what is coloured pencils


Soo I watched In A Heartbeat about 15 times in the last few days (and I will eventually try to draw them in my style but their designs were too cute not to try to draw them as they were)

90s kids in unlikely clothing is my aesthetic


I watched the video of @therealjacksepticeye drumming to Chop Suey and I gotta say, aside from being in awe of his talent, I was highly amused at his facial expressions. Sometimes they were a bit intense and then there were moments where you could see the joy shining through. It made me very happy to see him having such a good time. Such a wholesome thing. And, naturally, as a metalhead, I loved the cover \m/

I hope you like this drawing I did of you Jack, and that I managed to capture a bit of Sean in there somewhere. I’m sorry about the teeth (grrr, stupid anatomy). It’s been a while since I drew a portrait in pencil so I’m rusty


If you’ve been wondering what I’ve been up to while I was away, aside from moving and being busy, I’ve been getting back to my traditional roots a little bit~ It’s been really nice! 
Here are some Pucca drawings I did~ I’m pretty proud of how Jing JIng turned out :’-) 
I don’t have a lot of traditional utensils to use, but I make do with what I have :-) Just the ordinary colouring pencils, regular pencils and ballpoint pens!


1. Do you have a Daddy/Mommy/Caregiver?

2. Do you have a favourite stuffie?

3. What’s the name of the first stuffie you got?

4. Who is your favourite Disney Character?

5. Do you have rules from your Daddy/Mommy/Caregiver?

6. What’s your least favourite rule?

7. What’s your favourite cartoon?

8. Do you have a paci?

9. Do you have any cute pets?

10. What’s your favourite colour?

11. Do you have a favourite blankie?

12. What’s your favourite Disney song?

13. What’s your favourite bedtime story?

14. What do you like most about being little?

15. What makes you go into little space?

16. Would you be little 24/7 if you could?

17. Do other people irl know you’re little?

18. What’s your favourite little space snack?

19. Do you have a favourite onesie?

20. What’s your thoughts about diapers?

21. Do you wear diapers?

22. Do you like superheroes?

23. Who is your favourite superhero?

24. What is your little age?

25. What things do you do in little space?

26. When did you know you was a little?

27. If daddies/mommies/caregivers had rules, what would they be?

28. Do you have a bedtime?

29. What’s your favourite thing your daddy/mommy/caregiver does for you in little space?

30. Do you have a little best friend?

31. Do you have any games/apps on your phone for when you’re in little space? What are they called?

32. Do you have a favourite sippy cup?

33. How many sippy cups do you have?

34. Have you ever been to Disney world?

35. Do you like Barbie movies?

36. What’s your favourite animal?

34. Do you have bath toys?

35. What’s your favourite thing about the cglre community?

36. Do you have a plate and cutlery set?

37. Do you have a divided plate?

38. What’s your favourite drink to have in little space?

39. Do you like dinosaurs?

40. What’s your favourite dinosaur?

41. Have you ever been to the zoo with your daddy/mommy/caregiver?

42. Do you dress little in public?

43. Have you ever called your partner daddy/mommy/caregiver in public?

44. What’s your favourite ice cream flavour?

45. What’s your favourite sweeties?

46. Do you like stickers?

47. What’re your favourite sticker?

48. Do you have a favourite colouring book?

49. Do you like to colour in crayons/felt pens or coloured pencils?

50. What advice would you give to new littles in the cglre community?

Everything is black and white until you meet/touch your soulmate AU
  • ‘I’m too distracted by the bright blue sky to notice who just bumped into me’ AU 
  • ‘The florist showed me some red roses and wow is red really so pretty?” AU
  • ‘This taxi driver just opened the door of his taxi for me and wow its a pink car’ AU
  • ‘I’m so sorry I bumped into you but whoa your eyes are a beautiful color, whoa I can see colours now?’ AU
  • ‘Someone sat across from me in the library and suddenly my book has a green cover’ AU
  • ‘The new student at college just handed me a red pencil’ AU
  • ‘My work colleague is telling me what colours look like because I can’t see then but then you just walked in and now I get why they’re describing them like that’ AU
  • ‘Oh great you’ve brought colour into my life. No offence but I don’t want a soulmate’ AU
Punk vs Pastel

A fic for the Carry On Countdown

“I mean, who does he think he is?” Simon hisses through a mouthful of cherry scone.  I look up from my textbook and follow Simon’s gaze to where Baz is sitting across the room, facing the other way.

