that first pic on the right hand side

anonymous asked:

*slams fist on table* mORE DOMESTIC VICTUURI PLS

u mcreakin’ got it anon! also: i got carried away so i tucked the rest in a read more so i don’t have to crowd your dash oops

  • you bet ur ass victor and yuuri go big or go home when it comes to celebrating anniversaries
    • and if you think victor’s the only one hauling ass over this…. ur wrong
    • every single anniversary is one big surprise after the other and they love each other for it. so much. 
    • definitely the type of couple to travel during their anniversaries, i mean they have the means and the $$$ to so why not
      • first year anniversary? they are big gay cliches so it’s off to paris they go
      • yuuri’s never actually been to paris, or at least had time to go out and explore such a historical city, so victor takes it upon himself to be his personal tour guide 
        • plus, it’s v. helpful that victor’s fluent in french
        • imagine them going to the louvre and yuuri playfully telling victor they can’t possibly hold hands now because the sign clearly says don’t touch the art
          • this is it this is how victor nikiforov died
        • just imagine yuuri laughing and telling victor how much he loves his cute “vkusno!” everytime he eats something delicious and just. wow. point yuuri, yet again. 
        • victor and yuuri being a little sad that the love locks were taken down, but
          • victor takes yuuri’s hand, presses a kiss to his knuckles, and says, “cheer up. we don’t need a lock to say we’ll be together forever; i’m not going anywhere”
          • and the kisses! so many kisses. what saps. they are so in love they love each other so much

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Making a simple Fair Isle hat with leftovers from my mittens (wool + alpaca blend). I’m learning to knit colorwork with both hands so this is a practice project more than anything else… Wrong side on the first pic and right side on the second. My tension is fucking perfect. :’)

Until I See You Again (Jongup x reader)

Word count: 3.9 k+

Genre/warnings: fluff ❤

Summary: Home just didn’t really feel like home when Jongup was away on tour, and you found yourself suffering more and more because of the lack of his presence every day. Noticing how you were slowly losing happiness and were getting lonely, Jongup, despite being on the other side of the world, decided to plan out a special date, one that you’ve never had before, just to show you how much he cares and how much he wanted you to feel loved.

He looked at your face, a little worried about you and how you spent your free time. It was the first time he’s been away for so long, and the first time you spent apart from each other for longer than one or two weeks. You smiled at him through the screen, but the way you looked at him gave away you weren’t happy at all, and he sat on the edge of his hotel bed, a little worried and a little guilty he was the cause of your sad feelings.

“Hey, (Y/N)…” he looked right into your eyes, “are you sure you’re doing fine?”

He saw you smiling even brighter and shaking your head in agreement, responding, “Don’t worry, Yup. I’m fine.”

Crack.

He heard it clearly. A voice crack. And what’s even worse, at the word “fine”. You both were caught off guard by that, and it took him some time to react.

“(Y/N)…”

“Yup, it’s getting late and I have work tomorrow. Just make sure you eat and rest a lot so you have enough energy to get out on stage and do your best, okay?”

“(Y/N)-”

“See you later, Yup. Bye!!” you waved at him, your smile starting to crack and fade as you quickly disconnected, more than sure he suspected something was wrong. You let your body fall back on the bed, and closed your eyes, taking a deep breath.

Were you acting stupid? Maybe, but you missed him so bad. You were pretty sure that around a week ago it started actually hurting physically, the lack of his hugs and kisses making your day so painfully plain and boring. You were glad conversation was still there, more or less at least, but it was undeniable that you craved to be with him physically, being able to squeeze him tight and never let go so he wouldn’t be able to leave you like this ever again.

“Get it together.. You’re being clingy,” you mumbled to yourself, sitting up with a swift move and letting a hand slide through your hair before standing up, “he’s an idol, what did you expect? Just deal with it like the damn adult that you are..”

No matter what you told yourself, you still missed him, and doing random things all around the house didn’t really distract you from your thoughts at all. You sighed, finally giving up and sitting down on the couch, wrapping yourself up in blankets and taking your laptop in your hands, typing away at a work assignment that you originally didn’t intend to start up until next week, but were forced to do now, as it was the only thing that stopped your mind from racing and wandering back to Jongup, who, quite unfortunately, was too far away.
  
