Grandpa: “You do know what a trap card is, don’t
Joey: “yeah, uh…kinda…uh…I have no idea.”
Tea: I’ve given this friendship speech a thousand times already. Hasn’t it sunk
Joey: Now why does all these weird stuff always happen to us? (Yugi silent) You
hava gotta to admit, it’s true.
Yugi: “Let’s just sit here, put our heads together and think.”
Tristan: “Just remember one of those heads is Joey’s so that’s like
subtracting one mind.”
Joey: “Ha ha. Very funny Tristan.”
Tristan: “Don’t worry, we still have my Great Outdoor survival
Joey: “G'head, Tristan, eat all the pages ya like.”
Mai: “I’m no cartoon expert, but exploding volcano biceps? That’s bad,
Yugi: “Wow, there’s chips …”
Joey: “Dibs on the chips.”
Yugi: “Candy bars …”
Joey: “Dibs on the candy bars.”
Yugi: “Fruit …” (silence)
Joey: “Dibs on the soda.”
Yugi: “Uhh … Joey … I don’t think you should be cooking the candy bars
Joey: “Back off! I know what I’m doing!”
Yami Bakura: “Present day humans are so fun to terrorize, don’t you
Tristan: “No I don’t, but then again I am a present day human. What the
heck are you?”
Yami Marik: “Let’s check the damage, and cause some more.”
Yami Marik: “I will not be destroyed!” (guess what happens 10 seconds later)
designed this game has a thing for walking into bright light. Tristan: Well you
got to admit, it is quite dramatic.
Rex: “Does the grim reaper know you’ve raided his wardrobe?”
Rex: “Note to self, seatbelts were invented for a reason.”
Rex: That card is useless to you!(Joey reveals
Hermos) (Shaken) That, on the other hand, might help you…
Weevil: “Name the last time one of my ideas didn’t work!”
Rex: “Every time! Just once I’d like to get my revenge without looking
like a dork!”
Tristan: (about Duke’s driving) “Maybe we’re safer on foot.”
Joey: “Give me a piggyback, and you got a deal.”
Tristan: “Are you sure that’s Atlantis?”
Joey: “Hmm, big ancient city looking thing rising out of the ocean? Yeah,
looks about right.”
Kaiba: “Don’t you have someone else to annoy?”
Joey: “No, not at the moment.”
Joey: “I’m sure there’s some other folk trying to take over the world back
Tristan: “You know, the scary thing is he’s probably right.”
Joey: Are we goin’ or what? Kaiba: What do you think, genius? Joey: I’m detectin’ some sarcasm, rich boy. Kaiba: Really?
Joey: [panting while carrying Rex] Why…are we…carrying
this guy…that we don’t even like…all over civilization?
Tristan: Because we’re the good guys.
Joey: So Yugi, about that Underdog card… you said it reminds you of
Yami: [surprised] I did? Yes, well…Um, [to Yugi] a little help here? [winks
switches with a blushing Yugi]
Yugi: Huh?…Oh, that’s real mature, Pharaoh! [Still blushing and Sees Joey]
Joey: [Playfully locks Yugi’s head in his arms] So, Yuge, everyone else seems
to think that Underdog card reminds you of me.
Yugi: Well, um, let me put this in the best way possible, [^^ and fingers
><] the card reminded me of you because when the odds are against you, you always pulls
Tristan: I can see it on your business cards right now, Joey Wheeler, Executive
Joey: [angered] Hey!!
Kaiba: Any duelist late for registration will be disqualified. Mokuba, make
Joey: Hey! I know an insult when I hear one! Look at me when I’m yelling at
Tristan: Don’t worry about it, Joey! This tournament was just a cheap way for
Kaiba to promote Kaibaland!
Mokuba: [raises his fist] You know I’m standin’ right here, right?!
Yugi: "Is that a Blue Eyes arena?”
Joey: “We’re not dealing with normal people here.”
Duke: “No, we’re not.”
Ziegfried:(summons 3 goddesses) “Now it’s one underdog against three divas.”
Joey: “You mean four divas.”
::Slifer the sky dragon emerges from the palace, following Pharaoh Atem and Bakura::
Bombasa: “And that is a big, red dragon!”
Joey: “This sort of thing used to surprise me, but now … not so
Yugi: (running for his poor dear life)
Tristan and Joey: (in unison) “Yugi!?”
Yugi: (runs past them) “TALK LATER! RUN NOW!”
Joey: “What’s with him?” (He and Tristan turn around to see a gang
of mummies running towards them)
Tristan and Joey: “ZOINKS!” (Both run away)
Pegasus: “What did I do to inspire such hatred?”
Kaiba: “It’s a long list, and I don’t have a lot of time.”
Pegasus: Anubis is gone. No one could return from a defeat so thoroughly devastating
as that!! Well … no one but Kaiba that is … I’m sorry, did I say that out loud?
Kaiba: When are you geeks gonna stop giving that lame
friendship speech? Tristan: I’d say… when you stop pretending everything’s a magic trick.
Tristan: (After the tomb collapsed) So this is
the end? Feels weird. Joey: Yeah. Seto: What were you geeks expecting? Joey: Fireworks, sappy music, something… At least make up one of your
wrap-up speeches, Yug. Yugi: Well, sometimes the end of one adventure is the beginning of another. Joey: Ahh, much better.
Everyone’s saying it’s either YD or WD that shattered Pink Diamond but i present to you THE REAL CULPRIT
dun dun DUN
My theory is that Pink was saying some stuff maybe how the rebels might be right and Blue wasn’t having it. Pink was still new so relatively a whole lot weaker than Blue and in a burst of outrage Blue ACCIDENTALLY shattered Pink Diamond.
