look at the price difference though

I think one of the main reasons why Dean as a character speaks to me and fascinates and moves me is based in how he imo defies stereotypes, categories and labels. Of course you could attribute certain characteristics to him, but to me the decided difference and important aspect is that with Dean it’s not an “either-or”-thing, he isn’t “one or the other” or “this or that”. He is a lot of things that many people tend to categorize, label and see and treat as mutually exclusive. Though they really aren’t at all - Dean Winchester proves it (and so do tons of real actual people too):

Many characters within Supernatural have focused on Dean’s “good looks”, even tried to make him uncomfortable or insecure about it and paid the price for mistaking Dean as “just a pretty face”. And that’s what I love about Dean. He can be tender and sweet in one moment and a badass and ultra skilled and badass hunter in the next. He isn’t ashamed to show emotions, has been crying openly on many occasions and has proven to be a very sensitive and empathetic person and at the same time he can be relentless, unforgiving and bottling up his emotions. He is a tough as all hell hunter and skilled fighter and yet has managed to preserve some childlike glee and is not ashamed to admit that he gets starstruck when he meets his childhood hero and favourite wrestler or with incredible passion delves into LARPing. These aspects aren’t a product of uneven and lackluster writing (most of the time - of course there are exceptions), it’s the reason why Dean imo is one of the most layered and facetted fictional characters that’s ever been created (and part of the depth Dean has is absolutely due to Jensen’s ability and talent) and fascinates many people (partially because he serves almost as a “canvas” that many people can project themselves into an find something in Dean that they can relate to or latch onto for lack of a better word).

He proves and shows that there is no discrepancy between being a tough guy when the situation calls for it and an incredibly empathetic and sensitive person at the same time. None of those things have anything to do with gender or sexual orientation, but simply with the character of a person. And I love that about Dean. I love that even though he is being confronted with labels left, right and center and certainly also uses them himself (we all do consciously or subconsciously) he is much more than he himself is aware of - though Dean has become quite self reflective over the years. But mostly I think he ain’t someone to overthink himself, he just is. He is a guy who loves his car and a couple of beers and whisky, but he is also someone who likes to dress nicely and appreciates a home cooked meal. And this diversity, this amount of to some people whether in RL or fictional life “seeming” conflicting character traits aren’t standing in any opposition to each other at all. They just make one pretty well rounded character. A character I fell in love with faster and harder than with any other fictional character before.

anonymous asked:

grantaire's like this hobo, hipster creature and dresses like a homeless person and no one asks him about it because you just don't so they just assume he's homeless but whenever the amis is faced with a financial problem he's just "ok ill handle that" and he actually owns an island or something

Heir to a corporate mogul is one of my favourite Grantaire headcanons ohmygod y’all don’t even know, just imagine everyone misunderstanding Grantaire even though he’s not exactly trying to hide his wealth, like:

“Where are you staying tonight?” // “I don’t know, we’ll see?” 

And people assume he’s homeless, and taking turns crashing at a different friend’s house every few nights, but in actuality, he just isn’t sure which penthouse he wants to spend the night in yet, probably whichever one is closest to where he gets drunk at though?

When he shows up in a hella expensive suit for Feuilly’s art exhibition: “Dude, that suit looks dope? How much did you get it for?” // “I don’t know, I just took it?”

And they low-key assume he either 1) stole it, 2) borrowed it off someone, when really, he’s just rich enough to shop without having to check price tags?

Oooh, when he picks up the tab for the amis at a bar: “It’s fine, it’s really not much.” // “…..should we try to pay for this? I know R used to work here, but can he really get this much money written off?” 

When really, Grantaire’s just passing his credit card to the bartender, not even bothering to ask for the bill, because it’s not like he’s the one paying his credit card bills, and really, this money is peanuts to his family. 

Think of love like a tattoo.
Many people do not agree with tattoos just as many people do not agree with love. In some cases, when you are an experimental teenager, your mother will get irritated by the fact that you put something so bold on your body. But, she fails to remember that tattoos are not always permanent. There are temporary tattoos just like there are temporary relationships. We are aware they are temporary which makes it so bittersweet. As though you got the chance to experience something beautifully different until it is washed away in the hot steam of the shower. As you get older you start thinking about the permanent tattoos. How it looks so effortlessly comfortable on your skin for a handful of years until one day you start to second-guess it. You begin wondering if you should have done more thinking about this tattoo or maybe you got it when you were too young and naive. Luckily there is tattoo removal and although the price is bigger than your actual wallet, the outcome mitigates the process. Only to find out that you want a different tattoo and the vicious cycle starts all over again.
The point is that loving someone or something stays with us forever. We cannot get rid of those memories, good or bad. All we can do is accept it and move on. Removing the person from your life will help but there will always be a scar from the time in your life when you loved so passionately that you wanted it permanently. Until the passion dies out and you cannot bear to look at the art anymore.
—  Love & Other Tattoos | a.f.
Harry Styles - Servant In Your House Imagine

[I changed it a little - she’s not a princess but still considered royalty, if that’s okay. This is an interesting and quite different one. It’s long and probably my favorite thing I have EVER written. haha. I just wanted to keep writing and didn’t want it to end.. I hope that you enjoy!!]

