You knew it was coming, my first entry from Bloodborne! From Software continues to make really great games, and this was no exception. I knew from the first time I set foot in Old Yharnam, after killing Rom, that I had to do *something* with these things. The lesser Amygdala were just so bizarre, unnatural, it took weeks for me to come up with some way to translate them into something that could fit on your finger.
I’ve said in my teasers, this is likely to be my most complex piece I’ve ever made, in either my professional setting or here. Maybe 5 months ago, it probably wouldn’t have been possible at that skill level, but, that’s part of the reason I do these, to get better.
One of the hardest things to go in this was to balance the line between detail and being able to actually make this. Sure, I could have given them fingernails, fine hairs all over the body, maybe even cracked brickwork, but it simply wouldn’t have come out while it’s being produced. What you see here is fully able to be made, but it would still require a lot of clean up work after casting
Total time spent: 14 hours working, 2 weeks planning.
i was talking to a group of my friends a few months ago and i said “you know when you look at something and it makes a sound in your head?” thinking that this was a thing everyone did, but they were like “no???” and i got so concerned because that’s not normal apparently
that made me think of a couple of years ago when i was sat at lunch and we were talking about numbers and i said that 5 was light blue and one friend said she kind of knew what i meant but the others were like what?
today i was sat with my dad in the car and we were listening to music and he said something like “i love this song” and i was like “yeah this is good. it’s flat and purple” and he had no idea what i was on about
They better make Golisopod the most badass pokemon in the anime like I’m expecting a fucking Jojo attack rush from him. If the pokedex says he uses all 6 arms to fight I wanna see him beat the living shit out of something with those six arms. First Impression may be a good move but he’s got 5 more impressions that’ll fuck you up real good.
I’m sure that she will be stronger than my Nemu (even she actually is wearing a 5☆ chappy…)
Someone know if Rukia tag team version is a strong character for the brave battles? Please any help is welcome^^
For whom that don’t know why I’m asking that: since 3 months ago or something like that I have been trying to reach one of the tree positions of the Brave Battles(I mean, captain, head captain…) with a team made only with female characters.
Actually I’m on 4th seat but probably I will be removed to 5th seat because my team isn’t enough strong, so I NEED HELP! Any idea will be welcome!!!
It had been couple of
weeks now, since I hadn’t seen Hanbin as he was busy touring around Japan. I
missed him so much. All I wanted to do was to hold him, kiss him, talk to him.
This was probably the longest time, we had been apart since we started dating 5
months ago but he was finally back in Korea now, resting in his dorm before he
had to go to Busan for next concert.
Today was day I was
finally going to go surprise him at his dorm, but the only issue was I had
never been there before. Heck yet I had never even met the other boys.
What if they don’t like me or think I’m
annoying or something?
I tried to brush those
thoughts aside as I started getting ready. I decided to put on an oversized
jumper as it always made Hanbin weak when I wore those types of clothes compared
to dresses. As I headed towards their dorm, I stopped past the bakery me and
Hanbin went into all the time as it was the only place that made churros in the
“7 churros please unnie”
I said as I remembered how the other boys would probably love to eat one as
“Ah y/n. you are lucky I
just made it so it’s nice and fresh”
I had finally arrived
outside the dorm now and my heart was pounding a million beats per second. What
if he doesn’t like my surprise and gets angry? The thoughts began building up
as I silently tapped against the door. The sound of the boys laughter slowly
started dying down as I heard footsteps getting closer towards the door.
It was chanwoo.
“Noona. Annyeong” he cutely said as he avoided complete eye contact with me.
“Is Hanbin Home?”
“chanwoo who’s at the door” bobby shouted as he walked towards him, stopping chanwoo from replying back to my question.
“oh I see. Someone
special is here. Guys come here, look who’s arrived at our apartment”
All the boys swiftly
arrived, looking at me with little smirks across their faces, as they pulled me
into the apartment. They sat me down on the sofa as I started looking around
hoping Hanbin would come and rescue me from this awkwardness, that only I
seemed to feel.
“finally, we get to meet
you” the guy with deep voice jokingly blurted out.
“we were beginning to
think it was all a lie” the mischievous maknae whispered out as all the boys
busted out laughing, even making me giggle a bit.
getting love from actual human rather than just from the animals in mari and I”
Junhoe sassily said.
