but then i think i do

8

this was inspired by a real scene from my favourite comic series, Transformers: More Than Meets The Eye. here’s the original scene (which kinda explains the ‘subtitle’ on Kolivan’s below). the whole scene is very emotional and powerful, but Drift’s always stuck with me, how he says nothing and just has his face buried in his hands.


bonus Kolivan & Lotor:

based on people i’ve taken ballroom classes with/danced with

  • julian’s the dude who isn’t necessarily a great lead, but people flock to him bc he’s tall. he is, however, a great follow
  • nadia’s the person who has a dance background and is taking the class for fun; she comes to the first class with the right shoes when everyone else is in converse and flip flops. the person the teacher uses as an example but you can’t dislike her because she’s so fucking gorgeous
  • asra’s great as a lead or a follow; as a lead, he’s firm but not too firm, not too tall and not too short. dancing with him is easy and he never ever makes his partner feel bad for getting a step wrong
  • lucio’s the dude who insists on leading and when he messes up, makes a spectacle of it and blames it on the follow 
  • portia’s the gal who loves everything about dance even if she doesn’t get all the footwork right; if she messes up, she’ll laugh and go along with it and maybe even make it into a new dance move
  • muriel signed up for the class because he needed the credit but the teacher lets him sit to the side and push play for the music to start; occasionally he hums along 

anonymous asked:

Heya Night! I'm curious, do you have stuff you don't share or post? Or do you tend to post everything you do? :O

well if it’s a commission, that depends based on the content of it & the commissioners desire! as for other art… hmmm most outright animations i finish i do post, but i’ve got quite a few still pixel images that i haven’t, whether because they were self-indulgent or i didn’t feel like they were up to whatever passes for snuff in my shitpost-oriented brain =v=

i also sketch & thumbnail things, though those never make it to post for obvious reasons - and i’ve been trying to develop more dynamics in style, though that’s easier to experiment with outside of animation if i’m just sketching more loosely, so that ends up in SAI annnnd still doesn’t make it.

ah, i guess, a couple examples from earlier as i was trying to loosen up posture and stuff so took a detour to sketch these~?

been trying different styles for drawing the bros in it =v=;;; stuff that doesn’t translate to pixels well but is fun as something to explore! albeit still in desperate need of… looking like less of a mess. there’s a reason i don’t post these XD

sans & pap shenanigans are always my favorite, fight me

“stars live in your eyes and glory and grace live in your bones” (x)

It´s ok, the bean wakes up later and spends 15 minutes trying to get the blanket over Jack without waking him up lol.

Was real busy last week and inspiration finally stuck lol! Mb I should draw Reaper with some Jack beans too. Don’t want to leave them out.

This is from the anime Nichijou I think?

(Also thanks to everyone who’s been real nice to me lol! The messies and tags and stuff!! Uuhh! I’m terrible at this but plz belive me lol! Thank you so much! I’m trying to get over myself! And you have helped me a lot! <3)

Things We Shouldn’t Do (Part 8 of 9)

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“I’m going to kill him,” Octavia said, matter-of-fact and unflinching.

“O,” Bellamy sighed, and Clarke ached to reach through her computer screen and card her fingers through those loose curls.  He looked like he hadn’t slept much the night before, and she’d watched him down no less than two cups of coffee since they’d started this Skype call.

“Bellamy’s right,” Raven said from next to her.  “We have to be fucking smart about this.  Because he sure as hell was.”

“I knew he was a snake,” Octavia spit out.  “Clarke, didn’t I tell you he was a snake?”

“Yeah, that’s all well and good, but all four of us know that Clarkey here doesn’t have the world’s best taste in romantic partners.  Or a good history with listening to her friends,” Raven replied with a strong look in Clarke’s direction.

Clarke rolled her eyes.  “Personally, I think things are looking up in that department.”

“Maybe the first one.  If you’d listened to me months ago, none of this shit would have happened and you and Bellamy would be married with two kids and a Labrador by now.”

Octavia was nodding and then screeching.  She shoved Bellamy sideways and he squawked.  Clarke guessed he’d elbowed her offscreen.

“Okay, you two, stop it,” Raven chastised as Bellamy reached over to shove his sister again.  “We called this meeting because we have some serious planning to do.  And I refuse to let the thing that’s made my best friend incandescently happy slip away because Finn Collins is a raging douchebag.”

“If we didn’t give everyone trophies in Little League and cultivate this culture of entitlement, none of this would have ever happened,” Octavia added.

“I think that culture of entitlement you’re referring to dates back a lot farther than Little League, Octavia, but whatever you say,” Clarke replied dryly.

