they look so much darker on here i dont get it

Digital Painting: tips for beginners

Heyo! I got asked if I could make a tutorial on digital painting so I’m gonna throw together some advice meant for people who are starting out and want to figure out exactly how this stuff all works. Because it’s hard! What I hope to accomplish here is to make painting more approachable for you.

Firstly, I have put together something like this before, so for archival purposes here it is: http://holy-quinity.tumblr.com/post/89594801811/i-dont-know-how-much-of-this-kind-of-thing-you

For those of you who don’t wanna bother reading that, here are the main points:

1. Learn your program and its tools, from brush properties to layer styles. And I mean learn them. Make a cheatsheet that shows you exactly what each button and scale does, both in isolation and in conjunction with other buttons and scales. Refer to this as much as possible until it is intuitive. The end goal is to know exactly what to do to your brush’s settings to achieve a given effect.

2. It’s perfectly okay to use your sketches, linearts, and other forms of line in your paintings. They can help guide the form and there’s no need to make something fully “lineless”! I never make things “lineless.”

3. Study other people’s art and try to think how they could have possibly achieved the effects they did. You can learn a lot just by observing and mentally recreating the process stroke by stroke—muscle memory is a powerful tool at your disposal. This becomes easier to do once you’ve started doing item 1 above.

OKAY!

So where the heck do you even begin?

What I’m gonna do is try to make digital painting as approachable as possible for someone who’s never really done it. The main idea here is that digital painting is just like real painting. So if you’ve ever done real painting, you already kinda know what’s coming.

I’m gonna assume you know the basics of digital art: you can sketch, line those sketches using layers and opacity changes, and fill the lines with color, maybe even opting to add some shading…and you’ll get something like this:

You know, cell-shaded, or maybe the shading’s blended, but you’ve still obviously a line drawing with color put down on layers beneath the lines.

The next intuitive step is to try going “lineless”…but when you remove the lines you get this:

idk about you but I’m laughing at how stupid this looks

When I was first teaching myself to paint digitally, I didn’t really know how to deal with this. Without lines, the form of the subject vanished or became a mess like the above. Even if I was meticulous and careful about placing down the color such that without the lines layer turned on, the shapes fit together, it didn’t look quite right. There’d be gaps, I wouldn’t know how to incorporate the subject into a background, the contrast wouldn’t be high enough, or it’d just in general look too much like a screenshot from Super Mario 64.

Painting requires a different process than the above. You’ll have to let go of some of your habits and conventions. Such as staying in the lines. Such as fully relying on the lines. Like, I love my lines, I love my sketches—but in painting, they are guides for form, and are not the form itself. So let me go through how I approach a given painting:


My painting process starts with a sketch (here a boring portrait for demonstrative purposes). I make the opacity of the sketch layer something like 30%, and then throw down my base colors on a new layer underneath. I’m not being meticulous about the sketch itself, because again it’s just meant to guide my placement of color. I’m also not meticulous about my placement of the color.

We’re essentially sketching with color. Because ultimately what we want is for the color to take on the form and shapes conveyed by the sketch.

There’s a lot going into this about how to use value, how to shade, how to use color, etc. that I’m kinda skipping over because it takes a lot of time to explain…but there are hundreds of tutorials out there on those topics so please, google around! I found some helpful tuts that way when I was starting out.

Something I find v useful is to keep selecting colors that already exist in your image for shading and hue adjustment. This is why I start with really blendy, low-opacity brushes when throwing down color on top of the background. I can then select colors within there that are a mix of the two.

For instance, I’ll select the color of the lines here:

…and use that to shade:

And maybe I’ll select one of the darker shades around his eye, but not the darkest, to make the shading a smoother gradient…and so on.

What I do in general at this point is go over the shapes and lines of the sketch. Such that I can turn off the sketch layer and see this:

I’m replacing the lines with shading and value. I’ll continue to do this as I keep adding color.

This is all super loose. I am not dedicated to any particular stroke. I just want the colors and shading and light source to be right. I’ll use overlay layers to boost contrast or add a hue.

Here are other examples where I used this process:

I am constantly changing brushes and brush settings as I paint. It really depends on what effect I want where. I am also constantly selecting new colors and applying or blending those in. I don’t believe in having some uniformly applied base color and then shading with only one or two…that’s what I’d do if I was cell-shading like the first drawing I showed you here, but painting should be about messing with color and opacity and blending to make millions of hues!

Good rule of thumb: Hard, opaque brushes for applying color. Soft, dilute brushes for blending colors. Sometimes hard, dilute brushes can make some cool blending effects! I personally prefer harder edges on my shading so that’s a brush I use often.

This is getting a bit long so I’m gonna split it up into multiple parts, but really what I want you to get from this is:

1. learn the tools at your disposal until they are intuitive

2. sketch and line are guides for form, not the form itself

3. rather, hue and value will produce the form

And of course, practice makes perfect!!! Every drawing you make, every painting you make, will bring you one step closer to the artist you want to be, and thus every drawing and every painting, no matter what, is a success.

anonymous asked:

Any headcanons on Izuku and Katsuki boarding a crowded train and they keep rubbing against each other on accident?

They try everything in their power not to rub on each other. Izuku stretches his body as far as he can from Katsuki…. Though it ends up not working out. The train is so unbelievably packed, thanks to students going home from school, and adults heading home from work.

It leaves Izuku and Katsuki to cram against one of the back walls of the train, right near the doors. Izuku squeezes himself close to Katsuki now, facing him. His struggle to keep any distance is short lived, since more people enter the train last minute.

“At least its not too long of a ride..“ Izuku says, sheepishly and Katsuki just grunts in response. He can already feel their bodies are probably /too/ close together.
Izuku’s face is a light shade of red, but he thinks the two of them can handle being this close for now– their stop is only four in, so its only about 25 minutes at most!

Everything seems like it’ll go well! That is, until the train starts moving.

Every jerk, every bump, every time someone knocks into Izuku, the two of them feel their groins touch. Katsuki grumbles and subtly tries to back up, but it isn’t working. Izuku is constantly getting bumped and they keep ending up right back on each other.

“Fuck, Deku.. back up! ”

“I-I can’t, Kacchan.. I’m not /trying/ to be so close..” He mumbles embarrassed. How awful would it be if they continue the entire way home like this?? Izuku doesn’t think he can handle it. Being pressed right up against Katsuki… Fighting his urge not to make a sound because the continuous rub and contact is actually starting to feel kind of good– Its a torturous game, and he just can’t do it.

“Well, figure some shit out..!”
Izuku notes quickly that Katsuki isn’t going to be able to handle it for much longer, either. In fact, he’ll probably lose his cool a lot faster than Izuku does.
Izuku is sure that his boyfriend will bend him over right there, if this keeps up.

Suddenly, an idea pops into Izuku’s head. He starts to twist and adjust his body carefully, until he’s facing away from Katsuki. His ass may be getting pushed and rubbed against Katsuki but.. that’s better, isn’t it?

“M..much better..” Izuku nods to himself, already thinking maybe he can last like this. Katsuki on the other hand… doesn’t feel the current position is making much of a difference.

“You made it worse, fucking Deku!” Katsuki says between gritted teeth. Why does Izuku have to have a nice, round, ass like that? Why does it have to move, and push back on him while the train moves?? Katsuki can feel the heat pooling in his groin. If Izuku’s ass keeps unintentionally grinding against his dick, he’s going to lose it.

“I-Im sorry, I dont know what else to do- I can’t move anywhere Kacchan..” he whispers. Then, the train rattles again suddenly. It causes Izuku to stumble back, and he braces his fall by pushing back against Katsuki again.

As he’s about to readjust his stance though, his face starts to heat up darker.

“K-Kacchan…” he swallows hard, glancing back. “Are.. are you-”

“Don’t fucking say it Deku.. what the hell do you expect??” Katsuki’s ears are tinted red.

Yeah, there’s no hiding it. He’s getting aroused. It’s next to impossible to hide something like that in such a cramped territory.

“I- I’m sorry Kacchan..!” Izuku’s blush is rising higher, because the erection of his boyfriend is starting to become far more noticeable with every jerk. “What should I do?”

Katsuki narrows his eyes then, as he looks down at Izuku. He slips his hands down to rest on Izuku’s hips causing the latter to gasp softly from unexpected touch. He holds Izuku’s body close and leans his lips down to rest against his ear.

"I could fuck you right here. ” Katsuki whispers bluntly.
That sends a shiver down Izuku’s spine, and he swallows thickly. He shifts his eyes back to give a subtle glance at Katsuki, before looking down again. The blush is obvious on his face, and he’s trying his best to keep himself from getting too excited.

