but it was well worth it!

What Overwatch Heroes Say When They Look Out The Telescope On Horizon Lunar Colony

This might be old news for everybody but there’s a telescope in the attack spawn room of Horizon Lunar Colony and the heroes have special voice lines when they look through it. I’ve decided to list them all because I find them very interesting, so without further ado…

Doomfist: “Is that all?” OR “It’s not much, and yet so much blood has been spilt over it.”

Genji: “I will never look at tskumi the same way!”

McCree: “Really gives you a perspective on the world down there, what it’s all about…bah, I need a drink.”

Pharah: “It all looks so peaceful from up here.”

Reaper: “The view’s not bad.”

Soldier: 76: “Earth, I’ve been through a lot for you. Hope you appreciate it.”

Sombra: “That’s something you don’t see every day!”

Tracer: “Wow! I think I understand what Winston felt like now, looking at Earth from here.”

Bastion: *amazed beeps*

Hanzo: “The concerns of my life seem so distant from up here.”

Junkrat: “It really makes you wonder, don’t you think?” OR “I think I can see my trailer down there!”

Mei: “Our world is worth fighting for!”

Torbjörn: “Well, the view’s not bad.”

Widowmaker: “Ha, a bit more powerful than my scope.”

D.Va: “Wow, the view is amazing!”

Orisa: “I wish Efi could be here…perhaps someday.” OR “Recording: Efi will want to see this!”

Reinhardt: “It all looks so small from up here!”

Roadhog: “Well…okay, then!”

Winston: “The first day or so we all pointed to our countries, the third or fourth day we were pointing to our continents, by the fifth day, we were aware of only one Earth.”

Zarya: “ ‘Облетев Землю в корабле-спутнике, я увидел, как прекрасна наша планета. Люди, будем хранить и преумножать эту красоту, а не разрушать её!’ ” Yuri Gagarin quote meaning: “ ‘Orbiting Earth in the spaceship, I saw how beautiful our planet is. People, let us preserve and increase this beauty, not destroy it!’ ”

Ana: “It’s not bad, but it’s also not Hawaii.”

Lúcio: “I never thought I’d see the world like this!”

Mercy: “It all seems so peaceful from up here!”

Symmetra: “*sigh* From here it looks to be so orderly and peaceful.”

Zenyatta: “The damage doesn’t look as bad from up here.”

Credit to this Reddit post for Zarya’s translation. Otherwise I actually wrote down the quotes as I looked through the telescope in game.

anonymous asked:

Where did you read chapter 145?

I bought my own copy of Hana to Yume this morning ^ ^

This is my submission for the @supernaturalartbook :3

I waited to see which characters had been done, and I chose Jess because no one was going to do her! This took me so long to do because I was between houses and had the worst internet. But having @jaredsnuggles and @haveagreatgay on Skype really helped me get through. Thanks girls <3

I’m proud of you guys for making such a great book! It’s so professional and well thought-out, and definitely worth the wait!! @jaredsnuggles @jesusonthetortillas @armellin 

God I hate this. I wish I could fix it up now

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Before and after shots of the fresh daughter!

Before:
Viscous dirt on the eyelids, perhaps residual grease from something? Clear discoloration on the eyelids and white eye plastic, slightly sunbleached chest fur, and for some reason there was a plastic tag holder punctured through the foot? With no tag attached, no less. All in all not the worst condition, but definitely showing her age a bit there.

After:
Sadly, I had to remove her tag in order to give her a spa day. Fresh eye chips, a coverup paint job on the discoloration, and fresh clean fur! Her colors perked up so much with a good clean. Gave her a slight golden sheen on the beak and some fresh accessories, and she’s golden! Took a lot of work but it’s so much improvement and well worth it.

anonymous asked:

What's your favorite quote from the 100

Your life can be more than just impossible decisions and a tragic end. You can choose to live. – Wells Jaha

It gives me hope for the entire show. It says that despite the tragedies and doom, this show has an optimistic outlook. It’s not about what they lose or how they suffer, but about how they live and and what life is worth in the first place.

blue-roses-for-castiel replied to your post “damienwaynememe: boogersplooge: lets start wearing cloaks and swords…”

Where is this from?

