just testing the size of it

anonymous asked:

is it possible that I'm internalizing fatphobia? I went vegetarian last year and since then I've lost some weight. it turns out I have some sensitivity to the proteins in most meat products and as a result of not eating it my blood has become healthier and I've dropped a jean size. I know I shouldn't be focused all on my weight and size, but I can't help but feel happier that I'm thinner? do you think this is a problem, and if I should try to change this ideology?

If your blood levels and tests came out with better results and you feel better and you feel happier, then I’m happy for you. 

Also I don’t think you were specifically looking for the weight loss. It just happened as a consequence of actions that you wanted to do regardless. 

- Mod Guillermo

girlfriend just delivered me a box of candy canes and here is my new personality test to replace MBTI or astrology or whatever

  • the Cruncher: you start at the hook end and chew your candy cane to pieces. you are forthright and impatient. behind your back people call you an asshole, but lovingly. how do you cope with that much hard candy stuck in your teeth.
  • the Snapper: you start at the hook end and snap off bite-sized pieces, eating each piece before you unwrap the next segment. you are life’s natural planner. so orderly you probably use colour-coded excel spreadsheets for your groceries. you never forget to do all that seasonal cleaning apartment therapy tells me to do and i never do. like dusting your baseboards. you probably do that.
  • the Unwrapper: you start at the long end and unwrap the whole thing so you can clutch it stickily in your bare hands. you beautiful rule-breaking moth. nobody should touch a candy cane with their bare fingers. what is wrong with you.
  • the Shiv: you start at the long end and suck it into the deadliest seasonal weapon. you definitely have siblings. probably you were raised in a household where weapons as toys were discouraged. probably you’re also kind of awkwardly masochistic.

side note. if you like the fruit flavoured candy cane better than the peppermint one, you’re wrong. straight-up just wrong.


3.14.17- a super super super late spread from late february,,,, life has been so hectic lately so i’ve been neglecting blogging again- i had three tests in one day, came down with strep throat, searched for a therapist, and had to deal with end of trimester deadlines all in just a short amount of time )); hopefully i can create a monster-sized queue and catch up with everything!

To the kids who stare blankly at empty screens where text messages and emails should be,

To the kids who hear time and time again that they’re not alone but you’re drowning in the overwhelming feeling that you are, in fact, alone,

To the girls who are called fat and ugly because you’re not a size zero and your face isn’t perfectly symmetrical,

To the boys who have your masculinity questioned constantly because you care about more than just sports and sex,

To the kids who have learned to feel ashamed of the color of your skin or the way your facial structure is laid out,

To the kids who worry constantly about what tomorrow holds because for you it’s more than a math test or facing your crush,

To the kids who are called ugly, faggot, loser, retarded, fat, worthless, unwanted, unloved,

I love you. And that’s just one more reason to keep going.

y’know sometimes I really think about how Fallout New Vegas was an actual game that happened 

like, this was a game in a series that’s about a post-apocalyptic wasteland with a 50′s esque setting. The main character is usually from a vault or has a connection to a vault and has some goal that mostly involved saving someone, you tend to run around a shithole filled with mutated abominations and bloodthirsty raiders

and then you get this game that just 

like Fallout New Vegas was a game that included: 

  • mass murdering roman legionary cosplayers 
  • post apocalyptic cowboys and cowboy robots 
  • a dominatrix zombie 
  • a sexbot called ‘Fisto’ that you can test-fuck 
  • an entire clan of Elvis impersonators 
  • Chandler from Friends 
  • fucking giant killer wasps twice the size of a person
  • a bunch of Genghis Khan cosplayers 
  • old ladies that try to mug you with rolling pins
  • a casino that’s secretly a bunch of cannibals 

And the main character, well

Fallout 1: Your from a Vault and you have to find a water chip to save your vault.
Fallout 2: you’re from a tribe descended from a vault and you have to find a GECK to save you village.
Fallout 3: your from a vault and you have to find your dad and save the wasteland. 

Fallout New Vegas: You’re a fucking mailman from christ knows where and you have to find the asshole who shot you and then fuck up the mojave two ways from sunday. 