Jongup was laying on his back, sprawled all across the hotel room bed, his hand flat on his stomach as he stared up into the ceiling, raising one eyebrow every now and then as apparently that helped to concentrate.
  
“Hey, Himchan hyung..” he trailed off, not looking at him but knowing exactly where he was. Apparently the priority of this evening for Himchan was to take a perfect selca. God, he was usually good at it, but somehow he had a hard time taking a picture that he felt comfortable sharing with the world today, and that irritated him. He’s been in front of the windows with the astonishing view behind them for 10 minutes already, snapping away, but for some reason he couldn’t get it done.

“Himchan hyung,” Jongup called a little louder, as he understood Himchan was too much in his own little world to hear, “I thought you were a natural. Can I ask for advice?”

Himchan paused for a little, seemingly proud he just got lowkey complimented by his friend who slightly rolled his eyes in response. It’s not like Himchan didn’t need reassurance every once in a while though, so Jongup just let it slide without any additional savage commentary on top, deciding it was his good deed of the day and patiently waiting for a response.

“Depends. What’s bothering you?” Himchan put his phone down and looked out of the window, stuffing his hands in his jeans pockets and scanning the city view behind the glass.

“I mean, I know it’s nothing big, but I think (Y/N) isn’t taking the distance in between us too well..” Jongup said quietly.

“Oh, tell me about it,” Himchan’s head snapped into Jongup’s direction, “Not really sure I’ll be able to suggest anything useful, but let me try.”

“I don’t think she’s used to spending so much time away from me,” Jongup got into sitting position, letting his legs slide down the side of his bed, “I mean, I miss her too, but I guess I’m kind of able to cope with it. Just makes me want to be with her again more and more every day, and realize how much I love her. You know, regular everyday life does sometimes make me want to spend some time apart from her, but at moments like these I guess I just have some time for myself, just to understand I don’t want to spend all of that time by myself, and… Himchan hyung, stop grinning,” he remarked after a second, and realized his mistake.

Himchan. Jongup and (Y/N) shipper number one. God, why was he paired up in one room with him again?

“Look at you, oh my God,” Himchan said, making Jongup slightly cringe at his use of English for the “oh my god” bit, “kids in love. If only I understood your youth-fueled desires and feelings…”

“Himchan hyung, you’re not that old, you know..”

“But I’m single,” he sighed slightly, turning his head back to the window, “anyways, what do you intend to do?”

Silence hung over the room for a little while, as Jongup raised his eyebrow up and down again. Concentration, the key to success.

“Why do you think I asked you for advice in first place? I don’t know,” Jongup said, seemingly irritated by how clueless he was, “It’s still weeks until we’ll be back, and I can’t stand the fact she’s all sad and lonely at home.. I didn’t even think anyone could need and miss me this much in first place..”

“Hey, what about this,”
Himchan turned to Jongup and walked a few steps to the front, “I don’t really know, but like.. You guys do video chat, right?”

“You literally crashed our conversation earlier on today to whine about the lack of coffee and Daehyun acting mean-”

“Be respectful,” Himchan glared, and, even though he sometimes was a little too cringey and childish of a person to be taken seriously, Jongup still had to agree. His hyung was an authority, after all.

“What if you, like, take her out on a date?”

“Himchan hyung, are you telling me to fly back to Korea, that’s not gonna work-”

“No no, that’s not what I meant. Tell her to get ready for something special, and then plan out like.. A facetime date? Yeah, that’s about as good as I can explain it.”

“F-facetime date..?”

“Yeah. Tell her to, like, go places, or just stay home or whatever, I don’t really know what you guys prefer. Fact is, do the things you usually like doing together. You do it here while you got free time, and she does it back at home while you chat over the phone. Doesn’t matter there’s half the world in between you two, you got internet. Which reminds me.. I think the last picture was actually good..”

Silence followed as Himchan casually browsed through the pictures in his phone, trying to find the perfect selca, and Jongup sat on the bed, running a hand through his hair as he stared at the floor.

