How do you draw hands? Like I think i did it once years many years ago but I can't seem to figure it out. Don't worry if you don't get to this request I don't mind ^~^ You're art is super cool amazing and I love it <3
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I’ve studied lots of tutorials and videos, so definitely look for those and draw alongside the videos whenever possible.
Also, back when I was in high school and college, to keep myself awake I’d doodle a lot. I’d end up drawing my left hand because it was just right there. As a result, there were a lot of drawings of my left hand all over my notes. XD Anyway, I got quite a bit of of practice that way.
Here’s a hand tutorial by Kienan Lafferty, one of my favorite tutorial guys on YouTube because he talks in a very basic way without sounding like he’s talking down to you.
Here’s a quick gif I made of my own process. I usually start with the basic shape of the palm and work my way outwards. I use a reference if needed. I’m still far from perfect but I make it a point to not try to hide hands behind objects or behind characters’ backs to force myself to learn to draw them better.
Summary: Dean and the Reader have a toxic relationship but they can’t seem to get enough of each other.
Word Count: 1.5kish
Warnings: Angst, Smut, Pinch of Fluff
Author’s Note: Heyy guys! This is my entry for @paigeinastory‘s “Country Song/Sentence Prompt Challenge”. I got the song “Playing with Fire” by Thomas Rhett ft Jordin Sparks. I also got the quote “The pain burns yet we always come back for more.” I hope you guys like this one!!! *hides face* also, special thanks to my boo @deanxfuckingadorablexwinchester for making the aesthetic for my fic!!
Summary: Bucky and Y/N have been fairly successful at keeping their relationship hidden from the rest of the Avengers. That is… until Nat walks into the kitchen one night and finds Bucky kissing Y/N. While Y/N is relieved that their relationship is out in the open it soon becomes more complicated than she could have ever imagined.
The next few minutes were a blur of me screaming expletives
shrilly at Steve. “STEVEN FUCKING GRANT ROGERS – YOU LITTLE SHIT!” I yelled as
I punched him in the arm.
“Hey! We could wreck! Maybe take it out on me later?” he
asked as he rolled his eyes.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked – trying to keep my voice
level and failing miserably.
He shrugged somewhat apologetically. “Look – I’ve known Buck
for a long time. He’s miserable without you, but he thinks you’re better off
without him. He was driving himself crazy about it but refused to even listen
to Tony when he said he knew where you were. He’s stubborn – there’s just no
way around it,” he explained defensively – keeping an eye on me to make sure no
further punches were in his immediate future.
“So… so he has no idea I’m coming?” I asked nervously as I
chewed on my bottom lip.
“No,” Steve responded matter-of-factly. “But I can assure
you he will be relieved when he sees you,” he added.
“Steve, pull over for a second,” I choked out as pure panic
“Oh come on, Y/N! You can’t drive!” he whined.
“Pull over!” I yelled. The urgency in my voice finally
prompted him to oblige. I jumped out of the car before it had fully stopped and
ran into the nearby field where I promptly fell to my knees and vomited. I
wiped my mouth with the back of my shaking hand as I rose unsteadily to my
feet. So Bucky didn’t initiate this. He hadn’t even tried. His best friend was
fighting for me and he wasn’t even trying. As I trudged back to the car I
wished that I had never agreed to come back. I was better off alone.
“Are you okay?” Steve asked quietly as I climbed back into
my seat and closed the door behind me.
“Why didn’t you tell me Steve?” I asked as tears pricked at
the corners of my eyes.
He was quiet for a moment before he turned to me. “Because I
knew you would never come back if I told you. What kind of friend would I be to
either of you if I sat by idly and let you both ruin this?” When I looked into
his eyes I knew that he meant it. He wanted so desperately for things to be
fixed, but for some reason I doubted it would ever happen. I smiled at him
weakly as he pulled the car back onto the interstate. The sudden feeling of
panic had completely drained my energy. I resolved myself to finally lay my
head back down on my makeshift pillow and close my eyes wearily. Within minutes
I had fallen fast asleep.
