took me ages to finish this

Progress!

Over the weekend, I finally finished getting dates for everything in my archive of screenshots from Andy’s tumblr, which I needed for the next part of the timeline. I don’t have every post, or anything remotely approaching that, but I have quite a lot. 

A great deal of credit goes to the anon who helped me ages ago by showing me how to date Andy’s tumblr posts–I had already started taking screenshots, but foolishly hadn’t dated them, and it wasn’t possible to find them all again via Google searches. Even with their method, it took a really long time for a number of reasons, mainly that I also couldn’t find every post by searching the sitemaps they’d sent me, and that nearly every time I looked at the sitemaps or Andy’s tags, I’d find a host of other things that seemed important to archive. Also, of course, real life always takes priority. I’ve frequently stepped away for weeks at a time because I was just too busy. Spouse, work, friends, pets, family, personal projects, etc.

But it’s all dated at last, and now I’m deciding what to include on the timeline vs. subject-specific posts about Andy’s behavior patterns, misogyny, and so forth. Also, while I don’t want to hurt Andy’s friends from what I’ve termed “the tumblr era” any more than I wanted to hurt the former DAYDians, it is going to be necessary to include examples of his treatment of some of them. I’m thinking especially of his habits of fostering emotional dependence and then ignoring people, of love-bombing and using sexuality in extremely sketchy ways, and of throwing friends under the bus to explain away shitty things that he’s done. And if you think you know exactly who I’m talking about in each of these cases, I’m sad to say they all apply to multiple people. I have to figure out how that’s going to work.

Once I’ve finished with this part of the timeline, and another part dealing with more present-day stuff (which will be easy), I’ll go back over the earlier sections. I have a few very minor edits to make and a little more information that I can fill in here and there. I’m thinking of adding some more details from the primary source documents (e-mails, lists, etc.) that Turimel included in her book–but none of her transphobic remarks, victim-blaming, or assumptions–and that I’ve dug up on archive.org. I’ve also managed to narrow down a few dates that were rather nebulous before, some of which are extremely significant.

So there’s still a lot of work to do, but the end is in sight! I hope the fact that the post-2011 timeline has taken so fucking long hasn’t led too many people to assume that Andy’s bad behavior stopped after the Trail of Tears hike. (Although there’s plenty on this blog alone to show that isn’t the case.) I just could not get through his ridiculously huge tumblr archive any more quickly than this.

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Hey , i saw in your mind…do we really want to get into who’s more pathetic than whom?  » happy birthday jay

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Naegiri phone backgrounds (ノ´ヮ`)ノ*: ・゚

requested by @tekilexisteki

A few months ago, I said on this blog that in my head PJO is an anime with a badass opening credits. I meant it quite literally, like I can actually picture this OP in my head, with all the shonen tropes like Percy walking around pretty backgrounds, cool fighting scenes with lots of camera movements and huge statues of the Gods standing ominously in the background, Nico standing in the rain till Reyna and Hazel and Jason come for him and a ray of sunshine breaks throught the clouds and light hits his hopeful face, GIMME ALL THE TROPES hahaha. Doing the whole opening would be impossible for a single person but I really wanted to try one big “shonen” group shot, so here you are !!! This actually took me AGES, I’m not kidding, the folder for this on my computer is named “batshit crazy ” for a reason, it may not look like it if you don’t know animation but a really huge amount of work went into this. I think it’s actually the biggest thing I ever did for a fandom. I can’t say how many hours I spent on it since I didn’t count, but let’s say I started this in September and spent a lot of week ends and most of my Christmas holidays on it, and I just finished it this week. I had a lot of fun though !!! And I learned a lot too, this was my first time trying to animate japanimation style, with not many in-betweens and ultra dynamic poses. So yeah, I hope you guys will like it !