I dunno I just think this game was a wondrous masterpiece 

The Signs as High School Teachers

Aries: Gym teacher who’s probably having an affair with one of the students?incredibly scary, hasn’t figured out how to use an inside voice. still hot though ;)

Taurus: will make you take your shoes off and sit in a circle with a candle in the middle. that one who gives tests that have absolutely fucking nothing to do with what you’ve been learning. unnecessarily angry if you’re 2 minutes late

Gemini: so fucking smart. just cant get it across to you in a way you understand. they’re really nice, but will probably spend 20 minutes telling you about their childhood growing beans in mexico DEFINITELY A SCIENCE TEACHER

Cancer: the kind of teacher who gives you print outs that are already trimmed down to size. probably gets walked all over by the students but loved by everyone

Leo: that one who needs to chill. constantly reminding you of how many days till exams and giving random tests and shit. screams MITOCHONDRIA IS THE POWERHOUSE OF THE CELL 5 times every lesson. reminds you you’ll fail regularly

Virgo: They’ve made you and 20 other students cry because your project was the wrong file type and not supported by their laptop. Lowkey want to cry everytime you look at them.

Libra: ohmyfuckinggod tears you fucking a p a r t . Encourages you to share your opinion just so they can rip you and your self worth to shreds in a “healthy debate”

Scorpio: that teacher you see like once a month. you constantly have supply for their lessons. probably is actually a really good teacher but is too busy going on school trips to ghana

Sagittarius: Has no lesson plan. Ever. And you always seem to finish working twenty minutes before the end of the lesson. Yet you somehow still end up getting As in their tests?? How? ! ??

Capricorn: their lessons are so boring. textbook work all of the time, and frequent tests. you probably do well, but you want to get hit by a car everytime you think about going to their class

Aquarius: CONDESCENDING. they never say anything but you feel like you’re being judged constantly. you give your opinion on a topic and they reply with an “okay” before inviting someone else to speak, who they KNOW will contradict you

Pisces: Manipulates you into doing extra work for something?? always asking you’re okay as well and recommending you speak to the school counsellor every lesson. genuinely cares about your mental health

anonymous asked:

Ok literally I check your blog everyday it gives me life I love you so much you have so much talent!!!❤ I don't know if you are still do the random/small au, but if you are could you do one for namjoon??

  • scientist!namjoon 
  • is too long for his lab coat,,,,but keeps forgetting to buy a new one in a bigger size
  • keeps really messy notes. like horribly messy none of the other scientists can ever understand his data but somehow namjoon reads it just fine
  • would rather spend a summer afternoon in the lab running tests on dna and solving math problems than going to like idk an amusement park
  • refers to animals by their scientific names out of habit,,,really it’s not even that he’s showing off when he points at an sea otter and goes “what a cute enhydra lutris!!” everyone is like a encyclopedia nutrients??? what’s he talking about
  • you’re a fellow scientist who works with namjoon and you’re more of a mathematical science person, you like doing equations
  • so you and namjoon get along great because you’ll stay hours and hours in the lab trying to figure out new ways to solve unanswered theoretical problems and debating on your data
  • everyone teases and calls you the couple of the lab because you’re stuck together, huddled over your notebooks so it looks like your faces are close together 
  • but you and namjoon are both too shy so every time you’re teased you both just hide in your lab coats collar like hUH,,,what,,, no ,,,,
  • one night namjoon is really rEALLY excited because he shows you a whiteboard full of numbers and letters and he’s like “i think i solved one of those theories!!!” and you’re like  NO WAY
  • and he’s like ,,,,,,i honestly think i did i might scream,,,,im so happy,,,,,
  • and you’ve never seen namjoon so excited about anything. sure he can be hardworking and serious but the smile,,,,,,,,,,,,,on his face,,,,,,wow,,,,,are those dimples??? those are cut- NOT THE POINT
  • and so you go over his math, making sure to not miss a thing and namjoon keeps pacing back and forth in excitement because this is a BREAKTHROUGH
  • but then,,,,you find it,,,,,,he missed one decimal point and adding it,,,,basically makes the whole equation useless
  • and when you turn to namjoon with a grim look on your face his big shoulders drop and the dimples disappear
  • and he’s like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,it was too good to be true wasn’t it?
  • and you don’t want to completely crush his mood but you can’t lie so you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,,namjoon don’t be sad,,,,um,,,,scientifically it’s proven that physical contact is good comfort so im going to hug you now???? is that ok????
  • and namjoon blinks and you open your eyes, trying hard to suppress the heat in your face
  • and namjoon is like,,,,,,,,,,,,,o,,,,ok,,,,,okay
  • and he moves toward you and you wrap your arms around his torso and,,,,ok he’s so big and warm,,,,,,,,,maybe,,,,maybe he’s ,,,,,way cuter than you ever thought?!?!?!?!?!?!
  • and namjoons hand rests on your lower back and it’s like,,,,,a little awkward but also,,,,,,,you know??? baby steps
  • and when you pull back you’re like “!!!! do you feel better?”
  • and namjoon is like yes,,, thank you but science also says there’s something that’ll comfort someone even more,,,,,,,,,
  • and you’re like omg what is it tell me
  • and namjoon is scratching his neck and murmuring ,,,, “A….kiss,,,,,,”
  • and you jump a bit because a????? kiss?????? well,,,,,ok,,,,you’ll do it because of science!!!!!!!!! obviously not because namjoon is adorable and when you kiss him his lips are soft and you are secretly super thankful he didn’t solve the theory because if he did you’d probably not be kissing right now - oh his hand is pulling you closer,,,,,, 

