i mean they have very few sets

a conversation like this

my friends birthday

came with him and 2 girls a few hours earlier to set up the party

saw this pretty, short blonde and introduced myself to her

made her laugh a few times

later wrapped up his christmas present with her

our fingers touched a little bit more than they should have

started talking to her, guessed what she wants to do after high school

she wants to be a psychiatrist

started talking about art and how the word artist lost its’ meaning

how everyone is called an artist even though they aren’t

i was very intrigued by her persona

and so was she by mine

we talked about how we both draw hands and how they’re so fucking difficult to draw so we just hide the fingers behind one another so it’s easier to draw

told her that she looks like someone who’d paint pictures in their living room and wear an oversized grey sweater covered in paint

she told me that i look like someone that watches too many movies

told her i’m passionate about photography and showed her my pictures

she loved them

i felt like i could talk to her forever, but this night lasts just so long

and after the party i’m moving 300 miles north

i don’t think i’ll ever have a conversation like that again

time to blow out the candles

he takes a deep breath and she suddendly appears behind him, hugs him and gives him a kiss while staring into my eyes regretfully, she knew, and i did too, that at this moment we couldn’t be together, for she is his new girlfriend,

he blows out his candles, i applaud, i reach for my keys and sit in my car,


i might not have a conversation like this ever again,

and then i drive away.

ok ok listen i know a lot of people have been bringing up the fact that they dont like brooklyn nine nine because they feel like it’s a “pro-cop show” and it’s “idolizing a gross system” but like?? please try to understand that that is not the point of this show at all?? they have explicitly stated the problem with the police system in one of the episodes, where amy lists real concerns and holt puts up a poster that says “tell us how we can be better.” this is one of the very few shows who i see actually addressing real problems like gun control issues, homophobia, racism, and transphobia (it was just a mention, but still way more than any other show), while still being lighthearted and hilarious. just because this show is set in a cop setting does not mean they are praising anything?? please don’t diss an genuinely funny, good show so quickly because of that. it’s not perfect but it’s trying so much more than anything else on tv right now.

theatre people as john mulaney quotes
  • Actors: You have the moral backbone of a chocolate eclair.
  • Director: In terms of, like, instant relief, canceling plans is like heroin.
  • Sound techs: The more you do stuff, the better you get at dealing with how you still fail at it a lot of the time.
  • Light techs: No one knows what you're talking about, you idiot!
  • Stage manager: You ever have those days where something happens and you're like... whatever, this may as well happen?
  • Assistant stage manager: I like when things are crazy. Something good comes out of exhaustion.
  • Stage crew: I am very small, and I have no money. You can imagine the kind of stress I'm under.
  • Set builders: This is an on-fire garbage can. ...Could be a nursery.
  • Props department: Because it's the one thing you can't replace.
  • Costume department: Hi, I'm very gay, and I'd like a few dollars.
  • Makeup people: I don't look older. I just look worse.
  • Publicity team: You know how you lie to your parents?
  • Budget board: Eat ass, suck a dick, and sell drugs.
  • Audience: I'm really sorry about last night, it's just that I'm mean and loud.

Next time there’s a lockout because Bettman et al. have decided to throw another tantrum, I hope the NHLPA just sort of goes “well alrighty” and sets out to prove that the NHL needs the players more than the players need the NHL

What I mean is that they hire a few camera people and do things like:

  • Trying to play Sports That Are Not Hockey on ice. Personally I think Auston Matthews would be very entertaining at ice baseball
  • Buying a literal punch bowl and calling it the “Steve Cup” or something
  • Short reality-TV episodes following the lives of Tyler Seguin’s dogs
  • Roller hockey
  • Underwater hockey
  • Players launching a public health campaign about the importance of dental care
  • A Hockey with the Stars type show where they try to make hockey teams with celebrities who do not know how to skate
  • Going to the Olympics
  • Lots of PK Subban style charity stuff. In fact, just lots of PK Subban. He doesn’t need hockey to have fans
  • Helping out with other union disputes. Just. News articles about fast-food worker strikes in Pittsburgh and there’s Evgeni Malkin and Marc-Andre Fleury holding up signs
  • Zdeno Chara could get a job retrieving things off high shelves or something
  • Disney on Ice


  • It looks like a mystery to me.
  • I can already taste those chocolate-covered hotdogs.
  • I’ll wait here and when you find out, send me a telegram.
  • Can I help it if my first toy was a garbage disposal?
  • I’m so scared I wish I had a ham sandwich.
  • It sure would help if we could find another clue. .
  • Well, we saw a very strange character running around out there.
  • Besides us there is no one else on this island.
  • We know we didn’t imagine all those kooky things that happened.
  • Maybe the moonlight was playing tricks on you.
  • You shouldn’t believe everything you read.
  • Soap? I hardly use it myself, but why not?
  • Creeps and Crawls! They sure picked the right lawyers for this job.
  • Come on, ______. Where’s your sense of humour?
  • I’m beginning to think that following ghosts is safer than following you two!
  • Another mystery bites the dust.
  • I have to figure out why my trap didn’t work.
  • Oh, good gracious! What is that?
  • Why do you need more money?
  • What about this locket we found where you were digging?
  • Well, guess we owe you kids thanks.
  • Like, uh-uh– Like, who–who is this? ❞
  • The real mystery has just begun..
  • You don’t know what you’ve uncovered.
  • You should never have brought that locket out of the cave.
  • Gang, we have a mystery on our hands!
  • Think you could come and get us?
  • I guess we’re here for the whole night.
  • I left a few pages blank, you know, for future traps.
  • Rule number two: stay in your rooms, no matter what you hear.
  • I’m starting to smell a little… funky.
  • Like, I’ve got a bad feeling we’re gonna find out.
  • Are you trying to set me up with - him/her/them? ❞
  • Anyone with hair that perfect has to be guilty of something.
  • Does this mean you finally accept what I want to do with my life?
  • Wow, who are you trying to impress? ❞
  • Like, what can I say? Junk food and me have a very special relationship.
  • I have no idea what you’re talking about.  ❞
  • You promised me you were going to start caring more about your appearance.
  • What in the name of whole wheat toast is going on?
  • I didn’t know this year’s prom theme was terror and pandemonium.
  • I need to tell you something and I need you to listen.
  • Isn’t it obvious? My looks are starting to fade.
  • But what are you doing here? Why have you been sneaking out?
  • Like, you don’t hear many monsters from other dimensions scream for help.
  • Why can’t anything in this town ever turn out to be real?
  • Hooray! Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray!
  • Hey, little muffin, how ‘bout you and me go for a moonlight ride?
  • All I know is, since my dad owns the place, we get free refills.
  • Did you break into the armory and steal a rocket launcher?
  • Don’t be so hard on yourself. You tried to do a very brave thing.
  • I’m going to have to let out an unearthly howl and destroy you.
  • I would have gotten away with it if it wasn’t for you meddling–
  • Zoinks!

