i was just like 'no please don't do this'

'what are words' starter pack

- “how are you?” “Yes.”

- no volume control. Yell or whisper, there is no inbetween

- what was this sentence about again

- clicking/tapping/’umm’ing furiously while trying to focus your mind enough to remember what the sentence was about

- stammering

- worse: spitting by accident

- i’m rambling about myself again how do I stop

- *says someone’s name once* *they don’t hear* “oh well guess that’s the end of that. we had a good run”

- rehearsing any kind of request, compliment, or any planned exchange a trillion times in your head

- writing out said exchange as a form of rehearsal, ums and errs included, so literally nothing is left to chance

- the inevitable sequel: why aren’t they following the script?!?

- the mind-wipe mid-conversation

- focusing so much on paying attention that you don’t actually process what they’re saying

I am in my own Harry Potter AU hell.

And just because I can:


Malfoy looked up from his desk, quill poised over the parchment as his son hovered by the study door. Aware that he was frowning, Draco lifted his expression into something more neutral. He was vaguely aware of his own father always frowning whenever he’d tried to talk to him as a boy, and he didn’t want Scorpius to one day think the same about him.

“Come in, come in. Shut the door, you’ll let the heat out.” 

The Greengrass estate was a crumbling ruin compared to Malfoy Manner, with only half the library and none of the artifacts Draco had spent the last few years archiving and putting safely away behind spelled glass. But for now it was home, chilly stone walls and all.

“Did you want something?”

“Yes.” Scorpius replied, pausing to tug at the hem of his dark shirt. There’s still a bruise under his eye, faded to be sure, but the mere presence of it made Draco’s heart skip a beat. When he’d seen Severus Potter crawling out of the rubble, face covered in blood and no sign of his own son, he’d known terror like no other.

And Draco Malfoy was intimately familiar with the machinations of terror. He’d been hugged by it once.

“Well,” he prompted, setting aside his work entirely and giving his full attention to his son. “What is it?”

“I want my friends to come visit.”

Draco blinked. Whatever he’d been expecting, it wasn’t that. “Your…friends?”

“Albus Potter and Rosie Granger-Weasley. I would like them to come stay.”

Draco blinked again. Later he’d laugh—somewhat despairingly into a decanter of fire brandy—at the absurdity of the notion that his boy, Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, was best friends with a Potter and the hybrid off-spring of a Granger Weasley, but the threat of impeding hysterics was quelled under the defiant gaze of his son, narrow chin lifting at some unspoken challenge. 

“I see. For how long?”

“A…a week…maybe two…They’re going to France for the Quiditch Cup Primaries…” he glanced down and Draco spied the curled up parchment hidden up his sleeve. “So it wouldn’t be for long.”

Draco glanced at his desk, to the fireplace, then back to his son. “I don’t…”

I want my friends…friendshow often had Astoria lamented his lack of playmates as a child, how often had she fretted that Scorpius’ only interaction had been with adults—or books, or enchanting his own toys for someone to play with. And how quickly had Scorpius’ face crumpled at the utterance of two simple syllables. 

“…know if two weeks would be wise, given your mother’s health. She’s still recovering from the move. But I shall discuss it with her, and see what can be done.”

Scorpius stilled, the beaming smile on his face reigned in to something calmer, even now, not wanting to get his hopes up too much. “Thank you. For what it’s worth, we will be good.”

Draco snorted at that, remembering the last time a Malfoy, a Potter and a Granger and a Weasley had been together at their age. “Somehow I doubt it. Go on off you go, go see what your mother is up to. She’s enjoying having you home.”

“And I am enjoying being here,” Scorpius replied, in that curiously courteous and stiff way of speaking he’d always had, even as an infant learning his words. “I am happy to be here, with you, and mother.”

“I’m…very glad to hear it.” Draco replied, unsure what else he was supposed to say to such an open admission said so politely like one was discussing the weather. “Now go on, off you go, I need to finish this manuscript before I lose the thought.”

“You’ll talk to mother though, wont you?” Scorpius pressed from his space by the door. “You’ll ask…”

“Yes, yes.” Draco waved a hand, “I’ll ask if the Potter spawn can come stay with us. Just for a little bit. To say thank you for…everything.”

