this took ages man

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“Jerry is a comic genius and one scary mother-effer. He can’t stop giggling during all the crime scenes. We have to re-shoot like twenty times before he settles down. My favorite line of Jerry’s was when he investigated the bludgeoning of a nun and cracked, ‘Hope this doesn’t become habit-forming.’” –Sam Waterston

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A Tennant/Tate Celebration 

Interviewer:  “You can’t stay apart.”
David:  “We can’t, no.”
Catherine:  “No, we tried.”

David:  “We’ve always enjoyed working together… specifically working together as well as hanging out.”

A gif-tastic update of this old post o’ mine

anonymous asked:

I loved your post-game tarot card for Isii, and I wanted to ask: what do you think all of the companion tarot cards are? Some are obvious (Dorian's default= The Magician) but plenty of them I can't figure out. What's your take?

Hope you were looking for a detailed examination of each of the companion and adviser cards and their meanings, cause that’s what you’re gonna get. :P

First, I’m so glad you like Isii’s post-game tarot card. I’ve been meaning to finish her starting card for quite some time now. As for the companion cards, I think some of them are stronger than others in terms of how well the card’s meaning matches the character it’s tied to. Images were sourced from this post where you can see scans of the entire DAI Tarot set.

One last thing: Tarot cards are highly interpretational based on context. That’s why you can shape a cohesive “narrative” from what is otherwise an arguably random assortment of cards. While the Major Arcana tend to have fairly well-defined qualities, the Minor Arcana does not possess the same consistency. (If you don’t believe me, go do some digging on tarot card meanings from different books and websites. You are likely to find completely different and sometimes contradictory meanings for certain cards, depending on the author.) Quotes used are sourced from ata-tarot


Solas

Beginning Card: The Hermit

The Hermit is a figure that has risen above emotion and disconnected from his desires - they are distractions that stand in the way of his journey. The Hermit strives for wisdom and seeks answers from within rather than the outside world. He can only depend on himself. He alone is immutable and he knows that any person who lends him aid cannot help him forever. Such alliances are temporary. “For true wisdom to emerge, there can be no distractions. Any preoccupations of the world, no matter how small or inconsequential they may seem, will be heard as shouts that drown out the still voice within.” The Hermit is alone, not only by choice but by necessity and is comfortable traveling through darkness if it means he will emerge in the light at the end. The Hermit may try to guide others with the lessons he has learned, but he is not a teacher. He knows he cannot teach what must be learned through experience. The appearance of the Hermit suggests that a mentor may appear in the subject’s life or that they must choose to help guide another into discovering their own truths.

Romanced: The Hierophant

The Hierophant is a holy man, one who holds secret or forbidden knowledge. Most often it is represented as a high-ranking member of the clergy, a symbol of the power of spirituality to shape the world according to one’s beliefs. Unlike the Hermit who moves alone, the Hierophant is a leader who others follow not because they have been coerced or deceived but because their faith drives them. The Hierophant is not an individualistic card - all is done for the betterment of the whole. The needs of the many outweigh his own desires. The Hierophant is tasked with the preservation or return to tradition and a rejection of its opposition. While this can sometimes be harmful (like the historical treatment of those who oppose Church teachings), it is usually beneficial. The Hierophant is a far cry from rebellion - his is a card of order and uniformity. If the Hierophant appears, it may foretell the appearance of a mentor; someone who will teach you his beliefs in the hopes that you will join him. The subject should be open to receiving these lessons. Something is coming and the subject lacks the experience to face it alone. Only he can provide that.

Ending Card (unromanced): The Tower

The Tower is a destructive force, though it should not be taken as something malicious. The crumbling structure needs to fall in order to be rebuilt. When wisdom and enlightenment are resisted, sometimes their influence must be forced. Old attitudes and beliefs have to be abandoned, whether you like it or not.  “You do not want to give up your ideals, and you cling to them like a child to his precious security blanket. This attempt at security ensures nothing, really, except a disastrous change that will painfully rip away that which you did not discard of your own volition.” The Tower is not a gentle card, but often necessary. It usually represents tearing away lies the subject has been telling themselves, facing harsh truths in favor of comfortable deception. The crumbling tower’s fall is inevitable due to its faulty foundation. Rather than waiting for it to collapse, The Tower gives it a sharp shove and lets gravity do the rest. Rather than focusing on the rubble, The Tower should be seen as a card of opportunity; it is like a phoenix, burning away the old and sickly so that something can be reborn in its place. When The Tower appears, the subject should prepare themselves for change and be ready to let go of what makes them feel comfortable and secure, otherwise the transition will be a painful one. If the subject ignores the warning and clings to the status quo, the are in for a rude awakening. Change will happen because it is needed and nothing they can do will stop it.