Before the boys could
say anything more Hanbin had finally shown up.
“Woah y/n. you’re here”
he said as he smiled flashing those cute dimples that made me feel so weak
“Hanbinahh. How did you get
someone so pretty” Jinhwan teased as he placed his hands over his shoulder.
My cheeks had become visibly
“Hanbin have you told
y/n about lock screen picture of her” yunhyeong blurted out.
“y/n you know he always
looks at it when he trying to write sonn…”
“bobby shut up” he
shouted as he ran, placing his hand over bobby’s mouth stopping him from
talking any further.
I couldn’t help it but let
a giggle escape out of mouth, causing all the other boys to bust out laughing
“y/n not you as well”
“Hanbin” I shouted out
as I could see the fury in Hanbin eyes as he walked out of the living room back
into his own room.
“guys stop it Hanbin is
really mad now” donghyuk said as he tried to shut the other boys up but it was
But there was no reply.
As I slowly started opening the door, I could see him laying on his bed
covering his face.
“wah hanbinahh. You’re
not even going to talk to me huh. I brought you something” I said as I waved
the churros around. But still there was no reply.
“ok fine then. I’ll just
give this to bobby. He wanted to have the churro and since you’re not speaking
to me. I’ll just be goinggg then”
“churros” Hanbin shouted
as he brought his head out of the blanket.
“yes but you don’t want
it to do you” I teased as I started walking away from him.
Before I knew it he
grabbed my hand, swinging me onto his bed, looking directly into my eyes as if
he was looking into my soul.
“Hanbin why are you
acting like this huh? I came all the way here. Did you not want me to c-omm”
Before I could finish
the sentence, he crushed his lips against mine. It felt so warm and soft
against my lonely lips, comforting the emptiness I had been feeling since he had
left. Gosh I missed his luscious kiss on mine.
“I always want you
around. Don’t you ever say that again” he whispered against my lips.
“so you have pictures of
me huh. And what are these songs you seem to be writing about me” I teased as
Hanbin flashed his dimple smile, giggling with embarrassment.
Ok, so I work on the sales floor at a second-hand store. Last night I went to the back to ask if I could grab something from my locker. The manager said yes, and then asked the Donation Clerk if his phone had a light, which it didn’t.
So, I said mine does, and I could grab it too. The manager said “Yeah, can you?” so I did. Apparently the outgoing truck filled with stuff we wouldn’t accept, things that didn’t sell, and trash didn’t have lights, so they needed a light to see what on earth was leaving, as it wasn’t recorded properly.
All of the items were in labeled skids (huge cardboard boxes- armpit height on this 5'2" girl and probably close to that long) but first we had to find out how many skids were in the truck. There were 2-wide, so they were 2 very close together. There was 1 stacked ontop of another, and we had no idea how many rows there were.
So, this lady who works in the back grabbed a… thing (I don’t work in the back, I didn’t know the names of the cardboard boxes aside from the labels until last night) and pulled out the first row on each side.
Turns out there were 3 more rows.
Then, without prompting, I started moving between the skids to check the labels to save us time. Manager freaks out. Thankfully, I’m not claustrophobic. I actually like being in small spaces. It makes me feel safe. So I wasn’t scared.
Anyway, the manager is freaking out because I could’ve gotten stuck or a skid could have fallen on me (they were too close together, and they were all on pallets- wood… holders to make moving them easier- so if a skid couldn’t hold a pallet after who knows how long in the truck, something was wrong with the skid)
Meanwhile, I’m in the back, shouting the labels at her. The lady who worked in the back said “Where are you, baby doll?” (side note: please don’t call me that.) The manager said that I was in the back of the truck, and that I “shimmied on back there”.
I worked from the back to the front, so the last label was the last one before I left the area between skids. Anyway, it was up high, and stapled to the box in a way that my flashlight on my phone made everything in shadows, then I noticed a smell. I looked up, and saw garbage bags.
“And we’ve got another trash!” I called, or something similar to that anyway, and left the land of the skids.
The manager was basically in shock. I just went back there like it was no problem.
It might’ve been a problem a few months ago, but I’ve lost a lot of weight (going down from size 16 to about size 12 pants) and I only got stuck for about 5 seconds once. And that’s because I’m… well-endowed in the chest area.
