With a Single Swoop New Scene Images Arrive Foreboding Mortal Struggles and Giving a Taste of the Italian Atmosphere!

At the FMA Fan Event that took place on July 12th, the film’s important character visuals were revealed all at once. The next day, immediately after the release of the 3rd trailer online, on Yahoo!’s Real Time Top 20 Words Searched, [the trailer] came in at number 9, gathering a lot of attention (based on July 13th’s Yahoo! Real Time Searches). The shocked voices of FMA fans gathered on SNS and [discussed] the high level of accuracy of the character visuals as well! Here are the newly released scene images from [the film] that has gathered so much attention!

The Flame Alchemist, the one who protects the protagonist Ed and his younger brother Al’s bond, Colonel Mustang (Dean Fujioka) [appears here] in the scene where he obtains the Philosopher’s Stone that Father Cornello had. Al and Winry (Tsubasa Honda) appear in a classic FMA scene - playing a friendly game of cards inside a train while in the middle of their journey. [In these two images] the director was particular about making sure the audience could feel the wind of the filming location, Italy.

In the film, in order to recreate the world of the original manga, which is modeled after mid-16th century Europe, it was decided that filming would take place in Italy. Filming took place in the outskirts of Pienza known as the film location of the movie Gladiator (2000, America) and also Volterra known for the Twilight movies (2008, America). Filming also took place in the World Heritage Sites of Siena and Florence, and, with the help of Italy’s National Railway, we were able to reserve and run a precious 100 year-old locomotive that became a very large scale project. VFX Production for [this film] has taken a whole year and in regards to VFX, while still in production, it already is the film with the greatest number of overall cuts in the history of Japanese film.

Also, an image from the scene where Lieutenant Hawkeye (Renbutsu Misako), who carries the title of “Hawk’s Eye” because of her unparalled accuracy and skill as a sniper, along with her comrades prepare their weapons. In another scene, Envy (Kanata Hongo), one of the Homunculi - artificially created humans, each with one of the seven sins bound to their bodies - appears to stand alone in the darkness in an ominous state. From all of these [images], we’re able to feel the heroic mortal struggle that awaits in the grand journey of the brothers Ed and Al.

The director manning this film project is the same one who worked under Director James Cameron on the CG of Titanic (1997) and also opened a new door in Japanese film with Ping Pong (2002), Fumihiko Sori. The Fullmetal World, created freely using the latest in VFX technology, is opening! Just what will be the brothers’ destiny!?

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Fanfic Writer Appreciation

Hi, all! I know I’m late, but blame that on a long day of travel lol anyways, why stop at just one day? Appreciation for fic writers all the time!  

Ah, I have so much to say. At the bottom I have some call-outs but first, mentions of my favorite writers. All of you are tremendously talented, incredibly gifted and just all-around wonderful for sharing your gifts with the world. Thank you to all!

@jiminniemouse , @jungblue , @hayjeon , @tendershepherd , @high-on-food , @rude–jude , @jeonjagiya , @1honeypot , @imsarabum@inktae , @gukvory  @suho-mochi , @passionate-noona , @noonatrash , @3kpop2jagi1 , @jingogi , @causekpop , @parkjinyoungology , @jinmeowie , @your-miss-right , @versigny , @m-yien , @ivegot7scenarios , @aichan11 , @fireheart-namjoon , @94hixtape , @stayfordrama , @yoonseoksofty , @ricepot-jisung , @angustdissin , @dailydoseofdia , @kimimimirumiwritings , @kittae , @chanyeolspout , @rudeboywonho , @baebae-goodnight , @kimnamwho , @def-initely-soul , @jeons-jalebi , @gwaenchanhajagiya , @roseok , @igot7bangtanbaes , @trbld-writer , @pastel–woozi , @vixxpirational , @onlylovekpop , @praisekinkchenanon 

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title: uncle, uncle, uncle
rating: K
pairings/characters: sarada, shisui
summary: sarada and shisui have an unparalled uncle/neice relationship
author’s note: none of you can convince me that this isn’t exactly how sarada and shisui would have been (that is of course, when they’re not teaming up to piss off sasuke)

Sarada takes a deep breath, and for the umpteenth time today, prepares herself to successfully complete the jutsu at hand. The water below her is steaming (so is she) as she weaves the appropriate hand signs and focuses her chakra through the movements. Her eyes snap open, sharingan whirling to a point where she’s almost seeing red.

