Vivie.
She’s fun to draw
Vivie.
She’s fun to draw
I'll give you the url for 10 nickels xd
I know its you, I’m serious about legal action.
I’m only 14, youre harassing young people and others because youre hurt?
bitch I’m hurt if anything, but I’m not going out of my way to be a stalker, rude ass, and harass everyone who did me wrong.
fuck yourself and leave me alone.
Cambbell look just back off alright? It won’t help anyone to continue on this path.
goal: tag nine people you want to get to know better! I was tagged by no one, however i am bed bound for the next week, so here goes nothing!
relationship status: single favourite colour: yellow lipstick or chapstick: both last song i listened to: Unlikely Lovers- the 2016 Broadway Revival cast of Falsettos top three shows: Gilmore girls, Big Bang Theory, Downton Abbey top three characters: Anna Bates (DA), Dekka Talent (Gone Series) and Amy Farrah Fowler (TBBT) top four ships: Banna (DA), Shamy (TBBT), Whizzer x Marvin (Falsettos), Will x Mac (Newsroom)
relationship status: single favourite colour: blue lipstick or chapstick: chapstick last song I listened to: The day they come: The Dolls of New Albion top three shows: Battlestar Galactica (reboot), Doctor Who, Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood top three characters: Commander Adama (BG), Samwise Gamgee (LOTR), Ripley (Aliens) top four ships: Edwry (FMAB) Starhawk x Apollo (BG) Fry x Leela (Futurama) Connor x Lee (TNAGTAC)
Tbh I'd totally work for Sai as a writer. Sounds pretty awesome.
Petition for sai to start her own company or artists and writers pls
Seconded.
I third that.
I fourth it!
I 5
(6th!!)
@sai-shou ^these are the folks you’ll want to have join
7th!
10th!! I’m all up for it!!!
11th! C:
12th!
:3
13th because holy fuck yes
14th, Fuck yeah
Simple as that
If you want to commission me or ask for more details, contact me on @liyudraws!
有興趣的話可以聯絡 @liyudraws,我很樂意回答你的問題(♡˙︶˙♡)
So half a month ago, I hit rock bottom and find it extremely difficult to get up. My friend @peir-zone, who’ve taught me everything I know about pts and digital drawing, told me that now is probably the time to stop trying to please people and start thinking for myself (●´ω`●)ゞ
Drawing is something that makes me happy, and I always felt guilty using my parents money for buying stuff I want… so I figured doing commissions would probably make me have more confidence AND give me the chance to buy books and games lololol
That is to say, I am not a professional artist, and have little to no training in art, so I have no idea if the money is acceptable or whether I’m doing things properly :P
I guess we’ll just wait and see _(:3 」∠ )_
IF YOU WANT TO COMMISSION ME, THE ONLY THING I ASK OF YOU IS THAT YOU REALLY DO WANT THEM.
Reblogging this because she is truly a talented artist and deserves as much help and Muns as she can.
It was a normal day for me as I finished up one of my concerts for my world wide tour, this time I had been performing in London. But at the end of the concert I could care less about the cheering fans and the fading background music. I went back stage and did my thing, inviting a few fans in and sirening them but not killing them. I called for some people to take care of the fans telling a simple lie.
“I don’t know what happen… I think they got to excited and overheated and fainted. Oh I can’t belive it. This is all my fault!”
My stage crew tried to console me not knowing it was all an act. I thought: *this same routine is getting old, but gotta keep it up*
After the act and the concert and clean up I was on my way to my hotel all alone. I decided to walk to catch a breath of fresh air. She didn’t think she would get lost! But this was my first world tour and first time being in London and with out my bodyguard because I needed some “space” from all the fame. But then fans started coming towards me begging for pictures and autographs, she couldn’t take it! So I started to run, and I ran until I made a left into an ally and lost them. Took a deep breath to calm down my racing heart thinking: *i really hate being famous, but I need the Damn money* I sighed and looked around but snapped my head around when I heard foot steps coming from the dark end of the ally. I reached for the flap of my satchel where I kept pepper spray ready for anything and called out.