“Th-that isn’t– um. That’s not… it’s not a good idea.” He tries to reply with out making it obvious that Katsuki’s words got to him. Though he can feel the smirk thats forming on Katsuki’s face. “Th..there’s people here.”

Katsuki keeps his lips pressed on the freckled boys ear.
“Isn’t that the best part? I can fuck you right here, nice and slow, and everyone in the entire fucking train will know you’re all mine.” He gives Izuku’s ear lobe a light bite.

“K-Kacchan..” he mumbles and begins to feel his own arousal. He shifts in place slightly, though it doesn’t help ease up any tension. “Stop… ah!”

Suddenly Katsuki is biting at his neck. /Hard/. It causes Izuku to make an unintentional sound, and the people surrounding them turn to look. They give judgemental stares, and turn their attention back to their own bussiness. Though its hard to ignore the two of them. Katsuki is continuing to bite and kiss at Izuku’s neck deapite the crowd. “Kacchan..”
Izuku whimpers slightly, but catches himself. He furrows his eyebrows and quickly elbows Katsuki in the side. “Kacchan stop that–!”

“ow- what?? I can’t help it! You’re lucky I’m not already fucking you senseless.”

“Shh!! Y- you’re talking loud..there’s other people here..!” Izuku reminds him. He gives subtle glances around at the people who pretend that they aren’t staring and giving dirty looks.
Katsuki just sighs and tightens his hold on Izuku’s hips. He stays quiet for a few moments, then hears the announcement for the next stop approaching. A smirk forms on his face and quickly he grabs Izuku’s wrist.

“C'mon Deku.” He starts pushing them through the crowd, making their way to the closest door. Izuku blinks, confused, but follows his boyfriend’s lead.

“um- Kacchan this… this isn’t our stop. ”

“Yeah I know. But ya really think I can wait another 20 minutes??” He asks. And once the train comes to a complete stop, he yanks them out. It’s busy, but he’s shoving his way through everyone and ignoring the remarks being thrown their way.

“Kacchan w..where are we going? ” Izuku asks, after giving fast apologies to the ones they pushed past.

He gets them into the station, before scoping out a bathroom.
“I’m gonna fuck you good in one of those stalls.”

Izuku’s face is bright red now, but he knows theres no way out of it. Not that he truly wants to get out of it… He’d be lying if he said he didn’t want this too.
“Kacchan..”

“huh?”

He got them into the bathroom now, and luckily the largest stall is open.

“… make sure the entire station knows I’m yours.”
Katsuki gives a loving smirk, as he slams the stall door shut. He’s pushing Izuku up agaist the wall, and steals a deep, forceful kiss.

“Don’t worry, baby. They will.”

Bf! Mark

✴ Requested

  • Mark is such a chill person to be with tbh
  • Being an SM Trainee was hard and you totally understood Mark’s nervousness as he entered the room looking intimidated af
  • You smiled at him and he managed a weak smile before standing next to you
  • He was a new trainee and you felt a need to protect him. Also for the fact that he hadn’t been in Korea for most of his life
  • You started talking to him, inviting him to group hangouts. It was after a while but you two became inseparable 
  • He had made new friends but always stuck by you. Not because he felt indebted to you but because he genuinely liked you
  • A while before his debut, he started feelings things for you. Like whenever you were around he would get really excited and have butterflies in his stomach
  • You began to notice sudden changes in his behaviour: how he would stutter when talking to you and avoid you at all costs and try to ignore you when you were around
  • One day you decided to confront him about it and his reply was that he was just busy but you knew something was up.He was lying and doing a pretty bad job at hiding it
  • Valentine’s Day was around the corner and you internally sighed knowing that you’ll get no flowers or chocolates this year as well. SM had set strict rules :NO DATING NO DRINKING NO STAYING OUT TOO LATE and blah blah blah
  • If only you had a boyfriend who would make you feel special on this day that everyone seems to love
  • And suddenly you thought about Mark, what would he be like as a boyfriend. Flirty? Shy? Forgetful? Childish? You laughed to yourself. “I wish I had a boyfriend like him”
  • You opened your locker to change into your practice gear when you saw a box of chocolates and a rose sitting on top of your clothes. Your eyes widened. You weren’t expecting anything like that. So you excitedly held the box in your hands and smiled, who would’ve done this? The fact that you had a secret admirer excited you
  • When you opened the practice room door you saw Mark sitting against the mirrored walls, scrolling on his phone. You figured he was here for practice as well but just found himself distracted by his phone. But he was wearing casual jeans and a yellow hoodie. Not the ideal clothes for practice
  • “Are you here or…” You asked, a little awkward.
  • “Oh no sorry I was waiting for….” he stopped as he looked around. Everywhere except you. This kid was so confusing these days
  • “You were waiting for??”
  • “Uh I was waiting for you, because I got hungry and I didn’t want to go alone and I figured since you’re always hungry you’d go with me”
  • He talked too fast, as if he was nervous
  • “I was going to practice now, if you can wait for an hour maybe-”
  • “No its ok, we’ll go sometime else”
  • he bolted out of the room so fast he put lightning to shame
  • later that day, all the trainees decided to have dinner together. And of course Mark was there. Your secret admirer had your mind occupied the whole day. Until Haechan spoke
  • “Ya did you like the chocolates? i picked it out like Mark picked out the blue ones and honestly-” and BAM the secret was out. Mark’s eyes widened at Haechan, him sinking back in his posture holding his mouth and wanting to cry. Mark looked shattered. You stared at Haechan who looked scared af but still amused
  • So it was Mark, he was your secret admirer and it made you go crazy. Mark stood and left the room but you were quick to react and followed after him
  • “You could’ve just told me you know” you called after him. He stopped in his tracks and looked back at you
  • You jogged towards him and smiled bright, although much shorter than him, he looked small
  • “Why are you so scared?” You asked
  • “I’m afraid of rejection,” he said, smiling softly
  • “And how are you so sure that you’ll get rejected?” He looked up at your smiling face, confused and clueless
  • “CATCH ME BEFORE I TELL EVERYONE I LOVE YOU” You said while running away from him
  • “YA! NO COME HERE!” He yelled after you. You both ran along the building and the back gardens. “Y/N I SWEAR TO GOD!” He was laughing now while running after you
  • The sky was growing darker as night time approached. Mark finally asked you out on a date and you smiled the whole way back to the dorms
  • With Mark its just shy smiles and awkward hand holding
  • He’s just always so SHY around you
  • Wants your approval before doing anything 
  • You really want him to lighten up around you but he’s always afraid he might do something wrong
  • it takes him a good five months to get used to being in a relationship
  • Your first kiss was so sweet and pure. He made you feel so squishy and warm. He was literally blushing after and then hugged you because he was excited too
  • Makes your hair sometimes and it ends up being a really bad plait but you let your hair stay that way the whole day because he was proud of it
  • Always wants to show you something that interests him
  • and if he perfects a move or a dance or a line in his rap he makes sure you hear it and wants to know your opinion
  • He wants to know everything about you and wants you to know everything about him
  • Him just being around you makes your day better 
  • Your dates consist of ice cream parlours, cute selfies and lots of hand holding and kissing
  • He always walks you back to your dorm
  • Texts you with loads of cute emojis
  • freaks out when you dont reply
  • and then scolds you for not replying and gets so angry and you just laugh at him
  • “I’m serious y/n stop laughing at me”
  • so cute *.*
  • Haechan loves teasing you both and has named u as “love birds”
  • Mark gets so worried when you’re sick like he literally runs to your dorm when he hears you’re sick
  • “What happened?” “Are u ok” “oh my god” 
  • “Its just a cold”
  • Midnight strolls and him shyly giving you his jacket because Taeyong told him its a gentlemanly thing to do
  • Laughs at your jokes even if they’re not funny
  • So clumsy and smol you want to protect him
  • but he’s always protecting you and you’re like but you’re always on a death wish???
  • Like he once crossed the road without looking and you lost your shit and scolded him the rest of the day
  • Misses you if he hasn’t seen you for two days
  • Late night texts and he ends up falling asleep but keeps alarms so he still replies you
  • he’s always so impressed by you and lowkey looks up to you and is always so inspired when you’re around 
  • “wahh y/n you’re so good” “y/n you’re amazing” “i wish i can be like you”
  • movie marathons with him staring at you and looking away when you notice
  • and then you rest ur head on his shoulder his heart beat quickens and he smiles to himself and internally he’s like “YASYAYSYAYSFUCFUC” but on the outside he’s like “its fine, its all cool just breathe”
  • loves sharing his playlist with you and wants to hear your music too
  • you both practice together and if either of you ends up falling or missing a step you both laugh so hard
  • and then he just rests his head on your shoulder as you both scroll through your phones and then he shows u a funny meme and you show him some too and you both just laugh like idiots
  • really forgetful so you serve as a daily reminder for him
  • he works too hard and it concerns you but you always show up with food at his dorm and bring him vitamin water
  • he remembers so many vivid and small details about you and it startles you cuz he pays much attention to you??
  • Mark was the best thing to ever happen to you, he’s not only your boyfriend but your best friend and you were glad haechan spoke up that day
  • and although he was so mad at Haechan, he was so happy that you liked him back 
  • *cries* i love mark

petersparker  asked:

hi i'm sorry i dont really mean to bother but like HOW DO U MAKE THESE BECAUSE IT'S SO LOVELY I LOVE IT I'VE BEEN DYING TO MAKE SOMETHING LIKE THIS FOR LIKE EVER. Is there like a tutorial out there for this?? btw ur edits are AMAZING!! yourqrace(.)tumblr(.)com/post/152210476982