“Water Style: Water Dragon Jutsu!”

The same thing that happened the last twenty-three times happens again—despite her immaculate chakra control and intense focus, she yields what looks like two wimpy water snakes instead of two fearful water dragons, that mockingly dance around her head for a maximum of twelve seconds before dismembering out of her control into a shower of rain drops, soaking her yet again.

“Dammit,” she hisses, shaking her head, thinking she must look like a wet dog at this point. “Maybe I’m using up too much chakra using my sharingan,” she considers aloud, and gets ready to focus herself again, before another thought dawns on her. “But if I can’t do this with my sharingan what’s the point?”

She drops her arms, cursing her Papa’s genes. She thought about how much easier combining elemental chakra natures and jutsu would be if she were of a water or earth nature by birth. Water and earth are neutral and adaptable; if harnessed correctly, possess healing qualities, as they’re not destructive by nature. But of course, in the tradition of the Uchiha, Sarada had, for better for worse, chakra of a fire nature; which meant that water jutsu was extremely difficult—creating a jutsu that required both fire and water natures seemed near impossible. But, again, in the tradition of the Uchiha, she’d rather slit her own throat than put her pride at risk by giving up before she’d tried every single trick in the book. Twice. 

“You are aware that water jutsu kind of goes against all the chakra you have inside of you, right?” A sarcastic voice questions, startling her. She whirls around, sharingan ablaze, ready to trap whoever was spying on her in a genjutsu they’d never forget.

Instead of finding an enemy, she comes face to face with an all-too-familiar face.

“Mama says it’s not nice to spy on people, Uncle Shisui,” she sighs.

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Pink and Blue Part 2/3

The sound of the door bell ringing within the household,the neighbours’ dog barked in accordance as if I’d awoken him from slumber.The air filled with the smell of freshly cut grass,it wafted up my red runny nose stimulating a sense of familiarity.The morning sun lazily arose,stretching out on the lilac and pale pink sky,and sighed a gentle breeze which nipped my near bare thighs.

I rang the door bell again and knocked hastily my knuckles coming down like jackhammers against the wood.Come on mum.I bit my tongue trying to wrap my arms around my tummy, to keep warm and comfortable as possible,shifting my weight from leg to leg.The moving van honked it’s horn,causing me to nearly jump out of my skin.

The driver had gone in nonsensical circles all night because I hadn’t made up my mind about where I would be staying temporarily.The man was beyond tired and frustrated but still obliged to assist,bless him.

“I’m coming God damnit!“my mum shouted, sleep straining her voice.I could only imagine how she’d feel.Pissed beyond words or too ashamed to look at me.Her second daughter, only one of the two children she’d brought into the world ,pregnant and kicked out by her boyfriend.

Ex boyfriend my mind hissed like a snake.

Tears spilled down my cheeks as I hugged my  tummy in comfort,my head tipped towards the front of my yellow pineapple sweatshirt.

The front door screeched an excited squeal of welcome as it opened."Y/n ,sweetie?"mom asked.Her voice like honey.Her hair was messy and greys dwelled near her temples but her face held the same youth.Same caring eyes same freckles.

"M-mum,"I whimpered.It was almost as quick as a light switch turning on that her forehead creased and she embraced me,compacting me in her arms.Her nightie smelled like fabric softener and love something I hadn’t known I’d missed until I was here again.

"Oh my baby ,what’s happened?”

I shook your head,lying it weakly on her shoulder.She gasped seeing the moving van behind me and I hid my face in shame.

We both assisted the delivery man in bring in the boxes,tipping him generously despite the small number of boxes relocated.After almost a decade spent with Niall I only had 6 small boxes of my own things.Niall bought me gifts out of love an adoration.Those I’d left behind at the house because it didn’t feel right to take them.I didn’t bother packing away anything knowing this must be an over night arrangement.No way Niall wouldn’t let me come home.