“who’s there?! Show yourself!”
(( to for @the–kaleidoscope))
A figure slowly but without a sound, detached themselves from the shadows. The darkness almost clinging to them, following in the figures wake. It would feel to some like their eyes were playing tricks on the rest of the body yet when the figure stepped out it revealed itself to be a small young adult.
No one else showed themselves and so the woman would be left staring at the petite figure.
She looked no older than twenty and in an odd respect looked similar to a cute little girl. An initial appearance her next actions played into. A few small tears were welling up in here eyes as she looked pleadingly at the figure in front of her. “Please….”
She stammered before slowly getting the rest of her words out. “Please …. Miss…. I’m lost. Could you help me back home?”
@turquoisetanager (I hope my reply is acceptable)
I let out a breath and took my hand away from my bag and closed my eyes annoyed *just a girl, by the looks of it she doesn’t know who I am. Which is a good thing.* I open my eyes back up and gave the young girl a cold blank stare “sorry I can’t help you kid, I’m new here myself and have no idea where I am.” *What do I do… ?* I thought, how in the world was I supposed to help this chick I didn’t even know?! I walked up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder “real sorry but I don’t know what else to tell you other than to tell you to find the police.” I told her a politely as I could but my voice still sounded cold ((awsome response @the–kaleidoscope))
The young woman looked up at the lady then looked around, giving it a few seconds she looked back up at the lady standing in front of her. “You’re very cute, so it’s gonna be a shame to kill you, however, it has to be I’m afraid.”
From her back, she slipped on a gas mask and suddenly a pair of neon green wings sprouted from her back, bathing the corridor in a washed out emerald glow. “I have too, it’s nothing personal but my owners have very high demands.”
I stepped back suprused for only a second before I became pissed
“who the he’ll do you think you are and what game are you playing here?!”
But as I noticed the wings and the mask it all started to click
“your a siren…”
I let my bangs hang over my eyes and I reach into my bag and pull out my mask and place it on my face with a dark smile.
“well I guess it’s time for an AdS kicking because I’m not letting anyone take my life.”
I took my jacket off and let my black and turquoise wings come out and got into fighting postion
“come at me!”
The younger siren stopped in her tracks, her movements halting almost before they began. For a second she just stood there, gazing in wide-eyed amazement at the other siren standing just a few meters away from her. “Oh, my word…… You….. your another Siren???”
Her voice was the same as before, youthful, yet inquisitive. Marvelling at this new thing that had appeared before her.
Her incredulation came from the fact she had never properly seen a siren before besides the rest of her team so this development came as a shock to Joanne.
She slipped off her mask and rushed forward to examine the other Sirens wings and mask, the look of wide-eyed innocence and curiosity playing across her youthful face.
I was in shock how this girl went from wanting to kill me one minute to admiring my wings the next! I’m pushed her away and backed up glaring at her. “what kind of game are you playing at here?! I don’t have time for child’s play! Who sent you here and why and how are you a siren too?! Never mind forget that last question.” I wrapped my wings around me ptotrctively the glow from my kill not long ago making them shine even more beautifully. I did this just in case she tried anything tricky. @the–kaleidoscope
A brief look of hurt passed across the younger sirens face as she was pushed away. After briefly looking curiously at her she advanced again. Her desire to examine the other Siren unchanged, to her the other Siren looked beautiful with the wings around her.
She almost danced around the other Siren, her eyes looking and examining the glowing wings. “I’m Joanne! I’m here on no orders, but own wish to be in the area.”
After a few more seconds of looking she looked up and smiled, “You are quite beautiful.”
🌹- Are you/ do you want to be in love? 🌸- Do you have a crush? 🐝- Tag three friends and your three favorite things about them! 💐- Are you/do you want to get married? 🌺- Do you have a best friend? 🦄- List your three favorite things about yourself! 🥀- Have you ever had your heart broken? 🌻- What is the longest relationship you’ve been in? 🦋- Tag three people you want to get to know better and state why! 🌼- What are you attracted to in people personality-wise? 🌷- What are you attracted to in people physical appearance-wise?
stuff for my sirens
Aeroflorale II - La Machine.
