#i was in my uni's art studio for the first time !! i really loved it

[love-in-my-twenties]

I had a long weekend (like, literally, 4 days long) and unfortunately I spent 3 of those days depressed and unproductive but ! On the fourth day, me and my friend went to our uni - me with my studying and he with his art projects - and worked for 6 hours. It was really nice. I haven't done insanely lot, since my attention span is awful due to my worsening depressive episode, but it's still something to be proud of, I think.

[l0bulariia]

the art of hatred - h.j.

while in a psychology class, you are faced with the cardinal sin of upper education; a group project. to make matters worse, your partner is the definition of a "douchebag."

Warnings: first person pov, female reader, uni!stray kids au, han being a general douche, self deprecating speak, hyunjin being hyunjin, reader being slightly egotistical, angst (only if you squint really hard), frat boys, underage drinking, mention of harassment (jokingly), negative speak of greek life, pet names used (jagi, baby, sweet thing)

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ah! my first (public) fic!! i really hope you all enjoy this because it was genuinely so fun to create. i am so sorry this took so long to come out, i ended up catching the flu over my spring break and this fic kinda took the back burner. i am hoping to get part 2 out on monday!! AHH enjoy!

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The monotony of schooling has never been lost on me. The mindless day and night cycles of spending too much time procrastinating and then stressing about the growing to-do list on my desk which leads to too little sleep only to restart the cycle when the sun rises again. There was very little I could do that would break me out of the downward spiral into my educational burn out that I constantly flung myself into. All of this was true until my psychology 201 class. 

The professor, a middle aged man who bragged about his kids accomplishments and dressed like a cartoon character every Monday and Wednesday at 11:30 A.M. strolled into the lecture hall as per usual. He donned a yellow polo and his classic khaki slacks, all fitted together with the same beaten loafers that I swore were, somehow, cemented to his feet. I definitely didn’t mind this class. It was always easy enough to understand, the assignments never felt burdensome even with the massive habit I have for procrastination, and everyone decently kept to themselves, bar someone needing a pencil here and there from the row behind where I sat in my unassigned-assigned seat. 

I would consider myself a good student. Always keeping my gpa high, attending extra lectures and seminars when the need arises, turning in work on time, introducing myself to professors and faculty, something my roommate insisted was important for “marketing myself.” Being in my second year at a state university, I didn’t see much need for it, especially in a class that I was simply taking for the prerequisite credit, but I went along with it anyway. It couldn’t hurt being on a first name basis with a professor if I ever needed an extension on homework, right? I had decided on this school, along with my major, while I was still in grade school, deciding that a sensible degree in human resources would get me just far enough in life to support myself while still leaving space for the things I truly wanted to do. 

When my mind chose the reasonable and “safe” route, my heart still yearned for the pull of the arts. My vice? Painting. A hobby that had turned into something of a near addiction by the time I reached my last year of highschool, as well as a hobby that had brought me my very best friend, Hwang Hyunjin. A string bean of a man, Hyun had seen my sleeve covered in streaks of an emerald green paint at a university welcome event during our first week of freshman year and nearly exploded in excitement at the prospect of having a friend who shared his love for painting. From that day on it had been constant texts, trips to the dining hall, hours spent in the intramural art studio, drives to the local convenience store for snacks, anything and everything. I was grateful to have met him, no matter how often his and my friends were convinced we were something more than friends, neither of us had ever even considered it. Frankly, to the both of us, it would be like dating my sibling. Unfortunately for me, Hyun was not in this class with me meaning I was bored the majority of the hour and a half lecture, spending time doodling in a sketchbook more than I was paying attention to the words plastered on the powerpoint. 

It was only when my professor uttered the words “group project” did I rip my eyes away from the anatomy practice that was scribbled over the canvas paper in front of me. Suddenly, this man had dropped from my highest ranking professor in the category of likeability to the lowest. He had committed the cardinal sin of large lecture classes. I let out a low grumble as he excused the class to open up the sheet of names he had added into the online course, listing the pairs of students working together. Scanning the document for my name I discovered that I was paired with a “Han Jisung,” a name that was as unfamiliar to me as the other 150 other names on the document. With a shrug I copied down his university email and number with the plan to message him to introduce myself and set up a time and place to work on the presentation once I was back in my dorm for the night. 

The rest of the class droned on until professor polo-shirt dismissed us, reminding us to connect with our partners “sooner rather than later!” I packed my things back into my bag, slinging the tote in which mostly contained art supplies over my shoulder and started my route to the creative art building on the other side of campus. Headphones over my ears, I drown out the sound of lively chatter throughout campus with whatever podcast was highly recommended to me by my roommate for the week. This is only until I come face to face with my biggest dread when it comes to attending a large university, the fraternities fundraising in the campus square. This degenerate sight physically pained the academic portion of me, seeing my peers dance around shirtless, getting pelted with paper plates of whipped cream all in the name of raising a few dollars. I tuck my head into my chest and pick up the pace to avoid any unwanted attention, which was normally a successful adventure. Until I felt the unmistakable wet, sticky feeling of sweetened cream slide down my arm. 

I let out a disgusted gasp, snapping my eyes up towards the table of barely dressed men, all now wearing a look of shock as I stare daggers into every single one of them. After a painfully long moment, one of the members, a short, shaggy haired boy emerges from the gaggle of idiots clutching his stomach as he doubles over in laughter. It is at that moment when I consider throwing away any chance at a sensible life for one of murder and jail time as I feel the slimy, warm whipped cream slide down my arm and onto my tote bag. My attention moves to him as he walks towards me, still laughing as he attempts to get out, possibly the worst apology I have ever heard in my 20 years on this planet. 

“So sorry, baby! Little bit of friendly fire there.” The cackling boy finally manages out.

“Yeah, I can see that.” I reply, moving my unscathed hand to the arm to scoop off the remaining sweetness and flick it to the ground before it dries. The boy watches my hand closely, turning back and giving a smirk to his brothers as he takes another step to me, gripping my arm loosely in his hands.

“Allow me…” He spoke, his voice lowering to the most abhorrent fake-sultry tone that makes me imagine all of the poor girls who had fallen for it in the past. He takes the corner of his shirt which was hanging from his belt loop and wipes the area of my arm coated in a sweet sheen, his eyes darting between my eyes and my lips. At this I reel back, ripping my arm from his grasp, my blood now boiling. 

“You’ve clearly done enough. Go back to… whatever that is…” I spit out the words with barely contained venom as I turn my back to the crowd of men, all now cackling at the actions of their member. I decide, for once, to leave it there, moving back to continue my walk to the studio as I hear them guffaw at my borderline harassment case in the making. As I move my headphone back over my ear, I hear the same man who had “helped” me yell over the growing laughter.

“Come back whenever you want, sweet thing!” 

With a roll of my eyes, I keep walking, waiting for the safe, stale air of the art studio to be around me once again.

“I couldn’t believe the audacity! I mean, if you're going to throw around whipped cream, of all things, at least have a tarp down so people don't have to step in it!” I pace around the easel that Hyunjin is working at as I rant, my hands thrown up in frustration. “And he had the bright idea to yell after me as I clearly wanted nothing to do with his little… party trick!” Hyunjin just hummed in response, a look of amusement on his lips as he placed his paintbrush down and leaned back on his chair, watching me as I walked circles around him. 

“Let me get this straight. You caught a stray glob of whipped cream, and that led you to consider murder?” He held back an obvious laugh, knowing it would bring me back to earth from my angry bubble of nerves. “Jagi, it’s only Monday. I don’t think there is enough spite in the world to keep you going at this pace.”

I shoot a playful warning look at him as I pull a stool up to my own unfinished painting, staring at it as a huff leaves my lips unintentionally.

