the om years


i actually really love drawing hands and only recently have I enjoyed it haha

I’m still not very good at it nor do I understand a single thing about anatomy but here’s some small tips I hope help!!!

tbh ive been waiting for someone to ask for a hand tutorial


            Holy shit,   w h e r e   do I even start   ?   Qrow was a muse that had started off much as a test, a   spontaneous decision   I had made after re-watching and catching up with RWBY once more after a brief break. He is my second RWBY muse, the first being a Lie Ren   (   long since deactivated due to his muse dying out after a few months   )   which was why I honestly   did not expect Qrow to last   as long as he did. It’s because of this you can consider me   very thankful   along with being   very blessed   as I have met so many wonderful people and have made so many friends here   !   Thank you all for everything   —-   for being there for my ups and downs, for interacting with me, and for putting up with my slow ass self. <3  

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all time low + inspirational lyrics from each album (with the help of @gabricl)

put up or shut up (2006) - the party scene
so wrong, it’s right (2007) - stay awake
nothing personal (2009) - therapy
dirty work (2011) - time-bomb
don’t panic! (2012) - so long, and thanks for all the booze
future hearts (2015) - missing you

The little head start she had didn’t much matter because she slows on the stairs complaining about  "you rich people, and your fuckin’ 700 stairs, why don’t you just get an elevator for Christ’s sake?“ and Harry zeros up behind her, placing gentle hands on her hips and giving her nudges.

"You’ve got this, Darlin’ only twenty more to go!”

“Eat. My. Ass.” She punctuates with each step, but she doesn’t bat his hands away.

“Now, is that any way to talk to your boss?”


Y/N is Harry’s personal assistant 

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OMS Challenge 2016

And here we are for round three~!

Thank you to everyone who made the 2015 OMS Challenge a major success!! There were over fifty contributions!! If you’ve not checked out the masterpost and want to see all the amazing work, click here.

To participate in this round, there’s still only one simple rule: Your fanwork needs to be about Old Married Spirk. That’s it! I wanted to make this challenge very flexible so that everyone who is interested is able to join.

Posting runs from November 1 ~ November 30, 2016 with no extensions. It’s open, so you get to choose when to post your work.

How do I do the thing?

Easy. Create some OMS fanwork:

  • Writing (Fic, ficlets, poetry, etc. No min word count)
  • Art (All mediums, including gifsets and picsets)
  • Playlists
  • Videos
  • Anything else!

In November, I’ll ask you to fill out a quick finished work form once you’ve posted. I’ll build the masterpost from there, promote it, and then we’ll all have massive OMS feels. :D

    …What if I’m sort of already doing the thing?

    Got something you’re working on and already shared a snippet or two on your blog? Need feedback on your project along the way and want to publicly ask your followers? You’re welcome to join, as long as you didn’t post the full work before November. <3

    I want to sign up! What’s next?!

    I have questions!

    • Swing by the FAQ
    • Send me an ask


    Thank you!! I hope you’ll join and continue to spread the OMS love! <3

    anonymous asked:

    I see you "flitting" about with girls lately. You have that silver fox thing going for you huh?

          “…’Flitting about’? Is that even a word? I can’t help the….mm, interests of certain people, girls or otherwise. I can all but entertain it with my dry humoring. I still question their tastes and I’ll tell anyone that I am a poor choice and to look elsewhere for their own good. I am an old, tired and wretched thing.”

    “But to each their own. I suppose age has its charm.” 

    I don’t know how to feel about Rexy’s exhibit.

    Because look at the positioning:

    It’s easily at head-level for her. If she wanted to attack these people, they’re all hers. 

    But she doesn’t.

    While it’s possible that there’s a ravine or something between her and them, it looks like the tunnel goes straight through her territory. And part of me is afraid that they’ve conditioned her with electroshocks and other warnings that “Touching this log is a no-no”, because they’re an Evil Corporation who has her as their product, property, and circus trick….

    …but a part of me likes the Chris Pratt side, where the handlers and staff treat their dinosaurs with respect and understanding, and where Rexy is just this grizzled old girl who really doesn’t care about all these people. She’s eaten human before. It wasn’t that good. She would much rather eat this tasty goat. She gets to come out of the woods and eat it, and the people get all excited. They still don’t know how to hunt their own goats, but maybe if Mama Rexy teaches them, they can do the same. Maybe that’s where they all go when they leave–to hunt and eat goats, just like her. Even if it’s not that maternal, and it’s just, “Yes, yes, you all love me, I really don’t care about you,” the thought of her being comfortable is kind of sweet.

    I wonder what the truth is.

    I also wonder why I’m having so many conflicting feelings about a fictional dinosaur.