I fell asleep in my bedroom surrounded by all the nostalgic extracts of my youth.My One Direction Posters from back in the day.My pictures of my old friends from highschool back in Ireland.My mum moved here when I did and I only came after I graduated to support Niall’s band life.We stayed in my mum’s house before his career took off and before I got a job teaching English literature at a school here.

I woke up late in the afternoon and ate  lunch with mum in the kitchen.“So where’s headass?”

“Mum uh Niall he-he just,”

“He just what?I’m not mad at you sweet pea but I want to know why my baby turns up crying on my doorstep like this is some fricking Harry Potter movie.”

“I’m pregnant.”

The was a moment of silence where mum just stared.Her eyes held a thousand mile stare not at me but off into the distance.

“So thas it?"she mumbled her voice far off."Kicked ya out when you’re pregnant with his fooking baby.Better make his arse pay child support,y/n."she grumbled.

"I’m not doing that ma.He’s scared and nervous.He’ll warm up to the idea of the baby…If I know Niall he’ll cool down and everything will be fine.”

“I’m just saying don’t depend on ‘im to come around and base your life around him anymore.You’ve got more than yerself to t'ink about.”

“He gave me some money just a few-”

“I know how much it is I saw it in your coat pocket.I t'ink you should keep it and use it for the baby t'ings-”

“No ma it’s not right..I’m gonna make a deposit in his account of it tomorrow."I stayed true to my word.When the bank opened I made a deposit into our joint account.

The days blurred into a month and still no phone call on his half.I had to go to your first apppointment without him.My mum came and my sister Madeline and of course my best friend Louis but no Niall.I was bummed out initially but that changed.I’d never been more excited to crowd around a tiny screen to watch something in black and white.

I’d fallen in love instantly with a little being no bigger than a pea pod,my heart swelling to joy.Mum cried a bit out of sheer pride and Louis and Madeline cheered dancing around the room like two absolute idiots.I texted Niall and called Maura and Bobby ,Niall’s parents.They’d been overjoyed to hear about the newest grandbaby.I couldn’t help but wonder if Niall was happy too.

After work,I often sat out on your mum’s back porch.The cool afternoon breezes lulling me and momentarily easing my mind.My swollen ankles propped up in front of me next to mum on a pillow."Talk to the baby,honey,”


“Talk to them it lessens the pain.”

That was your new routine,telling them about my day.How I felt.Telling them stories about Niall and I.It was healthy to let it out and cry.It was a way to cope with moving on.I had to move on and take care of myself but I couldn’t let all those years of being with Niall fall to waste.I had to be selfish though.I couldn’t waste my time waiting for him.

Mum cleared out the guest bedroom for the baby and helped me plan out my expenditures.

Months passed and still not a call from Niall.Your english literature students seemed more excited than Niall.They raised class funds and threw me a little baby shower complete with cake and ice cream and some teaching staff I was close too as well.They themed it purple because the gender of the baby was classified until the birth that didn’t stop them from giving me name suggestions.Melody if it’s a girl and Connor or David if it’s a boy.

I felt heartened that I was surrounded by so many people who cared about me.It brought tears to my eyes to see all their efforts and I appreciated it deeply.

Some days after I bought the baby things.I’d stuck to the healthy eating schedules sadly attending the first parenting class alone.The rest however Louis came to big grin, soft hair and ready to help because Niall didn’t.My  paycheck covered the expenses with a bit left over to help mum with bills.Madeline was back home temporarily because she worked for herself so her being the boss took a vacation I ,however,worked up until my due date.

It was around 9am on a Tuesday.Louis on one side and mum on the other.Both holding my hands cheering me on.Madeline was too but she was outside yelling at Niall’s voicemail for not being here.

That day was a life changing.Not “my vagina wont be the same” but the birthing experience although the worst pain ever.No understatement.Completely unparalled by any period cramp no matter the caliber.It felt like a light.You could feel a heart string being tugged.Like the baby was taking a piece of your heart.They owned it.You were content and exhausted all at the same time.

They had his nose and freckles but the eyes were yours.I was greteful for one less reminder.

The first night home was nerve wracking.I couldn’t sleep properly without being near the baby.Mads and Louis and mum helped out but they had their own lives too and they went out to bars and on dates and for the majority you were at home.In the quiet spaces when the baby was sleep my mind yearned for Niall.

