2.21.16 // Sorry for being so inactive lately! I don’t have any excuse, I’ve just been pretty lazy lately lol. My handwriting looks kind of crappy on this post but I really like my picture theme this time ^^
staring an awful lot at that new girl.” Luke comments, his elbow harshly
digging into my side. It elicits a raw groan from my lips, rubbing the now sore
spot as I throw a glare in my best mate’s direction. “What? No man, I ain’t.”
“I hope you
realise she is almost officially part of the nerds and so inevitably off
limits.” Luke huffs, clearly not buying any word that comes out of my mouth,
but it wasn’t like he’d be thrilled with me if I told him what happened over
summer. I had met her, Y/n her name was, during my three-week trip with my
parents and sister down to the beach. It was something we did every year,
staying at my grandmother’s flat to have some ‘well deserved family time’ as my
mom called it.
I saw it
more like a dreaded, hostage-like situation where my mom would try to get my
sister to talk – she was in her rebellious phase – and forcing me along to her
bake-cookies-kinda-days. So one day, when I’ve had enough of my mum trying to
communicate – poorly – with my sister, and her yelling constantly throughout
the small space, I decided to bail.
around town for maybe a few hours that day, wasted my money on snacks and
drinks, but ended up on the beach at the end of the day. I was sitting in the
sand, trying to make a tiny sandcastle with the sand between my legs when I
heard her angelic chuckle.
know where she so suddenly appeared from, but I instantly knew I wanted to hear
that laugh more often. She was doing absolutely nothing but enjoying the sea
breeze and staring off in the distance. I don’t even think she had noticed me
does, she stills her movements and just stares at me from a few meters away. “Hi.”
“Uh, hi. Sorry, I thought I was alone.” She sheepishly laughs, awkwardly
scratching the back of her neck. “Don’t mind me, just trying to get away.” I
shrug my shoulders, giving her one of my more kind grins before I return back
to my merged sandcastle.
away from what, exactly?” She smiles kindly as she steps closer, hoisting her
knee length skirt higher so she could manoeuvre across the loose sand towards
me. “My parents, my sister. Mostly everything.” I shrug again, pressing my flat
hand against my crappy sandcastle.
you sneak off to a secluded beach and build a shoddy sandcastle?” She chuckles
heartily as she drops beside me, tucking her feet underneath her bum. I can’t
help but laugh along, shaking my head before I let my gaze fall onto her face
is a lad supposed to do around here to receive some entertainment?” The girl
shrugs her shoulders, contorting her face in the funniest way before she speaks
up. “Maybe converse with some strangers?”
mom told me explicitly not to do such things.” I counteract, shaking my head as
I dig my fingers back into the sand. I don’t know how or why, but being around
this friendly stranger makes me shy. “Well then, let’s do something about that.”
She speaks, but laughs when I throw her a puzzled look.
My mouth forms the shape of an ‘o’, nodding my head as I hold out my hand for
her to take. “I’m Calum.”
“Well, nice to meet you Calum. Now tell me, why are you running?”
I tell her
about the shabby situation at home. I don’t know why exactly, because not even
my best friend back home, Luke, doesn’t even know about my current home
situation. But somehow, I just spill all the beans against this complete
stranger and it feels like a heavy load is lifted off my chest.
seems like you’re not in any fault here. But you could try and talk to your
parents about all of this, they seem like reasonable people.” Y/n smiles,
leaning more towards me as she bumps her shoulder against mine. “I wish that
were true. They just don’t – don’t seem to notice me. Everything’s about my
because you’re the good kid. She needs a bit more help than you. It’s not that
they don’t love you, they just think you’re mature enough to take care of your
own.” Y/n speaks. She seems very wise and I somehow, deep down, know she’s right.
But that doesn’t mean that I don’t deserve some attention nowadays as well. She
wouldn’t think this highly of me if she knew.