“Y/N,” Steve whispered as he shook me softly. I grunted in reply.
Why was he being so persistent in trying to wake me up? I just wanted to sleep
a little longer.
“Go away,” I muttered grumpily as I tried to shoo his hands
away from my arm.
“We’re here,” he finally said out of exasperation. This
caused me to wake fully with a start.
“Oh,” I muttered nervously as I looked around the parking
garage of Stark Tower. Bucky’s motorcycle was parked two spaces down – my heart
almost jumped through my chest when I saw it.
“I’ll get your bags,” Steve responded as I exited the car.
The elevator ride was mostly quiet. Even after the nearly four-hour
nap I had taken on the way to the tower I was exhausted. More than anything I
wanted to escape to my room, take a long hot shower, and rest. The idea of
seeing Bucky after the long drive was exhausting within itself. As the elevator
doors opened we were greeted with laughter from the common room.
“Yo! Y/N!” Sam yelled from the couch – waving at me. “How
was your vacation?” I smiled warmly at him and saw Tony turn to face me from
one of the many chairs in the room. He offered me a small wink of hello. He had
kept up the façade for me, god bless him, no one but those involved knew.
“It was great Sam, thanks,” I managed to respond back
“Who are you talking to?” Bucky called to Sam as he walked
out of the kitchen – Natasha following closely behind. Sam didn’t have time to
respond before Bucky’s eyes found me – the plate of food he had been carrying
fell to the floor and shattered.
“Hi Buck,” I responded quietly, averting my eyes from him.
“Dude, what the fuck? You need help carrying your food
around, grandpa?” Sam chastised as Bucky scrambled to the floor to carefully pick
up the shards of glass and food that now littered it. It gave me an easy out.
“Well the drive was exhausting so I’m… erm… gonna head to my
room to rest for awhile. I’ll be up in a few hours,” I muttered as I turned on
my heel and fled towards the hallway that led to our rooms.
“Don’t forget – team dinner and meeting at seven!” Tony
called casually behind me. I sighed as I neared my door— It wasn’t going to be
easy to hideout in my room after all.
“Are you okay?” Steve whispered as he closed the door to my
room behind him.
“Um.. yeah… I think so,” I responded lamely as I shifted
uneasily. The sight of Nat being so close to Bucky made me want to scream. “I think I’m just going to take a shower and
sleep for a few more hours. I feel exhausted,” I muttered.
“Okay, let me know if you need anything. I’ll make sure
you’re up for the meeting.” Steve smiled warmly at me as he opened the door.
“Will you lock the door before you close it, please?” He
smiled sadly before turning the lock and closing the door behind him.
I sighed shakily as I sat on the corner of my bed. The last
night I had spent in this room had been with Bucky and things had been so
perfect. Now everything was all twisted up, and I didn’t know if there was a
way to fix it. I pushed off the bed and headed to the shower – determined that
it was exactly what I needed.
“What the hell were you thinking, Buck?” I could hear
Steve’s raised voice through the wall. Dinner was less than an hour away so I grudgingly
opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. Since Bucky’s room shared a wall with
mine it was impossible to not hear the conversation that was unfolding on the
“I don’t know, Steve,” Bucky responded gruffly.
“How about you try better than that?” Steve had hidden his
anger pretty well for me, but he wasn’t holding back on his friend. It was the
maddest I had ever heard him.
“Listen, I was lonely. You know what that’s like, right? She
was there, and it was just a casual thing. It happened a few times… I know I
shouldn’t have let it, but it did. I knew it was wrong so I ended it.”
“And then you did the same thing to Y/N?” Steve asked
“It… No. I know it looks the same, but it isn’t. She’s
different. It’s different with her. Well… it was different with her,” he added
“This is your mess, Buck. You better make it right with
her,” Steve added before the slam of Bucky’s door rattled the wall.
There was a gentle knock at my door that caused me to shoot
up out of the bed. “Who is it?” I asked nervously.