I want to thank fimyuan and bisexualjason for keeping me motivated with their lovely comments through the project, even when I was complaining about my own decisions to animate friggin’ skeletons, hahaha. Another big thank you to my friend Wekake who went through the animation frame by frame and spotted all the little compositing mistakes that remained ;p

A few words on the process : I animated and colored everything in TV Paint, drew the background in Photoshop, and composited everything in After Effects. The song is an extract of the Yowapeda opening “Reclimb” by Rookiez is Punk’d because I wanted something very distinctively shonen but no lyrics, and I like that song ^^ I animated directly without any model sheet references which is definitely not how you should do it, hahaha, hence the design inconsistencies, but honestly even my madness had its limit and I didn’t want to spend more than a year on this thing ;p

Y’ALLLLLLL guess what i finally finished!!! it took an embarrassing amount of time to clean up & color these sketches, but now they’re done and ready for use! look under the break to find the full-size renders :D

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Hi Tumblr people, how are you?!

I’m still aliveeee, even if I haven’t been posting here since ages - and I’m SO sorry. I finished my exams on Monday and right now I’m enjoying the last days of freedom before second semester starts (on Monday, 27th). 

[ For those of you who didn’t know, I’m actually more active on Instagram @ stephiestudies - follow me there if you wanna see more of my bujo, and study routine too. 

Here’s a shot I took some days ago, when I reached 1k on IG. I’m still not sure how this happened but it made my day! I’m so blessed and thankful to each one of you. 

KageHina - First Kiss

Work hard, Kageyama!

I just really like the thought of Kageyama (who’s so exceptional at everything volleyball related) being a complete mess when it comes to romance

THINGS I LEARNED DURING MY GAP YEAR

hi everybody! it’s definitely been a while, huh? i hope everyone is well and has been/ is studying hard for their end of year exams! good luck!

since my gap year is coming to an end, i decided i wanted to make a few posts about it to help some of you guys, who have been asking me about my experience, out. these are a few things i’ve learned during my gap year.

► it’s ok to be the only one taking a gap year

this was a really big thing for me. no one i knew decided to take one at the end of our secondary school career. i was the only person in my big old school, as for as i’m aware of, that chose to do so. i have to admit it’s really weird to be the only one in your friend group not going to university and experiencing that exciting time. in belgium it really isn’t a common thing to do either. especially not after secondary school. but! and this is a big but: you will. a gap year doesn’t mean you’re never going to go to uni/ college and experience the same as your friends! it’s a year out to work or discover what you really want to do in life. and if it just so happens you find out you prefer working straight away, that’s totally cool! whatever suits you! i just hope my friends learn to accept others who choose to work instead of studying instead of making them feel like they’re just too “dumb” for uni/college. we all choose different paths in life. let’s all try to live with that.

► keep yourself busy

one of the things most adults told me was to keep myself busy during my gap year, because otherwise i’d become incredibly lazy. for my part, this is so true. there were a few weeks at the start of october that i wasn’t working, and i became such really lazy. i slept in almost every day and i didn’t feel motivated to do anything. i also felt quite isolated and lonely. you don’t have to work to keep yourself busy though! you could travel, pick up a hobby, get better at something you’ve already learned, etc. as long as you’re keeping yourself busy and making the most out of your gap year! why would you be taking one otherwise?

► you will lose friends and make new ones

don’t be afraid of the fact you’ll eventually lose some old friends. the people who don’t invest in your friendship as much as you do don’t deserve you honestly! i started feeling lonely too, since a few of my friends never made any effort to keep in contact with me, or meet up with me, even though i tried time and time again. it’s totally normal and will happen to everyone.this doesn’t mean you should just give up on all your friendships though! but trust me: you’ll know what i’m talking about at some point in your life. at work i met a group of really great young people like me, and we have become a really close group of friends. we take out breaks together, go out after work and hang out on our days off. they’ve really given me the kind of friendship i was looking for, and i’m really grateful for that.

► don’t feel so guilty about having fun

this was a biggie for me. i can’t really explain it, but i started feeling guilty about having so much fun. in school there weren’t that many times i went out or hung out with my friends because i was focusing on studying, so whenever i made plans this year, i felt really weird about it. almost as if i was having too much fun? this is a really silly feeling and i’ve learned to let that part of me go. it’s important to bond with your friends and yourself by exploring places and making memories. don’t feel bad about it.

