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ULTIMATE DRAGON AGE MEME - [1/3] Unromancable characters you wish you could romance -  Cremisius “Krem” Aclassi

Least a bastard knows who his mother was. Puts him one up on you Qunari, right?

anonymous asked:

If you want fresh popcorn, that's fine. I don't know about all theaters, but at mine if you ask, we will put on a fresh batch, and we don't mind. But don't get impatient and start tapping your foot like a child, complaining about the wait time. I told you it'd be 8-10 minutes. The kettle takes a bit to heat up again. If you knew you would ask for fresh popcorn, you should've made adjustments in your timing to accommodate it. No one is making you late for your movie but yourself.

Rainbow Wishes

Here’s where the aesthetics start to go downhill. Stress, y’know. I made these all pretty quickly. Some of them were rushed and I tried to give every aesthetic variations in layout and in color theme. I would love to go back and try to fix these aesthetics up to make them more presentable in my eyes but I don’t have the time. As I am writing this, I have four edits to make tonight and it’s nearly 10 PM. Hopefully this is decent enough of an aesthetic for now. :)


a remake of this post, my trash celebration-for-finally-finishing-days post.

even tho this one is still trash tbh r.i.p

What Your Favorite Fallout 4 Companion Says About You
  • Nick Valentine: I just wanna fuck the robot, ok? Everybody wants to fuck the robot. Don't judge.
  • Piper: I'm a kind of person that would fall for Nick, but I only like girls. Plus, Piper's just cute.
  • Danse: Ugh, why the Brotherhood have to make things so complicated? You're still worth it, baby. Thanks for helping me out in the early game hell with that power armor of yours.
  • Coldsworth: Speaking of early gameplay, this guy's a must. Everybody wants a health regeneration factor, and his supply of pure water is the quickest substitute. Thanks, Automatron, for keeping the little guy upgradable and relevant. I could listen to his shitty puns all day.
  • Handcock: Gameplay-wise, I want to help people without skipping out on the chems. Character-wise, it's refreshing to have a companion that doesn't trip over themself when you flirt with them.
  • Curie: I have fucked the robot and she's an amazing wife. Anyone who says that Piper is the cutest girl is a bold-faced liar.
  • Cait: Scottish accents are HAWT.
  • X6-88: Those who say that they're trash for liking Danse have no goddamn idea what they're talking about. In the Fallout game where it's the hardest to be the asshole, I'm the asshole. He loves me for it.
  • Strong: Sure, Strong's hard to work with at first, but as long as I had a place to put him, I could get away with as much 'tinkering' as I wanted to. Eventually, I learned that Strong's best for outdoorsy quests, and as soon as one comes up, I'm already making my way to him.
  • MacCready: So wait, there's a companion that LIKES it when I steal everything that isn't nailed to the ground? Bethesda, you really have thought of everything. Thanks for the complex backstory quest; that's what Nick's holotape scavenger hunt SHOULD'VE been like.
  • Dogmeat: Everybody loves Dogmeat, and Dogmeat loves everybody. I can do ANYTHING and he'll have my back.
  • Ada/Automatron companions: I used to name my pokemon "Dicklord69" as a kid.
  • Deacon: He's funny. He's tragic. He's part of a ragtag bunch of misfits. The whole Commonwealth mistakes him for public nuisance. Forget Handcock, THIS guy's the real Deadpool of the Wasteland.
  • Preston: OK bucko, before you give me another shitty meme, let me explain you a thing. Preston's the best fucking thing to ever happen to the Commonwealth, and everyone knows it. I like being nice, and the game rewards you for being nice. Plus, I can get a quick "Lover's Embrace" perk before I get another Minutemen quest.
  • Maxson: OK bucko, before you say 'Maxson isn't even a companion,' let me explain you a thi


don’t let me to twitter and get me a life.

Looks like I’m pretty easy to get to draw all kinds of crazy things :’D
I had a lot of fun with this but I can’t write at all so it’s what it is with huge mistakes in everything…
also they all look hungover but it’s the lack of coffee :‘DD

I might continue this if I come up with something more and if I have time ^^

anonymous asked:

I agree with you. I love Louis' style. He always looks effortlessly beautiful.