“Well, a good kid is a bit overestimated, I
think. But thanks.” I smile again. I spent the rest of the day, well into the
evening, after the sun had set and a partial moon had illuminated the sky. We
decided to hangout again the day after, and after that. I had spent almost my
entire vacation with Y/n, and I could – not slowly, rather quickly – feel myself
falling for her.
day of my stay was coming around and we got to hang out one last time. After
almost two weeks of us constantly hanging out together, for the first time in
years, I didn’t want to leave this place. I didn’t even know where she was from
and I didn’t mind. She was my little secret, my first – and probably last –
summer love, and it felt amazing to have such a small, yet meaningful secret to
you when I get home.” I smile down on her, letting my fingertips drag along her
exposed arm, pulling shivers in their wake. “I’ll look forward to it. It was
nice meeting you Calum, really.” Instead of answering, I cup her face in
between my hands and press my lips gently to hers.
texted her, but she stopped responding after a while. I know she spoke of
moving and settling into her new house but I didn’t think that meant ignoring
me all together. I glare at her from afar when I remember what had happened
over the course of the last few weeks.
replaced by shock and wonder though when our gazes lock, a bright grin forms on
her lips and she starts making her way over. I rack my brain for any reason to
quickly bail and get the fuck out of here, but before I know it, she’s standing
right in front of me.
She smiles, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and staring up at me from
between her lashes. I can just feel the judgemental stare of Luke and when he
huffs, I don’t know what I can do to make Luke less like himself and not hurt
Y/N in the process. But sometimes you don’t have a choice.
“Do I know
you?” I grin down on her, crossing my arms over my chest. As soon as I see her
face contort into something unexplainable, I already feel my chest constrict,
tightening so quickly I might almost struggle to breathe. I feel my features
soften visibly as I keep my gaze locked upon hers. I raise my hand to softly
touch her shoulder but stop mid-air when I realise what I was about to do.
quiet, searching my eyes for an answer to my behaviour. I avert my gaze, down
the court yard, as I bite the inside of my lip. If she would just go away for
now I’d find her later and have a proper conversation – one where Luke wasn’t
“We saw you
talking to those nerdy girls. Maybe you should move along…” Luke waves his
hand so nonchalantly, it lowers the corners of Y/n’s lips even more and I feel horrible
about doing this. I know I should speak up, but I just can’t. I’ve spent my
entire high school career building this reputation of nonchalance and arrogance
– something that somehow the girls found attractive – and I wasn’t willing to
give it up in a split of a second because Luke was such a superficial asshole.
without another word, but her face spoke volumes. I open my mouth to utter
something, anything, but I come up with nothing. A simple ‘wait’ would have
been sufficient, but I just can’t.
know how you do it, Cal, but every girl seems to throw themselves at your feet.”
Luke chuckles dryly as he lights another cigarette. I can’t help but ignore him
and stare after Y/n as she disappears inside the building. I should apologize. And I shouldn’t wait. Fuck this. Fuck Luke. “Y/n!”
- I guess we’ll just have an other birthday in space… again…
- Don’t worry, we will get home again.
Soooo for the @voltron-bday-trades (I’m sure it’s still the 28th somewhere. And sorry for the late submission, I had issues with my wifi and my camera )
This was made for @volleyboysonice The request was either klance or slight Langst so I kind of did both ? I wanted to make them a little older (like one/two years older) but it’s probably not super obvious XD Sorry for the crappy pic quality, i’m a dumb potato who decided to do tradi when she doesn’t have anything to scan the drawing u_u” However I can send you the original if you want it so just PM me ! I hope you like it anyway.
request? yes “ Can i request a Montgomery imagine where him and Y/N are bestfriends but everyone can tell they like each other and she kind of his “anchor” like she calms him down all the time since he has a bad temper and then he confesses his feelings to her? ”
pairing(s): montgomery x fem!reader
warning(s): pretty short & crappy, a small sexual tension part, and idk what else
a/n: i got into hella feels when i wrote this. gah, my heart. + i’m sorry this is so bad, please don’t hurt me
I'm starting my first comic and I'm having trouble storyboarding the pages. What does your process for planning out comic pages look like?
When it comes to stories longer than 2 pages, we write a short page-by-page screenplay before we start working. We gauge how much action/dialogue we can fit in one page and pray we can work according to script. Sometime we change things in the process. Most of the time I have a relatively solid layout idea in my head before I sit down to draw.
I don’t think I’m amazing at paneling and overall composition but I try to make sure my pages aren’t exact copies of each other composition-wise, panels + speech bubbles are in a readable order and the latter are not covering anything important. I don’t care about the quality of my layout drawings. I’ll refine sketches later or hand them down for @cameronaugust to draw if it’s a collab. If halfway the page I feel like I need more space, I just select and squish panels. For comparison, here are some pages with their layouts:
^see, how some of the drawings are kinda squished on the layout on that last page? It’s because they turned out too big or were positioned wrong and I had to resize them. It’s kind of like a tetris of ideas. If something doesn’t work, you try another solution until you find something you can roll with. Those sketches are just crappy throwaway place-holders, you should be 100% willing to sacrifice them while planning.