Hey there! Steve Mod dropping in to say it’s from Avengers #2 from 1998. It’s not an AU comic, but rather a storyline in which a magic user – I can’t remember who, it’s been a while since I read it – convinces the Avengers that they are all members of a medieval community. Steve somehow manages to break his conditioning and then goes about slowly breaking everyone else’s so that they can fight back and escape. 

In particular, he gets Clint to snap out of it by LOOKING DEEP IN HIS EYES, which is pretty hilarious. As is Clint’s reaction:

Nice goatee, Clint.

The run of Avengers starting in 1998 is well worth a read. 

quietsilenceus  asked:

Um??? Your Female frisk is super hot, well drawn, and designed??? I have no idea what your talking about when you doubt yourself. You are a wonderful artist with enough will to gain experience. Don't think we won't notice your hard-work and years worth of practice building your craft. Hateful anons will be hateful anons and you've proved them wrong with your skill. Have a good day banana :D

Aw, thank you! >w< I’m surprised that it’s actually remarkable… thank you again. 

Originally posted by soph-ts-love-13

Those anons just pisse me off sometimes…
Have a good day too, fruit!

anonymous asked:

Oh, man no, you almost made me cry. I thought there would be a 2nd part. You said you don't know how to continue, I thought about something deep. Like Lance saying all the shit he thinks about himself and Keith is just there being bad with words and having no idea of what he should tell Lance. Keith doesn't know him too well because they're always fighting and now he realizes Lance actually thinks about other things besides flirting and being a pain in the ass for Keith. Idk, just tying to help.

man, you guys really like klangst/langst a lot even tho it makes you cry

it seems like a good idea tho. i’ll think about it.

i really meant for the comic to be open ended and for it to end it there, but if people really want a second part, i’ll do my best to think of something worth reading :^)

Oh yeah, this blog’s 1 year anniversary is tomorrow!! (Well, today?? August 19th lmao)

I can’t believe it’s been a year!! It definitely doesn’t feel like it lol! I never expected to grow so much so fast, I’m so glad you’re all here! Here’s to many more years to come, hopefully! >:3

I think in celebration I’ll fill up the queue with a day’s worth of the first posts I ever reblogged! I wonder if any of y'all will remember them? ^^

ysbrd  asked:

Hi! I've just finished blackbird and you don't know how much I love it. I'm still reeling from all the emotional turmoil over it, the research you did and how you did the characters, how you placed them and how everything just fit. I could go on and on, give me a few more weeks to recuperate (BECAUSE IT WAS JUST THAT GOOD. ( IM REALLY SAD THAT I HAD ORIGINALLY MARKED THIS FOR LATER BUT IT WAS WORTH IT) But I really wanted to ask where I can read Paul Verlaine's Romances sans par in english?

Thank you! There are English translations of all the poems in the book here, although I’m not wild about them- the translator prioritises preserving rhyme patterns over accuracy, but isn’t particularly good at either. Norman Shapiro’s translations of Verlaine are apparently well-regarded, and they are at least published in bilingual parallel, but again the devotion to preserving a rhyming scheme seems to take priority over preserving the nuance and atmosphere of the originals. I am personally planning to try and get hold of Martin Sorrell’s translations- I really like his approach in the two featured in that blogpost.

It’s kind of amusing to me the way Verlaine became such a Thing, both to myself in writing Blackbird and to readers. I picked Romances sans paroles because I wanted Yuuri to have a Gay French Book to go with his copy of Auden’s Poems, and Rimbaud was both too obvious and too miserable- I was vaguely aware of Verlaine’s existence beforehand, but I’d never read any of his work. But I suppose sometimes these things pick you!

Title: Realization

Character: John Wick

Movie: John Wick

Warnings: None, pure fluff!

Photo/GIF credits go to the original maker/owner


John’s gait was wobbly at best. His body was sore, aching with the need to just find somewhere safe to rest.

That somewhere was at the top of the paved driveway that he came to a stop at.

