i loved this scene i just had to gif it

Can we talk about Finn for a minute? I keep reading that Finn gets described as “flat” or “boring” by some in the Star Wars fandom. Obviously everyone’s entitled to their opinion. But I’ll tell you, from my perspective? He’s one of the most unique, charismatic Star Wars characters out there. 

1. Finn humanized stormtroopers. Made us experience panic and terror at the terrible choices they have to make. Stormtroopers, who were practically a joke in the other movies - white plastic statutes that existed just to get shot and clatter into a pile.

2. Finn’s flight with Poe Dameron is an explosion of emotion. That scene blew me away. Both of them had so much fun with it, and you can see Finn feel the real impact of having a name, rather than being a number. 

3. Finn is profoundly empathetic and protective. Hell, I swear he cares about BB8 when he has to describe the plane crash, and Poe’s “death”, to the droid. 

4. Finn shows tremendous range in this movie. Traumatized (stormtrooper battle), jocular (”you got a boyfriend?”), joyous (”that’s one hell of a pilot”), wistful (”Take care of yourself. Please.”), angry (ligthsaber battle), I could go on. I like Luke Skywalker as much as the next fan, but I think Finn shows more range in this one film than Luke did in all three. 

5. Finn’s story arc is powerful, subversive, and inspiring. Going from a number to a name. Finding a family after being taken from his home as a child. Turning his back on the First Order and then realizing he needs to go further, and embrace the cause of the Resistance.

6. Finn’s relationship with Rey. I’m gonna get choked up about this, so I’ll just say John Boyega is an amazing actor, and I loved every scene he had with Daisy Ridley. 

Anyway that’s my fangirling contribution. To me, Finn’s amazing. 

Gif courtesy of @kit-harington

The only thing on my mind today was Andrew Minyard and his mocking salute.
It’s super shaky, messy, and rough and the quality sucks sooo bad (I’m sincerely sorry for that, I had insane trouble with the size and resizing, it’s super annoying plus tumblr loves to screw the quality) but anyway.
Now I really wanna animate a few scenes from the books (will only take a life time but whatevs, do I have something better to do with my life ? Yes definitely..but do I care? No.). Also, thank you for 200 followers and welcome to the fandom who ever just discovered it!!

                         i will be the answer at the end of the line
                      i will be there for you while you take the time
                in the burning of uncertainty i will be your solid ground

WHO has information on our wonderful officer here??? because I LOVE her and I would die for her and I need a NAME 

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Look at her. Kicking not only asses, but also faces.

What an amazing woman.

Grief

Characters: Dean x reader, Sam mentioned

Word Count: 700

Warnings: angst, grieving the loss of a loved one

A/N: I’ve been watching the series again, and I just balled when I watched this scene. I guess I personally have needed comfort lately, and I have found that in writing about comforting Dean instead. There are so many times throughout the series that I have just wanted to hold him through the bad. This is my small way of doing that.

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how long do i have to wait
and how many sleepless nights do i have to spend
to see you, to meet you
⤿ for @ohime-sxma

Hey guys!! 

I know it hasn’t really been a minute since I’ve been posting like left and right this last month or so, but I’ve been getting a lot of notes and emails and all sorts of stuff so I figured I’d just throw down some quick updoots to get you all in the know (or at least my version of the know, we’ll figure that part out later)

FIRST OFF I want to thank every one of you out there who’s supported my art either through your likes, reblogs/retweets, and even Patreon support (which has gotten up to $200 a month wow!!) It’s only been like what, a year since I started posting art to the furry fandom and it’s been just a heck of a ride the entire way. Like I nearly went from 400 followers about a year ago to literally almost 7 THOUSAND FOLLOWERS???

If you had asked me if any of this was possible on my end about a year ago, frankly I’d tell you it was just a far off fantasy. BUT JOKES ON PAST ME BECAUSE YOU GUYS ARE MAKING ME CRY IRL EVERY DAY. SO JUST THANKS. WOW. I LOVE ALL OF YOU!! 


