it was really yellow i did my best

What went down in Dislocoeur
  • Ms. Bustier: in many fairy tales the prince breaks the spell by kissing the princess, can anyone tell me why?
  • Ms. Bustier: that's not really an answer
  • Max: technically this only applies to 87% of fairy tales
  • Ms. Bustier: there's no way that number is correct
  • Ms. Bustier: maybe like 7% or 8% at most
  • Ms. Bustier: yes Rose we got that
  • Ms. Bustier: who are you even talking to
  • Ms. Bustier: are you saying that in the imperative
  • Rose: pls do the smoochy thing :( #ladynoir
  • Adrien: well I just wrote this poem time to toss it in the garbage with the rest of the fandom
  • Marinette: hmm I wonder what that hot guy threw in the trash
  • Marinette: ooh it's a poem!
  • Marinette: "roses are red, violets are violet, poetry is f**king hard, do the smoochy thing pls"
  • Chloé: hmm why is Marinette looking through the garbage
  • Sabrina: did you know there's an entire fandom in there?
  • Chloé: wow she must be really desperate
  • Max: kk Kim it's time for you to run along this route and meet your crush on a bridge
  • Kim: why is her route so convoluted
  • Max: idk but if you meet her on that particular bridge and give her this particular jewel you've got a 87% chance of success
  • Kim: there's no way that number is correct
  • Kim: maybe like 7% or 8% at most
  • Marinette: I say go for it!
  • Kim: kk, running now
  • Marinette: now imma write a poem to Adrien
  • Chloé: and imma break the hearts of a buncha tweens
  • Chloé: hey tweens! you see how fabulous I am? well I'm never gonna date you
  • Chloé: do you see what you're missing out on
  • Chloé: well that was fun anyway I hope one of you gets akumatized now
  • Chloé: b**ch I'm out
  • Kim: *goes to bridge*
  • Kim: this is the Pont des Arts, right?
  • Kim: so where did all the locks go
  • Kim: it's just panes of plexiglass
  • Kim: this is way less romantic now
  • Chloé: hey Kim
  • Kim: hey Chloé lemme smash
  • Chloé: are you for real
  • Kim: I got you blue AND yellow
  • Chloé: you're as pathetic as that meme
  • Kim: she doesn't want blue and yellow
  • Chloé: look I've got a buncha tweens clamoring after me now
  • Chloé: so you're like fourth in line at best
  • Chloé: BYE
  • Kim: what has my life come to
  • Hawkmoth: wow this is even more sad than usual
  • Hawkmoth: like, I actually feel really sorry for you
  • Hawkmoth: so here have an incredibly cool transformation
  • Dislocoeur: now we're talkin
  • Dislocoeur: I've got a bow and arrows!
  • Dislocoeur: pew pew pew!
  • Marinette: and now it's POETRY TIME
  • Alya: whaddaya got
  • Marinette: "roses are nerds, poems are easy, lemme smash pls bc I think you're hot"
  • Alya: wot
  • Marinette: wow romance really isn't all that great when you're honest about it
  • Alya: wow and here I didn't think you'd ever have enough experience with romance to figure that out
  • Marinette: ooh sweet burn
  • Marinette: btw that flying guy just shot you with an arrow
  • Alya: yeah that's where the sweet burn came from
  • Alya: and now I'm suddenly tempted to go confront Nino in a rap battle
  • Marinette: YES DO IT
  • Marinette: ok Tikki let's kick that flying guy's butt
  • Dislocoeur: hey it's Ladybug!
  • Marinette: no not yet
  • Dislocoeur: oops sorry
  • Marinette: Tikki, spots on!
  • Dislocoeur: there we go!
  • Ladybug: welp running away now
  • Dislocoeur: pew pew pew!
  • Chat Noir: hey Ladybug I've got a confession to make
  • Ladybug: look I already know you love me ok?
  • Ladybug: please don't endanger us by confessing what's already incredibly obvious when there's a supervillain trying to shoot us
  • Dislocoeur: *shoots Chat Noir*
  • Ladybug: that one's on him
  • Dislocoeur: yeah kinda
  • Chat Noir: now imma kill you
  • Ladybug: why
  • Chat Noir: because hate always wins
  • Ladybug: citation needed
  • Chat Noir: citation: the US election
  • Ladybug: ok fair point
  • Chat Noir: you just accepted anecdotal evidence as proof of a general claim
  • Ladybug: oops you're right
  • Chat Noir: now prepare to die
  • Dislocoeur: *tracks down Chloé*
  • Chloé: wow and here I thought you couldn't get any more ridiculous
  • Dislocoeur: imma shoot you now
  • Chloé: and give me the ability to make even sweeter burns than usual?
  • Dislocoeur: wait nvm that's a terrible idea
  • Chloé: wow even as a villain you can't succeed in anything
  • Dislocoeur: hey Hawkmoth can you Tier 2 akumatize me?
  • Hawkmoth: sorry buddy you're on your own
  • Ladybug: I gotta figure out how to dehateify Chat Noir!
  • Brain ghost Ms. Bustier: the prince breaks the spell by kissing the princess
  • Brain ghost Rose: DO THE SMOOCHY THING
  • Ladybug: disclaimer—the following kiss is intended solely as a means of counteracting Dislocoeur's akuma-granted ability, and should not be interpreted in any romantic or otherwise non-platonic context
  • Ladybug and Chat Noir: *do the smoochy thing*
  • Chat Noir: I don't remember any of that
  • Ladybug: good now end that f**ker
  • Chat Noir: *ends that f**ker*
  • Ladybug: well I guess we're done here

Based loosely on this older post of mine.

