i deleted the first post by mistake

Time Out.

Hi. Jakei here. The real one.

I’m gonna delete the latest posts because this silly game is over. I learned something about this…”kind” of excersise. It was funny, but very serious as well..

Let’s get straight to the point.

In three days Underverse will have one year since I created the first animation, the pilot showing my favorite Sanses from de AUs. 

When I had the chance I tried to said all time this project started as a mistake, like a lucky moment to show people my love for art and videogames. But I learned to stop calling this story like that. Is just something that came up to my mind and made me feel more confident to do something I love with the chance to earn money with this to accomplish my goal to have my own house where I can live in peace with my only family that is my mother.

That’s my main goal. So, don’t think the rushers and haters are making me feel bad and forcing me to quit. I had to deal with real rude and evil people before, getting paid for being humillated from Mondays to Saturdays and coming back home crying because of a real stressing and miserable situation. I don’t think this is the same case here. I’m not receiving money from them. I keep with this because is a way when I can reach my goal giving love to my current job as a independent artist.

The latest posts were just for joking but I realized that some people was taking it too seriously. I’m very, very sorry for worrying you, but also I want to thank you for supporting me. Please don’t hate people who was involved into that shitpost, and don’t hate people who are really trying to hurt me. I don’t want you get hurt or having a bad time trying to defend me. 

Unlike other cases similar to this one. I learned to stop worrying about this. I prefer ignore this or even taking this with humor like I did this week for distract myself in some way due the delay of Underverse 0.3 has been a bit stressful to me because I’ll continue animating until the video is released. Stereohead Studios has also many important things to do so blaming someone is just useless and unfair.

Something that I’ve learned from other big artists that I admire with all my soul like Crayon Queen and Myebi/ Comyet… is that we have enough living hard situations in this world, in our personal lives, and the less thing we can do as recognized artists in this fandom is trying to make our blogs a nice place and spread positive feelings despite hatred and the amount of terrible asks people make to them, because we’re motivating people and teaching kindness and respect to each other.  Not for nothing exists options on this platforms to avoid those bad comments. Is a waste of time crying and messing up your entire day because two or three guys said something that could hurt you. 

Is not that hard when you’re used to it.

Those guys don’t even know you and You don’t know them. So… man… why even waste your thoughts and feelings when you can keep working on your own stuff and improving your skills? Making a space for you and your fans to laugh, to smile, to show you how far have you came because of their support.

You’re doing something you love and that matter. Probably others not, probably they won’t have to deal with this style of life. And I’m sure many of us started to be recognized thanks to this fandom. Everyone started with a little level or we was too shy to show our stuff. 

Drawing well, animating well, telling amazing stories won’t decide your happiness if you’re not happy, if you don’t try to trust happiness and show them that you’re really fighting for that.

If you feel your blogs or another places with things like “uuh I don’t like this thing i made” “I suck” “this person told me that and i’m so upset i hate them” “that person made something terrible go and hurt them because them deserve it” “i love what i do but my life is hell” “i’m tired of x and y because they want z” … things can’t change in your life if you don’t start by yourself.

I thought many times about cancel Underverse and leave this fandom, not only because of haters and stuff. It was because I was judged by many of other big artists that doesn’t like this kind of fandoms and are working in their own projects. I thought it was unfair because I was getting recognition because something that I didn’t create. I just created a fan story. 

I’m pretty sure when I post the next animation the chaos will be back again but I don’t even care. I don’t have 100k yet so I don’t have a multitude telling me what to do and asking me when. Anyway, if I had them, I wouldn’t still care. Because I have clear what to do and how to make it works. I’m not here just for teaching people how to draw or animate. I’m here too for showing them how to be nice and patient and how those two things can bring you to a better way to see the world. 

That we are real, nice people and we’re having fun, putting effort and love when we’re making something for you. Fandom or not fandom content.

Have a nice day.

And XGaster.

To the corner. Right nao.


SMTOWN x LINES: Leader Line


their dynamic is largely unexplored but the possibilities……………….endless

edit: ive been made aware since i first posted this that the joke ‘vagitarian’ is insensitive towards trans women. ive written an apology here, and decided not to delete the original post because it feels like sweeping my mistakes under the rug. im trying to do better, i hope you all can understand. 