[the post] hey, you’re not bothering me, i’m happy to explain c:

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No Way

Originally posted by katnharper

Pairing: Jensen x Daneel, Jensen x daughter!Reader, Daneel x step daughter!Reader, JJ
Word count: 936
Warnings: A swear

Part 3 of Letters From the Dead


Today our little girl is a year old, J. I can’t believe it was just a year ago that I gave birth to this tiny human that grew inside me…and now she’s walking! Some of the faces she makes remind me so much of you. I have a feeling she’ll be the class clown.


Your head was against the window as you were driven away from the city that you’d called home your entire life. Music played softly in your ears, blocking out everything else. Sighing, you wiped a tear from your cheek, watching semis, vans of families, and groups of teenagers singing along to whatever music they had playing.

When you’d heard that he lived just one hour from you, you were floored. So close, and you’d never laid eyes on him. You were already halfway there, and no one would tell you who he was. What did it matter? Your phone was shut off, and you’d only kept it for the numbers and pictures on it. Even so, your friends would find out soon enough.

Shaking it off, you’d stopped trying to get hints, simply rolling your eyes and trying not to picture anything too out there.


That morning at breakfast, Jensen told JJ about you, and showed her the most recent picture that was in with the letters. It was from the summer after middle school, you playing in the pool with a couple friends. You were sitting on a man’s shoulders (yet there was no indication who he was), and your best friend was on her father’s, each of you laughing and trying to knock the other off.

He knew that she could make some noise, but the excited noise she made caused him to wince. Getting her to sit still after that was impossible, her voice filling the house as she chattered away.

Now he was sitting out on the front steps, knowing that you’d be there soon. His elbows were on his knees, his fingers laced together as he watched his driveway. There was no telling how this would go, or how you’d be reacting to your mother’s death.

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Why am I so interested in mass murderers?

I’ve asked myself this question and I get asked this on a daily basis. Even though I spend most of my attention on school shooters and other mass murder cases I still am interested in serial killers and other crime cases but I do find myself posting more about pekka eric auvinen and columbine. I think about this constantly, even though I know the reasons why, I still wonder what makes these guys so interesting to learn about. So I’ll do my best to explain especially to those who spend more time with learning about serial killers or maybe your an outsider looking into the tcc.

For most of us experience has a lot to do with how we’ll turn out to be and influences our interests. Some are more mature and stronger, so they are less likely to become a criminal themselves while for some it’s not that simple. My upbringing and adversity in highschool is one of the major factors as to why I’m so interested in true crime (as I mentioned several times before in my previous posts) and for majority that’s how most feel in the tcc. That’s why you often see more posts about columbine and Dylann roof than serial killers and other crime cases. Because out of them all they are the most relatable. (Although I’ll never understand why dylann roof is more popular than pekka eric auvinen this will forever be beyond me but anyway ill out my opinions aside for now)

I’ve seen a couple of posts saying that it seems that columbine and Dylann roof is overrated and it’s almost as if some people are only interested in those cases and not anything else so they aren’t into true crime really, they are just there to cope. I suppose it could be true, and I do agree columbine is overrated even though I do love learning about Dylan and Eric as much as everyone else. But there is multiple reasons why mass shootings are more talked about than most crime cases. I noticed there’s a lot of similarities to myself and the shooters except of course I’m not homicidal. (I know this is obvious but just in case some ignorant person comes along I need to say it) here’s a couple factors why it makes these crime cases so appealing:

1. Many of us feel like an outcast because no one shares our interests. Pekka felt alone because of this, he felt like no one shared his views, same with Dylan and Eric.

2. Its a coping mechanism. A strange one but definetly not uncommon. There’s just something about learning crime that makes you feel better. Possibly because you can take comfort in knowing that your not as worse as these killers or it just gives you something to do. The tcc is also a very accepting place which might be one of the reasons why people like to be here.

3. There is a lot of wisdom you can learn from true crime. Some will be bewildered when they hear this but its true. Studying criminals and their thought processes not only teaches your empathy and understanding but your able to look out for any red flags which is extremely needed in today’s society.

4. Mass murder is more common due to forensics being so highly advanced. It’s too easy to get caught, so you’d have to be a mastermind to be able to hide forever. Most new cases are mainly mass murder.

5. Usually everyone had one, two, or three mass shooters they focus on and identify with. For me its pekka, dylan, and maybe even Eric. They remind me of the darker side of myself, which is known as the shadow. This alone intrigues me and this is usually the first reason why people get interested. You wonder how can anyone be able to kill?? How do they get rid of their empathy? That’s usually the first question you ask when you get into true crime and it’s an important one. When you discover not only the killers thought process and way of thinking it gets even more freaky when you find a lot of similarities between you and the killer. Some people dont want don’t to believe that they have a dark side, a shadow, when really it is more possible than some might think. You were just lucky enough to not have had terrible experiences like the guys we are talking about here. So knowing this is frightening and hard to face, because I wonder if I was in even more worse situations would I have been like them? And it also makes me want to help those that are troubled like myself,Dylan, and pekka.

I like writing out posts like this because it gives me a voice and I enjoy having deep philosophical discussions like this, so thanks for reading and hopefully my points make sense and most of you agree with what I’m trying to say.

FTM Passing Tips #2

Please excuse my poor humor (;

(Short dude problems)
I am with you, brother. Here are some tips for my homies:

- Shirts and pants with vertical stripes make you appear taller. Just don’t stand next to tall titan people.

- Tighter pants makes your legs look thinner, therefore making you look taller.  

- Nothing wrong with being short. You could land some clothes in the boys department. I found my favorite Avengers shirt in that section. 

- Creepers/platform shoes are so rad, man. They add a few centimeters to your height and look hella punk rock.

- Jackets and coats that cover your bunbuns are comfy, but they make you look short. Maybe you can add a pair of creepers and a beanie and call yourself a tall punk rock homie.

- If you find a pair of pants that are too long, you can fold the bottoms up.


More tips:

- Make sure your shirt collar isn’t too loose around your neck. Tightening your bowtie or tie might help make your collar shirt appear more of a good fit on you. But be careful not to tighten it too much.

- CHEATING BOWTIE TRICK: I used to sew bows for my sisters to put in their hair, and I had some leftovers without bobby pins. I had an idea to use a string and tie the bow around my neck as a ghetto bowtie and it looked like a fine ass bowtie. Search up “bow no sew tutorial”. 

After making a bow, just pull a string that’s long enough to tie around your neck comfortably through that little middle loop and tuck the tied string ends under you collar shirt. Tadahhh $5 or less bowtie :D

- Longer vests hide them curvy hips, bruh.

- Trench coats are nice. Makes you feel like a badass fallen angel (;

- Fixing the seams of your clothes can help make a better fit for your body. You can even take old, baggy clothes and resew them as new ones.

- TWEEEEEED. Tweed is good. Makes you look like a polished gentleman. 

- Newsboy hats are pretty swell. Easy fix for a bad hair day. 

- Caps and snapbacks are cool too. 

- There are several makeup tutorials on making yourself look more masculine. Just Google “crossplay” or “ftm” makeup. The main tips are to contour your jawline, nose, cheekbones, neutralize the color of your lips a little with a dab of concealer, and fill in your eyebrows. 

- *Morgan Freeman’s voice* OLD SPICE.

- A pair of oxford and chukka shoes can take you far with most outfits. Yes, even in pjs and sweats. Just watch out for the fashion police. 

- Binders are awesome and will flatten your chest.
DON’T USE ACE BANDAGES NO NO NO
And don’t get a cheap $10 binder from China on Amazon if you plan to wear one daily. I bought one, but the material was not elastic. I rarely wear it. But it works fine if you’re cosplaying.