OKAY let’s talk about this because we do not talk about this nearly enough. Louis knows how to dress himself and he knows damn well how good he looks when he does it. His style is so effortless, but so, so on point ALWAYS. 

let’s start with the basics. like, how does one make a graphic t-shirt and black skinny jeans and vans look so utterly COOL. I know so many fancy punk boys who dress like this and approximately zero of them look this good. seriously, what is his secret??

and what the hell was this?? the sleeves rolled adds so much? how??

and ah yes we shan’t forget Green Airport Hoodie Day…

oh, but this next one? listen, this look means So Much to me that I remember exactly where I was when these photos were released. that is to say, sitting on the couch in the living room of a cabin in the mountains of west virigina at a family reunion while everyone else played trivial pursuit.

THIS THO okay this as been one of the best.… 

and louis’ knows it because he repeated it WITH ADDED POPPED COLLAR GOD BLESS and it even looks incredible in practically negative pixels….

IMO to be rivaled for Best Look by this one because…who knew jorts could have such an effect on a person….

louis x denim (douis? denouis? lounim?) is truly my otp of the universe and I couldn’t possibly narrow it down to one, so have Planet Hollywood day, too. a beautiful day. a denim-clad prince.

BUT let’s not forget, the true test of style is one’s approach to all things casual. are you running to the corner store to pick up milk in style?

because louis is.

louis and his affinity for mildly obnoxious retro track jackets is what keeps the world spinning I am sure of it, so have these two three, too…

ANYWAY point to all this being, even when Caroline’s not calling the shots, our golden wonder boy knows how to dress. he knows what he likes and he knows how to make it work. Tim Gunn would be proud. 

anonymous asked:

I really suck at drawing - like you would not believe. Do you think one day I could get better? Most the time I don't even want to try because I'm so bad and my friends are so amazing, I just lose hope. All artists I see were above average most their lives, so it sucks when I'm so bad to see all that when trying to improve. I'm happy that they all achieve so much and they're so good! But do you think it's possible to get that much better?

I do! I know it’s possible.

Just keep practicing. I know it seems like such a futile thing, especially after you browse through your sketchbook at the end of the day and everything just looks horrible and unpresentable compared to all the flawless sketchbook pages that artists would share online. But trust me, your hard work will pay off in time. It was very difficult for me to believe this at first, but now I really do value every moment I could spend practicing.

Words can only hold so much weight, so I’ll share my experience with you.

I grew up around people who had a natural talent for art. Most of my cousins competed in art contests from a very young age, and their rooms were littered with posters and sketchbooks filled with drawings and paintings of people, animals, and machines. I still remember this beautiful yellow canary that my cousin proudly displayed on his bedroom door. I also have a very vivid memory of one of those artistic cousins accidentally hitting my computer’s CPU while I was drawing, which caused the computer to shut down. (I was around 11 at the time, back when I used to draw with a mouse.) I was instantly distressed — I’d spent a few hours on it and hadn’t saved anything yet. Instead of an apology, she just scoffed and said something along the lines of, “Don’t worry, your drawing wasn’t even anything good.” My mom was with us then, and she laughed a bit along with my cousin. I walked out and went to the comfort room, where I cried. (I was quite the crybaby as a kid.) I’ll DEFINITELY never forget the time I was in second grade and tried to stealthily draw two people kissing (as you do when you are seven years old) and my dad walked up behind me and said, “Why are you drawing a butt?” HUHUHU T___T (I even sort of chronicled this experience in a little reflective comic I made in my teens.)

I CAN RELATE WITH YOU… I didn’t grow up feeling like I was good in drawing either. My childhood friends often competed in city-wide poster-making competitions and got invited to set up murals around the school, and I’d just kind of stick around and look at them work. I drew a lot because I liked to draw, but I didn’t feel like I was one of those people that drew well. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel a sense of envy towards those who seemed to draw good stuff so effortlessly. It was and still is very frustrating for me to draw now!!!

For a very long time, I was under the impression that making good art was reserved for those who were born talented. I can’t quite remember if it was a welcoming speech or just one of our first lectures, but when I was in college, something our vice principal said really stuck with me — “Drawing is a skill. It’s something you can train yourself to do.” For some reason, I’d never considered that before?!?! It really drove me to start practicing art again. When people are naturally born with a talent for art, that just means they started at a higher level than us. Since they spent more time drawing nicely, artists like us have to work harder to catch up with them. (Easier said than done, but not impossible at least.)

