I just love Johnny. I’ve known him since Edward Scissorhands—he was very young when I met him. So was I, I guess. [Laughs] I think because a lot of our work’s been with Tim [Burton], because we have that longevity, we have almost like a strange, family relationship. He’s such a magical and graceful performer, Johnny, that in the fitting, I always give him a lot of little things that are part of the costume, because he always notices them. Because he notices them, he uses them, and it’s a really special thing to me as a costume designer, when an actor actually says, “Oh, wow. That pocket’s great. I can do this with it,” and they kind of discover their character as you’re discovering your costume. Johnny’s always been one of those people—it’s a comfort for both of us.

Dogformers Decepticon edition…took almost as long as the Autobots but, I digress.

Megatron: A Cane Corso/Tibetan Mastiff mix, he is the epitome of a gladiator, and a king unlike any before him. His long coat gives him an elegant flare but the scars on his face remain as a reminder to all who cross his path that he is not to be messed with.

Starscream: A silver and red Doberman Pinscher. Now obviously the physical appearance of the canine is suppose to represent the con, so finding out Dobbies came in this shade of grey was really awesome. But to be honest, I would have made Screamer a Doberman either way, they’re fit dogs, really fit, muscular but not too much so. And as the leader of the Seeker Armada he needed to be fierce, able to fight and not completely over the top. Oh, and let’s not forget he’s way too smart for his own good.

Knock Out: A purebred Finnish Spitz. Seeing as he’s one of the most popular TFP characters in the series ((if not the most popular)) I feel many of you will be displeased with my decision, but hear me out, my dogformers had one rule: make them look realistic. So a cherry red pup wasn’t going to cut it. All I had in my mind was “he needs to have his papers, he needs to be a champion show dog.” and that’s where I decided to role with the Spitz.

Breakdown: A Leonberger with a bum right eye, he has to be able to go up against Bulkhead the Bullmastiff and still come out clean. Underneath he’s just as big of a softie though~

Soundwave: He’s a Basenji mix. What’s he mixed with? Well that’s the mystery isn’t it? All the team knows is he is silent, he doesn’t bark or howl, he may very well have been born without vocal cords. And while he isn’t very aggressive outright, he’s super intimidating to see coming down the street at night. Accompanying him is Laserbeak the raven.

That’s all folks, remember, dogs aren’t my specialty….

FT 488 Coherent Thought Time

After the tears have dried and my emotions settled, it’s time for me to take a step back and reassure myself with the following thoughts about the last two chapters and my predictions for events to come.

1. Gajeel’s going to come back.

It’s not even a disputable issue at this point. If they were really going to kill of a major supporting / semi-lead character for realsies, it would be happening in front of all his friends, the entire guild, and done as some kind of self-sacrifice for the greater good. Which would actually be way more fitting for Gajeel considering the hell of a redemption arc he went through. But we only had two characters to observe his “death,” Levy and Lily, and it’s obviously for the gutpunch emotional blow of oh no he’s gone and just in time to confess his everlasting feelings of love.

2. He’s a dragon slayer.

Still very very much relevant to the plot.

3. No body = No death

Basic rule of comics, both American and Japanese.

He disappeared into a whirling vortex, y’all. There was even a name for the place he went: the underworld. There’s a door. Let me see if I can predict the project Levy will be working on. Finding a spell to open the door to the underworld and pulling him out.


Though to be honest, what shounen writer hasn’t? He’s done it in Fairy Tail, most notably after the Tenrou Island arc when we were supposed to believe all the main characters got zapped by Acnologia. Come on, now.

NOT TO MENTION, his previous series, Rave Master, which is another wonderful testament to how unafraid Mashima of putting romance in his stories. 

Anyone else who read Rave Master remember when he killed off his main character just before the last chapter after an emotional I love you with the heroine? Because I do. And even though it was as obvious then as it is now that he would come back. That emotional gut punch, man. It still stings.

(I know it was the finale and all, but come on. He wasn’t even gone for a chapter).


