well thats a different way to look at things

` ° * ✧ ° RANDOM SENTENCE STARTERS PT 2.

❛ I wish that I could tell you. ❜
❛ You should have stayed. ❜
❛ Please don’t come looking for me. ❜
❛ Just get out of here. ❜
❛ I don’t know, I just don’t know. ❜
❛ Why did you come? ❜
❛ Do you think this is a game? ❜
❛ Can’t break something that was already broke. ❜
❛ Don’t fix something that isn’t broke. ❜
❛ Why can’t you just butt out?
❛ I don’t need your help. ❜
❛ I’m not here for you. ❜
❛ You’re never here for me when I need you. ❜
❛ Is that smell you? ❜
❛ Can you please just stop already. ❜
❛ I’m leaving you. ❜
❛ I just didn’t want you to come around. ❜
❛ Are you sure you’re okay alone? ❜
❛ No, no, no, no —- I just checked it last night. ❜
❛ Don’t worry, you’ll learn how to do it someday. ❜
❛ I think we are going to like each other a lot. ❜
❛ I just wanted to come and let you know. ❜
❛ So, what are you going to do, now that you know? ❜
❛ You have got to be fucking kidding me right now. ❜
❛ Do me a favor and shut up already. ❜
❛ Scratch the serial number off of it. ❜
❛ I’m not wearing a mask. ❜
❛ You act like it’s all my fault sometimes. ❜
❛ I’m here for your pity party. ❜
❛ You are in a lot of trouble, you know that right? ❜
❛ You aren’t allowed in here. ❜
❛ Who invited you? ❜
❛ You aren’t wanted around here anymore. Sorry. ❜
❛ I can’t keep covering for you. What’s going on? ❜
❛ Just tell me what’s wrong! Talk to me! ❜
❛ There’s so many things I would’ve done differently. ❜
❛ Stop crying about it and do something about it. ❜
❛ Stop looking for the things worth dying over and find the things worth living for. ❜
❛ So, prove them wrong. Thats the best way to do it. ❜
❛ Don’t need anyone who doesn’t need me. ❜
❛ Yeah, well, we all have our sob story so just save it. ❜
❛ Don’t cry over me or for me, I’m not worth it. ❜
❛ It isn’t cheating if you aren’t actually dating. ❜
❛ You know what? That’s a good idea. ❜
❛ You need to find someome better already. ❜
❛ I’m not listening to your bullshit right now. ❜
❛ Is that a freaking condom? ❜
❛ It smells like sour milk in here for crying out loud. ❜
❛ Am I really standing here witnessing this right now? ❜
❛ I’m not a bad influence if it’s always your ideas. ❜
❛ I never forced you to do anything. ❜
❛ Are you really walking out on me? ❜
❛ Come near me again and I’ll blow your head off. ❜
❛ Treat me like the princess that I am. ❜
❛ Just remember a lot of guys want what I’m letting you do right now. ❜
❛ How can you possibly be in love with two people at the same time? ❜
❛ Let’s just get out of here. ❜
❛ Shhh, I’m going to key his/her car. ❜
❛ There’s no one even here. ❜
❛ I’m just saying, it sounds like a bad idea. ❜
❛ Is that blood on your shirt? ❜
❛ Oh my God, are you bleeding?! ❜
❛ Jesus, don’t you ever get tired of doing that. ❜
❛ You know they throw people in Asylum’s for doing that. ❜
❛ You’re just looking for trouble, like always. ❜
❛ Enough is never enough for you. ❜
❛ I could never get tired of this. ❜
❛ You’re so jumpy lately. ❜
❛ I mean I feel bad but whatever. ❜
❛ I have a reputation to maintain unlike you. ❜
❛ Why are you staring at me? ❜
❛ Stop feeding into his/her bullshit! Wake up! ❜
❛ Are you on drugs or something? ❜
❛ You have lost your fucking mind, once and for all. ❜
❛ Yes, you summoned me. ❜
❛ I’m not here to help you. I’m here to watch you struggle. ❜
❛ Hey, cut it out already! I can hear the stupid TV. ❜
❛ Are you seriously asking me this right now? ❜
❛ Have you ever tried to count the stars? ❜
❛ I should kill you right now! ❜
❛ Don’t you dare walk away from me! ❜
❛ I know where you live! Don’t forget! ❜
❛ I just wanted to have a good time but no, you couldn’t let me, could you? ❜
❛ This friendship has officially sunk, hope you’re happy. ❜
❛ Are you satisfied now? You should be. This is what you wanted. ❜
❛ I don’t get everything that I want unlike you. ❜
❛ Must be nice to be that miserable all the time. ❜
❛ Happiness is the most temporary thing in life. ❜
❛ Everything happens for a reason, right? ❜
❛ You can call me at any hour. Always. ❜
❛ There’s nothing that I can’t do. ❜
❛ You’re like a forty year old, like an old soul or something. ❜
❛ Say it or I’ll cut your finger off. ❜
❛ I will stab you right in the eye if you look at me one more time. ❜
❛ Go ahead and look but don’t touch, unless you want a broken limb. ❜
❛ I’m actually a serial killer. I’m not joking. ❜
❛ You have such a morbid sense of humor. ❜
❛ This is our time, come on, let’s have our time. ❜
❛ Hey, want a hand with that? ❜
❛ I almost forgot what that felt like. ❜
❛ I just want to feel something. I don’t know what though. ❜
❛ I need your help with something. ❜
❛ I’m pissed off right now. ❜
❛ Don’t go breaking my heart. ❜
❛ Why do you build me and watch me fall? Is that fun for you? ❜
❛ Well, I’m used to it by now, so take your best shot. ❜
❛ I hate crying. It makes me mad. ❜
❛ I really don’t want to be seen with you right now. ❜
❛ Please, just don’t forget. Whatever you do. Don’t forget. ❜
❛ You can’t catch me though. ❜
❛ I know I said fucked up things and I’m sorry. ❜
❛ Look, I’m an asshole. I don’t mean be to be. ❜
❛ I’ll try not to be an asshole anymore. ❜
❛ Any pocket knives or anything? ❜
❛ Where’d you go? ❜
❛ I’m going to turn myself in. ❜
❛ Did you finish your cigarette yet? ❜
❛ You can turn around and face the other way. ❜
❛ It wasn’t worth it, was it? ❜
❛ I have no idea what you said. ❜
❛ Right now, you’re acting very weird. ❜
❛ I don’t even know what that statement means. ❜

