sorry this is getting 1 note but it's good i'm not here for notes

On delays, the rest of season one, and being whelmed.

Before I get to the post-proper, this is me offering a cyber high-five to anyone who got the “whelmed” reference!

Hello all!

Alex Brown here! Your friendly, neighborhood co-showrunner. First, I’d like to thank each and every one of you for supporting our show - when we released our first episode nearly a year ago, I figured it would be a fun side project to do with my friends, and that maybe some old college acquaintances who knew us would listen.

I’m over-the-moon ecstatic that I was wrong. Your response to our episodes, our characters, our music (which is the best part, let’s be real), and the humor we try to put in our stage directions is beyond anything I could’ve ever dreamed of. Throughout this past year, we’ve seen spectacular fan art, amazing fan fics, lots of fantastic theories, moodboards that fill my heart with more joy than I can express, and lots of other great things. As someone who’s lived the past six or so years as a frustrated writer who has struggled to get published, it’s been ridiculously fulfilling to see that I’m capable of helping to create something that people can genuinely connect to.

With that said, I want to let you all know where I’m at with a few of our processes, because, for me, the struggle right now is quite real. It’s not really a secret that one of our mini-episodes, Home, was influenced a lot by my own experience with depression. It’s certainly something that Etta has, too - but a lot of what’s in there are things I’ve felt for a long time. And, for me, some of those things still linger. 

I have mechanisms in place to help confront these thoughts. Other than on-going therapy, I like to put a lot on my proverbial plate to keep busy when I’m not in an introspective mood. My day job helps with a lot of that - during the school year I’m often in late-night meetings, or meeting with student groups on the weekend. I was hoping to have a little more free time this summer, but my day job seems determined to keep adding to my growing to-do list.

I’m also stage managing a show this summer, which has been lots of fun (and is totally my jam - I’m a way better stage manager than I am a stage actor, lemme tell ya). But the theater I’m working with is about an hour away on a good day, so there’s a lot of driving involved at the moment.

There are other things I’m trying to balance as well - getting another book written (as that’s been on hold for…about a year now), trying to make sure that my friends stay connected (being scattered around the country makes that a bit harder), trying to just… have some downtime and read a book, or watch The Bachelorette. All of these things are very important to my mental health - and all of these things haven’t been happening nearly as much as they should.

That was a very long-winded explanation of what’s going on with me, but I wanted to share that with you all, because I want you to know that I take this show seriously. It’s pushed me creatively, taught me new skills, made me a better writer, certainly a better actor, and I hope a better friend. I truly adore the community that’s been built around this podcast, and I can’t wait to see what you all think of the rest of season one!

And that’s what the point of this post is, I think. I have most of what I need for episode 11, but what I don’t have right now is a lot of time. As we’ve said lots before, I get individual audio from each actor, have to sift through all of their takes, and piece the puzzle together from there. It can take hours - sometimes, most of the time, it winds up taking days. Which is not a problem if I didn’t have lots of other time consuming obligations tugging me in their direction - but, here we are. I’m writing this note at 1:46 in the morning because I didn’t get back from rehearsal until 11:10 PM, caught up on The Bachelorette, and now have time to craft this note.

So, what I’m getting at is that we have sixteen planned episodes for season one, and we are very close to getting episode 11 out to you. I promise that I’ll try my best to get that done before June, but the show I’m stage managing opens right at the end of the month, so things might be a little hectic.

Once episode 11 goes out, we’re going to take another hiatus to prep the rest of the episodes. This time, I don’t plan to lift the hiatus until the rest of season one is edited and ready to be released. Unfortunately, I don’t have a timeline for you yet - and, seeing as how release dates seem to be a bit flexible when it comes to this show - I think it makes sense not to speculate right now. Once we know when episode 11 is coming out - and when the rest of season one will happen - we’ll let you know. I promise.

In the meantime, I’m hoping to get some admin stuff straightened out so we can start to sell our wonderful merchandise! The response we got to our designs was amazing, and I want to make sure that you all have access to that if you’d like to rep the show somehow! (And props again to Em and Eliza for the rad designs!). Once I get a handle on that, we’ll also launch our Patreon - but I want to make sure we have cool rewards for all of you, because you deserve the best! I don’t want to try to rush into things for the sake of having/doing them anymore - and I think waiting on these things will help us in the long run.

Wow, this note was much longer than I anticipated. Uhhh, so, yeah. We’re still here, and we will continue to make content and tell what we hope is one kick-ass story. It just might take us a while, and that’s 100% on me. I am but one person, and there are but 24 hours in a day. But we’ll get there together, one way or another.

So thank you, thank you, thank you for your support! You’ve made this whole experience into probably the best thing I’ve ever done, and I’m so glad you’re here. 

If you’re going to stay for a while and would like some chocolate fondue, I hear there’s some overflowing in the kitchen.



anonymous asked:

Hello! I'm so sorry for asking such a basic thing, but... could I ask how you make gifs? The whole process, starting from downloading the episode, torrenting or whatever, etc... I can't even do that much so no matter how many tutorials I read or watch, I can't even open it in Photoshop or download it correctly. >.< Thank you!

