#josh ackerman

[schonheit-ist-in-alles]

MMC, WHO'S GOT THE FLAVA?

- YM, November 1993

[sorthern]

A universe where Levi is josh hustcherson..

[levishart]

now seems like a good time to post the Levi 2014 Whistle Edit i pulled out of the depths of hell

[transformers-mosaic]

Transformers: Mosaic #147 - "Alerts"

Originally posted on May 2nd, 2008

Story - Martin Fisher Art - Mike Ackerman Colours - Corey Greene Letters - Josh Aitken

deviantART | Seibertron | TFW2005 | BotTalk

wada sez: Red Alert and Inferno’s closeness was established in the Sunbow cartoon episode “Auto Berserk”; Red Alert’s paranoia appeared in that episode too, but stems from his Budiansky bio. According to writer Martin Fisher, the vehicles in the last panel are "machines of the planet that they've crashed on", but the artist appears to have drawn them as the Combaticons. Red Alert and Inferno were notably absent from the Marvel US comic, for some unknown reason, and similarly hadn’t really done anything in IDW continuity at the point of this strip’s publication, so I’m once again tagging it in keeping with Fisher’s other strips. Clean inks and colors below.

[abiatackerman]

Insecurities

Event: @levievent "Levi Month 24"

❤️‍🩹Day 14: Jealousy❤️‍🩹

Canon universe! Captain Levi Ackerman x Medic Reader! Fluffy romance! Healing words! 1.3K words

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"I never should've expected anything. I'm fucking stupid."

Levi Ackerman, humanity's strongest soldier, says to himself, standing on the rooftop of the survey corps hq.

He's so frustrated......

"I'm friendly to everyone, that's why I try to act friendly with you too."

Your words echo in Levi's mind as he looks up at the stars with a gloomy expression.

Right, you were just being friendly with him just like you are with everyone else. But still he hoped you liked him. How you would always smile when you noticed him, how your soft hands would stitch him up with care if he got hurt, how your face used to soften when you listened to his story without judging....

He thought maybe... Maybe you did like him. More than a friend.....

But his hopes totally got shattered today when he saw you hugging another man as intimately as you could.

It definitely wasn't his intention to sneak up and find you and your "male best friend" at the secluded corridor of the infirmary. He just accidentally spotted the scene when he went there searching for you.....

But now it's making him feel frustrated, angry and jealous.... He can't help it.... He just likes you so much.... Is it wrong for him to like someone romantically? After all he's just a human! Can't he hope for the girl he likes to like him back? Just because he's the strongest doesn't mean he's not a HUMAN!

But he knows he shouldn't feel like this. He should have known that this would eventually happen. He is a guy whose mother was a prostitute, who has no future, who's short as a midget and who can die anytime....

Why would you choose him over someone who's rich, handsome and belongs to a noble family? He was stupid to even think about the possibility.

He sighs and sits in his usual place, leaning on the wall. He takes a deep breath to calm his raging jealousy. It always helps him to calm down and to put up a stoic expression on his face. No one actually understands his actual emotions. Though he thought you knew but....

He's definitely wrong.

"Levi?"

He freezes as he hears the soft voice which never fails to make his heart beat faster. Your voice... Why are you here? The timing can't be worse.... He takes a deep breath before answering.

"What?"

He asks in a stern voice, sterner than usual. He just can't help it. He's pissed with you.

"Mood off?"

You ask, chuckling and sit beside him. You're sitting so near that he can smell your scent. As always, it's natural and sweet.

And his favourite.

"None of your business."

Levi says again, trying to ignore your presence and your scent. He should leave.... Because he will do something he'll regret later if he stays here. He was about to stand up but stops as you speak up again.

"Josh's mom died. Suicide.... His father cheated on her with a maid."

Levi freezes as he realises that you are talking about the guy he saw you earlier with. He looks at you blankly as you start to talk again.

"You know, I was so dumbfounded.... Well since we're best friends I hugged him. I don't know what else to do to comfort him. And he cried like a baby. He loved his mother."