anonymous asked:

I wonder if Dark's neck is broken and his magic keeps it from getting worse. Maybe thats why Dark does the neck thing. Damien said did say that our body (now Dark's) is broken and we did fall from the stairs while looking up . . Now I'm just imagining Dr. Iplier doing a check up on Dark only to find his neck broken and maybe a few other things as well.

((Now, I have a few of my own wonderances for this that are different, but then you went and mentioned my doctor boy and damn it I like the way you think, mysterious configuration of being. Did you intend for this to become a thing? Because it is now. And sorry this took so long. It wasn’t quite turning out the way I wanted it to - in fact, I think it’s a god awful mess - but I hope you enjoy anyway!))

Warnings: Minor Graphic Detail, Mild Blood


It had started when Dark felt something move up into his lungs. It had been subtle, ignorable, and there had been no pain, not that something like him could feel any such physicalities anymore, so he had let it go in favor of getting on with his day. There had been much to do, idiots to manage, and the awareness had completely faded into the ether when there had been yet another kitchen fire that he personally had to see to.

And there the notion remained, until a cough brought it right back.

It was nothing; just something thoughtless, knee-jerk, and while he didn’t cough often if ever, it was still very ignorable. It twinged, like an itch from the inside, but a single, quiet cough was more than enough to alleviate the feeling once more. He didn’t have time for it. If King left one more peanut butter covered pinecone in the ceiling again, he was going to kick the pseudo monarch out for good. And Artiplier too for teaching that to him.    

But it as the day wore on, so too did the coughing become more common. He kept it subtle, having to mindfully push the feeling down now, because goddamn it Wilford had let Silver leap off another building again while he filmed it and, while the injuries this time were trivial, he was going to break something again, if he didn’t just outright kill himself next time and - are you even listening Wilford?

The pastel being had been giving him a strange look the entire time during his tirade and, at first he had chalked it up to the flippant man not listening as per usual, but it was only now in the irritated silence that he could hear exactly what was wrong.

Dark had been coughing the entire time.  

Suddenly, the itch was back with a vengeance, and he wasn’t sure when he had turned away with his mouth in his hands, racking coughs shaking his entire form, but there he was, hunched over with his back to Wilford as he desperately tried to get it under control. He felt a steadying hand on his back, heard his name called a few times in obvious concern, but his ears were filled with a high pitched ring that grew and cancelled all other noise until, with pop he felt more than heard, something within him finally gave. He choked suddenly, nearly gagging, as he felt something solid move up his throat to land sharply his tongue. It tasted sweet and smokey.

And metallic.

It took a short time and after a few seconds of aftershocks, his form stilled as the urge finally faded away. As the ringing died down, he could finally hear Wilford ask about his health again with a level of concern he hadn’t heard in ages from him, but, for the time being Dark could only ignore it, taking a handkerchief from his trouser pocket and spitting into it. He only saw for a moment before he pinched the cloth closed, hiding the object and everything that came with it from Wilford. But it had been more than enough for he himself to notice one very concerning detail.  

Everything had been red.

He straightened up, quickly pressing the kerchief into his breast pocket in a single subtle movement as he fixed his suit - giving his neck a quick readjust as well - before sparing Wilford a glance and a few words of comfort as he excused himself. He could see out the corner of his eye as Wilford looked like he wanted to persist, but Dark was out of sight before the pink ego could get out another word.

