time to draw other things i guess

Sleepy septic boys after a long day of doing stuff.

And then Anti drew dicks on their faces and Jackieboyman almost kills him for that. How dare he ruin that cute moment.


now they’re just being unreasonable. what’s a little ink between friends?

Bianca belongs to @majorpepperidge !
i dont know what im saying

u ever think about how mcr as a concept and a phenomenon was literally so fucking wild and i cant think of a single other band that was anywhere near that level of like. i dont even know. extra-ness.

like most of it is definitely due to Gerard’s Vision and like his savior complex, like how he planned the first 3 albums out so far ahead, i mean he had a fucking Vision from the very beginning of what they were going to do and how they were gonna Change The Fucking World and guess what!!!!! they did!!! they managed to create something that was just fucking. COMPELLING. like it drew you in, and continues to draw people in years after the book has closed. they managed to, like…. craft this fucking Thing. like from the concept albums to the uniforms to all the other little bitty pieces that made up mcr’s Image like. like i joke about how they were Extra™ all the time but THEY WERE LITERALLY SO EXTRA

hyenatycoon  asked:

Question! I saw your post about your bird yelling "what" and I was wondering if you could tell me how you were able to teach him to announce when he's about to poop? I feel like that would be a very useful trick to have!

Soooo once upon a time I thought I could potty train Ripley to stop pooping on the floor/my chair/me, and to do this I would take him to the trash can at regular intervals (about every 20 minutes bc birds poop a lot) and wait for him to poop. When he would squat like he was about to poop, I would say “go potty!” or “poop!” … I guess we never had a lot of consistency about that, but he did start to pick it up and announce “poop!” and/or “go potty!” right before he pooped, and we always praised him for saying that in the appropriate context, so he seemed pretty into it. Also, along with the many other things he has in common with human toddlers, he apparently just likes talking about poop.

I don’t think I kept up this training at regular enough intervals, though … I’d get busy drawing or reading something and forget about timing and Ripley would say “poop” and I wouldn’t get him to a trash can in time. So he just learned that saying “poop” and pooping on the floor would get everyone to look at him and watch him poop.

He does seem to remember that pooping in the trash can gets him some accolades, though, so if you take him to a trash can and tell him to poop, he’ll always make an effort. It seems for him this is win/win, as he either poops (more or less on command) in the trash can and gets praised for it, or he poops wherever he feels like it and we come to clean it up anyway. Although he IS capable of holding it, he doesn’t seem to think there is any incentive to do so.

I’m less certain of how he learned to demand “you clean up poop” whenever he poops on the floor.


idk what you mean by “new” but here are a couple shits i drew back when things werent Awful™ like two episodes ago

Animation... Tips?

Someone asked about this a little while ago (on a tumblr msg), and I’ve been chewing on it.  I want to say first that I’m not an instructor, and I’m not super good at explaining things.  If you want some really good animation resources I highly recommend these two books:

Cartoon Animation - Preston Blair
The Animator’s Survival Kit - Richard Williams

They are both very good (and they’re on amazon for way less than I bought them for!) , but if you can only get one, and you have no animation experience, I suggest the second. It’s absolutely huge and has a very detailed explanations and diagrams for basically everything you could think of, starting from the very basic of animation principles.  

Soooo animation tips? I guess the first and most important thing I learned when I went to school, is that more drawings don’t necessarily make better animations.  I always thought that was basically it.  The difference between beautiful feature films, and not so great Saturday morning cartoons? More drawings.  Right? That might be part of it, that’s what makes it smoother, but it’s not the secret.  The most important parts of making an animation look good are:

1. poses.
2. timing.

In other words, what you draw and how you get there: They should be interesting! Spending time on that is more important than spending time on making lots of frames. 

Now…. I started writing up a bunch of stuff about keyframes, breakdowns, squash and stretch…. and it’s just this giant rabbit hole of explanations.  And I’m sure there are a lot of YouTube videos that already exist and are great for all of those things.  So… short version:  are you making short silly GIFs?  Then you want to see how few frames you can get away with and still have it look okay.  If you put your poses too far apart, they will look like your character is teleporting. If you make them too similar and / or close together, it will be boring.

