i actually don't like how it turned out

so I think I’ve worked out how Sensei is like. in his 20s in all the flashbacks to the serpentine wars but is like 10000000000000 years old now even tho APPARENTLY only 40 years passed

he’s Obi Wan. it might have only been 40 years but he was Stressed or something and 40 years turned him into the oldest man alive

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So this is love, so this is what makes life divine…

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The Avengers as music albums.

anonymous asked:

I've been staring at your art for a really long time, and I just have to ask: do you use a mouse to draw? Or maybe something like an ipad? Because your lines don't seem to have the pen pressure that most drawing tablets have--HAAHAHA I BET I SOUND LIKE A CREEPY STALKER--- I promise I don't sit around and just stare at your yuuri and viktor //SWEATS// and sorry if you've answered this somewhere! Have a nice day~

haha thanks! I use sai & when I line I do a linework layer and use the curve tool, it doesn’t have pressure unless you edit it w the pressure tool lmao. bc I can’t line for shit w the pen or anything the only way I’m ever going to come close to clean lineart is with the curve tool wow smh

I use a tablet, but tbh mouse users could probably do it too actually! I just like how clean it turns out idk. it’s rly useful esp when you’re like me & line really messily haha

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Inquisitor Challenge → Round One: Race

No, I’m not Tal-Vashoth. Tal-Vashoth are rebels. You can’t rebel against something you’ve never seen. I’m Vashoth.

anonymous asked:

I don't understand how anyone can like Malia, I'm not hating, but I've never liked her, Shelley Hennig is women out for attention, she was Miss Teen USA 2004, they're only out because they want to saw the world their bodies, how has she got any pride? She can't actually act, it's so cringe worthy and hard to watch, I mean when she was crying over her dead sister and mum, completely unrealistic! How can you like Malia with Shelley playing her?

Look here, nothing is going to turn me against Shelley Hennig, she is my idol and I adore her. As for you nasty comments about Miss Teen USA, that’s a bit over the top, considering some of them are intelligent and go on to do great things; Shelley started speaking publicly a lot about how she doesn’t agree with underage drinking, she still publicly does now. Shelley answers for Miss Teen USA were also very well educated and you can tell looks aren’t her favorite thing about her; she has spoken about how she is a Tomboy and how Malia is too, that why she cut her hair for season 5.

Onto the other point that blew me away…..you’re saying she can’t act? Sorry I can’t compute that, currently she is the only Teen Wolf female to win an award for best female, along with her cast mates Tyler Posey (Teen Choice: male star) and Dylan O’Brien (Teen Choice: Best villain, scene stealer, male star) who have also won Teen Choice Awards for their Teen Wolf performances.

And I think this will demonstrate her acting skills:

This scene was one of the scenes that sealed the deal on me shipping Stalia forever and causing me a lot of pain in the process; it is clear that her and Dylan have a lot of chemistry as friends as this was more believable than the stuff strdia produce:

Originally posted by hazza-joseph

Originally posted by somosshippers

Malia is not one to cry, but when she does her performance is impeccable and makes me break down each time.

She is also one who can crack me with her boyish attitude and funny habits:

Onto the comment that bothered me most, I think you were referring to this scene when Malia sees her dead Mother and sister, how is an actor meant to act when they see fictional dead family; are they meant to overact and scream?? She does it calmly and full of pure emotion, you can see how much this scene pains her, in more ways than one, her lip quivering, her holding her breath.

Originally posted by fytwolf

If you’d done any research in Shelley, you’d know that when she was fourteen, she lost one of her elder brothers in a car accident, this is the reason she is so publicly against drunk-driving, I know actors personally at my college and they all say that they use their own experiences to help them act out a scene, did you even stop for one minute to think that maybe her acting in this scene, was guided by her own personally lost? The characters died in an accident, a lot like her brother and I really think Shelley broadcast that emotion in that scene.

Originally posted by maliasfur

All in all, I can’t imagine anyone else as Malia Tate:

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

of tesco & boyfriends

SUMMARY: Dan and Phil decide it’s the right time to come out. Later, in Dan’s liveshow, fans ask them to kiss.
WORD COUNT: 2,170
WARNINGS: shameless fluff
A/N: so this fic is literally1,465 words longer than i thought it would be bc of the domestic intro and the liveshow. i also hope you like the edits bc i did them by myself. painstakingly slowly. remember my prompts are open here 
lowkey pulled inspiration from realityisnoplacetolive’s Problematic

Dan walked the long stairs to their apartment quickly, glad to be out of the harsh cold of the London air. He loved London and would hate to move, but sometimes he mentally cursed Britain’s strange ability to be constantly cold. Making his way quickly up the thousands of flights of stairs, he managed to make his way to their door. He looked momentarily behind him at their neighbor’s door, decorated with a wreath, and considered going out later to get one, but the harsh cold that had managed to chill him to the bone convinced him otherwise.

Dan pushed open the door and was greeted immediately with the smell of the fajitas that he and Phil had been making together when Phil realized they were out of fajita seasoning and given Dan puppy dog eyes that were unfortunately irresistible. Phil was very loudly singing along to Dan’s “C Word” music Pandora station. “Dashing through the snow! In a one horse open sleigh! O’er the hills we go! Laughing all the way!”

Keep reading

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This tale is true, and mine. It tells
How the sea took me, swept me back
And forth in sorrow and fear and pain,
Showed me suffering in a hundred ships,
In a thousand ports, and in me
. It tells
Of smashing surf when I sweated in the cold
Of an anxious watch, perched in the bow
As it dashed under cliffs. My feet were cast
In icy bands, bound with frost,
With frozen chains, and hardship groaned
Around my heart. Hunger tore
At my sea-weary soul. No man sheltered
On the quiet fairness of earth can feel
How wretched I was, drifting through winter
On an ice-cold sea, whirled in sorrow,
Alone in a world blown clear of love,
Hung with icicles. (…) 

 And who could believe, knowing but
The passion of cities, swelled proud with wine
And no taste of misfortune, how often, how wearily,
I put myself back on the paths of the sea

My Soul Roams With The Sea

How my makeup turns out when I’m just experimenting bc I’m bored and I’m gonna be home alone all day:

How my makeup turns out when I actually have to go into the world where people are gonna see my face:

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