Reassured, Scorpius left, closing the door behind himself with a firm click. 

Draco waited several more moments, counting to a hundred before opening up the top desk of his drawer and pulling out his correspondence folder, flipping through them until he found the appropriate manila envelope, writing the address of the Ministry Neatly to the front. 

Clearing his throat politely, he composed himself, then tapped it to life with his wand.

“Hello Potter,” he spat with a vicious familiar glee, unable to keep from laughing, “I’m not sure which one of us is going to be more surprised by this turn of events, but I swear to gods if you break my son’s heart by saying no, I will personally send you a red Howler on the hour every hour till the day one of us dies. Now, about dates, the last week in June works well for us…”

So Something Happened at Phoenix Con

I’m not usually one to complain, or criticize, or speak out at all really. I’m one of those fans that just quietly sits in the corner and admires from afar, silently praising all the guys for what they do. But every now and again, someone does something that lights me up, and I’m off like a firecracker.

As I’m sure you’ve concluded, that happened recently.

I’m a Jared girl, but I love and respect all the actors equally. Respect being a keyword here. Phoenix con 2017 is going on now. As it so happens, that’s exactly where this incident took place. Yesterday. On the day mostly recognized as Misha’s day of the con.

Let’s all just agree that Misha is an incredible human okay? He’s actual such an incredible human that he borders on being a real life angel. He deserves all the good things in the world. Which is why I am particularly fired up because of what happened.

**Not naming names because this is not to bash anyone, just to draw attention to the fact that these are people with real, human emotions**

I’m going to summarize this the best I can because, honestly, the more I talk about it the angrier I get (and I’m not an angry person, this just really doesn’t sit well with me).

Long story short, there was a con-goer that had been to a con in the past and she had Misha sign her arm. Misha had said that if she still had the autograph on her arm the next time he saw her, he would buy her ice cream. No harm in that part. This is where things start getting…. Uncomfortable.

The girl then decided she was going to take Misha up on that (which, admit it, we would all try to keep Misha’s auto on us as long as we could, bet or not). But, instead of doing any number of options that would be considered safe and acceptable, she peeled off her skin, including the autograph, and preserved it.

Are you still with me? Hold on. I’m not done yet.

At Phoenix Con, she then adhered it back to her skin. Now, I’m not sure if she showed it to him during a panel, or ops, or autos, or where. But when she did show it to him, he told her to take it off.

**this is where I get seriously pissed**

So, she takes it off. AND FUCKING THROWS IT AT HIM.

This girl, who claims to love and respect Misha Collins throws a piece of her dry, dead, decaying skin at him. It lands in his lap and his handler has to come pick it up. She tries to excuse it by saying ‘it’s all in good fun’ and that he’s ‘used to her by now’, but let’s make a few things clear.

It’s all in good fun? I’m sorry, I have never once in my life have gone around throwing preserved skin at people for the fun of it. And I’ve asked some of my friends (the ones that wouldn’t call the cops on me for asking such a question) and they all said the same thing. I don’t care if you’re a celebrity or Mary Jane that lives next door, people don’t like having dead skin thrown on them. Especially a stranger’s skin.

Secondly, no matter how many times we meet them, they really don’t know us. They don’t know if you’ve got any diseases. They might not even recognize you, really. How many times have you seen someone at work over and over and over again but don’t really know them? I have. I’ll admit it. And you know what? It is my job to interact and build report with customers. And I’m not a celebrity – I don’t have millions of people begging for time with me.

I guess I made this post for a few reasons:

1.       Is my anger justified or misplaced? Taking into consideration that, while I’ve never met them (Pitt Con is so far away), I do love them like they’re family

2.       I’m open to opinions.

3.       I want to make a PSA that Jared, Jensen, and Misha – hell EVERYONE – are human. Don’t do something to them that you wouldn’t like having done to you. If you wouldn’t like have dead animals thrust into your hand, don’t make them hold one. If you wouldn’t like someone to throw decaying organs on you, don’t do it to them! You paid money for a ticket to the con. You did not pay money to abuse them.

