wow the colors are so weird in this

I just finished the last drawing for Home.

And it feels so weird? For the past 2.5 years I’ve always had Home drawings to do, and now there are just some minor adjustments left until… *sniffs emotionally* To give you all an idea of what is left, I still need to:

  • Adjust colors/lighting so all drawings look nice next to each other
  • Add details I may have missed (arm hair, moles, etc)
  • Make smaller, transitional blurred drawings/close ups
  • Add white cloud borders to all/upload them to tumblr
  • Write the last few paragraphs, which I’ve saved for last

That said, expect chapter 18 by the last day of June. I have an idea of what day I will post it, but I want to keep it to myself since it makes me anxious when people come to my inbox on the day/the day before and ask where it is, you know? Anyhoo. Thank you all for following! And for all the love <3 You’ve kept my spirits high and my motivation strong when I needed it most.

Love, Julie (TheTypewriterGirl)

anonymous asked:

hey there! I just wanted to swing by and said that i'm so glad i found your blog! you're so nice and uplifting and I always feel nice when I see you on my dash :) Plus the colors that you use in your drawings are absolutely incredible. Whenever anyone asks me where i get inspiration for colors i point them to you and shacklefunk without fail. hope you're having a good night!

Ahahaha, wow !! Being compared to shacklefunk is a Big Thing, so thank you ! I feel a bit weird because I mostly throw colours at random on my sheets, but that’s still very nice :D I hope you have a good day !

Zodiac: Tag Yourself (Edition)

-looks like “fight me” but is actually “love me”
-extremely fucking smart like wut
-doesn’t care about emotions unless it’s their own
-strive for power

-seems chill but is actually savage af
-doesn’t believe in emotions
-would fight you for hurting an animal
-actually has an amazing sleeping schedule???

-emotional mess (they never feel anything the right way)
-probably knows more useless shit than you
-actually really amazing ppl
-doesn’t know what sleep is

-looks like “love me” but is actually “fight me”
-doesn’t know how to deal with emotions so they don’t
-can be extremely selfish
-lives in drama

-very one way thinking mind
-high morals
-doesn’t deny they need constant validation
-constantly naps

-looks like they want to kill you, probably does
-such a fucking nerd
-sleeping schedule so fucked it’s like wow
-has a weird book collection

-always in love with someone
-big time music dork
-over emotional
-probably doesn’t know what’s going on

-tries to be hard core but are low key cry babies
-likes dark colors but has a bright personality
-probably reads more books than you
-just wants to be loved

-ready to disappear at any moment
-has seen every strange movie on Netflix (I mean, EVERY weird movie)
-honestly forgets emotions exist
-just wants a 48 hr nap

-knows they’re better than you
-parties more than you know
-just wants ppl to stop
-will cut you off without blinking an eye

-disappears for a while w/o explanation
-probably cuter than you
-always turnt
-live in a very gray world when it comes to what’s right or wrong

-doesn’t like dealing with responsibility
-likes music more than they like you
-thrives off of attention tho
-refuses to be anyone’s #2

Gay Relationship Starters

“Okay we literally cannot go out wearing the same thing so you’re changing- yes, you”

“It’s not a gay thing to want cats I just want eight okay”

“So when you meet my parents act like you just got off of RuPaul’s drag race”

“Every couple item online is for Ms. and Mr. this is such BULLSHIT”

“Can you imagine being so straight you have to color code your entire family”

“I’m big daddy junior and you’ll be little kitten boy”

“I think our neighbors JUST found out we weren’t brothers, we’ve known them for three years”

“It’s not gay it’s for art- now strip”

“Wow you’re gay, love you too”

“Gabe, or Gae, Gay bae, Gae Bae, wait come back”

“We are lacking in male lingerie so we’re going to start our own damn business for it”

“I think our cats a lesbian, she gets that from you”

“It’s so weird when people call us gay like it’s an insult?? Yeah we’re gay we’re literally gay don’t yell it it’s very obvious that we are GAY”

“Nobody can tell this is a boyfriend sweater because we’re both boyfriends and it PISSES ME OFF”


Kakashi requested by raikis (︶ω︶)

Ain’t no prince waiting for me

Soulmate AU
Pairing: Barry Allen x reader

Summary: In spite of her tattoo, Y/N Y/L/N has given up this soulmate thing. She simply doesn’t believe it, she’s convinced that she’s doomed to never find her true love. But will an unfortunate event change that?

