there’s a free app called color calendar i use where you rate your days based on colors that coordinate with awesome, good, neutral, bad, and horrible. it helps put into perspective how many good days u have and makes u reflect on ur day, helping u realize one small event doesn’t ruin it all and ur life isn’t as bad as u might think 💖
I can’t explain about this pic. One thing I know it really awesome.
Sorry for keep you wait so long. Many day I do my work for collage and have little problem about steaming. Today. I try to steam on youtube . I not sure everyone want to see my drawing asriel . Finally, hope your guys will like it. :D
I know this a bit late, but I wanted to do somethin for the amazinly talented, and awesome artist @superyoumna for her b-day. IF you guys haven’t subbed to her yet, I would very much recommend it. She’s an amazin person, who has a great amount of artistic skill. Plus, she’s an Art Senpai of mine(whatever that’s wroth to ya)and I think she deserves all of the love. >u<
So ye. I hope ya like it, Youmna. I know it’s a tad late and all, but I still wanted to do somethin nice for ya. I hope your burfmus was good, and I hope you have many many more to come. ^u^
helloo my little sunshines <3 I’m still not 100% okay, quite far from it actually but I thought I’d still try to stick with something… This is a WIP for a request from you guys! Hope I can finish it sometime soon
Thanks for sticking with me and generally being super nice <3 Have an awesome day wherever you are :)
Pairing: Misha x Reader Word Count: 1,345 Warnings: language, medical stuff, angst, things I can’t add without giving stuff away A/N: I feel like it’s been forever and a day since I posted this but here is part 7! Huge thanks to Nicole (@iwantthedean) for help with all the medical stuff. Title comes from Hurricane by Panic! At The Disco. I highly recommend listening while you read since I had it on repeat while I was writing this lol. If you’d like to be tagged let me know! Hope you guys like it! Anyway, feedback for this is awesome! :)
People who are close to me know that feminism is an important topic to me. Which is why I try to let it bleed into all my works.
Victubia as a country is not perfect, because no country is. But I’m trying really hard to make sure the country is as equal as I wish more countries were.
Most positions of power in this fictional country have an equal gender split between male and female. The most obvious one being the mayors, but it is the same in other groups like the army generals, school professors and principals, the police, the government etc. Many that has not been shown in the comic. But there will be important characters from all parts of the gender spectrum in this universe.
♥ In all ages, shapes, sizes and colours!
I hope you guys have a great day! Educate yourself! Take care of each other! Be awesome! Dream big! ♥
I think this is where I go if not I’m so sorry. I just want to thank
you guy (s) for taking all our confessions and putting them up. It’s
amazing knowing other people care and thanks for putting my confession
up there. You guys are awesome! I hope your having a wonderful day and
hope you [had] an amazing Christmas!
Thank you for this lovely message in our fanmail friend! Sorry to be getting back to you so late. We love that we could be here for you and our other followers…
february 17 | “reunion” (Late? I don’t know the meaning of that word. Here’s the final day’s outline! This week has been awesome and I hope you’ve all enjoyed the fanworks on @r76valentinesevent as much as I have.)
Corporate AU where Jack and Gabriel are CEOs from rival companies that unknowingly sleep together. The morning after their one night stand, Gabriel figures out that Jack is the head of Overwatch and storms out, furious, thinking that Jack had just slept with him to play mind games. Jack wakes up alone and is also upset because he’d thought that Gabriel seemed like a pretty cool guy but he turned out to be a jerk that only wanted to get into Jack’s pants.
Fast forward a few days to the morning of an important negotiation between Overwatch and Blackwatch. Jack shows up to work and gets into the elevator and who does he see? Gabriel.
Their meeting is on the very top floor of Overwatch’s headquarters, and Jack normally hates the ride up, but he’s pissed. He pushes every. single. elevator. button.
They argue the entire way up. Spoiler alert: they’re making out by the time they arrive.