At night I’d rock them to sleep and sing his songs.Like a lullaby.A lyrical connection to Niall.His words felt hypocritical now.Ballads of true love, seemingly unbreakable bonds but in reality he severed his own ties of love.I sent him pictures of the little one trying to keep him updated but he didn’t reply.He never did.

Mum convinced me to do a baby shower.Simple decorations-some balloons,a banner saying “Welcome Little One” and a few centerpieces on the backyard tables.Niall parents flew in along with Theo ,Greg and Denise and you messaged Niall.He read it but didn’t reply.I called and he answered.

That was the first time in months since I heard his voice and it felt so good.He said he might be there but he had something important to do so he might not come.I didn’t know what to expect.He left me anxious.

Niall’s family were all equally excited to see the new baby,immediately showering them with love and cuddles.Niall’s dad barely managed eye contact with me the whole afternoon until he offered to help me wash some dishes.

“Got his hair,"Bobby commented.

"Nose too,"you fonded.

"The food was great, y/n,Maura wanted the recipe,”

“Aww I’ll make sure and give it to her before she leaves,”

“A-are you keeping the Horan name for the baby y/n?"He asked his blue eyes finally meeting yours.

"Uh I’m not too sure..should I?"his head tipped low to his chest.

The next time he looked disappointed."Niall he uh-I-I’m so sorry y/n for Niall’s behavior.I I never raised him to be this way,y/n You have-you you have to understand that I put my boys here never to break hearts-”

“It’s okay I understand,"you said your dainty hands holding his larger ones.

"I..I..I’m sorry you shouldn’t have to go through this you shouldn’t have to understand.. he’s not coming either.I wish I told you sooner but-”

“It’s fine."I snapped.That struck a nerve.That got me angry.Niall had no right.No right To abandon his child.To make his own father have to come over here and to speak on behalf of him.Hiding behind his daddy like a coward while I had to brave all this on my own.

"Madeline,"I called.

"Y/n what is it?What’s wrong?"she said abandoning her conversation with Denise.

"I’m going out."I said getting my car keys.

"Where the bloody hell are you going?”

“To get Niall.”

anonymous asked:

Being somewhat new to the fandom, what is Ultimate Tom exactly? What constitutes it?

Hello, Little Gray Face!

Welcome to the mad house!  Enjoy your stay here.  Ignore the unpleasant people, follow blogs that make you smile, and don’t let anyone take your joy.

So, what is Ultimate Tom exactly?


This is Ultimate Tom:

He is a particular vintage of the Stupid Angel Face (SAF) from the latter part of 2011 and the very beginning of 2012.  The ginger curls and delicious whiskers are from his perfomrance as Henry V in The Hollow Crown.  Most of the photos of Ultimate Tom are from press/premieres of War Horse in December 2011 and January 2012.  He had the longer hair and whiskers in Fall 2011 for a few The Deep BlueSea appearances, but the hair was a bit darker still.  

I refer to him as Ultimate Tom because, in my opinion, he seemed to be extremely happy and fulfilled on both a personal and professional level.  

He had experienced the excitement surrounding the premiere of the first Thor film in the spring, the TIFF/San Sebastian/BFI circuit for The Deep Blue Sea in September and October, and he was thrilled to be doing Shakespeare as Henry V.  I think there is something different about him in interviews from this period.  He not only is infuriatingly handsome (because the curls and whiskers, I mean really…), he has an aura of calmness about him, a steadiness that I don’t quite see at any other time; but yet there is a wonderful spark in his eyes and a tantalizing simmering sense of almost latent strength that makes my heart go pitter-patter.  For example, THIS television appearance is devastating.  He looks like he could pollinate the whole of Europe.  

So, for me, it is not simply that his appearance is exceptionally appealing, it is his whole demeanor that I find appealing in an as yet unparalled manner. :)

Thank you for asking!  I hope I have explained to your satisfaction. :)

Genre: short story in sequel Audience: everyone Word count: 591 Category: Fiction Bitsy and Gem

You look into the future with a blank page of present and you arrive at your destination with no experience of your path and it makes no sense at all. Then you remember how your legs were tied up at some point so you couldn’t walk then the possibilty of living in the moment was the lesson but the blindfold was too dark and you left parts of you behind. Then you walk back down that path to find your missing pieces. To find your sole reason to be whole. Oh Bitsy where did you leave Gem?

