this scene was so hard to colour it was basically white

somnolentsurfer  asked:

So, page budgets? You mention them a lot, and how you innovatively save on them by printing half empty pages. I eventually worked out that this was to do with Jamie’s time rather than actual printing. Which would, you know, get more expensive the more pages you make. But I’m still confused. Surely the budget should be on a number on panels, not a number of pages? A nine panel grid on a crowd scene is going to be a lot more intensive than a splash reveal on two characters in bed, for example?

Heh. This question includes basically huge chunks of what it means to write comics which no-one ever really talks about.

(I hope to expand on a bunch of this in this seminar, actually.)

In short, you’re right to be thinking on more axis than just number of pages but you’re not quite thinking on enough axis of complication simultaneously (Or at least, Tumblr’s word county is preventing you from expressing all those axis.)

Yup, a nine panel page of a crowd is more work than a splash of a fairly simple scene. On average. You can probably think of some exceptions and ways to do it which isn’t more work, which is at least part of the point.

Any of the following (and more) increases the amount of work on a page…

  • More backgrounds.
  • More figures
  • More panels
  • More complicated story telling.

And so on.

So, for example, what’s more work? A nine panel page of talking head or a 3 panel page of a fight scene in a crowd in the middle of a city-scape? 

I dunno. Depends on the artist and their choices, and recognising which is true for every artist you work with means you can think about their workload.

Because this is where the page Budget comes in. As we’ve described above, the amount of work on any given page varies hugely. However, that’s not how people get paid in most comics. You get paid on a page rate, whether or not the page is a lot of work or nothing. 

So, as a writer, you try to be aware of what an average amount of work actually is on a page. You try and make sure your issues (or at least the work across the series) averages out. You try and work out ways for an artist to work out what work is 100% necessary, and which work you can try to minimise. At the absolute least, you should know when you’re asking for too much and apologise.

It’s also worth noting that an artist will be thinking of their own workload. You ask for too much and they will end up either blowing the deadline, quitting the book due to the level of abuse or just creating their own shortcuts.

In the case of Young Avengers, Jamie was doing 13 issues in the year. That is a lot of work. This is a team book, meaning there’s a lot of figures in play. Some of the enemies are fucking crowds. Ouch.

So I tried to work out some ways to help with that. The biggest one is Mother’s dimension. It’s a domain beyond reality, outside the page, outside reality. We do lots of creepy stuff with panels there. It’s effective.

It also has literally no backgrounds. It uses white backgrounds as an aesthetic choice, but also a practical one.

Equally, there’s an awareness when there’s an issue which asks a lot, you may plan for the previous one or the next one to ask for less. Young Avengers 9 and 10 - are relatively quiet. While it’s also the beat of the book, this is at least in part as I know the next issues are going to need spectacle.

It’s also worth noting that it’s not just writers who think like this. For example, consider this cover by Jamie.

This is at least twice as much work for the Matt on colours as a normal cover. Each one of the dimension slices require basically starting a new job.

The next issue…

It’s effective, but at least in part it’s giving a much easier cover.

In short: be aware of what you’re actually asking for. 

Turning to WicDiv’s concept of page budgets, it’s that Jamie and I have agreed that there’s 20 pages of work in an issue. That’s basically what the advance covers, and what Jamie can do in the period. That is 20 “average” pages. We use all the above to try and balance that out. Some pages are harder than average. Others are easier than average. And we use all the above tactics to try and help with that. The basically backgroundless black of the Underground allows us to do something aesthetically effective while saving time, in the same way as Mother’s dimension. We create a crowd based character in the form of Dio but use it sparingly - plus have them in coloured silhouettes. It’s still a lot of figures, but it requires less detail than a true crowd, and we get our unique effects from it. Plus there’s the awareness of some issues being more work than others - 31 and 32 are this visual showcase, while issue 30′s extended scenes in the Underworld let Jamie catch a breath before heading into it.

In terms of my hard page trickery where I basically split a page in half and fill the rest with text, that’s an extension of the above, made possible by the fact WicDiv isn’t paid by a page rate, but rather an advance per issue. At Marvel, a trick page is normally counted as a full page for payment.

(There’s a few exceptions there - pure design page with no art don’t come out of the budget. Things like JIM’s text drops and Jon’s design elements are all “free” for the sake of the budget. In other words, if they weren’t there, they’d only be replaced by an advert. They never take away from comic art.) 

As long as I can make a page half as much work as average page, I can count it as a half page… assuming everything else is balanced. The simplest trick there is having a grid and only having half the panels featuring drawing. There have definitely been times where things I’ve counted as half a page are in fact more than half a page, and Jamie has corrected me, and I’ve tried to settle the books down the line. The Dionysus fight pages in 32 are certainly half a hard page.

Anyway - when I talk about Page Budget that’s basically what I’m thinking about.

a couple of people have been asking how i make my colourful gifs, and i have posted a tutorial before (here), but a couple more people requested that i show them how i made this gif specifically from this gifset, so i thought i’d do that !! the process is still very much the same, but hey, why not make a more updated version.

so i’m going to be showing you how to go from this

to this:

you will need:
a basic understanding of how to make gifs and how to create a base colouring
photoshop (i use cc)

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Friends With Benefits: Bill Skarsgard... Chapter 3 (NSFW)

Originally posted by eyesofwolf94

The next day we set out together, it was pretty early, around 6am.

Bill was driving, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the centre console.

“I hate this job sometimes, can’t be dealing with these early starts.” He yawned, running a hand down his face.

I laughed to myself, glancing out the window as we drove down the highway towards the location, which happened to be a large warehouse in LA, where both of us resided.

“You literally sound like a sixteen year old boy, when infact you’re twenty six and still moaning like a little bitch.”

Bill turned to glare at me momentarily before focusing on the road ahead, with a small pout on his lips.

“I woke up a whole hour before you, made us both coffee, sat and watched you put your face on, and then proceeded to carry your heavy ass make up kit down three flights of stairs.” He exclaimed, only causing me to laugh louder.

“I think you’ll find you also woke me up at the same time because you couldn’t keep it in your pants.”

Bill chuckled too, grinning at the thought of this mornings activities.

“Wanna stop for a quick coffee? I’ll literally fall asleep on set if we don’t and if you’re doing my make up, I don’t want any mistakes from you dozing off.” He joked, biting his lip at me.

