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My art is my life. ^_^


Wow I have alot of favorites....I need a life....


To say work was interesting the next morning could be an understatement. Gamzee was in a great mood and it was his mission that day, it seemed, to make her blush as much as possible by whispering little naughty innuendos in her ear when he passed her. Damn him for being such a tease and damn him for enjoying this so much.

(Y/n)’s cheeks were still burning by the end of her shift when Nepeta came in to take over for the afternoon. Nepeta noticed, of course, and a cat-like grin crossed her lips as she looked at (Y/n), then over at Gamzee, whom was pulling on his jacket. She sidled over to (Y/n) and whisper in her ear, “And just what have you two been doing~?”

(Y/n) blushed a deeper red. “Nothing.”

“Nothing? Then why is your face red?”

“Because Gamzee’s being a perve.”

“Isn’t he always, though? No, something else happened, right? OMG, did you two—“

Nepeta! Honestly! No, we didn’t! Sheesh, what is with you and everyone else wanting to know about my sex life—“

“Because one, you seriously need to get laid and two, because it amuses us so.”

(Y/n) gave Nepeta a flat look. Well, as flat as one can give when their face resembles a flaming cherry.

“You know, I hate you sometimes.”

“Good, we can review that in our next Feel Jams session.”

“Why do I bother?” (Y/n) sighed, shrugging on her own jacket as Gamzee moseyed over.

“Bother with what, kitten?”

“Keeping my love life a secret, that’s what.”

Gamzee’s brows rose in amusement and he looked at Nepeta. Nepeta feigned perfect innocence.

“…you’re worse than your sister is, you know that?” he chuckled.

“I have the award to show for it, too.”

“….I don’t even want to know what that award is,” (Y/n) shook her head, grabbing Gamzee’s hand. “Come on, Circus Boy. Food is calling my name.”

“Does that mean dessert’s reserved for the bedroom?”

Nepeta laughed as (Y/n) nearly stumbled over herself, slapping Gamzee’s arm as she scowled.

“Five minutes out of the gutter, that’s all I ask! Jeeze!”

“And be stuck out in the cold, pure world? Nah, I like the wet heat better,” Gamzee grinned at her wickedly. (Y/n) quickly resumed looking like a flaming cherry once again.

“Oh, get out of here, you two. Take your sweet nothings to your bedrooms, sheesh,” Disciple muttered, waving them off.

“Why, thank you, Disciple, I believe we will,” Gamzee laughed and led a blushing, sputtering (Y/n) out the shop. “Teasing aside, kitten, where do you want to eat at? I’m starved.”

“Why didn’t you eat lunch?” (Y/n) scowled a little as she zipped up her jacket. The weather was starting to get a little nippy.


(Y/n) shook her head, “It’s a wonder you’re not the size of a damn twig, really,” she said, poking his ribs, making him jump a little.

“Hey! Watch it, kitten.”

“…..are you ticklish, Gamzee?” (Y/n) asked, a sly smile crossing her lips. He looked around a little nervously.

“Um….no….” he said slowly. (Y/n) laughed.

“You are! How cute! You’re ticklish! Of all things, that was the last thing I expected with you!”

“Keep it up and I’ll take my time learning each and every one of your weak spots on your body,” Gamzee warned.

“Gotta hold me down, first,” she smirked at him and he looked at her, his brows raised. “Come on, my taste buds want Chinese.”

Gamzee just shook his head with a smile as she led him down the street.
The Lost Get Found - 15 (Human!Gamzee x Reader)
Yes, two in one day, but I promised I'd add a chapter for people to skip to if they can't handle the mature content or they just don't particularly care much for smut. So here's this fun little chapter.

EDIT: For those wondering, no I didn't get the chapters mixed up. The admin didn't approve of Chapter 14 and removed it, so I'm quite sad to say I will be editing/revising my smut chapters for a more acceptable rating. If you want the original, though, just message me and I'll be more than happy to send it to you. Unless that pisses them off too. Spoil sports.


Beginning: Chapter One

Previous Chapter:  Chapter Thirteen

Next Chapter:
“You mean to tell me that you actually almost went all the way with him?!”

(Y/n) gave a sigh as she sat down on a pillow that littered the floor of Nepeta’s ‘Feels Jam’ room. Sam had called for a Feels Jam session, so Nepeta invited them over. Meulin decided to tag along as well, so she was curled up beside her sister.

“Yes, we almost went all the way.”

“Why didn’t you?” Nepeta asked, relaxing comfortably across a large, crab-shaped pillow. (Y/n) often had to keep from making comments about it being similar to her boyfriend, Karkat.

