#I can't for the life of me get past the sketch stage it looks too good to be ruined by any attempt at polishing

[mue-te]

Still on the farcille train.

[jellyvibes710]

2024 has approached and has smacked me in the face, where the hell the new year come from??

Anyways, my drawings this year 😎

The first three are from an eddsworld comic I'm working on, I decided to pick up a pencil after about two years without drawing and it became a side project, it's hard to believe that a small (well, not very small) project lead me to all this 👀💙💜❤️🧡

I can't believe the improvement over a year, that's insane.

I just wanted to thank you guys for helping me find the motivation to start drawing again, I never thought I'd come so far and honestly I can't thank you guys enough, I'm awful with words but thank you thank you thank you.

Especially special thanks to @abbeyofcyn @skylabrea @wandering-ghost @the-fluidiest-gender @ilivelikeimtrying (I really hope I didn't forget anybody, I'm bad with names ahhhh) you all helped me in more ways than I can count and I'm grateful to have you guys in my life 🫂

For once in a long time I'm looking forward to what's ahead, admittedly bad start but I'm still looking forward to what's to come, so to start off a new year I figured I'll show you all what's to come after little baby blue is complete

Spoilers ;]

The first drawings of this year too

Originally I wanted to do a future au that focused on Casey Jr and his life in the apocalypse, but little baby blue was created instead and being honest, I thought about it for like two days then jumped right in because I got excited, so the first few parts up till recently have been completely off the top of my head, I have everything planned, every detail, I got scripts and future parts sketched out as rough drafts, I have Playlists for future animations, I planned everything but the very very beginning, so oops.

But LAST HOPE AU will be a prequel to little baby blue, everything in little baby blue will link back and connect with last hope and vice versa, there has already been hints and foreshadowing in little baby blue that tie in with last hope, events that have happened in Casey's timeliness have already started to appear, just not in the way it had in his time. Everything will tie together in a neat little bow hehe.

We do get small snippets of Casey's past in Little Baby Blue but the story mainly focuses on leo and his brothers. Last Hope is dedicated to Casey Jr and his story that lead to the events of LBB.

A small bit of detail of the characters Casey mainly interacts with

Donnie makes more than just guns with his ninpo as you can see, he saves close combat weapons for his most bloodlust of days, especially when his family gets hurt. His hands are scarred from building the best tech he can with what little he's got, all his family wears this specially designed tech because out of everybody he wants to keep his dum dum brother's, April and Cassandra alive the most. He has the base in heavy lockdown and has strict system when it comes to missions that him and leo enforced to ensure maximum survival, donnie is cold blooded and fierce and only allows his family into his tech room that's heavily secured. When Casey Jr is born Donnies "emotionally unavailable" image gets turned to dust and genuinely gets excited when it's his turn to watch Jr, it's the only time he's actively away from his tech and security systems is to watch Casey Jr but he doesn't worry about it because if he's not there S.H.E.L.D.O.N. is on watch and notifies donnie when it's an emergency or something important, once Jr is old enough he allows Casey into his tech room and teaches Casey about how his tech works and how it operates.

Mikey never reaches his old man stage, only being 40 when the events of the movie take place. This is mainly due to the fact that he never learned how to cure kraang infected survivors, once someone is infected they couldn't be saved. He's at his most powerful protecting those closest to him and is still the main cook, him and donnie are the last line of defense if the base is ever attacked. He's the most connected to their family ninpo, him and leo work together to try and reawaken Leo's powers and were actually successful until leo lost his arm, he could never find out what had Leo's ninpo in a chokehold. Him and Casey have an entire room dedicated to wall art and often when mikey watches Casey they need to bathe all the paint off him afterwards, It's the only room full of color and is open to everyone to sit and enjoy the colors.

Raph is big, angry, intimating and powerful, but he is the kindest heart you'll find in the turtle group. Him and Cassandra go on missions together most of the times and he took her passing the hardest, he was a father figure to Casey Jr and despite being the biggest turtle he was the most gentle with Jr. He passed suddenly but died protecting those he loved most. Mikey talks with raph A lot after his death and donnie chimes in from time to time but unfortunately leo is unable to reach raph but knows he's there.

Leo is the leader of the resistance, he's looked up too as much as he's looked down upon, he doesn't take kindly to insults about his family and will put you in your place if one is threatened. He bugs Donnie a lot and try to do their traditional twin night as often as they can, along with being leader of the resistance he also helps Mikey cook, he helps Raph make clothes, and helps Donnie with security, he doesn't have time to watch Casey but always keeps an eye on him, sometimes when dee and Leo have twin nights they bring Casey with, after Leo loses his arm Casey is attached to his hip and after Raphs death Leo takes Casey under his wing and teaches him everything he needs to know to survive.

Cassandra is the mother of Casey Jr, she’s crazy fearless and insanely strong for being human. Even when she was pregnant she was trying to kick kraang butts, after Jr was born she settled down for a few months with April at her side who was teaching her how to properly handle an infant. After those few months though she was right back to her crazed energy and fighting spirit, she took it upon herself to teach the other mothers how to fight off kraang while protecting their kids, one example is kicking kraang face while burping child. Multitasking at its finest. She was in her sons life till he was 3 1/2 years old and she tragically lost her life, we will witness how she lost her life in little baby blue through one of the flashbacks Casey has and it’ll also be in last hope, sadly Casey was there to witness his mother’s final moments.