Howl’s Moving Victorian Cast Iron Greenhouse?
I would live there in a flash
So, I felt I would set out how I intend this to work before I get the actual story up and running. So what will happen is that I will write a part which hopefully you will enjoy, then at the end of each part, there will be three options to pick from. You will vote via the comments on which option you would most like to happen. Then after a set period of time is up, the one with the most votes leads on to the next part. This way you the readers will get to decide down which path the story goes.
The story will be set in a 1950s style world which I may or may not mess around with as time goes on. Ethan is taking the place of a film noir pivate detective who is thrust into event seemingly beeyond his control, in a search to find and stop the mysterious and ruthless gang of glasses snatchers. Standing in his way are mafia groups, yakuzas and many more.
It was a normal day for me as I finished up one of my concerts for my world wide tour, this time I had been performing in London. But at the end of the concert I could care less about the cheering fans and the fading background music. I went back stage and did my thing, inviting a few fans in and sirening them but not killing them. I called for some people to take care of the fans telling a simple lie.
“I don’t know what happen… I think they got to excited and overheated and fainted. Oh I can’t belive it. This is all my fault!”
My stage crew tried to console me not knowing it was all an act. I thought: *this same routine is getting old, but gotta keep it up*
After the act and the concert and clean up I was on my way to my hotel all alone. I decided to walk to catch a breath of fresh air. She didn’t think she would get lost! But this was my first world tour and first time being in London and with out my bodyguard because I needed some “space” from all the fame. But then fans started coming towards me begging for pictures and autographs, she couldn’t take it! So I started to run, and I ran until I made a left into an ally and lost them. Took a deep breath to calm down my racing heart thinking: *i really hate being famous, but I need the Damn money* I sighed and looked around but snapped my head around when I heard foot steps coming from the dark end of the ally. I reached for the flap of my satchel where I kept pepper spray ready for anything and called out.
“who’s there?! Show yourself!”
(( to for @the–kaleidoscope))
A figure slowly but without a sound, detached themselves from the shadows. The darkness almost clinging to them, following in the figures wake. It would feel to some like their eyes were playing tricks on the rest of the body yet when the figure stepped out it revealed itself to be a small young adult.
No one else showed themselves and so the woman would be left staring at the petite figure.
She looked no older than twenty and in an odd respect looked similar to a cute little girl. An initial appearance her next actions played into. A few small tears were welling up in here eyes as she looked pleadingly at the figure in front of her. “Please….”
She stammered before slowly getting the rest of her words out. “Please …. Miss…. I’m lost. Could you help me back home?”
@turquoisetanager (I hope my reply is acceptable)
I let out a breath and took my hand away from my bag and closed my eyes annoyed *just a girl, by the looks of it she doesn’t know who I am. Which is a good thing.* I open my eyes back up and gave the young girl a cold blank stare “sorry I can’t help you kid, I’m new here myself and have no idea where I am.” *What do I do… ?* I thought, how in the world was I supposed to help this chick I didn’t even know?! I walked up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder “real sorry but I don’t know what else to tell you other than to tell you to find the police.” I told her a politely as I could but my voice still sounded cold ((awsome response @the–kaleidoscope))
The young woman looked up at the lady then looked around, giving it a few seconds she looked back up at the lady standing in front of her. “You’re very cute, so it’s gonna be a shame to kill you, however, it has to be I’m afraid.”
From her back, she slipped on a gas mask and suddenly a pair of neon green wings sprouted from her back, bathing the corridor in a washed out emerald glow. “I have too, it’s nothing personal but my owners have very high demands.”
I stepped back suprused for only a second before I became pissed
“who the he’ll do you think you are and what game are you playing here?!”
But as I noticed the wings and the mask it all started to click
“your a siren…”
I let my bangs hang over my eyes and I reach into my bag and pull out my mask and place it on my face with a dark smile.
“well I guess it’s time for an AdS kicking because I’m not letting anyone take my life.”
I took my jacket off and let my black and turquoise wings come out and got into fighting postion
“come at me!”