And it was here and now he found himself in the doctor’s office, perched upon the man’s own rolling stool instead of one of the many available beds - Wilford may have been content to let his legs dangle like a child, but Dark refused to be so undignified - waiting as the doctor looked over the proffered cloth with a scrutinizing eye. He was hemming and hawing and it was beginning to irk the already rather keyed-up demon, but before Dark could offer the physician a single chance to shut up or else, the doctor turned around to face him with an interesting level of curiosity in his eyes.

“Well?” Dark prompted, hands folded over his crossed knees, his posture stiff as it usually was, even if the reasons weren’t the same.

“I’d say this is part of a bullet,” The doctor offered in return, holding the now clean piece out to him in a pair of surgical tweezers. It was chalky grey in color. “This came out of you?”

“I don’t supposed I’d be here if it didn’t,” Dark quipped back flatly, but his interest had been piqued. A bullet fragment? When had he been…

Oh. Right.

“Fair enough. Who had the mettle to shoot you anyway? Was it Wilford?” The question was flippant, joking even, though with an undertone of implication because honestly the doctor had seen that particular instance more often than not, but it still hit Dark like an open palmed slap to the face. He could already feel the memories stirring, some of which did not even belong to him, and it took everything within him not to let his shell crack in that particular moment because if it did, he knew the consequences would be far more dire than with what had become the normal variety.

However, in a multitude of seconds that felt like an eternity, Dark managed to quell the feelings and disguise them as a single, solitary, disinterested sigh. At least, he hoped it came across that way.    

“It doesn’t matter.”

“I suppose not,” The doctor relented, either ignoring or oblivious to Dark’s pause as his attention returned to the lead fragment. Ignorance really was bliss. “But it obviously didn’t happen recently. See the flaky grey on the surface here? It’s started to corrode, which only happens after a long time exposure to types of alkali which doesn’t really - ”

“Correct,” Dark interrupted curtly, not at all interested in a chemistry lesson. “It wasn’t recent, but why is it happening now?”

Dr. Iplier shrugged, looking mildly put off for being interrupted, but true to his apathetic nature he let it go and pressed on. “Sometimes things just remain unmoved inside the body for years. I’d imagine it may have just been close by and, for whatever reason, just didn’t show itself until now. More to the concerning point, there are probably more in you that you aren’t aware of. Would you permit an x-ray?”

Now there was a question Dark hadn’t prepared himself for. It seemed absurd that he was thrown by such a simple request, and yet he couldn’t help balking about it all the same. What would be captured on that photo? What could be captured on that photo? He couldn’t afford to end the doctor if something more than what was currently happening turned up. The physician was quite the invaluable resource after all, especially for his blatant disregard of prying details. But all the same, it would be handy to know if this could potentially happen again, especially in front of others.

Especially in front of Will.

And it was with that argument that the demon finally begrudgingly agreed.

It was a surprisingly quick process and Dark was back in the stolen chair sans suit jacket and tie after just a few minutes. And it was only a few more before the doctor was shoving two freshly printed sheets of film into place on the light board before flicking the switch to illuminate them.

Now that was quite a sight. Seeing a set of bones and organs that he knew he himself had shaped was a curious thing, especially with the previous wonderance that, while his outward appearance may have taken appropriate form, his inward one may not have. And while he realized this was a silly contradiction, it had still held concern in his mind for a secret that nobody else could ever know about. Thankfully though, this didn’t seem to be the case.

But ever more curious were the lit up white spots speckled throughout his abdomen, and he couldn’t help but stare. He counted at least five, and none as big as the one that had so rudely extricated itself from him earlier. They didn’t even seem to be near anything necessarily vital either.

Not that that fact mattered anymore really.

So absorbed was he that he didn’t notice the doctor turn to him with a new level of concern, and Dark most probably would have continued to disregard him had he not made a rather urgent and out of place sounding request.

“Turn around,” The doctor demanded suddenly, his face taking on a panicky sort of grimness.

“Pardon?” Dark returned, surprised to find himself lost. That didn’t happen often.

“Turn around,” Dr. Iplier said more slowly, but with no less urgency than before. “I need to see your neck.”

“Whatever for?” Dark had an inkling exactly what for.    

“See this vertebra here?” The doctor impatiently poked his finger into the very top of the second x-ray, right next to his neck and that’s when Dark saw it. Damn. “That’s supposed to be nestled up to the bottom of your skull. Not to mention all these little white lines running everywhere else are microfractures.”

“And?” Dark asked with an air of disinterest.  

“Dark,” Dr. Iplier beseeched with exasperated concern. “Your neck’s broken.”

There was a beat before the demon responded with a simple and very dry, “Yes, I’m acutely aware.”

“And you’ve just been living this way?” That was a funny way to put it, but Dark refrained from commenting. “What the hell happened to you?”

The silence that followed was filled only with the hum of the x-ray display light.

Now that was a loaded question, and with the doctor looking down at him now with all the concern of a close friend, with almost the same face to match, it was reminding him too much of times he wanted to forget.