Hey guys! i have some really important news for all of you so i really need your attention right now.

about a day or two ago requested my followers to send fluffy klance prompts to my inbox, and while it has been pretty nice and all, sadly some of the content sent is, as it turns out, offensive and disrespectful to some individuals. i wasn’t aware of this fact, and sadly allowed the ask to be posted. this could be an easy fix if the ask hadn’t of gotten so many notes, but unfortunately it’s gotten out of hand now. (i’m pretty sure it’s almost up to 500 notes now :( )

this is the post i am talking about. someone pointed out how the idea that a disability (such as deafness) needing to be cured in order to achieve a happy relationship is an abliest idea and shouldn’t be tolerated (because this suggests that those who are deaf are “broken” and need to be “fixed”, which isn’t the case at all.)

with that said, i would like to ask anyone who comes across the original post to not reblog it/like it so we can avoid spreading these kinds of ideals in the fandom. i would also like to ask anyone who has reblogged it to go back and delete it off their blog, if they are willing. (i plan to delete the original post as well so people can’t rb it from the source anymore.)

i know none of you meant any ill intentions by sharing the post, and neither did i. however sometimes we can hurt people without meaning to. in order to make things right, we must own up to our mistakes even if our intention wasn’t bad in the first place. i hope you can understand! (please do not take this as me pointing fingers at anyone, i’m the one to be at fault here because i allowed the ask to be posted on my blog, thus giving people the implication that it was okay to allow these type of ideals. if anyone is to blame here, it’s me.)

one final thing i would like to ask, is if you guys could share this post by reblogging it or linking it to anyone you know who rb’d the post so people can see this and be aware of the situation. it would really help out a ton.

thank you for reading this and i hope you have a nice day!

baddrummerboy15  asked:

I must ask this question... Have you ever felt like giving up on the comic?

Actually this is really funny because this is one of our inside jokes. Before we had Anna helping us with grammar/spelling, we usually spotted mistakes (and they were pretty big ones!) after posting a pageset. Which did cause some distress and a rush to fix it before it got too many reblogs with the mistakes on it. Our reactions were like this:

After the first two or so times, we started screaming “That’s it, we’re deleting the blog. I quit!” And it just became our joke for every time we made a big mistake.

We’ve had other inside jokes. But this one is probably my favorite just because of how stupidly dramatic we made it out to be.

((if you see a mistake on an old reblog, check the originals first. It might be one of those mistakes that weren’t found until it was far too late… but we fixed it anyway.))

But to answer your question, we never seriously considered quitting the comic. We want to see our stories through to the end. Or where ever we decide the end is!

Samuel L Jackson criticises casting of black British actors in American films

ok i kiiiiinda see his point especially with african american historical figures… but the thing is all british actors are highly desirable in america because they are better trained. not saying americans don’t have drama schools but there is a difference between them and the big, prestigious drama schools in london, in fairness. british actors tend to be classically trained and highly versatile in both stage and screen. so they are in very high demand over there.

second point to say is that black british actors tend to go to america because there is not enough roles for them here, and that’s very sad. it is still extremely difficult for people like idris elba, john boyega and chiwetel ejiofor (who are amazing, we can all agree on that) to have longlasting careers in britain alone. so that’s something that definitely needs fixing over here. but i am hesitant to fully agree with SLJ since i rep our black british actors so hard and think they need recognition and opportunities to showcase their talent too. i don’t want them to be out of a job :(

what does everyone else think?

EDIT (IMPORTANT): i wrote the below post in response to one of the many comments taking issue with the idea that african american actors are ‘poorly trained’. i feel utterly mortified thinking that people think that’s what people thought i was saying here. having read many of the comments i now see that i came across as a right dick in my first post so please read below and comment if there is anything else in the post you take an issue with!!! not going to delete it though because i think sometimes on this website it’s good to show that you make mistakes and you have blind spots even when you think you are pretty aware of representation issues and so on, but that you can learn and develop your thinking by accepting your mistakes and taking on board what people FROM THAT COMMUNITY tell you. appreciate all the comments on this post and please keep them coming!!

“looking back at my first post i think it was both badly worded (the general thrust was meant to be about why americans might prefer british actors but i accept that it didn’t come across clearly) and also had a hefty dose of snootiness about british drama institutions that were both uncritical and unnecessary. i fully accept that and would like to apologise as i can’t in any sense claim deep knowledge of american versus british drama schools so really that was just quite silly and i regret that.

i hope that you can see though that this uncritical fawning of british drama education was in no way meant to be a put down of african american actors as being ‘poorly trained’, and somehow not deserving of the roles black british actors get. i can’t stress this enough because it could not be further from my thinking and i would hate if my original comments came across as a snide towards african american actors, or as me trying to pit the two against each other. that was not my intention at all.

i absolutely, 100% accept that many, many black actors in america are higly trained yet still not getting the recognition and roles they deserve. black british actors have the same problem and they both have to navigate through a racist industry. however i dont think black british actors need to get the slack for a racist film industry and not pursue roles in the biggest film industry in the world. american casting directors love the brits for whatever reason and i dont see why black british actors shouldn’t go for those roles if they can. that was my only point – in no way was it meant as a comment about ‘poorly trained’ african-american actors. i do not think at all, hell no.

if anything, my thinking stems primarily from a desire to fight the corner of black, working class actors like john boyega and idris elba who work fucking hard and are amazing and deserve every role they can get. this is in contrast to the utterly vile trend of extremely posh and privileged white, male actors like benedict fuckface making it big in america for literally no apparent reason, above actually talented actors like idris and john who are frustrated by lack of opportunities for people of colour in their home country. i hope this has clarified my viewpoint a bit as i would feel utterly mortified if what people took from my post was a put down of black american actors.”