The younger siren stopped in her tracks, her movements halting almost before they began. For a second she just stood there, gazing in wide-eyed amazement at the other siren standing just a few meters away from her. “Oh, my word…… You….. your another Siren???”
Her voice was the same as before, youthful, yet inquisitive. Marvelling at this new thing that had appeared before her.
Her incredulation came from the fact she had never properly seen a siren before besides the rest of her team so this development came as a shock to Joanne.
She slipped off her mask and rushed forward to examine the other Sirens wings and mask, the look of wide-eyed innocence and curiosity playing across her youthful face.
It was a normal day for me as I finished up one of my concerts for my world wide tour, this time I had been performing in London. But at the end of the concert I could care less about the cheering fans and the fading background music. I went back stage and did my thing, inviting a few fans in and sirening them but not killing them. I called for some people to take care of the fans telling a simple lie.
“I don’t know what happen… I think they got to excited and overheated and fainted. Oh I can’t belive it. This is all my fault!”
My stage crew tried to console me not knowing it was all an act. I thought: *this same routine is getting old, but gotta keep it up*
After the act and the concert and clean up I was on my way to my hotel all alone. I decided to walk to catch a breath of fresh air. She didn’t think she would get lost! But this was my first world tour and first time being in London and with out my bodyguard because I needed some “space” from all the fame. But then fans started coming towards me begging for pictures and autographs, she couldn’t take it! So I started to run, and I ran until I made a left into an ally and lost them. Took a deep breath to calm down my racing heart thinking: *i really hate being famous, but I need the Damn money* I sighed and looked around but snapped my head around when I heard foot steps coming from the dark end of the ally. I reached for the flap of my satchel where I kept pepper spray ready for anything and called out.
“who’s there?! Show yourself!”
(( to for @the–kaleidoscope))
A figure slowly but without a sound, detached themselves from the shadows. The darkness almost clinging to them, following in the figures wake. It would feel to some like their eyes were playing tricks on the rest of the body yet when the figure stepped out it revealed itself to be a small young adult.
No one else showed themselves and so the woman would be left staring at the petite figure.
She looked no older than twenty and in an odd respect looked similar to a cute little girl. An initial appearance her next actions played into. A few small tears were welling up in here eyes as she looked pleadingly at the figure in front of her. “Please….”
She stammered before slowly getting the rest of her words out. “Please …. Miss…. I’m lost. Could you help me back home?”
@turquoisetanager (I hope my reply is acceptable)
I let out a breath and took my hand away from my bag and closed my eyes annoyed *just a girl, by the looks of it she doesn’t know who I am. Which is a good thing.* I open my eyes back up and gave the young girl a cold blank stare “sorry I can’t help you kid, I’m new here myself and have no idea where I am.” *What do I do… ?* I thought, how in the world was I supposed to help this chick I didn’t even know?! I walked up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder “real sorry but I don’t know what else to tell you other than to tell you to find the police.” I told her a politely as I could but my voice still sounded cold ((awsome response @the–kaleidoscope))
The young woman looked up at the lady then looked around, giving it a few seconds she looked back up at the lady standing in front of her. “You're very cute, so it’s gonna be a shame to kill you, however, it has to be I’m afraid.”
From her back, she slipped on a gas mask and suddenly a pair of neon green wings sprouted from her back, bathing the corridor in a washed out emerald glow. “I have too, it's nothing personal but my owners have very high demands.”
A story to help Ethan remember Orb the horse.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UBQUeVPdYvo
Orb was once an ordinary horse, it was born as the only child to its parents and raised by its loving owners on a farm deep within the kingdom. Yet the blissful days of Orb’s youth were not to last, for on its fourth birthday it got separated from it owners while on a trip. For days it searched for them and yet could not find them until at last, it made its way back to the farm.
There it was met with a terrible sight, the farm was nought but a charred ruin, with the ashes of his former owners scattered across the ruin. Before Orb knew what was happening or could grieve for his loss several servants of the dark lord charged the horse.
In the nick of time Orb was saved by a sorcerer from the adventurer's guild. Who froze the servants and allowed Orb to shatter them.