You say as you lean on the wall and look up at the sky. Levi clicks his tongue with irritation.

Are you trying to internationally irk him up? Do you want to see how he's gonna act when he's jealous? Otherwise why are you telling him that you hugged another man when he tried to give you hints so that you'll understand he likes you?

"Why are you telling me this?"

He asks with pure annoyance and you tilt your head to look at him.

"Because I thought you deserve to know."

"And why do you think that?"

Levi's immediate question makes you sigh. You start to play with your hair and you mumble in a low tone.

"Didn't want you to think that I'm cheating with you."

Levi pauses as you say that. He doesn't understand what you meant. Does it mean that you like him too? Are you trying to imply that you two are already in a relationship? Though he doesn't mind the idea even a bit but he's feeling stupid as a brat right now. He doesn't know how to reply to your question.

"I saw you leaving when I was hugging Josh. You looked so hurt and shocked and I  wanted to explain. You have to except Josh's presence in my life. He's one of my best friends and yes he may have some feelings for me but he never acted on it. Also he supports our relationship so...."

Levi stops you before you can speak any further.

"Are you trying to imply that you care more about me? Than Josh? You shouldn't. I don't deserve it. Also we're not in a relationship"

The words escapes Levi's mouth before he can realise. He immediately regrets it as soon as he notices you expression saddens. You nod.

"I know we're not but I just thought you like me. I mean I thought you gave me hints I guess I was wrong."

Levi's face softens at your answer. He looks at your face which is slightly pink now and the moonlight is highlighting your beauty more, making you look like an angel.

"Why me?"

He asks softly.

"I don't care about a prince charming Levi, I want a scarred knight for me. Who I can heal, who I can support. Who I can truly love after knowing all of his insecurities... It is my dream also...."

You say and look into Levi's eyes. Your voice turned firmer as you speak.

"You're the most incredible person I've seen. You're loyal, honest, caring and kind but you refuse to show it all. You're so beautiful and handsome and you know it too! You're strong as hell but inside you're suffering. Yet you keep fighting, for people, for humanity. Tell me, how can I stop myself from falling for you?"

Levi looks at you with a dumbfounded expression. You can't blame him because you know he may have never heard those things before. You smile and hold one of his hands, falling in love with his blue eyes which are glowing under the moonlight.

"Also about your past? I don't care. You had to do it to live. I bet your mother is so proud of you."

You smile sweetly.

"I'm jealous of her. He has an amazing son."

Levi feels tears covering his eyes so he blinks, refusing to cry.

"Shut up."

He says in a weak tone and looks away from you.

"Also look at you, what a gentleman you are! Though you were always jealous of Josh you never once behaved harshly with him. Most men would have punched him or punished me by now."

You chuckle and Levi shakes his head with amusement. You really never fail to make him smile. Or cry...

"What do you think I am? A teenager?"

You chuckle at Levi's words and shake your head.

"So you're admitting that you were jealous?"

You ask smugly and Levi looks at you and utters his words calmly.

"I don't think so there's no point in denying it since you've confessed too."

You smile widely.

"Can I take that as a yes?"

You give him your puppy eyes and he smiles a little.

"Tch yes... But never do that again. If that's not necessary."

Your face softens and you smile brightly at his words.

"You're really a gentleman, you know that? You're practically giving me the permission to hug another men. But I promise Levi, I'll never misuse the chance."

Levi makes a pissed expression and flicks your forehead.

"I trust you. I know you won't."

You rub your forehead and smile.

"I trust you too, Levi."

[wantyougones-blog]

Bat-Family Headcanon Voices

Since some of these actors may not be around anymore/older, they are not meant to be realistic options for voice actors, they are simply meant to give you a good idea what I would want the characters to sound like.

