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ialpiriel · 5 months
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man im so glad i live in a time when i can keep up with so many talented artists
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mrs-hartistic · 1 year
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#WinterPhotoshoot #engagementshoot #hartistic #Winter2023 #Photoshoot #Pictorial https://www.instagram.com/p/CnF_dsJJDDE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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optimvsprinceps · 2 years
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Tagged by @enfouled. 9 of my favorite albums.
From left to right and top to bottom:
Twin Fantasy by Car Seat Headrest
The Electric Lady by Janelle Monae
So Much Fun by Young Thug
Bon Voyage by Melody's Echo Chamber
How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful by Florence + the Machine
Orbital Period by BUMP OF CHICKEN
I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning by Bright Eyes
Of The Blue Colour of the Sky by OK Go
Cosmic Thing by the B-52s
Tagging (obviously ignore if you don't feel like it) @sean-hartist @professorsparklepants @alternativepuppy @forestchest @a-wooden-ring @kakumeikiwi @princefxg @zsi-ting
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Some pieces just make me so proud and I form a deep love for them. This one, Connectedness 72” x 72” has just arrived at the amazing Dean Day Gallery in Houston, TX. The meaning behind this piece is how I try to see the world. We are all one, connected at our core. Together we can rise and make our world a better place. . . . @deandaygallery #gratefulartist #Happyartist #commissionart #houstonartist #arthouston #artexhibit #Houstonartgallery #Hartist #artHouston #abstractart #artiststudio #abstractocean #artworkinprogress #artistatwork #artiststudiotour #happyartist #oversizeart #Texasart #artTexas #Dallasartgallery #artGalleryinHouston #ArtGalleryHouston #houston #TX #Texas #HoustonTexas #texasartwork #meditationcircle #artcollector #stephaniepaige (at Dean Day Gallery) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ccny8AJJrnL/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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iamtimefrozen · 4 years
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Presenting... @mrqwes . . . #entertainer #singer #dvlop #profotousa #profoto #musician #hartist #livemusic (at TimeFrozen Photography) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGVAf9cHUo5/?igshid=6yuzdrsagoy
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Working on a poster for if @natbynature ever comes to a show I just happen to be at. It's not finished, but off to a good start. ##artist #ninaliciousart #ninalicious4life #artprogress #natbynature #hartist #drawing✏ #catlovers #fanart https://www.instagram.com/p/BstSErVgeDf/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1sde5nynjkirm
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sweethartist · 4 years
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Night in Strife
available on a shirt, sticker, or other merch here
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zhagath-blog · 7 years
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Zoi Hartista.
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scarlettjane22 · 4 years
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Hartistic Appaloosa, horses for sale and for stud
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berrymeter · 3 years
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hi im hartist the artist welcome to my workshop
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if-you-fan-a-fire · 4 years
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Saturday, 23 March [1940]
“Grener, an Alsatian smelter with communist sympathies : 'It isn't going to last a hundred years.' I: 'No. But it can still go on a long time. He : 'Oh, the lads don't really feel up to that !' I: 'So what? If any of them complain, they'll be stuck up against a wall, like in ' 17.' He : 'I wouldn't say that - not right away. But you'll see ! On their side as much as on ours.' I : 'On their side . . . ' He : 'The only thing is, they're kept more tightly under control than us. But don't you worry ! If the shit starts flying on our side, it'll fly on theirs too. This business can't go on.' Just as many little things are happening to me as in December, and I 've got just as many ideas. But I've less stomach for recording them. This notebook will die of lethargy, unless there's some change in my life. Renard : the event of his life - though he doesn't seem to realize it - is a change of surroundings. He passes from the 'hartistic' milieu of the Goncourts to the milieu of the theatre : Rostand, Capus, T. Bernard, Guitry. He needs Guitry's warmth to live. His whole life is resumed in this passage from Schwob to Guitry. Preferred friendship to love ­ out of prudence and a relic of the homosexual sentimentalism of his youth. The terrifying life of J . Renard. His journal is not so much an exercise in lucid severity, as a little corner of shamefaced, tender complicity with himself. It counterbalances the domestic silences of M. Lepic. He's unbuttoned there - but it doesn't seem that way, since his style's in white tie and tails. The passage from the Goncourts' diary confirming what I was saying about Renard's generation : '27 August '70. Zola came to lunch today. He spoke to me about a series of novels which he wants to write, an epic in ten volumes called The Natural and Social History of a Family . . . He said to me : "After the analysis of the smaller subtleties of feeling, such as Flaubert did in Madame Bovary, after the analysis of things artistic, plastic and neurotic such as you have done, after these jewelled works, those chiselled volumes, there is no room for the young, nothing for them to do, no characters left for them to conceive and construct: It is only by the bulk of their work, the power of their creation, that they can appeal to the public. "  All right. But after the ten-volume epics? What's left? It's at this moment that Renard appears : Renard, the tag-end of that literature which goes from Flaubert to Maupassant by way of the Goncourts and Zola. A dying man. He has been dying all his life. And yet, it's he who had most influence on the entire postwar literature. I swear it's truly staggering - when one's like me and sees all paths free for writing and thinking, all to be started anew, so that each time one chooses one has the impression one's lopping off a thousand virgin possibilities - it's truly astonishing to read that journal by a fellow who, on every page, asserts that all roads are blocked and originality can be achieved only through the sweat of one's brow.” - Jean-Paul Sartre, “Notebook 14.” War Diaries: Notebooks from a Phoney War, 1939-1940. Translated by Quintin Hoare. Verso: 1985, 1999. p. 353-354.   