“It’s me,” Steve’s voice replied softly from the other side
of the door. “Are you ready?”
“Yeah,” I called as I grabbed a zip up sweater and put it on
absentmindedly. I opened the door and could immediately feel the tension
rolling off of Steve.
“Are you okay?” I asked cautiously.
“Yeah, let’s get to dinner,” he responded as I followed him
out of the room.
I scrapped this so many times trying to get it right ohmygod. Also I’m a filthy liar; sorry for not posting earlier! Oh, and I promise this isn’t smut, despite the title ;)
Request: omg can’t believe no ones requested my baby ashton :(( can you do one where he gets jealous over something (CAN YOU MAKE IT FLUFFY AT THE END)) // I tried my best, Anon. Thanks for requesting, I love this idea :)
Title: Shades of Green
Summary: You’ve been tutoring one of the other guys on the piano, and Ashton can’t help but feel a bit jealous of the attention you’re giving away.
The sound of your laughter drifts from one room to the next, followed by a few sporadic piano notes, and Ashton can’t help but roll his eyes from his spot on the couch. As he recalls, some people like to read books in peace.
The piano notes, however, don’t stop, and neither does your laughter. Sighing in irritation, Ashton folds the corner of his current page before closing his book and placing it on the coffee table, rising from his spot. He makes his way down the hall and into the music room of your shared apartment. “Music room” meaning the place where the casual instruments were kept; guitars, individual drums, cajons, the piano.
“Music room” meaning the place where you’re currently perched on the piano bench with Calum beside you, both of you laughing over some stupid inside joke or something as your arms brush from the close proximity.
Once again, Ashton finds himself rolling his eyes. “You guys having fun?” he asks, keeping his voice light, and both you and Calum jump, startled by the sudden interruption.
“Yeah,” you say around a bout laughter, taking a deep breath and composing yourself before blinking a few times and continuing, “why wouldn’t we be?”
Ashton shrugs. “I was just checking in.” Next, he turns to Calum and cracks an innocent smile. “Is my girlfriend a good teacher?”
Calum’s face flashes with doubt for a split second, and Ashton can tell that he knows something is up. He feels bad getting possessive over you like this, and Calum is his best friend, but Ashton just feels plain irked right now, partially because his reading kept getting interrupted and partially because you and Calum are acting particularly close, more than usual.
“She’s great, actually,” says Calum with a nod of understanding. “It’s getting late, though, and I promised Mitchy I’d meet up with him for drinks.” With that, he rises from the bench, tapping you on the shoulder and saying thank you. You smile in response and bid him goodbye, watching as he leaves before turning to face Ashton.
“Cal’s such a sweetheart,” you say. “Love that guy.”
Ashton scoffs. “It’s noticeable.”
You blink before your eyes widen in realization. “Ashton, are you… are you jealous?”
“What? No. That’s stupid, why would I be jealous?” You saw the way his jaw clenched up, how he kept shooting odd looks at Calum. It all started making sense. He wasn’t being honest; Ashton was definitely jealous back there.
“You tell me,” you say, standing up and crossing your arms. You’re confused; he’s never been like this before.
Then again, you’ve never spent as much alone time with any of the other guys as you have been with Calum lately.
“I’m not jealous,” Ashton insists.
“Good,” you reply. “Because I would be pretty damn offended if you actually thought I would start having… feelings for Calum.”
Ashton sighs. “Can you… can you maybe teach me a few notes or something?” he asks, gesturing toward the piano. You smirk in victory. He may not have admitted it to you, but he totally gave away that he was, in fact, jealous.
“Come on over,” you say, scooting over on the bench and patting the spot next to you. Ashton grins and takes a seat beside you, admiring the glossy keys.
“This looks kind of overwhelming,” he says, and you giggle.
“It’s not that bad, trust me,” you reassure him. “Now, I think we should start with something basic, like Mary Had a Little Lamb or—”
“No, what’s the one Cal is working on?”
“Ashton, Calum has been practicing for over two months now.”
“I want to try it,” your boyfriend insists, and you sigh.