Hiya!! No no don’t be sorry!! It took me a while to figure it out too when I first got started so I’m happy to help you! I will mention that I have a pc, not a mac, so I can only show you what I have. Also I’m super sorry for this late reply!

Tutorial: How To Make A Gif (Extremely Detailed Version)

Difficulty: Easy
Time Allocation: ~1 hour
No Prior Understanding Required

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Ghoul Grumps AU

The AU that inspired me to do this story is by @egobangin-in-the-house-tonight

Sorry the first chapter is so short. I’ll try to make future chapters longer if I can! All chapters will be tagged with ‘#ghoul grumps fanfiction’ as to make them easier to find.

Chapter 1: The Beach

Everyone knew that sirens and sharks never got along. Once a year, without fail, the sharks would initiate a feeding frenzy. The amount of siren casualties varied from year to year, but one thing had always remained the same. The sharks wanted souls. For what reason, no one knew, but every year the sharks would choose different times to attack as to surprise the unsuspecting sirens before they could prepare. This year was no different. Arin’s ears were pressed to his head. The sight before him could be described as many words in the range of anything but pleasant. The beach was littered with the bodies of deceased sirens, either washed ashore by the tide or beached while trying in a desperate scramble to get away from their attackers. It made Arin shiver at the thought. 

“It must’ve been another shark feeding frenzy.” He heard Suzy’s voice beside him, one or two of her snakes letting out a quiet hiss.

Arin nodded sadly. “It came a lot earlier than normal this year, too…” 

He rubbed his arm awkwardly as his eyes drifted down to a body directly in front of him. Their face still captured the fear they felt right before they had died. It made him feel sick. 

“Jeez, man… They didn’t stand a chance…” 

Suzy’s voice suddenly cut into his thoughts. “Arin… Do you see that?” 

The concern in her voice made Arin’s head quickly turn to where she was looking. The sight made anger begin to boil in his blood. Leaning over one of the siren’s bodies was what could only be described as two large, grey wings. 

“Is that… A vulture…?” It was the only hybrid Suzy could think of off the top of her head that would match what little they saw of the creature. Arin’s brows knit together with frustration. 

“Dude, that’s fucked up…” Arin quickly took in a sharp breath before calling out to the bundle of feathers. “HEY!” 

Suzy jumped a little as she saw the thing shift. “Arin…!” 

He didn’t care. “HEY! I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME! Fuck off! Don’t you have any respect?!” 

Suzy placed her hands over her mouth as the creature sat up. Okay that definitely wasn’t anything of what either of them expected. A wave of guilt suddenly washed over Arin. 

“A-Another angel? Like Ross…?” He quietly muttered to himself before Suzy noticed something. 

“Arin, that siren is still alive…” 

Arin looked at the aquatic creature being cradled by the newly identified angel. He had beautiful brown, curly hair and incredible blue fins, gills and tail. If it weren’t for the large amount of bleeding cuts on his body, Arin would have thought he was gorgeous. It’s rather hard to find beauty in graphical gore. Arin knelt down and spoke, his voice wavering slightly out of nervousness. 

“Look, I don’t know you, and I don’t really know what happened to you guys… But I’m gonna feel like shit if I just leave you two here.” 

The angel nodded, watching Arin with the eye on its forehead while its only other good eye watched its friend. 

“Can you walk on your own?”

It shook its head as to say ‘no’.

“Okay, Suzy can you help him while I carry the siren?” 


 Arin held out his arms to the angel as a silent request for its friend to be passed to him. It complied after what felt like a minute of hesitation. Arin stood and backed up a few steps so Suzy could move beside the angel and help it. Once it was standing they began to walk back to their car and Suzy turned her head to Arin. 

“Holly should be awake right now, right?”

Arin nodded slightly, instantly knowing what she meant. “Yeah, I’ll give her a call when we get in the car.” 

As the angel limped beside the two hybrids, it thought to itself. It thought about the events that had transpired. How it was the only reason that his friend was alive. It felt… Nice. If it had a mouth in this form, it would most likely be smiling.

anonymous asked:

i'm not trying to bust out a "your fave is problematic" on you, but you seem like a really great and reasonable person, so i wanted to let you know that jared leto's been heavily accused of raping / assaulting his fans.

I knew this day would come.

First off, It would have been better if you were off anon so that we could have properly had this discussion, but alas, everyone thinks im gonna rip their heads off for their comments when it’s just the opposite. If you’re going to message me respectfully (which you have) then awesome! lets have an adult discussion about shit. I’m open to it. I’ve had one other person come into my ask box about this and i know others have had rude anons too, so i actually appreciate the fact that you’re being pretty good about the situation. Regardless, as much as I would have rather spoken to you about this via actual messages (it’s easier to talk and discuss that way) it’s probably a good thing you’re on anon cause now this is forced to be published and we can finally get this entire thing out in  the open.

