Drawing FAQDrawing FAQ4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
EDIT: This is REALLY LONG, so feel free to search for the question you want answered by hitting Ctrl+F to bring up your browser's search function. Any and all insults contained herein are for comedic purposes only (except when I'm addressing excessively stupid people, in which case, they started it. I find ignorance offensive. Even my own). If it helps, I get tired of being cruel about a quarter of the way in, and although I'm still quite sarcastic after that, I'm at least informative. You may have better luck just looking at my tutorials. More pictures, less sarcasm.
My Drawing FAQ AKA The Long-Winded Philosophy Of Pencil Drawings
Q. Can I ask you a quick question?
A. I guess, but make it snappy. I'm pretty busy.
Q. You're just sitting there... and spinning around in your swivel chair.
A. That is not true! I'm also trying to balance a pencil on my lip. Anyway, what may be perceived as staring slack-jawed into space, or gawking at screenc
BrothersCanada had worn short sleeves today. It was the world meeting, and he had finally gotten desperate to be seen. He had left Kujimirou at home, he hadn't wanted any blood to get on the bear's fur, but now he wished he had brought him, if only for a bit of comfort. Even if the bear couldn't remember who he was, at least he saw Canada. Which was more than anyone else did.Brothers3 years ago in Drama More Like This
He could have sworn England had seen the cuts; he had been staring at his wrists. But he didn't say anything, and Canada felt the cold void that seemed to surround him, cutting him away from the rest of the world grow a little larger. Canada fondly remembered the days when his father had seen him, when he would talk to him.
But these days he could disappear from the world entirely, and he probably wouldn't be missed. He could probably have let himself bleed to death in the bathroom last night, and no one would have noticed anything different.
Canada put his feet on the chair, hugging his legs tightly, tears stinging as th
Analyzing the 2ps! ~Prussia~Analyzing the 2ps! ~Prussia~2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Analyzing the 2ps! ~Prussia~
This awesome bastard is my favourite. He's simply awesome. Okay, i fangirled enough on lemons with him (yes, a pervert I am). Now let's start. I'm going to tell you from the start that I don't like yaoi so don't expect anything about yaoi pairings with him. Or any kind of pairing. I like my favourite character single (FFFFFFFREEEEEEEAAAAK!!!! ).
I'm going to start off with his psychological traits. Prussia has, despite being my favourite character, a very arrogant attitude (to me, that's a plus) and also a world-size ego; not to mention his loudness. Therefore, his 2p! counterpart should have a rather respectful and shy attitude, a very low self-esteem and calmness.
You guys know how we, the hetalian fangirls like to believe that all of the guys from the Bad Touch Trio are either perverts, rapists or pedophiles (hell, even I like to believe that), right? Well, sorry to disappoint you, but they are actua
i'm too sick to lovedon't let me goi'm too sick to love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
if you don't know
what to do without me;
if you can't
sleep at night
because you wonder
whose arms i'm in,
and break bones every time
they're not yours:
it means you should
hold on to me.
it seems like
i might just jump
but i always come back to you.
i'm sorry that i'm so stuck.
love is when you answer my call,
to hear your voice
a thousand miles away.
i'm sorry we aren't
i'm sorry i'm
for you to
Broken Heart ..Broken Heart ..3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
ربــمآ لستــ بتلــك الفتــآة الطمــوحهـ ..
لستــ أطمح إلى لمس النجــوم ..
لستــ أطمــح لأن أجري حديثاً مع القــمر ..
لسـتـ أطــمح لأن أصبــح طآآئراً بجنآحيــن ..
Canada X Reader X 2p! Canada ~Chapter 2~Canada X Reader X 2p! Canada ~Chapter 2~3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Matthew paced back and forth in his living room. That hour felt like an eternity, but finally there was a knock at the door. He opened the door and an angry Brit was standing in front of him.
"I don't understand why you wanted me to come over so bloody late, and with my magic at that," he complained while wiping off the snow on his shoulders.
"I-I'm sorry Arthur...." he apologized quietly. Arthur sighed and set down his supplies on a table.
"Don't worry Matthew, I'm just a little crabby from the snow, that's all...so why DO you want to use my magic?" he questioned, raising one of his bushy eyebrows. Matthew let out a sad sigh.
"It's because I want to change....."
"Change? Into a unicorn or something?" Arthur seemed puzzled.
"N-No! That's not what I mean! I want to change my personality....." he mumbled.