Alfred Pennyworth

Peter Cullen (known for voicing Optimus Prime)

Bruce Wayne / Batman

Roger Craig Smith (known for voicing Batman in Arkham Origins)

Dick Grayson / Nightwing

Josh Keaton (known for voicing Spider-Man / Peter Parker, Shiro, and Green Lantern / Hal Jordan)

Jason Todd / Red Hood

Matthew Mercer (known for voicing Levi, Chrom, and Jotaro Kujo)

Tim Drake / Red Robin

Yuri Lowenthal (known for voicing Sasuke Uchiha,  Spider-Man / Peter Parker and Ben Tennyson)

Cassandra Cain / Batgirl

Trina Nishimura (known for voicing Mikasa Ackerman, Kurisu Makise, and Lan Fan)

Stephanie Brown / Spoiler

Felicia Day (known for voicing Pear Butter, Erika Violette, and Betty)

Catwoman / Selina Kyle

Grey DeLisle (known for voicing Azula, Catwoman / Selina Kyle, and Daphne Blake)

Barbara Gordon / Batgirl / Oracle

Ashley Johnson (known for voicing Ellie, Terra, and Gwen Tennyson)

Kate Kane / Batwoman

Wendie Malick (known for voicing Eda Clawthorne, Chica, and Beatrice Horseman)

Luke Fox / Batwing

Phil LaMarr (known for voicing Samurai Jack, Green Lantern / John Stewart, and Static / Virgil Hawkins)

Damian Wayne / Robin

Zeno Robinson (known for voicing Hawks, Golden Guard / Hunter, and Goh)

Duke Thomas / Signal

Deven Mack (known for voicing Sonic the Hedgehog)

Harper Row / Bluebird

AJ Michalka ( known for voicing Catra, and Stevonnie)

Helena Bertinelli / Huntress

Katie Leung (known for voicing Caitlyn Kiramman)

Jean-Paul / Azrael

Keith David (known for voicing Goliath, Dr. Facilier, and Spawn)

[nityarawal]

Is it too late to have a coming of age experience at 39 after two kids, a husband, and a career in Real estate?

I had the most amazing 40th birthday weekend. I thought I would write all my friends and see if anyone wanted to go to Esalen with me- this is a hot springs in Northern CA that I've been wanting to go to for my whole life! Just a massage is pricey and to go for the whole weekend was over $750 but I thought I would throw it out there. I didn't really care who I saw while there. I just knew I wanted to enjoy it with friends. I didn't have the nerve to go to a spa where everyone swims naked without any friends or family. I had 4 takers.  Several good friends committed. We tried to decide which workshop to do. I was thinking to do one on songwriting and bhajans when my friend Tess suggested the creativity workshop. At first I thought that one was so ambivalent...I know about creativity and my own process. I've been doing TM my whole life after all and I know how to tap that place. The truth is I rarely do any creative writing anymore which is what I have my degree in though. I wasn't looking for a revival though, but more than anything a chance to soak in the hot springs next to the crashing pacific waves in good company. Tess suggested this Josh Radnor workshop, "he's the guy in ‘How I met your mother!’" 

"Oh," I said. Yes I remembered him...I actually didn't know which character at first but my favorite was Ted Mosby and was delighted that is actually Josh Radnor. She also said that David Newman was teaching it with him and was famous in LA for his amazing yoga studio. It sounded like this was the course to do! So I called up Esalen and managed to switch workshops and got two of my friends to switch with me. Tess had known of Josh also because he'd been on ER and her husband was a writer/director of the show. Unfortunately she didn't end up coming on that special weekend because her hubby had a intensive writing weekend planned and she needed to be in back up support with the kids but I'm forever grateful she intervened and tipped us off on where to go!

I worked until the minute I left practically- emailing and tying up loose ends on a real estate deal. I was concerned my client would miss me for two days being off the grid and not reachable by phone. I assured her it was actually only one day that I would be totally gone since Friday and Sunday I would be travelling and could be reached. I could tell she was a little panicky about it but luckily her daughter had the same birthday as me and she had also planned to go and visit her in Portland. I felt a little foolish going to this workshop without knowing too much about Josh Radnor other than his role in HIMYM so I did a little homework late at night before I left and read some reviews and interviews with him about his movies. I decided to download the first one he did- ‘Happythankyoumoreplease.’

