did you see that

Okay, it’s nice to know Noora isn’t going to go on the bus without Sana, but it’s not like she ever cared about that bus. From day one, it’s just been a thing she joined because the others wanted her to. But Sana has been rejected by the bus people and told she shouldn’t be on it by even more, it really means something to her.

I’m working on a group picture of the survivors, to celebrate the DbD anniversary AND my 500 followers on Tumblr. Never thought I would reach this number.

On top you see the first sketch I did. After a friend pointed out that the character heights were wrong, I had to start over again, because it made me so upset..
While changing the heights I also changed some characters poses and now I’m satisfied. uvu

Next step is the coloring~

Jake(to Lemony): No library for you!
Jake(to Cleo): Cleo, no science for you!
Jake(to Moxie): No typewriter for you!
Jake(to Ellington): And… Oh, my god. Is there anything that you love?
Ellington: Vengance.
Jake: No vengeance for you!

anonymous asked:

So, you don't feel in tune with the tree? Huh. Interesting. Does it maybe have something to do with your... past? I'm sorry if this is an insensitive question

“It wasn’t that long ago, but I don’t remember how it feels to be connected to the tree anymore…I wonder if other Illuminated Grass types feel this way too…or am I the only one…?”

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Guess what, of course I’d celebrate my fave boy’s birthday in a special way! So for a start I got playing with some photos today~ Lighting in my room isn’t the best >:,3 but! I could get a few good ones out of it! Wahaha, I’m actually pretty happy with those ´ ω` ♡ and as guests for these photos we have bunny So-chan and a family of puddings!! Always a pleasure working with them!

So today started out dumb, but this afternoon was AWESOME.

I’m on the porch attempting to construct a railing for the stairs when I notice a weird noise. Like, a kind of droning or buzzing? And it’s getting loud. So I investigate. It’s coming from the neighbor’s yard. 

It is a metric fuckton of bees. I have never seen so many bees in my life. It is a fucking swarm of bees, and I have been reading about bees because I got a wild hair a few weeks back about wanting a hive of my own, but haven’t yet convinced Husbandthing, and there is suddenly a SWARMING HERD OF WILD HONEYBEES IN THE NEIGHBOR’S YARD.

I see postings on the neighborhood page all the time for feral swarm collection, but I also know the guy in the house across the alley just set up a hive. “Hey I think your hive escaped,” I text him. 

He calls me back about three minutes later. Turns out, the swarm he was supposed to get never came; the company went out of business and his order got cancelled, and he’d found out HALF AN HOUR AGO. And he says he’s got a friend who is a professional beekeeper, and he’s going to go pick her up and would it be okay if they came and got this swarm please please please?

So Bee Neighbor and Professional Beekeeper show up and immediately don bee suits. Apparently there is fierce competition for feral swarms, and the swarm in the neighbor’s tree is HUGE, and also twenty feet off the ground, and Bee Neighbor wants them very badly. 

The tree the bees are in is in a yard belonging to neither of us, so we go knock on the door, but there’s no answer. I knock on the house adjacent to it, but that guy’s not home either. Finally, I text the neighbor on the other side of me to see if he’s got contact info for the property owner, who is incredibly shy and in three years has never made eye contact. No luck. 

So…we trespass. We get my extension ladder, and Bee Neighbor climbs the tree while Professional Beekeeper stands on the ladder and walks him through the swarm collection. Turns out, you just shake the swarm into a box, and as long as the queen makes it into the box, the rest of the swarm will eventually follow. Bee Neighbor has never collected a swarm before (this is, in fact, his very first swarm of bees ever) and it takes the two of them the better part of an hour in the tree trying to shake the swarm into the box. 

Bees eventually get into the box. Bee Neighbor gets out of the tree without dying, and Professional Beekeeper examines the swarm and makes pleased noises. At this point, the box is the neighbor’s driveway, and about two thirds of the swarm is still milling around the box all confused. Since the neighbor isn’t home and we can’t contact him, he risks coming and parking right in the middle of a huge cloud of bees. Professional Beekeeper doesn’t want to move the box too far away, because we risk the milling bees losing the queen’s scent and never going into the box. An equidistant point between the current location and Bee Neighbor’s yard is the top of my recycling bin. 

So they put the box of bees on my recycling bin, and I text Husbandthing.

Now I have a box of bees that I am babysitting. They’re being all lazy and dopey and bumbling around. I think I might be in love. Bee Neighbor will pick the box up later tonight and put them in his hive, and then the bees will be MY neighbors too!!

THIS HAS BEEN THE BEST DAY EVER

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you make me begin ; Kim Taehyung [6/6]
”As long as i’m with hyung, i’m happy no matter where we go. - Jeon Jungkook

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26.03.17: happy birthday to exo’s resident mochi, xiumin!  (=^ ◡ ^=)

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The look of utter horror on Dan Stevens’ face when the journalist said she saw the suit

+ bonus gif

Hokay So.

For as problematic as the WWF and WWE have been and continue to be, they hire a huge amount of women, indigenous people, and POC.  When they fuck up, they do try their best.  But you wanna know something?

Its not the WWE who are the sick fucks.

Its the white male fans.  Smarks and racist sick fucks.  The people who boo and cuss Roman Reigns and threaten his family when his whole thing is being a man of honour who loves his family most?  WHITE MEN.

The people who support Brock Lesnar even when he fails drug tests consistently (and Roman gets crucified on live TV for his one and only failed test in 10 years), doesn’t follow company safety codes, actualfacts HURTS other entertainers?  WHITE MEN.

The people who give Sami Zayn, a Syrian-Canadian Muslim serious about showing a strong positive representation of faith, unending streams of racist tweets, cruel jeers, and yet more threats?  WHITE MEN.

The people who buy the “genetically superior” schtick for Charlotte Flair while simultaneously ignoring the strong ladies of colour beating the everloving shit out of her (AP English hint: they’re tearing down the idea of genetic superiority)?  WHITE MEN.

The future of the WWE is colourful and diverse because the people who fund the damned thing with their money are colourful and diverse, young and old, all genders, all religions.

They’re not perfect.  They fuck up a lot.

But white men, check yourselves.  You might be powerful now behind your computers and in your seats, but there is a reckoning for those among you who are cruel, who are bullies, who are racists, sexists, deists, and nationalists.  

Enjoy the ride, fuckstains.