Warning: Eddie’s still alive!! He’s not going to die in my AU either;))

A/N: OK, so I have always wanted to do a soulmate-AU, I simply find the clichés adorable! In this one, the soulmate thing is the partner’s first words the first time they meet each other, but hey! If you liked this, and want m to make another soulmate-imagine, send me your idea! Enjoy:))


“I’m telling you, Blaise, I just don’t believe in it!” Y/N was yet again arguing with her best friend about the idiotic soulmate thing. 
“How can you not believe in it? This is how life works, how God have made it easier for us to find one another!” It was almost pointless to continue. The two had two completely different ideologies. Blaise: the girl who believed in fate, in God, in the stupid tattoos. And then there was Y/N: the one that believed in science, in random happenings and that were convinced she would die alone.

“You will never understand, B, I will never have what you and Hunter have,” this provoked Blaise, how could her almost perfect, best friend think so little of herself?
“Of course you will, your wrist is proof of that, now stop the bullshit talk, Y/N,” her tone short and sharp. 
“But Blaise, I swear I’m cursed or something! My younger siblings have met their partners, my whole family has always found their soulmates at a young age. All of my friends have their partners, heck you and Hunter have a kid, Blaise!”

“You’re not cursed, Y/N,”
“Just look at this Blaise, it’s pure evil, my tattoo says ‘wow’! That can be anyone, it can be a creep, a jackass, it can be any guy on the planet!”
“You need to stop being so pessimistic, Y/N, it doesn’t suit you,” Blaise kept her mouth in a thin line.
“The complex is weird and unnatural,”
“You can’t just say that!”
“Watch me!” Y/N challenged, and shouted at the top of her lungs, which made Blaise just want to disappear. So she dragged her friend through the park.
“Don’t wake Amos, Y/N,” she excused, and their discussion stopped there, the next talking-topic being how Y/N was doing at work.

“It’s so cool,”
“It’s not that cool, Cisco,” Barry chuckled. His friend, teammate, and colleague had not stopped looking at his wrist in awe.
“But it is! I mean, come on! The damsel falling in love with her hero – it’s a classic!” Cisco referred to the words ‘Holy crap, it’s him!’
“You know, it can also just be a girl that doesn’t like me or something, or-“
“Nope, this right here, my man, is a line said in adoration,” Cisco patted Barry’s back, and they went back to their work. 

Y/N sat on the Haydens’ couch as her friend walked around her apartment.
“He gets to bed at-”
“Seven, you know Blaise, I have babysitted Seany before, I know the drill: Dinner’s at 5, so that’s out of the way, if he’s hungry I can give him some fruits, bedtime’s at seven, but it’s no crisis if it gets closer to eight, and there’s food for me in the fridge for me to take whenever I want. I’m not the teenager neighbor you had to book last minute, B,” It was Blaise and Hunter’s date night, and as usual Y/N was there to babysit ‘lil Sean.

“Of course, of course! I’m so sorry, just a bit nervous,” Y/N rolled her eyes at her friend, this was what happened each time, and Blaise would always start excusing herself for not 'trusting you enough’. This time, the difference was that Y/N managed to make that part take less time, and she pushed her almost hyperventilating best friend out the door to her husband.

“…And the Flash saves the day yet again,” Y/N closed her laptop and looked over to the other end of the couch, where the Flash’s biggest fan of the age of 3 laid with a clear view to her feet.
“Kiddo, that was the last article, sorry bud,”
“Have you checked Iris West?” What that still amazed Y/N about Sean, was that in spite of his lack of abilities when it came to naming the alphabet, and counting to fifteen like the other kids, he had this huge interest in The Flash – which made him speak of certain journalists as if he knew them.
“We just read Iris West, Seany, I’m sorry,“

