it was a long time since i used photoshop my friends

Q: How are you today?
A: Good … thank you !! Though THIS traffic …. #shame

Q: How many days till you are able to go home?
A: Just a bit over a month … counting down the days !!! #summerfun

Q: #AskClaire are you watching anything good? Binge worthy? 
A: Did someone say @SHO_TwinPeaks

Q: Where’s Eddie while you’re away? You must miss him! 
A: I do miss HER … (i won’t let her know you made that mistake !!) She’s waiting in Scotland for some SA treats !!

Q: You gonna be long? #onbehalfofmycompadres 
A: If I said another hour …. would you a) cry b) explode c) just go home ..????

Q: What do you consider to be your best scene from Season 3?
A: 🌴…. that’s a clue !!!

Q: What book are you currently reading? #AskClaire #Outlander
A: Mirror, Shoulder, Signal …or is it Mirror, Signal, Shoulder … anyway .. It’s GOOD.

Q: Will you get time off this summer before Season 4 filming begins?
A: Well I’d better … I hear people might want us to promote it #AskClaire

Q: What’s been your favorite thing you’ve learned since coming to South Africa to film? #AskClaire #Outlander
A: People’s incredible capacity to forgive and heal … and that it’s a process … LOVE SA ❤

Q: When will you come to France ? #AskClaire 
A: Soon, I hope !!

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Hey, everyone! I recently hit 100 followers! I’ve had this blog since January and even though I had a rough start and I wanted to leave a few times, I’m very glad I pushed through. I wanted to save a follow forever for another milestone and just do a drabble game for this one but there are so many amazing blogs a wanted to thank. I really appreciate every single one of you guys. This blog has been a safe haven for me, and I can’t imagine how my life would be without it. I’ve felt much more loved on this blog in the short time I’ve had it than on my previous blog, which I had for 2 and half years before I left. Even though this blog may be considered ‘small’ to some people (not that it matters to me), I still feel as if I genuinely matter to all of you, and I can’t thank you enough. I will never be able to fully express my gratitude. I really do care about all of you. All the users that show up under my followers are my friends, and I care about each one of you so much. Thank you all so much for all that you’ve done for me. I’m beyond grateful.

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twin andrews part 5 | jughead x reader

Originally posted by fakesonia

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a/n: i can’t believe you all want part 5!!!!! I’m so stoked that i have such a loving following and i just want to thank you guys for everything. this ones for my day one nuggets! 

i wonder aimlessly through the school looking for my friends when i hear a familiar voice call my name.

“(y/n)?!” i turn and look int what used to be the blue and gold office 

“B?” i question stepping into the dusty room “whats with the drop sheets?”i ask grabbing one of the sheets and pulling it back to reveal a few computers.

“what are you doing in here? I’m pretty sure we can die from smoke inhalation-” i complain coughing, “that doesn’t really make sense-” i roll my eyes at the girl.

“okay anyway i was thinking about starting up the blue and gold, it kinda died after you left-” i walk around the room the feeling of familiarity washing over me.

Betty and I used to run the blue and gold with a few others in freshman year, she reported i photographed and occasionally wrote but we had a few other kids that often did the writing portion of the work load.

“B id love to but I’m writing is extremely rusty, i think we need someone who’s confident in their writing, I’m happy to take pictures like last time” she jumps up and hugs me.

“thank you!” she squeals and i roll my eyes “okay well this place needs some seriously work” she nods “and the writer-?”

and was if on cue theres a beanie wearing brunette leaning against the door frame “andrews” he greets looking over to betty “betts” 

“jones” i stand crossing my arms over my chest as i lean against the desk behind me “so is this our writer?” i ask my blonde friend.

“juggie!” betty pulls him into the room, he widens his eyes before walking and sitting next to me our arms brushing against one and another.

“whats up?” i loose focus of the conversation glancing down at our almost touching hands.

he nudges my arm and i shoot up my attention being brought back, “huh?”

the both laugh and i feel embarrassment wash over me “jugs agreed to help us!” she cheers her blonde pony tail swishing.

the bell rings and i grab my bag off the floor, “I’ve got chem, ill see you later?” she nods and i leave the pair not long after jughead comes rushing out touching my shoulder to grab my attention.

“mmh” i murmur turning to the brunette boy “you okay?” i ask weaving my way through the mass.

“yeah i just thought we could walk together, yano since we have chem together-” i nod “its fine, you don’t need an excuse to walk with me jug” i chuckle.

“oh miss andrews” i roll my eyes at the sound, jughead turns around but i grab his arm “don’t even bother glancing at him” i tell the boy as he nods in confusion.

and soon enough the raven haired boy is bouncing in front of me “miss me?” he smirks and i groan “reg your going to make us all late” i complain seeing the class within our reach our teacher already standing inside.

“move reggie!” i complain, i turn to the boy next to me “jug just go ill catch up with you-” he shakes his head “I’m not leaving you alone with him” he glares at the taller boy.

“is that so jones? you yano this is my river vixen, how about you get your own? maybe like betty cooper. maybe she’s freaky in bed like her sister” i can see the anger burning up in his eyes.

“jeez can i just not be such an asshole for once” i grab jugheads hand and push through reggie and head for the classroom door letting jughead walk in first then i follow after him but not before reggie slides in behind me.

his hands find there way down to my skirt giving my ass a squeeze lifting the fabric up slightly

i turn and slap the boy hard across the face “don’t touch me reggie i mean it” i warn stepping close to him poking his chest.

i feel a warm hand on my shoulder pulling me away from the raven headed boy “leave it his just being a blow head” i turn and smile softly to the blonde “tell me bout it”

i glance to see jughead glaring at the boy anger coursing through him, reggie smirks at the beanie clad boy walking past our shared desk

“what’s up Wednesday Addams? you jealous? i get to touch her sweet ass and you don’t?” he chuckles and i catch jugheads shoulder pushing him back down in his chair.

“not. worth. it.” i day through gritted teeth plastering a smile on my face as the raven haired boy smirks walking past and settling in the desk behind us

i can see the anger boiling up inside the boy and i chew on the end of my pen before nudging him with my elbow “he’s just trying to get to you jug just forget it”

“yeah well it’s working” he replies annoyed trying his hardest to focus on his work and not reggie’s constant snickers and the replay of him griping your ass

a mixture of jealous and disgust swirling around in his stomach but feels your warm hand slide over top of his giving it a small squeeze as you pay attention to the front of the class.