“It's the principal, Hyun. They think they can just do that because they paid for a group of friends as equally stuck up and dickish as they are!”

All Hyunjin can do is laugh as I let out another grumble and turn my attention to the canvas in front of me, picking up my paintbrush to continue the garden scene I have now been attempting to perfect for over three weeks now. I feel every worry and sliver of annoyance slip away as I guide the brush strokes over the canvas, keeping quiet yet thoughtful conversation going with my best friend. 

I paint for another hour until I look over to Hyunjin’s easel seeing that he had since abandoned his canvas, yet again, to sit on the floor, his overly loved sketchbook in his lap as he traces shapes over the papers.

“Dining hall?” I question, wiggling my eyebrows at him in a mock suggestive way, sensing his boredom even from a few feet away. He lets out his signature excited squeal, even for the sub-par substance our school calls “food” we unfortunately pay way too much for, as he gathers his things, quickly shoving them aside to stand up. I pack up my own belongings and we walk over to the cafeteria. Our days since becoming friends have always been easy, never doing too much to overwhelm us in addition to our course work. I like the life I have created for myself, even if it is a few hours from what I still consider home. 

Our night ends as it always does, sitting on the floor of my dorm, food sprawled across my carpet, his laptop open and playing a Netflix show both of us have sworn we would pay attention to but never do. My dorm became our hangout spot quickly when my roommate met her boyfriend a few weeks into our freshman year, opting to spend most of her nights at his place instead of the room she was supposed to inhabit. I never complained, even though we had been friends long before we became roommates, her incessant cries for me to “find my person” and “live a little” began to sound like nails on a chalkboard. I knew her intentions were good spirited, even if me getting a boyfriend was mostly for her gain so that we could go on her coveted double-dates, however I had told her from the beginning I was at university to get my degree, not a hookup buddy. I let out a sigh as I rolled off of my place on the floor, reaching for my laptop and opening it to the same screen it had been left on since my psychology class ended earlier in the afternoon. 

“I still can’t believe my professor is damning me to hell by assigning this random group project. Who even does that?” My complaints are met by a shrug from Hyun as his attention stays on the pint of Ben and Jerry’s in his hands, scooping away at the chocolate ice cream gleefully. I type out a text to the number I wrote down earlier, deciding now was as good of a time as any to get the ball rolling on the project, even if it wasn’t due for another few weeks. 

I scoff at the message sent back to me, placing my phone on the ground to set aside the annoyance I felt resurface at the blatant dismissal. 

“This project is going to be a nightmare.” I groan, laying back onto the ground, my hands dragging down my cheeks. “Who even assigns group projects in lectures anyway! I don't know any of those idiots! Why does my grade have to depend on them?” I shove my phone closer to Hyunjin, flipping over onto my side to watch him as he reads over the text.

“Oh, ew. Good luck with whatever stick is shoved up your partner’s ass.” He pushes the phone back over to me as I let out another frustrated noise. Great, two annoying men in one day. What could be worse.

Four days have now passed since I had heard from my project partner, and my displeasure for him has only grown. Since the text on Monday, I have already started the work deciding to just get my part started so that when I finally do get a reply I have a better idea of what needs to get done. As I sat in a study room inside of the creative art building I hear my phone chime.

God… This dude was still a prick even after blowing me off when I wanted to meet earlier in the week. I swallow any other choice words I may have for my mystery psychology partner and turn my attention back onto my laptop, finishing the outline for my section of the project I had pretty much assigned myself. The project would be simple enough as long as my partner cooperated, which now seemed like a fleeting wish. Letting out a sigh I continue working, my mind drawing pictures of what this shit show of a project was going to turn out like.

I rounded the corner into the business building at 11:47 the next day, deciding to get there a bit early to ensure there was a study room available. Finally securing one of the rooms in the back of the building and pulling out my laptop and pulling up whatever resources would be needed for the project, shooting my partner a text to inform him of where to meet me. To pass the time I began sketching an idea for another landscape that Hyunjin had told me to attempt.

I watch as the clock hits 12:48, my hands gripping the pencil in my hand so tight, I think it might break. He’s late. What else did I expect? Pulling my phone out once again, I text him again, holding back any rageful curses, just barely. It takes him an exorbitant amount of time to reply, and when he finally does, I only see red. 

When he finally shows up, I nearly bolt out of the room. Of course. Of course it's the same, shaggy haired, cretinous, nuisance of a man that I had the displeasure of interacting with in the campus square at the beginning of the week. He now stands before me, reeking of stale, cheap bear, sporting the most egregious hickey on the side of his neck in a backwards cap and a somehow wrinkled hoodie. 

“How nice of you to show up.” I finally mutter as he enters the room, slumping over into the chair opposite of me.

“Nice to see you again, baby. I would have been here sooner but the brothers and I threw last night. Ended up drinkin’ a bit too much.” The smirk he is wearing makes my very insides turn inside out, either that or the smell of the cheap perfume that still lingered on him from his night-time escapades. 

“That much is obvious.” I scoff, waking up my laptop that had been abandoned in his tardiness. “Lets just figure out who has to do what so you can go back to whatever hangover activities you were attending to.” 

Han sucks in a breath through his teeth, moving his hand over his heart in mock hurt. “Hurts me to have you think I get hungover, sweet thing.” 

I just roll my eyes at him and push my laptop closer, showing him the outline I had prepared previously explaining to him the parts that I wanted him to complete. After a while of me talking and him trying to use what I can only describe as stereotypical “charm,” on me, he leans back in the chair, lacing his fingers behind his head with a look of confusion written clearly on his face.

“See, baby, I was thinkin’ that you could just… yaknow, do that part for me. Be a team player, yeah?”

“You're being facetious, right..?” I question, jaw half clenched as I get the words out. Taking in the look on his face I can tell he is, in fact, being dead serious about me doing every portion of this project.

“Look, I don't even know what that word means… Do you really want your name tied to mine on a project like this? I couldn’t tell you the last time I actually showed up to anatomy.”

“This is for psychology class, you…” I bite my tongue before I can call him every fowl name in the book. I let out a sharp sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose as I try my best to calculate the next words that are about to come out of my mouth. “I am submitting this project with my name on it whether you do your part or not. But I refuse to do the work of two people. You and the brothers of Alpha Epsilon… whatever, can keep your hands away from a girls tits for two days while you do your part of the project.”

“It’s Sigma Kappa Zeta, and I’m just saying, your grade, and mine by default, would be better if you just did the project.” He corrects me, as if I genuinely care about the name of his stupid paid friend group. I get to a point where if I have to listen to him for another moment I will claw my eyes out right here in the study room. I close my laptop abruptly, causing him to flinch in his chair, his eyes wide and locked on my movements. In one quick motion, I shove my laptop back into my bag, throwing it over my shoulder and standing from my space in the room.

“Do the project or don’t, just know that I am not doing it for you.” The not so well contained anger that laces into all of my words definitely sparked some sort of fear in the brown haired boy as I walked quickly out of the room and back into the main atrium of the business building. 

If I am anything, I am a woman of my word. The entire rest of my weekend was spent working on my portion of the project and nothing more. Formulating slides for the presentation, ensuring that my research was concrete, everything was cited in proper notation. I didn’t leave a single point of the rubric untouched. I wanted to give Han the benefit of the doubt, hoping that maybe, just maybe, he would have taken my little outburst as a warning and actually done his portion of the work. I shared everything he would have needed in his email, but nothing more. But as the weeks leading up to the due date wore on, I saw no new activity in the shared documents. There was a gnawing feeling of guilt that lingered in the smallest corners of my mind at how I reacted to his mostly mindless request until I reminded myself that he was also a grown man. He didn’t deserve to be babied through college, no matter how dim-witted he came off. 