Requested: Nope

So the reasoning behind this imagine is because I sinned really bad and read this incredible imagine, which you can go read here and it got me in the feels. sO basically it made me want to write an imagine like that just without all of the sinning ofc. But if you do go and read that imagine, good luck, I’ll see you on the other side.

Also please give me feedback! It’s really appreciated! Plus let me know if you’d like a part two, I’m willing to write one for this imagine.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Description: Your brother is Harrison Osterfield, and your his younger sister (by like a few months, which he always teases you about which results in you both arguing), Tom is Harrison’s best friend, you’ve known him forever, but recently you started to feel different around him, making you rethink everything and worry about what Harrison would do if he found out the truth.

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of drinking

Word Count: 2,992

A/N: So it’s almost 4am, and I’m in the feels, and Tom just posted that picture of them in the hot tub. You’ve been warned.

Originally posted by tomholland-trash

“Hey Y/N, Tom is at the door can you go and open it?” Harrison shouted down the hallway, making you let out a loud groan of annoyance.

“He’s your best friend, why can’t you let him in the god damn door.” You yelled back, refusing to get off the couch as Tom patiently waited outside.

He could hear you both yelling back and forth, the usual banter between the two of you.

Harrison stormed down the stairs, sending you a glare, which you gladly gave a condescending smile back at him.

“Hey man! Sorry about that, Y/N wouldn’t get off her lazy ass and open the door for you.” Harrison spoke the last sentence louder than needed, making you roll your eyes.

You stood up, walking towards the two by the door, a fake smile plastered on your face.

“And I’m sorry my dumbass of a brother couldn’t walk down a few stairs to open the door for his best friend.” You patted Harrison hard on the back, making him glare at you once again.

Tom just stood there, watching you both argue back and forth, eventually you two would stop, but it usually took a few minutes.

“Don’t you have something better to do rather than annoy me and Tom?” Harrison let out a dramatic sigh, raising his eyebrows at you.

You let out a fake laugh, patting him on the shoulder.

“Oh brother, you don’t want to know what I’m doing later.” You winked, making Harrison’s eyes widen, along with Tom’s, as you gave a small wave to the both of them, before heading up stairs to your room.

“-Wait! What does that mean? Y/N!” Harrison called after you, but he only heard you laughing in response.

“That girl, I swear to god.” Harrison muttered, rolling his eyes as he walked into the kitchen, Tom following after him.

“What’s with her lately anyways? She doesn’t normally act like this, at least not that I remembered.” Tom questioned, opening a beer and taking a sip of it.

Harrison shrugged his shoulders, taking a sip of his beer also.

“I don’t know man, but I’m tired of it, I’m constantly having to look after her and make sure she doesn’t do some stupid shit.” He groaned, making Tom laugh slightly.

“I know she probably doesn’t say it much to you, but I think she’s really glad to have a brother like you.” Tom smiled, giving Harrison a thumbs up.

“Thanks man, it’s hard sometimes, she’s my sister, and I love her to death, I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to her, even worse if someone dated her, lord.” Harrison muttered, taking another swig of his beer, before wandering outside to the pool, Tom alongside him.

You however, were texting your friends, they were planning on having a pool party later, which you were eager to go to.

The only problem was Harrison wouldn’t let you, especially with the swim suits you’ve been wearing lately.

You liked your body, you weren’t afraid to show it off either, but that’s exactly what made Harrison frustrated with you.

You packed your bag, stuffing in a swim suit, before heading down the stairs, your plan was to tell Harrison you were going out with your friends and that was it.

You wandered into the kitchen, looking for the two, before hearing music being played from outback.

You walked outside, seeing both Tom and Harrison in the pool, drinking their beers.

“Haz!” You shouted, but he didn’t hear you, making you roll your eyes in annoyance.

You walked over to the music, shutting it off, immediately catching their attention.

“What the hell Y/N.” Harrison shouted, making you smile innocently.

“I came out here to tell you I’m going out with some friends, I probably won’t be home until late.” You ran your fingers through your hair slightly, making Harrison look at you skeptically.

“Why so late?” He pressed, making you avoid eye contact for a split second, looking at Tom, who was also curious to hear your explanation.

“We, uh, are, um…” You trailed off, trying to make up some lame excuse, but Harrison was able to put it together before you could even manage to think of anything.