When the charm shop went in next door, Jack was wary. But plenty of his tomes still had the residue of charms and spells lingering in the dust between their pages, seeped into their cracked spines, and Jack managed well enough. Still, an entire store devoted to mood charms and luck potions – the idea of it alone made his skin itch.

When a sign went up above the cheerful, red awning declaring the shop “Peachy Keen,” Jack was skeptical. The name indicated to Jack that it was probably some gimmicky chain store, pretending to be quaint and local while really forcing out actual local businesses. But the sign itself looked genuinely hand-painted – it was either a very clever marketing tactic, or Jack was wrong in his assumptions.

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Some Thoughts On Supernatural 12x11, “Regarding Wasted Potential”

What a fucking missed opportunity. Dean losing his memory could have been poignant and emotional, touching upon that slow creeping horror of watching yourself or a loved one fade away.

Instead it’s played for laughs. Except not even good laughs, there was nothing funny about most of the ‘comedy’. Their attempts at making this funny just reminded me of how much better ‘Yellow Fever’ did a similar concept. I mean, Jensen tried, he really did, but the script was just a mess.

There was one notable exception to their awkward attempts at comedy, a brief bathroom scene where Dean stares into a mirror, repeating over and over “My name is Dean Winchester, same as my brother Sam Winchester. My mother is Mary Winchester, and Castiel is my best friend” but slowly losing chunks as his memory vanishes. Jensen fucking killed this scene, it was beautiful…but so out of tune with the rest of the episode around it (which again, played his memory loss mostly for laughs). But one scene cannot carry an episode.

And the staple of Dean Memory Loss fanfics (that Dean losing all that guilt and trauma and horrible memories makes him happy, and so he struggles with the loss of that happiness when he regains his memories), was poorly executed to the point where it’s barely touched upon, they just have Sam mention it and Dean shrug it off (and not shrugging it off in the “I’m Fine” way, but genuinely shrugging it off, it never even seems to affect him). I mean, THAT should have been the emotional tension, the struggle in the ep. But there’s just nothing, this episode had no structure, it was just *things* happening.

There was a “LOLrape/LOL dudes getting roofied” scene that was in incredibly poor taste and not remotely needed. They seriously played for laughs a woman being upset that she may have taken advantage of a roofied man, like it was a silly concern. What the fuck?

They felt the need to No Homo a scene where Dean rides a mechanical bull, by having a waitress half Dean’s age say how hot it made her.

Unfortunately, we revisit the mechanical bull at the end of the episode, in a scene that works about as well as nipples on armor. Had they simply shown the mechanical bull scene at the end (like the ‘Eye of the Tiger’ scene at the end of Yellow Fever), it could have worked. But oh no. No no no, they couldn’t simply do that. They had to splice it together with a silly montage of scenes of the episode we just watched, done in such a way to ruin whatever amusement I might have gotten watching Jensen ride a mechanical bull, and also make the already dumb and boring episode look SO much more dumb and boring.


Just a wasted opportunity, stuffed with failed humor, seasoned with one DAMN fine scene, and garnished with a rape joke.

detailed colour porn tutorial - scenery

This has been a tutorial that people have been asking me to do for quite a while but I simply hadn’t had the time to do. 

I’m doing more of these “colour porn” tutorials since this one will be strictly dedicated to scenery (I was going to do all in one but it’d honestly be way too big)

Here’s a few examples of gifsets in which I’ve used this kind of tutorial xx, xxxx and xx

I’m using photoshop cs5 to make this gifset (you can use other version of photoshop though) and you need a basic knowledge on how to make gifs.

We’re going to go from this

to this

and this

and this

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kaijos-orca  asked:

Hellos!! It's Jupie! May I request a Kasamatsu x Reader request where Kasamatsu introduces reader to his team (the starters) and all hell breaks loose-they all wanna sing duets with her, etc etc. Setting -at karaoke bar and no one was expecting him to bring Reader (or knew he was dating) Kise set up the event and could it be funny and very fluffy? thank you!!!!!!

Of course I can write fluff! God the Kaijou team are my precious dorks (Kasa being the biggest)

When Kasamatsu began to develop feelings for you, he had a few worries. The first being your rejection, which turned into you actually reciprocating his feelings and even knocking him over in a hug. (He still blushes just thinking about it.) 

The second was his little brothers being overbearing and demanding all your attention. (He learned you adored children, and it was easy for the four of you to spend time together.)

The final worry?? How his team would react to him dating you.

He soon learned this when Moriyama and Kise tag-teamed him, forcing him into meeting at a Karaoke bar for some team ‘bonding’. He only scoffed, shaking his head at the ridiculous thought. They’ve done lots of things together, you could call it bonding. But Moriyama just wanted to meet girls. 