I nodded, his comment recieving another roll of the eyes from myself. We definitely needed coffee if we were hoping to conquer a 12 hour day, with hardly any breaks.

Bill grinned in triumph, knocking up the stereo in the car.

I raised my eyebrows at what was playing, his phone was connected to the car.

“Dirty dancing? Really?”

“What? It’s a brilliant film, Patrick Swayze was almost as good at acting as me!”

“You’re so up your own backside.” I chortled.

Bill continued to drive down the highway until we reached a Starbucks, it was located around 20 minutes from the set and we had about forty minutes to spare.

He threw his Ray Ban wayfarers on his face, opening the door of his black volvo XC60 for me, taking my hand and helping down from the vehicle.

“You know, you’re gonna be in shit if you do things like that for me and you get papped. They’ll post the pictures and people will start thinking we’re dating, when it couldn’t be further from that.” I commented, grabbing my wallet and also throwing my sunglasses on.

“Let people speculate.” He shrugged, locking the car.

I shook my head at his careless attitude, the last thing we needed was gossip clouding our names.

I pulled my biker jacket closer to my body, it was getting colder here, with it being mid October.

Starbucks was pretty empty, seeing as it with still early, so Bill and I basically had the place to ourselves.

He paid for my vanilla latte and for his americano, we took a booth towards the back of the shop, removing both our sunglasses.

“Why are you wearing all black? You literally look like you have a date with a satanic cult.” Bill playfully said, sipping his coffee.

“You’re a fucking asshole and this is my uniform, you know that.” I retorted, looking down at my dark attire that consisted of a black biker jacket, black long sleeved t-shirt that was distressed, skin tight black jeans and some converse. The only piece of colour happened to be my gold Michael Kors watch, which Bill had gotten me for my 20th birthday two months ago.

“What time do you think we’ll be done today?” Bill yawned once again.

“Not until atleast six or seven tonight.” I sighed, taking the last gulp of my coffee.

“Kevin seems like he has a right stick shoved up his ass, treats everyone like shit.” He muttered, placing his empty paper cup down on the wooden table.

Kevin was the director of a new TV show that Bill had a main role in, he had a very distasteful personality and somedays you honestly just wanted to punch him in the face. Luckily, they had almost finished filming the show and it only had a few more scenes before it could be wrapped up and edited.

I glanced at my watch, cringing at the time.

“We need to go, I don’t want Kevin on our backs.” I groaned, sitting up from my chair and stretching, Bill did the same, throwing back on his sunglasses as did I.

The rest of the journey was peaceful, with the sound of quiet music and the slight echoing of Bill’s fingers tapping on the steering wheel.

Bill pulled into his designated space on the set and I could tell he was mentally preparing himself for the long, hard day ahead, because so was I.

He helped me get my make up kit out of his car, placing it on the floor and pulling the handle up, ready for me to pull along onto set.

“You two! Get ready, filming starts in an hour! Mya, I need you to get started on extras make up, let’s go!” And with the demands of Kevin who had just spotted us, we shot eachother a look.

“You better go, or you’ll be late for your date with darkness.” Bill commented, motioning to my outfit again.

“I swear to god, I will floor you.”

“How about you floor me at say… lunch time? Perhaps in my trailer…” He smirked.

I let out a small laugh, shaking my head and grabbing my kit, walking away without another word to Bill.

The morning passed by slower than I’d have liked, all I wanted was some food and a nice, cold glass of water.

It had been non stop already, Kevin had completely underestimated the amount of make up and hairstylists he’d need, I’d done nothing all morning but top up extras make up and run around after Kevin.

I hadn’t really had the chance to speak to Bill, he’d messaged me a few times while he’d had the chance but they were only silly texts and him begging me to meet him at his trailer come lunch.

And when lunch came I knew he expected nothing but for me to meet him inside the cramped, white trailer.

I was completely right and without knocking I let myself in, shutting and locking the door behind me.

I barely had time to get my bearings before long arms had wrapped around me and full lips were on mine.

Everyone about the encounter was urgent, Bills hands were all over me, pushing my biker jacket off while my hands fought to pull his tight t-shirt over his head.

“I’ve been looking forward to this all morning, you have no idea how hard it’s been to hide this permanent boner.” He spoke between kisses, pulling my top over my head and hastily unbuttoning my jeans, shoving a hand down my underwear.

I let out a throaty moan, the feeling of ultimate pleasure cursing through my veins.

Bill stopped his handy work down my pants to yank my jeans down my legs and I helped him by kicking my converse off and taking my jeans off the rest of the way while Bill all but ripped his constricting jeans off too.

What we were about to do seemed pretty hard while being stood up in a cramped trailer, so Bill moved us over to the couch, pulling me onto his lap.

I straddled him, a leg on either side of his lap. His eager hands explored my whole body, they weaved through my hair, down my chest to my breasts where he quickly removed my bra, his mouth attacking my nipples as I slyly ground against him, only our underwear separating us.

His hands were running up and down my back and I admit that he shocked me when he gently but forcefully grabbed my hair and exposed my throat to him, sucking hard and causing me to gasp, he was there way longer than he should have been and I pulled back.

“You fucker! You’ve left a mark, haven’t you!” I exclaimed, my hand going to my throat.

Bill let out a loud laugh, exposing his pearly teeth to me in a cheeky grin.

“It’s not fucking funny, Bill! I told you not to, now people are gonna start talking behind my back!”

“Chill, Mya. Nobody’s gonna talk about you and if they do fuck them, at least it’ll keep the guys away.” He smirked, moving my hand and attaching his lips to my neck again.

I threw my head back, completely mesmerised by the feeling of his soft lips trailing up my jawline and to my ear, where he nipped. The enjoyment only spurred me to grind harder and faster against him, and his hands moved to grip my hips in a tight lock.

“I swear I’ll finish in my boxers if you keep doing that.” He warned, flipping us over so rapidly that it took my breath away.

My bare back was pressed against the cold leather of the couch, while Bill held himself up over me.

He knew we didn’t have much time so briskly pushed his boxers down just enough for his erection to spring out and shoved my lace thong to the side before shoving himself into me.

We both let out a raspy moan as he started moving, I gripped at his shoulders with my nails digging into his pale flesh and wrapped one leg around his waist, my bare foot touching the cool skin at the back of his thigh.

I was on a complete high and my body was  tingling all over, I was in utter bliss.

Well, that was until three sharp knocks banged against the unsettlingly weak door of the trailer.

