what a great set of images

Current Favorite Tools Available in the Clip Database

I’ve had people ask what tools I use in Clip Studio Paint, which is hard for me to answer because I use a lot of different brushes. (If you want to know what’s used on a specific image, please give me the post’s ID number and I’ll find it on my blog and tell you!)

Here are some of my current favorite tools and brushes. I will give you the name that they are listed under so that you can find them in the clip database as well. These are listed in no particular order, because they’re all great!

Tマーカー風ブラシセット
This is a collection of fantastic tools to create work that looks like it’s a traditional marker piece.

The collection contains several different tools including brushes with chisel or brush tips, blenders, and a texture you can overlay on your image to achieve the grain effect you see in traditional, scanned image. The texture is even pre-set to have the correct blending type and opacity!

For extra fun, I suggest using colour swatches from your favorite art markers in conjunction with these tools, for even more authenticity.

Overall this set is AMAZING and I love just playing with it.

カサGペン
I’ve been using these pen tools a lot lately for sketching and sketch style ‘inks’. I’m not sure if they’re intended to mimic any specific type of pen, but they’re fun to use and the line quality they produce is really nice. “エッジ鉛筆“ in particular is one of my current favorites!

水彩マーカー●▲■とテクスチャーセット
Created by the same person who made the fantastic marker brush set, they’ve also created an amazing watercolour set! Like the marker set, it comes with several tools with different looks and effects and overlays you can put over your image (I use the ‘pigment pooling’ texture from this set a lot). There are also blenders in this as well.

My favorite feature of this set and what makes it rank higher than other, similar watercolour sets is the colour blending effect. These brushes can use a single colour, or it can use both your main and sub colour, showing one colour when you press lightly and another when you put more pressure. This allows for some great depth of colour and more natural flow to the blending. Fantastic!



There’s more, but these are the things I’ve been using the most lately. I highly recommend checking out the stuff in the Clip database, you might find something you love.

Muse

Originally posted by sugutie

Genre: Smut, fluff, angst (it will contain smut in the next parts)

a/n: The story will have another part. So dont worry, im not cutting you off

Description:Jungkook is a  photography major in collaage. Every girl likes him yet he only has eyes for his camera, until he -even tho he hasnt realized it yet-  finds his muse.

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Hi all, this is my first ever “star trail”, done as a timelapse. I had set my camera up, hoping for the milky way, but totally misjudged my position, and ended up with a beautiful play on stars and the ISS flying through twice. I didn’t want to “waste” the images I got, and thought I would try my hand at star trails. I did a photo first, but found I had way too many trails, and that they cluttered up the sky pretty badly. At least, for my taste. I have no idea what I’m doing though, so there probably is an image I could have gotten out of the set, although I am not doing to great on the processing side, despite watching several “how to” vids! Anyway, hope you like the timelapse, it’s definitely something new for me :) PS- watch it in HD :)
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Fresh Eyes on Zootopia: A Ramble

Today I had some of my coworkers over for a movie night and we watched Zootopia. For me, it was about umpteenth viewing, but for most of them it was the first time.

I absolutely loved watching their reactions to some of my favorite scenes. Everyone lost it at the DMV segment. One of my friends literally dropped to the floor when Clawhauser got embarrassed about calling Judy cute. The bridge scene… well, you know :’)

What I loved most of all was that even my friends who aren’t big into Disney or animation in general really liked the movie. They understood immediately why I had been going on and on about it all week before our planned movie night arrived. The humor, the attention to detail, the emotional and thematic depth, all combine to make Zootopia the masterpiece it is, and everyone seemed to get something great out of it. 

Originally posted by crispyfactor

For my part, I was thrilled to see good friends bring a fresh set of eyes what has quickly become my favorite movie. Every time I watch Zootopia, I notice a detail I missed my previous times around. Watching it with others, I got to see them bring a few such details to my attention (e.g. - one of my coworkers, a fellow doctor, noticed some brain imaging on the screens at Cliffside, which I never even paid attention to). Even more importantly, everyone’s emotional response to different parts of the movie was different and great to see. Everyone’s backgrounds are different, which made everyone empathize with a different aspect of Nick and Judy’s story, and even allowed them all take something different away from the same scene.

And that’s what a good story does. It shows you something deep and powerful which can speak to everyone in a slightly different way while still keeping the same basic message.

Last off, seeing Zootopia again in this way made me understand exactly why this is the most amazing and welcoming fandom I’ve ever been a part of: Because acceptance and understanding are what the movie is about! So of course this fandom is filled with people who value those qualities! Everyone who loves this movie loves it because (beyond a multitude of other reasons) they recognize and agree with its message, that the world will be a better place if we all try, just try, to understand one another. If we just try to make it better.

So that’s it, that’s my ramble. And a “short” summary of why I love Zootopia and its fandom so much. Thank you all for making this an amazing place to spend some of my free time. I love you all :)

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Hugs to all of you and everyone else I forgot to tag!

phazerstorm  asked:

I just adore your art style, it's so cute! I'm thinking of making comics myself. Do you think you could give me some tips on angling or facial expressions or overall detail?

Thank you so so much! I really appreciate that! Like, a whole lot. ^^

I’m not exactly sure how much I’ll be able to help you, though I can at least give you some pointers on expressions! I’ll do my best. I’m sorry this is coming a bit late! 

I’m going to use Bendy for my examples, just because he’s super easy to draw and I have him on hand/mind at the moment. But! These can be used on just about anyone.

Keep in mind: this is just my way of doing things. There isn’t one “set” way to create great art! There’s a lot of experimenting, testing and growing when it comes to artwork.

When it comes down to expressions, there are a few things to consider: what are they feeling? How intense is this feeling? How far can, or should you push it? How can you make this feel realistic? In visual storytelling, showing what a character is going through is far more important than telling the reader. In a comic setting, there’s a very fine balance–since you have images to go with the words, but you can’t convey each minute action… At least in a reasonable amount of panels, the dialogue and the images have to work together when they’re used in tandem.

When a character is shouting, you have to push their expression further–it won’t be enough to show them with their mouth slightly open, or with a flat face. Give them wide eyes, or shut their eyes completely with frustration. Open their mouth wide, maybe even get their body language involved if you have enough room. Throw their arms in the air, have them pulling at their hair!

Likewise, if what they’re saying is quiet or somber, soften their expression. Have their gaze ill-focused, or looking to the ground. Their shoulders could be slumped, their brow could be low. Their mouth could be almost, or entirely closed. Or are they happy? Raise their eyebrows, widen their eyes with joy! Bring out that smile! Use as much variety and as many shapes as you can!

