i don't even want to think about this

i don’t think it’s fair for people (non-artists especially) to point out an artist and say “wow i hate their art they suck they haven’t progressed in years, the way they draw _____ is pathetic”. yes, it’s okay for you to not like an art style but don’t put someone down for their progress. development in art is something that doesn’t move upwards consistently in a smooth path, it’s different for everyone and it’s not fair to compare and judge. even the most popular artists can get stuck drawing the same thing for a long time and i think that’s okay? some people get really comfortable with the way they draw a certain thing and may choose to stick with that for a long time because it looks right to them, they’re fearful of trying a new thing and the new thing looks like trash in their eyes so it might take them a while to get comfortable with exploring. everyone is different and develops in their own way, art is frustrating and really hard and no one is harder on the artist than themselves. 

About to commit Thor Ragnarok meta so look away now

I can’t stop thinking about what a happy ending for Loki even looks like. “I was LIED TO MY WHOLE LIFE so I will RULE THIS UNIVERSE or else BURN AND SALT IT ALL” is a rut he’s been running in for so long that even he’s starting to realise he’s never going to go through with it. He’s also very bad at ruling once he’s actually in power! It turns out that a) ruling involves hard responsibilities and is Not Fun and b) the method of getting people to love you where you repeatedly outrage their principles until they yell about their unconditional love while trying to wrestle you into submission does not work on entire populations! Funny that.

But if ruling’s out then what’s he going to do, play the cunning vizier to Thor in Asgard? He’s never going to happily settle into Asgard’s hierarchy because he hates the idea that Thor has a natural superiority (while Thor doesn’t get this at all and carries on being effortlessly Blond and Princely, it’s one of the main things they’re intensely Weird About).

But then! Turns out Thor’s effortless Natural Crown Prince act is a SHAM and a LIE. And the first thing Thor does on finding this out is not gracefully give the throne up to the real firstborn but proceed to burn her to a crisp and take the throne by force, because it was the pragmatic thing to do in that situation! And everyone saw him do it. Everyone knows Thor took the crown because he beat the real heir into the ground, no matter how noble his motives. Loki’s not going to stick around being Thor’s adviser forever like he ends up by the credits, but it’s got to be a lot less grating for him right now than it ever was before.

Soooo. A happy ending for Loki is one where a) he’s around Thor, b) Thor is okay, probably still being Blond and Princely since that seems to make him happy, and crucially c) Thor doesn’t have the right to rule over him. No wonder Loki keeps trying to get a foot in alternate power bases; maybe he just needs to find one that isn’t murderous but doesn’t acknowledge Asgard’s supremacy. Then he and Thor can carry on being Weird About Each Other to their hearts’ content, and maybe not have messy, interstellar, city-destroying family squabbles as regularly as they do now. But I don’t want them to get there quite yet.

anonymous asked:

People probably think Taako, being who he is, consistently tries to avoid situations in which he can get even remotely messy (think high school prep avoiding dissecting a frog in science class). However, this assumption is completely wrong, and the IPRE find this out only a few cycles in. One of many situations consisted of the ipre making a turkey for one of their suppers (Lup insisted) and absolutely no one wanted to touch the gizzard. After a few moments of bickering about who will [1/2]

be the unfortunate soul, Lup unnoticeably leaves the room and comes back a few moments later with Taako who, without hesitation, reaches his arm elbow deep into that turkey’s ass and tears out the gizzard, everyone watches with blank expressions, except for Lup, who’s just hungry [2/2]

lmao taako doesn’t give a shit at all. i can imagine him getting covered in mud or viscera at some point and he doesn’t even flinch like yeah sometimes it be that way 

  • fanfic writer: *writing* Oh wow, they are going to love this. This is by far my best work!
  • fic: *witty lines* *perfect love making* *fluffy enough to kill us all* *a dash of angst, a smidgen of hurt/comfort*
  • fanfic writer: Oh man. This is it. This will be my legacy! *sweats into fic* *bleeds into fic* *cries into fic* *spends days perfecting the grammar and verbage and sex scenes* *has 15 betas look over it*
  • fanfic writer: Okay. It is finally time to release my baby on the world. Here you go fandom. You're welcome.
  • fandom: Ha, cute. *like* *kudos*
  • fanfic writer: :/
  • * * *
  • same fanfic writer: *writing* Whatever. This is shit, I don't even care right now. A singing squirrel? Sure, let's do it. Haha, cheesy lines that make no sense, sure. Grammatical errors out the wazoo? Why not. No one's going to read this piece of crap anyway, I literally wrote it on a scrap of 1 ply toilet paper with a broken yellow crayon.
  • fanfic writer: LOL *post*
  • fanfic writer: *sigh*
Missing someone I shouldn’t even be thinking about.
—  March 17, 2017

Based on @paperficwriter‘s Genos headcanon(s)!


