Aaand here’s the second “big” collab with @ofsiins / @wclvesden and I know I’ve said it before but Liz is absolutely slaying my ass with her coloring. Just,, fuck me all the way up!!!!! I love how Kaibara’s dress is like the sun and probably blinds everyone who dares gaze upon it.
Here Zak & Kaibara attend a gala put on by Grandmama Lilia, who invited Zak along so she could…cross-examine the new boyfriend.
Now we know why Chloe’s so special, don’t we? Your Father put her here. In Lucifer’s path. You know what this means? It means Chloe’s not an obstacle. She’s how you’ll get your wings back. She’s how we’ll get it all back. We’re going home, son. And Chloe is the Key.
You look online and you see all these people drawing amazingly, in different styles, with different materials and different techniques and they all make some absolutely amazing works! And then you look at your own stuff in just looks… pale in comparison.
So you’re going to have this moment of “I can’t be here. I can’t put this shit up there with all these amazing people.” and in the worst case “I should stop now”
And some people do. They stop. Completely.
But you shouldn’t.
You need to think about these things rationally, first of all.
Look at that favorite artist of yours. His art is amazing isn’t it? Do you know how long it took them to get to that point though? Do you have any idea how may papers they ripped out of frustration because nothing came out right, how many pencils they used up, how may hours they spent at their desk working and working and trying to improve?
Art isn’t something you can just master in a week. It takes years.
And do you want to know a secret? That artist you love is probably still not 100% satisfied. Artists never are.
What artists are, however, are content.
They’re happy with the pace they’re improving at, with the way their drawings have been looking recently. They love this style they finally managed to work out for themselves after trying for so many years. they’re content with not rushing and they’re content with showing the world their work and their progress.
So don’t be discouraged because it’s taking too long.
Except for the few, adorable moments he dedicated to kids, he walked that red carpet as if there was fire burning under his feet. Of all people, he had Simon Jones attached to his hip the entire time and that was only part of the horrible company he had to endure throughout the evening. And yet no Danielle, who’d be always so very willing, alongside him. Beautiful, but tense, dedicated to nicest fans but mostly detached, he might have nothing to promote but a dubious girl band project coming up and yet he could have made a good use of such a fitting opportunity to bask a bit in the spotlight, get a little more attention, spread his enthusiasm about his personal and professional moves. Instead he ran faster than Forrest Gump, chose not to discuss anything of what is publicly associated with him at the moment. Why? Is he as private and shy as Danielle shielding the wrong side of her face from the mean mean paps?
One day it’ll end, but today isn’t obviously that day. And calling that a happy, free, willing Louis is like attending a Donald Trump convention and judging him a wise, competent, upright person.
hey guys! so, long story short, my work just screwed me over big time because they aren’t going to pay me in time to pay for a lot of stuff (mostly comprised of bills or things i’ve already committed to) that i cannot opt out of.
this has put me in a very sticky situation because i just can’t afford to go an entire month without getting paid. so i’m opening up theme commissions because it’s the only other source of work i have that i can look to right now, and i really need to not go into the negatives because i’m not going to get paid on time.
i will not take donations. this is not a life or death situation, just a “i’m really fucking screwed” situation, therefore please do not ask to simply donate to me, although i appreciate the sentiment. if you want to send me money, please send it in the form of a commission. and if you cannot commission me, then please reblog this so others see it! i would really, really appreciate that.
so i know alec being the first one to say i love you would be so so cute and i’m very much about it but um side idea: magnus says it first. and oh!! better: it’s on accident.
i mean of course he 1000% means it!! it’s just that he’s already known his feelings for alec for a while now and it’s become this very normal thing in magnus’ life. like the sky is blue, water is wet, the clave is The Worst, and magnus bane loves alexander lightwood. see? simple.
Katara: It’s not magic. It’s waterbending, and it’s- Sokka: Yeah, yeah, an ancient art unique to our culture, blah blah blah. Look, I’m just saying that if I had weird powers, I’d keep my weirdness to myself.
So I wanted to talk a little about Katara, because I think we often focus on her grief for her mother, and forget her relationship to her culture, and her experience of the Southern Water Tribe genocide (unlike the Air Nomads genocide, which was for the greater partover after four big terrifyingly effective simultaneous strikes, this one took place over a long length of time - more than 40 years? 50? - and it wasn’t total, but it definitely was one. genocide = the deliberate and systematic extermination of a national, racial, political, or cultural group, fwiw)
(Kanna’s village - before and after)
All of the Southern water benders were exterminated or taken away to rot in prison (where they all died eventually except for Hama). Katara was born the only bender left in the whole South Pole. Then when she was eight years old, she survived a raid that was meant to kill her, but took her mother instead (she probably was too young to realize that, to her it must have been a question mark up until she met Yon Rha - gratuitous cruelty? Why her mother in particular? They took nothing else!).