I loved this hc so much <3 (I know Yurio looks tiny but that’s just the way the drawing came out lol) But yeah I can totally see this happening..

(I wanted to post the comic in an answer but it didn’t look good so I had to delete it and create a new post ): )

Connor Murphy(DEH) imagine-Beautiful


A/N: Thank you anon for this request! I had a great time writing this and I probably can’t think of something like this myself!

description: A shy photographer took a photo of Connor because it was way too aesthetically pleasing to pass up.

The camera itself was not alive, but the way you uncontrollably lifted the machine and focused on the boy in front of you made you wonder if it had a mind of its own, because you would not have dared to take a photo of Connor Murphy. To be fair, you never had the guts to take a picture of anyone but it is Connor Murphy, the guy who literally threw a printer at some teacher once, so there must be an unexplained supernatural power urging you to do it, to secretly capture the beauty in front of your own eyes.

You seldom took this path but you are more than glad that there was a construction on your usual route, leading you to stumble across this alleyway. Here, you saw Connor, leaning against a wall with his eyes closed, slowly breathing out a swirl of smoke. For some reason, you were mesmerized. You had seen people smoke before but not like this. Somehow, he looked serene, like time had stopped for him. You didn’t know how to explain but it was beautiful. He was beautiful. And it is a photographer’s instinct to capture what’s beautiful through their lens.

You got home and immediately went onto your laptop. You owned a photography blog and you share wharever aesthetically pleasing shots you managed to take. You had no hesitation posting plain landscapes or common sunsets, but you were torn about whether or not to upload probably your best work yet, that photo of Connor.

You should not do it, your mind told you, because it would cause huge trouble if he found out. But the more you stare at it, the more you want to let the world know about it, about how beautiful he could be with the smoke and rare calmness. And that’s when your rationality gave in and clicked “post”.

The next morning, you woke up to the beeping noises of your phone. Should have turned it off, you thought. Annoyed, you grabbed it to see what was going on and you were shocked by the display on your screen. That photo of Connor Murphy was being shared and shared and now on everyone’s feed. If it was any other of your work going viral, you would have been overwhelmed with joy but you couldn’t be more worried. Heck, what if he confront you about it? What can you do? Well, no use worrying now, everybody had seen it and he probably did too. Fingers cross that you will not run into him.

It was already noon and nothing happened, maybe you could at least make it through one school day. “Hey!” You froze upon hearing the familiar voice. Connor looked just as pissed as you imagine him to be. You lowered your head, not dare to meet his gaze. “What the hell is wrong with you?” He yelled, “You think that is okay? Taking pictures of people without even letting them know?” Intimidated, you stuttered, “I… I mean… I was….” “What are you even trying to say” Connor glared at you, obviously annoyed.

“I’m so sorry that I took a photo of you without telling but it was so beautiful, you were so beautiful, I…I mean the view, the… Forget it, I’m so sorry and I’ll delete it.“ You blurted. Connor’s eyes widened. He tried to say something but you were panicking way too much to stay any longer and sprinted through the hallway.

Your mind went blank as you collapsed on your bed, trying not to think about what had happened. You knew it was a terrible mistake, you never should have posted it. Heck, you should not have taken the photo in the first place. While you were deep in your thoughts, your phone on the bedside table vibrated.

You have one message from Zoe Murphy

You barely knew Zoe and you two didn’t share any classes, so this can only mean one thing.

-Hey. This is Zoe, Connor’s sister. I saw what happened in the hallway today.

>I’m really sorry about the photo. I really am.

-I don’t know how to tell you this but he does not mean it that way. He just doesn’t know how to handle his feelings so please talk to him.

You had no idea what Zoe was talking about, he was absolutely furious today. But you did want to explain yourself and it would have been a lot easier if what she said was true.

>I don’t really get it, but thx anyways

The next day, you walked into the school building and immediately searched for Connor. As scared as you were, you wanted to do the right thing, or at least apoligize without sounding like a babbling mess.

There was nobody in the corridor, maybe you were too early. “Hey.” Connor’s voice startled you and you tried not to panic. He looked a lot gentler, with a glint of nervousness in his eyes. But why? You were the one who did something wrong. “Look, about the photo…”

“I’m sorry I yelled at you yesterday, I did not mean to sound so harsh.” “Well, I would have been just as pissed if a photo of me suddenly went viral. I’m really sorry.”