The day of the presentation came quicker than I expected as my workload nearly doubled before my eyes. The last week and a half became a blur of midterm papers, stupid assignments that left me more confused than not, and some of the worst wine hangovers i've ever experienced thanks to Hyunjin’s new fake ID. As I took my seat in the lecture hall, I spotted Han entering through the side door, ego emanating off of him like cartoon stink lines. Just as I had expected, he hadn’t even opened the document that I had sent him so I submitted it to our professor unfinished and only with my name on it, along with a lengthy email drafted in my notes when I inevitably have to submit my peer review. 

The rest of the student’s presentations nearly put me to sleep as I mindlessly scribble in my sketchbook, awaiting my turn to completely embarrass Han. And when that fateful moment finally rears its head, it's just as glorious as I had expected. We walk to the front of the hall from our respective seats. Him clad in an unironed button up shirt and slacks, me in my most business casual dress from the very back of my closet. I begin by introducing the topic, giving the prepared background and flipping through my slides with practiced ease. It was clear to my professor that I had put in effort and time, rightfully so. But once Han’s slides appeared on the projector in front of the entire hall, his face paled. I bite back the shit eating grin I know is forming on my lips as I watch him flounder at the sight of the empty slides. Small snickers can be heard from around the classroom, the more astute students whispering to one another about his clear unpreparedness. This beautiful scene carries on for another 30 seconds or so until our professor loudly clears his throat, dismissing us back to our seats. 

Once I am out of view from Han, I can't hold back my smile any more, cheeks burning as the muscles contract further than I think they ever have. Sweet, sweet revenge. My phone vibrates against my desk and as I turn it over, the messages that plastered my lock screen only made my smile grow. 

[my-my-my]

Heyyo 💕, (english is not my first language) i hope you're doing well,so i had this thought while reading solo leveling and what if reader gets reincarnated/rebirth into bleach? What do you think will happen? Will her soul be different from others or the same? Will the shinigami notice the difference? Will she be immune to their powers? Or not? What if she instead of a system she has a status window in which she fould read others thoughts or moods? Like from the manwha "the status window princess"? Oh boy this is going to be long.

DEPENDING on where she is reborn, for example as a shinigami or a human. If as a soul and becomes a shinigami, do you think the captains would notice anything? Especially Aizen? Will they be suspicious of her? Or will she be just another shinigami to them?but what if she's in squad 5, and knowing the future and characters, would she and will she avoid aizen, maybe in order to not be in his 'kill' list, she ends up intriguing him? Or says or does something that changes a few aspects of him. WHAT IF she met aizen during his lieutenant days?OR what if she was in another's squad? OR accidently ended up being his classmate in the academy? Personally, Aizen would most definitely be a bit suspicious of her, after stalking her (just as he stalks others) for over a century, since there would be many questions regarding a few moments or "coincidences" of her, such as evading a canon situation.

Now onto what if she was a human, would she by any chance be born at the same time as the ichigo squad? Would she get along with them? What if she avoids them? What if she doesn't?what if she does/says something that changes a few aspects/habits of them which could change the future. Will any of them fall for her? Would she get entangled with them if she had higher raetsu than an average human? Will she survive? Will she change the plot?

There are so many questions whenever i think of this like what impact her presence would have, would she even be able to survive, would she want to go back to her original world, would she want a peaceful life? Personally i think if she was a shinigami before or after aizen sosuke's betrayal, in between she might quit as to not get involved or to persuade her dream life, such as opening a cafe or a cozy bookshop or a florist or a boutique maybe holding classes for arts and crafts(painting, pottery, charms etc) at her studio maybe even a teacher in highschool or a professor in a uni?? The list goes on and on, since im an artsy person i would choose one of em, maybe two who knows? Being introverted and speaking when spoken to or when necessary, slight clumsy, yet sharp on catching onto things, yet being dumb (adhd patient here),sometimes blurting out stuff that shouldn't be said, or having no filter, being straightforward,goldfish memory , do you think a reader who has such qualities would be able to survive

I actually really love how you write aizen, and analyse the situation with realism, i have read your posts again and again🤭🩷. I really enjoy your work, and when i thought of this i knew you would be the only person who would perfectly answer it, i enjoy your opinion!! 💮🌸🪷 Lots lots of love to you🍭

Thank you for sending me your request!! I'm not familiar with Solo Leveling or The Status Window Princess, so my apologies if I misunderstand! I'll work with what you've given me.

But before I jump in, thank you so much for your kind words! And also thank you for your patience in my response to your request. I hope this is what you had in mind ❤️.

The reader you created paints an interesting picture no matter where you place her, but I also agree with you that depending on if she was born a shinigami, born a human dies and becomes a shinigami, and just being human, would change how she interacts with the Bleach cast and story as a whole. That being said, I'll separate my reply to you in these three "universes" to organize my thoughts.

...if reader was born a shinigami

I agree with you that depending on when she becomes a shinigami, her interaction with the story will differ greatly. In scenarios like the one you describe, I always wonder how a student Aizen would react to a reader such as her. Partly because student Aizen is a mystery for canon Bleach as well, but we can guess that he was unassuming and didn't stand out. Aizen is particular about how he comes across, so I can't see him flexing his reiatsu as a young student.

In this scenario, I think the reader would have to stand out in some way to catch his attention. Maybe her reiatsu feels a bit different than everyone else, maybe she can immediately sense how much reiatsu Aizen has and it makes her curious about him. The reader you shared with me sounds like someone who is kind, even if she may come across as clumsy, blunt and a bit forgetful.

If she does try to befriend Aizen, it makes him apprehensive, yet curious about her. I think, if she had the powers you described, Aizen would eventually discover, or at least find some hints of her "unusual" behaviour through his habitual stalking. The thing about Aizen though, he also sees people in terms of their usefulness to him, so I can see him trying to assess where she fits in his plans. Then again, student Aizen may not have such plans at that moment in time, and may be walking the thin line of wanting to have friends or compartmentalizing his loneliness. If she can befriend him, I wonder how much will change?!

If she has the ability to see the future (as you mentioned) and saw the events of Bleach unfold - and she's placed in the time where she meets a young Aizen, I can see her trying to change his fate. I think a young Aizen may be more susceptible to this than say, Lieutenant or Captain Aizen. To me, Lieutenant and Captain Aizen are very driven to their goals at those points in the story - I don't see them swaying overall "course" for another person - he would just incorporate her into his plans somehow, or as you said, try and kill her (much to her dismay).

...if reader was born a human, dies and becomes a shinigami

I think in this case, the age of Aizen is very dependent. Lieutenant or Captain Aizen would see her as a potential experiment if she yielded the powers she had + the fact she had this since she was a human. He may be curious to know if there are others like her in the world of the living. Again, I think the key idea is that it will very much depend on how old Aizen is on when she meets him.

Also, it'll depend on what rank she in within the Gotei 13 to have some influence in the shaping of Aizen's story. I think if she were, say a 3rd or 4th seat, she would interact with Aizen and (un)fortunately, get his attention - and by that point, he has already slotted you into his plans. Fortunately for you, if you do have the power to see the future - then you can do your best to avoid it, but it comes with a catch. Aizen (I think) and possibly Urahara, would catch on. I think Gin would also be suspicious.

So she might have a lot of eyes on her if she avoids canon situations.

... if reader was born a human

In this situation, if she were born and placed in the same ages of Ichigo and co., it'll depend on what power she has that can be of benefit to the group. Not that Ichigo was looking for comrades, it was literally Chad, Orihime and Uryuu forcing themselves much to Ichigo's dismay lol, but they all had powers to back them up. I think the same thing would need to happen for reader as well. She would need some kind of power so Ichigo would not worry about her. It's why Tatsuki, Keigo and Mizuiro didn't come - they were powerless.