The one, the only, April O’Neal! Commander and right hand lady of the resistance, she’s always around the base trying her best to help lessen the load on Leo’s shoulders while still trying to be her bubbly self. She’s mostly helping her mother out in the medbay though and was there to help save Leo’s life multiple times, always followed by treating the soft shells wounds shortly after his freak outs. She’s not very well trained in medicine but her mother and Leo have taught her most of the basics knowledge for when she’s in battle and is needed. She is one of the few that survives till the events of the movie

I look forward to what's coming in little baby blue, and for what's to come in LAST HOPE. I hope you all are as excited as I am hehehe

There is WAY, W A Y more details and story but I don't want to spoil the whole thing ;]

Also as a bonus, if anyone is interested or just curious, l'll answer any questions either regarding little baby blue or last hope. Though depending on the question you may get spoilers, you've been warned 🫡

[kabukiaku]

Hiya! I had a quick question about your commissions.

Do you have a public TOS? I’m interested in commissioning you once there’s a spot available, but I wanna make sure I follow all guidelines so I don’t request anything that could make you uncomfortable!

hello! I wll paste my terms of service here (i totally did not look up TOS since I didn't know what it stood for!) this is pasted directly from my commission page setup:

FOR OCS: Please provide references! I save my images in PNG format and will offer a high-res download. Let me know if you want this to be publicly posted or not WILL DO:

ocs

oc x canon

fanart

robots

blood/light gore

anthro/furry

WILL NOT DO:

nsfw

minor/adult ships

complex mecha

incest ships

heavy gore

fetish art

hate/political art

if I am uncomfortable/unsure with your drawing request, I will turn you down, and I apologize ahead of time if I do. it's always best to message me first.

Don't hesitate to ask me any questions regarding the above!

and here are terms of the process and wait time:

Contact: You can either directly commission me here, DM me on Instagram or my Tumblr. Both are linked in my bio. I will give you updates on your commission, i.e the sketch, lines, and color for your approval for me to move on Posting: I will either post it myself, or allow you to post your commission, but be sure to credit me! Even for reference sheets where I grant the character design to you.

Usage: You may use your commissioned artwork for personal use (profile picture, background) just do not resell or profit from it.

Reference Sheets: Once completed, the character design will belong to you, if you wish to credit me, feel free to do so.

Wait time: Expect from a few days to a week or two, or even a month. I can't predict how soon I get commissions done. I have other life duties to attend to. Changes in the process: I only allow changes to be made in the commission during it's rough/lineart stage. Tweaks such as hue, or lighting can be arranged in the near-final stage. Any major changes like clothing, pose, and features, will be charged extra. I do not allow too many changes! Please note this.

[pwblogarchive]

June 2004

June 2, 2004

“journal drama is so two years ago”

hey old faces and pretty eyes come out and see us when we hit your city. its been awhile. painted some sick bats and hearts on my bass cabs. let me know what you think.

thosewholiveinglassheartsshouldn'tthrowstones.

June 2, 2004

getting ready for tour. threw down some some vocals on the new rise against record. it sounds pretty good. talked about doing a rise against, spitalfield, fob chicago show. it would be like old times.

the truth is i am going to miss you so much more than i could ever let on.

- petey

June 3, 2004

“I'm all fingers crossed and eyelash wishes”

It feels good to be playing again. New set. New songs. New hearts. I'll get into it more later. A lot of people have been asking what I want for my birthday. Don't even worry about presents its all good. Thanks for just acknowledging it and giving me a good year that's enough. But whoever brought up halloween on june 5. Amazing.

Anyway. Thanks for everything. I don't say it enough.

I want to take you out on the road.

Peterabbit

June 3, 2004

“if I go home alone tonight I think I might die.”

The story is coming along. Saw more sketches. We have a deadline set. Its gonna be better than I thought. Well have one clandestine design out on tour but were only gonna sell a couple of designs. Tonight after the show my heart was beating so fast I thought it was going to become a constant tone. I was heaving into the bushes but it was one of like 10 occassions in my life that I felt truly alive.

Peter

June 3, 2004

“if I go home alone tonight I think I might die.”

The story is coming along. Saw more sketches. We have a deadline set. Its gonna be better than I thought. Well have one clandestine design out on tour but were only gonna sell a couple of designs. Tonight after the show my heart was beating so fast I thought it was going to become a constant tone. I was heaving into the bushes but it was one of like 10 occassions in my life that I felt truly alive.

peter

June 5, 2004

“I’ve O.D.’D On Lonliness 24 Times”

cleveland. what a weird show. got some sweet cakes- this one was possibly the coolest i have ever seen. nick took pics of it. me and some of the guys from don’t look down and anberlin are doing a metalcore band on this tour called Death Support. i am singing and it’s alot heavier than any of our bands. when you wake up alone on your birthday don’t you just think maybe thats going to happen forever? thats okay i am pretty stoked on all my friends right now. i’m tired. thats all. peter

June 6, 2004

second star to the right and straight on till morning.

there is nothing to say besides thank you.

the new taking back sunday will be the soundtrack to your summer. trust me.

peter

June 8, 2004

I only use this stage to wage personal vendettas and make you dance like I am shooting at your feet...

The last few shows have made me feel so right about all of the decisions we have made in the past year. I need a new hat- don't buy me one but tell me some recommendations. Brokehalo7 email is all but destroyed. Gotta find a better way at keeping in touch. Got some new shoes. They have flowers on the, gay or partyanimal? Watched the flight of the navigator and the new harry potter. Some stories are just too great to keep to yourself. We are setting a deadliine for printing "the boy with the thorn in his side". Sorry if I have been out of it, I am feeling kind of low lately.

