i'd be up for this by the way

anonymous asked:

Hey mate, my friends going through a kinda hard time atm and I was like "dude lmao watch Thomas sanders he never fails to cheer me up" and now he's texting me saying "Thomas sanders is the only thing apart from u that keeps me sane anymore" and anyway I just thought I'd tell u that <3

That is… absolutely adorable. I’m honored to help in some way. <3

anonymous asked:

Why do you ship saphael? I mean, I'm not judging, I just don't.. see this romance you guys seem to see? And I'd actually like to know.. so tell me: would you be able to make me a saphael shipper?

I was waiting to come up with the perfect response to this. The I realize there isn’t a perfect answer, in a way it’s like Saphael. 

You see everyone can agree this ship is far from perfect. But the reason I ship it is because of the way Raphael cares for Simon. I didn’t realize it until this scene 

Originally posted by ohmysaphael

I mean sure the entire clan reacts but only after Raphael does. Notice the way Raphael is instantly by Simon’s side. 

Then I went back a little to my absolute favorite moment: 

Originally posted by ohmysaphael

And a vampire is carrying a dead mundane in his arms to the shadowhunters, this could not have ended well if it was other shadowhunters that came out instead. 

I strongly believe Raphael looks out for Simon because he feels personally responsible for his death but honestly would you look at someone like this 

Originally posted by vampraph

like this too?

Originally posted by malecbae

I mean!!

Originally posted by shadowfairchildx

and the unnecessary touching holy shit!

Originally posted by shadowfairchildx

Originally posted by grounvdersky

Originally posted by malecbae

and Raphael went to Simon’s mother after he found out that she’s worried about Simon (and yes it was because it’s causing a distraction while Simon is supposed to be looking for Camile but really)

Originally posted by fangtasticsaphael

So to sum it up, I ship Saphael for the way Raphael cares for Simon. For the fact that he made up a fake af position to get Simon to stay close to him, for the fact that he takes the time to look after Simon, even after the betraly 

Originally posted by shadowhuntersseries

But yet there you are Raphael!

Also Simon hasn’t been subtle either: 

Who looks at the guy they hate like this??

Originally posted by aminahowlter

Just kiss him already!!

Originally posted by lilscollins

Look at how he just touches Raphael, like babe, c’mere 

Originally posted by goddess-bruh

honestly I was a damn good tutor and an even better teaching fellow

as much as I hate the concept of being trapped in academia forever I really really love teaching

I’m super good at getting people excited about things they ordinarily couldn’t give two shits about and I thrived in a teaching setting where my job was to make non-majors care enough to enjoy and excel in a memorization-based diversity and taxonomy course; my students loved me and raved about me to my boss which is a huge part of why I ended up with a senior award; I am directly responsible for several business school seniors graduating on time

maybe this is An Option

anonymous asked:

it's probably overkill at this point, but i'd love more headcanons for the celeb pr dating au! especially once those two dummies have figured out that they both like each other...

For the Celebrity Pretend Relationship AU



The first time they meet is actually way before they work together, but the interaction is short but memorable–except for the fact that it’s a post-Golden Globes party and both are lit. Cassian’s outside the hotel playing tennis in a tux against his date, an up-and-coming actress who goes on to win an Oscar a few years later, and Jyn, deep into a bottle of tequila, steals his racket and knocks the tennis ball into the swimming pool. He chases her there trying to get it back, and she dives into the pool in her dress, laughing. They don’t remember the specifics of the people involved until photos show up years later while they are filming, reminding them of their first meeting.

The first “date” Bodhi arranges for them with he help of Cassian’s agent, Kay, is dinner in Santa Barbara. They have to play at flirtation, though both resent it. At the end of dinner, Cassian insists on paying, and despite the gulf in their star power and salaries, Jyn insists on paying her half. “If you disregard my opinion, you take away my agency,” she tells him, and he gives her what will be the first of his many surprised but genuine smiles. He tells her later, much later, that this was probably the moment he began to fall in love with her. 