“sorry” he mumbles removing his hand from mine and clearing his throat, i swallow feeling a little embarrassed that he pulled away from my touch “don’t worry about it”

the bell rings and i rush out like im on fire, spotting my three friends over by the lockers. i speed walk over rushing over to Kevin giving him a half hug

he chuckles and throws an arm around me “you okay?” he asks and i sigh “just a crap day thats all- what’s that?” he glances down at his phone and i gasp

“oh my god” we say in unison glancing to our new raven haired friend “what?” she closes the locker and gives us a puzzled look. kevin glances at betty before handing his phone over to veronica

allowing her to look at the picture that chuck had uploaded of the two after their date last night, except chuck had got a little carried away with photoshop and added a riverdale ‘sticky maple’ to her face

“what the hell is a sticky maple?!” kevin shrugs nervous “it’s kinda what it sounds like it’s a riverdale thing” he tries to explain and she shakes her head “no it’s a slur shaming thing”

“and im neither a slut nor am i going to be shamed by someone named excuse me chuck clayton”

people take their times to stop in the hall snickering at our new raven haired friend their phones buzzing in their hands as they whisper and point

“move along” i yell annoyed at the crowd that scramble at the sound rushing to get away from us

“does he really think he can get away with this?!” she rambles furious “does he not know who I am?!”

she glances between the three of us “i will cut the breaks in his supped up phallic symbol!”

betty interjects “or we could go to principle weatherbee!”

veronica snaps back “about the coaches son?! who’s captain of the football team and riverdale highs resident golden boy?!”

“and or we-” she pauses nudging me “can expose him in the pages of the blue and gold!! yeah i can do that! she nods frantically placing her hand on kevins shoulder

“spoken like a true good girl who always follows the rules”

i finally speak up “she’s right-” anger bubbles up inside of me “no way-he can’t- not again”

veronica nods at me before shoving Kevin’s phone back into his chest “well i don’t follow rules!”

i agree turning and storming off in the direction of the boyslocker room

it’s not long till veronica is at my side along with betty trailing along “i make them” she seethes “and when necessary i break them”

she turns to the blonde struggling to keep up with the pair of us “you want to help us get revenge on chuck Betty? that’s awesome! but you better be ready to go full dark no stars”

we almost reach the boys locker room and veronica pause turning to face the worried blonde “so what do you say betts in or out”

“im totally in” i leave the two girls not waiting to listen to Betty’s response. we pass jughead who looks worried at my anger he calls my name but i ignore him approaching the doors to the boys locker room

i push through the doors first glancing around to try and spot the culprit but the sea of half naked boys itnwas proving difficult “damn it” i mutter

veronica takes the lead grabbing Betty’s hand and she uses the other to shield her face rushing into the crowd and bumping into the one and only archie andrews

“ronnie, betty, (y/n)? what are you guys doing in here” he quickly rewraps his towel around his torso not wanting to expose himself to the three girls.

“don’t worry about it” ronnie tells my brother attempting to move past him, “no-” he starts blocking our path

“i mean it andrews hit the showers and get out of my way” she shoves past my brother and makes her way deeper into the change rooms

my brother reaches for my shoulder “arch don’t” i move past him and see that veronica and betty have encountered chuck

“b and v- ladies” he licks his lips still wet from the showers, his towel hanging low from his hips his body on full show

veronica steps forward extending her phone toward chuck “this is disgusting, take it down” the boys chuckle

“oh woho why you so wound up? it’s a badge of honour- and well your not exactly virgin territory after your closet date with andrews”

i get ready to interject but betty beats me to it

“okay that’s beyond irrelevant chuck” she pauses “your not allowed to go around humiliating girls for any reason under any circumstances! you-you-jerk!”

her smirks at the blonde addressing her"look i get your not a closet kinda girl but hey, if you want to ride the chuck wagon that can be arranged”

the locker room erupts in snickers the boys rielling each other up

veronica’s quick to defend her best friend “let’s keep this simple so your preppy half murder brain can grasp it

she walks closer to him narrowing the gap between them “take this. the hell. down”

he glances to his boys before leaning down to Veronica’s eye line “see that high, bitch tone attitude might have worked on the betas you dated in new york but-” he pauses “your in bull dog territory now”

the boys back him up by snarling and barking like dogs, how darling of them

“but please fight back” she smirks giddy “your only making it harder for yourself”

betty grabs the raven haired girl but he shoulder and guides her out of the crowed locker room, clearly furious and somewhat embarrassed

as the girls moved im revealed to the jock “oh! is that miss andrews?!” he yells allowing all the boys to turn and gather around me

“you disgust me” i seethe digging my nails into my palms so o don’t lash out at the boy.

“what did you think that you were my last?” he chuckles and i instantly feel sick at the memory “don’t flatter yourself” he smirks

“take it down chuck, now” he rolls his eyes at my persistence “everyone’s already seen it now” he attempts to sass me.

“so you wouldn’t have any problem with deleting it then right?” a bunch of ‘ooohs’ floated around the room making chuck angry

he slams his fist against the locker beside me “did you forget where you are andrews?” the boys start barking again and i roll my eyes at their childishness

“you may be a bulldog chuck but just remember im a vixen and ill bring you down when you least expect it”

i go to punch him and he flinches then continue to try and play it off “well well well, if it isn’t the better half of the andrews” i turn and move past the raven haired jock

“not in the mood reg” i make my way out of the locker room and into the hall when i spot my two friends im presuming making a game plan

“hey wait-” i turn and sigh frustrated “god reggie what now?!” i respond my voice grower louder

he lifts he’s hands up in surrender “is everything okay?” he swallows glancing at me, i hesitate before shaking my head “no but it will be soon enough-” he nods placing a hand on my shoulder

“would you maybe want to come with me to pops tonight? talk about whatever the hell happened in there?” i glance over to my friends then back to reggie

“reggie-” he cuts me off “please (y/n) we haven’t spoken since you moved? i promise it’s just a milkshake and a bite to eat nothing more” i roll my eyes fine 8"

i move away and head over frantically to my friends “ronnie you okay?” she nods offering a small smile

“he took it down- chuck. i made him take it down” she looks up at me and hugs me tight “thank you” i squeeze her back rubbing her back soothingly “its okay” i whisper back

“dad?” i call out closing the front door as i trudge through the house looking for my father.

the sound of drills coming from our backyard was enough to get me curious “dad?” i ask walking out the door and down into our backyard

the shed door was open, my father inside sound proofing our garage. the noise stops as my dad notices my presence “hey kiddo” i smile up at my dad

“what’s all this?”

“just fixing up the shed for your brother, he need somewhere to practice”

i furrow my brows “archies into music? when did that happen?” i chuckle flopping down on one of the couches

“over the summer, there’s a new teacher at the school- miss grundy, she’s been helping archie alot with it” i nod taking in all the new information

“archie never told me about her” i say confused “oh im sure he would’ve wanted to- he probably forget to mention it at some point”

i sit for a few trying to figure out why archie hadn’t told me about his new venture and his closeness to our music teacher

i stand up brushing off my jeans “im going to go to pops” my dad nods “oh pop actually run, wanted to know if you wanted your old job back?”

i widen my eyes surprised “really?!” he nods “you should go see him” i nod giving him a kiss on the cheek before rushing off to the diner

the bell chimes as the door to pops swings open, the older man smiles at me as i walk over the threshold “hey pop!”