Wanted to set him up.

“Are you sure this is okay?”

He looks down at you, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

“I.. I mean.. your team invited YOU, Kasamatsu-kun.. They didn’t ask me..”

He rolls his eyes, taking his free hand to lightly bop you on the head.

“I don’t care what they say. They’ll have to deal with it..” he feels his cheeks start to flare, and he lightly kisses your forehead, squeezing your hand. “D-D.Deal with us..”

Your cheeks flare, but a smile curls on your lips, and you squeeze his hand back, giggling. He looks at you once more, but you shake your head, pulling him in before he can question your reaction. 

He sees his team, having being last to arrive, and releases a sigh. Okay.. He can do this.. He continues to hold your hand, and when they all look at him, their eyes widen at seeing you, before they trail to your hands still locked together..

“H…Hey everyone… T…This is ____-chan…” he scratches his head, unsure of how to respond to their reactions.. However, before he could, their voices filled the air.

“EH?! Senpai got a girlfriend?!?! But he’s shitty with women!!!”

“W..What?! How did Kasamatsu get a girl before me?! I’m more handsome than he is!”


The only person who responded normally was Kobori, who politely shook your hand, giving a soft smile.

“Ignore the others. They’re all really happy for Kasamatsu..” he looked at the captain, who was chiding everyone for their being too noisy. “Just.. Please take care of him? He’s clueless with relationships..”

You blinked, before nodding eagerly, shaking his hand in response.

“I.. I’ll do my best!!’


Kise grabbed your hand, staring at you with bright, yellow hues.


He whined when Kasamatsu kicked him, grabbing you away from the exuberant blonde.

“WE just got here IDIOT! Let her relax and get something to drink first!”

You looked at your boyfriend, giggling at his response, before rubbing his arm.

“It’s okay Kasamatsu-kun.. If Kise-kun wants to sing, I don’t mind..”

Moriyama stares intently, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

“Shouldn’t it be Kasamatsu who sings a duet with her? They’re the ones dating…”

Kise sends a glare at Moriyama, huffing in response, “It doesn’t matter if you’re dating someone! A duet can be done with anyone!”

“I..It really doesn’t bother me…” you whisper, though you’re overthrown by Kobori, who seems more inclined with this conversation than normal.

“You shouldn’t force people into singing duets Kise.. Besides, ____ is here with Kasamatsu.. Stop trying to steal her..”

“Kobori-senpai!!! I didn’t steal ____-chan!! I’m just trying to show Kasamatsu-senpai how to handle a girl on a date… OW, OW, OW!! SENPAI!! DON’T KICK ME!!”


You were left speechless, unsure of how to react. Moriyama took advantage of that, slinging his arm around your shoulders, winking.

“Say ____-chan..  How would you feel getting away from them and going  somewhere more quiet?”

You felt your cheeks burn, but before you could respond, you were pulled into a firm chest, a glaring Kasamatsu behind you and trembling with rage. Kobori smacked his head, shaking his head.

“You’re just as stupid as Kise.. Stop making ___ uncomfortable…”

“I… I’m not really that…”

“____-chan!!! Come over he(re)!”

By the end of it, Kasamatsu had such a headache, he debated quitting basketball because these idiots were too much to handle.

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I’ve been asked to make a tutorial on how i make my icons. Before I start this, I want you to know some things.

  • English isn’t my first language so I will make mistakes. I apologize in advance and hope you’ll understand what I’m writing
  • I will add some resources to this post (good texture examples)
  • You need to have basic photoshop skills for this. 
  • I’m sorry if I can’t explain things well. I’m trying my best
  • if you wanna see my icons, check them out here 
    (ignore emo superman and mullet superman)

Ok let’s get started, my buddies.

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we-cant-pickle-that  asked:

For the muses past post: what did Ashanna like best about growing up? What did they not like about growing up?

I know the prompt didn’t really call for it, but I answered these as Ashanna since I’m trying to work on the next chapter of Antique Dreams which will switch to her POV


During Elgara’enal’sal my father and I would spend the morning preparing the halla for the event. He would weave intricate patterns through their horns with yellow ribbon while I made crowns of sunflowers for the foals that hadn’t grown their horns yet  to wear. With extras. They kept eating them.

Abbae would always keep a secret stash of flowers hidden in our aravel for the end of the day.  When I would lay down, he would throw them on me so and laugh when I was covered with baby halla climbing all over me to get at them.


The pity in their eyes after it happened. The empty words and false assurances that meant nothing. I saw their pity turn into disappointment and distrust. Liawyn found excuse after excuse not to accompany me to forage anymore, and Braven’s hushed whispers were loud enough to carry through camp. When the magic came, it was worse. 

*laughs bitterly*

A First that no one wanted. Except Deshanna. 

Elgara’enal’sal is from @priderising​‘s holiday meta. It’s really well thought out and I recommend anyone interest in fleshing out writing from a dalish perspective to check it out. 

Abbae - father. Translation by @averagesparrow

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It’s my girl Evaan!

