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anonymous asked:

tbh i'd watch RTTE if the animation didn't have such a noticeable drop in quality

Eh? I personally think the animation is really good, at least compared to Riders and Defenders of Berk and other Spinoff shows

Obviously it can’t be movie quality because the show is on a lower budget and less time compared to a feature length film.

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Valentine’s Day Text Series - Finish the Heart!

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Everyone gets some love, except Lance lol

I’M A DAY LATE BUT HEY, BETTER LATE THAN NEVER YEAH??? (> 3<)’’’

Have I ever mentioned how much I love Lance and Keith’s love/hate relationship? because it gives me freaking LIFE lol

I think the most underrated bit of genius in 17776 is the overlap with real life items. Items, not really places or people. So far all of them have been related to the main themes of 17776 in some way:

Bee States Ballroom: doing busy work because not only can you afford to do pointless work, it’s the only thing you CAN do in your current situation

Livermore Bulb: eternal but meaningless life

Koy Detmer balls: arbitrarily enforced scarcity and conflict for pure entertainment value. also football

The fact that this much information is being expressed through objects goes in line with what Nine said about humans becoming machine-like. In their quest for entertainment and meaning, humans have centered their entire lives around things that would normally be incredibly boring and worthless.

Every human we’ve met has been totally dedicated to whatever game they’re playing and all of its bizarre conditions. Nobody does anything for the hell of it anymore, they need something concrete to work towards, no matter how stupid it is. Sure, there are mentions of people that don’t play football, but even these people are completely sunk into their daily routines and a sense of constancy.

The most human beings in 17776 are machines millions of miles from Earth. They deal with immortality well because they were always supposed to be immortal.

anonymous asked:

I love your drawings but some of your characters aren't very accurate. Especially with Lin you should pay more attention to his features.

oh no i cant believe ive been subjecting you all to low quality lins this entire time 

from now on my blog will be only the most accurate high quality lins dont you worry

Today featured a startling discovery during a big YMCA camp photoshoot in Cary.

Namely, floaties that look utterly sick of their jobs.

I’ve never seen inanimate objects look so fed up.

“I’m just so tired of being highly buoyant.”

“Lift this kid, float that kid, day in, day out… we get no respect, I tell you.”

“Oh suuuuure, complain all you want – at least you two got put away right-side up.”

anonymous asked:

Will there be more of the parallel universe one where Claire is pregnant?

Note from WTT: So this isn’t a continuation of the parallel universe fic, I’m not sure when I’ll get to that one so please enjoy this different parallel universe fic!

“…and that’s how this particular set of mountains got their names, at least if you believe the story of an old woman passed down from the generations.” The old woman smiled, the creases of her skin wrinkling in happiness.

“Thank you! You’ve been such a help to us. Do you know of anywhere where the artifacts you mention might be? I’d love to be able to provide a sketch for my books,” Uncle Lamb asked, intriguing the old woman again. Their talk was animated and I wandered about the room, the odd carvings and paintings leading to knick-knacks and heirlooms. It’s a wonder that these things were made, let alone still existed in the twentieth century.

A shine caught my eye as I paced by the small, but ornate hearth. Tucked behind a carving of the Virgin Mary was something metallic. Groping behind the statue, I could just feel the object with my fingertips.

“Aha!” I gasped in triumph when the object was secured in my fist. “A knife?”

The small knife had a shiny, well worn handle with the perfect finger holds, it felt warm and fit perfectly in my hand. I turned it over inspecting the craftsmanship. The silver was finely polished but there were nicks and scratches all along the edge proving that this had been used, and maybe not just for household needs. If there was a design on the handle it had long since been rubbed into smoothness. The only flaw was closer to the blade where a small chunk of wood was missing, exposing the metal beneath.

“So ye found my ancestors wee knife, hmm?”

I jumped and let out a squeal the knife flying from my hand and landing tip first into the wood near my foot.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to pry, I just—well it was that the blade—I—”

The old woman held up her hand shook her head. “Och, dinna fash yerself one bit. This blade is tough and old. I doubt you could do any harm to it. The way you were holding it showed more that you’d be the one to get hurt. Never point the blade at yourself. You nearly took out a toe when you dropped it.”

To emphasize her point, the old woman stooped down and pulled the blade from the floor, giving her left big toe a thump with the flat part of the blade.