Anyway, I’m safe, and I actually had fun hanging out with the skids. Aside from the garbage one.
tl;dr: tiny person goes between giant cardboard boxes and calls what they’re labeled because someone didn’t record them.
mrbaets said: Prompt to destress you (v sorry you’re stressed; school is annoying!): Sheldon is distraught after series finale and gets drunk, goes to Amy’s apartment only to find out she is also distraught and drunk. Idk. Shamy fluff. Fluff galore. Fluff cures all stresses 😊😘
Hey, sweetie! Thanks for the prompt, I had fun writing this. I made Sheldon more intoxicated than Amy so one could take care of the other, you know, fluff purposes. Sorry if it took so long, its getting busy. Anyway, here it is. Enjoy!
Thanks to sheldon4amy for helping me with this fanfic. :)
Tears were threatening to roll down Sheldon’s face as he closed his laptop. He rose from his seat and went to their key bowl, searching for the key to Penny’s apartment. As soon as he found it, Sheldon headed over to her apartment and invited himself in. He took a bottle of wine from the shelf and opened it. “When life gets tough, you drink your troubles away. Right, daddy?” Sheldon said, remembering what his dad imparted to him before he passed. He took a sip, not even bothering to use a glass, before heading back to his apartment.
He took the engagement ring out of his desk drawer and sat in his spot. “This would have been so beautiful resting on Amy’s finger,” He said taking another sip, “I guess I have to wait some more before seeing it there.” The alcohol was slowly taking effect on him, he knew that he shouldn’t continue drinking so he set the bottle on the table. “I think I should have a word with her,” He said standing up, collecting the ring, his phone and his wallet before heading out.
He took a cab to Amy’s apartment. When he arrived, he payed the driver and got out. “I hope you’re in the mood to talk to me, Love,” He said, he knew she was mad at him, he knew she needed time. But he needed closure, he needed assurance that she wouldn’t start dating other men, that she still loved him. He needed his Amy.
Sheldon carefully entered her apartment building, his vision became blurry because of the alcohol but it didn’t have any effect on his thinking abilities. He decided to take the stairs instead of the elevator, he needed to think about what to say to her and not set her off again.
When he got to her door, he took a deep breath and did his signature knock while saying her name. He waited but there was no answer. “Amy, I know you’re in there.” Still no answer. “Amy open the door, I want to talk to you.”
On the other side, Amy was curled up on her couch with a glass of wine in her hand. “Why?” She whispered, taking a sip of her wine and setting it on the table.
“Amy, please. I don’t want to lose you, I can’t live without you. I love you. Please,” Sheldon said, tears were threatening to fall down his cheeks again. Amy knew he couldn’t just leave him there so she got up and opened the door for him.
Sheldon saw her, her blood shot eyes and tear stained face made his heart break into even smaller pieces. “Oh Amy. Please don’t cry. Come here,” Sheldon said, opening his arms and wrapping them around her. Even though he was drunk, he was still thinking straight. Amy reciprocated the hug. Even though it has only been a day, she missed him so much.
“Are you okay?” He asked as he pulled away and cupped her cheek. He was so close to her face, she could smell the alcohol in his breath.
“Are you drunk?” She asked.
“I may have drank a little. I’m a little dizzy but I think I’m okay,” He said as he touched her arms. “Amy, I’m sorry about the other night. I didn’t mean to offend you with the The Flash comment,” He continued.
“I know you didn’t mean to offend me, but it still hurt that you weren’t thinking about me when we were making out,” Amy shot back in anger.
“I was thinking about you.” Sheldon defended.
“How the hell is The Flash related to us kissing?” Amy shouted.
Sheldon took a deep breath and sighed before answering, “I was thinking about how fast we were going and how I liked it. Then I thought about what else I liked that’s fast. At that moment we stopped kissing then I remembered the show for The Flash, then I asked you,” He said looking down on his hands.
“I’m sorry I didn’t explain myself sooner,” Sheldon said taking her hands in his. “We wouldn’t be in this mess if I did. Its all my fault,” He spoke as he let go of her hands, leaned back on the couch and threw his head back. “Why did I let it get this far? I should have talked to you sooner. I should have known that this was all my fault. Good Lord, how could I be so reckless and stupid? I am in a great relationship with this perfect woman who is out of my league and deserves better, and I blew it. Earlier, I just saw you and I knew you were crying, and I was the reason for it. If I only had the power to take all of the pain away, I would, I’d make you happy everyday. But I keep messing it up.” Sheldon let all his thoughts out, hoping that this was the alcohol talking but it wasn’t.
