the last picture is perfect though

a continuation of sorts to the Klance Beauty and the Beast idea I had not too long ago °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

I fell in love with this song they made for new one and last night I had the asinine idea to put off the projects I need to finish and take a stab at an animatic with galra!Keith and Lance. even though i’ve never attempted one before. anyhoo, i scrapped all of these together late last night and then experimented on my university’s iMovie which is the worst i hate macs it cropped my freaking pictures and i didnt have enough time to fix it its nowhere near perfect but for my first attempt not too shabby! c:

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Jupiter Ascending + Tumblr Text Posts part 2 (Abrasax Edition)

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Ok, but remember that time that robbie went on a rant about sportacus’s muscles?

The first 4 pictures are before robbie realised sportacus was there, and the last 2 after

After robbie knows sportacus is there, sportacus pretends to be all shocked, even though before he was just smiling, and if that doesnt prove anything, idk what will.

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In honor of Aaron’s next concert being TOMORROW here are some pictures I took from his Wolf Trap concert last month (Saturday’s show)

Take Me Home

So I had this idea last week, and changed it a little after Thursday’s episode aired xD Someone on here said that maybe Owen so desperately wants a kid because he wanted to be a better father than his was, now I don’t agree with the whole ‘you need a reason to want children’ thing, I’ve always wanted children and that’s it, there’s nothing there. I do believe that Amelia thinks Owen wants a perfect life though, he wants everything perfect, his picture of having a child is all of the better, and none of the worse. The Owen/father thing did however manage to slip itself into this fic though xD


Could you take care of a broken soul?
Will you hold me now?
Oh, will you take me home?

“Amelia…” Owen said, looking over at his wife and feeling absolutely hopeless. He didn’t even know why he was still fighting, at this point it seemed like there was no coming back, he didn’t know if he even wanted that. 

“Owen, there’s nothing to talk about. There’s nothing to say.” Amelia sighed, not actually looking at Owen while she spoke as she could feel her emotions bubbling around in a not good way and didn’t want to expose herself to someone who was usually good at reading her. 

“So we’re just, giving up? We’re done? It’s done.” He said, putting a hand on his hip and using his hand to gesticulate as he spoke. 

“Owen, I felt like I was dying. I felt like I was drowning, only there was no water in sight. I couldn’t come up for air, I couldn’t escape, I couldn’t get out. I was trapped. I clawed myself back all by myself, and I am barely holding on. I have to get up every single day to a world where I get to exist, and my son doesn’t.” As soon as she said the words ‘my son’ she completely crumbled. Her face, her voice, everything. There were tears building up in her eyes, and her breathing had become shaky. “He would have been starting school. He’d have all these little quirks, things he liked, opinions.” She started to smile a little, thinking about how he might have been if he had been able to grow up. “But all he got was 43 minutes, 43 minutes isn’t even an hour.” She sniffed, trying to not let out a full on sob, even though she was so close. “I don’t think…” She started, pausing to try and gather herself together. “Am I enough? Can you look me in the eyes and tell me that I’m enough?” She continued, actually looking at Owen this time and feeling herself crumble a little more. “Because you don’t get perfect, perfect doesn’t exist.” She let out a shaky breath, running a hand slowly through her hair. 

Owen didn’t know what to say. He really honestly didn’t know what to say. One of the things he hated most in the whole world was Amelia hurting. He hated it with a burning passion. It made him feel like someone was tearing his heart apart, ripping it into little tiny shreds, slowly and painfully. 

“We’ve been here before…” Amelia sighed, standing up and walking towards the door. This was exactly what she had been so scared of, she wasn’t enough for him with just her. Their love wasn’t enough, and if she was honest she wasn’t sure if their love even went both ways anymore. They were so thoroughly broken, and they couldn’t find all the pieces they needed to put them back together again. 

“Amelia…” Owen said to stop her from leaving. Amelia turned around and looked over at him, unsure if he was going to say anything else or if that was where he was going to leave it. Not everything could be fixed, sometimes things were just broken, sometimes people were just broken. 

“I wanted to be better. I wanted…” Owen started, pausing for a second and rubbing a hand on his forehead. “To be better than he was. I always thought, I’d be better. I’d do better.” He continued, looking down at the floor as he spoke rather than over at Amelia. “I’ve always felt like there was a part of me missing, a part of me that needed to be filled. I thought…” He paused again, stopping to look at at Amelia who’s hand had dropped from the door handle. 