@parvumautomaton‘s Star Wars character cross-stitch project may be my favorite fanart series ever, she’s so good at defining faces and doing clever things for hair, and always chooses great characters to stitch– and she did a piece of Evaan Verlaine, my favorite minor character, so I absolutely had to stitch it! I got a little carried away with adding my own tweaks- giving her her cool jacket, messing around with the colors, making her hair really really really shiny– and now that it’s done I’m super happy with it. ^_^


You’ll do fine, she had repeated at least thirty-seven times in the last weekend of my free life. Who said I was going to do fine? The last time someone explicitly said that to me, I puked on my friend’s boyfriend on the bus. It wasn’t a pretty sight. Thank god he knew me and he didn’t care – at least he didn’t let me see that he cared his whole pants were covered in my earlier orange juice.

I could feel my hands get clammy as I hoist my book bag higher up on my shoulder. I have been here before, multiple times to be exact, but still I could feel the bile rise in my throat as I took a few tentative steps to the sliding front doors of my new school.

It wasn’t that I was alone – no, since I had another friend who was in the same boat as I – but that didn’t mean I wasn’t scared shitless on the inside.  “Y/n!”

I turn my head to see my blonde friend jog up to me, my own pace coming to a halt to let her catch up. “Exciting, isn’t it?”

“Oh, believe me. I’m super excited. Barely slept last night.”

“Ah, I’m nervous as well. But hey, we’ll join one of the associations of the university and that’ll give us a chance to meet new people, yeah?” She had been nagging me to join one of those student associations – which mainly meant getting shit faced drunk, hook up with your fellow mates and party, party and party – and I was kind of reluctant to do so. I had been with another at my last school and although it was quite fun, it has provided me with a lot of shit to deal with.

“Look, they’re right there. At least come and get some information. I won’t force you to sign up.” My friend gives me a stupid, what she thinks is sympathetic grin and I sigh but agree none the less. Before I can even comprehend what is happening, her fingers enclose around my wrist and I’m being forcefully dragged to a castle built out of beer crates. Very mature.

“Hi. Are you here to sign up?” A lovely petite girl smiles up from her laptop as she sees us approaching. “Well I’m willing but she might need convincing.” I feel my cheeks heat up as both girls laugh at my expense, my eyes rolling visibly in their sockets as I clutch my book bag strap tightly with two hands. “Who needs convincing?”

I know my eyes have widened dramatically and I’m pretty sure my mouth is half agape as well as the tall, tan boy approaches us. His smile is bright, almost dazzling as comes to a halt and spots both of us. His eyes are dark, but still seem to keep a sparkle trapped within them. His hair is all over the place, lazy curls sticking in every direction. He averts my gaze as his hand raises to thread through those loose curls, biting my lip in shame.

“She does.” My friend points towards me and now I can really feel my cheeks flame up. I raise my head to throw the amazing handsome male a shy grin and he holds out his hand towards me. “Calum Hood, vice president of this mess here.” He chuckles as he ducks to avoid a slap to the shoulder from the girl who greeted us upon arrival. “Y/n, unsure if I want to be part of this mess.” I grin in return and I see Calum’s eyes sparkle, a huge, beaming smile etching onto his lips.

“Well, I know at least one hundred reasons for you to join us. Do you have time?” He winks and I can’t help but suck my bottom lip between my teeth. “Actually, we don’t.” My friend answers for me and I am shooting daggers at her right now, but I think she does this for her own amusement.

“Then I suggest you sign up and I’ll personally show you at the great reasons. How about that?” Calum smiles at me and he turns the laptop around, a form ready for me to fill in.

“Oh, very tempting, Mr. Hood.” I smirk as I cross my arms over my chest, raising my eyebrows as I unintentionally lick my lips – okay, maybe it was with some intention.

Calum grins even brighter – if that was possible- and he taps the top of the laptop.

“I haven’t ever been otherwise, Y/n.” I give up my attempt of counteracting and start typing my name in the premade slot. “You better wow me.” I raise back to my feet after filing in every personal detail they want from me, puling at my strap again as my friend cheers next to me.

“We have a barbecue tomorrow to meet all the new pledges. I’m very excited to see you there tomorrow, Y/n.” Calum winks as he gives me a flyer along with a goodie bag every new pledge receives upon enrolment. “Likewise, Calum.” I smile shyly as my friend starts pulling me away from the table and away from my new crush.


“Ah, come on Y/n. At least admit that you have a huge crush on the guy.. You better wow me? Is that your lame attempt at flirting?” She thankfully - for her at least - is quick enough to dodge my outstretched arm, ready to smack her across the head. I can’t help but let the agitation show upon my features, which only draws at snort from my friend’s lips.

“Who wanted me to pledge? Hm, wait let me think. Ah yeah, you!” I roll my eyes in frustration, deep breath flowing past my almost closed lips.

“Are you wearing more make up than usual?” She starts laughing as soon as I hit the brake, thankfully there wasn’t a soul to be found in the empty streets.

“I swear to God if you make fun of me one more time I might ditch you in a trench where you belong.” I almost growl, only to my friend’s amusement, of course.

“And, I’m telling you this once more…” I trail off, hoping to catch her attention long enough that she would comprehend my words while already being slightly intoxicatdd, “I’m leaving at eleven, sharp. I have class tomorrow and I can’t bear to miss a single one.”