           “I don’t know, Simon,” I sigh, “how dare he have the audacity to wear eyeliner?”


           I roll my eyes and sip my coffee.  Simon had always had an odd obsession with Baz, although perhaps paranoia is closer to the mark.

           “Penny,” he elbows me gently, “what do you think he’s plotting?”

           “Honestly?  Nothing.”

           He turns to me, looking betrayed.  “Baz is always plotting, you know that.”

           “Do I, Simon?” I raise an eyebrow.  “If I had a scone for every time you were convinced he was plotting and it turned out to be nothing, I’d have too many scones to count. Besides, what dastardly plan could he possibly have that involves wearing eyeliner?”

           “It’s to distract me,” he assures me, “to slow down my progress.  To get inside my head.”

           “Si, that happened long ago.”

           He frowns.  “Whatever.  We’ve got to do something.”

           “We?  Oh, no. If you have something against Baz’s style choices, you can deal with it yourself.  I’m not getting involved.”

           “Oh, I’ll deal with it,” he murmurs, almost to himself.  “I’ll give him something to think about.”


The next morning, Simon marches into the dining hall with pastel pink hair and triumph in his smirk. He drops into his seat next to me with a tray full of cherry scones and seems more relaxed than I’ve seen him in a long time.

           “Morning, Penny.”

           “Morning, Simon.”

           “Notice anything different?”


           He shoots me a look.

           “Of course I do,” I relent, “and it looks good.”

           Simon grins.  “It drove Baz mad.”

           “Are you sure?  Baz is sort of in a constant state of mad.”

           “Oh, I’m sure,” he chuckles, “I’ve never seen him look so flustered.”

           “When did you even do this?”

           “Last night.  I got some pink hair dye from Trixie.”

           I choke on my scone.  “You dragged my roommate into this?”

           “It’s no big deal,” he brushes it off, “she has like twenty boxes of the stuff, in all different colours.  She said she would dye my hair anytime.”

           “Hopefully this game won’t last that long,” I mutter.


It does.  It lasts that long.

           Because on Monday, Baz is wearing a black leather jacket with gold studs on the shoulders.  

           And on Tuesday, Simon deviates from his Watford uniform and shows up wearing a knitted sweater in a softer shade of yellow than I would have thought possible.

           I start a series of sketches.  I’ve never been much of an artist, but suddenly my margins are filling up with the latest installments of this fashion war.  I mentally title the series “Punk vs Pastel”.

           Here I’d thought Simon and Baz were already rivals on every possible medium.  Clearly I was wrong.  Those two could make a battle out of a butterfly.

           A week later, after they’ve both had the chance to get out and go shopping, Baz adds ripped black jeans to the ensemble while Simon adds light-wash jeans.  Baz gets combat boots.  Simon gets Converse in a pink that matches his hair, that is until he enlists Trixie’s help again and switches to lilac.  I start using coloured pencils in my drawings.  Because what would this war be without the colours?

           Baz slicks back his hair with gel.

           Simon wears a flower crown of rosebuds.

           Baz gets black lipstick.

           I can only imagine what the two of them living together must be like right now.

           I get my answer the next day, when I find a smudge of that black lipstick on Simon’s chin and a dazed look in his eyes.

           I pretend not to see.

           But I smile to myself.  

           And of course, I add the smudge to my sketch.

Ok, so I was playing around with my sketches earlier, and this happened….


and I had an idea 💡 for a Poldark /Outlander crossover fic (don’t shoot me, Poldark purists)

So that isn’t Jamie on the left, that is William, cos he looks just like his Da right, and after the Revolutionary War, in which he fought on the losing side, while also learning so much about himself and his own history, he returns to England in the mid 1780s, a much better man, at peace with his heritage (he now corresponds regularly with Fraser’s Ridge).