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(Day 29)

Kekkai Sensen is another miracle type anime that I’m really not sure that it’ll get another season. That doesn’t detract from my strong recommendation though! Far from it, it actually just makes me want to show it off even stronger than ever! If you were following me for a while I also have a previous post on lots of why Kekkai is great. THIS one going into a large contingent of the various reasons, it’s only very very mildly a spoiler so feel free to check it out. 

To boil down that post Kekkai Sensen has a wonderful very alive setting of New York City which feels more New York than many other pieces of media, despite the fact that it’s overrun by monstrous outer dimensional beings. 

Kekkai is set in Hellsalem’s Lot, the renamed, re imagined New York after that previously mentioned overrunning of ‘demons’ or essentially otherworld immigrants. Very true to life NY doesn’t let something as simple as that keep them down even though their precious city is now taken over by these beings. Encased in a bubble the New Yorkers and these demons are forced to live and work together, and like any other group of people you get all different kinds. Everything doesn’t go swimmingly all the time though, despite being people these demons also work on a lot of different rules and biological inconsistencies, or they actually are just bad guys, and because of this there’s always some kind of catastrophic event happening in the city. 

Enter our protagonist Leonardo Watch who obtains a great power that he doesn’t want at the expense of his only family through a great accident. He travels to Hellsalem’s because of the rumor that only the odd occupants of the city could help him with this power. Immediately like any other naive country boy the city swallows him up and he gets caught up in an underground shadow organization entirely through many goofs.

In that post I linked above I also go into the director of the series Rie Matsumoto whom I love to death and Kekkai is her anime through and through. The crazy story is made even better by her crazy visuals and style, she works in total symbiosis with the plot. She storyboarded large chunks of it and also is credited for the excellent sound design. Another thing I mention at length is the unparalled OST made by the newcomer Taisei Iwasaki. Kekkai is his first anime credit and let me tell you if he goes on to continue the trend he sets up with Kekkai he will be one of the best anime music producers ever. Whom I failed to mention in that previous post was Nightow Yasuhrio. His other big anime was the famed TRIGUN that captured the feel of the old west and wonderful protagonists. Also of note are the wonderful wonderful OP and ED by Bump of Chicken and Union Square Garden. Both visually great and total ear worms they really show off why this anime is special, I have a special love for the ED which I can’t hold myself back from just posting here. 

Kekkai Sensen much like TRIGUN has an extended cast of truly awesome characters, a totally slick setting, and a neat plot. I hope to hell and back it gets another anime treatment. In the meantime please check it out! 

Assumptions || Jotakak JJBA Fanfic

Title: Assumptions 
Pairing: Jotaro Kujo/Noriaki Kakyoin
Rating: T+ for non-explicit sexual themes 
Themes: Fluff, some Hurt/Comfort, LGBT characters, First Time
Trigger Warnings: Intimacy, Sexual Themes, Mentions of Violence, Stealth Transgender Character, Unplanned/Accidental Outing, Dysphoria mention

In retrospect, it was probably a poor idea for Noriaki to assume that Jotaro’s perception meant he didn’t have the same propensity for overblown cluelessness that his grandfather did. It seemed to be a family trait; Joestars appeared to be unparalled in their observation skills, but the obvious would pass right under their noses, sometimes literally.

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The Last Casualty p. 1

There is nothing happy about this story, I don’t know how much more clearly to put that. People die, people are alcoholics, this is the opposite of fluff. Parts 2 and 3 will come later in the week/maybe the end of the month.

It had been a little over two years, but the dreams never stopped. Some things never leave you, no matter how long it’s been. They simply become a part of you, running under your skin like the the paths of termites under the bark of a tree. Yaten. Taiki. They had been her closest companions, and she had watched them die. And still watched them die, night after night, a horrible tape running in her brain over and over. And those girls. Usagi’s girls. So many of them, too, were gone now.