Orb was taken in by the sorcerer who taught Orb how to understand the language spoken by creatures of the kingdom then explained what had transpired: The kingdom has been ruled over by good king Percival, everyone was enjoying a time of happiness until the king's advisor: Dorl Krad betrayed the king, killing him and taking the kingdom for himself.
Dorl Krad then began his reign of terror, bringing his servants of darkness in from the shadow realm. Many heroes had tried to kill him, however, he was guarded by a demonic horse of great size, wielding the power of stone of magma.
Finally, the sorcerer told Orb of his legacy, he was the horse who was able to wield the power of the stone of frost. The sorcerer presented Orb the stone and placed using a special harness onto Orb’s head.
For the next few years, Orb spent his time training with the stone in preparation for the fight ahead. Outside of his hidden home, the forces of Dorl Krad brought death and destruction to the land, while the dark lord himself lived in the capital, content in the knowledge nothing could stop him.
Then came the fateful day. Orb set out with several companions: the sorcerer, a knight of the realm called Heroica, her half brother, who was himself a half-elf. The dwarf: Simon and the stone golem: Silicon.
Together they fought their way to the capital, killing many of Dorl Krad’s servants. There they rallied the remnants of the kingdoms army behind them, swelling the forces numbers. Until they reached the walls of the capital where they were met with a full army of the servants of darkness. All but Heroica and Orb stayed to lead the army in the fight, distracting the dark lord's forces while the two sneaked in.
The two managed to make it past the sentries until they reached the king's hall where they were confronted by Dorl Krad and his horse: Crimson moon. Heroica charged Dorl Krad while Crimson moon and Orb duel.
Their fight was long and great and destroyed much of the castle, till finally Orb struck Moon with a spear of ice and slew the demonic horse. The death of the horse distracted Dorl for just a second allowing Heroica to drive her blade through his heart.
Orb collapsed of the wounds inflicted by Moon and eventually succumbed to them. Not before seeing the army of darkness fade away with the death of their master. When the kingdom was restored Orb was given a statue and written about in many books so that Orb’s legacy would never be forgotten.
Some say though that Orb’s spirit lives on and will visit the occasional individual, appearing in a different form each time. Who knows where next Orb will appear, yet it is still known that they are out there and that Orb’s legacy will never fade.
It was a normal day for me as I finished up one of my concerts for my world wide tour, this time I had been performing in London. But at the end of the concert I could care less about the cheering fans and the fading background music. I went back stage and did my thing, inviting a few fans in and sirening them but not killing them. I called for some people to take care of the fans telling a simple lie.
“I don’t know what happen… I think they got to excited and overheated and fainted. Oh I can’t belive it. This is all my fault!”
My stage crew tried to console me not knowing it was all an act. I thought: *this same routine is getting old, but gotta keep it up*
After the act and the concert and clean up I was on my way to my hotel all alone. I decided to walk to catch a breath of fresh air. She didn’t think she would get lost! But this was my first world tour and first time being in London and with out my bodyguard because I needed some “space” from all the fame. But then fans started coming towards me begging for pictures and autographs, she couldn’t take it! So I started to run, and I ran until I made a left into an ally and lost them. Took a deep breath to calm down my racing heart thinking: *i really hate being famous, but I need the Damn money* I sighed and looked around but snapped my head around when I heard foot steps coming from the dark end of the ally. I reached for the flap of my satchel where I kept pepper spray ready for anything and called out.
“who’s there?! Show yourself!”
(( to for @the–kaleidoscope))
A figure slowly but without a sound, detached themselves from the shadows. The darkness almost clinging to them, following in the figures wake. It would feel to some like their eyes were playing tricks on the rest of the body yet when the figure stepped out it revealed itself to be a small young adult.
No one else showed themselves and so the woman would be left staring at the petite figure.
She looked no older than twenty and in an odd respect looked similar to a cute little girl. An initial appearance her next actions played into. A few small tears were welling up in here eyes as she looked pleadingly at the figure in front of her. “Please….”
She stammered before slowly getting the rest of her words out. “Please …. Miss…. I’m lost. Could you help me back home?”