“Fine. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Later, you and Ashton are sprawled out on the couch as an old action movie plays on the TV before you. You have to give him credit, he picked up the piano pretty quickly. Of course he has a ways to go before he’s actually any good, but your boyfriend has always been a fast learner, especially when it comes to music.
“Okay,” Ashton suddenly mumbles into your hair as he buries his head into the crook of your neck. “Maybe I was a little bit jealous back there.”
You smile knowingly. “Oh, yeah?” you say, feigning innocence. You feel Ashton nod, and you giggle as his curls tickle your neck.
“Just a little,” he mutters again, planting a soft kiss against your neck before backing away to face you. “But only because you’re like, my favorite person in the world and so is Calum, so when I saw my two favorite people getting close without me I kinda freaked out.”
“Hey, no worries,” you tell him with a shrug. “In all honesty, it was kinda hot.”
Ashton grins and leans forward, resting his hands gently on either side of your face and pressing his lips to yours in a lingering kiss. “I love you,” he says when he pulls away, and you only smile mischievously in response.
“I know,” you reply, leaning back into him as he wraps an arm around your shoulders and pulls you closer. “Believe me, I know.”
Just finished writing the epilogue of Ten Years! I have to do some editing, but I’m pretty sure it will be up sometime tomorrow evening (I’m on Eastern time). Kind of sad to see this one go, but I hope you guys will like the ending!
Thanks for sticking with me, and for all the messages and encouragement! 😊❤
This week’s sheet! It’s a little bit different because I didn’t use so many colors just like I usually do. I only used black pens for these two pages, and I kinda love it! But I still used those cute little stickers and tape to decorate my journal.
Anyway, I tried to do curvy handwriting today but it didn’t turn out well ㅠㅠ do you guys have any tips for doing this?
Let me know your feedback on these sheets! Thank you and I will keep working hard!
I see all the love in my inbox - thank you guys (50 % from @bkwrm523 but still ;)). I will answer later.
Today I am taking a me day. I am not gonna write. Not gonna go through anything on tumblr or deal with anything that come with social media at all. I have an aesthetic queued to post tonight for the Poly Bingo thing. Otherwise I will be quiet. (well my q is still running)
I might be in your notes reading and queueing your fics, but otherwise I am just gonna go see my mom.
I love all my beautiful followers - thanks for sticking by me in ups and downs. You are the best of the best!
I might be back tomorrow or I might take another day off. Let’s see how I feel.
(Request: Hi. Could you do an imagine where Aaron is out recruiting and finds you and brings you back to Alexandria, only to find out that you’re Rick’s daughter and Carl’s sister. And a cute family reunion. Thanks)
Note: Guys I’m thinking there can be a part two to this with Negan or something but I’m not sure. send in ideas if you think it could go somewhere, thanks! ———————————————————————————————————–
You looked down at the walker you had just killed. You were mesmerised by the fact that the walker had been human, just like you. He probably had a job and a family, just like you once had. But that was in the past now. When you had split from your family you needed to learn to take care of yourself. You shook yourself out of your mini daydream and stood to move on when the crack of a stick alerted you. You swung your body round and aimed your gun at the man who had emerged from the trees.
“Woah, hey. I’m not a threat” he raised his arms in surrender.
You noticed he had a gun by his side, he never once moved to grab it. You kept your gun pointed at him though, you can never be too sure nowadays.
“My name’s Aaron, you got a group?” he asked, slowly lowering his arms.
You said nothing as you kept the gun trained on him. Things like this happened in the past. A man would come up to you, ask if you were alone and then ambush you when you said yes, and even no. It was best to just stay silent.
“I’m out looking for recruits. We need to get people on our side” he continued.
“You with others?” you asked hesitantly.
“Yeah, not too far from here. We got food, shelter and supplies. I was gonna ask you to come with me”
“How do I know you aren’t just gonna kill me?”
“Look, you can keep the gun pointed at my head while we walk back, if it makes you feel better. Just don’t shoot, I have a boyfriend who prefers me alive.”
