i wanted to make a gif of this but it didn't work out

Okay, so I didn’t want to post this yet, but I really really REALLY wanna show you guys what I’ve been working on for months. AND since it’s Aaliyah’s birthday… might as well post it lol. So SURPRISE!!! I’ve been working on an animation of Aaliyah! This was supposed to be for the 20th anniversary of her album ‘One In A Million’ in August, but let me tell you something… animating is hard, and it takes a lot of hard work. Even with my hand cramping right now, it’s all worth it. And that’s what Aaliyah taught me. My passion is art, and even though the work is painful, or it makes me bone-tired, it’s all worth it because just seeing something that I created come to life, it’s the best feeling in the world honestly. So, yeah it’s not fully finished yet, but I am planning to finish it by the end of this month or next month. Just wanted to show you guys what I was working on, and that none of this would be possible if it wasn’t for Babygirl and her music. I’ve been listening to her music for over 20 years, since I was little (and her music video, ‘One In A Million’ was the first video I’ve seen of hers on MTV lol), and she was the only artist I really admired, and her music helped me find what I truly love doing, and I thought an animation would be a perfect tribute for me to pay my respects and thank her for inspiring me and millions of other fans out there. 

Happy Birthday, Miss Aaliyah!! Love you and miss you always!!!! 😘💕

Title: Who Could It Be at This Hour?
Character: Danny Rand
Prompt: 28

You were sitting on the floor in your living room, small stacks of papers for new book orders surrounding you as you tried to figure out which ones to sign for first. The television was showing flash flood warnings on the bottom of the screen, the rain wasn’t coming down too hard yet but you had an idea it was going to get worse later tonight.

You looked up from your work when you heard a couple knocks on the door, reaching across the paper piles to reach for your phone. There weren’t any messages from anyone, so who was at your door so late?

Getting up from your spot, you walked over to peer through a window at the top of the door and saw someone wearing dark clothes and a hood covering their face.

Now any sensible person seeing that waiting for them at the front door of their house would be terrified.

But it was storming outside, and you couldn’t help but feel bad just letting them out there.

So slowly, you cracked opened the door to look outside.

The person looked up upon you opening the door and you saw a very upset looking Danny standing there.

“Oh, hello!” You said, grabbing his arm and ushering him inside. “What are you doing here? You’ll get sick out in the rain!”

Danny yanked down his hood, his curls were damp and lightly clung to his forehead. His cheeks looked a little flushed, and he had small bruises and cuts scattered around his face.

“I know, but I had to see you.”

“Is everything alright? You look dreadful.” You helped him to the couch. “Here, I’ll get you a towel.”

“No, I have to talk to you.” Danny said, clutching onto your arm.

You smiled softly, placing your hand onto his and gently releasing yourself from his grasp. “It will take me ten seconds, and we need to warm you up before you get sick.”

Dannu reluctantly agreed, he seemed antsy though, even when you returned with a towel and a warm sweatshirt for him to wear, Danny jumped at the slightest of sounds.

You took the towel and laid it across his head, fluffing up his hair to help with the dampness. “Hey, you look pretty shaken up. Did something happen?”

Danny stared up at you as you dried off his hair, in his trance he almost didn’t hear what you asked him. “Oh, nothing you need to worry out.”

You tossed aside the towel and handed him the sweatshirt. “Put this on, I can put the other one in the dryer.”

He did as told, shedding the wet jacket and shoving on the dry one. “What were you doing? Did I interrupt something important?”

You shook your head, hearing the alarmed tone of his voice you gently ran your hands through his hair to calm him down. “Just some paper work, nothing groundbreaking.”

Danny nodded, remembering all the cuts he had and he tried to move from the ground. “I-I’m getting blood all over your things, I’m sorry.”

You lightly pushed him down. “You’re fine, there just little cuts I can take care of. Just stay here, can you do that for me?”

He didn’t try to get up so you took that as a yes, jogging to the bathroom to locate the small kit of medical supplies you had and then back to him.

“(Y/n)?”

“Yes?” You kneeled in front of him and started to clean all the cuts so they didn’t get infected.