The trip to Esalen was loooong! I thought I would fly- only an hours flight- and get there early with time to relax and enjoy the facilities. I was expected to arrive at noon and my friends were going to pick me up. We'd have lunch somewhere glorious along the ocean enroute. I was so excited! I left my house at 9:30am but my flight was postponed and postponed. I called another friend to pick me up who was also driving down from the bay area and let the other two go ahead and have lunch etc. Danielle somehow got lost en-route though and then stopped somewhere for directions and left her handbag, so had to go back, and finally got to me around 4pm. No worries, I sat in the airport watching the rest of Josh's first movie, ‘Happythankyoumoreplease.' I had started it on the airplane and I was savoring all of it. He wrote, directed and acted in it. It felt like a first movie yet it was so sweet and I was excited to see Malin Ackerman in it as well. I just knew when she said this line about how an Indian taxi driver told her if she got something she liked in life to just say, "more please," that there was a spiritual message and I was in for a treat but still no idea how special Josh Radnor would be.

Danielle arrived when I had 20 minutes left and I kept pausing to tie up loose ends up on my Real Estate deal back home too. Last conversations with my transaction coordinator, my client and broker before I checked out for two days. I was so excited and didn't want to be chatting or negotiating on one of my favorite coastal drives down to Big Sur with a dear old friend that I hadn't seen in several years. No, we had fabulous talks about sex and caught totally up. My magical girls' weekend had begun and the smells of eucalyptus trees and ocean was intoxicating. We couldn't resist stopping at Nepentheon- one of the great restaurants of Big Sur- even though we were only a half hour away and had paid for a wonderful dinner at Esalen. The sun was setting the view was spectacular! We indulged in some tapas and a glass of wine, I got the last of my messages before my phone died and we were on our way out of reception.

We arrived into a pitch dark place. The guard keepers of Esalen said they couldn't tell us where our other friends were staying- some strange policy and that we'd have to leave a note on the bulletin for them. So we thought we'd quickly check in and get to our workshops. We were given flashlights and navigated halfway across the resort to our different classes. Danielle was trying out some metaphysical mind over matter one but later switched to my course on sat after I told her how great it was. I showed up late and felt a bit battered from my long and harrowing day. I wished I was fresher for this first meeting but was too excited to lose any more time. Our meeting was in a yurt next to the ocean and we all introduced ourselves that night. I didn't say where I was from but David and Josh seemed interested that I did TM and they both had learned too but seemed to be onto other things. I mentioned what a great tool it had been for me and they agreed while others in the group expressed their curiosity. That first night was intimate- with only 20 or 30 people in the yurt. I didn't know where my other friends were but I enjoyed sitting there alone... I told the group that we were there celebrating my BIG birthday. For me this was so special. It was such a treat to be there whereas I felt like many of the people who were there had no idea how special Josh was and were even further behind than I was in watching his shows! Many didn't even know about HIMYM! They were just simple folks, many once hippies, coming to enjoy Esalen. Although one woman was an editor from San Francisco with a big publisher and had read his biography! Oh, how I would love to get my hands on that book! She said it was really good and Josh shared his reasons for not publishing it. He said he did things that he'd rather not go public on- he takes his role as a leader and role-model very seriously and doesn't drink, swear or go to strip clubs and is super into his shakti and spiritual path.

We did some chanting and bhajans after the introduction and my heart felt open as I set there on my cushion with no backrest rocking to the music, my spine unwinding and kept accidentally catching Josh's eye. It was a magical evening!

