still wish i had a tablet

Negan Imagine ~ Out of the blue

When Negan first visits Alexandria he takes a liking in the heavily pregnant reader and shows a whole different side of him when its suddenly gets really tough for her…

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Originally posted by aliciasdaryl

The sun was shining brightly while you sat on the porch of your house while you sat in the rocking chair swinging slightly back and forth as you saw Rick coming towards you.
”Feeling better?”, he asked as he walked the stairs up.
Your pregnancy had been everything else than easy.
Shortly after you had noticed it, the problems had began and while you had thought that it would stop after the first months it got even worse.
You could be glad that you were in Alexandria, had medicine and wouldnt have to fear that the baby would come while a hoard of walkers could show up around every corner.
”A bit. The fresh air is doing a good job”, you said smiling at him while he pulled some tablets out of his pockets.
”I was told to give them to you”, he said laying the tablets into your hands.
You looked at Rick while he sat down next to you in another rocking chair.
His face was pale, he looked like he hadnt slept in days and his eyes looked like he would begin to cry in every next second.
It was just days ago you had seen your friends coming back, their faces completely distraught and filled with grief.
Their eyes still red and swollen from crying.
It still felt unreal that they were gone and you wished that they would come back, even if you knew they wouldn’t.
You weren’t with them when this man, this monster, killed them.
You were in Alexandria, keeping everything as good together as you could while Rick was gone.
You had almost come with them, but Gregory opposed to let two pregnant women live at Hilltop and you knew that you would let Maggie go when he announced that to Rick.
You had a break of your problems in that time and you would have never taken the place while seeing how bad she felt.
But the hard pregnancy wasnt the only thing Maggie and you shared.
The father of your child wouldnt ever get the chance to see his child grow up, just like Glenn.
He had died shortly before you met Aaron who brought you to Alexandria and also shortly before you found out that you were pregnant.
”Wont be long until its coming, huh?”, Rick asked smiling slightly while nodding over to your belly.
”By what the Doctor at hilltop calculated the last time, it has to be about two weeks, maybe a bit less left”, you said smiling back.
You looked back onto the street and saw how Rosita walked towards your house and looked up to Rick and you.
“Rick? I’ll go with Spencer on a run. Just wanted you to know”, she said into your direction.
“Alright”, responded Rick nodding before just minutes after Rosita had vanished you heard noises coming from the gates you couldnt match to Rosita and Spencer.

You walked behind Rick in the direction of the gates and could already see from afar that Spencer and Rosita werent alone and that the man behind the gates was no one else than the man your friends had told you of with shook in their voices
Negan.
He was standing there, with the baseball bat that had killed your friends over his shoulder while he talked to Spencer.
“You’re too early”, said Rick while he walked closer towards Negan.
“Missed you”, Negan said chuckling with a weird grin on his lips.
You surveyed him while he talked to Rick.
He was tall, his dark hair was gelled back, his lips that still formed that grin were surrounded with a salt and pepper beard and his eyes were gleaming.
And this pair of eyes suddenly darted directly at you while their gleam increased.
His glance stayed on you and caught your eyes and didnt let them go for moments until he looked grinning back to Rick.
Your glance went behind him were you saw how Daryl stood within Negans army.
He looked horrible, clothed in some kind of sack looking stuff and his face was swollen and covered with bruises.
God what had they done with him?

You got ripped out of your thought by the squeaking of the gates and saw how Negan walked grinning inside.
“Hold that”, muttered Negan grinning to Rick before walked towards you.
“Holy crap Darling, you are really pregnant like holy shit…and by the way also fucking pretty”, he said smirking as he walked closer while his eyes didn’t leave yours letting a shiver run down your back. 
He looked on some exaggerated kind of way around as if he was searching for somebody before he looked back at you. 
“You know Sweetie, you really deserve fucking better. If I’d be your fucking man I wouldn’t leave your fucking side…especially not in your circumstances”, he said grinning at you. 
“He’s dead”, you hissed glaring at him. 
Negan formed an “Oh” with his lips which you werent really sure about if he was actually sorry or just being sarcastic. 
Seconds later he looked smirking at you, his tongue between his lips while he analyzed your face.
“Would you-”, started Rick to say but was directly interrupted by Negan. 
“No Rick. Would you fucking shut up while I’m talking to this beautiful lady?”, Negan said chuckling at Rick while he pointed at you. 
You nodded to Rick, trying to show him that everything was alright, another dispute here was the last thing you needed and wanted.
“So what’s your name, Darling”, he asked as he turned smirking back to you . 
“(Y/N)”, you said. 
“Thats some fucking beautiful name, Darling. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m Negan”, he said smirking while you just nodded trying to respond with an uninterested glance. 
“Sweetheart, Its a fucking shame that I gotta do some work here but I’d fucking love to spend some time with you when its done”, he said winking at you before he walked back to Rick who was still holding Negans bat in his hands.
“Didn’t know you have such treasures here”, you heard him chuckling say as he bowed down to Rick. 
Negan winked one last time at you before he and his men began to make their way through Alexandria.

