Storyboard by Sharon Smith.
lil citrus boy
whats on your mind?
more corpse bride doodles wow i cant stop drawing these guys
but, victor. ♥
Storyboard by Dean Roberts.
(from “Corpse Bride: An Invitation to a Wedding” )
I am sorry for the little activity these last months. I have been occupied with school, and it’s about to drive me insane :P But don’t worry, I am all alright. Just catching a cold now and then.
Sad thing is that I have lost most motivation for roleplay. Putting Victor away is a horribly hard decision, but probably the only fair solution. I don’t want to occupy this space someone else should have. It makes me feel guilty, and bad. And I owe people things, I just don’t get to finish.
I have made such good friends here, which I don’t want to lose and I’d still love to keep contact with. And then maybe I’ll be back someday. And I hope we could keep up with all the fun we’ve had.
Behind the scenes of the corpse bride and making of!
This gif is superior to everything
//I’m sending you lots of love and happiness I hope you receive it
She couldn’t help herself. “Only if ye sneeze.”
Poor thing, he was shaking as badly as one of the hounds before a bath. Her Lady mother would have clucked her tongue and pulled her by her earlobe for teasing. She chewed the inside of her cheek and sighed before shaking her head.
"Ye’ll be fine, laddie," she reassured him, walking towards the mouth of the bridge. "Ye’re already halfway through!" And it wasn’t a particularly windy day, she wanted to tell him. The bridge wasn’t likely to sway. Perhaps she would tell him later when he looked a little less green around the gills.
"Jus’ walk yonder and take m’ hand when ye can reach i’." Angus snickered behind her and she rolled her eyes. "Cheeky beastie, nae apples fer ye." She stretched her arm out to him and waited.
"Sae, ye’re nae from around here?" she joked.
"A-a-hh alright!" He shouted weakly, with a sense of doubt in his tone of voice.
He got across it, step by step. He clenched his jaw together and commanded himself over and over again, not to look down. It was a terrible distance to fall.
When he was finally again supported by ground he sighed loudly with relief. He didn’t realise that he was still holding her hand, but then realising he quickly let go. His hands automatically shifted to his tie, and let his them busy with that for a while to calm down. “Good…” He said, breathing almost inwards.
He was met by a gigantic horses face, looking up. “Nice… horse”