“There you go.” She said, putting out a hand and tilting her head a little. “And for the record, I do want children. I want a whole house full of children, I grew up in a big family, I wanted a family with you. I want a family with you. I’m ready for the better. I want things to be better. I want to be happy. But nothing is guaranteed, and I barely survived, and you… You don’t get perfect. Life is not like that.” She said, blinking back more tears and hoping hard that they didn’t decide to fall anyway. 

“You have to come home.” Owen said, a slight tone of desperation present in his voice. 

“I don’t know if I can do that…” Amelia said, her voice breaking a little as she spoke. 

“Amelia, I don’t want us to just be done.” He started, because at the end of the day he didn’t want to be done. He didn’t want this to just be over. He loved her, even in this place that they were in, even now. 

“For better or for worse, remember?” He continued. He was ready. He was ready to keep going, to keep fighting, to keep pushing through. 

“For better or worse.” Amelia said, stepping closer towards where Owen was standing. 

“For better or worse.” Owen reached out and held Amelia’s hands, softly and with barely any grip. 

Amelia wasn’t entirely comfortable with the touching because of how vulnerable she was. Touching and vulnerability usually didn’t mix, things would just get worse. Sometimes though, things needed to get worse in order to be able to get better. The only way past was through, no matter how difficult and no matter how painful. Amelia felt a stray tear rolling it’s way down her cheek, and took a deep, shaky, breath. Owen reached out and wrapped his arms around her, enveloping her in a tight, secure hug, continuing to hold her as she sobbed on his shoulder. For the first time it seemed like there was a light at the end of the tunnel, maybe they would be able to get out. Maybe they could be fixed.

I may or may not have already gotten more. I may or may not have been to 3 different Barnes & Noble’s in the last 5 days. I may or may not have a problem.

I suppose i never did take a picture of Kian’s “furnished” enclosure. Just took out the sliding glass doors so i wouldn’t get the glare. In the last couple weeks i’ve finally caught him using all of his hides and even chilling on top of the corner one (which i hoped he would do since my noodle likes to climb and get on top of boxes and such). The size and placement of his water dish is perfect to maintain a good 50-55% humidity for when he isnt shedding. I’m glad it isnt too much of a hassle to clean, certainly more work than the plastic tub but i think Kian really enjoys the space and the additions to his environment so having to clean all the fake plants is totally worth it to see my noodle stress free.

(Last comicon post I swear)

To these incredible cosplayers at London comicon the other day:

I’m so sorry I reflexively yelled “CRONUS!! KANKRI!!” at you when you walked past it’s just… they’re my terrible, terrible favs… and you two looked SO perfect.

Thank you for letting me take a picture even though our meeting started with me yelling at you :3 

If anyone knows who these two are/ this is you - message me and I’ll credit you, obvs ^^

The Fastest Bot Online ~ David Stevens (DStevensArt)

The first of a couple new prints I will be selling at TFcon this year. This is sort of a parody/Homage of a Flash cover (hence why the name is also a parody of the Flash’s tagline)

With John Moschitta Jr. announced as one of the guests this year, I figured this would be the perfect time to make a Blurr picture, and one of my favorite Blurr appearances was in Transformers Animated (even though he only lasted a few episodes, CURSE YOU SHOCKWAVE!)

This will be available as an 11’’ by 17’’ print

Transformers, Transformers Animated, and Blurr are owned by Hasbro

Artwork is done by me, do not steal or redistribute.

  • what she says: im fine
  • what she means: The fact that Arizona is trying a lot to appear being cool with Callie and Penny physically hurts me. Like in an I-can't-fucking-breathe kind of hurt. She's fighting her inner jealousy so hard because Callie's been happy and she hasn't seen her smile that much back in their last moments when they were still together. Since forever, really. And whether she's already realized this or not, she really just wants to keep that joy on her face, even if this joy is not with her. Her train of thought may be along the lines of "Penny is perfect, I'm not enough, and that's okay because I can just support them from behind," and that kills me. The potential picture of Arizona trying to be a friendly shoulder for Callie to lean on in low times, though she herself knows she'd be dying inside, kills me. Why did I have to fall in love with the two asshole, ridiculously gorgeous gay ladies where one has her world falling apart almost every other day and the other unconsciously being the overcompensating ex-wife because she’d hurt the love of her life too many a time? I'm hell-deep into this and there's no way out.

