if so i'm very sorry i'm working on it


*wheezes* (Please click for better quality…!!)

Very late, but I wanted to get this dang thing finally over and done with ;A; For Day 4 of Voltron Week: Day Off/Vacation. The Paladins have some time off so Allura starts teaching them one of her favorite Altean pastimes: dancing! 

Meanwhile Coran… the little princess he took care of is not so little any more, and all these Altean dances bring back memories and it really hits them both that they are the last to pass on their traditions to others…sorry my thoughts got a bit heavy– also! First time drawing Coran!! 

Fantasy Iwaoi



Contrary to popular beliefs about Oikawa’s self-centered personality, he’s not the type to really take care of himself. He’s got naturally pretty hair and pretty skin and pretty face - he says he’s blessed by the Oikawa genes, everyone believes it to be true. 

But, again, he’s not the type to take time out for himself. He’ll cut his fingernails really short to handle the ball better and subconsciously bites what’s left out of anxiety. His hands are normally dry and rough, sometimes scraped if he landed wrongly on the ground from going after a ball; it’s a sad sight when you look at the bony structures of his wrists and his slender fingers that would, without a doubt, make his hands look beautiful if it weren’t for his lack of care towards them. 

The thing is that he doesn’t care what happens to his hands or his knees or his legs or his ankles - he’s focused on one goal and that’s to improve himself. He thinks he just needs his pretty face to get by so that his other imperfections are overlooked - and he manages to get by too, except with one person.

That one person that carries moisturizers and lotions in his bag, along with polysporin and bandages and tylenol and protein bars (and maybe milk bread, if he’s got the time to get some). He watches Oikawa flirt with danger, serve after serve, set after set, spike after spike. All until he feels it right in his bones that Oikawa’s about to hit his limit and he drags him out of the court, anxious but relieved. 

And in the silence of the locker room, Oikawa sits there in a blissful peace, letting Iwaizumi take his hands in his own and attempting to moisturize them, rubbing polysporin on the scrapes and cuts, whispering little warnings about overworking and not taking care of his body enough with furrowed brows. Oikawa lets his fingers wander around Iwaizumi’s jaw until his lips are kissing Oikawa’s hands - one by one, each finger, his palms, his knuckles. 

“Do they feel better?”

“Mhm, much better.”

Oikawa doesn’t really take care of himself, but he’s glad there’s someone out there that’s willing to take up the challenge. One day, he thinks, he’ll learn to love himself just as much as Iwaizumi loves him. 


I had to draw the replies I got for this post, ‘cause they were just too good

Except for the few, adorable moments he dedicated to kids, he walked that red carpet as if there was fire burning under his feet. Of all people, he had Simon Jones attached to his hip the entire time and that was only part of the horrible company he had to endure throughout the evening. And yet no Danielle, who’d be always so very willing, alongside him. Beautiful, but tense, dedicated to nicest fans but mostly detached, he might have nothing to promote but a dubious girl band project coming up and yet he could have made a good use of such a fitting opportunity to bask a bit in the spotlight, get a little more attention, spread his enthusiasm about his personal and professional moves. Instead he ran faster than Forrest Gump, chose not to discuss anything of what is publicly associated with him at the moment. Why? Is he as private and shy as Danielle shielding the wrong side of her face from the mean mean paps? 

One day it’ll end, but today isn’t obviously that day. And calling that a happy, free, willing Louis is like attending a Donald Trump convention and judging him a wise, competent, upright person.

a rather sketchy redraw of one of my favorite blood-lusty Gaara moments ❤️


“i’m not gay,” says yoongi, and they look at each other for a long time. he can feel a droplet of water from his damp hair drizzling down one cheek; he can smell the lakewater absorbed in his skin, taste the warm honey flavour of hoseok’s lips where they’d been dancing against his mouth just moments before. 

“of course you’re not,” says hoseok, before jumping on his bike and pedalling away.

a yoonseok fanfiction based on the 2014 film ‘boys’ | coming soon


to incur her  w r a t h  is to feel your very heart freeze in your chest

  • me: *rereads some of my old fanfictions*
  • me: *gets to the end*
  • me: *wants to read more*
  • me @ myself: well you know there's a very simple solution to that, you just... write more?
  • me:
  • me:
  • me: sounds hard
  • me: how about instead of doing that i... *don't* do that
moth-gurl replied to your post “other orcs: have cool, imposing sounding orc names my orc: her names…”

as a big woman also called daisy im already in love with this chara? yes


she’s a half orc she’s 6′3 she loves animals and pretty girls and i love her

On working with other people’s patterns.

I was just looking at a pattern on Etsy, and I saw that some of the reviews weren’t very nice. In fact some were rather rude about the pattern, and despite the listing saying that it was an advanced pattern, the negative reviews were people having what sounded like novice issues.

This is not a dig at novices or beginners, I’m just going to write a little bit about tips for working with patterns.

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Before I forget uploading them again. Here are some goldies (+ requests) in fantasy designs. I’m sorry for the low quality (scanner is dead yay)

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Thank you so much, anon, @awinterborn and @fishyskeleton! <3 I try my best drawing her.

On another note: I apologize for the hiatus but it seems summer (especially July) always takes a toll on my mental health. It’s hot, humid and the subway tunnels are closed so the remaining forms of transportation are crowded like hell (and crowds easily stress me out if I’m on my own). Not to mention it takes noticably longer to get to work and home. At work it’s loud because the office beneath us is renovating… things just keep stacking. This picture took me a week to make (with reference, derp) because I couldn’t get myself to draw.

I had hoped it won’t last very long but my energy level is still pretty low. So I will take a few weeks off and try to relax as much as I can. I will only draw basic stuff, get back to the roots and practice what I had long neglected to (hopefully) get a bit better. If you want to see these studies I will gladly post them - otherwise I hope to return in August or September, whenever the weather decides summer is over, to draw more fanart, answer your messages and continue my own stuff.

I’m really sorry :(

Have a wonderful time, guys <3

Peace Before War

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Jimin

Word Count: 3139

Summary: Jimin has a new girlfriend who treats both you and him terribly, but he doesn’t see it. The longer it goes, the worse your and his relationship becomes until you can’t handle it anymore.

A/N: A Jimin one shot because I had this idea in my mind for a while. I’m incredibly insecure about this because I’m not really used to this type of writing but I had to write it down. Let me know how it is, if you feel like it.

–Admin Dolly

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