I’ve Been Asked To Do A Curly/wavy Hair Tutorial In The Past, So Here’s My Breakdown!

Thoughts?

Guys what do I draw next hELP

@touya-is-dabi ahshahahaha I hope this is ok

also    https://youtu.be/JwNRjYm3YEs this song   was stuck in my head the entire time I drew it

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I don't know how to caption 🤡✌️

“I started out as a writer and a director. I started acting because I wanted to know how to relate to the actors. When people ask me what I do, I don’t really say that I’m an actor, because actors often wait for someone to give them roles.”

Chadwick Boseman + Filmography

ATTENTION ARTISTS: Need help calculating your commission prices?

A tool that I’ve found is really handy is a called the Cash Clock. It’s a simple program that measures both the time that you’re working on a piece as well as how much money you should be earning. You can adjust the hourly wage to whatever you feel is right. Simply start the clock whenever you begin working on a project right up until you’re finished. It can give you a clear indication of what you should charge for commissions.

No artist should make below minimum wage for their artwork.

The Cash Clock is found as a download here. 

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My deviantart

THX

Y/n: The stars are beautiful tonight

Thor: indeed

Y/n: You know who else is beautiful?

Thor(blushing): Who?

Y/n: Loki

Loki(emerging from the bushes): HA! I TOLD YOU BROTHER

seriously like. If you have a little extra money to give, think about things like Wikipedia, public radio, your local PBS station, your town’s public library… this is the most necessary time to protect free and public institutions of knowledge and information. Support them however you can because the way things are going I’m not sure we could get them back if we lost them.

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*b o o p*

I beg your pardon!?

Alternative Inktober Promptlist Collection 2020 Edition

This list is by no means exhaustive, it won’t include anything for specific fandoms, and there will definitely be other ones that I’ve missed. Last year’s promptlist collection can be found [here].

Generally Unthemed: [list 1], [list 2], [list 3], [list 4], [list 5], [list 6], [list 7], [list 8], [list 9], [list 10], [list 11], [list 12], [list 13], [list 14], [list 15], [list 16], [list 17], [list 18], [list 19]

Halloween / Autumnal / Fun Spooky: [list 1], [list 2], [list 3], [list 4], [list 5], [list 6], [ethereal], [ghosts], [list 9], [list 10]

Horror / Disturbing Spooky: [list 1], [list 2], [list 3], [unreality], [list 5], [gore], [halloween with some gorey], [eldritch]

Witchy: [list 1], [list 2], [list 3], [both witchy and spooky lists], [list 5], [list 6], [list 7], [tarot]

Other Magical / Fantasy / Myths: [greek myths], [fantasy quests], [fairytales]

Original Character / Character Design: [list 1], [50 prompts], [randomly generated characters], [robots]. [furry, mostly], [various OC themes], [colour palette based demons], [anthropomorphic characters]

Other: [draw your OTP, 3 lists], [memory], [musical theatre], [1 list with several themed sections], [1 relationships + 1 self lists], [fandom in general], [various aesthetics], [item in environments], [adventures], [wild animals], [objects], [colour palettes]

In and Out

Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x GN! Reader

Third POV

Themes: ANGST

!Warnings!: Death

About: You're fatally shot during a mission and Ghost tries to make your last moments peaceful.

Notes: Some angst for y'alllll. Sorry if this one is a little short but I didn't want to drag this one out too much. Call sign name for you here is Foxy. Enjoy! (If you can). 😈

It hurts..

It hurts so fucking much.

I can’t breathe.

I can’t fucking breathe.

It hurts to breathe, it hurts so much.

“Foxy! Stay with me!”

What? Who was that?

“Foxy!!”

The voice. It sounds..so familiar. Who is it?

“Hmhm..” I whimpered, feeling the pain souring throughout my body.

I could feel someone pressing on my stomach harshly but couldn’t make out who it was.

“Foxy, can you hear me?”

“Yes.” I croaked out, still not being able to see who it was.

There was a bright white light blocking my vision. The sun? I wasn’t sure what it was, but I couldn’t see.

“I..can’t see.”

“Hold on.” The voice told me.

In the next second, I felt a very cold feeling get placed on my forehead and get rubbed down my neck and back up on my face. The more they rubbed it, the more my vision started clearing up. I felt as if I could breathe again, but was met with a strong, stinging pain as I did that. Despite not being able to see, I could hear various voices conversing with each other and some even arguing with each other. But I could not make out what they were saying.

“..fuck.” I croaked.

“Easy there, love.”

That voice. I know it now. Ghost. It’s Ghost. I turned towards my right to find Ghost staring down at me, his dark, brown eyes full of worry, something I have never seen from the Lieutenant.

“L-Lituenant?”

“Bloody fucking Jesus. I thought we lost you.” Ghost said in relief, squeezing my hand.

Wait, he’s holding my hand? Why is he holding my hand? What? I stared down at him holding my hand but I don’t think he noticed that I caught that.

“Ghost-”

“Simon. Call me, Simon.”