“What does yours say, aunty Y/N?” Sean looked at her wrist, which Y/N huffed at. 'What is it with this world? Why are everyone so eager on those stupid tattoos?’ But she pulled herself together and forced a smile.
"You see, Sean, aunt Y/N isn’t as lucky as all the other ones, her tattoo doesn’t work,”
“It doesn’t?” The little boy looked up at her with big, worried eyes, which by some way made Y/N feel bad for him.
“No, but I’m sure yours work! Mommy’s and daddy’s worked, I’m just a bit less lucky,”

“Do you think the Flash has a tattoo?” Sean asks, which make Y/N laugh – if those words had come out of any other’s mouth, she would have rolled her eyes.
“I believe so, yes,”
“You are very pretty, aunty Y/N,” right there was one of the many reasons Y/N loved Sean. Sure, he wasn’t the best at keeping a conversation – that boy was more distracting than any kid Y/n had ever met. But in the end, Sean was this great, funny, bubbly guy that Y/N loved hanging out with.
“Thank you, that was a very nice thing to say, you’re very handsome as well," 
"What if Flash is your soulmate?” Y/N almost choked, but before she could say anything, Sean continued: “Or maybe Patrick, he’s very cool, he works with the big kids,” exhaling, Y/N was relieved her little random, darling duckling was back.

The all too familiar sound of metal meeting glass rang through the room, and so Barry tried his best at not sinking deep into his chair.
“I would like to make a toast…” It was his beautiful best friend, Iris, and her fiancé Eddie’s engagement party, and even though he couldn’t be more happy for the two, he couldn’t shake off the sad feeling in his heart. His parents, his friends – it even seemed like the little kids that were running around had found their partners for life. Barry couldn’t take one step anywhere, without being reminded that he hadn’t found his soulmate yet. 

“You know, I met my mate at the age of 13,” the drunk next to Barry stated.
“I heard the most regular age to meet is between 9 and 23,” Was it Eddie’s cousin that said that?
“How 'bout you, Terry? Found the love of your life yet?” 'How did I even end up here?’ Barry smiled at the old man.
“No, but I-”
“Gary! His name is Gary, grandpa!" 
"I’ll just go and find Iris,” Barry enlightened to the little party, and then left to do just so.

“Barry! Hey, I haven’t seen you at all tonight!” Iris had clearly gotten a few glasses, but when she saw right through the fake smile of Barry Allen, her tipsy state disappeared right away. 
“Uhm, babe, I’ll just go get more ice,” once Eddie had given his wife-to-be a kiss in acknowledgment, the two best friends found their way to the porch.

Iris had a feeling what had caused barry’s light frown but had let him talk out about it anyway. 
“Barry, you’re going to be fine. Look, I’m sure your girl’s just right around the corner, whomever up there would be a real ass if she’s not,” her last comment made Barry smile.
“Yeah, of course,” he nodded, regretting that he’d taken his best friend out of her own engagement party.

It wasn’t an everyday thing for Y/N Y/L/N to go to Tiffany’s to eat her breakfast. Thing is, she always had a wish to do so – let her inner Audrey Hepburn shine. So today, she could happily cross it off her bucket list. What she hadn’t thought of though, was Central City being a slightly criminal city, with many jewelry-loving evil metahumans. So in her little black dress, matching gloves, big dark sunglasses and pearl necklace, Y/N witnessed the first robbery in her life. It will be fine, Y/N. What’s the odds of anyone coming and ripping off your grandmother’s pearls in the middle of the streets? Oh God, what have I ever done to deserve this?’ Y/N thought of her earlier words to herself, almost shaking by the thought of the scene she frightened happening.

She waited for the alarm that never came and looked around herself. One babysitter strolling with a toddler, a man in a suit, and herself – that meant two witnesses if anything happened. When the nanny and the businessman soon disappeared, Y/N decided to try her breakfast at Tiffany’s another time. 'Time to use those ninja-skills you brag about to Sean,’
“Oh hello,” A not-too-friendly voice spoke up behind her. 'Oh merde,' 

Deciding to pretend she hadn’t heard him, Y/N sped up her pace, walking as fast as a girl in heels could. Suddenly she felt her necklace get pulled backward so hard she got troubles breathing, making her whole body follow.
“That’s some lovely piece of woman your jewelry got there,” that must have been the lamest, creepiest pick-up line Y/N had ever heard. With no one in sight, she tried her best to distract his attention away from robbing her. But instead of saying: “The pearls were my grandmothers”, whimpers escaped her lips.
“Flash,” the meta behind her seemed both tense and annoyed. If she could, Y/N would have breathed out in relief, but that being difficult, she tried her best just breathing normally.