“miss andrews just the lady i wanted to see” i smile leaving against the front counter “dad told me the news, id love to come back if you’d like me back” i smile at the man

i worked at pops for about 4 months before i moved, i waitressed and every so often i was allowed into the kitchen to make a few off the menu items

he bends down behind the counter and places my old uniform on the bench in front of me, a cheer to myself running me finger over my badge “thank you!!” i squeal giving him a small hug

“when do you want me to start?” he glances around the semi busy diner “how about now, im expecting hermione to come in soon so you two can keep it down till dinner rush right?” i nod

i grab my uniform and head toward the restroom pausing and turning first “wait who’s hermonie?” he chuckles “it’s fine never mind” i push open the door and change from my school clothes to uniform

when i return to the front desk pop has disappeared and is replaced by a beautiful raven haired older lady, i plaster on a smile and walk toward her

“you must be hermione?” the lady looks up smiling softly at me and dismissing whatever she was doing to walk over to me

“thats me, may i ask who you are?” i mentally face palm “(y/n), andrews- i worked her last year- pop just gave me my job back” she nods

“so your Fred’s daughter?” she questions and i nod “guilty” she giggles at me placing a hand on my shoulder “you look just like your mother- you know your father and i dated in high school”

my jaw drops “no way!! my dad with a woman like you- jeezz i didn’t know he had that much game” the lodge woman smiled at me giving me a nudge on my hip

“your father was devilishly handsome in high school-” i squeeze my eyes shut “oh god- ew” we both share a laugh before I turn and scan the diner spotting a familiar beanie in one of our booths

“friend of yours?” i smile at the thought “yeah something like that- ill be back” i walk over from my fellow co-worker and toward jughead sliding into the booth

“oh im good for a refill- oh (y/n) hey” i smile at the brunette “hey juggie” i play with the ends of my hair as he examines me “cute dress”

i blush and scuff my converse against the diner floor brushing jugheads leg by accident causing me to blush further “its a look isn’t it” i tease and he nods laughing as he continues to type

“i didn’t know you got your job back” he questions eyes moving from me then back to his laptop

“i only just got it back, he called dad and said he’d consider having me back- it’ll be good anyways to get that extra bit of money” he nods silence filling the booth

“can i get you anything? another milkshake?” he closes his laptop and stares into my eyes before dropping to my lips.

i feel something twitch in my stomach that causing me to bite my lip “juggie?” he snapped out of his gaze “hm what?”

i laugh moving myself from my side of the booth to his “do you want me to get you anything?” i say glancing at the empty fries bowls and milkshake glasses.

i knew when he wrote he always ordered a burger and fries to keep him going, sometimes he’d be too wrapped up to even touch the food placed infront of him

he swallows at our closeness eyes darting all over the place “i need to tell you something” he’s arms extends over the back of the booth

“your starting to worry me, what is it? is it important i do have tables to wait” he looks down at my hands placed on his thighs “it’s about your brother, he’s in trouble"

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Pixel Art Tree Tutorial

When I first started out doing pixel art I couldn’t find a good tutorial on how to make trees. So now that I’m a bit better, I’ve decided to make my own! 

For this tutorial, you’ll need some sort of digital art program. You probably shouldn’t be looking at digital art tutorials if you don’t have a digital art program. I use Pro Motion, but I’m pretty sure that Gimp and Photoshop work too. 

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hey, guys! so as you all (hopefully) know, it’s valentine’s day!!!
so firstly, happy valentine’s day <3
secondly, i do feel quiet bad that i’ve been pretty MIA this past few days, and i’m so grateful to all of you guys for sticking with me. thirdly, i hit 1.5k yesterday, which i cannot believe! thank you so much, all of you!
along with this, i just really, really want to convey how deeply i care for all of you guys. i’m not very well-liked irl, and it’s really tough to have lost so many friends in such a short span of time, hence, i’m so so so SO grateful for all of you, even if we’ve never interacted, because you’re the ones that get me through the days. :)
so i figured, why get three (love)birds with one stone, and celebrate with some mutuals appreciation? let’s go!

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Since I got a huge influx of followers thanks to a certain -someone-, I figured I’d say hi, hello and welcome to my blog!!!

Originally posted by kylimakat28

I know someone asked for a FAQ page and I’ll likely put one up later this weekend. For now, I’ll just explain a little bit about my blog, myself and where Dark came from.

For starters, I have do have an Art Blog if people are only interested in my work. It’s linked in my header or you can click here. This is my main blog where I post my art as well as a mix of other things. My main blog typically features artwork I like, fanart, cute things or stuff that makes me laugh. I’m a SFW blog with a few NSFW illustrations that may pop up rarely (I try my best to tag them). 

A bit about myself: I’m a recent graduate of California State University, Sacramento where I obtained my BA in Fine Arts with a concentration in Digital Media. While I love illustrating, it’s actually something I didn’t study in school. I learned fine art elements and how to use programs like Maya and After Effects in my last few semesters. I’ve picked up the majority of my illustration knowledge from watching other artists online and reading tutorials. I typically create all of my work in Photoshop using a drawing tablet. 

Annnnd Dark….where to start with this? You’re probably wondering, “Why did you make Dark? What -is- Dark? How did he come to be??? WHY are you obsessed with this youtuber you freakin’ weirdo?!?”. All great and valid questions. Mark said it himself in the livestream that Dark was something the fandom created. I remember people joking in the youtube comments on Mark’s creepy pasta videos from way back when. I would see people say, “Oh that’s not Mark in the video, it’s ‘Dark’”. Mark also made a tumblr post around that time jokingly saying Dark wasn’t a character of his, why did you make him real? That sparked me to create the older work that he showed in the livestream. I wanted to create what or who I thought Dark was. After that piece, I didn’t toy with the Darkiplier idea again until about 6 months later. I ran this blog like an ask blog and did some silly things with darko the dork. I gave Dark a persona while using Mark’s face as a model for him.