Dorian

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Once Upon a Time as a subversive take on fairy tales

Ricky Whittle as Baelfire/Neal Cassidy (Robinson), the boy who when running away from his father was taken from his mother by Pan. 

That’s how you’ve really got a home. Cause when you leave it there’s this feeling you can’t shake. You just miss it. 

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i have been hearing so many playlist with underfell!sans and i just had to draw something

i also have as a headcanon that even sans blushes with small signs of affection like nose kisses or hugs <3

this took ages but man i really like how it come out c:

more oc insert stuff cause why not

> spends actual money buying a domain
> spends ‘5 minutes a week’ updating things despite the blatant contradictory facts spelt out in that long ass ‘probably took them an hour to write’ wall of text
> spends actual time making up codes (IE dancing man, that took ages to crack, so no way it took 5 minutes to make)
> spends time making a twitter and a tumblr
> spends time making pixel art in paint which def took more than 5 minutes. I’m an artist. i would know
> links a website and then tells us nOT TO LOOK (why bother linking??)
> spends time compiling a whole load of posts proving that they’ve been actively paying attention to fandom and the responses we’ve been giving

yep. ok

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A Sunset w/ Izaya Ch. 1: The Man Who Came

A Certain Month on a Certain Day    Extracted from a Portion of a Region Newspaper Article

[A body in Bunokura - determined as the missing eldest son of a wealthy family-]

[Last night the body found in Bunokura was identified to be Ryuuichi Adamura (age 28) who had disappeared three days prior. The police are investigating from the case and accident-]

In a land from off from the town the newspaper article was written in.

In a small mountain hut one man gazed at the article.

It is unclear how he obtained a regional newspaper from another prefecture, but the date is certainly today.

The man smiles excitingly and threw the newspaper into the fireplace.

And then he threw into the fireplace various pieces for games you would amuse yourself with on a table like chess and Shogi pieces, and Mahjong tiles and playing cards.

The season is the rainy season.

Even on such a sodden, gloomy day he continued to light the flame in the fireplace.

The black-haired man watching the newspaper and game pieces turn into ash stroked the wheelchair left next to the rocking chair and took out his cellphone.

Then making a certain call he happily begins to speak.

“I will accept what we talked about before. I will bring some people and come to the town.”

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Sugar Daddy

You start to become resourceful when living on the streets, finding ways to get what you need and for a while, I went about it all wrong. My actions could have gotten me into serious trouble and then where would I be? Not in a good place, that was for sure.

But then I started to become aware of the women who worked street corners and sometimes I saw men too. The more boyish the man looked, the more he got picked up. Sometimes the men who wanted their services would come back and other times they’d never be seen again, just wanting to get off that one time and then moving on. It was from my observations that I got a better idea of what I could do to get what I needed.

I look eighteen but am much older; I still have that adolescent softness to me that I had resented for ages, because nobody took me seriously as a grown man, but then I became pleased with my features, especially when I began to work the streets and men of all ages and walks of life began to take interest in me.

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In an unmoored life like mine, sleep and hunger and work arrange themselves to suit themselves, without consulting me. I’m just as glad they haven’t consulted me about the tiresome details. What they have worked out is this: I awake at 5:30, work until 8:00, eat breakfast at home, work until 10:00, walk a few blocks into town, do errands, go to the nearby municipal swimming pool, which I have all to myself, and swim for half an hour, return home at 11:45, read the mail, eat lunch at noon. In the afternoon I do schoolwork, either teach of prepare. When I get home from school at about 5:30, I numb my twanging intellect with several belts of Scotch and water ($5.00/fifth at the State Liquor store, the only liquor store in town. There are loads of bars, though.), cook supper, read and listen to jazz (lots of good music on the radio here), slip off to sleep at ten. I do pushups and sit-ups all the time, and feel as though I am getting lean and sinewy, but maybe not. Last night, time and my body decided to take me to the movies. I saw The Umbrellas of Cherbourg, which I took very hard. To an unmoored, middle-aged man like myself, it was heart-breaking. That’s all right. I like to have my heart broken
—  Kurt Vonnegut, from a letter to his wife Jane
Hundred-Dollar Rum (Part I)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @scarlet-blossoms 💖

Plot inspired by this comic by @federtanz, Vorona’s design based on this art by @apetunias! Thank you @weirdpine for the quick beta!

Rating: T
Length: 7,700 words
Warnings: family death, grief/mourning, drinking, reckless driving.

Hundred-Dollar Rum
Part I

“Bad,” Vorona announced when Shizuo got home.

He didn’t have time to close the door behind himself. He could only see half of the living-room from where he was, but it was the half she was occupying—sitting at his desk—and she was hunched over in her chair, nail polish in one hand and the other atop the thick economics book she had borrowed the night before. Only half of her toenails were orange, but more than two thirds of the book had been read.

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