I am of the belief that shared journeys, traumas and experiences are massive bonding moments - so I think it would be understandable if reader and someone else (whoever that may be!) would develop feelings for each other. Would she have more influence in the story? I'm not sure - I think that's upon you on how much influence you want her to have on the story. Ichigo was very adamant on saving Rukia no matter what, and fought his way through. Would reader be facing her own battles? It's some food for thought!

There are so many questions whenever i think of this like what impact her presence would have, would she even be able to survive, would she want to go back to her original world, would she want a peaceful life?

As I mentioned before, I think you created an interesting reader and I think she would survive. From what you sent me, it sounds like she will do what it takes to survive because she wants a peaceful life. I think in that sense, if she was thrusted into the world as a shinigami, she would make do of what she has and find out what "peace" is in the sense of a shinigami. There are many side characters in the story who seem to lead peaceful lives - like Byakuya's old lieutenant prior to Renji (I don't remember his name). He's retired, but runs a glasses shop!

So no matter what hardships Aizen might throw at her (or force her into), or even if he decides to change his mind, I think your reader will push herself for the life she wants - whatever that may be!

Thank you again for sending this request, I hope this is what you wanted.

[ilookattextile]

apologies if this ask comes across as disrespectful or weird but I'm mostly asking bc I like hearing other peoples experience bc it makes me more hopeful for the future

how was it like for you to find your first job post uni?

and did knowing that finding a job would not always be easy or that jobs would be temporary ever deter you or demotivate you from studying your field?

Not disrespectful at all, I love lamenting about my lack of jobs. After uni i didn’t work in my “field” because i have a bachelor of fine arts so pretty much i worked on an organic farm, in a hardware store, babysitting and at a landscaping company until i went to grad school for museum stuff.

After museum school i knew i wouldn’t get a proper job right away so while i was working part time as a teaching assistant in art history at the local art school (where i didnt even go) and also working as a babysitter, i was also volunteering three-four days a week with the conservator at the textile museum, which eventually turned into my first freelance job in my field.

Then i was unemployed for a while and i interviewed for like 1000 jobs/internships and got rejected 1000 times until i got a job i didnt really want at a really small museum in winnipeg of all places but it was my only option so i took the job (it was a 6 month contract that got extended to 7 months).

Since then i’ve been working freelance at 2 different museums and working at a cafe at the same time. The only way it’s working is because i’m living with my parents for free. Still waiting for a stable job, so i applied for more grad school starting in september and will find out soon if i get in. I might set up a private studio after, if I still can’t get a proper job.

[pocketjoong]

this is actually so hard for me because do i want san or do i want woo but guess what i will go with the wooyo 🥰🥰

sOOOO i really need some floof with wooyoung, maybe some college bf woo cause he sounds very slay 🔥 take your time with it my dear and good luck 🥰

Thank you so much for requesting Chip! I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it! (P.S. Requests are open until 11:59 p.m. PST today!) @nebulousbrainsoup I'M SORRY I FORGOT TO TAG YOU FOR BETA-ING THIS. THANK YOU. ILY.

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (SYNOPSIS): Fluffy college!bf wooyo headcanons!

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (PAIRING) non-idol!Wooyoung x gn!Reader

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (WARNINGS) Lots of FLUFF. Mentions of eating. Mentions of uni being stressful. lmk if I am missing something.

ꕥ𓂃𓏧 (WORD COUNT) 775

☆ You and Wooyoung first met during your freshman year at college. No one would’ve expected your path to cross, especially considering that you were a STEM major while Wooyoung was a dance major. But, on the first day of a general education class, you found yourselves seated next to each other, and a casual conversation soon turned into animated discussions about the creative aspects of your respective fields.

☆ Wooyoung’s infectious laughter and humor quickly won you over, and you couldn’t help but admire his passionate approach to dance and art. Likewise, he was captivated by your intelligence and curiosity, and the way you treated everyone with kindness.

☆ As the semester progressed, you and Wooyoung became study partners, helping each other with your assignments and offering different perspectives on the course material. And even after the semester finished, the two of you remained friends, hanging out with each other whenever you had the time to.

☆ One evening, as you were working on a particularly challenging project for your class, Wooyoung decided to surprise you with a homemade dinner. He knew how stressed you were and wanted to lighten the mood. The dinner in your dorm room marked the beginning of your relationship.

☆ One thing that has remained consistent throughout your relationship is Wooyoung waking up a little earlier than you, tiptoeing into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for both of you, often playing soft music in the background. It’s usually something simple but made with love, like a heart-shaped pancake with a dollop of your favorite jam, or a sweet note by your coffee, expressing his love and wishing you a great day.

☆ Wooyoung also loves to randomly drag you into impromptu dance sessions, even if it's in the middle of your living room or the kitchen. Even if you don’t know how to dance, he patiently teaches you basic dance moves, guiding your steps until you get the hang of the moves. Sometimes, he dances goofily and encourages you to do the same, both of you dancing to the music while your laughter fills the room.

☆ He knows when you’re stressed about your classes, and motivates you to keep pushing forward. He sometimes leaves little encouraging notes in your textbooks or sends you sweet texts during the day.

☆ On tough days, he knows exactly when you need cuddles and comforting words. He wraps you in his arms, holding you close as he reassures you that everything will be okay. He tells you how proud he is of your hard work and dedication, and how much he loves you.

☆ You love attending his dance showcases and performances, and you often invite your friends to join. You sit in the front row, cheering the loudest, and your eyes are glued to him as he moves gracefully across the stage. He never fails to spot you in the crowd, and it fills him with happiness and energy.

☆ Occasionally, you find yourselves studying together. Though your fields of study are vastly different, you both enjoy each other’s company. Sometimes, you end up in the studio where Wooyoung practices dance routines and settle down in the corner, reviewing your notes or working on assignments while he practices nearby. You’re always there to help each other through the challenging parts, and it makes the study sessions much more enjoyable.

☆ Dating Wooyoung also means spontaneous date nights. They can be as simple as a midnight stroll through campus, a movie night at either of your dorms with all your favorite films and snacks, or a surprise outing to a new restaurant you’ve both been wanting to try.

☆ On the days leading up to Halloween, you spend weekends watching your favorite spooky movies in your matching Halloween-themed pajamas. A few days before Halloween, instead of watching movies, you visit a local pumpkin patch and pick out the perfect pumpkins to carve out. And on D-day, you usually go to the local haunted house or Halloween attractions.

☆ For Chritsmas, you decorate your dorm before leaving for the holidays. You both spend a day adorning the space with twinkling lights, ornaments, and a mini Christmas tree. And you make it a point to visit each other’s families for Christmas, exchanging gifts and spending time with loved ones.

☆ Wooyoung doesn't wait for special occasions to express his love. He often leaves small notes hidden around your home with sweet messages, surprises you with your favorite flowers, or simply tells you how much he loves you when you least expect it. His love is a constant presence in your life, and it warms your heart that you found such a precious person to share your life with.