Everybody loves an underdog.

So don't be suprised when we don't go down.

P

June 9, 2004

I have so much to say that I never will

What do you do "when you wake up everything will be better". Except its not. And there's no worse feeling than when you wake up and feel okay for a minute. And then that sick feeling washes over you and you remember its not okay. And were blowing this up too big and maybe not big enough at the same time. I hope this (we are) is all forgotten soon.

June 11, 2004

“when the moonlight hits your bright eyes”

And you can't sleep cause no bed smells like her or feel okay because you never really get clean no matter how many showers you take. Its all just night air and broken white lines racing by. You couldn't figure me out if you tried. You never even came close (and you were the closest). We build our own prisons and throw the keys to hearts that never knew they had them anyway. I'm ready to stop. I don't want to feel this way anymore. How long will my excuses keep you at bay? Baby, I'm sorry attentions just been my thing all along. That's all I ever wanted right? The pot calling the kettle... And so on. Call me up. Pull the blanket from over my head and say its okay that words only feel safe out on the computer screen and not whispered into your ear late at night- or just leave me alone. I gotta say I'm tempted to break your heart just cause I could do it best.

Peterabbit

June 12, 2004

“you own this sick feeling in my stomach”

You're not bad news. Your not even news anymore.

June 16, 2004

"the things he writes hurt too much to be real" right?

Friends and lovers. I haven't slept in forever. There have been so many things going on. We got the issue of ap with us on the cover- kids from chicago- there are a couple of crowd shots you can probably see yourself and friends in. Sometimes everything gets so bad that it just turns okay. Know what I mean? Probably not. Went to newyork hardcore and payed for jordan to get a mustache tattooed on his finger. You'll be able to see this and lots of other funny stuff we've been filming. We decided to do a clandestine dvd called "release the bats" so we can show off some funny footage and showcase some of our favorite bands. Oh yeah and don't worry the drawings are done for the book, just waiting on the coloring. Some new shirts will be up in the next few weeks...

I see your face in my dreams imprinted on clouds and blue sky.

Peterpan

June 17, 2004

“I'd go to hell and back for me and you”

You're the kind of kid that knows just how beautiful you are. But it's the moments in between that when I look at you and I feel like I can't breathe.

June 17, 2004

I'm living proof that there such thing as too much of a good thing. The kiss (off) of fame. You can't measure me cause I'm only lying (yeah I left out that part) "I've given up on all that stuff" to get youu back in bed. Oh yeah and how about how you steal all these words from my teeth and fingers and call them yours (yeah you left out that part) and then have the heart to accuse me. That thing aint beating in your chest, its counting down. The spotlights your only home but don't get too comfortable. Its almost too perfect. Too voyeuristic as I watch you go down. Too good to be true.

Cover of ap: www.livejournal.com/~askheychris  

- petey

June 19, 2004

“sometimes, new jersey”

I've still got my skateandsurf paper bracelett on. 2 months. I am nin love with nj.

June 20, 2004

who's bright idea was it to make captiol "I" and lower case "l" the exact same thing. fucking lame.

June 20, 2004

“R.I.P.”

American nightmare/giveuptheghost- whatever name is over. This band has changed my life in the past few years more than any band has in recent history. Honestly it hurts and feels so strange that its over. If you get a chance buy a record, you won\'t be disappointed.

When people talk to me about reacting to FOB and how it makes them feel, only this band comes to mind. Their music saved my life.

P

June 25, 2004

“there's no greater weapon then her name”

Getting ready for japan. I have so much to say. But its way too early. I don't know when ill get to a computer again. I dyed my hair. Its pink with a bit of black in it. Ask some japanese kids to post them.

Underoath "they're only chasing" is almost thje new "tell all your friends"

Napoleon dynamite is almost the new rushmore

Ilove you is the new...

P

June 26, 2004

kaweii co

boys and girls, deadly cobras and snake charmers. japan is amazing. it is a perfect cartoon over here. we are written in. i am not going to waste too much time typing. i have been keeping a real tour journal of it and will post it when we get back. until then stay lovely.

peter pan

keeprunningyourmouthontheinternetyouresuchajoke

June 27, 2004

im in japan. its real late at night. why would anyone in japan like my band? clandestine- the story is almost done, the release the bats dvd is gonna drop this fally. funny stuff. someone please send me a torch and some faith, cause i just cant see.

peter

- petey

June 29, 2004

this is my heart version 2.0

download new picture. www.fueledbyramen.com/journal

June 29, 2004

sorry that picture was huge. try this one instead. i am gonna be dying my hair black when i get back to the states caused i am sick of making pillows red. its been a really great time over here... dont mistake my arrogance for shyness or the other way around. i cant wait to get back out and touring again in the states. thats what feels like home to me- i know i can be hard to understand and deal with at times, so thanks for putting up with me.

please dont hate me

did you expect us to just roll over and die. your mouth is writing checks your heart cant cash.

i miss you guys so much

peter

[forbidding-souda]

hey there, i really love your works! so i had this ideas where both Maki and Kaede (seperate) with their S/o being the Shsl Horror Artist and they see their drawings for the first time? that was grammatically horrible 😭 but like the S/o draw things similar to Junji Ito? thank you, have a great day!! :3

Maki Harukawa and Kaede Akamatsu seeing their SHSL Horror Artists drawings for the first time

let's see if i can write this in 30 minutes let's go before i leave for my hospital appoitment yass

update: i did

currently listening: pandora by cocteau twins

playlist: shared

-Mod Souda

Maki Harukawa

❤ She never went with you to art showcases - she could never show her face by your side. She is supposed to remain anonymous, and that's fine with you.