“Y/N, what’s in the bag?” Harrison questioned, getting out of the pool, motioning towards the bag you were trying to hide.

“Just stuff.” You shrugged, trying to play it off, but Harrison was too good at knowing your lies, and games.

“You aren’t leaving till I see what’s in that bag.” Harrison demanded, making you roll your eyes.

“It’s nothing! God! Why can’t I ever do something I want without you hassling me!” You shouted, shoving past him, making his jaw clench with frustration.

“Y/N, I swear to god if you leave this house..” He looked at Tom who was watching you cautiously, waiting to see what you would do next.

“What Harrison? What will you do?” You fired back, making both their mouths drop open, and you couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit of satisfaction.

“See you later boys.” You winked, before disappearing into the house and off to your friends pool party.

“I can’t believe she just did that, she’s so dead when she gets home.” Harrison ran his hands over his face frustrated.

“She’ll be okay Haz, she is your sister after all.” Tom made a point, making Harrison relax a tiny bit, just a tiny bit.

“Yes, I know she is, but that is also what worries me, she’s unpredictable.” Harrison looked at Tom, who nodded in response, that she was.

Hours passed and you were having the time of your life, the pool party was epic, everyone was doing whatever they wanted, drinking, dancing, swimming, anything you could think of.

You were drinking, a red solo cup in your hand, as you were dancing with your friends.

“Guys! We need to get a group picture!” Your one friend shouted, making you all squeal in response.

They gave a random guy their phone, “Okay ready? one, two, three, say partaaayyy!” The guy laughed as you all cheered after him, the flash going off, you all quickly rushed to see the outcome of the photo and it was perfect.

You all were laughing, your red cups in all of your hands, you all were just having fun, something you truly needed.

You all posted it on your social media, being a bit buzzed you didn’t really care at the time.

You then continued to party on, drinking and having the time of your life.

“Oh for fucks sake, what in the hell is this.” Harrison groaned out, seeing your newly posted picture on Instagram.

“Damn, where is she?” Tom questioned, looking at Harrison who was beyond pissed.

“Well, she’s supposed to be hanging with her friends, which in a way she is, but obviously she’s at a friends party, in a very revealing swim suit and clearly very drunk.” Harrison muttered, placing his hand over his mouth.

“I should have checked her bag, I mean look at that, who knows what guys are there.” Harrison set his phone down, going to grab another beer from the fridge.

Tom took this as his opportunity to actually see the situation, and sure enough there you were, red solo cup in your hand, laughing at something someone said, your bikini extremely revealing.

Tom blinked a few times, unable to believe you would actually do something like this, but at the same time he always knew you had a dark side, and he wasn’t going to lie, he liked it a tiny bit, just a tiny bit.

He sat there a few moments, trying to get those thoughts out of his head, why was he thinking like that? You were Harrison’s sister, and he was Harrison’s best friend, there was no way he could get involved with you.

Hours passed and you finally arrived home, drunk off your ass, you were giggling at literally anything.

“Where have you been Y/N? Shit you’re so trashed right now.” Harrison sighed, seeing your overly happy expression on your face.

“Hazzyyy!!” You squealed, making Harrison sigh once again and pick you up, there was no way you could make it up the stairs.

“That shit wasss crazzzyyy.” You giggled, as Harrison set you down on your bed, you immediately fell back staring at the ceiling.

“Y/N, what were you thinking? Someone could have taken advantage of you!” Harrison shouted, making you wave your hands.

“I never get to have fun, and it was time I did!” You protested, sitting up a bit too quickly as Harrison had to steady you.

“Tom can you grab Y/N a cup of water please?” Harrison yelled down the hallway, hearing Tom yell back in response and soon appear with a glass of water.

“Here Y/N, drink this.” Tom handed you the glass, you watched him walk over to you, your mind shutting off for a brief moment.

“Thanks.” You replied quietly, a small smirk on your face as you took the glass from Tom’s hands, purposely brushing your fingers against his.

You could see his breath hitch slightly, making you grin with satisfaction.

You glanced over at Harrison, then back at Tom who was doing his best to keep his thoughts out of his head.

“Hazzyy, can you get me some Advil?” You gave a small smile, seeing Harrison sigh in response.

“Watch her please?” Harrison looked at Tom who nodded slightly, before looking back at you.

You watched until Harrison slipped around the corner, making you smirk at Tom, who was doing his best to avoid your gaze.

“Something tells meeee that you’re hiding something Hollandddd.” You raised an eyebrow, standing up the best you could.

“Y/N, you’re drunk, you don’t know what you’re talking about.” Tom let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in.

“Someone that doesn’t know what they’re talking about sure does make someone nervous.” You fired back, making him lock eyes with you.

It was that split second you felt something you hadn’t ever felt before, there was a spark, and you were sure as hell Tom felt it too.

You saw his eyes widen slightly, he wanted to look away, but he couldn’t, something happened, and it wasn’t good, he knew he was in trouble.

You soon remembered you were still in your swim suit, a grin spreading across your face.

“Tom, since Harrison isn’t back yet.. can you grab my clothes for me to change into?” You sat down on your bed, you were still buzzed, there was no doubt about that, but at this point you just wanted to mess with him.

“Uhm, sure..” He stuttered, rushing over to find you something to wear, which was extremely needed at this moment.

He quickly pulled a random outfit together, handing you the clothing, before turning around.

“Hope you don’t mind, I’m just going to change here.” You spoke barely above a whisper, making Tom shut his eyes tightly.

Don’t picture you, don’t picture you, don’t picture you, Tom thought to himself, praying Harrison would return as quick as possible.

