this was a silly thing to make

theweirdopoptartkid  asked:

Hi! I really admirer your work and would like to be as good as you so I have three questions. 1:how did you get into art 2:can u show on of your earliest artworks and your latest 3: can you please give me advice for hands and body proportions I would much appreciated it! Thank you in advice and I hope you have an amazing day/night 💜

I started draiwng about half a year ago (mid June/July 2016) because there was so many people from Instagram thta just made me go “Whoa” and i wanted to try and do the same thing~ 

I didn’t do much digital artworks last year since I prefer traditional at that time. I mostly posted small silly gifs of sans from undertale cause it looks really cute <3

I use real life hands as references (sometimes from google sometimes with my own hand) since its way easier to picture it~ 

I watched a lot of youtube tutoriol videos of how to make hands and it really helped me out a lot! 

This is the style that i usually use since its pretty simple and cute~ I use cartoon references cause it looks way easier than the super duper detailed ones 

my advices: PRACTICE A LOT 

  • Look at a lot of references it’ll reallllllllyy help you 
  • Get inspired!: Find artsits that inspired you the most! That reaaallly motivates you to draw something! 
  • Mistakes count as a progress!: Making mistakes is very common but that is ohay okay my friendo! The more mistakes you make, the more you can learn from them! 
  • Try different artstyles!: Sooner or later, you’ll get your own artstyle! 
  • E X P E R I M E N T: Different colors, hues, art styles, mediums, etc 
  • MOST IMPORTANTLY, DONT FORGET TO HAVE F U N: whats the point of drawing something that doesnt make you happy

anonymous asked:

Do you know of vets who fib to owners about how cooperative a patient was for them? It seems like a silly thing to do but one of my cats has always gotten rave reviews when he's had to be hospitalized and I find it hard to believe he really was that sweet to scary strangers :P

Not outright ‘fib’, no, but sometimes sugar coat events a little.

A lot of pets are actually fine in the clinic, they get food, pats and attention. A lot of pets are happy to just chill in their bed, especially if they were feeling a bit under the weather anyway.

If we have a pet who has mild to moderately inconvenient behavior, eg making excessive noise, we might say that they were a bit stressed, but wont elaborate unless either asked to or if there was something we wanted to address. For example, asking questions about whether a pet might have separation anxiety.

If a pet is truly unmanageable in hospital, eg aggressive, or attempting to mutilate themselves on the cage whenever left alone, we generally call the owners to explain the situation. Sometimes we will sedate these pets, with consent, but there is often an underlying issue that needs attention.

But we certainly don’t tell you that your pet has been sweet as pie and is welcome anytime unless they’ve actually been good to handle. Lots of them get very cuddly because they want more attention than they’re getting.

Jared Padalecki Imagines

You are a famous singer and meet Jared at the People’s Choice Awards.

Imagine the SPN cast finding out that you, the newest member to the show, have extreme depression and comforting you.

You are friends with J2M2.

J2M2 comfort you during a panic attack.

J2M do silly things to calm you down.

J2M2, Rob and Richard comforting you when you find out your boyfriend is cheating on you.

Imagine being an actress in Supernatural and goofing around with the boys, causing it to be gag reel.

You keep yours and Jared’s relationship a secret

Imagine being best friends with Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Robert Downey Jr and Chris Evans. And them more often than not flirting with you.

Imagine being Jared’s wife and getting hate and he defends you.

Imagine being an actress in Supernatural and dating Jared, although your character is dating Dean. Which of course makes Jared occasionally jealous.

Imagine dancing with Jared to ‘Thinking Out Loud’.

Imagine being an actress on Supernaturala and dating Jared and when you two have a kissing scene things always get heated.

Imagine Jared saying ‘I love you’ even if it early in your relationship and freaking out, until you tell him you feel the same.

Imagine being a part of the Teen Wolf cast and your boyfriend, Jared, surprising you at a panel.

Imagine being a famous singer and Jared getting asked about the two of you during a panel and he gets all flustered about it.

Imagine Jared, your husband, recording videos and uploading them for you to see.

Imagine doing a photoshoot with Jared about an upcoming movie and him being a dork. Your interaction makes people assume only one thing.

