so-demanding

Here on Tumblr I see so many people, rightfully so, demanding more representation of how our world is in Hollywood blockbusters, and superhero films especially. This weekend a film that did that organically and with love and realism at it’s core pushed that ideal onto the big screen, and not very many people went to see it. If you’re not being the change you want to see in the world, you’re failing everyone. Power Rangers is the film we have all been asking for, and it’s done what Marvel and DC outside of television are still struggling with. They put their all into diversity and character driven, beyond face level representation handled with care, but Hollywood will just see that it opens second to other films. It went beyond queer baiting and checking boxes. Don’t let love and hope lose again like it did in November. Bring a friend, bring your children, demand those around you to, in this world that feels increasingly less accepting with films that feel less inclusive to everyone, go support the movie about five completely different people of different skin colors, genders, and sexualities coming together to take on oppression and greed on the same level, pushing toward a better future. The future we all demand, but didn’t show up to support.

I feel SO happy that I can finally share my latest project: GORILLAZ - Saturnz Barz. 

Very unreal to work for such a big and well known client, but more importantly something that I myself have been a huge fan of for so long! These guys where literally in my top 5 of “totally-ultimate-dream-projects” and I might just be a bit more invested than the average fan when it comes to Damon Albarn and Jamie Hewlett. I used to have Hewletts drawings all over my wall in school, so to actually be attending meetings with him and getting his personal feedback is beyond what I could have dreamed of! He is just plain and simple a super cool guy, competely in his own world and the storyboards he did for this video were insane.

The video was done at Passion Pictures and I got to work on the 3D animation with three other senior animators. It demanded so much technical work to mix the 2D with 3D while also making sure everything looked nice from all kinds of angles in the VR version. In the end we had to run it through a new software created by Google called Spotlight, which required different departments to all be working in same scene at the same time - what a beautiful mess :) Anyway, I animated on the ghost monster, the car, did some effects and also worked on some camera movement for the linear edit.

 (After the delivery we were invited to a secret concert in this big old factory in south London, where they would perform the entire album for us - joined by guest artists - and DAAAMN shit was on firel So excited for the release)

anonymous asked:

After the events of today's video, do you have everything slated for your 55th birthday? Your 55th birthday, which will take place in several locations within your palatial swamp mansion?

I still have to figure out which food items I want to prepare and then hide through out the house, so I can demand the guests to search for them.

hiksi  asked:

Putting in that request with the flower shop AU and the "I hate you so much" bouquet for Revali/Link! :D oh my gosh this sounds so demanding even after chatting to you shdjkflh please and thank you, if you want to, oh gods

Revali doesn’t like Link. He doesn’t like how the Princess chose him above Revali, the best archer in the Rito, thank you very much. He doesn’t like how Link refuses to talk to him (or anybody else, but that shouldn’t matter). He doesn’t like how Link’s hair glistens gold in the sunlight, or how his eyes are as blue and deep as the sky, or how when he smiles—

Anyway, the point is, he doesn’t like him. So. That’s all you need to know, really.

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surreal-neon-corn  asked:

I have a head cannon that Yuma likes to style his hair differently in private, and the only one who knows about this is Shuu cuz he caught Yuma attempting to braid his hair in an empty room in school (and failing at it) so Shuu goes in the room aND STARTS BRAIDING YUMAS HAIR AND DOES A RLY GOOD JOB AT IT AND YUMA IS SO FLUSTERED AND BLUSHY AND CUTE AND TRIES TO DENY THAT HE DOES THIS AND SHUU IS SMILING AND LAUGHING TO HIMSELF AND AHHHHHHHHHHHH THIS IS A RUN ON SENTENCE BUT WHO CARES

I;M GONNA DIE

and since yuma is so embarrassed he wants to get revenge so he demands that shu sit down so he can work on HIS hair but shu has short hair and there isnt much yuma can do with it so it just ends up with like a teeny ponytail

Seven deadly sins pt. 8

Got7

Warning: Seven deadly sins are biblical thing so it means that this is going to be little bit religious. And I want you to know that I’m an atheist, so I don’t actually know a lot about this, I red something but that’s it. I’m not saying that everyone who believes in God are like this. I accept every religion, I’m not saying that if you believe in something else it’s wrong. I hate people like that. Please don’t take this too seriously. I really love you all.

pt1, pt2, pt3, pt4, pt5, pt6, pt7, 

A/N: By not so popular demand, WE ARE BACK BABY!!!! Also it’s Monday in somewhere, I can post this now.


Yugyeom told me not to go to school on the next day but I didn’t listen to him. I didn’t go to eat that day. I sat on my desk talking to Jb when my phone rang. It was from the police, they wanted me to see the man who said that he was my father. “Who was it.” Jb asked after the call ended, I looked shocked “I have to meet the man who killed my grandmother.” I said with shaky voice “You are not going, right?” Jb asked and furrowed his eyebrows. I nodded “You can’t go.” Jb said, his face got serious “I want to know if he is my father.” I said. Jb rolled his eyes “You can’t go, Ok?” he growled. I sighed loudly “I need to know.” I whispered and looked at the ground. He didn’t how this felt, I didn’t know how this felt, I just wanted to know. I had the rights to know . “I don’t want you to go.” 

