i missed using colors! here are colors


·· I was under the impression that quinces were bow-and-arrow using savages…But after witnessing that, I guess they’re quite civilized… ··

                                                           - Happy Birthday @vegeet // 2.28.17

Why does Investiture seem to affect the eyes so much?

I mean, hemalurgy has a very powerful bind point at the eyes. Sand mastery sucks water from the eyes to the point of them basically not existing with overuse. Shardblades burn them out. Soulcasting makes them seem gem like after extended use. Surgebinding changes eye color to the extent that one could never tell the original color.

Why always the eyes? I wonder if there’s a constant here I’m missing…

Modifying Masks

As promised, here’s a quick tutorial on cutting/sculpting stuff on masks. Now I won’t be going too much into the process of sculpting itself, since there are plenty of great tutorials already out there for sculpting (and to be honest my sculpting skills are pretty basic). Let’s start off with some of the tools I use the most.

Here we have a dremel with a sanding bit and a cutting bit, two varieties of putty, and modelling knife. The dremel will only be used at the very beginning for rough work, since it chews through plastic pretty quickly. As for the putties, I mostly use the Tamiya putty, which is a liquid putty. It’s great for filling in small gaps and smoothing out seams in combo masks. I used to use liquid green stuff, but found that liquid green stuff doesn’t smooth out as well, and is much better for adding texture. The milliput I use for large gaps and sculpting new details. You can also use green stuff for this, but green stuff can’t hold as sharp of an edge, and again, doesn’t sand as smoothly, so is better for organic sculpts.

Step one:

First we need to cut out the area we’re filling in. I use the cutting bit of the dremel to make a slit, then the sanding bit to trim down the edges to where I can start carving away with the knife.

Step two:

Now we cut a bit more of the excess material away with the knife. Remember, it’s easier to cut more off than it is to sculpt stuff back on, so it’s best to whittle away in small slivers rather than trying to cut out large chunks all at once.

Step three:

Sand down the areas you cut out to get rid of any rough edges. I used a 600 grit sandpaper for this mask.

Step four:

Now we’re getting into the additive part of the tutorial. Since I don’t want to have to accidentally push the teeth inwards or make holes in them, I’m using a piece of plasticard as a base to put the putty on, cutting it to size with the dremel and making sure it’s tall enough to cover the whole mouth area. It’s pretty flexible, so it can be bent to match the contour of the mask, but make sure you don’t snap it in half like I did my first time around. You can also let the plastic sit in hot water for a few minutes to make it bend a bit easier as well.

Step five:

Now we apply a layer of milliput to the plastic and apply glue to the areas inside the mask where the piece will fit in, then fit in the piece while the milliput is still drying, since we want to do some rough sculpting while it’s in the mouth.

Step six:
Using the back of the knife, I’ve made some lines in the putty to make teeth. It’s pretty rough, but we’ll be doing some sanding after the putty dries overnight to smooth it out.

Step seven:

General sanding and smoothing. I used a color of paint that I never actually use on completed masks to determine how smooth things actually are, as it’s a huge hassle to only see a seam once you start painting the mask and have to go back and sand it, prime it, and start painting all over again. This is especially important when you’re trying to get a smooth transition between the putty and the material of the mask, as it’s very easy to miss a tiny seam when the two materials are different colors. You can see here that the teeth aren’t perfectly smooth, but I find letting them have a little bit of texture makes them seem more organic.

Step eight:

Prime your mask, and double check that everything is smooth.

And that’s pretty much it. This was a pretty general tutorial, since I wanted to cover more the basics of conversions rather than how to make one specific mask, but if you guys have any questions on specifics or want to know about something I forgot to cover, feel free to ask!

#Melanin #WarOnMelanin 

The Aeta (Ayta, pronounced eye-tə), or Agta, are an indigenous people who live in scattered, isolated mountainous parts of the island of Luzon, the Philippines.

These peoples are considered to be Negritos, whose skin ranges from dark to very dark brown, and possessing features such as a small stature and frame; hair of a curly to kinky texture and a higher frequency of naturally lighter colour (blondism) relative to the general population; small nose; and dark brown eyes. They are thought to be among the earliest inhabitants of the Philippines, preceding the Austronesian migrations. The earliest inhabitants of the Philippines lived some 40,000 years ago.

The Aeta were included in the group of people termed “Negrito” during Spanish Era. Various Aeta groups in northern Luzon are known as Pugut or Pugot, an Ilocano term that also means “goblin” or “forest spirit”, and is the colloquial term for people with darker complexions. These names are mostly considered inappropriate or derogatory by fellow Negritos of northern Luzon.