Blue was DEVASTATED and overcome with both guilt and loss she couldn’t take it so her gal pal
couldn’t stand to see her beat herself up over it so what does she do????
She finds a way to wipe Blue’s memory and blames it all on Rose Quartz and the rebellion!
The reason Yellow overreacts when accused is that if the idea of a Diamond shattering Pink lingers in Blue’s head the memories might come back and she’d feel 462732364928732x worse!
That’s why Yellow wants to get it over with and have Rose Quartz executed so there’ll be nothing left to trigger those memories rising again.
That’s my theory, do you agree? yes? no? maybe so?
I’m not sure where to begin, to be quite honest. I just found out that apparently there is a chapter 18 despite everyone thinking there’d be a break after 17 and of course I instantly read it. Now me being my obsessive, overexcited self instantly went into the tag to see what kind of funny shit this precious fandom came up with this time only to be…well disappointed is such a hard word but I kind of am. Not because the jokes were repetitive (they were, but that is not the point) but because the fandom seems to be split in two entirely and I don’t understand why? Or why people have the need to constantly shade one another. Anyway, feel free to ignore this, but I’m going to voice some of my (probably unpopular) opinions.
1) Ji eun is a major bitch and I do not understand why people are glorifying her for punching Sangwoo in the face like she is some sort of hero. She didn’t do it for Yoonbum, but to save her own skin. It also didn’t show guts or anything, just her will to live. I wanna bet that all the girls he chopped off before her tried much the same. Nothing special, moving on.
2) That being said, she most certainly is not a bitch for offering to have sex with Yoobum. In a situation like this, live or die, every last one of us would probably offer much more than sex, trust me on this one. Nothing is more precious than survival, it’s in our DNA to do our best. That being said, she is still a bitch for offering to basically RAPE Yoobum to safe her own skin. Bitch is selfish, not a hero. Yoobum obviously wasn’t down for the idea of getting fucked by her.
3) I really do not understand how people are still surprised that most of the fandom ships Sangwoo and Yoobum. Nor why people are surprised that most of the fandom loves Sangwoo. We basically got half of the explanation for this coming from Sangwoo himself in Chapter 18: He’s pretty so people are drawn to him. Where is the big deal? It’s a cartoon, for heavens sakes. It’s not like we have a bunch of real life Harley Quinn’s running around the street. Now for the shipping part, this one REALLY goes over my head. I literally saw comments about getting help and getting Jesus being thrown around and shit like that irks me for many many reasons, but I digress. We see the story through Yoobum’s and Sangwoo’s eyes. OF COURSE WE ARE ROOTING FOR THEM! Not just them as a couple but them as people! I’m 99% sure that we are supposed to! Yoobum loves Sangwoo so we love Sangwoo. Yoobum loves Sangwoo, so we want him to get Sangwoo. We love Sangwoo so we want him to be happy. We love Sangwoo so we want him to succeed in his murder spree.
I was happy when he killed that asshole in the last chapter and I most certainly am looking forward to seeing Jieun being killed by either of them, really, because that is what Sangwoo (and Yoobum) want and since I see the story through their eyes, I want that to. Does that mean I’m about to go out and start killing people? No, because I faint at the sight of blood and really don’t like the idea of taking someones life. Nor the fact I’d get a lifelong sentence, really. Just throwing it in there for good measures. So, it’s safe to say I’m not going to go on a killing spree anytime soon. Still enjoy the deaths.
4) To elaborate on that. I really, really am surprised how people go into this story disliking Sangwoo and the relationship between him and Yoobum. Like you do realize it’s all about that, right? About Sangwoo getting satisfaction by killing and Yoobum getting satisfaction by being by Sangwoo’s side. This story isn’t about character growth , overcoming your mental illness or getting out of the shit situation you’re in. Quite the contrary. It’s about giving in to those primal urges, this quiet need to kill in the back of every humans head. The story is supposed to make us route for the killer and the psychosis and that sick twisted part of them so we end up questioning just how fragile our and societies morality is. I had Philosophy for for a couple of years and morality was a big part of that. I have my own opinion on morality and how it is a mere illusion anyway but that isn’t the point right now. The point is, let go of your false morality and get off your high horse and enjoy the comic called Killing Stalking for what it is! About two psychopaths giving in to their mental state to stalk and kill their prey together.
Four Times They Almost Kissed and The One Time They Did- Lin X Reader
You grabbed a glass of champagne, seeing that all of your friends were socializing with other people and you looked around, trying to spot a place to go outside since it was getting stuffy in the room. You saw a glass door which presumably led to a balcony and you made a beeline there and you opened the door and slipped outside.
The cold air hit you all at once and you set your glass down to the right of the door before you crossed your arms, trying to keep all of the warmth. You picked your glass back up, realizing that there was really no point in trying to keep warm.
You walked further away from the door that led inside and you made your way close to the edge.
You looked around, amazed at the view you had- you could almost see the ball in Times Square. Although it was cold outside, you reasoned with yourself that getting this view was worth freezing for. You felt someone nudge your arm and you turned around, seeing Lin. You smiled a bit.
“Amazing, isn’t it?” He asked you, no longer looking at you but at Times Square and all of the buildings. Your features softened when seeing the look of adoration he had when looking at the city.
“Yes, it’s beautiful.” You told him and he nodded. He turned to look at you again and he shrugged off his suit jacket and offered it to you.
“You look cold.” He said sheepishly and you took the jacket cautiously.
“Are you sure? What if you get cold?”
“I’ll go back inside.”
“Touché.” You slipped the jacket on, noticing immediately how it smelled like Lin.
Yeah, he was never getting this back.
You guys heard a cheer from the huge crowd at Times Square.
“I guess it’s the new year.” He said quietly and he turned towards you, beginning to close the distance. You moved forward as well.
