the old strong

croft-s  asked:

6, 8, 11, 14, 26, 30, 36, 56, 76, 78, 82, 94, 97

hey hey hey thanks so much!

6.describe your personality in 3 words or less

Horrible

8.what kind of car do you drive? color?

Red minivan, 16 years old and still going strong

11.favorite social media account

honestly? probably snapchat bc i rly only use it for one person and bc sometimes the filters are fun to play with lol

14.if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?

some place that gets actual winter lmao

26.how many pillows do you sleep with?

7. i am the pillow god

30.whats your favorite candle scent? 

ones that smell like pine trees

36.favorite movie? 

either princess and the frog or treasure planet

56.would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? 

Rural. I like being around nature, and suburbs have a tendency to house children and i hate those  

76.what color looks best on you? 

Either black or blue, is what people tell me

78.do you sleep with your door open or closed?

Closed. There are very old energies that lurk about during the hours when i usually head to bed and the last place i want them to be is in my room

82.favorite ice cream flavor? 

double chocolate brownie or something like that

94.favorite lyrics right now

“Oh, I’ve got nothing left to give

And I can’t promise you roses kid

But you can have 

Every piece left of me”

97.dark, milk, or white chocolate? 

milk chocolatey

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Truffle Shuffle
Bored and lonesome, working on a Saturday night, I found a bag of treats in my draw. As I kept working, I decided to document my output.

Documenting my process

This was in no way intended, in any way.

I did not set out to document my process. I did not intend to make a film. I had planned to get actual work done. I did not plan to get so inebriated and high when I started drawing my walk cycle for a dog. It was Saturday night, I was home all alone, my plan was to crack on with my work. I had been working all day and it got to about 9pm and I was so bored and lonely and I found in my desk draw the packet of truffles I had ordered before christmas. Dutch customs had intercepted and opened them but r sent them on when the discovered they were not illegal (in Holland). I received them a month late with a note from dutch customs saying sorry for opening them, so I put them in a draw and forgot about them. They were old, so not so strong as they should be. I washed them down with two bottles of wine and had a great journey as I kept working till 5am. I recorded lots and lots of laughing, lots of aimless staring and plenty of wierdness that did not make the film. Things got strange, here are two messages I sent to my girlfriend.

I’m glad I decided to record my experience, not just because, by accident I fulfilled part of my brief, this film was meant to be just because I wanted to produce more output without having a reason to do so.

Please dont think that taking drugs is an every day thing for me. Very, very occasionlly I have a treat and am very open about it. These were supposed to be my christmas treat for enduring the Collaborative Practice module.

Movie Project

As far as movies go I usually gravitate to humor and adventure genres. I love old timey aesthetics and strong characters.

I’m going to be extremely busy in these last few weeks with my senior show and there may be a class that I cannot make it to. I’d be interested in working on scriptwriting however as I have some experience with this and because my time constraints might make meeting up for filming somewhat difficult.

harvey-ankins  asked:

Harvey followed the sound of a wonderful voice.He could have sworn it belonged to a siren, it drew him in that much.

Sitting on a makeshift swing, that seemed to be old but strong, Mercy was softly singing as she lightly swung herself, oblivious to the approaching boy

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost,
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring,
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

—  J.R.R. Tolkien-The Fellowship of the Ring

anonymous asked:

❇ Inez pre teen - Inez was drinking out back. Shycedes was gone for a weekend and dad wasn't supposed to be home till tomorrow. She floored a bottle by herself like Fernand she didn't care. She even felt sick when she wasn't drinking, but she didn't see her dad come in. She sat alone listing to music, she didn't use magic she was more pegasus than alicorn.

Fernand’s reaction as he saw and smelled his daughter was sharp and quick, magically taking away her drink and putting it into a cabinet which was locked. She’d evidently learned to pick it to get to the drink, but it’d still be better than leaving it in the open.

“Inez, Inez, what are you doing?!” Fernand cried out, his normally confident voice tinged with concern. Fernand was no stranger to a drink or two, but she had just drunk more than he usually did, and she was just a filly. “You’re not old or strong enough for that. Come on, let’s just…get you cleaned up” Fernand sighed, sweeping up his foal and moving her to the tub. He filled it with cold water, not wanting her to go to sleep on him.

“Inez, what has happened to you?” Fernand asked, biting his lip and pacing emotionally. Whenever his children acted like this, he felt like it was his fault for not providing the correct example. But then they went and acted like this even when he only acted as such in private.

anonymous asked:

I'm trying to write up a child character who knows krav maga and parkour. And she is 8 years old who is freakishly strong to fight off an adult and I'm trying to come up with a reason for that because most little kids in real life don't have that strength to fight off an adult. She is 4'8.