The Aeta are the indigenous people of the Philippines. The pale skin Eurasians you see there today are Mongoloid – not Negrito. The Mongoloids are invaders to the islands. Those they could not kill they have tried to breed out. The Aeta have been dealing with genocide longer than the Australian aborigine, and long before any Europeans set foot on the island. Most people suffer some sort of cognitive dissonance around this issue. It is inconceivable that Asians are killing black people and Asians have been killing black people and stealing their land for ‘thousands’ of years. There is no stigma like that of the European slave trade. The Arabs and the Mongols have essentially gotten away with the mass murder of hundreds of millions of black lives. Most see the people of India as a race and not genocide. To be clear – Indian is a nationality not a race. People are not aware of truly how much suffering black people on this earth have had to endure. 800 years before the transatlantic slave trade there was the Arab slave trade. The Arab slave trade was still going on when the European slave trade began and has never quite ended. It is said that the Arab slave trade was equal to the European slave trade if not worse. Before the Arab slave trade the Mongols killed upwards of 40 million people (some estimates are as high as 80 million). At this early time in human history that is almost half of what would have been the worlds known population. The Mongol Empire eventually stretched from Central Europe to the Sea of Japan. The black people in China and Japan were genocided out of history (some say they still remain in pockets). The black people of Thailand(the Mani), Cambodia (the Khmer) and Vietnam (the Champa) are all still there despite the genocide. In India the black people there have been under attack for 3500 years. Today black people in India are extremely confused about their identity. Most people alive today still dont know how it is that black people came to have straight hair even though the science is there. This may come as a surprise but black people were even the first Hawaiians and Hebrews. Racism did not start in Europe. Racism started in the East and spread towards Europe, which explains why they were the last ones to take part in the enslavement of indigenous black people. What the Mongols couldn’t finish the Arabs took up and what the Arabs couldn’t finish the Europeans took up. WE HAVE HAD NO FRIENDS YET NO RACE COULD HAVE ENDURED WHAT THE BLACK RACE HAS ENDURED AND STILL BE ALIVE TO TELL ABOUT IT. WE ARE THE TRUE INDIGENOUS PEOPLE OF ALL TROPICAL LAND ON THIS EARTH AND WE ARE STILL HERE…

[Message for the racists that commented on this post]

I know exactly what I’m talking about.


None of our scholars used the word “colorism” because none of them saw the need to. It has only been popular for a couple years now and already I have seen this word used to cover up anti-black racism a thousand times over. Even when a situation is clearly anti-black racism rearing its ugly head people will say “colorism exists everywhere”… Even when all points are indicating that it’s black genocide and erasure, people are saying “colorism exists everywhere”…
All you hair revolutionaries and social services revolutionaries need to take a seat, and/or read a book.      

“Shadeism” was a popular term long before colorism, and still is. Do your research. Pigmentocracry is also another term you should all get familiar with.
Those terms do not apply to this image, and neither does colorism.

Just in case you missed it: Those terms do not apply to this image, and neither does colorism.    

It’s messed up that only one non-black person accurately saw this image for what it is. She wrote “98% sure that last girl is actually African and her white counterpart is….welll. not filipino”. The way the word colorism is being used is not serving our best interests. It should find its place among ethnic white people – where it belongs.


Black people fought to no longer be called “coloured”. As soon as we rid ourselves of that term – here comes “colorism”… I found that very coincidental, and suspect.  

The word “colorism” may have some place (most likely among ethnic white groups) but as it stands it only serves to confuse the narrative. How many times did you hear Master Teacher MLK or Malcolm X use the word “colorism”? How many times did Master Teacher Dr. John Henrik Clarke or Dr. Yosef Ben-Jochannan use the word? Were you ever once confused by the words our black scholars used? What about the rest of our African historians? Did they too lack the intelligence? Do you think they lacked the proper vocabulary to express themselves? Could you dare think such a thing?


The struggle for black people is real. The Black Holocaust is real. Black Genocide is real. Anti-Black Racism is real. Black Erasure is real. Fix your lips and call this what it is. “Colorism” is a nice soft word like “colonialism” that white people use to make themselves feel better about what is happening and what has happened. They are two very watered-down definitions that mask the brutality and continual injustice and unjust circumstance black people are now dealing with.  





Can white people say BLACK LOVE MATTERS?













