i hope that this is what you meant

  • Peter: *trying to find Wade*
  • Peter: Fuck it
  • Peter: [screaming] CHIMICHANGAS AND BEA ARTHUR WERE MEANT TO BURN
  • Wade: *running through smoke, rolling away from incoming grenade, leaping across two helicarriers* wHAT DID YOU SAY

“I just didn’t think you liked me like that. I felt I was out of your leauge….” Reader in disbelief from Tyler’s confession. - @bbella85


Title: Leagues Are For Baseball, Not Love

Tyler x Reader

It was kind of an ominous question; “Can we talk?”. You couldn’t remember a time where that phrase ever meant a good thing, so it really worried you when Tyler asked you that out of the blue. Everyone was out to lunch except you and Tyler. You both were busy working on one of Mark’s infamous secret projects. 

Can we talk? The question bounced around in your head as you turned in your swivel chair to face Tyler. “Uh, sure. What’s up?” You hoped you sounded casual. You stood as he started walking toward you. Had you done something wrong?

He rubbed the back of his neck, “I have something to tell you and I don’t know how to say it other than bluntly.”

You nodded slowly “Oh. Okay, go ahead.” Was he going to throw you off teamiplier? Was that why everyone else was out? Did he find out about your silly crush on him? Were you too obvious?

You fidgeted with your hands, waiting for him to say something.

“I have feelings for you.” Tyler confessed. Your whole face felt hot as you processed his words. You didn’t expect him to keep going but he did. “I hope that doesn’t make things between us weird. Like, if you just want to be friends I totally understand or if you never want to talk to me again I get it. Or maybe I should just stop talking-”

“I just didn’t think you liked me like that.” Your stomach flipped as you spoke. “I thought I was out of your league.” This couldn’t be real, this had to be a dream. 

Tyler’s eyebrows rose, “Out of my league? I don’t have a league.”

“Oh come on, you’re smart and kind and inspiring and handsome and I’m just me.” You rambled. You kept your gaze down towards your shoes, too shy to look him in the eyes. 

He stepped closer to you, his fingers brushed under your chin to tilt your head up. The way those blue eyes looked at you, how didn’t you notice it before? “I like you because you’re you. You make me smile like no one else can. I like you because your eyes light up when you get excited and I could listen to you talk for hours and-”

You leaned forward and kissed him. His lips were surprisingly soft against yours. His hands rested gently on your hips as you tangled your fingers in his hair.

“So am I safe to assume you like me too?” He asked, smiling at you.

You kissed him again. “What do you think?”

anonymous asked:

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.” can you write something for pynch?

i really was gonna make it angsty this time i swear but alas 

pynch + “that’s not what i meant and you know it.”


Adam still didn’t know what he was looking at.

He had been standing outside with Ronan and Opal for quite some time now, with the former holding up some…thing in their hands, as if expecting Adam to fawn over it any minute.

After a few more minutes, Ronan began to tap his foot in impatience, and Opal had resigned herself to making dirt balls, occasionally throwing them at Adam, Ronan, or said thing.

“So?” Ronan prompted as he scowled at Opal, and at Adam’s lack of reaction. “What do you think?”

“I think,” he started, still somewhat at a loss, “that dragging me into the middle of nowhere to show me more of your weird dream things was uncalled for.”

Adam had expected a rolling of eyes, or some sort of biting remark, but all he got was a smirk.

“You have no idea what it is.”

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The Note; a Ten-ish Sentence Fic

Sorry my hand slipped oops

Upon waking, Keith made his way down to the main room of the castle to begin a new day. When he arrived, he found the others huddled around Lance’s seat. He approached them and asked,
“Hey guys, what’s going on?”
“Lance is gone.” Pidge replied, obviously very worried.
“What do you mean, gone?” Keith asked, fear present in his voice.
Allura began to read from a piece of paper, which Keith assumed was a note left by Lance,
“I’ve gone to find Shiro. I know this is something that everyone probably wanted to do together, but I felt it better that I go alone. If I return, I hope that it will cement my place within the team, but if I don’t, then I guess I just wasn’t meant to be a paladin of Voltron. I’m sorry everyone, but this is something that I have decided to do alone.
- Lance”

sindela  asked:

In honor of Mayuzumi's birthday, can I request an ask when his s/o surprises him with gifts and gestures then thanking him how glad he was born?

Of course I can! I hope you like it!


Birthdays weren’t Mayuzumi’s thing. Anything that meant he’d be in the spotlight were always troublesome and tiring for what they were worth. Luckily, he had someone like you, who understood his feelings and didn’t like to make big deals either.

And yet, he was still caught off guard by your surprise visit.

It shouldn’t have been such a surprise though, because he knew you were coming over.. But you’d brought all his favourite things; his childhood movie, strawberry chocolate cheesecake instead of actual cake, and an exact look-alike of a bear stuffy he had years ago.

He remembered specifically telling you not to go out of your way to buy him anything, because he didn’t care for it. But your response had took him by surprise.