- Sport bras are a good substitute for binders. The ones designed to compress breasts are even better.

- Socks can get you a male yoohoo bulge. And it’ll keep your yoohoo warm during the cold winter! It’s like a sweater for your yoohoo! Oh my god, I’m never getting a date…

- Watches are great. But POCKETWATCHES, MMM YAS

- Polo shirts look good. Darker colored polos will help hide your chest.

- KNITTED SWEATERSasdfgljkklhsda;

- You can get a lot of male clothes from WalMart or Target. Don’t underestimate Walmart’s clothing selections. You can get work out gear, Hanes or Fruit of the Looms boxers, briefs, superhero t-shirts for less than $10, plain t-shirts, basically a whole wardrobe at these two stores. So instead of going to GAP and spending half of your rent on a few things, you can probably get a cartload of clothes and stop by for a dvd and some snacks at Walmart. 

- If you want to start a new wardrobe, buy simple and neutral-colored clothes first. It’s easier to mix and match black, white, gray, beige, and navy blue colored pants and shirts together than say, green, mahogany, red, and light blue. 

- Check out minimal fashion. It’s simple and uses basic colors for each outfit, usually black and white. 

- H & M has a wide variety of nice-looking clothes. I would say it has a better quality and designs compared to Forever 21.

- If you’re too lazy or shy to shop around at the mall, try online shopping. 

- If you’re buying cheap t-shirts or any other clothing on Ebay or Amazon, MAKE SURE TO CHECK THE REVIEWS. I ordered a design t-shirt from China a few months back but it has never been shipped to me.

- AND WATCH OUT FOR THE SIZES. Check your measurements. Asian clothings are mostly one size smaller. Not all sizes are universal. A small size for males can be a medium for females. I bought a coat online WHICH IS PRETTY RISKY that was a size small but ended up being too big for me. Ended up Christmas gifting it for my dad.

- Barbershops are better for male haircuts than hair salons, or so I’ve heard.

- LONG HAIR CAN BE MANLY. PULL OFF A MAN BUN. KEEP IT DOWN AND LOOK LIKE A LEAD GUITARIST FOR A DEATH METAL BAND. TIE IT IN A LOW PONYTAIL, PUT ON A PAIR OF AVIATOR GLASSES AND A SUIT, AND VOILA YOU LOOK LIKE A BADASS HITMAN

Thank you guys for all the notes on my 1st FTM tips post. I felt that I’ve done good and offered a helping hand to people. You guys take care (’ v ’)/


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And here’s some more recent tips:

- Guys usually stick their chests outward and keep their shoulders back rather than hunch over. This posture would help boast your confidence.
- If you want to start working out but are afraid of working out in a public gym, find a work-out buddy to support you or exercise at home with free weights. USE YOUR SURROUNDINGS. TEXTBOOKS CAN BE USED AS FREE WEIGHTS. BENCHPRESS YOUR ELECTRIC GUITAR.
- Be careful when working out while wearing your binder. You may have to take longer breaks. If it helps, wear your binders a tad bit looser.
- Pick up dancing, martial arts, tennis, rock climbing, swimming, or any form of physical exercise to keep your body and brains healthy.
- When you’re coming up with a work-out plan, balance out cardio and weight-training days. You have to do cardio to help you tone your body.
- Some foods can help you lower your estrogen levels and increase your testosterone. Here are some: tuna, oysters, egg yolk, cabbage, asparagus, garlic, bananas, almonds.
- Lean your head back. Take a deep breath. Now exhale. You got this, man. Don’t worry. You look great.
- DONT LET NOBODY TELL YOU THAT THE STUFF YOU DO MAKES YOU LOOK FEMININE LIKE WTF GUYS CAN USE MAKEUP GUYS CAN KNIT AND COOK AND WEAR HIGH CROP TOPS THERE ARE NO SUCH THING AS GENDER LABELS DO WHAT YOU FEEL BE WHO YOU ARE AND FUCK ANYBODY WHO DENIES YOUR IDENTITY BECAUSE THE ONLY THING THATS INVALID IS THEIR FUCKING IGNORANCE

How I make a Schmaltz page

Some people ask me, how are you able to draw this and that when it’s traditional art? How do you make it look so good? How can I make comics without the means of digitial software? Well strap right in as I share my secrets!

Format and storyboard wise, try to use different angles/close ups in each panel. There’s a whole lot when it comes to designing a comic format, but really it’s all just cinematic. 

I use lots of gray tone markers from the lightest cool grey to the warmest dark grey. And for spots that do have color I use brush markers/copic markers. Most of my grey tone markers are able to be layered in a way when drying so then the more I color, the darker it gets, to make shading. I use 0.5 pens on thick 9x6 inch paper. Here is the page when it’s done

Grey and black and white with a splash of color on key areas like Irdial’s marigolds or the horn used to honk at Irving and his colorful orange hair. This is just my style and you can color your comic any way you like. I don’t have a scanner, so what I do is put as much light on the draw, try not to make darker areas where the light doesn’t fully shine, and take a picture of my works. The next thing I do is make the entire colors of the page looks either red/warm or bluish/cool is tone. I do this by putting a filter  balancing the colors and make them all lean towards warm tones. The result:

Now everythings so warm and cozy. But, the bottom seems to look lighter than the top. This happens when a light is direct from a certain angle so it wouldnt light the whole drawing equally. This is fixed by multiplying the image on, change the opacity try to make each section; top, middle, and bottom have an equal level of brightness. I also edit out coloring mistakes or smears of ink, and make the words more legible.

Just look at the difference!

There are youngsters who want to get serious with art and comic but may not have all the resources. Well one thing youve all learned is that I dont have a scanner but I still managed by 1. Having a good light when taking a pic..and 2. sometimes filters make it look nicer.

The drawing in the upper right is the only one with a filter, makes it more blue. The other two were left as is. Photo editing apps are good too, the one I use is Pixlr for ios.

Whelp, that’s all I got for now, hope any of this info was interesting and helpful!

Art Blog  - Page 1 of Schmaltz - Commission Info

anonymous asked:

hey mom, I'm not in a very good place rn. I'd describe myself as soft butch, and I actually like the way I look rn, no make-up, short hair and all, but everytime I go out I get anxiety because I feel like people are judging me. It stresses me and makes me hate my sexuality sometimes, I know you're busy and your prompts are full but could I please have a small sanvers fic with maybe a teen soft butch in it? I feel like I really need good rep rn... if u dont want just delete this, its okay

She’s in the field and she’s got her game face on – shoulders set, stance relaxed but ready, eyes sharp – and when J Cole’s Hold It Down blasts out of her back pocket, her work partner cocks a grin at you.

“Your kid?”

She grins at the term and answers quickly.

“Adrian, I’m on the job, what up?”

“Can I bring a kid to our dinner tonight? Remember that girl Val I was telling you about? She’s trippin cause she had a rough time in school today – “

“Yeah, course you can, kid.”

“You gotta go.”

Maggie grins at his sensitivity, his perceptiveness. “You could be a detective yourself, Ade. See you both tonight.”

She chews the inside of her cheek – a habit she’s been picking up from her girlfriend – and shoots a quick text off to Alex, telling her to expect one more tonight before pocketing her phone and sighing, squatting to analyze the tire marks leftover by the latest Cadmus lackey getaway car.

She pushes tonight’s dinner – a biweekly thing, dinner with her girlfriend and her college boy (she never tires of reminding him how proud she is that he’s in college) – to the back of her mind until she walks through the door of her apartment several hours later to find in her kitchen Alex, Adrian, and a short kid – must the the Val girl Adrian was talking about – with a dapper, short haircut, make-up free face, collared shirt and khakis, skin darker than hers but lighter than Adrian’s, smile just as bright.

Alex has the look of panicked glee of a pale five year old being caught with her hand in the cookie jar; Adrian’s holding the handle of a smoking frying pan with one hand and pointing at Alex with the other; and the new kid is frozen mid-laugh, eyes wide and nervous at finally meeting the detective she’s heard so much about from Adrian.

Maggie appraises the situation with a single glance and grins.

“Alex tried to cook.”

“I – “

“All good, Danvers, we’ll order in, but I gotta say, I’m still surprised your skills in the lab don’t transfer to the kitchen – “

“Hehe, your skills – “

“That’s enough out of you, young man.”

“Yes, Agent Danvers.”

Maggie laughs and shakes her head at their banter as she drops her gun and jacket on a chair and strides over with her hand out to greet the new kid.

“Maggie Sawyer,” she says, leaving the usual NCPD part out because the girl is looking more nervous by the second.

“Valerie.”