This was part of my journal, from some time in my fourth month of college (2011):

Just to give an idea for how I drew at that point in my life, here are some other sketches from that same journal:

Fast forward to the last months of my first year, we had to talk about our hobbies during web design class. I shared my art to my classmates for the first time. No one at school knew I was into drawing before that, so everyone was quite surprised. My lecturer was very encouraging, and she would constantly remind me, “You have to practice drawing every day, okay?” She insisted that I include my art in my portfolio, so I did. I really appreciated how she considered my illustrations as something that could actually give me an edge in my career. At that point, I’d never considered my art would ever have any value, much less give me any sort of leverage in the job market. In 2012, the school invited me to join a national illustration contest. Understandably, I didn’t earn any awards for my submission, but it was such a huge honour for me still, since the only other student invited was a classmate who actually had a degree in fine arts. The experience was such a big push of encouragement for me. That same illustration landed me my first magazine feature in 2013, and it was even chosen as that issue’s cover. It may have just been for a small local magazine, but it was still something. I still include my art in my portfolio now.

Christmas of 2014, my cousins visited our house and walked in on me drawing on my computer. It was the first time they’d seen me and my art in years — which was reasonable, since I had spent some years abroad for my studies, and some of them migrated to other cities for work. For the first time in my life, they complimented my art. When they asked how I managed to draw the way I did, my mom answered for me — “She’s been practicing.” (Sorry for injecting OTP into this totally unrelated situation, but it’s for this very reason that The Scene where Tsukki mentions how Yams got better at serves because he’d practiced for a long time REALLY MAKES ME FEEL SO EMOTIONAL because I relate to it so much…) These were the drawings they saw me make.

I understand that words can be hard to believe. Like many people, I only ever upload the art I consider “pretty” to some extent. I have had many, many bad days with art. Many art blocks. If I had bottled up all the tears I’ve shed because of my frustrations over art, I’d have taken a picture of it and showed it to you. I’ve wanted to delete this art blog so many times, and I’ve only recently begun gaining confidence in my work. I still barely have enough confidence to allow people to look over my shoulder as I draw. There’s still so much that I need to learn, but there’s a lot of satisfaction in knowing that the effort I’ve put in has at least made me improve. That practicing has allowed me to achieve at least something—!

Just because you think your drawings are bad now doesn’t mean they’ll always be bad forever. Keep your bad art and don’t throw them away, because one day you’ll need them on your worst days to remind you of how much progress you’ve already made. Small victories need to be celebrated too. If you keep looking at good art, then your mind and your eyes already have an idea for what looks good. For this reason, keep looking at good art, but try not to let it bring you down, but instead let it fuel you to improve. You can let your envy transform from “I could never do that now” into “I know I can make something of that level — or maybe even better than that someday.” In time, your hands and your skills will catch up. Give them time to catch up. One day, you might even be able to surpass the people with art skills you once thought were so unattainable. Until then, just keep practicing. Let’s keep practicing!!! Believe in the fact that you will improve eventually. I will be here cheering you on!

quietly-bleeding-roleplay  asked:

Drake was walking around in the town he had just moved in to "Maybe I should've visited here before I moved...I have no idea where anything is..." he muttered to himself. After wandering about for a while, he accidentally trips and bumps into a girl, making them both fall. He quickly gets off of her and gets back up "Oh my gosh I am so sorry!" His face turns red from the embarrassment of falling, and from falling onto her. He puts out his hand for her to take "A-are you okay...?"


“I’m alright, thank you.” Asuna reached up and grabbed his hand, standing up.

“Hi! I’m Asuna, what’s your name?” She smiled at him.

“You seem kind of new, want me to show you around?”