“Do you feel safe with me?”

You looked up at him with knitted brows. “What do you mean?”

He shook his head. “Just answer me, please?”

“Of course I do, you’ve never given me a reason to not feel safe around you.” You met his gaze and saw the same scared expression he’d have after Ward did something particularly cruel to him when he was younger.

“Can I show you something?”

You smiled at him. “You don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to. It’s okay.”

“No, no. I want you to know.”

“Go on then.”

Danny made a fist and held it close to you, there was an intent look on his face for a minute, then his hand started to light up in a faint yellow glow.

It took you a moment to realize what you were looking at was in fact happening and wasn’t some tired trick your brain was pulling on you.

“Woah,” You slowly reached out your hand and placed a few fingers on his fist, it had almost turned translucent and you could see the inner workings of his veins. “How are you doing that?”

Danny unclenched his hand and the glow went away. “Remember how I told you I’d tell you the story about my tattoo?” He asked, waiting for your nod. “Well it’s not really a tattoo, it’s the mark of the Iron Fist.”

“Iron Fist? Sounds like a super hero name.”

Danny chuckled. “Sort of, I earned the title through my years of training with the monks. Iron Fist is a title given to those who complete the trial of Shou-Lao,” He saw the confused look on your face and laughed again. “You don’t really need to know all the details, it just means I’m the protector of K'un-Lun and sworn enemy to the Hand.”

“I’ve heard you mention them before, what do they do?”

Danny shook his head. “No, the less you know about them the safer you’ll be. Trust me.”

You found yourself smiling. “Can you punch through walls?”

“Yes.”

Your eyes went wide. “Shut up, that’s so cool!”

Danny watched you go off on a little tangent about how fun it must be to have a real super power, there were a few questions in there about what else he could do, but you scarcely gave him the time to answer them.

Out of all the reactions to his being the Iron Fist, yours was his favorite. You didn’t look weirded out or scared, you were just your usual self.

You were about to ask him something else when Danny leaned down and kissed you, his hands on either side of your face as they dug into your hair and brought you closer to him.

After the initial surprise you started to respond, your hand lightly reached up to hold his cheek, but you must have grazed one of his wounds and he reluctantly pulled away to hiss.

“I forgot about those! Maybe we should call Claire instead, she’s better at this.”

Danny tucked your hair behind your ear and leaned close to you again. “I’ve had worse.”

Hey guys!! So like 2 weeks ago I finally hit 10k followers! I finally got around to making this since I finally had some free time. I haven’t been as active as a gif maker in the last year or two so the climb to 10k was slow but I finally got there! I hope to start doing more gifs and stuff soon again.The last follow forever I made was almost two years ago in 2015 so this is long overdue I think.

I can’t even begin to thank you all so much, all of you guys are so amazing and I can’t believe so many people have followed me on this website over the years. I have made some amazing friends and love you guys so much, even if we don’t talk, if we’re mutuals you mean the world to me and all my followers too.

I honestly don’t follow that many people just around 150 blogs and probably 50 or more of those are inactive, so I really should follow some more people… maybe one day. If you have any suggestions just shoot them my way! But I want to appreciate all of the people that I actually will follow forever until the day that I will leave this site. All my mutuals are bolded which is a lot of them oops, but if I forgot anyone please let me know! If I did forget anyone check out my blogroll for everyone else I follow since they are all great! Again thank you guys SO MUCH! I know 10k followers really isn’t a lot compared to some people but it means the world to me ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Now go and follow all these amazing blogs!!

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Scraping an update together is a bit tough right now, since I’m mainly dealing with plotty and behind-the-scenes sort of stuff, but look! I made a a revamp to the “health” bar from the demo so that it looks a little more polished, hopefully, and also sits at least a little bit further out of the way. Also little balloon animation for when you lose (Or gain) points.

I also went and got a multiple parallax script running and man, I like it waaay better:

This script makes my dinner and does my taxes and tucks my children into bed at night. I love it. I love you, multiple parallax. Where have you been all my game-making life.