Bill’s whole body tensed up and he ceased moving, my heart was practically beating out of my chest at the thought of getting caught in such a compromising situation.

“Mr Skarsgard! You’re needed on set, sorry to cut your lunch break short!” The male voiced sounded from behind the door, knocking twice more.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” He growled, eyes dark with a mix of lust and anger.

“Mr Skarsgard, are you there?!”

“Yes! Give me five minutes!” Bill all but snarled back, he gritted his teeth and neither of us moved until we knew whoever it was had gone.

Bill awkwardly managed to remove himself from me, pulling his boxers back up and I adjusted my underwear myself, doing my bra up with shaking hands.

“Do you think he knew what we were doing?” I wondered, biting my lip as I watched him pull his jeans back up his skinny legs.

“I don’t care if he did.” Bill mumbled, shoving his shirt back on and just about managing to put his hair back in place.

We both managed to finish getting dressed in record time, checking each other over before unlocking the door.

Before I had the chance to open the door, Bills hands grabbed my face and he placed a hard, long kiss on my lips.

He leant his forehead against mine, breathing heavily.

“Stay at mine tonight? I’m just really in the mood for a cuddle and a movie, obviously pizza too, just like we always have.”

I nodded and smiled, causing him to erupt into a satisfied grin too.

He pecked my forehead and proceeded to open the door, just as I hurried to cover my neck with my hair.

“I’ll see you later, meet me at my car.” Bill ordered, nodding to me before shoving his hands into his pockets and wondering off back to filming, leaving me stood there.

I bit my lip.

What had I gotten myself into?


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Hey! Another day, another chapter. I’m really enjoying writing this and the lovely comments from you just spurs me on. I apologise this is only a short one and i just want to clarify there probably will be smut in most chapters but I promise I’ll get the story across as best I can without being a horny fuck. 

Enjoy!

okay, hi. it’s me—the annoyance in this fandom. and i’d like to talk about something, so bear with me.

there’s a problem in this fandom that doesn’t need to be discussed. why not? it’s not up for discussion, basically. it’s up to you all to sit back and learn that this shit you all are pulling needs to be stopped. period.

i’m breaking it up to a couple of core parts so you all know what i’m talking about.

first of all, let’s talk about the islamophobia and racism in this fandom.

here’s the deal: shut up and listen. is that too hard? then just shut up and close your browser. delete your blog. take a walk. go on with your shitty life.

i don’t know why this needs to be explained—seriously. i don’t understand it. it’s not physics or the study of runes. it’s the basic thing called logic thinking and common decency at the least.

you’re all doing something incredibly harmful and it’s not okay. when you started calling a brown character a rat i—i thought it was a joke. and when it was pointed out it’s racist, by people of colour in this fandom, you kept doing it. why? do you take enjoyment in calling brown people rats? do you think you can get away with it? guess you can, but you can stop doing it to people of colour. it’s disgusting.

next. the idea of this season is: please don’t let me be misunderstood. the reverse of this? please don’t let me be understood. just so we’re clear. there’s no reverse. the song was in reverse, the message was clear. so you can shut up about that.

so when the fight broke up, and sana was hiding in the bathroom stall, what did we hear? the two white random, irrelevant white girls talking about how they thought (assumed, didn’t know but talked anyway) it was about homosexuality, and how muslims are homophobic. was it there for the lols? no. it was there for us. to know. that it wasn’t about that.

my point: shut the fuck up about it. it’s tiresome, getting old, it’s toxic. if you keep talking about this, you’re spreading harmful messages to others. what messages? that muslims are homophobic. which they can be, i’m not saying some aren’t. i’m saying that that’s not the point of this season and that non-muslims are equally likely to be homophobic. don’t believe me? wow, i guess it’s something that has been fed to you by media representation and… dare i say it? people talking shit of shit they don’t know on social platforms. precisely what you’re doing right now.

second thing we need to talk about: the series. yes! let’s talk about what content we have right now and why us people of colour and why muslims are upset, shall we? (note: we have all the right to be upset.)

let’s first get this out of the way: we know it’s written this way to prove some point later on in the season. probably something along the lines of muslim and brown boys not all being homophobic and shit. you know. that thing you keep shutting your eyes from. we understand that, we know that.

we’re just. not. happy. about how it’s written. it’s kind of doing a lot of damage right now. look at some of the messages some people (people of colour, muslims, muslim people of colour) receive. and what we should be getting is much more healthy scenes between muslims, muslims and people of non-faith, people of colour and white people, to weigh up to the damage its doing. we don’t get that much of that. and it’s frustrating, because we understand why (sana’s lonely) but there are so many ways to portray loneliness than completely erase healthy interactions between people on the fucking screen.

don’t bring up the hei briskeby videos, because they don’t count. i’m talking about the real episodes here. the real clips. the clips that the casual viewer will watch.

so yes. the series itself is… partially at fault here. the writing, i would say. especially filming only the people of colour in a fight and—wow. that chokehold they had on the only black guy? yikes.

what’s worse is that they surely know—or at least have a slight idea—of what outbreak their clips will give. and they keep doing it. keep feeding this shit to us, and leave us to either deal with it, or completely shut down our inboxes. which results into people thinking we’re selfish, because we don’t answer their wish to learn more about culture and islam and the experiences people of colour have.

third thing we need to talk about: vilde and noora. yup. i’m putting them on the agenda.

i, as a lesbian of colour, wholeheartedly believe that vilde’s character is poorly written this season. she’s obviously not too different from earlier seasons, but she’s definitely had more emphasis on her ignorance, and how that ignorance is dealt with is—less acceptable. i do believe, on top of that, that she will be “redeemed” (i’m just not sure i’ll buy into it) and that she will learn, apologise and maybe grow the last episode or something, since we won’t be getting any more.

but what bugs me the most about the way they’re writing her this season is that, she’s coded as possibly lesbian (or bi, if you prefer, but i’m gonna talk about her being lesbian, and you can make your own post about her being bisexual). and she’s literally the only character fully coded this way. if you’re interested in why, just… google it. believe it or not, we aren’t google. but the key point is that she is doing a lot of what us lesbians perceive as compulsory heterosexuality. and they completely villainised a potential lesbian this season which is just falling into the same shit people have done over and over again. lesbians are bad, lesbians are racist, lesbians are this and fucking that and that pisses me off. if, by the off chance, she eventually is canonically declared as lesbian, i’m not sure i will rejoice or throw my phone through my computer screen. they ruined her character to me, they ruined a (coded) lesbian to me, a lesbian, simply because they wanted to put her to be the ignorant girl who keeps shitting all over sana.