Aaaaaand Lightgazer Apprentices. A masculine familiar to round out the fam.

Okay last of the Pastwalkers for now. I gotta drop off the map for the weekend anyways. I’m totally not hiding from how many notes their lore post got, noooo not at all. lol but yeah enjoy the 4th to those who celebrate it~


So….this is a test video for #donthatetheshake *hides head beneath the ground*

Listen. I’m at my largest size ever and I’m still learning to love parts of me. I also have some really stiff body parts that put my previous awesome Dancer abilities to shame. But I’m determined to have fun and be happy in the moment. So you can call me all sorts of names and laugh at me for this, but I’m not apologetic. And like I said, this is a warm up, a test. Just putting it out there to hopefully make some of you smile, to show you that I am Very shy and that you really do not have to hate your shake!!!! 💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽 Thank you for this amazing initiative @bodyposipanda ❤❤❤

#psblogger #plussize #fatacceptance #igsg #sgig #losehatenotweight #nobs #positivevibes #missyelliotiloveyou #happy #dance #fatgirlsdance #effyourbeautystandards #ownit

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The ultimate test of my 5 years of customer service

***TW: racism***

Okay so first some background:
1) Besides for the one I work at, almost all of the local Way of Subs are owned by Indian families, & the families just work there instead of hiring employees.
2) There’s these things we do called platters, & they’re X amount of footlongs (depends on the size) cut into 3rds & arranged all pretty. They can come with veggies & sauces on the sides.

So this lady calls & says she would like to place a catering order for some platters. No big deal, it’s a pretty routine thing. But then she starts yelling. Not like angry yelling, but laughing yelling so loud I can’t tell what she’s even saying. Then I hear her start going “RIGHT?? RIGHT???? LOL RIGHT???!!!!” & I’m just like “haha, yeah…” obviously having no idea what she just said. But then she abruptly stops & says “See, I only come to you guys’s store because all the other ones have way too many fucking towel heads trying to blow me up.” Thank GOD this wasn’t in person cause I would NOT have been able to control my face. I mumble something about well we appreciate your business & start trying to get her order. With these platters, you can pick your bread, meats, veggies, etc. But whenever I ask her what she wants she just says “everything”. She ordered a large platter, which is 9 ft longs. We have like 15 different sandwiches–everything is not possible. So I end up getting like 5 different options she liked, & then on bread I tried to recommend our most popular but she just kept yelling “EVERYTHING!!!! I DONT WANT JUST WHITE I WANT ITALIAN” but before I could tell her that those are the exact same things she just started yelling again so she just got a mix of our breads. Then she decided that 27 4" sandwiches (what a large platter comes out to) was too much. People wouldn’t want that. She decided that 54 2" sandwiches would be better, so she needed the platters cut in 6ths instead of 3rds. I’ve legit never heard of this being done. Plus with cutting the bread that small it’s going to be hard to arrange, & our knives aren’t that sharp so they’re gonna be ugly little guys. But she wants it so we do it. Then I tell her we have mustard & lite mayo packs. She pauses & goes “LITE mayo?” & when I confirm she is like “No no no no no. I can’t eat that. My doctor said not to. Do you even know what’s in it?? It’s even worse than regular mayo!! There’s like salt, & sodium, & GOD KNOWS what the government puts in there to control us!!” I was unable to respond besides “okay ma'am I’m sure we can put some mayo in cups for you.”