Just a heads up, i’d rather people read the entire thing before sending me any bullshit. I’m not going to take any bullshit given from people who haven’t properly investigated the situation themselves and haven’t fully read and understood what i’m saying. This isn’t a for or against. It’s taken from a neutral point of view and i will present it as such. Also i would really like you all to note that there is alot of mentions of rape/bdsm, so if that’s a trigger for you, just… scroll. Keep scrolling. Don’t hurt yourself.

So. First things first: I am fully aware of the accusations made against him. I am fully aware that in today’s society women’s allegations of rape aren’t taken seriously and are often turned into ‘she deserved it by how she acts/ what she’s wearing/she let me on/ she probably wanted it’ and to ‘ignore’ these allegations is to damage everything we’ve worked for in order to make Rape being taken seriously. Note that i do in fact take rape very seriously and would not support anyone should i have the tinest incling that they had been abusive. I also want you guys to note that  in even talking about this subject on is dangerous in itself and could essentially lead me into social oblivion and be dragged into the depths of hell, regardless of what I say. So know that, if i am talking about this - it’s something that’s important to me, cause fuck me if i don’t hate drama. I fucking hate it.

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Come Marching Home

To everyone who asked for more Lams modern AU: it is here and it is 8,600 words. If you don’t like tumblr’s formatting, you can read it over here at Ao3.

Notes: Follow up to my John Laurens headcanons and my other fic, And Called It Macaroni. I should note that I started writing this based purely on the headcanons and then Henry Laurens ran off in a totally different direction, so I’m altering the continuity here a bit.

Genre: There’s a lot of Laurens family drama, there’s some romance (Lams obv), and like most of my stuff it ends in an enormous pile of fluff. Featuring cameos from John’s dad (Henry Laurens), John’s sister (Mary Eleanor Laurens), Lafayette, and Washington.

Warnings: Emotionally-manipulative parent, abelist slur, references to severe injury, vomiting, references to prescription drug abuse, and occasional strong language.

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Plot: Lucy just wants to show some appreciation towards Natsu.


The blonde celestial mage who had been immersed in deep thoughts spun around from her seat. Juvia stood behind her, hands held together tightly as she look at her supposed love rival hopefully.

“Please help Juvia!”

Lucy blinked several times before fully processing that Juvia was asking for her help. With a warm smile, the blonde patted the seat beside her as she gestured for the water mage to sit with her.

“Is something wrong, Juvia?”

The water mage let out a long sigh as she placed her hands on her lap. “Well, you see, it’s Juvia and Gray-sama’s 879th anniversary-”

“You’re still at that?!” Lucy sweatdropped, recalling how Juvia had once seeked the help of herself and the other Fairy Tail mages on her 413th anniversary.

“Juvia treasures every day she has with Gray-sama!” The blue-haired girl protested, pouting. Lucy could only laugh nervously while Juvia continued. “Juvia believes that she has run out of ideas as to what to do for Gray-sama today.”

Lucy pondered for a moment and tap her chin thoughtfully before simply suggesting, “Nee, I think that it would be the best if you just hang out with Gray and do whatever he wants. It’s simple, but I’m sure Gray would enjoy some company from you.”

Juvia’s eyes brightened as she gazed hopefully at Lucy. “Really?”

Lucy nodded, pleased at how Juvia seemed so happy. “Gray may not show it, but he really cares for you. I’m sure there would be nothing more he’d love than for you to be by his side and enjoy some time with him!”

“Juvia is thankful! Thank you, Lucy-san!” The blue-haired girl got up from her seat cheerily and was just about to skip away happily to find the ice mage when Lucy reached out to grab her wrist.

“Juvia, there’s something I’d actually like to ask you, though.”

The water mage gasped, before waving her hand dismissively at Lucy. “Juvia only has feelings for Gray-sama.”

Lucy sweatdropped as she shook her head, not wanting to wonder what fertile imagination Juvia had pictured in her mind. “I just wanted to ask why you are always so keen on celebrating every day with Gray.”

Juvia looked at Lucy with a straight face, causing Lucy to stutter and quickly add, “Well, I mean that there’s nothing wrong with it, and I do admire you for the effort that you put in. I was just wondering… What for?”

“Juvia has always thought that Lucy-san was smart.”

“I’ll take no offense to that.” Though, the blonde was laughing nervously and clenching her fist behind her back.

“Gray-sama has always saved Juvia. Juvia may not be able to always save Gray-sama but she can do little things like these to show Gray-sama that she is thankful.”

Lucy blinked as she realised how true Juvia’s words were.

“Lucy-san should perhaps show some gratitude towards Natsu-san too. Juvia thinks that it would make Natsu-san very happy,” Juvia clapped her hands in delight.

“N-Natsu? Why Natsu?! That’s really… Really…” The blonde couldn’t find any words to cover up.

“Juvia thinks that Natsu-san and Lucy-san make a great couple!” Juvia cheered, before softly adding with a sly smile as she turned her back to Lucy. “That way Juvia will have one less love rival!”

“I can hear you, you know…” Lucy sweatdropped.

