Summary: AU. Reader is given the task of running a
popular love advice internet show when her coworker is fired. Her
cynical attitude toward love makes her offer some harsh advice, and more
than a few hearts are caught in the aftermath. Will hers be one of them?
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Word Count: 2,873
language, fluff, angst, sarcasm, hot firemen
A/N: So many of you were right on. But what’s the fallout now? PS - I had a lot of writer’s block, so I don’t know how I feel about this, but I had to push forward with the story or I’d end up abandoning it.
Well, normally I’d say Relativity Falls but I already drew one and a half stans, so that seemed like cheating…
I like unicorntaur Mabel for this AU, I always thought it went better with the twins-being-similar theme – Stan and Ford are both winged creatures, Dipper and Mabel both are basically centaur variants – plus it’d be really sad if Dipper was terrestrial and Mabel was aquatic.
(I have no idea who came up with this AU? But if someone tells me I’ll edit and give credit)
Takama-Gahara here, I have for you a question. How draw good dergs?
Oh I’ve got you covered:
and there you have your F E R O C I O U S B E A S T
But in all seriousness, instructing people on how to draw imaginary creatures is a bit hard, for me at least. A lot of my learning process is based on winging it until it looks okay and makes even a little sense anatomically. I try to look at animals like birds, bats, reptiles, dogs and horses and combine traits of their anatomy into some sort of a mess of a creature. So I’d instruct you to simply start with looking into basic animal anatomy and trying to learn how animals actually work.
There are tons of tutorials that are way better at explaining things than I’ll ever be and they can get you started. Back in my day when I started drawing I was inspired by Todd Lockwood and his art. His creations gave me a good base to start building my art from. I studied the way he drew and shamelessly copied parts of his work until I felt comfortable enough to draw and try different things on my own.
Not being too ambitious when you start out is pretty important, do some simple designs, kinda like the drawing above. Just drawing some simple lizards with bat wings is a good enough start! And remember to practice, practice and practice some moreヾ(´▽｀;)ゝ
Oh boy, here we go! What a finale! I’m so so excited for next season (looks like we’re finally gonna see Homeworld! And learn a bunch of stuff!) Let’s go bit by bit so I don’t miss anything (or, well, to reduce the amount of stuff I forget I wanted to mention, haha), so this’ll be a little long
It’s funny that Steven is eagerly awaiting new pants when he always wears the same pants. And also it’s really sweet of Amethyst to offer to hang out by the mailbox for the delivery so Steven can go do something else to take his mind off it.
Also also, it’s just. Way Too Cute how Garnet and Pearl are making a sandcastle for crabs. Like, not for Steven’s benefit, since he wasn’t there, but just for their own enjoyment. They’re so enthused about it and Pearl excitedly shows it off to Steven and Amethyst and it’s just. I can’t help thinking about how these are ancient alien warriors just getting so much joy from building a tiny castle for crabs. It’s so cute. I love them so much.
I like to think Onion had brought Sour Cream to meet his seasonal friends and that’s why Sour Cream already knows about that spot in the woods. Also, like, we already knew Sadie was an adult but I don’t think the show has really stated it plainly, just implied (specifically in “Sadie’s Song” when they were talking about her birthdays), so that’s cool.
I liked the bit where they all attempt to draw Aquamarine based on Steven’s description. I love knowing how characters would draw, I think it says a lot about their personality.
Connie - Anime-style, ‘cause of course, with guidelines and asymmetrical eye sizes (just, totally how I drew at that age) Amethyst - “going for a feeling” impression not really accurate but still with all the important details (wings, eye gem), also it appears to be a dog Pearl - Says she can’t draw but drew a very detailed drawing that is also way overdramatic and fancy. Also she’s the only one who signed her drawing Garnet - Drew herself, because she loves herself. Can’t argue with that and also it’s an adorable self-portrait.
I quite like Aquamarine and Topaz, I was thinking we’d probably see a small Gem like Aquamarine soon, since they kinda teased that in “Adventures in Light Distortion”. I’m curious what the specific role of an Aquamarine is, since Pearl is very freaked out by the mention of one and comments that she and Topaz must’ve been specifically sent by the Diamonds. Plus, that wand of hers is really powerful. Also she makes mention that she has perfect memory, which is potentially significant. Topaz is interesting, the way she sticks the humans in her fusion is mildly horrifying. I like her ‘headphone’ style gems, which also kinda look like the warp pads?
