I’ve said numerous times I wanted to go back and improve the older ones in my series of Danganronpa idle animations, and of course Fukawa, who didn’t even have any actions originally, would be first on the list. I had this exact animation in mind very early on.
There’s a lot more motion in this than the other ones, and of course the Genocider Syo/Genocide Jack part only made things more challenging… I decided to add an iconic background, too - the cafeteria from DR1- since I had already come this far and wanted to go another extra mile.
I love this guy so much and also I wanted a new animated header for myself :V … Was lots of fun and I tried out a new programm to add post production effects on it too like a small glow border and movement in the background and more subtle things to make it look anime haha >:D!
Ho god, I love this character and his different costume (I know he has more than those one, but I choose my favorites ;) ) and I like to experiment my style on this one, add some details OwO
Also I take the opportunity here to annonce that I’m opening another tumblr page where I will reblog the stuff that I like and answer a lot more questions! I do that because I always forbid myself to reblog on this blog, so people who comes won’t get lost between my art and the other’s. Plus, that kind of annoys me to mix my art and just some post where I talk, I have the feeling that it can annoy people who just want to see animation >< But I think it’s quiet sad to not help people to have some views or reblog or struggle with answering questions :(
I ended up having to add in/animate the glitches in After Effects, since Flash doesn’t have the blending mode options that I use to make the glitches look the way they do. It’s not quite the way I want it to look but I’ll mess around with it more another time ;)
I don’t really know why, but I adore the concept of mermaids in the rain. <3 (But UGH! I never want to add rain-drops on anything ever again! D,X) This one was more complicated than the others due to the fact that the head, the body, the fin, the rain, the statue and the background are all from different shots/scenes.
What they want: Stefan or Damon (I picked damon), #16 “You stood me up again for Elena.”, #35 “He’s my ex.” And add Kol Mikaelson into the mix.
Warning: ex bf Damon, kol mikaelson, ex gf reader
This was the sixth time Damon had stood you up for Elena, and you couldn’t handle it anymore. The dark haired vampire had pushed you toward your limit and even his excuses were starting to get even more ridiculous.
“Elena’s in trouble!”
“Klaus kidnapped Elena, I gotta save her!”
“Elena needs help with her studies!”
“Elena needs me right now she’s sick!”
(Y/n) couldn’t take this much longer the more her boyfriend spent time with Elena she could feel their relationship breaking she knew Damon and Elena were a thing before she had come along but seeing her boyfriend’s eyes light up every time he spoke about how Elena needed him killed her on the inside.
But today is what broke her heart the most, Damon had forgotten about their date. She had been planning this for a while now and to see him not even bother to show up showed her how little he actually cared for her.
Embrassed she paid the bill for the dinner some of the people their giving her pitiful looks, as she exited out of the restaurant hurried to her car not caring that it was raining or that she and her outfit was getting wet.
Seated in her car now (y/n) pulled out her phone and dailed Damon’s number, going to straight to voice mail she decided to leave him a voice mail.
“Hey damon, you forgot again”, she paused taking a deep breath to stop her self from crying over the phone before beginning again. “Your probably with Elena right now but i just wanted to say I can’t do this anymore.”
A small tear ran down her cheek as she keep talking, “You stood me up again for Elena, i…..damon i can’t keep doing this, this heartbreak. And I think it’s best if we see other people.” Ending the call, she started up her car and drove far away from the restaurant never once stopping as she passed her house, not stopping once she passed the Salvatore house. Not even stopping ss the passed the now leaving sign.
It’s been seven years since (y/n) had left Damon amd her hometown, it took one month for her to accept that Damon and her were over, six months for her to get over Damon and one whole year to finally move on.
Now having been in a new relationship for 6 years with an original vampire named Kol Mikaelson, (y/n) was better. She had meet kol when she arrived at a bar in New Orleans and he had treated her like a queen.
After 5 months of dating him she had met his family and they weren’t anything like her old friends. They were a wild bunch, Elijah and her often would sit in his study and read books to each other or in peace sometimes he would invite her out to go for a walk him, Niklaus would complain about everything to her either or them complained about his little rants but it was peaceful she even babysat hope at times. Hayley and Rebekah would have a girls day with her and go shopping or just relax.
Kol and (y/n) had just finished their morning breakfast at a cafe and decided to take a stroll through the park when Kol stopped half way. Seeing Damon staring at his girlfriend did not sit well with kol, “(Y/n) dear, do you have any reason on why Damon Salvatore would be staring at you?” He asked. (Y/n) turnt her attention toward het boyfriend and strug her shoulders.
“He’s my ex.”