You walked sighing through the streets, not really knowing what to do while you saw how the Saviors got everything out of the houses that seemed somehow useful to them, before you saw Carl walk into the provisional Hospital and decided to follow him into it.
But as you had already expected it, you and Carl werent alone for a long time.
You jolted up as you saw two men walking into the room and walked straight towards the cupboards with the medicine and began pulling everything inside their bags they could grab.
”You need to leave something here”, growled Carl while one of the men turned chuckling around.
”We don’t need to leave anything here”, he said before he turned back around again and grabbed some more tablets.
“Don’t you see that she’s pregnat? She needs the medicine”, said Carl his voice already trembling though anger.
“Kid, do you think we care about that? ‘Cause surprise surprise, we don’t”, said the man chuckling darkly.
“The deal was half of it, not all”, you said calmly but still tensed.
The man turned around and looked chuckling at you.
“The thing is, what you say doesn’t matter. Not at all”, he said grinning at you. You scoffed but before you could continue you saw how Carl raised his gun.
“Deal is Deal”, growled Carl as the man turned around to him.
“Come on Kid, put that gun down you won’t shoot anyway”, said the other man grinning.
In the same moment Carl pointed at the ceiling and pulled the trigger producing a loud shot.
“I’m serious”, Carl growled before he continued.
“Now put them back”, Carl threatened while you saw two figures coming in through the door.
Rick and Negan.
Negans glance wandered from Carl to you and back before he turned around to him.
“Wow, really Kid?”, Negan asked chuckling.
“You should all go before you find out how dangerous we all are”, growled Carl, the gun still raised.
“Well, pardon me, young man. Excuse the sit out of my goddamn french but did you just fucking threaten me?”, asked Negan pointing at Carl who growled in response.
“I like you, so I don’t wanna go hard and prove a point here…again”, Negan continued while Carl finally lowered the gun.
“So whats the fucking problem, that Carl over here wants to shoot my men”, asked Negan raising his eyebrows.
“Your men want to take all the medicine and not the agreed half”, you said while Negan turned around to you by the sound of your voice.
He smirked while looking into your eyes, but just seconds later his glance got more serious before he turned around to his men.
“Alright…you leave the fucking medicine here”, he said shortly glancing at you and then back to his men.
“Everyth-”, began the shorter one to reply but got interrupted by Negan.
“Yeah fucking everything. But that doesnt change that this young man tried to cause some fucking trouble with one of my guns. So you know what I fucking guess Rick? I think you have way to many of my fucking guns”, he said looking over to Rick.
While Negan began to talk to Rick you felt how an unbearable pain shot through your body and made your legs feel like they couldn’t hold your body anymore. You heard how you gasped asyou stumbled backwards, while your eyes fluttered through the pain that just wouldn’t stop shooting through every inch of your body.
You felt how somebody grabbed you before you could stumble even more and how this person placed one hand on your back to stabilize you.
As you slowly looked up from your belly you didn’t saw into Ricks or Carl’s eyes, it were Negans.
“Holy crap Sweetheart are you alright?”, he asked looking at you while you tried to get your voice back.
“It’s coming”, was the only thing you could get out of your mouth before the pain shot again through your body.
Looking into his eyes you saw the shook in them, he swallowed hard and it seemed like he couldnt get a word out of his mouth.
You had made this man speechless for a moment.
You saw how he rallied himself , while you noticed that you had clawed your hands into the leather sleeves of his jacket.
Hell, why now?
Why?
Now when this man was here.
“Where’s your fucking doctor?”, Negan finally asked turning to Rick.
“Your men shot her some time ago”, you muttered before Rick could say anything.
Negan looked back at you while he breathed stressed out.
“Anybody else who knows how to deliver a fucking baby?”, he asked and you could hear that he tried to be as calm as he could.
You tired to get your pounding head to think about the people that could be in line for that.
Rosita was in the woods with Spencer.
She could be anywhere there.
The only one that came into your mind was Eric.
He had told you some time ago that he had assisted by one of the births while Pete had been the doctor here.
And that was better than nothing
“Maybe Eric, but I don’t know where he is”, you  said while your voice trembled.
“Okay Sweetheart, I’ll fucking stay here with you and we’re gonna bring this baby fucking healthy into the world, trust me”, he said still holding you tight before he ordered Rick to search for Eric.
“You’re not staying alone here with her”, said Carl suddenly glaring at Negan.
“Kid, do you really fucking think I’ll hurt her or what?”, Negan asked bewildered.
Carl scoffed while his glance gored through Negan.
“Alright, stay here or help your Dad search for that man, whatever”, Negan said before he looked back at you.
“Its too early, its coming too early”, you muttered trembling while you still tried to realize what was happening right now.
“Don’t worry Sweetheart. Its gonna be fucking alright”, Negan said stroking over your back.
He was calm now, or at least were good at pretending to be and with that, he surprised you.
Right now he wasnt that asshole, he was softer and more concerned than you ever thought this man could be.
Your legs began to become weak again and it seemed like Negan noticed that.
“I’ll get you to the cot”, you heard Negan mutter before he slowly lead you over to the cot.
Your legs trembled as you propped yourself against it and suddenly felt something wet running down your legs.
“Shit”, you muttered before you looked swallowing at Negan.
“Something wrong, Darling?”, you heard Negan ask with a concerned undertone.
“My water just broke”, you responded while you saw how Negan swallowed before he helped you get onto the cot
You laid there whille the pain of your first contraction decreased as Negan looked at you.
“Alright, we gotta get you out of those pants”, he said looking down on you before you slowly nodded.
Negan began gently slipping off your pants but as he went for your panties you jolted up by his touch.  
“Theres no reason to be shy, Sweetheart. Trust me, Ive already seen lady parts and I won’t touch you anywhere you don’t fucking want to”, he said.
”Okay”, you responed quietly nodding.
You looked over to Carl.
You could see that he tried his hardest to not let it show through how difficult this situation was for him.
You had been with them when Lori gave birth to Judith, had helped Maggie to get the baby out of Loris body and had seen how Carl had to see how his mother died.
And you had heard how he finally shot her.
If the situation right now sent you back to the moment his mom died through childbirth, then he would see the pictures before his eyes again also.
“Carl, you don’t have to stay if-”, you said but before you could go on Carl interrupted you.
“I’m staying”, he said determined while you heard Negan chuckle slightly.
You looked back at him, he had sat down on a chair and now he took your hand into his.
“What are you doing?”, you asked looking surprised at him.
“You’re gonna need something to fucking squeeze, right?”, he asked grinning.
That man that sat next to you, holding your hand had nothing in common with the man your friends had to met.
With the man that had bashed your friends heads.
And that confused you.
You didnt know how to get those two versions of him together.
How to see him anyways.
You were about to ask him why he was staying but you felt how everything in your lower stomach contracted again and the pain rushed through your whole body.
You began to tremble uncontrollably as your breath got faster and your heart pumped heavily against your chest while it felt like somebody was ripping your stomach.
The pain brought tears into your eyes and let them fall down your cheeks while you tried to not let the pain drive you insane.
You squeezed the living hell out of Negans hands while he stroke with his free hand over your lower arm, trying his best to help you through your pain.
Suddenly the door hit open and you saw how Eric rushed in, while you felt how the contraction got less strong again but left your body trembling.
“Rick told me-”, he said but suddenly stopped as he saw Negan sitting next to you while you saw how Negan began to grin.
Eric swallowed but walked then over to you.
“So you know how that whole fucking thing works?”, asked Negan looking at the swallowing Eric.
“I’m no doctor, but I helped once…I’ll try my very best", he said to Negan before his glance wandered over to you.
“Trust me”, Eric said while you responded with a nod because you couldn’t get a word out of your mouth.
You tried to calm yourself a bit down as the pain left your body, but you knew that it would come back, and that it would come back even worse.
You looked at your hand that was still grabbed tight around Negans and made his turn pale.
You shocked loosend your grip as you saw how hard you had squeezed it.
“No, no, its fucking okay, just keep doing it”, he said pulling your hand back into his after he had seen your glance.
“Thanks”, you forced with the last energy out of your trembling lips while he began letting his thumb circle soothing over the back of your hand.
“Any fucking time”, he said with a slight smile on his lips.
You stayed like that for not long until the next contraction started that was even worse than the others before and it just kept going like that.
Contraction.
Break.
Contraction.
Break and it just went on and on, while the breaks became smaller and the contractions so worse that you had the feeling that it would break your body.
You don’t know how long it went on like that but it felt like a eternity.
“Alright, (Y/N) you have to press”, said Eric and seemed to sound as calm as he could.
You followed his directions but it just felt like it helped nothing while the pain tortured you.
You heard Negan saying words and even if your pounding head and the gaze the pain had laid over you didnt let you hear what he was saying, his voice somehow calmed you a bit down.