“What do you mean, you don’t want me to go?” I asked. It was none of his business if I met the man who killed my grandmother and called himself my father.

 “I mean that I won’t let you go.” Jb said with stern tone. He was unbelievable. Something about him changed, he seemed bigger, more masculine now. His eyes got darker, they were almost black.

“You can’t tell me what I can do an what I can’t do. You can’t tell me where I can go and where I can’t go.” I said. I swear I heard Jb growl. He stood up in front of me and placed his hands on my table. 

“I don’t think it’s a goo decision to go.” he growled trough his teeth. He scared me. “I… I have the right to know if he is my father.” I stuttered.

“I never had a real father…Well my fa…the man who was married to my mother but I don’t really remember him. They died when I was three. I just…just wanna have some kind of family.” I mumbled. 

“Y/N, maybe w…” Jb started but Yugyeom came back to the class. “Jb, what are you doing?” Yugyeom asked while smiling like a devil. Jb rolled his eyes and sat on his chair.

“Nothing.” he growled. I took this chance to leave but Jb grabbed me by my wrist. “It’s not a good idea…” he whispered. Yugyeom stepped between us. “If she wants to go, the let her leave.” he said but not allowing me to go before he kissed my lips. This wasn’t like the kiss we had shared before. This was more showing off. I looked at Yugyeom who was looking at Jb. I pushed myself further from Yugyeom and walked out.

“You have spent too much time with Mark… His jealousy has cached on you.” Yugyeom said and sat down next to Jb. “I’m not jealous. I was just thinking what happened to ‘brothers share everything’. Yugyeom, when is my turn?” Jb asked. Yugyeom chuckled and shook his head. “I’m not sharing this one. She’s mine. Don’t you fucking touch her. Ever. And tell Mark to stop looking at her. She’s mine, not ours, not yours, not Marks. Mine.” Yugyeom said.

“Yugyeom, we used to share everyone. What changed your mind?” Jb asked, Yugyeom leaned on his knees “She’s different, not a slut like the ones we shared. I don’t think she would like if we shared her.” Yugyeom said and looked at the space where I stood before leaving. 

“Ask her. She can choose, together or one at the time.” Jb chuckled and gave a sadistic smile to Yugyeom. “She’s mine.” Yugyeom said.

“She’s not yours! I ran after her that night not you. She should be mine!” Jb yelled and jolted up from his chair. “You might have run after her but I fucked her. She moaned because of me. She wanted to scream my name when she came.” Yugyeom said calmly. Seeing the anger in Jb’s eyes he got up. “You didn’t give any other of us a chance.” Jb said and hit Yugyeom.

~*~

I was sitting in a small,dark,cold room with a bald man. He had dark, almost black eyes. Hawk like nose and thick lips. He was tattooed allover and he had red horns tattooed on his head.

He saw me staring at them. “Are you wondering about the horns?” he asked, breaking the eery silence. I quickly looked down, not answering.

“My parents, your grandparents, didn’t love me. I was an accident. They named me as Leviathan.” The man said. “Leviathan as devil?” I managed to stutter.

“Devil, Satan, lawless one, man of sin,Lucifer. Yes .“In that day the LORD with His severe sword, great and strong, Will punish Leviathan the fleeing serpent, Leviathan that twisted serpent; And He will slay the reptile that is in the sea.” Isaiah 27:1" His voice was smooth,calm,  like a story reader in children story CDs.  

“Why did you want to meet me?” I asked, trying to not to be afraid of him. “You have your mother’s eyes. That lying whore. She took you away from me. I just wanted to see my daughter before they kill me.”he said, his calm, smooth voice got colder with every word. “Who will kill you?” I asked.

“I am sentenced to death by lethal injection.” Leviathan said. I finally met my real father and now he was taken away from me. I wasn’t sad, I barely knew him but, I felt kind of bad for him. 

“When is it going to happen?” I asked. Leviathan looked surprised. “Do…you care?” he asked. I slowly nodded. 

“Tonight. I wanted to talk to you before I die.” he said. He placed his hand on top of mine. “But now that you are here… I don’t know what to tell you.” he said and leaned further away from me.

“You could tell me how you and my mother met, what happened.” He was the only one who could tell me. I needed to know.

“I worked in a flower shop. Flora, your mother came to buy twelve white lilies to her father’s grave. Twelve for every year he was alive after she was born. He had cancer and… Never mind. She was so beautiful that I gave them free to her. We started seeing each other more often and finally I asked her out on a date. That was the night when you were conceived but you didn’t need to know that. When Flora found out she was pregnant, she listened her stepfather and married the rich guy Hugo. He was ‘better’ for her than some florist. Thankfully I didn’t need to kill them because you, my princess, did it for me.” 