Originally, my Dark was a creation of Mark’s fears; a nightmarish type monster that was tied to Mark and a reflection of what you can become if you lose your path. I wanted to create a comic with commentary on how fear can control your life and the effects it can have if you let fear rule you. That never came to fruition as school and life kind of got out of hand. I also felt stagnant with the character being so tied to Mark himself. It was humbling to see how much my Dark influenced my friends versions of him and other people in the fandom as well, but I was getting frustrated with the idea. I set Dark down for about year and came back to him just before Mark did that dating skit this February (although that also has had a big influence on me). Currently, Dark is now a separate entity and falls into the Cryptid category. I’m being tight lipped about his story as I’m working out the prologue with @prismkitten-mivy. There will be multiple original characters in this story that are given the task of capturing the escapee, Dark (Who goes by another name but you’ll see that later). I started Dark’s story long ago and now with a new re-write, I plan to finish it. He’s going to be a side project that will keep me and hopefully my followers entertained as I work on other ideas as well.

So there you have it. I still watch Mark’s vid’s from time to time because the nerd makes me laugh. I work 5 days a week and spend most of my free time working on new projects to share with you all here. I’m just a nerd that can draw and likes interacting with folks on here when I can. :)

Hello Detective Chapter 54 (Sherlock imagine)

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The two of you rode the elevator down to the lab for Q to prep you for your case.

“Ah, hello you must be our new 009!” A man younger than what you expected greeted the two of you once the elevator door opened.

“Yes, Y/N Gregson.” You smiled.

“Before we get down to the details of your next mission, I’ll need you both to roll up your left sleeve. Just a tracking device, needs to be implanted. M insisted on it after Miami.” Q said, looking to Bass.

“He still mad about that?” Bass asked.

“Just need to keep an eye on you.” Q smiled.

“What happened in Miami?” You asked as the tracking device was injected into your arm.

“007 stopped a bomb from destroying a Skyfleet prototype that was being unveiled.” Q answered.

“Why would someone want to destroy it?” You asked.

“When they analyzed the stock market after 9/11, the CIA discovered a massive shorting of airline stocks. When the stocks hit bottom on 9/12 someone made a fortune.” Q explained.

“So the same thing was supposed to happen with Skyfleet stock. I’m guessing that someone lost around 100 million dollars betting the wrong way. Do we know who?” You asked.

“Jesus, M wasn’t lying about you being incredibly quick. We think it’s a man known as Le Chiffre. Banker to the world’s terrorists.” Q said.

“Are we certain it’s him?” You asked.

“Well it would explain how he could set up a high-stakes poker game at Casino Royale in Montenegro. Ten players $10 million buy in, $5 million rebuy. Winner takes all.” Q said.

“Potentially $150 million. So we’ll know where he’ll be. But you don’t want him dead do you? This Le Chiffre sounds like he doesn’t have $100 million to lose.” You said.

“Has he been playing the stock market with his clients’ funds?” Bass asked, knowing the answer.

“We can’t let him win this game. If he loses, he’ll have nowhere to run. We’ll give him sanctuary in return for everything he knows. We’re putting you in the game Bass, replacing someone who was playing for a syndicate.” Q explained.

“And am I just a tag along?” You asked.

“You’re to keep him out of trouble, learn the ropes, and work as a team.” Q explained, much to Bass’ displeased look.

The two of you were on a train to Montenegro.

“Where exactly is the money coming from?” You asked.

“The treasury will wire it into my account at Montenegro.” Bass explained.

“I suppose you’ve realized that if you lose, our government will have directly financed terrorism.” You quipped. He smirked but didn’t reply.

“I’ve never played poker.” You confessed. “I suppose it’s just a matter of probability and odds. You play the man across from you, not the cards in your hand. I think I’d quite like the game.”

“You’re good at reading people?” He asked.

“You already know that. You’ve read the blog haven’t you?” You rolled your eyes.

“Riveting stuff. Though it’s abnormal for a police officer to upgrade to a double-0, you must have connections. Friends in high places.” He said, waiting for you to confirm his suspicions.

“I’ve gotten to where I am because I’m good at what I do. Much like you. It doesn’t matter where you come from.” You said defensively.

“I knew I liked you.” He smirked.

“Really? That’s surprising since you consider women disposable pleasures instead of meaningful pursuits. Sentiment is a chemical defect found on the losing side Mr. Bass, and I hate losing.” You said. “Your charm may work on every other woman in this planet, but it won’t work on me.”

He only smirked and nodded, he loved a challenge. He didn’t know how truly broken you were, and that no one alive could fix you.

Your train arrived in Montenegro and a car was waiting to take the two of you to the hotel. A contact slipped Charles an envelop before he joined you in the cab. You raised your eyebrow as he opened in on the drive.

“It’s just last-minute details.” He said, while reading it. “Apparently we’re very much in love.”

“Do you usually leave it to porters to tell you this sort of thing?” You joked.

“Only when the romance has been necessarily brief. I’m Mr. Arlington Beech, professional gambler, and you’re Ms. Stephanie Broadchester.” He said casually, hiding a smirk.

“I am not.” You argued, while trying to grab the papers out of his hand.

“You’re gonna have to trust me on this. We’ve been involved for quite a while, hence the shared suite.” He smirked.

“But my family is strict Roman Catholic, so for appearances’ sake it’ll be a two-bedroom suite.” You smirked back, two can play this game.

“I do hate it when religion comes between us.” He smiled.

“Religion and a securely locked door. Am I going to have a problem with you, Bass?” You asked.

“No, don’t worry. You’re not my type.” He answered honestly.

“Smart?” You asked.

“Single.” He answered, looking out the window as the car arrived at the hotel.

The two of you exited the car and approached the reception desk to check in.

“Welcome to the Hotel Splendid. Your name, sir?” The receptionist from the five-star hotel asked.

“Charles Bass. You’ll find the reservation under Beech.” He spoke, arrogantly blowing your cover instantly. Had he no respect for protocol or espionage?

You stormed off the to elevator, leaving him to check in.

“Very funny.” You said, “No wonder M thinks you need a babysitter.”

“Look, if Le Chiffre is that well-connected, he knows who I am and where the money’s coming from. Which means he’s decided to play me anyway. So he’s either desperate or he’s overly confident, but either way, that tells me something about him. And all he gets in return is a name he already has.” Bass argued.

“And now he knows something about you. He know’s you’re reckless.” You spoke as the elevator opened and you entered, quickly hitting the close door button before your partner could enter. “Take the next one. There isn’t enough room for me and your ego.”

That afternoon the two of you met with your Treasury contact, Rene Mathis, for lunch. He was an older man with greying hair and a smooth accent. He informed you and Bass that Le Chiffre had arrived yesterday, and spend the time re-establishing old relationships.

“The chief of police and he are now quite close.” Mathis said. “He’s the one with the mustache over my left shoulder.”

You and Bass both focused your eyes on the man with two woman at his lunch table.

“That could make life difficult.” You said.

“And quite possibly shorter. He’s not a very subtle man. I thought about trying to buy his services, but we frankly couldn’t afford to outbid Le Chiffre.” He replied, and suddenly three police cars surrounded the outdoor patio and you raised an eyebrow suspiciously.