Juvia took no notice of Lucy’s words, bowing 90 degrees to Lucy before waving at her briefly. “Thank you for today, Lucy-san!”

Lucy smiled brightly back at the water mage, feeling a sense of pride well up within her for some reason. She turned back to the counter to see Mirajane making some drinks, and leaned her cheek to her right palm as she sighed.

“For Natsu, huh?” Lucy mumbled to herself. “What can I do for him though?”

“Ohayou, Lucy!”

Lucy spun to see Happy walking towards her on the counter, and beamed.

“Nee, Happy, what do you think is a good present for Natsu?”

The blue cat who had just sat down on the counter and was preparing to take out his fish suddenly stopped, turning to look at Lucy with a sly smile.

“You llllllllike him.”

“Stop rolling your tongue, you stupid cat!” Lucy yelled back, a hint of blush splashed across her cheeks.

Happy simply gave a prideful smile, before starting to munch on his favourite food.

“So… What do you think it’s good?”

“I would like fish!”

“I’m not asking you what you want!” Lucy yelled again as she rubbed her sore temple. The blonde suddenly blinked as an idea sparked in her mind, before hurriedly getting up from her seat.

“Thanks, Happy!” The celestial mage had wasted no time and was already heading out of the guild.

“Aye, no problem!” Happy, who had been oblivious to the entire event, continued to eat happily.

Lucy was quick to getting back to her house as she smiled in delight to herself. Food, of course, would have been the best present for Natsu. Lucy recalled how Natsu had repeatedly mentioned wanting to get food as present back then when Juvia had asked him for his opinion.

Once in her house, Lucy breezed through her bookshelf as she searched for a cookbook.

“Let’s see… There we go! Flaming Chicken!” The blonde beamed in delight, hugging the book to her chest before punching her fist in the air. “Yoshi! Let’s do this!”

Two hours passed and Lucy had come up with nothing presentable nor edible.

And who could blame her? Though she was a well-read mage, she had servants for sixteen years in her life to cook for her. Lucy knew zilch about cooking prior to this day itself.

Still, the blonde mage was not giving up. She’d burned her fingers several times, ran out to buy several chickens after ruining each one, poured hot sauce all over her kitchen and made an entire mess of the counter, but for the sake of Natsu, Lucy knew nothing about giving up. Perhaps it was that the fire dragon slayer’s stubborness had rubbed off of her after their years of being together.

The late afternoon soon sinked in and Lucy found herself dozing off as she added the sauce to the chicken. The blonde groaned as she realised that the sauce was not added evenly, and she had ruined the appearance of the meal.

She would have to redo again…

Was what she thought but the idea of a short nap appeared much more appealing at the moment. Lucy murmured a few sleepy words as sleep clouded her thoughts and she rested her head and hands on the counter of the kitchen.

The celestial mage had been so deep in sleep that she did not realise that the door of her house was clicking open.

“Yo, Lu-” A loud voice rang through the house and briefly stopped.

Natsu blinked for a moment when he saw the celestial mage lying down on the counter, fast asleep. The fire mage grinned sneakily, before putting down his pack and pulling out a marker.

“Nin nin!” Natsu snickered as he pulled up his muffler to his nose. The dragon slayer began to gradually tip-toe his way to the dozing celestial mage.

And just as Natsu was about to open the cap of his marker, a note on the refridgerator beside him caught his eye.

“Mission: Thank Natsu!

Steps for Making the Best Present for Natsu:

1) Make the dish with lots of feelings! Think about the many things that Natsu has done for you as you make the dish and pour all your feelings into it!

2) Package it nicely and remember to add a note on top!

3) Remember to sincerely say a word of “Thank You!” to Natsu too!

Ganbatte, Lucy! \o/“

Natsu chuckled as he read the note, slowly pulling down his muffler. The dragon slayer turned to Lucy again, before catching sight of the dish beside her - a messy plate of food with sauce all over the plate with garnish poorly laid out on.

The dragon slayer who had always used his hands to eat figured that he wanted to take his time to savor the dish, and for the first time in his life, took out a fork from Lucy’s drawer and began to carefully slice the meat and put it into his mouth.

Chomp, chomp, chomp.

Natsu sweatdropped at how the chicken was not even cooked enough. Yet, something about the dish made his stomach fill up with a flurry of butterflies.

It has to be the chicken, Natsu thought to himself seriously, before looking around to see what a mess Lucy had made of the kitchen.

Natsu couldn’t help but grin, before turning to Lucy and sliding an arm around her waist and another below her knees. Lifting Lucy to his chest in a bridal-style embrace, the dragon slayer carried her to her bed and tucked her in, pulling the blanket right up to her chin as he knew the celestial mage liked. He then bent down beside her, tucking a stray lock of golden hair behind her ear and holding a breath as he realised how breathtaking his partner looked.

Natsu couldn’t hold back his smile, and gently patted Lucy’s head and ruffled her hair gently with his thumb.