I think calling back to “Marble Madness” when Steven made the list of humans was really clever and I gotta give props to the crew for that! Also I loved seeing Alexandrite again, even if it was just for a little bit
Anyways, yea, super super excited for the next episodes! I reckon we’re gonna learn a whole lot from this adventure, about Gems, about Homeworld, and about Rose Quartz. Can’t wait!
For some reason or another I kept thinking about Pearl’s drawing of Aquamarine. I began to realize how this person Pearl drew has feathered wings, a roundish head, and this angelic grace to her… She kind of reminds me of Angelite. Like not to pat myself on the back because there are clear obvious differences between Angelite and this drawing, but the general concept is there. And aside from the jokes from the Pearlapis community saying “This is of one of two times we have some sort of Pearlapis content” I kept thinking the possibility that this could be foreshadowing for something that might involved Pearl and Lapis. And we have seen some very subtle foreshadowing that most people did not expect such as how “Mr. Greg” Greg and Pearl had yellow/orange and blue lighting over them respectfully that foils the relationship between Jasper and Lapis, and foreshadows Yellow Diamond and Blue Diamond. Hell, even Rolando’s remarks that were dismissed in the past turn out to be true! (e.g. human zoo comment anyone recall?). Plus looking at the drawing she is wearing ballerina shoes (similar to Opal with her tip-toe feet and the Pearl’s outfit stemming from a ballerina as well), she is sad (Pearl and Lapis do get emotional quite a lot), and has ribbons (which Pearl and Lapis are the only Gems that incorporate ribbons to their design). Even my partner @hatteri commented how Angelite is likely a Pearlapis fusion of some sort as she compared the color scheme of Aquamarine and Moonstone noting they do not exactly mach the overall color scheme for a hypothetical Angelite fusion.
If the show does make an episode concerning Pearlapis in someway and feature a fusion similar to this, to Angelite (as well being named “Angelite”) or mixture of both - essentially if I get this right, then I will eat a Carolina Reaper and post the video of it on here.
Y/N was walking with J towards the VIP section of the club. She pulled her dress down a little even though no one would be able to know she was on her period. Meanwhile J was walking behind her and he noticed a loose thread from the bottom of her dress. He furrowed his eyebrows and bent down to give it a pull. As soon as he did, Y/N screamed and slapped him in the face. He was shocked as she went running toward the bathroom.
“The hell?” J looked at Frost, who was pinching the bridge of his nose.
“Shut up, Frost!” He went after Y/N, ready to yell at her for embarrassing him in his club. When he stormed into the bathroom, some girls screamed and ran out, eliciting an eye roll from him.
“Y/N, doll, you have some explaining to do.”
“Go away, you idiot!” He heard her sobbing, and angrily pounded on the stall.
“Open up, or I-” Y/N opened the stall and glared at him, her eyes red and puffy.
“I want to go home.”
“No, now” He grabbed her and pushed her up against the wall, growling in her face. He had to admit that he loved it when she acted bitchy. “Apologize to daddy.”
“Get off of me! Take me home, right now. I swear I’ll walk by myself-” J sighed, finally figuring out it wasn’t the playful kind of bitchy.
“I have something to take care of, after that we’ll leave.”
“Can you ask one of the dancers for a pad?” J looked her up and down, horrified, and immediately put distance between them.
“Oh.” He left and Y/N rolled her eyes.
Y/N watched as J twirled the bat, wondering how long this would take. She was standing behind him at a safe distance, scrolling through her phone to ignore his little monologue. He paced, making little dramatic movements with the bat, and even practiced his swing a few times, enjoying the scared look on the guy’s face.
“I thought we were friends, and then you just sell me out like that? “ Taking a practice swing, he swung the bat back and felt it collide with something. He turned around to find Y/N on the floor, her eyes blinking rapidly.
“You okay?” He asked, timidly knowing that the smallest things made her angry during this time. “Baby?”
All he received was garbled words and she tried to stand. Her head was spinning, and she managed to get to her feet. J turned back to the guy, smiling widely.
“See how tough my girl is?” Y/N fell back over as soon as she was on her feet, and threw up all over J’s shoes.