“Hey, Himchan hyung?” he asked, getting a hum in response, “didn’t you say you were single?”

“It’s not like I want to be, you know?” he looked up a little, smiling a sad smile, “I’ve got tons of ideas for when better times come around, and for now, let me dream at least. Okay, I think I found the right one…” he said, looking at the picture on his phone screen, satisfied with the result. An Instagram notification soon popped up on Jongup’s phone, and he decided to give Himchan’s masterpiece of a selfie a look.

“Nice pic, hyung,” he said, deciding two compliments a day wouldn’t hurt anybody. Jongup fell back on the bed, and closed his eyes. Damn, would he be able to think of something cute and original enough? He could only hope and try, so instead of going to sleep like he first intended to do, he popped down on the bed, legs-crossed and with a cup of noodles in one hand, thinking out loud and letting Himchan decide if his ideas where stupid or not, because apparently Himchan was the dating expert without a date.

You rolled over to your right side and groaned into the pillow, squeezing the blanket a little tighter. Seven in the morning. Who was crazy enough to text you this early?

Oh, wait, you were dating Jongup. Mystery solved.

“Wear something nice and meet me at the park at 10 AM, below that tree that you tried to climb up last summer but fell down from,” the message said, and you furrowed your brows. First off, thanks for those oh so sweet mems. It didn’t help that Youngjae was present at that time too, and you still got teased about it every now and then, even thought you just wanted to forget that incident. And second off.. what in the heavens was about to happen?

You tried to make sense of it the whole morning, but weren’t able to do so. His Instagram selfie from this morning indicated he was still on tour, but what did he mean by “meet me”? You tried to understand it, but then again, was there someone who completely understood Jongup as a person? You were certain even he surprised himself sometimes, so you just shook it off and tried to obey his orders as good as possible without dying from anticipation and curiosity first.

It was 10.01 AM already. God, the tree. You hated it, but he’d told you to wait here, so you did. At some point, your phone started buzzing in your pocked, and you fished it out, just to be faced with a video chat request from Jongup.

“Explanation, please?” you raised a brow at him when you noticed he wasn’t in his hotel room, but somewhere out in town. Was that behind him.. a park?

“Do you really need one? It might get cheesy or stupid, I’m not sure yet-”

“Or both,” he chuckled as you said your remark, revealing his beautiful, unique smile for you to admire a little.

“Okay, but while I’m at it, how about you just plug in some headphones so you look more, or maybe less, I don’t really know, like a creep walking around and talking to yourself, and take a walk with me?”

“A walk with you?” he saw you not catching on to his idea, so he started walking and explaining.

“Imagine I’m there, and I’ll imagine you’re here. Distance doesn’t really mean a thing if we still can have a good time, right?” you nodded slowly, having a mild idea in mind of what he was about to say.

“So, like, let’s just do the things that we love doing together, even if only through the phone camera.. I’m sorry, but that’s the best that I can offer you now..”

“Yup, don’t you have schedules?”

“Not for today,” he scratched the back of his head, looking ahead of him for a little so he knew where he was going, “we have a day off, so don’t you worry about it.”

A moment of silence followed, and just for a second he was afraid you’d call him stupid for even thinking about something like this, but instead, he saw you slowly moving from spot, finding a pair of tangled up earphones in your jacket pocket and plugging them in.

“Okay, I guess you’ve planned something, right?” he saw you smiling brightly, and couldn’t help but smile back.

“I hope your phone’s charged, don’t even think I’ll leave you alone today..”

“Why did you want to meet under the tree though? You know I hate it,” you couldn’t help but wonder, and he laughed at your comment.

“Shh, it’s an iconic place, now let’s go…”

It all started with a walk in the park. At first you felt slightly weird for talking on the phone like this, and you were worried people would throw you glances, but, the more you talked with Jongup, the less you cared what everyone else thought about you. He was his usual self - sweet, a little lost in his words and actions, but more than simply adorable and loving when it came to talking to you. He made extra efforts to ask you questions, and told you about how his days went, never forgetting to mention how they were good, but would be better if you were there. You walked and listened, a little amazed by how much he talked since he was usually more on the quiet side, but grateful he tired hard to make conversation as interesting as possible. Well, not that he had to try hard, because once you started talking, you suddenly had so many things you wanted the other person to know about that you simply couldn’t stop.

