I'm a Very Important Man!

I have days off coming up. Real, honest to goodness days off, and they're all sometime this upcoming week. Three of them, actually. Not all in a row, but they'll be the only days off I get this month, and I have nothing better to do with them than draw icons.
Seriously.

So, here's the deal-- Instead of putting up a weekly round on Monday, I'm doing to do this week's contest a little differently.

The first ten people who comment here with reference pictures that display clothing and hair and who tell me what they'd like for a fairy will get icons sometime within the course of the week.

I'm not promising instantaneous icons- but if I get responses quickly enough and I actually am on the ball, I might do another of these again if I miraculously finish quickly.

Because I'll be doing these icons somewhat sporadically, I will not make a new post to display them all. I'll reply to each comment as I finish the icon.

Yes, I am crazy.

Valentine was quite proud that he'd managed to survive the week thus far. Granted, he had been doing so by camping out in his dorm room, bouncing one of his juggling balls up against the wall, but that was entirely beside the point. He was still breathing, and that was an accomplishment, really.
Although it really didn't do much for his mind-numbing boredom...
Sooner or later, he'd have to come out. And he would indeed.
Maybe tomorrow.

Throw the ball. Catch it. Throw it again.

It was all part of a grand plan to work up the nerve to face the school again after the insanity of the week before.
Because, as loathe as he was to admit it, Valentine was a coward.


[OOC: Door isn't open, but Valentine is free for interaction if you care to knock.]

Oh, look! It's barely Monday now! So it's time for me to put up another draw!

You guys know the drill by now. Leave a comment and what you'd like as a fairy, and reference pictures, please. I don't really care to go chasing people down for references, so the least you can do if you want a free icon is dig them up for me in advance, right? Right.

Just to spice it up a little, I'm going to make this a two-icon prize post.

First person to comment here gets an icon automatically! And then I'll draw the weekly winner from the rest of you on Wednesday.

This week, entries without reference pictures and fairies will not be eligible. This may or may not remain the case, we'll see how well it works for me this round. It just makes it so much easier for me to have everything at ready, given that I work two jobs and still try to keep up with this crazy game.
'Sides, this is my contest and I'll be a brat and run it however I like. :P

Here are the icons for last week's winners:


I'll be posting them in the draw entry post the week after from here on in, in case the winners didn't catch them however I tried to get it to them. Once again, it's a matter of not having time to chase anyone down.

Ready? Set? Go!

I had initially typed "weiners," which perhaps shows my state of coherency at 3:30 in the morning. I should really start going to bed at the same time as everyone else in my country does.
... Naah.

In any case, I'm doing the draw early today (3:30 is early, right?) because I might not get the opportunity to do so later in the day.
Because I work, and tend to be lazy after work.
That's my story. Sticking to it.

Perhaps because it's ridiculously late/early, I'm feeling extra masochistic ambitious this week, so rather than drawing one name, I'm going to draw three.

Congratulations to ihatedenmark, slr_mercury, and notthehulk! I'm not drawing your icons tonight because I have the hand-eye coordination of a wildebeest at the moment and they'll look like my cat did them!
But I do have a few days off work coming up this week.

I have refs of Hammie, but I have no reference pictures for Deadpool or Ami, and I'm not sure what Ami would like to have as a fairy. Please comment here as soon as possible with links to reference images-- I might not be as masochistic ambitious come Friday or so, so the sooner you have those pictures posted for me to see, the better. Link as many refs as you'd like, but keep in mind that I'll need at least one to be from the waist up for clothing references. Thanks!

Upon surviving the day with nothing worse than a bump on the head, Valentine had found his way back to his own, blissfully glitter-free but probably not entirely safe dorm room. For once, he showed no interest at all in the heavily-guarded side of the room that belonged to 6. Instead, he made his way over to his bed, which he shoved right into the corner, and huddled there. On his bed. In the corner. As you do.
In one hand was a mask. In the other hand was a mask. His face? Was still a mask.
And he was having a wonderful conversation with them.
As you do.
"It must have been the fish, you know," he said as he waved a scowling mask about. "I never did trust fish."
"Oh, no, no, not the fish again. I think it was the glitter," he said, bopping the other, a mask with a huge grin, around in his lap. "Nefarious, evil glitter. Grrr, grrrrrrr."
He paused. And he sighed, and he stared at the pair of masks.
"Not that it matters much, right? Not now that everything is back to normal. No disgusting pink fleshy naked face. All is well with the world."


