On a happier note -
Jun. 7th, 2018 06:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I think the bee is done! I could fiddle some more, but really, that's all it would be. The insides of the legs were an absolute 'mare but there's nothing I can do about that. Really, this was SUCH a stupid design. Heh. Never mind.
Tomorrow, I varnish.
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There's a lot I'm not happy with - I suck at drawing circles, the blooming spray paint has dripped in places, I couldn't reach a few patches inside the arms and where the hands meet the body of the dome and I did the anarchy banner wrong! ...but overall he probably looks about as good as I can get him.
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Date: 2018-06-12 02:04 pm (UTC)Scintilating Lang Syne
Jensen sipped shyly at his drink and stood behind a scintilating ninja star. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel shabby and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how titivating his penis got when he was nervous.
Well, truth be told, Jensen knew very well why he was at the party: to see Jared.
Ah, Jared. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his taudry buttock made Jensen's heart beat like a wild crafter covered in glue, glitter and ribbons.
But tonight everyone was masked. Jensen peered aggressively through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Jared. There, he thought, the man over by the glue, the shiny one with the duck billed platypus mask. It had to be Jared. No one else could look so sparking, even in a duck billed platypus mask.
He began to walk Jensen's way and Jensen started to panic. What if he actually talked to Jensen?
Jared came right up to Jensen and Jensen thought that he was going to faint.
"Hello," Jared said blindly. "What are you doing over here all alone?"
"Oh, just looking at the glitter," Jensen said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so glittering.
Just then, a provocative voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."
Jensen's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Jared might ...
"Happy New Year!"
Jared swept Jensen into his arms, bent him above the waves, and kissed Jensen rapidly, slipping him the tongue and groping his balls.
Jensen could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out brightly and pulled Jared's mask off his face. It was Jared! "I knew it was you," Jensen said and took his own mask off.
"And it's ... you," Jared said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."
Jensen watched him go. He would be right back, Jensen was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.
And then they would fall in love.
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