❤ She also comes home late at night, far past the time to which you work on your art.

❤ You wonder if she's ever even stepped foot into your office.

❤ You know she honors personal space.

❤ So when you're inking, your face close to the paper, you can hear the distance sound of footsteps. Intruder? No - you brush that thought away. It is more likely to be Maki than any intruder.

❤ Sometimes she sneaks inside of her own house.

❤ The small pattering of footsteps distracts you. You sigh and close your eyes. Now, where is she walking?

❤ "Hey," she speaks, right behind you. It ignites a sharp tingling in your entire body, for a second, before it melts away with recognition.

❤ "You scared me."

❤ You look up at her but her eyes are elsewhere. She stares down at your drawings, half blackened, half sketch. Her eyes don't change. Neither does her face.

❤ "This is your work." It's not a question.

❤ You nod. "Yes, it is."

❤ One of her hands touches your shoulders. It stays there. But only for a second. She soon turns, quitting the room, not being saying, "It is very good."

❤ You take the compliment with pride.

.

Kaede Akamatsu

❤ You spent a lot of time at her recitals, and in the studios in which she practices. You've heard every song she knows about a million times. Your world is shared with piano - it feels as if every minute of your life with her involves something classical.

❤ So you drag her to one of the conventions you've been invited to speak at.

❤ She goes with little to no reckoning. She smiled widely and nodded her head.

❤ "Uh, yeah, of course I'll go with you."

❤ So you take the train, hand in hand, wearing multiple layers to combat the cold air. Walking out in public feels so magical. You have her by your side, showing her your world, giving her a taste of what your talent entails.

❤ Ever since graduating from Hope's Peak, you had been worried that you wouldn't see much of her. Your talent involves staying home. You don't travel nearly as much as she does. But as it turns out, she travels... not so much. Outside of competitions and the occasional tour, she likes to keep her recitals to the local community that helped raise her.

❤ You step into the convention and are escorted away from the crowd. Her eyes take in everything. All the different outfits, the merchandise tables, the wigs and the makeup.

❤ And your section looked beautiful. It has long posters that take up the stage of your most iconic works. Some people are already waiting outside - their shirts having your most gruesome designs.

❤ "That's creepy..." Kaede whispers to you. "Is this all for you?"

❤ You pause for a second. You're late to respond - too busy going through your memory. Has she even seen your art before? You squint, humming a hmm to yourself before shaking your head.

❤ "Yeah, pretty cool, isn't it? I get special treatment- is this your first time seeing my art?"

❤ Her eyes are still taking in the banners. "Definitely."

❤ Feeling a bit self-conscious, you awkwardly laugh. "I hope it doesn't scare you too much."

❤ "Shut up, this stuff is amazing! I can't believe you did all of this."

❤ She kisses you on the cheek. You stand there, a bit stunned, smiling all the while. Your fingers brush against the place she kissed.

❤ "Thank you."

[spectre-draws]

Hi there! Do you have any art/design tips or wisdom ya can bestow? Your art and designs are super duper inspiring and cool so i was just wondering!

Oh, well, that's certainly very flattering! Honestly I don't really know what to say without any specifics? I guess I can just throw out a few basic tips?

1. Save frequently. I guarantee you at some point in your life whatever program you're using will crash, and losing 5 mins work is preferable to suddenly losing 2 hrs work. Trust me, I've been there.

2. Don't do shadows/highlights in black/white. Generally they'll have a tint to them depending on the lighting, and things end up way too desaturated otherwise. Of course, you can cheat a bit. If I'm drawing in a more cell-shading kinda way, I tend to draw my shadows in pure black on a 50% opacity layer so I can see them very clearly while I'm drawing. Then, bump up to 100%, change layer mode to multiply, colorise and shift the brightness/hue/saturation until I hit something I like. Same thing with highlights but with screen. Then just make a few tweaks for any parts that look off.

3. If you want smooth/clean lineart, try to draw each line in one fast motion. Drawing slow makes you wobble, lots of short choppy lines is impossible to clean up. Don't worry if your lines cross 'over' or extend past where they need to go, you can clean that up with the eraser. Generally if you can draw it in one line, try to do so.

4. Use references. It's not cheating, I promise. If you have a specific pose in mind and a camera you can even use yourself! It's pretty much the only reason I ever take photos of myself.

5. If you're talking like... character design? I'd say the biggest tip is to think about shape... the kind of silhouette your character will make. Give them something distinctive. Maybe it's billowy sleeves, or a cloak, or a funky jacket, or a huge collar, or a puffy skirt, or anything that makes their figure stand out.

6. Second tip for character design is to pick a palette and stick to it. You don't want too many colours or things get muddled. So if you're designing a druid for example, don't use 15 different greens. Maybe pick a light green, a dark green, a brown or two, and then a neutral colour. Try to vary the brightness/darkness of stuff too. It'll create more contrast and make things pop. Of course, that's just a rule of thumb, main point is just not to pick a different colour for every bit of fabric.

7. Flip your canvas. Makes you spot mistakes, essentially tricks your brain into seeing things with fresh eyes. Just don't flip too frequently or you'll get used to both 'sides'. Generally just once when you've completed each stage? (sketch-lines-rendering? idk it depends on your process)

Hopefully that's at least some use? I've been meaning to put together another process video at some point, I've just been putting it off because I can't decide if I just want to throw music over it or talk...