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anonymous asked:

THAT OMEGAVERSE AND DAD-TO-BE TODOROKI 😍 Could I request one where Alpha!Bakugou becomes overprotective of his preggy mate? Keep up the awesome writing! ❤️

I love the omegaverse requests. I’m glad you guys like what I’m doing with it. I highkey love Bakugou as the crazy, overprotective alpha. Basic a/b/o explanation

Bakugou has always been protective of his omega. Even before the two of you bonded, Bakugou was always wary of alphas who approached you. Growling and snarling at anyone who looked at you, Bakugou usually sent other alphas running with one glare even though you were quite capable of handling yourself. Things are changing though. Your stomach is starting to bulge. The skin around your center is pulled taunt while stretch marks wrap around your sides. Your movements are becoming slower, and your had generally become more lethargic. Bakugou can see his little omega becoming heavy with life, heavy with his pups.

Meaning that the only thing on his alpha mind is caring for and protecting his omega. Which also means that you aren’t allowed to do anything or go anywhere without the protective presence of your alpha.

Bakugou stands next to you as you look through the ice cream selection. Drumming your fingers on your round stomach, you hum as you contemplate which flavor to buy. Your mate is holding the small basket as he passes time by glaring at alphas who are trying to peak over at you. Even though you are swollen with his pups and wearing one of his hoodies, your scent is as potent and sweet as ever, drawing alphas near you. And Bakugou is not having this. Not today.

You bend over and reach for a pint near the bottom of the refrigerator. Bakugou’s face twitches when he sees some dumb-ass punk looking at your ass. That’s fucking it. He takes the basket and launches at the young man’s face with an added explosion. You hum comparing the prices between two different brands as your mate throttles some dumb guy for ogling you.

“Babe,” you call, “can I have the basket, please?”

Bakugou is by your side in an instant, offering the plastic basket to you. You smile at him and place both pints into the small hamper. Bakugou wraps his arm around your shoulder as he leads you to the cash register, still holding your basket for you. Bakugou snarls as he steps over the defeated male. Alphas are all brash, arrogant, fuckers who think they are entitled to omegas. Who knows what that bastard would’ve done if he wasn’t there? He doesn’t want to think about it. All he knows is that you won’t be returning to this corner store. Not without the protective presence of your alpha. 

pphew! sorry for the late reply to these >.< i figured id just reply to all these in one post with some pics. Below are the watercolors i use and the the gold paints (keep in mind those pics i posted were like first attempts @_@ im still getting used to these…)

The water colors are Mjello Mission Gold Watercolors in the 34 tube set and the gold palette are the FineTec Artist Mica Watercolors in the Pearl set. 

Now I’ll state first– both these sets are kinda pricey. The FineTec palette (about $27) is so worth it though because it comes in different golds and one tube of gold gouache is usually like $9 each or more depending on the amount of mica, so def worth the price and variety.

Below: from lightest to darkest on ivory tinted paper [Silver, Moon Gold, Gold Pearl, Arabic Gold, Tibet Gold, & Inca Gold] they look SUPER outstanding on black paper as well!

my fav is the richest one, the Inca Gold.

They are super nice, but if you plan on getting them, they are super HARD palettes! It’ll take a lot of scrubbing to get them activated and to have that nice gouache-like thickness, so if you don’t want to ruin your nice brushes, I def recommend getting some Ox Gall. Adding a drop or two of this will get them activated in no time, and with a nice opaque thickness. (the brand I have below they dont sell anymore, but other brands still make it)

As for the water colors, ehhh i feel weird cuz those vegetas were like my first attempts with this brand. Ive always used the Sakura Koi 24 color set palette because theyre super nice and super cheap (like $20) and Ive had them for years. I only got these because I wanted higher-grade watercolors in tubes. But they are very expensive, but for good reasons: they have a lot of pigment, which makes them so vibrant and bright and theyre designed to be very close to natural colors, not to mention theyre so SMOOTH when painting and they’ll probs last me forEVER because you get so much color with very little water.

(opera is best color IMHO) here’s a color chart I made (that took FOREVER btw) to give you an idea how beautiful they are and how many nice colors they make

so yea! those are the paints I used for those particular pics. Course if you would like a nice, cheap watercolor recommendation that works pretty well, Sakura Koi’s are a fantastic substitute. …..SORRY IF THIS WAS LONG i just akdfhalkfhd i like talking about traditional media..lol. hope this was at least a little informative >.< if anyone has questions or wants some recommendations (while also saving some money) feel free to ask! I’ll help in any way i can with what i know, cuz despite posting mostly digital art, I am a traditional art supply FANATIC. 

anonymous asked:

I feel like most of the criticism around andromeda is just circle jerking. Like yeah they have made mistakes that a Triple A studio shouldn't have made but mostly that can be fixed in patches. I'm genuinely enjoying the game and the conversations do feel natural, with awkward silences and all. I think that people forget that 6.5-7.5 is still above average, and in the range of "good"

the main problem is that patches or not, no studio should get away with selling an unpolished product for full price, so even though the criticism is overshadowing that the game outside of its problems is still good and fun, they deserve to get backlash for things that were done sloppily 

it’s the only way they learn that it’s not being accepted anymore, also ratings wise on average big budget titles get way too many points for just hitting the marks of what a triple A title needs to include / look like at minimum, what else they bring to the table makes the difference between a 7 or a 9

When you’re dating Dino (SVT) but Rocky (ASTRO) likes you too

Thank you so much for requesting~ I enjoyed writing this since I finally got to write something with Chan in it >u< Thank you again and please tell me if this is to your liking!

okay jesus it’s been weeks since i last wrote something fluffy so i hope this aint too awkward but yeah yeah THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS REQUEST I LOVE THIS CONCEPT UGH TuT

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Fluff with a teeny tiny bit of angst ><

Requested by anon who saved my day with this request TuT ♥

Originally posted by starry-dino

You couldn’t help but smile when the door opened in front of you and you were greeted by a familiar face.