I’m just glad I didn’t have to make this hellish platter. Although my least favorite, absolute bitch of a coworker did (:

TL;DR: A lady orders catering & goes on a rant about terrorists & government mind control in lite mayo

student!taeyong having a pocket sized y/n {au}
  • oh gosh  this is you are so cute! ヽ(*≧ω≦)ノ 
  • clumsy taeyong
  • student taeyong trips, falls, breaks things
  • one day when he was having lunch he decided to sit under this big tree behind his school, alone
  • the boy just wanted to relax before his math test  ಥ_ಥ
  • he took his sandwich out from his backpack and right before he could take a bite he heard your stomach grumble
  • poor taeyong froze with his mouth wide open, ready to eat and he was so scared
  • looking down at his right he saw you sitting on the grass next to him
  • he almost crushed you when he placed his backpack on the ground  
  • you flashed him a cute smile and waved
  • “hi!”
  • almost dropped his sandwich when you greeted him
  • “you are so small”
  • after some minutes of silence and watching you adoringly, taeyong introduced himself and decided to share his sandwich with you
  • “but why are you out alone?” 
  • “what if you get yourself lost?”
  • he told you about his math test and how nervous he was
  • but being smart, y/n suggested to help him
  • “isn’t this called cheating?”
  • “i’ll hide in your backpack and nobody will ever know”
  • and that’s what you did
  • since a normal sized pen was too big for your tiny hands, you solved problems on his phone
  • after school he took you home and without even saying ‘hi’ back to his mom, taeyong ran straight into his room and locked the door
  • he showed you around the room, his eyes sparkling as he explains
  • “you know i think my little sister has barbie clothes”
  • “Barbie clothes?”
  • “stay here”
  • he left you alone, sitting on his comfy pillow 
  • but returned after few seconds with little clothes in his hands
  • “try them on”
  • and that’s how his sister’s barbie clothes started to disappear one by one
  • “please stop stealing clothes for me”
  • “okay, but not before you try on this dress”
  • lets you use his pillow as bed and allows you to have long hot baths in his sink
  • “look, y/n! i stole a mini pillow from my sister’s toys, just for you!”
  • taking you to school with him
  • and both of you having lunch under the tree, where you met him
  • “taeyong i can’t! i’m full”
  • “ok, but at least take a sip from the milk if you want to grow”
  • he just wants you to be healthy
  • helping him every day with his homework
  • and he falls asleep while you’re correcting his essay, well… it’s already past midnight
  • but you can’t wake him up because c’mon he’s so cute just like you when he sleeps 
  • he studies harder not because he cares for his grades, but for you
  • bc “i’ll make you feel proud of me, y/n!”
  • but you really don’t worry about his school
  • bc for you it’s enough to know he’ll never leave you alone again


Today, I fucked up... by shutting a door

I was just fitting a door. I trimmed the door to size then chiselled out all the hinge rebates and fitted them, it swung really nicely and fitted perfectly.

So I moved on the the latch. Drilled a nice deep hole for it without going off line, chiselled out for the faceplate and screwed it all together.

Then I swung the door shut again to test it. Click! Perfect. All going well.

Now open the door again ready to put the knobs on. Oh.

How the hell do I get the latch to release when not only are there no knobs yet, there isn’t even a hole in the door to get at the latch mechanism…

I think I’ll just stay here for a while.

Check out more TIFU: Internet`s best fuck ups are here.


here you go, a full filmized clip!!!! anamorphic ratio, lens correction, color correction/grading/timing, film grain!!!!!!!! in video form!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i’ve been planning on making cinematic movie version fanedits of atla and korra, this is officially! my first! test run! and it looks soooooooooooo good, i have to do the full versions now that i know it’s possible and looks THIS GOOD

watch in 1080p and fullscreen, the beauty is in the details <33333

(see this post for comparison/process)

Shaking (Lin x Reader)

Warning : nah?