Amy was overwhelmed by what he said, it was both sweet and sad. She threw herself at him and cuddled with him, she didn’t care what he would say, she just needed him. Sheldon wrapped his arms around her like he his life depended on it as tears rolled down his face. When Amy saw his tears drop to his shirt she looked up at him and sat on his lap. She wiped the tears from his eyes and cupped his face.
“Sheldon, you are not stupid. You are actually far from it, and you are making me happy. This is just a minor set back. I know things are going to be fine between us, I mean we got an 8.2 on that compatibility test, right?” Sheldon could only nod at her question, “See? And just so you know, you make me happy all the time, even if you sometimes frustrate me. Even with just your Good Morning Texts, because I know you’re thinking about me and you care-” She said, but was cut off.
“Of course, I care. You’re my girlfriend and I care about your well being. Plus, I love you and you kno-” He was cut off by her lips on his, it was a short chaste kiss. Amy smiled at him, making him smile too.
“I love you too,” She said as she tapped the tip of his nose, making him blink. “You’re so cute, you know that?” She said dreamily.
Sheldon smiled wholeheartedly at his girlfriend’s words. However, he knew that their talk wasn’t over. This couldn’t be fixed in 5 minutes. “Is there something you’re not telling me? How long have you been unhappy?” He asked. Amy pondered. They were finally having the conversation they should have had months ago.
“I wouldn’t say I’ve been unhappy, I’ve been up and down; like I said, you do make me happy, Sheldon. It’s just that… I feel like we’ve had good times and have made a lot of progress, but sometimes you do and say things that make me wonder whether we’ve moved forward at all,” She admitted, before she felt a pang of guilt in her chest at the sudden sharpness of her tone.
“I didn’t mean it like that-” Amy began in a futile attempt to backtrack on her seemingly harsh words.
“Yes you did, it’s okay. I’m not such a shrinking violet that I can’t handle the truth. I have made some mistakes, you’re right. But you must understand that I’m trying and I wouldn’t do this for anyone else. I hope you know that,” Sheldon spoke, offering Amy a wonky half-smile.
“Well…I just want you to promise me that you’re going to really try for me. For us. I need you to tell me that so I know you’re not bluffing. You’d better not be here just to reconcile so we can ‘go back to normal.’ Things need to change, and all I ask is that we’re equals in this relationship. My feelings are as important as yours. Got it?” She offered, and Sheldon nodded in agreement.
“I’m angry at myself, Amy. I can’t believe I’ve been so stupid. I’m truly and unequivocally sorry. I hope some day you’ll find it within yourself to forgive me. I didn’t mean to ruin things, I just didn’t think straight,” He rambled.
“Don’t say sorry. All I need is for you to prove to me that things will change. It’s one thing to say that you love me, I now need you to show it. I have complete faith in you.” Amy smiled.
“I do love you, and I will do everything in my power to prove to you that I have changed. For us,” Sheldon said he took one of her hands and left a soft kiss on her knuckles, making her smile.
“That,” He said.
“What?” Amy asked, looking at him curiously.
“That smile on your face. I never want it to leave your face, and I will make it so.” Sheldon promised, making Amy smile even wider.
“I know you will,” She said as she scooted towards him and placed her hand on his cheek, “And I promise to do the same to you.” She continued, slowly meeting his lips. Sheldon felt fireworks as their lips met, he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer. Remembering what he planned for their fifth anniversary, he pulled away.
“Before things go any further, I have an important question to ask you,” He said seriously.
“If this is about another TV show, I swear to Go-” Amy said angrily, but she was cut off.
“No, no. A more important question. Actually, its the most important question,” He said, taking a deep breath.