She keeps silent, probably in her mind cussing me out for being such prudish, but I’m just not here to throw my life and more importantly, throw my own and my parents’ money away. The bass is thumping, the sound emanating from the rather large white and yellow tent at the back of the grass. I must admit, these people really did their best for their pledges… Until the baptism that is.

“Ah, Y/F/N and Y/N! I’ll show you around. The girl at the desk yesterday, which I now learnt was Joanna, quickly guides us throughout the various spaces of the tent and where to retrieve snacks and drinks is our last stop. "Just the girl I was hoping to see, our eternal doubter.” I hear his deep, soothing voice behind me and I can’t help but smile up at him as I feel his hand rest on the small of my back.

“Calum you’ve already met.” Joanna chuckles and I nod my head, involuntarily leaning towards his taller frame. “Come on, I’ll inteoduce you to some of the other members.” Joanna smiles and I feel Calum tense as I lean further away from him. “Actually, can I borrow Y/n for a second? I did promise her at least one hundred reasons to join, after all.”

Anyone in the room notices the smirk Calum is sporting at this exact moment and with a wink from Y/F/N they’re off and we’re alone.

“So you didn’t expect me to come, did you?” I raise an eyebrow as I let him guide me to the back entrance of the tent, holding it open for me to pass through.

There’s two rather old, tattered and ine pensive chairs along by a smouldering barbecue.

“Honestly, I expected a mail in my inbox this morning regarding your deregistration.” Calum shrugs his shoulders before he lets himself fall down lazily. “Oh, you underestimate me. I like a challenge.”

“I didn’t know I would be considered a challenge?” Calum seems amused as he speaks, but at the same time he lets his guard down enough for me to sneak through. “Ah, sorry. I meant this mess, not you.” I wink and bite my bottom, lipstick coated lip before I sit down next to him myself.

“Women. Unbelievable.” Calum may roll his eyes, but his giant grin breaking through suggest he feels otherwise. “What made you join?”

“Can’t you see? I’m your typical frat boy out of the stories. Always drunk, always partying…” When he trails off, I raise my eyebrows and wait for him to continue. It may be a little bit true, but that wasn’t his initial reason and I know it.

“I came here, on my own. Everyone went to study closer to home and I wanted to see the world. It really helps with making friends, you know?” He smiles and I slowly nod my head, crossing my arms over one another due to the small breeze that had formed.

Without another word, he rids himself of his jacket and drapes it over my shoulders. He stays close as he waits for me to speak. “I know. There’s nothing as horrible as feeling completely alone. It’s a terrifying feeling.”

“I’m sure you’ll fit right in here. I, at least, think you’re wonderful.” Calum leans even closer and I can feel my cheeks flame at his sweet, gentle compliment.

Calum’s pointer finger and thumb grasp my chin and keep me firmly locked in place. Even if I wanted to, there was nowhere left to turn. Not that I would want to when his beautiful, deep brown eyes were focused on me and only me. He licks his lips as his eyes flit towards my own. I’m almost desperate for him to kiss me, but not desperate enough to iniate something so close after meeting somebody.

I can feel his breath on my lips and his eyes are drifting closed. My own lips part ever so slightly so his bottom lip would fit between my own before we are crudely interrupted.

“Calum? It’s uh - time to have your speech.” The guy states awkardly before he disappears back inside and leaves us to it. Calum sighs. This guy very well knew what he had disturbed. “Maybe I’ll see you later.” Calum grants me a lopsided smirk before he pushes himself upright. Within a few seconds he’s out of sigt but definitely not out of mind.

“Y/n, it’s eleven.” I hear Y/F/N chirp behind me and I mumble something resembling okay before I push myself onto my feet and back inside.

If you want a second part of this.. 
Maybe even multiple parts? Depending on what you’d want!
Let me know! xox

The Results of Looking Through my first Hobbit Book...

… the one I got as a present for my 8th birthday. It’s a Russian translation of several English stories for children (The Hobbit was my favourite, Peter Pan a close second, and it’s obvious from the way the pages look), and it used to have small black-and-white illustrations at the beginning of each chapter.

However, at that age I strongly disliked “colourless” illustrations - so of course I decided to “fix” them.

The first one, at the beginning, still looks nice:

​Here’s Bilbo in the first chapter, with overly red cheeks and bright blue smoke. But as I just noticed there’s a line about Hobbits liking to dress in green and yellow, so kudos to little me for keeping that in mind.

The Dwarves all got sufficiently colourful cloaks. It’s really not surprising they were noticed by every single enemy they encountered.

Then there’s an Elf of Rivendell (who probably looks best), a really colourful goblin, and an Elf of Mirkwood (who would’ve looked better if i hadn’t used a yellow text marker for his hair, skin, cloak and the torch):

Of course, I generally liked that yellow text marker way too much. You see, my parents were using it to mark keywords at the time. I didn’t care about keywords at all and did this:

While not every page looks like that, there are a lot. Most of them, really. At some point the text marker ran out and I continued with a yellow pencil. I still remember feeling really smart and grown-up because it seemed like such an adult thing.

Here’s Smaug setting Esgaroth on fire. For some reason, he is green this time. With lilac wings. Look, it’s not absurd at all for dragons to be able to change colours like chameleons!