She woke up with a terrible headache, barely being able to sit up. Her stomach and her head was killing her, so she just started sobbing into the pillow. It was a miracle she was still with him. She felt something hit her back, and then another hit her leg. When she looked over she found J in the corner throwing Hershey kisses at her.
“What are you- ow.” She clutched her head, new tears making their way down her cheeks. J guilty walked over and placed a bag of chocolate on the bed, using his arm to push it out to her. It looked like he was making an offering to the gods. The thought made her chuckle, and she clutched her head again in pain.
“How’s your head?” The anger came back to her, and she sat up, placing her head in her hands.
“You hit me.”
“You were standing too close, doll-”
“I was standing at a safe distance! Maybe if you would have just shot the guy like a normal person, you wouldn’t have hit me.” She yelled at him, making him growl slightly. He tried to keep it quiet, knowing his limits.
“Oh my god.” She said, shaking her head.
“You hit me with a baseball bat and publicly pulled out my tampon. I’m surprised every woman isn’t a fucking lesbian. Men are so clueless.”
“SHUT UP! You have no idea how much I want to hurt you, and you have the nerve to tell me to be careful? Oh no, please, don’t get the bat.” She said sarcastically. Her chest was heaving and she couldn’t stop the tears.
“Oh god, not the tears. Baby, I’ll go make you something to eat. Would you like that? Do you need wings?” He hurriedly got a pad and drew wings on them, chucking them at her from a safe distance. She laughed through her tears as he brought up past memories.
“Can I have a hug?”
“God, baby, no you’re disgusting.” He said it in a soothing voice, like it was a reasonable excuse. It only made her cry harder.
“Here, I’ll go make you something. Do you need Lysol? Another heating pad? FROST!” He ran out of the room, yelling for his henchman to start the car.
For the hundredth time J stood staring at the feminine hygiene aisle, glaring at the variety of pads. He remembered Y/N mentioning something about tampons, so he picked a box up. 100 tampons? Does she need that many? Thinking to himself, he nodded. He felt someone staring at him and found a woman giving him a weird look.
“What? What are you looking at? SHUT UP!” She hurriedly left, and then he realized she could help him. “Wait, come back!” He ran after her, in his star boxers over his batman stockings.
“The ones with wings.” He aimed his gun at the shaking lady, and she grabbed a box of pads and handed it to him.
“Tampons. The tampons with wings.”
“T-that’s not a thing-”
“That’s not a thing? That’s not a thing, that’s not a thing? Apparently it is a thing, because my girlfriend wears them. Are you implying that my girlfriend is wrong?”
“Well, yes-” A shot to the head silenced her, and J sniffed the package of pads.
“These aren’t even the scented ones.” He threw them at her body while looking back at the shelf. Back to square one….
Frost watched as J angrily walked to the arts and crafts aisle, and he shook his head as he came out with super glue and feathers.
J walked to the cash register, which he now had to start paying for the groceries because Y/N always demanded to see the receipt after finding out he was lying about paying for them. He threw the package on the belt before handing the nervous looking employee five hundred dollars.
“I need your cocaine.” J said nonchalantly while looking behind him at the packs of cigarettes. He growled when he didn’t see any drugs.
“Boss, they don’t sell that.” Frost timidly pointed out, causing J to roll his eyes and dramatically exclaim,
“Why don’t you just drag my balls through a field of broken glass? What is my girl going to use now? Do you know the monster that comes alive when-”
“Boss, she could use Ibuprofen-”
“Last time that was the wrong stuff. She told me not to get that again. Or maybe it was not to do that again…anyway-”
“Actually, she said not to get another ‘heating pad’. You know because you set the bed on fire-”
“Frost, interrupt me one more time and I’ll drag your balls through a field of broken glass. Get my girl some cocaine.” He angrily walked out, leaving Frost to call an old contact and an employee with a very nice tip.
Y/N held an ice pack to her head while sniffling. Excitement shot through her when she heard the door open.
“Did you get me more chocolate?” J sat on the corner of the bed and placed a bag of chocolate on her tummy.
“I couldn’t find the right medicine, so I got you some of this, just in case you’re upset.” He handed her a zip lock bag of some of his cocaine and she groaned.
“That’s sweet, J. If I ever need some I’ll let you know.” He nodded innocently.
“Did you get the heating pad?” J shook his head again.
“No, I didn’t want to get the wrong thing and I couldn’t find it. I also remembered what you told me last time about making things with fire.” He played with her fingers innocently, like a child.