► money, money, money

i think everyone has a hard time figuring out how to budget and save the first time round. (if not: you should write a book for all of us who did struggle!) i’m in a position where i can save a very large part of my money each month because i only pay my parents a little each month. keeping in mind, my goal was double of what i started with, i’m incredibly close. i’m using all my money to pay for my tuition fees for 2 years and part of my rent, so i’m doing a great job so far, even if i do say so myself.  it’s not so easy for others, and it’s so normal to struggle if you’re not used to working and earning a steady income each month. don’t be too hard on yourself about this: you’re young and clueless.

► in the end: it’s only one year

it’s really easy to get it into your head that this year is going to be hard and will feel like it lasts forever, but time honestly flies. when i first starting on the first of july time seemed to go so slowly. every day seemed to last an age, and i wondered what it would feel like to only have a few months left. i’m at that stage now, and every day seems to fly by. i was told it would take me six months to get used to working, but it only took me 3. by the time october came around i was so used to getting up at a certain time, finishing at 6pm, coming home, eating, practicing on the piano and going to bed. it doesn’t seem that exciting, but we’re all creatures of habit and routine. i feel like i’ve changed a lot as a person, but also like i haven’t at all. in some aspects i’m much wiser, but at the same time i still feel like a lost kid. a year really isn’t a long time at all. 

those were just some things i’ve learned so far. i still have a total of 9 weeks left until i’m packing up and flying to barcelona to start an incredibly exciting chapter of my life. who knows what will happen! i’ll be making a few more posts about gap years, so if you’re interested in taking one, just keep an eye out!

lots of love, lou.

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Orlais presents a veneer of opulence, but the aristocracy are committed to a system of social one-upmanship they call the game. Sprawling receptions delight friend and foe, while bards strike from shadow with insinuation, larceny, and assassination, often to the strange delight of their targets. Control of these auteur agents is yet another layer of the game.The Orlesian Game of Intrigue (click to enlarge)

You’re Perfect

Note: thank you so much for the request, darlin! it took me a while to write this because every time I’d finish it and read it, I didn’t like how it turned out. I’m sorry if it’s too short, but I hope you enjoy it! feedback is always welcome! I love reading comments! .c

Request:  I was thinking something along the lines that the reader and Seb had been dating for ages but she struggles with her self esteem, he goes to the gym to work out and it gets posted on his friend Instagram account of him working out with all the other women as well she see it and gets really down and tries to end things with him cause she doesn’t think she’s good enough and he comes home to her packing and tells her how much he loves her and how pretty she is and it’s really fluffy if that makes any sense - @melconnor2007


You woke up to your phone vibrating on the bedside table in your shared bedroom, the sun shining through your closed curtains. You groaned and turned on your other side, letting your eyes open as you grabbed your phone. It was a notification from Don Saladino, Sebastian’s gym trainer.

You turned onto your back and went to the live video, smiling as some people noticed you were watching. Greeting comments poured in, and so did the perverted ones. Though as your eyes left the comments and landed on a girl doing squats and Sebastian watching, your stomach sank.

Notice how she’s not bending forward too much, Seb.” Don said behind the camera. So, he’s only watching to get tips. You sighed and shrugged it off but you couldn’t ignore the comments that were now scrolling up the screen. Well, you could simply swipe the comment section away, but you were hooked.

Everyone was either commenting about your figure or how great you’d look if you toned up. Suddenly, it felt wrong to be lying in bed at 9am, no matter how late you were at work last night. You felt sluggish and lazy, uncomfortable in the little clothing you had on.

You’ve always had self esteem issues, but this tops it off. Tears formed in your eyes as you watched Sebastian continue watching the girl, and you quickly left the live video. You sat for a moment, thinking about how Sebastian would love it if he had a relationship where he could go to the gym together. Another sort of bonding tradition perhaps.

The longer you thought about it, the harsher the thoughts became. Getting out of bed, you made your way to your dresser to grab a change of clothes and went to the bathroom. You felt odd in your own skin, more so now than ever. Every flaw screamed at you as your feet carried you.