(and if you’ve been one of those people behind the scenes pushing my butt in the right direction, I love you just that much more. you all know who you are uwu)

SO AS YOU’VE PROBABLY NOTICED I’ve been doing a butt ton of art (specifically commissions!) very recently, and it’s been a heck of a refreshing change for me to just do some quick lil animated bits and layout stuff ! But the real world is scary and wants money so i’m also on the hunt for a more permanent job situation while I manage some of these upcoming projects and commissions. I will say definitively I’ll be closing off commissions for the upcoming month (but I’ll get to that in a sec)

The big one being my Chuck and Deen reboot, which is now officially going under the name HOW I LEFT TOWN (AND GOT LOST FOREVER)

The comics going under a serious overhaul in terms of tone, style and writing, but you’ll be seeing a return of all your fav characters in something I’m hoping will reflect a lot of the themes my artworks been giving off this last year. It’ll be dramatic, it’ll be super gay, and it’ll have lots of spooks! So here’s hoping I can deliver something special when I find the time to get posting.

The elephant in the room for me atm is my unfinished senior film that’s been sitting in limbo since I graduated from SVA. It’s literally just waiting to be finished (after some technical issues regarding time and coordination) and tbh it’s just a load of demo reel/portfolio material waiting to be unbenched, so I’ve decided to make that my first priority before my next big contract this coming month. I’m hoping I’ll have a good film to show for and finally a finished project under my belt by the beginning of July, so cheer along and look forward to some dumb teen comedy about vampires and terrible pizza!!

From there, I can definitely see myself dedicating my free time to making progress on my new comic and just tons more of the same kind of stuff you’ve been seeing me post recently. Here’s hoping I can pay back all the kindness and love I’ve received this last year uwu

Uncomprehensively,
Coca

TL;DR
Need to finish my student film before I get rolling on the new Chuck and Deen to get them sick career opportunities. Commissions are kind of closed. I love all of you. Deuces. 

Too Late

“I can’t do this anymore, Jensen. I won’t,” she whispered as she stood on set as far from me as she possibly could. I glanced at her as she rubbed her arms subconsciously like it would ward off the feelings she carried. The feelings that weighed her down. The feelings she so desperately wanted to rid herself of. This was the only way she thought she could do that.

“I’m quitting the show. I have to. I can’t keep pretending, hoping, praying that you’ll figure everything out,” she continued, tears streaming down her face.

My brain tried desperately to keep up. She had asked me to stay after we shot our last scene. She blind sided me by telling me that it was her last shoot. She had quit, Singer had let her out of her contract for “personal reasons.”

What Singer didn’t know was that I was that “personal reason.”

“Jensen. I love you. I know you can’t possibly feel the same. Why would you? I’m nobody. I’m just some girl who stuck around and lasted a little longer than the others. Whatever feelings you have for me, however minute they must be, are certainly not love. I think you like being single which is fine, but if I stay here, if I continue to give you all of my love,” she choked, clutching her arms around her waist, “what would be left of me for someone to love?” She asked.

I hadn’t looked up from the floor as she spoke.

She didn’t know that everything she said was wrong. I loved her, but I was terrified of that love. I’d never felt for anyone the things I felt for her. She made my head spin, my world turn upside down. She made everything right, and here I had led her to believe that she meant nothing. That she was just another girl passing through my life. She was nothing.

She was wrong.

She was everything.

I took a deep breath, steeling myself to be brave. To tell her everything she meant to me. I opened my eyes and turned toward her, but she was gone.

I was too late. Everything I’d ever wanted had just disappeared before my eyes, gone before I even had the chance to fully understand everything she would offer me.

I had lost her before I ever had her.

this moment is so small and weirdly lit that there’s really nothing to be done with it gifset-wise but i had to gif it anyway bc it’s the only shot of sabo in film gold that i hadn’t been spoiled for before watching it and even tho it’s only like 2 sec his beauty in it blows me away

No, that was easy. What was hard was going to see you and getting turned away. No information, no idea what had happened to you. Spending 24 hours worrying that you’re dead, that someone had hurt you, or that you’d hurt yourself. And then I finally get in and you can hardly look at me. My beautiful husband, who I love, isn’t there any more. It’s someone who tells me that I should be in jail. That doesn’t care about his appeal or his sister… who says that I should leave him alone… to deal, take as many drugs as he likes. That… that was hard.