“Watch the street,” you told him as you saw him squinting into the distance, about to walk over a zebra crossing.

“You’re not my mom,” he answered, chuckling a little and thinking to himself, “Gosh, so adorable.”

“I don’t want you to get killed mid-tour, okay? I worry about you a lot, and I have my reasons,” you told him, coincidentally coming to a street crossing yourself.

“I’m aware of that, and I’m glad you do, thanks, babe,” he said and started moving across the street, trying to see what was on the other side properly.

“Moon Jongup, I swear. I will cut this date short to go and get you a pair of glasses if you continue squinting non-stop,” he heard your half-laughing, half-scolding tone, and his heart warmed up a little.

“Glasses don’t suit me that well.”

“Stop lying.”

“I’m not lying. Have you seen me the last time I had glasses on?”

“Yes. You looked hella cute.”

“Well, if you say so..” he gave you a cheeky grin, but you still knew he’d refuse to spare himself the squinting and get some much needed glasses. So cute, yet so stubborn. Yeah, that was Jongup.

A coffee shop seemed to be the next place you were heading to, and it slightly amazed you how Jongup took the time to study the map of the city he was currently in, and how he found all of those places, just to make it seem like you were really doing everything together.

“Yup, you know you could’ve just stayed at the hotel or something, right? There wasn’t any need to try and search up all of those places you’re going to right now to keep me company-”

“Don’t ruin the aesthetic. I’m going wherever you’re going.. Or vice versa, since I’m the one who’s taking you out? You’re the smarter one, you figure out,” he told you, and you smiled, knowing he really put a lot of thought into all of this.

Not that Jongup was usually someone without thought or idea, it’s just that.. You didn’t think he was aware your minds worked slightly differently when it came down to this. You craved affection in every possible way, any time, while Jongup would be the person to forget about attention and affection as a whole for days in a row, just to crash your place one evening and demand cuddles, being all clingy and adorable. That was also one of the reasons he didn’t really mind being away from you for a longer time. He could actually cope with it, and at first he thought you could too, but after the previous conversation you had he started thinking, realizing not everything was completely the same to you as it was to him, and wanting to change things up a bit, making sure you were alright without him by your side.

The smell of warm, tasty coffee hit your nose as you waked into the tiny building, and you ordered yourself an extra large latte, sitting down at a table for two in front of a window and taking off you jacket. You heard Jongup talking to the waitress on the other end of the line, and were slightly amused by his language skills, as his accent was so, so cute. The place he was at seemed just as relatively empty as your coffee shop, and, when he had found the perfect place to sit at, you laughed.

“Don’t tell me you got hot chocolate..”

He raised one brow, making you chuckle.

“Who do you think I am? A kid?”

“Pretty much,” you leaned on your elbow, resting your head on one hand, “you can’t fool me. You never get coffee.”

“Okay, busted, I guess,” he smiled sheepishly again, happily closing his eyes for a little just to open them wide seconds later, slightly scaring you with his sudden change in facial expressions.

“Yup.. What will the others around you think of you if you act this way?!” you said while laughing at the silly facial expressions he kept pulling because apparently they made you laugh.

“Do I look like I care?” he said, chuckling a bit just to look shyly around right after, realizing you were maybe right and he probably needed to stop.

You felt your happiness levels rise higher and higher with every passing moment. Sitting at the tiny coffee shop, and having Jongup at the other end of the line, telling you stories and keeping you company was a thing you’d needde already long ago, and apparently he was very happy about his decision to plan something like this out as well. Completely in love with this guy you called yours, you sat and simply admired him and the way he used his only free day to keep you company and make sure you weren’t lonely, even if he was miles upon miles away.