[mrghostrat]

i appreciate all the kindness for my uni rejection, and anyone going through the same thing should def read through my replies if they need similar comfort. there’s a lot of “ATAR isn’t everything!” comments tho, which made me realise i haven’t actually talked much about my goals, so i wanted to share a little context.

i’m 30 (on the 17th). i took a gap year after high school and i went to uni at 19. i even dropped out a semester before graduating to pursue the one thing that was making me happy (my first original comic) during a really bad depression (undiagnosed adhd burnout). i got the last units and graduated a year later, a bachelor of game design.

haven’t used my degree once. i went into comics and freelance rather than games. but i also loved that degree and would do it all again, it was absolutely worth it.

i’ve been freelance and self sufficient for 6-7 years, and it’s fun and i’m proud of the things i’ve made, but i’m so tired. i’m specifically tired of having to work 7 different angles to make up one sufficient salary, and even if it ends up being temporary, i’d give anything for a 9-5. have someone else in charge for once.

got to the end of my rope last year and sat down to figure out what i like and what i’m good at. a Life Plan, yknow. i’ve always had an interest in teaching, helping, connecting like that. figured out degrees and became really invested in this new trajectory i pictured my life going on. i was also tired of waiting, because every time i wanted to move back to the city from this tiny town we’re in, somethings come up or delayed it. so zita helped me figure out how we could get the ball rolling and break our lease 3 months early, so we could move back to melbourne and i could start my degree this year. we looked for (and found) an apartment specifically on the side of the city that would be closest to my campus.

i hope that gives a lil context as to why i’m so devastated right now. the last 5 months have been me revving up to start this new chapter at the end of feb and one little email said nah.

the degree i wanted to do was a double degree, secondary education (hons) and a BA of fine arts. i was equally excited for both, because i never got to do a lot of actual art learning in my last degree, and the BA would give me all of that— life drawing, sculpting, painting, wood/metal/jewellery working, digital, fuckin everything. but it was the less important of the pair, when it comes to getting myself a job as an art teacher, because i already have the art experience. it was just a fun bonus, and the education degree was the one i NEEDED.

in nov i had to travel to melbourne to present a portfolio and interview for the BA. they showed me around the studio too, and i fell a little bit in love. i got the acceptance email in december, but i still didn’t have an offer for the education degree. another reason why i’m so discombobulated— i technically have an invitation, but it’s for the less important degree that would just be a money sink. do i go to uni anyway?? or just ignore this invitation and move on?

my state recently made education/teaching degrees free as a way of encouraging more teacher jobs. i learnt about this after i decided i wanted to pursue teaching, so it was just a fun lil bonus that i wouldn’t be adding to my student debt. apparently not, bc i didn’t think about how every teenager and their dog would apply for teaching degrees so they could get straight into uni without any debt. so, even tho i’m a graduate and i’m not relying on school scores, i was one in a million, likely just numbers on a page, and didn’t get in.

there could be other paths. i could start the BA and add the Edu degree later? i could reapply for mid year intake. i could… idk, most of what i could do requires emailing Monash and asking wtf, because i have no idea what’s actually possible and will need someone to lay it out for me.

still feels like i’ve run into a brick wall though. little bit shut down. more sad, not quite angry, but suddenly really spiteful for some reason— like “oh, you don’t want me? okay fuck you then, i won’t ever teach.” so stupid. just a bit fragile rn

[rosenfey]

Hi Ambie! Fellow thanatology/necromancy enthusiast here. Is there something related you could recommend? Books, films, art, games, anything you like really!

Hi there nonnie! First of all, I apologise for the somewhat late response, it took me a while to get to this. But I am really delighted by this message as it's always wonderful to know someone shares my favourite special interest! I would absolutely love to hear your recommendations, if you have any!

Now most of the irl accounts when it comes to funeral believes and practices I know from what I studied at uni and from my own thesis research based on historical accounts so they are either in the form of my notes (non-english) or in old manuscripts (also non-english, and not publicly available) so most of this will be popular media and obviously fictional. Also under a read-more because even though I tried to make it concise I kinda failed, oops.

/.books:

Discworld Series • Terry Pratchett

A cult classic that has been a huge part of my childhood! Namely the books that are about Death, the anthropomorphised character. These would be Mort, Reaper Man (a personal favourite), and Hogfather. As someone who has a rather debilitating fear of death (I know, ironic), Discworld’s Death has helped me deal with that, at least a tiny bit. He’s kind, loves cats, and has a pale horse called Binky. His adventures include losing his job and becoming a farmhand, and stepping in for Santa during this world’s version of Christmas. It’s a must read.

Death Warmed Over: Funeral Foods, Rituals, and Customs from Around the World • Lisa Rogak

It’s a funeral cookbook!!! And as a bonus it has descriptions of funerary customs from different cultures around the world.

A Life Among the Dead: Stories from an Irish Funeral Director • David McGowan

Currently ‘up next’ on my tbr pile. It sounds really intriguing, as it’s an irl account from the death industry.

Death, Ritual and Belief • Douglas Davies

I've been told this is a good entry level book to thanatology. Haven’t read it personally yet so I can’t speak much about the academic level of the writing but it’s on my radar.

/.art:

Robert Warren Harrisson

He has a series of Danse Macabre-inspired artwork depicting Death in real-life situations, often giving it a more compassionate outlook. My fave piece is this one, where Death is depicted as a nanny taking children who died during the Spanish flu.

/.games:

Dragon Age: the Veilguard

If you, like me, enjoy the concept of benevolent necromancy, and necromancy as a way to take care of and honor the dead, as well as preserve their memories, then Veilguard does a really good job of that. And while I struggle to recommend the game as a whole, as it has things that it does really well but also things that it - in my impartial opinion - does really badly, I can easily say that their take on necromancy is the best I've seen. Ever. Just know that it takes a long time to get there and the entire necromancy arc is disappointingly short compared to the rest of the game. But hey. What’s there is worth it.

Divinity Original Sin 2

One of my top favourite games of all time. The setting, the gameplay, and the lore is excellent. Made by the same studio who made Baldur’s Gate 3, this game is the reason we even have Baldur’s Gate 3 in the first place. And the necromancy spells are seriously so much fun! I am not one for min maxing and such but you can pull off a serious dps build as a necromancer! Plus you get a spell that lets you summon a giant spider made out of bones. I call her Bonnie and headcanon that my oc knits her lovely pink scarves and sweaters. I adore her. She’s everything to me. I love spiders AND necromancy and Bonnie is the best.

Baldur’s Gate 3

Speaking of, another of my top faves! It being DnD means it has my favourite flavour of necromancy = using mushroom magic! It’s a druid subclass but you can multiclass and pick some other necromancy spells from wizard so you can have both of the best worlds if you ever so choose! I also personally love playing with mods too that let me have my mushroom zombies accompany me forever, because watching them die after a few turns is traumatising. I want Chanterelle, Toadstool, and Mr. Shrumbo to be with me always thank you very much.

Pillars of Eternity 1 and 2

Now Pillars has a different take on necromancy. What is more commonly known as necromancy is called animancy in the game world and it contains the study of the soul, but it’s more than that. I personally find this take very fresh and interesting. It also has a class that is essentially a necromancer bard. You get to summon spirits of the dead through song! And that’s dope af. I only wish I could have some skeleton friends help me complete my music number.

Avowed

Same world as the Pillars of Eternity games but it gets a special mention because I adore this game so so much. AND you get to have mushrooms on your face. AND it’s incredibly beautiful with amazing writing. AND you should go play it right now.

Elder Scrolls Online

In case you want some mmorpg recommendations as well. Now, all elder scrolls games have necromancy in them, I just personally find it a bit less fleshed out, in terms of available spells. ESO is getting a special mention on that front as it has a dedicated necromancer class with a lot of fun spells. What I also adore about elder scrolls in general is the Dunmer, the dark elves of the universe, and their unique take on death. And while they consider necromancy to be evil, just like most of the world, they pretty much practice a sanctioned version of it, where they commune with their ancestor spirits or bind skeletal remains to protect their houses from evil.

Guild Wars 2

Another mmorpg recommendation, as I find the necromancy gameplay very fun. If you enjoy more traditional, Reaper kinda take on necromancy, you get to have a big sword and a spectral scythe (also big) as one of the subclasses.