Because I’m a visual person, here are a few examples to give you a better idea of what I mean:

(I’m sorry if my handwriting is hard to read)

Which facial expressions are more interesting? Sure, the ones on the left are going through the motions of emoting, but the ones to the right REALLY show how the character is feeling!

Body language is also immensely important when it comes down to expressiveness. Every part of the body can be used to convey a message. The crossing of arms can indicate disgust, or even put a small barrier between two people. Slumped shoulders show disappointment or sadness. Every little movement a character makes can have a massive impact on their overall tone. Here are a few examples like the above:

Even minute changes to a static pose can make a BIG difference! Test around and see what works best.

I’ve noticed that some animators have mirrors near their desk. This is so they can look up at their reflection and make a face into the mirror. They project their character’s feelings onto themselves, that way they can see what sort of facial expression would be best suited to that emotion. Nowadays we can just google this, but it’s still a good idea. Don’t be afraid to look up references whenever you need them. I know I do frequently! There’s no shame in using references!

My friend linked me to this wonderful guide, which goes more in-depth than I did here. Take a look!

I’m sorry I can’t help you quite as much with angles. I feel that I’d need to do a little more research in order to be able to articulate this more fluently. Perhaps some other time I can try and revisit this and go more into depth about perspective and foreshortening, but for now, here’s another great guide that might help you along in the right direction. I use a similar structure for my own drawings! 

Speaking of foreshortening, here’s another tutorial! I don’t use this particular method, but it may work for you!

I know you didn’t ask for it, but I’d like to give you some tips about comic making. If you don’t want them, then I guess you can just stop reading, pfff. Either way I’ll put it under a cut so this post doesn’t take up so much of the dashboard.

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Clay Jensen One Shot

Originally posted by rosetylecr

Hey it’s Clay. Clay Jensen. Don’t adjust your… whatever media you’re reading this on. It’s me, alive and ready. Ready to tell you the story of how I met [your full name]. But let’s start at the beginning, when she first walked into Liberty High. After all, every story has an origin.


Second week into school and I noticed from my locker that everyone was staring at the entrance door. I tilted my head to see what they were all staring at and there she was. Her hair was all wet which I presumed was from the rain. She didn’t acknowledge the stares as she approached Hannah’s locker. Suddenly I got a sense of déjà vu. My heart skipped a beat and my grip on my lock tightened. Well wasn’t the whole situation ironic. I caught a quick glimpse of her and I couldn’t help to think, was this revenge for everything I had done, more so hadn’t done for Hannah? Was this some kind of punishment to just remind me of my failure? I loosened my grip and took in a deep breath. I looked back and caught her staring at me. I closed my locker door and averted my eyes away from her. I wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice. Of course we had a couple of classes together, and I found out her name was [y/n], but I kept my distance. Little did I know, I was eventually going to fall into the trap.


A couple weeks had gone by, and it was raining so much that one couldn’t see where they were headed. I was riding my bike back home and found myself plugged in with my headphones. I wasn’t paying much attention to my surroundings. I couldn’t hear the loud honk of the car. It’s beaming lights blinded me causing me to hit the sidewalk and hurt myself badly. I pivoted my body to the side to cause less damage. Unfortunately, I felt warm blood slowly trickling down the right side of my head. I touched my forehead and cussed. I looked up and saw [y/n] rushing towards me. I was relieved to see she didn’t look so worried so the damage couldn’t been so bad. Even if she seemed calm, her eyes were saying something else.

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Looking out the window and I just saw it happen so fast. Clay flew from his bike straight to the pavement. The moment he fell the car just drove off. Asshole. I ran out and went to see him. I bend and grabbed his shoulder.

You: “Hey are you…” *looks at his head wound* “Wow that looks bad, umm come inside, I’m sure I can find something…”

Clay: *lifts himself up* “I’m fine, I can go home.”

You: *irritated* “I’m not going to hurt you Clay. Come on, let’s go inside.”

I led him towards the front porch and though the door. I brought him upstairs to my room and told him to stay there while I fetched the first aid kit. I came back to the room and saw him awkwardly standing.

You: “You can sit you know.”

Clay: *hesitates* “Oh um yeah.”

He sat down and I wiggled myself beside him. I opened the kit to see if there would be anything useful. I opened a disinfectant pad and cleaned the trickling blood. Once I finished that, I took a second one and warned him.

You: “This is going to hurt.”

I pressed the pad on his forehead where the injury was and felt him wince, and he cursed under his breath. As I padded the wound, I finally got to look at him in his eyes. Never had I seen him stare at me so intently, and so I was intrigued.

You: *while padding down* “I can’t believe an accident is all it took to finally meet you.”

Clay: *tilts his head* “I’m not a conversationalist, or good with people.”

You: *chuckles* “That makes two of us.”


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I never spoke to her, not once. Now here I was getting nursed by her, what were the odds of that? Was this the world’s twisted way of giving me karma? Would this just end as bad as the last time? I let these thoughts run all over my mind as I stared at her. I looked at her as she finished padding down. I could see why people at school made such a big fuss about her. There was no denying that she was an attractive girl. She then searched for a band-aid, and when she found one, she started undoing it.

Clay: *raises eyebrows* “You? You’re not good with people?“

You: *smiles* “I prefer no contact. Just a few exceptions.”

Clay: *grins* “I don’t believe you.”

You: *patches him up* “It’s true. And look, you’re all good. I’d still go to see someone who actually knows what they’re doing.”

Clay: “Yeah sure, sounds good.”

You: “Don’t hurt yourself again, alright?”

Clay: *gets off from bed* “Ok. Well I should probably be on my way home.”

You: *get’s up* “You can, but you’re more than welcomed to stay.”

Her voice was soothing, and I couldn’t help to hear the hopefulness in her voice. Why was she acting this way around me? I felt my cheeks warm up a little and turned my head around quickly so she wouldn’t notice.

Clay: “Um my parents will probably start worrying about me, so I’ll just head out.”

You: *as he walks away* “I’ll see you around school.”


A few weeks have passed since I was nursed by [y/n]. I thought it was a bad idea, to get close to her. But through out the weeks I stopped to care. She’d choose to sit next to me during lunch and I didn’t mind. She never tried to impose and I never pushed her away. Sometime’s we’d talk, sometimes we’d just sit in silence. I let my anxiety slip away and eventually got close to her. And then, we had finally became friends.

During lunch time, Sky sat beside me and searched the table.

Sky: “Wow your girlfriend isn’t here?”

Clay: “She is not my girlfriend.”

Sky: “But you wish she was.” I fell silent and kept eating my food, “I’m sorry, did I say something wrong?” *smirks* “Didn’t picture you the popular type Jensen.”

Clay: *sighs* “ She is not… I don’t even know why I’m having the conversation with you.”