“So, okay, optional step now,” Jongup told you as you both exited the cafes, “we could go sightseeing, but that would be only on my end of the line, in that case. I’m quite close to the old part of the city, and I’ve been told it’s pretty, especially by Himchan hyung who bombarded me with pictures of it not too long ago,” you laughed at his little eye roll. Even though he wouldn’t admit it, him and Himchan were in fact close friends, and you were glad someone was keeping and eye on him while he was away.

“Hey, that sounds good to be honest.”

“In case you’re tired, you can just go home now and rest for a bit, we’ve been walking a lot. Or you can also just wander the streets, whatever’s more suitable. As long as you’re ready for some architectural beauty, it’s fine, because apparently there’s a lot,” you heard him say, and decided you’d do the latter, as you still didn’t quite feel like going home just yet.

He decided it would be better to switch from the front cam to the back cam of his phone, and just show you everything he saw, only letting you hear his voice while you saw all of those beautiful places he wandered around. You found yourself smiling at the thought of Jongup being at such a pretty destination, when you heard him say.

“Hey, (Y/N)? Promise me we’ll come here together sometime soon, I actually really like this place.. Just needs more of you to be perfect.”

“Promised,” you smiled even brighter, and laughed as he switched the cameras for a second, pulling another funny grimace and continuing his little sightseeing tour as if nothing happened. 

He made sure you got some takeout so you weren’t hungry, and told you to go home because of the amounts of walking you had done during the whole day. You gathered all of your things that you needed for a cozy evening and threw them on the bed, along with the phone, telling Jongup to wait for a little as you needed to change.

“Doesn’t look like one of your shirt,” he couldn’t help but smirk as he saw your outfit of choice, with, coincidentally (or maybe not) consisted of some comfy shorts and one of his t-shirts.

“Maybe you don’t even need those glasses, looks like your eyesight is just fine,” you said, showing him your tongue as he rolled his eyes at your statement.

“Do those hundreds of eyerolls that you do every day help your vision?”

“Maybe..” he said, trailing off a little, “but believe me, if I really want to see something, I will. And you, especially in my clothing, is a sight I never want to miss out on..”

You stayed in bed, watching some dramas or other things together. He had started watching a minute prior to you on his side of the line, and spoiled every single important moment, making you laugh and cry out at how unfair that was. In reality though, you didn’t mind at all, at least not if the person spoiling the show for you was Jongup.

You yawned for what seemed to be the tenth time already, and saw him shifting on the other end of the line, turning the sound of his laptop a little quieter.

“Hey, how about we end it here?” he said, and quickly regretted the sentence when he saw your face. 

“Or, hey, if you don’t want to, we can-”

“No, no, Yup. You’re right. I’m falling asleep already and you must be tired too. You have to rest in order to be able to do everything properly tomorrow, so let’s go to sleep I guess..”

“Hey, (Y/N)?” you had looked away for a little, and when you turned your head back to the phone, you could feel his intense stare piercing right through you.

“I’ll be back soon,” he said softly, making your heart skip a beat, “just wait for a little longer. We’ll go places and cuddle and everything, I promise. Just wait for a little, and don’t feel lonely, okay?”

You nodded, not really wanting to add anything, except something you felt like you weren’t saying enough in the past time.

“Thanks for taking care of me, Yup, and thanks for the beautiful date. I love you.”

“I love you too,” he simply said, and it took you a few more minutes of goodbyes and promises to squeeze each other with hugs and shower each other with kisses once you were re-united for you to finally disconnect. Laying your phone on the bedside table and climbing under the blankets, you were surprised at the way you felt. He was still physically missing, but somehow you didn’t feel alone anymore. Just knowing that he was on the other side of the world, probably thinking about you, made everything a little better, and you were able to fall asleep, dreaming of being in his arms again. Soon.

How they took the shadows photo...

This is not even a proper fanfiction, more like a scenario?, it’s not even extremely amazing, but it’s fluffy. This image of them, taking that pic, came in my mind the first time I saw it (and tried to hide my huge smile in my morning class :D). Maybe it will make someone smile :) So, here goes fluff about Jikook taking picture to post on Twitter.