“So I decided it was cheaper to supply his deputy with evidence that we were bribing the chief. It’s amazing what you can do with photoshop these days. I think your odds are improving, Mr. Bass.” He said as the police chief was arrested.

Back at the hotel you were in the washroom getting ready in a silk robe when Bass knocked on the door. He entered with a long gown on a hanger and hung it on the back of the door.

“Something you expect me to wear?” You asked.

“I need you looking fabulous. So that when you walk up behind me and kiss me on the neck, the players across from me will be thinking about your neckline and not about their cards. Do you think you can do that for me?” Charles asked.

“I’ll do my best.” You smirked smugly. He exited the room before quickly returning holding up the dinner jacket you had gotten him.

“I have a dinner jacket.” He argued.

“There are dinner jackets, and dinner jackets. This is the latter. And I need you looking like a man who belongs at that table.” You said, returning to applying some mascara.

“How the f–” He stopped himself. “It’s tailored.”

“I sized you up the moment we met. Don’t look so surprised, I told you I’m good at what I do.” You said, and he left the room. Your smile faded and a memory of Sherlock flooded your mind. You missed being constantly outsmarted by him, it was exhausting being the smartest one the in the room with no one to talk to. Alone in the sky with no way to land, and the only man you could save you was dead.


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Watching Smile for the first time

-Oh dear, what an ominous title. Sounds like someone’s gonna die if they don’t smile.


“What do we do?”

-That moment when you get together with your friend(s) but don’t know what to do

-I remember how some of my friends used to come over and we would just sit awkwardly and then “…wanna play hide and seek?”

-Now I want to see a game of Hide and Seek in the Tardis

-That would actually be great, people could hide anywhere, they’d have to bring meals because the game could last days, and there would have to be rules about the hiding person revealing themselves if it takes too long to find them

-”You can’t reach the controls from the seats”

-But then again, you can’t exactly jump from console to console while sitting down

-”You never thought of bringing it six feet closer?”
 “No, not so far, no…”
 I love Bill so much

-My episode started buffering at the exact moment of the knock


-Eh it’s probably Nardole

-Called it

-”I’m over 2000 years old and I don’t always want to take the stairs.”
 Aren’t you like 4.5 billion years old considering Heaven Sent

-It’s a bit confusing… It’s all a bunch of wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey stuff.
 For now, let’s just consider him as over 2000 years old because he said so.

-Wait, he said OVER 2000 years old. That could be anywhere between 2001 to 4.5 billion and on. I’m not technically wrong.

-Nardole be like “I’m suspicious”




what’s that face supposed to be



-Those smiley face robots are homicidal maniac machines of doom

-On the other hand, a psychopath might be able to thrive in this environment if he likes to smile, since he doesn’t care about the emotions or mishaps of anyone else other than himself… or herself or whatever

-Side discussion: I would die very quickly, being the ball of hatred and anger and scowls that I am.

-Why can’t people cover that sticker on their backs? Get a piece of paper or something if you can’t reach it…

Don’t cry at me bitch I can clearly see the blueprints of murder in your robot brain







-I bet that when he was planning Series 10 he just wrote down a list of things that’d be entertaining to make people get scared of as a writing prompt

-He’s had the time of his life


-Screw you bitch, I’m an Asian, I’ll fry the lot of them locusts and eat them for lunch

d i e    h u m a n ,    d i e

-The face of death everyone

-”Smile” by Frank Cotterell-Boyce

-So it’s not Moffat, huh?
 That’s a first.
 This frank guy better not be the next Moffat.



Reminds me a bit of the Sidney Opera House for some reason…

-That being said, why is there a vast field of wheat?

-Are they there to feed the locusts

-”They say the settlers have cracked the secret of human happiness.”
 If by ‘the secret of human happiness’ they mean ‘forcing everyone to smile in a psychopathic, creepy, George-Orwell’s-1984-ish way’

-”A long time ago, a thing happened. As a result of the thing, I made a promise. As a result of the promise, I have to stay on Earth.“
 Okay…. *looks at episode summary list of the past 9 seasons* um

-*looks at episode summaries of the entirety of Classic Who* umm

-Later I guess

-By which I mean never


holes in the shirt

-Tiny robots huh? Guess I’ll have to eat something else for lunch then.

-Don’t you pull that face at me you white kiiler robopotato

-”Well, you can’t offend a machine.”
 “Typical wet brain chauvinism.”

-*offended R2D2 noises*

-”You’ve just downloaded an upgrade for your ears!”
 You mean you’ve downloaded a convenient plot device in case you two get separated

-”Who needs loos? There’s probably an app for that.”
  I wish.
  Also, proof that the Doctor doesn’t give a shit (literally).

Imagine if the eyes of its eyes were also smiley faces and their eyes were smileys and THEIR eyes were also smileys and it just went on and on and on like that

-”It speaks emoji!”



-*raging internet person voice* DON’T WEAR THE CANCER!!1!!!

WHOoa there betch

-It’s got to feel unpleasant to have a badge scuttling down your back…

-Especially if said badge is an indicator of how close you are to death by robot locusts…

Okay, okay, I’ll admit, that one is cute. It suits him. I wanna draw him with that sort of face. Although I’m not sure if I’ll get around to it.

-But that DOESN’T mean I’ll be using that particular emoji in any text messages I send EVER

-And yes in case you haven’t noticed I belong in the emoji-hating half of the Internet population

-”It knew I was starving!”
 Because smiling means you’re hungry, right?

Looks like jelly…

-Random thought: If you tried to destroy one of those robots while all smileing and happy, would they make no resistance?

It’s like someone took a blurry white brush in Photoshop and trailed it around the edges of his head and his left side

-”In the future we don’t eat living things, we eat algae.“
 Yeah, right, because algae are non-living objects.

-”I met an emperor made of algae once. He fancied me.“
 I uh
 I don’t know what to do with that information

-But thanks anyway

-”Is there gonna be food sexism even in the future though”

-”Is this bloke utopia”

-Bill is by far the companion who was most shocked by ‘two hearts’.

-Man I adore Series 10 dialogue

-”You’re thinking! Tell me what you’re thinking about.”
 “A magic haddock.”


-Like Bone Meal in Minecraft

-Except that it’s made by killing people and not walking skeletons


-wait, so they’re killing all the people in order to make fertilizer to grow crops to feed the people? That’s nonsense. Are they feeding something else here?

*cue multiple overlapping Hamlet voice clips*

-”The skeleton crew”

Plaster cast much?

shit does that mean he’s crying inside

Rise, my locust children

-Yikes that smile is creepy

-Okay it’s starting to be cringey

-Yep I’m gonna die there




burn my friends

-Can’t you detach the badges though

-For one thing I can reach that spot on my back

-”There’s broadband in there. Go! Go and watch some movies or something!”