A/N : Sorry it is kind of crappy, feel free to give me feedback or any request ;)
You knew the Gallaghers for what seems like forever. You moved when you where 13 years old in the house accross the street. You became friend with Ian pretty fast, spending a lot of time in treir crappy old house. But you like it better than yours, which was almost dead while Ian’s was always in movement. You liked almost every member of his family. Fiona who nearly adopted you, the cute little Liam, Carl and his big plans… And there was Lip. You’re relationship with the blond guy never was easy, that is the least we can say. It has always been intense. For the first year, every time you saw each other, it was like you had to fight. It all change when Ian, sick of you yelling at one another, locked you in the same room. You stayed two hours like that. Two hours during which you finally really talked, sharing things, learning the other. Soon enough you and Lip became friends, then best friends, even confident. Saying that your relationship was perfect will still be a lie tho. In fact, you two stubborn characters almost killed your friendship more than once, but you two were addicted to the other and you never were apart for long. That’s how one day it all change. You actually could not remember from where it starts but there you are, in front of their house, Lip yelling at you. You tried to stay calm but eventually he broke your patience. You were standing really close to him when you sax, in an instant, the look he had in the eye change. From mad it became hot and you both felt the tension in the air changing. You stopped and look at the other for maybe an hour, even if it was probably more seconds before one of you moved a muscle. Then it all went pretty fast. In an nanosecond Lip was kissing you, his hands around your face and your arms around his neck. As you kissed him back you realize how much of an evidence it felt. You stayed like that for a long moment before you heard Debby.
- Can you please do that elsewhere ? You two are blocking the pass and I’d liked to come home.
You rolled your eyes, smiling and enter the Gallaghers house
Could you do a tutorial or give me some tips on how to digitally paint hair is the hardest for me thanks for your time:)
*Never color black hair with pure black, it makes it look bad and you cant put shades on it and, its very difficult to make good lights too. Its much better if you put like a dark gray or something like that but never paint it black.
*Is more preferable if you do not use very saturated colors for the hair, it’s just too bright and make it difficut to watch, putting away the fact that it makes it look very ugly if you dont know how to use that kind of saturated colors.
*Have fun painting it, take your time. I do, and tbh one of the best parts for me its painting the hair, it makes me feel relaxed.
I hope it helped a little bit at least (?)
also sorry again if you didnt understand, my english is a little crappy and my handwriting is very confusing for some people <:0
Request : @claireisreallynotonfire hello my dear!!! could you do a sirius x reader where the reader is a transfer from ilvermorny in like the 6th year and immediately hits it off with the marauders. and sirius is infatuated with her, always calling her pet names, flirting, hugging, and touching and stuff. and reader just thinks it’s a joke but one day sirius gets mad bc she’s not taking him seriously ( lol pun ) and they end up together bc i really need some fluff with a teaspoon of angst. thanks love Warnings: My English? Language (always lol). Late night, crappy writing. The image isn’t mine. Credits to its original owner. Also, I am so sorry for making you wait this long but the new semester has already taken a toll on me. Word Count: 1848 MASTERLIST Pending Requests
It was one thing being the new student but it was completely another thing being the center of attention. It felt weird and… you kind of felt like you were an exhibit when people would stare or point at you. Yeah, okay, maybe you were the ‘American girl’ and yes, you had an accent and blah blah, but you hoped that after a day or two, they would leave you alone. You were being bombarded with questions about Ilvermorny, about your country, about the male population and so on. Well, that happened until four boys had walked on you and literally grabbed your arms and dragged you all the way to the Gryffindor common room. You were about to protest when you realized that they were doing you a favor. You had grown tired of answering the same questions and being looked at… strangely. So, you never really complained. When they finally let go, you just smiled and greeted them. “Hello, boys. Thanks for the rescue” you simply said. They didn’t expect that-far from it, actually. That’s when you became a ‘gang’ as you named it. They were punks and jerks but they were amazing people and really funny. You had no idea why you hit it off so fast but it felt natural. James was the love-struck one, with his hazel eyes and his messy black hair. Lily-pad, Lily-flower and so on, the poor girl must suffer from those awful nicknames. Remus was the ‘dad’; he was a bit more mature and poised but you could see the mischief in his soft caramel eyes. Peter was the little guy, blushing and being quieter than the others, but he was a Marauder after all. And then, it was Sirius. That guy didn’t know how to talk to a girl without flirting with her. His gray eyes would roam the girl’s body, he would be touchy as fuck when he wanted something, he would use cheesy pickup lines and he would always find a reason to pull off his shirt. He had a nice body, yes, you weren’t blind… you could see it. But it was ridiculous how many times he pulled that damn shirt off. In the brief week, you knew them, it must have been ten times already-and the week wasn’t over yet.