The pain of the contraction finally decreased slowly and left you completely done.
Your ribcage went uncontrollably up and down and you felt as weak as never before.
“I don’t know how long I can go on”, you stumbled, your voice trembling almost as much as your whole body while you looked over to Negan.
“Alright, listen Sweetheart, you seem like a fucking brave and strong woman and I fucking bet you’ve went through a whole shitload of crap so you’ll fucking make it through this too”, Negan said calmly while he soothing squeezed your hand.
You nodded slowing your breath down and laying back into the pillow.
Suddenly Eric’s face went as white as a ghost.
“Whats wrong?”, you heard Negan ask concerned.
You looked to Eric and saw his hands and lower arms completely covered in blood while he stared swallowing over to Negan.
”I don’t think that much blood is normal”, it blustered out of his mouth while his eyes were widened.
Your breath got heavier again, while your body began shaking harder.
You didnt know what to do anymore.
Your head was muddled trough all the pain and your body felt like it couldnt take much more burden.
“What now?”, was the only thing you could get out of your mouth.
“I…I make it somehow happen..we have to go through this, theres no other way I can think of”, said Eric exhausted but still determined.
You saw yourself already dead, worse, your child dead and the thoughts of that made the panic increase and your eyes widened, while you began to quietly whimper.
“Shh, you’re doing a fucking great job (Y/N). You’re gonna make it through this, alright? We’re gonna deliver your baby fucking healthy, I fucking promise”, Negan said before he brought your hand to his face and brushed his lips over its back while his thumb kept circling soothing over it.
You tried to allow the feeling to calm you down, you didnt want the pain to take over your head even if it seemed often like it almost did.
And after a few moment his actions actually calmed you a little bit down before the next time wanted to test you again.
Eric did all he could.
Carl glanced supporting at you even if you saw how hard it was for him.
Negan kept sitting next to you, stood by your side the whole time, held your hand and somehow found the right words.
And you, you were trying your best to stay determined and not let the horrible pain get you down that kept trying to conquer your head after it had overtaken your body.
You don’t know how long it stayed like that.
How long the pain washed over you like a wave that tried to drown you again and again.
And even if it seemed almost impossible to you, Negan was definitely one of the reasons you could keep up.