You put the clothes on, just in time for Harrison to return, seeing Tom’s flustered expression.

“Everything alright in here?” Harrison questioned, looking between you and Tom.

“Everything is great.” You smirked, taking the Advil Harrison brought you, before crawling into bed.

Tom had quickly rushed off, needing to get out of there as soon as possible.

What was happening to him? Or the better question was, what was happening to you?

Tom knew you had been acting a bit strange the past few months towards him, but he never thought anything of it until tonight.

That was one of the hardest nights for Tom to sleep, the constant questions flowing through his head, as Harrison was fast asleep.

The night went by quick, and you were the first to wake up, your head throbbing even with the Advil.

You wandered down the stairs, popping two more into your mouth, washing it down with water when footsteps were appearing in the kitchen.

“Well what do we have here?” Harrison raised an eyebrow at you, making you sigh and rub your forehead.

“I know I know, I lied.” You muttered, making Harrison nod in agreement.

“I know, Y/N, you’re so lucky mom and dad aren’t home this weekend.” Harrison scolded, making you groan.

“What even happened last night? I don’t remember much.” You admitted, looking between Harrison and Tom.

“Not much, you were just your annoying self times ten.” Harrison teased, making you joke laugh with him.

You looked at Tom who you could tell was deep in thought, peaking your interest as Harrison was cooking breakfast.

“You alright Holland?” You questioned, propping your chin on the palms of your hands as you glanced over at him.

“Y-Yeah uh, just thinking. Um, so you don’t remember.. anything from last night?” He questioned, making you do your best to remember, and then it hit you.

Your eyes widened slightly, signaling that Tom knew you remembered, both of your cheeks flushed red.

“I’m gathering you remember a bit..” Tom whispered, making you nod your head slowly, your eyes never leaving the counter.

Tom was focused on Harrison making pancakes, then took a side glance at you.

“We need to talk about it.” Tom whispered, sending chills down your spine, which didn’t go unnoticed to Tom.

He bit his lip slightly, making you cover your mouth, what was going on? Why did Tom have this much control over you suddenly? What did you tell him last night? Your mind was wandering everywhere to try and put bits and pieces together.

You remembered the spark you felt with Tom, but that was it, and you couldn’t understand why it was happening.

“Last I checked, I was unpredictable, I’ll choose when we’ll talk.” You whispered back, smirking slightly seeing Tom’s surprised expression.

“Alright guys! Who would like one of Harrison’s famous delicious pancakes?” He grinned, turning around with his chefs hat on, a plate of pancakes in his hand.

You took a small glance at Tom, seeing him take one at you, before you both gave a nod and smiled at Harrison.

“Eat up! There’s more where that came from.” He chirped, before continuing to cook the rest of the breakfast.

You sat there, taking a bite of your pancake, as Tom was sipping his coffee.

You glanced over at him, taking another bite of your pancake, giving him a look, causing Tom to choke on his coffee slightly, while giving you a glare in the process.

Harrison had no idea how right he was.

Lights in the Sky

Wincest Writing Challenge: (June) | @ilostmyshoe-79​ vs. @wetsammywinchester

Prompt: Fireflies

Pairing (s): Wincest, Dean/Sam

Word Count: 2700

Summary: Snapshots of Sam and Dean’s life together.

Tags/Triggers: none (I wrote something without smut. what???)


Dean glances across the small yard. “Yeah, Sammy?”

“Look! Lights?” Sam points a child-chubby finger into the air. His tiny arm is silhouetted against the darkening sky, and Dean squints into that weird time of dusk when things are visible until he looks right at them. They seem to disappear into the night when he looks too hard.

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anonymous asked:

I'm trying to be positive, but I'm getting less and less excited for s13. "Two men and the antichrist solve mysteries together! What whacky hijinks will ensue?!" Like really, show?-_- but I'm willing to give it a chance!

(S13 anon) I hope that didn’t sound too terribly negative! I’m just not here for the “The adventures of Sam and Dean raising/being surrogate parents to the antichrist” show.

Hi there, and yeah, this sort of nonsense seems to happen toward the end of Hellatus every year. It follows this sort of pattern for the most part:

  1. Fandom is hit right in the feelers by the finale
  2. We hash through our damaged feelers and write coda fic and fix it fic and generally swoon
  3. Without new canon, we eventually descent into silliness. Vague post-finale predictions begin to evolve into wackadoo crack, and we as a fandom begin to speculate about things like Trenchcoat Meta and comical nonsense.
  4. We begin to hear whispers of things coming out of the writer’s room, or preseason prep spoilers (hints of actors or characters, scouting filming locations, and the beginnings of filming) and ooh and aah over this for a few weeks.
  5. Comicon happens, and we get a bunch of PR “spoilers” that basically consist of the cast, Dabb, and Singer repeating the same half-dozen buzzwords over an over again and we emerge from our Hellatus Caves to sniff the air and sift through this new nonsense
  6. We get “spoilers” from set, and completely out of context photos and video that we haphazardly try to match with those practically-useless-as-spoilers spoilers from SDCC
  7. People get their panties all twisted up over the vast quantity of misconceptions, misleading theories, and flat-out wrong speculation
  8. The show airs and we all collectively forget this draining and bewildering miasma of late-Hellatus fucknuttery since we have new canon to talk about

Every. Damn. Year.