“I did it because I wanted to… and because I wanted you to know how thankful I am to have you in my life.”

He had to hold a hand over his face, to try and cover the blush adorning his cheeks. He couldn’t hate this day because of everything you went through, everything you did for him.. Just to show how much you care about him. There was no words for him to say, to express just HOW grateful he was to you.

So instead, he pulled you into a tight hug, something Mayuzumi rarely does, and press a tender kiss to your head.

“….You’re so troublesome….” he mutters, rubbing the back of your head. But his lips turned up slightly, and when you looked at him, he cupped your cheek, gently brushing his lips over yours.

“But thank you ____..”

Gintama. - 328

- Perfect ending and set up for the next arc, whichever that may be.

As some of you know they’re doing reruns “The Best of Gintama” with a new OP/ED. A sneak peek of the Shinsengumi animated at the Sakura Matsuri. I really do hope they animated the skipped arcs. Most of them can be completed in 1-2 episodes, the one shot chapters could be half episodes.

- This is one of the times where I’m glad that anime described what happened to Utsuro. Using the woodblock animation for his backstory was lit.

Again, if you read the scanlations, you should take them lightly, because these are not official translations, and not everything you read will make sense, because it didn’t to me with one scene with the last chapter and I had to ask the translator what the hell it meant.

Also, whatever CrunchyRoll releases in subs, it’s not consistent, they have changed at least 3 translators from the beginning of the series where things didn’t make any sense. Though with this latest translator, he/she has been decent explaining complex lines. Gintama is not an easy series to translate at all. Editing lines where always a challenge to make sense for an western audience.  

- Crunchyroll skipped a post credit scene. It’s one of those scenarios where the Odd Jobs just talk about stuff in the house, but this time they’re in the space ship talking about the reruns and live-action movie. They had the live-action actors do some voice acting with their anime character counter part. It was actually pretty funny.

I’m trying to get over you, I’m trying so goddamned hard. And some mornings I wake up and think, yes, maybe I finally am free. Free from my echoing thoughts of you. Free from the constant battle of loving you and losing you. But then other mornings I wake up and all I can think about is how your eyes look with sunlight in them and how your face looks just before you break into a smile.
Maybe we aren’t meant to be together, maybe not now, maybe not ever.
And I don’t wanna have a single grain of hope, because blessed are those with no expectations.
But sometimes I think against my own will that what if we break all the laws?
Maybe we’ll forget each other soon but what if we meet again someday in the future, and in one look we’ll feel the ache in our hearts of our incomplete love, and maybe then I’ll be right for you, and you’ll be right for me?
Maybe we are meant to be together, maybe not now, but maybe someday.
Digital Painting: tips for beginners

Heyo! I got asked if I could make a tutorial on digital painting so I’m gonna throw together some advice meant for people who are starting out and want to figure out exactly how this stuff all works. Because it’s hard! What I hope to accomplish here is to make painting more approachable for you.

Firstly, I have put together something like this before, so for archival purposes here it is: http://holy-quinity.tumblr.com/post/89594801811/i-dont-know-how-much-of-this-kind-of-thing-you

For those of you who don’t wanna bother reading that, here are the main points:

1. Learn your program and its tools, from brush properties to layer styles. And I mean learn them. Make a cheatsheet that shows you exactly what each button and scale does, both in isolation and in conjunction with other buttons and scales. Refer to this as much as possible until it is intuitive. The end goal is to know exactly what to do to your brush’s settings to achieve a given effect.

2. It’s perfectly okay to use your sketches, linearts, and other forms of line in your paintings. They can help guide the form and there’s no need to make something fully “lineless”! I never make things “lineless.”

3. Study other people’s art and try to think how they could have possibly achieved the effects they did. You can learn a lot just by observing and mentally recreating the process stroke by stroke—muscle memory is a powerful tool at your disposal. This becomes easier to do once you’ve started doing item 1 above.

OKAY!

So where the heck do you even begin?

What I’m gonna do is try to make digital painting as approachable as possible for someone who’s never really done it. The main idea here is that digital painting is just like real painting. So if you’ve ever done real painting, you already kinda know what’s coming.

I’m gonna assume you know the basics of digital art: you can sketch, line those sketches using layers and opacity changes, and fill the lines with color, maybe even opting to add some shading…and you’ll get something like this:

You know, cell-shaded, or maybe the shading’s blended, but you’ve still obviously a line drawing with color put down on layers beneath the lines.

The next intuitive step is to try going “lineless”…but when you remove the lines you get this:

idk about you but I’m laughing at how stupid this looks

When I was first teaching myself to paint digitally, I didn’t really know how to deal with this. Without lines, the form of the subject vanished or became a mess like the above. Even if I was meticulous and careful about placing down the color such that without the lines layer turned on, the shapes fit together, it didn’t look quite right. There’d be gaps, I wouldn’t know how to incorporate the subject into a background, the contrast wouldn’t be high enough, or it’d just in general look too much like a screenshot from Super Mario 64.