“And what was that, J?”
“Don’t use my ideas to make things because I’m not a normal person.”
“That’s good. But remember, it’s not bad to not be normal.You’re bad, and that’s okay. You’re not good, but there’s no one else I’d rather be with. You know that right?” He nodded and she felt him kiss her hand.
“What else did you get?”
“Tampons with wings.”
“Wings. Like you said.” He reached into the bag and pulled out a tampon that had feathers attached with superglue.
“They still might be drying, be careful.” She took the tampon from him, giving him her best smile.
“Wow, J. That’s uh, very creative.”
“I messed up again, didn’t I?”
“No! No, you did fine. I’m flattered that you’re so thoughtful. But for future reference, it’s pads with wings.”
“Oops.” J’s eyes widened. Sorry, lady.
J placed his pillow on the couch and was getting ready to lay down when Y/N’s voice stopped him.
“What are you doing?” Her voice cracked.
“Oh” He pathetically pointed at the couch.
“You don’t want to sleep with me?”
“I mean, you’re…..bleeding.” If she wasn’t upset she would have thought it was cute that he didn’t like seeing her blood, or her hurt in general. But instead she covered her face while she sobbed and retreated back into her room.
“Baby, you’re angry with me! I thought you wouldn’t- shit.” He went after her and lifted her up before she could go in the bathroom. He placed her on the bed and wrapped his body around her so she couldn’t move.
“Do you want your wings?” She shook her head as she continued to sob, and he rolled up her shirt.
“No! I’m bloated.” J ignored her and pressed his lips to her belly, blowing a raspberry before tickling her.
“Still beautiful, though. What movie do you want to watch tonight?”
He ended up holding her in his lap as they watched the movie. They fell asleep, with J’s hand massaging her stomach as she snored on his chest. At least she knew she would have all of the right supplies, Frost always snuck them in her bathroom when J wasn’t looking. Y/N peeked one eye open to see J sleeping above her and found a shadow sneaking out of the room.
“Thanks, Frosty.” She whispered, receiving a thumbs up in return.
“Frost, sneak into my bedroom one more time and I’ll shove those tampons up your ass.”
Frost winced. His thumbs up faltered and morphed into a thumbs down, earning a giggle from Y/N and a grumpy J reaching for his gun.
You’re head of the committee, a six-person council of royalty that determine whether or not people live or die, based on the crimes they’ve committed. It’s not easy, especially with an arrogant Park Jimin at your side. Literally.
His wings flared slightly
behind him, fluffing up a bit with his annoyance. Shiro shifted his wing to make
it easier for Keith to work on, not quite hiding the way the corners of his
mouth quirked up as he glanced at Lance. From his perch on the back of the
couch behind Shiro, Keith couldn’t see his face anyway.
So today, I was asked how I made my feathers for my Griselda (Odin Sphere) wings using craft foam and… well… I was on mobile and Tumblr ate it.
So I’ll make one with pictures! It won’t be that great but oh well…. It’s only a small tuto…
What you need:
Scupting tool/exacto knife/cutter (something to make creases)
Scissors or a cutter (to cut)
Hot glue/hot glue gun
Acrylic paint or spray paint (whichever you prefer)
(optional) White primer
STEP 1: Cut the feathers.
Be creative. Make ovals ones, banana shaped, whatever you want them to look like! I drew templates on paper and traced over them because I wanted them to have a specific form. Cut them with scissors or a cutter. I used scissors to have that sort of angle and irregular borders.
STEP 2: Make patterns.
You want it to look legit, right? Well, you got to put effort and patience in it! To guide my blade hand so it doesn’t look like a mess, I crease a line in the middle to know where the center of my feather is. Follow the shape, don’t make a straight line or it won’t look natural!
Next, make diagonal lines toward the line you just made. You can make both sides symetrical or you can be irregular like me. Be creative!
STEP 3: Add details!
Now that you made them look like this, they look like leaves, right? Don’t worry! We’ll fix that with an exacto knife! Cut little triangles on your feather just like when you split the little hair on a real feather! It’ll look better and more feather-ish.
STEP 4: Hot glue details!
It looks ready to go, right? Wrong! See that white line on this real feather?