Sky: “Why don’t you stop being such a wuss and move on.”

Clay: *looks at her* “Do you even remember the last time? What happened when I got close to Hannah?”

Sky: “Oh yeah let’s all pity Clay. Please, the world didn’t revolve around Hannah Baker. She was high school kid with a shitty life and some issues, like the rest of us. Enough of her. It’s time for you to let go. If anyone should have a not so shitty life, it’s you.”

I took in a deep breath and let her words sink in. Oh the irony.

Clay: “Are you getting sappy with me? Did you just try to comfort me?” *laughs*

Sky: *dead serious stare* “Don’t make me regret this.”

Clay: “I heard you.”

Sky: “So what are you still doing here?”

It took me a second to realize what she was insinuating. I got up before she can can physically assault me and went to look for [y/n].


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The library always brought me some kind of peace where I can just manage all my thoughts. I had been invited by several people to Bryce’s party this evening. But I already had made other plans, a surprise actually. And parties weren’t really for me. I wondered though what it’d be like to go with Clay. To finally hold his hand and smile at each other like no one else was in the room. My heart fluttered to the idea but I pushed it away as I thought that would unlikely ever happen. Then I saw him come in the library, he scanned the whole room and smiled when he saw me. He approached me and pulled up a chair to sit beside me.

Clay: “Working on another assignment?”

You: *sighs* “Do they ever end?”

Clay: *smirks* “Do you need help?”

You: “I think I’ve got this, thanks.” *smiles*

I couldn’t help to see that he looked like he was trying to say something but couldn’t form the right words.

You: “Are you okay? You look a little shaken up.”

Clay: “You mean me? I’m fine.”

You: *shrugs* “Alright well did you hear Bryce is having a party tonight?”

Clay: *sarcastically* Yeah I actually heard. It’s not like the whole school knows.“

You: *grins* “Well I was invited by several people.”

Clay:  "So… does that mean you’re going?“

You: "Nah I’m not a party person, and Bryce is an ass. Besides we’ve got plans.”

Clay: *looks nervous* “Um so yeah about… *shakes his head* "Wait we have plans? I wasn’t aware.”

You: “Meet me at the Crestmont for seven. Don’t be late.” *bell rings* “Oh we should be heading to class.”

I packed up all my stuff and tried not to show my excitement as we both left the library. Later that evening I fixed myself a little and made my way to the Crestmont. I got the whole surprise ready, and waited patiently until he came.


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I rode my bike to the theater. I checked my phone and it was just 6:58. I wasn’t sure what to expect, after all the theater was closed tonight for renovation. I left my bike in the back where I knew no one would try to steal it. I came back to the front and there she was. She waved as she put a strand of hair behind her ear. I smiled back, admiring her.

You: *smiles widely* “You made it.”

Clay: *sarcastically* “Actually I had made other plans, but um, I decided to come here.” *shrugs*

You: *rolls eyes playfully* “Well come inside, I’ve got a great surprise.”

I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I followed her in. We walked towards the end of the theater where there was a room being unoccupied due to the renovation. She opened the door and I couldn’t believe it. The room was unfinished, the chairs were put but there was no big screen or curtains. The surround system was already installed but the walls were bland with no light, so it would’ve been completely dark if it weren’t for the light of the projector. Also the image it produced emitted enough light to recognize my surroundings. The projector was set in front of the soon to be large screen. It displayed a menu to play the movie, Lord of the Rings. I looked around the large room and paid attention towards a couple of seats behind the projector. I saw they were being occupied by bags of popcorn and candy. I looked over at her and couldn’t help but to grin like an idiot.

Clay: *surprised* “Wow, this is–”

You: *frowns* “Please don’t say too much.”

Clay: *shakes head* “No, this is pretty cool, but Lord of the Rings? You could have picked a movie we both would have enjoyed.”

You: *shocked* “Are you kidding me? Clay, I didn’t think you out of all people would make such an assumption.”

Clay: *grins* “Well I’m sorry for not knowing you’re a bigger nerd than me.”

You: *playfully elbows his side* “Don’t push it. And for your information, I love these movies. I even got the special edition with the extra content in the film. So it’s going to be a long movie.”

The answer surprised me, and I actually felt some weird feeling in my chest. I felt my nerves kick in and feel it in my stomach. She made her way to the seats and I followed. She picked up the bag of popcorn and I held the bag of skittles. We both sat down beside each other. She pulled out two bottles of ice tea from her bag and offered me one. I grabbed it and placed it in the cup holder. I thought about it, and this whole situation seemed too good for me. With every second I tried to calm myself. I didn’t deserve all of this, and maybe this is the world setting me up for my own self destruction. Or was Sky right and maybe, just maybe I might not have such a shitty life after all.

Clay: *laughs* “You’re still a big nerd. Who would have thought.”

You: “I’m full of secrets. Now let’s enjoy the next 3 hours and 46 minutes of pure greatness.”

She pulled out the remote for the projector and pressed play.


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And that’s what we did, we watched the entire film. Not one single word spoken between us, just the sharing of our snacks. I stared at him a couple of times because he finally looked comfortable. When he’d catch me staring, I’d look away embarrassed. Sometimes, I noticed he was watching me, and that made me a little nervous. At some point I felt tired and placed my head against his shoulder. I think he was taken back because at first he kind of jerked. But seconds after he relaxed.

The movie ended and I lifted my head. I took the remote and went back to the main menu of the movie. I didn’t want to turn it off because then there would be no light in the room. We had finished the popcorn, candy and the drinks so we put them together in one bag. I looked over to see his reaction and he had a neutral look.

You: “I’m sure you’ve seen this many times just like me.”

Clay: “You have no idea…” *looks up at you and looks at phone* “It’s getting late.”

You: “Yeah it is.”

There was an ongoing stare being engaged by both of us, and my heart actually started to race a little. It felt like none of us truly wanted to leave.

Clay: “Well… we can always stay. Actually I’ve got a good place we can hang.”

You: *tries not to sound too excited* “Okay well lead the way.”

I carried the trash outside the room while following him. I threw it away and I was right behind him. He took me up a flight of stairs, until he opened the door and I could feel the cold, fresh breeze hit my face. We were on the roof of the Crestmont. He then sat almost close to the ledge, in front of the building. I joined him and started looking up.

You: “Do you always come up here?”

Clay: “It’s kind of my hang out. When I’m on my lunch I always come up here. Brings me a sense of nostalgia.”

You: “Nostalgic about what?”

He looked at me and looked like he was hesitating. I didn’t want to put him in a difficult position. I guess I asked a hard question, because he started fidgeting with his hands. I didn’t want to pressure him into something he didn’t want to get into. So I put my hand over his and gave him a reassuring nod.