”Oh, _____!” Seokmin greeted you with his wide signature smile.

“Long time no see,” you said and he nodded in agreement.

“Chan! Your girlfriend has arrived!” he announced loudly and let you inside the waiting room.

Everyone greeted you with smiles and you did the same to them. When you spotted Chan, your smile grew even wider.

“Noona can’t I just-“

“Sit still!” the woman doing his hair said sternly, earning a pout from the boy.

You giggled and decided to not interrupt the two, knowing the hairstylist wouldn’t like it. Instead, you turned and walked over to the rest of the performance unit that was rehearsing for the collaboration performance they had that night with some other amazing dancers.

“I can’t wait to see the performance,” you sighed, looking at how sharp their moves were. “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you guys perform live.”

Soonyoung grinned. “The performance is going to be awesome.”

“I don’t doubt that,” you chuckled.

“Yo,” Mingyu appeared next to you and ruffled your hair, earning a frown from you.

“Don’t do that,” you said and pushed his hand away which he responded to with a laugh.

“_____ have you eaten yet?” Jeonghan asked from the other side of the room.

“No, I was in such a rush to come here that I couldn’t eat anything,” you said and the boys let out chuckles.

“Our maknae chose the right girl!” Mingyu said with a teasing tone.

“Don’t praise her for skipping a meal!” Chan who had finally finished getting ready appeared next to you with a frown.

Mingyu just grinned in response.

“Let’s go find you something to eat,” your boyfriend dragged you out of the crowded room before you could resist. “Seriously, _____,” he said immediately after he had closed the door behind him. “You should take better care of yourself,” he lectured you with a slight frown.

“I’m sorry,” you apologized with a small smile. “I just couldn’t help it. It’s been two weeks since I last saw you all, I was too excited.”

He couldn’t stay angry at you when you smiled like that so he just let out a sigh and grabbed your hand. “I know,” he said and you two started walking to the nearest vending machine to get you a snack or something.

You passed by some idols and you greeted each other politely. The public knew that Chan was dating but from his request, your identity hadn’t been revealed. He wanted to protect you from all the stalking and hate. You two had managed to avoid paparazzi and crazy fans.

“Have you slept?” you asked him and he nodded.

“Enough,” he said. “I’m not tired so it’s okay.”

You hummed. “If you say so. Have the preparations for the collaboration stage gone well?”

“Yeah, we all get along pretty well,” he grinned. “Even though we practiced for hours at a time, the time just flew by. We match well.”

You smiled. “That’s good.”

You two stopped in front of the vending machine. While you looked at the different snacks and their prices, Chan wrapped his arms around your waist from behind and lazily hugged you. He rested his head on your shoulder.

“What do you want?” he asked.

“That looks good,” you said and pointed at one of the options.

“It’s kind of cheap,” he stated, making you look at him in disbelief. “Choose something more expensive.”

“Why? Are you trying to show off? Besides, it’s a really small difference since everything is so cheap.”

“No, I’m not trying to show off, I just want to spoil you,” he grinned and you rolled your eyes with a smile before looking at the machine again, seeing if there was anything else good.

“Did you change your shampoo?” he asked suddenly.

“No,” you answered. “Do I smell different?”

“Not really, just sweeter,” he said and you hummed.

“I didn’t do any changes though.”

“It could be just because we haven’t seen in so long,” he said quietly.

“Yeah, could be.”

“______?” you heard a familiar voice call your name and turned your head to the direction it came from.

“Hi!” you greeted Minhyuk with a smile. The two of you had been friends for quite some time now.

You could see from his face that he was confused by how close you and Chan were.

“Oh, Minhyuk,” Chan let go of you. “You two know each other?”

“Yeah, kind of,” Minhyuk answered with a smile that looked a little forced to you. “Seems like you know her too?”

Chan nodded and turned to look at you, looking like he wanted you to explain.

“We are friends,” you explained to him. “We’ve known each other for a long time already.”

Chan hummed and nodded his head. “I would have never expected that.”

“How about you two?” Minhyuk asked. “Are you… close?”

“Yeah, we’re dating,” Chan grinned with pride and put his arm around your shoulders.

Minhyuk froze for a second. You were about to ask him if he was okay but he spoke before you could. “Oh, is that so?” he smiled, surprised. “That’s so unexpected. I never thought you two would start dating.”

You smiled and Chan laughed. “It just happened like that,” Chan said.

Minhyuk looked at you for bit and his gaze bothered you a little. The look he gave you was somewhat hurt.

“Well, I’ll get going now,” he said with a smile. “See you guys later.”

“Let’s make the collab unforgettable,” Chan grinned to him and he nodded.

“See you,” you said to Minhyuk who gave you a small wave before walking away.

“So,” Chan turned back to face you after Minhyuk had left. “Did you choose already?”

You nodded and he bought you the snack you had chosen. When you were walking back to the waiting room, you couldn’t help but think about the weird look Minhyuk had given you.