I know I’m going to probably get hate for this, and to be honest, I really don’t care. If you think I’m right, great. I’m glad someone sees this from where I’m at and finds it just as wrong as I do. If you think I’m wrong then… well, you keep doing whatever you think is right. We’ll agree to disagree.

tl;dr – Don’t throw your decaying, preserved skin at Misha because he’s a human and it’s disgusting on so many levels. Show him respect. Show all of them respect. You know Misha is too kind to say anything about how uncomfortable it makes him, so just save everyone from being awkward, and save the fandom from feeling like we have to apologize for the actions of a single fan.

We need to talk about this.

I am just done with this situation. Those who have been following me recently know how much this effecting me. It’s really getting to me and I don’t even want to make art anymore.

this person has been using heaps of artists art as their own for a NSFW rp blog (that alone upsets me because my blog is SFW and any content I make is SFW)

Here are some examples of my art being taken, cropped and idk…just made wrong.

I posted a few times on the issue, assuming this person followed me as they have used so much of my art. I was pretty upset.They kept posting so I decided i would make an account to ask them to stop.

Firstly I asked them nicely but they deleted the comment. I asked again

But yeah dw guys that comment is gone too.

They then posted this:

I let them know I was one of the artists that they were effecting- Idk hoping that would somehow make them think about it?

oh but look? Where it go? heck

You know who is also [very upset] its me.

Then seriously like moments after I commented they posted this.

(also Ham isn’t here to vent in this pic- hes here to lecture your ass)

MORE OF MY ART. ??? Which means they have to have been on my blog recently and chances where they saw my public upset at reposting art. I just…

They kept deleting my comments on everything I commented on.

A few friends got involved at this point (because i was exhausted and ready to give up posting art) and tried to reason with them. Each one of their comments (some of which were just LINKS to the original artists of each artwork) was removed.

They then made their account private so I thought- well at least I don’t have to see my art getting made into something that makes me feel sick.

It was then made public again and I talked to another friend/mutual about it and it’s gone.

The whole account is gone or I’m blocked I don’t care, I am so happy-


I see a notification with the same name… and its my art.


If you check my FAQ you will see that I have made it VERY clear how I feel about taking my art and using it without credits/permission and using it for an rp blog (especially a nsfw rp)

but I thought- at last an opportunity for me to civilly talk to this person face to face.

I tried to show them (more then a vague text post) how much this was deeply troubling me, hoping that maybe. Finally they will stop ignoring me and tell me why they are doing this.

well then I guess thats it then… theres nothing else left to do.

I have tried. Please know I have tried to handle this away from tumblr and privately. It’s just getting to me too much. 

I have no idea if this is out of spite or not.. or if they actually just don’t care about other peoples feelings?

Sorry guys but this is the situation.

@ parents 

please don’t tell your kids to shut up when they’re trying to tell you something or if they’re upset. don’t ignore them. don’t invalidate their feelings. talk to them. listen to them. never tell your kid(s) their thoughts and feelings don’t matter.


a soft and beautiful man and the sharp asshole that lives in his house

Season’s Greetings from your local Pointy Girls


[ insp ]

hux: the Resistance may try, but they’ll never get past Starkiller’s shield!  

officer: sir the Resistance is here



she had the world // panic! at the disco

I just really want them to be happy. 



You are the One, Noctis.
The Stars shine for
you now. That which is
yours by right
shall be restored to you.

Thoughts on the Mercy nerf from a Diamond Mercy main.

Here are some observations I’ve made from trying Mercy out with the rez cast time. The cast time of rez has several hidden effects to the Mercy gameplay - all of which make life for a Mercy player difficult.

1) Those two seconds spent casting rez are two seconds where I can’t heal my teammates. I now have to consider whether my teammates will survive for two seconds while I’m not healing them. If a teammate dies, but a lot of the team are at critical heath, I cannot afford to stop healing them to rez. This may result in a missed window of opportunity to rez that teammate. It makes no sense for me to rez a teammate only for another one to die immediately after - not worth it.