and noora. man. i’m not too mad about noora as a character herself. she’s flawed, she has her good moments and shit. but she takes up so much of her own storyline from sana’s. it’s a mess. she’s talking about herself, her problems with dickhelm, and sure, that’s what friends do—talk about what bothers you. but we’re so frustrated that she’s once again on the screen, talking about the same old thing, and rip the minutes that could’ve been spent on sana from our hands.

don’t get me wrong. we all know that sana is a listener. but there’s a line. and they jump over it, time and time again.

and then there’s the misogyny in this fandom that needs to be addressed. and this is a harder one, because it’s hard to spot.

during the course of season three—up to this day, i see this shit—people keep shitting on sonja and emma for no other reason than them being girls who got hurt in the process. sonja? remember her? she got cheated on. and while even kept saying he felt controlled by her you somehow got the idea that she’s toxic. she isn’t. a toxic relationship would not end with isak thanking sonja for the help she’s given. she knows even and—well, at the most, she might have been a bit controlling because she doesn’t understand that even is his own person with or without his bipolar disorder.

and emma? she outed isak, which is fucked up and there’s no excuse. but stop thinking she’s the absolute villain to isak’s life because she’s a girl, who got hurt, in the process. accept that, move on, because isak sure did.

you thought i’d end there? really? nope. ain’t gonna happen. i’m gonna bring up vilde specifically again.

you think she’s just a dumb ignorant islamophobe? partially true. she’s islamophobic and is not a good friend to sana. she’s ignorant, yes. but you’re reducing her character to something she isn’t. you’re reducing her to the blonde dumb girl, which is just as shitty as people defending her islamophobic behaviour. her islamophobia does not correlate to her dealing with whatever she’s dealing with (compulsory heterosexuality, if you will), but if you reduce her to a two-dimensional character it’s quite misogynistic itself. if you’re woman and doing that—check yourself in the mirror.

same goes for noora, basically, but i don’t think anyone is genuinely despising her for anything else than the shitty line here and there and the serious screentime she’s clocking.

we also had a run in with the lovely subjects of biphobia and ableism too. you all can’t stop anywhere, can you?

since we aren’t discussing, let me just point out these things:

bisexuality does not equate to cheater. a cheater can be of any sexuality. the stereotype is that bisexual people are cheaters is harmful and it ends here. whether a bisexual person/character has cheated can be discussed without bringing in their bisexuality to the conversation.

and mental illness… it seems it’s harder for you to grasp this part. so let me put it this way: think of the most embarrassing shit you’ve done. called your teacher mum and everyone laughed? peed yourself in public? pretended to talk on the phone and your phone ended up ringing? whatever. the most embarrassing shit you’ve done. think of that. feel what you felt at that point. oh my god, what did people think of you?

do you want your crush or your partner of a few months know… that? say it involved a second person. say you… shat yourself on your best friend’s expensive, newly bought couch, felt so embarrassed you left the house and deleted all your social media and never answered their calls.

say your partner brings them up.

would you… tell them that?

i don’t mean to trivialise mental illness here (i’m struggling with my own). it’s much more complex (guilt, self-blaming, embarrassment, sadness) than what i’m saying here. i’m just breaking it down to a point where hopefully even the most abled person can understand.

you’re expecting someone who deals with this every day to just tell their partner. it’s not that easy. it’s a lot of compartmentalising that needs to be done, so you can tell that story without breaking down completely. what happened to even broke him enough to switch to a new school. that’s not something you just tell someone, regardless if you’re together with them, without having thought it through for weeks—even months—and analysed each possible turnout and reaction. that’s not something you tell someone unless you really, really, really need to.

that’s not to say that it’s… bad. that even and sana weren’t honest with isak from the start. but it’s what it is. even isn’t perfect. sana isn’t perfect. isak isn’t perfect. none of these characters are completely perfect. why not? because they’re supposed to be realistic, human and resound to us. we’re supposed to be able to relate to them, in a way.

lastly, but most importantly: stop thinking you’re so bloody entitled to send shitty asks to people, especially the muslims, people of colour and disabled people of this fandom.

now that i’ve said my piece, kindly don’t find your way into my inbox and think it’s time to discuss. as i said, it’s not up for discussion.

don’t understand what i’m talking about? congratulations, you just won the prize: read this post again until you get it.

peace the fuck out.

Against All Else / part I (Draco)

- the first part of the Against All Else series

Requested- could you please do a draco oneshot where turns against the death eaters in his 7th year the moment they threaten his s/o?
A/n- just want to thank you for starting this incredible journey of writing a series with me xx ily all ~word count: 1762 words

tag list: @tomthestuntmanfelton , @fluff-fluff, @ly–canthrope, @cleohalestilinski, @ninja-boss-barbie, @emelythompson

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Being with the Draco Malfoy romantically is something you never thought you’d be doing one day since the two of you practically grew up together. Of course, with the issues of Voldemort going around these days, everyone is scared for their own lives as people go missing every single day. Yet for you, the thing you are most scared of is losing someone you love so much that it hurts. 

Draco is slowly changing, and that scares you. There are times that you find him unfocused even when it comes to the Quidditch that he once adored. It’s almost like he has something to hide from you. You forget to knock as you enter his dorm room while looking for him. 

So when you see the Dark Mark on his forearm, you drop all the books in your hands to the ground while taking in what you have just witnessed.

The white-blond haired boy looks up sharply at the noise you make and freezes. “Y/n. What are you—” He is in the middle of finishing buttoning his uniform shirt, then he realises what made you react this way as he looks back down to his arm. You run out, leaving the books behind before he can explain.

No, no, no, no—he couldn’t have. He wouldn’t want to hurt people, no, not the Draco Malfoy I know. Endless thoughts run through your mind as you try to figure everything out. You find yourself strutting through the hallways without an actual destination.


- at the Malfoy Mansion - 

“—Cissy, he can do it! The Dark Lord chose him, don’t you understand?” A high pitched voice hisses. It is as though the temperature surrounding has decreased several degrees in the dimly lit room.