It was official. Sirius Black was the biggest flirt you had ever known. The guy would flirt with you without hesitation, he would call you names, be touchy even clingy. And today was no exception. You were able to stroll around the castle without getting lost like the first weeks. After all, it was almost Christmas. You had to admit that Hogwarts was breathtaking covered in snow. Everything seemed so magical, so serene and so otherworldly. Ilvermorny might held your mind- your friends were there, your ex-boyfriend, your beloved teachers- but Hogwarts stole your heart. You had made more friends than you could believe. Lily was a Muggle-born, as they called them, but she was the brightest witch of her age and uncommonly kind. That last trait seemed to vanish every time James was around, though. She had admitted that she liked him a lot but she could never agree on a date if he was going to ask her three or more times a day. It was infuriating. You had helped James a lot and for that he was grateful. You had told him to leave her be for a while. It was tough for him and you couldn’t help but chuckle every time he opened his mouth only to close it again and walk away. Lily thought it was strange but she missed his crazy ways-and that’s when you played cupid and informed James. And they had the most romantic date ever. Not thanks to him but thanks to you and strangely enough, Sirius. He could be romantic when he wanted to. But that was a very rare sight to witness. Remus was probably the one you were closest with. He was so kind and sweet but he could be cocky and sarcastic that he could out throne Sirius himself. You had put two and two together relatively easy but you didn’t care. If anything, you wanted to help him in any way you could but you were going to let him tell you, whenever he felt like he could trust you enough to do so. You were in the Great Hall, eating breakfast-well, you were drinking a cappuccino(Dumbledore’s courtesy)- with Remus while you were waiting for the other three troublemakers to appear. It was a cold, breezy morning, but it felt so refreshing you didn’t mind wearing two jumpers. It was just a day before the full moon and he was worn out already but he had his nose stuck in a book, nevertheless. You placed a chocolate bar in front of him and he caught the action as he looked worriedly at you. “Eat. You’ll feel better, Moony” you said, emphasizing his nickname. He was smart and he got it immediately. A relaxed smile was plastered onto his lips as he understood that you weren’t going to go anywhere. “Hello, beautiful” a silky voice greeted you. You didn’t really want to admit it but you were smitten. You truly liked him. You liked his steely gray eyes, his aristocratic features, his tousled dark, long locks, his toned torso and his delicate hands. But most importantly, you liked the real him. Not the flirtatious, cocky jerk but the one you had the pleasure of meeting one very cold and lonely night. You couldn’t sleep and you were sitting by the common room’s fireplace. That night you had seen the real Sirius. The one behind the façade and the masks. The one who suffered the effects of insomnia because of his past, the one who was always too scared that he would lose his friends. That Sirius spoke to your heart. And you found yourself falling… hard. “Hello, handsome” you greeted back with a playful smile. That was just his thing. He would flirt with you but you never thought he meant it. Like, how could he? You had accepted the fact that you didn’t really stand a chance with him. He was out of your league. He could have any girl he wanted and of course, you weren’t one of them. He just played with you-not in a bad way, but still. It was just a game. You couldn’t resist, though. You had to play as well. He sat next to you, his hand resting on your knee and his mouth forming a devilish smirk. He kept his eyes fixed on you until you felt uncomfortable. “You’re staring” you commented, hoping that he will stop playing the damn game. “I’m gazing” he retorted nonchalantly, as he drew patterns with his fingers on your thigh. He had to stop. “It’s creepy” you tried to sound stern but you failed miserably. You smiled and shrugged it off as he whispered under his breath, something you couldn’t possibly believe you had heard correctly. “It’s romantic”. Yeah, you had probably heard wrong.