You were almost completely down and out as you heard a scream and with that one moment you were complete awake again.
As your view began to be clear again was the first thing you saw Negan, his face turned away from you but you could still recognize how amazed and speechless he looked into a specific direction.
You followed his glance and saw how Eric walked towards you with a little body in his arms.
The little body of your baby.
As you felt how it was laid onto your chest, the feeling of pure happiness streamed through your whole body and seemed to wash all the pain out of it.
The last hours suddenly didnt matter anymore for now, they were more than worth it.
You looked at the little human that laid just covered by a small blanket in your arms while you felt how warm tears of happiness rolled down your cheeks.
After some time your glance went up and you saw into the faces of Carl, Eric and also Negan whose glances were directed on you and your child.
You smiled overjoyed and couldnt even stop doing so.
You were exhausted but you didnt care about that for now, you were just happy that your child laid healthy in your arms after that torture of birth.
You heard a knock on the door and just moments later a savior came in.
“Boss, the night has already descended. We should maybe leave…”, said the man with a nervous undertone.
“A third of you stay here with me over the night, the others leave. I don’t fucking care who… and now get the fuck out”, growled Negan before he looked back at you.
You looked asking at him before walked a bit towards you.
“Just wanna be on the fucking save side that you’re both doing well”, he said with a small smile on his lips.
It was not alike the saucy grin he had on face when you were standing by the gates, no, this time and also the whole time he was standing by your side it was a honest friendly smile you would never have expected from him.
You should hate him for what he had done and was still doing to your friends, but after these endless hours he had shown another side and you couldnt leave that side unnoticed.
Negan sat down next to you on the cot looked from you to your child after he had softly brushed a strand of hair out of your face.
“Thats some fucking miracle, huh?”, he said looking at the little bundle of joy in your arms.
“Yeah, it is”, you muttered smiling while you the hand of your baby wrapped around your finger.
“I’ll let you everything here you fucking need, you’re not gonna have to fucking worry about anything”, he muttered half in thoughts before he looked with a half smile up and you could see in his glance that he absolutely meant it.