“No no no, you don’t understand. I was irritated because I did not want you to see me like that.”
“Like the weed-smoking, class-skipping, self-hating mess that I am. I wanted to be somewhat a better person, at least in front of the girl I like.” He said, with some sort of sorrow in his expressions.
You were shoked by what he said, that what you found breathtaking was seen as a mess. “But you were so… I mean, weed is bad for you but you were so beautiful at that moment and… And… You like me? And… Just…” Your plan of not panicking failed already but it was nothing comparing to how you felt like you heart skipped a beat as the boy’s lips connected with yours. You placed you hand on his neck, pulling him closer.

Connor wrapped his arms around you and you rested your head on his shoulders. “I understand the feeling of wanting to capture something beautiful. I feel the urge to do that every time I saw you.” Connor said with a grin and even smirked a bit when he saw the redness on your cheeks.
“But for real though, have you consider quiting weed?”
“Thought you said I looked beautiful smoking?”
“Yeah, but it is bad for you. Besides, you are pretty photogenic with or without the smoke.” And then it was Connor’s turn to blush.


There we go…

243 FOLLOWERS ART RAFFLE!!!!(I got mistakes at the first pic I post,I accidentally put 234 followers,but really is 243 😓)

This is the third art raffle!!!
I think this time is special,cause there got ‘Bonus!’,and I have to say…

The second art raffle prizes of mine will be delete/remove/cancer,I can’t use computer much so please understood…

Gotta say GOOD LUCK YA ALL!!!
If there something that you don’t understand PLEASE “ASK” ME!!!!
Cause I was busy and I can’t even think….

Deadline : May 16

Latest Deadline : May 17 or May 18 0w0

Winners will have 20,plus with bonus will be 22 QWQ I will be dead soon if the winner bonus choose the first prize…

Good luck again!!!
(Tell me if I miss anything…)

[banging table] okcupid! it’s been eight years! you guys have more data now! give us the more data!

also I went and edited the post on poly simulation because based on the way women message men and vice versa, the gale-shapley pairing algorithm with men as suitors makes way more sense – I mean, look at this 

Women as rated by men have an attractiveness curve that looks pretty normal. The interest men show in women is generally linear for all but the most attractive 15% of women. I’m dying to know what this looks like when it’s rated by women.

Men as rated by women have an attractiveness curve skewed way left, i.e. women think the majority of men are below average looking.

I misunderstood what these graphs were representing when I first made the post, and drew a conclusion that is no longer valid based on that misunderstanding! I’ve deleted my reasoning (it’s in the reblog chain) and have replaced it with this message. Thanks to thenightetc for pointing out my mistake. I’m leaving the speculation about why men and women rate each other so differently, because that’s unrelated to the stuff I was wrong about and is fascinating.

Re: the difference in the way men and women rate each other – the way the majority of men get lumped into meh territory – is this a quality of how men view women (okcupid blog writer thinks so), or a quality of how the human brain thinks about beauty and sexual dimorphism? Based on my own brain I’m leaning towards the latter, because women on average seem okay looking and there are lots of women who make me go ooooh, but in terms of physical attractiveness the majority of men on the street are comparatively underwhelming. I notice 10 really nice looking women per day when I go outdoors, vs 1~2 men. And I lean pretty straight.

Enjoltaire - Painting

Grantaire wasn’t much of a painter. Not enough patience to study the complex techniques and he had a habit to waste his money on other things than the equipment. He sighed deeply and took a mouthful of his cheap wine, squinting at the sketch in front of him, only illuminated by a candle, because he was fucking pathetic like that. Charcoal, a completly different medium. His favourite, maybe because it fit his own personality so well. Black or white, nothing in between. He had always been attracted by extrems. Grantaire sighed again and rubbed his hurting neck. And maybe that was the problem as well with his latest sketch: his subject was too multi-layered. Black and white wasn’t enough to capture all the qualities and features, not in the slightest. But Jesus, he hadn’t touched colours for quite a time…
Grantaire smoothed the corners of his sketch book and closed his tired eyes. There he was, burned into the inside of his lids, in bright colours. In all his blood-red fury for social justice, all the sun-yellow affectionate glow for his friends and all the shades of purple fitting his usual concentrated calm. He could not NOT draw him or else he wouldn’t leave from inside his head and he would never find sleep. Again.
He didn’t sleep properly for days and weeks, since he came to Paris. Beautiful, animated Paris with all its cafés and charming places. But for him, there was something unsettling about the city. He couldn’t quite place the finger on it, but… Sometimes a face in the crowd could shake him to his bones. The sight of certain streets could make him spill tears, buildings could make him smile like a mad man. Most exhausting were the dreams: They were full of chaos, despair and yelling. And of course this face of a man he never met, but had somehow memorised by heart.
Grantaire stood up heavily and searched his cupboards for his most vibrant colours. He was so very tired, he almost fell of the chair as he was browsing the top shelfs standing on his tiptoes. There they were, oil paints, bought in a period of brief inspiration and then never touched again and almost forgotten. He weighed them in his hands, everything that happened afterwards disappeared in the haze of his clouded mind. Maybe it was the wine’s fault or maybe he was capable of sleepdrawing after all, weirder things had happened to him by far.
He came to his senses, as the morning light flooded his kitchen in golden rays. With a growl Grantaire lifted his head off the table and rubbed his tired and bleary eyes. A second was spent by looking at the colourful tips of his locks. Red, yellow, purple, the shades of a sun set. Did he try to dye it? No, he must have fallen asleep too close to the palette. His glance grazed the paper in front of him, filled with spiraling colours, forming the shape of a familiar body, well known posture of shoulders and a face that had accompanied him for days and months. Grantaire touched the dried streaks of colours that twirled into a crown of glowing hair, softly followed the line of intense eyebrows and caressed the open, beautiful and more relaxed curves of the lips. It got worse every night. This face who haunted him, it became more concrete, more defined every night. He had to paint it, over and over again. And he didn’t even know his name.