"Thank you too, Luce.”

anonymous asked:

I saw what you said about some ships being like a rollercoaster and it makes sense but why do people have to write ships that aren't like that that way too even when it's ooc??? I understand it with bbkaz, but people write vkaz that way as well???? and it makes me uncomfortable because it's like people get off on something being problematic instead of wanting to see characters heal and get better??? it's a big problem in this fandom.

Okay, I was gonna ignore this, but I got to talking to a few friends about it and honestly, this ask rubs me the wrong way on multiple levels and I want to say a few things about it because I’ve been getting a lot of weird asks along these lines for the last two months.

First off, I’m trying not to be rude because considering tumblr’s demographics, the kind of people who spout this sort of rhetoric tend to be pretty young. I get that you’re being earnest to some extent, but your tone also comes off massively passive aggressive and judgmental and I really don’t get what you think you’re going to accomplish bringing this to my inbox. Am I the fandom police? Am I going to change the way I write VKaz in my fics? Am I going to talk to other people and get them to write canon-correcting Hurt/Comfort instead of the shit they actually enjoy?

Second of all, I have no idea if you’re the person who’s been sending me weird, passive aggressive asks (and a few reviews on my fics) about metal gear stuff (although most of them have been about Kaz, Venom and the implication that my readings are “"problematic”“ so uhhh you can see how I’d make the connection), so if you are not, I apologize for how strongly worded some of the stuff beneath the read-more is.

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anonymous asked:

Helloooo perfect, I saw another anon asking about tutorials; and I was just wondering about like the face and hair and stuff? Like the head i guess idk OMG (I'm so awkward sorry omgomg) and like proportion? Because I've been trying to draw the boys a lot lately and I can do like basic chibi but I'd love to be able to do something more... Realistic??? Man idk omg. And when I try drawing full body the head is massive compared to the body; I just wondered if you could give some tips? Thank you! <33

Hello! Thank you for coming by with your fantastic question! It wasn’t awkward at all, so don’t sweat it. :)) Boys can be tricky if you’re not as comfortable or used to drawing them, but all it takes is practice. Men’s proportions are very similar to that of women, but their bodies don’t have the soft or more dramatic curves. They are also a bit broader and straighter. But I ramble– I will do my very best to explain my process and give some tips. It may get a bit lengthy, so I apologize beforehand. For this tutorial, I will be using Ezio Auditore. :)

1) In this base here, I have two colors: Pink and blue. At this point of my drawing escapades, I skip right to rough sketches (the blue), so I forego the whole guidelines bit (pink) most of the time. But, if you don’t know what goes where just yet, doing the pink guidelines is very useful. The main guidelines are for these things: The ear starts and ends where your eyes begin (halfway down the head) and your nose ends (up until the bottom quarter of the head). Your mouth is halfway down between the nose and the chin; its width is from the middle of one eye to the middle of the another. Eyes are a quarter each way from the front of the face (but it’s a bit skewed here do to the turn of the head). You can look at more placements on google with face proportions, but this is a nice one. (Of course, however, everyone has different faces, so things can be different!)

2) Now the actually drawing comes into play. See all the stuff I mentioned in part 1 about what belongs where? Well, if you did the guidelines, it will make it even easier to plot out the eyes, nose, ears, and mouth out. So, go ahead and do that! I’ll give a detail on how I do eyes here:

Next, hair!

3) So, as you can see, I got rid of the sketch/guidelines. Why? Because you’re down the skeletal structure. All what’s left is hair, and that’s not…part of the skeletal structure (I guess that’s the way I can describe it, haha). All you must remember for hair is to not make it too poofy by starting your hair far too up. It rests on top of your head and hugs it! The hairline is about a tenth from the top of the head. Even if the person’s hair is poofy naturally, keep that in mind! Respect that hairline! Anyway, now, you asked how I did hair, no? :

So, this is a really dumb detail shot (and this will be an even dumber explanation; i’m trying) but hair isn’t too difficult. I honestly just stroke in lines (and this is messy here, so as you can see, I kinda just go with it). There’s two things to remember about hair: Hair part and hair flow. Your hair at the part should be stemming from it, branching off into the appropriate direction. Ezio Auditore has a hair part in the middle, so his bangs and hair fall sideways evenly down the middle. Just remember: Flow and direction. That part is crucial. And, to note, don’t be afraid to draw in those strands! Hair isn’t a block; it has detail. You don’t have to go hyper detail, however, for that can really make the work look clunky. Just keep practicing and it really will come to you, and easier than the others (like eyes, nose, lips, etc., in my opinion). 

BAM. Ezio. I just pooped on clothes… Sorry, Ezio. Your assassin gear is a pain in the butt.

Now, about full body, the way to differ from chibi to, say, realism, is the proportion. Chibi ignores the rules of proportion in relation to the head, but if you want it to be more realistic, you can’t do that. You can bend rules for cartoons, etc., of course, but to note, to bend these rules and make it still look purposefully stylized and not flat out wrong, you still must know the rules. To bend them, one must first understand them. Anyway, the human body is 7 ½ heads tall.

