which is not acceptable

Acceptance Speech

Summary: (Modern!AU) In which Bucky uses his time on stage at the Oscars to let the world in on a secret he’s been keeping for more than two years.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 2,217

A/N: Happiest of happy birthdays to my twin, @imaginingbucky . You are a queen and I adore you with every single ounce of my being. I know how much you love award shows, so I hope you enjoy this too.

Originally posted by hothothotgg

Bucky feels like a nervous teenager as he sits in the backseat of a stretch limousine, waiting to arrive at his destination. His hands are clammy, his heart is beating too quickly and he can’t stop tapping his foot on the floor. After six years in the acting business, he shouldn’t feel this way. He’s attended more than his fair share of award shows to know all kinds of techniques to keep any concerns at bay. Yet here he is trying his hardest not to hyperventilate and hold his water bottle without spilling it all over his expensive suit. He’d never hear the end of it from his stylist if he did.

“Looking forward to the show tonight?” Vision asks, momentarily catching Bucky’s gaze in the rear view mirror.

Bucky pulls at the collar of his shirt before shifting slightly. Usually this backseat offers him the comfort he needs, no matter how he’s feeling. Today he might as well be sitting on rocks. “Yeah.”

“You don’t sound it,” Viz observes, as he makes a right turn down a side street. He’s an expert at getting you where you need to go while also avoiding all of the LA traffic. “Is it because you’re up for ‘Best Actor in a Leading Role’?”

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Can we all just take a moment to appreciate the gift that is Trixie Franklin, who:

  • Is able to say no even when a drink is pushed into her hand
  • Is not only holding down an incredibly stressful job, but also being absolutely amazing at it and being a wonderful support to her friends/colleagues
  • Does not go on drunken, destructive rampages
  • Is not ruining her loved ones’ lives with her addiction- correct me if I’m wrong but the worst thing that’s happened because of it was that time Barbara had to cover her shift, and that was the point when Trixie clearly realised things were getting out of hand, which leads me to:
  • Accepted that she had a problem without anyone holding her down and staging an intervention
  • Is neither ashamed of nor defined by her addiction
  • Is living a happy, healthy and fulfilling life

Because if you’re fighting addiction (or to some extent, if your loved one is), it can be really hard to see a positive future where you can actually win. And when all you see are characters with addictions who are selfish, unemployable trainwrecks who make their loved ones miserable and who always give in eventually, it’s even harder to have hope. The show never lies about how hard it is, how much Trixie must struggle when she’s put in the way of temptation, but she does it. And she’s alright. And so I am very grateful for this beautiful, beautiful woman who presents an image of hope when it’s so easy to think that having an addiction means it’s all over

(NB: this is in no way intended as a criticism of people with addictions, it’s a criticism of TV shows repeatedly showing alcoholics and drug addicts as all-consuming and destructive, never showing them manage to overcome their addiction and live happily ever after. And a shout of to the CTM writers, and Helen George, for showing that recovery is possible and that you shouldn’t lose hope)

“You are sick.” Leliana says, handing Solona the cup of medicinal tea that she’d ask Morrigan to brew. The witch had cocked an eyebrow, but thankfully, that was all she had offered in snark, which Leliana was more than happy to accept compared to the apostate’s usual demeanor where she was concerned.

“I’m not sick.” Solona says, but she takes the cup regardless and sniffs at it. It doesn’t smell nice, and it’s green. She frowns at it, and then looks up at Leliana, still frowning, as if questioning what it was.

“It will help.” The bard says, but there’s a bemused tone to her voice that makes Solona wonder just how much it will help.

“But I’m not-” The mage’s protest is timely interrupted by a highly chesty cough that wracks her body, she pats her chest afterwards, as if that will somehow help the burning ache left over from the fit go away. She ignores Leliana’s head shake, eye roll and quizzical look and blows cool air to the liquid in front of her, creating tiny waves atop of the surface.

“Please, do continue.” Leliana says, amusement in her voice but habitually she reaches out and brushes loose dark hair behind one of Solona’s ears, seeking to comfort her. The Warden has enough burdens, enough aches and pains and injuries that are still healing without adding a common illness to it.