You: “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

He took a deep breath and started telling me the story of Hannah Baker. He cared about her; I could tell by the way he spoke about her. My heart fell while hearing everything that had happened to her. No person ever deserved that. I was able to tell Clay was the only person in her life that shed some light to the darkness she felt. Then he got to the part of the tapes, and clenched my fists of the idea Bryce raping any woman. And his friend Jeff dying, that I could tell was one of the hardest things for him. I encouraged him to keep going my giving his hand a squeeze. Then he looked down talking about his own tape. He didn’t even want to look at me. He was holding in so much guilt and shame; he didn’t think he did enough. I was almost tearing, but I gave his hand a little squeeze again when he was done.

You: “Why isn’t Bryce behind bars?”

Clay: “He’s got people covering his ass; he can basically get away with murder.”

You: “He essentially did, she deserves justice, both her and Jessica.”

Clay: *sighs* “I know but the story is a lot more complicated.”

You: “I see well I hope that son of a bitch does end up going to jail. I’m sorry about Hannah, and Jeff. They deserved better and seemed like really good people. Good to you.”

Clay: *looks at you* “Maybe, if Jessica finally realizes that she should go to the police about her rape. Honestly, sometimes I wish I could have been more involved. I wish I could have told Jeff to stay that night. I wish I could have seen that Hannah was slowly being destroyed by everyone around her. I could have helped her. She was crying for help and no one noticed.”

You: “By the sound of it, she had a lot to deal with it. And most people going through these types of issues would rather let their destruction hit them, like with Jess. And even if they wanted to get help, they don’t know how to approach people about it. So they hope someone might notice, and that person would approach them. And sadly, most of them times it’s not obvious. She made her choice. And in the end, you can’t save those who don’t want to be saved.”

Clay: *sighs* “I haven’t spoken about Hannah in a while.”

You: “It’s obvious you cared for her. And I think it’s really sweet that you have such great memories of her. Just never blame yourself for it. This wasn’t your fault.”

Clay: *looks at you* “Hannah was the first girl, well that I ever had strong feelings for. And I think that’s why it was so hard on me.”

I noticed a little tear coming out of the corner of his eye. I brought my hand to his cheek and wiped it off with my thumb.

You: “You loved her?”

He just nodded his head upon and looked down. I took my hand away from his face. It broke my heart to see him completely vulnerable. But he looked up, with some kind of determination in his face. He looked up at me and said something that surprised me.

Clay: “But I think it’s time for me to move on.”

I saw him take a quick glimpse at my lips and leaned in. I felt his soft lips against mine and my heart was slamming in my chest. I wasn’t expecting it after everything he had just told me. But it felt right, so right. I kissed him in back and wrapped my hands on the the back of his neck to bring him closer. Everything around me seemed to disappear. It was just me and him.

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I swallowed my nerves and went for the kiss. She put her hands on the back of my neck and drew me closer. All my nerves were replaced by adrenaline. I could feel the heat radiate from all over my body. I slipped my hands onto her waist and gave her hips a nice squeeze. I could hear a moan escape from under her breath. My heart started beating really fast. I realized that I was slowly pushing her towards the ground. I kissed her deeper, as she eventually ended up lying on the ground. She pressed her whole body against mine and that drove me crazy. Good crazy. My right hand traced the side of her body, outlining her curves. I got a panic feeling and stopped kissing her. She looked at me confused.

Clay: “I just want to make sure this is all okay with you.”

She looked at me with wonder in her eyes. She gave me light kiss on my lips and told me to get up. I got off her and we sat down again beside each other.

You: “So do I. Listen I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable with stuff like this.”

I looked at her for second before I kissed her; a slow, passionate kiss. In that moment, all I wanted was her. It wasn’t the time, and I still felt a bit anxious since the last time I kissed a girl.

Clay: “Just give me time.”

You: *grins and jokingly says* “Don’t make me wait too long alright?”

I chuckled as I gave her a light kiss. My heart was still racing from our intense kiss from before. She moved closer and put her head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around her waist and smiled at her.

Clay: “In truth, I don’t actually like change, but this change seems cool.”

I saw her smile while I placed a kiss on her forehead.


That is all I’m going to write or type… you know what I mean. This story doesn’t have an ending yet, but I feel the ending to this story will be different from the last. So I guess this is goodbye, for now.

See you soon,

Clay Jensen 🎧

anonymous asked:

Could you do a tutorial on yt or here on how you make your scrapbook style edits please!!! I'm desperate

since every scrapbook page is different and a lot of it is down to personal preference i figured i’d answer this by posting some resources and then my general tips/process under the cut! it’s photoshop specific since that’s what i use. if you were looking for something more specific then feel free to message me again :)

resources:

tips/process below!

note: this “tutorial” assumes you have basic photoshop knowledge but also explains(ish) some silly, fairly self-explanatory things. i also skip quite a few steps but that’s largely because there’s no one way to do anything when it comes to scrapbook pages.

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tea-ring  asked:

So an interesting new building is coming about, and I was wondering if you can answer some of the burning questions some people have. I sent a link to your Submit box. Enjoy. <3

The Big Bend concept created by Oiio Studio, is just that, a concept. The idea created some sexy images, I must admit, and is a great marketing ploy by the firm that created it but one that is at its source either misinformed or ignorant of how zoning laws work. Something that becomes clear in statements like “New York city’s zoning laws have created a peculiar set of tricks trough which developers try to maximize their property’s height in order to infuse it with the prestige of a high rise structure. But what if we substituted height with length? What if our buildings were long instead of tall?” That is why their website kind of makes fun at everyone else’s inability of thinking of it first instead of developing some hard facts about how to get it built.

Also, bottom line is that the cost of any speculative development structure needs to be justified by how much you can sell each square feet. You would probably get more return on your investment by having two independent towers on the same plot of land. 

Maybe I will be proven wrong, maybe I am sometimes to cynical, but wouldn’t any developer get the same amount of sellable area, at a lower construction cost, by making the floor plate twice as big and topping that building with a giant Dyson fan?

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I’m never going to get good with photoshop, but hey I tried *Shrugs* (This took me 2 weeks of confusion and frustration so I am not doing this again)

(PS: The similarity to Moana’s appearance is deliberate, in some mythologies you cannot look at a gods/spirits/whatevers true form so my head canon for Polynesian gods is that they appear as someone who could almost be a member of that person’s family, as that would be comforting/relaxing for the mortal they’re talking to. [Te Fiti herself bears noticeable striking resemblance to Moana])

Several people have made their own design for how they wished Maui looked, so here is Moana and my own design of Maui following my head canon. I made sure to ensure Maui isn’t completely thin, but I made sure he matched his mythological design. I’m not going to lie, as far as character designs go, Moana looks amazing. There are certain subtleties, such as an upper lip that is permanently pursed upward that distinguishes her from other Disney CGI heroines. In fact she actually looks like a sixteen year old girl, and amusingly enough, she has the biggest feet of any animated Disney heroine.