You were taken aback by the statement. You haven’t heard a guy say that in years. You almost laughed when you nodded your head, but kept your gun raised.
You were walking through the woods for about half an hour before you reached a set of gates. Cars were scattered outside and you could see the roofs of houses beyond the gates. Aaron shouted for someone called Eugene to open up the gates, and just like that they rattled open.
You whistled at the site of the place. It looked like a miniature town, there were rows of house and patches of grass. People were happily walking around like that shit was normal.
“Who’s this?” Eugene asked.
“This is- uhh-” Aaron started, then looked at you. “(Y/n), (y/n) Grimes” you said.
Their eyes grew wide and they looked at you a little shocked.
“What?” you asked curiously.
“Did you say Grimes?” Aaron asked
“Holy moly” Eugene said, not taking his eyes off of you.
Aaron immediately started pacing to one of the houses and Eugene closed the gate behind you.
“What’s going on?” you asked Eugene who only stayed silent.
You started to panic, thinking that this was all some trick and now they were going to kill you.
“Let me out” you struggled to open the gate. You turned back to tell Eugene to open it when you saw Aaron emerge from the house with two other people. That’s when you stopped struggling. Your knees felt weak and your legs felt like jelly.
It was Rick and Carl, your dad and little brother. You and Carl sprinted towards each other and your bodies crashed together in a tight embrace.
“Look how big you are” you cried into his shoulder.
“Is it really you?” he mumbled.
You nodded your head and you pulled him back to look at him properly.
“What the hell happened to your eye?” you said, crying and laughing at the same time.
“Long story. I’ll explain later” he replied.
“(Y/n?)” Rick whispered and you turned towards your dad.
He opened his arms as you ran into them, he closed them around your neck and you continued to cry into his chest. You let all your pent-up anger and sadness out through your tears, finally letting your emotions free as you were safe in your dad’s arms. Carl soon joined the hug and you three practically stood there crying. Rick had finally let go of you and you noticed the rest of his group were staring at you.
“Everyone, this is (y/n). My daughter” Rick said proudly.
The group waved and said hello to you, all of them introducing themselves.
“Too bad she didn’t get to meet Glenn and Abraham.” Carl said, then he turned to you. “You would have really liked them” “Let’s not dwell on that right now.” Rick said, walking you to his house and waving goodbye to the group. Carl was following close behind.
“Let’s get you some food” Ricks said.
You spent the rest of the day meeting people who were friendly with your dad. You always loved that about him, almost everyone would look up to him as a leader which made you feel safe. You were finally with your family and you were certain on one thing, you wouldn’t let yourself get separated again. ———————————————————————————————————– Note: I hope you enjoyed it!
When pirate captain Rumpelstiltskin Gold is thrown into the watery
depths by his mutinous crew, he comes face to face with every sailor’s
worst nightmare: a mer-creature. Only, this one is no fish-maid…she has
no tail, but bears a striking resemblance to an octopus…or a kraken.
This Prompt Fill: It couldn’t last forever.
Prompt: @Anonymous Belle finally finds a vessel that is safe for Gold to travel on. But they are both having a really hard time saying goodbye.
Author’s Note: Thank you everyone for your amazing comments, reblogs, and likes on my last few Monster Month updates! You guys are awesome! (And I promise I will soon respond to each person who commented. Sorry it’s taken so long!)
“Is that it? Is it safe?” Belle’s voice next to Rum’s ear was close
enough to ruffle his hair but he barely noticed. There was warm sand
between his toes, a whisper of breeze brushing his cheeks, and bright
stars twinkling overhead - the tiny island Belle had brought him to in
order to show him what she’d found. Even the breath of freedom was not
enough to capture his attention.
Instead, his eyes were fixed on the familiar vessel on the horizon
which was riding low in the water - a small two-decked cutter with a
grinning rabbit figurehead. He knew from experience that it was a
nominally a merchant and only carried a handful of crew, all of whom
were quite happy to look the other way when their captain traded with
pirates as easily as other merchants.