“Hey Lin, we’re starting some karaoke, wanna join?” Someone from inside yelled and he pulled away before he could kiss you.
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He smiled and he looked at you. “I’ll see you later?”
“I think I am going to go home. I am really tired.” You lied and he put his hands in his pockets.
“Do you need a ride?”
“I can just get a cab but thank you.”
“It’s no problem- text me when you get home, okay?” He asked. You smiled and nodded.
“Sure, and Lin?”
“Happy New Year.” You raised your glass of champagne.
“Happy New Year- to us.” He replied, returning the toast.
“Yeah. To us.”
“Happy birthday Lin!” You yelled, your voice drowned out by all of the others who were giving him birthday wishes as well. His smile grew as he looked at everyone who was here and he started greeting everyone and talking. Everyone was already ordering rounds and Lin made his way over to you, practically bouncing from all of the energy and from how excited he was.
You felt yourself begin to smile as well, Lin’s smile being contagious.
“I’m glad that you are here!” He said and your smile grew.
“I’m glad you showed up to your party.” You replied and he laughed.
“I went to the wrong bar two times before I came here.”
“You made it and that’s what matters.”
“Yup- anyway, if I were to say do karaoke, would you join me?”
“What song because I don’t think I’ve listened to any normal music in ten years.”
He smiled to himself and then he looked back at you. “Let’s do it.”
You both got on stage and he looked at you and smiled reassuringly.
“So I got you a present, I went downtown to get it, are you doing anything tonight?”
The song went on as usual.
The part in the musical where Vanessa and Usnavi kiss came up and you both took a step forward.
“I wish I was mad- I’m just too late.” You concluded and you both just stared at each other, not knowing what to do. Everyone applauded loudly and cheered and you put the microphone back on the stand, quickly going back into the crowd.
“Take that back!” You yelled and Lin looked at you, amused.
“I stand by what I said.” He replied and you groaned out of frustration
“Groundhogs day is the best holiday ever and I will fight you.”
“Why is it the best holiday?”
“I don’t know but it is, okay? We have an entire day dedicated to whether a groundhog sees his shadow or not and I think that is great.”
“I mean it’s either six weeks until spring or six more weeks of winter and it means the exact same thing?”
“You can fight me.”
“No, I don’t want to fight you. I’m just saying that groundhogs day is pointless.”
“And I’m just saying that you can fight me.”
“I much rather kiss you.”
“Forget I said anything.”
“No. You said-”
“That groundhogs day is pointless.” He finished, turning a light shade of red.
“No after that.”
“That I much rather kiss you than fight you?”
“So why don’t you?” You asked and he froze before he leaned in close to you.
“Groundhog’s day is pointless.” He whispered before pulling away. You rolled your eyes, glaring at him slightly.
“You are such a tease, I can’t believe it.”
“So you’re saying you wanted me to kiss you?” He asked and you shook your head, maybe a bit too quickly.
“Forget I said anything.” You answered.
“This is the best Valentine’s Day ever.” You announced and he shook his head, smiling.
“We are laying in my bed and watching cartoons.”
“Like I said, best Valentine’s Day ever.” You smiled and you put your head on his chest and stared up at the TV, aware that he was now resting his chin on your head.
“And here I was thinking that it was just because you were spending it with me.”
“Well that’s partly true. And it’s also because you’re letting me wear your hoodies.”
“Am I ever going to get those hoodies back?”
“I’ll take that as a yes because you finally gave me my suit jacket back today.”
“Well your hoodies are really comfortable so I wouldn’t get your hopes up.” You told him and you closed your eyes.
“I don’t think I’ve told you but you’re beautiful.” He said gently and you opened your eyes quickly.
“I don’t think I’ve told you but you’re the corniest person I know.”
“No, corny would be looking at someone while I ask if the view is amazing and you reply yes and you are talking about them.”
“Seems oddly specific.”
“New Year’s Eve.”
“For the record I was talking about the city as well, I just happened to be looking at you.”
“Sure.” He teased and you rolled my eyes.
We watched the cartoons in silence for a bit before you turned over, facing him. He looked at you, a gentle smile on his face and he sat up. You sat up as well and he leaned over the bed, about to kiss you before the doorbell rang and he swore under his breath in Spanish.
“That’s probably the food.”
“I’ll get it.” You offered and you slid off the bed and quickly made your way out of the room.
“We only have thirty minutes before the first song- you should probably grab your seat.” Lin said, looking a bit nervous. You smiled and grabbed his hand.
“Hey, you can do it. You’re gonna blow everyone away.” You told him and he smiled a bit.
“You really think so?”
“Lin I’ve been spending so much time at your apartment to make sure that you get sleep and I’ve heard you sing all of the songs. I know you can do this.” You reminded him.
“Lin look at me.” You said and he looked at you, a mixture of panic and excitement on his face. “I believe in you. Your cast mates believe in you.”
“I know I know I just… what if I-”
You pressed your lips to his and he stopped talking instantly, relaxing and kissing you back.
“Finally.” You heard someone say and you jumped away and looked over to see Chris with his arms crossed and smiling. “I have been waiting for you guys to do that since you first met each other.”
Your face turned red and Lin’s face turned red as well.
“Good luck.” You whispered and Lin smiled brightly.
“I knew that you were the more cliché one.”
“Oh c'mon how was that cliché at all?” You argued and he laughed quietly.
“Shutting me up by kissing me? Cliché. I’ll see you after the show.” He giggled and you nodded. He stole one last glance at you before you exited the backstage area, walking around to the main entrance and you got into your seat right as the show started. The first song started and when Lin entered center stage, you felt excitement rise in you.
“Alexander Hamilton.” He sang, followed by thousands of people cheering. He looked around the audience before finding your eyes. “My name is Alexander Hamilton. And there’s a million things I haven’t done but just you wait. Just you wait.”