“Amy, I know I can be hard to deal with and you are the only one who really focused on the better part of me, I know I have the guys but you know we all get on each other’s nerves. You were the only one who understood me, you never left my side even if I tried to push you away, and let me tell you, I am so happy that I didn’t succeed. I have spent my whole life trying to find answers for equations that would prove theories, that would award me a Nobel and I thought the answer for the question 'What makes Sheldon Cooper happy?’ was science, but good Lord I was wrong. Yes, science makes me happy but I have a better answer for that question, and the answer is this adorable Doctor Amy Farrah Fowler. It was always you, I know I don’t say it but you are. Ever since the first time we terminated our friendship, I knew I needed you. I was just too stubborn to approach you and say sorry, and the day after our anniversary, I missed you so much and I knew I couldn’t let that happen again. A whole day without you is just worthless, and I don’t want to waste another day without you in my life.” He paused, he pulled her up from the couch and knelt in front of her, pulling out the velvet box and showing her the ring.
“So, Doctor Amy Farrah Fowler, will you make me the happiest and luckiest man by agreeing to become my wife?” Sheldon asked.
“Yes.” Amy squealed. “Yes, Sheldon. Yes, I will marry you,” Amy said as she pulled his arm and kissed him softly on his lips.
Sheldon pulled away and inserted the ring on her finger and held it, admiring how beautiful it looked on her. “I knew it would look beautiful on your finger. Does it fit?” He asked.
“It fits perfectly,” She said dreamily.
“Meemaw said if it fit you, you are the one. It was hers when PopPop proposed to her. She said he just held her hand and he knew what ring she needed and how it would fit her,” Sheldon explained.
“I would love to meet her someday.” Amy said.
“Oh, don’t worry, Love. You will.” Sheldon reassured her.
“I love it when you call me that,” Amy said, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“That’s because I love you, silly,” Sheldon said before he kissed her nose.
“I love you too,” Amy responded, capturing his lips, continuing what they hadn’t finished on the night of their anniversary.
1. First impression: mollis friend ? mollis friend. 2. Truth is: you !!! are really cool n caring ? a good pal who im glad to have met. youre fun to talk to 3. How old do you look: idr seeing a pic of u aksdfkjasd 4. Have you ever made me laugh: oh without a doubt 5. Have you ever made me mad: honestly like… once… it was several months ago over something outrageously petty and i was mad for like an hour before i realized how petty it was and let it go 6. Best feature: youre funny n just ? cool ? 7. Have I ever had a crush on you: m..aybe at some point 8. You’re my: friend ! 9. Name in my phone: Bbbird. bird 10. Should you post this too?: IF U WANNA
Someone on here asked me why I haven’t written a blog in a
while, and I didn’t have an answer, so here I am.
Tonight I decided I wanted to write about happiness.
Happiness isn’t easy. Feeling happy is difficult sometimes;
at least for me. For some reason, I have something I like to call “Happiness-guilt.”
The second I start to feel happy, I feel like I don’t deserve it, and I’ve been
trying to work on this over the last few months. If there’s one thing I’ve
learned so far in my 23 years here, it’s that happiness is always deserved.
About 5 years ago, I was in an emotionally abusive
relationship that made me feel bad for being happy or excited about things. It
made me feel like I was “bragging” about my accomplishments and that I shouldn’t
be as excited about it as I was. For some reason, I continued to think this way
even years later. Eventually, after some rough years, it made me turn happiness
into a destination as opposed to a journey. Now, I know this is the most
commonly used saying on Pinterest: “Happiness is a journey, not a destination,”
but, I’d like to point out that it’s popular for a reason. If you find yourself
thinking “well, I’ll be happy when I have this,” or “I’ll be happy when this
happens,” or even “I’ll be happy when I’m this old,” STOP THAT. Stop that right
Have you ever looked back at a time in your life and thought
“wow, that was so fun. Those were the days.”? Odds are, your answer is yes. You
might think, “I was so happy then.” If you really think about it though, odds
are you were worrying about some insignificant life event at that point that
actually had no impact on you today, or you were thinking, you guessed it, “when
I have this I’ll be happy.” Boom, caught ya. If you’re thinking this way today,
odds are in 3 years you’ll be thinking the same way you are now about your
past. We spend so much time worrying about things that never actually happen,
that we miss what IS actually happening in front of us. I live for the days
when I realize I’ve been in the moment all day, because NEWS FLASH: That’s all
that matters; that’s all that’s real. Everything you’re worrying about in your
head is make-believe. (Not the good kind, obviously.)
Something all of us as people need to start doing is living
in the right now. The right now is the most important thing in your life. When
you think back to great memories, you remember what happened in that moment,
not what you were worried about in that moment.
