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art theft in the phandom

This morning I woke up to several panicked messages from friends letting me know that somebody had tweeted a drawing of mine, claimed that it was their own, and that Phil had ‘liked’ this stolen artwork on twitter:

This person not only had the gall to upload it and suggest that they’d made it, but they also criticised the way I had drawn his face and then accepted compliments from other people, as seen in this screenshot:

This drawing means a lot to me. Ready Player One has been my favourite novel for four years now, and I was thrilled when Phil first mentioned it in one of his liveshows. It’s not a particularly well-known book, and it made me so happy to hear that Phil also enjoyed it.

I spent nine hours on that drawing. Nine hours hunched over that damn graphics tablet with a cramping hand and shoulders. I constantly redrew the pose even though I suck at anatomy because I wanted it to be perfect. I worked right into the early hours of the morning because I didn’t want to stop. I was so excited. I knew that Phil would enjoy this drawing.

The only other time I’ve been noticed by Dan or Phil was in 2015, when I tweeted another artwork at Phil. He ‘liked’ it and I almost had a heart attack.  It was an incredible feeling and I wanted to feel that again.
Everybody here knows how difficult it is to be noticed by Dan and Phil. Most people never get it. I was certain that this artwork would be recognised, and I was correct. It just wasn’t in the way that I wanted it to be.

The art thief deleted the tweet after being called out (they haven’t apologised or answered any of my messages yet), and I’ve posted my drawing again in an attempt to have it rightfully credited to me. Despite my best efforts, I doubt that Phil will see it again, or, if he does, I don’t know whether he’ll act. The pride and accomplishment that I felt after completing this drawing has been marred by this shitty, talentless person with low self-esteem and weak ethics. And what happened to me isn’t an isolated incident.

Take, for example, @phantheraglama and @maddox-rider’s constant struggle with people who repost their art. Or when @arctoids and @incaseyouart discovered that their work was traced and used in Dan’s The Urge video. I was there when @pinofs found themselves in a situation similar to mine, when Dan liked a tweet from someone who traced their drawing. 

It’s not limited to ‘art’ artists either. Some of my friends, @phansdick, @insanityplaysfics and @crescendohowell have their incredible phanfiction reposted constantly. @moaninghowell, @themostfuniveverhad and @moonlitdan’s edits have been stolen and posted, too. And this isn’t everyone. These are only the people I’m aware of, and the ones who are lucky enough to have had their plight seen by others. There are many, many other artists who don’t have enough followers to be noticed, or who never get the recognition they deserve because the thief has more followers than they do, and anything they say is overshadowed by that.

After scouring through copyright and code of conduct laws for various social media, I’ve learnt that unfortunately there is nothing you can really do except report the problem and hope that staff are able to delete the offending post. Since most phan artists don’t actually legally buy a copyright, we are completely reliant on the decency of others to prevent art theft from occurring. Most of the phandom is great and works to support artists, but unfortunately, the bad eclipses the good. The ‘good’ majority is irrelevant when there are ‘bad’ people out there, doing bad things.

So how do you stop this from happening? You can’t. There are, however, ways to make it harder for people to actually steal your art, a lesson I wish I had taken to heart before this happened.

1. Put your watermark in a noticeable place and make it your username, not your actual name. Write it somewhere that has a distinctive pattern or colours that are hard to replicate so that nobody can brush over it easily.

2. Specify in your caption what you’d like done with your art. Every artist is different – some are okay with people reposting their art with credit, others aren’t. Make sure you tell people what you want, as many people repost things with the good intention of getting it more recognition. 

3. If all else (including nicely messaging them) fails, report the shit out of the person.

And to anyone who has ever stolen art, know this: Your way of getting recognised by Dan and Phil is crap. Any reblog, like, note or compliment that you get is OURS. None of that goodness is directed to you. You have done nothing but shit on the hard work and achievements of other people. You’re the scum of the phandom.

I think that Vic, from @incaseyouart, phrased it really well: It takes many years to develop a fine skill such as drawing, because to learn is to develop your style by referencing other artists and material. Tracing and reposting someone’s image, and other forms of art theft, are cheap ways of reproducing art. It is plagiarism of great effort. Not only does it steal from the original artist’s feelings of accomplishment and pride over their creation, it also discourages proper skill development. Do not repost, create. Do not steal, learn.