“We got interrupted,” (Y/n) said glumly. “Some woman named Terezi asked to see Gamzee…”

Meulin and Nepeta exchanged surprised and wary looks.


“Terezi? Small woman, black hair? Red sunglasses?” Nepeta asked.

“Yeah, that’s her. You know her?”

“Yeah, we know her,” Nepeta said and (Y/n) and Sam both stared at the downright sour note in her voice. “Karkat used to be in love with her. She dated him for a while and we thought she felt the same way. Turns out she was cheating on him with Gamzee on a nightly basis.”

(Y/n)’s jaw dropped at that, “Did….Gamzee know about that?”

“At that time, Gamzee was lucky to even know how to tie his own shoes, so probably not,” Nepeta said. “It was when he was still taking drugs. When he went clean, though, and found out what Terezi was doing to Karkat, he put a quick stop to the fling. She ended up breaking it off with Karkat, telling him he had just been a passing fancy for her so that she could continue sleeping with Gamzee. I think he only ever had sex with her after that because he enjoyed exploiting the hate he really had for her. She’d always leave with bruises and marks, but she just went back for more. From what I understand, though, he hasn’t had a ‘thing’ with her since way before he met you.”

“Wow….why would someone do that? Especially to Karkat,” (Y/n) said, frowning. True, the boy had some breath-taking anger management issues and was known for his ability to be heard from across town, but even she knew he had a very sweet, soft side for those he cared about. He definitely didn’t deserve something like that.

“Because she’s a two-faced bitch,” Nepeta stated and they stared—the girl never, ever swore. It just…it wasn’t Nepeta. “Karkat isn’t the only one she’s hurt—Dave also dated her for a while, before he figured out what she was doing. She enjoys having people wrapped around her finger to control. Her mentality is if she can’t have it, then no one can and she has to make everyone as miserable as herself.”

“So someone I can punch and get away with,” Sam said darkly.

“She’s blind, and she uses that ‘handicap’ to her advantage. I wouldn’t advise doing it,” Nepeta warned. “Meulin dealt with her once before.”

Meulin nodded and she gave a hiss of displeasure.

“What happened?”

“Terezi thought that Kurloz would be as much fun as Gamzee, so she tried hitting on him. It didn’t end well, since Meulin had been right there in the room. I guess she thought that because Meulin was deaf, she couldn’t hear what was going on. It didn’t end well at all.”

“I’m sure,” (Y/n) said, frowning. “It looks like I’ve got a problem on my hands, then.”

“Don’t worry,” Nepeta said with a sudden smile. “I know for a fact that Gamzee won’t do anything with her. Not anymore. Not now that he’s got you. You’re good for him, (Y/n).”

I haven’t seen him so happy before. He really cares for you,’ Meulin signed, giving a smile similar to her sisters.

“A shipping that’s canon! I haven’t been this happy since Karkat and I got together!” Nepeta practically purred, wriggling on her pillow.

“Which is your true OTP, hm?” (Y/n) said slyly, making the girl blush.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

“Sure you don’t,” Sam smiled. Nepeta just gave a sheepish smile and nervous chuckle.

The door to the Feels Room opened and a familiar dark head with a grumpy expression popped in. Nepeta gave a delighted sound and sprung up, bouncing over to her boyfriend and giving the grumpy boy a kiss that made him blush. (Y/n) and Sam both thought it was the cutest thing ever that Karkat still blushed when Nepeta kissed him—even though they’ve been dating for over a year now.

“I didn’t know you had people over,” he said, glancing at the other three girls.

“Sam and (Y/n) were in need of a Feels Jam, so I invited them over,” Nepeta chirped, smiling. “You should come join!”

“And get barraged by comments about men and makeup and shit? I’ll pass.”

“No, we’re just talking about how (Y/n) almost got laid the other night,” Sam said with a wicked glint in her eye. (Y/n) blushed a deep red and Karkat decided to NOPE out of there as quickly as possible.

“Really, Sam? Really?”

“What?” she said innocently, though her smile said otherwise. Meulin was in tears from laughing too hard for her to even say anything.

After Nepeta came back from calming a highly embarrassed and irate Karkat, they continued their Jam session. Meulin was still in chortles over his reaction.

“So, what exactly happened the other night that made you need a session, Sam?” (Y/n) asked. Sam’s smile fell a little into a scowl.

“That damned snot, Meenah.”

Meenah? What was Meenah doing over here? I thought Karkat banned her from coming over?” (Y/n) said, surprised.

“Well…Fef kind of persuaded him to, said he should give Meenah another chance,” Nepeta said hesitantly. “She agreed afterwards that Meenah won’t come with her anymore.”