Edit: Well, shit. Tumblr is still a mystery to me, I accidently posted too early. Goddammit!!

anonymous asked:

hi! ur psd/coloring for odaat is gorgeous! do u mind sharing it or at least one similar, please? it's okay if u want to keep it private :)

Hey! So I didn’t save any of my psds and I made a new one. PLEASE NOTE this won’t just work on any scene without any adjustments. I’m adding a mini tutorial under the cut to help you with adjusting things :p (I’ll also add how I did the yellows in this set, but it won’t look exactly the same bc I used this base with adjustments on that set, v1 of the pack) 

I put a lot of time in making this psd and tutorial SO PLEASE like/reblog if you save the psd/if this is useful for you… If more people download the psd than there’s notes on this post, I’ll delete it. DOWNLOAD IT HERE 

Apparently people can’t be decent and like/reblog a post, so you’ll have to come ask me for this psd now :) just send me a message off anon after liking/reblogging this post

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in six simple steps:

i. remind yourself of every time he kissed you
when you were too sad for it. think of how
you tried to explain the hollowness you could hear
inside of your limbs but he just asked if that meant
no more sex. remind yourself of every time you
went dark for no reason but he still couldn’t tell
you were suffering. remind yourself of the times you
swallowed down your darkness just because you didn’t
want to bother him.

ii. write your name out with his last name attached. realize
you would have given up who you are for him. realize it
takes you away from yourself. realize your initials don’t
look right anymore. realize that in the end, you kept who you are.
realize you didn’t give him everything. you don’t have
to start over from nothing. write out your relationship
in red pen. circle the problems. highlight them. write
bad poetry and call your blog something dramatic and enigmatic
like “red blood, black ink,” maybe you’ll find out that what you
have to say people want to read maybe you’ll find better support
for your art than he ever gave maybe you’ll find that
creation makes you happy in some small way. write him
out of your veins.

iii. cry, drink whiskey, cry, eat ice cream. i know your insides
feel ugly, but trust me, dress nicely. wear thigh highs out to get
coffee, wink at truck drivers, get nasty. paint your lips red.
wear your hair out of your face. feel beautiful for
four minutes. at the five minute mark, you can go back home
and lay down until your heart stops hurting. don’t cry, you’ve got
on good makeup. drink milk, your liver is going to thank you.
call your mom. go shopping. pick out a whole new wardrobe
he’s never seen. get something in every colour. i recommend
marshall’s, they have lacy bras for like a dollar. buy eight. drink
vodka. go out and party. show off your g-string. feel
wanted again.

iv. keep your eyes closed when you are trying to sleep. do not reach for him. get a dog or a cat or a lizard if you can’t be alone. find out that animals love with less conditions and more honesty.
count stars. count cars. count raindrops. replay bioshock, go out
and buy it if you don’t have it. replay portal, it’s phenomenal and
you know it. replay the things you said and realize you
really aren’t the one to blame for all of this. replay his last
good voicemail and then erase it. take a deep breath and select every text. delete all of them. do not read them first, you will
feel each word like knives. if you do make the mistake
of reliving what he said, try reading it aloud in a mocking
tone. i find childish mimicry is often quite soothing. when
he posts things on facebook, close your eyes, close the tab,
close the laptop. go for a walk even though it’s too cold. maybe
get a second cat. there’s always room for a second cat.

v. whenever you are sad, wash your hands. my mother says
being clean is the most powerful pick-me-up in the whole
universe. go shower until your fingertips wrinkle up.
get new sheets with a higher thread count than you really need. renovate your apartment, it will make you feel like your insides are shifting around too. renovate you. cut off your hair, dye it, get a tattoo, pierce your ears or septum or where the sun don’t shine. go punk rock for however long you want to be punk rock, realize you’re not quite confrontational enough for a mosh pit but you like their music, go indie, go k-pop, go crazy. why the fuck not. whenever you are sad, find ten new songs. whenever you are sad, text a friend and ask how they’re doing.
whenever you see a couple in public, do
not think of him. think of mopping. wash your insides. be clean,
but totally have sex in a public restroom. whenever you are sad,
paint your nails and then take a shower. watch the colour flake
off, sigh, repaint them. change your outfit. whenever you are
sad, call your mother or your sister or someone else you love.
if you have no one, call my mother, she’s super nice but she’ll
totally make you clean the house until you feel better although to
be honest, it will actually make you feel better.

vi. breathe. breathe. breathe. you’ll get there eventually.