“But you prefer Val?” Maggie asks, and Adrian nods behind Val’s back in case she isn’t brave enough to say yes. She is, and she nods, and Maggie smiles warmly at her.

“Okay, Val, so. What’re you hungry for, aside from whatever my woman charred on the stove?”

“Hey – “

“Is it not true, Danvers?”

Alex scowls playfully and Maggie leans in for a kiss. Adrian squeals and leans into Val. “Told you they were the cutest couple ever. My real life OTP!”

Val smiles, but there’s sadness behind it.

“Bad day, kid?” Alex asks, and gestures her to the couch.

“She likes this girl,” Adrian knocks his shoulder into Val gently, and she shoves him with an embarrassed laugh on her face. Alex ooohs and Maggie squeals, and Val almost cries, because she’s never met grown-ups who were this excited to hear about her crushes on girls before.

“She’s really pretty,” Val confesses in a single breath, collapsing onto the couch with her knees spread wide and heat spreading across her shyly smiling face.

“Okay, tell. Everything. But first, tell me what you want for food.”

“Whatever’s fine. Pizza, maybe.”

Maggie chuckles as she takes out her phone to order. “Always with the pizza in this family.”

Alex kisses her and Adrian squeezes her knee when they catch her family comment, and Val flushes to be so easily included in such a term.

“Nothing, I just… she’s really good at math – “

“A definite turn on – “

“Oh, is that why you like coming to my lowly easy-bake oven lab, Danvers?”

“Ladies! There are children present!”

“I’m not a children, I’m sixteen!”

Children,” Adrian, Alex, and Maggie all chorus, and Val rolls her eyes and continues.

“There’s the math thing, and she’s just really sweet, she always sticks up for the kids who get picked on, and she’s got these gorgeous curls and she’s – “

“Super duper femmey, and totally into soft little butches like yourself,” Adrian says and pokes her in the belly gently. She swats at his hand and shrugs defeatedly.

“I dunno. I mean, I’m not just into femmes… but she is super femmey… but maybe she wants someone harder than me? Or like, femmier than me? Like, less gay, maybe, or more gay, or – ”

“So, basically, you’re creating a girl who’s anything but you in your mind, right?” Maggie grins with a tilted head, and Val sighs.

“I guess.”

Maggie squints at her and exhales sharply and wets her lips and speaks.

“You know before I met Danvers over here, it was… I dated. A lot.”

“Don’t worry Alex. You won,” Adrian whispers, and Alex slaps him five softly without taking her eyes off Maggie.

“I dated, but it was… it was women who didn’t get me, you know? They saw leather jackets and a cop badge and a bike and darker skin than theirs – god, too many white girls, sorry babe, but that’s a story for another day – so they expected me to be a certain type of way, expected me to be… well, more butch, you know? Like, all the time. They were interested in the role I could play – and I can play it, I can be it, and I like it, I love doting on women – “

Val smiles and nods and Alex blushes and Adrian snickers.

“But that’s not all I am, you know?” She shrugs. “Sometimes I like a little lace under the leather. And we’ve got different styles, you and me.” She gestures to Val’s hair cut, her looser clothes, with a grin. “And I love it. Your style. It’s absolutely fantastic. And you look really at home in it. And that’s the thing. You? How you feel, how you are? That’s the only thing that matters. So if she likes you, she’s gotta like your soft butchliness. And who wouldn’t, I mean look at you, you’re perfect.”

Val scoffs and Alex beams at Maggie and Adrian squeezes Val’s knee.

The doorbell rings and Adrian squeals. “Pizza!”

Maggie glances at Alex, and Alex nods with a grin before getting up to get the door.

“Your girl like pizza?” Maggie asks, and Val nods.

“I saved her the last slice last week at the school paper’s party when she was late from class. She was really happy.”

Maggie slaps her own thigh in excitement. “Damn girl, see, you got game! Wanna invite her over? We can watch crappy Netflix movies, and the three of us will check out if she checks you out and it’ll be awesome.”

Val smiles at the thought and pulls her phone out of her back pocket.

“Do you guys do this for all of us? Open up your home like this?”

Alex beams over the small stack of pizza boxes when Maggie looks up at her, and Adrian grins widely, proudly, gratefully, at them both as he cracks open a box and digs in immediately.

“Only to the cool kids,” Maggie teases, and Val nods, and types out a text to her crush, because she’s nervous but she’s perfect just like she is, and what’s there not to like, right, Maggie said so, and also, pizza.

Pizza with new family.

Even if her crush declines to come over, she’s pretty sure it’s going to be a good night.

Moonlight

zayns a prominent member of the mafia and he doesn’t really care all that much about a lot of things and then he meets this girl that reminds him of the moon and hes in love but things dont always go according to zayns plan

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anonymous asked:

your art is always so lovely and the shading/highlighting/blending and colors are so great!!! do you have any tips for art if it's okay to ask? :D

=0 thank you so much!!! I do, this was a good time to ask since I’ve got a lot of energy tonight haha, I will make a coloring tutorial for how I usually do the neon coloring!!

I use paint tool sai which you can get for free here (link) It says it has transparency but it’s lying. When I want transparency I have to save as psd and then run it through photoshop (which is also available to download on the same link, actually.) Now I dont know how to be sure if those links are virus free but they havent destroyed MY laptop and it’s been a long time so? probably safe enough i think?

First off, the brushes I use: 

I usually use smoothing 3 or 4 for sketches or writing, 13 or 14 for lineart, and anywhere from 3 to 6 for coloring! I sometimes change that up if I’m not getting my desired result though. I usually sketch in pink and line in black or blue which is why I used those colors for those brushes here.

I’m gonna start the tutorial off with just lineart since that’s not really what the tutorial is about and my whole sketch + lineart technique is “sketch something and put lines on top of it” combined with pulling stuff around using the free deform tool if it looks wrong until I get it like I want it. I always start with black lineart!

this is weird lookin sloppy lineart but that’s ok bc it’s just a teaching aid

so. COLORING STEP 1: flat colors. I use flood fill for this most of the time but you can also like, draw it in, same result either way. Just pick some you think look good tbh, when I’m doing the neons I use only full saturation colors. Obviously if you’re doing a different color palette you dont have to do that but this tutorial’s about the neons. Sometimes you have to change the colors a few times before finding ones you like, dont get discouraged! I put each color in a separate layer, sometimes I put bits of the same color in different layers as well if they’re on different parts of the drawing that need to be shaded differently. Also! For a couple things, like the teeth and collar, I blend a color, which I dont do yet in this step, so I just use a base color as a jumping off point.

^the eyes, mouth, and collar are each a separate layer, the skin is all one layer

STEP 2: toggle “preserve opacity” on in each layer, and block in shading! For the neons I use only full saturation colors. Really you can experiment and decide what you like best, you dont even have to use the same ones every time! I find that you can actually shade green with either red/oranges or blues, it has a different look depending on which you do. Usually I shade pinks and reds with purple or other pinks/reds, but you can experiment. For the teeth and collar, I blend a yellow into the pink to make a more like, light orange color, and then shade that with pink. I do all this with the “color and limited blending brush!” If something looks like it should be more smooth, I use the “default watercolor” brush to smooth it out. Generally for blending you want to not use much pressure, the more pressure the darker the color and sharper the lines will be. I’m duplicating the lineart, I’ll shade the green differently so you can see the difference. I’ll add highlights and details in a future step.

as you can see, these look a bit uneven in places. this is how they look with just the color brush. the left has the green shaded with reds, yellows, and oranges, while the right has it shaded with blues.

^ the same ones after being blended in places with the watercolor brush. generally you want to pick a watercolor brush color somewhat in between the colors you’re blending but if you do it lightly enough the color won’t really show up and it’ll just blend.

For details I just stick them on whichever layer they go on, like, freckles go right on the skin layer, eye shines go right on the eye layer, etc. I use the color brush for these, they generally dont need to be blended any further with the watercolor. The drawing on the left has an issue: the eye shine doesnt have enough contrast. When this happens I break the rules a bit and use a lighter pink (shifted towards white) in the middle of the eye shine. Other exceptions for the all neon rule include the whites of eyes that have them and other similar things that just wont ever look right in bright colors (I use very light colors for those).

See, that has better contrast and is worth breaking from the neons a bit for.

OPTIONAL FINAL STEP: sometimes I’ll change the lineart color, usually to the darkest fully saturated blue. You can use whatever color for the lineart that you want though tbh, that blue is just one I like bc I tend to use it as an equivalent to black a lot of the time when working in neons. Just turn on “preserve opacity” in your lineart layer and color over the whole thing.