"Personality? You don't need my magic for that!" Arthur huffed.
"But I do......[_____] wants me to be tougher but I just.....I just can't..." he sadly stated. Arthur put a hand on his s
I Call It Art.He wants the lights out.I Call It Art.7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He wants the city lights out.
He wants the world to implode in a whimpering ball of light.
Then maybe theyd understand that the searing pain is real. The sense of want. Knowing its out of reach. Knowing it wont happen. Not with a birthday wish. Not with a shooting star. Not with a lucky penny in a wishing well. Hell be like this forever.
Eyes are turning red, bloodshot, sinking deeper. His Meccano skull aches awkwardly, continuing its torture of the person within. Drained lips crack, await the liquid they want but wont receive. He has to remind himself to drink, to eat, to breathe. An unhealthy obsession with being awake; sleeping is a waste of time, he thinks. A shadow of his former self, he sits with a sense of urgency, a need to be busy. He cant just sit. He must be doing something. He needs to be occupied. Fingers scrunch at bed fabric, gripping and releasing in an uneasy rhythm. The uncertainty, the need to belong
Wilted RoseWilted Rose3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She wraps herself in somber lies
Step out of the rain, don't drown my dear.
Consumed by grief and doubt, she cries
She has but nothing left to fear.
She squanders love as it comes her way
Step into the light, don't hide my dear.
With a wistful plea, she begs him to stay
But does her frail heart prove sincere?
She regrets letting him slip though her fingers
Step out of the cold, don't shiver my dear.
On the tip of her tongue, her lost love lingers
The sorrow foretold that they wouldn't cohere.
Streams of scarlet run down her shoulder
Step into the darkness, don't wither my dear.
All she needs is for someone to hold her
Someone to listen as she sheds a tear.
Silence becomes her, as still as the night
Step into the warmth, don't freeze my dear.
To take that plunge off a bridge, she might
Only to bring forth the end that is near.
She carries on her tenuous life
Step away from it all, don't weep my dear.
Cutting her deep like the sharpest knife
This state of apprehension won't disappear.
Substance Abuse[Author's Note: Yes, this has been posted on a different account. If you know that, I truely am scared of you stalkers. While I'm cowering in fear, please enjoy this Waycest. Oh, and if you don't like Gerard and Mikey Way together? Please know your loving insults provide much humor. Seriously, I wrote this for the sake of entertainment.Substance Abuse7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I disclaim this. End of Author's Note.]
I clutch at my brown, paper-like napkin and rip the ends into frayed shreds, staring into his eyes. Theyre hazel brown, but theyre sharp, blunt, and sarcastic. There isnt anything beneath the surface, because hes straight to the point and I love him for it. There isnt any question about what he means or says, because thats how he is. There isnt a deeper level or any riddles or shit. Now that I think of it, hed be a terrible lyricist.
"Suck it up Gerard, and tell me what the hell is wrong with you." He tells me, sipping at his latte, blinking up at me, almost tired. I
LonelyIn a crowded room,Lonely7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But no one hears me screaming,
Hundreds of people surround me,
But I've never felt so alone.
I don't need just anyone,
But god, do I need someone,
Why can I long for people,
But never say a word.
I tell myself I'm stronger than that,
And hate to admit I'm weak,
That I may wake up one day,
To find it is true.
That maybe I do need someone to hear me scream,
And scream with me as loud as they can,
Till our eardrums burst from the sound,
And drown out all my lonliness.
Chlorine BloodTortured souls and withered dreams, smothering fingertips like blankets of ash. Snow fell, so dirty, in those withered hands. But these images, these horror shows on pavement, twist and corrupt your mind like copper bound wrists. You wish you could scratch it out on a blackboard, discover a formula to cut it out. But all you find is the unbearable screeching of trying too hard, of dragging darkened nails across slate. All these days and nights feel like chlorine blood; suffocation on a grand old scale. You wish, just once, to sleep; sleep until your blood runs cold.Chlorine Blood7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I'm Bitchin Awesome! Fem!PrussiaXMale!HungaryI'm Bitchin Awesome! Fem!PrussiaXMale!Hungary3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Prussia, why do you think you're so much better then everyone?!" Hungary yelled at the Prussian woman. Prussia only smirked. That was exactly what she wanted him to ask.
"Vell you see, crapvad..." She started off, "It is simply because...I'M BITCHIN AWESOME!" She shouted. Hungary only looked at her with a look of annoyance.