Because I made them a little while ago and don’t even use them so here, have some colored icons from some of the latest updates

  • Original art by Himaruya Hidekaz
  • Edit by me
  • Reblog/Like if used.
  • Do not claim as your own
Imagine having to give Dean his present a little late...

Originally posted by ehghtyseven

He opened the door to the bunker as softly as possible, the light of the moon beaming in as he and his brother sneak in, blood splattered on their clothes from the latest hunt.
Upon closing the door they saw that the house was lit up by the soft glow of Christmas lights. For around the banister was lights and blue garland covered in sliver snowflakes. The tree, which was two days overdue, still sat in the middle of the space, the lights on, and the cheap, plastic, colorful bulbs hung all over it. Under the tree, however, was not presents of every shape size and color, but pine needles, which demanded sweeping. The smell of Gingerbread still could be sensed in the home.
“So do you really think she isn’t mad that we missed Christmas?” Sam whispered as they both started down the stairs.
“ When I called her on Christmas and explained that we weren’t going to be here she seemed fine with it, and told us to be careful and not worry about her.”
“Yeah, and we promised her we wouldn’t work on Christmas, and. Then promised we be back by Christmas for the party she wanted to throw.”
“Sam I am sure she is fine. Now you go get some sleep, or shower cause you smell like ass.”
“Hey you were the one who decided that a hotel with no water was a good place to stay the past 4 days.” Sam quietly smiled before heading into his own room, as Dean placed his hand on the handle of his shared bedroom, unsure exactly what he would find when he opened the door.

When he opened the bedroom he saw you laying in the memory foam, your figured illuminated by the soft glow of the Christmas lights hung in the room. As he got closer, he could see the features of your body, for most of it was hidden under the bulging comforter over the bed, it looked as though you were curled in a ball however. Your hair was laying on the pillow under your head, your mouth slightly opened, and your eyes fluttering in your sleep. The breathes you took barely were audible, the only sigh of them was the slight raising and falling of the bulge on one side. He smiled as he gently rubbed a callused hand over your head, and softly sneak to the bathroom to shower. A smile spread across your face as you listened to the bathroom door close.

When Dean reopened the door, his hair was dripping wet, and his body covered only by a pair of baggy sweatpants, which you bought him in the beginning of your relationship. He noticed that you had moved over to the other side of the bed, a smile slowly forming as he realized you were waiting for him.
He slowly climbed into the comforter and nestled his head onto your shoulder as you hummed, leaning your back into him, his arms engulfing your frame, as your hands wrapped his hands.
“Merry Christmas babe.” He whispered in your ear, he could feel your whole body shivers against him when he did.
“Merry December 27th. How was the case?”
“Long, the stupid vampires were not where we expected, turns out instead of being in a creepy abandoned mansion, they were in a heavily populated night club. So we had to draw them out, which was slightly harder but we got it done.”
“Well I am glad you are home, I have a present for you.” You whispered.
“Is it you? Because I would love to unwrap that present.” You giggled at his response as you rolled out of Dean’s grasp, and reached towards the night stand drawer.

“Well seeing how you have seen that gift multiple times already, I figured I would try to get you something different.” You beamed as you handed him a small box, which was wrapped in pale green wrapping paper and decorated with a shiny red bow.

“Is it a box of Cond…” He started however you just raised your hand towards him.

“I will not tell you what is in it, so I guess you have to open it to find out what it is.” You replied as he slowly started to open the paper around it, careful not to ruin the paper as he did. His eyes meeting the top of your head, as he observed you watching his hands play with the wrapping. His eyes then fell back upon the closed box, and upon opening it he discovered a engraved, metallic flask.

“No way, where the hell did you find a Metallica flask?” He asked as he started to pick it up, feeling that it was slightly weighted.

“Ebay, plus I went to the story the other day after the party, since Bobby accidentally drank all your supply, and bought you a newer and bigger bottle of whiskey. I figured I would fill it too this afternoon. So it should still be…”

The rest of your sentence was lost however, when Dean crashed his chapped lips into yours, and slowly began making out with you, as he did he softly whispered, “Best present ever.”

“You think that is good, you should se….” Your sentence was once again lost though at the sound of Sam throwing your door open and the sound of bells as a lump of golden fur leapt up onto your bed.

“Oh no no no no no.” Dean started as the lump of fur collapsed into your legs, as your hand began to pet the lump.

“Dean, she might be the best girlfriend you have ever had.” He exclaimed as you giggled at the thing fallen next to your legs. Dean watched as you interacted with the fur ball and sighed lovingly, “Yeah, she really is.”