Alec’s hands are griping Magnus’ shirt backing him up towards the bedroom, leaning down to kiss him passionately as they go, lips crashing together as he’s pulled against the hard lines of shadowhunter body.
Magnus is loving this turn of events just days after their first date but can’t help wonder why Alec suddenly seems so forward when something dawns on him. Quickly he breaks the kiss, gasping for breath with a hand on Alec’s chest to try and keep some space between them.
“Alexander…wait a moment please.” Magnus smiles at Alec and takes a small step away, hoping to slow things down a little.
“You do know just because I told you about the 17,000 doesn’t mean I expect to add you to that list right away. I think you and I could have something really special here and that means that I want to treasure every moment with you.
We don’t have to rush this, you only get one first time and you need to be sure you’re ready. And then, when you’re sure we’ll make it special, meaningful. Most of the others I don’t even remember their names, they were just a way to pass the time on lonely nights. A quick bit of fun, you already mean way more than that to me already, you know that right?”
Alec blushes and looks away, unable to hold Magnus’ gaze.
“I…I…I just want to make you happy. I don’t want you to find someone else Magnus, someone who knows how to do this, who can give you a proper relationship with everything that involves. How can I compare to all those other experiences you’ve had when I’ve literally done nothing! ”
Magnus slides his hand from Alec’s chest up to the front of his shoulder and rubs small comforting circles with his thumb until the shadowhunter looks at him again.
“Alexander, you don’t have to compete. You have my full attention and there is no one I want to spend time with more than you. I love just talking to you, I’d love to snuggle with you while we chat, kiss you some more but only if you want it too. It’s ok if we take this slow, just try not to overthink everything. You’re not the only one that feels vulnerable. ”
Alec searches Magnus face trying to figure out why the beautiful, confident man in front of him could possibly feel vulnerable.
“What are you worried about Magnus, you’ve lived forever, had so many experiences. You must know how handsome and wonderful you are, how attractive others find you.” Alec says, no heat behind his words just feeling confused still.
“Well, I try…” Magnus chuckles gesturing at himself, drawing attention to his make up and jewellery before looking a little more serious when he continues. “But there’s things about me you don’t know yet. I’m hoping you’ll get to know them eventually but let’s just say not everyone over the years has been as tolerant of warlocks as you are. Not all experiences are good ones.”
“You know that how I feel has nothing to do with you being a warlock or not. It’s you as a person that I like.” Alec reassures.
Magnus smiles up at Alec before taking a deep breath, his face now reflecting his inner insecurities and doubts, deciding if he really wants to continue with what he’s about to do.
“What’s is it Magnus? ” Alec asks as he notices not only the expression change but also the way Magnus whole body seems to have stiffened slightly.
“I want to show you something Alexander, I think it’ll help. You’ve told me about your insecurities and fears tonight so it’s only right I share a big one of my own. ” he tries to smile at the taller man but it feels week even to himself.
“Only if you’re sure…” Alec repeats back Magnus’ earlier sentiment.
“I’m sure…its just…I’ve lost people who I was interested in before over this, I don’t want to lose you but I don’t want to hide from you. I trust you and it’s important to me that you know exactly what you’re getting into before you decide if you want us to go further.”
“Er…okay?” Alec says as he watches Magnus closes his eyes, take a deep breath and seems to steady himself for a moment. He takes both of Magnus’ hands in his, interlacing his own fingers with the other mans ringed fingers trying to reassure the man in front of him.
Slowly Magnus’ eyes flutter open and Alec’s breath catches at what he sees. Gone are the deep brown eyes that he’s used to seeing Magnus with, the expressive eyes that always give away what the warlock is feeling and now in their place are honey gold orbs with narrow almond shaped pupils. They seem to sparkle in the light and Alec can’t help but stare.
Magnus looks away blinking as he puts the glamour back up, sadness reflected on his face as he tries to turn away and Alec immediately realises he’s not said anything yet and had just been examining the warlock marks, his gaze intense and emotionless as he tried to take in every detail. He quickly lifts his hand to cup Magnus’ face in his palm and guides it back towards him.
“You’re beautiful” he whispers, his voice breathy and low “seriously Magnus, I got a little lost looking at them and I’m sorry if that made you doubt my reaction but your eyes are just mesmerising.” Alec leans in to gently place a kiss on Magnus’ lips before pulling back to smile at him.
Magnus lets out the breath he hadn’t even realised he was still holding and smiles up at his boyfriend, his heart squeezes in his chest and he’s pretty sure it’s the last fragments of the walls he’d built crumbling and falling away.
