#of course when i see other black artists draw natural hair im like wow so varied and unique!

[velveteen-vampire]

having a fursona that looks like you or mirrors your appearance is such a foreign concept to me. i guess i just feel a disconnect from my appearance most of the time.

[shvdxs]

but you know that this is useless

1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you? yeah but we do be workin on that

2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you? not really only when im woken up in the middle of the night fearing for my life

3. The person you would never want to meet? oh you know

4. What is your favorite word? peruse deadass

5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be? womping willow i want mfs to nap under me

6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought? yike!

7. What shirt are you wearing? black noodie

8. What do you label yourself as? tired

9. Bright room or dark room? dark

10. What were you doing at midnight last night? i couldn’t sleep because of the thunder so i went on my home computer and went through the pictures from my mom’s camera and came across some pictures i didn’t know existed bc i’d been looking for pictures from my 2016 twirp bc k8 and i looked hot as shit but i only had 2 pictures??? 

11. Favorite age you’ve been so far? i think 16 i “glowed up” whatever the fuck that means from being emo but 17-18 was absolutely the happiest years of my life until everything went down hill my sophomore year of college and then shit got better the beginning of my senior year and then it went DOWNHILL FAST but then my roommate and i became best friends and i got close with my homies from work and everything was getting great right before i turned 22 and then bam shit got bad because RONA

12. Who told you they loved you last? my mama like 2 minutes ago

13. Your worst enemy? trump, i think the only person that’s fucked up my life is my grandmother, however there’s a couple of people i know that deserve a hexin

14. What is your current desktop picture? its changing kitten pictures

15. Do you like someone? nah

16. The last song you listened to? the song that was last played on my spotify was boy bye

17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up? trump fUCK him UP im SO SICK and TIRED

18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face? ^^^^^ + (null) and maybe (null)

19. If anyone could be your slave for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do? anyone i’ve absolutely babied and slaved over in my life out of pure love that fed off that and left

20. What is your best physical attribute? (showing said attribute is optional) height and legs fucking duh, unfortunately ive got wide ribs and no snatched waist but im model status at this point

21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do? i genuinely cannot answer that

22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it? uh my hands are doubled jointed and im oddly flexible

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of? facial tattoos

24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposal. i hate sandwiches but say i had to eat one................ subway BMT w provolone with every vegetable on white

25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it? fuckin rent bc Mizz Rona

26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go? i mean AFTER mizz rona i’d like to go to fucking europe, specifically greece or norway. or just straight to australia fuck it

27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. “Be brand-specific” it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? Even if you don’t drink booze there’s something you can figure out… so what’s it gonna be? i read heaven and said i gotta go then saw alcohol. the switch i made was incredible. mojito. i want a blueberry mojito.

28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place? animal crossing????? my rule is no uglies

29. What is your favorite expletive? excuse me

30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno? if it’s my apartment im grabbing my laptop because i have homework due assuming my phone is in my pants

31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be? WOW! PLEASE! i beg of you

32. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool shit… you can move to anywhere else in the world! norway bye

33. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back? we been knew death is a homie, however i’d bring back (out of all of my favorite artists) epstein for the tea

34. What was your last dream about? uh i took a nap which usually leads to lucid dreams so i started dreaming that i was vomiting and then it switched to a lucid dream so i was like gross imma spit it out and then i realized i was in my dorm so i was like wait let me do some rad shit but then i woke up drooling

35. Are you a good….[insert anything you’d like here]? no. im not good at anything.

36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital? yeE

37. Have you ever built a snowman? of course

38. What is the color of your socks? grey rn

39. What type of music do you like? i like emo shit

40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets? sunset

41. What is your favorite milkshake flavor? mint chocolate baby

42. What football team do you support? (I will answer in terms of American football as well as soccer) i dont watch football but bears bc im from chi

43. Do you have any scars? on god

44. What do you want to be when you graduate? i wanna go to grad school but MIZZ RONA

45. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? my brain, i know id be successful in so many realms with my interests and goals but i have so many setbacks and fears and mental illnesses that it keeps me back but i do be pushin thru

46. Are you reliable? i try to be

47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be? how far into the future tho

48. Do you hold grudges? unfortunately noooo but that’s because im passive and fear loosing people

49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create? cat and owl lemme see her

50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had? dont even know where to start

