symbolicsynonym

[symbolicsynonym]

Original image from Uta no Prince-sama. From a calendar, I think. Lines and re-color done by me. Link given.

#anime recolor #phantomred17 #uta no prince sama #ittoki otoya #ichinose tokiya

[symbolicsynonym]

I got tired of posting the “2016 Body Calendar”, so have a redone screen shot from One Piece: Dead End Adventure.

Reminder, only re-lined and re-colored by me. Original image from One Piece: Dead End Adventure, and all other credits are in the description of this image on DeviantArt. So, check it out! ---> Link

#one piece #movie #dead end adventure #roronoa zoro #sanji #redone screenshot #colored lineart #phantomred17 #pissing these two off is just asking for trouble

[symbolicsynonym]

New Changes

I apologize that this is a bit late. Many people have been wondering where I've been or what I've been doing. The simple answer is that 2016 was a difficult year for me. Updates were scattered, and school & my health got in the way of a lot of things. I was also focusing on my own original stories a lot more. I'm hoping that 2017 will be a different year. I will be focusing more on my writing, while also trying to give equal focus to DeviantArt and Fanfiction. I hope to post poetry and short stories on here occasionally (whether they be original or fanfiction), and maybe some pictures from DeviantArt like I have been. I also want to say thank you to all the people who have been following and favoriting, all that jazz. Thank you for the support, and I hope 2017 will be an even better year! See ya~!

#2017 #update #new year #new changes

[symbolicsynonym]

I didn’t realize that my last post was back in August... Real sorry about that. So, here’s the recent image I put up on Deviantart (Link). The original image was taken from the 2016 Body Calendar, and was re-lined and colored by me.

I hope you all have a lovely holiday, and I will be posting after New Years with a page update!

#update #onepiece #sabo #deviantart #phantomred17 #that's pretty much it

[symbolicsynonym]

Remember that doodle I drew a while back? Yup, same Luffy!

Honestly, turned out a lot better than I thought...

(I put this on Deviantart a while ago and sort of forgot to put it up here. Until now. Sorry ‘bout that...)

#one piece #monkey d. luffy #doodle colored #luffy #smiles for everyone!

[symbolicsynonym]

More doodles. This time from history class!

#doodles #one piece #monkey d. luffy #pirate flag #jolly roger #zoro's eye for some reason #my little friend #boredom

[symbolicsynonym]

I got bored while writing... So, I doodled.

#doodle #roronoa zoro #I just couldn't think of what to write #eyeball #and some thing that I made up #and I think I'm getting sick

[symbolicsynonym]

I realized earlier this week that I haven’t posted anything since Easter of 2015. And I am so sorry for that!

But forgetting about my stupidity for a moment, have a picture of Sanji I drew! 

I don’t post a lot of my drawings, but I was pretty happy with this one. I also have a version for after the 2 year skip, but I'm not sure if I’ll post it. But if you guys want it, I’ll put it up. Otherwise, it’ll get lost into the void of whatever other pictures I’m doing.

If you guys have an idea of which Straw Hat member I should do next, let me know.

#one piece #sanji #before timeskip #I can't believe I haven't posted since Easter

[symbolicsynonym]

Updates

I’m really sorry for the lack of updates guys. I just realized it’s been a LONG time since I updated either Personal Arsenal or Steel Guard (almost two months, right?). I really apologize for this. Coming up with new chapters has become really difficult, especially since Steel Guard is coming to an end soon. Also, my wrist has been bugging me nonstop, so I’ve been wanting to give it a break from writing and drawing, stuff like that.

I promise I will try getting an update for both stories this week. However, the updates may be short.Just know that I haven’t stop writing either story, it’s just...chapters take time especially when I want to make them bearable for you guys. If I wrote a half-assed chapter after months of inactivity, no one would be happy, especially me.

Also, I hope you all have a lovely Easter.

#updates #fanfiction #steel guard #personal arsenal #happy Easter

[symbolicsynonym]

Okay! So, I finished this, like, quite awhile ago and put it on DeviantArt a while ago too. But I never shared it here, and I really wanted to, so here it is!

I've seen this picture numerous times for cell phone covers, wallpapers, and numerous other things, and every time I've thought "Hey, I wanna make a line art of that and color it myself" so I finally did. This was the finished product. I will HONESTLY admit this took me weeks to finish and I was SO happy when I finally finished it. This is also, in my own opinion, the best color that I've ever done. I love it SO much and have tried replicating it numerous times on other lines, and it has never worked.

Anyway, that is all. Hope you all enjoy~!