Well, you want THAT. So use hot glue on that line you made that you thought useless! Be very patient because you can easily mess up! Hot glue tends to love making air bubbles or huge SURPRISE LUMPS! So be slow, go back and forth and if you mess up, rip the glue off and start again.Try to loosen up the trigger at the end to have a smaller line.
ALSO, be mindful that hot glue leaves small dingly hot glue strings if you don’t clean it off well! it can drag your feathers together and mutate them or even flip over on your desk and that’s just the worst thing you’ll ever experience.
Be careful not to burn yourself like me!!!
STEP 4: OPTIONAL Prime the feathers!
This step is optional but recommended if you don’t use spray paint to color them. Why? Because the hot glue doesn’t like acrylic paint and it’ll still be visible even if you put multiple layers. So prime your feathers with whatever white primer you like IN A WELL VENTILLATED AREA. Let it dry. (Mine took 20 minutes to dry but just follow what the instructions tells you depending on your brand.) You can do both sides or add an other coat, but I didn’t because I’m lazy.
STEP 5: Painting the feathers!
Here comes the fun part! Use some acrylic paint or spray paint to color them! Obviously, you know how to use a can of spray paint, so I won’t bother explaining this. You want to do it with acrylic? GREAT! So get your paint ready and start mixing the colors you want! (I recommend priming your feathers first because of the hot glue problem and you’ll need 2 layers of paint if you didn’t prime them)
Apply a first coat of your base color on your feather. Move your brush on the same direction as the lines you did so you don’t see random vertical lines, plus, more realistic!
When it’s fully dry, you can add highlights! I usually add a lighter shade of the base color all along the feather line thinggy and spread to the outside of the feather but not all the way! Then I add a darker shade on the upper edges of the feathers because you know… it’s nice.
If you don’t want to add glitters, you’re done! Congrats to you!
STEP 6: Add glitters!
You want to feel like a princess? Or you just like sparkling things…? Then let’s add glitters!! I got mine really cheap at Walmart. (Martha Stewart crafts. Be mindful that these makes your feathers just a LITTLE bit darker)
What I like to do is start from the feather line and spread it towards the outside and add a few on the borders. Put a few on the feather line to have that extra spark! And like painting, go the same direction as the diagonal lines to avoid the lines.
Sparkles got in the creases? AWESOME. It’ll be extra sparkly!
AND YOU’RE DONE!!
Now assemble it however you like with hot glue. It made nice wings like these or a pretty headdress that I never posted!
*Be aware that the feathers will easily bend because it’s still craft foam after all!
**You can do the same process on the back of the feather if you’d like.
***The thickness of the craft foam depends from sheet to sheet! I got some who were thinner than others. I got mine at my local art supply store OmerDeserres and they were very irregular (8.5x11 sheets) compared to the ones I got at Walmart. (I think they’re 5x8?? but it comes in packs of 50!!! )
A/N: Hello, everyone! So, this fic is dedicated to the amazing @topbananapuff , who always endures my Iwashimizu wearing makeup headcannons and said ‘wtf bro Ebumi wears it, too.’ Enjoy
Summary: Iwashimizu loves wearing makeup, but he needs a little help. Good thing Ebumi’s around.
Iwashimizu stood awkwardly by his locker, hands clasped together and eyes downcast. Most of the team had already headed home for the day, eager to take real showers and eat at home. However, Iwashimizu couldn’t leave yet. He had a mission to complete.
If he could muster up the courage to even start it, that is.
A loud bang sounded from the other side of the locker room, making Iwashimizu wince. So, Ebumi was still here. Iwashimizu still had time to ask him. But his body just wouldn’t move; his feet felt like lead and his body felt like his blood had been replaced with sand. The opportunity to reach out to Ebumi was slipping away with each passing moment.
Somehow, Iwashimizu managed to drag himself toward the sound of Ebumi’s laughter and general chaotic noise. He stopped at the end of the row of lockers and stared for a moment. Ebumi would hate him if he asked. What if Iwashimizu had just imagined the whole ordeal? Then he would ask a ridiculous favor and Ebumi might never be able to forgive him for being so stupid.
“Oi, jolly green giant. You need something?”
Ebumi’s voice sliced through every thought in Iwashimizu’s mind. A blush rose to the blonde’s cheeks. He had Ebumi’s attention. If he asked now, it would all be over with and he could go home.
“E-Ebumi-san -” Iwashimizu stuttered out.