I wonder what that was all about…

“Thank you for your hard work!” numerous idols passed by you in the hallway while bowing to every passer-by.

You smiled when you spotted Minhyuk in the crowd. “Congratulations!” you said to him and the other members of ASTRO who passed by with the trophy they had won. The members thanked you with wide smiles but Minhyuk’s expression was serious.

“What’s wrong?” you asked him when he stopped in front of you.

“Can we talk for a bit?” he asked.

“Of course,” you said, a little worried.

You two walked to a quieter place where you could talk privately. You noticed it was right next to Seventeen’s waiting room.

“What is it?” you asked him when you two stopped.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, not angry but a little hurt instead.

“About what?” you asked, confused.

“About you and Chan,” he said.

“Oh,” you blinked.

He just looked at you with an expression that told you he was quite hurt.

“I’m sorry,” you apologized. “I didn’t mean to keep it from you. I just didn’t think of telling you. I didn’t think it would be important to you.”

“But it is, don’t you-“ he stopped mid-sentence.


“Nothing,” he looked away. “I have to go. See you.”

“Wait, Minhyuk,” you said but he was already walking away.

What has gotten into him?

After a few minutes, you could hear noise form the hallway and turned around. The worry about Minhyuk washed away and your lips curved into a wide smile.

“_____!” Chan ran to you with the happiest, widest smile ever and wrapped his arms around you tightly before spinning around, lifting you up from the ground.

“Congratulations on winning,” you chuckled and hugged him.

He put you down and you congratulated the other members who went into the waiting room to change their clothes. When you looked at your boyfriend again, he had tears in his eyes.

You smiled and hugged him comfortingly. “You’ve worked hard.”

He hugged you tightly. When you heard him sob you had mixed feelings. It broke your heart to see him cry but he was also a little adorable at the same time.

“I love you,” he said quietly between his sobs.

“I love you too,” you said just as quietly.

anonymous asked:

Where does one get all these cool statues?

Hello! Most of the time I simply do a Google search for the statue of the god or goddess that I’m looking for (e.g., Bast statue) and see what different statues are available. But not knowing what your budget may be, I’ll provide a variety of sources of where you can buy some pretty neat statues! 

Statues for Cheap:

Here and here you can buy fairly cheap statues. This particular collection of statues offers ones that you don’t commonly see advertised anywhere else. 

Though I haven’t personally made a purchase from them, ValueARTifacts has a cheap selection of small statues.

Statues for Moderate Price:

Statues that I consider “in the middle” price-wise may be different from your idea of moderate.In online stores, it also seems to vary depending on the god you’re searching for. That being said, I’m going to compile a list of statues that I find are nice and for a fair price depending on a particular god. If you have a particular god or goddess in mind, feel free to send me another ask and I’d be more than happy to try and find one for you!

Sidenote: Take into consideration that the prices listed for the statues I found for these gods and goddesses range from below $10 to around $35.

Aset: [1] [2] [3] [4]

Bast: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6]

Bes: [1]

Djehuty: [1] [2] [3]

Heru: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6]

Hethert: [1] [2] [3]

Ma’at: [1] [2

Sekhmet: [1] [2] [3] [4]

Serqet: [1]

Set: [1] [2]

Sobek: [1] [2] [3]

Ra: [1] [2]

Wesir: [1] [2] [3

Yinepu: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5]

Expensive Statues:

This list isn’t composed of necessarily “expensive” statues, because I have seen some that range much higher than what I have listed, but they are ones that range from $36 to nothing more than $50. If you’d like some sources to statues about $50, feel free to send me another ask. 

Aset: [1]

Hethert: [1] [2]

Heru: [1] [2]

Djehuty: [1] [2]

Aset/Wesir/Heru: [1]

Sekhmet: [1] [2]

Set: [1]

Serqet: [1]

Sobek: [1]

Wesir: [1]

Yinepu: [1]

God/Goddess Sets:

Here are a few links in which you can buy a number of statues in bulk: [1] [2] [3]

The College Years - Freshman Year (Chapter 7) - Stiles Stilinski

Author: @were-cheetah-stiles

Title: “The Third Patrol”

Characters: Stiles Stilinski & Reader

Warnings: Fluff, cursing.

Author’s Note: Ignore the issues with the timeline and just go with it.

Summary: Stiles and Y/N go on your third patrol where you two discuss her being a witch and you both finally run into some vampires.

Originally posted by bloggergirl29

“So how do you become a witch? Are you born one or does something happen to make you one?” Stiles asked as you both sat in his infamous battered up, blue Jeep, watching the front door of the building that one of the alleged vampires had walked into the hour before, while the last group was on patrol.

“I was born one, but sometimes you can be made one later in life. It’s all kind of a long story..” You explained.

“I mean, we’ve got three more hours of this until the sun comes up…” Stiles prodded.

You laughed quietly. “Right.. Well, the gift is inherited… I guess would be the best way to describe it. I got it from my Grandfather on my Dad’s side.. and there are rules about how you receive it.”

“What are those?” Stiles inquired.

“My grandpa Jack, he died during open heart surgery, on the operating table on May 12th, 1979, at 7:31PM. I was born May 12th, 1992, at 7:31PM…”

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anonymous asked:

34% Magnus tells Alec how Robert brought Alec to him begging him to look after him after his parents betrayed Valentine and how he was a trouble maker as a child (assuming Alec is about 3 or 4 at the time)

vote for malec and send me an ask with percentage and ask for a rate or prompt!