2) You can fumble a rez now. The current rez requires line of sight - this was not a big problem until rez also got a cast time. If I activate rez but then look away from my teammate (like if I’m getting ready to guardian angel away), the rez will finish casting and begin cooldown but my teammate won’t actually be revived. This means I have to stay looking in one direction for 2 seconds and take that extra time to turn around to get out of there afterwards. Aka - even more reason I’m extremely vulnerable while rezzing.

3) Heroes sometimes die - specifically the tanks. You know who’s supposed to be in the thick of the fight on the front lines? Tanks. You know who provides protection to a Mercy so she can successfully rez? Tanks. Basically if a tank dies, it is highly unlikely that I will be able to rez them without getting killed myself because a) they probably died in the front lines with no cover, and b) the dead tank is the one that’s supposed to give me cover to rez.

4) Say goodbye to King of the Hill maps! If there is a team fight happening on the capture point and one of my teammates dies, there is little to no chance of rezzing that teammate successfully unless I activate Valkyrie. There’s almost no cover on any of the capture points in koth, which makes that casting time excruciatingly long. 

5) Making Mercy stupidly vulnerable during rez is forcing me to revert back to the Old Ways of hiding. Mercy was originally reworked because people complained that Mercy players weren’t participating in team fights enough. With the introduction of the casting time for rez, I find myself playing it way more conservatively. I’ll hide if necessary. This is having the opposite effect of how Blizzard wanted Mercy players to play.

Overall opinion: For the first time in my 300+ hours on Mercy, Blizzard has successfully made me hate playing her. I have tried to be understanding and adaptable to all these changes she’s been seeing for the last few weeks. But this nerf has pushed me over the edge. It just doesn’t feel great to play her anymore - I loved playing Mercy because I love speed and fluidity with my movement and I love healing in general. But this nerf breaks Mercy’s rhythm completely. The fact that the stars have to align in order for me to do my job is ridiculous. Resurrection is Mercy’s defining ability - and they have made me feel the most vulnerable when I’m using that ability. This feels like a giant middle finger from Blizzard to Mercy players (or really just support players) - they didn’t take quality of life of the Mercy players into account at all. It’s not fun to play her. But that doesn’t matter because shitty dps players can at least hit me now that I move slower than the bots in the practice range.

anonymous asked:

sorry, but do you have any tips for making poses/ full bodies? Whenever i try i end up giving up and crying. If you don't wanna answer that's okay too :)

why do I have a feeling that I know you…

I’m gonna sound like any other artist, but seriously, ref is kEY. Try studying it,(trace over it if you have to but please don’t post that) just do whatever to understand it. When you think you’ve got a hang of it, you can try sketching it without reference. (if it turns out disappointing than you can always go back) 

If it’s a more dynamic pose, try loosening lines and strokes, make them curved and don’t add sharp edges. 

it goes for stiller poses too: 

but yeah, that’s all I got :D Please don’t cry. You’ll improve if you put your heart into it >:D 

anonymous asked:

babe i'm not a native english speaker can you pls write it what jeremy said in that video i didn't understand anything lmao

long transcript:

fan: i’m your boyfriend

jeremy: oh - oh! okay!

fan: (laughs) really? 

jeremy: i mean i - i don’t know! i mean, are you? i don’t know, i don’t know (smiles)

fan: the internet ships keith and lance like nothing else

jeremy: (laughs) that i DO know. uhhhm, so here’s what we’re gonna do: so you’re going to be playing keith in this scene, as you know. uhh, and you’re gonna hear 3 beeps that go beep, beep, beep, and that’s where your first line is. second is my line, then next line is this, so you’re just gonna be watching, uhh, your character. obviously, you know who the character is so, you know - your boy. watch him on screen. here we go

fan: and your boy

jeremy: (smiles) yeah

fan: (laughs)

[3 beeps and they start keith and lance’s “saving shiro” scene in episode one]

jeremy: NIIIIIICE, good stuff! would you like me to sign some of your, uhh, voltron stuff here?

short transcript:

jeremy: lauren if you’re listening i just told everyone klance is fucking canon