“Nah, none of that formal bullshit. Just tell me what’s up.” Ebumi said.
“I-I was wonder i-if m-maybe you c-could, uhm, i-if you could…”
“Spit it out, skyscraper.”
“T-Tell me how your makeup stays so nice!”
Ebumi cocked an eyebrow at the blushing first year. He knew he had a reputation for being kind of a delinquent jackass, so this had probably taken every ounce of the kid’s courage. Scanning Iwashimizu’s face, Ebumi took note of the nearly perfect eyeliner wings on the blonde’s eyelids and the clumped mascara on his lashes. A shame, really - Iwashimizu had such long, beautiful eyelashes already. Ebumi was jealous.
“What are you talking about?” Ebumi asking, hoping for more details.
Iwashimizu looked down. “W-Well, your makeup never runs during games or practices. A-And it always looks so smooth, like you just applied it.”
Ebumi preened at the compliments. “Of course. I’m the shit. My makeup is fucking fantastic all the time.”
“C-Could you teach me?”
If it were any other first year, Ebumi would have told them to fuck off and die. Yet, when he looked at Iwashimizu, with his soft voice and kind eyes and general brightness, he couldn’t say no. The blonde needed confidence and goddamn it, Ebumi was going to make him looks so good, Iwashimizu would have no choice but to be a sexy badass.
“Show me what you use. Come on, whip it out, let’s go.” Ebumi commanded.
Iwashimizu’s face lit up. “Th-Thank you, Ebumi! Uhm, let me just find my case.”
Ebumi waited. He watched Iwashimizu dig around in his backpack and fish out a little floral patterned makeup bag. He had to admit that with how shy Iwashimizu was, he had expected a plain black case. Apparently the giant was full of surprises. Iwashimizu handed to pouch to the winger.
The contents were absolutely pitiful. Cheap eyeliner and mascara, the worst matched shade of foundation Ebumi had ever seen, and a few tubes of chapstick and lip gloss that were old and dried out. How was Iwashimizu even surviving? Ebumi was so goddamn high maintenance that he wouldn’t let anything that cost less than 1400 yen touch his face.
“This is all trash. Who even uses pencil eyeliner anymore? And this foundation doesn’t match your skin. This fucking lip gloss is so old they don’t even make this brand anymore. What the fuck, Iwashi?” Ebumi ranted.
Iwashimizu curled in on himself. “Sorry, Ebumi. I-I can’t buy it very easily. People look at me weird when I try.”
“Then fuck ‘em. Here, I’ve got extra stuff. I’ll give you real makeup and half your problems will disappear. You like that natural pink color for the lips, right?”
“Oh, no, Ebumi! Please don’t give up your things!”
Ebumi laughed. “Quit worrying so damn much. Ise keeps buying me this shit to woo me. It’s working but I ain’t going to tell him that. So it’s fine. Now, do you like natural pink or not?”
Iwashimizu nodded shyly. “I like them to be light and shiny.”
“Figures. You like the shojo manga heroine look. You do that for yourself or to impress someone?”
“Uh, well, I like the way I look, so I guess myself. But -”
“It’s the little fucknut who’s trying to be a winger, isn’t it? God, don’t do your makeup for that fucking shithead. You wanna look pretty? Look pretty. Do it for you.”
“I do. But sometimes I add a little extra to…nevermind. It’s so silly.”
“What’s fucking silly is that you don’t have any glittery eyeshadows when I know for a fact you like glitter. You got twenty of those goddamn glitter pens in your bag right now. I’ve got some of that, too, and you can have it.”
Ebumi ignored the gratitude, reaching into his own backpack to find his makeup case. It wasn’t difficult; the thing was bright pink with ‘TASTY BITCH’ written on it. Opening up the pouch, Ebumi pulled out all the essentials: liquid eyeliner, mascara, lip gloss and lip pencils, foundation, eyeshadow. He decided against blush. Iwashimizu blushed so much that he didn’t need it.
“Take them. Dump the other shit. This is all waterproof, so it’ll stay on in a fucking flood. Now, open your eyes so I can teach you how to put on mascara.” Ebumi ordered.
Iwashimizu obeyed. Ebumi began slowly rolling the mascara on, carefully flicking the brush at the end of the lashes to create a sharp point. He smirked when Iwashimizu gasped in amazement. God, the kid really needed to gain some standards. Any middle school girl could do this in two seconds.