So Katara from a young age had a double burden to bear: that of her mother, and the legacy of her bending (and she was shown as painfully aware of her situation and what it meant on both front). But here’s the thing: Katara could be a mother, she was naturally good at it, and her grandmother could teach her what she didn’t already knew. Her family and tribe demanded that of her, they needed her to be that for them (especially after her father and the rest of the men basically abandoned them). However, there was no one left to teach her how to waterbend - she had almost no hope of ever becoming a master without formal training, her brother thought it was silly and weird and let her know, her grandmother thought it was a waste of time. But she kept practicing, because she knew how important it was, to her and to her tribe, that she kept trying (as the only one left who could).
(…an ancient art unique to our culture, blah blah blah…)
(Of course she would obsess over that waterbending scroll)
When she gets to the North Pole, she meets Pakku, and with him the opportunity of finally becoming a true master. But because she is a girl, he judges her unworthy. He judges her, the only remaining southern waterbender, unworthy of carrying on their culture. The Fire Nation didn’t care about the gender of their prisoners, men and women - they all fought side by side for their freedom in the South, and they were all taken away to the last one, and killed to the last one. In the South, the women had the choice to learn how to fight, or be defenseless. And privileged master Pakku couldn’t possible realize the extend of what he was denying her in that moment.
Katara had to prove herself, she had to earn her right to these teachings. And if she had been less good or less stubborn or not Kanna’s granddaughter - well the North would have refused their sister-tribe the power to use their common cultural heritage to fight back against the nation that destroyed them.
(It’s sexist and terrible.)
Meh, thankfully, she was that good, stubborn, and Kanna’s granddaughter, and she did get to become a master.
But, of course, her story doesn’t end here, and wrt her culture, the next chapter is a much more traumatizing experience. In the Fire Nation, she meets another master. This time it’s an old woman from the South like her (“You’re a waterbender! I’ve never met another waterbender from our tribe!”), and she is, ah, more than willing to help her.
Look how happy Katara looks at the idea to learn from her in particular:
Katara: I can’t tell you what it means to meet you. It’s an honor! You’re a hero. Hama: I never thought I’d meet another southern waterbender. I‘d like to teach you what I know so that you can carry on the southern tradition when I’m gone. Katara: Yes! Yes, of course! To learn about my heritage… it would mean everything to me.
But when Hama starts her lesson, the techniques she teaches have been obviously developed with one goal in mind: survival in enemy territory. They can’t possibly have been invented in the South Pole, where water is abundant everywhere. They are deadly and cruel, and the damage they do to the environment leaves Katara sad and uncomfortable, but Hama waves that off as unimportant. It doesn’t matter, she doesn’t have the time to worry about flowers or beauty or nature. To her that peace and beauty is probably just an illusion anyway, a lie: years after her escape she is still living the war, and war is ugly and rotten and messy (her world is ugly and rotten and messy - this is her comfort zone).
The last technique she teaches Katara is bloodbending. She forces Katara to learn something she finds disgusting, repulsive (just like Hama was forced to learn?) by torturing her (Hama was tortured), by overpowering her, invading her, making her lose control over her own body, bending her blood (Hama herself is clinging to the last remain of control she managed to get back after rotting in prison for years), and finally by threatening to have the two people she cares most about in the world kill each other right under her eyes (Hama lost everyone too, she had to say goodbye).
(Katara: But, to reach inside someone and control them? I don’t know if I want that kind of power. Hama: The choice is not yours. The power exists…and it’s your duty to use the gifts you’ve been given to win this war. Katara, they tried to wipe us out, our entire culture… your mother! Katara: I know. Hama: Then you should understand what I’m talking about. We’re the last Waterbenders of the Southern Tribe. We have to fight these people whenever we can. Wherever they are, with any means necessary! Katara: It’s you. You’re the one who’s making people disappear during the full moons. Hama: They threw me in prison to rot, along with my brothers and sisters. They deserve the same. You must carry on my work.)
And this, this, is the only truly southern waterbending Katara is ever going to learn. This is her tribe’s bending heritage, what’s left of it: blood, grief, suffering, hatred, loss of control over both your body and mind (because it’s terrible, but I think that’s what’s implied by the show: bloodbending makes you lose your mind. Hama’s only mean of regaining physical freedom ended up trapping her in another nightmare). Hama gifts her with a power she despises (but will use anyway in her darkest hour when she loses control) and a philosophy of violence and revenge.