Sorry for the shitty gif quality but my computer’s not wanting to cooperate, so it’s a bit stuttery. Anyhow! I’m also finished with (most) of the revisions to the first part of chapter 2, so there’s some progress. I’ll try to keep everyone updated.

Written to kick off @teamengineering‘s Fitz Birthday Project - the Fitz Wish List! We’re granting Fitz 30 wishes to celebrate his 30th birthday. :D This also fulfills the @thefitzsimmonsnetwork‘s Fanwork Friday Prompt “Surprise.” 

Wish #1: Chocolate Banana Cream Pie

Read below or on AO3!

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Post S4 in Space 

“Jemma, we’re going to get caught.”

“No, we’re not. I called in a few favors. And it’s not like we’re doing anything scandalous. We’re just going to the rec room.”

She felt a bit silly pulling him along by his arm, making sure he didn’t knock into any walls or stub his toes along the way. It was nearly curfew, so they really shouldn’t be out this late, but Jemma was determined to make the most of the day even with the few moments of freedom they were allowed by their captors.

“Can I at least open my eyes? I’m not going to walk out into space, am I?”  

“Hilarious, you are,” she replied. “But not yet,” she added, squeezing his shoulder in encouragement. “We’re almost there.”

When she finally managed to guide him down the rest of the hallway and into the rec room, she positioned him in front of the card table at the center of the room and moved to his side, her hand lingering on his shoulder.

“Okay. Open.”

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Imagine having to choose between Jared and your fiancé

I finish sending the last email, almost throwing my laptop across the room so I wouldn’t have to answer any more questions about Jared’s schedule. It’s almost 6 in the afternoon and I should have been at home at five. Jared still hasn’t appeared and his inbox fills way too fast for me to handle it.

When I hear the front door shut, I sigh in relief, one more minute and I would have gone crazy.

“What are you doing here? People are going to think I exploit you!” Jared laughs, entering the room with bags from Whole Foods, “You look really tired”

I am. But I just forget about everything the minute his eyes lay on mine. I start playing with the ring on my hand, remembering why I can’t allow myself to get consumed by his gaze and the way his body reacts to my intent of distraction.

“Well, you look even prettier when you are tired” He says, leaving his bags on his desk, I can feel all the air in my body stopping, not being able to continue its course, “How is that even possible?”

You can’t, I start saying to myself, stop it.

“Sometimes, when you find something that lightens your day, even the most tired people can… Glow”

Oh no, you did not just say that. So silly.

I can notice a small change on the way his jaw tightens, I know I’m saying this words because of him, but he doesn’t seem to get it. His head points to my hands, and a forced smile appears on his lips.

“You going out with… What’s his name?”

“Kevin” I answer, even though I’m sure he knows my fiancé’s name.

“Right” He sighs, still on his feet by his desk, “What time? Because it’s already 6 o'clock”

I check the clock on my wrist, I have an hour and a half to go home and get ready. Enough time to be able to stay for an extra couple of minutes in here.

“7:30” I say getting on my feet.

We share another look before changing our gaze completely. I save my laptop on my bag, check my phone, put my jacket on, but I’m still not ready to go. Everyday was the same. I would be happy at home, spending the night with Kevin, waking up in the morning to have breakfast together. But then, I would have to come here, hating myself half of the day, not believing the way my heart would race whenever my boss was near me. And by the time I had to go home, go back to my fiancé, to my reality, I just wouldn’t want to leave.

“I’ll see you monday morning“ I mutter, adjusting the bag on my shoulder.

Jared is now sitting on his desk, displaying all his food. His head raises to look me in the eyes, a small smile appearing on his lips. I know I’m smiling too, and it makes me feel like an idiot.

You’re engaged, you’re engaged…

“Have fun tonight“ He says, but I can see in his eyes that he doesn’t really mean it.

I nod, spending at least a whole more minute just staring at him. I have to stop, this is becoming really creepy.

By the time I decide I really need to leave, my phone starts buzzing. Kevin’s name appears on the screen, and I ignore the phone call till I’m inside my car. He sounds so happy, as always, and I try to imitate his tone as best as I can.