This is 5 frames:

lil unicorn guy: 5 frames is the minimum for a “boiling line” that looks good (the kind of line style that you see in Ed, Edd n Eddy, for example). The heart and the eye are wobbling around just enough to be interesting, and the tail is the one piece that’s really moving.  If the whole drawing was done with a boiling line, it would probably look better, but that is so much more work and this looks okay!

This is 2 frames:

cutiefly toot toot: the body moves a little bit (but doesn’t change), the wings move a bit more, and the feet don’t move at all, they’re like an anchor.  it’s only two frames! but it looks okay too.

This is 27 frames (but don’t freak out):

hugs wolves: so the bodies don’t move. pink tail: 8 frames.  purple tail: 9 frames. heart: 5 frames.  the moving parts all move a little bit differently in terms of distance and frame count. They don’t start and stop exactly the same time. That variation makes it interesting. But when you break it down, there aren’t actually that many different drawings to it.

TL;DR: Don’t move everything the same amount. Variety is interesting! See how few drawings you can get away with. Or not! If you don’t want to. And most importantly, just make stuff, even if you don’t think it looks good.

fairysmadoshi  asked:

hey !! Finally found some todoroki artist !XD i really do love your art is just too adorable !!!and your funny comics please keep it up !!!!

You got no idea how much I try to draw other things but I guess that’s for another time *sob* my main blog is dying as a result!
All I do are random tests so I can’t even post on my main yet… well… I should get the time on summer 2018 I guess?

Like this sample of Maka (where I wanted to do Soul and Kid):

But I know what you guys are here for…! [below is panel 1 of part 2 of this comic]

anonymous asked:

What advice do you have for a 14 year old who's trying to learn how to animate?

There’s a LOT of things that go into animation and I definitely can’t cover everything all at once (im sure you dont want me to either) so I’ll try to keep it simple!

But for forewarning, I take animation very seriously and can’t help but info dump.

1. Your animation isnt going to work immediately. it’s going to be awful. accept that and move on.

2. Don’t give up when your animation doesn’t work!!! i swear ive seen people try to animate for their very first time with like a walk cycle and immediately after the first test shoot they played they just dropped it and i was like honey!! honey no you made half of a single step and didnt in-between it. You aren’t done, thats why it looks bad! You don’t say a drawing sucks and throw it out halfway through drawing a single eye, you draw the rest of the face and see how it looks in the end. that’s how you have to look at making animation.

3. It’s a lot more work than you think it’s going to be. animation runs at 24 frames per second, that’s 24 drawings a second. some people do it 12 drawings or even 8 drawings a second, but no matter what it’s a lot of dang drawings.

4. Rough drawing rough drawing ROUGH DRAWING! when you start animating things, don’t even THINK about detail! for example, if you want to animate someone walking, animate a circle for the head and a rectangle for their body, that’s all the detail you need to start with. once that is COMPLETELY and i mean completely entirely animated to a point where you are satisfied, THEN you can start to add detail.

5. References!!!! they’re everywhere! and you need to use them! if you want to animate a bird flying, you either look out your window, find a video on youtube, or get a diagram but don’t just try to guess or it won’t work, i promise you

6. Try as many different methods as you can! everyone animates differently. maybe my advice won’t apply to you at all, these things are just what works for me! I have friends who animate from the roughest of rough drawings and others who start every drawing completely detailed. some friends animate from major pose to major pose and others animate frame by frame.

7. HAVE FUN! if you aren’t having a fun time animating, then what are you doing? Ask yourself this question and then figure out what you need to do to MAKE it fun! It makes the work better for everyone in the end!

Now get ready for a link dump!

other animation advice from yours truly! which will be somewhat repetitive

12 principles of animation

living lines library: archive of old animation tests for many movies

really good animation books (links to amazon)

animation programs

if you have any other questions, feel free to ask! some things here might sound like nonsense to someone with no prior animation knowledge and I will GLADLY explain in better detail

Before It’s Too Late (part 10)

Summary: Bucky starts dating a girl from his History of Art class. The only problem: you’re in love with him. College AU.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: lil bit of this, lil bit of that

A/N: I remember back in 5th grade I got an A+ on a paper I wrote about how fun it was to collect rocks lmao.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Steve spat at his childhood best friend.