Times of when, during late nights at the office, a bespectacled face would just appear at the other end of his desk in the way only he could, wearing a knowing smile and bearing something to eat because he would often forget.

Times when that same face was sad for some unknown reason that just could not be spoken about, so he took it upon himself to cheer the man up with silly antics the same way he did for him.

Times where he would get so angry he would yell at the man just to come back later to apologize only to realize that no offense had been taken in the first place and their friendship was just the same as it had ever been.

… A single time where that face was on the verge of breaking entirely, and Dark could see him now, reaching out as he fell, the words echoing in his ears along with a hauntingly familiar, harsh ring.

Wait, that one wasn’t his.

“It was an accident! I swear!”  

He needed to leave.  

“Nothing that matters anymore,” Dark responded briskly, standing to pick up his coat and tie from the nearby bed and throwing them on with well-practiced grace. “Thank you for your time, doctor.”

“Now hold on a damn minute,” Dr. Iplier stepped forward as if he wanted to grab Dark’s shoulder, but then thought better of it at the last second. “I can’t just let you walk out of here knowing that you could keel over at any given moment.”

“I assure you that that’s no longer a problem.” Dark waved away impatiently, already turning toward the door.

“Your neck though! And all of that uncomfortable twisting I’ve seen you do. Those readjustments can’t be good for you. Aren’t you afraid of waking up one day and being completely paralyzed?”

“I defer to my previous statement.”

The doctor made a frustrated noise. “At least let me take care of the bullet fragments. How you haven’t suffered lead poisoning by now is a miracle.”

Dark sighed, turning back to the physician with a look of impassiveness. He knew the man wasn’t exactly heartless, but Dark honestly hadn’t expected him to be so insistent about his health. “Doctor, your concern is appreciated - truly - but going by that picture, I don’t see anymore near my lungs, so you have my word that it will be fine.”

“And what will happen when it isn’t?” Dr. Iplier fired back. He was implying more than just a health issue and the acknowledgment that Dark actually was a leader in all of this wasn’t missed. 

“Then I suppose I have you to deal with the aftermath,” Dark replied wryly.

Dr. Iplier made a face. Apparently he was the only one allowed to make apathetic jokes in the face of a potential crisis. “That’s not funny. I’m not an EMT, Dark.”

“I have faith in you, doctor. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I never finished forbidding Wilford from encouraging acts of tragedy ‘for the sake of the show’ and would like to get back to it before someone else unwittingly winds up in your care.”

Dr. Iplier looked like he wanted to argue his point, but even he knew when to stop pressing - or perhaps that was just the lethargy - and he sighed, the sound heavy and laden with a weariness that Dark was all too familiar with. “Very well. Just… don’t hesitate to come back if any of it bothers you, alright?”

“You have my word.” And with that, Dark strode out with much more on his mind than he had going in. Of course the bullet would still be in there, shattered as it was. He wasn’t sure why it had never occurred to him. Just because his appearance had changed, didn’t mean the body had. It was the same principle as his unhealing neck, even if neither experience had happened to him directly. He was cursed to a nearly broken body that didn’t belong to him, held together with whatever power Celine had used and that void had bestowed upon him, physicalities stuck in a permanent state of stasis.

But he had no time for self pity. He had a building to oversee, and a goal to maintain.  

And as Dark walked purposefully down and out of the hall, he didn’t see the man he was looking for, hiding just out of sight in a nook beside the door, frozen in place with eyes wide and an otherworldly flower clutched to his barely breathing chest.

Wilford had just wanted to check on his friend. To make sure he was okay because never before had Dark’s health ever come into question, and the coughing fit had scared him so much more deeply than anything else had in a very long time. But while he was on the way to barging in, he’d heard his name and then… He’d heard everything else.

His mind swam, memories stirring in the watery depths like ancient beasts, lashing out against him a tirade of blurry and out of order images.  

A gunshot, a choke, a scream that seemed to echo from the very depths of his soul. 

He couldn’t be. He wasn’t.

The flower fell from his trembling fingers.  

He wasn’t a killer… was he?

anonymous asked:

How do you structure facial and body anatomy in a way that's cartoon-y, but still looks… right?

Well, a good understanding of anatomy is important because you have to know the rules before you can break em, but honestly it just comes down to basic shape and exaggeration. 

There’s a really simple lesson when you first start looking into character design:

These three different shapes are coded to tell us different things about a character. A lot of disney villains have a lot of sharp angles in their designs (Scar, Dr Facilier, Maleficent) whereas the princesses are pretty much all built out of circles. Exclusively. And dad characters and Business Types are so often squares. So working with these super simple shapes, you can start to code a character.

Like, to me, Hazel is very round, Frank is a great big ol’ rectangle, and I picture Leo being a little more scrappy, with sharper angles in his design because he’s… you know. Leo.