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rafaelmc · 6 years
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Imperfection. #acrylic #neon #uk #bristol #hartist (at Spike Island) https://www.instagram.com/p/BooYHk-HcZz/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=b17ze5h6ev5i
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optimvsprinceps · 4 years
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Quarantine Q&A
Tagged by @professorsparklepants! Still love doing these things.
Are you staying home from work/school?
Working from home! 
If you’re staying home, who’s there with you?
My roommates (flatmates? We don’t share rooms) are both with their families in the area, so it’s just me and our slutty cat right now.
Are you a homebody?
Not usually! So this is a bit odd for me.
What movies have you watched recently? What shows are you watching?
Recently watched the Descent! right now I’m working my way through The Sopranos, Log Horizon, and Steven Universe Future.
An event that you were looking forward to that got cancelled?
Not really?
What music are you listening to?
Young Thug’s “So Much Fun” and almost nothing else.
What are you reading?
Rereading Beastars! The occasional fanfic. You know.
What are you doing for self-care?
Edibles and takeout, constantly. Trying to exercise. Cleaning. Playing Fortnite on the very not competitive Switch servers to feel talented. Writing, too!
I’m gonna hit @postmodernpostman and @sean-hartist
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I am beyond grateful for how my commission turned out for amazing clients in Houston TX! Thank you @deandaygallery . . . . . #gratefulartist #Happyartist #commissionart #houstonartist #arthouston #artexhibit #Houstonartgallery #Hartist #artHouston #abstractart #artiststudio #abstractocean #artworkinprogress #artistatwork #artiststudiotour #happyartist #oversizeart #Texasart #artTexas #Dallasartgallery #artGalleryinHouston #ArtGalleryHouston #houston #TX #Texas #HoustonTexas #texasartwork #meditationcircle #artcollector #stephaniepaige (at Dean Day Gallery) https://www.instagram.com/p/COxtL1hnrpG/?igshid=l1oo7v2qpzhg
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artmosferas · 7 years
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Gracias por compartir tu luz, descansa en paz amigo, médico veterinario, artista urbano. #Rogeiro #pintor #urbano #Hartist #rip #sinconsuelo
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parkersharthook · 6 years
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YouTuber Au
(Lucas Friar x Maya Hart)
Warnings: cheesy fluff
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Maya is a famous youtuber, and this is her boyfriend tag video. Told from the perspective of the viewer.
“Hey guys it’s Maya and welcome back to my channel! Before I introduce someone special and start this video I just want to say that we reached 15 million! Yayyy go us and I love every single one of my hartists out there. I’m going to have a special video up on Friday celebrating 15 mil with some special merchandise drop and some other surprises!” Maya waved her hands excitedly. “But along with that Friday video I will have the regular Sunday one so this is a not-gonna-happen-a-lot­-two-video-a-week thing. So stay tuned. Also, last week’s video where me and my friend Riley do the duct tape and the best friend tag in one just beat our record of 20 million views with 25 million views! I love you guys so much and remember keep being creative and keep being you.”
“Should I come in now?” Lucas’s voice said off camera.