They stand like that for a few moments, neither one saying anything just looking at each other and smiling. Alec is the first to break the comfortable silence.
“Don’t feel like you ever have to hide from me Magnus, I love your real eyes and I’m honoured you felt ready to show me them. Now can we get back to where this night was originally going. I might have started with all the wrong reasons but I’m sure now. I trust you Magnus and I want to spend the night with you.”
“Alexander, you never cease to amaze me!” Magnus whispers as he reveals his cat eyes again and this time it’s him who reaches up to wrap his hand around the back of Alec’s neck, pulling him down to kiss him deeply as they slowly start walking their way to the bedroom again.
Magnus stirs early the next morning, the rising sun shining in his eyes where he forgot to close the curtains last night. What catches his eye though is the perfect form laying next to him, the sheet covering Alec’s lower body but his torso is bathed in sunlight and Magnus reaches out to trace the runes across the muscled sholders and back.
Alec yawns and groans as he slowly wakes up, rolling over to smile at the warlock as long fingers slide from his back, across his ribs to land on his chest as he moves.
“Morning sweetheart” Magnus whispers as he places a chaste kiss on Alec’s cheek.
“Hi,” Alec breathes “so last night really happened.” A blush spreading on his cheeks.
“You don’t regret it do you?”
“Of course not Magnus, it was wonderful, you were amazing. I just wish I could have made it as good for you as it was for me” Alec ducks his head, avoiding Magnus’ gaze.
“Darling, you have no idea how good it was for me too. Being your first was an honour but it was my first time too. The first time I got to be with you, a memory I will always treasure. It’s something I hope to repeat often though.” Magnus chuckles and gives Alec a fond look.
Alec just smiles and snuggles close and rests his head on Magnus’ chest.
“I think I like that idea…very much!”
“You know Alexander, I think I had to kiss a lot of toads first but I finally found my prince in you.”
Alec just rolls his eyes at the cheesy comment but suddenly every last doubt he ever had about not being able to compare to everyone in Magnus’ past has gone. They might have got to have a small taste of this magical man but Alec is the one who gets to keep him.
You stare at the closed door in front of you and take a deep breath for the third time tonight. You’re standing outside your boyfriend’s apartment, like you’ve done a thousand times before. It’s the same chipped and faded paint on the wood you’ve seen that has been etched into your memory, along with the same useless doorbell that never works- But it all feels different, because of what you’ve come here to do.
You are completely, totally, hopelessly in love with Daveed Diggs. He feels the same way about you, you know he does. He’s expressed it breathlessly between kisses, in dorky love letters, and in a song coupled with Lin’s awkward beatboxing in the background. And because the two of you are in love, you want to do what people who are in love do.
In the year that you’ve been dating he has mostly managed to keep his hands off of you. You never went much further than the occasional hasty make out session on the couch, but lately you’d been wanting more. You came to his apartment with the intention of finally, finally taking that next step with him. You are worried about one thing, though, since you are an absolutely clueless virgin. You’ve never done this before, but have always imagined how it would go… your first time being so intimate with another human being. Thinking it through from the last couple of days, you convinced yourself you had nothing to worry about. He’s always been so caring with you, and you’re not a child. You know how this works.
You finally knock on the door, smoothing out your dress and fixing your hair as you wait. You’ve chosen to wear something that you know makes you look irresistible-a short, sleeveless dress, lace tights, and your lucky heels, all in black. It should definitely do the trick.
Soft footsteps come closer, and the door opens to reveal your boyfriend, messy haired and as cute as ever.
“Hey, Y/N,” He beams at you, his brown eyes shining with joy from your surprise of just randomly showing at his door. He’s so cute that you nearly forget to respond.
“Hi, Dave. Mind if I come inside?” You smile back, trying to add an edge to your voice that you hope is anything near sexy.
“Not at all, sugar,” He ushers you inside and kisses your cheek as you brush past him. “What inspired this visit?” He hums against your neck, slipping his arms around your waist.
“Oh, nothing, I just wanted to see you. That’s all,” You reply coyly.
“Well, you’re always welcome here. I can never get enough of you,” He’s still smiling at you, although it’s more of a smirk now. Maybe he knows what you’re up to. Still in an almost-embrace, you drift into the living room and onto the couch.
“Do you want a drink? I could get us some beers,” Daveed asks.
“How about something a little more… sophisticated?” You suggest sinking your vision to his eyes, hoping that you’re still being subtle.