“Tell me something I don’t know about you,” Alec murmured, his head on Magnus’ chest. “I know that can kind of be anything, considering our vast age difference, but…” he trailed off, his finger tracing circles over Magnus’ torso, before outlining the hard muscles that were there. 

Alec looked at Magnus’ profile, he was staring at the ceiling, his hand gliding over Alec’s back. “I have something. Although, I’m not sure how you will react to it.”

“Try me.”

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anonymous asked:

I been meaning to ask for some advice and help on creating a shop where people can commission myself. It has been a thought in the back of my head for such a long time and now I really want to make it a thing. Then I thought I do not know how to start or what to do, I am so clueless. Can you maybe please give a beginner any tips on how to start a store selling their own art?

Hello, Lovely Anon!

That’s a good idea! I’m no expert in this field, but I’ll just share whatever I think might be useful! Okay so, let’s go through a couple things in no particular order:

- run a blog or some other place people can view your work: Maybe not a Must-Have, but it’s certainly helped me, so I don’t see why I shouldn’t suggest it! Have a place where you share some art of yours, so people can find it and find out who you are, and where they can easily find examples of your work. For me personally, all my commission work basically happens through social media sites , except for official illustration jobs, for which I will go into a bit more detail in another segment here. But yeah, if you offer commissions, it helps to have a blog that you update whenever you can so people can find you. Be patient with this and keep at it, okay? 

- have an easy-to-read commission page: So if you offer commissions on your blog for example, I’d suggest splitting up your commission post/page into two parts. In the first part, have a couple of visual examples (not too many, I’d say about two for each type of picture you’re offering), along with the prices and a very brief description of what you are offering (for example, “colored single pictures”, “black and white sketches” etc), and put your contact somewhere on there (your E-mail address, for example). With this, your potential client very quickly knows what you are offering, how much it costs, where to talk to you and gets an idea of what your work looks like. 
In a second part, in a Read More for example or just in a text below (depends on where you’re posting it), have your rules (what will you draw, what won’t you draw, what can be discussed, how many slots you are opening etc) so people know if what they’d like to have from you is something you’re actually willing to draw.

- make yourself a paypal account: It’s easy to do and most people have one, online commission work is usually paid through this. 

- own a website: Highly recommending getting one, it’s much easier and more comfortable for everybody involved if you have some sort of homepage you can refer people to if they are interested in your work. I’ve been meaning to make one forever and haven’t gotten around it yet and it’s made things pretty complicated before, so if you can, have some place outside of social media websites where you can present your portfolio etc. If you apply for a job or are asked about examples for a job, I really really suggest you refer to a homepage. A blog is totally fine for commissions online, but please get yourself some sort of homepage too.

And this is less for how to get started and more “things to keep in mind”:

- for the love of god, don’t do unlimited slots with low prices: if you are like me, your insecurities and low self-esteem may dictate you to start off with low prices, to test the waters. And honestly, I think that’s an okay thing to do, it certainly helped me to get a bit more secure and see if I’m made for this. However, if you want to start off with low prices, only take a few slots at a time. Open 5 slots, for example, and only reopen them when you are done with all of them. That way, you don’t overwhelm yourself with work and you can adjust prices. And you probably deserve higher prices, because art takes time and you’re putting hard work into it, it’s okay to set yourself an hourly rate or something. (because look, I made the combined mistake of asking for very little money at first because I was too terrified to raise prices and also having unlimited slots, and I’m still to this day working that list off even though I closed commissions like a year ago. Give yourself the chance to raise commission prices if you feel like you should, don’t be me and overwhelm yourself with work) 

- ask for payment before you finish the piece: How artists go about payment differs from person to person, so I’m just gonna share how it works for me and why. I like to take commissions, send out rough drafts to the clients and ask for payment once they are happy with the draft. That way, I know they’re happy with where the picture is going and I don’t have to constantly worry that maybe they hate the idea, the client knows that I am actually working on their piece, and I make sure I am getting paid for the work. I don’t think it’s a good idea to finish the commission, send it to the person who commissioned it and then ask for payment, because while most people are good and, you know, not scumbags, you always hear about people who took the commission and never paid. 

I think that’s it for now! I really hope this helps and/or gives you some idea where to start, and if not, please feel free to come by again! I wish you the absolute Best of luck for your commissions!

but seriously though

why the hell is mr. robot the ONLY tv show with realistic computer interface and graphics and acting like im DYING here

its not even hard to do and it REALLy makes a fucking difference you know??

@ the rest of hollywood: stop making ur god damn computer screens look like a fischer price toy good god……

I don’t know if anyone else has noticed this, but Jounouchi has worn the same pair of shoes throughout most of the manga.

Like, the sneakers he got back near the beginning of the manga series (the first chapter of volume 2), his half-price, originally 100,000 yen Air Muscle sneakers that Yugi/Yami Yugi went and got back for him after they were stolen.

I swear that he wears them throughout the rest of the series. I figure it’s because they’re the shoes he saved up for and almost got stung by a scorpion over, but a little part of me likes to think that he wears them a lot because those are the shoes that Yugi got back for him, even though they have a hole in one of them. 