You can break anything down into the basic shapes it’s made out of, once you start looking for them. And when you start exaggerating them to build the figure, you get a cartoon-y look:

And when you take the shape you’ve made and black them out, they should each be a unique shape that’s recognizable as that character:

I still have a lot to learn. If you look at Jason and Percy, they’re pretty similar in body shape. The only real difference is hair shape and the fact that Jason is more Chris Evens and Percy is more Chris Pine. Piper is also underdeveloped because she’s just sort of… a basic lady shape. And there’s nothing wrong with that. but compared to Annabeth’s pronounced hips and Hazel’s pear shape, Piper’s design in this state is less interesting. But Frank and Leo are the most distinct in the lineup, because they don’t match anyone else’s shape. 

(And for the record: I literally started drawing thick black shapes and filling them in. No undersketch. Just erase when the shape is wrong and try again, like painting. It’s easier to discover shapes and you can have more spontaneity that way!)

I know that doesn’t really answer your question but that’s how I’ve been thinking about characters lately! Start with a shape in mind and remember what those shapes say about the character. And try to keep it relatively proportional, haha.

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Shadowhunters Appreciation Weeks - Week 7 (May 29-June 4)

Favorite Outfits: Alec Edition

Izzy / Magnus / Ladies

if this isn't love, then what is?
  • stefan salvatore:
  • she's the love of my life, i'd go back to her in a heart beat.
  • if it were my choice, i'd want to be with you forever
  • if it meant i got to be with her, have children, grow old with her.. if it meant we'd die together, be buried together then yes. i would take the cure
  • i would never hurt you, you're safe with me
  • when you and i were together every single atom in my body told me that it was the right thing. that we were the perfect fit.
  • actually i don't pretend to be anything when i'm with her. that's the whole point. i just get to be myself.
  • but you know, the life that we had, it was amazing too. and it wasn't a spell or a prophecy, it was real. we fell in love on our own.
  • you know, this is a future memory. it's where your boyfriend whispered to you that he loved you. i love you.
  • how do i not remember you? i mean you're smart, you're pretty, you're funny. obviously you're the strongest woman in the world.
  • every time that i tell myself that i'm moving on, there's this part of me that just can't seem to shake her.
  • i was a better person when i was with her. i didn't think i'd ever feel that way again. until elena.
  • i love you. i will always love you.
  • i love you so much.
  • i'm simply not able to resist her.
  • elena is warm and she's kind and she's selfless and it's real. when i'm around her i completely forget what i am.
  • elena gilbert:
  • i love him damon. no matter what i feel for you i never unfell for him.
  • no! you don't get to make that decision for me. if you walk away, it's for you because i know what i want. stefan i love you.
  • for once i don't regret the day before it begins. because i know i'll see him again.
  • but i love stefan, it's always going to be stefan.
  • it's you and me stefan, always.
  • i thought i couldn't be with you stefan but i can. you don't have to push me away. i can do this.
  • but i love you stefan. I love you stefan, you.
  • i cant lose the way i feel about you.
  • i dont want us to be apart anymore, ever.
  • stefan, my wrist. here. take my wrist. you need more blood. i trust you.
  • i cant lose the way i feel about you.
  • i love him damon. he came into my life when i needed someone and i fell for him instantly.
  • i kind off felt like i didn't know how to live anymore but then being with stefan... somehow i figured it out
  • i love you so much
  • i picked you because i love you. and no matter what happens that's the best choice i ever made.
  • look, he would never give up on me so i'm not gonna give up on him.
  • i love you stefan. hold on to that. never let that go.
  • other tvd characters:
  • katherine: you'd never look at me the way you look at elena, would you?
  • klaus: now this is fascinating i've never seen this before. the only thing stronger than your craving for blood is your love for this one girl.
  • klaus: and that's why you're her better option. i personally think she's wasting her time with damon.
  • rebekah: i envy that. you and elena. i envy the love you have.
  • klaus: well crazy or not that kind of love never dies.
  • caroline: i'm sorry but stefan is your epic love. and i'm not going down without a fight.
  • rose: stefan is different. his love is pure, he'll always be good for him.
  • klaus: personally i don't see a fairytale ending for you. all i see is stefan and elena.
  • klaus: must be hard trying to live up to stefan. he stopped himself when i compelled him to feed on elena. that's love.
  • lexi: when it's real you cant walk away.
  • caroline: you and her - epic. her and damon? ew
  • gloria: there's this girl with a necklace. you love her. you'd do anything for her.
  • damon: you're still wearing this necklace. isn't that a reminder of your unbreakable bond with stefan?

anonymous asked:

Hello!!!! We can see your persona, please?

Uhh, persona? You mean, like I draw myself?

Well I don’t really have a ref. I always simply draw myself the way I look at the very moment. Therefore, I wear different clothes, haistyles and even different glasses all the time, but mostly the blue and orange ones because those are my PC glasses. So whenever I draw myself, this is kinda… me. I also like to try different things, so my art style also varies quite often. |D

Like, this is how I look rn:

How to write your book step 209

Rehash old ideas. 