[lokis-army-77]

If You Please

Chapter six

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 3280

I'm bad at writing descriptions, so this is basically a reader insert into The First Avenger and then we'll see how it goes from there.

Warnings: Canon typical violence

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It had been almost five months since I had left for London. Five months without Steve and nearly six without Bucky. I knew Steve had been traveling the country doing musical numbers to help sell war bonds, something I would have to tease him about later. He was here in the camp today and I had plans to go visit him when I was finished with my work. Peggy and I had been gathering intel on the movements of HYDRA, and there were signs that Dr. Zola had been using American POWs as experiments for his own super-soldier serum. We had arrived in Northern Italy about two weeks ago, there was a Hydra base a few hours away that we were keeping an eye on. We had reason to believe that Zola had moved to the base some time ago.

I was sitting at my desk scanning through some files when Peggy burst through the tent and into the makeshift office. I looked up at her questioningly. “You aren’t going to like this,” she said and handed me a small yellow telegram. I opened it and quickly read the contents.

107th infantry captured by HYDRA. Heavy casualties. Azzano, Italy.

I felt time stop as I read and reread those few words. Bucky was in the 107th. I quickly sprung to my feet and headed for the tent opening. Before I could cross the threshold Peggy grabbed my arm. “Let go of me Carter, I have to go save him,” I said, yanking my arm away, with little to no effort.

“Would you stop for a second?” She grabbed my arm again. “You can’t go rushing into this, you need to think carefully. You can’t just waltz into a HYDRA base by yourself, it's madness.”

“Yes, I can. Now let go of me.” I yanked my arm out of her hold and reached over to the coat rack next to the opening of the tent and grabbed my jacket. It had started raining an hour ago and the dirt paths had become small pools of mud but I didn’t care. I ran quickly through the rain toward the stage on the other side of the camp, Peggy right on my tail. The mud made it harder to run as fast as I wanted to, I had almost fallen twice. When I made it to the stage no one was in sight. I jogged around to the back and looked all over until I saw Steve in a corner with his sketchbook in hand.

“Steve,” I called out, quickly making my way to him. He looked up from his sketch and smiled at me.

“Hey Kid, I didn’t know you were here. It's good to see you.” he walked toward me and gave me a hug, which I returned but abruptly pulled away. He gave me a concerned look when I stepped back. “What's the matter? You usually like my hugs.”

“Steve now really isn’t the time for hugs. We just received a telegram, Bucky's regiment has been captured by HYDRA. I’m not sure if he was captured with them but if he was I’m going to get him and I need you with me.” I watched as his eyebrows furrowed. His face contorted with emotions. He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the stage tent and soon we were running to Colonel Philip's tent.

Steve barreled into the tent and went up to Colonel Philips. “I need to see the casualties list from Azzano.”

The Colonel looked up from his desk and shook his head at Steve. “You don’t get to give me orders boy. Now go on,” he said and started to go back to what he was doing.

“I just need one name, Sir. Sergeant James Barnes of the 107th.”

Colonel Phillips' eyes widened a bit and he looked at Peggy and me. “I’m going to have a conversation with you two that you won't enjoy,” he scolded and shook his pen at us.

I stepped forward to be beside Steve. “Sir, we just want to know if he’s alive,” I pleaded.

“His name is B-A-R-” Steve started to spell off Bucky’s last name.

“I can spell,” He spat sarcastically. He got up from his chair and paced to the table behind him. Holding up a handful of letters he stopped. “I have signed more of these condolence letters today than I care to admit. I'm sorry for both of you but the name does sound familiar.” I took in a small gasp of air and my face fell.

“What about the prisoners? Are you planning to rescue them?” Steve asked with more concern in his voice.

“The plan’s called winning the war.” Philips quipped out.

“But Sir. If you know where they are why” Steve was cut off.

“They’re thirty miles behind the lines. Through some of the most heavily fortified territory in Europe. We’d lose more men than we’d save. I don’t expect you to understand that, because you are a chorus girl.” A thick silence could be felt when Philips stopped talking.

“I understand it just fine Sir,” Steve said in contempt.

“Then I suggest you get going. From what I understand, you have somewhere to be in the next 30 minutes.”Colonel Philips said as he walked off.

“Yes Sir, I do,” Steve replied and stormed out of the tent. I looked past where he had been standing and looked at the map that was off to the side and realized that Steve had seen where the HYDRA base was pinpointed. I ran out after him.

I caught up to him in the backstage tent where he was packing up a bag. I started to grab some of his things and helped. Peggy arrived frantically minutes later. “Are you both planning to walk to Austria?” She asked.

“Yes, If that's what it takes to save him,” I stated.

“You heard the Colonel. Your friend is most likely dead, there’s no point.”

“You don't know that.” Steve countered.

“But you can’t go, The colonel's devising a strategy, if he finds out what,” Peggy starts but Steve cuts her off.

“It will be too late if we wait around for us to win the war, I need to go now.” He grabbed his bag and headed out to one of the jeeps. I stayed behind after spotting a rack with helmets on them. I rushed over and took one with an A painted onto it and then made my way to the jeep as well. I hoisted myself up and into the passenger seat as Steve finished talking with Peggy and she climbed into the back seat. He turned to me and shook his head. “No, get out. It’s too dangerous.”

“I will not. Don't forget we took the same serum, I’m stronger than I look. I can handle it.”