The brush of your thighs, your stomach against the soft material of Sebastian’s shirt, your arms holding your clothes against you.

You caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and turned to face it. You lifted the shirt up, revealing your tummy. Your hands pinched at the skin one time and you had to look away. Your lip trembled as you took the shirt off and stepped into the shower, hoping it’ll help.

Dating someone like Sebastian for so long, it wasn’t easy. When he was in the spotlight, so were you. He took you to events with him, he’d bring you to movie sets, and would introduce to his friends and coworkers. You loved that, you really did. It was nice to see the positive comments, but you still felt bad about yourself, and the negative comments that you’d see just made it worse.

You got out of the shower as quickly as you got in, and took your time getting ready. You dried your hair and slid on a new pair of clothes, all the while trying to keep your tears in. But you couldn’t. It was impossible at this point. It was silly, almost. 

Before too long, you were questioning if you should stay here. It was wrong to think like that, but you felt as though Sebastian would be happier with someone who shared everything with him.

A sob fell from your lips and you inhaled unsteadily; you were really doing this. You grabbed your phone and saw you had a few texts from Sebastian. He was on his way home and you knew you needed to leave before he arrived. He didn’t need someone like you dragging him down with their insecurities.

Grabbing your suitcase out of your walk-in closet, you cried as you packed your things. You stuffed your clothes in and fumbled with the zipper, finally zipping it up. Your thoughts were so loud, you couldn’t hear the door open and the footsteps climbing up the staircase.

Just as you picked your suitcase off the bed, you turned to see Sebastian walk into the door, his eyes on his phone. 

“Babe? I was thinking we could go out to-” His eyes lifted and his smile faded as he took in your appearance. Your eyes were watery, cheeks wet, and your shoulders were slumped. His heart sank at the sight of your suitcase in your hand. His breathing picked up and he tried to make sense of what was happening.

“Y/N.” He gulped, feeling a lump form in his throat. He rushed over to you and dropped his phone on the bed before grasping your face in his large hands. “What’s wrong? Wh-why are you holding your suitcase?” He asked with furrowed eyebrows, his blue eyes forming their own worried tears.

You could feel his fingertips tremble against your skin as you pulled out of his hold. “I need to go.” You managed to choke out, brushing past him. “No! Please, Y/N, tell me!” He desperately grabbed onto your wrist and pulled your suitcase out of your hand. 

You crossed your arms over your chest, sinking into yourself, avoiding his heartbroken stare. “Sebastian, I’m not…I don’t feel good enough for you. I’m sorry, I-I can’t look how you want me to.” You whispered, keeping your eyes on his shoes. He set the suitcase down and walked over to you, brushing your hair behind your ear.

Your eyes closed at the movement and you sighed. “It’s stupid, I just..” Sebastian lightly shushed you, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs. “Y/N, you have no idea how beautiful you are. I love everything about you, don’t you know that?” He questioned, a small tear falling from his eye.

He pulled you in for a hug as soon as he saw your face contort with emotions. He walked you over to the mirror standing up near the window and turned you around to face it. You felt his hands rest on your hips and you looked away, not wanting to look at yourself. 

“Y/N, please.” He urged quietly, letting his hands move underneath your shirt. You kept your arms at your sides while you watched the material lift upward, resting just underneath the band of your bra. Sebastian’s left hand rubbed against your skin and goosebumps rose instantly. 

“I love your tummy. One day, it’ll hold a precious child-our child.” A small smile formed on his lips as you looked up at his reflection. You felt your tummy flip from butterflies breaking out of their cage, fluttering their wings and floating around. 

You let him pull your shirt over your head and he grasped your wrists when you held your arms over your chest. “Don’t hide from me, beautiful.” His breath was warm against your ear and you nodded gently, allowing him to pull your arms away. 

Sebastian’s hands followed your figure against your sides, his hands coming up to your breasts, ghosting his fingertips along the plump flesh. “I don’t even need to say anything.” He smirked, pulling a small watery laugh from you, causing some of the heaviness in the air to disappear. 