51. Are you a good liar? lmao yeah my mom turned me into a straight faced liar

52. How long could you go without talking? i’ve gone days

53. What has been you worst haircut/style? rn. fucking rn. they cut my hair so short i want to die.

54. Have you ever baked your own cake? so many times

55. Can you do any accents other than your own? of course

56. What do you like on your toast? butter and cinnamon sugar yall know what i mean

57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of? i miss drawing, but i played telestrations after dark and im p sure it was “spermicide” and i ended up having to draw someone shooting a dick with a gun

58. What would be you dream car? ooooo, okay i’d die for a mercedes SLS or a jaguar F-type 

59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain. i vibe

60. Do you believe in aliens? of course

61. Do you often read your horoscope? its funny tho so a lot

62. What is your favorite letter of the alphabet? X

63. Which is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons? dragons bc they aren’t real

64. What do you think about babies? NO. i cannot with the noise. the clean up. disgusting. yall sacrificing too much to wipe shit and silence children.

[mybiasissunshine17]

Nude (Markjin)

Jinyoung sighed in relief has the bell rang to end class. Closing his sketchbook and throwing his bag over his shoulder he made his way out of art class and back to his dorm. He was a college student, majoring in art. His dream was to be an artist. To travel around the world drawing everything and everyone he laid eyes on. Although he didn't look it, what with his neatly styled black hair and and primmed glasses he looked more like a buisness man then an artist.

His parents didn't like his passion for drawing. They wanted him to go into a more realistic field. Like a doctor or a lawyer. They wanted to make sure that Jinyoung could always provide for himself and then more some. Money was extremely important to his parents but to Jinyoung all he wanted for his future was happiness and drawing. Thus, he decided to tell his parents off and save a shit ton of money for dorm fees and college tuition seeing as his parents wouldn't put money into the career they didn't want their son to pursue. Jinyoung didn't mind. In fact, he was glad he could do this himself. He didn't need help from unsupportive parents.

Once he made it to his dorm he unlocked it and walked inside after closing the door behind him, locking it once more. He always locked his door. Even though this was an art school, there were still some crazy musicians that like to wreck havoc. Best to keep your things locked up, just in case. Strolling over to his desk he dropped his bag at his feet and opened up his sketch book.

His entire life was in his sketch book. All of the things he would look at for more then 3 minutes throughout the day, he would draw. If he didn't spend much time looking at whatever it was then to Jinyoung, it wasn't important enough to be in his sketchbook. His drawings ranged from landscapes, to the night sky, to the beautiful pond that was located behind the college. But most of a his sketchbook contained the most beautiful thing he laid his artist eyes on.

Mark.

Jinyoung knew it was creeping but his motto was that if he looked at something for more than 3 minutes he had to draw it because it was special. He would always look at Mark for longer. Well, unless Mark sensed someone was watching him. That's when Jinyoung would look away. He knew it was pretty creepy. That's why he would never let anyone see his sketchbook. It's not like there was only one picture. No, the sketchbook was filled with pictures of Mark.

Mark was a photographer. Jinyoung would usually see him around campus with his camera. That's when Jinyoung would watch him, observing everything about him so he could draw it all down when he got back to his dorm. Mark looked the most beautiful when he was taking pictures. His eyes would light up and his body would go completely still so he could get the perfect picture. When he would finsih taking one Mark would close his eyes for a moment and open them again as if he sensed just what he needed to take a picture of and then would continue.

It's not like Jinyoung was in love with Mark or anything. It was just that it was against his nature to refuse to draw something so beautiful and that was what Mark was. Beautiful.

Jinyoung blushed as he picked up his drawing pencil and began drawing the beautiful boy once more.

~

"Alright class, the culminating assignment is simple." Jinyoung could hear groans come from the other students at the word "culminating". Jinyoung didn't mind. He didn't want to be cocky but he was confident that whatever it was it wouldn't be to hard. He waited to hear what his drawing teacher, Mr.Doe had to say.

"Mrs. Kim and I have decided we will be partnering you up with the Photography class." The class fell silent. Even Jinyoung looked up from his sketch book with confusion. How was this going to work?

Mr. Doe chuckled. "I know this is something we haven't done before but I think it's a great idea. You will be partnered up with someone from Mrs. Kim's class and you will have to use said partner as a model to draw a highly realistic portrait. Of course you will also be a model for you partner to take pictures. Everyone understand?"

