Happy National Puppy Day, everyone! Mei is still very much a puppy at 6 months old (third picture), but she’s grown so much that it’s hard to believe she was ever the little potato she was at 2 months (top 2). She’s growing so fast.
Jumped on the bandwagon and started ME:A today. Surprisingly the controls work pretty well for my “two hands ten thumbs” issues, but I’m still crap with aiming and keep my ammo in check.
Unfortunately I have found no way to change the German dubbing and I hate how unnatural everything sounds. I hope origin will offer the English audio files like they did with DAI, because THIS is horrible!
edit: could probably solve the language issue. Found a switch in the origins and right now the system is updating so I think there is hope.
When I was little, I once saw a shooting star in the middle of the day. You are like that shooting star - being happy, wanting to cry, wanting to chase after it, wanting to have it in my hands; flickering, dizzying, heart-thumping, unable to do anything about it….so easily shaking up my world.
The old drawing popped up on my Facebook timehop today (or yesterday, as it now stands) and I just had to do a newer version to see how drastic the difference in style would be. (wow). It’s only been 3 years and yet I’ve made an insane amount of improvement. I feel like any artist, regardless of medium, tends to feel like their progress isn’t very obvious, but to see an old creation versus a new one can really put that into perspective. It’s really encouraging to see how far I’ve come and I can’t wait to see where I’ll be in 3 more years.
Please don’t tag as “me”, “kin”, or “self”. Thank you!
In the late 1970s with no internet and no home movies these books that told the story entirely with full colour stills were the best way to re-experience your favourite movie. I wish they had produced one for Star Wars, The Empire Strikes Back, The Black Hole, 2001 A Space Odyssey ….I could go on.
OMG @c0ntriti0n just sent me the pic on the left - a THIRD picture of this house in a different state of disarray. i like that all these pictures were taken from the EXACT same spot because there’s a big ugly fence right to the left out of frame, and a really busy highway directly in front of the house.
In first year Scorpius looks small and nervous in his school photo, but there’s a little hint of excitement. He’s at Hogwarts after all. The photo him keeps ducking his head, shy and anxious, avoiding eye contact, and tucking a bit of hair behind his ear. He is smiling though. His eyes are bright. He’s wearing his Slytherin uniform for the first time and he looks right in it. Like he belongs. Astoria gets the photo framed and puts it on her desk.
In second year he already looks a little older and more obviously happy. He sits up straighter. His hands twist in his lap, clutching his wand tightly, but he gives the camera a proper little smile. The second photo joins the first on Astoria’s desk.
His third year picture is awful, never to be spoken of again. He just looks empty and deeply sad. The portrait version of him curls away from the camera, hugging himself, looking off somewhere into the distance. He keeps wiping his nose on his sleeve and it’s like he’s trying to avoid the whole world. That photo is never framed or put anywhere. They try to pretend it doesn’t exist.
In fourth year his photo is non-existent. Either he was away breaking into the ministry at the time they were taken, or it’s lost to another timeline, but he doesn’t mind much that it’s missing. If it was taken in another timeline he probably looks horrifically miserable anyway.
His fifth year photo is of him grinning. His new prefect badge shines on his chest. He holds his head high. His eyes are bright and shining, and for the first time he looks truly, deeply, genuinely happy. It’s one of Draco’s favourites and he keeps one copy on his desk and another copy on the mantelpiece in the library.
In sixth year he isn’t grinning. There’s more a deep sense of contented satisfaction to his smile. He looks a bit intense and thoughtful, definitely older. For some reason his photo self spends an awful lot of time adjusting his tie, or shifting the position of his wand, but not in a way that suggests he’s unhappy or uncomfortable. It just comes from the fact he can never sit still. He’s glowing. Fully okay. It’s the first one Scorpius keeps for himself. He started collecting photos that year, it’s slipped inside the front of the album, along with Albus’s photo from that year.
Seventh year is the best one. His head boy badge has now replaced his prefect one. He’s clearly trying to look serious and befitting the position, back straight, head up, expression focused and fixed, but his photo self keeps being distracted by someone beyond the camera and laughing. Bright, glorious laughter, completely unrestrained, like he can’t even hope to contain it. Draco knows better than to assume it’s anyone other than Albus his son is laughing at. He gets the photo framed properly and hangs it on the wall next to a picture of Astoria who is also laughing. They look so similar, both lit up with mischievous, glowing happiness. Whenever Draco glances at those pictures on the wall it makes him smile.