the burger challenge

My last bit of art therapy before I get back to the art work.

As always, I am on top of the trends! The style meme was, what, like 6 weeks ago? Yeah, well… life and all that.

Doing my own was probably the toughest. Do I go with loose and sketchy, clean and cartoony or lean on the realism? Then it hit me like a derp, my style is ultimately to open a blank canvas and see what takes shape. It was fun. Even though I cheated a lil since two were already done.

God, I fucking love Dazzler.

Caitlin’s been a little bit frosty towards me as of late – apparently, outing your best friend’s deep dark secret can earn you the cold shoulder. It will take me a while to warm up to the idea of Caitlin being a meta-human, but regardless, I needed to show her she is still my best friend. What better way to rekindle a friendship than with a night out on the town?

We carb-loaded at Big Belly Burger before hitting some bars downtown. Caitlin wasn’t super into it – I guess she was just frozen in fear of what she might become and wasn’t able to let loose anymore. So I bought us some Kamikaze shots to get her to relax, which led to martinis, which led to Jack and Cokes, which lead to I-don’t-even-know what. Somewhere along the line, Caitlin forgot her woes and even rode the mechanical bull at some country-western joint where I stood out like a sore thumb.

We hopped from bar to bar and somehow ended up at a Mexican place which proudly declared it was home of “El Gigante,” a seven-pound burrito that’s near impossible to finish. Impossible for a regular Joe, maybe, but for two meta-humans? Challenge accepted.  Caitlin and I donned some protective bibs and plopped down at a corner booth, ready to tackle the beast (it couldn’t be any worse than a man who manipulates shadows, right?). Wrong. That burrito was a massive monster of melted cheese, meat, salsa, and something called “ghost peppers.” Holy Batman. Those peppers were hell. Literally. Two bites in and I started sweating. Not a simple shiny sheen like after a simple workout, but more like the nasty-Niagara-Falls-sweating-after-trying-to-keep-up-with-Barry sweat. I saw my reflection in the napkin dispenser go from slight blush to full on Hellboy. Luckily, Caitlin saw my plight and grabbed my hand just before I passed out. She blasted me with cold that cooled me right down. What would I do without her?

Together, hand-in-hand, we were able to finish the burrito. We had our picture taken (it’s now hanging on the wall just to the left of the bathrooms, which we both desperately needed after conquering El Gigante. TMI? Sorry.) and we both got dorky t-shirts to commemorate the event. I’m hoping our little adventure thawed some of the ice between me and Caitlin, but honestly, I’m not sure how much of that night she will remember. We did have a lot to drink.

Make a photoset of characters you most relate to. @pisigben made me do it.

Ben Wyatt - Parks and Rec
Liz Lemon - 30 Rock
Cisco Ramon - The Flash
Martin Dear - Green Wing
George Michael - Arrested Development
Tina Belcher - Bob’s Burgers
Xander Harris - Buffy
Chandler Bing - Friends

There’s… definitely a theme there.

I’ll give a tag to @jamesthird, @akzel, @treesuswalks, @yourgrandad, @peypea, @dontpanic1990, @daithebay, @emergencyprotocolone, @teabeard, @garyonmywaywardsnail, @goldensockz, @jturn, @bigbenhale, @loukas-jw.


I’ve seen this going around and we thought we should try it :^) here is a list of shows that you can suggest characters from: bobs burgers, steven universe, star vs the forces of evil, the walking dead, stranger things, american horror story, over the garden wall, gravity falls, even undertale and some youtubers like jack, mark, felix, ethan, tyler, bob, and wade.Other suggestions welcome :)

Woman of Letters - Part Seven

Asthetic made by the lovely @hanny-writes-spn 

A/N: Part 7 of my WoL series. This is kind of an in between part, so just bare with me. My original plan was to post twice a week, but this series isn’t getting a lot of feedback, so I’m gonna start writing some of the other things I have on my list, and post this once a week. Thanks to my wonderful beta @thorne93. Feedback is always appreciated.

Summary: When Louisa finds an old, unopened letter from her great grandfather, she leaves her old life behind to go search for a man named Henry Winchester, hoping he has some answers for her. What she finds is beyond her wildest imagination, but she is determined to continue her family’s legacy.  

Warnings: language.

Wordcount: 1949


*not my GIF*

Originally posted by ilostmyshoe-79

“It’s not fear, you’re a giant,” Louisa joked. It was just after noon and she and Sam had been sparring for almost two hours now, she was exhausted, and her muscles were aching. No matter how hard she tried, she could not pin Sam to the ground.

“Well, I can use my size to my advantage, but so can you,” Sam explained, brushing his long hair out of his face. Yes, Louisa was a lot smaller than him, but she was quick and Sam tried to get her to use that against him. “We won’t stop before you get me pinned to the floor.”

“Fuck you, Winchester,” she chuckled as she sat up her stance again. She was truly exhausted, but she was also determined to get this done.

Dean walked through the gym doors just in time to see Louisa pop her hip out and fling Sam over her shoulder, his massive body hitting the floor with a thud and a loud groan before she twisted his arm and placed a knee on his chest. She looked absolutely beat. Her hair sticking out of her ponytail, her cheeks red and her skin covered in a thin layer of sweat. Dean had a hard time taking his eyes off of her as her face lit up in pride. Sam could easily have gotten out of her hold, but it looked like he decided to let her have the win. That’s just one of the many differences between Dean and his little brother, Dean would have kept going until she got it right. Giving her a false sense of security like this would only put her in more harm out in the real world.

“Tell me I can go shower or I swear to god I will twist your arm off,” she threatened with a bright smile on her face, which made Sam laugh and Dean had to fight back his own smile. She sure was feisty.

“Since I kind of need my arm,” Sam answered thoughtfully and she released her grip on him.

“Dean,” Louisa exclaimed as she turned around to get her towel. “I didn’t see you there.”

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