Simon Riley is his full name. I knew that already, but the fact that he was giving me permission to call him by his legal name? What is going on? What happened?

“Simon..it hurts.” I groaned, holding my wound.

“I know. I know, Foxy. We got the bleedin’ to stop finally and we are on our way to medical now. You’re going to be okay, Foxy.” Ghost, or Simon, reassured me, still keeping hold of my hand.

“What..” I paused, wincing from my wound, “what happened?’

“Fucking sniper that we didn’t see..I am so sorry, Foxy.” Simon apologized again.

Why was he apologizing so much? I have never seen Simon act like this before. I managed to get a glimpse and..there was blood. A lot of it. It stained through my clothes and was on the ground. There was so much. So much.

“Simon..” I croaked, feeling myself get weaker and weaker.

“What is it, Foxy?”

No. I couldn't ask him of this. It's not my right.

“Foxy, whatever it is, just tell me.”

“Why the mask?” I asked.

I could tell Simon was a bit shocked by my question but his eyes never hindered any annoyance nor irritation.

“It's to hide me face. Have I never told you?”

I shook my head, my memory being fuzzy. My eyes ended up staring into my Lieutenant's eyes. I never realized what pretty eyes he had. Despite never seeing his face, I always thought he was handsome. He was hard on me, but also kind to me, seeing as he and I went through the same thing as we grew up. He understood me.

“Foxy?” Simon calls me.

“Yeah?”

Simon froze for a second as he reached for the bottom of his balaclava. Is he..? No he wouldn't. I'm not that special. Unless.. Simon pulled his balaclava up just enough up to his forehead. My heart began racing as I saw my Lieutenants face for the first time. And by God was he handsome.

“S-Simon.” I struggled to speak, the pain becoming too much.

“What is it?”

“It..hurts.”

Simon then leaned in, his forehead touching mine as I could feel tears running down my face.

“I know, Foxy. I'm sorry.” Simon was apologetic.

It's now or never, Foxy. You better tell him now. You're getting weaker and weaker by the minute.

“S-Simon..I..”

“You wha’?” He frantically asked.

It hurts, it hurts so fucking much. I can barely breathe at this point. Simon held my hand tighter, as if he knew what was going on.

“I…love you.”

Simon's eyes went wide, hearing what I just croaked out. I swear I could see tears forming in his eyes, something else I have never seen before. Simon rubbed my forehead, his touch burning my skin but it comforted me at the same time. He then leaned in and his lips touched my forehead, and remained there for a few seconds. His lips were so soft. So soft. And I never felt butterflies in my stomach before until now. For the first time ever, at this very moment. Simon pulled back, staying close to me.

“I love you too, Foxy. You are a great soldier and fighter. You fought so well.” Simon complimented me.

I felt a warm feeling emit my face. Was I blushing? I couldn't tell, to be honest. My head was so fuzzy and my body was so weak. My eyes wandered down again to my wound but I felt Simon’s fingers grab my chin and make me face him.

“Keep your eyes on me.”

“O..kay.”

It was getting harder and harder to breathe. I felt so tired too. I wanted to shut my eyes, but I knew what would happen if I did.

“Simon.”

“Yes, love?”

Love.

“I'm tired.” I whimpered.

I was never religious, but I was scared. Scared of what could be on the other side.

“I know, Foxy. If you want to, then you can go. I'm right here.” Simon comforted me.

Knowing my Lieutenant was here for me helped me. A little. I just professed my love for him and now here we are. Simon continued to rub my forehead and kept eye contact with me, his brown doe eyes soothing my nerves. He had a scar on his upper lip that suited him. And blonde shaggy hair that wasn't super long but was due for a trim. It's getting harder and hard..

“Foxy?”

“Foxy?”

I suddenly felt a jolt in my spine, as if a shockwave went through my body.

“What, what?” I said, feeling as though I got resurrected but the pain was still there.

“You're okay, love. You're okay.” Simon cooed to me.

I have never heard him be so comforting and kind before, let alone to me. I almost felt like I didn't deserve it.

“Did I?”

“Almost.” Simon answered.

It weirdly felt peaceful, like I was just drifting off to sleep normally. It felt great, but now the pain was back.

“Foxy..” Simon called me once again.

I turned to him, seeing remnants of tears that had fallen down his face before. He then leaned down and his lips were on mine. I kissed back the best I could even though it was hard to move my lips. I didn't understand what was even happening anymore but it felt so good. So good that I could almost ignore the imminent pain in my stomach. After a few seconds, Simon pulled away but kept his forehead on mine.

“You can rest now, Foxy.” Simon struggles to get the words out.

I knew what that meant. But I felt okay.

“Simon..”

My eyes were getting heavy, I can't even move my fingers any-

“I love you..”

It hurt to breathe, I couldn't do it anymore. I choked back saying those words and felt my mind go numb and the bright sun blind my vision to pure white. I felt like I was floating, floating forever and above ground. The pain was gone and I was forever floating.

“Foxy?”

“Oh Foxy…”

…

END

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