“This knife has been in my family for generations. The story is said that it was owned by a witch and she used it to make her brews here in this very cabin. But that’s just to scare off the locals children. The truth of the blade is that it was owned by a healer who lived on this mountain, nearly two hundred years ago. She helped raise my great-great-great grandmother as well as her own family. My great-great grandfather always had it on the mantle. I never understood why as a child that my great grandparents and grandparents continued to do so. ‘It brings luck!’ Uncle Thomas would say, or ‘It’s magic and it’ll keep folk from messing with us!’ my Grandda Beardsley would murmur before doing the sign of the cross.” The woman twirled the knife between her fingers until the underneath was shown. Scratches that weren’t scratches at all shone in the firelight.

“T C L J?” I murmured, “What does TCLJ mean?”

The woman shrugged. “No one knows. I assume it’s the initials of the crafter, but I can’t be certain. Anyone who would know is already dead.”

I reached out and gently stroked the initials. “Maybe it’s To someone Love someone else?”

“Hmm… Perhaps. Here.” The woman handed me the knife. “You keep it. It may come in handy where you and your Uncle are headed.”

“No! I couldn’t possibly! It’s a family heirloom. You should pass it on to your children, I don’t deserve it,” I protested, trying to hand back the knife.

“I won’t hear of it. My children are grown and my grandchildren uninterested in a bit o’ family magic. You, though, would appreciate it and use it as it’s meant. It’s not meant to be tucked away, but used!”

“Thank you. I’ll take care of it,” I promised, as I gingerly held the knife closer to me.

“Just remember things always have a way of making themselves back to their rightful owners. And I think you were meant to have this knife. Do you have any roots at all leading to North Carolina or the States?”

I shook my head, still transfixed by the initials on the handle. “No ma’am. Not that I know of. Uncle Lamb might know.”

“Claire?” Peeling my eyes away from the knife I looked at Uncle Lamb, who looked like a kid in a candy store. “Come. We need to get going if we want to make it up the mountain and back before dark.”

Following obediently, I said one last thank you to the old woman and pocketed the knife.

✨ASGORIEL WEEK: DAY THREE✨
“SURFACE”

Really open-ended prompts can stress me out a little if I don’t know precisely what I want to do as soon as I look at it. Hence the fact that this is going up so late. But, I figured I’d kinda just represent the fact that surface life ends up mostly pretty chill in my head.
Everything levels out and life goes on, everyone lives happily in peace. That’s what I’d like to believe happens. I tried to sorta depict that in these sketches but I’m not sure how well I did.💦

Entry three for the @asgorielweek challenge. Head on over there to check out the rest of the neato entries, including my first two!!

Spins, Explained

So, as a follow-up to my previous layman’s guide on jump identification, this time, let us try to make sense of all the different types of figure skating spins.

Now, before we start, not to discourage you or anything, but keep in mind that spin is a topic more complicated than you might think, mostly because spins can come in endless flavors and weird naming conventions and skaters constantly invent new ways to mix and match. Another note is that this post will cover spins in single skating only - I don’t watch enough pairs and ice dance to have proper knowledge on their spins.

A couple of terms you will want to understand when it comes to spins:

Position refers to the way the skater holds their body while spinning. There are 3 basic positions, each of which comes in many different variations, in other words, different movements of the skater’s body while holding to the general shape of the basic position.

Level refers to the difficulty of the spins. There are 5 levels in total: B (no level) and Level 1 to 4. 

Level feature is how the spin levels are determined. One feature = one level, so a spin must have 4 features counted in order to be a Level 4. The ISU defines, in total, 13 different types of features a spin can have, any 4 of these in a spin will make it a level 4. Well, don’t sweat, this is just general information. We are most definitely not getting into all the technical details of all these features today. Layman’s guide, remember?  

Incidentally, it’s worth pointing out that Level and Grade of Execution (GOE) are independent, as I’ve seen some new fans confusing the two. Level reflects how difficult the spin is, while GOE is about how well it is executed. Think of it this way, the equivalence of level for a jump is the number of rotations, whether it’s a single, double, triple, or a quad. Jump of any rotations and spins of any level can be awarded GOE ranging from -3 to +3 and this has no direct correlation with the number of rotations/number of level features.   

With that, let’s move on to look at the 3 basic spin positions and some of their more popular variations.

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