Jefferson Hatter had been an ally for years, even before sailing
entered either of their lives; they’d met long before Rumple married
Milah and Jefferson had never really approved of her. The Marching Hare was as safe as vessel as any that would ever pass this way.
So id like to start off by saying thank you to everyone that follows, submits, likes, and reblogs images and videos from my blog. Without you guys and girls it wouldnt be as successful as we have been so congrats to you guys we hit 14,100 followers! But on that note it has come to my attention that a small number of people are deleting the caption on mainly the the submitted photos for this blog. It needs to stop these girls deserve all the credit for their photos that they were gratious enough to submit. So please by all means keep reblogging but please keep the captions thank you everyone for your time :)
From Instagram: People often ask me if I keep the letters and notes people give me at signings. I do! – I was just unpacking and found boxes full of notes like this. I wanted to tell you guys I love you and thank you so much for sharing such important pieces of yourself with me.
bellarke things i just sometimes like to think about are
bellamy’s completely lack of rationality when it comes to endangered clarke like
in 4x01, when bellamy comes charging through the crowd to confront echo about threatening clarke
like if kane wasn’t there to hold him back, what would bellamy have done? literally would he have just gone up to echo and punched her in the face? or try to shove her? or try to grab the sword or something?? even though echo has like 30 ice nation soldiers behind her??
what on earth was his plan for this 😂😂 he is impulsive by nature but as soon as clarke is in distress it’s like 1000x worse and he basically loses all sense??
i mean he’s lucky he got her back in one piece in this situation but like?? only because kane started talking echo down. and he’s still so triggered he’d go after echo anyways but then the ambassador butted in
and i mean here too in 3x02:
wtf was his course of action going to be when he would’ve had a billion ice nation scouts chasing after him had pike not stopped him? like he gets so stressed to the point he’s almost dysfunctional
he is literally losing his damn mind and so he comes up with another incredibly stupid idea and this time no one stops him
the boy literally dressed up as a member of a hostile army and then infiltrated through its ranks while it was on a war march to get to clarke i mean? stop and think for a second bell?? what’s your contingency plan if you get caught??
and so then he finds her but is so shook just by being in her presence again he doesn’t even check the room for her kidnapper?? excuse me?? bellamy ‘always be prepared’ blake?? bellamy ‘eyes sharp, they could be anywhere’ blake?? he doesn’t do the most basic action in a rescue mission bc clarke is right there in front of him?? i s2g i’m already so done with him
and so then obviously roan gets the jump on him and makes sure he injures him in a way that bellamy would not and SHOULD NOT be able to follow them but he’s so obsessed with clarke’s safety that even after sustaining a serious injury he goes after her anyways??
again, wth was his plan supposed to be if kane and monty hadn’t found him?? literally bleed out to death in the middle of the woods?? on one leg?? with no weapon?? where’s your sword or knife or gun dude??
and then not one but TWO people need to talk him down from this manic/obsessive compulsion to get to clarke, but not before he literally explodes and yells “I/WE CAN’T LOSE CLARKE!!!” like
Hi! OMG IM FINALLY DONE POSTING ALL MY NOTES HAHAH FINALLLYYYY!!!!
I understand it’s pretty hard to collate all my notes together, so I’ve made this masterpost!! :) + some abbreviation legend thing just in case you guys don’t understand the abbreviations i wrote hehe i hope you guys enjoyed these and that these notes helped!! thank you for sticking by me and my irregular posting schedules. Will continue to update this list when i post more notes in the future !!! xx
Biology Notes - based on Biology Matters for GCE ‘O’ Level (2nd Edition), by Marshall Cavendish
I made a thing, finally! Zen and Jaehee’s wedding photo <3 This is for you, shipper!
I would like to thank you for those who like/reblog my ZenHee comic that I made few weeks ago, whoa my zenhee comic reaches 1k+ notes,
I didn’t expect it at all!
You guys really amazing! I hope more people like Zen x Jaehee pairing ;;;;; *SOB*