Totally not hating on Disney’s Maui (Humour wise, I think he’s totally cool), but I’ll admit that I’ve been a Māui fan-girl from the moment I met my friend Angel (Who is Hawaiian-Tahitian in origin) and started having sleepovers at her house and hearing her mother tell Polynesian legends, my favourite has always been Maui. What’s not to love about the archetypal trickster kupua of Polynesia? Nobody’s saying Maui, that most rascally and famous of the Polynesian kupua, isn’t strong. He beat the Sun into submission with nothing more than a jawbone and yanked the Hawaiian Islands out from the bottom of the ocean. So yes, Maui’s strong. But big? Eh, not so much. Maui’s got four older, bigger brothers, and he’s constantly hiding and sneaking around. He’s the youngest, and cheeky, so honestly, he’s not a big man. In Polynesian Mythology, Maui is a skinny, handsome lithe teenager on the verge of manhood.

In fact Angel confessed to me, after watching the teaser trailer, “I’m going to admit that because Dwayne the Rock Johnson was voicing Māui, I actually expected him to be hot?” I myself also expected that Māui would be beautiful. Not a stick figure thin blond Prince Charming beautiful, but beautiful in the way like the men in Angel’s family effortlessly are: i.e. Not all Polynesian men are large.  

As I’ve mentioned before Maui’s movie design was a let down, especially for someone who has grown up hearing the myths of Maui and knowing that he has a set out look that Disney simply dismissed. Disney made up for his design only by the fact that he is a such a strongly-developed character. Disney themselves mentioned that they designed Maui in a certain way so that people would know that he ‘was larger than life.’ Turns out they meant literally larger than life. 

It’s one thing to design someone larger than the stereotypical Disney Prince, but it’s another to design someone with the chest of a body builder, legs to short to be natural and biceps bigger than his co-stars waist. Despite what the ‘Oceanic Trust’ said, Maui was not Superman or Hercules. Besides it’s not the first time people have expressed dislike of a Disney characters appearance, I mean look at what people say about the Beast’s human form and others have redesigned him too.

Angel mentioned that she found it annoying that they’d designed Maui in a stereotypical 'Sidekick/Mentor’ design, you know from the moment you see him that he isn’t going to be Moana’s love interest. And we wondered what he’d look like if he didn’t have that set ‘Mentor’ design and instead looked like the teenager/young adult he really was in his stories, so I decided to make an image that looks a lot more realistic to his mythology than what they did in the movie, and in this design he lacks that 'round-mentor-not-a-love-interest’ look. 

It would’ve been cool if Disney designed him like this and still have Moana and Maui part ways with nothing more than a growing friendship (I’d love it if they made a tv series for Moana), that would send a great message to kids that not every Disney Princess falls in love with the hot guy she meets (You can have attractive friends and not date them), and it would be respectful to the mythology Disney was portraying, I mean, there is a reason why there was a massive backlash online last year when Disney released the character designs for Moana.

Thank you for taking the time to read this.

Here are some pictures of Maui I fished up (Makes me wonder if the ‘Oceanic Trust of Advisors’ actually bothered to see what Maui looked like):


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what i’m loving the most about this scene is that, despite the non-existent history between these two, emori and clarke create this very big contrast between each other: the one who wasn’t loved (emori) vs. the one who was loved (clarke), and the one who thinks they have no choice “you think i have a choice?” (emori) vs. the one who has realized that they always have a choice (clarke).

i love that clarke gets this very close view into emori’s life, because i always found it to be necessary for her to talk to someone on this level - more as an individual who gets to have a heart-to-heart, rather than a leader. it’s not just emori truthfully opening up in this scene about her experiences, insecurities and rage and other types of emotions, but also clarke, who is pushed into a rather sincere communication (if you look at things from her pov) which she initiates.

the things she shares with the audience and emori are so terrifyingly honest - e.g from the things she’s done as a leader and the fact that she can never understand what it feels like to be emori, to be truly alone; the conclusion she shares “but i do know what it feels like”, which harkens back to her first scene with abby where her mother tells her that “no. we have to make a choice” when clarke thinks they have no other choice than to just go along with whatever they need to do; the courage to embrace that truth about herself in these tiny steps; how the narrative highlights how she feels; and how her emotions in regards to her actions don’t even line up with the image of “the commander of death” that emori now places upon herself, because that title has always been less a descriptor of something clarke inherently is and more as something she’s perceived as due to what she has done. the writers make such good use of the “wanheda” image in this scene by poking holes into it, its pretty great imo.

and don’t even get me started on emori, i’m so down for that girl; she’s so different from any other character we’ve seen on this show so far - especially when you think of the things she was forced to do in order to survive, and how her view drastically sets itself apart from all the others in connection to those actions. anyone want a front-row seat for the time i express my weirdly endearing love for her? it’s for free, i promise. it makes all the more sense why she is so desperate on making this work out the way she planned it (not that i didn’t consider it before to be honest, but emori’s emotional expression put more truth into everything imo), and the twist is mind-freezing because it’s emori who propels the story into a whole new dimension for me, and you’ve got to have some serious talents in order to do that with a viewer like me, just saying, lol.

anyway. essentially this moment is functioning as such a great worst-case scenario for two characters who put themselves out there. it’s really fascinating.

i mean, i don’t even know what the point of this post is anymore, i’m kinda drifting. but i really love that clarke just gets to be clarke in this scene by creating a contrast to emori, who just gets to be really hardcore emori in this moment. their interaction creates such a great conflict in which you understand both.

anonymous asked:

Hello, yes, hi, I recently found your art and account and I love what you do. I'm turning 14 in April and I've asked for a drawing pad, but I have no idea how to use one as of yet. Have you got any tips or anything? Because I've wanted to try digital art for a while and your art makes me want to even more lmao. Thanks! - B.A.

BOI OH BOI DO I GOT SOME TIPS FOR U <3

(I’m not sure what kind of comp you’re going to be using, so I’ll list for both.)

FIRST: Drawing Programs; the free and the great.