-Why do I feel like there’s always been broadband in there, but it sounds like a recent addition because the old companions were simply out of date by our standards

-”Penguin with his arse on fire…”
 Leave Frobisher alone will ya


-Well I’m not happy

-I fact I feel like

screaming FUCK YOUUUUUUU in your smug lil shit of a face

-The dialogue is top notch

-”Why are you Scottish?”
 “I’m not Scottish, I’m just cross.”

-I mean

-”Is there a Scotland in space?”
 “They’re all over the place, demanding independence from every planet that they land on.”

-I feel like they just took Tumblr’s most stupid yet essential questions and put them in Bill’s lines

-”Don’t sentimentalize me.”

-”You couldn’t even leave me serving chips, so I’m not going to leave you.”

“I am the wall.”

-Reminds me of the bit in Night At The Museum 2 where the kid guides Larry through the Smithsonian via an online map and a phone.

-How is she tracking him on the map though


-the killbots are at it

-Oh dear, catwalks.
 Catwalks are never good.
 People fall off of catwalks.
 Like poor Han Solo in that other franchise.




Really, do you have to have a face for unlocking doors

-A book of human history?

-I wonder what’s on the pages behind those?

Don’t you dare

Don’t you fuckin dare

I love how it’s not a scared face or anything, it’s just a plain, emotionless frown, as if saying “Oh, this is happening again.”


-Wait, does this mean BBC’s props department had to spend their time making numerous yellow plastic stickers with various emoji faces on them



-”If I look purposeful, they’ll think I’ve got a plan. If they think I’ve got a plan, at least they won’t try to think of a plan themselves.”


-So the ‘Vardy’ didn’t know what grief was and the first thing they did was “yeah let’s kill everyone who has grief”

-”What’s the opposite of a massacre?”
 Um, mass birth?
 …Okay, let’s not go there.


-”Have you seen her?”
 “Do not talk to me about her. She was an unworthy victim.”

Humans: “We’re gonna do the thing!”
The Doctor, running after the humans: “No, don’t do the thing!”
Every. Single. Damn. Time.

Oh shit, those are guns.

-”You mess with one of us, you mess with us all.”

-It’s like going to Tumble and yelling “DOCTOR WHO SUCKS!!!”
 Millions upon millions of fangirls will swarm upon your dashboard and eat you alive.

-Not that I’m going to partake in any of that.

-Okay, maybe I’d eat someone alive if they insulted Doctor Who to my face…

Weren’t you thinking of murder just a few seconds ago


-That story reminds me of the Monkey’s Hand; actually I think that’s basically the same story.

-”A migratory conglomerate known as the human race“

-”Would you like me to discuss rent?”

Okay, I’m laughing really hard here BUT why are they still using euros


-But why are they still using pounds? Does Britain still use pounds? I thought they switched to euros or something?

-Ahh, nevermind, they’re still using pounds.

-”Did we just jumpstart a new civilization?“
 “It’s a dirty job but someone’s got to do it.”

-”You live in a police box.”
 “That’s a pure coincidence.”
 “Yeah, of course.”

-”Back at the exact moment we left.”
 I’m calling it, they’ve landed in like 1000 years into the past or something. He never lands right when he says that sort of thing.

-”Maybe I do need a steering wheel.”

-Called it… Kinda. Not exactly 1000 years but still.


-”Have  you ever killed anyone?”
 Ohhh boy, Bill’s gonna trigger the Doctor. That’s not good.

-That’s never good.

Are you telling me there were people walking around in those things?!

-(I looked them up and apparently Craig and Kiran up there are just really short people. No offense. I just thought they were remote-controlled or something. But then, that would’ve taken a lot more budget.)

-Anyways, enjoyed the episode, I feel like “yay gotta go save some people” was a more Tenth Doctor than a Twelfth Doctor thing to do, but it was interesting overall. I’m looking forward to the next episode - not a two-parter, but it connects to this one.

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The winter air feels like relief on Mitsuhide’s skin, cooling the heat clinging to him even beneath his parka. It lasts until he’s in sight of the chapter house, where it finally settles into his overworked muscles, making his quads feel heavy and his delts just – fried. Can muscles be fried?

Who knows? Not him.

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Out-d*cking a stingy roommate. Suffer!

(warning: long story)

The Backstory

I attend a university in Boulder, CO. If you don’t know, living expenses are quite… ludicrous here. Therefore I got an apartment with my 3 best friends since elementary school. We grew up pretty well off in a very upper middle class suburban area of Denver… this is relevant.

As part of furnishing our apartment, every family pitched in $100 to buy this awesome 12 person sectional suede couch. It was used, and in great shape. Everything else came from individual families, but everyone pitched in equally for what we needed. This couch will be the subject of the story.

The three roommates, with changed names, we’ll call them John, Taylor, and Nigel. Taylor, Nigel, and I all study profusely for our technical degrees, as where John has switched from his technical degree to biology to pursue medical school (good for him). However, it was this change that precipitated a whole shitstorm that I will now explain.

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Request : Heyy please can I get a scenario with Rosé from Blackpink. Female reader. Mostly angst + really heated argument + fluffy ending. Thank you! The longer the better for my Blackpink soul

Angst/ Fluff

Member : Rosé from Blackpink

A/N : Hello :) I hope you’ll like this even if it turned out not too well. I tried to keep it long as you wanted but I had a rough time writing this lol.. also this wasn’t very.. a kind of heated argument? I’m sorry if you dislike it :(
You can always ask for scenarios with any member from any group listed in my biography. ( I DO NOT DO SMUT. )