The class all nodded, enthusiastically. They never got to work with other classes so it was exciting. Although it wasn't for Jinyoung. He has never  worked with anyone before and he has never had to use someone has a model. Well without them knowing it that is. The only one who has ever seen his work was Mr. Doe and Jinyoung wanted to keep it that way but it looked liked seeing as this was his culminating he didn't have a choice. He needed the mark. (Not the beautiful boy, Mark.)

"So without further ado, I will announce your partners. Kunpimook, you will be paired with Jackson Wang, Luhan you will be paired with Lay, Youngjae, you and Im Jaebum, Yoongi, you and Jeon Jungkook..."

Jinyoung waited for his name to be called out, nervously twirling his drawing pencil in his hand. He hoped he would get anyone but...

"Jinyoung you will be paired with Mark Tuan."

Jinyoung froze. It was like his entire world just tumbled to ruins in that one moment.

"That's it. I want to jump off a cliff." He thought miserably.

The bell conveniently rang, saving Jinyoung from the mental break down that was bound to happen in front of the entire class.

How could this happen?

~

Jinyoung was currently in the small, cramped kitchen of his dorm cooking ramen. His dorm was pretty small seeing as he couldn't afford a bigger on that most of the other students had. He didn't mind really. He had enough space for his things and he wasn't getting a room mate anytime soon to his relief.

Jinyoung busied himself stirring his noodles, trying not to think about how he was going to approach Mark. For the first time might he add. He knew he had to. If he didn't get this grade his parents would make him go home. He would rather die.

As he brought his food to the table Jinyoung heard a loud knock on his door. Groaning, he walked over to his door. He had no idea who it could be seeing as he didn't have any friends who knew where his dorm was.

Jinyoung opened his door to come face to face with no one other Mark Tuan himself. Jinyoung gulped. Dammit. He beat me to it.

"Jinyoung," he said. "I thought maybe we could work on the culminating?" Jinyoung didn't answer. He was to busy staring at Mark's face and his bright red hair. He had never seen his face up close before. God, how he would love to draw it right now. His eyes widen when he realized that that would soon come true.

"Um, Jinyoung?" Mark waved his hand in front of Jinyoung's face but he still didn't register. "Bruh, earth to Jr.!" He snapped out of it when he heard what Mark called him.

"What did you just call me?" He gave Mark a death glare but Mark just chuckled.

"I know, I know, It's Jinyoung now. I just called you that to get your attention." Jinyoung rolled his eyes, a small smile tugged at his lips.

"Anyway, I asked if you wanted to work on the culminating assignment?"

Jinyoung hesitated but knew he had to do this. "Yeah sure. Why not? How about we start with your half of the culminating." He said, trying to prolong the inevitable.

Mark raised a brow. "Anxious to be Mark Tuan's model?" Mark smirked.

Jinyoung's face heated. "N-no It's not t-that" he stuttered, nervously. Mark just laughed and waved his hand. "It's cool man. Let's go to the studio. There are some clothes there you can try on."

Jinyoung gulped and followed Mark out the door. "Someone save me."

~

Jinyoung was currently in the bathroom of the photography studio trying on an outfit and regretting his life choices. It's not like he hated the outfit in fact, he quite liked it. He was just embarassed to have Mark see this side of him. What most people didn't know was that Jinyoung used to do modeling and actually always wanted to do it on the side.

Jinyoung looked in the mirror to observe the outfit on him. It looked pretty good. He tried not to be nervous as he took a deep breath and stepped out of the bathroom.

He looked around for Mark to tell him he was ready but didn't see him anywhere. That is until he the click of a camera from behind him.

Jinyoung practically jumped 10 feet in the air. "FRICK"

Mark let out a snort of laughter at Jinyoung's reaction. He was bent over, tears pooling his eyes as he held his side. Jinyoung rolled his eyes after composing himself.

Mark was still laughing when Jinyoung spoke. "Okay, you can stop laughing now. It wasn't that funny."

"It was actually really funny" Mark chuckled. " Too bad I didn't get a picture of that. It was the perfect moment."

"Oh yeah, too bad." Jinyoung replied, sarcastically.

Mark looked him up and down, his eye brows raised in surprise. "Wow, you look really hot."

Jinyoung blushed at Mark's bluntness, not expecting that kind of reaction. "U-um thanks," he got out, looking down at his feet. He all of a sudden felt vulnerable as Mark observed him.