Remember the panic going in to s12 of folks who were sure that Sam was actually dead. Or alternately that Toni was being introduced as Sam’s primary Love Interest for s12 and she’d be quickly won over to the Winchesters’ side? (and honestly I don’t think there’s ever been such a rapid fandom recoil over feelings for a character who’d been written into a ton of Hellatus fics as a potential love interest for Sam as there has been over Toni. EEK!) Or that Cas wouldn’t even BE in the early part of the season because he’d been “blasted back to Heaven?” The theories going around that it was going to be the Dean and Mary Show for the first four or more episodes because of one offhand comment Jensen made at sdcc?

Remember the panic going in to s11 that Cas was going to die because of the attack dog spell, or that Crowley was going to be perma-dead in 11.01, and that it was going to be a cartoonishly horrible TEH DARKNESSE season of nonsense?

Remember the panic going in to s10 that Dean was going to be perma-demonized and was going to be the Big Bad of s10? That Cas was going to burn out and perma-die? And the sdcc spoilers that Sam was going to go “dark” and do terrible things to save Dean and how that would ruin the show?

Remember the excitement going into s9 that Cas was going to be HUMAN and the entire hellatus was filled with one of the biggest booms in fandom and fanfic, having been flooded with Human Cas in the Bunker theories, and again the “Oh no, but Sam could die from the trial damage anyway?”

I mean, this sort of late-hellatus disillusionment, encouraged by the complete lack of context of any of the spoilers we get, happens Every. Year.

This is the main reason why I just don’t really do the sort of heavy speculation anymore, you know?

It is Utterly Pointless.

Is the show actually going to descend into some sort of Parenting the Spawn of Satan family dramedy? Um. No.

Does it look like that because of the very few set spoilers we have seen? Kinda, yeah.

But like every year before, the wild spec tends to evaporate within an hour of the new season premiering, and we all settle back into a relative state of calm. Or at least a relative state of rationality that the show isn’t “ruined” or going in some ridiculous and comical direction.

Art Internship experience at Blue Sky studios (2017)

Hey guys! Some of you have got in touch with me asking questions about the summer Internship I had with Blue sky, and I thought it would be helpful to write about my experience and also addressing some of the common questions I was asked.

I recently finished my 3rd year at Gobelins school of image in Paris and going back for my final year soon. Last summer, I did my internship in the design department at Blue sky studios for 2 months.
It had been my goal since the last 5-6 years to work for a company that makes feature films, and Blue sky was one of the companies that I was aiming for. During the last year I focused on preparing my portfolio to suit the design style of the studios that i was looking at. I did some research and found out some portfolio’s of students who got into these internship programs in the last 4-5 years and set them as a benchmark for my portfolio. Even though i believe in terms of level, I did not reach very close to most of them, i still think i wouldn’t have pushed myself if I did not have a specific target like this. Some of the artists student portfolio’s i looked at are - James woods, Assaf horrowitz, Ryan lang and a few more. My portfolio was mainly targeted towards visual development and character design. You can find it here - https://varunnairportfolio.tumblr.com/

Experience at Blue Sky -

Once I was selected for the program, I did some research about the studio i was going to work for. Even though I knew a bit about the studio I wanted to make sure that I at least knew the works of everyone in the art department. So I went through the credits of all their movies and checked out the works of every one of them. This got me really excited because I knew i was going to get to learn so much from them.
During the internship I was fortunate enough to have 2 amazing mentors - Nash Dunnigan (art director on peanuts) and Aidan Sugano (Lead character designer). First 3 weeks was with Nash working on some prop designs and color keys and the rest of the 7 weeks was spent doing character designs for the feature film ‘Nimona’ working with my mentor Aidan. I was really lucky that they trusted me with production work, because from what i was told, not many interns get to work on movies right away. Nash was super nice to me in sharing his experience from the industry, doing paintovers, taking me to art department meetings, and also to the other departments to show the pipeline of a feature film. With Aidan I learnt the intricacies of a character design, how to bring simplicity to your work (which is something i am still trying hard to get good at) fluidity of lines and how to strip unnecessary details that take the attention from the message that you are trying to convey through a drawing. Watching him draw over my characters was amazing, because I never had anyone who did that for me before. Apart from my mentors there were other amazing people in the art department who showed me their techniques and shared their knowledge. Tyler Carter, Mike lee, JM Oli and Jeff Turley to name a few.
This internship has been nothing short of a life changing experience and it has completely changed the way I think about a design. Most importantly the definition of what is ‘’Good Design’’ has changed for me and the bar is set really high. Which means i have some frustrating period ahead of me of not being satisfied with my work. But that’s okay, because I know that Im getting better each day and the more frustrated i get, the more I push myself to figure things out.
Be very specific with what your goal is and take decisions that help you reach closer to that. I hope some of the information here was helpful. Good luck! :)

Gamora/Peter wedding headcanons cause I can’t stop thinking of them: 

  • Groot growing tiny flowers and putting them in Gamora’s hair 
  • Groot is Gamora’s tree of honor, Rocket and Drax stand up with Peter
  • Instead of a dress, Gamora wears a light grey suit. No jacket but a vest.
  • Peter’s first instinct is to wear one of the powder blue 70’s tuxes with the huge ruffles but Drax and Rocket stop him. They compromise on letting him have the blue, but no ruffles. Rocket will burn the ruffles if he ever sees them again, Quill. 
  • Peter and Drax argue about whether or not Drax can be shirtless during the wedding. Rocket starts trying to convince Drax to be pantless as well. 
  • Nebula shows up last minute to give Gamora away. She doesn’t stay the whole reception, but enough to show she cares. 
  • The closest Peter comes to crying is during their vows, when Peter says his mom would have loved Gamora. (Although let’s be real Peter is trying not to cry the entire day). 
  • Mantis officiates, she’s about to announce them man and wife and puts her hands on their shoulders, expecting to feel some joy but just starts sobbing uncontrollably and cries “YOU…. ARE SO HAPPY”. She needs a minute to recover 
  • Instead of a cake they have a dessert from Gamora’s planet. The closest thing it can be compared to is a pie or a fruit tart. It was something her parents would only let her have on special occasions 
  • Groot gives a very sweet speech which Rocket translates, trying to stay macho. “I am Groot. I am Groot.” “I can’t say that.” “I am Groot.” “Okay okay. You two have shown us all what love means. Or whatever." 
  • Mantis and Groot have fun dancing together. Groot likes her dress. Groot wants her dress as a cape.
  • Peter surprises Gamora, he was able to track down a picture of her dad holding her as a baby. This is when Gamora finally sheds a few tears.
  • Rocket ends the night by setting off fireworks. They’re beautiful, and Peter has no idea that they’re made up of every ruffled shirt that Rocket could find.

