Can you give me like a couple examples of hands Your so good at it and I can't believe how well and cute your art style is
examples of my hands or any hands?
I love drawing hands a lot so I’m happy u appreciate em thank you!!! u arelly sweet if you want to see more examples of hands, specifically the ones I take inspo from, the doukyuusei movie is my biggest reference, even if you’re not into BoysLove stuff, you should check it just for the hands, they’re enchanting
also the music videos of Interstella 5555 has rlly goood hands :3
ya just gotta understand their basic anatomy and also let your own hand get loose for this (And art in general rlly)
More Watertribe Lance Also avatar Lance this time because we talked about this with friends and we are lance trash we wondered what kind of pet Lance would have if he was the avatar… Like Aang has Appa and Korra has Naga.
And we ended up with a Peacock-Lion because it just suits him perfectly
(also it was supposed to be Keith’s pet -bc yeah it’s definitely more a firenation-ish beast- but things happened ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) i’ll write headcanons someday lmao)
“You could slowly start to resume normal physical activity.”
“Hey. Hey, Danny. You awake?”
Head nestled into his pillow, Danny is much too snoozy and satisfied to answer. He’s just drifting off when familiar hands land on his back, fingers poking in a quest for attention. With a grunt, he gives in and blinks his eyes open. “What, babe? What, what?”
Steve looks delicious, all rumpled, his hair a mess and a goofy smile on his face. “I’m really grateful that you asked.”
#32: “I think I’m in love with you and I’m
“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.” Yuri
blurted the words out before he could even process them. He hadn’t meant to
tell Otabek, not yet. Not today, anyway. Yuri clasped a hand against his mouth
as his eyes widened, unsure of what to do.
Otabek sat across the table from him. They were out on a
not-date because Yuri obviously hadn’t deliberately chosen his outfit to be cat
print free in order to seem cool to Otabek while they were out in St. Petersburg
for Yuri’s birthday. It definitely wasn’t a date. It’s not like Otabek was
wearing a nice cardigan and it wasn’t as if Otabek had flown all the way here
so that he could spend time with Yuri for his birthday. It was one of the
sweetest things someone had ever done for Yuri. And of course, it didn’t help
the Russian’s growing feelings for the older teen.
Yuri wasn’t sure when he had started having… feelings for Otabek. It just kind of happened, as such things tend to do. All
he knew was that somehow and somewhere in the past couple of months of daily
video chats or phone calls, and of course the constant texting, Yuri fell. And
boy, did he fall hard. Suddenly, he couldn’t get the sound of the Kazakh boy’s
voice out of his head. Every time he closed his eyes, He saw Beka as if he was permanently
burned into his eyes.
It wasn’t easy to figure out what was going on. Yuri’s heart
kept skipping beats and he felt short of breath. Not to mention, he was
distracted at practice. It wasn’t until Yuuri had pulled him aside to talk with
him after practice one day that Yuri started to put the puzzle pieces together.
He was falling in love.
This couldn’t be happening to him, could it? No, it wasn’t
happening. It was just a silly crush because Otabek was a couple years older
than him and was super cool and was really attractive-
It was happening, and there was nothing that Yuri could do
to stop it or fix it. Except for maybe tell the Kazakh teen, but that was too
complicated. Then he had to worry about getting rejected entirely and left friendless
once more, or worse. Yuri could get friendzoned and have to deal with all sorts
of unrequited feelings. That would be
“-ra? Yura, are you okay? You haven’t moved or said anything
in two minutes.” Otabek spoke softly, worry creasing his brow.
Yuri blinked rapidly, realizing that he had gone into his
own little world and slowly lowered his hand from his mouth slowly. He nodded
once and mustered up the courage to speak, hoping his voice wouldn’t betray
him. “Yeah, I’m… I’m fine. It’s just, that’s not what I wanted to say.”
Otabek cocked an eyebrow. “So you didn’t mean it?”
“No, no, no! I mean, yes? Ugh…” Yuri stumbled through his
words, trying to recover before Beka thought he was lying to him. “I meant it!
I just wasn’t expecting to tell you right now.”
“Oh.” He said softly, a gentle blush dusting his tanned
“I’m sorry if I made things between us awkward…”
The sound of his actual name rather than a nickname startled
the Russian. Beka almost always called him ‘Yura’, so what changed? What was
“As long as you have feelings for me and I have feelings for
you, things could never be awkward between us.”
“Wait… You? You have feelings for me?” Yuri watched as
Otabek nodded. “Really?”
His fears quickly dissipated as a smile appeared on Otabek’s
face. “I’ve had the biggest crush on you since I saw you in Yakov’s training
camp. I only realized that I was in love with you shortly after your exhibition
Yuri blushed. “And you’ve just been waiting to see if I
returned those feelings this whole time?”
“I’ve known for a while, Yura. You weren’t exactly subtle
about it once you realized that you had feelings for me. You got a lot more
nervous when you talked to me, but it gradually disappeared and we were back to
where we had been before you discovered your feelings. If anything, we started
to actually flirt, though I don’t think either one of us really knew that we
“So what does this mean for… Us?”
“I, for one, like the sound of ‘us’. Why don’t we start
there?” Beka sat back in his chair, seemingly very content at how their
not-date-turned-maybe-date was going.
Yuri beamed. “Okay then.”
“So, are you going to be my boyfriend or not?” he smirked
and it made Yuri melt.
“I think the answer to that is obvious, Beka. Of course I’ll
be your boyfriend.” The younger teen rolled his eyes but had one of the
biggest smiles Otabek had ever seen from him.