I used red in the right drawing and blue in the left to show diversity but typically I’d use blue for the left one’s color palette as well tbh

Anyway I hope that is helpful!!! I feel like I might not be so great at explaining myself but hopefully this works haha

Rocketeer || Peter Parker x Reader

I have every intention of working on requests and/or finishing up my own personal projects for my dA, only to lose muse for all of them as I go back to writing for Peter.

I’m so mad at myself (;﹏;)

also a side note, rocketeer, because this song reminds me of peter

warnings: none

**I apologize for any grammatical errors since this was all written on my phone. When it’s posted then I’ll make sure to edit it a few more times just in case!**

**dont plagiarize/repost this story. Reblogs are fine!

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{with you right here/ i’m a rocketeer/ let’s fly}

Your boyfriend had cancelled your date again, leaving you feeling more than a little upset. You had wasted a good portion of your day getting ready, wanting to look good for him.

So when he called you, becoming a stuttering mess when he told you he had to cancel, you didn’t answer him. You simply hung up your phone with a huff, feeling the hot tears moisten your eyes as you angrily wiped the makeup off your face.

Peeling off your clothes, you throw them to the side of your room, not giving a damn if they got wrinkled. You pull out your drawers and put on your favorite sweater and sweatpants, running a hand through your hair as you nearly pulled its strands out.

You honestly wanted to cry in frustration.

Did Peter not like you enough? Why did he always have to do this to you? At Midtown, he seemed fine with being with you, but outside of school??

It’s like he couldn’t stand to be seen with you, which was what prompted him to bail on you each time you had plans together.

Feeling defeated, you force yourself out of your room and apartment, taking the stairs as it lead you all the way to the rooftop.

Pushing the double doors open, you felt the city air fill your lungs as you shivered and looked up at the night sky. You admire the sight of the half moon settled against the inky darkness, not tearing your gaze away from it as the moonlight seemed to beckon you closer.

You took a step closer toward the edge, only to have your movements halted when you felt a hand on your arm. With a gasp, you look back to see a familiar hero beside you.

“Spider-Man?” When did he get here? Why was he here? And how come you didn’t hear him? These questions all clouded your mind, yet you couldn’t find the courage to voice them aloud.

You felt the young superhero slide a gloved hand down the length of your arm, gently tugging at the sleeve of your sweater. This causes you to land against his chest, feeling his muscular arms wrap tightly around you before going toward the edge of the building, “What are you-”

The rest of the question dies within your throat when Spider-Man suddenly falls off the building with you in his arms. The wind rushing past your face makes you scream as you held on tighter to the webslinger. Without even missing a beat, you saw his web shooters stick to the next building, bringing you upwards as your fear quickly turned into exhilaration.

You laugh while Spider-Man seemed to fly around the city with you in his arms. Feeling all of your anger and sadness melt away, you clung to the masked boy, not letting go even when he landed safely on an open rooftop.

You were both silent, with you staring at the front of his suit while he had his arms loosely wrapped around your back. After a few seconds, you sigh and hide your face within his chest, causing the hero to stiffen, “I should probably pull away from you, since I have a boyfriend but…I don’t want to. Something about you reminds me of Peter, haha, ugh, I’m pathetic.” You felt the tears form within your eyes again, “Even after that amazing trip around the city, I’m still thinking about him.”

You realize that throughout this whole evening, Spider-Man was oddly quiet, not saying a word to you as you continued to nervously ramble, “I know Peter will be upset to know that I was with some other guy, even if I don’t know his identity. And I wanna say that my boyfriend will beat you up for taking me away, but I highly doubt if he can do that. Peter is just too soft and sweet.”

Your words finally manage to get a laugh out of him, and you hear him answer, “Yeah, I don’t think I can beat myself up.”

You stiffen, recognizing that slightly nasally voice anywhere when you look up at him. He still keeps an arm around you when he lifted his mask, revealing messy locks of brown hair as his sweet eyes narrowed down at you with love, “H-Hey.”

“Peter Parker, it’s you…” You lift up your hand to touch at his face for a few seconds before immediately pinching them. This makes Peter wince with pain in response as you continued to pull and stretch at his cheeks.

“Argh! Baby, I’m shorry!! Prease-!!” You let go of his face, stopping your painful pinches when you kiss him. Lifting your hands again, you gently caress his cheeks in a silent apology for hurting him. You frame his face with your two hands, not saying a word while you observed Peter’s face.

His brown eyes were darker than usual, evident of his anxiety as he began to chew at his bottom lip, “Are you mad at me? Y-You know, for ditching you and s-stuff?”

You let out a huff, forcing him down to kiss him again. Instead of it being short and sweet, you gently bit down on his lips, earning a gasp of pain from him, “Oh, I’m mad alright. Just consider yourself lucky that I adore Spider-Man and completely support his cause.”

He gives you a pout and nuzzles his face against the palm of your hand, “I’m sorry, for not telling you the truth sooner. I just didn’t want you to get hurt. Forgive me?”

Ugh, just seeing those puppy dog eyes were making you weak. How could you possibly stay mad at him?

Wrapping your arms around the back of his neck, you murmur, “I forgive you, only because I love you too much. I can’t stay mad at you.” Peter’s eyes lit up at your words before holding you closer to him again. He dons his mask and tells you, “Come on, let’s explore the city again. The night is still young.”

You laugh while remaining in his arms as he swings across Queens, not sure how you got so lucky when it came to having a boyfriend like Peter Parker.

{let’s fly, fly, fly, fly/ up, up here we go/ where we stop nobody knows}

[end]

Loving you was a honor|| Stiles stilinski

Plot:Hello could I request an angsty Stiles imagine where the reader has feelings for Stiles and he doesn’t feel the same, he likes Lydia. So the Nogitsune takes advantage of the readers feelings to get more powerful (sense he feeds off pain) and when the Nogitsune is dead Stiles feels bad for not feeling the same about the reader but she forgives him saying something like “I love you so much, and I want you to be happy….even if I’m not the one causing that happiness” if that makes sense thanks:3


The room grew darker and darker for each moment passing. She had lost count of days since the Nogitsune brought her here. The silence of the room was comforting , way more comforting than the nogitsunes taunts, everyday had been a constrant reminder of stiles lack of love for her. Every moment he kept reminding her , she tried staying strong and showing no pain cause she knew that she was nothing but food for him. It’s proved to be harder than she thought , his face, the face of the boy she had loved for so many years telling her there is no way he could love her , reminding her of all the reasons why Lydia Martin was so much better than her.

“Honestly , I dont even need to do anything , i can smell your pain from miles away’‘The nogitsune walked in leaning against a walk a small distance from where she was chained to the bed post.

She couldn’t even bring herself to look at him, each gaze meant pain for her and power for him.

’'It’s funny , don’t you think?” The nogitsune said walking to the bed and sitting down “They found Lydia in less than a day, and you’ve been here for days already”

“They are trying to find a way to stop you, and when they do. They will kill you and save me” she replied in a shaky voice looking out the small window.

“ are you trying to convince me or yourself?” the nogitsune laughed standing up and sitting right in front of her “But than again how can i blame them, you aren’t Lydia Martin so why would stiles even care”

“They care” she mumbled.

“Pathetic little girl , you think Stiles actually cared about you ” the nogitsune said , she felt his breath on her neck and it felt different when stiles hugged her his breath was warm and calming but the nogitsunes breath was cold and smelled of death “ how long have you loved him , 10? 12 years? Wasted so many years”

She suddenly broke out in a bitter laughter shaking her head.

“What?” The nogitsune barked close to her ear before getting up from the bed pacing in front of her “what’s that feeling?” He asked more to himself.

“Pity” she replied smirking feeling the lack of food and sleep already taking the tool on her “ i didn’t waste any of my life loving. Ive made mistakes and one of them. Being letting you with your bullshit words putting doubt about my friends in me”

The last she remembered before her world went black from either lack of food or water or just the mental exhaustion.
It could’ve been hours or days but when she woke up her nose filled with the smell of hospital that she was a little too well known with and the beeping of a heart monitor but besides that it was not quite. Not physically , the hospital were fully of nurses yelling , out the window there was an ongoing traffic and people laughing loudly, but mentally. There were no trace of the nogitsune , for the first time in weeks it was quite. She opened her eyes and tried looking around for her friends , from the window on the door she could see Lydia , Scott and stiles standing there talking. The moment stiles eyes caught her , all there teenagers ran into the room all departe to hug her and tell her how much they missed her.

“We looked for days , y/n ” Scott assured her gripping her hand a tad tighter to make sure she was actually there “ we never stopped”

“ i know” she made out with a sore voice and a small smile on the corner of her lips “ i would never doubt you guys”

“We missed your so much , we could bare loosing you too” Lydia said pulling the girl in another bone crushing hug.