Usually, when Barry went into Flash-mode, he didn’t notice the ones around him that weren’t in danger. His eyes were on the metas, and the metas only, so when he was done defeating the telekinesis, had sped him off to the old particle accelerator, his next task was at hand: Double check on the wounded. Though when he did came back, there weren’t many people at the crime-scene.
“Wow…” Barry said quietly, taking in the rich girl’s appearance. Her hair was sat up in a weird, kind of snobbish way, but that suited her in a way. And her lips! Her beautiful, pink lips, parted a bit because of the shock probably. Unfortunately, he couldn’t see the color of her, most likely, stunning eyes. The pearls were placed against her collarbones perfectly, and along with the black dress she looked very put together: Very higher-class: Very not the kind of people Barry hung out with – or were in his league.

At that same time, Y/N had just thawed from her frozen state: It was actually the Flash. He was in front of her. And before she could stop herself, the words spilled form her lips:
“Holy shit it’s him,” All she could think about was the face behind the mask. Would his smile match the warm, green and kind eyes? Would his personality do as well? Would he be a stuck up jerk, or the nicest guy possible? She wanted to see him, the real hero under the suit. Though just when she saw a blurred picture of him opening his mouth, Y/N lost control of her now numb body, and passed out.

“Now that’s one fine looking lady you got there, Bar,” Joe said, looking over to the other room at the rich girl. 
“Pretty good catch if she’s not a monster,” Cisco sucked on his lollypop while following Joe’s gaze. She’d been unconscious for about an hour, and Barry still hadn’t moved his attention from the sleeping beauty.
“Yeah…” He had answered, hoping for just that.

Y/N had found out, the hard way, that it was a terrible thing to pass out. Not only the uncomfortable feeling of not being able to see for seconds before she lost it, but also losing control of her legs. When she heard unfamiliar voices around her, Y/N decided it was for the best not to open her eyes completely just yet.
“Pretty good catch if she’s not a monster,” 'Oh dear God. I’m in my Holly-costume,“
"Yeah…” 'This honestly can’t get worse’Y/N kept thinking about the endless choices of near futures she had. Her rescuers could be kidnappers. The kidnappers could jury her in many ways, and considering her choice of outfit, robbery didn’t seem impossible. 'Oh please God almighty, please say they’re not rapists!’
"Hey, is it normal for unconscious people to have nightmares?” 'Crap, Blaise was right, I really need to work on my poker face! God dammit Y/N!’ Deciding her little act didn’t hold, Y/N opened her eyes, the first thing she saw being a wrist with black ink.

“Wow…” That was the second time that day. Barry just couldn’t stop himself, her eyes… They were the absolute perfect shade of Y/E/C. 
“Shit,” the stranger girl’s words were almost impossible to catch, but Barry did, and saw her eyes glued on his tattoo. His eyebrows furrowed, what was she doing? But once their eyes locked for what had to be the third time that day, he understood.
“It’s you,” he stated. His soulmate nodded.
“I’m Y/N, Y/N Y/L/N,” She whispered, still looking deep into his eyes.
“Barry Allen,” at that he closed the gap. They kissed. Her on the bed, and him hovering over her. It didn’t take may minutes before Cisco made a big deal out of it.
“I told you, man!” He outed right after a wolf whistle. And the happy couple smiled. They had finally found each other. After all that time.