On Gems and Colour

(i hope it’s ok to ask through submission, because i’d have to split it up into several asks)

I’m not sure it can be called a theory, but i’ve been thinking about how much gems can and cannot influence the color pallet of their pysical forms.

Tbh i don’t remember if you were the one making a post about this, but i remember someone pointing out the fact that there seems to be a difference in color shades and/or intensity depending on the age of the gems. I’ve been looking through your Ruby posts again and you said that in Hit the Diamond it was Leggy’s first mission, so she’s probably the youngest. Leggy is the darkest of the Ruby squad. Then there’s Eyeball who is the oldest (if i remember correctly) and her colors are the most faded.
So, this is something they probably don’t have any control over.
Then there’s the thing that gems are usually similar colored to their Diamond or share a color in some variation with them. (eg: Peridot – YD, Sapphire – BD, Rose - PD)
My theory (kind of) is that Pearls are the only ones (maybe Bismuths too) that can change their colors according to their Diamond (or whoever their respective owner is). Real life pearls do shimmer in all kinds of colors after all.
This would explain why our Pearl looks so different from Blue and Yellow Pearl, who stick strictly to the color of their respective Diamond. Could it be that our Pearl changed her color pallet to show that she doesn’t belong to anyone? I think this might be another way to show her struggle of understanding change (as seen in Three gems and a baby) and her willingness to try for Rose.
We’ve seen Amethyst change the color of her clothes multiple times, but her color pallet always stays the same. Pearl on the other hand is the only one who uses very different colors. Looking at her everyday outfits from before Steven was born up until now, she seems to move further away from pink everytime, and her current outfit even has quite a lot of yellow in it. She is basically a mix of the colors of Y, B and PD.

So, to conlude, I think Pearls can change their colors more drastically than other gems (and even if all gems can, none do it except Pearls)

Can I get your thoughts on this? Did I miss something here?

Hi there! Of course you can send in submissions, and thank you for your comprehensive submission here :D

If I could summarise your main points, it’s that:

  • Gems’ colours fade as they age and they can’t control it
  • Gems’ colours reflect their diamond and faction 
  • Except Pearls, who may be able to control their palette after regeneration

I think these are really interesting ideas! :D 

1. Fading Colours

So far our only glimpse at gems of the same type is the Ruby Squad and our own Ruby. And you’re right in pointing out Eyeball has a lighter colours compared to the other Rubies. Leggy is the Newbie and has the darkest, almost purplish coloration. Navy, whom we’re assuming is young as well, has a lighter purple to her, while Doc, Army, and our Ruby have similar colours. 

I like this idea because it shows that even if gems don’t physically, there are still signs of their years passed. And you’re right in saying gems can’t seem to control that. When gems regenerate, they maintain their colour palette and can’t change things like the colour of their skin.

I feel this can be broken down into two ideas. First, not all gems of the same type come out exactly the same. There will be little differences. Just like how some of the Rubies are more on the orange-red end of the spectrum while others are on the violet-red of the spectrum. 

When we talk about intensity of colour though, that’s interesting too. In fact, Eyeball supports this statement in Bubbled. When she and Steven are careening through an asteroid field, Eyeball is still outside the bubble and she’s running, jumping, and dodging asteroids for her life. 

At one point, she gets tired and pants: I think I’m losing my lustre…

Which is said in the context and tone of most people going, “I’m getting too old for this!”

So gems do have a concept of ageing in the form of losing their lustre. And it may be true that after facing a lot of battles or just being exposed to the elements a lot, a gem can have a lot of very small scratches, that make it appear dull, unlike the scratches on a phone screen after a lot of use. 

But it’s very subtle, because gems, in reality, don’t actually age. They do feel time passing and the weight of the years on them though, and it would be interesting if it manifests in their physical appearance as well. 

2. Reflecting their Factions

This is a topic that I’ve covered on the blog before, but it’s worth discussing again! Gem colours reflect the colour of their factions. It makes sense that in The Answer, Sapphire and the other gems aligned with Blue Diamond are different shades of Blue, even in their silhouettes. 

One new thing to bring up is that we see some gems who are a definite mix of two Diamonds’ colours. I will be the first to say that Quartzes come in all colours, and that the gem colours in the show are definitely partly based off the kind of material the gem incubated in.