Write-A-Thon Day One: AU day (waking up in vegas au) John Laurens x Alexander Hamilton Words: 1540
i’m so excited for this week guys and i hope you are too!
originally, my disneyland fic that i posted the other day was going to be my au day fic, but i changed my mind last minute so here we have the waking up in vegas au!
i’m kind of tempted to make this into a series, but i’m not sure yet so let me know what you think.
the write a thon is going to be awesome. you can join in if you want! i just reblogged the prompt lists.
requests are open and i hope you’re all doing great xx
see you tomorrow for femaslash! day
The pounding hit him like a tonne of bricks.
With every tiny movement, he felt the pain intensify. He let out soft whimpers until he decided that the floor was where he would stay.
His freckly cheeks rested against the cool, damp tiles. John figured he must’ve passed out in the bathroom while trying to go to the toilet. And it seemed reasonable, because he’d woken up in weirder places after crazy nights out.
He opened his eyes slowly and let the light appear in his morning. He ignored his better judgements and sat up slowly, resting his head against the wall. He tried his best to ignore the pounding in his head as he took in his surroundings.
It seemed John had been right about the bathroom, but this wasn’t his bathroom. He couldn’t remember anything from the previous night… he wasn’t even sure if he was in South Carolina anymore, or who he was with.
He flipped through fragmented memories of the previous night. For moments, he saw his friend Hercules, and he had reason to believe that he had stayed the night at his house. But Hercules’ bathroom was warm and his house was comforting… this whole situation felt like some kind of unholy nightmare.
The weight on his finger was the thing that woke John up fully. The only jewellery he would keep on him was his mother’s necklace…
His hands flew to his neck and he let out a sigh of relief when he felt the secured clasp of the familiar metal. He relaxed, licking his dry lips.
He was still under his mother’s watch… that meant he was safe… but so many questions remained unanswered. Where was he? What was he doing here? What was the strange ring around his finger?
The door next to John swung open, revealing a shirtless man that looked a mess. Dark circles under his eyes hollowed out his face, making it look incredibly pale. He stumbled towards the sink, turning tap on and splashing his face with the warm water.
John stayed silent. Strangers had never been his friends… so coming face to face to this one in a strange place was not the way he wanted to spend his Saturday. Or at least, what he thought was Saturday. He wasn’t sure of anything right now.
He took a deep breath before deciding breaking the silence was the best thing to do in the situation. “Who are you?”
The man at the sink jumped, grabbing the closest thing to him (which happened to be a bar of soap), and pointing it at John. The soap slid out of his hands, landing at John’s feet. He felt around behind him, grabbing a toothbrush and holding it out in front of him.
“W-Who are you?” He replied, a red blush spreading over his cheeks.
John stood up slowly. “I asked first, so you should answer me first. I’ll ask again, who are you?” He asked, leaning heavily against the wall.
“My name is Alexander. Alexander Hamilton. I don’t know why I’m here. Your turn,” The man, Alexander, replied.
“Do you mind if I call you Alex?”
His question was returned with a glare, which John simply shrugged off.
“Well, my name’s John Laurens. And I remember leaving the house with my friend… but that’s the end of it. I don’t even know where we are now,” John stated, walking to the sink and checking his face in the mirror. He too carried a sleepless appearance, prominent bags staring back at him through the mirror’s reflection.
“Vegas. We’re in Vegas,” Alex stated, turning from the mirror and heading back out to the bedroom area. John raised his eyebrow, following.
“You mean like, casinos, strippers and creepy people in character costumes Vegas?” John replied, sitting on the edge of the bed where Alex had laid down on.
“No, I mean the Vegas where everything is rainbows and we’re all friends. Peace on earth, kumbaya!” he snapped, continuing to glare at John. “Could you just shut up for a few seconds? I’ve got a terrible headache.”
“So do I. We can complain about it together,” John stated, lying on the opposite side of the bed and staring at Alex. “What are your theories on last night’s happenings? I feel like my friend Hercules thought it would be funny if he set this whole thing up for me… I am surprised he didn’t find a girl though. Man, I would shit myself if I woke up next to a female.”