“What happened?”

“You know how Meenah and Kankri are with each other?”

“They hate each other’s guts?” (Y/n) said flatly. She had met Meenah once—she had never wanted to punch someone as much as she did then in her life.

“Essentially, yes, but apparently she’s got it in her head that Kankri likes her so….”

“Oh. Oh no.

“Oh, yes,” Sam said, a spiteful tone in her voice. “We leave the two alone for a moment, the next thing we know, Kankri’s storming out, ranting about disrespect for personal space and personal relationship statuses. It wasn’t until later we learned that she kissed him!”

“She felt no regret for it either, I take it?” (Y/n) sighed.

“None, though she did get the hint that Sam was very upset with her and it was wise to leave before things got nasty,” Nepeta said.

“I had been so close! So close!!” Sam exclaimed, and this time she looked like she was going to cry. “So close to telling him! I was finally getting close to him and then she did that!! Now he probably doesn’t want anything to do with personal relationships again! I can’t just go up and tell him that now!”

“Tell me what?”

Sam just about fell off her pillow in surprise from the voice that came from behind her and her face turned red in a record amount of time. (Y/n), Meulin and Nepeta were all suppressing grins—he had been standing in the doorway since Sam started talking about the movie night. Sam turned to look at him, blushing deeply still. He tilted his head a little at her.

“Tell me what, Sam?” he repeated. Nepeta, (Y/n) and Meulin silently exchanged looks and snuck out of the room.

“Traitors,” Sam whispered to them when they left.

It was silent as Kankri and Sam stared at each other for a long moment, before he moved to sit down on a pillow opposite of her, his legs crossed neatly.

“What was it that you wanted to tell me that night?” he asked softly. “I could tell something was bothering you—you usually always make comments during Karkat’s dreadful movies.”

Well, at least she knew Kankri hated those movies as much as she did.

Sam blushed and looked at her lap, playing with the hem of her pants nervously.

“What is it that makes you think I don’t want anything to do with my personal relationships? What is it that makes you so nervous to talk to me?”

Sam bit her cheek, chewing on it nervously. It was now or never.

“I…” she swallowed thickly and kept her gaze down. “I…like you, Kankri. Maybe more than that, but…I’ve just been so scared to say anything…I understand if you don’t feel the same way, I won’t be surprised…”

It was silent and Sam felt tears come to her eyes.


“Huh?” Sam blinked and looked up. Kankri didn’t look any different than before, though his cheeks were slightly redder than usual.

“I said okay.”

“…is that a good okay, or….?”

Kankri rubbed the back of his neck—he was nervous, she realized.

“I can’t…guarantee more than an emotional relationship….” He started slowly. “But…I’m willing to try….”

Sam felt her heart jump when he said that and she smiled.

“I can work with that.”

Outside the room, three girls were having a silent squee party, hugging and dancing in excitement. A slightly amused Karkat watched on, shaking his head at their antics. Women.
The Lost Get Found - 13 (Human!GamzeexReader)
Long time since last update, I know, I know. Cry run  I'm a failure.


Beginning: Chapter One

Previous Chapter: Chapter 12

Next Chapter: Chapter Fifteen

EDIT: JUST so that we're absolutely clear with this, the next chapter has some serious mature sh*t in it, so if you can't handle smutty goodness and adult language, I'll add a link of the chapter afterwards for you to skip ahead of it. Yes, I'll do a double chapter. Just remember I warned you. Kthnks.

EDIT EDIT: Okay, so apparently administrators don't enjoy good fun--aka smut--so they took down Chapter 14. I'm apparently going to have to improvise the chapters that contain said smut and tune them down. However, if you would like to read the chapter, send me a message and I'll IM it to you. My loyal readers deserve the entire story, not just bits and pieces. Otherwise, we'll have to trudge on ahead and skip to chapter 15 instead. Much apologies, readers. D:
Alright, so I know I've been really lax about updating the stories lately and I'm really sorry about that,'s not my fault. TT_TT My computer, for one thing, has been a royal ass to me lately. Note to self, stick with Dell. Also been winding down from the excitement of my wedding, that's a thing. I've also had a major case of writer's block lately and can't seem to snap out of it, despite really wanting to finish up Lost Get Found and Salvation (which, sadly, still has a long way to go). So I apologize, valiant watchers, for my lack of updates. Hopefully, this will clear up soon and we'll be back in business! :D
Sorcerer's Apprentice by VincentValentineGirl
Sorcerer's Apprentice
Wow, it's been a while since I've worked on a digital piece.
This character might be familiar to you! This is Irin! 8D
I finally created a story for him and a couple of other characters to go to! (Roan and David, whom I haven't introduced yet)
He and his sister are wizards-in-training (hence the title).
This took last night and most of this morning to finish, which is actually pretty fast for me. I'm pretty happy with it, minus a couple of details that are going to drive me nuts later. First time free-handing on the tablet, so I really am proud of it.
Was seriously playing around with light in this one.

