oh man this was so fun

iwannabeleftalone  asked:

how do you keep making so much great art and comics??? it's all so pretty and theres so much of it and I'm just wondering how you do it consistently

Oh man I left this one a little late but I’ll post it bc I get this a lot

I work really fast and on a schedule. I have two jobs plus commissions and have set work hours I allow for things outside of that.

Usually it’s work for 4-5 hours, comms for 4 hours (with 30 minute warmups and cooldowns that are usually fanart) and then depending on what’s good with the world I might get 3 hours of wiggle room for the fun stuff. I really like schedules. 

Uni’s coming up soon so that’s gonna take a kick to the teeth but whatever.

Generally though I draw everywhere (sketchbook for public transport and lunch breaks) and if you do as much art as I do you get pretty good at producing it fast without compromising on quality a whole lot.

anonymous asked:

I just want to vent - being a gay transman is awful. Even people who respond nicely don't show up. Including after saying something like "I'll be there in 30min". So far I've only dated str8 guys (at the time) I don't feel like I'm treated as a man. I'm going to be alone forever. I know I'm too bad to have a relationship but I can't even find someone I find attractive willing to have a fun night. I'm desperate enough to consider hiring someone.

Oh sweetheart. I’ve met so many gay trans men in relationships with men. It is 100% possible. Have you considered looking into bisexual men? There’s got to be a dating website for that SPECIFICALLY. Paying for a sex worker could expose you to an STD if you’re not careful, I don’t want that for you.

anonymous asked:

please give us some stories from andrew that you think relate to andrew.. please...

(about juvie right? i’m pretty sure you’re talkin about juvie..) oh man… tbh there’s not a lot stories bc honestly, andrew would be that guy who would eat lunch by himself, workout by himself, hangout in his bunk by himself, smoke by himself, and yknow, casually hook up with other delinquents on the down low lmao 

BUT. ok so whenever we had lunch we had it in waves like everyone from cells A-G have first wave and so on but there’s a total of three waves and each lunch lasts an hour. now listen this shit gets soo serious and fights break out bc you’d think that guards would maintain order and yknow make kids get in lines and wait their turns but no, i swear, i lived through the hunger games every single time we were let out. kids literally pole vaulted over one another so they could be served first. 

so andrew would 100% be that boy that walks calmly to the lunch area, dead last probably, yet somehow always ended up near the front of the line. and people let him. there was this kid i remember that never said a word but just would skip everyone and get his pate first and everyone let him bc this guy was scary as fuck, all dead eyed and no emotions. once upon a time tho there was a new kid and he got cocky and was like “what the fuck are you doing? get to the back” and without missing a beat this kid turns around and clocks him so hard he’s out cold before he hits the floor. even the guards were like “uhhh…” and the kid just turns back around, gets his plate, and goes to isolation. 

idek man andrew would have been terrifying in juvie and kids would be falling over themselves to try and be friends with him 

anonymous asked:

Prompt - Ben Solo bridal carrying Rey. She's not unconscious and not impressed because he's always doing this to make fun of how smol she is, which he is, but he mainly does it so he can touch her.

Oh anon, I don’t know if you knew but I have such a weakness for the word ‘smol’. Smut after the break. 

Also this was fun. Prompt away people.

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Rey steeled herself as she prepared for yet another mission aboard the Millennium Falcon with Ben Solo, Han’s irritating son. As if it wasn’t enough that she had to deal with being alone with him for days on end the man seemed to take a savage pleasure in belittling her at every turn. If it wasn’t mocking the Force, it was picking her up whenever he fancied as she relaxed, then carrying her to some random room in the Falcon and jeering something inane in her ear.

“You’re so tiny scavenger.” His last words echoed from the past.

Rey shivered. Humiliatingly, Ben’s low voice had an effect on her, but she’d never ever let him know. The prick was arrogant enough already, whole base alight with his various exploits, and she did not want to be on that list, everyone kriffing stared at her enough already. Stars, she was minded to use the Force and knock him out every time he picked her up, but no, Master Luke had told her how important it was only to use it in self-defence and she knew Ben wasn’t actually going to hurt her.

Yeah, that’s why you won’t use it. Sure Rey.

“Solo.” She spoke as she boarded the Falcon.

“Rey.” He smirked. “If it isn’t the prettiest scavenger in the galaxy.”

Ugh. Always with the insulting remarks. Rey had seen the other women of the Resistance, knew she lacked a great deal of flesh, but still it stung.

“Just– can we go?”