A/N: The hard part of writing such clichés as a soulmate imagine, is that it’s almost impossible to write good! SO I hope the cuteness (hopefully there’s some cuteness in here…) made up for the bad writing and crappy ending:))

The One Surprising Thing Top Models Have in Common

Ten years ago, Kloss booked her very first campaign with Olivier Theyskens, then a rising young star who was transforming the house of Nina Ricci. “Mario Sorrenti was shooting, and I had these big, crazy shoes on and was dancing like I was a ballerina,” she recalls. “They thought I was some tall, skinny girl from the Midwest, so I don’t think they were expecting me to do all these weird, cool shapes. But they were clapping by the end.” And she remains loyal to Theyskens, who after turns at Ricci and Theory is launching a signature collection this spring. “I love working with new designers,” says Kloss. “There’s a lot of pressure - you have to be really responsible if you’re going after a big job and at the same time still be able to dream and not color inside the lines.” Her own style walks a similarly fine line between the restraint of classic silhouettes and the wow factor of playful accessories. “I’m obviously enormously tall,” she says, “so I like keeping a casual look but edging it up in certain ways.”

(Kloss wears Olivier Theyskens dress, blouse, and sandals; Jennifer Fisher earrings; Cartier ring) (x)

running man filming in prague

ok dudes buckle up i’m gonna tell u a story of how luhan almost hit me in the face with some floury mess of a ball. so today there was running man filming in prague, the slavia stadium. it was a mess cause my manager forgot to ensure a ticket for me and stuff but we met up w his chinese exchange student friends and one of them didnt have a ticket either and since we both wanted to get in, she talked to some chinese organizator dude and voila they had some free spots so we got in. we spent like half an hour waiting for them to take away our phones, then we had some catering and got shirts and balloon sticks?? at which point they divided us into the “chinese” and “czech” team which is not accurate because they just put all asian ppl in the chinese team and all non-asian ppl in the czech team. the czech team got blue shirts, chinese team got red shirts and they sat us down in the stadium in the middle of the field where the game equipment had been built. it took like an hour before filming started because they kept filming us cheering (with instructions).

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“Haha wow i hope my new followers don’t expect me to make more art anytime soon i’m slow af and have 0 motivation to draw anything at all haha. ha. haaaAA ok alright i’ll draw some more-”

-my thought process while doodling this. :D Have another Vaati!

back to my semi-art hiatus

Also i thought his clothes looked kinda boring so i doodles a pattern on them and? I really liked it so i wanted to share it with y’all! c:


“Its always about me……”

Wow, Jack, that’s rude…


Prequel Star Wars baes<3 <3 <3

Quick WIP test run sketches. I struggle so much with bearded men, i’m so sorry Obi and Qui ;A; But at the same time, this feels oddly surreal, I absolutely COULD NOT draw people when last time I was in the SW fandom…


– i hate this stupid fashion show. i feel like the incredible hulk up there next to a bunch of pretty little barbie dolls. boys don’t look at me the same way they look at kaylie or lauren. and i would just rather not sell tickets to it, okay?
– payson, you are a strong, graceful young woman. and boys do notice you.
– you’re my mom. you’re supposed to say that.
– i see it here at the gym. i just think you don’t notice them.
– sasha said i need to marry my beauty with my braun. i don’t even know what that means.
– well, have you ever seen those women in other countries who carry their children on their backs, who are farming and building a home and they’re still just incredibly beautiful? some of those cultures celebrate those women like goddesses. what could be more sexy than the combination of strong and feminine?


i need u: japanese || korean 


Just a quick character design for a dragon rider/tamer!! I love her,, So many..,

This was a doodle that I got attached to and colored so the lines are a bit messy and the proportions are a lil weird, but heck I’m v proud of her hair :v

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dodie clark originals | sentence meme.


  • ❛ i feel like a six out of ten. ❜
  • ❛ i gotta get up early tomorrow again. ❜
  • ❛ what goes on behind the words? ❜
  • ❛ can you see the panic inside? ❜
  • ❛ i’m making you uneasy, aren’t i? ❜
  • ❛ i’ll close my mouth, i won’t say a word. ❜
  • ❛ i know that you don’t want me here. ❜

a non love song from nashville.