He must have caught on to your plan, because his eyebrows quirk up, like they always do when he’s in a playful mood. “Coming right up, doll,” he says and whisks to the kitchen and returns shortly with two blood-red glasses. When he gives you yours your hands touch and linger. It’s as if every time your skin has come into contact, from the kiss at the door to this quick moment, sparks have flown between the two of you. Even making eye contact with him over the rim of your glass has you feeling hot all over.
It doesn’t take long before both of your glasses are drained and you’re basically in his lap, toying with the buttons at the top of his shirt. You kick off your shoes so you can bring your feet up on the couch. Looking down at you, he pulls you closer to him, as if it were even possible. It’s still chaste and innocent. You’re only playing with each other’s hair, looking into each other’s eyes. His gaze keeps flicking down to your lips, which you had agonized over for some time, delicately painting on the perfect shade of red. Then his lips are on yours, soft at first and then building up to something dangerous and reckless. There’s teeth, there’s tongue, it’s filthy and you love it. Your lipstick is definitely ruined but you couldn’t care less.
He pushes you onto your back, suddenly harsh and commanding. He has total control over you, and you’re just helplessly needy, arching into his touch and chasing those wonderful feelings he’s giving you. There’s that sinful thing he does with his tongue, and the way he keeps grinding his hips where your dress has ridden up… It’s too much and not enough.
“Maybe we should… Mmf… Go to your room?” You ask as he stops his assault on your lips to nibble at your collarbone.
He simply nods, holding your hand on the way there and looking at you like he wants to devour you. He throws you onto the bed, making you squeak in surprise. “I want you, and I’m going to take you… I’ll make you mine, babydoll…” He murmurs and literally tears your tights off your legs. The amount of force he’s using begins to scare you.
Your dress is the next to go. Thankfully, he manages to keep it in one piece. Now you’re fully exposed, except for a thin lace bra which he makes quick work of. He’s straddling you at this point, and you can feel his erection straining in his skinny jeans. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Y/N.” He growls as he takes in the expanse of your bare body. Even though it’s a compliment, it sounds almost predatory.
His clothes come off quickly. You want to take a second to let the fact sink in that you’re skin to skin with the love of your life, but he’s moving so fast you don’t have the time. It’s too frantic. Every touch is fleeting; every brush of your lips is too rushed.
“It’s been such a long time, sweetheart. You’re so gorgeous. I might have to skip the foreplay. I need to feel you, now,” He growls and pounces on you, and starts rutting his cock against your opening. It’s nice- but your eyes widen when you realize exactly how big he is. You were not expecting it to be so thick or so long, and you find yourself wondering how on Earth that is going to fit inside you. “Mmm… You’re going to feel me for days. You’ll be so wrecked when I’m through with you…” He’s pressing harder, sending prickles of pain throughout your body and your heart is racing. You want to back out, but it must be too late now. He’s starts to force it in you and it’s too much too soon- you cry out in pain.
“It’s okay, it will be better soon, it’s just been a while-” he begins to soothe you, his eyes closed and running his hands over your arms.
“No, no, no- I’m a virgin. I’m a virgin, Daveed.” You blurt out.
“You’re what?” He stops immediately, and pulls out to scoop you up in his arms.
“I’ve never had sex. I’m sorry… I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” tears practically falling out as you admitted it. “I thought it would be fine, but you were being so rough, and you were bigger than I expected and…” You trail off, pressing your face into his bare shoulder.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry Y/N.” He strokes your hair, kissing your forehead softly. “I’m so, so sorry. I shouldn’t have assumed that you’d done this before. I don’t know what I was thinking. Why didn’t you tell me? I would have made it better for you.”
“I don’t know.” You sigh. “I wanted everything to go smoothly.”
“That worked out really well.” He says sarcastically, trying to pull a joke. He must have noticed your worried expression because he adds, “I’m not mad at you, babe. Don’t worry. Just be honest with me in the future, okay?”
You nod meekly, and then smile at him, which he returns happily. Then he wraps you in another hug. “I didn’t say we had to stop. I only said we should go slower., You whisper, glancing at him and biting your lower lip.
“Will you be okay if I touch you?” he asks cautiously. He seems more afraid than you are, now. You find yourself unable to believe that he cares about you so much.
“Yes,” you breathe out.
He lets his hands run over you, in no rush. This time he worships you; he treats you like a queen. Daveed memorizes every dip and curve, delicately tracing every freckle and scar. It seems like an eternity before he reaches the place you need him to be. His fingers touch your clit hesitantly at first, but he moves faster as you let out whines and gasps of pleasure. “Do you like that, sugar?” he asks, smirking, obviously proud of the reactions he’s retrieving from you.
