A Wish And A Dream By Lifegreeny

So did Raku. At least Onodera still fight for her love. Trying out to her comfort zone. Beside, it should be Raku ask Onodera, because Raku is a boy, but meh. That is why Chitoge call him beansprout

Onodera : It means this is my last chance.

Me : The fuck, you had like 200+ chapters of chance but you were always hesitating.

I will help ya

This beast is finally done o(-( 

we were supposed to animate a page from a children’s storybook for class, and like a chump I chose the highly complex illustrations of Beatrix Potter;;;;;;

Anyways, I actually really like how this came out, especially for how much time I had (a week) and how little experience i have with this program :0

HOW IN EARTH THIS CAT CAN WALK LIKE THAT 😂😂😂😂

COMET WHAT ARE YOU DOING

and by the way, I love the style colors (it’s look hard to paint for me) and the felling, will you share the progress you made this? and what program you use to line and color-paint this?

This beast is finally done o(-( 

we were supposed to animate a page from a children’s storybook for class, and like a chump I chose the highly complex illustrations of Beatrix Potter;;;;;;

Anyways, I actually really like how this came out, especially for how much time I had (a week) and how little experience i have with this program :0

first of all, love your writing! your angst gives me actual pain in my chest. second, would you take a request for james returning and seeing clem without her leg? (perhaps he remembers what he said about breaking her leg in the cave :]c)

Awh, thank you love! That’s the sweetest compliment I’ve ever received! I sure would; more angst, comin’ right up!

However, I noticed something, this ask also does not specify whether it’s headcannons or imagines. Again, I’ll let it slide, but this is the second and last time I will be doing so, everyone! Only because this request is really cool, pffft.

When James returned to his barn, the last thing he expected to see was Clementine, sitting on the ground, bleeding out, her own severed leg casually laying next to her. 

He’d completely frozen, looking at the unconscious girl with wide eyes.

James raced to her side, completely forgetting about their argument in the cave.

He cups her cheek and moves her head to face him, heart beating far too fast for it to be natural.

“Clementine?” He whispers, not realizing how shaken he was until his voice left him wobbly and unstable.

 She did not respond.

He would place a hand at her neck or wrist to check for a pulse, but he doesn’t know where to put it.

The Whisperers weren’t too big on caring for the injured. 

He settled for placing his ear to her chest to listen for a heartbeat. 

At that same moment, a groan sounded from above him.

He jumped backwards, away from her.

“James?” She called drowsily, eyes not quite open but still a relieving hazel.

Said boy released a breath he did not know he had been holding. 

“You’re alive,” he breathed, then looked down, “your leg…”

She chuckled humorlessly. “Hope you weren’t still planning on breaking it.”

James flinched.

“Clementine, I–”

“Forget it, James.”

“No,” he says sternly.

He reaches for her hand and sighs.

“You could have died,” he murmurs, horrified at his own words, “and your last memory of me would have been…”

“Aren’t you still mad?” Clementine asks, tilting her head.

“Who cares?” James answers, hugging her instead. 

Lols

Sleep well..

OMFGGG 😂😂😂😂

Um, thanks but no.