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Going into Hidden Figures having heard a lot of controversy about the bathroom sign-smashing scene, I was concerned that the movie was going to be pretty pandering on the racism front. I was pleasantly surprised that it was not; in fact, while it did romanticise some things it also made some white people uncomfortable so, mission success overall probably. FYI I am a white woman, but these are some of the things I observed that I thought were good in terms of the portrayal of race/racism.

1. Every positive anti-racist action taken by a white character was directly and unequivocably prompted, if not demanded, by a black character. The white character doesn’t take pity on the black character; the black character states their situation firmly with their head high and demands change. Of course a there’s a degree of pity in there, bc the white people have the power and don’t technically have to do shit, but it was not just a bunch of White Saviors strolling around going ‘oh, the poor black women, let me save you’. There aren’t even any “white friends” really (eg white teachers, other helpful white people,) except as a few people from the office eg Kevin started to step up their games. And we don’t see any of the white people’s family lives, internal drama, etc, and at no point does anything become about the consequences white people may face if they stand up for the black ones. There is no ~woe is me, what I give for social justice~. And the black characters aren’t expected to be grateful for being saved.

2. Systematic & unintentional/covert racism was explicitly highlighted, rather than overt racism being used to cover up/excuse the ‘small’ stuff. The scene where Kevin Costner smashes the bathroom sign? follows NUMEROUS mentions & displays of Katherine’s going to the bathroom and the notice of her absence, her getting rained on and drenched, and then proceeding to crack and explain some hard hitting points, one of which was that somebody had put a coloured sign on the coffee and no-one had taken it off or stood up for her or even used her coffee, and one of which were that there were no coloured bathrooms in literally half of NASA and none of the white people had noticed. Also, the difference between black WOMEN’s and white WOMEN’s pays was directly targeted (”you don’t pay us enough to buy pearls!”) White characters and white audience members were uncomfortable. Racism, but also the Bystander effect and the ignorance afforded by privilege are called out HARD, with silences and camera shots that force it to hit. There is no Unacceptably Too Racist Bad Guy to unify against; it’s ALL about systematic racism and unintentional racism and the lack of willingness of WHITE people INCLUDING WOMEN to face up to it.

3. Allies are rewarded/thanked/forgiven for actions, not words.  The idea of things being “just the way they are” and “just because that’s how it is, doesn’t make it right” is brought up numerous times but they don’t leave it there. At no point is racism magically solved - not even by the sign-smashing incident. Their colleagues and superiors are still pointedly difficult. They highlight ongoing civil rights issues and violence against black activists, state vs federal differences, and informal inequalities. And the black women don’t accept apologies and platitudes; they only accept action as apologies, eg. “I truly think you [white lady] believe [that you don’t have anything against black people]” vs. said white lady actually using her privilege within the system and getting Dorothy the Supervisor position she deserved

4. White Women are White. Water is wet, but not every portrayal of women will tell you that. I think they walked a really good line with the white women, because while there were a few moments of female solidarity (eg. “She can also speak”) they were always presented as being ‘just as white’ the as the white men. Just as doubtful, just as racist, just as ignorant and/or unwilling to stand up to the system; eg they didn’t invite or let Katherine into the bathroom, they didn’t touch her coffee pot, or do anything especially kind to her until those points when some of the men were also starting to reach out. There were no ‘we’re all women here/in a man’s world’ moments. At no point did the main ladies have to accept or defend anything from, or happening to, the white women, especially not at their own expense. 

(and meanwhile, sexism within the black community and elements of the main characters’ identities as both black and female were also explored)

and of course

5. Black women as heroines. This kind of goes without saying, given the point of the movie, but it’s more than just ‘cool, black female leads’. It’s everything that means. It means the stories of real black women are being told. And not (very) whitewashed. It means black women are bestowed with extremely brilliant intelligence, sense of justice and strength of character as every protagonist must. It means black women are front and centre of their own narratives, exerting agency, portraying developed lives. They have friendships, families (all different), opinions, personalities, beyond the token and independent of, as well as inclusive of, their oppression. Non-black audiences are presented with black women they can an must empathise with, front-and-centre, and in relation to one of the greatest proudest moments of American history. Black women have leadership roles, they make landmarks, and as far as this movie is concerned, they basically save the world. When it all goes down, the entire country is waiting on the word and the work of a black woman. That’s rare af in terms of rep, and it’s a freaking treasure.

detailed colour porn tutorial - scenery

This has been a tutorial that people have been asking me to do for quite a while but I simply hadn’t had the time to do. 

I’m doing more of these “colour porn” tutorials since this one will be strictly dedicated to scenery (I was going to do all in one but it’d honestly be way too big)

Here’s a few examples of gifsets in which I’ve used this kind of tutorial xx, xxxx and xx

I’m using photoshop cs5 to make this gifset (you can use other version of photoshop though) and you need a basic knowledge on how to make gifs.

We’re going to go from this

to this

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#133 - For anonymous x2

Filling the prompts “could you do one with a plus size model?” and “Fic based off of heathrow? The lil "snog her in the kitchen/ dance with her to lemonworld” bit?“

Note: To the plus sized model requester: you may also like #69 - click here. To the Heathrow requester: I hope you’re okay with how I used the song in this fic? Gives it a little more originality than a basic story based word for word on the lyrics, you know? =^.^=


You’d only done print media before; just photographs. When the opportunity came up to audition for a music video, you jumped at it. The casting call write up was vague. They needed a girl aged between twenty and thirty that was comfortable smoking on camera and looked good in a leather jacket. That was it. There were no specific requirements about hair colour, height, body type, or anything like that.

As you waited for your turn to audition, you sat in a row of other girls. You stood out. You were the only one who wasn’t wearing makeup, and you were the only one who could be considered plus size. Knowing very little about the project, it was hard to determine if those were going to be strengths or limitations. When it was your turn, the butterflies in your stomach settled. The anticipation was what killed you. The actual audition part was easy.

In the room, there was a rectangular table. Behind it sat someone introduced as Andy, the director, and another as the label rep. Sitting on the table itself was a guy who presumably was in the band, or was already cast to be in the video. He was in black ripped jeans and a black and white striped shirt. His name was Van and (you had correctly guessed) he was the singer. You shook all their hands and watched for any immediate reaction. Van smiled warmly and as he blinked you noticed the length of his eyelashes. You knew models that would kill for them.

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Kylo Ren is the Raiden of Star Wars [ A crack comparison]

So I play Metal Gear, a popular Japanese video game that is considered one of the greatest franchises of all time. Its popularity in the West swelled in the early 2000′s and even though its creator, Hideo Kojima, has now left Konami to produce his own games, it will go down in history as a watershed game that pioneered its own style of combat, character interaction, fourth wall breaking, and stealth. 

