isn't working though

  • fanfic writer: *writing* Oh wow, they are going to love this. This is by far my best work!
  • fic: *witty lines* *perfect love making* *fluffy enough to kill us all* *a dash of angst, a smidgen of hurt/comfort*
  • fanfic writer: Oh man. This is it. This will be my legacy! *sweats into fic* *bleeds into fic* *cries into fic* *spends days perfecting the grammar and verbage and sex scenes* *has 15 betas look over it*
  • fanfic writer: Okay. It is finally time to release my baby on the world. Here you go fandom. You're welcome.
  • fandom: Ha, cute. *like* *kudos*
  • fanfic writer: :/
  • * * *
  • same fanfic writer: *writing* Whatever. This is shit, I don't even care right now. A singing squirrel? Sure, let's do it. Haha, cheesy lines that make no sense, sure. Grammatical errors out the wazoo? Why not. No one's going to read this piece of crap anyway, I literally wrote it on a scrap of 1 ply toilet paper with a broken yellow crayon.
  • fanfic writer: LOL *post*
  • fandom: OMG THIS IS THE BEST THING YOU HAVE EVER GRANTED US WITH, WHERE HAS THIS BEEN ALL MY LIFE, OMG, I NEED A SEQUEL IMMEDIATELY, PLEASE. WHAT THE. I'M NOT EVEN WORTHY. *kudosrebloglikereccomment*
  • fanfic writer: *sigh*

@awkwardfortuneteller of course i’ve seen that tweet

I sometimes like to imagine Vader meeting Leia on the Tantive IV and wondering why in the hell she seems so familiar. He’s heard of her, sure, but since Vader is not always directly involved in politics he’s never seen her before and she’s just so young. But it’s not just that, there’s something else…

I think it also bothers Vader that she is completely unbothered by him. Vader is probably used to getting the upper hand on people purely based on his appearance - especially when you consider his suit, his height, and his modulated voice - but Leia is completely unfazed. She openly defies him, she lies to his face, and she’s smug about it, too. And yet, despite all the setbacks and confusion, Vader cannot for the life of him put a finger on why she bothers him so much.

Maybe it’s the way she talks to him, or her lack of fear, or maybe it’s the youthful veracity that tinges her every dissentful remark.

Once Leia escapes the Death Star, though, Vader finds himself preoccupied with the origins of another - a certain Luke Skywalker. Not only is he the pilot credited with destroying the superweapon, but he bears the same name as him, as well as the same tutor: Obi Wan.

Vader thinks nothing of Leia, at least not until his confrontation with Luke on the second Death Star. Luke’s origins are almost a no-brainer. Once he learns of the rebel’s surname, it’s only a matter of time before he confirms that the boy was his… but there was no mention of a sister. After all, Leia was an Organa - he always knew that. Regardless of whether he followed galactic politics or not, Bail Organa had been a contemporary of Padmé’s, and royals have kids all the time, right? There was no reason for him, or anyone else for that matter, to think otherwise. But suddenly, Leia makes sense to him now. 

She looks like Padmé. She has her eyes, her hair, her same penchant for politics - but she’s not actually like her at all. She looks like her mother, yes, but she takes after him. She is as passionate and personable as Padmé, but she is fueled by the same fearless ferocity as Anakin. He sees Padmé, but all Vader can sense is himself - but a better self, an old self he left behind long, long ago. And in his son, he sees his older visage - the same youthful face framed by blonde hair, those bright blue eyes - but he senses Padmé. Luke has her kindness, her compassion, and her unending patience when it comes to others and seeing the good in them. Leia is tempestuous and argumentative, and just as impatient with the galaxy as Anakin was with the Jedi Council. 

She has Padmé’s eyes, yes, but she is also every bit of Anakin, yet a far better version of himself than he could ever possibly be.

rewatched part of sdc today with a friend and doodled some highschool boys

“Mark and the Malamute” - Digital Oil Painting

“This is why I got him; because he laughs. I thought he was laughing at all my jokes… turns out it’s my fashion sense. I stand by that green sweater!”

Mark is very loyal to his clothes. I was going to go with a modern Mark Hamill and go for a Grandpa-Chic feel… but it just wasn’t going with the rest of the series. So we have a Classic Mark instead. ^_^

If you enjoy my art, please consider subscribing to my Patreon! I am saving to buy a wheelchair lift.