After Leviathan stopped talking he looked at me like I was something valuable.”It was an accident.” I mumbled. Leviathan started laughing like a lunatic. “It might have been an accident but a good one.” he managed to say. 

“I didn’t mean it.” I defended myself. “I know princess, I know. But I don’t care, you did my dirty work. All I had to do was kill your grandmother and her husband and I got rid of everyone I needed. your grandmother’s husband was in a car ‘accident’, fault in breaks, he drove down a cliff.” Leviathan laughed. I was done talking to him. 

“Guard!” I yelled and soon this huge guard came to get Leviathan away. “Princess, these I want you to remember these as my last words:  I am the master of my fate. Satan is the captain of my soul. Because God didn’t love me enough.” he said before he was taken out of the room. His voice sounded demonic, nothing like he sounded earlier. Also his eyes got even darker, they were totally black.

~Marshmallow

Unleashing the Bitch

Pairing: Yugyeom x Reader
Genre: Comedy, Friendship, & Drabble
Words: 567
POV: 2nd Person

Drabble #’s :

19 -  “And that’s how you ruin a life. Congratulations.”


Originally posted by jungkooksies

It was currently a nice yet crisp Spring day. You and your best friend Yugyeom thought it would be nice to get out of the house for the day. After hours and hours of wondering around Seoul, you two ultimately decided to head to the nearest shopping distract and wreak havoc there.

Currently at one of your favorite shops, you currently absorbed picking out a new top that you failed to realize that Yugyeom was being harassed by his resident stalker. Finally looking away from the clothing rack, you noticed a familiar backside that ignited that protective instinct within you.

You calmly walked up to the woman and tapped her shoulder.

           “Uh hi there. Yeah, you’re kind of bugging my friend here, so please leave.” You demanded sweetly yet menacingly, hating the woman in front of you.

The stalker scoffed at your words, “I don’t think I’m bugging my boyfriend here, am I Yugyeom?” She asked Yugyeom, causing the poor boy to want to gag at her claims.

           “Last time I checked, I was single and plenty of offense, but you would be the last person I would date. Hell! My best friend over there has a higher chance at dating me than you, and I honestly see her as sister. So…” Yugyeom stated, disgust dripping from every word the more he has to talk to this crazy stalker.

The stalker waved off his words, thinking that he is simply in denial.

           “You’re just saying that to make me jealous. It’s okay baby boy, I only have eyes for you. No need to worry.” She cooed, flashing him a sweet smile.

Yugyeom suddenly felt like throwing up now.

Seeing how distressed your best friend was in, you decided it was time to bring out the bitch in you.

           “Look, you crazy ass bitch! You are creepy as hell! You will never date him. Fuck, I am pretty you will never date anyone period! I’m pretty sure that you need to get yourself checked in a psych ward since you are stuck in this strange delusion that Yugyeom is hopelessly in love with you and wants to be with you. NEWS FLASH! He fucking doesn’t! Now, run along before I remove my ring and punch the living daylights out of you.” You yelled, the anger bubbling within you the more you talk to this crazy woman. You narrowed your eyes at the bitch, standing your ground.

The stalker returned the harsh glare before letting out a huff and turning her back towards you two.

           “Whatever. It’s not like he’s the only hot guy in this town. Peace.” She said rudely before walking away.

Yugyeom found himself impressed with your behavior.

           “Nice girl and that’s how you ruin a life. Congratulations.” He complimented, smiling from ear-to-ear, ecstatic that his stalker has finally given up.

You snorted as you cracked your knuckles, a habit you always did whenever you were pissed off.

           “That bitch had it coming.” You told him, shuddering at the thought of her stalking another poor man.

Yugyeom slung his arm around your shoulders and pulling you in for a friendly yet tight hug.

           “I’m lucky to have you as my partner in crime.” He happily confessed, ruffling your hair in the process.

You playfully smacked his hand away before smoothing down your hair.

           “Yeah. Yeah. You owe me big time by the way.”

           “The usual?”

           “Yep.”


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Honestly, ever since becoming a fanfic writer myself I’ve become like 500% more understanding and patient about other authors’ update schedules. An author takes 6+ months to post their next chapter? Yeah, totally get that real life can get in the way. An author abandons a fic? Disappointing, but it happens- sometimes inspiration for a story just dies. An author apologizes about taking so long to post a 10k word chapter? Dude, that’s like 18-20 pages on Word single-spaced. It takes me at least a week to write an essay for school a quarter the length of that, and that’s with a deadline. 

It’s probably the most important thing writing fanfic has taught me, tbh. How to fully appreciate the hard work someone else has put into their story. How important the role of the audience is to an author. And that no matter what, you are never entitled to demand more of a story that you are getting for free.