  • ❛ it’s time to go back to you know where. ❜
  • ❛ stop, no, you’re not allowed to think that. ❜
  • ❛ don’t imagine what could have been. ❜
  • ❛ just a memory now. ❜
  • ❛ you fool, how dare you trust fate! she’s not that kind. ❜
  • ❛ you stepped off the edge but you didn’t check where you’d fall. ❜
  • ❛ and now look at what you’ve done. ❜
  • ❛ this will all just end in flames. ❜
  • ❛ where’s that self control that you preach? ❜

dear happy.

  • ❛ i missed you dearly. ❜
  • ❛ is our time fleeting? ❜
  • ❛ is even meeting a healthy idea, or am i getting too near? ❜
  • ❛ don’t try to fight it. i’m here for tonight. ❜
  • ❛ and i’ll be waiting for you until we meet again. ❜
  • ❛ i know it’s scary, but don’t be wary. ❜
  • ❛ if we don’t have that long, let’s not waste it feeling wrong. ❜
  • ❛ this isn’t the end, i’m your lifelong friend. ❜
  • ❛ sure, it’s been a while, but i’ll be here when you smile. ❜
  • ❛ would you mind staying? ❜
  • ❛ it’s getting late, but i will visit you soon. ❜
  • ❛ so just try to get through. ❜


  • ❛ i wanna pick you up and scoop you out. ❜
  • ❛ i want the secrets your secrets haven’t found. ❜
  • ❛ paint me in trust, i’ll be your best friend. ❜
  • ❛ call me the one, this night just can’t end. ❜
  • ❛ will you share your soul with me? ❜
  • ❛ unzip your skin and let me have a see. ❜
  • ❛ oh, i’m so human. we’re just human. ❜
  • ❛ lean for me, and i’ll fall back. ❜
  • ❛ you’ll fit so nicely, you’ll keep me intact. ❜
  • ❛ i want to give you your grin. ❜
  • ❛ so tell me you can’t bear a room that i’m not in. ❜


  • ❛ you and i, safe from the world. though the world will try. ❜
  • ❛ oh, i’m afraid of the things in my brain. ❜
  • ❛ but we can stay here and laugh away the fear. ❜
  • ❛ you create a rarity of my genuine smiles. ❜
  • ❛ can you drink all my thoughts? cause i can’t stand them. ❜
  • ❛ i’ve pinned each and every hope on you. ❜
  • ❛ i hope that you don’t bleed with me. ❜

one for the road.

  • ❛ well, you moved on ridiculously quick. ❜
  • ❛ so much for hopeless romantic. ❜
  • ❛ don’t get me wrong, i’m happy you found someone else to screw around. ❜
  • ❛ just goes to show, i’m better off without you. ❜
  • ❛ leave me alone, but i’m not alone. ❜
  • ❛ i got friends to help me through. i’d rather be with them than you! ❜
  • ❛ how weird to see your true colors show. ❜
  • ❛ i didn’t think you’d go so low. ❜
  • ❛ don’t you dare think you cause me stress. ❜
  • ❛ i’ll rip our letters, you rip her dress. ❜
  • ❛ remember when we kissed that night, remember when you held me tight. ❜
  • ❛ remember you and me, oh wow. that’s all out the window now. ❜

sick of losing soulmates.

  • ❛ god knows where i would be if you hadn’t found me sitting all alone in the dark. ❜
  • ❛ watch how a cold broken teen will desperately lean on a super glued human of proof. ❜
  • ❛ brave face talk so lightly, hide the truth. ❜
  • ❛ cause i’m sick of losing soulmates, so where do we begin? ❜
  • ❛ cause i’m sick of losing soulmates, won’t be alone again. ❜
  • ❛ i can finally see, you’re as fucked up as me. so how do we win? ❜
  • ❛ we will grow old as friends. i’ve promised that before. ❜
  • ❛ time and hearts will wear us thin, so which path will you take? ❜
  • ❛ cause we both know a break does exactly what it says on the tin. ❜
  • ❛ i won’t take no for an answer. ❜

character moodboard » dante quintana ft. purple

“Dante’s face was a map of the world. A world without any darkness. Wow, a world without darkness. How beautiful was that?”

“Y me pareció que el rostro de Dante era un mapa del mundo. Un mundo sin oscuridad. Vaya, un mundo sin oscuridad. ¿Cuán hermoso era eso?”