He sighed, holding the oozing stab wound at his side. It was going to be a struggle, but the one person in that house was well worth the climb.

He shuffled his feet, panting, hoping that his vision would even out. His body had broken out in a cold sweat once he reached the back door.

Quietly, he let himself in, thankful that the door didn’t squeak. She must have had the hinges fixed like he suggested.

John could hear a movie playing in the living room. Given the screams and the chainsaw roaring, she was watching one of her classic horror movies.

Making his way to the living room, he found her sitting on the couch, a bowl of ice cream in her hand.

“Y/N,” he called out.

“Christ on a cracker!” she yelped, the bowl of ice cream falling to the floor as she jumped up.

If he weren’t in so much pain, he’d would have found her reaction hilarious.

As she panted from her scare, she calmed down when she saw that he was clutching his side.

He could feel his feet start to slide out from under him.

“John!” Y/N cried out.

Right as his vision blurred before blacking out, he felt her catch him as he went down to the ground.
°°°°°°
“He’ll be fine, child. Just make sure…” the deep male voice trailed off and the door shut with a soft click.

John kept his eyes closed, taking stock of his body before attempting to get up. A tight pull in his abdomen indicated that he was freshly stitched.

Though he still ached, it wasn’t nearly as bad. There was an empty bag of blood and two bags of fluids in the small waste basket next to the bed.

Checking his hand, he found that the IV needle was still in his vein, but that the most recent bag of fluids wasn’t connected.

Carefully, he removed the needle and took a piece of gauze to wipe up the bead of blood. He rose from the bed and slowly walked out of Y/N’s room.

He found her in the bathroom down the hall, washing her blood caked hands.

John remained in the shadows of the dimly lit hall, watching her. She was focused, the same look she wore whenever she was caring for his wounds.

Her brow was pinched, dark circles under her eyes and a frown of concentration on her naturally happy face.

She never once complained about taking care of him, and for that he was grateful. There were many questions though and he was hesitant to answer at first, but Y/N had proven to be tough and she was most definitely not afraid to tell him the truth.

John appreciated her, more so since Helen had passed away two years earlier.

After losing his wife, he felt lost; not knowing what to do, where to go or even if he wanted to continue living.

Y/N helped him through his darkest hour and now seeing her like this, realizing how much she meant to him, he knew right then that she was his world.

“Y/N,”

She jumped again, then glared at him, “I swear to God, John! I’m puttin’ a damn bell around your neck!”

He smiled gently, resting in the doorway.

Y/N turned back to the sink and rinsed the soap from her hands, “You shouldn’t be out of bed,”

“I’m fine,”

She snorted, drying her hands and throwing the towel in the dirty clothes.

“I don’t know if you noticed, but you could have died, John!”

“I’m fine,” he repeated.

Y/N threw her hands up in the air, her arms slapping her thighs as she dragged her hands to her hips.

“Goddamnit! Don’t you get it!?”

He watched the emotions play over her features; fear, anger, hurt, relief and dare he say… love?

“John, you lost a lot of blood!” she exclaimed, moving around him into the hallway.

“I don’t want to gave to bury my only frie-”

John gripped her arm, spinning her around and pinning her to the wall.

She gasped, in shock of the sudden movement.

“John, what-”

He cut her off, kissing her with everything he had. The kiss was rough, demanding that she be quiet and listen. When she softly moaned, her hands on his hips, John toned down the intensity.

His lips moved slowly over hers, taking his time. As their tongues gently touched, they both moaned, pulling each other closer.

It was only when her hand accidentally touched the tender wound, did he jerk his lips away from hers, hissing.

“I’m sorry!” she panted.

“I’m fine,” he replied.

“What was that for?” she asked, quietly.

He debated on whether or not to tell her and quite frankly, he was afraid of her rejection.

“John?” she whispered his name, her warm palm cupping his cheek as her thumb ran across his bottom lip.

He sighed, enjoying the feeling of her soft skin.

Y/N was here, alive and well; talking to him, touching him. If there was one thing that Helen had taught him; it was to live in the now because you never knew when your time was up.

“I love you,” he declared with a deep conviction.