If these are the same sneakers (just slightly different looking each time cause, ya know, art isn’t consistent), then Jounouchi wears the slightly damaged shoes Yugi helped him get back all the time, and if that is a small sign of how important their friendship is, I think I’m pretty gosh darn happy with that. 


Could this be Nathan Prescott?:

-His hair has the same shape to Nathan’s

(rip to my limited supply of screenshots. Damn you past self. ;-;)


-It looks  like they’re reading the same textbook/book.


-They also have the same hair colour, and same posture.


-Though different sweaters, if you take a look back at Nathan Prescott in the alternate reality with Chloe in devastating conditions, you can see a similar button-up under-shirt.


-It looks like he’s wearing the same striped under-shirt when he bumps into Chloe.

Now, I could be totally wrong, but it’s just a Theory. Let me know what ya’ll think. :) This is a random thought I came up with while watching the trailer of Life is Strange: Before the Storm for the thousandth time. This may sound random, but this does look like Nathan if you compare it with other pictures of him. Though it might just be me..

 well then, I guess we’ll find out in 6 weeks!


+ Just wanted ya’ll to see the face Nathan made when he thought Max was Rachel for a moment in Two Whales Diner. 

*Que bawling session* 

Tutor Love - Wally West x Reader

Originally posted by waylandteens

Requested by Anon -  Wally West falling for Impulses aka Bart’s AP English tutor.

“Think about it, Bart,” you encourage as Bart struggled to explain one of the many metaphors in The Great Gatsby. You were both in the school’s library where you hold your tutoring sessions. Bart was one of your most frequent students for he was struggling to pass AP English. Honestly, you felt sorry for him.

“The green light represents…,” Bart begins, biting his lip. “Gatsby’s quest to get Daisy back.”

You give him a big smile. “That’s one interpretation. Good job, Bart,” you praise, making him blush. “We’re going to get you to pass the AP test, I just know it.” Glancing at your watch, you realize the time. “Well, our session is up.”

As you both begin to gather your things, Bart clears his throat. “I want to thank you for helping me, (Y/N).”

“It’s not a problem, besides it’s my job,” you laugh as you slip your coat on. 

“Can I walk you out,” Bart offers, coming up to walk beside you. 

Smiling at him before throwing your backpack over your shoulder. “Yes, you can,” you reply, your smile widening as Bart’s grew. He was so adorable.

Bart and you chatted as you walk out the front doors of the school towards the parking lot. When you two were halfway to the parking lot, you noticed a red-headed man jogging towards you.

“Bart, come on,” he shouted as he approach. “We’re already late as it is…” His words fade off when he was close enough to see you. He looked like he was struck in the head by a two-by-four. 

“Sorry, Wally. I was chatting with (Y/N),” Bart replies innocently. “(Y/N), this is my cousin once removed, Wally. Wally, this is my tutor, (Y/N).”

You held out your hand to him while he just continued to stare at you. “It’s nice to meet you, Wally,” you greet, raising an eyebrow when he didn’t react. You shifted uncomfortably under his stare, bringing your hand back to your side.  Deciding you really should get out of here, you turn back to Bart. “I’ll see you on Wednesday, Bart.” You take another worried glance at the stunned Wally, whose eyes followed you when you headed towards your car. 

“Who are they,” Wally stutters as he and Bart watch you drive away.

“They’re my AP English tutor, (Y/N). I introduced you,” Bart states, unimpressed with Wally’s behavior. 

Wally turned to Bart, confused. “You did?”

“Yeah, I did,” Bart says sharply. “And you just stood there staring at them like an idiot. They even held their hand out, and you ignored them.”

“Really,” Wally exclaims, slapping a hand on his forehead. “They were so beautiful, I didn’t notice.” Wally’s eyes widened as he realize the consequences of his actions. “Do you think I freaked them out?”

Bart rolled his eyes before throwing his hands in the air. “Well, yeah. I’d be freaked out to if this guy I just met didn’t shake my hand when I offered it and stared at me with a dumb expression,” Bart shouts as he whips around to head towards Wally’s car. “You are so clueless,” he mutters under this breath as he marches to the car, leaving a confused and star-stuck Wally behind.

Wally did freak you out the first day, but after Bart explained that Wally was an imbecile who was socially awkward, you forgave him. After all, he was kind of cute.

For weeks after, Wally would pick up Bart after your tutoring sessions. At first, he would meet you both near the parking lot, but later he began to appear in the library at the end of Bart’s lesson. You still weren’t sure what to make of him.

Most of the time, Wally would flirt with you a bit, calling you beautiful and saying suggestive comments. He made you blush a lot, which only made Bart roll his eyes at the both of you. You didn’t think anything would come of it until that day.

You and Bart had just finished your latest session. Shakespeare was the subject for today, and poor Bart barely made it through. While you were reassuring him, Wally appeared. 

“Hi, Beautiful,” he charms, walking up to stand beside you. “How are you doing?”

“I’m fine, Wally,” you response, giving him a small smile. You notice Bart rolling his eyes at Wally’s failure to greet him. “How are you?”

Wally gives you a cheesy smile before answering, “I’m better now that I’m here with you.” You laugh, shaking your head at him. Bart shifts his gaze between the two of you as if waiting for something.

You begin to gather your things as Wally and Bart share a look. “Hey, (Y/N), do you drink coffee,” Wally asks nonchalantly. 