Nonetheless, it’s interesting that, say, the Kindergarten Control Room and Hand Ship are green, even though they’re areas for Yellow Diamond. That Peridot, the embodiment of technological development under YD’s faction, is green means that there might be room for collaboration between diamond factions in post-war Homeworld, particularly between Yellow and Blue Diamond.

3. Pearls’ Colours 

This is something I also agree with! That Pearls cut across factions (gems of any faction seem to be able to own Pearls, who are given as merit awards) means that they might not be made with a particular colour in mind. When we see Pearl in The Answer, her colour is stylised as a light blue-green. And we get hints of that now when she blushes. But you’re absolutely right in saying that she has yellows, greens, and even pinks in her colour palette and these are things that she adds on as she regenerates. There was even a time Pearl had purple leggings in her leg warmers phase.

And it would mean that Pearls may come from the white faction. They’re malleable and sort of start out with a template, much like the White Diamond is a template or the archetypal diamond. As such, they’d be given the ability to change colours more easily than do other gems.

It’s also worth noting that Pearls are created through organic means, so they aren’t like other gems. That could be the key to making them able to change colours. 

Mark Rothko, Saffron, 1957, Oil on canvas, © VBK Wien, 2007, Albertina, Vienna, permanent loan of Batliner Collection

This is a very interesting new scan of Saffron. It’s certainly more resolved than our previous scan here. Followers of this blog know I like to replace posts with the best, most accurate scan i can so the posts evolve with the most realism. However, in this case I am not quite ready to replaces the old scan and say this is more accurate. I realize the old scan is pushed a lot on the contrast end and certainly there’s more brush detail here. However, this scan may be on the red/orange side and the old one may be closer to the actual color. We’ve seen this painting bright yellow to dark red. Am I being overly cautious not replacing something I know is better resolution? Perhaps, but the ability to have both for a while may also be of value. I’m going to leave them both up for now and be happy for this high quality new version and hope someone in Vienna can tell us what we’re missing.

Manic Panic Review

I rarely post reviews on here, but I thought this might be helpful for those who have never tried Manic Panic.

Manic Panic was one of the first brands I used when I started dyeing my hair, for me it was the best brand in the world (wrong, I know). As I started using more brands, I realized that Manic Panic can be a hit or miss. I will write a very short honest review of each color I used.

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I’m starting college next month and I’m in a need of some money (my top priorities rn are covering book costs and to buy new glasses since my current ones are 6 y old and I see nothing with them and have a horrible headache 24/7 and if I get enough money I can maybe also get shoes that don’t have a hole in the bottom lmao)
SO I’m opening commissions! 

I’ll draw anything, nsfw, gore and guro, furry!
Backgrounds are extra based on how complex it is.

You can choose the medium which you would like the color illustration to be done in! I can do markers, watercolors, ink painting (the example for bust is ink!), acrylics, color pencils, all kinds of mixed media and digital.
However, I prefer to work with traditional media.

You can message me or send an ask, but I would definitely prefer you email me at noorapan@gmail.com so the asks don’t go missing in tumblr ask box jungle as they tend to.

If you’re interested in commissioning something that isn’t listed here, you are welcome to send an email anyway!
These commissions are for non-profit use only! If you have a for-profit project that you would like to commission art for, email me and we can discuss it.

I would be super grateful if you could signal boost this !!

Finally finished 1/9 WIPs I have in my sketchbook 😁😂 I wanted to finish this since I really miss using colored pencils and I’m very glad that I was able to apply here my color choices in watercolor (especially in the black)

Who dares to choose between Ladynoir and Adrienette? Well I can’t so I guess I combined them here 💕

WELL WELL WELL!!! what do we have here >:D

Looks like Tom… but wait…. he looks different!

Well kiddies! If that’s what you though you’re right!~

This is what I call Tom’s “Darkkind” and ‘Lightkind",  the equivalent to Marks darkipliers and lightipliers!


Moving along… these are trial sketches and missing many details like lights wings, shirt designs, clothing designs and so on. Not all colors are permanent (or they may be dunno), and yes, i used the color pink :3

I can see Tom’s light as a dirty blonde as opposed to Mark’s light being a lighter blonde~

And i lover the eye colors i chose…. though im thinking of making  Darkkinds eyes darker or changing the color completely~

I think and hope i’m the first to ever so this…. and please don’t be afraid to correct me if i’m wrong~

but yes~ i hope you all enjoy~

Theory time!

have you noticed in the pupils of the hosts? And I don’t mean the shape of them but the color, I think that they turn to a especific color after they have their demon. 

for example we have Gil

He had black pupils before his dead and then after that:

They were white, and it’s about that time that he start seeing Nevy. So acording to this idea I noticed something interesting in the firsts chapters,

Look at Maggie here 

At first I though that Michaelle did this for us to just focus on Ava, but I didn’t thought she would miss this kind of things, and I confirmed my theory when I saw this image

definitely has black pupils! So maybe she had a dead experience  and was reborned with Tuls, or maybe they made a pact right away I don’t know.