Then we have these warriors with their lovely pink and yellow armour:

The Battle of the Five Armies:

The elf’s red hair means I’ve predicted Tauriel! (On the other hand, this looks like it might be Maedhros, if you ignore that he has no way to be there). It’s also interesting how I gave everyone the same liver problems admittedly horrible skin color. Of course, the goblins already looked more like the other species than in most other depictions, the major difference is their hateful expression (and their fashion :D). I like how it shows they’re evil and hated because of what they are like on the inside, not because of the way they look. (The idea of a completely evil race is still problematic, but less so if they don’t look that much uglier than the good guys.)

The last interesting illustration is this one with Thranduil, Bilbo, and Bard:

I really did have some weird thing for pink armour (with some green parts). Also, Bard is… Blueb(e)ard. But hey, I made Thranduil blond. I’m so good at predictions :)

Anyway, all this shows how much I loved that book, and it’s absolutely not surprising that I’m in the Tolkien fandom now.

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Rules: Answer the 11 questions the tagger sets, tag 11 people, and ask them 11 questions

i was tagged by the amazing @honeybadgersrock   

1. Favourite album?  

Probably The very best of The Smiths because it has all my fave smiths songs. also really loving digital druglord rn tho

2. Favourite colour?

Yellow and purple

3. Hogwarts house?

idk that much about harry potter but my brother says im a Slytherin so that i guess

4. Favourite character?

Sana from Skam. she my queeeeeen

5. Favourite lyric? 

idk maybe “You know I’ll try to paint the skies blue forever
If I can”

6. Favourite snack?

do petit filous count as snacks

7. Cute things you did when you were little?

idk i didnt do cute things. i used to snap peoples glasses and cigarettes in half tho.

8. Place you want to live when you’re older?

Definitely New York

9. Favourite flower?


10. If you could have any animal as a pet what would it be?

a panda. theyre adorable 

11. Happiest memory?

when me and my group of friends all dressed up as the girl squad skam for my friends birthday. (we look kinda like them idk its weird) we like recreated one of the pics it was a great day


1. Favourite place ?

2. Favourite  TV show?

3. Last book you read?

4. What do do think youll be doing in 10 years?

5. If you could only eat one meal for the rest of your life what would it be?

6. Favourite film?

7. What was your first URL? 

8. Are you squeamish?

9. What are you passionate about?

10. Favourite drink?

11. How many hours of sleep do you usually get ?

i tag @sarahmarieworld @pokepals052 @plants–friends @lilakennedy @not-a-witty-url @totallyatrashmammal @fxdhla @pinkdragonfruit @kevinthespudtato @yourpukhtanaukht @sakura—blossom 

feel free to ignore

Tagged by @peanutable​, wowwie!

Let’s see here…

Nickname/s : Rue, Ru, D

Zodiac sign : Scorpio

Height : I’m 5′0″-5′1″ or 160cm

Last thing you googled : Info about Bendy and the Ink Machine 

Favorite music artist : I really love Muse! But… if we can include other non-commercial artists… and also include fan artists.. I also love Dorked (they do Inverted Fate AU!) and LucasPucas (works on a lot of Undertale music). I really just think they are the best around.

Songs stuck in my head : Legit, “Forlorn” from Undertale Yellow is stuck in my head. (Did I mention I am obsessed with Undertale fan music?)

Last movie you watched : Teen Titans: The Judas Complex. I actually enjoyed it, though I think the show was better in how it handled Terra and stuff… They had a lot to cover in this film, and I think it could have possibly worked better as a two parter.

What are you wearing right now : A gray dress with short sleeves.

Why did you choose your URL? : I am working on a fanfiction called BitterBlossoms! The universe seemed interesting enough to be its own AU. Thus “Official BitterBlossoms AU” was born.

Do you have a another blog: I did, but I don’t use it anymore. It’s tied to my job as a librarian, so I can’t share it, cause I am still from the internet generation of “keeping my IRL and OL sep.”

What did your last relationship teach you? : Ohh, my last relationship was like… years ago. Like 6+ years ago. I am married now… so let me be like an old woman and say that you shouldn’t date assholes. That is what my last relationship taught me. You’d think it would be an obvious thing, but I think everyone (male, female, or other) has made the mistake of staying with someone who was not right for them. If you have a bad feeling in your gut, evaluate it, and revisit the relationship. If you still feel bad about it, then you need to leave. If your partner (or partners depending) scares you… RUN NOW.

Religious or Spiritual? : I am atheist and areligious (there are some atheistic religions, I was told). I have respect for most beliefs as long as they don’t hurt anyone!

Favorite color? : Blue and purple and gray~~

Average hours of sleep? : LOL………… maybe 6?

Lucky numbers : 3, and all numbers divisible by 3!

Favorite characters? : THE GREAT PAPYRUS (you may not know this from my fanfiction, but I like Papyrus better than Sans LOL), Giroro (omg Peanutable and I have similar tastes XD), literally every character in the main cast of Ouran High School Host Club, Eleanor and Park from… Eleanor & Park (YA book, highly recommend), Cather from Fangirl (YA book, same author as E&P! Both written by Rainbow Rowell), The fake Neil Patrick Harris from Harold and Kumar, and Wally West (every version of him in DC’s animated universe. Not caught up on TV yet, but probably will love him too).