Maya laughed and held up a finger, “Okay and now onto this video! I have gotten a lot of requests and comments saying I should do this so here I am… it’s the boyfriend tag! You have probably seen my boyfriend in the back of some of my videos but now here he is.” Maya waved her hand motioning for Lucas to come into frame and he fell onto the couch next to her. He was relaxed on the couch with his arm lazily over the back while Maya sat forward. She placed a hand on Lucas’s knee, “This is my boyfriend Lucas.”
He lifted a hand in greeting. Maya scoffed and pulled him into a sitting position by his jacket collar, “You aren’t in the light and please act somewhat excited.”
He adjusted his hoodie and lightly swatted her hand away, “I’m excited.”
Maya narrowed her eyes slightly but just nodded and look back towards the camera. “Okay but this isn’t just a normal boyfriend tag this is the extreme boyfriend tag! We have 30 questions and for every five questions he gets wrong, Lucas has to take a shot of something gross.”
He groaned in the background, “I didn’t know that! I wouldn’t have done it if I did.”
She patted his knee in fake sympathy, “that’s why I didn’t tell you. Okay so for the first five he’ll have to take a shot of lemon juice and then ketchup and then soy sauce and then fish sauce and then buttermilk and then if he gets all of them wrong he’ll have to drink all of it combined. How exciting!”
“I’m really not looking forward to this anymore.” Lucas groaned as he dropped his face into his hands. Maya ran a hand through his hair and quickly kissed the side of his head before pulling out her phone.
“So I asked all of my hartists out there to send in questions and I’ve chosen my favorite 30 so let’s get down to business. Okay first off an easy one, when and where did we meet?”
“We met when I was a transfer student in seventh grade. I had just moved from Texas and this short little blonde comes up to me in the subway and is hitting on me and then dating me and then breaking up with me in a span of five seconds.”
Maya held up her finger and pursed her lips slightly, “That’s not exactly how it goes. I was trying to prove a point to Riley that you can’t just wait for some guy to talk to you, you can make the first move. And that goes out to all my ladies out there because you don’t need to wait for a man, if you want it you can take it.”
“But I got it right?” Lucas said with an eyebrow raised.
Maya grumbled, “yes you got it right okay moving on. How long have we been dating?”
“We started dating around Halloween of senior year so like two and half years?”
Maya nodded, “yeah I would say that’s a good estimate.” She scrolled through her phone slightly, “Where was our first date?”
“We went to see a horror movie and then to pizza.” Lucas said with a smile.
“That was still my favorite horror movie I’ve seen. Though It was pretty good. Where and when was our first kiss?”
“It was in December a few months after we started dating and I had just found out my grandfather had died and I showed up at your window at liked 2 am and of course you were up painting and so you opened the window and pulled me inside. And then you kissed me.”
“That I did. See girls? You don’t have to wait for them to make the first move.”
Lucas nodded and kissed her, “Thanks for not waiting. What’s next?”
“When is my birthday?”
“Easy. January 15th.”
“What color are my eyes?” Maya instantly dropped her phone onto her lap and covered her eyes with her hands.
“Blue.” Lucas answered without missing a beat, “There a light almost icy blue and they’re gorgeous.”
“Aww thanks babe. Yours are okay.” Lucas dropped his head in a chuckle but picked it up when Maya chuckled darkly, looking at the next question.
“Where was I born?”
“Crap. Okay so I know you grew up in the Bronx so… the Bronx?”
Maya bit her lip slightly and shook her head, “Nope. I was born in Brooklyn in the back seat of a taxi.”
“You were?” Lucas said with a slight horrified expression. Maya just nodded with a cheeky smile and flashed a big thumbs up.
“Which food do I hate? Wait… that’s too easy. Name five.”
Lucas held up a finger, “Mayo.” Maya nodded and he picked up another, “Cauliflower.” Another nod, “Squash?”
Maya shook her head as she gasped, “No! I love squash.
“What food do you not like? You eat everything!”
“Sour cream, cottage cheese, and radishes. Those foods deserve to die in hell. Ok, when and where did you meet my parents?” Maya propped her head on her hand and looked at him.
“I met your mom when she came in for career day. I met Kermit when he came to New York for the forgiveness project and I met Shawn on your birthday.”
“What about when we were officially dating?”
“Well I saw your mom a lot because she worked at Topanga’s but they formally invited me to dinner with them one night and I think Shawn wanted to kill me.”