That is not an excuse.

I’m not saying it is, it’s just what happened. 

Day 6 - Robert + best scene

[My actual top scene is the one in the woods during SSW but since I am sure it is a fave for many of us and it’ll be featuerd so I’ve chosen my #2: Robert being absolutely in love -even almost against his will-, not trying to save his own skin, owning his mistakes and losing it all nevertheless.]

Don’t Say Her Name

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Title: Don’t Say Her Name

Characters: Pride x Reader, LaSalle, Mayor Hamilton

Word Count: 869

Warnings: angst, mayor hamilass

A/N: I uh… I had to write this okay. I hope you all enjoy! I love you all so much! <3

As Pride arrived at the crime scene he definitely wasn’t pleased to see mayor Hamilton.  With Percy in jail and Patton on the sidelines, he would hurt Hamilton given the chance.  The two men locked eyes for a few seconds.  Pride quickly looked away, knowing that was his only choice if he wanted to contain his frustrations.  However, Hamilton felt extra cocky today and wasn’t willing to walk away, not just yet.

“You know Dwayne, your team is looking a little sporadic,” Hamilton noted with a grin.  “How about we just call it a truce?”

Pride stopped in his tracks, looking over at LaSalle who returned his glare.  “How ‘bout you do your job, and ah’ll do mine,” Pride suggested, glancing over his shoulder.  “You should know the famous line ‘innocent until proven guilty’, right mayor?”

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Title: The First Ultrasound

@magikat409​ requested: Been having a stressful week, and could use some Patrick fluff to ease my pain :D Patrick and his wife go in for an ultrasound to see their child for the first time, only to find out a special surprise is in store for them? Like twins or triplets? It’s your call! TYVM hun <3

Character(s): Patrick Sullivan and Reader
Summary: You and Patrick find out some surprising news at your first ultrasound.
Word Count: 1,881
Author’s Note: This one is for @magikat409! I hope you have a much better week and I sure hope this was okay! Also, everyone go follow her! She’s written a few stories and believe me, you will not be disappointed! They’re all so good! Plus, I had to watch a certain scene from The Accidental Husband and ended up watching the entire movie, lol. JDM is just so charming. Anyway, I love this idea and I hope I did it justice! Enjoy! :-)

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I have watched this scene a thousand times and I remember the very first time I watched it and my heart still does the same funny thing.

I remember absolutely losing my shit at the shot of the flowers in the air and I was like “OMG BRENNAN’S GONNA CATCH THE BOUQUET. ARE THEY ACTUALLY GOING THERE. ARE THEY GOING TO DO IT???????? OMGGGG.” And they teased us with the slow mo shot, heh. (When I rewatch this scene, I STILL get that anticipation of excitement.)

AND OF COURSE SHE DID.

I adore that she looks back at Booth,who just does an adorable smile/half shrug, trying to seem nonchalant when you know he’s screaming on the inside, like all of us. HAHAHA.

No, but seriously, the marriage arc on Bones was just perfect, there was NEVER a single instance when Booth pestered Brennan about marriage. The ball was in her court all the way through, and Booth absolutely would have been fine if they had never married in the end (”I LOVE EVERYDAY.”) A testament to how much Booth loves her but also a point of great character development for Booth, who was once fixated on the idea that he HAD to get married. (Arguably, you could say that his change of heart was because Brennan was the only one who really mattered, which is equally valid, but I like to think that Booth learnt something from his previous mistakes).

And here, Brennan was not horrified at the thought of catching the flowers; marriage no longer seems like such an awful concept when it’s in relation to Booth ;)

**Author’s note: this is my first one shot EVER so please be kind and if you enjoy it feel free to follow :-)**

Halloween is by far my favorite holiday of the year. The pumpkin carving, the decorating, and the excuse to eat junk food for an entire night all bring back great memories of my childhood. Even the Halloween movie specials they play on TV get me excited. One movie in particular, though, exceeds the others as my all-time favorite movie: The Nightmare Before Christmas. Reason being because the two love interests, Jack and Sally. I can relate to Sally’s song about longing for her love to notice her. In the end, when Jack and Sally unite, it gives me hope for my current situation with Dan. We were great friends, but it always seemed like he was too preoccupied with other things to realize what I felt for him.