I hope that we can start up a discussion about art theft again. I really don’t want anyone else to go through this stressful and disheartening experience.


Update: The person has apologised and seems to regret what they’ve done. Phil also liked my post on Twitter again! Thanks to everyone who helped, and Phil for seeing the issue and fixing it :) Even though this was a win for me, unfortunately art theft is still a huge issue. Let’s not forget that.

The Blue Room (missing 02x08 moment)

She weighed next to nothing in his arms. So fragile yet strong at the same time. They were breathing each other so deeply… The heat of the fire in their room had nothing on them. It was about comfort, it was about healing and it turned into so much more so fast. They were the extension of the fire at that moment.

“Let’s go bed.”

“Aye.”

Jamie slowly walked the distance between where they stood and the bed, like he was walking on clouds. His hands running from her backside to her thighs and just holding her up as he did, had left a trail of tingling sensation that Claire was still reeling from. She needed his big hands on her again, lighting up her every nerve. There was a time not long ago that she wasn’t sure she’d ever feel it, or wanted to feel it, or that she could. But only those hands, made for her, given to him for her, like he had once said, could heal her.

She was running her smooth delicate fingers on his nape and upper back, drawing patterns and words they could not utter, since breathing was turning into a hardship at this point. Claire needed out of her stays, she felt restrained. All she wanted was his weight on her, his burning hot skin against her. She wanted to feel his muscles and scars, to kiss them, to lick his perfect worked stomach. Tonight she was hungry for him in a way that only love filled with lust could explain. And he is mine.

How is this woman mine? Jamie asked himself that question many times and caging Claire with his toned arms atop the bed just reminded him yet again of the wonder of her love for him. That flushed beauty, her mouth semi-open for his kisses, her teasing eyes… He ran his nose along her neck and caught her lips. She tugged on his hair for dear life and her tongue came out to dance with his, to claim him. Like any person else could compare… If he could, he would be claimed like this every single day of his life.

And the flames went higher…

Jamie held himself up on his elbows, close to the precipice of losing balance altogether, as Claire started running her foot up his calf, lifting the kilt ever so slightly. Biting him gently on the lower lip, she released the auburn curls and sat on the mattress. Like on their wedding night, he helped her untie the restraining stays, and exactly like on their wedding night their gazes didn’t leave one another. Only difference was, the desire was stronger, the air was heavier.

After removing the stays, Claire unbuckled the kilt’s belt and maddeningly teasing, slowly removed the plaid in all his glorious folds aside. He was intensely ready himself. It overwhelmed all her senses like always. If it weren’t Jamie, this lack of control would have left Claire nervous, but it could never happen with Jamie… “Jamie.” She breathed.

“I’m here, Sorcha.”

He lifted her shift over her head, the sudden gush of cool air caused by the movement of it making her nipples stiffen. That and the dark blue gaze that didn’t fail to shake her to her core. She was still in her stockings, one loose and one still fastened with a flimsy pink tie. She made a move to take them off but he didn’t let her, holding her hands, he placed them around his neck again, while he ran his hands up her glorious round arse and held her tight around the waist, closer to him. Not one inch of room left to breathe anything else but the sweet scent of each other, enhanced by the flames that only went higher.

He started kissing and sucking on her neck, tasting her herbal sweetness, moving one hand to comb her curls away. The only sound in Jamie’s ears were Claire’s exquisite soft moans. Those sounds that made him go mad, also made him relinquish all his senses to her incredibly smooth skin. Moving to her lips again, the intense and slow kiss held a promise of contained words. Words that were not enough to describe the chemistry that happened between them in these moments. He wanted to watch her lose herself.

Feeling Jamie peeling his beautiful mouth away from her, Claire whimpered. He replied by putting his forehead against hers and swayed for a bit holding her in place. One hand tucked her hair behind her ear and a cheeky smirk came upon his face as he dragged his hands over her arms and laid down. She knew what he wanted. And she wanted to give it to him.

That bed and its magic blue quilt was their sanctuary, a place that held many whispers and sweet nothings, said in the dark of the night and in the fresh light of the dawn.

Jamie lay down and placed a hand on his wife, his goddess, guiding her to climb on top of him. The sensations was overwhelmingly satisfying, it was a lightning coursing through them, echoes of thunder reverberating through their limbs. Smiling at her, he put both hands on her shoulders as she started to rock. Slowly, he let his arms run along hers and up again. Their breathing was erratic.