That man who were a monster had also a humane side in him left you couldn’t deny and he didnt just proved it through the birth where he had stood by your side the whole time, he also stayed the whole night after it with you, making sure that you were alright.
You got to see this side of him even more and more and somehow, you seemed to let this side of him grow.

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So adding to that I’m going to add context with some whining.  After getting my tax return I finally decided to use this gift card to Best Buy my mom got me for Christmas and pick up the new Intuos Pro since they’re $50 off right now.  I figure spending $100 on a brand new tablet to replace my really old and scratched up Intuos 4 isn’t a bad deal at all.  And now that I’ve gotten it, I feel like Wacom deliberately keeps making these new versions of the Intuos more and more rough specifically so the nibs wear out quicker and quicker.  Long rambling ahead…

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The Pharaoh’s Bride

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*Ahkmenrah-centric

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The group made their way into the Egyptian wing, thankful to have finally made it. As they stepped over the threshold, a woman appeared from the shadows.

“Mother,” Ahkmenrah whispered, stepping forward into the woman’s embrace.

A man stepped forward now, his stony face revealing a warm smile. He, too, welcomed his son back with open arms.

“Mother, Father, these are my friends,” Ahkmenrah said, indicating the group behind him. “This is Larry, guardian of Brooklyn. He’s the one who got us here, brought us to restore the tablet.”

“The tablet?” Ahkmenrah’s father said.

Larry handed the tablet over and began explaining what had happened to it. Ahkmenrah paid attention for a moment, but then his eyes were drawn back into the shadows once again.

“Y/N?”

“Ahkmen?”

Everyone watched as a young woman appeared, around Ahkmenrah’s age. The two ran towards each other, wrapping their arms around the other.

“Dad?” Nick asked. “Who’s that?”

“I… I don’t know… his sister?”

“Don’t be absurd, my boy,” Teddy said. “Look at how they’re embracing. That’s more than a familial hug. I would think that’s his wife.”

“Wife?” Larry asked. “Ahkmenrah’s married?”

The rest of the New York posse shrugged—they’d never heard Ahkmenrah mention a wife during all their years in the museum.

Finally, Ahkmenrah and the woman let go. Larry noticed Ahkmenrah’s hand slip down into the woman’s.

“Everyone,” Ahkmenrah said. “This… is Y/N. My wife.”

“Bully!” Teddy said. “Congratulations, my boy.”

“Wife?” Larry asked again. “I… she… that’s… that’s great, Ahkmenrah.”

“She’s been here the whole time,” Ahkmenrah’s mother said. “She was buried with us… buried with you, Ahkmen. But when you were transferred to the other museum…”

“She was left behind,” Larry finished.

Ahkmenrah gazed down at you. “I never thought I would see you again, my darling.”

“I never thought I would see you, either,” you replied.

“I have so much to tell you,” Ahkmenrah said. “I’ve had so many great adventures… adventures I wish you could have been a part of.”

“Go,” Ahkmenrah’s father said, small smile still on his face. “You two explore the museum. We’ll figure out what to do with this tablet.”

Ahkmenrah gave a slight bow to his father before leading you out of the exhibit.

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The two of you wandered around, watching the other attractions come to life. You smiled at them in wonder; Ahkmenrah had to keep reminding himself that this was the first time you’d gone through this.

“It’s wonderful,” you said as if reading his mind. “Though I’m sure it’s almost boring for you.”

“I remember what it was like, the first time my eyes opened because of the tablet,” Ahkmenrah said. “It… is truly magnificent.”

“What’s New York like?”

“Beautiful. Though not nearly as beautiful as Egypt.” A trio of bronze statues clambered past, their footsteps echoing throughout the hall. “And not nearly as beautiful as you.”

“Ahkmen,” you said, a slight blush on your cheek.

“I cannot believe… after all these years… your beauty has not tarnished.”

“We can thank our preservers for that.” You gazed up at him. “You don’t look a day over twenty-five.”

“So much time has passed,” Ahkmenrah said, taking both your hands in his. “And yet… I feel as though we’ve picked up right where we left off.”

“I feel the same.” Your eyes grew sad. “But… what will happen when you have to return to New York?”

“You could come with me.”

“But what about your parents?”

“There is room in my display for all of you.” Ahkmenrah squeezed your hands. “Please, Y/N. I cannot think of spending another hour apart from you.”

“Ahkmen, won’t they think it strange to find no mummies here and three new ones in New York?”

“Exhibits change places all the time.”

“And we are one of the most popular ones here. If we left…”

Ahkmenrah realized that what you were saying was true. “Then I will stay here.”