Since when in any Shounen Jump comic I’ve ever read does a gruff angry tough guy character like Gajeel get a big ol’ internal monologue about his feelings for their romantic interest and even confess that they had been mentally planning out their future!?!? LIKE FUCKING NEVER. We only ever saw Levy’s reactions and blushes whereas Gajeel was always cool about it. 

Honestly, I could write essays about how much I’m in love with their character and relationship development. I legitimately think it was done incredibly well, and I think it’s owed to the fact that they’re supporting character - major supporting characters, but still playing second fiddle to what will no doubt be the long, dubious, slow burn relationship of Natsu and Lucy. But because there’s no need for this slow burn that shounen manga always seem to have as a requirement for heroes and heroines, Mashima is free to explore their relationship in subtle or background moments, like when Gajeel says it’s not a crime to be in love or when he teases her about her height. 

So now I guess we have two oblivious romantic figures in Natsu and Gray, and two conscious romantics in Jellal and Gajeel.


I don’t even have the words to describe my love for this girl, the girl who was only a background character for Jet and Droy to fight over who became so popular with Gajeel that she became a major supporting character with her own romantic subplot. I just… I honestly can’t.

I have so many more feelings, but this is all I can get out and still be emotionally settled to sleep and go to work in the morning.

It’s Mace Motherfucking Windu, he can do whatever the fuck he wants Part 2

(OR: Mace Windu Unfucks The Timeline) 

Part 1 Part 3

“I have absolutely no clue if this even fits in with anyone’s personalities or characters, but funnily enough I don’t give a shit.”  -lily, who might again be concussed judging by her misspent time these past two days.

This whole time travel thing is apparently really bad for Mace’s reputation.  I mean, it’s only a matter of time before he gets caught doing something ridiculous, right?

Many thanks to @royalpinkzeppelin for betaing and talking me through this one and hanging on when I was typing out loud and making strange metaphors.  Also, the pun on Mace’s name is his.


Edit: some paragraph breaks added where I just noticed they were missing x.x

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Original request from a lovely anon:  Request ma friend? A Steve Rogers x Reader imagine based off of Satisfied from Hamilton. The reader meets Steve and introduces him to her sister bc the reader isn’t sure if he really likes her. The sister and Steve get married, and the reader is happy for them, but feels regret.

A/N: Oh man, negl, I teared up when I listened to the song for the first time and thinking about the request and I nearly cried writing this. It was definitely a tough one for me to write, but definitely a great request, so thank you! I hope you don’t mind, I changed the story up a little from the song to fit the character(s). I highly suggest listening to the song for the full effect.

Pairing: StevexReader

Word Count: 1665

Warnings: Angst

“A toast,” I say, rising to my feet, lifting my champagne flute. “To the groom!” I turn my body slightly to the happy couple at the end of the table. “And to the bride, my sister.”

My words are met with praise and smiles from the crowd of people in the hall. Steve and my sister smile at me from their seats. She’s clung to his arm and he’s relaxed in his current state. As I sit down I see them lean in and kiss and I feel another piece of my heart chip away.

“Is that who I think it is?” Eliza says, tugging on the sleeve of my blazer.

“Yeah, that’s Steve.” I chuckle, taking a sip of the scotch in my tumblr.

“He’s even bigger in person, and… and, uh…” She struggles to find the words.

“More handsome?” I offer.

“Yes! Handsome, that’s the word.” She exclaims, her eyes lighting up.

“Do you want to talk to him?” I ask her. Her eyes immediately light up. She is absolutely helpless.


“Yeah.” I chuckle. “He’s a really nice guy.”

“Would you actually introduce me to him?” She asks.

“Of course. I’ll be right back.” I pat her on the arm and head over to talk to Steve.

“(Y/N), hey.” He says, a smile lighting up his face. “How have you been? I haven’t seen you since, what, England, last year?”

“Yeah, it’s been a long time! I’ve been good. Work with Nick and the new S.H.I.E.L.D. really keeps a girl busy.” I smile back at him.