9

cool suave tentacle seeks john 🍆

@wimpytentacleofficial moodboard

there are some respects (especially as regards worldbuilding) in which LOTR is a lot more nuanced and detailed than many later users of the genre conventions it helped popularize and so there’s some stuff that Tolkienesque fantasy gets criticised for that Tolkien himself doesn’t actually tend to do

there’s obviously plenty to criticise in LOTR itself, but it’s not always what seems obvious based on later examples of the genre, and it’s fascinating to see how those tropes have mutated

Imagine: getting snowed in with Loki

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

You sighed loudly as you stared out of the frosted window.  The wind was howling outside, and instead of having a nice winter vacation in the mountains, you ended up trapped in the cabin with Loki.  Admittedly, it could be much worse, and you always enjoyed time away from the other Avengers and their ‘relationship advice’, but you had hoped to be able to enjoy light snow.

Currently, Loki was on the bed across the room.  He had busied himself by reading one of his books from Asgard, but his eyes drifted to you, and he wished he had power over the weather.  You loved the snow, but not when it became too strong to enjoy.  He smiled softly at the thought of the love you held for the cold, as it often brought him comfort.  He closed his book gently and walked to your side, before wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Darling, you needn’t sulk over the storm… There are much better things we could be doing.”  He whispered, and while you shivered –not from the cold-, you simply gave him a weary smile.  You knew he was trying to distract you from the gloomy weather and the fact that you were boxed in by the snow, but you weren’t so easily fooled.  After all, you were in a relationship with the God of Lies.

“As nice as that sounds, I’m just not up for it.”  You responded, before looking back out the window. You knew Loki’s body could handle the weather if he ventured outside, but yours wouldn’t.  You leaned against Loki’s chest, and smiled softly at his comforting embrace.  Loki hummed in understanding and kissed the side of your head, his cool lips nearly feeling warm in comparison to the weather.

“At least come to bed, [Y/N]… Staring longingly outside won’t change the unfolding weather.”  He pointed out, before taking your hand and guiding you to the bed.  You rolled your eyes at him, but your heart was warmed by his actions.  Since you started dating him, Loki had grown much more considerate of your wellbeing and emotions.  The two of you supported one another, even if it was as simple as making sure Loki had the right hair care products.

“Fine… but you better not pick up your book.”  You noted with a grin, pulling a chuckle from the Jotun-Asgardian.  He pulled you down onto the soft mattress before leaning over you and trapping you between his arms.  You hummed contentedly and entangled your fingers in his long hair.  He leaned down to press his chilled lips against yours, and the dreary weather flew from your mind.  You gripped his dark locks and playfully nipped at his bottom lip, drawing a deep growl from the prince.

“Darling… with you in my arms, why would I ever need a book?”

Fanfiction.net: Hey yo remember this really old unfisnished fanfiction you did like years ago? Yeah well someone added your story to their favorites. :)
Me: -deep sigh- fuck

6

a series of unlikely crossovers:

78;

characters: Arme Thaumaturgy, Apostasia
pairing: ^ (rating: a long hug)
words: 1314
summary: Apos wants only one thing.

Keep reading

During the first Osomatsu-San seiyuu event, Yuichi Nakamura guessed during the Twitter questionnaire that Karamatsu would take a stolen bike to a deserted Island.
In Episode 15 of the show, Karamatsu fled after being arrested by a local police officer with one handcuff still around his wrist.
In the newest Doramatsu CD featuring Karamatsu and Ichimatsu as Defence Lawyers, Karamatsu admits to trespassing on school property, stealing a skateboard and breaking a window in the dead of night when he was a teenager.

Take this man to jail where he belongs.

4

I’ll give them shelter like you’ve done for me x

I thought that the lyrics to Shelter matched really well to Keith and Shiro in regards to the season 2 trailer…… but then I got carried away and made a wholeass AU out of it kinda??

youtu.be
MAEFAIL - how NOT to speedpaint
*Will probably delete later* So yeah apparently my laptop doesn't like me so now all my files are like this monstrosity. fml. *cries in corner*

The title says it all - I didn’t notice when I was recording, but after I converted all the videos to mp4 and checked through them they look like… this (but 3.5 hours worth 0=0). I think I’ve fixed the problem so it shouldn’t happen again, buuut no speedpaint I’m afraid. Unless of course you want this sliver of hell - which I could do technically but somehow I get the feeling it ain’t gonna be very useful =w=

Apologies again! (Art peice here)

In Pennsylvania seeing relatives I haven’t seen in 15 years on 3 hours of sleep and I feel like I’m hallucinating it all

Also first time sleeping without brad since fall 2014 tonight

who are you?