“I said no. I will not be putting you in this type of situation. Even if Bucky is our friend you can't risk your life like this.”

“What and you can? He’s my fiancé and I am coming with you to get him whether you like it or not! Now drive!” I yelled angrily, crossing my arms and turning away from him. I was so angry that I hadn't even noticed what I had let slip.

“Did you just say, fiancé?” I remained silent. I wouldn't talk to him until he calmed down and drove. He sighed and turned the key when he realized that I wouldn't break.

Peggy directed Steve to the makeshift airport a few miles out from the camp. She had made a call to Howard Stark to have a plane ready for us when we arrived. I kept quiet the whole ride, still upset that Steve thought he could keep me from coming. He tried to ask about Bucky and I’s relationship several more times before we reached our destination but I remained silent.

It was dark by the time we arrived at the airport. Before Steve even stopped the jeep I was already jumping out of the front seat, helmet in hand, and heading to the plane that was waiting on the dirt runway. We found Howard sitting in the pilot's seat smiling over his shoulder at us.

“Thanks for your help Stark, I can always count on you,” I said as I took a seat in the copilot's chair. I looked behind me as Peggy shut the plane door and took a seat in front of Steve in the cabin.

“Now what kind of friend would I be if I didn’t fly you into enemy territory in the middle of the night?” He laughed out, patting my left shoulder. I shook my head and grabbed the set of headphones off the dash and slid them on as Howard started the plane down the runway. When we were up in the air. He spoke again, this time to everyone. “We should be able to get you both right at their doorstep.”

Steve looked up from his hands and called out, “Just get as close as you can.” He then went back to his conversation with Peggy.

I looked over at Howard, who was flipping a few switches. “You know, we're all going to be in some deep shit when this is over and done with. I’m so not looking forward to the very long and stern talking to from Coronel Phillips.”

“Oh don’t worry, he’ll get over it. Especially if you bring back the soldiers and destroy the base. And technically I’m not here, so unless you can give him proof that I'm flying, I’m still in my private lab.”

“You always have a plan to get out of trouble don’t you Stark?” I questioned.

“Mostly,” he replied. Some time passed before he called out, “We’ll be over the drop zone in ten.”

I gave an assertive nod and took my headphones off and placed them back on the dash. Then I grabbed the helmet from beside my feet and secured it on my head.

“Also took the liberty of bringing a couple pistols and ammo for you, Peggy said you didn't have time to gather any supplies.”

I gave him a quick “Thank you” and stood from my seat and went to sit beside Peggy. She handed me the second parachute and I quickly put it on. I reached over to where two pistols in a belt holster were laid out on the seat and brought them closer to me. I undid the clasp that held the belt together and brought it around my waist. I looped the strap through the metal frame and pulled it taught. “I’m all ready,” I reported to nobody in particular.

“Okay then, Here’s the transponder, you’ll need to activate it when you’re ready. It will let us know your location,” Peggy said while handing a small almost palm-sized black box over to Steve. He turned it around in his hands for a second before he called out to Howard to ask if it worked.

“It’s been tested more than the both of you, it should,” Howard called back.

Then out of nowhere we were being shot at. We weren’t even five minutes away from the drop site. Howard started dodging bullets, making the plane shake from the harsh movements. Steve suddenly got up and threw the cabin door open. A strong gust of wind went through the plane, knocking me back into my seat.

“Stop, We're taking you all the way in!” yelled Peggy as Steve got ready to jump out.

“As soon as I'm clear, turn around and get the hell out of here!” he yelled back at her. I started to make my way over to the open door when Howard made another sharp jerk, I braced myself with my feet spread and my hands pressed to the top of the plane.

“You can't give me orders,” Peggy called out over the wind.

Steve just shook his head and said “Yes I can, I'm a captain.” Then he jumped out into the gunfire. I stepped closer to the door and took a deep breath.

“Be careful and don’t die.” Peggy gave me a pat on the back and then I jumped.

I closed my eyes and could hear the wind rushing past my ears. I could feel how cold it was on my face. I let out the breath I was holding then pulled the string to deploy my shute. The wind caught in it and I jerked up. This time Instead of free-falling I was floating down rather peacefully, considering that there were guns being fired in my general direction, but that didn’t last long. The shots followed the plane as it flew further away. I spotted Steve as he descended into a small clearing in the dense forest and maneuvered my parachute to follow. I put my legs out in front of me as I got closer and closer to the ground to get ready to catch myself.

When my feet hit the ground, I leaned back so my momentum wouldn’t flip me head over tails. I skidded to a stop and hastily unclipped my parachute from my back and stood up. Steve motioned for me to follow him into the tree line, and I did.

We walked for almost five minutes when we came upon the outside fence of the HYDRA base. It was crawling with guards walking the grounds. I ducked down behind a tree as several large trucks drove up the dirt road beside us.

I looked to Steve and whispered, “What are we gonna do now?” I saw Steve eye the last truck in the line.

“I’ve got a plan. Follow me.” He slowly got up from his crouched position and ran to catch up with the last truck, jumping into the back. I followed closely behind him and jumped into the back a moment later, landing headfirst into Steve's back.

“Ow, you couldn’t have gotten out of the way?” I fussed as I readjusted the helmet on my head.

“How was I supposed to know you’d come barreling in straight into my spine. I'm the one that should be saying ow.” He argued back. I pushed him out of my way and looked around, my eyes soon landed on the two HYDRA guards sitting at the other end of the truck.