—  “How to get over him.” /// r.i.d | inkskinned

I get a lot of asks asking for advice on writing and starting a blog and whatnot, and I felt like I was always repeating myself so I’m just making one big masterpost of it that I can link people to. This is basically of a smorgasbord of things I do and things I learned from the College Writing/Intro to Fiction course I took this past year. We gonna cover characterization and description, imagine specific advice, and starting an imagines blog on tumblr. :D

Let’s gooooo!

(All the little writing examples I’m putting in here are just stuff I made up on the spot. They aren’t from anything.)

General Writing


Dialogue is a very important part of the story, yes, but it’s the descriptions that really bring it to life. You have to set the scene for your story. Describe the area your characters are in. One of my favorite things to do is focus on one specific aspect or aesthetic of the area and really nail that description. That allows the reader to kind of form their own image with things that are significant to them and their experiences.  Focus on the senses when describing anything, especially scenery. How does the wind feel on the character’s face?  Are they hearing the sounds of a creek or a busy street or nothing at all? Does the flavor of strawberry explode on their tongue or is it subtle tang the tingles their throat as they swallow? 

In general writing, something you really want to describe is characters (this is different for writing imagines, but we’ll get to that). These are the things that are specific and unique to your story. People don’t fill gaps of character description as well as they do of scenery descriptions. There’s direct characterization and indirect characterization. Both are fine.

Direct characterization is something. “He had light eyes and dark hair. He was clearly one of those boys that knew they were attractive and used it to make their ends meet.” You are flat out describing the characters looks and personality.

Indirect characterization is more like. “Her stubbornness got the best of her.” or “ ‘I think you’d like this place,’ he said, ‘It seems right up the alley of a pretentious artist like you.’” You’re revealing things about the character, almost without the reader even realizing it. 

Indirect characterization can be harder, but it’s majorly worth it to practice your skills at that. Stories that start out like “My name is Rachel. I have purple hair, green eyes, and freckles. I love writing and music. I was walking to school one day…” Like please no. I’m sorry if you’ve written stories like that, and I’m offending you, but we all have areas where we can improve. 

Really good mix of direct and indirect is good. Most often in stories (from first person perspective especially) the protagonist/narrator of the story is described through indirect characterization because it’s from their perspective; they know themselves the don’t need to describe themselves. The main character will, however, use direct characterization to describe the antagonist or deuteragonist, especially if it’s someone they are meeting for the first time.

Emotions are another thing that are very important to describe. You could also take a direct and indirect approach to this, but it’s flipped. The narrator/perspective knows their emotions most of the time, so they will say. “I felt my anger growing.” “The whole thing made me anxious.” However, it’s harder to read others emotion so you might say, “He furrowed his brow as he looked at her.” “She spoke in a condescending tone.” Hint are their emotions with their body language. Bonus points if you can get the right amount subtly where the reader knows the other characters emotions, but the protagonist doesn’t. It’s hard to do that without out the reader looking like an oblivious idiot, but it can be done by describing a character’s body language, facial expressions, and movements.

Again, use senses to describe emotions. Are they angry? Then their body feels hot and their shaking. Are they nervous? Their stomach is churning and their chest is tight. Are they shocked? They probably can’t breath and their limbs feel numb. Think about what happens to your body when you feel a certain way, and expresses that in your writing. 


This is key in your stories. Keep your language true to yourself and your characters. Thesauruses are great, but don’t overuse them. People can see right through you if you use a big fancy word every paragraph and they start to get annoyed and think you or your characters are pretentious. Nothing brings someone out of a story more than thinking, “What does that word even mean?” every ten pages. 

ANALOGIES. Metaphors. Similies. They can be so amazing if done right. Again, like big fancy words, you can’t over do it or your writing comes off annoying and pretentious to most normal people, but in a tasteful amount, they can really add some spice to your stories. Analogies are fabulous because they relate the situation at hand to other real world experiences and knowledge. Ex. “He was an iceberg in the middle of the ocean and she was about to crash headfirst.” and “The sound of their voices ripped through the air like gunshots.” sounds so much cooler than, “She was falling for him, and it wasn’t good.” and “They all shouted at me.” ya feel?


I don’t get the chance to do this as much as I would like because I have a lot of writing to do so I usually speed read and scan for spelling mistakes and then publish. If you’re super serious about what your writing re-read it at least twice. Don’t just fix the grammar; look for plotholes and places where your could delete a redundant sentence or two.