He is ready to start his own family, but unwilling to play the usual marriage mart, having been a witness to a partnership of true equals in Claire and Jamie.

One night he stumbles across one Demelza Carne, who has been thrown out by her father for refusing to marry his choice for her - a man he owes money to, and an old letch. She has spirit and a fiery temper, to match her hair and when William’s carriage almost knocks her down, she lets it loose on him….

Obviously, he is also very like his father, in his preferences for women, and this stubborn redhead immediately intrigues him…


* shrugs unapologetically *

I know, I know…. but what about Ross? I hear you cry..

Look bear with me, but he was such a douche in S2, that I kinda can’t feel sorry for wiping him out of existence…..

*prepares to make a very quick exit, stage left*

Tbh I don’t recall ever taking a picture of this…
Or even drawing it, for that matter.


Here’s my character design for @piligy’s contest!! I know I’m cutting it close, but I was stuck on ideas :/ But I got it done and I hope you like it!!

I’m pretty happy with how they turned out though! I didn’t know which style of mine would be best so I went with all of them haha

Heartbreak Hotel; Young K

Take an aspiring song writer, a rebellious high schooler, a sassy English teacher, a passionate painter and an adventurous tour guide. What’s the same in all of them? They’ve all just had their heart broken.

Heartbreak Hotel is a DAY6 angst one-shot collection with 5 members & 5 songs & 5 stories.

Sungjin | Dowoon | Young K | Wonpil | Jae

III. Young K + Letting Go

Starting with a bit of fluff, then comes the angst and drama. 1751 words long piece with OC & tour guide!Young K. No triggers, just the usual warning for heart-break. ^^

Originally posted by httpsung

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Preston looked thoughtful for a moment. ‘Excuse me, Tiffany,’ he said, ‘but you don’t look well. In fact, no offence meant, you look absolutely dreadful. If you were somebody else and took a look at you, you would say that you were very ill indeed. You don’t look as if you’ve had any sleep.’
‘I had at least an hour’s worth last night. And a nap the day before!’ said Tiffany.
‘Really?’ said Preston, looking stern. ‘And apart from breakfast this morning, when did you last have a proper meal?’
For some reason Tiffany still felt full of light inside. ‘I think I might have had a snack yesterday …’
‘Oh really?’ said Preston. ‘Snacks and naps? That’s not how somebody is supposed to live; it’s how people die!’

For the first time, Preston looked worried. ‘I have done a few bad things in my time, I’m sorry to say.’
Despite her sudden tiredness, Tiffany smiled. ‘What was the worst one?’
‘I once stole a packet of coloured pencils off a market stall.’ He looked at her defiantly, as if expecting her to scream or point the finger of scorn.
Instead, she shook her head and said, ‘How old were you then?’

‘Miss Tiffany, you need a rest, a proper rest in a proper bed. What kind of witch can look after everybody if she’s not sensible enough to look after herself? Quis custodiet ipsos custodes. That means: Who guards the guards, that does,’ Preston went on. ‘So who watches the witches? Who cares for the people who care for the people? Right now, it looks like it needs to be me.’

I Shall Wear Midnight, Terry Pratchett

Okay a lot there, but Preston appreciation. Preston is a good soul.

I know I’ve read this one before but it was a long time ago. Might as well be new at this point for all I remember of it, which is nice.


SiblingTale: During the War

Before and After Photoshopping =3= comparison

Why haven’t I been uploading any art recently?

It’s because of THIS art!

Originally it was just a random sketch of Neve. Then BAM! This appeared. So I spent like a month colouring this QwQ

Of course I ain’t really pleased with the colours because I have limited colour pencils and I kinda rush some parts.

So Ya~

Anywayz here are the Characters:~

•Undyne’s Dad
•Undyne’s Mom
•Unnamed Monster
•Unnamed Human

What is life
but a journey
from coloured pencils
to pens that cannot be erased.
—  Eliot Knight