When I got back to my room Danielle said her meeting was OK and that she'd switch to my class because I was very floored and excited about the weekend ahead even though I hadn't planned to do too much of the workshop in my pursuit of hot water. As we were talking Hollie and Mona popped up! It turned out they were in the room next to ours! This seemed like such a gift since the stern Esalen Heralds had not been willing to share their location. We laughed and talked all giddy to see each other but they were tired and had been enjoying the grounds for hours- they'd had their massages, soaked, a divine vegetarian dinner and walked the grounds. I was a little jealous but didn't want to miss out on lost time so Danielle and I headed to the pools and decided sleep was not the priority. We soaked until about 11;30 in the waxing moonlight. We tried the silent Roman pools and enjoyed the meditative atmosphere but Danielle wanted to chat so we went to the other pools. Each pool was so completely glorius. We moved to these pools outside but under the verandas that were open to the crashing waves below. I'd never been in such a beautiful spring in my life and my heart was soaring with the experience. I felt so completely blessed. I couldn't stop smiling. This was the best present I'd ever received and I was savoring every moment of it- I couldn't believe that 3 dear friends were willing to share this with me too! Danielle and I had lovely talks and had a lot of privacy with only a few others there. We tried several different pools and finally were too tired to soak more so showered and headed up the dark paths home. The hills and stairs were a work out and we arrived to our room out of breath and exhausted but in a fantastically good delicious way. I knew my itunes movie was going to expire and I hadn't finished it but I was too tired, and only had about 20 minutes left, so just hoped I'd find time the next day.

Saturday we had a plan to meet HOllie and Mona for breakfast. We had a lovely meal in a corner and I had to sample every food they had so took tiny portions- all was glorious and different for me- I had miso soup- which I've never had for breakfast with kim chi. Mona said the granola was unreal so I had a smidgeon of that with yogurt. They had stewed prunes- which I thought was genius since hot springs for some odd reason are constipating. We enjoyed a couple of cups of coffee and tea and every turn I took around the dining room, Josh seemed to appear next to me in his hoodie with bed head- which is his signature look. God, it was unsettling. I tried to smile and be casual but he has a grumpy morning face. I must have almost bumped into him about 10 times! I couldn't believe it and wanted to yak about the crazy experience with my girlfriends but the lunchroom felt too small for such indulgences. They didn't even know who he was or had seen his shows so they weren't very excited in the same way. Although they appreciated how cute he was! This seemed to be my magical universe. 

Mona said I must get a massage- that they were glorious and I owed it to myself to get one for my bday. Her and HOllie were getting theirs for the second day in a row! Danielle and I headed into the reception to make our reservation and guess who was beside me also requesting something? Josh. God I had butterflies. I get funny around celebrities and very excited so this was all just a bit too much! I wished I had someone who could relate. The most my girls could offer was that he was cute. 

Mona was super excited to see my message on the board and instagrammed it to Facebook.

Then we all walked joyously up the path to class. It was like a dream...gorgeous flowers blooming everywhere...my friends looked so beautiful and I just wanted to hang out and take photos but was also very excited about our workshop which we were rapidly late for. Esalen is like a '60's commune though- it radiates love and peace and it's hard to believe this magical place still exists in this day and age! We wound our way up to our class and it was sparkling in the day light. I had gotten lost winding up there the night before passing houses and walking through forests but in the light of day I could see the school garden, the school bus converted into a class and granted myself a few pictures of the girls. One of Hollie under an arch of metal she wanted to recreate in her garden. I felt proud to have my friends in class with me that morning. We all sat in the back row and they didn't get the proper introduction but I did whisper that Hollie was a Scorpio since we'd all shared our signs the night before.