Imagine people assuming you and Jared are a couple so he gets asked about you a lot in interviews, which makes him shy because he has feelings for you.

heyheyitsjuju  asked:

Not really a question but more of a thank you for sharing pl vs aa and getting more word out about this underappreciated game! It's a little silly but it's got such a good heart behind it and (despite being a little biased since I do write a lot of stories for it) I'm so glad to see other people seeing your posts and getting interested in either the game or the layton / aa fandoms. Plus seeing some of my favorite parts of the game again always makes me smile; I could talk for hours about it haha

It’s just a silly, fun game!  It doesn’t need to be taken seriously to be enjoyable. :D  I’m always happy to share the things I love with other people!!

senshiofmom  asked:

Top 10 sailor Moon Monster of the week

10. Screaming violin woman (093)

9. Pegasus hits the gym (143)

8. WHAT the ACTUAL HELL (151)

7. An 80s stripper who also happens to be a shoe (106)

6. Me (114)

5. The animation department had a lot of extra pink paint (174)

4. An elephant vacuum cleaner, but like in a sexy way (094)

3. My breasts are two small screaming snowmen (038)

2. Ball Family (132, 140, 146)

1. A straight-up, actual volcano (067)

Here, have a thing


I actually started drawing this after season 3 came out and only just finished it and thats why the last like 5 images probably look a little different in some way. Its referencing a conversation that @robotsandramblings and I had (x) and Im so proud of this silly and cute thing

(long post, sorry)

In spite of everything I love Harley Quinn but, damn, writers treat her so badly. I swear, the temptation to make her actually stupid must be terrible because it’s so often implied, or explicitly stated, that she slept her way through school. First of all, it does not work like that.  Second, she’s not a therapist or a psychologist, she’s a psychiatrist, she’s a fricking MD and a damn young one too. Managing pre-med and collegiate gymnastics that she relied on to keep her scholarship? Harley is fucked up, but she’s not the dumb blonde she plays. (also stop making her stacked, she’s a gymnast. she is 4’11” of pure muscle and is not top heavy)

If you want a good Harley backstory it’s simple. She’s ADHD but medicated and slightly robotic because of it. I want to take special care not to demonize meds but, rather, people’s disapproval of neurodivergence and a lack of focus on what is best for a patient rather than what is most convenient for others. So, maybe, around ten years old Harley is a hyperactive space cadet who’s brilliant at tests but sloppy at coursework, who would be a gymnastics prodigy if she could actually focus on technique and put in practice time instead of fooling around. Then the meds come and it’s actually really cool because she can do the things she needs to do instead of just wanting to do them, doing something else entirely, and getting in trouble. People are proud of her, she’s proud of herself. But now there are expectations. Family and teachers and coaches overschedule her, find worth only in her success and don’t care about her mental health at all as long as she’s performing and castigate her when she does fail. Fuck if you don’t internalize that. But she doesn’t look unhealthy and she’s doing amazing. She actually has to choose between the Olympic trials and continuing her grad studies. She probably has some issues with self-harm but it either doesn’t look like self-harm or is well covered up. 

When Arkham accepts her, fresh from her residency, it’s not a mistake. The woman is amazing. All they can see is a mountain of achievements rather than the seething ball of nerves, self-loathing, and imposter syndrome boiling just under the surface. That’s when Joker comes in. He’s got the Hannibal Lecter shtick down. Where everyone else sees an intelligent driven young woman he sees a frightened overwhelmed girl who is working her hardest to convince the world she’s anyone other than herself. Sending her into a nervous breakdown would be too easy so he doesn’t even bother. Instead he’s open with her, almost friendly. The other doctors are amazed, Harley is amazed, she’s not done anything particularly revolutionary but, for the first time in forever, it looks like the clown prince of crime is showing progress. He unravels her and it’s a challenge, she flinches back and gets very serious when he comes too close to the real Harley under the professional. Still, soon she’s questioning everything. She doesn’t even really like her co-workers. She hasn’t had a real friend in years. She’s forgotten how to have fun. Did she ever want this to be her life or did she just do it for other people? It starts so slowly that it looks, at first, like she’s getting better at self-care. Maybe something totally silly one weekend, a trampoline park where she can enjoy the way her toned body moves without stressing out over landings, a face painting booth at a street fair, some garishly colored downright tacky decoration that clashes with her sensible apartment. Suddenly she realizes how much she hates knowing the difference between cream and ecru. The beigeness of her life is repulsive. She hates the person she’s pretending to be even more that she hates herself which is really saying something.