Once I get home I start getting ready for my date. A quick shower, dry my hair, pick my outfit and finally make up. My mind should be busy with the task at hand, but I can’t keep Jared’s smile off my head. I start wondering about him. Is he eating alone or did he invite someone else? A friend? A… lover?

The thought makes me uneasy, and I try to find an excuse to just give him a call, something that I forgot to tell him, or something that I may have left on my desk. Anything. By the time I dial his number I still don’t have an excuse, but I’m doing it anyway.

“It’s almost 7:30” He says from the other side of the line.

“I know” I mutter, giving another look at my ring, “I’m ready”

“Loverboy hasn’t appeared yet?”

I stay quiet for a couple of seconds, processing his almost angry tone of voice and the fact that he just called Kevin “Loverboy”.

“He’s on his way” I mutter.

The silence that comes after my answer is awkward, and I just want to punch myself in the face for calling Jared before my date.

“So, why did you call?”

“I think I forgot my… my…” I stutter, trying to think of something, when the thought of actually forgetting something at his house takes over my mind, “My glasses, I think they are in the kitchen”

“Oh, let me see”

I hear how he stands from whenever he’s sitting; his steps, the sound of a door, more steps. My doorbell rings right at the moment I hear the sound of the phone being put back on his ear.

“They are here”

“Good, can I go pick them up?” I ask, starting to walk towards the door.

“Now?” He asks laughing, and the sound of the ring makes him shut, “I think loverboy arrived”

“I have to go, thanks, Jared”

I hang, avoiding hear him say goodbye. I sigh deeply before having the guts to open the door, and change my expression of disappointment to complete happiness.

I’m engaged, I repeat myself.

Kevin doesn’t notice how distracted I am during our way to the restaurant, or how I avoid looking him in the eyes. I feel guilty for having another man in my mind, for wishing it was Jared who was in the car with me. But the night goes on, and I hear him talk about work, and how Jay, his best friend, almost broke a leg trying to get a date with one of their co-workers.

In the middle of dinner, the topic of our marriage starts coming out. Kevin has found a venue and wants me to see it, he thinks that it would be a bit small for all the people we want to invite, but he thinks we can handle it.

I nod, feeling a strange pinch on my chest. Kevin starts to notice how distant I’m being, and I excuse myself to go to the bathroom. The bathroom is not empty, and the eyes of a girl go straight to my face. I don’t know her, but a smile appear on her lips.

“You escaped too?”

I nod, taking my phone out of purse, I have a text from Jared and I’m too on edge to read it right this second.

“I think my boyfriend is going to propose” The girl says, and the black mane falls covering her eyes when she lowers her head, “I’m not ready”

“Why not?” I ask her, leaning on one of the sinks.

“I’m not sure I love him enough to spend the rest of my life by his side” The girl confesses, and the familiarity of the situation makes me gasp, “I love him, I know I do. But what if I say yes and I end up finding the right one when it’s already too late?”

Why know? Right when my mind is already too busy with my own situation.

“If you say yes, and you find the one, what would you do?” I ask her, and I can feel the trembling on my voice.

“I don’t know, what else could I do but make the right decision for my heart?”

I nod, changing my gaze from the girl to my phone, deciding to read Jared’s message.

“Tell loverboy that if he doesn’t buy you champagne and strawberries, tells you how much he loves you, and ends the night with the best sex someone could ever offer, I’m taking you away from him”

“You’re crying” I hear the girl whisper.

I nod, “I think I have to make the right decision for my heart”

“Me too” She says, walking towards me to hold my hand, “Wish me luck”

“Break a leg” I mutter, squeezing her hand for a second.

The nameless girl leaves the bathroom, leaving me alone with my tears. I let them free for a few seconds, finally deciding it’s time to make the right decision.

I don’t even dry the tears, or reapply my make, before I get out of the bathroom. Kevin is finishing his glass of wine when his eyes lay on the state of my face.

“Oh my, did something happened in the bathroom? Are you alright?”

I shake my head, taking my seat in front of him.

I’m engaged, I tell myself, but I just don’t want to be.