All eyes turned to stiles waiting for him ton say something , Scott must\ve gotten the memo that something was bothering stiles cause he and Lydia legit the room giving them the free space to talk after assuring her that they were right outside.

“Stiles-”

“He told us, he told us how he used u for for so many days. He told what he put you through, y/n trust me i never thought i could bring you so much pain”

“Hey hey , its not your fault ” she said gripping a hold of his hand giving it a gentle squeeze “ you didn’t bring me any pain stiles , i promise”

“ I never knew you loved me , and or 12 years that’s almost as long as I’ve-” stiles rambled before she cut him off.

“Almost as long as you’ve loved Lydia” she said a small sad laugh escaping her lips as both their eyes caught the strawberry blond outside the room talking to Scott .

“I’m sorry” stiles sighted looking down at their hands.

“Never apologize for loving someone” she said as she brought a hand to his face making him look at her “ hey, i get it. And stiles you might never understand but I love you so much the only thing I want for you is happiness even if I’m not the cause of it”


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Sorry for this huge break I’ve been taking but eyy I’m guess who’s not dead and back at you with new one shots , its this bitch!!
-Pari

Keep Me Safe

Oh my gosh. Okay finally here it is! This is a request from an anon: 

“will you write one where reader is afraid of thunderstorms and the joker tells her to get over it at first, but then feels bad and comforts her? make it fluffy please :)”

I’m so so so sorry it took so long guys, i’ve just been crazy busy with work and school and it’s just been ridiculous but winter break is coming up so I’ll be writing a ton to make up for lost time! haha. Hope you guys like it and to the one that requested it, I know you didn’t request smut but I was kinda feeling it.. sorry if you dont like it!!! 

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Another crash caused you to jump and then squirm even further under the covers. Thunderstorms were your weakness, your achilles heel if you must. They terrified the living daylights out of you. The light cracked through the window and before you knew it another crash boomed throughout the bedroom making you shake. You kept yourself wrapped in blankets to attempt to block out the loud sounds coming from outside. You reached for your phone hoping to maybe distract yourself from the horror going on outside your window. 

As you unlocked the screen you saw that you had a text from J saying that work had held him back but he would be home soon. You smiled to yourself as you realized that this would help you calm down a bit. You heard the front door slam and J rustling his keys before his heavy footsteps sounded up the stairs. 

“J come here please!” You yelled loud enough for him to hear down the hall. He pushed the door open and looked at you in disbelief. 

“Are you kidding me Y/N? You’ve completely wrapped yourself in all of the covers. Why?” He just stared at you unsure of what to say.

 “Well… It’s  thundering out and I got kinda scared and I don’t know… I just sorta thought it’d be better if I hid? I don’t know J. Can you please just get in bed so I can sleep?” You gave him your best puppy dog eyes look and hoped it would get him in bed. He blinked, not emotion on his pale white face. 

“Fine. But give me a couple minutes to clean myself up. Work got a little messy,” he said with a smirk. You knew that meant that he had killed some poor sucker. You loved him to bits but people were so stupid to try and make deals with him. He’s a merciless killer, there’s not a chance he would spare some sad man’s life. When you looked closer you noticed that the burgundy shirt ha had on had some darker spots, no doubt blood. 

“Okay good, no blood on the bed!” you giggled as he turned around and gave you an ‘are you serious right now?’ kind of look. He grunted and nodded his head once as he stalked into the bathroom. Another boom shook the house and you let out a small squeak. Why did this have to happen? Why couldn’t it be all sunshine always? You leaned back against the headboard and waited for J to come to bed. 

“J how much longer are you gonna be?” you shouted from the bed. 

“Y/N come on. I’ll be there soon, can’t you just go to sleep? You’re being ridiculous Y/N it’s just thunder,” he replied. 

“J you know damn well that I can’t sleep! You know damn well how scared I am of thunder.” He groaned at the absurdity of it. You were his partner in crime, you were bad ass, ruthless, fearless. But not when it came to thunder. It terrified you and you had no clue why. You felt the bed dip as you looked out the window. His strong arms wrapped around your frame and he pulled you close to his chest. His hot breath fanned the back of your neck, his presence alone relaxing your tense body. You leaned back into his warm chest and sighed, closing your eyes and smiling a little bit. He was always so warm, the man just radiated heat. It was ridiculous but you weren’t complaining. He was the best to share a bed with, who needs a blanket when your boyfriend is always a million degrees?

“That better baby girl? Daddy making you feel safe?” You didn’t need to turn around to know that he had a smirk plastered on his bright red lips. To answer him you pushed back even further, making sure that you wiggled your bum around as you moved back. You heard his low purr in your ear and smiled to yourself, he would soon be melting in your hands. 

“Daddy I’m cold, can you keep me warm?” you asked wiggling your body so he would pull you flush against him. He wasn’t stupid, he knew what your end game was and he was more than willing to play along. His arms circled tighter around you, giving you all the warmth you needed. To be honest, you weren’t even very cold at all, you just wanted to get a reaction out of him, and so far, it was working. 

“Mmm baby girl, I think you have other ideas on how to stay warm don’t you?” You giggled at his statement, knowing full well what he had in mind. His hand slid down your front to casually fondle and play with the hem of your pink lacy panties. Your head fell back onto his shoulder and you gasped as he slid his hand down directly over your wet hole. “My pretty little girls wet for Daddy already hm? This is what you wanted anyways isn’t princess?” He was definitely playing along. You nodded and pushed your hips up into his hand to try and gain some pressure on your most sensitive areas. He pulled his hand away, teasing you, denying you what you needed most. 

“J please,” you begged.

“Who?” He replied with a tinge of darkness and lust to his voice. You smirked and gave him what he wanted. 

“Daddy pretty please.” He couldn’t see your face but he assumed that you had a cocky smile on your face, thinking you hand him in the palm of your hand, but oh how wrong you were. He growled in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. He once again slid his hand down your stomach, dipping into the waistband of your panties. 

You two were connected on a different level. He knew every inch of your body like the back of his hand, and you knew his. He knew everything that sent you into a frenzy. His skilled fingers immediately found your desperate clit. You groaned and gripped his wrist letting you know how good he was making you feel. You loved when he touched you, he never failed to make you scream and moan for him. You were so lost in the feeling of his finger toying with your clit that you hadn’t really noticed that he had slid further down, the tip of his index finger pressing lightly against your dripping core. You groaned, letting him know that you wanted more, you wanted to feel him inside of you. 

“Beg baby girl. Beg daddy to finger your tight little pussy baby,” he urged you. 

“Oh god, please Daddy, pretty, pretty please I wanna cum, I need to cum Daddy. Please make me cum,” you said in a hushed, out of breath tone. He chuckled behind you and pressed a single finger in to you. You gasped as he entered you and started pumping his finger in and out slowly. You couldn’t control your moans. “Daddy I’m so close I’m gonna cum please keep going.” He reached around and applied pressure to your clit as he mercilessly finger fucked your pussy. Your moans grew louder and you could feel yourself slipping over the edge. Soon enough your high came and you screamed out for him. 

“Is that better princess? Are you still scared?” You shook your head and turned around to face him. 

“Thank you,” you mumbled, looking up at him with a smile. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips. “You’re so warm,” you said into his chest as you nuzzled into him. He made a noise of acknowledgement and pulled you in closer to him. Thunder rumbled outside again and you tensed up. 

“Sshh baby it’s okay. I’m here, you’re okay. Daddy’s here to protect you,” he cooed. You smiled at his caring tone and your body relaxed. “You need to sleep baby. Close your eyes doll, I’m right here.” You nodded and closed your eyes and exhaled deeply. His hand trailed up and down your back creating a relaxing rhythm. With your ear pressed against his firm chest you paid close attention to his steady heartbeat, eventually lulling you to sleep.

“I love you J,” you mumbled right before you slipped into a deep slumber. 

“I know Y/N, I know. You’re mine,” he whispered to you as you drifted into a peaceful state of dreaming. Deep down he knew he loved you back but he could just never find the right time or way to say it so he just didn’t. “I love you too my precious.”


Metamorphmagus (Harry Potter AU Chanyeol)

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Type: Fluff

Request: Oh!!! Harry Potter AUs!!! Could I please have a Chanyeol Harry Potter AU? Thanks! (:


Park Chanyeol was the Hogwarts prized metamorphmagus. He could change his appearance with ease but liked being himself so he hardly changed. He was a proud Gryffindor and a sixth year. His hair was naturally red and changed with his emotions. More recently his hair had been a darker red color thanks to his ever going battle with the Ravenclaw’s snappy and yet adorable fourth year Y/N L/N, his younger girlfriend. You two had only been together for a few months but long enough to have a general understanding of what Chanyeol needed help in. She had been tutoring him much to his dismay as he normally didn’t mind spending time with you but you tended to lecture him about things. He needed help with his potions and his grades had been getting slightly better as time went on but it was nearly winter break and if his grade didn’t get better his parents wouldn’t allow him to come home for Christmas. 