After her weekend of freedom she would have called in sick if it wasn’t so suddenly important to see him. The relief she feels at talking to one of Gotham’s most infamous supercriminals is disturbing but it is relief and she’s been swallowing a slow-motion panic attack for hours. She admits, though she shouldn’t, that she took his advice about doing something fun and he teases her, what would straight-laced Doctor Quinzel do for fun? Did she realphabetize her sock drawer or buy a new clipboard? It’s not important to impress him, it’s really not. He’s dangerous, cruel, and he looks so proud when she admits that she bought a lamp shaped like a lawn flamingo. The only mistake, he says, is that she should have stolen it. She hopes the wicked thrill it gives her doesn’t show on her face. It does. She almost even laughs. He likes it when he can make her laugh and she likes it when he likes things.

It’s wrong and unprofessional, the relationship she develops, and she knows it but her whole life she’s been so high strung. Nothing she’s done has been for her, she’s not sure she knows how to really do selfish things anymore, but he knows the selfish things she needs to do. It feels good when she follows his advice even when it’s small things like the rainbow striped socks she wears concealed under her very bland slacks and sensible shoes. She’s so happy, almost giddy, and he loves her happiness, he loves her, he loves the real her that she’s had to beat down and hide for so long, the her that even she isn’t able to love. She is able to love him, though, and since he loves her she’s able to love herself for him, to protect and nurture something so important to him.

When the choice comes between her old self, the tedious endless labor of making the world proud, and Him, the spectacular man that brought color into her life, it’s not even a question. She kills Doctor Harleen Quinzel, she throws away the version of her that let herself burn just for medals and hollow accolades. She embraces Harley Quinn and it’s so much a part of her nature she can’t even see that she’s still living her life for someone else’s approval, except this time that person is a murderous clown. She hasn’t let her hair down, she’s just put it in pigtails instead of a bun.

some advice I got a long time ago about making your characters more realistic:

If you can’t imagine your character in silly or embarrassing situations without feeling very personally offended; take a step back, kick your character off their pedestal and let them breathe.

Let them feel and react in the same way you and others do. Let them laugh at dumb things, let them trip and fall on their face a few times. Let them experience life.

Don’t take your characters so seriously that all the fun qualities are removed in the process.

more silly ladynoir things

continuation of this 

  • chat noir, after being possessed by an akuma: oh my god please tell me that we didn’t make out and i forgot about it again!!
    • ladybug: no
    • chat noir: oh thank god
    • chat noir:
    • chat noir: …just checking that’s still off the table right?
  • when they were really bored, ladybug tried to see if she could use her yoyo to hypnotize chat noir. she was honestly convinced she was uncovering his repressed memories of being an orphan from italy until he admitted that he was just messing with her. 
  • sometimes when chat noir is getting into a really good spar with an akuma he’ll shout for ladybug to take two minutes to video tape it really quick with her compact
    • ladybug: why?????
    • chat noir: because i wanna see how cool i look later quick before he breaks out of my headlock!
  • they once spent an embarrassingly long time running across the city trying to catch an akuma in a glass mason jar before it akumatized anyone. ladybug just wanted to see if they could do it, but chat was convinced that he could reason with it and convince it to join their team as a sidekick. 
  • chat noir really loves making fun of ladybug’s height. like really loves it. like to the point where whenever ladybug is scouting the city and says she can’t see the akuma, chat noir lifts her up by her armpits, holds her over his head, and says, “can you see it now?”
  • they have an unironic list of ways to take down hawkmoth if they eventually meet him in person 
    • chat noir: okay so if we use my staff and your yoyo string…we could totally make a butterfly net
    • ladybug: …holy shit you’re right
    • chat noir: like we could trap him in an actual net my lady 
    • ladybug: alright i’m adding it underneath “100 cans of bug spray”
  • honestly civilians see them sitting around the city in these intense conversations and sometimes people ask them if they’re planning hawkmoth’s capture or they’re discussing a patrol but ladybug just snorts and is like “oh no i’m doing his natal chart can you believe his moon sign is cancer?”
  • ladybug: for the love of god chat do you think before you do things?
    • chat noir: of course i do, i think “oh shit i hope this works”