Jimin and Jungkook were currently sitting on a bench on the premises of their hotel. They were sheltered from unwanted sights by balcony above their heads, and planters with small pine trees in front of them. Jimin was burrowed into Jungkook’s right side, legs folded, sitting on his knees. With left hand he was hugging Jungkook’s waist tightly, while he drew random patterns on his thigh with the right.

Jungkook was licking and nibbling onto chocolate popsicle, every once in a while offering it to Jimin, who always pouted his lips and took careful small bite, scrunching his face at the cold sensation (“Ow, ow! My teeth, ow!”). Jungkook’s heart screamed excitedly every time he did that – he just looked so adorable.

Jungkook played with Jimin’s hand that was on his thigh for a while, feeling all delightful. It was beautiful afternoon and they earned a break from rehearsing for rest of this particular day. Rays of warm sunlight were dancing in Jimin’s brown hair, causing them to look more auburn. Jungkook offered Jimin the popsicle once again, Jimin carefully taking last bite, when he couldn’t help himself and pressed sloppy, wet kiss with his chocolate lips onto Jimin’s cheek.

“Yah! Jungkook!” Elder probably tried to sound angry, but it was hard to believe him when he was laughing with his head jerked back, hugging Jungkook even more tightly. Jungkook just grinned.
“Sorry, Jimin-ah, couldn’t resist,” he spoke in soft manner (the one that always makes Taehyung to laugh at him when he hears it – but Taehyung now’s not here and Jungkook can use this voice all he wants without being mocked!).
“Mmm,” was the only response from Jimin. Jungkook pulled out his phone, tapping the screen few times, when he quickly reached his hand and snapped a picture of Jimin’s, now with one chocolate cheek, face.

Jimin jumped on the bench, jolting away from Jungkook. Now he wasn’t laughing, instead he glared at him.
“Why would you do that? I didn’t know you’re going to take it, I look horrible for sure! Delete it, Jungkook. Now.”
Jimin crossed his arms over his chest as he waited for Jungkook to comply with his request. Jungkook couldn’t help but smile over this attitude – this was one of few things Jimin hadn’t allowed even him (well, most of the time, but sometimes he spends good amount of time and effort convincing him that even sudden pictures of him are beautiful and Jimin, just occasionally, gives up).
“You looked amazing and the pic is an art piece,” he claimed, looking into Jimin’s eyes, now light brown because of the sunshine. Jimin blinked and shook his head.
“Please, Jungkookie, delete it…”

Jungkook wondered for a while, and then nodded.
“Okay, I will delete it if we take new one and post it on Twitter.”
Jimin frowned.
“We can’t do that – did you forget we can’t post selcas together now?”
“I don’t mean a selca, hyung,” said Jungkook as he stood up from the bench, taking few steps further on the gravel ground. “Look, we can take a picture of our shadows now! Couples do that, I saw it on the internet and I like it very much.”

Jimin hesitantly placed his feet onto the gravel under him, stood up and walked over to Jungkook.
“Have you planned this?” he asked, suspicion in his voice. Jungkook rolled his eyes.
“What kind of lame plan would that be? Now here, you take the picture, so you’d have time to prepare for it.”
Jimin huffed. “Shut up, Kook-ah.”

They moved for a while, looking for the best angle, so their silhouettes would be large enough. Jungkook grinned at Jimin and with warm feeling he saw him, smiling back. He stretched his arm between them and made a V sign, when he heard familiar click of the camera.
“Nice,” Jimin muttered, biting his bottom lip. Then he turned to the younger.

“Now delete it, Jungkook!”
Jungkook laughed and nodded, taking his phone in hands and tapping onto the screen.
“Done. Happy? Now let’s post it.”

As they sat on the bench for the second time and posted the silhouettes picture on Twitter, Jimin (chocolate now dried on his cheek) softly kissed Jungkook, cupping his face. And Jungkook smiled into the kiss, happy, fully melting into the sensation; knowing that the picture he did not delete at all will be his favorite for weeks.

Just until I’ll take next one, he thought, satisfied with himself, wrapping his arms around Jimin’s waist.

Klaine Advent 2016: Day 4 Dare

Day 4: Dare

Cooper’s dare changes their life forever. 1236

“What?” Blaine’s voice rose. “You DARE me? Coop, when was the last time THAT worked on me?”