They absolute best way to improve your story is to complete re-write it. Print out a copy of your work. Put it in front of your computer. Re-type every single sentence. You’ll realize things that don’t make sense. You’ll add in some metaphors or stronger imagery. You see opportunities to foreshadow and blow people’s minds. I don’t so this with my imagines, but if I were writing a short story for class or something. Re freaking write it. 

Imagine Writing Advice

First and foremost, do not feel pressure to write anything you don’t want to. Some blogs will write smut, that doesn’t mean you have to. Someone might request something for a ship you don’t like or don’t much about, you don’t have to write it. You retain the right to decline requests, but always do so respectfully.


Remember how I said you want to describe your characters with as much detail as possible. This isn’t true for imagines. If you are writing something in second person, you are writing about someone you don’t know, so don’t try to describe them. Unless a specific aspect of them is central to the story, the only things you should write are Y/N and Y/L/N. None of this “Your hair color”, “Your eye color”, “Your favorite food” shit. I roll my eyes every time I see this. The reader knows who they are; they’ll fill in the blanks themselves without you having to put the blanks in. It really pulls someone out of the story if they have to describe themselves. You need to make your reader as generic as possible so that anybody can put themselves into your story. You can compensate by describing Davee- I mean, your other character super well. 

Since you are writing about characters that you didn’t make yourself, you have to really know the character. Make their reactions something you believe that character would actually do or say. Get to know the character inside and before writing them so that you can do their original creator justice. People will love your story ten times more if it’s believable.


Get the Grammarly extension for Chrome y’all. Chrome automatically downloaded it for me and it used to PISS ME OFF (still does sometimes but it’s worth it). Now that I’m writing regularly, however, it’s a life saver. It makes it ten times easier to edit your work faster. It highlights spelling mistakes AND grammar mistakes like forgetting an apostrophe or an article, or using the wrong “there”. Like I said, I try to re-read my imagine at least once before I post it just to polish things over. 

Don’t rush yourself, and don’t be afraid to start over. I deleted like half of my first Daveed imagine because I decided I didn’t like it, and I could do better. There is 100% always room for improvement; you just have to be willing to put the work in. 

Managing an Imagines Blog

Starting a Blog

Originally posted by jimmyfungus

People always ask me, “I want to start an imagines blog but I don’t know how.” 

First, click on new blog. 

Second, pick a username. 

Third, write. 

You aren’t going to get requests right away, so take the time write your own ideas. My first Laf fic and Blessings were a story I  wrote when I didn’t have any requests (lol hard to believe there was a time like that right?) 

TAGS TAGS TAGS. I say this all the time. They are the best way to get your blog noticed. For example, this is what tags on a Laf imagine might look like:

#lafayette #marquisdelafayette #lafayette imagine #marquis de lafayette imagine #lafayette x reader #marquis de lafayette x reader #lafayette fanfiction #daveed diggs #hamilton #hamilton imagine #imagines blog #hamilton fanfiction #lafayette fluff

See all that? That will get people to see your work, for sure. There’s no such thing as over tagging (be careful though, Lin checks his tumblr tag and we all know how that goes).

Reblog one of the many prompt lists floating around. It makes it easier for people to request stuff. 


Once the requests start coming in, stay on top of them. My system is copying and pasting the request into a list of newest at the bottom. I write in and order of requested first, written first, because that feels courteous to me. That’s just my method, you definitely don’t have to that. 

I usually write about one imagine a day depending on how busy I am. Work at your own pace. You could write an imagine a week. You’ll figure out what works best for you. 

You might end up drowning in 50+ request like yours truly. Don’t freak out! Take it a fic a time. I like to look at a request and see if there’s another one further down on my list that I can combine. For example: The Lafayette fluff I’m taking a break from writing right now is a combination of two requests that had nothing to do with each other. 

One wanted Lafayette and reader as friends with prompts like “Come over here and make me.” and “I’ve loved you for years.” 

The other wanted a Laf fic where he’s besties with the reader and there playing around and Lafayette tackles her and gets caught up in the moment. 

SO I shoved them into the same fic. Two birds with one stone. 

You can ALWAYS close requests until you catch up; there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that.

Lastly, and most importantly, 


Be polite when turning down requests. Tell your followers you love them because they’re the reason your there. Talk to and get to know them. Always be kind and patient with people. 


About my past behavior

I could’ve posted this on my personal blog but I never want to see what’s inside that blog ever again. It’s old and cringe-worthy and probably contains regrettable stuff I did.

You might know me as the developer of a Yume Nikki fangame called Mizu, which had my face, except distorted and blacked out, all over the game. It was a huge mistake that I put myself out there like that in such a conservative fandom. It was not a good first impression on the community, it was the first of many mistakes.