She was supporting herself on him, the marble of his torso feeling like an anchor in a sea of blue quilt. “You feel so good, Jamie.”

“Mo nighean donn”, he said in a whisper like sob. “Don’t stop, Claire…” Moaning, their hearts and bodies rode each other. Jamie placed his hand in the center of Claire’s chest, feeling the frantic rhythm of her heart, slowly reaching for her ivory breasts, kneading and teasing her.

He loved watching her - her head dropping backwards as she started to lose herself in the moment - trying to remain “bodily sober” enough to see her face change a thousand beautifully different ways with their lovemaking, but he too was about to lose it as well.

Claire leaned forward gifting her breasts to him and Jamie thought heaven was upon him. Taking one nipple in his mouth, he sucked and softly bit and felt Claire shiver under her hands. She held his head with some force and if Jamie were to die for lack of air, he would have died one happy man.

“You’re so beautiful, Claire. Please don’t stop mo nighean donn, more.”  

“Oh Jamie, my love.”

Claire was starting to lose herself entirely, holding onto Jamie’s neck and shoulders wanting to kiss him, but not wanting him to take his mouth from where it was. Jamie groaned and sat up completely. She kissed him urging for his tongue to meet hers, trying to get into him and he was getting into her. So deep, so passionate, so so so much, but never enough.

Claire caressed his face, marveling at his furrowing brow, smoothing it, kissing it. They were still riding thunder as Jamie brought one hand down to touch the place, hot enough as to make metal melt, as to turn coal into diamond. Then, he buried his face in her neck, she burying her nails in his back, and ecstasy ensued. Together, they became one. Jamie kept his face on her neck, Claire was overdone with one long sob leaving her lips as the aftershocks came through. She couldn’t let go, she couldn’t breathe and neither could he.

After the lingering effects washed over them, Jamie held his well rested wife against him. She propped herself on her elbow, kissed and caressed his pecs and whispered, smiling, “Tha gaol agam ort, mo Seaumais”.

“‘Till our life should be done, my Claire.”

gifs © @suhailauniverse

(Thank you to the masters @suhailauniverse and @gotham-ruaidh for the advice and corrections <3 <3.)

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Fight because you don’t know how to die quietly. Win because you don’t know how to lose. This king’s ruled long enough—it’s time to tear his castle down.

All For The Game series by Nora Sakavic

@gefionne ´s kylux fanficiton Flyboys is one of my absolute favourites right now!

I googled raf pilots after reading and I absolutely had to draw Hux in one of those leather jackets.
I apologize that I don´t comment as regularly as I should and I hope to make up for it with this little illustration <3

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diego luna appreciation weekdecember 27 (diego + alice braga w/ surprise gael)

people that inspired in my in my journey, diego luna was special, because it was the first film i did abroad and he was such a strong actor in the sense of young, but with so much knowledge because he was an actor since he was a kid. - alice braga, interview magazine

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Time to share with you one of my all-time favourite paintings! Now the 19th century was, in terms of artistic endever, a truly beautiful time. You cannot deny the artists of this period could certainly appeal to the viewers eyes. Of all the artworks of the 1800′s, I don’t think any really come close to this one. Vengence is Sworn’ (1851) by Italian artist Francesco Hayez (1791-1882), depicts a tragic tale.

The artwork was originally part of a series, it’s sister portraits named: ‘A Secret Accusation’, and A Rival’s Revenge (The Venetian Women).The former shown below.

And what, pray tell, is the story being told in Vengence is Sworn’? A devestated Venetian woman just told by her servant that her husband has been unfaithful. It shows a hurt woman. I love the poses here, the servant so close to whisper her the truth, written on that letter. The married woman pushing her away so you can almost feel her trying to reject the truth. When seeing their poses,  Wallace Stegner’s ‘Angle of Repose’ comes to mind:

“Touch. It is touch that is the deadliest enemy of chastity, loyalty, monogamy, gentility with its codes and conventions and restraints. By touch we are betrayed and betray others… an accidental brushing of shoulders or touching of hands… hands laid on shoulders in a gesture of comfort that lies like a thief, that takes, not gives, that wants, not offers, that awakes, not pacifies. When one flesh is waiting, there is electricity in the merest contact.

I feel it is same for the opposite, to deny that comfort. I feel that is what is shown here and certainly relevant to the time it represents.