It had been three days since you had confessed your love for Bucky and he was now telling Sam and Steve about it.

“Right? I mean how could she do that to me? How could she put me in such a situation where-”

“No, Bucky,” Steve cut him off. “How stupid are you? I mean honestly, Buck, how fucking idiotic do you have to be to blame Y/N for – well, for having feelings for you.”

Bucky scoffed. “Steve, it’s fucked up.”

“How so?”

“That’s what I’d like to know.” Sam agrees as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“It’s fucked up because I have a girlfriend-”

“Yeah we know that already.” Sam spat.

Bucky shot his friend a mean look before continuing. “-and she knows that. Now I’m in an awkward position.”

“Awkward position?” Steve repeats and the long haired brunette nods.

“Yeah. She’s in love with me but I’m in a relationship. Awkward position. I don’t know what to do.”

Sam scoffs. “Here’s a suggestion; get your head out of your ass and accept the fact that you feel the same towards Y/N.”

“But I don’t.”


“You know, you don’t have to listen to what I’m saying.” Bucky huffed.

“You’re right, I don’t.” Sam stood up from the couch. “It’s bullshit anyways.”

The blonde and brunette watched as Sam walked over to the door with intentions to leave but was stopped when he opened the door to a fuming Natasha. Sam opened his mouth to greet the red head but was cut off by her pushing him out of the way.

She stormed over to Bucky, standing in front of him as he sat on the couch.

“Hey Nat, What’s u-”

He was cut off when her hand made contact with his cheek. Hard. The brunette cups his cheek, mouth gaped and he looked up at the red head in bewilderment.

“What the fuck did you do to Y/N?!” she shouts, becoming angrier just by looking at Bucky.

“W-What do you mean? I-”

“Don’t give me that bullshit, Barnes! She’s been locked up in her room for three fucking days. She hasn’t been going to her classes, I don’t even know if she’s been eating or staying hydrated!” she exclaimed.

“How do you know it’s me who’s done something? For all you know it could be someone else!” Bucky replied.

“Because, you inconsiderate piece of dog shit, Wanda and I went into her room at check up on her and when we asked what was wrong the only thing she said was your name before she started crying so I ask again; what the fuck did you do to Y/N.” it wasn’t a question. It was more of ‘tell me or else I’ll murder you’. He didn’t have a choice.

Bucky gulped. “I… well I… it’s kind of-”

“He rejected Y/N.” Sam says for him. “But that’s not all. It wasn’t just a ‘oh I’m sorry, I don’t feel the same way, I have a girlfriend’ he made her feel like shit. He yelled at her for having feelings for him, made her cry and didn’t bother to stop until, of course Kristen came.”

Bucky looked at Natasha whose eyes were shooting daggers into him. He genuinely feared for his life, even more so when she lunged at him but was pulled back by Steve.

“I’m going to fucking kill you!” she shouted as she struggled to get free. “I can’t fucking believe you, Bucky! She tells you how she feels about you and then you pull some bullshit like this!”

“Woah, woah, woah, how about we talk about the fact that you all knew she was in love with me yet none of you guys even bothered to tell me?!” he looked around at his friends.

“Because it wasn’t for us to tell! It was how she felt, not how we felt! She had to be the one to tell you!” the red head replied.

“Well why the hell did she wait five fucking years?!” Bucky yelled as he stood up. “Why’d she wait till I was in a relationship?!”

“Because she was scared!” Natasha gave up and let Steve hold her back. She let out a huff and fixed her hair that had landed in her face. “I told her to tell you how she felt before it was too late. It was eating her up, Bucky. I couldn’t stand there and watch my best friend slowly get her heart broken but seeing her like this, right now at this moment,” she shakes her head. “it breaks my heart. You’ve completely broken her, Bucky.”

She breaks free from Steve’s grasp and walks over to the door. Glancing over her shoulder at the brunette, she shakes her head again. “A simple ‘I don’t feel the same way, I’m sorry’ would have sufficed.”