EDIT: Hm....I think I funked up the hands...oh well.
I am an artist.

If you want to assume that I’m a ‘visionary,’ I guess you wouldn’t be too far off.

You probably wouldn’t recognize me, if you saw me. I’ve never been very noticeable.

I’ve never won any awards or prizes for my work, never even made Best in Show, even if it’s my best work. I’ve never understood why, but I always just told myself, “next time. Next time, I’ll make it.”

Oh, don’t get me wrong. It’s frustrating, especially when you’ve put so much time and effort into a piece that you’re sure will catch the judge’s eye.

Yet there’s always someone to one-up you.

I have goals. Respectable ones, if I say so myself. I want to be an art teacher. God knows that traditional art is starting to fade. I want to make an impact on people. To help them find their own voice and see that they can make something beautiful out of a world that growing more and more disgusting every day.

I want to own a studio gallery. I want to teach people in a place I’m free to be me, and to sell not just my artwork, but other people’s artwork as well.

I don’t have very many friends. Plenty of acquaintances, though. It’s easy to smile and talk to someone for a short amount of time every day, but it’s hard to get close to another person when you’re so guarded. Being hurt so often as a child makes you wary of others.

I like watching people—in fact, my favorite subject to paint and draw is the human figure. It’s so fascinating, how different people are, how much they can change, how much they can express with a few gestures and facial expressions. It’s beautiful and at the same time, it can be so disturbing.

Sometimes I wonder if I should even bother trying anymore. What’s the point? If no one has noticed by now, then who ever will? I could try and try and try some more, but will it ever be worth it in the end?

It’s like talking to someone, when you think about it. Art, I mean. You’re not saying something verbally, with words. You’re speaking through paint or graphite or charcoal or whatever medium you like. You’re expressing yourself and you’re making a statement. I don’t think I’ve really found my voice yet. Not yet. I’ve whispered and nudged, but I haven’t fully spoken out yet.

What’s the statement I’m truly wanting to make?

I’d like to make a point to help people. But how do I do that?

I’d like to change the world for better. But what’s one more voice to the growing mass of crying martyrs?

I read stories and watch the news, hearing stories about so many things going wrong in society. Why can’t they ever highlight the right?

If I can make a point in showing people hope and goodness, could that make a difference?

Does it even matter anymore?

I am an artist, a visionary and a human being.

And I have more questions for the world that has no answers.
I Am An Artist
Thoughts I've had in my mind for a while now. I decided to put them on paper(question mark that) and see if anyone will even notice enough to bother reading.


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Artist | Student | Traditional Art
United States
So many life changes O_o Engaged, getting ready to move out with fiancé many new things!

Current Residence:Toccoa, Georgia
Size preference: Loose and comfy, plz
Print preference: Matte, plz. Glossy is too irritating.
Favourite genre of music: Depends on my mood
Favourite photographer: No photographer is my friend, really.
Favourite style of art: Realistic, fantasy, surrealistic....
Operating System: One that works? O.o
MP3 player of choice: Walkman, dude! (Which, sadly, has finally met its end after almost seven years of existence. RIP Walkman. I now have an Ipod...that is very touchy -_-)
Shell of choice: Haven't the slightest.
Wallpaper of choice: Gamzee, Karkat, Kurloz, Eren Jaeger, Levi Rivaille, Yu Kanda, Jack Frost....I could keep going.
Skin of choice: Don' know what that means.
Favourite cartoon character: Haha....too many to count....
Personal Quote: I am an artist, and artists do not listen to the rules of logic~ >:)
  • Mood: Distracted
  • Listening to: Fan. No, seriously, my fan...Ceiling fan.
  • Reading: Whatever catches my interest
  • Watching: Family Guy....shut up.
  • Playing: Meh.
  • Eating: Was eating gummy worms.
  • Drinking: Sweet tea
I'm so sorry! I haven't updated in soo long, and I might not for another while longer. My Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays aren't terribly bad, but my Tuesdays and Thursdays are murder. Human Growth and Development, World History with a teacher that scares the piss out of me and Human Anatomy and Physiology and A&P Lab. A loooottt of work to get done in just fourteen more weeks. Good god, already? Jeeze.

I know, I know, it's an excuse and I shouldn't make them, but I've just got a lot on my plate I'm trying to get adjusted to again.

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