(Ezio is so happy and so dazzled by your beauty.) But that’s how it is! Thighs are roughly the width of your head. Shoulders extend about a head away from the center. The width of the torso extend just a bit beyond the ears of the head in both directions before tapering a bit thinner to the waist and rounding about again at the hips. This is a good reference image.

Anyway, I suck at tutorials, but, hey, I tried! Happy drawing, as always!

kookieminjoon  asked:

please help me omg i'm so lost with the shinee comeback and help what are some really good shinee songs, um who are the members and agh i'm sorry it's just that i can see you're into shinee and i've been meaning to listen to their music but i've been so caught up with BTS and EXO and Big Bang but i'm ready now and this probably doesn't make sense i'm sorry have a good day <3

First of all, hello my sweetie! I am very glad that you are interested in SHINee! They are irresistible eh? hehe But if you want to be part of the most amazing fandom, warm welcome ❤(ˆ‿ˆԅ)

Let’s start with the members first: 
1. Our Leadernim Lee Jinki aka Onew. He has the most beautiful voice there is like oh my god it’s your 10th shot of vodka. He is very very very kind and is just precious overall. I can’t T_T When you hear him singing/talking you know right away it’s him. He is the oldest in SHINee. And if you ask me, he has the best voice there.  <3 LOOK AT THIS BEAUTY: 

2. Kim Jonghyun aka our resident puppy (and Dino when we are at it. Also, he is the shortest member, there is no way to miss him haha :3). He is 2nd oldest.  asdfghklkgdd He is handsome and sexy af… but let’s talk about his voice… he can hit those high notes like woah his voice will make you faint NO NO BIG NO do not bias him you’ll be sexually frustrated for the rest of your life that bastard has no chill. He doesn’t know what shirt is. 

3. Kim Kibum aka Key. Babyyyyy <3 Kibum is beautiful. Like. Really. Beautiful. Like you wish you were Kibum- beautiful. He really has beautiful voice and people need to give him more credit for that. (many of high notes in songs are actually Kibum’s) Not to mention the way he dances. I can freely say that he is on Taemin’s level… it’s easy to recognize him, he’s DIVA af and resident fashionista. Seriously everyone needs to appreciate this man. Kibum is LOVE.

4. Choi Minho aka Minho aka Mr. Choi aka that handsome mfker. I seriously don’t understand how someone can be THAT attractive. Like what do you eat for breakfast Minho? WHY SO BEAUTIFUL??? D: But… did you hear his voice guurl? It’ll make you faint. Heard that ‘’SHINee’s back’’ whisper? ya that’s him. He is rapper and is the tallest member and 2nd youngest. He’s crazy about sports. Did I mention how attractive he is? 

5. Lee taemin. Fucking Lee Taemin. He is the maknae and main dancer. When starting to describe Taemin, First of all he is the most beautiful human being alive. I have no clue how is he human actually. Whatever you do, you are not as beautiful as him. (males and females included) But let’s talk about his dancing… The way he moves guurlllll… when you see him rolling them hips, you’ll get all sorts of thoughts in your head hahah.  Although he is the maknae… dont let that fool you. He is taeMAN. (but boy he can pull that aegyo off like no one… xD)

SHINee is life. I don’t understand people who don’t stan them LOL 

As for songs, sure! I will gladly recommend you some! I hope you gonna like it! Here are the songs I love the most (those with  are my faves!) and think that you (maybe) would like as well (just click on the name to listen to it!):

1. Nightmare
2. Evil
3. Shine
4. Breaking News
5. 3 2 1
6. Amigo
7. Beautiful
8. Better
9. Countdown
10. Dangerous
11. Dynamite
12. Electric Heart
13. Like a Fire
14. Forever or Never
15. Get Down and Get It
16. Hello
17. Juliette
18. Obsession
19. One Minute Back
20. Ready or Not
21. Stranger
22. Sherlock
23. Why so Serious?

Taemin’s solo album ACE
Jonghyun’s solo album BASE

Also, here is the link to all SHINee live concerts. Because let’s be honest: SHINee dancing and singing live is like religious experience. It’s the best of the best. 

If you are looking for SHINee fics, however, please check this. They got rec over 450 fics with all pairings. 

If there is anything else you’d like to know about SHINee, please let me know! ^^

Starter for ronnieknoxtodie ~ Android AU

36 hours.

No sleep, little to no food, 12 cups of coffee, 28 cigarettes, and 1 minor electric shock.

In brief terms, that were the stats of William’s work as he began his 37th sleepless hour, and all that took place in his, supposedly, free time, over the weekend. He was always a workaholic, but recently, he was setting new personal records in being completely cut off from life for the sake of work.

It all started when the supervisory board of his company requested this new project. At first it sounded easy enough, much alike many others he created so far, but the more details they were giving, the more William’s face was becoming pale. Creating such accurate interface with the set of hard drives strong enough to process all the information was actually the easy part. He had experience, and resources, so it would require just a little digging, and a few tests, but it was doable. But the rest… once he heard it, it took all of his restraint not to laugh and leave the room.  But he nearly never laughed, and he was a man of good manners, therefore, he stayed and listened with as much of a straight face as he could manage.