And she was gone.

It was quiet. Sam and Steve watched Bucky who was looking down at the floor, walking around the living room.

“Buck.” Steve said softly.

Bucky reached out and grabbed a vase that they had bought for decoration and smashed it on the floor, startling both Steve and Sam.

“God damnit!” he yelled. “God fucking d-” he stopped mid-sentence to knock over the little coffee table, kicking it until it was ruined.

“Bucky, calm down.” Steve says, walking over to his friend who swung around.

“Look what I did, Steve. Look. I ruined Y/N – I ruined my relationship with her! Why? Because I’m a fucking asshole who can’t admit the god damn truth!”

“What do you mean you can’t admit the truth? What truth?” he questioned.

Bucky scoffed. “Oh, as if you guys didn’t know.” He rolled his eyes. “I like Y/N.”

“Wait,” Sam jumps over the couch to join Steve and Bucky. “So you’re telling me that you rejected Y/N, yelled at her for having feelings for you but you feel the same way towards her?”

“Yeah.” He nods. “It’s stupid, I know but throughout the years of knowing her I learned what her type was. Every time she would say someone was cute, they would fit right into her type of guys that she likes. Even past guys she’s liked all into the type of guys she likes.”

“What type of guys does she like?” Steve pressed on.

“She likes preppy, high-classed guys. Guys who gel their hair and keep it nice, guys who probably go golfing and wear polos. That’s the kind of guy she likes and do you think I fall under that? Hell no. I’m nowhere close to that so why even try?” he plops down on the couch and rubs his face with his hands. “When I kissed her on New Year’s it was the best fucking kiss I’ve ever had. I’d kiss her over and over again if I could. I thought she liked it, hell, I did but afterwards she said nothing. Just stared at me. The car ride home, nothing. Not even a goodnight when we went to sleep. She laid on the opposite side of her bed just to get away from me.

“I tried getting over her. All those girls I’ve went on dates with never even compared to Y/N but I knew I had to get over her. That’s when I met Kristen and she was pretty cool. I like her. But that’s it.” Bucky sighed and looked up at Sam and Steve. “That day in the hallway, when she told me she was in love with me, it was all I’ve ever wanted to hear. But it irritated me because why wait so damn long? Why wait until I’m getting over her to tell me how she felt? I get it, she was scared, I understand that but just… why?”

There was a pause before he sighed. “For a split second I thought Vis told her that I was in love with her and she was just saying all of that, just playing with my emotions which was why I acted so mean.”

“Wait, Vis knew?” Steve questioned and Bucky nodded. “How the hell did he know but I didn’t?”

“It’s not something I was broadcasting to the world, Steve.” He rolled his eyes. “Vis came over to hang out but I was finishing up my art project and he found my sketch book – well he didn’t find it, it was just laying on my bed – anyways he looked through my sketch book and I have… a lot of drawings of Y/N and some other sappy things. I guess it’s like my diary except I don’t express my feelings through words, I express them through drawings.”

Sam and Steve nod before Bucky continued.

“I wanted to throw myself into Y/N’s arms, to hold her and kiss her but I couldn’t. Especially when Kristen came. I had forgotten she was coming over.” The brunette sighs. “I fucked up, didn’t I?”

“Big time, my friend.” Sam pats his shoulder.

“What should I do? I have to talk to her. I have to make things right, to tell her that-that I feel the same way. She needs to know-”

“Slow your roll, Bucky.” Steve says. “Give her some time. And don’t forget that you need to talk to Kristen first. She deserves to know what’s happening… also you don’t want to go over to Y/N’s right now, I’m sure Natasha’s still pissed and Wanda will definitely be pissed. You won’t make it out alive.”

Bucky sits back on the couch and sighs. “You’re right, you’re right. I’ll go talk to Kristen tomorrow.”

It had now been day five since you confessed your love for Bucky and today was your first time back in class. The day had went by smoothly and you were in your last class of the day which just so happened to be your creative writing class. The class had ended and you took your time packing up. When you looked around, everyone had left and it was now just you and your professor.