I played moreso back then in High School when I didn’t work and did all my homework during school so I could focus on getting that Big Boss Emblem and infinite ammo and the tornado gun…anyway, I really enjoy the Metal Gear franchise (in the era of Kojima that is…imo, fuck Metal Gear Survive, TBH).

Now, my favorite character is Raiden. Like Kylo Ren, upon introduction of his character, he had to endure the same bullshit from the North American/Western criticism (and praise as well from the more intellectual audiences) until MGS4 when he turned into a cyborg Ninja, became built like a brick shithouse and became about 10 times cooler than Snake (who was in his slow, geriatric form so he was kinda…bleh). He even got his own spinoff game by Platinum Games, he was just that popular. I do believe that while Kylo Ren is still criticized by idiots, eventually he will come into his own as an iconic character in Star Wars (and he’s already considered one!). Let’s just look at the comparisons, shall we?

So Solid Snake ^^^^ (the main titular protagonist) is this incredibly badass super soldier who has to stop Metal Gear (all-terrain nuclear missile launcher) from destroying the whole world. He smokes like a chimney, is the complete alpha male, wears an eyepatch, great beard, and has awesome moves and a great backstory. Basically, he’s the OG. I’m gonna call him Han Solo, because he’s the one all the fanboys love.

Now, after the success of MGS1, a girl actually approached Kojima saying she didn’t want to play the video game as an old guy, to which Kojima retaliated by creating the prettiest, slightly-feminine, svelte-looking protagonist of MGS2 known as Jack (aka Raiden)

(He’s just Kylo with an inverted colour palette TBH).

Now Jack was also incredibly badass with a similar backstory to Kylo’s– he was a child soldier in Liberia, taken from his real parents at a young age and groomed to be a deadly weapon by his adoptive father (who was the one who took him from his parents) George Sears. Anyway, Jack was brainwashed to the point where after the Liberian Civil War ended, he didn’t know where the fuck to go and ended up working in New York where he met his girlfriend and baby-mama, Rosemary. He was skilled in blades and in-game, you can do endless cartwheels (which I took complete advantage of). In MGS2, there’s even a gratuitous scene where he has to escape his torture chamber naked. His hair is so beautiful there’s a whole scene devoted to him taking his mask off to reveal a flowing mane of beautiful blonde hair. Basically, he’s fan service. 

And the dudebros HAAAAATED him.

“Who is this girly man and why is he stealing Solid Snake’s part? Ugh he’s like a fairy UGH”. They overlooked the fact that this guy, at the age of six, was so terrifying that the American soldiers in Liberia called him “The White Devil” because of his kill count. SIX. Kylo was a teenager during the Jedi Massacre. THIS LITTLE TATER TOT WAS SIX YEARS OLD. Raiden’s complete 180 of Snake’s overall aesthetic was so radical to these dudebros that they outright rejected him and everything he did. He was too pretty, too mouthy, actually talked and reacted like a normal human being to a lot of things. He made mistakes. And he’s afraid of lots of things.

He’s also incredibly whiny, complains like a Skywalker, and bickers with Rosemary constantly and sometimes it does get annoying but overall he’s a lot more three-dimensional than Snake. Which is not to say Snake is a flat character, but with Raiden, Kojima touched on a facet of masculinity that most people wouldn’t dare impress on their male protagonists who represent the franchise, especially with a pre-existing male-dominant demographic– emotion.

Raiden was emotional. For a super soldier, he was as human as it gets. He hated himself for what he’d done when he was younger. And he still feels like he’s not himself and living a lie in a VR simulation. He hates talking to Rose about his past and to her frustration, he would never allow her to sleep over at his apartment because he would have terrible nightmares. When he finally tells her that he was a child soldier who killed so many people, Rose freaks the fuck out and can’t handle it (eventually they make up and have a baby together)

He had his moments of realistic, human reaction and yeah, a lot of female players at the time ate it up like candy (I know I did) and critics applauded Raiden’s creation. But again, a loooot of guys were annoyed that their bearded alpha King Solid Snake was usurped by some cartwheeling Elf-looking emotion-ridden sad boy. 

Remind you of anyone?

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I do believe Kylo has to come into his own and find a path to take– he’s not quite evil enough to be a Villain (and I mean look at the poor puppy! He already has one foot out the First Order’s blast doors). And he’s still in the grey with his redemption because, while there are so many potential motivational factors (Rey, Leia, realizing that Patricide is not all it’s cracked up to be) he has not acted yet on those revelations. We do see in the trailer a slight slip of the character Ben Solo pretends to be (aka Kylo Ren) but it’s obvious he’s still putting up a facade (though becoming increasingly frustrated by it).

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If Kylo is redeemed, I do believe he’ll be even more powerful than he is now. I do firmly believe that Kylo Ren seeing the light (even if he’s not completely brought to the extreme end of the Light Side) will pave the way for his Force powers to be used at their full potential (I think it would be a great metaphor if he becomes more powerful the farther away he is from the Dark side). 

I think when he finally chooses the path he needs to take, then perhaps people will finally also make sense of him. I think a lot of people–because his alignment is so ambiguous–have a hard time understanding him and unless they’re very well-read or understand human psychology, I can see why they can misconstrue his words and facial expressions. Of course, us Reylos can see past all that and I think the general public is slowly catching up. A lot of men don’t like seeing emotion in male characters because they don’t want to face their own emotions in a fantasy movie (but it’s also Star Wars, so it’s a family drama, what do you want).

I guess the point I’m trying to make is that just because a character is emotional, flawed, not portrayed the way people typically want him to be,doesn’t mean they’re not important enough, or cool enough, or well-written enough. You’ll always have assholes trying to fuck with a well-written character. A good character has a dynamic arc, and like Raiden, Kylo will mature and go through a lot of changes. And until then, I guess we must endure the annoying blubbering banter of less-informed individuals who need to see people in boxes to make sense of them at all.

Raiden is now so popular in Japan that Hideo wanted Platinum to direct the spin-off (they’re the same people who made Bayonetta, so you best believe it was the most aesthetically orgasming shit you can play). I can’t wait until the day when the majority of the general public truly fall in love with the character of Ben Solo/Kylo Ren, because it’s honestly the best feeling.