The background is so simple, letting the attention to be drawn where it should be. It makes the characters that more dramatic. 

Another element I just love is the woman’s eyes. They way they are turned make it seems she has none at all. I believe they represent her blindness to how her husband has been loving another. They appear ghost-like, which I think reveals her own feelings also.

You can pick at this painting all you like, and no matter how much I’ll pretend to know about this painting, there is one reason above all others for me to love it. That is, it’s just simply a fucking beautiful work of art.

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“I left two men monitoring the radio. If there’s any word from Raven, they’ll call down immediately.”

anonymous asked:

Are requests open?? My friend got me in Captain America, and I thought about how would the RFA+V+Saeran react to a Winter Soldier!MC? Or Black Widow, whichever you like. It could be angst or not, I will leave it up to you, thanks 💜💙

A/N: CIVIL WAR IS ONE OF MY FAVOURITE MOVIES AND STEVE ROGERS AND BUCKY ARE SOME OF MY CHILDREN F CUK (i hope this doesnt have any spoilers for you or anyone else who isn’t as far into the marvel universe as i am oops) ((and i cant do angst, double oops, sorry)) ~Admin 404

*YOOSUNG:

               -You’re so cute and innocent, just like him and he loves it!

               -Except uh you aren’t…. exactly…. innocent? wow 404 so original, i didn’t see that coming

               -The two of you don’t keep any secrets from each other!!

               -So, that being said, you decided that he NEEDED to know about your past

               -You sat him down and explained how, in the past, you’ve gone through intense training growing up

               -“?? What kind of training?? Like for sports?”

               - oh, no sweetheart

               -Wait, you’re a spy?? Like you do the stuff Saeyoung does??? waIT YOU KILL PEOPLE TOO, WHAT THE

               -HE THOUGHT YOU WERE INNOCENT BUT APPARENTLY NOT???? It takes him a while to re-adjust due to shock (like a few weeks of not talking to you kind of while), but he still loves you nonetheless. He holds on to the belief that!! It’s something you had to do!!! You had to do it all to survive!! And you’re here with him now, that’s all he cares about

               -Though he is REALLY sad about not being able to have children with you because of your training. It takes him a couple of months to come to terms with this but over time, he decides that he’s just happy to be with you (and that adopting and making a kids life is perfectly okay with him!!!)

*ZEN:

               -You’re more flexible than him, holy shit

               -“MC! How! Were you in dance? Are you in dance now?” eyebrow wiggle, wink wonk

               -You tell him that you’re flexible because of your job

               -So when he asks about it, you casually drop that you’re previously known as a Winter Soldier; You had to be flexible for combat

               - im sorry you whAT

               -“Combat? What kind of combat? MC? What’s a Winter Soldier?? MC!” calm down stop yelling

               -You told him that you were basically an agent who’s powerful enough to be used as a weapon if the government wants you to be (because let’s be honest with ourselves here, that’s what they are), he FLIPS OUT

               -WHAT THE FUCK MC??? YOU’RE A WHAT??? YOU CAN DO WHAT??? YOU JUST- JUST WHAT?

               -It takes DAYS for him to process this and come to terms with it. You’re so dangerous! But he still loves you. But… you can be in serious danger at any given moment and just!!! MC!!!

               -He loves you though. He promises to do his best to protect you no need zen but thank you and he just wants to help his MC! Everything that’s happened is behind you, and he just wants to be in your future, happy and safe! So he comes around and starts to make jokes about it when he’s comfortable again you can come play with my guns mc, wink wonk

*JAEHEE:

               -She keeps folders of everyone in the RFA but how in the world did this piece of information get past her?

               - because its a secret jaehee, ya dont announce to the world when you’re a spy ya goof

               -Extremely taken back by the announcement. A spy? An assassin? What the FUCK

               -SHE’S JUST A SIMPLE COFFEE LOVING ASSISTANT SHE NEVER EXPECTED SOMETHING LIKE THIS

               -But almost instantly, she’s asking you to teach her some moves

               -She knows judo but doN’T STOP THERE MC, SHE’S GOT A FIRE INSIDE

               -Always really worried for you? You can just leave the house for some groceries and she’s worried as hell

               -Tries her hardest to always be there for you- you wanna talk about something, she’s there. No matter how brutal or extreme the story is, she’s here for it