"Let's just start, yeah? Where do you want me to stand?" Jinyoung watched as Mark shook his head, as if he was trying to rid himself of unwanted thoughts.

"Yeah, just over there in front of the green screen." Mark said gesturing across the studio where a stool awaited. Jinyoung made his way over and sat down as Mark turned on the camera that was always around his neck and raised it to his face.

"Wait, aren't you going to use any of the lights?" Jinyoung said as he looked around the studio. Mark just smiled.

"I don't need them. I like my pictures natural. Besides you don't need lighting to be beautiful." Jinyoung gaped but Mark didn't seem to notice.

Mark brought his camera up to his face as Jinyoung posed. Mark took a few pictures then looked at him with surprise. "You were a model?"

"How did you know?"

Mark chuckled. "I can tell when someone is meant to have pictures taken of them."

Jinyoung nodded, a faint smile etched on his face.

~

Jinyoung fiddled with his sleeve as Mark and him walked back to his dorm. It was now time to do his half of the project and he was terrified. Jinyoung could feel his fingers shake. How was he supposed to draw with shaky fingers? Jinyoung then made a vow that he would jump off a cliff if he ruined the masterpiece that was Mark Tuan.

The boys walked into Jinyoung's dorm. Mark followed Jinyoung to his desk and watched as he pulled out a sketch book and a drawing pencil. Mark noticed his hands shaking.

"Hey you don't have to be nervous. Your amazing." Jinyoung looked up at Mark surprised. "You've seen my work?"

Mark nodded. "I've seen them on bulletin boards at the college," Mark shifted on his feet. "In fact, I've always wanted you to draw me."

Jinyoung paused, unsure of what to say.

"Hey can I use your bathroom? You know, to freshen up" Mark asked. Jinyoung nodded still dumbfounded. He pointed to the bathroom and watched Mark walk away and close the door behind him.

Jinyoung let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Did Mark really want Jinyoung to draw him? Jinyoung shook his head to clear his thoughts. He need to concentrate on the art. He couldn't distract himself with such thoughts. He began setting up his space while Mark was in the bathroom. He cleaned up his desk a little bit and began doodling in his sketch book as he waited.

Jinyoung lifted his head from his book when he heard Mark walk out of the bathroom. He gasped, his eyes wide.

There Mark was. Red hair slightly wet and covering his eyes a bit, a smirk tugging at his lips. Not to mention he was completely naked. Jinyoung shrieked and threw a hand over his eyes.

This cannot be fucking happening.

Mark chuckled lowly and walked over to Jinyoung. Bending down to his level, he slowly took Jinyoung's hand from his wide eyes.

"I want you to draw me...like this." Jinyoung gulped.

"I-I'll g-get in t-trouble from Mr. Doe." Jinyoung managed to get out.

Mark smiled and brought his face closer to Jinyoung's. "You won't. In fact you'll probably get an even better grade for this. It's professional." Jinyoung stared at Mark's face. "Besides, a budding artisit needs this kind of experience. I want to be your first."

Jinyoung's face heated as he tried to calm his pounding heart and the growing...intensity he was physically feeling.

He watched as Mark sat down in front of him, positioning himself. Jinyoung lifted a shaky hand to his sketch book as Mark nodded for him to go on. He closed his eyes for a moment to relax. He needed to concentrate.

When Jinyoung opened his eyes again he felt different. Less afraid. All he knew was that he needed to draw Mark to the best of his ability. It wasn't about the grade anymore.

Mark smiled as Jinyoung traced his pencil across the paper, often bringing his eyes back to Mark for reference. He started with Mark's eyes first, then to his nose, mouth, eyebrows. He moved on to his beautifully sculpted jawline and neck.

Mark watched Jinyoung draw, fondly. He seemed to go into a whole different world when he drew. Mark thought Jinyoung looked most beautiful when he was doing what he loved. He also noticed his cheeks turn pink when he had to draw the...lower regions. Mark smirked. He finally got Jinyoung exactly where he wanted him.

Jinyoung blushed as he drew the lower regions of Mark's body but felt content and relaxed. He liked Mark like this. Venerable for him, wanting to be drawn. It felt intimate to him. Jinyoung smiled. He finally has the masterpiece he calls Mark Tuan exactly where wanted him.