But now my ramblings, I think that Ava had something to do with her dead. Just, why does Maggie hate her so much? what happened to their friendship? Maybe Wrathia made Ava done something terrible to her, maybe she’s the reason why she died.

I mean look at her here:

She’s remembering something from her past, she’s using the same dress as the photo of her and Ava and her pupils are again black. “what do you know about helping me” she said, maybe Ava (under Wrathia’s influence) did something similar to her, maybe Maggie begged her for help but Ava refused to do it. 

And maybe that’s why Ava tries to hard to be her friend again, becuse she blames herself for what happened to her even if she was unfer Wrathia’s influence, she want her to understand that it wasn’t her who did that to her but she would just not listen.  



I give you my color system

this is a system Laurel and I have crafted specifically to reflect how I express and am affected by my mental illness and autism. 

Colors not shown; Grey (idk what my color is but I’m not worried about) and Red (idk what my color is aND ITS SRSLY STARTING TO BUG ME)

there’s several shades to each color because each color is varied and multi-faceted. ie I can have two Blue days in a row that are absolutely, entirely different from one another, but are still very clearly ‘Blue’. 

These colors are shorthand for what I’m capable of and what I may need from others, I’ve been using them with Laurel for several months now and want to start using them here and with both my therapist and psychiatrist. This is as condensed as I felt I could make it and there are obviously nuances missing or glossed over, but it’ll do for now. 

I want to stress that no color is ‘bad’ even though some of them are personally frustrating to navigate. They simply are, and my goal is to work with them not against them. Beating myself up over having a Purple day will not make it Orange. Accepting myself as I am, with all my ‘imperfections’ has quite literally managed to turn Purple to Orange tho, and that’s fucking amazing

Re[arctan(z)] (blue) and Im[arctan(z)] (red) plotted from [0, 2π]

holy shit y’all
So when I was writing up the description for my arctan sculptures last post I had initially written [0, 2π] instead of [-π, π] and then thought about it a little harder and realized I’d never actually looked at any of these trig functions from [0, 2π], all the plots and animations and everything I’d ever done was always [-π, π]. And I looked at what arctan looked like, and I wondered what the hell the [0, 2π] version would look like and kind of imagined it as something that puckered out in the middle and tapered off at the ends. WRONG. NOT EVEN CLOSE, AND WOAH THAT’S COOL. So I am now sitting in a chaise lounge in the fancy hotel this conference is at just trying to hammer out animations of all the ~shape variations~ of all four “trig families” (can I just start calling them that for my own sake? The regular, inverse regular, hyperbolic, and inverse hyperbolic? They lil families? Mom, dad, brother, sister, baby trig functions? I just really like making up my own terms for things to make my life easier?).

Anyway, here’s the first one, and with a color scheme that actually follows the one I’m more or less standardizing for my sculptures: real parts cool colors, imaginary parts warm colors, since the real numbers are ~familiar and comforting and calm~ and complex numbers are (legitimately) more dynamic and full of life and movement herp derp derp. So yeah just finished up coth so I’ll dump that one on you here shortly. Er mer gerd I’ve missed making these animations, going to hopefully actually download some gif making software so I can make them on the drive back since I usually just use gifmaker.me.


Coloring Tutorial!

So, I’ve stumbled across a new coloring style that’s working really well for me and wanted to pass it along. It’s super easy and gives great results with a little practice.

I’ll be using the process to color “Second Opinion” as the example, so for more (image heavy), proceed under the cut. I use Manga Studio 5, but this should work with any coloring program with layers.

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In response to stephicool !!

