I just don't know what to do

anonymous asked:

You've got such a cool, unique and expressive drawing style! I was wondering - what's your process?

Thank you very much! Comments like this make me feel all warm and soft inside.

My drawing process depends a bit on what I’m doing but here’s a short summary of the process behind most of my FE art (with horrible mobile photos, augh! I’m much better at showing than explaining, so I decided to do a quick doodle just for this and didn’t scan all the individual stages in order to keep the work flow undisturbed.)

(Forgot to mention that I use a color pencil for this stage. My fav color is orange, because it’s a light color but still visible - as opposed to non-photo blue or yellow for example.)

(”I’ll just draw a quick action pose for demonstration of the one character whose armor I still can’t comprehend. And no need for refs either, I can pull it out of my memory. What could possibly go wrong!”)

And that’s about it in a nutshell! How much time and effort I put on each stage depends on what I’m working on, but that’s the basic gist of it. Usually I put most effort into the stage two sketch to make sure the pose has the right sense of energy, action and dynamics. The lineart stage usually takes the most time, though, as that’s when I add all the details and it requires quite a bit of brain work if I haven’t sketched them in the previous stage.

((Update: Will be in Berlin in a couple of days! I also wanted to mention that on August 3rd (Monday) I’ll be at Tivoli Gardens in Copenhagen, Denmark~ Just wanted to let you all know!))

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okay so i did the accent challenge and tbh i don’t really know what i was expecting. some things:

  • if you hear any squeaking, that is my chair it’s squeaky idk
  • that is my dog with a piece of ham on his nose yes he did get the ham
  • sorry
Alan Ruck is a treasure and no one can convince me otherwise: A Major Crimes reaction post

While I know a good portion of you are freaking out for one reason, I’m freaking out for a couple others.  But that’s okay.  We can all freak out together and it’ll be great. :D  So thoughts.  I have them.

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Just Some Advice I Was Given

With all the attention on traffic stops going wrong for black folks out here, and all underprivileged groups honestly, I just wanted to pass along some advice that my mom gave me.

Get OnStar.

If you have a car compatible with it, just bite the bullet and get it installed. What you are aiming for is the operator service. This is what you use when you have an accident in some far off place or need your car opened remotely, etc. However, it could potentially serve another, life-saving service. 

Here’s what I was told: One of my mom’s friends, had a friend, who’d recently purchased a brand new cadillac. Top of the line, newest model, all the bells and whistles, it was amazing. She was driving in the middle of the night and had to roll through one of the more affluent neighborhoods to get to her location. She knew the inherent risk so she was careful about her speed and obeying traffic laws. She also knew that everything legally and mechanically was in order, so there was no foreseeable reason for her to be pulled over. 

Sure enough, she’s driving down one of the residential streets and sees lights flashing in her rearview. (For those not familiar with the area, a lot of the very wealthy areas in LA have this illusion of being secluded. Houses are built with 15 ft high walls of ivy and solid brick so that no one can see in or out of your property. Getting stopped on one of these streets might as well be the same as getting stopped on the side of a dirt road.)

She called her OnStar service and asked the operator if she would be willing to just stay on the line and listen to the encounter. She explained that she was being pulled over, knew that she hadn’t broken any laws, and was concerned for her safety. The operator agreed.

The cop ended up propositioning her, threatening her with what would have ended up being a huge legal mess unless she had sex with him. Once he made his intentions explicit, the operator spoke up to confirm that she had heard the entire conversation and would be reporting it to authorities immediately. That scared the cop off and allowed the woman to make a break for it. 

They did end up using the audio in a case against him and I believe he was discharged, or something like that. 

Anyway, you see the point. Just the sound of the operator’s voice was enough to scare him and throw him off. Primarily because he didn’t even know she was there.  

As I was writing this, I realized you could do something similar by putting a family member, friend, coworker, someone on your speakerphone and asking them to stay quiet and listen. Even better if they can record the call while it’s happening. Then, if they are to speak up after a threat has been made, it lets the officer know that there is someone else, someone outside of the situation, who has evidence and can act as a witness. And if the situation becomes dire, maybe, just maybe, hearing that someone else is listening might be enough to keep you safe.  

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What I want to say: 

What I actually say

Emily Kaldwin from “Dishonored 2”.


Discworld // Daredevil ― 1/?

«I believe you find life such a problem because you think there are good people and bad people. You’re wrong, of course. There are, always and only, the bad people, but some of them are on opposite sides.»

(Guards! Guards! - Terry Pratchett)

It’s okay to give up sometimes. 

If a project weighs on your mind heavier than the books on your back, pressing down until you can’t lift your head out of bed; if the graphs and charts and lectures slip through your brain like water and you know that if you try to read that page one more time, the ink of those words will make you blind; if the pressures of perfection or even ‘just passing’ forces you to your knees and chokes up your lungs until you can’t breathe–it’s okay. 
It’s okay to give up. 

If the people in your life bring you pain where pleasure once stood and you dread the messages upon messages upon messages upon please stop calling me; if you can’t remember the last time they made you smile and even the ‘good times’ are beginning to blur at the edges because of all the tears you’ve shed; if you hide and avoid and try to make yourself smaller because they’re already consuming too much of you–it’s okay. 
It’s okay to give up. 

If the dream you would’ve once bled to make a reality crumbles in your hands until you’re scrambling to build a palace out of the ash at your feet; if you stand there with your arms raised, scars bared, and can’t remember why you wanted to fight for this in the first place; if you struggle and scrape and scrounge and scream and not even your own echo will answer you–it’s okay.
It’s okay to give up. 

Just don’t give up on yourself. 


Idk about you guys but I’m using today to catch up on some good old-fashioned Rage-iplier.

The Impossible Game