“You never were satisfied.” He comments. “Especially not with having to leave S.H.I.E.L.D. after it collapsed, were you?”

“Well, I couldn’t really go to work for Stark, now could ?” I shrug.

“To be fair, he does offer pretty good benefits for his employees.”

“Maybe, but one can only take so much office work before snapping, y’know?” He chuckles softly in response. “How’s work with the Avengers? Avenge anything good recently?”

“Eh, it’s the same ole work I’ve been doing since Sokovia. After the whole flying city thing we’ve been tasked with taking out the remaining factions of Hydra. Simple. Safe. Easy missions, y’know?”

“Mmm, yeah, I know.” I nod before taking his hand and leading him away from the bar. “Come with me.”

“Where are you taking me?” He asks, quickly matching my pace.

“I’m about to change your life, my friend.”

“Then, by all means, lead the way, (Y/N).” I can hear the soft chuckle in his voice.

‘I’m going to regret this’ I think to myself as I lead Steve to my waiting sister. As we approach I can see her eyes widen like they do when she’s excited. When we come to a stop in front of her a massive grin spreads across her face. I look up at Steve to find a smile stretching his lips and a soft expression in his eyes.

“Steve, this is Eliza.” I say, releasing his hand and gesturing to my sister.

“Ma’am.” He nods, holding out his hand to shake hers.

“Hello.” She says, suddenly shy. She gently shakes his hand.

“How do you two know each other?” Steve asks looking from Eliza to me and then back again, taking a sip of the drink in his hand.

“(Y/N) is my sister.” ELiza answers, finally finding her confidence.

“S-sisters?” He chokes a little on the his drink.

“Yeah.” I laugh.

“You never told me you had a sister.”

“There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me, Rogers.” I smile at the sight of the two of them together, but I know it doesn’t reach my eyes. They’re so perfect for each other, and I’m just letting her have him. She would back down immediately if I tell her how I feel. She deserves Steve Rogers, and I know he’ll treat her right.

“Eliza, you and I have always been together. You are, and have always been, one of the best and most important constants in my life, and I love you more than you could ever imagine. Ever since we were little you talked about marrying a prince and having a fairytale wedding and, looking around this room and seeing you two together I know you’ve finally gotten everything you’ve dreamed of since you were old enough to know what a dream was.” She smiles at me, and I can see the corner of her mouth tremble from happy tears. She really has been dreaming of this day forever and it’s my fault this is happening. “Now, Rogers.”

“Yeah, (Y/N)?” He calls.

“You better take good care of her.” I say, my voice mockingly stern.

“Or what?” He laughs, hearing the joking tone I started out in. The rest of the hall laughs with him.

“Or I will seriously kick your ass.” I say, very seriously this time.

“Don’t worry.” He says, wrapping his arm around his new wife’s shoulders. “I promise I won’t do anything to hurt her.”

I nod to them and the room erupts with applause. Bucky goes on to give his own Best Man speech after I sit down. I zone out and I don’t really pay attention to his speech, but based on the laughter from the gathering of people he was funny. My mind keeps pulling me back to the night when I introduced them. Ever since then, my life has been filled with regret. Don’t get me wrong, I’m ecstatic for the two of them, I am. I know I made the right choice. I know I did.

“Hey, you okay?” I nearly jump out of my skin when Bucky places his hand on my forearm.

“Huh?” I look up at him to find concern in his eyes. “Oh, yeah, I’m good, don’t worry.”

“You know you can’t lie to me.” He says, leaning back in his chair, following my gaze to the happy couple and then back to me, realization suddenly evident in his features. “(Y/N)…”

“I can’t do this.” I whisper, quietly excusing myself from my seat and heading out to the hallway to escape the room.

To my dismay, Bucky followed me from the room. He quickly catches up to me and spins me around, his hand gentle on my shoulder.

“(Y/N), what is wrong?” He asks. “Do you love Steve?”