Regardless, I still loved hanging out with him, which is why we had a Friday movie night watching The Nightmare Before Christmas to get into the festive mood.

“Y/N?” Dan said, trying to get my attention.

“What,” I said hastily, completely invested in the Christmastown scene. “I had an idea for Halloween…” Dan continued slowly. “Mhm, okay, what is it?” I turned to look back at him for only a second before returning my glance to the TV screen.

“Well,” he started, “I thought that- since you love this film so much- maybe we could, I don’t know, go as Jack and Sally to Zoe’s Halloween party?”

I turned around, fully averting my attention to him. Did I just hear him right? Did he really want to go as Jack and Sally with me? “What?” I said in confused astonishment. “Never mind, it was a dumb idea. “ He dismissed, shaking his head and looking down at his lap. “No, no! I do want to go!” I said eagerly. “Really? I really want to, but only if you do.” He wanted to confirm. “Of course I want to go with you.” I reassured him. A smile spread across his face, and he chuckled a little bit before saying, “Alright then. Let’s go as Jack and Sally.” For the first time, I was unable to focus on the movie; I was just too damn jittery with excitement.

The following week, after purchasing our costumes, it was finally Halloween. I put on my makeup and stitches, braided random strands of red yarn into my hair, and slid into my Sally dress.

Driving over to Dan’s house was the longest drive of my life. I had so many emotions running through my chest and stomach. Nervousness, excitement, bewilderment, and most of all, hope. Hoping that I looked good. Hoping that he’d notice me like Jack noticed Sally. Hoping that tonight would be like a magical night in Halloween Town.

I hopped up the stairs to the door of his flat and knocked. A few seconds later, I heard the fumbling of locks being unturned, and then the door opened to Dan, donned in his Jack Skellington attire. He looked undeniably handsome.

“Oh, my god, you look amazing!” I said, feeling butterflies in my stomach. “No,” he marveled, seemingly stunned, “YOU look amazing.” We both stood there staring at each other’s costumes. I waited a couple of seconds before jokingly murmuring, “Well, are you going to invite me in?” Dan laughed. “Right, sorry.”

As we walked into the lounge room, I noticed he didn’t have any of his skeleton makeup on his face. “Did I interrupt you getting ready? I can wait while you do your face makeup. I said apologetically. “Actually, since I’m shit at doing makeup, I was hoping you could do it for me.” He shyly responded. “Oh, sure, let’s go ahead and start that so we won’t be late.” I suggested.

We went to the bathroom, and Dan pulled a palette of face paint out of the drawer. The space was kind of tight, so I had Dan sit on the toilet to refrain from taking up too much room around the sink. I picked up a sponge applicator and dipped it into the white paint. I stepped closer to him, and reached up to move his fringe out of the way. When I pushed his hair back, he stared into my eyes. If I had the courage to stare back, I don’t think I’d be able to control what I’d do once I lost myself in his eyes. To steer clear of losing my composure, I tried to focus on applying his makeup.

As I was carefully painting his face, his gaze didn’t leave me. It was almost as if he was TRYING to make me uncomfortable.

Once I finished with the white, I picked up a smaller applicator and dipped it in black. “Okay,” I said, “I’m going to do your eyes now. I need you to keep them closed.” He obliged. I put my hand under his chin, and tilted his head up. It took all of my will power to not lean down to kiss him. I wish I had re-evaluated the option to do his makeup; if I had known how close we would be to each other’s faces, I would’ve refused.

After completing the eyes, I quickly etched the skull teeth going from the corners of his mouth to the middle of his cheeks. Finally, I put down the tool, and stepped back to admire my work. Jesus Christ. Seeing Dan like this was almost too much to handle. “You’re finished?” He asked. “Yeah, come take a look in the mirror.” He stood up and walked towards the mirror. Once he saw himself, he let out a laugh, and stared at himself in disbelief. “This is awesome,” he mumbled, “Let’s go ahead and leave for the party.”

Walking into the party, he grabbed my hand and directed us through the crowd. I was caught off guard in the best way possible. When we stopped, I looked forward to see Zoe in a cat costume and Louise in a witch’s hat.