Dedication : haha lin hugs @letsgiggletogether

Request: nope

/ F L U F  F

No editing, sorry guys. Literally JUST wrote this

(I shouldn’t be this late i have a big test tommorow oOpS)

It was roughly two in the morning when your fingers were rattling quickly against the cream colored counter. Your heart was aching, and eyes worn down with drowsy spirit and fresh salty tears. It was dark and felt too humid and packed in your moderately sized apartment kitchen that held only you and your heavy emotions.
The weak light lit up your twisted lips and fiddling hands. You screwed with the button of your tshirt.  You tugged at the hem of your pants. You did anything to distract yourself.

“We just couldn’t save her.”

You wanted to throw something. Throw it hard and watch it shatter and you could imagine your sister ‘tsking’ at that.

“What does that solve,  sunshine?” She would hum, pushing a lock of hair from your pink stained eyes. You wished she was there to do that. To tell you it would all be okay.
But that would really contradict the situation. Wouldn’t it?

You were on the ground, sunken down to a mere lump of whimpering sorrow. You felt it all on your shoulders, but felt too light to carry it. You were going to blow away to the wind.

“Y/n?” A groggy voice had grunted, it was barely audible but sounded from down the hall. You shoved your face into your palms, not daring to let your Lin see your twisted face,  bright with raw flooded tears.

He was in the doorway, looking down at the phone on the floor. You had crept out from the bedroom when you got the call, stood in the hallway talking to the melancholy doctor, and then your mother, and your poor niece. After them all, you had slammed down the cell and collapsed into the kitchen.

You couldn’t see it, but Lin’s hand was shaking madly.
You did, however, feel it. When he quickly crouched down and held up his fingers to your wrists.  He balanced on his ankles, and you discovered his strained expression when he pulled your hands away.


You breathed in deeply, it was more of a gulp than an inhale. At this he immeidetly leaned forward.

His arms looped around your sides, fingers firm on your stomach as he softly pushed you towards him from the small of your back. He let your form melt against his chest. He let you breath in the scent of him- coffee and a twinge of lemon gum. The usual.

He let your face plant itself in his chest, and he let himself curl his arms around you. Squeezing you gently. Softly.

He was always so soft. That was just who he was.

He sunk his legs down, letting you sit on them. Letting you cry.

His face sunk into your neck, and you felt his finger trace circles on your thin-fabric shirt.

You were one. Together. You both knew that. 

“She- she died.”

“H-honey who-”

“My sister. ”

He tightened his wrap around you, now lightly rocking you back and forth. This way and that.

“I-it was a car accident. She asked if I could go with her to mom’s this week so I could drive her around and be with our parents. Driving always made her naseous these days, she said. Oh god-”

You leaned back. Heart thumpering.

“It’s because of me Lin! It was me, I, I killed my sister I-” your voice was shrill and at this a panicked look flashed over Lin’s doe brown eyes.

“No no no no-” He cupped your face carefully.

“You know that’s not true, y/n. You never would have been able to make it with work. This is…in no way your fault. Please listen -”

Deep down, you knew he was right. But it still all hurt the same.

“You’re going to make it. You always do. You ALWAYS do, it’s astounding,  quite honestly. You make it so far and do so much each day. It’s inhuman and you’re doing fantastic. This is so hard, I know. God,  trust me. But I am here, just like I always have been. Just like I always will be. And even if I wasn’t,you’d still make it. That’s what you do. It’s the frequent pattern.  You amaze me.” He whispered,  and you shook.

“I love you.” You whispered, it was hardly audible. But he heard loud and clear, and gently leaned in, kissing you once with such precision and care you felt like the only person in the world who mattered.

You fall back into his chest, and he leans back, laying down on the kitchen tiles with you on his chest, lightly shaking. Hardly.

“I love you too”

Originally posted by cierrasuee


Having the time to do these is always a pleasure, so without further ado:

-Boris: The life of a lab rat is a tough one isn’t it? Tested and experimented to see what does and doesn’t kill the average commoner and being a stepping stone towards progress ain’t pretty as Boris here can attest.