Painting requires a different process than the above. You’ll have to let go of some of your habits and conventions. Such as staying in the lines. Such as fully relying on the lines. Like, I love my lines, I love my sketches—but in painting, they are guides for form, and are not the form itself. So let me go through how I approach a given painting:


My painting process starts with a sketch (here a boring portrait for demonstrative purposes). I make the opacity of the sketch layer something like 30%, and then throw down my base colors on a new layer underneath. I’m not being meticulous about the sketch itself, because again it’s just meant to guide my placement of color. I’m also not meticulous about my placement of the color.

We’re essentially sketching with color. Because ultimately what we want is for the color to take on the form and shapes conveyed by the sketch.

There’s a lot going into this about how to use value, how to shade, how to use color, etc. that I’m kinda skipping over because it takes a lot of time to explain…but there are hundreds of tutorials out there on those topics so please, google around! I found some helpful tuts that way when I was starting out.

Something I find v useful is to keep selecting colors that already exist in your image for shading and hue adjustment. This is why I start with really blendy, low-opacity brushes when throwing down color on top of the background. I can then select colors within there that are a mix of the two.

For instance, I’ll select the color of the lines here:

…and use that to shade:

And maybe I’ll select one of the darker shades around his eye, but not the darkest, to make the shading a smoother gradient…and so on.

What I do in general at this point is go over the shapes and lines of the sketch. Such that I can turn off the sketch layer and see this:

I’m replacing the lines with shading and value. I’ll continue to do this as I keep adding color.

This is all super loose. I am not dedicated to any particular stroke. I just want the colors and shading and light source to be right. I’ll use overlay layers to boost contrast or add a hue.

Here are other examples where I used this process:

I am constantly changing brushes and brush settings as I paint. It really depends on what effect I want where. I am also constantly selecting new colors and applying or blending those in. I don’t believe in having some uniformly applied base color and then shading with only one or two…that’s what I’d do if I was cell-shading like the first drawing I showed you here, but painting should be about messing with color and opacity and blending to make millions of hues!

Good rule of thumb: Hard, opaque brushes for applying color. Soft, dilute brushes for blending colors. Sometimes hard, dilute brushes can make some cool blending effects! I personally prefer harder edges on my shading so that’s a brush I use often.

This is getting a bit long so I’m gonna split it up into multiple parts, but really what I want you to get from this is:

1. learn the tools at your disposal until they are intuitive

2. sketch and line are guides for form, not the form itself

3. rather, hue and value will produce the form

And of course, practice makes perfect!!! Every drawing you make, every painting you make, will bring you one step closer to the artist you want to be, and thus every drawing and every painting, no matter what, is a success.

Obtuse

Percy makes friends at a college party, but her intentions aren’t what he expects.


“Oh, thanks!” Percy smiles as the girl - Cassie? Casey? He thinks it’s Cassie, but the music was so loud when she introduced herself he couldn’t quite hear - hands him a fresh cup. “Just Coke, right?”

“Yeah,” she says, matching his smile with her own. “Though I still don’t get why you’re not drinking.”

He tries to subtly sniff the drink before taking a sip, just to be sure. It smells okay. “Not a fan,” he says by way of explanation, taking a small sip.

Cassie tags a swig from her own cup, gagging slightly as the vodka hits her throat. “Yeah,” she coughs, “I can - ah, I can understand that.”

He laughs, and she laughs too, and when Percy settles back against the wall she comes and stands next to him. 

She nods out at the crowd and says, “So, what do you think of the party?”

“It’s pretty fun,” he says, which is mostly true. He’d prefer to be back in his dorm, snuggled up in bed with Netflix on in the background and Annabeth curled up beside him. But, as far as college parties go, he thinks this one is all right. The music isn’t terrible, at least. “Although, to be honest, I don’t have that much experience with parties so I’m probably not the best judge.”

Cassie turns to him with a knowing look. “I thought you were shy, hanging out by yourself over here with that brooding expression.”

“Brooding?” he says, lips quirking up.

“Well, you’re not brooding now. But you totally were before.”

“I was not brooding.”

“You were.”

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in the aftermath of things, you never did come after me. we didn’t waste time with hopeful antics, never said goodbye. you just woke up one day and decided I wasn’t what you wanted and two weeks later I pulled myself out of bed to live and breathe in a world where I don’t end up with you. the realization that I could have never been what you needed- hurts. but I also know that the things meant to happen for me, will always find a way. when you didn’t call, when you didn’t fight for me, I realized there was no point in stepping foot out onto a battlefield where I’m outnumbered. and so I didn’t. i sold myself to the idea that I’m better without you until I started to believe in it. and today, I believe in it whole heartedly. it took me a long time to get here and maybe I could never get back who I was on the day I loved you the most, but I also know that better things are coming. and I’m finally brave enough to open my arms for new beginnings.