Cassian’s more unhinged stans on the internet start to spam Jyn’s social media account with hate, calling her names all over her Instagram and tagging her on their nasty posts and comments. Jyn’s tough though and drags them right back, but she’s in for a surprise when Cassian, not particularly internet savvy, creates an account and fires back at those fans, calling them bullies and fakes, and telling them if they are real fans they’d stop. Jyn thanks Kay for this later and tells him that it was unnecessary for the PR firm to do that–she could handle herself–but Kay has no idea what she’s talking about. He had no idea this was going on. 

For their first award show walk together, he calls her up to ask what color she is wearing so that he can coordinate his suit and pocket square. They’re featured on multiple best-dressed lists.

They’ve kissed ten times before their first real kiss. And the kiss is out of the way of the lights of the paparazzi, away from rolling cameras, or done for the benefit of watchful strangers. It’s under a streetlight in the suburbs of London where Jyn is visiting her mother, an armload of dry cleaning in her arms. They haven’t seen each since their contract break-up happened a month earlier, and they’ve both been too proud or afraid to say anything about their real feelings until now. But when Jyn sends him a text across the Atlantic on the anniversary of his mother’s death telling him that she is thinking of him, he books a ticket immediately for England to find her and let her know how he really feels and to ask if she feels the same way.

          “With Connected Hearts- Our Bonds Are Strong!”

   As Penned By Mira-
        | Levy | - Canon
        | Natsu | - Canon Divergent
        | Lucy | - Canon Divergent
        | Lucy | - Canon
        | Kaiden | - Male!Kinana
        | Ashley | - Edolas Lucy


Follows Back From - Mira’s Rp Hub

8

those cheeky shits

super duper lazy and short animatic that i may or may not clean up

anonymous asked:

I'm going through a real rough patch and if you want to write something cheerful you have no idea how grateful I'd be.

Flash sidled up to Superman on one of the Watchtower’s mezzanines, leaning against a rail. They looked at each other sidelong, then away.

“Wanna hear my new time?” Flash asked sideways, swaying as he alternated which foot held his weight, hands on his hips.

“There’s no way you beat my time,” Superman muttered, his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes were in the other direction, and both men went silent as the Lanterns walked too close. Superman and Flash gave them a nod of acknowledgment, then waited for them to be at a safe distance.

“Nine seconds.”

“What!” Superman dropped his arms, whipped his head around to where Flash was grinning and bouncing on his heels. “No way.”

Flat,” Flash said.

“There’s no way.”

“Check my heartbeat if you don’t believe me,” Flash said, tapping his insignia with his thumb. Then he frowned. “Actually, don’t, I’m pretty excited about this so my pulse is probably crazy.”

His heart always sounded like an angry hummingbird trapped between his lungs, but Barry was also a notoriously terrible liar, so it wasn’t as relevant as it could have been.

Dangit,” Superman said, crossing his arms again. He leaned back to scope out the area around them. No one seemed to be paying them much mind. “What time?”

“Eleven on a Saturday,” Flash said, looking even more smug. “You know I don’t mess around.”

“Tch!” Superman made an irritated sound, licking his canines. Then he snapped his fingers. “You forgot about–”

“Nnnope,” Flash interrupted. “I’m including the new ones in that, that’s the whole reason we had to reset our times, otherwise I’d still be at seven-point-four.”

Tch.” Superman drummed his fingers against his bicep. “Nine seconds,” he repeated, torn between irritation and awe.

“You know what that means,” Flash said, waggling his eyebrows.

Superman sighed. “Alright, where are we going?”

“I want soup.”

“Uh-huh.” Superman waited. Flash was waiting for him to ask. Superman was not going to give him the satisfaction.

“… in Saigon.”

“You’ve been watching Bourdain again,” Superman accused.

“It looked like really good soup!” Flash said, defensive.

“Fine,” Superman said, “but I am going to beat your time, and when I do–”

“Beat what, now?” Wonder Woman asked, having managed to approach them while they were distracted by negotiations.

“Nothing!” Flash and Superman said at once.

“We were just talking,” Superman said.

“About stuff,” Flash added unnecessarily. “Private, personal, man stuff.”

Wonder Woman’s eyebrows shot up. She was close enough for her lariat to hum on her hip. She looked Flash over. Flash started to turn red.

“Okay bye!” Flash said, and he was gone in a streak of red.

“Superman?” Wonder Woman asked.