Watching Luke Cage last night, unspoiled:
  • Me: They're giving this guy a boatload of audience-sympathetic dialogue. They really want us to like him or trust him a whoooole bunch all of the sudden. They're pushing him as a "good guy" way too hard. Something screwy is gonna happen.
  • Husband: Yeah? This episode?
  • Me: Yeah. Probably. This or the next. Probably this one. He's either gonna die or he's a bad guy. Definitely one or the other. They're pushing it way too hard.
  • Husband: Or he's just a good detective who's close with his partner. *smirks*
  • Me: A'scuse you what now? 😒
  • Husband: 😂
  • Me: Oh he's with the kid. Is the kid gonna kill the Guy? No. Kid's talking redemption. Kid just stepped to where he can't see the Guy in his peripheral vision. OMG he's a bad Guy and he's gonna kill the Kid, watch.
  • Husband: With what?
  • Me: I don't know. He patted and talked about his sidearm earlier when he was talking to his partner, maybe he's gonna shoo—oh wait he's messing with his tie—
  • Guy I'm talking about: *strangles kid to death with necktie*
  • Me: Damnnnnn.
  • Husband: Damn. Much cleaner.
  • Me: Yeah, he's totally working for the bad guy. And this episode has at least one more effed up thing coming too.
  • Husband: How do you know?
  • Me: *pauses to double check* Still got ten minutes left.
  • Husband: 😳 Oh crap, yeah.
  • Me: Sorry, want me to shut up?
  • Husband: Nah, I know who I married.
  • Next scene: *Detective Guy goes and spills all kindsa stuff to Cottonmouth*
  • Me: Should've seen this coming earlier OF COURSE he's got a cop on his payroll OF COURSE it's whatsherface's partner I should've thought of that before now, dang I feel dumb.
  • Husband: Breathe.
  • Next scene: *Luke gives barbershop chess playing guy a huge bag o' money*
  • Husband: Oh, THAT'S why they brought up the accountant thing earlier. He does the books.
  • Me: What have I done to you?
  • Next scene: *one more effed up thing happens*
  • Me: Toldja.
  • Husband: Feel better now?
  • Me: Yep! Still should've called it earlier on the crooked cop though, ugh.
  • Husband: You'll get 'em next time.
  • Me: Don't make fun of me.
  • Husband: 😂
Good Burger Starters
  • Welcome to Good Burger, home of the Good Burger. Can I take your order?
  • I'm a dude. He's a dude. She's a dude. We're all dudes, hey!
  • I don't wanna sit by you.
  • I don't wanna see you.
  • I don't wanna smell you.
  • I don't wanna hang out with you.
  • I don't even wanna use words with the letter "U"!
  • You think you can get me to a hospital?
  • I think I broke my ass.
  • My name's never been abbreviated before. I love that!
  • It makes me glad I'm not dead.
  • What's your hurry?
  • It's now officially summer vacation and yet I'm still looking at you.
  • You're an amazing student.
  • I mean, you sit there and get your test done first, and you were concentrating so hard I thought you were sleep.
  • Next time make it more challenging
  • I'm worried about you, too.
  • Have you seen yourself lately?
  • Nice car. This yours?
  • Yeah, but look at him. How much longer could he possibly live?
  • I should've died years ago.
  • Oh, I'm sorry, dude. I have to go get them. Customers aren't allowed in back.
  • They could put us out of business.
  • Shut up! Just be quiet!
  • ___ must look awfully strange naked.
  • Wait, wait, wait. I won't be funny no more
  • Wait! You ain't gotta bring the man down here!
  • Take out the trash!
  • Get this loser out of my face!
  • Oh, now you're about to push me a little too far!
  • You want a piece of me?
  • I am reporting your name to the manager!
  • Oh, I'll see you in Hell.
  • Hey, you look familiar. Don't I know you from somewhere?
  • I've could've sworn I've seen you someplace before
  • What in the world are you talking about?
  • I give up. Who am I?
  • Man, I don't know who you are. Or where I know you from. Or why you think you're an attractive nurse, but I am sure I don't wanna know you any longer.
  • Now, please go away, I've had a very bad day.
  • Boy, you must really suck.
  • See right about now I'd slap you in your head but I'm not sure if your brain would understand the concept of pain.
  • That was a stop sign!
  • You know...I don't even remember what my dad looks like.
  • I think he likes me.
  • Well we can just talk or get to know each other a little better. Now, doesn't that sound like more fun than miniature golf?
  • You are so hot.
  • So, uh, you like me?
  • I thought you were self-centered and obnoxious.
  • How can you take advantage of a sweet person like ___?
  • I just tackled some old lady.