This brings me back to happiness. It’s ok to be happy. No
one has to understand why things make you happy; no one has to feel happy at
the same things you do. (Although it is nice to surround yourself with the
people who share in your happiness.) Be happy in the moment. The second you
start to feel guilt or anxiety over how you’re feeling, let it go, because all
that matters is THIS moment, you’re happy. Guilt, anxiety, worry, happiness;
these are all emotions. Why not let happiness win?
honestly i dont think johnlock is gonna happen yet this season? like there will be a way of confirming it but only for tjlcers?? which makes me really nervous, theres all this hype and im doubting that its gonna happen this season please help
Okay I hope you don’t mind I made this public because it is something I’ve wanted to post about for awhile, since I have received a few private messages on this topic just in the past few weeks. I am here to quell your Johnlock fears!
Let it be known that I was in EXACTLY the same boat you are currently in 6 months ago; I believed no kiss would happen this season, but I was firmly believing on a confession. My heart is set on a structured 5-act narrative, and the series WAS working like that in that regard; I feel that S4 is the climax of the series, where everything comes to a head, including the confirmation of mutual feelings. But the more I sit on it, the more I believe that it will be more than just a simple confirmation of mutual affection. TAB shifted all the arcs up one episode, mainly the Johnlock arc. It may only equate to about 10 minutes of “real world” time, but in just that one episode we saw Sherlock progress through a huge character arc that would have had to happen in S4E01, and probably not as well done.Believe it or not, it was watching TAB on endless repeat that has been solidifying it for me more and more that S4 will be the confirmation act AND WITH the kiss (which I initially speculated as being in S5).
TAB has pushed the narrative arc SO FAR; everything I thought was going to happen in the 403/501 climax-resolution has been shifted up to S4: Sherlock has confirmed he loves John and is no longer afraid of his sentiment; realizes that it is okay for him to “be human”; understands that he and John are better together; that he needs John in any way he can have him; knows that even if John knew his feelings, John will still stick with him regardless. He realized John always chooses him over anyone else. He knows now that they’re in it together for the long run. That was ALL on just the surface level. Sherlock has finally realized that John has tried numerous times to initiate a relationship with him, and failed because Sherlock just isn’t good at recognizing affection directed at him since he scoffed at sentiment for so long. So he now knows that he must be the one to confess his feelings; all John is waiting for is one word from Sherlock… “one word is all I ever needed” in TEH had a lot more symbolism than many catch on to – This is John literally telling Sherlock that he would have committed to him if only Sherlock had said so.
Because I have always believed that S4′s climax will entail a Three Garridebs moment, I initially thought that the confession would happen at that time. HOWEVER as I discuss this more and more with people, I’m now of the mind that I think the confirmation will happen BEFORE3G, in either E1 or E2. Basically, my thought is this: Sherlock and John commit themselves to each other, and agree to discuss it when the whole Mary / Moriarty debacle is dealt with. Sherlock tells John that the reason he never told him before was because he didn’t want the threat looming over them, but now he instead knows that they are in this together. It’s a verbal promise. But they can’t just leave it at that this season… many will claim “oh, bromance!” which is ludicrous but horray for heteronormativity. A confession is then not the big plot twist… So the 3G moment will not only entail a life promise to each other, but perhaps a kiss and a “don’t you dare leave me” scenario. It’s going to be a beautifully painful thing to watch on screen.
And of course there will be people who will deny it, there always is, but I am confident that S4 will be the Season of Johnlock. This ship has been very blatant for a very long time, but because the story has been told subtextually for so long, a lot of people claim we’re “looking too much into it”. This season, they have to make it undeniably, without argument, CONFIRMED so there is no room for people to mistake what they are seeing – I feel like we’re going to get a flashback sequence of all the Johnlock moments in the series right from day one, but from John’s perspective… (like John “rapidly deduces” Sherlock’s intentions all along). And “knew you’d get there eventually”. We will get undeniable proof if their relationship having always been the main plot since ASiP. I think the confession AND kiss have to happen in the same season, even if it’s just a soft promise-of-more kiss. Mofftiss have a huge task ahead of them, but I think that they can do it.