You walked over to her desk and she greeted you with a warm smile. “What can I do for you miss Y/L/N?”

“I actually wanted to talk to you about my last paper. Y’know, the one where we had to write about the time we felt the most pain in our lives?” you say and your professor nods.

“Ah, yes. It wasn’t your best work.” She frowned.

“I know which was why I came to ask you if there was a possibility that I could rewrite it. I know it’s a long shot but I know I could do so much better.”

Your professor thinks it over before nodding. “I’ll let you rewrite it but only because I know you can do better. Your writing is amazing. That and I let a few other students rewrite theirs.”

You smile. “Thank you so much.”

“Not a problem.” She responds. “Turn it in by Friday.”

With a nod and another thank you, you leave the classroom and make your way to your car.

As you arrived at your apartment building, you looked around for Bucky’s car. You didn’t want to bump into him. You hadn’t seen him for 5 days, he had been ignoring you but it was probably for the better. You wouldn’t be able to be in the same room with him without crying.

You make it into your apartment without running into anyone and see Natasha and Wanda sitting on the couch. They turn their heads to you and you flash them a smile, although it wasn’t a big one.

“Hey guys.” You greet. “What’re you guys doing home?”

“I don’t have softball practice today.” Wanda says.

“Yeah and I just have nothing to do.” Nat shrugged.

“You’re not hanging out with Bruce today?” you questioned, locking up the door.

“Nah, he’s out with Tony and Steve.” She responds. You nod your head slowly all while Natasha and Wanda watched you like and eagle watching its prey.

“How are you feeling?” Natasha asks.

“Uh… good – better than yesterday so we’re getting somewhere.” you smile.

“That’s good.” She nods.

The three of you stare at each other before you clear your throat. “Well I’m gonna go in my room now.”

“No, stay out here and watch a movie with us!” Wanda exclaimed and Nat nods her head in agreement.

“Maybe later. I have to rewrite something for my creative writing class. It won’t take long, I promise.” You say.

“Okay. We’ll let you pick the movie.” Natasha replies.

You nod and disappear into your room. You throw your bag onto your bed before sitting down on your chair and sighing. The last time you sat in this chair was when you were writing for your last paper and Bucky was sitting on your bed just-

“No.” you say. “I’m not going to think about him.”

You turn around and get your notebook and pen out of your bag before setting them on your desk. You take one look at your blank piece paper before starting to write.

What is pain? Pain is that heart-wrenching feeling you get. You know, the one where your heart physically clenches and you feel like you can’t breathe.

I didn’t know what real pain felt like until now. I just thought pain was the feeling you got when you fell and scraped your knee or - in my case - when you fall off your roof and your thigh gets impaled by a shard of glass.

That’s what I thought pain was.

I never thought about the pain you get when you tell the person that you’ve been in love with for five years that you’re in love with them only for them to not feel the same way. It hurts.

Now I know I could give you the short version and be done with this quickly but I’d rather not.

This is about the most pain I’ve ever felt in my life. This is about my first heartbreak.

It all started years ago with my best friend James….



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anonymous asked:

Do you still enjoy drawing Insomnia? Or are you ready for the story to be over?

Ah. This a tricky question for me.


Don’t get me wrong. The comic is fun, and I have it all planned out, and I want to see it through to completion. Also it has grown my art immensely. It has forced me to draw more backgrounds, and to experiment with light and color in ways I had been avoiding for years. Also I’m pretty proud of the story and it holds a place in my heart. I think it has a few good messages in it.

That being said it also extremely time consuming and lately I’ve had less and less time time to work on it. Which has made it a bit more laborious and stressful in recent months. I mean this thing has been in progress since December 2015. That is a long time to be working on something, and to be disciplined and consistent(ish) with moving the story along can be difficult sometimes.  

That also means that I’ve had to dedicate a lot of my available drawing time and art capital to this project, instead of other things which can get a little tiring I guess? When I started it, it was during a two month gap in between jobs so I had all the time back then.

Now though, between keeping a full time job, and having grad school classes this fall, it’s going to be even harder to get pages out if I want to ever have free time again (to keep myself sane).  My job, and my school will have to take priority.