It was then that Ebumi realized that Iwashimizu wasn’t like him. Iwashimizu didn’t have the confidence to storm into a makeup shop and demand that the stylists teach him. He probably couldn’t ask his mom for help and the girls at school would probably laugh at him. Iwashimizu had taught himself. No wonder the blonde was so excited; it was like finally having a mentor.
“Pucker up. Lips next.” Ebumi said.
Picking up the lip pencil, Ebumi carefully traced Iwashimizu’s lips. Goddamn this boy was lucky - his lips were soft and pouty. Ebumi dabbed a bit of lip gloss on to finish up the look.
“There. You’re fucking fab, Iwashi.” Ebumi said.
“Thank you. It feels…different. Not in a bad way, of course! It’s just -” Iwashimizu said.
“It’s okay. I used to use crappy makeup, too, before I realized that it fucked up my skin. It’s different, but you like it, right?”
“Oh, yes! I love it!”
“Great. Show me how to do the eyeliner wings. I can never get them right, and I’m pretty sure Ise tired of my bitching about it.”
“O-Oh. Okay. See, you just have to trace and fill. Like this.”
Iwashimizu placed a gentle hand beneath Ebumi’s chin, tilting his head up to get a better angle to apply the eyeliner. Hands unusually steady, Iwashimizu drew a perfect line across Ebumi’s eyelid and drew a small curve to the side and brought it back down. He filled in the space and started on the other eye. Once he finished, he offered Ebumi his compact to examine the work. Ebumi let out a loud laugh, startling Iwashimizu.
“You amazing bitch! I look like a goddamn model! Thanks.” Ebumi said, slapping Iwashimizu on the back.
“I’m happy to help. Thank you for helping me.” Iwashimizu said softly.
“We should probably get the hell out of here. I bet the little fucknut’s waiting for you.”
Iwashimizu giggled, and Ebumi wondered how Gion hadn’t already made a move. Gathering his things, Ebumi followed Iwashimizu out of the locker room. Sure enough, Gion was waiting outside the entrance, sitting on the ground and drawing in the dirt. Iwashimizu gave him a gentle tap on the shoulder.
“I was wondering if you were ever coming out, Udo. I’ve been waiting forever.” Gion said, getting to his feet and dusting off his pants.
“I’m sorry. Ebumi and I were talking.” Iwashimizu said.
Gion made an unimpressed face and looked at Iwashimizu, search the taller boy’s eyes for a lie. Instead, he noticed how big Iwashimizu’s eyes seemed and how…well, Gion couldn’t describe it. He just knew it made his stomach twist and his heart beat weirdly.
“What’s up with your face? It’s weird.” Gion blurted.
Iwashimizu’s cheeks burned red, his eyes downcast. Ebumi growled and marched over to the shorter boy, grabbing his ear. Gion shouted and began to slap at him.
“Give us a sec, Iwashi. Gion forgot something in the locker room.” Ebumi gritted out.
Ebumi dragged Gion into the locker room and slapped him in the back of the head. And then he did it again. And then one more time for good measure. Gion rubbed the now sore spot and glared at Ebumi.
“What the hell?” Gion snapped.
“What the fuck was that? ‘It’s weird’ - I should cut off your fucking dick, you dumb shit. Why would you say that to Iwashimizu?” Ebumi hissed.
“Because that’s how it made me feel!”
“Well, I hope you’re feeling fucking pretty now because you’re going to walk out there and tell Iwashimizu how fucking pretty he looks. You’re going to say ‘wow, Iwashi, your eyes really pop today’ and ‘geez, your lips are so shiny’ and ‘holy shit, your hair looks amazing.’”
“Why would I say that? It would make Iwashi uncomfortable.”
“God, you’re a fucking dumbass. Just listen to your smart as hell senpai and tell the giant he’s pretty, okay? Shit.”
Ebumi slapped Gion upside the head once more. The brunette scowled, but relented. After agreeing to follow Ebumi’s orders, Gion wandered back outside and stood awkwardly next to Iwashimizu. The blonde looked a bit sad; maybe Gion had really hurt him.
“Hey, Iwashimizu.” Gion said.
“Y-Yes, Gion-kun?” Iwashimizu asked worriedly.
“You look pretty today.”
Iwashimizu blushed, tucking his hair behind his ear shyly. “Thank you.”