The time is perfect for the series to finally do it; LGBT+ representation is so important right now, and if Mofftiss don’t do it soon, someone else will with their own Sherlock Holmes adaptation (I’ve read rumours about the American Holmes movies possibly going in that direction… DON’T QUOTE ME, I read a lot of gossip). I think this is a lot of the reason they pushed for the special, so that they can both move the arc forward faster, finalize the development of Sherlock’s character AND basically meta the whole series up until that point. A literary character as big and representational as Sherlock Holmes WILL have a huge impact. It will get people talking. It will be remembered as the series that had incidental gay characters all along. It will be monumental, and I can’t wait for my favourite show to be the one to make history.
I was just reading a post about suicide and how ‘nobody would miss you’ and it kind of made me think about how untrue that was. Nearly 5 years ago one of my brothers old t-ball friends killed himself. My brother hadn’t seen or spoken to him in over 4 years, and I barely knew him. I remember I used to go to his house with my brother and parents sometimes and I would play with his sister outside on their swing set. That was like 9 years ago, and he has been gone for 5 (well next month will be 5 years) and I still think about him all the damn time. Like, surely that says something? I hardly knew him, and yet it still affects me. I remember the day my brother found out he’d killed himself my brother broke down crying. And I couldn’t believe it, I had to check social media and ask people for myself because quite frankly, I didn’t want to believe it. And everyone in my household was quiet for days and it upset all of us. I remember mum wouldn’t let me go to the funeral because she didn’t want me to see him like that and have that memory, because I was only 12. My point is though, even though it seems like you could kill yourself and nobody would care, it goes so much deeper than that. I can guarantee you that old friends and people you haven’t spoken to in years will be heartbroken and will think about it all the time. I always wonder what was going on in his life, I never understood. All of my memories of him were so happy and he was such an amazing person. And I don’t pretend to know him or even claim to have been close to him, he was someone who I knew almost by accident, but I’m glad that I did know him, however briefly. So yeah, there will always be so many people who care. People who you probably don’t even remember knowing.
Person B rolling over in bed to hug person A but accidentally pushes them, knocking them off the bed with a loud thud.
Josh/Sam (Until Dawn)
Josh’s eyes fluttered open as the sunlight shined it’s bright rays on his face through the window. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes so he could see the time on his digital clock.
6:43 a.m was beaming brightly at him. Josh groaned and dropped his head back onto his pillow. Suddenly Josh felt movement next to him and he couldn’t help but smile. He turned his head and could see the back of Sam’s head.
I actually made this 2 weeks ago. It has been waiting in the freezer for a night like tonight. This is from the Cookbook “Fix, Freeze, Feast.” Freezer cooking is one of my secrets. You cook once and eat for 4 or 5 meals. Today’s experiment was Feta & Cheese Lasagna Rolls.
This makes 6 Entries, 6-8 rolls each. Feel free and cut it down if that is too much, but keep in mind this freezes great and keeps for months.
3 - 16 oz boxes of lasagna noodles (45-50 Noodles)
24 oz feta Cheese (5 cups)
32 oz low-fat cottage cheese
32 oz part-slim ricotta cheese
1 cup shredded asiago cheese
1 cup shredded Parmesan cheese
2 teaspoons black pepper
15 oz chopped spinach (The recipe called for frozen but I used fresh.)
8 1 gallon freezer bags
And for each entree you also need:
2 cups marinara sauce
2 cup shredded mozzarella cheese
Working in batches, boil noodles until flexible enough to roll but not completely cooked.
Meanwhile mix feta, cottage cheese, ricotta, Asiago, Parmesan, and pepper in a large bowl. Stir in Spinach.
Place partially cooked noodles on a clean work surface, in a single layer (do not overlap)
Spread 3 tablespoons filling down the length of each noodle. Roll noodle and place seam side down on a rimmed baking sheet. Place rolls in the freezer for 30 minutes.
Divide frozen rolls evenly among the bags. Seal and store in freezer
To Cook one Entree
Take out as many rolls as you want and place them in a greased baking dish. Cover with foil and thaw in the refrigerator.
Preheat the over to 350
Cover with 2 cups of marinara, replace the foil and cook for 40 minutes.
If you love freezer cooking, but this book - it not only has recipes but also great hints for freezer cooking
I put way too much of the filling on each roll to start with, less is more
I liked this but I will experiment with the filling more next time. I might have made ½ meatless and ½ with turkey sausage