HA! Sorry…I’m just not over on how hilarious Mon-el was during the last episode. First scene and I was already cracking up with the “trillion dollar question” and with his cute mispronunciation of anonymously to “anonimiminimously”! Then several scenes later, he walks in Kara’s apartment theatrically singing, “KaRRRRaaaaa! I’m Hooooommmeeee!” (Note: I’m emphasizing the R because he did enunciate it very well) Then after a few seconds, he was already creating his own term for blogging which is “BLOB/BLOBBING”?!?! Like wth?!

How in the world could Chris deliver those lines with such a straight face as if it wasn’t at all hilarious?!?! I can only imagine the atmosphere during takes whenever Chris speaks up. I’m pretty impressed on how Melissa and the rest of the gang could hold out their outburst everytime! I mean, I for myself couldn’t hold my laughter even for a second??!! If I was there, the staff would have me pulled out of the set like a crazy woman.

With that being said, I would like to applaud Chris Wood for his incredibly awesome job in providing that comedic vibe amidst the “sometimes” overly serious themes Supergirl has! I mean, the show has a lighter touch compared to the other DC shows CW have on its wing but still we cannot avoid heavy, emotional scenes and it helps somehow to loosen up all the tension when a character or two provides that funny undertone out of nowhere.

Winn/Jeremy Jordan is my constant favorite since Season 1 when it comes to the funny man department but now that Chris Wood has joined the team, Mon-el and Winn are now my two funny dorks on the show! And I couldn’t ask for more! :)

Kids - John Shelby

Request: Can you plz do an john shelby imagine where he is mad at you only to feel bad later?

Request: Can you please do a John Shelby imagine on meeting his kids - @theaqueenakaspeedy

Kids - John Shelby || prequel to Stay

It had been a few months ago that you’d first met John Shelby. He had never mentioned his kids up front to you but you had grown up in Small Heath. You had heard the gossip from your mother and her friends when Martha had gotten pregnant. There had been a quick wedding but everyone in Small Heath knew the marriage was because of the baby. They had three more, Martha dying during the birth of the last one. Your parents went to the funeral but you didn’t. You were in Cambridge at university getting a fancy degree. Your mother thought it was frivolous, women were supposed to get married and have children, not get educations like men did. The war came and went and you stayed in Cambridge. You had gotten a job at a library there. You didn’t hear anymore about the Shelby family.  

In 1919 you returned home because your father had passed away. Your father, who had known everyone and was affectionately referred to as ‘the Mayor of Small Heath’, had a large gathering at his grave. You stood by your mother and, even at 25, found yourself looking around the yard at the attendees. All three of the elder Shelby boys had come along with their aunt. You found yourself watching John Shelby. He’d grown up well and had a look about him that you were sure betrayed the nature of his job.  

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Someone Else’s

Someone Else’s 
[Sometimes you just end up with the wrong person │ Changmo]

Changmo groaned, mumbling to himself. How did he even get himself in this situation? He was too nice for his own good sometimes. It was in the middle of the night, freezing cold, he had a studio session in the morning and here he was carrying your drunk ass home. He stopped to hike you up, adjusting you as you slid down his back. “You’re such a pain” he mumbled.

“Oppa~” you chimed against his ear. “I can flyyyyyyyy”

“You’re not flying.”

“Yes I am…” you pouted “Explain this then Weeeee~” you held out your arms in a superman pose. “I’m a superhero”

“Will you stop, you’re gonna fall!” he shot you a glare over his shoulder.

“You’ll just pick me up again. Won’t you Changmo?” The look of sincerity disarmed. You looked so damn vulnerable and he hated it. It wasn’t safe for you to be that open and that drunk. “Won’t you?” you asked again against his ear.

“Yeah…I will… I always do” he smiled feeling you relax on his back, you happily hummed one of his songs while playing with the lapel of his jacket.

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anonymous asked:

I'm in love with your art, specially how you color your pieces I'm scared of coloring my art work but at the same time I need to practice and I also become very lazy at it /: no motivation Any tips??

Hi and tysm! Not sure if you mean that you get lazy when you have to color a piece or in general when you have to draw so here’s a few tips:

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The longest job I held down was three and a half years. This job easily gave me enough stories to post here once a week for…indefinitely. Mostly of the “fuck managers” variety; they were 100 percent the reason I ended up quitting. Here goes (long story ahead)

The summer of 2015 I found out very suddenly I needed surgery. I asked my doctor if there was any way I could postpone until the fall, when we slowed down (because I would miss the 4th of July which is one of our busiest weekends). He said if I waited that long the surgery would be much more risky and he would have to refer me to a specialist in Atlanta. So we went ahead and scheduled the surgery and as soon as I got home, I put in the time off request on our scheduling app, and texted my KM (kitchen manager) and let him know what was going on, and that I would need accommodation, mostly carrying heavy things, afterwards. He approved my time off and my vacation days (yeah, we didn’t get sick days. Some vacation.)