“Ahkmen,”

“Please, darling. I cannot be separated from you again.”

You nodded. You didn’t think you could be apart from him again, either. And now that there was this tablet that had brought you to life… well, the world was full of wonder and possibility.

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The tablet’s power was restored. Ahkmenrah approached Larry, prepared to tell him the bad news.

But Teddy intervened.

“Ahkmenrah,” he said with that little grin, his eyes shining. “We’ve come to a decision.”

“As have I, my good friend.”

“We want you and the tablet to stay here.”

“I… what?”

“You belong here, my boy. With your family. With your wife.”

“But… the tablet…”

“It’s yours. Always has been. We can’t ask to keep it.”

“But if you leave it here….”

“We understand. And we’ve agreed that… we’ve had our time in the moonlight.”

Ahkmenrah was quiet for a moment. “I cannot thank you enough.”

“Use your time wisely. Never take a moment for granted. And above all, love your wife with everything you have.”

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Three years later, Ahkmenrah carefully helped you from your wooden crate. He plucked a stray piece of straw from your hair with a smile. “How was your journey?”

“Claustrophobic.” You looked around. “This is… New York?”

Ahkmenrah nodded. “Come. I have some friends I want you to meet.”

Listen. Listen look im stilll love randyc unningham 9th grade nonja okay. I love it i just d ont have tiem toe draw for it anymore. Liste n okay? I love this dumb show with its dumb characters. I want it back.

This is a year old or more. I dont remember. Ninjashow was still showing when i drew it so a very long time ago. I want it back. I wish my tablet would work again. I wish i had money to buy a new one. I wish this dumb show with its dumb characters would come back.

Okay so, I might be late. But I still wanted to draw something for @deoxyrebornicleic birthday!

(it took me so fucking long because I had nothing else than my stupid mouse and MSPaint to draw ._.) (yea my tablet is broken again) (btw im sorry the quality of the pic is probably shit)

So… Happy Birthday Deo! I just want to let you know that you are an amazing artist and that I really like you.

I wish you to be happy and to keep doing all you do so well. You are an amazing person, and I havent been looking up to you only beacause of your incredible art and caraters idea, but also beacause you are the strongest person I’ve ever seen and that every time I learn that you’ve accomplished something, i’m so proud! We don’t know eachother but I can still feel like you’re a friend to me, and friend for us all in everykind of situation. Looking at your blog always bright up my day and you make me smile even when I actually wanted to cry. You inspired me so much in everything I do and I’ve got to say that you helped me a lot to feel more safe about myself. There is so much I want to say about how wonderful of an alien being you are but I just can’t find the words.

So just remember, you are strong, amazing, incredibly talented and probably the best friend anybody could wish to have. 

Take care of yourself, We love you ♥ 

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Happy birthday !!! @dreamy-94

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(honestly, it’s like 2am and i apologize for this terrible excuse for a birthday present I promise ill draw something better later

o-fortunate-adulescens  asked:

for the classics ask meme: 14, 17, 20 and 6!

14. which Greek tragedy is your favourite?

There’s a lot of favourites to choose from but I’d say Euripides’ Trojan Women, because it speaks to me in many ways - the destruction caused by one person’s ideal, the grief of the survivors, the question of what’s left behind and what’s to be done with it, the toll of war on women and children, and overall the message that violence leaves no winners, only losers. It was very brave of Euripides to write it all, especially given the historical context (the Peloponnesian War and the siege of Melos), and I’m glad he did because its message is still relevant today.

17. if you could recover one lost work, which one would it be?

Just one? Aaaah. There’s a lot of tablets which I wish weren’t so fragmentary (the Gilgamesh Epic, for example, and a lot of the Ahhiyawa texts) but if I had to choose just one single work, it would have to be Hypatia’s writings. Or one of the less-preserved Greek poetesses, maybe Erinna or Myrto.

20. what do you love most about studying classics?

Awesome question! I love many, many things but what I love the absolute most is the humanity behind ancient civilisations. I love how each historian, each ruler, each poet we study was a person just like me. I love how Herodotus got so excited about Egypt he wrote an entire book about it. I love how Mursili II loved his wife and Tukulti-Ninurta loved books and Alexander the Great loved to party and get drunk. I love how Sappho described falling in love. I love seeing a necklace and knowing a woman once wore it and smiled at the mirror and felt beautiful. I love holding a tablet written by a man whose name I’ll never know, who turned to dust 4000 years ago, but who held this same clay in his hand just like me. I love the lives and deaths archeology uncovers, the sandwich bar found at Troy, the Pompeii graffiti, the little two-year-old whose remains were found in a collapsed building in Lachish. I love how wherever we look, we always encounter humanity. I could go on for hours and hours but the Hittite prince Kantuzzili puts it best: “Life is bound up with death and death is bound up with life.” Even long-dead, ancient people are us, and we are them, and that’s what I love most about my studies.