#one piece #monkey d. luffy #roronoa zoro #nami #usopp #sanji #colored lineart #nico robin #tony tony chopper #franky #brook

[symbolicsynonym]

Merry Christmas, Everyone! I know I'm late with saying it, but oh well!

#one piece #monkey d. luffy #tony tony chopper #christmas #happy holidays

[symbolicsynonym]

I've been having writer's block, so I went to color things, such as these. Honestly, I had a lot of fun coloring these linearts, but I'm still not out of my slump. So...story updates are going to take a while longer.

#one piece #monkey d. luffy #roronoa zoro #nami #usopp #sanji #tony tony chopper #nico robin #franky #brook #arlong #movies #strong world

[symbolicsynonym]

Tiny Box Tim and Warfstache earrings. Made out of masking tape and clear Scotch tape.

#earrings #tiny box tim #warfstache #tape #markiplier

[symbolicsynonym]

So, I finally finished my project... Sort of. This wasn't really the long project I had in mind, but these did take a few days. To answer any questions, these earrings are made out of tape. Yes, you read correctly: Tape. Next project is going to take a lot longer, especially between school and writing. It'll also be much larger...and take a lot of paint.

#one piece #jolly rogers #earrings #monkey d. luffy #roronoa zoro #nami #usopp #sanji #chopper #nico robin #franky #brook #straw hat #mugiwara

[symbolicsynonym]

I didn't feel like writing today, I really didn't. So, in a result, I ended up doing this. I did the lines and color, and I believe the original picture was one of the chapter openings for One Piece. However, I don't remember what chapter... Anyway, hope you all forgive me and like this anyway!

#one piece #sanji #black leg sanji #mugiwara #art #cake #those naughty mice #nami #robin #this cake looks really good too #OP

[symbolicsynonym]

The Crazed Butt-Stabber

I was rewatching Markiplier's playthrough of "The Intruder" when this idea suddenly popped into my head. I had to write it and felt the need to share it. I hope you all enjoy, even with the few changes I had to make in order for it to fit together.

Also, congrats on the 3 million subscribers, Markiplier!

The rain had yet to stop hitting the windshield as the car continued to furiously drive down the glazed over asphalt. The constant rough hits sounded much like a drum in one's ear, but this rhythmic and unremitting beating went unnoticed to the driver. His mind was far too busy with other thoughts, such as those concerning the bowl of popcorn he left unattended to on his couch, and an episode of some noteworthy TV show sitting on his DVD player at home, waiting to be watched.

The driver sighed as he pressed his foot against the brake pedal, stopping at another red light. He was sure this was the fourth one that night. It seemed like the lights tonight just didn't want him to reach home.

He decided to turn on the radio, hoping it would pass the time as he waited for the light to change. Station after station of pure snow, static that bugged the ears to even listen to for more than a second, until finally a station with actual music happened to come by. The young man wasn't sure what song was playing, nor did he particularly care, but it was better than listening to the rain beating down on the windshield and the windshield wipers squeak against the glass.

“We interrupt this broadcast for an important announcement,” a female voice from the radio suddenly spoke, interrupting the music abruptly and causing the young man to pay closer attention. “Breaking news, the Crazed Butt-Stabber has recently escaped from Taunton State Hospital. Authorities have asked all residents to stay in their homes until further notice, and if they see this man, they have been asked to call for police assistance immediately. This criminal is armed and dangerous.”

The young man slightly scoffed, leaning forward against the steering wheel, looking to the glowing red light through the splattered windshield. He found it amusing that a reporter would inform this small city of a criminal’s escape from an asylum that was over fifty miles away. There was no way such a criminal would be in this area.

The light changed green, and the young man shifted his foot to the next pedal, beginning his drive once again.

By the time he reached home, it was well past ten o’clock. He shifted through his pockets, standing in front of the dark wooden door, all in search for one small key that would allow him access past the door and into the dark, disconsolate, halls of his home. He continued to tell himself that he would attack this silver object to his car keys, but he continued to push off the idea for another day; thus, forgetting about it entirely.

Once that key was found in the man’s left breast pocket of his black jacket, he unlocked the door and stepped inside, where he shut the door behind him. He threw his car key, house key, and any other key that was with him, into the bowl sitting by the door on a small brown table, and walked into the living room, where everything was still where it had been earlier. The bowl of popcorn sat on the red colored couch, waiting to be finished, and the flat, gray, TV flashed it’s constant static, informing the watcher that something needed to be changed in order to get back to usual broadcasting.