His eyes met yours in the mirror as his hands traveled to the button of your jeans. He slowly pulled them down after unzipping them, and you looked at your thighs with disgust. Sebastian noticed but continued.

A nervous sigh fell from your lips, scared that he’d suddenly see the horrible flaws you’ve always seen, but it never came. He pressed loving kisses down your back, letting his tongue poke out every so often. His hands rubbed up and down your thighs, then all the way down to your ankles, helping you step out of your pants.

Your cheeks burned as you felt him press kisses all along your panty clothed ass, the stubble of his beard scratching you lightly. “Everything,” you felt his hand slip between your thighs, just barely ghosting against your private area-nearly pulling a gasp from you, “absolutely everything,” he rose to his feet slowly, dragging his hands upward as he went, “I mean, everything about you is absolutely beautiful.” His lips kissed along your shoulder.

The sun peeked in through the curtains, casting a gorgeous glow on your skin. It caught you by surprise as you saw yourself in an almost new light. “Look at how radiant you are, princess.” Sebastian mumbled, not even believing his eyes as he looked at his girl glowing like an angel right before him.

Your emotions got the better of you as you turned in his hold, resting your head on his chest. “I’m sorry.” You whispered, wrapping your arms around him. He let his eyes travel along your body from behind, blown away at just how amazing you were inside and out; he knew he found his soulmate.

“Y/N, don’t apologize. Just remember that you’re more than enough for me. Hell, I’m in love with you, baby doll.” He said, holding you even tighter. Your heart swelled in your chest and you pressed kisses against his shirt. “I love you so much.” Sebastian smiled and lifted your head up by your chin with his finger, his blue eyes staring into yours.

“And I love you.”

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dedicated to @miabicicletta & @nyah86. I admire you both so very much. This is my way of thanking you for the Sherlolly delights you always provide us with :D

Please, if you like it, take the time to like and/or comment on the Youtube Page of the video. You would make my day. This is what my little editor’s heart feeds on. Give it love. It gives love back :D 

But back to the matter at hand.

I’m a wreck. TFP killed me with feels. I AM NOW DEADED.

The video is simplistic. This is THE SCENE (subtly shortened) and interspersed with significant moments to explain how it would always come to this. I am not very clear, am I? Ugh. This is why I edit. It’s easier than writing.

Basically, I tried to illustrate that, yes, obviously, Molly always has been the outrageously overlooked pressure point that would ultimately turn Sherlock into an agonising mess. I kind of knew there would be something of that nature coming our way but, DAMN. I didn’t think the writers would be so in sync with my thoughts on the matter. Why am I even surprised? They wrote the whole thing after all. Come on, Mathilde.

The sound is decent but I would advise headphones and HD to maximise the experience. I hope you will enjoy it. 

Took me ages to finish it, but actually didn’t take any time at all. I knew where I wanted to go but Premiere turned out to be EXTREMELY uncooperative. Every time I would add something on the timeline or make a change, it would take one or two minutes to load so I could have a look. ===> #nightmare. This is the last time I’m using 1080p files. Good quality, yes. But GOD at what cost. If anyone has any advice on the matter, please, feel free to get in touch. I’m presumably not doing it right :D

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UPDATE: Thanks to @theleftpill, the problem is officially resolved. Thank you so very very much. You saved my sanity. 

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Hurray for Craig Armstrong. One of my favourite film score composers. I’ve used two of his creations. One from Moulin Rouge! and the other from The Great Gatsby. Both beautiful. Moulin Rouge! is my favourite film, as a matter of fact. An actual slap in the face when I was twelve. And I cry at the end. Every time. Not kidding.

Music:

Death Scene - Moulin Rouge!
Gatsby’s Death and Portico - The Great Gatsby

Oh, dear. The music from the two death scenes of each movie. I am a cheerful person aren’t I?

Disclaimers: I don’t own the songs or the clips used in this video. This is purely a work of fiction, no profit gained.