“I’m home, love,” you called out as you came home from work. You heard no one answer, no loving greeting from Rosé as always. She always immediately ran towards you when she was home. It was sweet, she was acting like a puppy. She was off from practice today so she must’ve been home, but as you asked no one answered. “Honey?” you asked again, putting your bag away, looking around after closing the door. You looked through every room until you found her in your bedroom sitting on the bed, staring out of the window. “What’s off? Are you okay?” you quickly got to your girlfriend and sat down next to her, hugging her tightly. “Hmh. How was work,” she asked without any emotion. She seemed rather mad than sad, you just didn’t know why yet. “It was okay like everyday. Now tell me what’s wrong,” you looked at her beautiful face. “Nothing,” she answered, still not looking at you. “I’m not stupid, Chaeyoungie.. I know you’re hiding something. Please tell me what’s off..” you said. “You lied to me,” she replied. “I lied to.. what? I never lied to you!” you defended yourself. “Where were you saturday night?” finally she looked at you. She stared deeply into your eyes, looking hurt and mad. “I was at work, I promise,” you said. “Oh yeah. Work. So, were you alone?” she continued asking, still staring into your eyes. “Of course not, other people from the office were around. Chaeyoungie! Why are you like this.. I did nothing wrong!” you pouted. Pouting always helped but not today, she didn’t accept your cute acting. “Oh you did not? How can you still lie to me in this situation?” she asked, getting a bit louder. Now you knew, you were dead. She was going to freak out sooner or later. No matter how hard you thought, you didn’t know what you did wrong. “So you weren’t with Jisoo that night, do you want to tell me that?” her hands formed to fists and she bit her lip. “I wasn’t with her that night,” you answered. You were getting serious, you didn’t know what your girlfriend was talking about and why she was so mad. “Oh hmh. Tell me the truth or it’s over!” she shouted at you. “What? But Chaeyong, I’m telling you the truth! I don’t know what’s going on, please, don’t end us..” you looked into her eyes while yours were filling up with tears. “You and Jisoo kissed!” she screamed at me. “We never kissed!” you screamed back while some tears were falling down your cheeks. “Jisoo told me you were with her this saturday night. She even sent me a picture,” she sounded hurt, so hurt she didn’t even shout, she just sighed while showing me the chat. “She is the one who is lying! Why don’t you trust me? We’re a couple for two years by now and you don’t trust me? You rather trust Jisoo with a rumor that we kissed?!” you took her phone and scrolled through the chat and looked at the picture. “Damn this looks real but we did not kiss and I swear to god I was working off my ass saturday night!” you shouted at her phone and handed it back. The picture looked real, yet it probably was good photoshop. You don’t remember getting this drunk to kiss her nor being even close to her lips. “You kissed for so long! There is not only this picture, here! Take a look and remember this!” she showed me more pictures. “I never kissed her! Do you think I’d cheat on you? Yes? I, with a little dumb rumor made up by your friend and you, who actually kissed Lisa once!” you stood up, getting mad now, remembering that issue. It was such a mess, you two were on a party thrown by Jennie and of course the squad came. The squad included Jisoo, Lisa, Jennie, Rosé and you. Nayeon, Momo, all their friends came as well. You were gone for a bit and Rosé drank a little bit too much. You just were a bit tipsy but she must’ve drank alot and as you returned you caught her kissing your two’s best friend, Lisa. She was pretty drunk as well so she didn’t realize. The anger in you was real, everyone was even cheering for them, it was like they replaced you with Lisa. So instead of saying anything you just left home and avoided everyone for a while, you also ignored Chaeyoung for a bit. Now you were here, never kissed anyone except your Rosé in your relationship. You understood, she was more worried than she should be as normal since she wasn’t there very often because of her career, yet she always found time for you. “That was an accident! Y/N! That’s the past, that happened a year ago just forget it!” she started crying too. “Ohh! Forgetting it? Would you forget it if I kissed any of our friends?” I asked. She didn’t say anything anymore. “Whatever. Stop lying to me, I don’t want to see you anymore, get out of my eyesight,” she threw a pillow at you. “Why are we even arguing? I hate when we argue, it’s so stupid. But good to know that you trust Jisoo more than me. And Fine, I’m leaving,” you caught the pillow and threw it back, leaving the room. You sat down in the kitchen and stared out of the little window. It was late already and you had a rough day. And now.. you argued with the love of your life. You didn’t argue very often but when you did you always felt down. She wasn’t there very often already, it was a shame that you two had arguments. After a long time has passed you slowly heard someone enter the kitchen. Of course it was Chaeyoung and she was sobbing loudly. “Y/N..” she whispered. You wiped some of your tears away and turned around. Rosé showed you more pictures where you kissed Jisoo’s cheek. “It’s just her cheek. Why do you overreact like this?” you asked. “I’m just.. so super jealous. I love you so much Y/N. I have issues sharing you. I barely see you.. it feels bad when you’re with others who are close to you. I worry alot more, too, because Jisoo likes you..” she stroked her right arm and looked at you. You sighed a bit. “I’m jealous, too, at times. Chaeyoung, I love you. I don’t want to argue with you, I just want to love you, be happy with you. Work is rough for us two already.. we should spend our freetime together happily,” you stood up and cuddled her. She cuddled back and still sobbed. “My love. I’m sorry for shouting at you.. I always feel so guilty while arguing with you.. Please forgive me, I just was so angry/ mad/ frustrated/ jealous, whatever..” she looked away. You made her look into your eyes and kissed her. “Everything’s forgiven.. Just don’t forget that I won’t ever cheat on you. I love you, and only you.. remember that,” you said while looking into her beautiful eyes. She nodded. “I’ll always love and cherish you..” she smiled and pecked your lips. You smiled as well. “Me too..”

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Sabrina’s Icon Tutorial

So you wanna learn how to make simple icons, and make them fast? This is the post FOR YOU. I constantly brag about my 1,500 icons for each of my muses, all simply edited and edited fast with minimal effort on my end.
(Note, this tutorial ISN’T how I edit my icons, but how I make editing them easier on myself.)

For this tutorial, you will need:
Photoshop! I use CS6 and while these features might be in earlier versions, I suggest getting CS6 to make things easier on yourself!
Icons to edit! Make sure you’re allowed to edit your icons if you download them from someone else’s icon set. 

If you are cropping your icons yourself, try to save the image with the artist’s URL- that way, you can credit the artist if someone asks for it, and you can delete the icon if the artist comes and asks you not to use their art.
If you didn’t crop your icons yourself, don’t worry about it, but please remember to be respectful if an artist approaches you and asks you to stop using a certain icon that uses their art! If they say to stop, stop using the icon and delete it like they asked you to.

That said, let’s get right into this! If a part has confused you, please don’t be afraid to head to my inbox and ask me for clarification!
Also note that this is MY METHOD of making icons- there is no Right or Wrong way to make icons. This is simply how I do them, and how I edit 1,500+ icons in a matter of 10 minutes.

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Harpy Gee comic process

Long post, beware!

Quite a few people have asked me how I go about planning the story for Harpy, and making the comic in general. I’m not breaking new ground with how I layout the comic, it’s fairly basic, mostly learned from working with others in animation. 

I keep one sketchbook with me most of the time, and everything goes into it, not just Harpy.  The book is usually a jumble of work notes, Harpy, and other random doodles, but having it on hand is really useful.  I can’t always sit down and plan a story in one day, it’s easier for me to have time to think over a week or two, but having it all in one place is good for when I want to start piecing the story together.   It’s really hard for me to start with a story, I usually come up with the characters first, and what their personalities are.  From there, I figure out why they act that way, and their own stories begin to come out.   