“Sick.” The Warden finishes, shooting her a glare, but she smiles a little afterwards from the corner of her mouth. Maybe protesting her obvious illness wasn’t the best idea, or even successful, but she didn’t want to slow the others down. Besides, it was probably just a leftover lingering cold from the chill weather and atmosphere of Haven.

Leliana narrows her own eyes, pressing the back of her hand to Solona’s forehand. “Clammy.” She says. “You are getting a fever.” She takes her hand away and sighs, looking up above Solona’s head at the others that are setting up their camp for night. “We can manage here a couple of days. There’s enough game in the woods.”

Solona shakes her head, taking a sip from the cup and pulling a face afterwards. She sticks her tongue out with a disgusted noise. “We don’t need to stay, I’m fine.”

“You say that now.” The bard responds. “It might get worse. We shall see in the morning, yes?”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No?”

Leliana arches an eyebrow. “Yes.” She says pointedly and that’s the end of the argument. Solona doesn’t respond further, she just shivers and continues to sip the horrific tasting liquid.


Solona wakes up shivering in the middle of night, claiming she is burning hot but when Leliana touches a hand to her forehead again she’s freezing. Leliana wakes Wynne up reluctantly, whispering apologies the entire way back to her tent. The elder mage waves her hand dismissively, she is there to heal, after all.

“Solona?” Wynne says, kneeling down beside the younger mage. Solona mumbles a response that’s unintelligible. Wynne touches her palm to Solona’s forehead and looks up at Leliana, who is stood in the opening of the tent with the flap pulled back in her hand. She’s a little worried, she’s always got overly concerned when people she cares for are plagued with illness.  

“She’ll be fine. She did take an arrow to the shoulder and a blade to her side and still lived to see another day, after all. It’s just a fever, but you were right. We should stay here tomorrow, at the least. I shall ease her pain a little, however.”

Leliana nods as Wynne speaks and she watches her turn back to Solona, a soft, calming green light pulses from the palm resting against the Warden’s forehead. Solona gives a small moan after a while, and seems to become less restless, which eases Leliana’s worries a small amount.

Wynne stands up, giving Leliana a small smile and squeezing her shoulder lightly before retreating back to her own tent. With a soft sigh the bard allows the tent to close behind her, fastening the buckles shut in an attempt to keep the chill out. Eventually, after removing her boots she settles down under the furs again and just looks over at the Warden in the low light provided by the dwindling camp fire outside that Alistair was sat watch at.

“You can say it.” Solona whispers after a while.

“Say what?” Leliana asks.

“’I told you so.’”

Leliana laughs a little and pulls Solona into her arms. “Do I need to?” Pressing a chaste kiss atop of her head.

“No. I guess not.” The Warden mumbles, she pulls back a little, giving Leliana a weak smile. Leliana returns it before kisses her softly, to which Solona responds to by pulling away, shaking her head vehemently.

“Don’t want you to get sick.” She mutters, settling back into Leliana.

“Hush.” The bard responds.


They stay in camp the next day and it allows everyone to recuperate a little, especially the Warden who improves enough to move on the day after. It’s when they set up camp that night, however, and when Leliana is retelling Solona a story of the time when she served tea in a brothel that she interrupts her own tale with a chesty cough, exactly as Solona had days prior. The Warden can’t help but laugh and afterwards she ruffles Leliana’s hair gently.

“I’ll get you some of that tea, yeah?”

Leliana groans in response, burying her head in her hands, feeling like the Maker is personally mocking her.

darkohexar replied to your post “i like art positivity and i like positivity thats like “all art is…”

That’s a good way to look at it - we all have different ways of growing as artists, and it would be sad to limit ourselves because “this is how you SHOULD see your art”. I’m still not 100% sure what path to go down with art, because I’m pretty okay with sharing what I draw but I also know I’m rather bad at drawing characters (which is what people generally like the best!), but I HAVE to accept drawing a bunch of ugly characters before drawing them well…

But I digress about all that - thanks for the cool little write-up!

self-perception is just one of those big art struggles that’s hard to deal with because yeah exactly, we all grow differently, and we all see our art differently. it’s like art style but for how bad you feel about your art at any given time lol. 