Details about this rodent’s origins are up in the air, but what’s certain is that it’s a walking, decomposing, grown in size, runaway beast that has had one too many syringes, amputations and modifications to take it anymore. With its original eyes gone and his eyelids sewn shut, its ears now house its new ghoulish vision giving it a degree of enhanced senses on wherever it may go. Carrying a drum of waste stuck in its flesh and a plethora of wires and metal plaques, it roams into civilized areas in the dark and slowly brings upon a drought of pestilence and decay towards the very people that thought that it was no more than just an expendable test subject for their own good.

-Schultz: Created out of a completely unforeseen result, this airheaded flygor serves as a mostly compliant assistant, tending the needs and whatisits of his creator Fritz for the most part.

Seemingly erratic, the four-armed flyman is in reality a somewhat cynical being that even on a good mood is not above making bouts of black humor complete with several bzzzzzzzzz’s thrown into his speech. Part of this stems from his rough beginning as a mutant degenerate away from his simpleminded life as an ordinary fly and into a life of endeavors and troubles at the hands of his creator.

The long work hours at Fritz’s lab and the many chemical successes and disasters made Schultz develop an addiction to noxious fumes of which got him the idea of crafting a makeshift spray gun to defend himself. Humorously, in spite of what the others joke about it, Schultz has yet to realize the irony behind his choice of weapon.     

-Barry & Carry: In the faraway corners of where the odd folk lived and roamed, there was an strange mind in the form of Barry Mugworth who since his youth was obsessed in building mechanical knickknacks and all sorts of things that involved gears, wheels and tubes. Having learned from the great minds that came before him, Barry progressed to the point his constructs were near-alive but not quite there yet. Feeling stuck in this conundrum and quite low on materials, Barry decided to take ventriloquism as a profession to not only profit from his craft but also see what was the missing element to his designs.

Ridiculed and mocked, Barry’s performance acts were seen as balderdash and he grew to resent those that surrounded him. It was then that this out-of-the-norm genius decided to enact an act of retribution by unveiling a whole new type of dummy in the form of “Carry.” In the spotlight, Barry proceeded to perform a scathing satirical act against his public with his newest creation, only for the mechanical dummy to suddenly become too sentient to the point it started to act by its own accord and took over the whole act for itself. Dazzled at what happened, Barry saw that Carry ended up winning the applause of the public who were now enamored with the lanky bolted gentleman with the strong words and achieved a level of success that he hadn’t seen before.

Not wanting to leave this result behind, Barry promptly reorganized his whole act into a two-man routine with him and Carry performing an array of skits and odd wordplay humor that ended up making a name of him in the show biz. Although pleased at this turn of events, Barry expressed annoyance over the fact that his own dummy was overshadowing him, but untimely relented given that this man-made existence and identity were more or less what he was aiming for his creations to begin with. Rumor has it that he plans to extend his performance to a whole entourage of larger-than-life dummies.

-Walt Ceramann: Fables tell of a secluded wizard that was rumored to have turned himself into a being of the elements. The truth is….it’s slightly off unless wax is considered a lost element among the big ones like fire and wind.

Walter Ambrosious Ceramannicus was, in his ordinary human life, a somewhat unremarkable practitioner of the supernatural and seemed to have a not-so-promising future ahead of him. But one day, wanting to go beyond his limits, Walt attempted to perform a ritual to empower himself into bold new heights, but thanks to his chronic bouts of incompetence he ended up becoming something else entirely. Due to a few misspellings in the ritual’s incantation, his body became completely made of candle wax and disfigured his appearance into a wobbly distorted visage.

Shunned and cast away for this, Walt became a hermit and secluded himself into where he wouldn’t be disturbed as he came to slowly realize the advantages that his newfound form possessed. Little by little he mastered his wax powers and uncovered a multitude of uses including the likes of pyrokinesis and the ability to generate a near-endless variety of sentient wax creatures infused with a fraction of his own inner  being.