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Okay but u know what I need in season three I just. A hug. I need Jake and Amy to hug it out, like a big, wrap my arms around you press my face to your shoulder stand there breathing together for three minutes hug because it’s been a long time coming and they’ve been through so much but there was all this other crap that made a hug complicated except now maybe that crap isn’t fully there anymore and, just, they’re best friends above all else and they really, really need to just. Hug.

buttercuparry  asked:

Okay this is not an ask but I saw this post at maisiestyle where Arya is linked to swans with really reasonable points & I could n't contain my excitement. Arya is the the ugly duckling. The following line from the post got my attention: ' Arya is a swan (stark) among all the other ducks (tullys). In the story the ugly duckling when he realises he is a swan all the other birds bowed down to him' Holy shit! Once Arya accepts herself, she is going to be an unparalled leader & in this case a quee

I think it’s a very reasonable symbolism, but it’s only evident in the books. I don’t personally recall it being said in the show, but when Ned finds out about Needle and have that adorable moment with Arya, he says that she reminds him of Lyanna, both in temper and looks.

In the books, until this moment, we have already been told several times that Arya is ugly and obviously untalented when it concerns feminine arts to westerosi standards. She is her mother’s nightmare and Cat even say so. 

“And Arya, well…Ned’s visitors would oft mistake her for a stableboy if they rode into the yard unannounced. Arya was a trial, it must be said. Half a boy, half a wolf pup. Forbid her anything and it became her heart’s desire. She had Ned’s long face, and brown hair that always looked as though a bird had been nesting in it. I despaired of ever making a lady of her. She collected scabs as other girls collected dolls, and would say anything that came into her head.”

  Arya is aware that she is seeing as a failure and the presence of someone like Sansa, who is widely admired by her beauty and courtesy, doesn’t help her a single bit.

When Ned compares Arya with Lyanna, one thing we know for sure. Lyanna was the beauty that cause a war. At one side we have Robert Baratheon, the handsome young Lord of Storm End; on the other Rhaegar Targaryen, the dashing crown prince that has been romanticized by nearly everyone who knew him. Lyanna was a westerosi version of Helen of Troy and until that moment the only thing Arya knew about her aunt was that “Lyanna was beautiful”. Ned says that Arya not only act in a way that Lyanna would have acted, but also insists that aunt and niece actually look alike. This is a great foreshadowing. Arya may not be a beautiful child, but that doesn’t mean she won’t become one. In fact she might (and I particularly think she will) grow into a beauty in a the near future.

The connection with the Ugly Duckling is almost immediate and so is the swan symbolism. Swans are a symbol of grace and elegance, but they are also a symbol of transition, transformation, the end of one’s life, rising glory, loyalty, union and love. In which concerns the “love” part, I’m particularly fond of it because the first time Arya’s name is mentioned is when she receives her wolf pup and is clearly fascinated with the gift. This particularly line says “Arya is already in love […]”.

As death and killing become a strong theme in her arc, most people find it easier to reduce Arya to a psychopath, or a cold heart murder. This is highly unfair with her, especially because we are remembered again and again that Arya has a talent to make friends with everyone, especially those she should consider inferior to her social rank. All her brothers remember her with fondness. She have always been an affectionate and loving child that loved to talk with knights, play with the visitors’ kids and would invent names for the unborn children of the ladies who visited Winterfell. This is not something you usually say about vicious and cold heart murders in a novel.

There’s one more thing to be said about swans. They are intimately connected with British Monarchy. Every swan in the land was considered king/queen’s property and in medieval times it was symbol of absolute power.

This is a lovely concept indeed. I hope we are right to presume she will become queen. I would love to see all the animals bowing to her, really. XD 

Transformers Legacy: A Celebration of Transformers Package Art

by Jim Sorenson and Bill Forster

Remember the thrill of tearing open a gift on Christmas morning, discovering a brand-new Transformer in a shiny new box? While the toys were amazing in their own right, what made the packages stand head-and-shoulders above the myriad competing action figures on shelves was the stunning box art. Transformers: Legacy collects hundreds of beautifully airbrushed paintings from the iconic first decade of The Transformers. Hasbro, Takara, and private collectors opened their archives, yielding an unparalled level of quality. Essays and interviews from the original illustrators give unprecedented insight into the process behind the art. This book is chock-full of extras, including never-before-seen artwork from toys that never were, original design sketches, catalog artwork, and more. 