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But at the moment his hair was a light yellow color to it as he looked down at his grade “so this means I have a C now right?” he asked as his teacher nodded. He did a mini cheer as he grabbed his bag. “Thank you” he said bowing before he headed off to find you. 

His hair changed to a green shade as he looked at you sitting with one of the Prefect of your house, Kyungsoo. “Y/N” Chanyeol called as you looked up at him. “Come with me” he says as you raise a brow and gave Kyungsoo a look “go” he said as you nodded closing your book and getting up heading towards Chanyeol who wrapped his arm around you and tugged you with him. “What is it?” you asked him with the clear innocence on your face as his hair changed to its neutral red as he sighed. “I got a B on the test so my grade has gone from a D to a C” he said happily as his hair changed again to yellow. “I get to go home for Christmas” he says as you give him a smile “that’s good Chanyeol” you tell him.

“What about you? What are you doing for break?” he asked as you shrug. “I have to stay here. My parents aren’t home ever for Christmas so I stay here” you tell him as you begin walking. He frowned lightly as he looked down before he came up with an idea “come stay with me then during the holiday. I owe you that” he said as you looked at him shocked.

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Chanyeol looked at you as you talked to his parents telling them about your grades. He smiled as he walked over wrapping his arms around your waist tugging you close “she’s a very good tutor” he told them as he rocked the two of you. You smiled awkwardly as you attempted to make him let go but he continued to hold you close. “Well we have to get some things from the store alright. Don’t do anything to this sweet girl” his mother told him as he nodded. 

“What are you doing?” you ask him as he turned you around  “I want to thank you more” he said as you moved away from him more pushing off his chest. “Come with me” he said as he pulled you to his room. “Why are we going in here?” you ask him as he sat you down on his bed. You looked shocked as he climbed on top of you, his hair was changing to a bright red. He climbed on top of you “wha-” he cut you off with a smirk “you know what I am doing” he cooed as your eyes closed in fear as you turned away from him. He pulled away “why are you so scared?” he asked. He could feel your body heated up completely. He simply leaned down and pressed a kiss to your lips feeling you melt with him into it.

Chanyeol’s tongue danced around your mouth, he was amazed that you were so willing you were to kiss him and like this. He chuckled lightly “How far have you gone?” he asks lightly as he sat more comfortably on his bed. “I’ve never had a boyfriend before you” you told him as he makes a cute face. He reached over and popped a button from your Christmas themed blouse. His lips lightly touched the exposed skin of your neck. It went on for a moment before you yanked his head away and he hissed in pain. “How many girls have you been with?” you asked him as his eyes opened wide. 

“What?” he asked as you gave him a look. He made you let go of his hair “I’ve only touched a girl. It’s not that bad” he whined as you went to button the top again as he stopped your hands “don’t be like that” he whined as he pulled your hands away from your top “I’ve never had sex with anyone” he said as you looked at him annoyed. “I promise” he cooed as he leaned down kissing your lips. “I don’t want to have sex” you tell him as he pulled away looking at you as he nodded. “Just let me enjoy this” he said as he moved down and pressed his lips to your neck. You decided to close your eyes and enjoy it all. 

After a few minutes he had gotten your top completely undone before the sound of Christmas music filled the house. His door opened as you two shot apart soon a little sleigh with Santa and reindeer flew into the room. “Dont worry its just one of my mom’s Christmas decorations” he said as he watched you button your top up. “Well I guess I’m done exploring the lovely ornaments on your chest” he said as you lifted your leg kicking him on the arm. “Pervert” you said getting up “your neck” he says in a singsong voice. “I’ve left a few marks you might want to use a concealing spell or something” he tells you as you head to the guest room. Chanyeol smiles and throws himself down on the bed, his hair turning a bright yellow “this is definitely the most wonderful time of the year” he says to himself as his mother’s amazing cooking fills the house with smells.

Oh, I didn’t recognize you. chapter (?) 2

hey, how are yall? so this is the continuation of my college au logicality fic… please tell me if i need to fix something, or if its too confusing

shout out to @bookworm12312​ for being encouraging about my silly writing.

heyy, patton is actually in this one!

The first part is here.

Ship: Logicality (Logic X Morality), Some background Prinxiety (Prince X Anxiety)

Words: ~1400

Warnings: Nudity (nothing sexual), transphobia (mentioned), misgendering, body dysphoria, gender dysphoria, ask if you need anything else tagged

and we begin, my friends.

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Looking for the Captain

Originally posted by imaginesofeveryfandom

Pairing: None
Word count: 1,365
Warnings: Maybe a swear or two


Never knowing who your father was was hard enough. Never knowing why your mother was always looking over her shoulder added to that. When you were young, you would ask her about it- why did she look so frightened all the time? You’d be told to hush, and not ask such questions. The older you got, the less you asked. Until you just stopped bringing it up. The years took their toll on her, and you refused to add to that.

Now, you were 21, and attending NYU. You had a small apartment that you shared with a roommate. Nothing fancy, but it was a roof over your head. Lounging in your room, you were studying for an upcoming final when your roommate knocked. “Yeah?” You looked up, chewing on the end of your pen.

“There’s a letter for you.” She shrugged, handing you an official looking manila envelope. “There’s no return address.”

Sitting up, you furrowed your brows and took it. “That’s odd.” You muttered, prying open the two small prongs on the back. Dumping out the contents, there were two white envelopes, and a necklace. Holding it up, it was a long silver chain, with a locket. “What the hell?” Your roommate stood there, curious. You glanced at her. “You can sit.” You told her, setting the necklace down. You raised an eyebrow at the name written on the first envelope you picked up- Steve Rogers. Why did that name sound familiar? Next, there was one with your name. Both were clearly written by a male.

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ottenebrare  asked:

Do you have any tips on backgrounds? Yours are so stunning! (ʃƪ ˘ ³˘) ・*♡

OH gosh, well a good place to start would be these:

using focal plane for the illusion of space

background tutorial from Over the Garden Wall

Another thing that got me started on thinking of depth within a flat space was this aftereffects tutorial.  DEFINITELY look around their website, they have lots of free tutorials, they’re the same people who did the VFX for the holograms in SW:TFA, and a lot of their effects cant really be applied if you dont have aftereffects and their plug-ins, but their method of thinking can(which is more important). Their attention to detail is exquisite, if a bit dry to listen to.  

A lot of their work is creating the illusion of something that doesn’t exist in as a realistic manner as possible, and that means of thinking in a 3D space, anticipating motion, wind, lighting effects, and how all of this affects not only your area of focus, but the area surrounding it.  They think in terms of how an 3d object is presented in a 2d space and how the eye is drawn around the picture. Yeah their technology is expensive, and you probably don’t have it either, but their basics are super solid and they usually have tips that can be applied to all types of digital art. Its a good look into how the pros do it. It isnt strictly background work, but it all definitely applies when youre thinking of constructing a background that interacts with your character properly

But if you want example of how I do it, Ill put in under a cut:

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grumpifyme  asked:

Hc: siren!danny being kind of iffy at first about sleeping inside a house and especially weirded out by sleeping without a light on, bc when he was in the sea, even then there was moonlight filtering in and in the darker parts he could usually find bioluminescent plankton or other tiny creatures that may not have even been discovered yet. And of course his glowing body/(fins?Scales?)

God this is so sweet. For awhile, he needs to sleep w a lamp on bc the darkness is so uncomfortable for him, hes not used to it. And maybe one day the lightbulbs blow out bc of course Arin forgot to replace them. But hes got this small little nightlight somewhere in the closet that he gives to Danny. 

“Its not the BEST solution but its something yanno?”

And that little light does the job better than any lamp hes ever had. It confuses Arin at first, bc the more light there is the better…right? Dan doesnt sleep on the bed anymore, hes always on the floor directly below the light. Sometimes hes lying against the wall, sometimes hes hanging off the bed upside down. But no matter what, hes always got this little night light in his peripheral. 

Dan tells him weeks later how much the surface world differs from the world below. 

“Its not anything crazy you know? just.. the creatures here are different. Everything seems so… muted and dull compared to the ones in the ocean.” 

“Sometimes, i sleep on the roof. But like, only on clear nights! Because the stars are really bright and so close to me. I feel like i could reach out and just grab them, Arin. Its not the same thing, but its the best ive got right now.”

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