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Ballerina! AU Part 12

A/N: the plot thiccens and it only gets gayer from here folks!

“Can you do that again, just a little bit slower?” Vernon asks. His voice is a little softer than everyone else’s, and he’s the shyest out of all the animators, but everyone hushes whenever he speaks, and listens to him. There’s a half circle around Dan, with all the animators sitting around him, some of them with IPads on their laps, some with pen and paper, and some others just carefully watching.

Dan takes a deep breath. He’s noticed there’s a difference between performing a ballet and working as a model. With a ballet, people don’t really watch you. They’re watching the plot play out, and the ballerinas are a visual means to get that plot across to the audience watching.

With modeling, everyone is watching you. There’s no plot, no meaning that you’re trying to express, just dancing the sequence they asked you to. They’re watching how your body moves in certain ways, how your chest heaves, how your muscles flex at different times, and how your brows are furrowed together in concentration. They’re watching you, and the emotions that you portray. Not any plot, or story. Just you and your body.

The part that he’s modeling is a small dance sequence. It begins with a graceful spin, on the balls of his feet, a short step sequence, and the ending is a slow arch created by his hands.

The entire dance feels much more fluid than his old dances. When he worked as a ballerina, everything felt stiff and forced, every muscle being pulled too tight, he felt like his movements mirrored a rusty machine.

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well im still drawing Trollhunters it seems…….yeah but anywho i’m in love with the trollhunter claire au i’ve seen around and I just had to draw claire in the armor cause she would kick butt! Claire belongs to Trollhunters and art belongs to meee


More horses as requested by @worgenqueen! This time, we have Hux, Thrawn, and Eli!

Hux = A flaxen chestnut quarterhorse. Quarterhorses have mixed bloodlines and very typical builds, so Hux’s average build and flaky heritage inspired this choice. I went with a flaxen chestnut because of the red that matches his hair, and because I personally am not a fan of flat chestnuts, so the flaxen gives him a bit of extra color (aa/ee/FF)

Thrawn = An Andalusian base changed to fit the fact that he, well, isn’t human, and therefore wouldn’t have all the same features as the other horses. Cloven hooves, naked/long tail, thicker barrel. I went with an Andalusian base because of their strong but graceful builds and long history as war horses. (N/A)

Eli = Eli is an American paint; overo on top of an amber champagne base. He’s also got flycatcher spots as a way to emulate one of my fav headcanons of him having freckles! But, more importantly, I chose an American paint because ‘wild space’ tends to be seen as more of a southern backwater type. Evidently, Eli even has a southern accent in the audiobook, making this classic American south breed a given for him. (Ee/AA/nO/nCH)

temsah  asked:

Hömmels 51.“I’m your husband. It’s my job.”

51. “I’m your husband. It’s my job.” + Hömmels

Sometimes, living with Mats was a pure disaster. 

In this instance, it started when Mats was looking for his sweater. Not just any regular sweater, of course, but one his mother had given him for Christmas, and one she definitely expected him to wear for the next family dinner, which Mats and Benedikt were currently preparing to host later that night. 

But well, Mats couldn’t find it. Which, in itself, wasn’t all that surprising. Mats’ chaos was legendary, and so was his inability to be able to find any of his things on a good day.

“Bene!” he yelled from another room, “Have you seen my sweater?”

“Which one?” Bene yelled back, currently busy with tidying the kitchen – which Mats had promised to do the night before, but hadn’t. Now, this wasn’t unusual and Bene had gotten used to it over the years, but it could still be annoying at times; especially since it needed to get done before Jonas came over, who had promised to help them cook.

“The burgundy one! The one my mum gave me! You know?!”

Bene pondered this for a while. “Didn’t you wear it for that business dinner a few weeks ago?”

Mats, who by now was leaning against the doorframe, dressed in nothing except his boxers and a tight black t-shirt, frowned, his hair sticking up in odd angles, frowned.

“Yeah, I think you’re right. How did you know that?”

Bene chuckled, his eyes still resting on Mats’ body. “You send me selfies from pretty much everywhere you go, did you forget that?” 

He didn’t need to add that he kept them in a separate hidden folder in his phone, that he cherished every single one. Mats knew that anyway. (Sometimes it physically hurt, being separated from the one he loved, and the pictures soothed his heart; if only a tiny bit.)