i mean first and foremost id say dont worry about what other people like, do the art that you like. that said tho, hey, aint nothin wrong with ugly characters (some of the best designs ive seen are the ones that shy away from conventional attractiveness). and anyways, improvement comes when you keep working at it! just gotta keep chugging along with drawing, and eventually you’ll start getting the character the way you like them (but might have to shave them along the way).

sean was pretty much my first major oc that i not only kept around, but actually used. a lot of my growth as an artist (and especially a human artist) was during those 2-3 years of actively drawing him, so he’s probably my best personal example i can provide. started out top left with the one design i could really draw, and then kept drawing and sketching and tweaking his design over the course of the years until i got to something i was more content with. 

its super frustrating when characters arent looking how you want at first, but its so worth it when you finally reach that satisfying “this is it” feeling. just keep at it!

  • me: 1984 is an overrated book and george orwell is a hack
  • Trump Presidency, Day 3: Openly declaring objective truths that we can see with our own eyes to be invalid and 'dishonest', 'alternative facts', already went after a twitter account for sharing pictures of the inauguration that did not comply with the bullshit they made up.
  • me: The party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command… and if all others accepted the lie, which the party imposed, if all records told the same tale, then the lie passed into history and became truth.
Viktor Nikiforov is the dork we love.

My favourite Viktor moments are when he is an adorable idiot.

I love exploring Viktor’s character because despite being the most senior character among the skaters and being seen as the one to chase and look up to, this boy truly does a lot of stupid things. To be fair, 27 is still quite young. It’s a shitty age when everyone plus their dog seems to think you know what you are doing except you. I can tell you all the weird decisions and unnecessary drama people have and get into at 27, but then this post will never end.

Now, we know about the whole banquet fiasco and the whole impulsively flying to Japan arms open, dick out thing, not to mention the whole car park “let’s shatter his heart” shenanigans, but I also have these screencaps stewing for maybe a month in my phone because I remember I was rewatching the show and these just made me go, “Oh, Viktor.”

Okay, so we know Hot Springs on Ice all started with Viktor’s idea…

…to which Yurio gamely accepts the challenge and issues his own (while Yuuri adorably panics in the background like the puppy he is)…

…which Viktor also accepts.

Look at him all excited.

Here, though, is where Viktor gets himself in trouble:

He’s been riling Yurio up the entire morning that the kid just up and threw a tantrum and demanded this prize. But then, no problem, since it’s not like Viktor had to accept or anything–

Yuuri’s face when Viktor agreed, though.

*sigh* Same, Yuuri. Same.

It seems that it’s not until later that Viktor realises the trouble he put himself in. At this point, we didn’t know yet just how invested Viktor was in Yuuri Katsuki (i.e., very invested and nursing a weird kind of crush, probably) and how important it is that he doesn’t coach just anyone, but Yuuri Katsuki only. How ever good Yuuri could potentially be, however, there was still a big chance that he could actually lose to Yurio. Yuuri sometimes choked during competition. Yurio, on the other hand, was the juniors gold medallist. There was a very real possibility that Yurio would win and Viktor to have to go back to Russia.

Having realised this, Viktor then began to sport this face:

Yeah, tell me about it.

This is Viktor during Yurio’s performance:

At this point, Viktor didn’t know yet that Yuuri had a breakthrough on his Eros performance. As far as he knew, Yurio was the one who found his Agape. While Yurio’s performance was not perfect, he was doing well enough. But Viktor does not want to go back to Russia. He wants to stay in Japan and get to know Yuuri Katsuki. He can choreograph for another skater, sure, but he does NOT want to be Yuri Plisetsky’s coach.

That, right there, is what Viktor Nikiforov looks like when he knows he is in very deep shit.

What’s interesting though is that these expressions were not really blatantly pointed out in the show. No one notices this, and Viktor just stands in his corner looking like that. With what knowledge we had at episode 3, we don’t know, maybe he just looks thoughtful because Viktor Nikiforov is just a mysterious character. Lol, but rewatching this after season 1 is over?

