Greetings, my name is Becky.
I am a nineteen year old who is passionate about drawing, singing, gaming, and her friends. I predominantly use Paint Tool SAI along with my Wacom Intuos Pro for my digital art, and I enjoy writing some literature too. I normally work in a manga style, though, I wouldn’t say that I’m particularly great in any of those subjects overall.
I usually listen to a wide variety of music from Fall Out Boy to Lindsey Stirling to S3RL, (and so on). I’m nearly always doodling, (when I’m able to,) and enjoy using my emotions and the people and things around me for my inspiration of said doodles.
If you have any requests or if you’d like to request an art trade then please sent through a note or comment, and, although I may not reply to comments and notes straight away, I always try to at least check DeviantArt for them, even if I’m unable to post work at that time.
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Characters I roleplay with:
- Nisha Miyako in Otherworlde Academy
- Leana Eris Mackenzie in Otherworlde Academy
- Wanyamon in Digi-Angthro-Recode.
- Twilight Leto.
Feel free to drop any of them a message if you wanna RP some time.
Both , and are really cool groups, and you should totally check them out!
|This isn't for anything in particular, if anything, think of it more as a sort of place to put any points if you like my work. Like a busker and his/her/their hat/guitar case/whatever. Thanks again for looking at my profile and work! ^^|
LIN Assignments Jan-Feb-Mar
Another term, another grueling amount of paperwork to maneuver around grading until the last minute. Ah, such a pity, as the professor had just finished cleaning out the old stack of assignments not too long ago, too. Nevertheless, he spoke smoothly to the doors to let themselves open and allow the flow of wasted potential to file themselves into their seats.
Such was his job.
"Welcome, students," droned the blond man who now stood at the front of his desk, not bothering to make eye contact with any of them. "I recognize all of your faces so we shall skip the pleasantries if that is so suitable to you. You understand my expectations of you - work harder than you find yourself capable, and you will succeed. Rely on your peers for support if you can; in fact, challenge one another. Graciousness knows that you need it." With that statement two pale fingers cradled his right temple. "For those of you who have for
LIN Assignments October, November, December 2016
The large wooden doors that acted as a gate to the Linguistics Department classrooms drew open with a phantom creak, gently coming to rest against either stone wall and exposing the room to its students. New and experienced alike would file in to a room filled with old tables and chairs, accompanied by quills nestled in their inkwells. There was the absence of any sign of dust on the tables or shelves, although many upper year students knew that the professor of this space was far too lazy to have cleaned it off himself. Such perfect spotlessness and organization could only have been work of his profound magic. Off to the side of the room, slouched lazily over one of the more cushioned lounging chairs with a pillow propped behind his head, was said professor of this class.
The blond djinn cut a sharp gaze over the students as each settled into a place at one of the tables. An amused arch of his brows quickly followed when the upper years paused to admire t
LIN Assignments - July
Another semester, another beginning. Although the djinn had been here for an entire semester already, it still felt very new and surreal to him to walk into the classrooms on the first day. There were some familiar faces now, but still so many new ones that Jasper would have to associate with names and effort levels soon. A moment passed when he wondered how the previous Linguistics professor had handled it - so much effort was involved in this position...
"Welcome to the Magical Linguistics Department," The lean professor announced. "For those of you who do not know, my name is Professor Kelsey. For those of you who do know me, then you are quite aware of the standards I have upheld since my arrival here." He took a moment to pace around the room and meet each student's eyes, plucking a feather quill from one of the tables and tickling his chin with it in thought. The entire time, his face did not sway from its hard sta
.: Beast Studies Assignments - July :.One could immediately feel the extreme humidity as soon as they entered the Beast Studies building. Loud singing of birds surrounded the students as they trickled into the room, though whatever avian creatures that were making those noises were unseen, most likely covered by the large ferns and leaves that littered the walls and grounds. The only sort of life that could be seen were the students and the professor, who stood right in front of what seemed to be a waterfall, from which droplets sprang forth and sprayed the students in hopes to cool them down.
The hellhound gazed at his students, before a large, toothy grin broke out onto his face. "Welcome, welcome!" He said warmly, his tail wagging in an elated manner. "Nice to see so many new faces this term! If you didn't figure it out already, I am Professor Baines. You can call me by my first name though. It's Upton, by the way. Or you can call me Baines. You know, you don't need to be so proper with me. I'm your pal!" He smiled wide