-he wouldn’t notice too much at first due to your silence, but the moment you spoke he’d immediately start babying you when he noticed the change in your voice-
*without caring what the others thought, he’d kneel in front of you talking to you in soft voice* “Oh babygirl, my little cutie.” “Do you want me to bring your stuffie?”
-his face would go red the second he saw a change in your body language; he always knew when you’d go into little space, the others would start questioning about your child like behaviour-
*Yugyeom asks why you’re acting like a 5-year-old; Mark turns to you, protectively pulling you close then kisses the top of your head* “Because she’s my little girl, that’s why.” *immediately starts tending to you* “Babygirl, do you want me to take you the room and put cartoons on for you?” “I can get you some strawberry milk or juice and some snacks too.~”
-he’d be too preoccupied with laughing his ass off with Yugyeom to notice it at first, but then he watch as you crawled down onto the floor while looking for your sippy cup-
*moving over to you, he help you off the floor even though the members curiously stared* “Are you looking for your sippy cup, princess?” *you’d shyly nod in response* “Okay, sit down sweet girl- I’ll go get it for you.” “What do you want in it juice or milk?”
-after learning watching you in the past he could tell just by the change in your eyes-
*still being shy about exposing your littleness to others, he’d lead you to the bedroom* “Here babygirl, lemme put on The Little Mermaid for you..” *you’d eagerly clap then sweetly ask if you could have snacks and juice* “Of course, pumpkin, Daddy will be right back okay?”
-he wouldn’t mind you being in little space around the others, especially since he had briefly explained it to them before after the last time it happened-
*automatically notices your littleness through your shy gestures* “Don’t be shy babygirl, it’s okay if you wanna be little.” *kisses your forehead and the tip of your nose*
-his heart would warm at the sight of you drifting in little space, though he’d be shy about letting the members see you like that for the first time; he’d just allow you to be little-
“My little girl, are you okay?” *the members would slightly tease him as his voice softened with you* *you’d immediately look worried, but he’d shake his head before you were able to say anything* “Sh, It’s okay babygirl- if you wanna be little, you can- don’t pay attention to them okay?” “I’ll explain it to them later, Daddy will take care of everything.”
-as soon as he heard you little voice as you called him ‘Daddy’ he knew you were in little space; the other would try to poke fun, especially the maknaes but with a simple glare they’d stop immediately-
“What is it, my love? What do you need?” *you rest your head on his shoulder and mumble ‘sippy’* “Okay, princess- Okay. What do you want in it?” “While I’m in the kitchen do you want anything else?”
You ask the shadowy figure sitting on your bed. it must be like midnight, right? why is he here, in my room? better question, why did he wake me up?
“Get up, get dressed, I’ve got something fun planned.” He said and stroked my head lovingly. Why is he so wide awake, he loves his sleep. But i don’t ask questions, i just get up and get dressed. Yoongi waited outside my bedroom door as i got dressed and ready to.. uh.. i don’t know what we’re doing. But thats ok, Yoongi is very sweet and plans the best dates. I was all ready to go, i had black jeans, a black tee with some weird cartoon design, a black jean jacket and of course Timbs.
“So… Where are we going? What about my parents?” I asked with a bit of worry in my voice. Sure, my parents liked Yoongi, a lot, but still I’ve never snuck out of the house before and my parent are a bit over protective.
“Its ok, we’ll be back in four hours or so. lets go.” He reassured me and grabbed my hand and we walked down the stairs and out the front door. We got in Yoongis car and he started driving. I still didn’t know where we were going so, of course, i asked.
“Umm. Where are we going Yoongs?”
“Do you trust me?” He asked me with a gleam in his eye as he turned his head away from the road and looked me in the eyes. And me being the true meme i am, I started singing ‘A Whole New World’ from Aladdin. Yoongi looked really annoyed, what else did he expect? We stopped at a red light and i was still singing the song. Yoongi looked me in the eyes as i laughed a little but the got a little scared because he looked really angry. I stopped laughing and he, tickled me, MY ONE TRUE WEAKNESS!! I bust into a laughing fit, he had a gummy smile on his face as he just tickled me.
“WHOS THE BEST!!!” he shouted over my laughter.
“YOU.. HA.. ARE.. HAHAHA!!” I replied though my tears from laughing so hard.
The light turned green and he continued driving as if nothing had just happened. We’ve been together since dating for like 4 years, he’s perfect. he rests his hand on my thigh as he drives. I start to doze off until the car came to a sudden stop and i jolted up.
“IM AWAKE SORRY SIR!!” I scream out of shock at the sudden awakening
“You sleep in class that much?” Yoongi says sarcastically as he gets out of the car and opens my door for me. I thank him. I look around, were at a concert hall? At midnight? who’s performing this late?
“Did Tae set you up for this? IS HE GONNA RAP FOR US?!?!?”
“No, he cant rap. i would make you sit through that.” Yoongi says and we laugh, he holds my hand and we walk into the hall. I cross my fingers on the hand he wasn’t holding. please be G-Dragon, please be G-Dragon.
we find our seats near the stage. So many people. Huh. must be G-DRAGON! hopefully. The music starts and i already know who it is so i scream at the top of my lungs along with the other fans.
“I LOVE YOU G-DRAGON!!!!”
“BUT NOT AS MUSCH AS SHE LOVES HER BOYFRIEND!” Yoongi gets jealous of G-Dragon. He’s so cute.
I enjoyed the concert so much! It was awesome, I don’t know if Yoongi enjoyed it but he seemed happy. The concert was over and we walked back to his car and he was starting it and i was just fangirling over GD (Ultimate Bias).
“So was the concert better than sleep?” Yoongi asked. Ahh, so cocky.