 Is there an idea that you started to write out a while back but it just sort of bled out into nothing?  You never finished it, but it never really went away? It’s still there occasionally popping into your mind, even though you haven’t given it any real thought? It’s totally okay to use that idea. To open it back up. You could completely re write it.  You could incorporate it into whatever you are working on right now. It might not be the best idea  you’ve ever had, but on the other hand, it won’t go away so you might as well put it to use. 

Maybe you’ve completely forgotten about something and then one day you will be rummaging through your old stuff and find a story you wrote in primary school about you and your best friend of the time. Maybe it’s terrible. Maybe it should be left to rot under your bed. Or, maybe, it might be harboring brilliant secrets that one more rewrite will unleash. 

It’s okay to do the same thing over and over again. It’s okay to use the same ideas in different ways. You will get different results each time. Don’t be afraid to look back at your old writing. Just don’t get stuck there forever. 

Reuse, Reduce, Recycle, Rewrite.

anonymous asked:

it makes me laugh that Dan and Phil are taking this whole "the audience knowing about our game because of retailers" thing really light heartedly and with a pinch of humor. It's like they're done with the "secrets" and probably will tell us about their next project because we're gonna amp it up anyway. There's a big difference from when their game leaked to when you look back to when a few photos of dapgo were leaked... I think that's great character development

I totally agree that it’s great character development! I actually think it’s likely that they’ll continue to let projects come out this way; they’ll try to keep things a secret and if it fails then it fails. I think they probably viewed the game as something not specifically targeted toward their fanbase and that might have helped them not feel pressured to sell directly to us, as well. 

anonymous asked:

Hey what is ur opinion on taekook seeing each other as brothers? :/ i mean a lot say that about ji/kook too but idk?

Hey dear anon :)
Hmmm let me try. 🤔
Jungkook often says that the other members kind of raised him and they are like brothers to him. This would include Jimin and Taehyung but let‘s be honest: if he does‘t feel about all the members that way, he wouldn‘t exclude them in a statement so yeah…. i would focus on the things the member specifically state about one another

When it comes to Jimin: i believe he said one or a few times that Jungkook reminds him of his younger brother a lot who is the same age. (I will check the quotes) So uh…yeah i don‘t know what to say, if Jimin says that that‘s how he views Jungkook then theres nothing much to add
He can be quite playful with Jungkook though so i can understand where the Ji/kook shipper are coming from 😌For me, i honestly can‘t see them romantically involved because of that reason even if i wanted to. I have a sister so i know how love for siblings feels and idk that will just stick with the two i guess. I stay neutral if people do ship them though.

As for Taehyung: Tae has stated that Jungkook is his family in a way. I don‘t think he has said things more specific? But subjectively when they were younger and JK was still all shy and stuff, it looked quite brotherly to me as well. Now that they‘re older and they both mentioned at some point that Tae doesn‘t treat Jungkook that much like he is his hyung, I feel like they behave differently and i interpret more underlying attraction vibes but thats a subjective feeling and it‘s also just as possible that they see each other in a brotherly way as well.

We all do a lot of interpretation and i post a lot of boyfriendsy stuff but i believe to have an open minded view about the maknae line. I enjoy them being close together and that‘s mostly it. :) (ALL of them!) the three have different dynamics with each other so it‘s understandable that we all view their relationship a bit differently but yeah. They‘re all really close and that‘s whats important. :) if you have specific translations about this topic feel free to let me know. 💕

anonymous asked:

Hi! I recently bought my first ever drawing tablet and I'm so excited to practice digital art. However I wanted to ask you, did you find any major differences when you first tried digital art after being used to traditional art for so long? (Presuming you didn't come out of the womb already having mastered the art of the drawing tablet). The major difference I've found is mainly the feeling of having less control over my lines but I guess that's what practice is for haha.

Haha welllll… Yeah its a major difference considering the first tablet I started with had no screen.  So its automatically different since you’re so used to looking down and drawing rather than looking up and drawing on a thing without really seeing where your hand is going. And yeah it was really hard to control the way you move your hand on the tablet, after I started using my whole arm (well mostly my elbow) to draw rather than my wrist, it made it easier for me to control my lines. Also no paper texture was weird to get used to too, some people put paper on top of the tablet to get used to it but I never done so.