Yeah, Viktor. Because of you, for about an entire episode, we were in danger of never having the events that would lead to the kiss at the Cup of China, the exchange of rings in Barcelona, and the glorious masterpiece that is Yuuri’s record-breaking free skate. Viktor, Viktor, Viktor… sometimes just… *facepalm*

Thankfully, Yuuri DID find his Eros at the last minute, wins the competition, and consequently saves Viktor’s gorgeous but impulsive arse and gives us the wonderful events of season 1. Thank you, Yuuri! ♡

Lol, look at how happy and relieved this dork is:

There he is, ladies and gentlemen, our Viktor Nikiforov - king of impulsive decisions. For a long time we thought he was such a mysterious character. Now, we just… wtf, we know him better and we love him very much, but sometimes

Viktor, no. For fuck’s sake.

*sigh* Same, Yuuri. Same.

Bonus: Viktor during Yuuri’s Eros performance. He probably realised he’s safe at this point, and I bet he was enthralled again, and possibly getting turned on by Yuuri Katsuki falling in love again.

Oh, Viktor.

Omfg I am part of an LGBT book club in my uni and today we were discussing the lack of happy, fluffy stories about gay couples which don’t center around accepting your sexuality and coming out or homophobia and one of the girls eventually went “Okay, you might hate me for this because it’s not a book, but there is an anime-”

And another girl cut her off and went “Don’t tell me - Yuri on Ice?” And then they immediately started screaming and gushing over how good it was, how it was everything we wanted (especially in context of how there weren’t enough happy stories where the characters just happen to be gay and in a gay relationship) and I quickly joined in and squealed about it with them.

We ended up recommending it to the other people and the president of the book club agreed to watch it and was excited to check it out.

So yeah, Yuri on Ice is now helping me meet new people in uni, and helping me find people who loved it as much as I did in real life. I already thought its impact was amazing, but wow it never stops surprising me.

about galra Keith

so does anyone else see Keith being galra as a little bit of a metaphor for being gay?? I mean it’s something he thought about for a while, but could only recently put a name on (which is similar to my experience). Some people didnt accept him at first, namely Allura. 

He also has some quotes that a lot of gay people can relate to, specifically “I didn’t just turn galra!” which is really similar to the “i didn’t just turn gay.“ When Keith rescues a soldier in episode 9 and that soldier turns out to be galra, Hunk asks “so do you all just know each other?” which i thought was really funny because keith’s face afterward was a face i had both made and seen when asked the same question about being gay.

all in all i related to keith’s experience figuring out that he was galra a lot related to my own experience finding out i was gay

Some anons asked for Xros Wars! Lapidot and I couldn’t say no :3c so here a redraw from a scene from ep 50~

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Link and Link by the fire

I had this idea in my mind since forever but now @lozarts is hosting a thing so I thought why not do it now :D

painting this was tons of fun :3


Comission info :)

anonymous asked:

Honestly if pyro turns out to be anything other than a sentient giant balloonicorn I'm gonna be low key disappointed

Now that is a truly magical headcanon I could believe in.

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turn off the lights (2011) vs. la devotee (2015)

yoiweek2017 || Day 4: The Inferno

Option C: Anything focusing on emotions → Life and Love

“When I get away from skating, two L words come to mind, Life and Love. I’ve been neglecting both for over twenty years.”

“Yuri, you may not realize this, but many others besides me got their L words from you.”

My idea for this piece is that Victor dropped the umbrella, which represents the feelings that were being repressed for many years, and accepted Yuri’s love

arrow season 2: here is your black canary

arrow season 3: nvm here is the REAL black canary

arrow season 4: HERE is your NEW black canary

arrow season 5: nvm HERE is the REAL NEW black canary

me:

  • friend: i made this new friend recently and we're getting along so well!!!
  • me, externally: wow, thats great!
  • me, internally: wow, thats great, from what you just said i can obviously tell you are having a much better time with them than you ever had with me and you dont need me anymore, i am a burden and i should never talk to you again

Tbh idk if Keith is actually gonna end up piloting the black lion? Because if he was, based on a narrative’s POV, it doesn’t really make much sense to put so much emphasis on Keith and Red’s bond in season 2 just to turn around and shove Keith into the black lion season 3. There is obviously a reason why the writers chose to show how close Red and Keith are. Either it’s just setting Keith up for an angsty “I have to leave my lion and we’re really sad :(” plot or Red is just gonna flat out reject the idea of Keith leaving them. And personally, I think it’s gonna be the latter. Red’s trust is really hard to earn, which makes me think that they wouldn’t he as willing to accept any other pilot except the one that they’ve grown attached to.