Kurt, drawn to the door of their bedroom at his husband’s raised voice, planning on rescuing Blaine from another of his brother’s harebrained schemes, hovered instead.

Blaine frowned, listening intently, then scrabbled at the bedside table for paper to scribble a note. “Really? Holy shit…yes, yes. I’ll have Kitty call.”

Kurt’s eyes widened at the mention of their agent’s name. He was actively eavesdropping now, trying to hear what Cooper was saying, but his voice was just a tinny murmur in the room, one that Blaine spoke over. Blaine looked up to meet Kurt’s eyes, but Kurt could read no clue but restrained excitement in them. “Ok. Ok. I’ll—maybe I’ll think about it. I have to talk to people…yes, PEOPLE! Like my husband, remember?”

He ended the call and sat back, his hands pulling at his curls, ruining their careful styling.

“You okay? What do you need to talk to me about?” Kurt asked, sliding into the room, dropping the dish towel he’d been carrying onto the bedside table. He knelt on the edge of the bed, reaching out to knead the back of his husband’s neck.

“He—um. He says he’s arranged for me to—well, I guess not audition actually—but… What do they say in LA? Take a meeting? Yeah. Take a meeting with this guy at the studio.”

“What for? And how? Who does Cooper know?”

Blaine’s eyes were round. “It’s—well, it’s a story, is what it is. You know the new Batman they’re casting? The Nightwing movie?”

“Can’t say that I do, but clearly YOU do.”

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Darkhorn Body/Tail Restringing Guide!

Ok guys! So I know Cuarto has restringing notes on her website, but I found the format kind of hard to read, and wanted to make some notes for people. As mentioned in my review, Theodore arrived really loose (to me) and I wasn’t keen on the jewelry elastic being used. The only thing I’m not going to detail, are the legs, but I do draw out on my string guide below how you should expect the string to feed. Cuarto has much better pics of that on her website, and I just don’t have a small enough tool to get into those front legs right now. 

I do NOT recommend Darkhorn for first time restringers. He’s tricky, a bit specific and fragile, and overall, I’d suggest restringing a humanoid once or twice before trying to do him, or getting someone with some experience to give you a hand.  

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limekinq  asked:

hello! I hate to be a other, but I must ask, how did you make your trickster dirk gloves? theyre the best ive seen so far!

 hey thanks! my memory on this is hazy since it was over 2 years ago I made these but I Will Try

1. i cut 5 rectangles of fabric to for the 5 stripes. 2 yellow, 3 red. my yellow and CENTER red stripe are cut to **AROUND** 9 x 3 inches. the red stripes on the ends are 9 x 3.5 inches (they get an extra half inch so I can hem down half an inch and wind up with all my stripes being even at the end!!)
** 9 inches is the measurent around the widest part of my arms to fit, 3 inches is how wide I wanted my stripes, so adjust accordingly to your size and desired stripe width! (i say **AROUND** because there’s a lot of seam allowance stuff I added to adjust these pieces when I made them, but I’ve forgotten how I did it specifically over the years;;; make sure whatever width goes around your arm has seam allowance added so it won’t be too tight and not fit you, and that the stripe width pieces have seam allowances accounted for so that when you sew them all up each stripe is equal and at the size you desired)

2. sew the strips together like so (EXPERT ARTIST RENDERING BELOW but keep sewing on your rectangles until you wind up with a chain of your 5 stripes)

3. optional step here, but my fabric was super cheap and a little see-through so I cut a yellow retangle to use as a liner (traced the dimensions of my 5-stripe-piece, so it was probably around 9″ x 15″??)

4. PRESS YOUR SEAMS IT’LL MAKE THE STRIPES LOOK SO CRISP ok fold your stripey rectangle in half, right sides together, (including the liner if you need it), line up the stripes best you can and sew up the side! when you turn if right-side-out you’ll have a nice stripey tube you can stick your arm through

5. hem the top and bottom edges

6. cut a thumb hole close to the top edge – i just hand-sewed around the edges of the hole to prevent fraying

annnnnnnnnd you’re done a sleeve!
tl;dr: sew some rectanges together to make a stripey rectangle. sew it into a cylinder so you can stick your arm through it. cut a thumb hole.

sorry if the instructions are confusing– i’d suggest making a test sleeve first!! i stuck some pics of my sleeve on here too if that helps… good luck!