Hardcover: 300 pages 
Publisher: IDW Publishing (May 6, 2014) 
Language: English 
ISBN-10: 1613779437 
ISBN-13: 978-1613779439

Visions of Sunrise by Sathish J
Via Flickr:
I had envisioned sunrise over the Rockies in the US to be a dreamy affair: of snow-capped peaks highlighted by in orange by the rising sun, a lake nearby reflecting the entire vista with unparalled symmetry, of clouds highlighting the dim sky with palettes of orange and red. However, when I started out that morning a couple of years ago, I know that only one of those three would come true - that the clouds would take on a majority of hues from the warmer colors of the spectrum. The other two aspects, the snow-capped peaks being lit up and reflected on a still lake, would not come true. Hence, I headed out to a previously scouted spot along the Bear Lake Road in the Rocky Mountain National Park where I searched around for still water on a marshy overflowing meadow. That part was easy. However, getting a suitable foreground was a lot trickier and time was running out. Here is what I ended up with that sunrise a couple of years ago. 

Rocky Mountain National Park CO USA

slowlydeepesttiger  asked:

Awsome Laura! This Q is about surprises. When I decided to watch Arrow, I accepted the fictional premise (arrows versus bullets) and expected to be entertained. I was so surprised by the awsomeness of it all - especially the unparalled "cross over" fight between O and S in 2x23! And then, suddenly, there is this surprising, sweet, intimate and sensual LOVE-story that equals some of my favourites! In a comic book show! Of. All. Things! Were you surprised by this? English is my second language...

Your English is great!

I haven’t been watching Arrow in real time. When it was decided last summer that I would be covering Arrow for the 2014 - 2015 TV season, I did a massive marathon of the first two seasons. I really didn’t know too much about it, but I wasn’t expecting much from a CW series that seemed to center most of its promo images on the lead actor shirtless. 

Well, I was expecting some epic shirtlessness. The show certainly delivered on that front. 

I was shocked at how quickly I became invested in Arrow. I knew then and I know now that Arrow isn’t the most technically flawless series ever produced, but the characters grabbed me early on and have refused to let me go since. The stunt sequences blew my mind, and the performances were always at least adequate enough to keep me engaged. 

I was not enjoying the love story between Oliver and Laurel for many reasons, but I was resigned to probably not enjoying the romance of the series. I’ve always had a hard time rooting for playboy characters just because they skeeve me out, and I didn’t particularly like the fast and loose Oliver of his early romances.

I was absolutely delighted when a young woman emerged from nowhere and brought a whole different side out of him. She may not have been written as a love interest, but many of Oliver’s early scenes with Felicity were shot with a surprising intimacy that set her apart in a sort of gray area that was neither overtly romantic nor totally platonic. 

Oliver Queen around Laurel and Helena and McKenna was James Bond. He was charming and grand and looked damn good in a tuxedo to the extent that it was hard to blame the ladies for falling for him…but they didn’t fit as permanent fixtures in the life that he chose for himself. He’s fundamentally transient. James Bond works for decades of standalone feature films, but he doesn’t work for a serial television show.  

Oliver Queen around Felicity is Han Solo. He’s roguish and has a rough past and isn’t particularly great at coming up with cover stories, but he has a good heart and a loyal streak twelve parsecs wide. He has friends and a purpose and eyes for only one girl. Han Solo is fun to watch and certainly fun to look at, but he’s also a nuanced character with a journey. Han Solo can work on television. 

Sidebar: Excuse me if I ever go on any Han Solo tangents. I may have a slight thing for young Harrison Ford. Don’t even get me started on Raiders of the Lost Ark. 

Sidebar, part deux: Feel free to get me started on Raiders of the Lost Ark.

Sidebar, part three: “Han” should not be pronounced as rhyming with “can.” I feel very strongly about this. 

Anyway, to get back to the question: I was indeed surprised by the love story that has unfolded on Arrow. I thought that I was in for season after season of largely unchanging James Bond. Instead, I got Han Solo.