She gaped at him, her eyes wide at his declaration.

“Wha- John, I-”

“I know, Y/N, I know,”

“You’re serious?”

John grinned at the bewildered look on her face, “I am,”

He let her have a moment to digest his confession. Her eyes studied him and he held her gaze, letting everything he felt for her shine through.

She sighed softly and leaned forward to gently kiss him. She rested her forehead against his, “I love you too, John.”

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Fuck Chomsky and his condemnation of antifa while he sits on his tenure professorship at a well renowned university. A lot of antifa and their supporters are poor, working class, and/or live off of the generosity of others. We don’t see life worth living without strong resistance to capitalism, fascism, and the state, which constantly keeps us down.

Me to my friends: I understand that you’re stressed because society has taught us that doing well in school is the key to success and happiness but that’s blatantly untrue. You shouldn’t base your self worth on academic success.

Also me: [Bases my self worth exclusively on academic success]

Quick Update

I blinked and missed the 5,000 followers milestone! Thank you all so much for your wonderful questions and dialogues that keeps this blog running, as well as your immense patience and kindness that makes it all worth it! I couldn’t ask for a better blogging experience and I appreciate every last one of you. 

However, this does mean that the number of messages in my inbox has gotten to 70+! I do plan on addressing as many as I can and as quickly as I can manage them, and my inbox is always open. Because life can be busy and I like to try to provide every question with the most thorough answer I can, it may take some time before your question is answered if you have sent one! Again, I thank you all for your incredible patience, great attitudes, and amazing creativity. Keep up the great work you fabulous writers!

<3 Penemue

anonymous asked:

what do u read?

A loooooot of different stuff anon. Usually I lean towards fantasy. Western literature-wise, I recently read Laini Taylor’s Strange The Dreamer and holy cow I have not obsessed over a YA book this much in a looooong time, it was fantastic and I’m still not over it. I’m currently halfway through the second book of her other popular series, Daughter of Smoke and Bone, and recently also read the Wrath and the Dawn duology by Renee Ahdieh, as well as a few other novels that aren’t worth mentioning.

I guess I do lean towards historical / fantasy / sci-fi a lot??? Though occasionally I do pick up stuff with contemporary settings without any supernatural quirks to them, even if it’s super rare.

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Survived another day at AnimeFest!
Today I waited in lime for the autographs for the Japanese directors/animators/artists! I also got to meet the Tanezaki Atsumi (who voices Chise in “The Ancient Magus Bride”), as well as Tanemura Arina!
I had some old Tanemura illustration books from my childhood and I finally got them signed after all these years…

anonymous asked:

It was well worth the wait my dude. Also, 2 & 12 for the humiliation ask meme? -J

GOOD. I’M GLAD. I hate making people wait so long ;o;

lmao 2 & 12 ok here we go:

2. Admit to a kink you’re ashamed you like. Power imbalances with some seriously giant age gaps, cause I SHOULD KNOW BETTER, but I don’t, so there it is. though does it count if everyone’s of age?

12. Someone found your delicious account/bookmarks/AO3 account or however you keep track of your favorite fics. What’s the one fic you’re going to be most humiliated about?

Nobody will because I keep my faves private >:) but honestly there’s some seedy af fics there. I think the most obnoxiously humiliating one would be this reverse harem fic featuring Hermione, because… lmao. just. Yeah. Or all the lumione fics I’ve read. And the stockholmy ones, which I blame on @darth-ej

Do you ever just think about the fact that:

  • Kurapika is so traumatized from finding his entire clan murdered and feels so guilty he wasn’t there when it happened, that the only value he places on his own life is that he can use it to retrieve the eyes and bury them properly and maybe he can seek vengeance on the killers?
  • His entire self-worth is dependent on seeking revenge and finding the eyes?
  • He clearly doesn’t believe he has any intrinsic value beyond that?
  • And even now he focuses on his duty to Wobble and Queen Oiko instead of his own safety?

Because I do, and now with the truth about Emperor Time out there I’m not even surprised I’m just, so emotional because of course he’d do something like that.

Godammit Kurapika, this isn’t going to end well.