               -Once, you tried to compare your work to Saeyoung’s and she immediately shut you down because “You take your job seriously, MC” saeyoung crying in the distance

               -Also wants you to teach her how to be as flexible as you are because holy s h i t MC that’ll make everything so much easier for her

*JUMIN:

               -Immediately knew something was up and that you were hiding something from him

               -Did he know what? No. Was he going to find out? Obviously

               -He’s extremely straight forward, so casually asks what you’re hiding from him

               - though he could have waited until you were done drinking?? Because choking on wine iSN’T FUN

               -But you decide that there’s no point in hiding anything when he straight up asks you about it, so you tell him that you might…. have been trained as a Winter Soldier

               -“Ah, I see. I suppose that explains why you know so many languages”

               -I’m sorry but uh?? Where is the shock??? The emotion??? juMIN THROW ME A BONE HERE

               -He has literally NO REACTION? Like he just doesn’t care? You are who you are and he loves you anyway

               -He does try not to get on your bad side though because he does NOT want to see that training in action no thank you mc

               -Also tries to stay away from anything Russian because who KNOWS what could set you off?? He obviously doesn’t know and he’s not about to even attempt it

*SAEYOUNG:

               -I’m sure he’d find out from his background check

               -Sure you can try to hide it but he’s really good at his job

               -But he’s SHOCKED AS HELL to find out that you’ve basically gone through the same training as him?

               -You know tons of languages, can fight, AND you’re a spy

               -“MC WE’RE MEANT FOR EACH OTHER” saeyoung what are you talking about

               -He likes to mess with you though, and bring up the fact that you’re a Winter Soldier every chance he can get

               -“Hey does being a Winter Soldier mean you won’t get cold so i can keep my jacket to myself?”

               - saeyoung you and i both know that’s not what that means

               -He does worry about you a lot though, since obviously someone somewhere could be out to get you.

               -Silently vows to protect you at any cost! Overall it doesn’t really bother him because??? He’s done a lot of the same stuff, if he judges you then he’d be a hypocrite

*V:

               -I think he’d know because of Saeyoung’s background check

               -But he’d wait until you were ready to tell him about it

               -NEVER EVER wants to force you to tell him something like this because?? It’s extremely personal?? And it’s a lot to handle?? And he truly doesn’t blame you for hiding it and not just flaunting your job title around

               -That being said, he isn’t surprised by the news at all

               -“I know, MC. It’s alright” what

               -He’s done some terrible things in the past and he regrets them all, but you’re willing to accept him for who he is and not dwell on what he’s done

               -So he does the exact same thing for you! He just really loves you MC

               - plus you’ve done the things you’ve done for work or something of the sort not because youre fucking crazy like rika im not even sorry for this

               -The two of you will talk about what it means to be a Winter Soldier every now and again but nothing further than that

               -If you’re ever feeling down thinking about the past, he’s always there to remind you that it’ll be okay! You don’t have to let it get to you

*SAERAN:

               -I’m sorry you fucking what?

               -He’s killed some people but yoU? YOU’VE DONE IT TOO? WHAT THE

               -You??? You’re so…cute? And not threatening looking to him at all? How the fuck

               -He isn’t angry about it per say but he’s shocked as all hell and expresses it similar to anger my poor bby

               -It takes a while for him to come to terms with the fact that you’re literally a trained assassin

               -“So you’re like a spy or some shit, right?” I mean yeah technically

               -“Then I picked the perfect person to infiltrate the RFA why the hell didn’t it work?” because rikas a fuckin bitch and u deserve better

               -He’s actually okay with it in the long run? Like you can’t take back what you did, and neither can he

               -So it’s better to just move on from it all, and that’s what he’s trying to do and hopes you do too

               -Also okay with the fact you can’t have kids because of your training. He’s always afraid of having kids, if the two of you want to have kids y'all can adopt, he’s cool with it

Life is for the alive my dear.
— 

Mrs. Lovett (Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street)


Today marks the 10th anniversary of the day Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street hit our theatre screens. I remember going to watch it for the first time and completely falling in love Helena Bonham Carter’s portrayal of Nellie Lovett. 

Originally posted by heyythisisjulia

P.S: I’d like to thank Tim Burton for deciding to bring this musical to big screen and I’d also like to thank Mr Stephen Sondheim
for officially casting HBC as Nellie.