“HELL FRICKEN YA!!!!” I responded with a really loud scream that seemed to scare Yoongi just a bit. He just laughed and started driving away and back to my house so i could sleep. it was a school day after all. we were still holding hands as he drove. I started to drift off into my dreams, i was basically asleep when i feel Yoongis hand stroke my hair and guide my head to his shoulder instead of hitting the car door. I subtly smiled and fell asleep. After about 30 mins of driving, i think, i don’t really know i was asleep, we arrived at my house. I felt soft lips on mine and slowly opened my eyes to see Yoongi. I kiss him back.
“Your home Y/N,go get some rest you look tiered, love you” Yoongi said as he broke the kiss and reach over me to open my door.
“Love you too. I’ll see you at school tomorrow.” My sleepy voice was faint but he still heard me and his gummy smile returned. I made him so happy. He made me so happy. He didn’t lie i did make it home in 4 hours.
This is a joke, right? everyone can draw what they want, of course, but your not actually claiming to respect real measurements, right? Please, my fait in humanity is low enough as it is.
i have no idea why people in this fandom can’t seem to grasp stylization as an aspect of character design. i don’t draw realism. i have never claimed to. i draw cartoons. i study character design. i take shapes i see in subject matters and i emphasize them to fit the characters i’m trying to present. if i didn’t, every single character i drew would have the same boring silhouette and no personality.
and like it or not, my dude, adam is big. he is 6′3″ of former marine who used to eat entire chickens for lunch. he calls himself a sasquatch. he could probably crush my head between his pecs. i think his hands are bigger than domhnall’s head. and that’s not a bad thing. i like this aspect about him, so i use it when i draw.
i like the idea of ben organa-solo being a large imposing form that is actually a giant sweetheart underneath it. or the idea of kylo not only being frightening for his force abilities or lightsaber training, but also for the HUGE TERRIFYING MASS covered in black robes and faceless masks he cuts out.
and on the other end of the spectrum, yes domhnall is roughly the same height, but he is far, far from the same build as the good mister driver up there. he’s skinny. he’s a skinny waif of an irishman with slim shoulders that needed to be padded in his hux uniform to cut him a larger silhouette. and that’s fine! not every human is built the same way!! he pulls it off well and honestly it’s a look i usually prefer. and in turn, i feel this is an important thing to consider when thinking of hux.
hux more likely than not raised in ranks through nepotism as well as his engineering skills and ideas. this is a man who has literally never seen battle. he has no reason to be built like kylo is. he’s in shape, sure, but no amount of working out is going to change having a naturally thin frame. and i feel like hux as a character might resent that, so he works to make himself look bigger the way that animals do when they’re trying to look imposing. that greatcoat he wears draped over his shoulders? the padded shoulders in his uniform? that’s the hux equivalent of an animal fluffing up its fur. on the armie side, i feel like he’s more comfortable with his form because in my AUs he’s not leading a military operation. if anything, i draw him with the idea that basically everything is beneath him. he’s a snobby rich bitch, he has people to do that for him.
my fave look for him and kylo/ben is pampered emperor and devoted guard dog. so this is what i draw.
now, let’s look at some examples of stylization in cartoons.
and so on. see how you can get a feel for each character based on the different silhouettes?
He doesn’t know his own name, but there are things his body remembers.
It feels familiar, the witch’s hair slipping through his fingers, her hands gently smoothing over his chest, her hand held in his own. He keeps leaning into it without meaning to, finding it hard to pull away. He thinks maybe he’s a person who likes touching and being touched. He wonders if he can learn other things this way, too.
He asks his brother – Shane? Sean? Samuel? Sammy. Sam. He asks Sam to tell him about the people he knows. He can’t remember their names, but he’s sure he has friends and family, has people he loves. “Can you tell me about our mom?” he asks.
Sam clears his throat. “Sure, Dean,” he says. Right, Dean, Dean, that’s his name, he just keeps forgetting. If only Sam would put both their names on sticky notes, maybe he could remember them for more than a few seconds at a time. Sam describes their mom for him patiently, tells him about the way she looks and smells and what it feels like to hold her in your arms.
He swears he can remember her for a second, swears he remembers the feel of being held, of warm arms encircling him, tucking him into bed, ruffling his hair. He swears he can smell warm apple pie, but then it shifts to the smell of smoke and ash. He clears his throat, and by the time he’s done, it’s already slipped away.
“What about my– my best friend?” he asks.
His brother gives him a strange look. He says, “I gotta go.”
If I’m honest, I never got why Star Wars has been so fucking popular all these years, I mean, the original ones were fine, and I did like Revenge of the Sith, but other than that I could never grasp my head around the gigantic popularity that franchise enjoys.
I watched The Force Awakens and found it meh, I have yet to watch the last one, and I feel no hype whatsoever for the new one.
Then again, I have watched far too much RLM, and man, those guys will make you hate anything!
Genndy Tartakovsky’s Star Wars cartoon was fucking awesome though.
i was reading your post on trans!lars and wanted to know what you meant by lars and sadie having sex at least once. I dont recall that ever being implied. Could you explain
I’m glad you asked this, Anon, bc I’ve seen at least one person take issue with this in the tags, too (maybe you even are that person, if so - hi!). Their argument was that they were uncomfortable with that bc su is a kid’s show and implying sex would be… creepy? I actually thought it was 1) pretty clear and 2) not creepy at all. Like, I thought it was heavily implied; I’m sure the same would fly right over the head of any child who is too young for that kind of stuff in their cartoons. That’s why it’s implication and not outright statement.
So this is not an exhaustive list, but just off the top of my head Sadie says a couple of things that I took to mean she and Lars have done… non-platonic things with each other, even while they seem to be not actually in a relationship and more like some kind of a loose on-off thing that also includes long periods of awkwardness and nothing much at all happening between them.