Headcanon that when Natsu becomes END he loses the guild mark but after he becomes normal again he gets Mira to put his new guild mark on his hand and it’s yellow and he goes to show it off to Lucy. Oky, it’s not really a headcanon O.o

    It had been a week since everything had calmed down.  Zeref was defeated, everything seemed to be going back to normal, and most importantly, Natsu was released from E.N.D’s demon form.  Lucy felt like she could finally relax, take a breathe of fresh air.  There had been a weight on all of their shoulders for quite some time after finding out Natsu was E.N.D and it had taken a toll on everyone.  Gray had ultimately used his demon slayer magic to fight Natsu- their battle was inevitable.  However, what surprised even Zeref, Natsu was still half human.  Lucy had been stricken with grief after finding out that Natsu was E.N.D.  Her world came crashing down around her for the umpteenth time in her life.  E.N.D ended up taking a hold of Natsu’s human form so, he was unable to control the demon.  This lead into a colossal battle nearly tearing Fiore apart.  That’s when Gray stepped in, using his magic he had gained from his father, Silver.  He fought E.N.D, barely making it out alive, but defeated the demon half of Natsu.  Natsu was horribly injured, as was Gray; no one thought they’d actually survive.


       Gray collapsed opposite of Natsu who had already fallen.  The black designs of the demon that had littered Natsu’s body were now receding, fading away.  Lucy rushed to the unconscious dragon slayer who was barely breathing. 

     ”Natsu!  Natsu, please wake up, please!” Lucy’s eyes filled with hot tears.  She was desperately groping his face, attempting to wake him to no avail.  She suddenly gasped in horror as on his right shoulder, where his Fairy Tail mark should’ve been, was bare.  

     ”Oh no!  No, no!  His guild mark, i’it’s gone!  W-Wendy, please, can you help?” Lucy pleaded desperately, searching for the blue haired girl in the crowd gathered around.  Her eyes fell on the dragon slayer at Gray’s side, trying to heal him.  Juvia was crouched at Gray’s side, clutching his unmoving hand.

     ”G-Gray-sama!  Don’t leave Juvia!” Tears rolled down the water mage’s cheeks.

      “Lucy…  I can only heal one person at a time, I’m sorry.  Gray is really bad…  I don’t know what to do.”  Wendy answered, her own tears sparkling in her eyes.  Lucy frantically tried to help Natsu in any way that she could but he didn’t respond.

      “N-Natsu…. Please wake up….  Don’t leave me.” Lucy sobbed into his chest, she felt utterly helpless.  To Lucy, this was the worst thing that happened as of yet.  She had just gotten the one person that she valued the most, the one person that made her whole again, only to have him torn from her right in front of her eyes.

      “This isn’t fair.  I don’t have anyone else, I waited so long for him to come back.  I got stronger for him, he’s the one to always make me happy, he’s my family!  Why is this happening, why is everything being taken from me?” Lucy quietly cried, her face still buried in his chest, her fists balled up underneath her.  Lucy then noticed that Happy had flown over to where they were and was sniffling.  She opened her arms for the small blue cat who snuggled close to her, crying as much as she was.

      “Lucy, what do we do…?” Happy wailed and Lucy rocked him back and forth, saying nothing.  Her shoulders shook with every breath, she had never felt this helpless.

       ”Ju…via?” Everyone’s eyes were now on Gray who was now struggling to sit up, only managing to prop himself up on his elbows.

      “G-Gray!” Juvia seemed to be so excited that Gray was now conscious, she forgot to say ‘sama’. Everyone except Lucy rushed to his side.  Lucy sadly looked down at Natsu and then back at Gray.  She met Gray’s gaze and fresh tears sprouted.  Lucy flashed a small smile at Gray who was now trying even harder to get on his feet.

     ”That Flame-Brain,” Gray spluttered out, “Don’t you leave Lucy..” Gray’s last words were a whisper but Lucy caught them and it made her chest tighten.  All Lucy was doing at that point was clutching Happy, soaking his fur in salty tears.  It seemed like centuries before anyone breathed; Happy was quieter now, his head burrowed in the crook of Lucy’s neck.

     ”L…ucy…” Lucy suddenly perked up, glancing down at Natsu, his eyes still shut.  A wave of disappointment flooded her, thinking she must’ve imagined it. 

     ”Mm… Lucy…” Natsu shifted slightly and Lucy gasped.

     ”Natsu!” Lucy cried, freeing Happy from her grasp and moving in closer to Natsu.

      “Ergh…  Where am I?” Natsu slurred his words.

      “I-it’s okay, you’re safe.  Don’t move too much, you’re badly injured.” 

       ”Natsu, just relax, I should be able to heal some of your wounds.” Wendy had arrived next to them, hovering her hands over his body.  Lucy watched as the young girl worked and as Natsu slowly regained consciousness.

     ”I… I heard you Lucy…  I heard you…” Natsu whispered, slowly lifting a hand to her face.