In this state, the previously discreet Walt has now become a confident person, even while prone to stumble upon his own words, he now feels enlightened and bold enough to stand out in the world as someone to be reckoned with. 

ladykarmastrikeblog  asked:

Give all the brushes pls~ ((psst I love your work))

@ladykarmastrikeblog thank you for the request <333

Before anything! If you don’t know how to create a new brush, right click one of the empty squares (it doesn’t work when i use my pen and tablet, so with your mouse or touchpad) and you’ll get a drop down so just click the one you’d like, or if you’d like just Duplicate one of your old brushes by right clicking on it instead:

Before you start!!!! Make sure you test out your stabilizer at the top of the canvas!!!!!! This tool allows you to control how fast or how slow you will work! I have mine set at S-3, but you should test out which one you feel most comfortable with!! 

Here are the brushes I use! ❤

Toggle with sizes and shapes!!! Also, if you don’t know “Min Size” regulates the bluntness of a brush, for example (you can feel it more than see it omg):

Some of these tools allow you to change the brush’s modes (the little drop down arrow where it says “Normal”)! Using pure black wont do much, but grays and all the colors will give you results. I use Multiply the most for sketching, but here is what you’d get with the same colors with each mode:

I think that’s about it, but if you have any questions or any other requests, feel free to ask! I hope you enjoy!

BigBang Reaction to you having a pregnancy scare

Anon Requested:  There arent many current bb reaction/scenario blogs, I’m surprised you don’t receive more requests!!!! Maybe Big Bang reacts to you having a pregnancy scare? They’re getting to that age (well, in American standards anyways lol).

I honestly don’t think they’d be too phased by a pregnancy scare just because I feel like they’d be ready for a family about now maybe, but idk, that’s just me I don’t want kids until I’m like 30

Seungri: Seunghyun’s eyes would widen ten times in size when you told him you were late. He made sure to always use protection but this last time you both opted not too just because you recently put yourself on the pill and you thought it was safe enough to not use a condom. You immediately regretted the decision and you knew Seunghyun did too by the tenseness of his body. “I just took two pregnancy tests, I just have to wait a couple minutes for them to read the signs.” You spoke, eyes locked down on your fingers while they fumbled around each other. All you both could do was stand in silence until the tests showed either a negative or positive sign.

Daesung: When the words “I might be pregnant.” left you Daesung stopped what he was doing and immediately turned to you. “What?” was all that he could say before he saw the tears forming in your eyes. You started to shake your head and utter apologies, you didn’t mean for this to happen you weren’t trying to get pregnant, you both hadn’t even talked about having kids so this possible circumstance was worrying the both of you. Daesung could only pull you into his arms to console you, he’d try to reassure you but the words were more of a reassurance to himself than to you.

Taeyang: When Youngbae saw how nervous you were when telling him he immediately reassured you, his arms wrapped around you and slowly rocked back and forth while his hand went up and down on your back. It was reassuring but the nerves still wracked your body. “If it’s negative we just have to be more careful.” Youngbae whispered, you raised your head to look him in the eyes, he had a small smile on his face and didn’t look phased by your statement at all. 

“And if it’s positive?” Your eyes locked on his trying to see if whatever he said next would be true or false. 

“Then we’re going to be the most amazing parents to the baby.”

G-Dragon: You were surprised to say the least when seeing Jiyong’s reaction to you telling him that you didn’t have your period and that you were only a couple days late. “So you might be pregnant?” He asked with a smile. You couldn’t help but scrunch up your eyebrows and tilt your head at him. 


“Of course I’m happy! Now go take a pregnancy test so we can find out.” Jiyong began pushing you towards the bathroom before you could even reply and soon closed you in.


“Nope. Gotta take the test to be let out.”

“But we don’t have any pregnancy tests…”

T.O.P: “I might be pregnant.” You blurt out as you walk into the bedroom. Seunghyun’s face goes from a straight face to wide eyed and a smile plastered on his face. It was a happy kind of shocked and he soon started to walk towards you. 

“I’m going to be a dad?” You were fumbling with your fingers so you never caught sight of his expression and didn’t know how happy he truly was. 

“I mean I’m only a couple days late but-”

“I’m going to be a dad!” He cheered quickly picking you up and spinning around.

“I still have to take a test!” You laughed while raising your voice, Seunghyun immediately put you down and began dragging you into the bathroom.

“Then let’s take a test! I swear we have some spares fro your friends…”