A Happy Ending Chapter 2

Chapter Title: Fresh wounds don’t heal


The nightmares are frequent in number as the nights roll on.

Byulyi lurches up in her bed, her shirt drenched in perspiration from visions of her own heart ripped out from her chest, of Yongsun laughing at her, of her own ears bleeding dark red, of the same scene replaying in front of her again and again and again.

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anonymous asked:

it thats cool w you heres a prompt: eric gets beat up in some supply closet by a group of jocks for getting aggressive when they were trying to push him around. hes too ashamed to go to class until dyl wonders where tf he went and finds him, bruised and bloody and absolutely livid but also trying really hard not to break down. could be gay or not u decide

eric’s not in sixth period. that’s the first thing dylan notices.

of course it’s because they always sit together in the same spot at the back of the class, how could he not notice, but mostly because eric never misses sixth period.

he’s never been the type to skive off school: not even when all their friends are leaving early after lunch, and when dylan whines please, and when the girls he kind-of-likes frown at him, and when he’s not even missing all that much.

moral of the story is something’s wrong.

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What’s your name?

Sherlock Holmes

Summary: Sherlock was dropped off in Scotland Yard by Mycroft, expecting all but to make a new friend.

Warnings: Young Sherlock

Request: n/a

A/N: Good read everyone! 

“Hey there little boy! Aren’t you a cute one?”

Sherlock did not like what was going on. Not only he had to go out with Mycroft, he ditched him in Scotland Yard with a supposed acquaintance of his and now he was left waiting with the extremely annoying secretary who kept pinching his cheeks and trying to give him candy. It was so exaggerating and overwhelming that he even had started to think of ways that a murder could happen right then and there.

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anonymous asked:

Hello :) May I ask how you did this: (/post/141857918706/and-i-cant-sleep-cause-thoughts-devour-thoughts) A tutorial or something? Cause it's amazing!

hey! first of all, thank you that’s very sweet <3! with making something like that, it’s not a strict formula but rather just a lot of screwing around with layer masks until it comes together. that said, i can definitely walk through the steps of making it and hopefully it’s somewhat helpful. 

to start, i am going to assume that you know how to make a gif, otherwise there are several tutorials around for you to familiarize yourself with the actual process of gifmaking first! (i answered an anon about making gifs here, but there are much better tutorials out there lol).

so this is the end result (i’ll just do one gif since the process is almost the same for both):

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Sunset tutorial

First step, planning, if I don’t draw out some lines for the basic elements of the scene, my painting gets messy really quickly. so grab your highest H pencil, (a 3-6 should work), and sketch out some of the bigger clouds you want, get and idea for the layout of your sky, where will the sun be? what will be the darkest area in your sky. 

Next plan a basic sketch of whatever is below your sky, mountains, cityscape, trees, whatever. Here’s my first big tip, if you don’t have Windsors & Newton masking fluid, go and get some. This will keep your foreground clean while you paint the sky, I use lightly tinted non permanent fluid, which shows up yellow on the page, and you peel off when its dry. This stuff is a miracle, seriously.

Now we’re going to start painting. Start in the brightest areas, thin down yellow paint and add a layer where we want our sun rays to hit. Give paint a moment to dry, then relayer. If you feel your sunlight needs to be brighter, thicken the yellow a little and blend it outwards. 

Our next step is to start mixing in orange. water down the orange and mix it with some yellow. Start dragging strokes outwards form the yellow, pulling the colour and mixing more evenly. Gradually darken the paint, and continue to drag from the light areas. Once we have the yellow to orange gradient laid down, wait for it to dry and was can start adding clouds. 

Take a darker shade of orange and start designing your clouds. I typically use a round brush for this, but you might like to use a softer bristled brush,  to create soft edges. I have two methods for this, you can see on the bottom the clouds are very solid, they have a defined shape. For this I simply pull colour from the orange out into the yellow into the shape I desire. For the clouds on the top, I start by taking a wet paint free brush and lightening some of the edges of the sky around where the clouds will be. Then I dab orange on the page and let the water mix and swirl the paint. You can then add a darker layer of paint on top of the cloud to give it shape.

Now we’re going to start adding the basic sky colours, for this example I will be using pinks and lavenders. Now I always had a hard time making nice, bright pinks with watercolours because of my hesitancy to use white. What I’ve found as a replacement is to mix a bright red and peach colour together, that gives it the hot pink look without the dullness of the white. To make a nice lavender, simply mix purple into the pink colour. 

This step is fairly simple, lay down the pinks in areas of the sky receiving medium light. Although I will be darkening this scene up quite a lot, It’s always good to start light and work dark. You can work with gradients here too. As pink is a lighter colour than lavender, place pink closer to the light areas and blend outwards into lavender.

Now we’re really going to start shaping our sky. we’re going to continue our gradient of pink to lavender, and fade it into a deeper purple. The farther up the sky you go, the more blue tones you can add in. Again, start light, we can darken and add more depth later, but for mow just lay out the base colours. 

I’ve also started to add more depth to the centre cloud formation. Finding the right balance between too blended and too sharp can be tricky, but it’s best to blend heavily on the bottom layers so we can add darker contrast above. What I do to create the shape, Is I take a stiffer brush, maybe a point or an oval, and I draw a bubbly, fluffy shape. Then I we the inner edges and blend into the cloud. Try to keep your cloud edges from touching the edges of your sky, but if this happens simply wet your brush and blend outward, don’t worry we will define clouds more heavily in the next step.

So for this piece I decided to create dark clouds over top of a light sunset, I am quite fond of dynamic contrast but you don’t have to make your sunset as dark as this one. 

You can see I’ve started defining the inner shapes of the cloud. I started by adding a darker layer on top of the outer most edges of the clouds, and creating increasingly darker layers. The darker my strokes, the less I blended and the more defined my cloud shape became. I did this with all my clouds, the pinks becoming dark reds and purples. All strokes follow the general shape of the cloud outline.

The sky above has also been darkened, a combination of pure purple and navy blue will serve as a nice dark sky colour, lightly blend in black starting from the corners of the page. You dont want the black absorbing your whole image. 