“Uh, hi,” I mumbled. Then within a second, they were both up out of their seats reaching for Steve and me. One of them put their hand on my left shoulder and I grabbed it with my right hand and twisted. I kneed him between his legs when he fell to the ground I gave him a good kick to the head, knocking him out. Reaching down, I grabbed him by the collar and threw him out onto the road along with the guard that Steve had taken down.

I heard talking as the truck drove through the gates of the base. I felt us slowing down and pretty soon the truck jerked into reverse. We both waited in silence to see what was going to happen. I heard some footsteps coming closer to us. Steve, also hearing them, moved over to where the tarp-covered the back of the truck and positioned this shield in front of him. A guard lifted the tarp up and Steve swiftly took the guard out by hitting him with the shield. I came up beside him and stuck my head out and looked both ways, making sure no one would see us leaving the truck.

“This way,” I whispered as I jumped from the back of the truck. “I know where they probably keep the prisoners.” We headed out into the large open yard where several vehicles were being kept. Carefully maneuvering past stationary and moving guards we made our way to the back of the main building. “They’ll be keeping them in the lower levels. There should be several staircases leading to the main basement level out here, we just need to find one.” I said over my shoulder to Steve who was directly behind me.

It took no time at all to find one of the staircases and descend into the darkness. I spotted a door at the bottom of the stairs and went to open it but it was locked. I looked over to Steve who moved in front of me to look through the window of the door. He tapped on it twice and when the door was opened by a guard he slammed it onto the man's head. The man fell to the ground unconscious and I nimbly slipped over him and through the door. Reaching to my right thigh I grabbed the pistol out of the holster. They were only to be used as a last resort, but with this building being as big as it was, there was no telling what trouble we would run into.

Steve took the lead onto the large factory floor. We passed hundreds of what I assumed to be nuclear bombs, which were in various stages of development. I couldn't believe my eyes. HYDRA had been able to make multiple high-tech bombs and back in the states, the Manhattan Project was still ongoing. We kept walking until an unmanned workbench came into sight. There was a glowing circular ring on the table, surrounded by what seemed to be high-tech hand grenades. Steve and I both grabbed one, looked at it, and then shoved them in our pockets.

“Steve, I think the entrance to the basement cells is this way,” I whispered, pointing over to a set of stairs a few feet away from us. We sprinted to them and started down. After making it down three flights the stairwell opened up to a large dark room with bared holes in the floor. “This is where they are being kept. There’s one guard in here, so you take him and I’ll go down to the next floor.” Steve nodded. Slowly he crept up behind the guard and I turned to go down to the next floor where the cells were located. I heard the guard fall and the jingle of keys as Steve took the guard out.

“Throw the keys down and I’ll start unlocking the cells,” I called out and jogged down the line of cells to where Steve stood, staring down through the bars. He tossed the keys down to one of the men and they handed them to me after I put my pistol back in its holster. I unlocked a few of the doors before I took the other keys off the chain and handed them out to some of the soldiers so they could help free the others faster. When they were all out of the cells I made my way to where Steve was.

“Is there anyone else? We’re looking for a Sergeant James Barnes.” Steve questioned the men around him.

The one in a red beret spoke up, “There’s an isolation ward somewhere here in the factory, but no one has ever come back from it.”

“Okay men, the tree line is northwest, about 80 yards past the gates, after that follow the creek to the clearing. You need to get out fast. We will meet you there when we get everyone we can find out,” I order out to the group of men.

“Do either of you know what you’re doing?” asked one of the men at the front.

“Sure we do, I’ve knocked Adolf Hitler out over 200 times.” Steve started then turned to run back to the stairs and I followed suit.

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[xueiq]

love will come

Youth is a long journey, we can't go back after all; and our love will come.

——Foreword

University classmates sent a message saying that they found their gray wolf.

The first love that happened almost at the same time also broke up at the same time. The two sat in the corridor together, talking, laughing, sad, regretful, and sleepless all night.

Thinking of the crazy days with the girl and the diary written for her, we miss the missed people and the past together. Happiness will come eventually.

In the past few years after graduation, I heard that my friends fell in love, got married, and their children were full moon; I also heard that my friends broke up, goodbye, looking for and waiting. And I, from one city to another, know some people, leave some people, remember some people, and forget some people.

Mom and Dad said, the boss is not too young, it's time to find a suitable one, uh, it's like spring comes, the flowers should bloom, and autumn comes, and the leaves should fall.

Then why am I still walking alone? Come to think of it, fear.

How can I trust someone? How can I know you as I know myself.

And a person will get used to it after a long time.

"I eat and travel by myself, stop and go by myself; I also read and write letters by myself, and have conversations by myself." Spring flowers and autumn moon are all my scenery. Don't be greedy, don't be extravagant, don't chase, don't stay.

My friend said, "You, you seem to be ambiguous, but you never want to put a person in your heart.

Look, what do you think of me? Hehe, I'm actually the easiest one.

I suddenly remembered one day a long time ago, I wrote on the computer: I am writing my stuff here, he is playing games next door, every few minutes, he calls me, I answer, and then continue each other, no, he hurries He ran over to see me and got tired of writing, so I went over to sit with him, eating fruit while watching him come back to life with blood, and when he won, he yelled like a child.

Look how simple I am.

Just that, you are here. That's it.

I heard that there is a person who exists for you. The moment you meet, the story of all beauty and happiness begins.

No rehearsal, no audience, spotlight, gorgeous stage, just you and me who belong to you, not even greetings and lines, I know you are waiting for me here.