Here’s my first tablet drawing ever, it was uhhh… 8 years ago? ye. His name is Krazeezombie, was a zombie OC that would suck brains out of people skulls with his tongue… yeah, LOOK AT THAT TEEN ANGST DESIGN GOD!


something interesting

the fic with the troll blood color oxygen-carrying-chemical thing renewed my interest in it

i remember CC having a thing on it that was similar; not sure if she said her theory was they have RGB blood or CMYK blood

but it got me thinking regardless

see, the troll hemospectrum as we know it is…weird. like not even in a “lets evaluate the social structure that would cause” way. its weird in a color spacing way.

like red, orange/brown, and yellow are only 3/12 slots. but there are 3 slots just for greens too.

normally if you’re doing a color wheel you space shit out evenly, but even that gets complicated depending on which color wheel you use.

most colors wheels look something like this:

looked at this way its like each main color (ROYGBIV) has got two shades on the wheel: two “red” colors, two “orange” colors, two “yellow” colors, two “green” colors, two “blue” colors, two “purple” colors. in this case indigo and violet get merged.

but thats not what the troll hemospectrum looks like

so what’s going on?

well if we look at both the RGB and CMYK wheels we get a little closer:

the RGB and CMYK wheels are basically two ways to arrive at the same thing but from different directions. so what if we applied that to trolls’s blood color?

what if they don’t have RGB or CMYK blood, but what is effectivly both?

we’d need the tertiaries again but when you add them in you get this:

red, orange/brown, yellow, three flavors of green, a teal analog, a cerulean analog, blue, indigo/purple, purple/violet, and fushia

ITS THE FUCKING HEMOSPECTRUM!

but wait, what about this motherfucker?

he’s got black blood, an uncomfortable resemblance to imperial drones, and troll-like horns

so even if trolls only have one or the other set of blood, it’d HAVE to be CMYK to account for the black blood of His Honorable Tyranny 

but then why are lusii always white?

 including a Mother Grub, one of the progenitors of troll-kind?

what if the reason these vastly different species all serve as guardians of young trolls is because they share a common biological trait, one they are not born with

what if there is a yet unknown subset of the troll species, one with white blood, who act as parasites to the native fauna of worlds trolls inhabit and turn them from regular animals to caregivers for the young of another species. ones with blood to match their future charges and a loss of all other pigmentation.

THIS is why i think the trolls have both CMYK and RGB blood. because thats the only color wheel i know of that will get you everything we see about trolls.

anonymous asked:

I need help and I don’t know who else to go to. My Daddy has mental health issues which manifest into things like strong fixations. Usually I can help with his problems but this time I don’t know what to do. This time he’s become fixated on my best friend (he’s polyamorous and has had feelings for them since he met them, and the fixation is feeding on that, so it’s not just a sex thing) I’m extremely uncomfortable with our relationship being poly, but idk how else to help him. What do I do?

uhm, well…. there are some different ways of looking at this.

First I would challenge exactly what “poly-amorous” means to you.. because I can tell you what it doesnt.

It doesnt mean your partner can just go around being with whoever they feel like without keeping your feelings, cares or concerns in mind. Thats call lack of commitment and cheating.  

What it should and does mean most of the time is a relationship that involves a couple who brings in one or more other people under the agreement of both parties with strong discussion and the building of trust, laying it all out on the table, and making sure that everyone is aware of all things at all times… with FULL AMICABLE CONSENT.

Even swingers have consent and agreements in place.

In the past when I have been in relationships in this lifestyle I have always been fine with my partner having a vanilla relationship with someone else to get what I tend not to give them. But it was also agreed that I knew everything from the dates they went on to what they did and so on. Everyone respected each others views and feelings and it was all worked out with consent… if things got uncomfortable or weird or whatever, then my partner ended it out of keeping in mind what was more important.

Just because he claims to be Poly….

It doesnt mean he gets to do what he wants just because hes obsessing over it.

It doesnt mean you ignore yourself, your feelings, emotions, and own mental health in order to allow ENABLE him to do it.

The poly side of this lifestyle, like everything else in this lifestyle, operates on trust, communication and respect for others. If thats not being put into place, then you need to reconsider the relationship.

You are OBVIOUSLY EXTREMELY UN-comfortable with being poly in the first place, so why are you with someone who is not comfortable with commitment? I mean, I get that hes fixated on this person… sure, but what about the others… or that porn you dont like.. or that other thing he does to you that you dont like but go along with in favor of “helping him”

that doesnt help him… that enables him while he ignores the fact that he has a problem and, with the information you have given me, doesnt seem all that concerned about doing anything about.

Oh and I get it… you love him, hes great (lol). etc and so forth… but so are a portion of the other 8 BILLION PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD, a good chunk of which are probably great daddies waiting for a great little to have a great relationship with.

The problem is.. people tend not to look past the half mile radius of the bubble in which they conduct their lives in order to work hard, be patient and truly be happy.

then again.. some people dont like to listen to wisdom and would rather stay in their situation and be miserable.

to each their own.

when people uwu the director i just,

yes he was sad in one (1) scene u are correct but he still fucked up the lives of like 20+ ppl (if not more) and made multiple people develop trauma based disorders, AND justified it in one case by saying his victim was the same person as him
plus the whole “any time u disobey me you visibly and publicly move down a rank manipulating you into constantly trying to please me” deal with the freelancers, and all of this being explicitly on purpose

like im sorry but theres not a single thing u can say to make me like him. not even in a “well hes terrible but-” way. he has no redeeming qualities.

anonymous asked:

Do you think Knights' lands are antagonistic towards them? Seems consistent with Karkat's bright red blood-rivers and Dave's dangerous metallic land.