“Dan! (Y/N)! You guys look so adorable!” Zoe said while embracing us in a greeting hug. “I didn’t know you two started dating!” Louise exclaimed, unaware of the true situation. I froze in embarrassment. Dan and I just side-eyed each other to see who would speak first. Dan broke the silence, stating, “We’re not dating, we just came as friends.”

My smile faltered for a split second. Although I knew it to be true, it was still painful to hear it out loud. I let go of his hand. “I’m going to get a drink. Do you guys want anything?” I asked, only glancing at Louise and Zoe. “We’re fine,” they responded. I nodded and walked towards the bar. I needed some alcohol pronto.

For the rest of the night, I tried to distance myself from Dan as best I could. I couldn’t let the truth of the matter get to me tonight. I didn’t want to spoil my favorite holiday for myself. As more and more party guests came in, I found it hard to get some space on the dance floor, so I went outside to catch a breath of fresh air. To my surprise, Dan was outside as well. I guessed I couldn’t run from my feelings for much longer.

“Hey,” I said as I walked up to him. “Oh, hey,” he said back, looking up at the starry sky. We stood by each other in silence for a few minutes until he spoke again. “(Y/N), why have you been avoiding me this entire night?”

My stomach dropped. I really didn’t expect him to notice my absence. “What do you mean?” I said dubiously. “You know exactly what I mean.” He said bluntly. I knew at that point he wasn’t messing around. I had been caught. “The honest truth?” I proposed. “The honest truth.” He affirmed.

I took a deep breath. “Well,” I began, “the reason that I’ve been running from you is because of what you said earlier. Okay, I get it that we’re not actually a couple, and I’m totally fine with that, except… I’m not. I’ve liked you for a really long time now and I hate that you haven’t noticed me after all this time.” After admitting my feelings, I felt a weight lift off of my chest, but it was soon replaced with a feeling of anticipation for what Dan might say next. But, instead of saying anything at all, he just laughed.

“What the hell.” I barked, infuriated that my confession was a joke to him. I started to stomp away, but he caught my arm and twirled me around to face him. Our faces were only a few inches away from each other. My breath hitched.

“I’m not laughing at you,” Dan insisted, still smiling, “I just find it funny that you haven’t noticed me either.”

I searched his eyes for a tell-tale sign of lying, but I didn’t find anything. It left me with a deep wonderment for him and the position we were in. “So you’re telling me you’ve felt the same way this entire time?” I inquired. “God, yes. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you when you came over before the party. Couldn’t you tell?” I giggled while covering my face with my hands. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening, it was so surreal. I felt Dan’s hands hold mine and pull them away from my cheeks. He then returned his hands to my face, cradling me.

I looked up into his eyes. His beautiful, enchanting eyes. I now was able to lose control without fear of getting rejected. “Hey, (Y/N)?” He whispered. “Yeah…” I whispered back, trying to stay in the moment. “For it is plain as anyone can see, we’re simply meant to be.” He quoted the final lines of The Nightmare Before Christmas. It made my heart turn to mush. “We’re simply meant to be,” I quoted back, before kissing him gently.

Comforting Pride

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Title: Comforting Pride

Pairing: Pride x Reader

Word Count: 854

Warnings: hurt/comfort, fluff

A/N: This was requested by anon! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3

You drove Pride back to the office, making sure to shut the door behind you and Pride.  After a night like tonight, Pride needed his rest.  Not just because Pride was stabbed on a rooftop, but because after taking Hamilton down, you knew Pride had to be exhausted.

You followed the agent up the stairs, throwing your backpack over your shoulder.  You had a fresh change of clothes, your pajamas, and toiletries in your bag.  You packed it before you picked up Pride from the scene.  Even after he insisted he was fine, you still wanted to stay and make sure that he was okay.

Pride watched as you shut the door behind you.  He wasn’t used to having you around this late at night; without a case anyway.  He did like having you around though.  “Ya don’t have’ta stay here [Y/N],” Pride assured you as he opened his dresser to grab a fresh shirt.  He felt guilty, knowing that you had other plans tonight.

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