Now, I was the prep cook in this restaurant. The only prep cook, in a scratch kitchen. There used to be two of us, but the other woman quit because they cut her down to ten hours a week, a whole damn year ago. I had been begging for them to hire another prep cook, because I was working 6 days a week and not taking any breaks because there was just. So much that needed to get done. So much. On my one day off the KM would do (the bare minimum of) prep, the rest of the time he’d send a line cook to help me out as time permitted, but I couldn’t ever count on that.

So what did they do? Three days before I had my surgery, the KM walked into the prep kitchen with a new hire and told me this is our new prep cook. He had actually been hired to work the line but it occurred to them that, hmmm, our only prep cook is going to be out for two weeks, and maybe only having ONE person besides the KM who knows how to prep is maybe not a good thing, just, in general? (Ya think?) So I had three. Days. To train this guy. Thankfully he was smart and a hard worker, he even kept a notebook. But still there was no way he was gonna learn it all in three days.

So, anyway, I had the surgery, but had some (pretty scary but ultimately very fixable) complications that set my recovery time back a few days. Again, I texted the KM, letting him know what was up, basically just that I had complications and had to go back to the hospital. Now I’m not fishing for attention by any means, but the polite thing in this situation is to express concern and well wishes. He responded to my text with “Heard”. That is literally all he had to say to me having to go the fucking ER two days post op.

Then to top it off, I came down with a stomach virus the day before I planned to come back, and that knocked me flat on my ass (again). And of course, I wasn’t supposed to lift anything more than 20 pounds. I know I should have taken another week off, but I felt bad for the New Guy because I genuinely liked him, and felt guilty for basically throwing him to the wolves (even though it was zero percent my fault), so I went back to work still feeling like crap. Around noon I was reeeaally feeling that mistake, and decided to go home, but I ended up staying because they hadn’t even bothered training New Guy while I was out, just gave him busy work like slicing meat and portioning things. So I kind of sat around and directed him.

Then even after I was feeling better, I still had to have him carry heavy stuff for me because my incision was still healing. And then come to find out the KM was badmouthing me, acting like I was lazy because now I had a ~man~ to do the heavy lifting for me. Just, fuck that guy.

But, I did have a small measure of satisfaction. About…8 months after I finally quit, KM called me out of the blue, to check up on me, he said. Asked me how my new job was going, etcetera, and he said a couple times, and I quote, “I ain’t mad at ya”. Now my first reaction was to say “I wouldn’t care if you were”, but I’m not that unprofessional. Still, I got suspicious, cause you weren’t interested in checking on me when I had major surgery. So I texted one of my old coworkers and she confirmed New Guy was still there, but the person they hired to replace me was basically useless and that prep was shit now (confirming my suspicion that the KM was feeling me out about coming back to work for him).

Lmaoooo good luck with that. My ass is gone and it’s staying gone.

slimebunnii  asked:

Hi. I hate to ask this but I was kicked out of my house this week with very little warning(15 minutes) and I have very few things. No tooth brush. Prescriptions I need to pick up soon. And I don't get paid for another two weeks. I was wondering if you could promote my blog so maybe people who can help might be able to? It would mean a lot to me if you would. Thank you.

Precious oh my god I’m so sorry this happened can you set up a PayPal for us to donate to?? I will reblog it!! Whatever helps, this is awful to deal with ):

I’m very sorry for not uploading in a while! Please have this APH Iceland phone wallpaper as an apology~~

Also, I’m going to move to Australia on the 6th of June! That means I still won’t be able to upload for a while, but when I’m finally all set up, I’ll be uploading many requests!         

Oh, and happy Ramadan to anyone who’s fasting! (the first few days are hard for me, but I think that applies to anyone lol)                                               

My Big Gay Berserk Analysis

Thesis statement of this goddamn thesis: Guts is sexually attracted to Griffith.

Now, this is long. This is the shortest part of a four-part series, and this isn’t a short post. And basically my intention is to show why I find it so incredibly easy to read Guts as attracted to Griffith, and explain how this reading adds layers of meaning that fit neatly within Berserk’s themes and enrich the story. I’m not going to speculate on Miura’s motives for adding a ton of gay subtext, like, it could be anything from trying to be as gay as possible without pissing off his publishers to it all being totally coincidental and meaningless with an alternate explanation for every point I have, or anywhere in between.

My point is only that Berserk readily lends itself to gay readings, with a focus on Guts’ sexual attraction to Griffith (as I feel like it tends to be neglected in favour of interpretations that Griffith has a one-sided crush.)

Part one covers the Black Swordsman stuff and the way Guts and Griffith’s relationship is revealed to the audience, part two covers the first several chapters of the Golden Age with a focus on visuals and how Guts sees Griffith, part three tackles Casca’s role in the story, and part four is more of an overview on why I think reading Berserk through a gay lens works so well.

So here we go.

Part One - Our Introduction to the Concept of Guts and Griffith

We’re introduced to Guts and Griffith’s relationship near the end of the Black Swordsman arc. Before the appearance of the Godhand we know that Guts is really fucking angry, we know he’s monster slaying because he’s out for revenge, we know he’s looking for a group called “the Godhand,” and thanks to Puck spelling some stuff out we know that he’s also sad and deeply afraid that he’s fighting a losing battle.

The comparison to Vargas hints that maybe he lost some loved ones, plus an eye and a limb to an apostle which is close enough to the truth to be decent foreshadowing.