Katara chose peace and forgiveness. As an adult, she will have bloodbending outlawed, she will become the greatest healer in the world, and she’ll teach her daughter, the next avatar, probably many others. These choices matter, and we should talk about them with that background in mind. Katara redefined her heritage - or rather she created a new one for herself: she refused the condition that was forced upon her (bloodbender) and ensured nobody could legally do to someone else what Hama did to her (and it’s implied this law is valid anywhere in the world). She transmitted Pakku’s warrior teachings, the ones she fought for, to the next generations (and did a great job of it!), but she also taught them how to heal, refusing to separate the arts as in Northern Water Tribe tradition - and healing was something she discovered by herself, that she felt was always a part of her. At that, she became the universally acknowledged best. Her legacy, despite everything that happened to her, will never be one of violence.
tl;dr: Katara is one of the strongest fictional characters ever created bye
Lydia’s a study in disinterest. Gaze stretching out
across campus, lips pursed in judgment of the impromptu Frisbee match forming
on the quad, position oriented to scarcely acknowledge that she’s standing with
Stiles is tempted to tell her to drop the act because once
obsession with someone has been coded into his DNA, there’s not so much as a
micro-expression that he’s likely to miss. He’s definitely already caught
on to and catalogued the shrewdness that has been attacking her face all day. She
knows something but she doesn’t know what she knows and she’s been hawk-eyed and
predatory ever since she figured out that much.
Stiles is not going to encourage any of that, thanks much.
Side note: why is everyone around him comparable to some type of bird?
Not that he’s thinking about hummingbirds, because he isn’t. He
could be, but he’s not, because he’s in control of his brain and he’s decided:
no. Crap. Firstly, he’s totally thinking about hummingbirds. Second-of-ly, what kind of bird would that make him? Oh
man, probably some kind of friggin’ goose.
He hates geese.
Now he knows it’s likely because he’s subconsciously
recognized a kinship to them.
“If you had to pick a feathered representation for me, it
wouldn’t be a goose, right?”
Years of following his bullet-speed trains of thought has
led to Lydia taking that completely in stride. She doesn’t even bother to
look up at him, hand fishing in her purse for her phone to check the time. “A seabird
probably,” she offers, lighting up the screen, “they’re clumsy on land.”
“Well that’s a self-esteem boost I didn’t know I needed,”
Stiles says dryly. “You’re a true humanitarian, Lyds. Also, the correct answer was secret option C) some kind of dinosaur. I would’ve preferred stegosaurus, for the record.”
She brushes the hair out of her face, glances at him.
“I could have said a hoatzin.”
Stiles has legitimately no idea what that is. “Th…
anks?” He thinks. Probably.
“More commonly known as stinkbirds. You’re welcome,”
she confirms. Her gaze is less glancing, more stripping and Stiles
pretends not to notice. “Expert deflection, Stiles, truly.” She
golf claps mockingly and Stiles glares back at her. “Now what are you
“If I tell you, they’ll revoke my ‘expert’ status,” Stiles
points out smartly, “And rip up my ribbon. I can’t have that, I’ve
already put it in the family newsletter.”
I just left college; my last day, my last exam, hugs from my favorite professors, threats from one of them that he’s going to change my grade so I’m not allowed to leave. Despite how much people complain about this place, I’ll miss it. I live nearby so I’ll visit I’m sure (especially since the head of my department wasn’t even here this semester, I need to give him a hug next semester when he’s back).
I’m both excited and scared for the next steps of my life. New things, bigger experiences, new people.
Well, all after this one last paper that’s due on Friday.
and we’re right now in the central part of the Yuri on Ice series. This is
where things start to get interesting, right? To make things better, number 7
is my lucky number, so I was expecting something good from this episode.
Have I ever
told you that I have an unbelievable good luck when it comes to OTPs? No matter
what kind of ship it is, if it becomes my OTP, my OTP will become canon. No
matter how gay. This has never failed me (I don’t have maaaaany OTPs, though,
So far, it
seems like Yuri on Ice won’t break my streak of OTP good luck. I told you all
to trust me, right?
What did I
expect from this episode, knowing this? I read about Japanese fans theorizing
about a kiss and, let’s be real, I really wanted it to happen. It either had to happen in this episode or in the last episode.
figure skating (because yes, I’m a figure skating fan and I’m watching this
show for it too), I really wanted Leo to make it to the podium and qualify for
the GPF. Bias? Noooo. (Yes.)
I also wanted #JusticeForPhichit. He didn’t get good quality animation last episode and he
also deserves a better score, so I hoped he could improve his standing in the FS
and, if he beated Yuuri, make my predictions true.
I was also
really curious about Georgi. As I predicted a couple of days ago, I thought he was
going to fail during his FS. I’ll probably be using the #PoorGeorgi hashtag a
lot these days.
episode, I’m going to change my way of watching it: so far, I stopped the video
every time something interesting happened, took screencaps and wrote my
opinion. This time, I’m going to watch the whole episode first, scream inside,
die, and then rewatch it for screencaps and to write everything. The cons of
this new way is that it might take me a bit longer to watch and I won’t have a
way to scream as I watch it, which is something I love to do when I’m
overwhelmed with feelings. It might also change the way I write this post. The
pros, however, is that I have more time to think about what I want to write,
and might skip unimportant things to focus on the most important ones. I will
still talk about the impressions I had while I watched the scenes for the first
time, don’t worry. Also, I hope Crunchy’s player doesn’t make it too hard to
skip scenes so I can take screencaps better.