#haylofted

[olderwest]

she had to do it

[hellenhighwater]

This thing is fifteen feet tall and I have. Regrets.

[solargeist]

i was thinking abt the tall roof grian has in his s10 bird house, and then thought abt it being a loft, and then thought abt xelqua living up there (his guest room)

[kiillerqueen]

" you really believe that we're going to be able to cool it off between us for a little bit? so you're believing that you're in love with me but instead lusting over me? if that is the truth than your statement of cooling this off between is going to be merely impossible. " even with hailee doing damage control on the possibility that sebastian could be in love with her. it doesn't change the fact that there is no denying that there is chemistry between the two. Why else would Hailee have not cut ties with him yet? the issue isn't the male but her. her fear of being in love or being loved by someone to only be hurt is what is standing in the way of any possibility of the two being happy together. " are you sure about that , sebastian? i would never mean to cause any sort of pain to you. " for a moment hailee can almost see the mix signals she must have been giving him.

" you're not a bitch , hailee . maybe not cut ties completely but just cool it for a moment . chances of it actually being THAT are realistically low , love and lust are easy to mistake for one another . " was he trying to convince her or himself of that ? sebastian gave her smile trying to re-enforce the idea before furrowing his brow and shaking his head , " pfft . it was just my pride that took a SMALL hit . just give it three to four business days and i'll be over it . no way you could ever hurt me . " it sounded almost like a challenge and it was something he almost immediately regretted saying .

[localceilingdevil]

oh shit i forgot to post this

say hi to arti!

[ky-landfill]

Hello!!! Every time I come across your art, I end up scrolling through your blog for the next hour <3 Thank you for sharing it with us! For a prompt, I'd love to see how you portray a character feeling pure, unyielding rage. Doesn't matter who <3

[cupcakeshakesnake]

Animatic (song: Hayloft II by Mother Mother)

Storyboarding finals assignment

[seolinah]

Their eyes rolled. While a grand dinner would usually be right up their alley, the situation certainly didn't call for it. Now the demon would only be able to take delight in it if it meant she was celebration of ridding themselves of this particular witch. "A renegotiation..." they hummed angrily. An irritated hiss left their lips. "Fine. It's not like I have a choice in the matter, do I now?" But it wouldn't mean Camilla wouldn't try to poke holes at the curse in an attempt to break it. "So tell me about this spell of yours... Anything else I should be aware of aside from being damned to this world if I kill you?"

" maybe . was actually hoping for something like an invite to a grand dinner of some sort . " she returned the tome to her back and crossed her arms , it was easy to act brave in the face of a demon and hard to try and cross one but dylan was sure she had the other right where she wanted them . " and you'll get it . i'm not going to cheat you of . you did help me and i am a witch of her word . all i ask is for a FEW YEARS . adding new -- terms -- was the only way i could see myself getting them . " now would've been the worst time to admit to not really knowing how to reverse what she'd done .

[teddygrahamxx]

Young lovers in the hayloft @pixieprincessana

[deanwinchesterwebsite]

HORROR IS A TEENAGE GIRL

Your daughter's first period is the time to go insane. Blood blood blood! Now dawns the horror of puberty, the horror of sexuality, the horror of girls becoming women. Daughters are in league with the devil — never let them out of your sight. They'll get lovers, they'll get notions, they'll move out and leave you. If you resist, they'll respond in kind. They'll kill you when they get the chance.

Carrie, IT Ch 1, Red Riding Hood, Pearl, The Vvitch, Lizzie.

Whooo!!! I've been sitting on this one a while. Okay so. First of all disclaimer that I did not make this in a bioessentialist way. Period =/= woman. Trans women are women. Trans men are men. And in fact I think this works on even more levels if watched through a trans lens.

Once, I attended a lecture analyzing Little Red Riding Hood through the lens of it being a story about getting your first period, and how the girl moves through childhood to adulthood. The wolf is the specter of sex, which makes sense if you've ever seen/listened to Into The Woods. The seed of that idea got planted, and then I watched a bunch of horror movies :4)

A lot of society AND obviously movies equate first period = becoming a woman = sensuality/sex = bad. And there are various ways the films I chose fight back against/embrace in order to deconstruct those tropes! Because obviously that correlation is. not true. But this amv is mostly about parents using the perceived threat of their children becoming adults against their children as a vector of abuse. (Not all of these movies have every beat of this in them, but I think they hang together in the same general shape. I have a million thoughts on each movie but that would make this pages long!!)

Buuut ofc it is about periods/puberty a little bit too :-) how puberty is a horror show, "becoming a woman" (whether you want to or not) is a horror show... and ofc how being trans or not your agab makes puberty even MORE of a horror show than it is anyway. Sometimes you become a woman and that's bad, sometimes you reject becoming a woman and that's good. sometimes you become a woman and that's good except everyone around you thinks it's bad. So..... anyway watch my amv :3

[diginuisance]

extremely self indulgent fake manga?? page?? thing???