6. who is your favourite character from the Iliad or Odyssey?

Patroclus. He’s so special. His kindness and gentleness stand out right from the beginning, and his reason for going into battle is not glory, but to stop people he knows from dying. Even so, he’s a fantastic warrior and if I’m not mistaken, he holds the highest death count for one book. Not that killing people is a good thing, but I like that Patroclus isn’t just the defenseless sweetheart he’s mistaken to be - he’s strong and capable and independent too. Still, his driving force is his compassion and in an epic about war, that makes him all the more unique.

I also love how his whole plot line with Achilles (who comes at a very close second) is the culminating point of the story and illustrates just how bloody and horrible the price of revenge can be. The Iliad itself is about the tragedy of war, and I feel nobody exemplifies it better than Achilles and Patroclus.

Speedpaint

OY VEY! This took a long time. XD I started it at like 1 AM this morning, stopped after a few hours, slept, woke up, kept working. I recorded it for a speedpaint, and I had about three and a half hours of footage. I did take a few breaks between recordings though, so I probably spent more like four and a half hours in total working on this. Anyway I don’t know if they still celebrate Christmas in Vegas in 2281, or where they got that tree, or where Tess got that dress, but its Christmas so let me have my fun. :B The Lucky 38 is going to look FESTIVE as HECK.

Also Rex is a reindeer. What a cute doggo.

Gettin more into the ‘Pokemon GO’ vibe! I just wished we had more options to customize our trainers tho. Made this for my upcoming pokemon blog thegengarsquad, where I will post any pokemon related stuff and my Pokemon go experiences. It’s already up but still empty. Need to finish few stuff on the theme ;P

Will also offer any pokebreeding services for x/y. Yes, I still play it. Need to catch up with the others, and S/M is coming soon too. UGH IM SO BEHIND.

It’s 2015

My little sister was playing a game on the tablet. She was dressing up a girl. From her hair, clothes and skin color, everything to her wishes.

She was dressed in pink, had freckles and was white.

Second round we were doing it together, I suggested a darker skin color. Something that resembled her dark brown, rich in melanin skin.

She was disgusted. I was shocked.

‘But it’s 2015.’ I thought.

Somehow a 6 year old girl’s definition of beauty was corrupted to the image of white people.
2015 and we are still facing the same problems.

—  Streamintheforest, Farah
On buying a tablet

Hey guys, I reblogged this tablet a couple of days ago, but apparently it’s not that good.

There are always some people who are gonna give negative reviews about a product even when it’s good, so don’t take any opinion on face value, but do some research of your own before you buy. Every brand has it’s own quirks and problems, so try to find out about them and see if you can live with that (Wacom for instance has a driver crash problem causing you to lose pen pressure, it’s a small quirk, but can be annoying at times because you need to close off your drawing program and restart the driver for it to work again)

I myself owned a Trust tablet before this, which broke down after a year or so, which isn’t that long. But my previous Wacom Intuos Pro lasted for the same amount of time. Luckily I bought it somewhere where I could easily return it and got a brand new one. What I’m trying to say is when buying something as expensive as a tablet it’s a good idea to buy it somewhere trustworthy where you can return it without problems if the product does not live up to your expectations or if it breaks down within the warranty period.

Obviously Wacom is the standard in graphics tablets, but they are also really expensive and not everyone has Wacom tablet money. Before my Trust tablet broke down I was actually really content with it, even though it was only about €80,-.

Here are some things to look for when buying a tablet

  • Pen pressure levels: most tablets have 1024 levels of pen pressure, better tablets have 2048 levels of pen pressure. This means how sensitive the pen is to pressure, the higher the more accurate the tablet can register pen pressure. 1024 is fine, 2048 just works smoother.
  • Available drawing space: Most tablets come in different sizes. Try to determine for yourself how much you need to be comfortable.  Also beware that the size of the tablet is not the same as the active drawing space. For example, this is the active drawing space on the Intuos Pro