I lay out the bones of the story there, it’s not concrete and allows for some spontaneity as I work on the comic.  Having the story remain flexible as I go along keeps me invested, because even though I have a majority of the comic planned out for a few more years, I still add humor and little character moments that weren’t originally there. I’m watching the characters grow with the readers, it’s exciting!

Organization is difficult for me, but I do use lists to keep everything on track.  I can’t post the best examples since they’re full of spoilers, but here’s a break down. 

1. Characters.  

I usually make a sheet with a few sentences next to each character, and sometimes a chart showing how they relate to each other.  I.E. How does Harpy act around Opal?  How do they influence each other, what do they have in common, what could cause a rift, etc.

2. Outline.

I have an outline currently for almost a dozen chapters.  Each chapter is just a sentence in the outline.  I.E.  Chapter 1.  All the characters meet at a party in podunkello and become friends.  Chapter 2.  How Harpy meets Pumpkin  
Each Chapter has it’s own outline, so Chapter 1 would be broke down with “Harpy wanders thru a forest.”  “Harpy fights a snail and breaks her sword.” etc. 

3. Thumbnail  

Once the plot of the chapter is worked out, I begin thumb nailing and writing down the dialogue, for the actual pages. Thumbnails are very messy, but just enough info to move onto final pages. I should be working off of a script, but I often can only work on my comic on weekends, and this process helps me make sure the comic uploads on time.  

4. Roughing out pages and inking

I hand draw the comic on 8.5x11 printer paper with pencil, and ink with black microns.  I use a fat grey marker (prismacolor, pro tip) to throw on shadows.  Sometimes I’ll lay out the roughs in photoshop, print it out and re ink on paper if I have the time. 

5. Color

After the inks are done, they’re scanned in and color is layered on in photoshop.

I usually just ink over my pencil roughs, so I don’t have many samples, but here are my computer roughs.  

Starting Harpy was really difficult, I had most of the pieces, I just didn’t know where to begin.  Once I figured out my main goal was just finding the cause of how the main characters met, everything else started falling into place.  Keeping with the once a week update schedule helped tremendously, as it forced me to plan ahead and fix story problems way ahead of time.  

If you want to start creating your own comic for online, I highly recommend getting a buffer that could last you a couple months before posting.  And start small with your story, you can always grow your world more when you are comfortable, but you’ll be able to learn faster if you have less to juggle. And don’t worry about finding readers, that could take awhile, but you should find enjoyment in your creation first.  You’ll be much happier making something personal than worrying what others may think.

Good luck!


THANK YOU VERY MUCH! :) And don’t worry, you’re not blind! I haven’t filled up the FAQ with much yet! I haven’t had the time to ;u; Okay, Oh boy. Long post.

I use a mix of trad and digital tools for art! :D

I do use a scanner, but not often since I’m usually away from home. I use my phone or camera instead. I find that as long as I’m able to capture the lines of the work clearly and as cleanly as possible, it’s good enough for me! That, and as long as all my stuff fits in ONE EASY TO CARRY BAG, I’m good to go bro.
I took this with my phone. I just cleaned it up and colored it in with photoshop later on. ^_^

I usually use a scanner when my client requests for high resolution sketch work.

As for my tablet, I use a bamboo splash pen and tablet touch! {x} I find the tablet extremely convenient due to its size and weight. I’m not an expert, but here are some tips that I thought would help you out!

1 - Check the tablet specifications and compatibility with your operating system. If you’re buying an old model or getting it secondhand, make sure it has drivers or software that will work on your computer and with your programs. Know the functions and features of each tablet that you think would work best for you and weigh them carefully! Research well about the tablet and see online reviews about it. (Youtube has some test runs and tutorials you can check out).

2 - Get a tablet size that you’ll be comfortable drawing in! My tablet’s total area is relatively small, which is fine for me, since my strokes aren’t as wide even when I draw on paper. I find it good for detailed work. That and it fits perfectly on my desk and in my bag.

3 - Get a good quality tablet! If you’re seriously invested in staying or pursuing a career in the digital arts industry, get a good quality tablet. I find wacom (Bamboo is under Wacom) to be a great brand compared to others that I’ve tried. The first tablet I got was from another company. It was great at first, but over time, the pen got jittery a lot and my lines faltered often even when I changed nibs (the tip of the tablet pen). But, it was a good start and gave me a good sense of what using one would be like. Later on, I switched to the one I’m using now. The Bamboo tablet allows my lines to be much smoother and more precise compared to my previous tablet. For tablets, I find that the quality of the tablet will affect the quality of your artwork as well! If you have money to spend, a cintiq would do wonders tho.

4 - If you get one, have fun with it! Drawing becomes more fun when you have more than one way to produce art and with digital art, the possibilities are endless! ^_^

Other advice I can give:
- Tutorials will be your best friend! There are tons of useful ones for digital art online! There are also tons of youtube videos you can check out or ones on deviantart to get certain effects!
- Surround yourself with your favorite artworks and artists. Learn from them! Watch their streams or look for process posts if you can. You never know what you can learn from anyone (even if they’re from the same person).
- Don’t pressure yourself too much about being super awesome right away. That’s a good way to get art blocked. ^^ Spend your time just learning, experimenting and absorbing stuff. Chill a little and just have fun and draw whatever it is you want to draw.

Sorry it took me a while to get back to you! I hope this helps you out ;u; @water-marked 

Maybe others have thoughts on the matter too!
@ the more experienced folks out there. Any tips you can share to beginners?

Photo shoot Ready: Tom Holland x Black Actress

Requested: Tom and Reader are called to do a couples photo shoot and interview for Vogue. Tom is a bit nervous because he believes the photo shoot is a bit risque. 

You walked hand in hand with Tom on the set of the photo shoot. It was 3 in the morning and the shoot would last nearly all day. 

When Vogue called you two, you were a bit worried- You and Tom’s relationship had lasted for nearly 6 years because of how private you were. Both of you felt like a photoshoot of some sort was like bragging and that it made your relationship seem very staged. But after a long discussion with To and both of your teams, you all agreed. 

You saw your reflection in the dressing room mirror, “Yikes.” You had on one of Tom’s hats and you looked tired, very tired. Tom had his own separate dressing room along with all of the clothes he was to wear. 

You checked out the costumes and a few of the pieces, some were nearly just pieces of cloth. Tom was a bit anxious about the whole theme it was supposed to be modern day Bonnie & Clyde. He didn’t want everybody seeing you naked but he knew that was a part of the job. 

Haz was by his friends side looking through his clothes. “This leather jacket is sick!” Haz said taking it off the rack. “Yeah, I wonder what they have Y/N wearing?”

“Mate, it’s going to fine.” Haz laughed. His style team came walking through the door, “Alright T, you ready?” 


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