“Oh God, yes…” you cut yourself off with a moan when a finger enters you. It’s seconds before he finds the spot that has you begging for more and bucking into his hand. Then it’s joined by another, and you wince at the stretch but never stop the stream of noises and incoherent curses leaving your mouth.
“So wet… I think you’re ready, doll,” He retracts his fingers and guides you onto your back. He’s above you, now; knees braced on either side of you. You’re still shaking, but he’s still lending you soothing touches. Every time you look at him you find yourself reassured, somehow. It reminds you that all he wants tonight is to make you feel as special as he thinks you are. “I’ll be careful, I promise,” Daveed motions and kisses your forehead. Then he’s pushing in, as slow as he promised. He watches you carefully, ready to pull out at the first sign that you’re in pain. Your eyes are shut tight as you try to ignore the slight stretch. “Hey, look at me.” He tilts your chin up and you look at him. He’s absolutely bewitching like this, towering over you, beautiful eyes glinting and full of an intoxicating combination of adoration and lust. “Are you okay?”
“Yes,” you say. He takes this as his cue to slide in fully, eliciting a pained whimper from you. Immediately he’s planting quick, sloppy kisses to your neck, mumbling apologies and promises about how good it’s going to feel. You’re not sure if you believe him until he starts to move. Somehow he’s managed to reach a place you never knew existed, and each time he rubs against it you’re overcome with such an intense want for him. You moan out loud, shamefully loud, and he grins against your skin. Heat spreads over you, radiating from every point where your body connects with his. He keeps making all these wonderful, lewd noises- groans and breathy “oh fuck”s and unintelligible praise. The unhurried roll of his hips is driving you mad with bliss, to the point where you’re almost delirious.
“You’re so perfect, Y/N,” He groans. You try to respond, but you’re so overwhelmed by aching need and the heavenly drag of his cock in an out of you that you can’t manage more than desperate panting. You’re trembling beneath him, consumed with unfamiliar feelings and a fire that keeps threatening to break loose in your body. Unfathomable ecstasy washes over you when he finds your clit again, rubbing it to the beat of his thrusts. “I want to see you become undone for me,” he purrs.
So you do. It’s everything you thought it would be- heaven, paradise, a high you know you could never get from any drug. Your release triggers his, and you watch his face contort in euphoria.
Still in a haze, you untangle yourselves. He pulls you close to him, your back against his chest. Both of you are sweaty and practically burning up from your previous activities, but you don’t mind at all. “That was… amazing. You’re amazing,” He mumbles into your hair.
“You’re not too bad yourself.” You giggle, exhausted from your adventure.
“I love you so much, you know that, right?” You turn to face him and he props himself up on an elbow.
“Of course I do. I love you, too,” you say, and you mean it. He smiles and pecks you on the lips.
about a month ago, i decided to make a new blog after being off of tumblr for ~2 years… despite my short time here, i have already made close friends and found other graphic designers who inspire me to make better gifs and graphics!!
thank you for giving me a warm welcome to the nctzen side of tumblr and helping me reach one of my goals this quickly~ ♡
We all know that we make mistakes and learn from them, only know success if we have experienced failure and all that, but how can we actually proactively learn from our errors? As exam time nears, there is no better time to fix up all those slips than now, so here are some ways I like to learn from my errors:
1. Blooper books
Basically a notebook you use to record your mistakes so that when you have some time, you can flip through and see what you shouldn’t do ever again! (I bought a pack of five Muji books for about $5 - yay bargains - perfect for me to have one for each subject).
You can lay it out however you like, but my ones are ordered according to the test that my mistake appeared in, so as soon as I get a test/sac/worksheet back, I go ahead and fill it in.
You can either write the whole question with the correct solution in, or a self-reminder not to do a certain thing. In my languages ones, I also put in some vocab or some grammar that I tend to forget.
2. Vocab cards
A specific place where you can record the vocabulary you always forget and carry around with you anywhere to revise them.
Whilst some people like using flashcard apps, I prefer having physical cards, especially these vocab cards I got in a pack of 4 from Daiso, since if I’ve got them in my pocket I’m more likely to pick them up, but I might get distracted by other things on my phone.
3. Exam sheets
During exam time, we’ll all be doing countless numbers of practice exams, so if your blooper books get too full, I like having separate sheets of reminders/mistakes I made in that exam.
It can be a loose leaf of paper stapled to the front cover of the exam, or if you don’t like having loose leaves flying around, you can have a separate book just for practice exams.
If you want a more specific version, last year my bio teacher made these exam sheets that include the score of each section and the topic each question goes under, so that you can see more clearly where you can see which topics you need more work on!
I hope that helped you all! Feel free to add any of your own suggestions!