    so consider this, especially when buying smaller tablets. Usually the active drawing space is mentioned in the specifications.
  • Buy a tablet where the cable can be easily replaced! The cable is one of the weakest and most easily breakable points of the tablet, and it would be a shame if you have to throw out the tablet because the cable broke. (I think I have had to replace mine twice already due to bunny related incidents).
  • Make sure the pen is ergonomical, because your gonna be holding that thing a lot and I can tell ya, drawing with a bad pen is killing for your hand. Ideally it has a rubber bit that’s a bit thicker so you can hold the pen loosely. This is all personal preference, but overall thicker pens are usually easier to hold.
  • LPI: this means lines per inch and is the resolution of the tablet. the higher this number, the higher the resolution and the smoother the drawing on the tablet will be.
  • Hotkeys and eraser: these two things are an added bonus that make your life easier, but aren’t strictly needed. With hotkeys you can assign certain commands and buttons to your tablet so you don’t need your keyboard all the time (adding ctrl z is very handy, for example). Some tablets also have pressure sensitivity on both sides of the pen, so you can flip it around to use the other end as an eraser. Again these things aren’t needed but handy to have.
  • Buy a tablet that fits your purpose. You don’t need a top of the line tablet if you are just starting out and draw mostly for hobby purposes. You can always buy a better tablet if you are getting more serious. It would be a shame if you bought an expensive tablet just to find out it isn’t for you. Also, there are a lot of artists who draw the most amazing things on a small Wacom Bamboo.

I can’t really speak for other brands than Trust and Wacom, but try to speak to people who own the tablet that you want to buy, watch youtube reviews and customer reviews on other websites. Try to orientate yourself and buy your gear at a good store where you can return it if you are not satisfied. Ultimately you can only say if you like the tablet after you spend some time with it. Also drawing with a tablet can feel awkward in the beginning, so don’t feel discouraged if you’re not instantly drawing like you are on paper. It’s a new technique that you need to learn so it will take time. Find a program that’s easy to use and just try to draw as much as you can. You’ll notice it’ll get easier as you spend more time with your tablet. Personally I use Painttool SAI, but any drawing program that recognizes pen pressure is good.

I hope this helps some of you with buying a tablet that fits you.

Feel free to add points or correct mistakes!

Imagine your OTP tightly holding onto each other after (or during) a life-threatening scare and repeatedly whispering “I love you” to each other.

Shatter my heart in to a million tiny pieces why dontcha!  [gross sobbing]

I saw this prompt from imagineyourotp and knew instantly what I wanted to do.  This was SUPPOSED to be a warmup sketch, but I fought with it until the bitter end.  And I’m still not sure I’m pleased with it. 

I’m obsessed with the idea that, after Erwin’s accident, Levi would remain as calm and collected as he could muster.  But alone with the Commander again he’d start to fray at the edges, and gradually succumb to all the ‘what if’s’ he’d had to face while wondering if Erwin would pull through.

I wish you two were real so I could throw my tablet at you. 

Image © lovelybonezproductions

anonymous asked:

could you do a "slytherin realizes they have a crush on someone of another house" post bc that would make me v happy. it can be with gifs or words or both i am not picky ♥♥♥♥

Gryffindor: *laughs loudly at their jokes* Oh my God… What are you doing it wasn’t even that funny. *laughs at another joke* Fuck what is happening to me. I certainly never laugh at jokes for someone else’s benefit. *continues laughing* Shit they’re not any funnier than they used to be, why does everything they say seem that much more funny? *Laughs again then stops abruptly* Oh no. 

Hufflepuff: Why did I just help them with that? I didn’t even ask for anything in return… I mean, they’ve always been so nice to me, even before I helped them. Maybe it was part of their plan… *Looks at them* No… I think they’re just like that. Seems pretty stupid to be honest. Why be nice to someone who can’t benefit you? …Why did I just do it?? They’re just so cute I can’t help it. Wait. Fuck. 

Ravenclaw: I honestly could not give less of a shit about amphibians… So why the hell did I just listen to them talk about them for an hour? And why did I feel like I was enjoying it? And why did I agree to go out to the lake tomorrow to look for some?? Maybe it’s just the way they talk about it. Their eyes light up and it’s kind of adorable. It’s like their excitement is contagious. I found myself wanting to remember whatever the hell they were saying, but why would I care about tadpoles? All I really care about is…. Oh.

Majorty is done!

God I love Cintiq ;___; It took me 2/3 less time that It orginally would >_<

It was impossible for me to color 8 chibis in less than 5 hours and now here It is. WACOM company ILU <3 I just wished I had an easier access to keyboard or 2x more function buttons on the left side XD;

Anyway~! boys from Kuroko. I still want to add a few Q_Q we’ll see tommorow. Since i got new tablet i might FINNALY finish a very old comission XD;

Anyway they will be available as sassy keychains/pins in end of March/beggining of April.

Take care!