Finally, peel off the mask, and paint your foreground. I did a super simple silhouette but added some depth by lightly colouring the mountains giving them a very basic shape. For the stars I mixed a little bit of white acrylic in with my white watercolour because I feel that acrylics show up better on black. I used a toothpick to dot on some stars, but using a white ink pen would also work well


Ok, well I hope this was what you were looking for and I hope it makes sense, and other specific question feel free to ask. I’m kinda terrible at teaching, but hopefully this gave you some ideas. auburn-trees

Different Worlds (New Year, New Au) (Trixya) – Ellen Thwoorp

Summary- Katya is a misunderstood Goth who everyone thinks eats bats and Skype calls with Satan. In actuality she’s just a bit of a dork with the biggest crush on Trixie, the cheerleader. This is the story of the first time they met and how things never quite go as you expect them to.

A/N: Obligatory High School Au.

This is the first installation of my ‘New Year, New Au Series’. I’m challenging myself with a bunch of random AU oneshots because my usual is long multichapter fics. The more random the Au the more I like it so things might get a bit crazy. Enjoy! (These will likely all be lesbian Au because I find Brian and Brian hard to write but we’ll see.)

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anonymous asked:

could you share your thoughts about the ladies costumes on got? like whose costumes you liked and when, which ones you didn't etc?

Ah, sure! Be warned—naturally I have a lot of thoughts.


I think the GoT costumes are stunning. In fact, the production design has always been one of my main reasons for watching. Most designers only dream of having that kind of budget and that many talented people in the costume department (including a full-time embroiderer like Michele Carragher). So the product is bound to be pretty great. I preferred Michele Clapton as designer, and the overall concept really remains hers. Clapton left after Season 5 and was replaced by April Ferry.

Specific Thoughts

As I’ve mentioned before, I believe the costumes were strongest in Seasons 1 and 2, before the budget exploded. Sure, the extra resources help secure the best fabrics and quality garment construction/detailing, but I liked a lot of the simpler (messier?) designs. i.e. what we saw with Robert’s visit to Winterfell, in the very beginning. I found the earlier hair and makeup much better too, though Cersei’s stuff was a little wild (I’ll make a few comments on wigs/makeup/styling as well, though note that these form separate departments in TV production).

high collars and layers r’hllor bless

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Snapchat’s From The Club

Joe rolled over in his hotel bed, blinking at the sunlight streaming through his window. His body still thought it was back in the UK, which meant he was exhausted and wanted to go back to sleep, but he knew that he and Caspar had press junkets today before the show in the evening, so getting out of bed would be required.

But wanting to put it off just a little longer, he pulled his phone across the bed towards him, blinking at the amount of snapchat notifications waiting for him to open. Joe scrolled through them quickly, seeing Jack’s, Conor’s, Oli’s, Josh’s, and Y/N’s names multiple times.

Trying to figure out what time it was back home quickly, he unlocked his phone and pulled up the Snapchat up, clicking on one of the multiple snaps sent to him.

The loud sounds of the music from a club carried through his phone’s speaker, and Joe chuckled as he watched Oli get recorded dancing, clearly not realizing it was happening as his arms practically flailed around him.

The rest of the snaps Joe opened were different moments from the night out that the boys, and Y/N, were clearly having. He saved hers for last though, opening them to see her singing along to the music, face pressed up against Jack’s, the coloured lights dancing patterns across their faces. Joe couldn’t help but smile as his eyes studied her face, glad to see that she was having fun. He had been worried the night before when he had called her, sensing sadness in her tone.

It was hard, being so far apart, Joe knew that. And it was why after they had finally hung up, he had texted the boys, asking them to go cheer Y/N up.

And apparently alcohol and the club was their answer for that request.

Although Joe wasn’t worried, he knew that the boys would make sure she was safe and having fun. Of course Joe also wished he was there with her, so he could be the one dancing with Y/N, so he could be the one every guy glared at with envy.


Rubbing his hand down and across his face, he decided to try and call her, hoping that she was home from the club, but still awake.

Staring at his phone as the FaceTime rung, he almost gave up, until suddenly her smiling face appear.

“Hi babe!” She turned to someone beside her. “Shhh, it’s Joe!”

“Joe!” Y/N’s face was suddenly replaced by Jack’s, eyes glassy from all the drinks. “How’re you?! Where are you…we’re at your house. But you aren’t here.”

“He’s in Australia, remember?” Y/N giggled, squeezing in next to Jack so she could see him.

“Hello, love.” Joe smiled at her.

“Not in front of the girlfriend, Joe.” Jack joked.

“He was clearly talking to me!” The phone was stolen once again, and this time Conor appeared on the screen. “And hello to you too.”

“Can I please talk to my girlfriend for more than a second?” Joe sighed, knowing it was hopeless after a night out. He had been with them enough to know how it worked.

“Are we still ordering Nando’s!?” Oli’s voice carried through, and he appeared over Conor’s shoulder. “Joe!” He grinned, when he saw his face. “How the bloody hell are you?”

“I’m good,” Joe chuckled. “But I’d be better if I could talk to Y/N.”

“Sorry, babe.” She said, her face appearing in the screen once again. It was jostled around a little as the boy’s voices faded, and the scene around her changed. “There. Now I can talk to you alone.” She smiled at him as she sat on their bed.

“How was your night, did you have fun?” Joe asked, bringing an arm behind his neck.

“Mhm, thanks for telling the boys to take me out to the club. It was nice to get out of the house.”

“And only another week until we can go together again.”

“I am so excited to see you again!”

“I can’t wait, love.”


The two talked for a while longer, until the drunken boys got bored and impatient and burst through the door, all demanding to talk to Joe as well, piling onto the bed.

“Oh, would you look at that,” Joe smirked. “I have to go. People to see. Meetings to attend.”

“You just don’t want to talk to us.” Jack pouted.

“Yeah, basically, mate.” Joe laughed. “Love you, Y/N.”

“Love you too!” All the boys called out, and Y/N brought the phone closer to her face.

“I love you, too. Have fun at tonight’s show. And call me later.”

“Will do.” Joe replied, and just before he hung up, he heard Oli call out very excitedly.

“Our Nando’s is here!”

anonymous asked:

post/143129477771/he-could-see-the-path-in-front-of-him-very how did you get like multiple gifs to combine on the same canvas?

hey! i went into a bit of detail on that when answering this question, but i can go over it again wrt this gifset specifically and in more detail (i’m not the best at explaining things lmao but i’ll do my best)

im just going to explain how to get the gifs on the same canvas and skip over the colouring part, but if you’re interested in the colouring too send me another ask and i’ll see if i can help!!

so let me take the first gif in the set as the example and throw the rest under the cut: 

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