[honeytoast]

Had. Never before did Isaac think that such a truly minuscule word could cut so deep. Was that what was expected of him? For him to simply walk away from the child he had spent the last fifteen years raising? He had only been a child himself when he decided to stay and raise Violet, even after her mother decided it was too much responsibility and took off. For the last fifteen years, every choice he made in life had taken her into account before all else. His career, his love life, or lack thereof. Violet came before anything and everything so he didn't understand how he was now expected to just turn his back on her like she wasn't the most important person in his life. Listening to Kris, Isaac wanted to scream. He wanted to yell and throw things and tell Kris to go fuck himself before storming off, but he knew that the life he had was over. That regardless of how heartbroken he felt, he couldn't go home. He couldn't walk through that front door and comfort his daughter, because he was dead, and today Violet buried the man she knew as her dad. Death did not care that he was all she had left. It did not care that the realization that he would never speak to or hold his daughter again hurt more than all the losses he had experienced put together. Death didn't give a fuck that sitting in that diner, being told that not only did he not have a choice in this matter, but that the life he had loved so much was over made him feel exactly like he was thirteen again, lying in his bathtub crippled with grief and waiting for his veins to empty. Only this time, he couldn't escape it. He was already dead and all he wanted to do was be alive again. Maybe this was penance. There was a sort of irony to it. His mother died young because of him and now he had a daughter who he left far too soon, but rather than getting to move on, he was stuck here with Kris who may already hate him. Isaac sat and stared at Kris who leaned back in his seat, apparently having said all that he needed to say on this matter. He knew he should apologize for his anger, and while the anger he felt did give way to plain old grief, he still felt it simmering beneath. "I know the healthy and mature thing would be for me to apologize because you're just doing your job, and it's like being mad at a minimum wage employee for doing what they’re told, but I need someone to be mad at right now. Just for a little bit, because it has been a very bad week and the only thing I can do is be mad because I loved my life and even dead, I still have a daughter out there who just lost the last person she had left. I mean, she has my dad, but that's as good as being alone. So I need to be mad for a little longer, and I hope you don't hate me for it." Even as he spoke now, his tone was no longer one filled with rage, but instead, it dripped with sorrow. He felt helpless, and like anger, it wasn't a feeling he was all too familiar with. He leaned back now and rubbed his face, wishing that he had a cup of water so he could have something to sip to keep himself from crying. Instead, he took in a deep breath and let it out nice and slow. "Do they have chocolate chip pancakes?" Though he made them often for his daughter, he hadn't had chocolate chip pancakes since before his mother's death, but it felt oddly fitting to have them again now.

he'd be a damn hypocrite if he said he hadn't felt the same rage isaac was displaying now , it came with the territory of the freshly buried who didn't get their light at the end of their life . kris had lived in that rage for a year after his own nature life .

at the question something resembling pain flashed across his face , " had . " it was such a simple little word that was just above a whisper for a question that really dug at the humanity he still held tight to his chest . crossing his arms on the table kris leaned forward to try and get his next handful of points across to the other . " i want you to listen , because i'm only going to explain it to you once . death is something that happens . there's no discrimination whether you're single , married , young , old , a parent , childfree , and every other great combination of things that come with the living experience . death's a bitch that simply and bluntly . doesn't . care . " he kept his voice a low harsh whisper to match isaac's and tried not to let anything resembling frustration flare up , " don't mistake my harshness as anything other than wanting to get you prepared for what's to come , i'm undead not heartless and its always a goddamn tragedy when a child is involved in the aftermath . BUT whether you like it or not it is another day . you're death WAS NOT an inconvenience just business as usual for me and it will be for you as well , soon enough . attachments aren't something one in our position can afford . you really don't have the luxury of free will when it comes to accepting or rejecting it , you can think of it as community service rather than a job if you'd like . " when he felt he'd said his peace he leaned back again nestling into the red vinyl of the booth seat his gaze still set on the other . " you're also aiming all -- this -- at the wrong person . unfortunately for both you and i hr isn't very communicative . " he said with a wave of his hand his tone changed to something more like they were just friends meeting for a meal , " the french toast is also acceptable -- maybe a little soggy depending on the cook -- if you'd rather get that . the coffee is also -- drinkable . "

[shimmershy]

[jockw]

Kith

[modharvest]

[TEASER TRAILER]

A Normal Girl - Himiko Toga animatic

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[kiillerqueen]

arthur couldn't remember the last time he had allowed himself to be available for someone. before valerie had only ever loved one other woman and it ended in disaster. being the son of a judge has been hard for him because it always seemed to attract two types of people. ones that hated him because his father more than like took part in 'ruining' their life or family. than you had the ones that loved to use them to their advantage. valarie didn't fit in either of those categories so he couldn't bring himself to understand why she'd lie to him this whole time. arthur knew that her words were meant to make him understand why she had done what she did but the truth is he still couldn't wrap his mind around it. " why didn't you just tell me from the start that you were already spoken for? maybe the feelings between us wouldn't have changed in results but at least i would have known the truth instead of being blindsided. if you're in love with me like you claim to be than why didn't you end things with him once you realized it? better yet. why didn't you end things the moment you realized that i am in love with you? " a sigh falls from the male's lips. " you're sorry? you have no idea how much it took for me to open my heart up to someone again to just have it broken again. "

there was regret in not telling arthur , in hurting him in one of the worst possible ways someone could and it seemed to dance with the relief that came with the fact there was almost nothing else to hide . did it make her feel any better ? not in the slightest . valerie lets her arms drop to her sides and eagerly nods at the first question before looking down trying to find anything to stare at to avoid actually looking at him . words seemed to stick to the roof of her mouth as she tried to find something / anything to say . " that's -- that's harder to explain . but when you realize that you were only accepting what you thought you deserved because you never realized you deserved better until some guy looks at you in a way you're not completely used to and there's that so annoying and cliche feeling of butterflies in your stomach . and three weeks ago was when it hit you like a ton of bricks -- after you've already been feeling miserable about a situation you caused -- and you don't remember what you were doing but -- but you remember looking at him and realizing those butterflies were that little word and just how much trouble you were in . um . " the words that seemed to come out so easy seemed to die just as fast as they had come , " i tried to . but . i don't know . i'm so sorry arthur . so very sorry . "