But it’s not until the Godhand show up as the Count’s about to die that we learn what’s really going on with Guts. The information is given to us surprisingly straightforwardly, and the way the information is revealed to us is pretty telling.

The first six chapters have been teasing the mystery of what happened to Guts to piss him off so much, from the way we kick off in media res, to hints about his issues and trauma (eg the aforementioned Vargas comparison, the way he lets the possessed corpse of the kid stab him, etc), to Puck directly asking what the hell happened to him outloud for the benefit of the audience. We start to get our answer in chapter 7.

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Hi guys, as you know, I made a few gif sets using “asl”. I also deleted them all today and I wont be making anymore. Let me explain: 

I am hearing and also a very new sign language learner. I have had minimal contact with deaf individuals in real life and was taught by a hearing instructor myself. This means that I have little to no knowledge of deaf culture.

The gifset greek deity gifset I posted was not asl! If anything, it was Greek Sign Language, but even still, they were home signs, which are used by one deaf individual or in a small geographical location and aren’t universally used (kind of like a name sign). It was incredibly inconsiderate of me to adopt Dimitra Kokevi-Fotiou’s signs as my own. 

Even still, I incorrectly signed many words that I posted (like I said I’m still learning), but this is why the deaf community is against hearing people teaching ASL! We are wrong a lot! 

Anyway, I highly encourage all hearing people who liked my posts to seek out deaf teachers if you are interested!

TL;DR- I was in the wrong, incredibly inconsiderate of the deaf community, and made several mistakes, learn signs from deaf teachers! 

anonymous asked:

How would you rank the members of Organization XIII in terms of power?

Well first off I think Nomura confirmed somewhere that Xemnas was the strongest which given he’s the leader I am totally willing to believe. However beyond that it’s comparing apples to oranges. I almost feel like I did this before where I pulled out the stats from 358/2 to try and put some sort of logic to it and there was some mild debate.

However going off of gut feeling and taking into account that pretty much all of them are powerful in their own way with their own individual strengths and weaknesses and realizing this list is debatable as frick.

Note: Not including Roxas and Xion cause I honestly wouldn’t know where to put them cause in a way they’re underdogs. They’re not stronger than the Org but they would beat them in battle with enough training. So in a way they’re both at the bottom of the list and at the top of the list.

1. Xemnas

2. Zexion: Almost killed Riku without even having to fight him and can mess with people’s minds. So pretty dangerous if you tick him off. However that being said he’s made of paper and if you punched him he would go down pretty quickly. However being a tactician he probably wouldn’t let you get close enough to try (I mean Axel only got him by being underhanded as frick). Basically powerful magic plus tactical mind equals deadly.

3. Xaldin: Six Lances, plus tons of muscle, plus wind which probably allows you to move pretty darn fast.

4. Lexaeus: Wanna say in the same interview Nomura said that Lexaeus was one of the few members that could take on Xemnas and given that if you’re up close you’re going against a wall of pure muscle and from far away you’re getting boulders thrown at you I believe it. Plus playing Re:Chain that tomahawk sounded like it would freaking hurt.

Note: Lexaeus and Xaldin are super close together on the list but Xaldin wins out cause of the wind speed thing. I imagine that Lexaeus doesn’t move very fast given he’s lugging the tomahawk around.

5. Saix: He’s not right hand man for nothing

6. Marluxia: He’s not lord of Castle Oblivion for nothing

Note: Saix and Marluxia are super close on the list but Saix wins cause berserk mode gives him a bit of an edge that Marluxia’s plants don’t have.

7. Xigbar: He has no up close combat ability but he doesn’t really need it seeing as he can warp space. However the lack of up close combat still puts him below Saix and Marluxia. Cause while
both favor up close combat Saix has berserk mode which allows him to close distances pretty fast and Marluxia has plants which allow him some reach. I mean even if you get close to Xigbar and he shoots you point blank he’s still within arms length and lacking some of the bulk Saix has. So he has the same problem Zexion has but where Zexion has super versatile magic, Xigbar has a gun.

8. Axel: While he’s restricted to a pretty simple element (the first element you usually learn in fact) he’s got both distance and up close combat potential. Plus despite the element not having the versatility of say plants or illusions being set on fire still doesn’t make for a good time. So simple but effective.

9. Luxord: Luxord’s kind of weird in that he can stop time but prefers to play games instead of say beat the crud out of someone while frozen. And I don’t know for how long he can stop time. Also can he reverse time, can he make it move forward? I don’t know enough about his powers to really say how powerful he is despite having power over time which is debatably a broken ability. Also his weapon is playing cards which while cool and fairly effective in a fantasy setting (especially if they’re basically fancy throwing knifes) are still playing cards. In short he’s in this spot cause I’m not sure the extent of his powers but he still has time powers.

10. Larxene: She’s a freaking speed demon but likely doesn’t hit very hard and I imagine doesn’t have a ton of bulk either. I mean yeah she kicked Sora pretty hard but he was a young teenager. She probably couldn’t do the same to most of the other Org members. So if you can catch her a few good hits will probably do it. Just watch out for the lightning and the kunai.

11. Demyx: He can hit you with a pillar of water but…just look at him. Does this really seem like the most powerful guy in the Org. He’s not weak, no one in the Org is, but I don’t think he’s gonna win a fight against the others any time soon. Especially since his main method is to use water clones which break easily and don’t have much offensive presence.

12. Vexen: He’s weak against the first element you usually learn, fire. Plus he’s the other guy who screams “can fight but not built for it”.

So anyway that’s my take. Once again debatable as frick and comparing apples to oranges.