"And what makes you so damn awesome?" He asked her.
Prussia actually had to stop and think about it. Really...what did make her awesome?
"Mein awesome boobies, mein German beer blood, and mein Gilbird!" She shouted. Hungary sighed. He knew there was no way he could get past Prussia's obnoxiousness...unless...
Prussia's face heated up red as Hungary kissed her cheek. "Yeah, because you're bitchin awesome."
Disturbing the PeaceWomen in corsetsDisturbing the Peace3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
disturb the peace.
1. The Black Rose1. The Black Rose3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Out extended the unwelcome arm,
for my soul to take...
My shadow, with me, trembled,
knowing no way away,
from this inevitable ending of my own.
The pillars of my legs crumbled,
and down I fell...
The arm hesitated,
and to the side tilted the head,
from which came its orders.
Of golden bone was it made,
and its base disappeared
into the caverns its sleeve....
Shying from my sight.
The Robe was black
with a fine woven silk.
I beheld none but black,
and only by will
was any other sight
begotten to my terrified eyes.
Eyes of sapphire gazed down on me,
as my back fell to the ground in terror...
Paralyzed was I in the presence of Death,
But it made no haste against me.
"I am Time, just as history knows me."
He spoke as despondence dove to my ears.
To me did Death speak, as it always had,
but with gentle motion did it cry out...
Yelling to grasp my thought, as it knelt before me.
the leaves beneath it made no cries of pain...
as they were already dead, and decaying.
Again the sapphir
CEO!Canada x Secratary!Reader for PikachuPanda You walked up to your desk and logged on to your computer so you could manage some stupid invoices. You had a love-hate relationship with your job. You hated your job but loved your supervisor. Yes, yes it was completely taboo...you knew that. Which is why you never act upon your feelings.CEO!Canada x Secratary!Reader for PikachuPanda3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Good morning, _____."
Your head snapped up to the face that you were just thinking about. You forced a sweet smile.
"Good morning, Mr. Williams," You replied sweetly.
"Did you get those files I needed?"
You nodded and handed him a stack of files and papers. Then turn back to your c
I'm here for youI'm here for you3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know it hurts for I've felt your pain
You want to give up
and let the enemies erase you
So I'm telling you now
That your life isn't over
There's still a chance to find happiness
and to have a smile
There's many who feel the same as you do
and I'm sure you know that is true
But did you know that I'm one of those people
who wishes they'd disappear?
I plaster a smile on my face around you
and everyone else
But inside it's cold and dark
and taken over by misery
So I'm telling you now
that all my words are true
I want to be the one
you run to when you're scared
I want to be the shoulder to cry on
when your broken down and alone
I'm always there for you with arms opened wide
please don't over look me now
I'll gladly push all my pain far away
if it would help you recover
And if all you need is a hug
then I'll hug you tight and not say a word
All I'm saying is you're not alone
I'm right here for you whenever you need me
I'm your friend
August Lover,I want to wrap myself in your air,August Lover,3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
hold your secrets between my
ribcage-embrace & just
we're never what we think.at least twice a day, i find myself wishing i was less.we're never what we think.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
less of a worrier.
less of a lover.
less of a mess.
all of this would be so much better, if the disconnect between
what i want and what i have would close because then things
would be simple for the first time in years. and i could inhale
without wondering what kind of consequences it will have five
minutes from now. you can only imagine what really goes
through my mind in the time it'll take you to breathe in and
out. now hold it. like i've been holding this thought for months
the girl i was is quickly vanishing.
i've been holding it like a secret on the tip of my tongue afraid of
what the outcome will mean for me but saying it out loud doesn't
dilute the impact it's having on my insides or the way i've been
closing my eyes and trying to pretend it's not true for the better
half of a year because if there is ever one thing that you don't
want to lose it's yourself. but still, i woke up this morning
Sweet MedicationMy medicine love.Sweet Medication3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your lips brush mine,
And I am healed
With the promise of another
DemonsIn the darkDemons9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Demons wait for you,
Watching your every move.
They know your secerts
and your fears.
They wait for the day
you take all the pain away.
You look at the knife
and you feel your throat.
Now you know what they
want u to do.
with one swith move,
you fall into the world of demons.
Hell...O...Hello~ part 7hiiiiiellllloooooo~Hell...O...Hello~ part 710 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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