Holl's and Mona don't have the best backs so even though they got back jacks their backs were suffering by the end of the lesson. I felt like this yoga energy was coursing through me and I didn't mind not having the support. I was really getting into the Bhajans. I felt like my heart was opening wide and those silly feelings of catching Josh looking at me, like a girl in school- like my sparkle must be on and my inner light shining out. Hollie, Mona and I were giddy that day laughing and giggling catching each others eyes just thrilled to be on our retreat! After class as we were walking out I mentioned to Josh that I'd love to see Liberal Arts and asked if we were going to watch any of his movies. He said maybe. That afternoon I arrived a bit late after my gorgeous massage- this was one of the best massages I'd ever had- I lay naked with one wall open to the pacific, the warm air and sunlight glowing in and felt the feathery hands of a woman perform some Asian combination massage indigenous to Esalen. I could see why HOllie and Mona had to get one of these two days in a row and felt like this massage I almost stingily didn't get might have been one of the best I'd ever had. She cocooned me afterwards in towels and I could've slept there all afternoon but only allowed myself a few minutes because I didn't want to miss a moment of Esalen. I was hoping to soak with Hollie and Mona after but they were just heading into their massages. As I was walking out of the roman bath I saw Fillipo Francini in the dressing room- he's an Italian composer that is a client of mine. I said hi, but he looked so inward and puzzled with his towel draped over his privates, like a man from roman times- I thought maybe it's not the best time to be social so let it go.

I was late for lunch and Danielle had already finished so I took my food to this nook under a tree at the bluffs edge. It was such a perfect place to journal. I felt so awake. I could've written for hours but there was little time to take in so much. So then I dipped in the cold swimming pool in the verdant green bluff and appreciated the paradise.

As I was walking to class I saw HOllie & Mona- they said they weren't going since they were late to class and wanted to hike and enjoy the sunset etc. so I went ahead. Danielle was sitting by the door but I thought I would sit where I had been and Josh was sitting in the seat next to mine so I just went with it and enjoyed his company as we sang Bhajans.

At the break Danielle told me the good news that we were going to play a movie that night. Josh put on some scenes from his movies HTMP and it was so cool to have him share his favorite scenes- one of them I hadn't seen yet and it was so fantastic the way this man who wasn't attractive in the beginning of the movie suddenly became gorgeous as the light of love dawned in the leading ladies heart. He really captured this well in the movie and this was a feeling I'd had before and enjoyed the way he'd painted it. He was so humble sharing all these scenes with an audience that had no clue how brilliant he was. He didn't seem to mind and I felt like a bit lame that I hadn't even finished his movie before the workshop, but was very excited that he'd listened to my cue to show Liberal Arts, and it just felt like my birthday couldn't have been any better. Danielle had a bit of a laugh at me for parking myself at the other end of the room from her near Josh but I just explained that was where I'd been sitting before.

That night when we arrived all the back jacks and pillows were gone. Many people had several under them and there was a fresh batch of popcorn. I didn't mind and sat in the back of the room with Hollie and Mona. We found some blankets and they laid down. I was just in bliss and still feeling this yogic kundalini which somehow kept my spine strong even with no support. Josh put on Liberal Arts and plopped down next to me in the back row (again!!! I couldn't believe my luck!)

I found a couple of small pillows and rolled one over to him. I couldn't believe that Josh; the workshop leader, whom I thought was the guest of honor, was lying on the floor with no support and none of the patrons had offered him some of their comfort. 

Hollie thought it was rude no one offered us their pillows either but I didn't care. Her and Mona finally couldn't take it though and left to go soak and I stayed and enjoyed this surreal experience of watching Josh on the screen while laying next to him. This was the most unbelievable thing! Sometimes he'd jump up and stop the movie to share some interesting tidbit about it and I felt like this was one of the most creative things to partake in- I could tell he felt vulnerable sharing his art and was listening for our laughs and peeking at our expressions for feedback. It was such a magical night and it made me realise what was possible for myself as an artist too. He gave me such a great gift by sharing his movie with us that night- it lit a fire of inspiration and creativity that I still feel strongly though I still struggle finding time to express it and do my own work. I'm writing this story now on notepad and my novel is buried in files I still need to wade through on this laptop. Nevermind though. 

It was one of the most stimulating and exciting evenings even though it was a quiet and rustic setting off the grid in Big Sur. Danielle felt the same way but I think neither of us could put a finger on it. She also confessed that Josh had been staring at her. I guess he was like Krishna that weekend and probably many of the girls had that experience. The music kept taking my heart to new levels too- David had us singing these gorgeous bhajans and even Josh sang with us- not above it at all and often he referred to David to answer questions about creativity and things even though I think most of the class was more interested in his creative process.