“I’m assuming you’re gay then,” Alex stated, picking up the room service menu on the bedside table and squinting at it as he flicked through it.
“Well, yes. I mean, I have experimented a little throughout my life, but I’m as gay as they come,” John stated, smiling proudly.
“Congratulations. I’m bisexual, but I have a girlfriend so don’t get any ideas,” Alex replied, putting the menu down and looking at John. “Personally, I think this is some kind of weird, reality TV social experiment. Or it’s a very strange dream. I hope it’s the second one. I’d like to wake up in bed next to Eliza… instead of being in this strange one.”
John scoffed. “At least you had a bed. I slept on the bathroom floor… or passed out there. I’m not completely sure honestly. All I know is that my neck hurts like a bi-“
“Didn’t I tell you to shut up before?” Alex asked, starting to go through the drawers in the bedside table.
“Well, you did continue the conversation so I had assumed-“
“You said your name was John Laurens, right? John “Jack” Laurens?” Alexander interrupted, looking at a piece of paper he had found in horror.
“That’s me,” John replied, sitting up and turning on the TV. “Why do you ask?”
Alexander gulped. Maybe if he didn’t tell anyone, it wouldn’t be real. “N-No reason. We should focus on finding a way out of here, don’t you think? Do you have any money?”
John patted down his pants, shaking his head. “While I’m as gay as they come, I’m also as broke as they come. I haven’t made a solid income in a very long time.”
“Productive. And I don’t have my wallet either, which means we’re pretty much screwed. You said you had a friend, right? Do you have a phone? Can we call them? Maybe they can-“
“Look, Hercules isn’t the best at dealing with hangovers. He mostly just sleeps them off. So, if he drank as much as I did, we’d find he’s pretty much useless to us now. Didn’t you say something about a girlfriend?”
Alex’s eyes widened. “Of course! Eliza will help! But I am without a phone currently so unless you have yours…”
John sighed, taking his phone out of his pocket and passing it to him. “Here. Be as brief as possible. I don’t want an expensive phone bill,” He stated. Alexander nodded, dialling Eliza’s number.
It took three rings before she picked up. Alexander could hear her yawn, and he imagined he had woken her up.
“Hello?” She mumbled, yawning after she finished her sentence.
“Eliza! Thank the heavens. Listen, I’ve just woken up in Las Vegas with this other guy and I have no idea how I got here. My wallet and phone have disappeared, so all I have is you. All my hope is rested on you. Could you please come and pick me up? Or buy flight tickets or something. I promise to pay you back as soon as my card is returned,” Alex rambled, tapping his fingers against the bedside table anxiously.
“If I do any of those things, will you be quiet for just a second? This is a lot to take in first thing in the morning,” Eliza mumbled sleepily, rubbing her eyes. “Who’s this other guy? Do you know him? Does he know you? Did you have some weird kinky sex?”
“What? Of course not. All I know is I’ve gotten myself into the worst situation possible. I’ll explain what I can when I return home. I love you more than words can say,” Alexander said, biting his lip. Had he had sex with this strange man he seemed to have accidentally married?
“I love you too Alexander. Stay strong, my love.”
The line went dead, and Alexander was left alone with the silence between him and John who was now standing by the window.
“The sky looks nice today. The clouds are round… and they look like cotton candy. It’s pure, don’t you think?”
An eyebrow was raised. Alexander went to John, standing next to him and staring out the window. Indeed, the clouds did look nice. Alexander’s eyes moved to John’s ring finger, staring at the golden ring that wrapped around his finger tightly.
They moved back to Alexander’s own hand and he gulped, seeing a similar ring on his own finger. He knew he had screwed up, but surely this man who daydreams about clouds wouldn’t notice. Surely, he would keep daydreaming.
Alexander decided it was best to dream the terrible situation away. Perhaps once he was home, this would all fade away and be nothing but a bad memory.
Based on an awesome anon request that I got, which motivated me to write this entire thing in two days… I got too into this.