I didn’t think much of it, but when I got to his house I saw he cleaned
up his room a little, and he got a big box of Oyster crackers. They’re
my favorite. He let me be his Player Two, and we spent the whole night
This is from Season One’s “Joking Victim”. Sadie tells this to Steven, and when she gets to the “whole night” part you can see from her expression and tone of voice that she’s recalling fond memories. She even gets lost a little in them until Steven snaps her out of it. Now obviously this can mean “we spent the whole night playing video games and nothing more”, but I definitely took it to mean there was something else going on. When do you ever say “we spent the night together” if you don’t mean, you know, together together? The phrase just carries a romantic/sexual connotation. Add to that the balance of propability – Sadie and Lars are both not children anymore and are well withing their rights to have sex if the want without that being anything scandalous, and they definitely have feelings for each other, even though it’s complicated – and it’s more likely that not. If not outright sex, I’m pretty sure they’ve done at least something.
Sadie: *tearing up* That night we played video games, I don’t
know what it meant to you. But ever since then, I can’t get the thought
out of my head that you’re a good person. *grabs his hand* That night, I
I mean, that is almost textbook “we had one night together but now you seem to feel different about it that I do and I don’t know what to do about that”-dialogue.
And this is very recent; from “The New Lars”:
Sadie: Oh, yeah, they’re closing shop to get those gulls out of the vents. Any plans? Lars: Nah. Sadie: Would you… want to come by my place? I know it’s kind of been awhile, but we could get some food, watch some movies.
Same as above: you can read this as totally innocent if you want, but the language is still suggestive. From her hesitation to “it’s been a while” to the tacked-on sort of “you know, we can just eat and watch movies if you… want to keept it at that…” because Sadie seems unsure of where exactly they stand with each other. Lars tells Steven right after: “we aren’t getting married. We’re not even dating”, which is true… but there’s also not nothing going on between them.
The thing that Sadie and Lars keep struggling with throughout the show is intimacy (especially Lars has a lot of issues with this). Theirs is not a will-they-won’t-they scenario. I honestly think they “have” already. But that doesn’t matter much in the long run because what they need to work out is the other part; the How close are we really, how much can we show that to each other, how much are we willing to invest in this relationship, are we better off as friends? It’s a constant drawing back and getting close again. In “Island Adventures”, it’s a big deal when Lars tentatively strokes Sadie’s hand, but when they start to make out right afterwards, it feels not really like a first time. Those are two very different sorts of closeness, and they’re still feeling their way around the first.
That’s my take on it, at least. I don’t mind if it turns out I’m totally wrong on this, but until then i’m going with my gut feeling.
I’m at that age where it seems all your high school classmates have paired off with various mates and got themselves tangled up in the regular day-to-day grind. A few have kids.
I don’t know when this type of ‘maturity’ was supposed to happen, but think I missed it. Keep scratching my head wondering why I’ve not succumbed to Cupid’s arrows. This surely isn’t typical, something’s broken. I still love my cartoons and imagined relationships like I’m 10. And kissing is still gross.
MST3K featured a number of movies, such as The Starfighters
and last week’s Squirm, that were simply not memorable. They
also did a number of movies and shorts that were deeply
memorable, but for all the wrongest possible reasons. Mr. B Natural
was one of those, and A Case of Spring Fever is another. Both
were intended to be whimsical and each, in its own way, ended
up being fucking terrifying instead.
Sans x Gaster (no family relationship), one of them having a really bad day and the other one doing anything to comfort them.
Thank you for the prompt, @rag–tag, and no worries about sending me this ship. This Gaster’s a completely different dude with the same name than the other Gaster I’ve written.
Characters: Gaster (non-skeleton), Sans
Summary: Gaster is struggling with a problem at work, and comes home in a bad mood. I also wrote a little about them getting together, just to try and set in my head what their relationship would be like before I got to the h/c.
ROBY I HAZ A PROBLEM. EVERY ARTIST JUST SAYS 'YOU HAVE TO KEEP PRACTISING TO GET BETTER!' WHICH IS 100% TRUE. THE QUESTION IS : WHAT ARE YOU MEANT TO PRACTISE??? I want to learn how to draw in a cartoon style but I have no idea where to start, how to develop my style, whether to copy, use references, draw from my head etc. PLEASE HELP!!
use references from life, its helped me a lot regarding both poses, drawing clothes, etc. a cartoon style is just a simplified, stylized version of reality so you gotta learn anatomy first (hence why using irl references is helpful cause you’re viewing the original source. copying from another artist/referencing off their art isn’t necessarily going to help you a lot since they too might have anatomical mistakes and you’ll end up picking up from them)
your style will form naturally, you can tweak things here and there every so often to make it look more how you intend it to be but it happens with time, just as improvement does.
also, push yourself out of your comfort zone sometimes! if you draw a lot of chibis for example, try drawing more “actual” people (a good reference site is quickposes.com).
Pairing: Jace Herondale/Wayland/Lightwood X Reader.
A/N: there is Clary too but this is a Jace x Reader, sorry for who ship Clace. I ship Clace also 💕but this imagine is based on a dream i made a few nights ago. And also i’m sorry for any mistakes, English isn’t my first language and i wanted to share this with someone.
“Wow…you are so flawless!” Izzy gasp.
She has just entered in my room with Alec. I am in front of my mirror studying my reflection, i am wearing my wedding dress and I’d be lying if i said that i do not like it.
It would be the perfect wedding, just as i had always imagined it if it weren’t for the groom. In these past days i spend every moment with him because Maryse forbidden me every mission and forced me to stay with him before the wedding to make us know and he is beautiful i do not have nothing to say about this. He has curly brown hair, brown eyes and his jawline is so sculpted that makes your own jawline drop just watching him. But this as no effect on me.