“I should, uh. Hal…”

He wasn’t actually making any definitive statements, just stringing words together, and yet somehow it still managed to ring false. She watched him go, putting her hands on her hips.

She could practically sense it when Batman came up beside her, even quiet as he was.

“Do you want to know what they were talking about.”

“Do you know?” she wondered. He said nothing, so she turned to look at his face. It was as expressionless as ever, but she got the impression that he did not consider the question worthy of dignifying with a response.

He was Batman. He would never be so rude as to say ‘of course’ – but of course he knew.

“I wouldn’t want to invade his privacy,” Wonder Woman said cautiously.

“He’d tell you if you really asked,” Batman said. “They just like feeling like they have a special thing.”

“Oh.”

“Flash, especially.”

“I see.” She tapped on her lower lip as she watched Superman talk to one of the Green Lanterns. “So what’s the special thing?”

“Pick me up in the plane on Saturday and I can show you.”

She froze. Slowly, she turned to look at him. As always, being able to see him helped not at all. “Like a date?” she asked.

The corner of his mouth twitched. “More like a stakeout.”

“That could be like a date.” She was mostly saying it to tease him. Sometimes if she did it right, he turned pink and had to find a shadow to hide in.

“It’s usually not.”

“Why not?”

“I’m usually with the kids.”

“Oh!” Her eyes widened. “I didn’t mean–”

“It’s fine.”

She put her hand out to rest on his shoulder. “I would never imply–”

“I know.”

She took her hand back. “I’ll behave,” she assured him.

“You don’t have to,” he said, and she grinned.

“I’ll pick you up at ten,” she said, and she gave him an exaggerated wink as she walked away.

“It’s a date,” he murmured.


Why,” Wonder Woman asked, “are we in Florida?”

Batman was sitting beside her, and the plane was in a low hover. “Because as far as anyone can tell, this is the single biggest and busiest Walmart in the world.”

“I don’t think that explains as much as you think it does,” she said.

Batman held up a phone. A clock took up most of the screen. 10:59. “Watch,” he said, and he pointed out to the parking lot, vast and terrifying and teeming with people. She watched, and she had no idea how she was supposed to see anything in the crowd.

Finally, she spotted it. The motion too quick to be anything mortal. Would anyone on the ground notice anything more than a strong breeze?

“Oh! It’s the–” She snapped her fingers, couldn’t remember the word.

“Carts,” Batman supplied.

“Yes!”

In almost no time at all, every cart in the parking lot had been returned to one of the designated corrals. Batman pointed to something that he must have been using technology in his mask to see, because otherwise his eyes should not have been good enough. Wonder Woman was much better equipped to see Superman, standing beneath a tree and checking a stopwatch and scowling. He did some kind of motion with his arms and one leg that suggested he’d have thrown his hat to the ground, if he’d been wearing one.

“They introduced new carts,” Batman explained. “They don’t fit with the other ones, so it slows them down. Ruined their whole system.”

“They had a system?” she asked, giggling.

“No, here,” he said, tapping her arm to point again. “This is the best part. He’s frustrated.”

That’s the best part?”

“Watch what he does.”

She watched. Superman was gone again, more impossible-to-follow motion through the crowd. Things were moving. Large things.

“He’s fixing the cars!” she said, clapping her hands together.

“He’s fixing bad parking jobs,” Batman confirmed. “Because he’s mad.” There was a brief crooked curve to his mouth.

“He moved that one to a different space!”

“Illegally parked in a handicapped spot.”

“How fun.” Wonder Woman watched the people wandering through the lot, wondered how many of them had noticed what was happening and how many had disregarded it as nothing worth noticing. “Flash is the winner of this contest, then?”

“Consistently.”

“Is there a prize?”

“Clark buys him lunch. Usually somewhere he saw on a food show, since he can’t normally do that.”

“Why not?”

“Hm?”

“Barry can run anywhere, can’t he?” she asked. “I see no reason he couldn’t run to these places on his own.”

“He doesn’t like being alone in foreign countries,” Batman explained. “It makes him anxious.”

“Oh.” She returned her gaze to the parking lot. “How nice, then, that it all works out.” She frowned. “Is this weird?” she asked. “Spying on our friends like this.”