“Are you ready?” you say. “Always am,” Namjoon says, looking at you with a casual smirk. Nervously, you start fidgeting with your seatbelt. “Shouldn’t you, well, be a little nervous?” You look out the window, seeing the streets pass by one after the other. All of their names are starting to sound familiar the closer you get, and memories of your childhood appear as if they were waiting for this moment. He leans back in his seat, tapping his hand against the steering wheel rhythmically. “Should I? Do you think they won’t like me?” You are startled by his question. “What? No, I… I don’t know, I was just saying…” He chuckles, hearing you stutter like that. “Don’t worry, babe. I got you.” And, frankly, he’s right. You’ve never seen him lose his cool and you don’t expect him to do that tonight either. Even when he’s driving, he seems in a state of slumber, his eyes barely open, his slow breath, one-handedly steering all the time without any difficulty. As he looks at you, he winks, almost as if to calm you down. You are pretty much compensating for his lack of stress at this point. Every worst case scenario that could happen is imagined by your mind, and as you feel your heart sink a little, he starts humming a song. “That’s it, right?” he says. Your body is paralysed. “Y-yes.” There it is, inching closer as your mind predicts all kinds of disasters. “Please don’t fuck this up, okay?"
Awesome you’re so many to follow me ! You encourage me to keep improving and follow my dream. Now I’m in a school and I can draw as much as I want ! I hope you will continue to like my work this year and after ! Thank you again, have a good day guys ! :)
Hi guys! this is just something I wanna do if you agreed with it, well it’s like make a Freddy/”Look at the bear”Week, but it will have a little project update for the AU, following this sentence “Look at the bear”, the week starts today 20-03 till 26-03. I hope you guys are interested on this, it would make so happy ;w;
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just a friendly reminder that your art, your headcanons and your soundcloud playlists are fucking dope and it's basically what keeps me alive, hope you're having an awesome day
this message honestly just made me like. legit emotional haha god ok
i just gotta say, like. i love you guys.
thank you all so much for sending me messages. messages like this, or messages that aren’t like this, or any messages at all. (i don’t rly like the rude messages, but those are few and far between). thank you for the messages that i never answer, not because i don’t want to, but because i’ve been sad and it’s been a little harder to be motivated lately. thank you all for the messages telling me that you liked a song i posted, or that you agreed with a headcanon, or that you have your own awesome headcanon and you just have to tell me. thank you for sharing yourselves with me.
thank you all for wanting to see content from me and asking for headcanons even though i’m super slow at answering lately and just like. for generally being fucking amazing.
like i know this is sappy but this blog has gotten me through a lot of tough times. knowing i can hop on here and be surrounded by such enthusiastic and encouraging people with at least some sort of shared interest (fandom, music, whatever) is just… amazing. fanart and fandom is seriously such a good and (usually) safe place for me and it is an honor to share it with you guys. i’m just constantly blown away that anyone has any interest in following me at all lmao but like…
idk, fanart has always just been a way for me to just let go of all the shit that goes on in my daily life and draw something less serious than my usual art. it’s something that i can have fun with and mess around with and honestly i’ve learned so much about art and drawing just because of this blog and the art i’ve made for it. i can’t believe i can draw the ridiculous things i do and people respond positively to them. i can’t believe any of you like my art so much that you want to see more!! that is just honestly so humbling and just. an incredible feeling. i can’t explain how much it means to me.
i can’t believe how much fun i’ve had spinning headcanons for fictional characters with little to no canon context about them and i am stunned by how much of a positive response came from it. i can’t believe i’ve been kind of getting back into writing because of the encouragement i’ve received from you guys. i can’t believe i have original characters that you guys actually want to learn more about.
i’m just… i’m so lucky to have all of you. that’s all.
i love you all!!!!! lots. you’re all important and wonderful and honestly if anyone tells you otherwise report them to me and i’ll personally fight them.
thanks for being my awesome followers, though i don’t even wanna call you guys that because you feel more like friends to me.