“Yes, I do,” you say, giving him a sly look in an attempt to understand what he was trying to do.

Wally smiles at your answer. “I was wondering if you would like to go for coffee sometime?”

You take a moment to think about it, just to tease him. His face falls a fraction as you all sit in silence. Chuckling at his expression, you give him a grin. “I’d like that.” Wally breaks back into that cheesy smile from before as his eyes light up. Bart shakes his head at both of you.

Grabbing your pen off the table, you take Wally’s hand to write your phone number on it. His eyes widen in surprise as your pen tickles his hand. “Call me,” you say, before grabbing your bag, and turning to Bart. “I’ll see you next week, Bart.” With that, you disappear out of the library door. 

They sit in silence for a moment before Bart opens his mouth. “It’s about time. I thought you would never ask,” he complains, grabbing his own bag.

“Hey, I like to do things at my own pace,” Wally shoots back as they both head towards the doors. He thinks a moment, sending Bart a suspicious look. “Why do you care so much?”

Bart quickly looks away, rubbing the back of his head. “No reason,” he replies hurriedly as they both walk out of the building and towards the parking lot.

Wally took you out for coffee the next day, having called you an hour after you gave him your phone number. After chatting at one of the tables in the coffee shop for about thirty minutes, you decided to take him to one of your favorite places.

It was a old bookstore that held new and used books. The smell is what you loved about the place, the scent of paper and dust was refreshing in a weird way.  

“So, this is your favorite place,” Wally asks softly as you both peruse the section of older books. You nodded in a reply, sending him a half-smile as you were nervous to hear what he thought. “It suits you.”

“Really,” you remark, raising an eyebrow at him. “Is it because I’m an AP English tutor, or because I’m old?”

Wally’s eyes widen at your words, thinking he insulted you. “No, I didn’t mean it like that…”

“It’s okay,” you laugh, interrupting his unnecessary apology. He breathes a sigh of relief. 

“So,” he begins, changing the subject. “Have you read most of these books?”

Your eyes skim the titles of the books in front of you. “Most of them,” you say, recognizing each title. You blush at Wally’s amazed expression. “I was very bored as a child.”

“Wow, that’s…wow,” Wally breathed, staring at the books in front of him as if trying to comprehend someone reading them all. After a moment, Wally shook himself out of his amazement. “Which one is your favorite?” 

“Oh, boy. That’s a hard question,” you answer, letting out a breath. “They all have their ups and downs, but to pick just one is too difficult.” 

Wally nods in understanding. “I get it. It’s like when people want me to name my favorite food, but there’s too many choices that I enjoy to pick just one.” You smirk at his reference to food. Taking his hand in yours, you pull him down the aisle to see a different selection of books.

“This one is very good though,” you say, taking down a older edition of Black Beauty from the shelf to look at it. “I must have read it at least ten times when I was younger.” You hand it to Wally.

He looks at it with wonder. “I don’t think I have read it,” he admits while secretly peeking at the price tag on the back of the book. You give him an understanding smile. 

“I’m not really surprised because it is a dated book,” you say kindly. “It was written in the 1800s.” You began to drift down the aisle, gazing at the books along the way. Wally hid the book behind his back as he moves to follow you.

Wally took dropped you off your house before heading back to his own place. He had been able to secretly buy the copy of Black Beauty when you were in the bathroom. Wally planned to read it before he saw you again.

Wally had just entered his apartment when a gust of wind almost knocked him over. Suddenly, Bart was in front of him, bouncing around excitedly. 

“How did it go,” he asks with his words slurring together. 

Wally shook his head before hanging up his coat. “Why did you break into my apartment?” 

Bart rolled his eyes before asking again. “How did it go?”

“It went fine, thanks for asking,” Wally shot back, setting the plastic bag containing the book on the end table near the door. “Now, goodbye Bart.”

Bart’s eyes widen when he saw the plastic bag. “What did you buy?”

“Why are you so nosy about this? Can’t you go bug Jaime or something,” Wally protests as he makes his way toward the kitchen. 

Bart speeds over to open the plastic bag to see the book inside. His face breaks out into a wide grin. “Yes, you did it,” he exclaims before zooming to capturing Wally in a hug. “I thought you would never get to it. This is so crash.”

“What are you talking about,” Wally questions, gasping when Bart’s hug took the breath right out of him. 

“You and (Y/N) are going to get together like you did in the future. You’ll get married and have Billy and Annie…,” Bart rambles on before catching himself. “Oops, spoilers.” 

Wally was frozen for a moment to comprehend what Bart was saying. “You planned this out? Is that why you had me come pick you up that time, so (Y/N) and I could meet?”

“Yeah,” Bart admits happily, letting Wally escape his hug. “I knew I couldn’t come out and say how you two are supposed to be together, so I tried to be sneaky.”

“But how do you know if we will stay together,” Wally doubts, not believing Bart. “Our future isn’t like the future you came from.”

“You bought the book,” Bart exclaims, zooming away to grab the book from the table to hold it in front of Wally’s face. 

“What does that have to do with anything,” Wally asks, annoyed with Bart’s assumptions. He just went on the first date with you, it didn’t mean you were going to spend the rest of your lives together. 

Bart waves the book in Wally’s face as if to make a point. “The book is the key to your relationship,” he explains. “(Y/N) from the future told me all about how you romanticized them with their favorite childhood book. This is so crash.”