[rrezshifts]

⛪️ for the marauders reality!!

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ৎ୭ WASN’T SURE which marauders reality you wanted so i just did both so you wouldn’t be disappointed

POLY!MARAUDERS REALITY

⛪️ TAKE ME TO CHURCH : is there something you find yourself devoted to? is it a person? or is it an ideal? or something else? what makes you drawn to it or them? . . . SPENDING TIME with my loved ones is something I find myself devoted to. If not my loved ones themselves. Being in a polyamorous relationship you need to ensure everyone is content, or happy with where they’re at with you or in the dynamic. One suppressed feeling or opinion can really cause mayhem in a polyamorous relationship. I devote myself and my time to those I care about not just to ensure a healthy happy relationship but just because I want to. I enjoy spending time with my friends and lovers. I find it hard to enjoy my time alone when I could be spending it with those I love. I’ll put a lot of work into hanging out, and money too. And I’ll spend a lot of time thinking about when I’ll hang out with someone next or gearing up for the hang out when it’s already planned. My boyfriends know how much I love quality time, some of them loving or enjoying it too, so they’ve let it become a central part of our lives. They each take me on dates as much as they can. James likes going all out, Sirius likes making it expensive, and Remus likes making it simple and comfortable. All together I get all kinds of dates with varying atmospheres. I personally like to make it fun, an adventure, but an adventure that’s comfortable for everyone. I also enjoy when we all go out together, even if it means we have to hide behind being a group of friends in public. So often those group activities have to be a bit less romantic. But I also love the quiet days in, whether that’s movies, arts and crafts, cuddling, etc. I spend a lot more time with Remus as my roommate. So much so that Sirius or James will disappear from their dorm to spend time in mine, or even spend the night. Every year when dorm roommates could change, James and Sirius convinced me to room with them each year. And then when it came to the fourth and final year they were like, “…we should just all four room together.” Which we did in a bigger dorm like studio apartment. We spent too much time together at that point. Not like we got tired of each other but our friends simultaneously got tired of us while also seeing less of us.

MODERN!MARAUDERS REALITY

⛪️ TAKE ME TO CHURCH : is there something you find yourself devoted to? is it a person? or is it an ideal? or something else? what makes you drawn to it or them? . . . SIRIUS. My life is all about Sirius. Even at the point where we weren’t together. Our first year at hogwarts uni, where it’s been nine months since we broke up, but we’re became best friends again. My life is still all about Sirius. I’m always thinking of him. Always staring at him. Thinking of him when I see things he would like or want, and sometimes unable to stop myself from buying them for him. Choosing to spend time with him instead of the plans I was invited to. I told them I’d think about it, but in reality I was finding out if those plans Sirius mentioned offhandly once to me, and sometimes the other marauders, were still going to happen. When I have the opportunity to hook up with other people, I think of Sirius, and turn it down. Then when we start dating again, my life is overcome with him. I spend so much time with him that I’m missing from my friends lives until they have to talk to me about it. Which I’m obviously understanding about. But I’m spending too much money on Sirius too. My life has become dedicated to Sirius and his life has become dedicated to me. We’re that couple that can’t keep their hands off each other. Or the one that will separate themselves from their group of friends to go hook up in an undisclosed location. We’re that couple that talks to much about each other in the very beginning of the relationship. And I believe a part of the reason why is the fear we both have of it all ending again, even though neither of us want that. We talk about it and we do better for ourselves and our friends. Letting go of the obsession we have, and instead growing this gentle and relaxed devotion for each other.

© rrezshifts last updated. 04/20/2025

[vettelsvee]

What's a studio ghibli trend??

talking about formula 1 exclusively, since japanese gp is coming up this weekend people have decided to “celebrate” it no other than posting studio ghibli styled photos of f1 drivers all over the years

the problem comes when, instead of hiring artists to create the drawings, they thought it was a great idea to generate them with ai and, as you all may know, ai is becoming, sadly, that powerful that artists’ works and all of them themselves are being put into a second place, where their works don’t really matter anymore at this point

i know ai exists, and it’s a tool if you know how to use it correctly (i’m currently doing a research on that for my final uni project btw), but actually wanting to use it to “save money” because you don’t wanna pay artists that actually do art for a living, or use it to “save time” it’s simply insane to me and makes me very, very mad

autosport is one of the accounts that have done this, but i also saw abu dhabi gp official acc on ig doing it as well

i know some of you might think it’s “nothing” or that the “drawings are so cute”, but you need to think first how much artists are currently struggling with this since i’ve seen even some of them talking about how people thought their works were ai generated

i’d do a long speech/ted talk on this topic since i’d love to say quite a few things i’ve been seeing lately, but i think i’ll leave it here (for now lmao)

hope this helped you some way, anon!

and please, support artists!

[jumpscaregoose]

that's a wrap on art posts for 2024!

like what you see? all the art I posted this year is visible on my art tag!

wanted to try something different after last year's formatting disaster, so this is less of a summary and more of an everything-I-made-and-liked collage. as in that's what it is that's what you're looking at

this was a big year for me (I started university and lived away from my parents for the first time, yayyy) and I think you can see that in how my art style evolved in the past 12 months. I'm really happy with where it is now!

last year I picked one piece from each month to talk about, so I'll be doing that again for this year below the cut

january

this is the still version of an after effects animation I did for a design class in my last year of high school. I initially wanted to post this as a gif, but I knew nothing about how gifs worked at the time and it came out both massive and heavily artifacted. I can't even post the gif on tumblr, but the animated version is up in an mp4 format (that does have more colour correction and generally looks better)

february

this is a weird pick to represent february (it wasn't even on the collage image) but this... thing does represent that month to me lol. this doodle took me all of 20 minutes and represents the most important battle of 2024... shaman king flowers stream vs frost's microwave

march

kentareo happened (in earnest, they've been here since the end of january)

april

I don't like anything I drew in april enough to put here

may

march-may was my flop era this year and I blame these two. at the start of the year I was using a LOT of heavy colour overlays to hide my inability to colour good and those really showed their weaknesses when it comes to pieces with strong complementary colour palettes. this one's nice though, I hated drawing kenta's shoes

june

big month for tss news! I really love the colours I got with my tss art from june, you can tell the overlay technique can work when you're not shackled by the kentareo colour palette

july

(wow this is really the same pose again. I promise I drew more things in between)

my first month out of high school! had a lot of fun going into the outfit details with this one

august

the most important change as far as this list goes- I switched programs to clip studio paint! I'd used adobe fresco for almost all of my digital art career, but I got a pc in august and finally made the switch. it took a while to adjust, mostly because my fresco process had emerged basically via natural selection under the program (and hardware) limitations I was working under. a lot of things (like the heavy texture) I had to relearn in csp with more intention (the august piece is a bit smooth, isn't it?)

september

I moved into uni and spent most of the month adjusting to the major life change. I spent most of my drawing time on this piece, trying to figure out techniques and download brushes to get the kind of texture I wanted. this one took absolutely ages

october

clip studio finally clicked for me. I figured out how to speed up the parts of my workflow that sucked (flat colours) and embraced a more paint-heavy, brushstrokey rendering style. the speed increases also meant I suddenly had the energy for backgrounds!

november

I drew the most this month out of any in the year. I also stopped needing the overlays to make my colours look nice, and so the palettes in my art got more diverse. this piece I remember drawing in about an hour at midnight when I had to wake up at 6:45 the next morning for work, and being so happy I finally captured this specific glowing hair effect

december

I drew so many full background pieces this month, but I want to shout out this non-background one for the shattering effect I got with the selection tool

and that's the end! many more things coming in the new year (some I've already drawn, actually)

[vintagelacerosette]