Whose bad end is this again?

aka thoughts that keep me up at 2am if we had his ROUTE


When I say respect influences my interest in drawing specific things, the rate at which my stuff gets reposted is definitely included. Please, I don’t think I’m asking for much, here.


she had the world // panic! at the disco

:^)) tfw when Memories™ pop up :^)) and you gotta wonder why no one noticed you were an abused kid :^))) the symptoms were all there :^)) I wasn’t just a ‘weird kid’ like y'all said I was :^))) adults always say they know more about kids than they let on but if that’s really the case they must really not give a shit about us when the ignore very obvious signs of abuse :^^))) I spoke about some fucked up shit right in front of teachers and parents and none of them said anything, none of them reacted :^)) if they’re actually listening they don’t give a damn

Can we talk about the Grand Prix Final banquet in Sochi for a second?

Yes, champagne was poured and stripper poles were mounted, but think about Victor for a second. Imagine the way that he must’ve been feeling for months, for years, before this banquet.

Winning is routine for him. He skates, and he wins, and he moves on. But he should feel something, right? Some sort of energy, some sort of motivation to conquer? Everyone close to Victor wonders why he isn’t kissing the pavement for every medal that he earns.

The issue is, Victor doesn’t understand, either. He’s uninspired and directionless, wandering from one competition to another and half-heartedly listening to Yakov’s pep talks before he steps out onto the ice and performs with skates strapped to his feet and pain strapped to his lungs. But he can’t figure it out. Victor starts to assume that the demons in his mind are right: that he is a brat, that he has no excuse to be ungrateful, that he has no excuse to stare up at the ceiling every night until his eyes burn.

For years, he watches as people smile and laugh. He thinks of the classic “fake it till you make it” strategy and, oh, he tries. Victor tries. He becomes frustrated trying to figure out why jokes don’t give him the same joy that they seem to provide for everyone else, why his smile automatically fades when he thinks people are no longer able to see him. He used to be happy, he thinks. He doesn’t remember what that had felt like, but he’s sure that he had been, a long time ago, in another life, perhaps.

He’s at a banquet. It’s the same as it always is. Boring—people coming up to him, talking to him. Manners. More jokes. More turning away, more swirling doubt and mania bleeding into his heart as he tries to interpret his own emotions, tries to label them, tries to diagnose himself so that he can prescribe some sort of self-inflicted medicine. He feels dull, like a knife used one too many times.

And then, suddenly, he’s laughing.

(And it’s not the same sort of laugh from before. He can’t remember the last time he has had this sort of laugh. He’s unfamiliar with tears stinging his eyes for a reason other than rocking back and forth and clutching his poodle at five in the morning. He’s unfamiliar with emotions flooding his soul for a reason other than contemplating his own loneliness, his own self.)

He’s laughing.

And the flickers of hope that had started to die out, but that had never quite been extinguished, they’re roaring, they’re living, they’re dancing inside him.

Victor wonders, briefly, if it’s possible to relearn happiness.


He’s weak for the most ridiculous stuff and they 100% know and take full advantage of it


Blond Skywalker genes, the secret’s out thanks to the little Matt the Radar Technician incident…

listen… i want shallura to be canon

i know you can ship a ship entirely in fanon but… fam… listen… i want shallura to be canon

i want an epic, sweeping love story where a canonically disabled character with a mental illness gets cast as the romantic hero. i want an Asian man to play the romantic lead.

i want a black woman to be the subject of a beautiful, heart-stopping romance that builds over several seasons. i want a kids tv show to portray a black woman as worthy of love and romance and heroic sacrifices and epic love stories. let a beautiful black princess be desired and wanted the way a white princess would be.

i want an interracial ship between two POC to get the kind of treatment that’s usually reserved for the whitest of white pairings. i want big dramatic moments and soft quiet scenes. i want all the cheesy rom-com cliches. gimme Shiro and Allura flirting with each other and getting flustered. gimme a cutesy episode where they go on a date and have fun.

i know canon isn’t everything. i know we have fanon works. i know we have all of that. but i want to see a cartoon give kids the message that love and romance is not just for able-bodied neurotypical white people.

i want shallura to be canon. i think it would be beautiful.