes things very difficult for you.”
“Yes, it does,” you frowned at him and he sighed again. “Look- having people find out that I was your friend was overwhelming enough,” you reminded him of the beginning and he nodded. “Then people found out I was your girlfriend and that was-” you huffed, “insane, but still somehow manageable because we didn’t publicly confirm anything.” He nodded again, knowing exactly where you were going. “But Chris- this is you officially, and publicly, labeling me as your fiancée. I don’t even want to imagine what people are going to say, what’s-” you held up the magazine, “in this magazine. I mean- they didn’t even give me a name, just 'nineteen year old’.”
“Your name is inside, and on other…” He trailed off when he saw your stare had returned. “Yeah, but that’s not your point.” You nodded with tightly pursed lips. “I am really sorry, Y/N. See,” a small, cheeky smile appeared on his lips, “I know your name.” A weary chuckle escaped your throat which calmed Chris slightly. “Believe me, sweetheart. Soon it won’t be 'Chris Evans announces engagement to nineteen year old’, it’ll be 'Y/N Y/L/N marries redundant Captain America star’.”
“You’ll never be redundant,” you told him with a small smile.
“And you’re going to be a superstar,” he told you with a big grin.
“You’re not getting out of this so easily, Evans,” you chuckled when you realized what he was doing. He bit back his smile, nodding though he knew he would. “We’re going to have to talk about this, you’re going to have to help me figure out how to live life under the public eye.” He nodded, and you heaved a loud, dramatic sigh; he winced with a small, apologetic smile. “I guess I might as well get used to it now,” you groaned monotonously, making Chris laugh.
“It’s really not that bad,” he tried to console you.
“Says the man who loves his job, but hates the limelight.”
“You’re going to be fine,” he assured you. “You are so much stronger than me, so much better with being under the public eye. I mean- you look good all the time,” he complimented and you tried not to smile because once again, you knew what he was doing. “When we walk side by side on the street, people often mistake you for being the famous one.” You rolled your eyes because that only happened once; someone thought you were an actress and Chris was your bodyguard. “You’re going to be fine. It’s going to be hard at first, but soon everyone will see how amazing you are and understand that I’m the lucky one in the relationship.”
“I can’t wait to go back on Tumblr,” you said with a sarcastic enthusiasm and Chris chuckled. “You do realize most of my followers know what I look like, right? I bet you my inbox is going to be filled with questions and messages to pass on to you and- definitely hate mail, I’m going to be hated by so many people.” He tried to speak, but he couldn’t before you asserted, “so many, Chris.”
“I can’t imagine how anyone could hate you, darling.”
“That’s because you’re in-love with me, Chris,” you frowned.
“Exactly,” he smiled and you sighed, knowing he was right before he even got his point out. “I love you, that is all that matters- all that should matter. Who cares what dumb magazine is writing about? Who cares what strangers who don’t know anything about us think? Our friends and families approve, we approve. I mean- we are what matters here, Y/N. So pop on a hat and some sunglasses, say nothing, stay away from the tabloids, and live your life as you’ve always lived it.”
You said nothing for a while, just watched your handsome fiancé’s face in the computer screen as he smiled at you. Finally, “okay, fine.” His smile widened. “But don’t think you’re completely off the hook, 'cause you’re not.” He chuckled and nodded in acknowledgment. “If things get too overwhelming, I’m going to hate and blame you.”
“As long as you still marry me,” he winked, “I really don’t care.”
Lately, I have received several messages here on tumblr asking: How do
you do it? How do you colour gifs? What? How? Whaaat? So… I decided to share
some of my deepest secrets and commonly used technics with you. Be my guest.