They wanted for this new android to be so human-like that people would be, ideally, not able to recognize that it’s not an actual person. Whatever for? That was the first question William asked himself. They already had some simple-type androids, designed for specific purposes, like for example to perform high-risk jobs instead of humans. Sure you could tell they were robots just by looking at them, but the external design was a secondary issue here, their usefulness and efficiency was what mattered. This time, they wanted something completely new, not only the software with basically unlimited power of information processing and storage, world wide web search, and all that, but also for it to be stored inside a body resembling an actual human as much as possible. Friendly to approach, they called it. So simple it was for them to make theories of ideal outcome, but William actually had to build that thing. And frankly, something like that seemed impossible.

But he wouldn’t be himself if he was to give up so easily, and so he was determined to at least try. If that was meant to be his failure, let it be so, but he will not be waving white flag before the battle.

First three months he basically lived in the library, of course except for the times when he was in his workshop. Just as he suspected, the computer itself was not much of a challenge, not for him. Some research, 11 different prototypes he built to check the working power of a software (all of them looked more like multifunction kitchen-robots), lots of very expensive parts shipped from abroad, and William managed to create the computer itself, perfect unison between searching, connecting, and practical using of any kind of information. Now he “only” had to find a way how to create a body for this brain.

He was actually concerned that his hair will turn white by the time this project ends. So many things he needed to take into consideration. The android not only had to look, but also behave like a human being. So natural smoothness of movements, facial expressions, approximately close to human stimuli reaction time, and then the design itself, skin, hair… Once William took notes of all of that, the whole desk, floor, chair, and windowsills in his office were covered with pieces of paper with loose notes, sketches, drawings, projects etc. Another three months of his life disappeared as if it was a single day, a day filled with neverending work.

Finally, as he got closer to finishing the project of his life, his opus magnum as he began thinking of it, any personal life he might have had was put on hold. Barely sleeping, eating only as much to survive, forgetting to shower, and having his hands getting numb after hours of work without a break, he was getting closer to the final outcome. If he were to die one day after getting it done, it would be worth it. Because even if it seemed impossible at the beginning, it actually happened, and William had to sit down and rub his eyes for a moment, because he couldn’t believe. Half a year he was working on this creation, but when it was finally ready, it was as if William awoken from a dream.

Perfect. It was perfect. It looked so much like an actual person that William caught himself tip-toeing around it sometimes, because it looked as if it was asleep, and he didn’t want to disturb it. It was a delicate work, so even after the android was finished, William still didn’t turn it on for around another 2 weeks, checking every detail, testing if turning the power on will not burn the wires, in other words – he became obsessed with it becoming perfect in the smallest detail. It felt so eerie sometimes to be alone in his workshop with it, exactly because it seemed that he was not alone at all. After a while William realized that in his mind, he stopped calling the android “it” and began thinking of it as “he”. The illusion of his own creation fooled even his own rational mind. Eventually, as ridiculous and illogical as it seemed, William brought clothes for him, and dressed him carefully to give him some dignity.

Dignity. For a robot. He couldn’t believe he was being so silly about this. But to be fair, he really could be proud of himself. The resemblance to an actual person was undeniable, so much it was creepy. So much it caused William to dress him in human clothes because it seemed appropriate, and to behave quietly around him, to respect his sleep.

38 hours, no sleep, little to no food, 14 cups of coffee, 33 cigarettes, and 1 minor electric shock later, finally, he was ready.

William combed his hair with his fingers, blinking the sleepiness away, and he lifted the android from the metal table, putting it in a sitting position. The robot sat there limply, seemingly with no life, but William knew that inside him, a seed of life just waited to have the power switched on. He put his fingers underneath the robot’s chin, and lifted his face up. Eyes were still closed, but even so, he looked as if he could just blink them open at his own free will. William smiled lightly to himself, not very modestly feeling a sheer pang of pride in his chest. Everything about this design resembled a human in a tiniest detail. He only lacked a name. William dragged his hand along android’s cheek, thinking of all the names that would suit this face. But even though he himself designed this face and made it look as it looked, it took him a longer while to figure out a name. He didn’t want to give him an idiotic acronym name, because that was good for regular robots. And his new creation was special, and so it deserved an original name of its own. Anthony, James, Henry… nothing was good enough. William pondered for a very long while, knowing that it will be a name that the best work of his life will be known of.


The name just appeared in his mind out of nowhere and he knew that was it. Nothing else was left then, nothing else to do, nothing else to keep him from the final act of switching him on.