“I don’t think I’m the right person to ask.”

“Do you do this often?” she wondered. “Watch people have fun without you?”

“Define 'often’.”

Wonder Woman held up a finger in warning. “Zatanna taught me a trick.”

“That doesn’t sound good.”

“She says that if you ask me to define the parameters, it means the answer is bad.”

Before he could respond, there was a thump.

Superman was standing on the nose of the invisible jet.

He tapped a knuckle on the glass, until Diana opened the hatch. “Hello!” she said cheerfully.

“What are you two doing here?” Clark asked.

“We’re on a date!” Diana said.

“We’re not on a date,” Batman said.

“If you’re not on a date, can you give me a ride?”

“You’re out of our way,” Batman said.

“Nah, just drop me off in Gotham,” Clark said, slipping inside the plane, awkwardly floating between the two front seats into the back.

“You don’t even need a ride,” Bruce said, having to fit himself as far as possible into the edge of his seat so that Clark would have room to get by. “You can fly.”

“Yeah, and you can walk, but I don’t see you giving up the Batmobile.” Clark made himself comfortable in the back seat as Diana closed up the plane. “I’m craving Dimitri’s.”

“You’re too sober for Dimitri’s,” Bruce said.

“I’m always sober. You’re lucky I can tell this wasn’t a real date, or I would be really creeped out by the whole spying on me thing.”

“Don’t tell Barry we know about your special thing,” Diana said, pulling the plane out of its hover to ascend. “I don’t want to ruin it for him.”

“I won’t,” Clark assured her. “Hey, you know where we should go while we’re here?”

“No,” said Bruce.

“Where?” asked Diana.

“No,” said Bruce.

“Disney World!”

“No.”

Diana gasped.

“No.”

Clark put a hand on Bruce’s shoulder. “You can’t have come all the way to Florida just to see me,” he coaxed.

“I’m banned from Walmart, strongly discouraged from visiting Disney parks, and my parents are dead. I have no other reason to visit Florida.”

ablurofcolorsandshapes  asked:

If at some point in the future you feel up for divulging trade secrets, I'd love to know how you get that sound to that sweet spot

hope you don’t mind me publishing this, i do want to share this with other people who want to achieve this effect for themselves haha. x: reminder that this is based on Adobe Audition, but if you can find a way to work with another program that’s awesome

first, import your unedited mp3 file

in the effects rack (Effects > Show Effects Rack), apply: 

1. a chorus effect with these settings

2. a tonal/parametric equalizer (tunes out higher frequencies so that only low and mid tones come through, this is the basic foundation of the From Another Room effect so it’s important)

3. reverb (to sound less flat, more echo-y)

4. db limiter/hard limiter (optional, but it helps to prevent audio levels (especially bass) from peaking. good levels are -10db to -5db depending on the song, in this example it’s -7.6 db.)

finally, apply the effects and export! also if it helps, an “underwater” preset will create a similar sound.

  • Draco: Nice robe, Granger
  • Hermione: Even if I got it at 50% off? Isn't that too cheap for you?
  • Draco: Well, I'd like them better if they were 100% off
  • Hermione: Stores can't just give away clothes for free, Draco
  • Draco: ... That's not what I meant
  • Hermione: *not listening* That would be an awful way to run a business
  • Draco: ... *gives up*

You ever think that King Il’s ghost is up in heaven and watching helplessly? 

“You’re letting her use what?” 

“You’re letting her go where?” 

“You’re letting her wear that?” 

“Hak… Hak, I trusted you…”

And the dragon gods are all, “Same, man, same.” 

Just imagine the announcers introducing Dear Evan Hansen’s performance at the Tonys and you’re watching the lights go down on the stage, waiting for the single light to go up on Ben for You Will Be Found or Waving Through A Window or something equally emotional and show stopping.