I got so many projects done yesterday, and one of them was finally putting my antler crown back together! This picture is a terrible example, but it also gives me a chance to show off my new fancy cabinet c: It’s a small corner cabinet with mirrored sides, glass shelves, and a little display light at the top which I’ve yet to hook up. It’s the perfect place to put my skulls and big displays in, and god knows I needed the space!

Back to my crown, though! After it’s test run at last fall’s ren faire, some flowers broke and others weren’t secured well enough to last long. I got out a bunch of my dried flowers and decided to make it bigger and grander than before! I may add some feathers to it eventually, but that’ll definitely be for another day. For now, my new doe loves her pretty headdress C:

Behold, the tallest RGB cosplayer in the world (yours truly, whom is 6 ft tall)!

I worked my butt off on this thing for an entire week and it’s not perfect but still awesome enough. And in case your wondering where the black stripe on the top nob is, it fell off on the way to the con and I had to later draw it back on with a sharpie. My dad helped me fix it last night though, so I’m back in business now! :D

More (and less blurry) pictures coming soon! And photos of other cosplayers at the con as well!

(Fun fact: I’m wearing my cosplay while typing this X3)

CAN WE TAKE A MINUTE TO TALK ABOUT RED

1) diversity: I know the album isn’t “sonically cohesive” but every song sounds like the emotions and there are SO MANY EMOTIONS you’re constantly surprised with each new track that plays and it takes you on a journey sonically and emotionally I LOVE IT

2) lyrically strong: this album has so many metaphors and strong lyrics and I can’t even begin to name them all

3) COLLABS: Taylor collaborated with Ed Sheeran and Gary lightbody and she put both tracks on the same album HOW DID WE SURVIVE

4) the last time: this song is the perfect blend of a snow patrol song and a Taylor swift song. you get a beautiful mini movie that plays in your mind even though the song doesn’t try too hard lyrically to paint the picture for you

5) sad beautiful tragic: can we all agree that this song is like a haunted part 2?? the vocals and the lyrics and the fact that TAYLOR PUT THE DEMO ON THE ALBUM

6) the lucky one: this song is so different than anything Taylor has ever done and THE SOUND IS SO UNIQUE AGH

7) begin again: this song is heartbreaking and hopeful at the same time Taylor how did you do that?? and does anyone else think it sounds like an old Irish folk song?

8) all too well: okay there’s so much I could say about this song but I would just like to point out that I love the way it’s like if you went through an old photo album of your ex and then this song was how you felt doing that

9) wanegbt: THIS SONG IS GENIUS OKAY. GENIUS. IT’S CATCHY AND IT’S WITTY AND SARCASTIC AND SO FUN TO SING.

10) the album photoshoot: so beautiful so FREAKING BEAUTIFUL

I just love RED so much the album is perfect and no one ever talks about it and I can’t move on with my life it’s been three years

Something I find interesting...

I have to admit I’m a bit confuzzled by why so many Stucky AUs feature a pre-serum Steve.  Yes, he’s cute in his own way, but again, I have to wonder what it says about the fandom as a whole that so many are focused in on this aspect of Steve’s pre-superhero past.  Is it because he seems more normal, thus is more relatable?  Or is there some vicarious wish-fulfillment going on by seeing a more geekish-looking version of Steve get someone like Bucky, who, even in his post-amputation, Winter Soldier body, is still a stone fox.

(And yes, I realize some people’s mileage may vary on that last statement, due to the fact that the actor that plays Bucky isn’t regarded as conventionally Hollywood handsome.  For me, it’s not an issue though because I always see my own internal vision of the characters when I read rather than a picture-perfect vision of the actors who play them.  Speaking as a long-time comics fan, the actors are sort of irrelevant to me.)

Personally, it’s not something I’m really invested in.  I’ll admit to liking these stories regardless of which version of Steve is used.  To me, the appeal is seeing how people interweave some of the canon elements into their own universe more than anything.

But again, it makes me wonder. 

Anyone have their own theories about why this might be?

yeah-well-hey replied to your photoset “Atsushi Sakurai in any shirt/vest/tie/pants/jacket combo (p7) credits…”

Argh he’s too perfect I wish there were a picture of him in a yukata or something though I think that would kill me dead

well..there’re some that show him “sort-of-wearing-one”

The first three are birdicatt ‘s raw photos’ scans :D  

I don’t know who was the original owner of the last ones to give proper credit, sorry :c

and there’s always Kagerou PV :D