Maya laughed and nodded, “yeah I think so too.” She glanced back down to her phone, “Ooh a hard one! What’s my shoe size?”
“What?! How am I supposed to know that? I don’t even know woman’s shoe sizes. Um… an 8?” Maya huffed and threw her phone to the side.
“You got it.” She said dejectedly.
Lucas smiled brightly, “Really?” Maya just nodded causing him to laugh.
“Moving on, moving on. What am I good at?”
“Kissing.” Maya slapped him on the chest lightly, “Okay. Obviously art. I mean y’all have seen it.” He gestured to the camera, “She’s fucking fantastic!” Quickly he covered his mouth and looked to Maya, “Can I curse?” Maya snorted in laughter and nodded her head, “She’s fucking fantastic!”
“Thanks huckleberry. Now the opposite. What am I really bad at?”
Lucas thought for a moment before lighting up, “cooking. You are terrible at cooking. One time when she was just trying to make pasta and she almost lit our apartment on fire.” Maya cringed and nodded as she scratched her face.
“Yeah… that’s not my specialty. Luckily I’m dating someone who can cook. Okay, which sport is my favorite?”
Lucas smirked and obnoxiously popped his collar, “Baseball because that’s what I play.”
“Lol nope!” Maya laugh drawling out the nope, “basketball because it’s not boring as fuck!” Lucas pouted and Maya just patted his cheek. “What film always makes me cry?”
Lucas narrowed his eyes at her, “That’s a trick question. Movies don’t make you cry.”
Maya shrugged and nodded at the camera, “It’s true. I don’t know what’s wrong with me but I do not cry at the movies. Where would I love to travel?”
“You want to visit everywhere, you dream of travelling the world.”
“More specific.” Maya teased.
“Iceland.” Maya nodded and scrolled through her phone once more.
“If I could live anywhere, where would I live?”
“I feel like you wouldn’t move. You love New York.”
Maya hummed and shook her head in thought, “I do love New York but if I could I would probably live in Italy. I mean their food ohhh and their art! What weird talent do I have?”
Lucas took a minute to think about it, “I mean I don’t know if this is necessarily weird but it sure is impressive. You can bullshit a five page essay in like an hour and still get a perfect score. I just don’t see how it’s possible.” Maya held her hands beneath her face and tilted her head.
“I love putting myself in those shitty situations and then doing the bare minimum.” Maya said sarcastically. Her thumb swiped across the screen and momentarily paused before her eyes widened and she kept scrolling.
“Hey I saw that! Why did you skip it? What was the question?” Maya rolled her eyes and furthered herself from him.
“Nothing ranger rick… just a stupid question.” Lucas looked at her before lunging for her phone. She quickly straightened her arm, holding her phone away from him but due to his much longer arms he quickly snatched the phone from her hand and fell to the other side as he read the question. Maya threw herself over him trying to grab her phone back but failed.
“It says here ‘what is my nickname?’” He smugly looked towards her, “Why don’t you tell me Maya what is your nickname?”
She pushed off him and pointed a threatening finger towards him, “Quit it huckleberry!”
He sat up and smiled largely as he looked between Maya and the camera, “Well I call her Shortstack for obvious reasons and I also call her pancakes. Care to say why I call you that Maya?” Maya made eye contact and stared deeply at Lucas.
She huffed and slouched forward, “because I’m a shortstack of pancakes.”
Lucas laughed but leaned towards her, one hand cupping his ear. “What did you say?”
Maya stifled a laugh and shook her head at him, “Because I’m a shortstack of pancakes.” Her tone was a little louder but was filled with nothing but teasing love.
“Ah but there’s one more nickname I call you.” Lucas said in a sing song voice. “I also call you Penelope. And Hart sometimes.”
Maya groaned and flopped back on the couch, “Happy now?”
Lucas smiled giddily, “Yeah… get going this is getting fun.”
“Ok, but that might not even make it in the video because I’m the editor so don’t get too cocky… what kind of films do I like?”
“You love horror and comedy movies.”
“Bonus questions! What type of movie do I hate?”
“You really don’t like romance movies.”
“Except….” Maya continued on.
“Except for when you watch them with Riley and Zay.”
“Ok, here’s another easy one. Who’s my best friend?”
Lucas nodded and took her hand, “Well I would love to say Lucas but I know it’s Riley.”