A familiar intro plays

Lights up on the Tony nominated actor you’ve been waiting the whole night to see

“DEAR EVAN HANSEN WE’VE BEEN WAY TOO OUT OF TOUCH”

anonymous asked:

In parts of the episode where nyma steals the blue lion the big flag is LITERALLY RIGHT BEHIND LANCE (made up of the bg) like the sky is pink and there's smth behind him that's purple and the ground is bluish if I had the screencaps I'd send them but it's like. That Has To Mean Something

…ok so i might of just had a realization though??

like, yeah, the bi flag colors are there

but also

one might not think that the use of color in this episode is a big deal, but with the way this episode is set up? how can you not understand the subtext here??? the moral of the story in this episode is Lance doesn’t need to go flirt with other girls because it won’t work out for him (Lance went off with Nyma, but she turned around and stole his lion), however Keith rescuing his lion and unchaining him did work out in Lance’s favor. that, paired with the bisexual flag colors in the background, AND the rainbows too

and also including the fact that Keith was really eager to get Lance out of the pod and getting upset over him not remembering their bonding moment (and also the “i cradled you in my arms!” line),

you cannot just shove all of this into one episode and tell me this doesn’t mean anything. 

and now i’m thinking back to what Jeremy Shada said about Lance maturing and eventually falling in love with someone in this interview

this right here:

that “one person you fall in love with a little bit”, my dudes, is Keith. it has to be Keith. who else could it possibly be?

you could argue it’s Allura, but she clearly has no interest in him.

but you know who does have an interest in him?

basically what i’m trying to say is i feel like this episode could be a metaphor for Lance and Keith’s developing relationship in the future seasons to come

do you ever think about the fact that you sat in front of your computer screen and watched one direction do skits, try and spectacularly fail at world record attempts, make pottery, and have a wrestling match and a runway show, and other random shit overrun with technical difficulties and a dash of jerry springer for 8 hours straight 

and then do you ever start crying when you think about how you’d literally give one of your own organs to have a 2k17 repeat

anonymous asked:

I saw you were writing a FanFiction, what I do is read other ones to get inspired. A few good ones are "you'll never know the psychopath sitting next to you", "drink responsively" and who can forget "dirty laundry" which is a great classic. I'd love to see lance talking in group chat about FanFiction. Net and like pidge searches him up and finds out he's written docs about Keith and him under different names but like they are super obvious??

lmao i read other fics to get inspired too!! i’ve read dirty laundry of course but omg i looked up the other two and omfg i’m adding them to my reading list :D

(anyway, i hope this fits your request the way you wanted lmao 💜)

now pidge just randomly comes into the chat at all hours of the day and spams their favorite quotes from lance’s fanfic and he’s just like ,,,,,,,,,, w h y 

Fake Chats #137
  • Jungkook: if I was really a cop, I'd totally arrest you.
  • Jimin: on what grounds?
  • Jungkook: of being too cute?
  • Jimin: wouldn't you just have to arrest yourself, then?
  • Jungkook: no.
  • Jimin: I think you would.
  • Jungkook: no.
  • Jimin: you're pretty cute.
  • Jungkook: but you're WAY too cute, is the point here.
  • Jimin: so you're gonna lock me up so only you can see me?
  • Jungkook: exact-, hang on. No, that's not what I mean.
  • Jimin: what do you mean, then?
  • Jungkook: see, this is precisely the sort of smug, adorable smile that will get you arrested.
  • Jimin: good thing you're not a cop then, huh?
  • Jungkook: doesn't prevent me from throwing you over my shoulder and taking you wherever I like.
  • Jimin: go ahead. I'll just steal your favorite shirts and hum your favorite songs while cuddling Tae.
  • Jungkook: that's illegal. I'll arrest you for that, too
  • Jimin: Jungkookie.
  • Jungkook: what?
  • Jimin: you're cute.
  • Jungkook: I don't like you. I'm locking you in my room.
  • Jimin: okay. Are we gonna cuddle all night? I wanna wear one of your big shirts.
  • Jungkook:
  • Taehyung: see, this is why you don't play these games with Jiminnie. He inevitably wins.
  • Jungkook: why are you always around to witness my pain?
  • Taehyung: is there really an answer to that question?

mageheart  asked:

Hey! I LOVED your Nier: Nexus art, its so well done!! I was wondering if the two keyblades in the background are canon ones or designs you made up? I'd love to see the entire things either way ! They're gorgeous ♥

Thank you so much!!! And they’re not canon, I redesigned them as greatswords, based on Oathkeeper and Oblivion :D