But I do wanna finish because I’ve spent all this time setting up some really cool stuff and we’re getting to the pay out. And because I still really, really like this story and I’m still excited about a lot of parts in it.

But I have noooooo tiiiiiime.


So. Yup. Both.


Thanks for liking my work! And I think this is the right time to show up some SF outlook changes I guess

Actually the main reason I don’t make many Swapfell art is because… I can think of them really “fontcest” way! Like till now when I think about how they would live with each other, all the ideas and scenarios comes out are all very brotherly and, sfw??? Unlike the other bros which I can make at least suggestive thing??? I do want to draw some of the ideas but I guess most of the other brothers and ships have occupied my mind first lmao. Another reason is I still haven’t make up a really firm settings for them, and this makes me not very confident for build up art for them without giving them a fine personality/characteristic first? At least this is my own standard when I do fanworks, I just love to explore some more for the characters.

But hey since you asked, I can still share you some developed headcanons (You can see my general headcanons on them here first):

  • SF Sans still make tacos, but SF Pap’s favorite would be can whipped cream for me. (Since no one sure what kind of stuff he like by the original setting)
  • As a linkage of the Fell brothers, SF Pap is the one who caused the scar on SF Sans’ left eye, but it was SF Sans asked for it when little at first. SF Pap is secretly holding deep guilt over this till now.
  • SF Pap knows how to trick minds very well, like he can pretend to like you very much you won’t even notice that to him you are just like shit. (Of course he has to be willing to pretend first) This is one big advantage for letting him still survive in Snowdin.
  • Both of them cannot leave each other for too long, or they will start act aggressive around. SF Sans will start smashing and destroying things around him and become more and more violent if his brother is still not there with him, meanwhile SF Pap will stop interact with other, even resisting others to get close with him, you are basically fucked if you dared to touch him at the moment.
  • For the above point, this is caused by both of them never leave each other when living under such dangerous environment from young, this led to both them grew very strong dependence for each other.
  • SF Sans properly hit his bro unintentionally, a lot, like when he is too excited, or too pissed when shouting at him. But SF Pap never stop him for the hitting, not because he masochist (I don’t think he really is one anyway), more like he just spoiled his bro too much he chooses to tolerant this.
  • Is still debating with my morality that whether should let SF Pap into drugs
  • Is still debating with my morality that whether should let SF Pap into prostitution
  • Seriously my morality is constantly fighting myself when get close to SF Pap fucc this bitch what the fucc
  • SF Pap loves his brother a lot.
  • SF Sans lovers his brother a lot, too.

I guess this will be disappointing if you are looking for me doing little cute sexy SF Sans and huge cute obedient SF Pap, I just go to my own preference like what I always do… If you don’t like this version of Swapfell brothers I am so sorr

Wait who the fuck am I kidding why should I be sorry about this fuck everything else like everyday ok.

PS: The original creator of the whole Swapfell concept is kkhoppang! Even though both their tumblr and twitter seems to deactivated, please don’t forget the one who created things you like!

I can’t seem to actually finish a picture beyond sketchy lineart and flat colour, which, I guess works with concept things like this but still

anyway she’s a bit younger here so I gave her a hairstyle that I had around that age, tho, other than the hairstyle and slight body difference I’m apparently not good at showing much age difference in characters when I draw them
I’m also working on a time progression chart thingy

I don’t think when Dany looks at Jon in their love scene she’s aware she could get pregnant again, I don’t think she’s fully convinced yet that it might be possible. When you’re vulnerable you tend to believe every shit statement that’s thrown at you, Dany believed she could never bear a child again for 5-6 seasons. That’s why I don’t think that the thought of getting pregnant is present in Dany’s mind when they’re making love, I think instead she fully realizes that she’s able to love someone again after such a long time. I think it baffles her mind, especially when she couldn’t love Daario and is now questioning everything and still doesn’t quite understand what’s drawing her to him. As it’s been pointed out that it HAD to happen at some point and as for Jon, he was fully convinced that the witch talked shit so he knew that Dany could get pregnant again and I think that was present in his mind and I guess you could say you can see it in his facial expressions as well, but I think the fact that was mostly present was that they fully pledged themselves to each other. I don’t think this was a one time thing of some sort, I really do believe they’re aware and they do want to be with each other in the long run.