Ben smirked. “Always so eager, Rey. I love it.”

You know what? No.

Not this time.

Rey.

Ben approached her as she read her holo on the lounge, fingers burning.

He didn’t know when exactly he’d started doing this, but he knew why. Rey’s weight felt perfect in his arms and this was the only way he could really have an opportunity to touch the beautiful Jedi, the only way she’d sort of tolerate. It was absolute pathetic and puerile, he knew, but everything else in his extremely large skillset had failed so far and he was nothing if not persistent. It figured that the only girl he couldn’t seduce was the one he wanted.

Thanks Han.

Whatever. He didn’t much feel like thinking about his parents right now as he leant down, ready to scoop her up.

“Don’t.” Rey spoke.

He ignored her. She always said something along those lines and he always ignored her. Rey could kick his ass to Tatooine if she wanted, but she never did, and that at least was something. He slotted his hands underneath her body and then–

Smack

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y'all beronica at hogwarts will kill me tho like

  • baby slyth!veronica meeting huff!betty and immediately deciding she’s her person and fuck what the dumb talking hat says
  • ronnie getting sat down by her parents in her first year bc ‘u can’t just hex anyone who doesn’t like betty, honey’
  • veronica crying on betty’s shoulder and sleeping in the hufflepuff common room with her when her father gets sent to azkaban
  • ronnie getting upset bc she’s spent so much time with huffs that betty’s housemates aren’t even intimidated by her anymore
  • betty getting her first detention because she hexed a gryff who called ronnie’s father a criminal
  • alice cooper, poster woman for the slyth charity ball, hating that betty is a huff
  • veronica being forbidden from the cooper household bc of that one time she gave alice severe facial warts for calling betty a disappointment
  • betty staying with veronica’s family over summer break to avoid her mom
  • ronnie wearing a huff scarf to betty’s quidditch games and her housemates barely even caring bc they’ve come to just expect this shit from her now
  • slyth!ronnie and huff!betty basically just being such obnoxious ride or dies that no one is surprised when they finally start dating in their sixth year

Since re-reading the Percy Jackson series has kind-of brought me out of my funk, I’m doodling some percabeth and a hot little Percy for fun! Oh man how I missed these two, and these books! I love how colourfully humorous the books are, and Percy cheers me up so much xD

Cat Got Your Tongue Pt. 1 (M)

Word Count: 5,463

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: catboy!tae, comedy, fluff, eventual smut

Summary: When your boyfriend cheats on you you’re left heartbroken and lost all hope in relationships. Santa says you’ll find love soon, but what do you do when you’re beloved cat turns into a beautiful grown man?

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MBTI and an Escape Room

ISFJ: “No, no, no, no”

ESFJ: *crying and furious* “This is tearing us apart! Get it together people!”

ISTJ: *Says everyone is an idiot for trying the wrong thing- never offers his own solution*

ESTJ: “I would take over, but I like watching ENFJ fail at it.”

ESTP: “Wait guys, I got this” *does something stupid* *fails*

ISTP: “If you guys would just listen to me then I could get us out of here- ok no one is listening to me, that’s fine too, whatever”

ESFP: *completely oblivious to everyone’s stress* “This is so fun!”

ISFP: *mopping in the corner* “I’m just really tired, I don’t want to do this.”

ENFP: *simply talking and rabbit trailing about random possibilities* “Hey look at this! This is so cool! Oh that’s kinda creepy…what if-”

INFP: *super chill and relaxed* “Man, this is so much fun. Hey guys- we should try and scare ISTJ”

INFJ: *Thinks he knows how to get out but can’t talk because all the tension in the room is about to make him cry*

ENFJ: *Keeps trying to create order amongst the group, but gets too emotional to handle the responsibility* 

ENTJ: *Has already planned out which one of his friends he will have to sacrifice first*

INTJ: *Knows how to get out after discussing with INFJ* *Doesn’t tell anyone because they want to laugh inwardly at everyone freaking out* 

ENTP: “Hey guys, I know what will work!” *tries something complicated and stupid* *fails* 

INTP: “My goodness, I can’t believe you guys haven’t figured it out yet, it’s so obvious” *doesn’t actually know how to get out*

theinsanechesirecat413  asked:

Does Grillby have bishoune eyes without his glasses? If that's too personal to answer, what would your ideal wedding dress look like for each other if you were to create one?