    “I’m not…. leaving yet.” He sighed out, his hand dropping on top of hers which rested back on his chest.  Lucy began to panic once more, thinking that he was slipping away but Wendy rested a hand on her shoulder.

     ”It’s okay, Lucy.  He just needs sleep and a lot of time to recover but, he should be okay.” Wendy smiled.

      “Thank you, Wendy…” Lucy murmured, stroking Natsu’s hair while Happy curled up next to Natsu’s head, relief thick in the air between the Fairy Tail guild members. Knowing Natsu was okay, Lucy went over to Gray who was now sitting up with help form Juvia.

      “Lucy, I’m so-” Gray started.

      “You saved him, don’t be sorry.” Lucy murmured to Gray. “He’s going to be fine.  I’m really happy you’re okay, Gray.” She smiled at him and Juvia.

     ”You’re in good hands now, we should go back to the guild.” Lucy touched Juvia’s shoulder who smiled up at her.  With that, Lucy went back to Natsu to help move him to the safety of the guild.  All was well.

                                End Flashback

      The sun felt good on Lucy’s face as she sat outside of the guildhall by one of the cherry blossom trees.  It was a warm day, it seemed like Magnolia even celebrated with them in their victory.  It was then that Lucy heard the back door open but paid no attention to it, she was in her own euphoria.  However, the door opening was followed by footsteps heading over to the Celestial wizard.

     ”Hey, Lucy!” Natsu called to her and she sat up happily.  She still felt awful when she looked at him; his arms were tightly bandaged, his midsection was gored the worst so, Natsu had been opting out of wearing anything on his upper half.  His eyes had dark bruises that hung under them and he was still limping.  But, Natsu being Natsu, he insisted he was fine and was up and about, especially after hearing that Gray was able to be out of bed.  Lucy recalled the exact quote he had said while laying in bed,

      “If that Ice-Princess can be outta bed then so can I!  I’m fine!”  

     Shortly after saying that, he had promptly fell out of bed successfully giving Lucy a slight panic attack.

     Natsu now was standing next to her under the cherry blossom true, sporting a huge smile.

    “What’s up, Natsu?  Are you feeling okay?” Lucy questioned him, smiling back.

     ”I’m great!  What’re you doing out here all by yourself?”

    “It was nice out for once, I thought I’d enjoy the weather.” Lucy laughed lightly making Natsu smile once more.

     ”Yeah, it is nice out.”

      “So, what are you up to?” Lucy asked after a few moments.

     ”Huh?  Oh, yeah.  I have to show you something.” Natsu smirked at her.

      “What is it?” Lucy asked cautiously and Natsu snickered but Lucy noticed a slight blush on his cheeks.

      “I, uh, guess I got a new guild mark.” Natsu glanced sheepishly at her and Lucy smiled.

     ”Oh, good, Mira finally gave it to you!  Let me see!” Lucy craned her neck, trying to see his right shoulder but found nothing there.

     ”Huh?  Where is it?”  Natsu laughed at her confusion and flashed his right hand in her face.  Donned on his hand was a yellow guild mark, just like her pink one.

    “Natsu!” Lucy gasped and he grasped her right hand and help it up to his.

   ”Just like yours.” He said quietly.

    “Natsu…  Thank you…” Lucy felt her tears fall, unable to control them.

   ”Lucy, don’t cry… Please.” Natsu’s face strained.

    “I’m just so happy…” Lucy laughed slightly, smiling as him.  ”I’m so happy you’re here.”

    “I’m not leaving.  Not again.” Natsu pulled her into his chest, hugging her tightly.

    “Thank you, Natsu…  You’re really amazing…” Lucy admitted, her face tinged red and he chuckled and squeezed her.

    “So, did you pick out the color of your guild mark?” Lucy questioned curiously.

    “Actually… No, I didn’t.  I heard Mira talking about the machine that gives us our mark though.  Apparently whatever color we get is of something we care about deeply.  My old one was red so…  That one was for Igneel.  I’ll miss it but…  I know Igneel will always be with me.  This one is yellow so…  I guess… It’s for…”  Natsu trailed off looking embarrassed and Lucy laughed.

    “Let’s just say my mark isn’t pink for no reason…” Lucy admitted quietly, her face burning.

    “Yeah…  I think we know why we have them…” Natsu stated quietly, resting his head on top of Lucy’s.

I hope you guys like it!  Sorry, it feels rushed and idk ugh, I just hope you like it!