Hiya, bear in mind I’m not a writing or MMA professional with this advice:

An 8 year old will have only so much natural strength, even with doing krav maga and parkour. Martial art school age acceptance varies. For some it’s as young as 4 while others insist you wait until 10 and everything else in between on ages. Let’s say for instance she was the type who started at 4, so she’s been doing this for 4 years, which is a good amount of time.

Parkour is a little trickier for kids because it requires not only balance but also critical thought and analyzing (it doesn’t *seem* that way but when you consider the stunts parkour runners do they do do that, just extremely quickly). If she does do parkour anyways, for whatever reason, then I would say it’d be limited on how long or far she’d be able to go.

To your main question, though: it entirely depends on the genre you are writing.

If you’re going for something supernatural, fantasy, modern fantasy, even science fiction where you could fantastically and/or logically explain why and 8 year old would have freakish strength it’ll work without question. People will naturally assume that’s how things work in those types of universes. But if you were to write in say a “regular” 8 year old it would be highly unlikely she would be that freakishly strong.

The point of most children’s krav maga is not to fight to defeat but to fight to flee. Random defense real life fights are not like random defense movie fights - people dont trade evenly fair punches nor does/should it last long. They’re meant to defeat quickly. Like my teacher says “not all self-defense has to become a fight but all of fighting is self-defense”. A child that young, unless explainable by a certain genre that would grant her her strength ability, would have a difficult time fighting off a fully grown adult by any means.

Good luck with your writing!

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

—  J.R.R. Tolkien 

All that is gold does not glitter,
not all those who wander are lost;
the old that is strong does not wither,
deep roots are not reached by the frost…

Homenaje a J.R.R. Tolkien (2017)

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Tribute to J.R.R. Tolkien. I just wanted to do it. I like it.

drasiediau  asked:

[ For Vic~ ] ❝ Anything for you. ❞

Ioan’s determination was sometimes terrifying, and when he said this ‘anything’, Vic thought that maybe he shouldn't ask for help. He wasn’t going to send his Omega to death, losing him was worse than trying to solve the problem himself and die in the process. Sitting on the edge of their bed he looked down at his hands, he saw no other way.

“Not anything,” he muttered, “I wouldn’t ask you if I could handle this myself.” The skinwalker took a deep breath and looked at the other. “My… the guy that had bitten me, he found me and he wants my death. He’s still pissed that I didn’t join his pack, chose a ‘human’ life. He thinks I belong to him. I can deal with his mutts, but he’s too old and too strong for me… I’m sorry.”

HOW DOES MY HEART NOT BURST FOR YOU WHEN YOU BASICALLY SEND ME 2 SONGS THAT TELL ME YOU STILL WANT TO GROW OLD WITH ME.

Be strong.

BE STRONG YOU HOPELESS ROMANTIC BITCH UGHHHHH. 

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Elf Druid

First post of today features another class we haven’t seen in a while, the druid. We haven’t seen these conduits of nature since post number 18, which was the Human Druid, but the elven variety is probably going to be a bit different than even their half-elf colleagues/kin. Elves, with their long lifespans and connection to nature, might have been the first race with druids. This could allow for lineages of druids and very old, strong traditions and locations. But this could also mean stagnation, as elves generally don’t pursue change much. And what do these things mean for their interaction with other druids, or anybody else? Let’s see where this could go.

Tshering of the Four Peaks

The elves have lived in the old forest for as long as anyone can remember, but while they do honor the trees they also speak to the rivers, the caves, and most importantly the mountain. Tshering is ancient by another other race’s standards, one of the sages of the elves. They are the keeper of the mountain temple, somewhat isolated and not as often visited but essential for the peace of the elves. For the mountain was once angered, and rose from its slumber as a terrible quaking. The druids of the time participated in a great ritual to calm the mountain, but some gave their lives to ensure it completed. One was Tshering’s mother, and for nearly five-hundred years they have honored her sacrifice amongst the wind and the snow.

Haydn Ivorson, Outcast

The elves were here a long time before any of the other races, thank you very much, a fact which they are always happy to remind everyone. And they do not tolerate disrespect, especially when it comes to the strictly established amount of land allowed for development. Haydn, however, is trying to get that changed. While he is a druid, one of the keepers of balance, he sees how stifling the restrictions are to the common folk, especially since no one but elves can hunt anymore. While Haydn can’t speak at any of the henges anymore, he approaches every young keeper he can to try and change their minds.

Qusay, the Sand Wraith

No one but the fool-hardy goes into the Valley of the Tombs anymore, because those few who come back rave about the cloaked figure who walks with the sandstorm and crushes the strongest warriors under slabs of stone. Qusay (though no-one knows his name) does whatever is necessary to keep the desert undisturbed. It took him half-a-century to undo the enchantments which brought so much rain to the once bustling city, and another half to eliminate all of the invasive species the trade routes had brought. No-one will harm his desert ever again.