I don’t think it’s a Knight thing, because we also had Rose explicitly state how she felt her land was built entirely to antagonize her and make her hate to want to finish her quest

It made me wonder if this was actually something thats at least a little bit a part of everyone’s quest, having it intentionally be challenging in some way for the player themself to go through

since the land quest and the land itself is supposed to facilitate the players growth, and not all growth is just the slow accumulation of good things for yourself, and a really important part of growth and maturity is taking a solid look at the “bad” as well, like seeing your flaws in an honest light or facing some deep held fear within yourself, it might be different depending on the person

and what makes me think of that is wondering what sort of personal challenge Jade and John’s lands held for them as well

Jade’s made me instantly think of the cold winter snow blanketing everything beneath it, she loved growing plants and living on the tropical islands, but she also has problems with emotional repression, not letting people really see or understand what she’s feeling, blanketing everything under a blank ‘im fine its fine’ So the snow is a great metaphor for her own percieved emotional coldness slowly killing al the things she used to love and enjoy, literally as in the cold winter killing her favorite hobby, and more metaphorically if we see the snow as her own emotinonal repression covering what she really feels

and her quest to melt the snow on her land would sort of cover both those things, as in probably in her land quest, learning to literally warm up the land and get rid of the snowy cover probably involved some sort of ability to warm up and open up more honestly to others and let others see her feelings, no matter how ‘ugly’ she perceived them to be (see: Jadesprite)

John’s land had a lot to do with basically purifying it from the black tar covering everything, unclogging the pipes and getting everything out of his complicated system of pipes leading everywhere. And with his own similar to Jade’s tendency for emotional constipation, this makes sense for him as well. He also needs to learn to open up a bit more and let things flow naturally, instead of molotov cocktailing it all waiting to explode (hello 3 year pre retcon prospit ship trip) which is basically what we saw him do when he tried to open up to pre retcon Roxy immediately after Game Over before going to his denizen,a nd i noticed now John does seem to be at least a bit more open about how he feels, at first brushing off the Terezi hatecrush thing but now being more open to these things? Even his little convos with the other characters seem more open than they used to be, feels to me anyway

With the Alpha kids im not so sure though, since all of their planets seem to share a common theme moreso than a personal theme, but with the nature of their session basically being void and unwinnable, with their only fate to wait for those who would come and all their consorts dying, leaving an impression there wasnt much left for them to do but die as well, the fact that their planets are all Dead in some way could also be seen as “antagonistic” towards all of them as well, but moreso like its a direct challenge for them to face and overcome, but im less sure about them

this does all fit nicely into my idea that the Land Quest is what is supposed to help you grow into your ideal self, not all growth is pleasant, but im hesitant to say it seems intentionally antagonistic, since SBURB doesnt have intentions, its more like a cold hard truth they have to face eventually

Dave’s land of constant metal gears could be seen as intentionally antagonistic, or a realistic challenge in that he cant live his whole life being in fear of his bro and what he did to him, whether or not hes ready for that sort of challenge is entirely up to him tho. The ideal situation is to not to get used to living with triggers, but to slowly learn how to live without any, and the process is very different for each individual. 

SBURB just seems more like a cold hard instant truth, like straight and to the point with no emotional buffer zone since it cant feel its just a cold senseless program, not realizing that for severe problems you do kinda need an emotional buffer zone to process them properly, SBURB instead just seem to throw you into it like dunking you into the pool instead of letting you tiptoe in

OKAY, that's it. I'm done. I am fucking DONE with all the haters.

Look, I’ve tried to be respectful, but I seriously just cannot take it anymore. If you don’t or refuse to support: -Jared Leto/The Joker -Jargot (Jared x Margot) -Joker x Harley Then honestly, just unfollow me. If you can understand that people have different views and opinions on things, feel free to chat with me and continue being an awesome person. But if you can’t, well then…

Originally posted by bad-disney

anonymous asked:

I really hope that when they reveal Lucas's family backstory that it's a little dark. There are little clues where you can tell that his family life is pretty f'ed up. What I'm really hoping for is that Lucas's dad is an insanely strict military man who left very little room for error. If Lucas didn't do something perfectly, he got angry. And, in order to tackle this topic on dc, I kind of hope that it's revealed that Lucas's mom is in an abusive relationship with his father.

THIS IS LITERALLY MY ENTIRE HEADCANON

Actual tags on Dubulge posts.. vs Taemin-bulge posts...

Dubulge: #and hellooooo pants  #dat bulge is always relevent  #that boy needs to sort himself out  #big dick daddy  #a true thing of beauty  #dont matter what hes wearing…we are all going to search for the same thing    #this man is packing  #it deserves its own stage  #i am cry its too beautiful  #YEEAAAASSSS

Taemin-Bulge: #Hes got something stuffed down there  #hahaha nice try taemin but thats not it  #it looks short haha  #what did i just read…GUYS NO   #aint no way thats actual  #awk   #i am laughing so hard  #well he tried