“Please, tell me what’s going on, you’re scaring me”

I stay in silent, but my eyes fall to my hands. I play one last time with my ring, taking it off to place it in front of him. Kevin’s eyes dance from my face to the ring, and a nervous laugh escapes his lips.

“What are you doing?”

“I can’t do it” I whisper, “I’m so sorry, Kevin, I can’t”

I stand from my seat, leaving a quick kiss on his forehead before walking outside the restaurant. I’m shaking, my whole body is trembling and I just want to run away from there. I catch the cab I get a glimpse of, almost shouting the address to the driver.

I read Jared’s message another time, thinking of a way to answer it, but there are no words for this. So I just wait.

The driver announces that we have reached destination a few minutes after my almost breakdown. I thank him, giving him a generous tip for having to deal with me in this situation. I stand in front of the door, thinking of ways to explain what I’m doing there when I was supposed to be having dinner with my fiancé. Well, ex fiancé.

I decide that if I don’t right that doorbell right this second, I may end up taking another cab home. I can hear the footsteps on the other side of the door, and Jared’s image appears in front me. He’s shirtless, only wearing pajama pants, and I can feel my soul falling to the ground.

“Hey” I mumble, folding my arms over my belly.

“You came for your glasses?” He asks, and I can see the glimpse of a smile.

“Maybe” I answer.

Jared moves from the door to let me in. When the door shuts behind me, it’s just a matter of seconds before my back is leaning against it. Jared’s body is pressed against mine, his nose caressing my temples.

“Your hand is lacking something” He mutters, and automatically, both of my hands reach for his neck, “I like it”

I use both of my hands to make his lips crash with my own. The kiss is desperate, his thigh getting position between my legs. I can’t even control my body, letting it do whatever it wants, following his movements.

“So…” He whispers out of breath, breaking our kiss to grab my hips, making me fold my legs on his hips, “Loverboy didn’t have champagne?”

“No, he didn’t” I laugh, reaching for his lips again.

“Then, I’m allowed to take you away from him?” He asks, cupping my face with one hand.

“I think you did that a long time ago” I mutter, before receiving another one of his deep kisses.

The kiss rapidly transforms into something else, and right there on the door, his pajama pants falls to the floor, and my dress and panties follow them. We can’t stop kissing, we have a magnet on our mouths that makes them play with each other, even when it gets harder. A moan makes me part from him when he starts filling me. I can feel the growing sensation of completeness in my chest, his body feeling as the missing piece of the puzzle that is my life.

My hands take hold of his arms, finding a way to make me follow his rhythm. His eyes hold my gaze, biting my lips, his hands clenching on my hips. This is everything I wanted, everything I needed, and he knows it.

I can hear myself screaming his name, but at the same time thinking that this is nothing but a dream. But this is real. I know it. I can feel his orgasm and mine crushing in one single moment.

From the moment our lips touched I knew I had make the right decision. But now, looking at his eyes shine, his lips forming a smile just for me, I am completely sure I made the right decision for my heart.

The looping gif that no one asked for and no one wanted, to endlessly fuel all your rage

A few days ago, I hit 500 followers, and I had you guys vote on what you’d like to see me make! It was a close tie between this manip tutorial and a FC directory, and while that’s still in the works for the future, this is something I’ve been wanting to post for a while. I’m excited to show you guys the deep dark secrets of gif manip making.

These are the gifs I’m starting with:

And here’s what I’m ending with:

note: for the sake of this tutorial, I am using two gifs that I made myself, but I often just find ones to use from gif hunts.

Instructions under the cut!

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Written for @thefitzsimmonsnetwork‘s Fanfiction Friday Challenge - For Science. Prompt: Fitz and Simmons invent something together.

Synopsis: Imprisoned in space, Jemma is determined to find a way to communicate with Fitz, but she needs his help to make it happen.

Title from Dear Evan Hansen. I would also recommend listening to the song Only Us from the musical for additional FS feels, as I listened to it on repeat while writing this. 