-Firealpaca: Lightweight drawing program. I draw Recovery using this! It’s easy on the RAM if you have a weak comp/are paranoid about yours like I am, it is mainly for basic comic making, and has all the basic brushes you need (pen/pencil/airbrush/symmetry/etc). You can add your own brushes as well but they’re p basic settings. Has basic Animation/Gif making as well using Onion Mode! Layout is a piece of cake. Please note that If you leave it open for a week it’ll crash on you, even if you haven’t anything on it at the moment, and sometimes the brush sensitivity just stops working so you just have to close and then open it again. (Also I have no idea how to update it aside from deleting it completely and just downloading the new version from scratch, so thats a thing.) Mac/Windows

-MedibangPaint: This is basically FireAlpaca But Better. Has tons of screen tones, brush patterns, and tools. I don’t use it much because I’m used to FA’s layout and get confused with the the placement of tools in here, so if you can I highly suggest just going with this first. Also has basic animation/gif making! Has storage for the website as well, and you can upload more preset brushes. It’s v anime. This program has waaay more in terms of basically everything, so it just takes more RAM. NBD, you don’t have to have every brush downloaded from the storage ^u^. Mac/Windows

-Clip Studio Paint: Okay this one isn’t free, it’s a pricey one, HOWEVER once a year they take the price way fuckin down by at least 75%. Sign up for the email list and it’ll let you know when that precious day comes. It’s how I got it @u@, around christmastime? This program is basically MedibangPaint On Steroids. I do all of my digital-yet-tradition-style-painting on here! The brushes all have some neat af settings to play with, you can make your own brushes, has tons of screen tones, pre-made panels, and settings. You can save projects as basically anything you need, is a hardy program that almost never crashes, and It’ll take a nice chunk of space on your comp depending on how much memory you have but hey, its worth it. It’s much more complex layout-wise than the other two here, but you get used to it after playing around and watching tutorials haha.

-Mischief: It’s a 25$ app, has like four brushes and five layers only but is vector-based with an endless canvas. Not really worth having unless you like the vector thing. UP TO YOU. I spent forever with this one doing all that homestuck stuff, so it’s not really bad so much as it is a basic bitch. Mac

-MyPaint: I used this a bunch when I still did digital art on my windows laptop before I upgraded to a Mac. It’s easy on the comp and has plenty of brushes and settings. You can also get brush packages if you don’t feel like you have enough that comes with the program! Also has endless canvas; pretty sure you can just select an area and then export as is. I barely remember the rest but It’s pretty great. Windows/MacPorts(which I hate)

-GIMP: I hate this thing. I cannot figure it out for the life of me. It’s got loads of shit though, can handle layers, has plenty of brushes, and can do basic animation/gifs if you ever figure it out. Windows/mac

I’ve heard good things from paint tool SAI and Krita as well, but have never used them myself.

***You can always pay through the nose/use a student discount for the photoshop series and pay that shit monthly, those fuckers have literally everything, but I am a cheap college kid making minimum wage with a car payment; I’d rather just pay once/not at all.

TABLETS: treat that shit like a newborn babe 24/7

-I have literally only ever owned a Wacom Intuos4. It has lasted me six years, and at least five moves across many miles. I broke one of the cord ports the day I opened it by holding it wrong, have one left, and now treat it like it’s going to die if the cord moves badly. Please be aware that if you break both ports, you better either sodder it back together yourself or upgrade to smth else because it costs about as much as the tablet itself was bought at to be fixed. Good news, though, it comes with at least six extra pen nibs, has programable buttons on the side (that I have never bothered to use) and a scroll bar in case you’re too lazy to use the keyboard (…I don’t really use that either unless I’m just scrolling through tumblr LMFAO).

-I would die for a Cintiq.

HOT TIPS: its useful.

-most of the programs listed use the same keyboard shortcuts. MEMORIZE THEM. It’s pretty easy, since you’ll use em a lot. [cntrl/cmmd+T] lets you resize what you just drew on that layer, and [cntrl/cmmd+z] is undo. I use those the most, for obvious reasons.

-vector-based programs are pretty great because when you resize an image it looks prefect. You can’t do that with a program that isn’t, so I just resize the base roughdraft and draw the lineart again on the layer above so I don’t get weird JPEG quality lines.

-You can use a ruler with your tablet, just slap it on and go, but honestly most programs have settings for that. just use those.

-You can also trace stuff on your tablet, so long as the paper isn’t too thick. I just scan/take a photo and then open it up in the program, though. much easier.

-SAVE CONSTANTLY. Art programs like to crash on you, even when they’re hardy and you have a good comp. make it a habit to quick save your work.

-Use a desk and have good posture. You’ll be able to draw a hell of a lot longer if you do. I personally keep fucking up my knees by sitting on my legs as I work out of habit, and don’t actually have a desk chair. Keep your screen at eye level and at a fair distance to prevent eyestrain and also neck-strain haha

-Chances are you won’t be used to the tablet right away. Most places you buy from say it’ll take a couple of months to get used to how weird it is to draw while not looking at your own hand, so don’t be frustrated If your drawings look a bit off at first.

-if you draw at least one thing every day, by the end of the year you’ll have improved exponentially. I literally made this blog to make myself draw once a day.

-don’t be afraid to check out speedpaints and tutorials. It’s always good to get more familiar with the program you’re using and new techniques previously unconsidered.

-get familiar with clipping layers. They are insanely useful; you clip one layer to the one below and then when you draw it only shows up on the drawing of that layer below. Shit is a godsend if you’re bad at coloring in the lines/lazy. The bucket tool is also really useful, and you can adjust the expansion by pixel so you don’t miss anything between the lines.

-experiment with your brushes, shit be fun af

-warmup your wrists before and after drawing. prevent swollen veins and such. dont want hand pain/numbness, its reaaaaally bad.

—basically if your hands hurt stop for the day.

-PNGS are for internet, JPEGS are for printing/fucking with quality (cough hack homestuck)

-resolution doesn’t have to be much more than 350 dpi if its just going to be on a webpage. Maximize that shit if you’re going to be printing, though. Especially if you put stuff on redbubble.

-DeviantArt has this thing called Sta.sh where you can dump art, keep it in perfect quality and just share it with certain people with a link instead of all of the website. Great for storing commission pieces, its the only reason I have DA in the first place.

-you get a different audience depending on what site you use for posting art, so keep that in mind for the kind of feedback you want.

-after awhile of drawing using a tablet, you may lose patience/forget that in traditional art there isn’t an undo button lmfao It’s cool; you don’t have to choose one over the other or anything.

-Honestly you can work around almost anything. You just invent new ways and techniques for yourself and you’ll do just fine.

Aaaaand that’s all I got for today! Thanks for sticking around <3

anonymous asked:

Ficlet prompt? (If there's already a fic like this lemme know) but Dennis is questioning his sexuality and because Mac is out now, he asks if he can kiss Mac. Yikes it 3am, I'm depressed and starved of macdennis fics help

It was decided that Dennis would be the one to tell Mac that his scratcher was actually worth only $14 (“Your money bought it, you should be the one to tell him,” Dee had explained shiftily after Charlie and Frank ran off - for once, no one was eager to be the bearer of bad news and upset Mac, not on a day like this).