Art Tag 🖼🎨💕

I was tagged by these talented magnificent artist thanksss 💕

Molly @deathclassic Julissa @heymrspatel Deanna @deedala Ice @spookygingerr Ling @lingy910y

Have you always been interested in creating art? Yes, I was that kid in high school doodling anime girls throughout class lol

What's your favourite medium to use? I really like digital for the infinite undo button with my perfectionist ass lmao & I'm using Clip Studio. Paper art has been quite therapeutic for me too

Do you create outside of fandom? Yes

Share something you haven't finished and/or never got around to posting

I made a tribute to our Gallacrafts zine, but at the time, the mods had changed, so I was gonna create a companion piece. I didn't get around to it & then the mods had changed again 😅

Some OG crafting overlords Rhys @smokey-mickey Leah @whatwouldmickeydo Donna @sleepyfacetoughguy

I also have gallacrafts I haven't completed for really old themes, but I do still wanna post lol

Favourite piece you've made? Toss up between my gallacrafts Pride 2 piece (see piece that has most notes question) or my 2024 gallavich valentines/my icon

Draw your icon in a minute or less

You get the gist lmao

An underrated piece you've made in your opinion

A little bit to thus This collection of missing posters with the mixed media.

Do you do art in a professional setting? No, but I wanted to. I studied Visual Arts with a major in screen arts in university tho. Uni wasn't what I wanted my plan was to do animation, but, plans fell through

A piece you don't like but did really well on social media

This. The portions are wack basic background, Ian's face feels off & I rushed this

Post an old piece and compare it to your most recent, what are the similarites?

Wow pretty good that I get to compare these two lol. Still got the star motif & the way I'm drawing bodies is has improved yay! Look at that looooong squiggly pointing arm

Have you ever collaborated with another artist/s? Yes, with the lovely & super talented Ling @lingy910y I couldn't have as for a better first time collab partner 🫶🏼 Would love to collab more 🥰

What piece has the most notes? Are you surprised?

This one has the most notes for hand drawn art & the other is my most notes for art/crafts in general. I'm pretty proud these are top dogs & pleasantly surprised with the Deleted scenes one 😄

Who/What is your favourite subject matter? Our boys but also when I'm acrylic painting I'm loving painting clouds & sunset/sunrise skies hues

Show us something not from fandom you've made

I've been experimenting with acrylic paints after getting inspired by a sparkling water painting I saw on tumblr & here are some cute cows I drew for Leah

Where do you like to create? There's a table in the lounge room that's very spacious, has good light & a cart with a stash of my art supplies. But I wanna migrate back to my room bc I got a new big desk there to keep my mess away lol

Do you have a tag that you use to group your creations? Tell us so people can follow it. It's under Myn's art

Give yourself a shoutout, where can we commission/buy/follow you for more pieces? I don't sell my art or do commissions, but I kinda have some drawings I do love & toy with the idea of making postcards or have it on a mug

I'll tag sensational & inspiring artist if they wanna play 💖

@suzy-queued @tsuga-of-mars @samantitheos @burninface @darthvaders-wife @psychicskulldamage @michellemisfit @sgtmickeyslaughter @mickittotheman @y0itsbri @friend-bear @matt404b @takeyourpillsbitchh @michellemisfit @mikhailoisbaby @mikcrymilkovich

[jellytheteawolf]

Gonna vent a little on here bc there's less ppl and it won't be pushed anywhere, mostly venting abt feeling some sort of imposter syndrome

I'm so fuckign sad. It's been building up the past month I feel bc I haven't been able to sit down and make original art. I've been really into nezha lately which helps with keeping my creativity a little, but I feel bad bc I haven't made anything original/focused on my original work lately

I have so many wip comics and pieces and in the past ie through highscgool I almost never had multiple wips at once bc I always managed to finish every piece I started. But now I have many ideas limited time/energy bc uni (or I might just be making excuses for myself who fucking knows) and I can't finish any original work at all. I feel like my skill is stagnating

Back in hs I took ap studio art in my junior and senior year, and I made full pieces like every week. Even when I was feeling burnt out I still managed to make something and my skill level shot up. Now I'm like. Fml

It's not the fact that I feel I am "losing relevance" or feel "pressured by the algo" or wtv. I've been sub 1k on all my social media for 6 yrs and I've long made peace with never having a large audience that'll like my original work /gen, I have many talented moots and that's good enough for me. It's the fact that I'm afraid I'm going to die without ever having published/shared my oc story, and my ocs + original stories will die with me

I've been concepting my Heartbreak story + ocs since middle school. They are my true passion project and inspiration and reason why I feel drive to create and be alive. I think of everything, the scope of it all, and I feel it'll never happen.

By scope I mean the complexity of the story and my skills being unable to convey it properly. On one hand I either put too much detail into a page that it isn't sustainable, or I don't do enough and I feel unsatisfied. Maybe all creators feel like this, maybe this is normal. But I want to fuckign bash my head in

I've been repeating to myself that any progress is still progress. And that trying at all is better than not doing anything. But online I see ppl saying things along the line like... no one cares if it's a passion project if it's bad. And usually I'm good abt not gaf but it's been getting under my ski and sometimes I wonder if it's better to just save myself the effort and heartache and just. Not do it

Especially bc I'm not majoring in art/my career won't be in art. When I was applying for colleges my mom told me that if I chose art path she would not pay my tuition nor support me in any way shape or form. "It's your life and I won't interfere" except fucking leave it entirely huh. I get it comes out of a place of care esp since they're first gen immigrants and they know that other paths are more stable but it's just. Idfk man

And I'm a pussy. A fucking coward. I am stuck in a gray area where I don't want to "suffer" like an art student and be forced to make so much art where the joy is sucked out of creation for me. But I love art too much to just let it go. I can't choose one or 5he other completely bc I'm greedy and stupid

And yea art as a hobby exists but then circle back to my ocs and stories and fear that I'll die with nobody ever knowing their story.

I want to make a oc comic so bad. But I'm too cowardly to commit to the effort and tears it'd take to make it good. I'm too cowardly to be on my own and get cut off, too cowardly to be an art student, too cowardly to do fucking anything except feel bad about myself. And I could write it. Except I'm shit at writing and it doesn't scratch the same itch drawing does.

And all of that combined with the idea that it doesn't deserve to be seen/shouldn't be seen if it isn't "good." Makes me feel I should give up

I won't though, at least not completely. Because I genuinely would not be able to forgive myself if I gave up. Idek know what I'm doing I'm scattered everywhere I can't think of anything. I have no vision for my future in a world that demands a clear vision to survive.

I tire myself too. I'm just like a cockroach who wants to die but can't commit and do it. If I feel horrible everyday, at least I'll try for my friends. If I can make my friends happy at least a few more days in the infinite future I think I could. Forgive myself a little. 老娘 is fucking tired

[joannaliangart]

Last Name (2023) 4.5 x 7” 25 page saddle-stitched book. 4-colour risograph cover, laser printed pages. Digital illustration and poetry.

documentation photos above taken by Ashley Cheng (@/0922s9 on instagram) and edited by me.

Last name is an illustrated poem about identity and not knowing what you inherit from blood. The zine centres around a multi-linguistic metaphor, where the disconnect of what "last name" means in Chinese and English represents the disconnect in culture, language, and family. (In Chinese, the surname comes first.)