Wally snatches the book away from Bart. “You can’t know that,” Wally protests, hating how he may have lost all the uncertainty of your relationship. He found he enjoyed not knowing where your relationship would lead.

“You’ll see,” Bart teases, dancing around the room. “I can’t wait to be in your wedding. Can I be your best man? Oh, and wait until you see your kids…” Bart began to talk so fast that everything he said became a hum to Wally.

Wally collapses down onto his living room couch, trying to absorb what Bart had said. After some thought, he realized he was happy to know that you and him would be together for the rest of your lives.  A smile broke out on his face as he watches Bart bounce around the room in his excitement. 

Well...the kiddo found Fan Fiction.
  • Me: Leaves computer out while making lunches on Tumblr.
  • Kiddo: Sees Shield stuff on my dash and is like a moth to a flame.
  • Kiddo: Mommy! There are Shield Spoilers!
  • Me: What?
  • Kiddo: Its on Tumblr. Its about Jemma finding Fitz in the Framework!
  • Me Comes Over: She has is seeing a fan fic on my dash.
  • Me: Oh that's not a spoiler its a story, called fan fiction.
  • Kiddo: Pouting at lack of spoiler. What is fan fiction.
  • Me: Its when people write stories about a show or book they like. Its a way of continuing the story like your Frozen books do.
  • Kiddo: So there are books about Shield? Why didn't you tell me! Will you buy me one.
  • Me: No, just stories on the internet we can't buy them at a bookstore or library.
  • Kiddo: What do people write about.
  • Me: Pretty much everything. Some are on theories-
  • Kiddo: Oh Like Radcliffe being Fitz's dad!
  • Me: Yes. Others change something in the story they might not have liked-
  • Kiddo: Oh like Hunter and Bobbi leaving!
  • Me: Yes. Or we can do really fun ones where they go into a different time or story. Like there are ones were Jemma is a Princess and Fitz is a Price.
  • Kiddo: I WANT PRINCESS JEMMA! Can I read them?
  • Me: .........Oh look the bus will be here soon!
  • Might have to look into finding a few kiddo appropriate ones to read her at bed time.

@kepnerssavery wanted season 10 from Jackson’s POV. This isn't’t that exactly, I’ll have something better up for that, but this is sort of that. I don’t know. She waited so long for this, I am a bad person and am lucky she hasn’t killed me yet. The OS is coming promise! But for now, hope you like this small drabble<3

Shout out to @japril12 whose conversations I love having inspired a lot of these moments :D

I knew when I asked, alright suggested, April to marry me, it was going to change my entire life. When I suggested that, it was more of the romanticism of the idea that appealed to me. Here was the woman, I was head over ass in love with, and she’s not only agreed to love me for the rest of my life, but she also ran out of a wedding to another man to prove just how ready she was. So there I was, in a relationship that was going nowhere, to married to this gorgeous redhead, in a matter of hours. It’s a big change for anyone.

The first thing I realised was that no longer would I be capable of sleeping, stretched out across the bed, like an octopus. Sure, I’d shared a bed with someone before, but this was for forever. For the rest of my life, I was going to have to sleep on one side of the bed. Two things is concerning about this situation. My wife is very small. I’d be lying if I said, that the thought of rolling over and suffocating her in my sleep hasn’t concerned me. It’s far off, I know, but I tend to worry about ridiculous things sometimes. To top it all off, my wife, was a cuddler. She loved cuddling, and like a magnetic pull, she always gravitated toward me at night. I mean, there’s a lot of space in this bed. It’s a personally designed king size bed. And at night, when she’s lying pretty much on top of me, I longingly gaze at the mass of empty bed space. But it’s alright, really. She’s warm, and soft, and no matter how much I complain, I sleep a lot of better with her pressed up against me. 

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Stevie Nicks Sleeping Curse Drugged Out Maleficent Custom Funko

So this is one of those cases where @standbackufools and I can be presented with the exact same parts and come up with a very different looking end product.  Though in some cases “different” is a good description here given that my version of Mal’s staff looks like a chicken on a stick.  She has a Bellatrix Lestrange head painted blond.  That’s harder because of all the curls and because her head fills up with boiling water when you behead her and it’s like head full of evil that wants to hurt you.  The body is a Melisandre from Game of Thrones with clay added to her staff to make the threatening chicken.

I will take commissions to replicate this funko, please contact privately to discuss price as the market for the figures in which I make these out of can change wildly.  Ask me about my etsy shop.  


Harley? Matheu repeated once more. Baby, are you okay?

And again, he was left no answer.

Come on, Harley. Please talk to me, the man pleaded desperately. He closed his eyes with a heavy sigh. This whole situation still seemed like nothing more than a bad dream. The full weight of it had yet to hit him. 

Not only had he changed his own life with one stupid mistake, he’d changed so many including that of the man who meant so much to him. But he had caused so much more than a change. He had ended it. His need for the thrill & fondness of the flame had cost the ultimate price. And now, though Harley sat less than 10 feet away, he was afraid it had cost him everything as the silence & steel bars were all that stood by him now.

Harley, I… He paused, not sure what he could say. Surely no words would make much of a difference now. I wish that ‘I’m sorry’ were enough. I wish that I could go back. I would if it meant saving you.

Could you please stop talking? the smaller man muttered quietly, finally looking over at his lover out of the corner of his eye.