So Dennis sits on the steps in front of Dee’s apartment building, waiting for Mac to come home for the night. He’s probably at the Rainbow right now, Dennis thinks, surrounded by other men just like him, finding comfort in bulging arms and strong jawlines, sturdy pecs and muscular thighs. And doesn’t that sound lovely, being pressed up against a body just like his own, touched by someone who would know exactly where to put their hands?

Dennis sighs. This part of him - the part he usually likes to keep tampered down and filed away, deep into the recesses of his subconscious - has been incessantly loud in his thoughts lately. He’d even go as far as to say that it completely threw off his game with that beautiful cashier he’d tried to D.E.N.N.I.S. these past few weeks - Cassie? Casey? he doesn’t remember anymore. Usually there’s nothing quite like the thrill of demonstrating his value to a new girl to get him off, but his heart doesn’t seem to agree anymore. It hasn’t for quite some time.

“Dennis?” he hears above him, “What are you doing out here?”

He looks up to find Mac smiling down at him. He’s wearing that tacky mesh tank of his, and his chest underneath is sparkling with body glitter under the dim light of the lamppost nearby. Dennis can’t look away.

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Listen to Your Inner Hag

“Hag Magic is not just for old women. Symbolically, a hag is the third and final stage of the feminine side of anyone’s psychic development. She represents completeness and is a necessary step in self-realization. We can all access   our inner hag, regardless of age or sex.

Your inner hag is the rebellious, possibly cranky, and obstinate voice inside you that utters truths you would often rather not listen to.Start paying more attention to her. Offer her a bigger part in your life- If you dare!

Do you have fair-weather friends who seem to be taking advantage of you?Let your hag tell them what you really feel. You have nothing to lose. Has a family member asked for your advice about a relationship? Let your hag speak up- tell the truth  without being mean, even if the truth may hurt. The family member  will likely end up thanking you for it. But your hag already knows that. Often, when asked her opinion, a hag will reply with a truth-revealing question, such as, “Well, how would you like me to answer that?”

Exercises

The following are some  specific exercises and spells one can do to get in touch with and amplify one’s inner hag.

Take out the nine of swords from a deck of tarot cards. It depicts the end of a nightmare or overcoming the tests, and the moment of understanding. Spend time contemplating this card every day for seven days.

Visualize yourself standing before the most terrifying hag imaginable. She sets three tests for you. What are these? Imagine, in great detail and length, the hardships you encounter while attempting to pass these tests in order to reach your goal. Continue this visualization for as long as necessary to remove any blocks you have.

Create a shrine to the hag. Decorate it with images of cats, black dogs, skulls, cauldrons, and fire. Carve the triple goddess symbol into a black candle, but only burn this in darkness. Ask the hag for assistance in matters involving the psyche and the spirit.

Have a Hecate Supper at a three-way crossroads. Prepare a fine meal that includes fish, garlic, honey, lavender or rosemary, and whatever else you deem appropriate. After dark take this meal to a three way-crossroads somewhere quiet, perhaps out in there country. If weather and other conditions permit, sit down at the crossroads and dine with Hecate. Otherwise, leave the meal for her, plate and all and do not turn back. 

Spells

Plants of genus Artemisia can be put to use in calling on the hag. The Greek goddess Artemis, who sometimes assumes hag form, rules over magic, the psyche, and wild female nature. Soften a spring of wormwood or mugwort in a bottle of red wine, make a tea of dried mugwort or wormwood, or make or buy a bottle of absinthe. Take small sips of your chosen Artemisia beverage  while doing your spellwork. (Do not use any of these if you are pregnant!!!)

Spells invoking the hag can be done at the Full Moon or during the last quarter. Use only black or white candles, and focus on the image of a powerful, intuitive, old woman who is pleased to walk alone.”

- Witches’ datebook

Midheaven in Capricorn

Career Fields for the Capricorn Midheaven: Business, Education, Government, and Nonprofit

Arguably, the best Midheaven sign to have is the Capricorn Midheaven simply because it’s at home in the 10th House. The Capricorn Midheaven takes the lead all the time and they make sure of it. They are confident and ambitious in whatever they set their mind to and they truly do know what they’re capable of. They want the best for themselves and they will stop at nothing to get it. In their approach to the public life and their career, they aim to have a great reputation… almost spotless. Therefore, Capricorn Midheavens tend to be cautious in what they say or what they do in order to maintain an excellent image and reputation. They strive to be role models and usually they succeed.

Capricorn Midheavens should be careful to not get too carried away or lost in their career. They should be careful about becoming self absorbed or too into their public image. Someone with a Capricorn Midheaven prefers to work by themselves, a one-man job. They would much rather be their own boss, but they don’t mind starting from the bottom to get to the top eventually. Capricorn Midheavens are wise like that. They would also like to be respected, maybe feared, by their own peers and co-workers. They usually set great examples and expect others to take notes. Regardless of anything, the Capricorn Midheaven always makes a lasting impression.

Kitty Kisses

A birthday gift to one of my very amazing friends, @ladyserendipitous <3333 Hope it was an amazing day, you sparkling sandstone! This is written off of something you said about reveal by kitty kisses a week or so ago!

Summary: Marinette sees if Chat Noir’s cat tendencies extend to slow blinks, or, as she liked to call them, kitty kisses.

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It all started when the light of the sun began to fade, and the lights of the city began to illuminate the darkening sky. It had never been unusual for Marinette to be out past the the setting of the sun, for her parents understood her need for inspiration. So when she laid down on a bench in the park nearby her home, as she so often did, she hadn’t expected company.

A dark figure had leaped from the rooftops and landed nearby her, thankfully not startling her because she’d already been tracking its movements from some distance away. She gave him a nod of acknowledgement before returning her attention to the landscape of her city.

Chat Noir didn’t speak right away, but instead sat in front of the bench and settled himself so that his head tilted back, pressing into Marinette’s arm. He watched the city with her, enjoying the moment of peaceful calm that had fallen over Paris. Even with the comfortable silence, Chat couldn’t keep from talking any longer.

“You’re out pretty late, Marinette,” he commented, going the route of obvious observations.

She hummed in response, tracing the lines of the buildings with her eyes. When she finally spoke, her voice was quiet in a way that perfectly matched the atmosphere of the city. “I have art block. This usually helps.”

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Death of a Bachelor

I don’t know what I’m doing, but I’m writing fic again so hi, have some Klaine AU happenings based on The Bachelor!

Rated PG… for now. Butts later.


Chapter 1


“You did what?”

“Come on, Blainey Squirt boy. It’ll be fun!”