You continued ignoring him and his flirty ways for a couple of hours. You had to give it to him. He had upped his game. Today, he was extra touchy, extra flirty, extra huggy, extra clingy, extra… You tried to make it to your next class in time, he had to carry your books. You tried to eat lunch, he had to pile up your plate. You had forgotten your quill, he had to give you his. Somebody tried to flirt with you, he had to smack your bum- that was the final hit. You were alone in the common room, as it was already after midnight, trying to study. James had fallen asleep holding Lily, Peter was all cuddly with Mary and Remus… well, Remus was actually studying. But you didn’t miss the side looks he was giving you. When that guy had come up and told you that you looked very beautiful in that jumper, all hell had broken loose. Sirius marked you- yes, he did- as his when you weren’t and you didn’t even have a chance. Once the guy left and you were among friends, you snapped at him and scowled him, waking up the sleepy heads. “How thick can you get?” you questioned angrily but from the looks of it, he was a bit angrier. He stood up abruptly, while the rest of your friends were trying to pretend that they didn’t exist. “How thick can I get? How dense can you be?” he spat at you, his silver eyes twinkling with madness and… desperation? “You know what? Screw it! I don’t want to play your little games anymore, I am so done. I don’t like that you are making a fool out of me every time you are all flirty when you don’t mean it in the first place” you practically screamed at him. His cheeks were red with anger and his pupils dilatated. “You are crazy! You are insane if you think I just flirt with you so I can play. You are delusional if you believe that I am not absolutely infatuated with you and your American ways. You are just stupid if you think that I am playing. I am so fucking in love with you and it scares the shit out of me because I have never- EVER- fallen in love before and I have no idea how to deal with all those damn butterflies- YES, you gave me butterflies, and my stomach flips every time I see you and I-” You grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him close, crashing your lips to his with force. He finally shut it. His hands were wrapped around your waist immediately as he deepened the kiss, biting your bottom lip hard, demanding permission to explore your mouth. Exactly before a moan could escape your mouth, people were fake coughing to make you realize that you weren’t alone. You pulled apart but he didn’t let go. “So, you like my American ways?” you asked softly as you made eye contact with him. He smiled brightly yet seductively and he kissed your cheek. “I do. You know what else I like? Your sweet American ass” he said loud enough for everyone to hear, as his hands slipped down to your bum. James laughed but Lily called him a perv. You just blushed but you couldn’t really believe that you had kissed him and that he had never played with you. He was being honest and he was showing you all the affection in the world. You had to make it up to him. “Maybe we can continue in my dorm?” he suggested, wiggling his eyebrows cheekily, making you chuckle at his childish action, when three, big, fat, loud no’s were heard. You turned and witnessed three frightened faces looking at you with utter terror. You found yourself laughing along with Sirius and Lily. Yes, Hogwarts had stolen your heart for sure. And you couldn’t love it more
Right now you are down and out and feeling really crappy, And when I see how sad you are, It sort of makes me…happy! Sorry, Nicky, human nature – nothing I can do! It’s…schadenfreude! Making me feel glad that I’m not you!
Living easy, living free Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don’t need reason, don’t need rhyme Ain’t nothing I would rather do Going down, party time My friends are gonna be there too
Midnight creeps so slowly into hearts of men who need more than they get Daylight deals a bad hand to a woman who has laid too many bets The mirror stares you in the face and says,“Baby, uh, uh, it don’t work” You say your prayers though you don’t care; you dance and shake the hurt
Some people like to rock, some people like to roll But movin’ and a-groovin’s gonna satisfy my soul Let’s have a party Hoo, let’s have a party Well, send 'im to the store, let’s buy some more Let’s have a party tonight
Now I’m aimin’ for heaven But probably wind up down in hell Where upon this alter I will hang my guilt ridden head But it’s time I’ll take before I begin Three sheets to the wind, three sheets to the wind Yeah, it’s time, I’ll take before I begin Three sheets to the wind, three sheets to the wind Rebels are we, though heavy our hearts shall always be
See the line where the sky meets the sea? It calls me And no one knows, how far it goes If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me One day I’ll know If I go there’s just no telling how far I’ll go
Human, I wonder why you’re a better make than I could ever build or create, You know not love or hate I am so scared of what will kill me in the end For I am not prepared, I hope I will get the chance…
I have written you down Now you will live forever And all the world will read you And you live forever In eyes not yet created On tongues that are not born I have written you down Now you will live forever