@turquoisetanager (I hope my reply is acceptable)
I have noticed that several members of the EMR community have not been going through the best of times at the moment or are just feeling a little bit lonely. I know this is a severe understatement in the case of some of you, however for those people I don’t think any method I have of describing the pain would come close. However I just want to put out this message, that for any of you feeling down, or feeling lonely, my Inbox will always be open. If you ever need someone to share your worries with, or someone to vent your problems to, or just someone to talk to, I will be more than happy to help any of you. No matter how much or little I know you.
So if you want someone to help I will try and provide all the emotional support that I can.
@siren-legion
Writer says: So I had this crazy idea one day and I just had to work on it. Here ya go!
Writer means: So I had this crazy idea either right before getting in the shower or right before falling asleep so I grabbed my fucking laptop and shat all over it to create the steaming pile of crap that I now lay before you. I don’t even know if it’s good anymore. I haven’t slept in two days.
Writer says: Wow, real life’s getting busy! Sorry on the slow updates.
Writer means: My life is a literal storm of shit at the moment. Why did I decide to do this. Why am I still doing this. Everything around me is spinning out of control and I am staying up ‘til 5:30 in the morning every night to create a piece of work that will only get two comments and 12 demands for quicker updates. I hope no one’s mad at me, all I wanted to do was write.
Writer says: Wow! Would you look at that! I updated on time! Please enjoy!
Writer means: WOOOOOOHOOOOOO BITCHES LOOK AT THIS PRODUCTIVE ASSHOLE GO YEEEEEHAAAAWWWW TAKE THAT YOU NASTY REVIEWERS ALWAYS DEMANDING ME TO BE FASTER! I GOT THIS SHIT I GOT THIS SHIT
Writer says: This chapter was a toughie. Glad it’s finally done!
Writer means: I don’t know if this is good or not. I honestly don’t fucking know. I’ve read the same words over and over and over again and I just couldn’t look at it anymore. My beta said it was ok but I’m not confident but HOLY SHIT I JUST NEED TO STOP WRITING THIS FUCKIGN CHAPTER.
Writer says: Thanks for reading!
Writer means: Please, oh please oh please oh please leave me a review. A comment. Anything. Please tell me you’re out there. Please tell me someone is reading this.
Writer says: I just want to say that real life is getting pretty hectic right now. Please try to be patient with me, I know you guys want updates. Thanks! :)
Writer means: FUCK. YOU. Who the fuck do you think you are, demanding shit from me?! You don’t know my life! I have a very busy life! I create shit for free, you entitled son of a pig-fucker! STOP LEAVING ME COMMENTS TELLING ME TO UPDATE SOON OR I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL PUKE ALL OVER MY COMPUTER
Writer says: What’s gonna happen next? Who knows? Hee hee ;)
Writer means: I have no fucking clue what the next chapter is going to look like. What’s my plot? I don’t know. I feel no emotion.
Writer says: Please leave a comment! It helps me write!
Writer means: I am begging you to leave me a comment because I swear it’s the only thing that’s keeping me motivated right now, I hate the work I put out and I need reassurance that people are actually enjoying this.
Writer says: I hope you enjoyed that chapter, big things are coming up! ;)
Writer means: Buckle up bitches, someone’s gonna die.
Writer says: I know I’ve missed a few updates, but I swear I plan on finishing this story!
Writer means: *high pitched eternal screeching*
Writer says: Here we are at long last! This has been one wild ride. I want to thank you all so much for your support and love, I adore each and every one of you. I am so happy to say that this story has come to a wonderful close.
Writer means: My body is numb. Voices call out to me from the void, but I can no longer hear them over the beating of my racing heart. I am stressed to the point where I feel no relief. The story is done. It’s fucking DONE. I loved it, I hated it, it was a fucking storm of horror and pain. I can no longer see color. Now I can at last relax and…wait……wait a second………..holy shit I just thought of the best idea for a one-shot that’s totally gonna turn into a 50 chapter slow burn AU fic leT’S FUCKING DO THIS
I can confirm the factuality of every single one of these statements!
So bloody true its unreal.