Blaine grimaced as his older brother rambled into his ear over the phone. Every week they tried to set up at least one time and day to chat and stay in touch with each other’s lives, but Cooper, as always, had derailed that. It was six o’clock on a Thursday morning—Blaine’s one day off this week.

“Look, I had a blast when I was on The Bachelorette. Made a lot of friends, got to go all over the place on really fancy dates. It was great for my image, too. That’s how I got the recurring spot on The Young and the Restless. They’re talking about making me a regular!”

“Didn’t they kill you off last month?”

“That’s not the point. Everyone comes back to life on those shows.”

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anonymous asked:

while Poe was beaten and then simply tortured by Kylo, Rey was mind probed and not beaten, while mind probing is painful Kylo wasn't causing her pain to get answers he actually says in novelisation he will try to do it as pain free as possible but he needs the information so he will get it on way or another I just don't see how this comparison is missed on some people. What else other than the fact Kylo has compassion for Rey could they be setting up there?

They absolutely wanted people to compare those scenes, and Kylo’s treatment of his respective prisoners. There is a world of difference between this:

And this:

I’m not going to go into the nitty-gritty here, since I think just these images alone form a great contrast - for Poe’s interrogation, the room is bathed in darkness and Kylo is a wraith-like figure, hardly visible in the shadows. For Rey’s interrogation, Rey herself emanates light and Kylo crouches low to behold her as if he’s paying homage. 

This isn’t to say that Rey’s interrogation is okay or pleasant (it’s transparently neither), but it is to say that the scenes take the same act (of interrogation) and use two different depictions of it to convey character dynamics in the strongest way possible. Kylo displays nothing but contempt and menace towards Poe, but is fascinated and reverent with Rey. The strangeness of his behaviour with Rey is accentuated by the fact that we have previously seen what we presume to be his normal interrogator shtick with Poe.

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After proving themselves popular at Texas hip-hop label Rap-A-Lot (great name! Really tells you what they’re about), brothers Aaron and Shawn Brauch set out on their own in 1992. Aaron was a Mensa-card-carrying MBA graduate from Cornell; Shawn held multiple design degrees and loved to scuba dive, a tidbit which is important here because only oxygen deprivation can adequately explain the top image above.

Over the next 11 years, the duo served as many as 8,000 clients, producing a staggering 19,180 album covers. They mastered the art of taking everything a rapper had ever mentioned in history – Bentleys, bling, honeys, cash, bears(?) – and jamming it all onto a single album cover.

The firm worked with some of the biggest names in the business – Snoop Dogg, Master P, Mystikal, and Lil Wayne, to name a few – and their influence is apparent even today: When Wiz Khalifa unveiled the cover of his 2015 album Talk About It In The Morning, the homage couldn’t have been clearer had it been carved entirely from diamond. Which it arguably was.

5 People You’re A Huge Fan Of Without Realizing It

so I’ve been thinking about whether there can be said to be utility to richard spencer getting punched in the face (beyond the pure satisfaction of him getting punched in the face, and even other than ‘if he’s getting punched in the face he’s not talking’ which is a fair point also) and I think there’s something to be said for the way it punches (haha) a hole in the way that nazis/”the alt-right” like to present themselves - and how they appear to others.

like - richard spencer said he was worried about becoming “the new meme” and I think that speaks to the idea I’m getting at here: nazis might be a cultural shorthand for evil but sometimes they’re also perceived as cool, slick, effective and I think that’s something the alt-right is trying to do - make themselves look like badasses. 

and no one looks like a badass when they’re getting punched in the face. they look stupid. that’s just a fact. 

richard spencer getting punched in the face immediately redirects everything from “richard spencer, cool slick nazi dude” to “richard spencer, that dude who got punched in the face” and for anyone looking at that, it puts a definite damper on any “cool factor” that people may want to think he has. 

so what I’m saying is: punching richard spencer in the face is a potentially great way to deflate his ~slick and cool~ image and make him that guy whose face-punching got set to “mm whatcha say”, a la an snl skit.

17th of Tammuz

The 17th of Tammuz is a fast day commemorating the fall of Jerusalem, prior to the destruction of the Holy Temple. This also marks the beginning of a 3-week national period of mourning, leading up to Tisha B'Av.

The 17th of Tammuz is the first of four fast days mentioned in the prophets. The purpose of a fast day is to awaken our sense of loss over the destroyed Temple – and the subsequent Jewish journey into exile.

Agonizing over these events is meant to help us conquer those spiritual deficiencies which brought about these tragic events. Through the process of “Teshuva” – self-introspection and a commitment to improve – we have the power to transform tragedy into joy. In fact, the Talmud says that after the future redemption of Israel and the rebuilding of the Temple, these fast days will be re-dedicated as days of rejoicing and festivity. For as the prophet Zechariah says: the 17th of Tammuz will become a day of “joy to the House of Judah, and gladness and cheerful feasts.”

What Happened on the 17th of Tammuz?

Five great catastrophes occurred in Jewish history on the 17th of Tammuz:

  1. Moses broke the tablets at Mount Sinai – in response to the sin of the Golden Calf.
  2. The daily offerings in the First Temple were suspended during the siege of Jerusalem, after the Kohanim could no longer obtain animals.
  3. Jerusalem’s walls were breached, prior to the destruction of the Second Temple in 70 CE.
  4. Prior to the Great Revolt, the Roman general Apostamos burned a Torah scroll – setting a precedent for the horrifying burning of Jewish books throughout the centuries.
  5. An idolatrous image was placed in the Sanctuary of the Holy Temple – a brazen act of blasphemy and desecration.

(Originally, the fast was observed on the Ninth of Tammuz since that was the day Jerusalem fell prior to the destruction of the First Temple in 586 BCE. However, after Jerusalem fell on the 17th of Tammuz – prior to the destruction of the Second Temple – the Sages decided upon a combined observance for both tragedies, the 17th of Tammuz.)

How Do We Observe the 17th of Tammuz?

  1. No eating or drinking is permitted from the break of dawn, until dusk.
  2. Pregnant and nursing women – and others whose health would be adversely affected – are exempted from the fast.
  3. Should the day coincide with Shabbat, the fast is delayed until Sunday.
  4. Bathing, anointing, and wearing leather shoes are all permissible.
  5. The “Aneinu” prayer is inserted into the Amidah of Shacharis and Mincha by the chazan. Individuals insert it in Mincha only.
  6. Slichos and “Avinu Malkeinu” are recited.
  7. Exodus 32:11, in which the “13 Attributes of Mercy” are mentioned, is read at both the morning and afternoon services.
  8. Isaiah 55:6 – 56:8, which discusses the renewal of the Temple service, is read as the Haftorah at the Mincha service.