Did a live colored pencil demo this morning on Youtube and drew P!nk.
It's been a LOONG while since I've used colored pencils. Was a bit rusty... but happy with what I was able to do in 90 minutes.
I just posted a video with pretty much everything I know about colored pencils so if you ever wanted to try them... let me know if this helps you.
Sending Big Hugs from the Hobbit Hole. ♥♥♥
Scott
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Turning P!nk
Written for the @steddiemicrofic April prompt ‘Fool’
WC: 454 | Rating: T | CW: none | tags: and then they were roommates, friends to lovers, idiots in love, love confession (sort of), ficlet based on song lyrics
“So if you're too school for cool,
And you're treated like a fool-
Treated like a fool!”
Eddie watches as Steve, in his own world, folds laundry, singing along with one of his favourite tracks. He’s a little flat in places, probably because he’s wearing headphones, but he has a surprisingly nice singing voice, and is even doing the harmonies.
He’s bending his knees and wiggling his shoulders to the beat, but it’s when he starts swinging his hips in time that Eddie nearly loses it.
He’s the fool if he thinks he can carry on like this, sharing an apartment with his friend who he’s developed a massive crush on.
If only there was a way to tell him that didn’t involve, y’know, actually coming out and saying it…
A few weeks later Steve’s come to watch Corroded Coffin at The Hideout. He notices Eddie’s antsier than usual, hands running through and frizzing his hair, a crease between his eyebrows that Steve’s doesn’t often see. Unusually for him, he’s repeatedly checking in with the rest of the band, who are valiantly trying to chill him out, reassuring him that everything will be fine.
The gig goes really well, Eddie looking fantastic on the stage and absolutely killing it. Steve wonders whether he’ll ever get used to that. Seeing Eddie like this always makes him… feel things, things he hasn’t yet allowed himself to properly process.
Steve’s in the crowd, as usual hanging towards the back in his yellow polo so he can avoid the disparaging stares of some of the other patrons and the flailing limbs of the mosh pit.
He’s nodding his head and swaying a little, but he never lets go like he does at home.
They finish their standard set, and along with the rest of the crowd Steve claps and cheers and then starts to move away from the stage.
But to everyone’s surprise they start playing something else, Steve hearing the chords of a song he recognises.
Of course, the style is very different. It’s relentless, driving guitars and Gareth’s thumping drums, but it’s so familiar. And when Eddie starts singing, Steve can’t believe it.
“Right, right, turn off the lights,
We’re gonna lose our minds tonight,
What's the dealio?”
The band gives it their all, but Eddie especially. He’s scanning the crowd, seeking Steve, and when he sees him, laughing and dancing in the middle of the floor and smiling widely because it’s his favourite song, he smiles right back.
And at the end, where they’ve tweaked it so it’s literally just Eddie’s voice on the final two words, he sings them straight at Steve.
“Just come on and come on and, raise your glass,
For me…”
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