“You wanna get something to eat on the way home?”
“Uhm, sure! McDonald’s?”
Gion became flustered. “Sure.”
Ebumi smirked as he watched the two walk away. It was official; he was the best senpai ever. He just hoped the little fucknut wouldn’t fuck it all up. He didn’t want to have to cut the shorty’s dick off; that would definitely make Iwashimizu upset.
So idk if someone designed a underlust goth but yeah. I designed him. Why? Well why not? So yeah He has a grayish/purple hoodie (he cut the sleeves and bottom of it off) the design on the front of the hoodie is a heart with wings. His scarf is pinkish/red. He has black arm warmers, has knee-high pink boots and if you haven’t noticed because of the hood (that I drew over the eye ;w;), his eye is a heart. His personality would be just like how anyone else in Underlust would be, but he has morels and wouldn’t do it if someone doesn’t want to. So yeah…Underlust Goth cause I was bored and didn’t know what to do \_(￣∇￣)_/
(Holy sh*t I actually drew hands well I’m so happy)
Idk maybe Misha just saw the similarities between his character and Cassiel himself and sort of built them in on his own. I kind of agree with Misha here. It's too much of a coincidence.
And this is exactly what I meant by that article causing confusion in the fandom specifically about how the character of Castiel was NAMED. How Eric Kripke specifically selected the name Castiel.
Because that’s not actually up for debate. He’s told us how he chose the name.
As for the LOOK of the character, yes– we know he drew inspiration from Constantine from the Hellblazer comics. We know this because Kripke has said so.
And while it’s absolutely fine to imagine some link between Castiel and Cassiel in Wings of Desire (which I still haven’t seen, so I can’t actually speak with any sort of authority on this, and I have no intention of just “making guesses” about stuff like this, because that’s not what I’m here for, and it’s how we ended up in this quagmire in the first place), to say that Castiel was NAMED for Cassiel in Wings of Desire is just… not accurate and highly misleading.
There’s been a long history of fandom altering the Cassiel wikipedia page to include elements of SPN canon and shippy stuff. And this sort of “I can kind of see that, yeah,” sort of commentary on things that are actually established fact is frustrating to me.
Finding parallels, looking at similar characters and influences, that’s all great in and of itself. But unequivocally stating in meta that Castiel was a misspelling or a bastardization of Cassiel, or was some sort of accidental name choice, is just… wrong. And it leads to some misleading conclusions if you have people writing meta on the angel Cassiel and associating their traits to the angel Castiel.
In fic or in cracky posts it’s fine to write or headcanon or postulate whatever you want, but for meta purposes, it sort of invalidates the rest of your post to start from an incorrect assumption like this. It’s like trying to prove 2+2=5. It just… doesn’t.
Misha also said his look reminds him of Columbo, and Dean has even joked about that fact in canon, but we would never write meta about how Castiel’s name was chosen because it was reminiscent of Columbo’s (or even Constantine’s, despite Dean having ALSO made the Constantine jokes in canon). Yes, wardrobe choices are evocative of all three of these characters. Even some personality traits that Cas has shown might be reminiscent of Columbo’s terse gruffness, or Constantine’s brand of badassery. There’s clearly meta reasons to discuss these parallels. But SPECIFICALLY REGARDING THE CHOICE OF NAMING CASTIEL, it’s simply an incorrect presumption to say the name was chosen as a bastardization of Cassiel. It’s just not correct to presume that and then turn around and say it’s a fact.
I really hope you can see the difference here. I’m not trying to rain on anyone’s parade, but for the purposes of what I do here, I like to keep facts straight.
This is a gemsona i made a while ago, her name is petalite. I really liked her design but the sleeve-like wing thingies didn’t really make sense so i drew her again and ended up with this situation. I’m not sure how to feel about this i struggle to draw her like I’m imagining it in my mind.
doodles from the genosonic-centric regular uni-student au that me and @cirvihi talked about a lil while back :3c
instead of tattoos, sonic likes to wear purple eyeliner; most of the time winged but on bad days he just forgoes it :0
I JUST,,, i came up w the idea of genos still being the cause of sonic having his hair short but i still feel like im thinking too lowly of genos otl i still think he can be a lil shit but would he go that low bc he doesnt know how to deal w romantic emotions like a 4 year old
u can click through the pics to see the captions i added :3c