[ooc: Open for interaction- Valentine isn't having important conversations with himself, really. --- Somewhere during the course of this post, it became ambiguously, and then obviously NWS. Click at your own risk to witness the facepie.]

It was odd, but at some point through the course of the night, Jason had noticed a bit of a thump, and then he was warmer. Granted, there was that awkward weight that had pressed down on him through the rest of the night, but he wasn't going to bother to wake up to investigate. After all, it was mid-winter, and he was sleeping on the floor in a mess of glitter without benefit of blankets or a pillow. Any warmth, even if it came with a bump and some slight difficulty breathing, was worth tolerating at that point.
So, although it didn't come as a total shock when morning rolled around and Jason finally had the will to wake up and investigate, looking downward to see Shinn sprawled across him and sleeping soundly was still something of a surprise.
At least this morning they were both clothed.
Unable to really get up with someone sprawled out overtop him, Jason cleared his throat loudly and prodded the emo kid in the shoulder.


[OOC: Yep, Shinn and the room have been modded with permission this morning. The door is probably still open a crack for proper glitter ventilation, so anyone can peer in and gawk. And I'm poking you, electric_sitar.]

Yep, it's Monday.

Monday means that I'm putting up another draw for another of these fairy icons, here.

So, if you want one, comment here (links to reference pictures are love) and your character might be chosen by a handy-dandy number randomizer come Wednesday!

Good luck!

To those who are still waiting on icons-- all three of you? I'll probably have them done soon. I'm in a stretch of working for ten days straight, so I'll be sneaking in drawing time before and after shifts.

This week's icon draw is now closed. Thanks to everyone who put their name in.

The number randomizer picked notajar to get an icon this week. Congrats! Your icon will be done as soon as I tick my way through the last three in my inbox, honest.
(Also, you already linked to the references, which makes my job about a million times easier. Thanks for that, too!)

There will be another entry post put up on Monday!

Okay-- after drowning in requests for these fairy icon thingers, I've decided to cut off the willy-nilly icon making. (Yes Fandom, I'm the one who makes these. Hi!)

Sixteen of these things have been made in the past three days alone, and I have nine more requests in my inbox- I will be finishing the requests that I have, but I won't be accepting any more.

HOWEVER.

Because there seems to be such booming interest for these things, I'm not going to cut you guys off from the chance to have one entirely.

Every week on Monday (so I'm a little late this time around, ssh) I will put up a post not unlike this one, and I will take names of people who are interested. I'll lock the comments on Wednesdays, and then I'll draw one name from all of those who entered. The winning name will get a fairy icon with a character and an item of their choice.

So, if you really want one of these icons, just leave a comment here. I'll announce the winner in another OOC post on Wednesday.

Good luck!

Valentine never did have a good grasp of time.
Yesterday, he had managed to somehow squeak into the office to sign in and even to hit up the lawn party to meet with his odd, not-quite-right-in-the-face-but-still-pretty-helpful big sister.

Heck, he had even managed to sign up for a few classes.

But one thing he seldom had a knack for was restraining himself to just one room for long, so he hadn't bothered to make his way to room 206 to scope out his living space until mid-Wednesday-morning. There had been so many important things to do during the course of the night, after all.
First and foremost, scouting about for all of those places that Alanna had told him one could eat. He had found a very intriguing box not far from his dorm room which seemed to hold food in it, but he hadn't quite managed to figure out how to get the food out of the box yet.
A mission for a later date. The night had been tiring, and, even though it wasn't his tower, Valentine was ready to investigate his room now.

He stopped in front of room 206 and took a deep breath as he dug about in his pockets for his room key. He found it, and in short order the key clicked in the lock and Valentine rubbed his hands together before pushing the door open.
...

Well, it certainly wasn't anything as extravagant as his tower, but it would do.

He stepped inside and looked about the room. There was one half of the room that gave him a sort of prickly feeling-- that feeling of impending doom that he always got when he went near something even remotely dangerous.
Probably using his better judgment, he kept to the side of the room that didn't feel like it had it out for him, he sat down cross-legged on his bed, and he pulled several glowing orange spheres from his coat and began to juggle.


(OOC: The door might be open just a weetiny crack-- Valentine is open for interaction with anyone who doesn't mind him asking what in the world is wrong with their face, and, of course, his shiny paranoid new roomie.)