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Business in the front, party in the back.

I have always loved these two photos which show both sides of the same moment. In the first pic, compare Edie’s & Jourdan’s casual pose to Rosie’s & Karlie’s one armed hug and hand hold. Rosie is slightly smiling and along with Karlie’s smirk, they seem to be small signs that allude to Karile’s upper body to below the thigh being plastered to Rosie’s right side for the photo. Konvince me that klose pose was the only option to get the shot. I’ll wait…

Karlie seems to like to hug from the back doesn’t she?  The Kwintessential Klossanova / Boyfriend Karlie move. Please don’t ever change, Klossy.

anonymous asked:

How am I supposed to lower my expectations now???

I don’t actually know. But let’s sum up what we have ok?

- sbb wearing police hat (justice?): player: 02:01
- sbb wearing police hat: today is 201 days since bg started
- sbb wearing police hat: smiley blue birthday candle
- Gemma liking a Monday delivery of a shirt that says: not my baby
- happy birthday Harvey cake
- feb 1 Anne: today’s the day
- feb 1: sbb no longer hanging on that thread - no one’s puppet anymore.
- feb 1: sbb took off the sunglasses for the first time. Looks naked, (=free) only wearing his original bondage
- feb 1: rbb and sbb are no longer posting a warning-like pic. Both pictures were *pure*. No stickers needed. Holding hands. It’s like a new beginning.

Bg side
- not much time because people will start questioning the lack of birth certificate
- paternity test also has a window
- Superbowl and the Oscars are right around the corner.
- tmz non-stop talking about it, getting more and more blatant
- it literally reached its peak. Confirmation came. Ig pic came. J’s were strolling w the carrier. Louis was also papped with B so they cannot really give us MORE.
- Louis can only be papped so many times before people get bored or annoyed.

So idk man.. this is the first time they are so blatantly obvious with references to a SPECIFIC DATE.

I’m gonna remain positive because I’m constantly being told to watch out on Feb 1 and my brain just simply refuses to ignore it and shut up. :)

The Animated Promo Pic

Let’s take a moment and have a look at the image that’s been plastered all over BBC One’s social media pages this week.

They’ve chosen to animate the John-is-literally-Sherlock’s-Heart promo pic.

Not one of the more ambiguous ones, not one with the bride slap bang in the centre. Nope. This one.

But that’s not all!

Let’s first of all take a look at the new promo pic we were given last week…

I know, you probably need to breathe into a paper bag to calm down after seeing them looking at each other again (I understand!)

BUT. From this we can see that, as per usual, Watson’s chair is on the left of the fire.
Now let’s look back at the first pic (which I’ll hereby refer to as ‘Heart pic’). Here we can see that they’ve moved Watson’s armchair to the other side of the room purely for the purposes of this promo pic. They could just have got Benedict to face the other way, or even flip it if they were desperate, but instead they chose to have Watson specifically on the right-hand side of the room…

This is not a coincidence.

I’ve done some annotation of the image check out my mad photoshop skills, as you can see, and they’ve only gone and done it so they can fit the elephant in.

ARE YOU GETTING THIS? THEY MOVED WATSON’S CHAIR PURELY SO THEY COULD GET THE ELEPHANT IN THE PICTURE. 

*flails*

But there’s more! (I know, right! It’s almost as if they plan these things!)
Look at Holmes’ back. I’ve circled it so you can see better. They’ve included a horse-drawn cab. 

And I don’t know about you, but when I see that I can’t help but think of that scene we’ve seen in the trailer, the one with so much sexual tension it’s a wonder the whole set didn’t spontaneously combust. Is its appearance in the promo pic just there as a bit of Victoriana, or does it herald a big, important scene that will happen in one? Please let it be a Johnlock moment

Thoughts??