Octavia waved a dismissive hand.  “Whatever.  But I’m with Raven.  Bell and Clarke deserve to be happy together and I’m not letting that greasy-haired asshole stand in the way of that.”

“So…what do we do then?” Bellamy asked. “Because this isn’t going to blow over.  And honestly, it’s coming at what’s almost the worst possible time.  Just over a month before season two premieres,” he added, as though the other three didn’t know exactly what he was talking about.

“Well, luckily, you two are going to DragonCon in a week.  There’ll be questions but you can set the record straight.” Raven paused.  “I feel like that’s the best time to do it.

“We’re going to have to clear any kind of public statement with our agents and Bellamy’s publicist,” Clarke warned.  “Anya would skin me if I said anything she didn’t agree to first.”

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clefa  asked:

stolen-century era barry and lucretia nerding out together 💕

we call this, the author demonstrates her brief interest in cell biology combined with a penchant for emotional headcanons about our favorite characters’ families


The world the Starblaster encounters during cycle eleven is filled with beings so long-lived as to be practically immortal. Finding the Light is no trial - with age comes wisdom, and the ancient beings populating this world hand it over with little difficulty, wisely parting themselves from such a destructive force, handing over the Light and earnest well-wishes.

Lucretia’s spending the day with Barry, in his lab. She’s tired of spending so much time outside, because this planet has three suns and despite Lucretia’s darker skin she, eventually, burned as well. Today, Barry’s looking into - well, immortality.

Lucretia is a relatively unobtrusive observer. For the most part she listens patiently as he explains his research, puts up with his tangential ramblings and long pauses for thought, and skillfully steers him back into explaining whatever point he’d lost in his own distraction. He supposes she’d rather need interview skills, being a biographer and all.

She wasn’t trained as a scientist by any means, but she asks the right questions, and that’s more important than any amount of schooling, in Barry’s opinion. That and genuine curiosity, and she’s already a sight more fun to bounce ideas off than half the researchers Barry encountered during his time in university.

She’s not asking many questions today, though, which is strange. Barry’s rattling off the basics of chromosome generation, using human biology as a basis, and she takes notes astutely, her pen skittering unfettered over the paper.

“So, uh, basically what I’m looking for is - like, in all of our bodies there’s this thing that kinda…prevents our chromosomes from being destroyed before they age properly.”

“Telomerase,” Lucretia fills in without looking up from her notebook, and Barry says “Yeah,” before he really processes what she said.

Then: “Wait, what?”

“Telomerase,” she repeats, and her pen pauses its movement. “You’re talking about this - the equivalent of telomerase in whatever version of cells these people have, right?”

“Yeah,” Barry says slowly. “Yeah, how did you know that?”

It finally seems to occur to Lucretia that Barry is impressed. “Oh,” she says, flushing. “That’s, um, not a story for the lab, I think, but I’m just - if I had to guess, they’ve probably got too much telomerase, so their chromosomes aren’t being degraded fast enough, right? Too much telomerase and you’ve got immortal cells and functionally immortal beings,” she says, looking pleased with herself, before her smile drops. “Well. In most cases.”

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selfidentifyingnerd  asked:

Hi there! First off, I just want to say how much I adore your blog, it's freakin' phenomenal! Secondly, I believe you've said before that you're not a fan of the 1983 BBC miniseries of Jane Eyre (the version that happens to be my absolute favorite). And while I totally respect your opinion, I was just wanting to know why that is, as you are one of the ultimate authorities on classic literature.

Ultimate Authority… That’s a pretty big title… Can you get verified on Tumblr? Whatever, I’ll just verify myself.

First, I would like to address the fact that I have a degree in film, and a lot of my issues with movies stem from production value. Second, I do understand this is a 1983 TV movie/series, but that fact doesn’t forgive all sins.

Third, I thought a lot about how I wanted to present my opinions on this version, and I decided that gif reactions just weren’t going to cut it. I had to pull out the big guns. So, may I present to you, a full visualization of my inner monologue while watching Jane Eyre 1983. Enjoy :)

anonymous asked:

"You do not know who I am, nor do you need to. Simply listen to what I'm about to say. Good Work. You do you and keeping doing you, because you are a person who doesn't ''deserve' kindness. You earned it. Keep up your art. Keep on healing. Because you are trying when all those naysayers aren't doing it themselves. If worse come to worse. Place a bounty on their heads and hang it around Limsa Lominosa, I'll handle it. As for you continue being you. Good Job."

Th…thank you..?