You might also know me as that person who posted offensive reviews of not-so-great Yume Nikki fangames on his blog and continued to do so until I made the mistake of posting on Uboachan and bandwagon-ing on the hate on Wakana Nikki, a not-so-good YNFG, and got called out on my bullcrap. I got so embarrassed that I deleted everything I had on the internet and wrote something incredibly ridiculous on my Wikia page. There’s other obnoxious things I did on Uboachan but I won’t discuss them here.

But still after that, I was not that respectful to others on the internet, quite mean to other people actually. I was especially cruel to FG7 in my “reviews” and to Frankie1205 on the Fangames Wiki when answering their technical issues and questions. I am especially sorry to both of you and the members of Uboachan.

All of these embarrassing things still haunt my thoughts. I could not believe that I was so far detached from reality and those things still make me shudder and cringe physically whenever they come to mind. I want all these thoughts to go away and it seems the only way to do that is to write an apology.

It wasn’t until I was one day sent to a godawful residential treatment center that I finally was scared into realizing what the hell I was doing wrong in life. Maybe my other personal problems like family and especially school were what was causing my behavior also.

You have all probably moved on long after I did all that, but I hope you know that I sincerely apologize for writing those harsh reviews, and most of all, being mean to everyone on the internet.

Thank you for taking the time to read this. I hope this can contribute some good to the community.

I’m posting this because I want to clear up a few things I left unsaid in Ship’s post a few days ago. This is not my whole theory, this post will be limited just on why Lucifer is indeed on Earth and why the place they picked is indeed in California. 

The reason I’m writing this is because I read this: 

I can delete this if the person who wrote it wishes his/her post to not be included in this post. Just PM me.

First of all… No, I’m not from the States. English is not my native tongue and in Tumblr I usually don’t care about the mistakes I make. The same goes with the mistakes in my fanfics, but that’s a story for another time. 

So how do I know all this?  
 You will probably laugh but as a child, I read Papyrus Britannica twice. I just love to read and when your family’ s favourite plant is a yukka you are naturally curious on the different kinds they exist. My parents always wanted two plants, a blue pine tree and a Joshua yukka. Both plants are very difficult to be maintained. The first due to the altitude and the second because it can be found only in two places. In Jerusalem and the borders of California, Arizona and Mexico. Still, that wouldn’t explain why I ended up believing Lucifer was in the San Bernadino County. The reason again is extremely simple. First of all, I did a reverse image search. That one was easy, but the issue remained, why there? 

I gave you all the clues and yet you still didn’t get it. I don’t really blame you. Whoever has read my WIP knows I’m crazy with clues, details and that ends up being confusing for everyone. So what did I spot there? 

The first clue was the Yukkas. According to a legend, the Yukkas grow only in two places on this Earth. Next to the gates of Heaven and the entrance of Hell. Guess which one is which… The first is, of course, Jerusalem, the second… the Mojave desert. And yet this again doesn’t explain why Lucifer would end up in that place. Especially since the entrance to Hell is not really a real point you can actually reach on Earth, according to the show. 

Here I have to remind you what Linda had said to Lucifer. “When angels fall, they also rise. All you have to do is embrace all that you are.” We also know that season 3 is going to deal with the issue of identity according to Henderson. Is Lucifer a devil or an angel and why? So keep in mind Linda’s words and let’s go back to that forsaken desert. Lucifer wakes up with wings and all but his injuries by Maze are still there along with all the other peeling, he experiences probably due to the heat. This alone means the scene is real and the writers have hinted that the wings stay. I have a pretty good theory on who did it and how and why Lucifer ended up there but that’s not meant for this post, I’m still too bothered with what happened lately. 

So we have Lucifer in the desert, hurt with wings and all we can ask is if this is really the Mojave desert, why is he there? First I told you that  Joshua means  God is Salvation. In another post, I also mentioned that Lucifer’s salvation is NOT up to him or even God (again this will be explore in the main theory post). But… that region also has a spot which carries a legend and which I believe it did not go unnoticed by the writers. 

In San Bernardino, there is the Amboy Crater… The Amboy Crater is just a volcano crater but according to the region’s legends, it’s so much more. It’s the spot Lucifer landed when he Fell from heaven. Therefore, if this theory is correct the writers selected that area with a double meaning. First Lucifer is rising at the very place he landed when he Fell. Second, in a sense, he is given the opportunity to start again after his second fall if you like. 

This is where I’m going to end this. Of course, there are many more details no one has picked up yet and I have to admit it’s amusing to wait and see when they will find the same details I believe I’ve found. 

Finally, all you need to know for me is that I love writing fanfiction, my real life is dedicated to academic research (hilarious I know…) and that I never said I was perfect or knowing what I’m doing here. I just go with the flow whilst for once not worrying about how a mistake, a 100 or even 1000 will affect me when I post something. 

Have a nice week, I know that mine is debatable on how it will roll…