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Whoo man. One of the pieces that weighs heavier in my heart than most cause the subject is more of a currently ongoing thing. I always really liked this poem though its one of my favourites despite its subject matter, and I was glad to turn it into a visual art project. twas my final project for a 3rd year illustration class

Might upload all the digital illustrations of the pages someday but I want to make some new editions of the zine first! Tis another piece I'd like to sell n get out there in the world; I have like 18 copies or smth right now but to be so honest most of them are pretty fucked up lmao I did not do a great job binding these orz

Really love how the cover turned out! I was very specific with my paper choice; there's this beautiful paper (I think its name was Stardust White) with lil coloured specks in it that I bought from my school's riso studio specifically for this project and I adoreee how it turned out. My first time doing a 4 colour riso print too! Still feels very ambitious to me haha

A bit of linguistic context (yep I was playin around with the tension/differences between Chinese and English language; how v cool of me):

Chinese names have the surname come first; so while my English name is Joanna Liang, my Chinese name is Liang Shu Ran. So when I say 'last name' in English it refers to my surname, But theres a disconnect/inconsistency when literally translated, because the surname does not come last in Chinese.

This disconnect in what "last name" means serves as the conceptual centrepoint in this zine, representing the disconnect in culture, language, and family. In fact, in the title page, I translate the zine's title to Chinese (the 5 characters on the right of the phone):

Which, to give an accurate connotative translation back to English, would mean something like "final name" or "the very last name". (fitting again, considering I don't want children but that's a whoooooolleee other fuckin can of worms lmao)

In that title page, to the left of the phone is my Chinese name. But I've formatted it the English way, with the surname last: "Shu Ran Liang". And at the bottom, my English name formatted the Chinese way: Liang Joanna, with the title "translated" underneath as "first name" (so it still refers to my surname in this reversed formatting).

It's all kinda convoluted and complicated, which was intentional because that confusing and difficult to navigate path to understanding is precisely my experience with this particular aspect of my life.

+bonus here's this satisfying clean cut stack of pages ooooo *chefs kiss* Big stack cutter my beloved I'm gonna miss it when I leave uni it just so fun to use

+sweet things: when I was showing my mock-up with the roughs in class, one of my classmates said "that's beautiful" and pointed to the spread on page 21-22, with the fireworks exploding out of the panel frames. That was nice, cause I really like that spread too

[alicewisbeystudio]

2019 screen print

I always forget how much I loved doing screen prints, I really should’ve spent more time in the print studio at uni but my adhd had me in a chokehold :(

This is still one of my favourite prints (and one of my first) inspired by scribbling, ripping and tile dividers.

This set of prints was also in the 2019 exhibition-Cabin Baggage, print portfolio, Norwich University of the Arts gallery, UK

[bassicallymaestra]

Hello! I'm your secret Santa 🎅

I hope you're having a lovely and relaxing weekend 💕

What inspired you to become an artist?

Ahhh!!! Hello!!!! 😍😍😍

Thank you so much!! Art and music has always been a big part of my life and my biggest loves/hobbies! I started drawing around 10 years old when I saw Sailor Moon for the first time and became OBSESSED! I was constantly drawing and making little comics. I originally wanted to go into animation, but due to art desert of where I grew up, there weren't any opportunities for me and then the 2008 market crash happened and then I figured maybe I should try for a salary job vs. freelancing. I have always been serious about music, taking lessons most of my life and it was always enjoyable work for me. I found out I really love teaching and decided to pursue music education. Art became my escape and I got a job as an orchestra teacher. It was a tough school and job, but I stayed there for 7 years (it literally kicked the shit outta me, I even got punched my first year teaching) but I sharpened my skills and then Covid + quarantine happened and I decided life was too short and decided to go back to school for my masters and eventually graduated with a double masters in orchestral conducting and double bass performance. Also, double bass wasn't my main instrument before, but I always wanted to play and finally got the chance in grad school and fell in love!! Now I'm literally in my dream job of being a music professor at two universities! It's kinda funny with my original fear of freelancing and here I am, basically freelancing with two uni jobs, a private studio, and gigging with different ensembles around the area.

I wish music and art weren't so time intensive, I would love to keep making art (especially my output this summer) but I gotta pay the bills!

P.S. I've been thinking of putting a video of me playing some Hogwarts Legacy music for fun!

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We got such a good reaction to last week’s “The Summoning” postcard teasing a graphic novel series that I thought it was a good bet you hadn’t read the interview with creator Elyse Castro that was done in 2017 by the Frederator development group.

frederator-studios:

Frederator Studios’ Cooper Nelson checked in with Elyse Castro, creator of “The Summoning,” the newly released GO! Cartoons short on Cartoon Hangover, to ask a few burning questions. Let’s see if her answers are equally on fire.

Elyse Castro created “The Summoning,” about Claire, a witch, and her cat Edgar, on a quest for a missing spell ingredient. When I asked her our usual opening question—“Where did you study animation?”—Elyse just chuckled.

“Can’t answer that one,” she explained, “I didn’t!”

Rebellious against the ‘usual,’ Castro, of Brisbane, Australia, is a prolific creative, with experience ranging from playwriting to comics to taxidermy—she recently gave blacksmithing a go. Below, she doles out the deets on “The Summoning,” and leads us down her windy path to cartoon-creating.

So what did you study in school?

I went to uni for theater and visual art, but halfway through got really into the culture of tattooing, and became a tattoo apprentice. My Catholic parents were horrified. I was a tattoo artist for several years, then cooled off it—partly because of a hurt wrist, partly because I was tired of people’s shit tattoo ideas.

I can imagine. So then what’d you get up to?

I was doing freelance comics, some fine art, but also studied to become a drama teacher. I was frustrated about the neglect of arts and theater education in Australia, and decided to quit harping about the problems and lend a hand to the solutions.

Do you enjoy teaching?

I love connecting with the kids. And it’s creative—I teach at an all boys school, so I often write us alternative plays to fit them better, like our own version of “Robin Hood”. It’s a lot of laughs—I love making people laugh.

Is that why you wanna make cartoons?

Oh yeah – it’s always been a big motivation for me. My biggest goal in life all through growing up, and even now, is to make my sister laugh. It isn’t too hard, she’s thinks I’m a riot. She ended up becoming a research scientist, while I’m an adult entertained by Yo Gabba Gabba.

I respect that. So then what inspired “The Summoning”?

Certainly my maniac cats [see Winston below]. And actually, a lot of experiences with my sister. Voices we’d use, stupid things we’d do. And some gross stuff. Like, the whole bit with the dandruff in “The Summoning” was based on a time that I picked a big flake of the stuff off her head. I remember it now, a nice, sunny day…

Aha, gross! Gotcha. What mattered to you while developing your own short?

I thought about what I wanted to see in a cartoon—I’m drawn to the macabre, odd stuff, like my taxidermy. I’m very crafty, always making things, which lends itself to a witch character. And tone-wise, I wanted to keep it real, even have nuggets of education. Like in “The Summoning,” I tucked in a great factoid about poo consumption in the animal kingdom.

Sounds about as educational as a Frederator show gets!

I still can’t believe I have a project with Frederator. It was my childhood dream to make a cartoon, and I’m a huge fan of Pendleton Ward and Natasha Allegri. I even got to work with Natasha, who directed “The Summoning”! I was fangirling, it was so hard to act cool.

What’re your favorite cartoons?

Definitely Daria, Ren and Stimpy, South Park, and Adventure Time.

So about the witchcraft stuff – dabble in witchcraft yourself?

Not really, but I’m very interested in paganism and witchcraft. I study it, love the history behind it. My friends and I mess around with tarot cards sometimes, but I haven’t gone farther than that… yet.

– Cooper

Watch Elyse’s “The Summoning” on Cartoon Hangover!

For the 1 year anniversary of “The Summoning” and Go! Cartoons, bumping @elysecastro‘s interview non-US fans link here!

(this was also my first interview! We’re at ~50 a year later, with video and probs audio ones too on the way. Anthology post forthcoming! ?)

– stillcooper