* (( … though I think we would have suits if we ever have a wedding… ))

* aw man, dresses would be so cool tho

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*heart repairing noise*

oh by the way guys! The next update will be the last part of this ‘DEAD END’ comic! Thank you so much for putting up with me! I will try my best to finish them by next week! :’DDD

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Oh man, guys. We found better video of our Sailor Voltron Masquerade performance! I’m so proud of us! We choreographed our routine that morning, spent the entire day slightly screaming into the void about having to perform, and then ended up winning a Presentation award with it! The crowd response was amazing! I love this group so much, it was one of the most fun con days ever! 

Sailor Lance: @arkadycosplay
Sailor Keith: @catamantics
Sailor Shiro: @hustleandbustlecosplay
Sailor Pidge: @bernerstahp
Sailor Hunk: @geeklyfanboying

BTS when their daughter (you) tells them they have a boyfriend {REQUEST}

Kim Seokjin/Jin: 

*gif* 

“Bring him over so your mother and I can meet him, sweetheart” “*mutters to himself* That boy is dead,”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Min Yoongi/Suga:

“No…she’s growing up…I wasn’t expecting this so soon,”

Originally posted by sugagifs

Kim Namjoon/Rap Monster:

Becomes protective Rap Daddy.

“Y/n..I don’t want you seeing him,”

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon

Jung Hoseok/J-Hope:

*gif, but you’re the award*

Originally posted by chimchams

Park Jimin/Jimin:

*nodding to himself*

“I can handle this…I’m not jealous that my baby girl has another man in her life…I am not jealous at all,”

Originally posted by jitaeme

Kim Taehyung/V:

“You what now?”

Originally posted by tekukii

Jeon Jeongguk/Jungkook:

“Oh no…congratulations…I guess?”

“Dad, could you at least sound happy for me?”

*gif*

Originally posted by sugutie

This was fun to write

-Bom

noadventureshere221b  asked:

Hmmmmmm...... sharing a bed. Like a roadie where the beds get screwed up (after Lardo graduates?) They all end up with kings instead of doubles.

[put a fanfic trope in my inbox and i’ll describe the fic i’d write!]

oh, man. i think it was 1electricpirate who wrote the most amazing fic for this trope? I don’t know if I could follow it up. It might be fun with Nursey and Dex. So like they could spend the first couple of nights kicking each other, and Nursey snores, and Dex hogs the sheets, and it’s just a hot mess. But then they sort of figure out - by accident mostly - that if they sleep spooning, Nursey’s snoring is a lot less noticeable, and if Dex hangs onto Nursey then he won’t grab the sheets in his sleep, and Nursey’s restless leg doesn’t act up so he doesn’t kick Dex in the shins.  So okay… so they can do this. They figure it out.

And then the roadie is over and the next time they’ve got normal beds, and Dex is all set to just put in his earplugs and ignore Nursey sleeping the next bed over… but he caaaan’t, he just can’t. And Nursey’s like “just come the hell over here, Poindexter,” and… well… now they’re sleeping in the same bed on roadies because whatever, it works for them, nobody’s gotta know.

And… you know… before they sleep they spoon… and talk… and Dex’s thumb strokes lazy lines on Nursey’s hip… and Nursey’s body is warm as he cuddles against Dex like an overgrown cuddle slut of a cat. It’s nice, is what it is, the two of them curled up together, just talking… or just being… being together.

When they get home from the roadie, wow, sleeping alone is super lonely….

Nursey suggests it offhand one day. “You could come over and take a nap. You know. With me.”

Dex does.

And then sometimes they cuddle on the couch, playing video games…

and then sometimes they just hold hands…

…and one day Nursey just leans in, simple as anything, and kisses Dex.

Dex goes beet red and tries to rein in his shock and just says “Why - why - why’d you do that.”

Nursey shrugs. “Because it seemed like the right thing to do. I mean, come on, man. We’re cuddling all the damn time anyway.”

“Yes, but that doesn’t mean…”

“Doesn’t it?” Nursey says. “Doesn’t it really?”

And Dex goes quiet, very quiet,

“Maybe…” he starts, and stops again.

“Look,” Nursey says, “all I know is I love it when you’re here, and I miss you when you’re not around, and it just feels to me like… like we ought to give it a chance.”

Dex nods. He breathes, and he nods. “Okay,” he says. “…Give it a chance.”

“Yeah?” Nursey grins. “So I can kiss you again?”

Dex holds up one finger. “Once more,” he says. Then, sheepishly, puts up another finger. “Maybe twice.”

They kiss more than twice. And they sleep well, that night, in each other’s arms.