“Don’t say that so loudly, James.” I hiss. “Someone’s going to hear you and then we’ll both be screwed. Every single member of my family is a gossip. No one’s safe.”

“Alright, fine.” He leads me down the hallway, around the corner, down another corridor and finally stopping after turning yet another corner. “Are you in love with Steve.”

“I-I…” I stutter.

“You are.” He says, his shoulders falling.

“I’m the one who set the two of them up, you know that, right?” I say quietly. “I made the right choice.”

“What makes you so sure?”

“Do you see how happy they are in there?” I smile at him sadly. “They love each other so much and I helped make that happen. I made two of my best friends happier than I’ve ever seen them before in my entire life and here I am,” I gesture to the space around me. “Close to tears because I did something good for someone else for once.”

“That doesn’t mean you made the right choice.” He whispers, running a thumb over my cheek and pulling a tissue from the inner breast pocket of his suit jacket and handing it to me. “It only means you made a good choice, and those are two completely different things.”

“Still gives me no right to be hung up on someone else’s husband.” I let out a watery laugh, gently dabbing at the tears on my face and at the corner of my eyes to preserve my makeup. “What am I supposed to do?”

“(Y/N)?” It’s Eliza.

Shit.” I hiss, working harder to fix my face because she soon rounds the corner where Bucky and I are “hiding”.

“There you are.” She says, slowly approaching the two of us. “Hello, Bucky.”

“Eliza.” He nods to her and turns back to me. “I’ll see you back in there.”

“Alright.” I respond. He dips his head to us before heading back to the reception.

“What are you doing out here talking to Bucky?” Eliza asks as soon as Bucky’s rounded the corner.

“It’s nothing, don’t worry.” I smile at her, trying to convince her that I’m alright. “Just a little nervous about you being married.”

“Why are you nervous?” She laughs.

“You’re all grown up now, kid.” I chuckle. “You’re married and happy. Now I’m going to be the bitter old single lady at all the family dinners”

“That’s what you’re worried about?” She raises her eyebrows at me.

“Have you not met any of our family?”

“That is very true.” She grins at me, finally believing me. “Hey, you could go out with Bucky!”

“Now you’re the one setting up the dates?” She shrugs, wiggling her eyebrows slightly.

“Learn something everyday, (Y/N).” She says. “Learned that from you.”

“I thought you grew out of using my own words against me.” I reach out and pull her into a brief hug. “Don’t worry about me. Go back in there and be sickeningly in love with your husband.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Of course.” I nod.

“I love you.” She says, suddenly very serious.

“I love you too.” I respond, equally as serious. “Now go. It’s your party. Go enjoy it.”

“Okay, but don’t stay out here the whole time. You are the maid of honor.” I nod to her. She seems satisfied and goes back to the reception hall.

When she’s gone I slide down the wall, my face in my hands, trying to keep myself from messing up my makeup too badly.

Steve was right about one thing. I’ve never been satisfied.


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Okay I just really love Vision. Okay. I always go on about how much Bucky and Steve are my favourites, but I’ve lied to you all, because Vision is my number one with a star next to his name. Steve and Bucky are close seconds, but oh boy my love for Vision will surpass even my love for food.

He’s so smart and sweet, and he’s so enlightened and rational. His character is just a breathe of fresh air, and I can’t WAIT to see how his relationship with Wanda develops because I ship them SO HARD. I also can’t wait to see how his character is fit into infinity war too. I’m just really super duper excited about Vision.

God bless Vision.

A really stagnate (but explanatory) reference of the Aequis character I’ve been working on. I think the actual design art will be more dynamic, like the earlier studies I’ve posted. But this will give you an idea of the type of color/level of detail I’ll be putting into upcoming designs. (Oh gravy, what am I getting myself into?)

I’m just calling him “Shirk” for now, because that’s what he does. He’s got more important things to look into.

I’m going to be testing colors for the first five designs between commissions today. There’s going to be a special one in the mix. Stay tuned!