For all living beings, love should be as natural and necessary as drinking water and eating, just like the sky is for birds, the sea is for fish, and you are for me.

Before you came, I also experienced love and pain and tried to be better.

It is like polishing a peerless celadon, using mud, water, fire, and time. Then I sketched the misty rain and sky with a simple brush, and carefully traced my thoughts. If you can read it, put me in the collection.

One day, love will come.

[madsraa]

hey! i can't get over how incredible your background perspectives are! i'm aware of drawing different guidelines for 1 point, 2 point, 3 point perspectives, but how do you get your art to look so naturalistic when doing so (especially for environmental art)? would you mind walking us through your process?

Hello! And thank you :) I’m surprised you asked about perspective because that’s something I’m constantly working on. Planning a painting’s perspective is always a struggle for me but I do have some tips that might help!

Here are the big things for me:

- Feel it out! Most of the time I just kind of wing the perspective which is terrible advice haha. But!! I think artistic license is helpful when working with perspective because then it comes down to what looks good - not what’s technically right. I start pieces with tiny, loose sketches that are usually never accurate when it comes to perspective. But I think that things like composition/shape arrangement are much more important than perfect perspective. And in my experience I think that if you stick too close to the rules of perspective, things might start to feel a bit stiff. That also kind of reminds me of the saying “don’t sweat the small stuff”. If something feels right, people will probably never take the time to actually check if it’s accurate! I should also mention that getting to a point where you can “feel it out” comes from knowing a bit of perspective rules and practicing from life/reference. Another thing worth mentioning is that you’ll probably be more confident about feeling out the perspective after you’ve built up your mental library - certain things will come to you naturally.

-  Use lots of reference!! This one is pretty simple - you can’t draw what you don’t know. It can be difficult to imagine the idea you have in your head without using reference and if you try to cut corners by not using them, you’ll probably make more problems for yourself later. And there’s nothing worse than having to make changes to the perspective after you’ve started painting!

-  Try setting up a grid on the ground plane. I think technically this point is the most helpful one for me when it comes to planning perspective that feels natural. In past pieces, I would roughly draw one in but these days, I’ve been taking more time to properly set up my perspective which really helps in the long run. I start with my horizon line, find my vanishing points, and then draw a grid using those points. I’ll have an example below! And for landscapes that aren’t a flat plane, I find it really helpful to draw lines over the surface. There’s also an example of that below! But in general I think having at least some marking/design on the floor to indicate a ground plane/form helps immensely instead of trying to arrange objects on an empty plane.

-  Along with feeling it out - flip the canvas if you can! And if you’re drawing traditionally, look at it with a mirror. Once you flip your drawing, you might find that a part of it feels weird that you didn’t notice originally. 

-  You can also create a tiny mock-up from objects around your house. Anything that you can physically manipulate and then take pictures of is a big help! 

And here’s a quick breakdown of two pieces in the sketch stage!

This one was pretty much felt out. The main sketch is suuuuper messy but I went with it since I liked the movement/energy. I had a couple of reference photos to go off of but didn’t end up using them as much - they were more for the general feel. This was a case where I had the movement and composition of the piece determine the perspective. I remember moving the horizon line around a lot but wanted it a bit higher so I could paint more of the ground. And I wanted the hills to go back and forth like they were woven, leading your eye down to the castle. The grid thing I mentioned before could also be applied to the hills here - warping the lines over each hill could give you a better idea of how they actually blend into each other/sit in the environment. And again just having those lines makes it much easier to place things like trees/figures/etc.

This one wasn’t too bad since it’s a level ground plane with normal 2 point perspective. I started with a very rough sketch which had the horizon line with that in place, I could then mark the two vanishing points and make a grid based on that. Then I started to add in everything on the ground and worked my way up from there. So before I even started drawing the wall of the temple in perspective, I wanted to make sure the grid on my ground plane was in place. The ground plane is great because it really gives you a feel for where everything should sit even as it recedes to the horizon line. And it’s super easy to make changes/move things around because all of the information you need to know where to place things like pillars or rocks is there!

I also want to add that even though I say I find the horizon line, vanishing points, and then draw a grid - it’s not always as simple as that and I rarely figure out what I want in one go. I’m really indecisive and it can take me a bit to nail the perspective I had in my head. So that’s why I start with a bunch of tiny sketches before I spend more time on a clean sketch and make sure to try out a couple combinations of horizon line heights along with different vanishing point placements. 

There’s also a helpful set of images by Thomas Romain on perspective. I always think about the last set of images where he draws the floorpan of a room, then transforms that into perspective and starts drawing based on his flat floorplan. Something like this is probably best for interiors/rooms which have more structure - but I’m sure you could also get it to work for environments with a more natural/hilly terrain.

And in addition to that, Matt Laskowski put out some great videos on perspective.

And just a little last note: I think there’s a ton to learn just looking at a bunch of different environments! I feel like no one really talks about it, but you can absorb a lot and add to your mental library just by taking time to look a little closer at the world around you. And that’s all without ever drawing! Usually when I’m not doing anything and am sitting for a while, I’ll look at wherever I am and ask “how would I draw this space?”. I’ll run through where the horizon line would be, how I’d draw a grid on the floor, how certain objects are distorted from perspective. And sometimes when I don’t feel like drawing or doing a study, I’ll look at photos and really try to understand and internalize what I’m looking at. So it’s great when you need a bit of a break!

And please take this all with a grain of salt since I’m no expert on perspective! But I hope that answered your question! If not, feel free to send another ask if there’s something more specific you were wondering about.