The young man picked up the bowl of popcorn, taking a small piece and putting it into his mouth. It needed heating, having been sitting there for a few hours since his rush to leave the house. He walked into the kitchen, heading straight to the microwave, where he put in the bowl of popcorn for about a minute.

The young man turned around, looking to the two dishes sitting on the ground, one holding food and other holding water. He found it quite odd to see the food dish wasn't in its usual spot, and instead was halfway across the room with the food lying all over the ground. He figured it was his dog who had kicked it in his haste upstairs, or out the small doggy-door on the backdoor. Either way, it was a mess that needed cleaning up, but the young man believed it could wait until later, meaning the next morning.

His attention was back to the microwave soon enough, after a loud beep echoed through the room. The young man took the bowl and went back to the living room where he would finally be able to finish the episode he had almost finished before leaving.

As if the world just wanted to ruin the man’s further enthusiasm of finally getting to relax, a loud noise, a thud almost, sounded from upstairs, which drew the man’s attention away from the TV. He looked back over his shoulder, half expecting his dog to come running down the stairs, scared because of the accident it had caused, but there was nothing, just another loud thump.

The young man sighed, setting the remote aside and getting up from his couch, heading towards the stairs. He walked up the brown steps, peaking through the bars to get a look at the second floor. The lamp from the table at the end of the hall had fallen over.

The young man picked up the lamp, setting it back onto the table. Before he could make another move, a loud squeak, slow and portentous, sounded from the door next to him. He couldn't help but look towards the door, his shoulders tense from being startled and at the sight of a pitch black room looking right back at him. He could have sworn something had moved in there, but that was impossible, nothing was in there, and he knew it.

The young man looked away, rubbing his face. Perhaps he was tired and just needed some rest. Yes, that must have been it. He turned away from the door, walking back to the stairs to go down and shut off the TV, ignoring the fact that something had just stepped out of the room he had just looked into.

The young man shut off the TV, turned off the DVD player, and took the bowl of popcorn and threw whatever was left away before placing the bowl into the dish filled sink. He stood there for a moment, a sudden tightness in his nerves, and the sudden thought to turn around come to mind. He looked back over his shoulder, figuring something was right behind him, but nothing was there. He was just being paranoid now, and he began to blame this on the reporter he had heard on the radio on his way home.

The young man ran water on the bowl, then turned to leave, only to stop again when noticing something he hadn't earlier. A knife was missing from the holder on the counter, he was sure of it. His mother had given him those knives when he first moved into the house, and he had yet to use them, let alone even touch them. So, he was sure he hadn't taken one and used it, but he couldn't be completely sure when he was this tired.

He walked out of the kitchen and headed back upstairs, heading directly to the bathroom, ignoring everything, even the newly closed door that had once been open.

The young man rubbed his face, walking up to the sink. He removed his hands, opening his eyes, and looked to his ragged appearance in the mirror, taking a few deep breaths. He didn't understand why he had this sudden uneasiness, and sudden recollection of what the woman reporter had said on the radio. There was no way that a ‘crazed butt-stabber’ would be in his area, he was sure of it.

He turned on the faucet, letting the water run for a while before it finally began running cool, not too hot and not too cold. He put his hands under the water, rubbing them together before he bent down and splashed his face.

Crash!

The young man suddenly sat up, looking out the open door of the bathroom. The loud noise had startled him yet again, but this time it tended to add more panic to his already consternated state. He looked out into the hallway, a bit confused when seeing the lamp from earlier was on the ground, shattered to pieces. Again, he figured it had been his dog causing trouble, so he took it as something not important. This was until the young man felt something behind him.

With his heart beat ringing in his ear, faster and faster with each second, he looked back. His panic spiked when seeing the large man behind him. The young man had no time to ask questions, let alone even get another second to breathe before the knife the large man was holding pierced skin and let blood leak onto the tiled floor.

The next morning, police had arrived to the house where neighbors had reported they saw a figure enter. To their dismay, the only thing they found was the young man lying on his bathroom floor, dead, from multiple stabs in the butt.

#the crazed butt-stabber #markiplier #I really didn't know what I was doing #short story #horror #the intruder #congradulations #3 million #subs

[symbolicsynonym]

I’m gonna be honest, I didn’t get much time to write and get ahead on stories this weekend, which was to be expect. Nonetheless, here is a picture I finished the other day to make up for late updates…hopefully…

Color is done by me, but the line was done by another, just so ya know.

#one piece #sanji #black leg sanji #roronoa zoro #straw hat pirates #mugiwara #colored #i really like this picture to be fully honest #zoro