“Someone has to, and since it’s clearly not you …”

He yelped a bit when Mats gently slapped his arm. Still, neither of them could suppress a giggle, and Bene felt a warm fondness pooling in his stomach when Mats reached for his hands, pulling him close.

“You’re so mean,” Mats whispered against his lips.

Bene only grinned, shrugging. “I’m your husband. It’s my job.”

“Oh? I don’t recall that being in your wedding vows,” Mats said, tenderly biting Bene’s lip, bumping their noses together.

Bene quirked his eyebrows. “Well, I don’t remember promising to clean up your messes all the time either, and yet.”

“See! Mean,” Mats complained, trying to pull him into another kiss, putting his hands on Bene’s hips, bringing their bodies closer together. Bene suddenly appreciated that even at four in the afternoon, he wasn’t fully dressed yet.

They quickly drew apart when the doorbell rang. Bene had to contain a laugh when he saw the wide-eyed look Mats was giving him.

“I’m pretty sure your brother has seen you in worse states,” he teased, even if he couldn’t deny that Mats looked as if they’d just had a quick tumblr in the sheets. Or on the kitchen table, alternatively.

Mats groaned exasperatedly. “Can you stop it?“

“Stop what?” Bene had to admit, he was having fun with this.

“I’m supposed to be the eloquent one in this marriage!”

“Well right now, you’re definitely the one without pants.”

He only cackled when Mats flipped him off before rushing out of the kitchen, running up the stairs.

He was still just barely holding it together when he opened the door, causing Jonas to quirk an eyebrow at him.

“Just, your brother.”

“Ah,” Jonas said, a wiry smile tugging at his lips, “what has he done now?”

“Well hello to you too, asshole,” Mats quipped from behind Bene’s shoulder, making the latter startle a bit.

“Now,” Mats took Jonas by surprise, pulling him in by his sleeve, “do you think Mum will notice if I don’t wear that sweater she gave me?”

(Yeah, she did. But instead of being cross, she only let out a little laugh before turning to Benedikt. “Is he still so messy?” she asked. And judging by the way they shared a sly smile, Bene was sure she already knew the answer.)

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Day and Night

“when in distress, draw a dude in a dress” is what i always say

and man a lot of you have been mentioning me on this post and the first time i saw it i fell in love but before drawing yuuri in that dress i had to find something for viktor and lo and behold i found this on my dash


Stydia AU: MIT and George Washington finally shuts down classes for Spring Break. After nearly a month of not seeing Lydia, Stiles wants to photograph every moment. 

Okay so @soltserra had the best idea to combine all my favorite things (Glowing tattoos, constellations, and Allura) into one amazing AU so naturally I had to do some fanart (with permission) of it!! Seriously you should go and follow them right now

You can never go wrong with space and glitter, as I always say

Speedpaint / Redbubble

More Watertribe Lance
Also avatar Lance this time because we talked about this with friends and we are lance trash we wondered what kind of pet Lance would have if he was the avatar… Like Aang has Appa and Korra has Naga.

And we ended up with a Peacock-Lion because it just suits him perfectly

(also it was supposed to be Keith’s pet -bc yeah it’s definitely more a firenation-ish beast- but things happened ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) i’ll write headcanons someday lmao)


Even Lance doesn’t completely understand his own existence lol

Taking a break from the angst to bring you the fluff!! I love this silly AU


just two guys….bonding… i can’t believe this is my first contribution to this amazing show…


Victuuri Week Day 3: Goblin AU

in which Viktor is this 937-year-old goblin who’s looking for his bride and Yuuri is fated to his bride and can see ghosts:

It was the strangest kind of attraction.

Even Yuuri, with his rather dull intuitive perception, had been very much cognizant – at that precise moment of meeting the stranger’s gaze – of the sudden electrifying chemistry between them, transpiring ever so briefly yet imparting a long-lasting effect on his consciousness.

It felt to him as though the world around him was so abruptly thrust into an eternity of quietude, blurred by the hollowness of nonexistence, except for the figure of the man who captivated his undiluted attention, a defined entity against the illegible backdrop, like a distinctive gleam of light in a vacuum of disorienting darkness.

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Even tho I still can’t manage holding my tablet’s pen, my mechanical pencil is slim and light enough to let me draw! Which is why I spent the last few days sketching traditionally - maybe this blog has been inactive long enough to allow me to post shitty pics of shitty pencil doodles too haha

we all had that one friend who wasn’t allowed to read books because of their devil religion amiright