deet-doot-diz  asked:

*deep breath* okay so I saw your tag that you are slowly moving away from undertale and I just gotta say, though it may be very selfish, this is such a huge bummer for me because you are legit one of my absolute favorite artists and that's why I've bought all your keychains and the pin and I just am so sad to think I won't ever have a new one to buy from you for that fandom because you are so talented and great and your style is amazing and recognizeable and fuck shit damn I'm just gonna miss it

ohno u read the sneaky sad tag??????? ♥ im so sorry. i’m an ass for announcing it on the anniversary but i thought it was time. hey i still might make some new UT-related art/fanmerch, but it’s not my focus anymore. there’s too much AU stuff now and i’m not into them. i used to love sharing art from others and helping them get noticed, but i’ve been having trouble finding work that i like now. i guess it’s also the fact that im moving and starting a new job, so i won’t have time to always be drawing (only at work, for work things). but im ok with this, im at peace with undertale.

thank you !!!!! :)

Royals pt1

Reader x Jimin

Genre: Fluff, maybe some angst? 

Anonymous said: “Could you write a Jimin x reader story where Jimin is royalty?”

Short synopsis: All you want is to protect him, all he wants is freedom. After disguising yourself as a boy to join the royal guard, the prince might be more of a handful than you could have ever imagined.

Disclaimer: This takes place in a land far, far away. You know, like Shrek, but I promise Jimin isn’t going to turn into an ogre. Nothing that happens is remotely historically accurate, because it does not take place in the past. 

You would never forget the first time you saw him. He was standing on a balcony that overlooked the courtyard with his father, the king. Even then, he held his head high, the way a prince should.

It was his eyes that first struck you. The way he looked out at the crowds of people, his people, without fear or hesitation. 

He had just recovered after being at deaths door for over a month, and he still looked slightly ill. His cheeks were hollow and his lips pale, and you thought how miserable he must be standing in the cold winter air after such an ordeal. 

Your family, along with hundreds of others, was there to show your respect. Not even a week ago, there were rumors that he wouldn’t make it through the night. The kingdom had gathered together, hoping for a miracle but expecting to hear the worst.

“Poor boy.” An elderly women said to your mother as the people cheered, the miraculous recovery of the prince a relief to all. “They say it was poison. Which means it must have been someone close, to get past the food tasters and all…”

“Must be such a lonely life.” Your mother had sighed. “Never knowing who to trust, or who’s close because they care and who just wants your power.”

You felt a pang of sympathy for the young prince as the two spoke. It sounded like a lonely life indeed. 

“I heard they’re investigating the royal guard. Such a shame when even the people who are supposed to protect you may not be loyal.”

“I’ll protect him.” You chimed in. In your mind, everyone deserved to be surrounded by people who would look out for them, and if no one else could be trusted to, you would do it yourself. “I’ll join the royal guard and keep him safe.”

“What a sweet girl.” The elderly women said with a smile, patting your head. “Maybe one day they’ll change the laws and you can.”

You were only vaguely aware of light trickling in through the thinly veiled window when you woke up, your mind still groggy from sleep. It was the same dream you had increasingly often. It was funny, you thought, how a memory from the age of 7 could shape someone’s life as drastically as it had yours. 

it was later than you had meant to get going, but it only took you a few minutes to slip on your boots and comb your hair. You had slept in your clothes the night before, too tired to change after the long ride. All you could do was hope your shirt wasn’t too terribly wrinkled. 

Your sword swung slightly from your hip as you made your way down the inn’s stairs, having no time for breakfast.

“Good luck, boy.” The innkeeper called after you as you made your way toward the door. 

“Thanks. I’ll need it.” You called over your shoulder. 

You still couldn’t believe how close you were to achieving what you had been working towards for years. With any luck, you would pass the final test the next day and become part of the royal guard. You had the skill, you knew you did; as long as no one guessed that you weren’t actually a boy, everything would be fine.

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