Maya nodded and turned to the camera, “Yes and I do this every time she comes up because she’s my best friend but go follow her because she’s a beauty and photography blogger on YouTube. You can follow her @smileyriley.”
“Stop promoting her and keep going.” Lucas said while playing with her fingers.
“Where did we go on our first trip together?”
“Well we went on multiple field trips together during our high school days and of course there as the ski lodge but our first couple trip was when we went to Florida with Riley, Farkle, Zay, and Isadora.”
Maya nodded with a smile, “We went to Disney World. That was a good trip. Okay, how do I drink my coffee?”
“You have two moods. When you need to get shit done you order a straight black and when you just want coffee because you like it you get an iced coffee.”
Maya shook her head in disbelief, “You know me too well.” Lucas pulled her towards him and pressed a smiley kiss against her lips. She pulled away, “What’s my favorite video game?”
“You like the assassin’s creed series.” Lucas answered as he leaned back into the couch.
“Yeah I did.” Maya said, throwing her legs over his lap, “But my favorite is Call of Duty Black Ops or World War II. Probably because me and Zay played it all the time. Next question, what’s my favorite clothing item and what’s your favorite clothing item of mine?”
“You love your leather jackets especially the one Shawn gave you a while ago. And what’s my favorite clothing item of yours? I really like that red dress you have.”
“That red dress I have?” Maya asked with a laugh, “Lucas honey… I have a lot of red dresses. You might need to be more specific.”
Lucas sputtered slightly, “I don’t know. It goes all the way up to your neck and you typically wear those black boots that go all the way to your knee.”
“Oh.” Maya looked through her phone for a minute before showing him a picture, “this one?” Lucas nodded, “Good choice because I like that one too. This is the one he’s talking about.” She pointed the left corner of her screen and a picture of her wearing a bodycon velvet dress with over the knee black boots popped up. Her hair was pulled back and a leather jacket was held between her fingers. She looked stunning. “Okay moving on, am I a morning or an evening person?”
Lucas laughed as he threw his head back and clapped a few times, “How is that even a question? I wouldn’t dare and nor do I advise anyone to mess with you any time before 11 am. No, you are definitely a night person.” He answered as he rubbed her thighs.
“Okay I don’t know how many we’ve done but imma keep going. What was my first job?”
Lucas’s eyes widened, “Crap. I don’t know this.”
“I’ll give you two guesses.”
“Was it some fast food place?” Maya shook her head, “I don’t know. A dog walker?”
Maya laughed and shook her head, “No I taught guitar and art at a community center.”
“Wouldn’t that be volunteering?” Lucas asked.
“Not when they pay you.” Lucas laughed at her response, “What was my least and favorite subject in school?”
“History and art were definitely your favorites and you didn’t like math.”
“You got the favorites correct but while I didn’t like math I hated science even more. So you were wrong. What is one thing I love doing but most people don’t?”
Lucas laughed slightly and shook his head, “Ok so you love like breaking your makeup and then mixing it together.”
Maya laughed and nodded before holding up her hand, “Let me explain. I have a weird shade where I’m pale but I’m not typically as pale as the makeup is so I have to blend together a color that’s too pale and a color that’s too dark to make the perfect mix for my complexion. I know a lot of girls frown upon that but I really enjoy doing it.”
“Well you look great.” Lucas said earning a smile from Maya, “it would be a shame if someone ruined it.” Before Maya could do anything Lucas cupped her neck and pulled her face towards him as he licked her cheek. Maya groaned and aggressively rubbed her cheek.
“Ew, that’s nasty. Ugh you’re the worst which is why I’m asking you this. What’s our song?”
Lucas frowned and turned to the camera to explain, “This causes a lot of controversy in our relationship because I think it’s Your Man by Josh Turner because I sang it to her one time.”
Maya leaned more towards the camera to state her case, “I thinks it’s Humble by Kendrick Lamar because not only was I listening to it when you came to my window the night of our first kiss but it was also playing in Topanga’s when you asked me out.”
Lucas just stuck his tongue playfully out at her before smiling largely, “Why don’t we ask your followers. Please comment below if you think Your Man or Humble should be our song?”
“Wow, those are two really different songs.” Maya laughed at herself, “Okay last question. What TV show do I love that you hate?”
“So Maya watches this show called Big Brother that I’m positive a large portion of you guys watch to but I just don’t see the appeal of it. It’s too much drama.”