How many blankets do you sleep with? : Sometimes none, but usually at least one or two. Depends on how hot I feel! I run a bit warm…

Dream Job/Career? : I actually worked my dream job for a while, but it was at the wrong library system! I would love to be a Teen Librarian again, but for now, I am happy with what I got… but truth be told… I CANNOT WAIT UNTIL I AM RETIRED!!

So now I gotta tag some peeps? Here you are: @wickedhex​, @apdubtalia, @eminiasian

Feel free to do this too! (Or not!)

13. Imagine spending Christmas in Hogwarts with your best friend Newt

Originally posted by hardyness

“It’s for you” your shy friend Newt gave you a small package wrapped in yellow paper

“Did you make it?” you tried on clumsily made scarf with embroidered nifflers

“Yeah. This year we decided to made gifts by ourselves. Remember?” he smiled while his eyes wandered beyond you

“I know. I really like this creatures. Nifflers, right?. And I’m sorry, but my gift isn’t hand maded. I just couldn’t help myself.” your eyes shined as you took out little box from your pocket. It was full of little holes.

Newt slowly opened box. Inside it were little tree and a sleeping young Bowtruckles

“You know that it’s illegal. How did you get them?”

“Oh Newt. You know that I have my ways” you blinked and your friend hugged you tight

Originally posted by mitten

*not my gifs*

rosyyrose  asked:

🌟 I like kenobvi personally

hi there! you’re actually supposed to follow me before i answer this but i’ll let it slide. i’d really appreciate it if you did follow me though. i’m an idiot who didn’t realize you already followed me. again, SO SORRY

alignment: jedi | grey jedi | sith
lightsaber color:
blue | green | red | yellow | white | purple | orange
homeworld: coruscant | tatooine | naboo | mandalore | alderaan | bespin | endor | jedha
human | twi’lek | pantoran | togruta | rodian | zabrak | clawdite
shaak ti
best friend:
boba fett

compliment: i’m guessing your icon is you and you’re really pretty! your theme is also really cute with all the stars. thanks for reblogging my edits & voting!

want one?

Come in from the Cold

It’d been a long day in the diner, far busier than normal. I finally had a moment to clean up, and was taking full advantage. Wonder what all the bustle is about… Maybe it would be a good idea to hire someone on full-time. I mused, sweeping up behind the bar as customers quietly bustled around, warm laughter spilling from the corners of the room. I smiled, shaking my head softly. There were few places in the Underground that I enjoyed more.

“Grillbz! Hey, look!” I lifted my gaze curiously as Q waved a wing towards my face, leaning over the bar and pointing the same wing to the door with an excited grin. “Look your boyfriend’s here!”

Keep reading

I took a break from my other project to work on this thing I’ve had in my folder for a wee bit. 

Idk if most of you know, but I’m a huge fan of @robotspacejelly and especially her Band Leader Noodle AU. Miss Noodle is an old, beautiful bird. And I actually think about that AU a lot. Like what would Miss Noodle wear in the videos (my mind is always on fashion). Obviously, since her’s and Murdoc’s roles are flipped, her Dirty Harry outfit draws a lot from him (though I did keep the yellow bandana that’s around her neck in the original one and put it on her arm). 

I had messaged the creator of the AU and asked if I could draw Miss Noodle, so here we have a phase 2 Miss Noodle. 

Not my best but meh. I like it.

Also a big congrats to @robotspacejelly and @mcvveigel for their engagement! I’ve been following them both for a while and they’re always a delight to have on the dash! Both incredible artists and I’m just really happy for you guys! 

anonymous asked:

Those fighting hcs hurt so bad. Can you write hcs about them making up after a fight???

Uh oh, this gonna get hella fluffy:

  • Sirius would find Remus in the common room, studying or doing homework, hunched over a round table all alone.
  • He would stand there for a while, watching him from behind, trying to get up the courage to go talk to him but so afraid that he would once again not talk back
  • Finally he’d glance down at the little flowers he was holding, each chosen carefully
  • They weren’t much, but they were the prettiest in the Green House and Remus deserved the best of everything.
  • He huffed out a long breath before forcing his feet to move
  • He sat down in the chair next to Remus too hard and banged his knee
  • “Shit!”
  • That was not what he wanted to say first
  • Sirius gulps and stares at Remus, waiting, begging him to look up
  • But he stubbornly keeps scribbling his essay, his quill scratching the parchment the only sound in the room
  • Sirius, his hand visibly shaking a little too much for his liking, places the first of the flowers on the table: the small, white one
  • Remus’ quill stops moving, but he doesn’t look up
  • “White’s the color of peace…” Sirius clears his throat. He desperately hopes he’s going to remember everything correctly, “Or at least that’s what Lily’s book said… Anyway, it’s what it represents. I- I definitely want to make peace with you… I miss you, Re.”
  • Remus’ hand tightened on his quill but he didn’t look up
  • Sirius continued
  • He picked the orange flower
  • “Happiness… It’s pretty obvious I guess but I’ll say it anyway. Before Hogwarts, before Prongs and Wormtail… before you, I can’t remember ever feeling happy- I mean truly happy. I was a disappointment to my family, I was considered a traitor. I was called one so much I almost started to believe it.. But you showed me, Moons.” His voice wavered but he smiled (a bit watery) despite the heaviness of the topic, “Remember? The night we first kissed- best bloody night of my life,” He laughed wiping rather roughly at a tear that was escaping down his cheek, “Merlin, if I knew I was gonna cry I probably would have been quicker about this whole thing..”
  • But the truth was he just missed his Moony so much
  • “You were the first to make me believe that I wasn’t the fucking scum of the Earth. I’ll never be able to thank you enough for that… I’ll never be able to understand what I did to deserve you as a friend, honest.”
  • Remus’ grip was now so tight on his quill his knuckles were white and Sirius was sure it was going to snap
  • He wiped some more at his eyes and put the third, yellow flower on the table, wishing desperately that Remus would just look at him
  • But he remained frozen in his original position
  • “Friendship. ‘s yellow… You’re my best friend, Moons.. You really are. A bit more than that, actually… Hopefully.”
  • He bit his lip, trying to swallow past the lump in his throat as he put the fourth and final flower on the table: a deep red one. The most important.
  • “I hope you know what this one means. I really do because if you don’t, I’ve been doing something terribly wrong.”
  • It was then that Sirius saw the wet splotches that were appearing on Remus’ parchment, smearing his still fresh ink.
  • Sirius, thankful that Remus was even hearing him, suddenly found himself on his knees on the floor, clutching Remus’ tear stained face in both hands to finally, finally get him to look at him
  • For the first time in what felt like months, Remus’ golden eyes connected with Sirius’ dark ones, both shining with tears.
  • “It means I love you, Moons. Because I do, I love you so much. And I’m so sorry… I love you so much.”
  • Remus was quiet for a moment, just looking at Sirius with big, sad eyes, before he let out a sob, barely able to draw back a shaky breath to say,
  • I love you too.”
  • And he dropped to the floor and right into Sirius’ arms, a place he had missed so bad it hurt.

anonymous asked:

Hey, firstly I want to say I really like your bog. You got the characters very good! My prompt: could you do number 6 with Derek Hale please? Thx! :)

A/N: Aw, thank you! My first official request!

I do not own Teen Wolf or it’s characters. Sadly.

Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?


It had been a really long day. And really crappy day. This day has just sucked.

All you wanted to do was take a nap. You had smacked Stiles’ arm when he joked about being cuddle buddies. Flipped off Scott when he asked if you needed a teddy bear to keep away the monsters, adding a flash of your yellow eyes for good measure.

Walking down the hall in the middle of all your friends you groaned, stomping your feet slightly, reminiscent of a five-year-old throwing a tantrum. “Why did they cut out nap time?! That was my best subject. Straight A’s.”

“I think you mean ‘z’s,” Stiles said before hanging his head and imitating a snore.

The pack meeting was boring as hell and you kept nodding off, waking with a scowl to Lydia flicking the bottom of your shoe where they rested in her lap as you spread out on the couch in the loft. Stiles flicked your forehead from the seat next to you, freezing and slowly backtracking as you opened only one eye menacingly slow to glare at him. “Sorry. It looked fun,” he mumbled, settling into his chair with a put off look toward Lydia.

The training portion was never ending, and all of you hurt despite your ability to heal, so ignoring Derek’s calls to your back as you made your way towards his room, you went into his bathroom, stripped, and got in the shower, letting the hot water just pound on your shoulders.

Wrapped in a surprisingly soft towel and barely able to keep your eyes open, you ignored the sounds of training continuing in the other room and laid down on Derek’s bed, curled up in a ball, falling fast asleep.


You woke up to snickering, your mind heavy with the remnant fog of sleep. Rolling towards the sound you were greeted with a grumpy Derek, arms crossed across his chest, and the rest of the pack behind him.

“What?” You asked tiredly, stretching with a yawn. You heard him shooing away the rest of your friends. “Damn, Derek. Why do you keep it so cold in here? It’s like an ice box.”

“Yeah. I noticed.” Looking toward him questioningly, you scowled as he looked pointedly at your chest. Suddenly you realized you were feeling drafts in places not meant to ever be drafty. A ring of laughter sounded from the other room, and you thought you heard high fives exchanged.

Somehow you had rolled out of the towel in your sleep, and were now sprawled haphazardly, naked, across the top of Derek Hale’s bed.

“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?” He asked, cool as a cucumber, his face unreadable.

“Not particularly,” you said haltingly, wanting to cover yourself but frozen in mortification.

Sighing, Derek turned around and you gathered the towel around you quickly. “Sorry, I just, um. I took a shower, and…. I must have…. In my sleep…..” He turned back to you, eyebrow raised, smirking. “I needed a nap, okay?”

He passed by you on the way to the shower. “Hey, I’m not complaining. Just next time give me a little heads up.” He smirked at your jaw hanging open in shock. Reaching out, he pulled the towel off from around you and you scrambled to cover yourself as best you could, but he had already turned around, closing the bathroom door as he spoke. “Oh, and I’ll be needing this.”