stuff that is now officially COOL to do:
  • asking questions for the sake of learning
  • asking questions to clarify things that could be miscommunications
  • asking questions as opposed to arguing, just to keep provoking further answers and explanation from the other side even if they’re really really wrong & bad, and then leaving it at that without making statements urself. like jsut let them stew in their own answers they said. kinda makes em feel like a fool sometimes if ur dealin with a real bastard, and u dont have to go thru the trouble of engaging.
  • hey guys? how come we dont ask more questions? 🤔

Friendly reminder that I’ve worked my ass off everyday for the past 3 months and I’ve reached this point

It’s what I have of animation so far, including like 3 minutes of sketches that I’m currently working on.

Even after that I still got a couple scenes to do but i’m reaching the final…. uhhh…. 7 minutes? (probably more, but for my brain’s sake, hopefully less)

I did say I wanted to finish this in september but good lord with all the things I have to do it looks hard to achieve. I STILL want to go for september as a dealine so wish me luck!

I am taking my sweet ass break after this episode, which I think will be ok considering the length of this episode and considering that this IS an episode you’ll want to watch more than once, considering the “action” scenes and the easter egg hunting/theories you’ll want to do after it.

Anyways, I’ll go back to animating.

‘Because she likes people,’ said the witch, striding ahead.  'She cares about 'em.  Even the stupid, mean, drooling ones, the mothers with the runny babies and no sense, the feckless and the silly and the fools who treat her like some kind of a servant.  Now THAT’S what I call magic–seein’ all that, dealin’ with all that, and still goin’ on.  It’s sittin’ up all night with some poor old man who’s leavin’ the world, taking away such pain as you can, comfortin’ their terror, seein’ 'em safely on their way…and then cleanin’ 'em up, layin’ 'em out, making 'em neat for the funeral, and helpin’ the weeping widow strip the bed and wash the sheets–which is, let me tell you, no errand for the fainthearted–and stayin’ up the next night to watch over the coffin before the funeral, and then going home and sitting down for five minutes before some shouting angry man comes bangin’ on your door 'cuz his wife’s havin’ difficulty givin’ birth to their first child and the midwife’s at her wits’ end and then getting up and fetching your bag and going out again….  We all do that, in our own way, and she does it better'n me, if I was to put my hand on my heart.  THAT is the root and heart and soul and center of witchcraft, that is.  The soul and center!'  Mistress Weatherwax smacked her fist into her hand hammering out her words.  'The…soul…and…CENTER!’

Echoes came back from the trees in the sudden silence.  Even the grasshoppers by the side of the track had stopped sizzling.

'And Mrs Earwig,’ said Mistress Weatherwax, her voice sinking to a growl, 'Mrs. Earwig tells her girls it’s about cosmic balances and stars and circles and colors and wands and…and toys, nothing but TOYS!'  She sniffed.  'Oh, I daresay they’re all very well as decoration, somethin’ nice to look at while you’re workin’, somethin’ for show, but the start and finish, THE START AND FINISH, is helpin’ people when life is on the edge.  Even people you don’t like.  Stars is easy, people is hard.’

She stopped talking.  It was several seconds before birds began to sing again.

'Anyway, that’s what I think,’ she added in the tones of someone who suspects that she might have gone just a bit further than she meant to.
—  Terry Pratchett, “A Hat Full of Sky”
Pen Pals - Part Two

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Dean wants to take the relationship to another level. Would the Reader want to take that risk or will she back out?

Word Count: 1.8kish

Warnings: AU, Fluff, Light Cursing

Author’s Note: Here is the second part of Pen Pals! If you want to catch up, read the first part here –> Part One. I hope you guys like this chapter. I’m sorry for not posting it fast enough. Life got in the way and I had to stop everything for a cool minute. I hope you enjoy this and feedback is always welcomed!!

Chapter Two: Long Distance Relationship

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My Lil Fam Bam👌🏽

This past week I’ve been watching my lil nephew, Grey, bc Chi and Ren’s work schedule has been clashing. Of course it wasn’t something I was excited to jump onto bc ya boy isn’t too great with kids lmao😂. He survived, was fed, booty clean, and knocked out before his parents came to get him everyday. 

Buttttt, today he ate almost a whole bag of Goldfish when I crashed out watching the same episode of Curious George on repeat bruh.. 😩I payed the price bc he wiped his lil dirty fingers on my brand new couch. Orange crumbs nd all. 😑If he was mine that ass would be toe up. 👏🏽Haha jp. Shit, it’s all love. Family always will come first. Couches are replaceable I guess.😅

taking a moment to pimp out amazing creators in this fandom like:


like wowza– you guys are so fab and your art and writing are SO inspiring! I adore seeing your works pop up in the tags and I might somewhat stalk your blogs.

if you’re not following these fab folks– give em some love!

cade placing small kisses on areas of optimus where he’s been hurt in the past. a kiss on the shoulder for when he lost his arm in dark of the moon, a kiss on the head fin that fell off when they first met, a kiss over the place where quintessa had slapped and marked optimus, a kiss on his hands or fingers for all the battles he’s fought.

a kiss at the center of optimus’s chest, right over where his spark is, for all the hardship that optimus has gone through in his lifetime

[Ego is morphing and reshaping, and is currently a disgusting mix between flesh and energy.]

Everyone: Oh – ohh – o – …. Ohhhhhh.

Rocket: Ok – [Wheezes into a laugh]

Peter: [Starts stomping away]

Rocket: Quill, don’t leave. Quill don’t–

Peter: [Preparing to fly to the ship]


Peter: [Removing his mask] No, I’m fuckin’ done! I’m fucking done!

Rocket: [Giggling] No you’re not!

Peter: This is bullshit!

Rocket: I’m gonna shoot–


Rocket: [Laughing as his missiles make no dent in Ego] I can’t– Quill I can’t–


Rocket: [Guffaws] I can’t shoot him!


Rocket: [Laughing] He’s too strong!


Rocket: [Cackles]

Peter: [Punches something] I can’t do it, guys!

Rocket: I can’t either!

Peter: I can’t fuckin’ do it anymore!!

Yondu: Well I tell ya what, Quill, you can give up now or you can stick it out, because I certainly can’t do it without you, and I know you can’t do it without me!

Peter: … I appreciate it… But look what we’re dealin’ with, man!

Gamora: Peter–

Peter: You gotta draw the line somewhere!

Rocket: Quill, we gotta–

Peter: You gotta draw the fuckin’ line in the sand, dude!

Drax: Quill, we–

Peter: You gotta make a STATEMENT! You gotta look inside yourself and say, ‘What am I willing to put up with today?’ NOT! FUCKIN’! THIS!!


ah geez cramps are THE WORST!! im so sorry you’re dealin with that rn :c  

but honestly… this is such a cute idea *m* jasper’s got heat cramps and pearl, having been on earth for so long without homeworld help, has figured out a variety of nice ways to soothe them 💕

i don’t think a lotta people realize how much being abused fucks you up for the rest of ur life. like, all of ur relationships and interactions with literally anyone are tinged with fear and anger and guilt, like, trauma is fucking rough, and i don’t fault any fellow survivors dealin with it however they know how but like. if u haven’t gone thru it and ur romanticizing it, then i’m not gonna trust u