“The drama is the best part!” Maya yelled, “Also he doesn’t appreciate Avatar: The Last Airbender like he should.”
“Okay that one comes with reason. It’s about a bald kid that can bend the four elements? That’s so stupid.”
Maya shot up, “It is a quality TV show that deserves the love and support of all. I watched that show throughout my entire childhood and it was the best thing.” Lucas just reached up and pulled her down onto her lap.
“What happens now? You said that was our last question.”
Maya perked up as she smiled at the camera, “Wellll, you got seven questions wrong which means you have to take a shot of ketchup.” Lucas cringed as Maya got off his lap. Due to editing it quickly switched to Lucas sitting at the edge of the couch with Maya beside him and the shot of ketchup on the table in front of them. “Drink up.”
Lucas didn’t hesitate as he grabbed the glass and knocked it back. It slowly crept out of the glass and into his throat, causing him to gag. Maya covered her mouth with her hands as she laughed. Lucas groaned and quickly grabbed the glass of water and drank from it.
“Well I drank it all.” Lucas said with a frown.
“Good job, I’m proud of you.” Maya said before turning to the camera with a clap. Okay guys that’s it for this video but stay tuned from some hilarious bloopers from this goofball to my right and myself.” The screen cut to static and then and image of Maya sitting on the couch showed up. “You ready to go?”
“Yep.” Lucas said from off camera.
“Ok and this is my boyfriend Lucas!”
Lucas suddenly slid in behind the couch on his socks before losing balance and falling directly on his butt. Maya lost it as she peered behind the couch and laughed. It switch to the next video of Maya standing up to get a blanket but tripping over the rug. Lucas reached out to try to grab her but ended up just rolling off the couch and joining her on the ground. The last clip was of when Maya got up to get the ketchup and Lucas just grabbed her hand to pull her back. But unfortunately Maya fell backwards as her arms flew about and she smacked Lucas in the face. They laughed uncontrollably.
Another static noise and image filled the screen for a few seconds before it switched back to Lucas and Maya sitting on the couch.
“Okay everyone that’s the end of my video. I hope all of you enjoyed it and I hope,” she turned to her boyfriend, “I didn’t torment you too much. Leave a comment below if you want to see another video with Lucas in it or if you don’t. Don’t forget to like and subscribe to join the family. I’m so thankful and happy that we got to 15 mil and I love every one of you, from those who were hartists from the beginning to those who joined because of this video. I have some new merchandise out and a few art kits that I just dropped on my website mayapenelope.com/merchandise. If you’re not already following me you can hit me up at any of my social medias @mayapenelope on all platform. I’m also putting the link to Lucas’s social media down in the description. Don’t forget to be creative and be you. Don’t let anyone tell you how to act or who to be. Remember to spread love not hate and to not discriminate against anyone no matter their religion, race, sexuality, or heritage. Let’s make this world a better place together guys. Alright I’ll see you on Friday with my special video for celebrating 15 million! Love you guys!” Maya kissed her palm and pressed it against the camera’s lens cueing the end of the video.
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Maya sat at her desk, her laptop open in front of her and her glasses rested on her nose. She scrolled through her feed, her mouth slightly ajar.
“Hey Maya, did you get to the store?” Lucas asked as he walked into her room. She didn’t respond, let alone move her eyes from the screen. “Maya?”
“Lucas come look at this.” She waved him over excitedly and he came and stood behind her, looking at her computer over her shoulder. She pointed to all the comments that flooded her newly uploaded video. “They loved you!”
“Of course they did.” Lucas joked.
“I’m getting a ton saying ‘he’s super-hot’ and that ‘she’s super lucky’. A lot of ‘relationship goals’ and ‘they’re so cute together’.” She smiled widely, “It was uploaded less than 6 hours ago and it already has 2 million view and half a million likes. Plus over a million comments. This is fantastic!”
He rubbed her shoulders and pressed a kiss to her head, “I’m proud of you Maya.” She tilted her head up to face him.
“I’m going to need you to be in a lot more videos, they love you.” He leaned down and kissed her.
“I would love to be on the famous Maya Hart’s YouTube channel.” He kissed her again.
“Also they think Humble is our song.” Lucas groaned causing Maya to snicker as he walked out of the door and left Maya to continue to marvel at how well the video was doing.
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