“Thanks Izzy and you are stanning as always.” i give a small smile at her, she is wearing a long emerald green dress with a couple of his inseparable high heels.
“Are you alright?” asks Alec.
“Yes, i was just thinking.”
“Y/N, you are not forced to do it if you do not want, you can go back.” continue Alec.
“No, i want to do it. It is just…James is nice but i do not feel anything like what you should feel in these cases, you know? I should be happy and anxious and all those things but i feel anything.” i explain.
“Then call of the marriage. If you think that marrying James you will be able to forget Jace you are wrong. If you marry him you lose the chance to stay with Jace.” Izzy replies.
“Why everyone think i do this because of Jace? I told him that we can stay togheter and i already lost my chance. Now i need to be alone, sorry.” i excuse myself quickly running out of the room and head to the greenhouse, my favorite place in the entery Istitute. Every time i need a little time for me the greenhouse is always where i go. After a little time Jace always reached me with a cup of my favorite tea and biscuits, then we went in my room and watched my favorite cartoon. He kept me company for as long as i need, especially in the beginning, when i lost my parents. He has even planted tulips, my favorite flowers, only for me. He was always here for me, not just like a brother or a friend, i just see it now. He was falling for me just like i was falling for him. I am a fool.
“Y/N.” i turn around hearing my name and i saw Clary.
“Can we talk please? I want to say something to you.”
“Go heated” i nod.
“I know is the day of your wedding and maybe is to late or maybe not but i want to talk about Jace. I do not know if you seen him in this week but is upset. He talked to me about what happened between you two and belive me if i say that is the wrong choice. Between me and Jace there are nothing. Ok, honestly i like him, he is a great guy but he do not want me. You have every right to hate me but if you do not come back you regret it.” she say firmly looking in my eyes.
“I do not hate you Clary, i never have. I hate the changes and the fact i am not able to heandle them. I lost every member of my family, i am the last Y/L/N, i change family and house…Then you come out and everything chaged: Jace has canged, my relationship with Jace, the true about Maryse and Robert and Valentine. I am about to marry and this change my wole life. And i care about Jace, a lot, but he is out of my launge, he is perfect in every way and i am not good for him. He can have every girl of the Shadow world or Mundane world if he want. He will be happy, so please stop, stay besaide Jace for me, you are good and i do not hate you, i ammire you.” i confess and she smile in the end.
“I am sorry, trust me i know how you feel, a month ago i belive i was…i do not know, normal? Now i am here and i am a sort of power girl that i belived existed only in the movies.” she laughs making me smile and then she retun serious. “This is not the right way for everything you are trying to do, now you can do something for your own, you can choice. He do not want me or any girl of the Shadow World or Mundane World, he want you, he loves you and you love him too.”
“Please stop.” i sigh tired. “I love him i really do, but i am easy to forgot and i can try to forget him too. And for the hundred time this is the right choice.” i add.
“Right choice for what? Are you trying to convince the other or you saying this?” she says tilting her head to on side looking at me.
“I’ve already decided. Forgive me now but i have to go, the marriage is about to start. I will see you there.” i say to her and run away for the second time. I just want peace, a little time with me and me before the wedding but it seems i have no time, the cerimony is about to start. When i reach the room where they organized the wedding i see Alec out of the door waiting for me and when i approach him he istantly hug me and for a while we remain for a while embracing each other.
“Ok, let’s do it.” he whisper and i nod. We turn towards the door just the moment it is open and i feel my breath stop. The room is full but i know only Clary already here, Simon and Magnus in the first row, Robert, Max and Maryse in the other and Izzy standing in front of the altar with James waiting for me. I do not see Jace, i look at Alec and he must have noticed because he looks at me with a sad look. I smile at him and shock my head.
“Let’s do it.” i agree, he reach my arm and in the moment we hear music we start to walk down the aisle. I could never thank Alec enough for doing this, my legs are weak and probably if he does’t hold me i could easly fall down. I hold thigter Alec’s arm and smile embarassed at the people. I am not exagerate if i say that doing this is the most embrassing things i ever do. We reach the altar and James took my hand and helps me up while Alec goes sit with the others.
“You are beautiful.” James smile at me and i to him. “Thanks, you too.”
It is time for James Blackwine and Y/N Y/L/N to mark each other with the wedding union rune. A rune on the hand, a rune on the heart. A union is born.
Here we are. The Silent Brother approaches us, i take my stele and grab James’s hand.
“Are you alrght? You are shaking.” James says warried and i just nod. I close my eyes and take a deep breath trying to calm my shaking. I open my eyes and i start to approach his hend with my stele.
“Y/N wait.” i heard a strong and weak voice who i recognize as Maryse. “Do not do this.” she add and i turn to look at her with my eyes out in shock.
“What are you saying?” James speaks for me.
“I am sorry James, but i can not do this to her. She is like a dauther to me and i can not ruin her life. Y/N i know in these past weeks i was rude with you and i am sorry, i was worried about the future of our family and i lost my mind. I know i am rigid sometimes but i love you, as my child and i am forced you to marry and i can not allow this.” her voice crack while every guest start whispering and murmur. I step back and i feel two hands on my wrist, Isabelle’s hands who is trying to keep me up.
“I only accepted for you, because i am convinced if i marry today maybe you finally saw me like your family. I was convinced that to you i am just a burden, a weak girl who do not belong here. I only do this for you! And now you are trying to stop me!” i burst out at her. Now also Alec and Magnus are on my side with worried face but i push everyone away from me. I can feel every part of my body shaking but for the rage now, i clench my fists pressing my nails on my palm. She trying to hold her tears back while she nervously taking a step towards me.