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Today was the only day her plan was going to work. Jemma had memorized his schedule, as random as it seemed, and figured out their lunch breaks would align on this particular Tuesday. Well, whatever day it was, as it was getting more and more difficult to remember the days of the week after so much time spent on the unfamiliar base. She had sometimes imagined what it would be like to work in space, but her current predicament was not what she had in mind. Being taken against her will with the team was one thing, but to be separated from everyone and forced to perform labor without any context for what they were trying to accomplish was draining. She honestly didn’t mind the work, as simplistic as it was, but what was truly agonizing was being separated from the most important person in her life for what seemed like centuries.

When she made her way into the common area with her lunch tray – a modest meal, but it would suffice – it only took moments for her to spot him in the corner of the room occupying a table by his lonesome. The sight of him made her heart sink – she had hoped he would connect with someone on the base while he worked, maybe make a friend or two, but that obviously wasn’t the case. Nevertheless, she welcomed the opportunity to finally have some alone time with him, even if it would only last a few minutes.

After approaching his table casually, she carefully placed her tray down on the surface opposite his, not wanting to startle him, as he appeared to be concentrating rather intensely on the sad excuse for a sandwich on his plate. As she sat on the bench, he glanced up quickly before returning his eyes to his tray.

“Fitz,” she whispered, reaching out her hand across the table before thinking better of it and pulling it back into her lap. The last time she held his hand was on their way to the diner before they were taken, a far off memory she held onto each night while she tried to find sleep in her dark cell, his own cell many hallways away. She worried herself sick thinking about the nightmares that most likely plagued his mind, but today he appeared okay, or as okay as he could be. At least he was eating.

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Pearl ate today!
She hasn’t eaten since October 17th. This was the first time I’ve offered food since she was attacked on the 21st.
She was in good body condition before, so an extra couple weeks without food wasn’t much concern. I wanted to make sure she was on the mend and acting like herself again.
This meal was smaller than what she’s been getting, but she struggled with it a little more than normal regardless. She’s still regaining her fine motor control.
I was so happy she ate. Shes out basking right now.

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Clexa AU - Clarke and Lexa are paired together after Kane’s orders and they have to share the same room/bed.

A request from @celebritiesandmovies

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make me choose: the bus or the playground
↳ asked by @deanastie

Hey guys!! So I finally hit 5000 followers about 2 weeks ago and just finally got around to doing this follow forever. Right now I have over 5.3k and I still can’t believe it! The last follow forever I did was for hitting 1k so it’s been awhile! I just wanted to say THANK YOU SO MUCH for everything, all of you mean so much to me and I love you all so much! I hope to continue improving my blogs and graphics and be apart of you dash.

So I follow under 150 blogs which isn’t too much compared to some people but I basically love them all so much, they have helped me with my gifs and make my blog an amazing place! I wanted to give extra special attention all my mutuals out there, who are always there for me. So they are bolded but ALSO for all my mutuals I put a little message for you if you hover over your urls you can read them! Some of them are a little embarrassing but I just wanted you all to feel special for being such amazing people! So thank you so much for everything I love you all so much! So whoever is reading this should follow everyone on this list!!

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-jenjam / 0ci0 / 0ni-chan / alwaysnarutouzumaki / amuriita / attackonlagann / burdge / dressrosas / elpheltvalentlne / etaribi / evangelikon / fairynakamatail / fayevalentiine / feitan / geassgreen / ginoweinberg / gurrenlagging / hanae-ichihara / heyinterstella / huntersassociation / iwuki / iyashikei / jmihelic /  juhzou

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kagurad / kinsharas / kokiri-saria / kozuuki / laguzmage / lieutenanthawteye / lilium / lordeath / luxendarc / makas-soul / mariannevibritannia / mega-trashy-senpai / mizuhatsu-san / momonosuke / monkeyondalamb / naganohara / oddishly / ofanimon / oh-niichan / okaishi / omisfly / onenakamapiece /  oshawhat / ovadrive

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princess-mononoke / productionig / psychopass / r4violiprincess / rakshas / rotaryplanets / ryuko / s-ekki / s-indria / satsukikiryuin / seansoo / seieifsetsuna / soryulangley / tettsuro / thugderelife / tiffjoursbelle / ufoannyu / xfuu-chan / zdf