And so he did. He turned the power on, and held his breath, waiting for him to… wake up.


anonymous asked:

ok, so i just found and read your meta on "nico→maki angst is pandora’s box" (which absolutely crushed my heart. oh god, pairings where one feels inferior and is on paper batting way out of their league, kill me now. this is why i prefer they only really get together after Nico makes it big as an idol or whatever and has confidence and money. Not here for housewife Nico, give me power couple or bust) which kinda encapsulates why i like nicomaki so much?? (1/3)

(2/3) They’re not destined lovers, there’s no red string w/ these two. They could very easily end up as ships passing in the night. The only way they’d work is if they both put a lot of work into a relationship together. At first (and second and third) glance they’re not ideal together and that’s their charm. In order to have a future together they’d first have to butt heads, tear down some walls and learn to communicate (it’s called processing, my gay children. Lesbians are famous for it)

(3/3) On a side note, after being reminded about how infuriatingly perfect Maki is (and how poor my Nico’s chances are) I now want a fic where Nico dates Maki b/c she plans to use her Sugar Momma to help her get to the top and once there, she ditches Maki for her true love, Fame/Power/Glory. Jk, Maki, I love you but lbr my true otp is Nico/Happiness At Any Cost. Sorry for this long ass train wreck, but this pairing is hot shit for me rn and I needed to get this off my chest.

um anon were you asking for my hand in marriage because uhhhh you can totally have it?? i’m not quite sure how you’ve done it, but you’ve totally read my mind and articulated my thoughts far better than i ever could have.

Not here for housewife Nico, give me power couple or bust) which kinda encapsulates why i like nicomaki so much??

power couples are my SHIT; literally all of my otp’s are power couples in some way, shape or form. i agree with you, all of my college!nicomakis & older gotta have nico be successful in some way, whether she’s a super idol, model, or my personal favorite–voice/actress. maki’s pretty much perfect in every practical sense, and i guess it’s the masochist in me that decided “hey, you know who would be perfect for her? the bitter unhappy one with no real talents.” GG, BRO

They’re not destined lovers, there’s no red string w/ these two. They could very easily end up as ships passing in the night. The only way they’d work is if they both put a lot of work into a relationship together.

SHIT BRO, say it louder for the people in the back why don’t you. this is literally one of my favorite things about nicomaki: neither of them were made nor destined for each other. the ship was literally built on the idea of FIGHTING destiny.

in the meta sense: i read somewhere that even the creators were surprised by the popularity of nicomaki in the pre-manga days when they had been trying to push nozo/nico and maki/whomever.

in the character sense: both struggle with their class backgrounds defining their future. hell, even both appeared to have been set up and written to be teased with other characters in s1 (rin, hanayo, honoka, and nozomi for maki, and nozomi/no one for nico). you could say that before like, episode 9, they WERE ships passing in the night–and they didn’t even have an actual conversation until the episode after. the fact that fans were able to create so much content for nicomaki–before season 2 was even out–based on their chemistry alone is amazing.

if i look at the series with fresh eyes, there’s no way i’d expect them to have been one of the most popular ships. they’re both angry, they’re both stubborn, they’re both rude, they’re both mean. generally–in a show full of varied personalities, it’d be a huge no-no to pair a character with a similar character. it’d be common sense to pair the mean one with the nice one and not the other mean one, right? WELL WHOOPS TOO BAD THEY SOMEHOW WORK OUT

literally nothing is pulling these two together. no red string, no same-class convenience, no social obligations and standings, nada. you might even say that external forces are working to push them away.

you wanna know what’s actually pulling them together? themselves, because MAGNETIC PERSONALITIES, BIATCH

i love it. i love that this pairing makes sense yet also no sense at all. i love that there’s nothing connecting nico and maki aside from their personalities, because these kids happen to be the two who feel most strongly about their passions, and the two who most want destiny to go fuck itself. if they so happened to fall in love with each other, to become passionate about the other, you can bet your asses they’d give their all to create a new future for themselves–a future with each other.

and on another note–an au where nico dates maki to further her own selfish agendas? sign me the FUCK up 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 nico/happiness is some GOOD SHIT (even tho i’m totally biased and think maki would bring her the Most Happiness)

Prompt #1 (finally)

So I got into the ‘I feel like writing stuff at 1am’ mode and typed away - sorry in advance if the stuff Andrew says here are not linguistically accurate (?) because I used Google Translate for the Ukrainian stuff and if you’re not Ukrainian (like me), boo boo I got you - there’s translations at the end.

So here it is - enjoy. <3

P.S. If you want me to write a specific short little fanfic, shoot me your requests in my ask box (eg. Ashdrew + mistletoe please?) - don’t be shy. ^_^

Prompt #1: Andrew speaking Ukrainian - Ashley is intrigued.

It was 2 ‘o’ clock in the afternoon and Ashley is asleep.

Well, making videos, running up and down the office for meetings, and scrolling endlessly on tumblr can use a lot of energy.

And besides, 1:45 is her designated office nap time - right after she hurriedly ate lunch.

So practically, this is her lunch break ticking.

Despite the fact that the office doesn’t get less busy at lunchtime, Ashley didn’t find it hard to sleep at all. She was used to the familiar tap of keyboards and conversations - but this one’s a little different.

This in particular, is a phone call.

A high-pitched scream was entrapped in the screen while a deep, tired voice erupted from the other end. I mean, she knew who that tired voice belonged to - it was obvious.

It was Andrew.

Of course.

Ashley never heard this language before, so she tried to listen in to the conversation.

It’s not eavesdropping if he’s standing right next to your desk.

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