“I know, i was wrong. One day maybe you can forgive me and understand me. I can not force you to marry a guy you do not love. I’ve been watching you these days and what i’ve seen is a kind and strong girl who tried to prove herself but you are more than you think and i am trying to do something good for you.” she remark, guilty obvsious in her voice. I shock my head and wipe the tears that threaten to quit and for the first time i look around the room and i see shocked and confused people and even some are crying. I turn to look at Isabelle and Alec who are looking at me with a huge smiles on their faces but concern in their eyes. Witout a word i bolt out of the wedding to my room and lock the door. I lean against the door pressing my palm on the wood, i trying to fight my tears back biting my lips harde as i can but my troath hurt so much and my lungs are on fire, my brath are short and fast when sudently a pair of strong arms hug me from behind and i jump, but i immediatly recognize Jace’s perfume.
“Sssh…everithing it is okay.”
I remove my hands on the door and i grab disperatly Jace’s arms on my waist while i trying to calm myself. I rise my head in search of air making. I lean my back on Jace and he strengthens his grip on my body. Jace’s mouth found my neck and begin to kiss me slowly and sweetly, gently rocking us. After a few minutes i calm down and the room is completely silent, i can hear only our breaths. I lower my head when i can feel my lungs breath properly and my body relax. Jace’s grip loose my waist and slowly turn me towards him until we are face to face. His hand reach my wet cheeks removing the tears while the other are pressing on my lower back for keep close our bodys. I can not help myself but noticing how muscolar he is, i have seen his body thoutausand time but never this close. I let my hand sliding down his harms and up on his shoulders, i look down and i can see our bodies pressed togheter, my face burning at the closeness. I look at his soft skin, just a little red and his pinkie lips. When i look in his eyes once again his expression is intense and loving.
I feel my mouth get dry, i trying to say something but before i do it he close the gap between us and cover my mounth with his in a soft kiss and i immediatly kiss him back. His lips are so soft, more than i had imagined. He taste my lips with is touge and the soft peck turns in a passionate and hungry kiss. My hand found place behind his neck and his arms around my waist tigthened the grip pulling me into him. We broke the kiss feeling the urgency to catch a breath. He still keeps me close while our foreheads touching, our breaths are fast and we have big smiles on our faces.
“I am so sorry Jace.” i says breathless.
“You do not have anything to be sorry for. You did what you felt right to do but now i will never let you go and you better stop saying that you are not worth for me. You are enought to me, you are everything i need because i love you.” he confess never break eye contact with me.
“I love you too, i really do.” i says feeling my heart beating agaist my chest. With that he kiss me again and again and this is everything i need too. Suddently i broke the kiss and i push him away a little.
“Wait. What were you doing in my room?” i looking suspiciously at him and he smirk.
“I was waiting for you obviously. I know you would not marry that guy, i am something you’ll regret losing, love.” he says cocky and he throws me in the bed laughing then jump on top of me.
A/N: Well, this is the last part, it is kinda bad but i hope you’ll like it.
Cliche as it is, it started off as a normal day. I went to school, went home, dicked around on Tumblr. I was messaging a friend on Tumblr and sent an image of the Beatles Cartoon, from the end of A Hard Day’s Night where they were all dead. It was a favourite of mine because it was just such a weird scene.
Then it moved. It was not a gif. I just brushed it off.
A few minutes later, the song Maxwell’s Silver Hammer came on. I didn’t like it at first, but the song had grown on me. I was singing along, when suddenly, I realised I did not have my headphones one, nor did I have music playing.
Must be hallucinating again, I thought.
Then I felt a hard hit to my head.
Next thing I knew, I was in a castle. Before I could figure out why it looked familiar, someone spoke to me. They sounded just like the cartoon version of Paul McCartney. It clicked, and I realised I was somehow in the Beatles Cartoon world.
‘…You’re real?’ I said like someone who says things.
‘Of course I am, you idiot.’ Paul replied.
I am an idiot, but it still hurt being called one, so I punched him in the jaw. He didn’t even flinch.
‘Are we done here?’ he asked.
I suddenly noticed my arm, along with the rest of me, was transparent.
‘Welcome to the Ghost Beatles,’ said cartoon John Lennon. ‘We’re starting to get stale, so we need someone new.’
‘Why the fuck would you get me of all people? I don’t know how to play any instruments!’
‘You can learn.’
‘Okay, but why not get someone who already knows?’
‘Well, we can’t leave this cursed castle, so when we saw a portal open up, we took the chance.’
‘Was it really necessary to kill me?’
‘Oh, quit your whining, you would have died here anyway.’
‘…Okay then,’ I said, ending the conversation, and also stating the obvious.
I soon met the others, and George was teaching me to how to play guitar. Or trying, rather. I’ve always wanted to learn to play guitar, but I’m not going to do it if I’m being forced to.
I started exploring the huge castle when George wasn’t attempting to make me learn guitar. I ignored all of the monsters that lived in the castle. I found empty rooms, a pile of dead smiling Beatle bodies, and finally the entrance. I tried to leave, but no matter what I couldn’t get out, even though the door was open. I realised that John wasn’t being figurative when he called the castle cursed.
For weeks, George tried to teach me, and I remained just as stubborn. He got the others to try and teach me to play an instrument, and I kept refusing.
One day, he got tired of it, and he lead me over to the Beatle corpses.
He grabbed me and pushed me into one. I felt a burning sensation as I started turning white and my canine teeth started growing, among some other minor changes. I collapsed on the floor and remained there for a few minutes while the burning faded away.
I got up and saw that I must be in George’s body. I was stuck in it as well, and later found out I am unable to die, since I’m not really alive, either. I tried to leave the castle again, and found that I could, but everyone was terrified of me, so I hang around the castle anyway. No one bothers us here.