At the end of each evening David would play some bhajans so we'd end on a high note and he’d say he'd see us in the pools as if both he and Josh would be there. That night the pools were busy and Danielle and I squeezed into the one by the oceans edge after trying a few and looking for our place. It was exciting to think that Josh might be in the other pool but it seemed like a lot of men were over there so we stayed away. We did have a run in with David in the co-ed bathroom that was embarrassing- saw a little more than we would've liked! Ha ha!

We got tired again around midnight and decided to head home. The magic of Esalen was more important to me than sleep. Normally I love my rest but on this occasion I just wanted to absorb as much of that atmosphere as I could.

Sunday morning was still high. Danielle finally asked her question about creativity. David and Josh said they work in the morning best after a cup of tea. I longed for the discipline to get back to that place. I used to work daily and my creative process flowed around my routine and energy levels but since my 2nd child it seems to flow around the family with little time left for energetic creating. I felt like I'd lit a flame that I would tender though. And I made a commitment to work on my book and finish it once again. I told Josh about my town in Encintias and he and David were familiar with it. David invited me to his concert at the Kirtan Castle- Phillipo Francini's house- and I laughed and told him about seeing him in the dressing room and that he was my client!

I normally don't go visit because it's also a Tantra center but decided I would go to see them the following month. Danielle took a photo of Josh and I after class and I gave him a small crystal ganesh and a card in case he wanted to show his movie HTMP in Encinitas or Fairfield- He said he wanted to share it in towns of yogis where they get it. I also met with the agent from the famous publishing house and got her name and gave her my card over lunch. We had one last special meal out on the deck. By now, everyone was quite comfortable with Josh and he seemed to have many dates for meals; I no longer felt like we were two lonely ships colliding in the lunch room as frequently but was still very aware of his presence.

I was wishing I could stay. As I went to reception to check out after lunch- I overheard that Josh was staying another day. I asked if there were rooms to stay in; it would've been half price to stay another day without a retreat and I was sorely tempted but my friends were already in the packed car and waiting to get to the airport.

I couldn't stay but I long to do another retreat at Esalen again. I don't know if it will ever be that great- this was a birthday treat of a lifetime. I felt like the Gods were shining down on me. Josh had his shrine set up in that yurt and David was singing mantras- it was a very high weekend. I felt a lot of ecstasy and very excited that my creative spark had been lit. Yet it was time to get home. Back to my clients, my family and my other world. I don't have the luxury of unlimited time delving into those creative windows but that weekend with Josh at Esalen will stay with me and has lit my fire. Now in the evenings, when I have a few minutes, I play music from his play list, I follow his twitter, see the interesting articles he shares or writes, and sometimes it seems like my imagination- did I really become friends with Josh? Or was I just a stranger he obliged with a photo and a few words. It doesn't really matter. He moved me with his presence, stories and movies and I felt like I got a really unique experience on my last weekend being 39. I felt really blessed!

[leviiackrman]

Ciri of Cintras x Una Wattleseed, tw3 [otp: the swallow and the raven] || Katsuki Bakugo x Asami Enatsu, mha [otp: boom boom pow]

AU Rin Kyutoku x Touya Todoroki, mha [otp: that’s hot (literally)] || Sam Drake x Jess Carter, uc [otp: my favourite adventure]

Aloy x Nymira Lanu, hzd [otp: you’re my home] || Levi Ackerman x Margot Durand, aot [otp: give your heart]

Asahi Azumane x Hideko Sugawara, hky! [otp: flying high!] || Jordan Parker x Josh Washington, ud [otp: hook line and sinker]

I’ve had the longest day ever of moving stuff to my new house so I needed to relax and found this real cute but simple picrew, so felt like sharing it with all you lovelies!🤍

Tagging: @florbelles @dihardys @risingsh0t @indorilnerevarine @shellibisshe @chuckhansen @liurnia @denerims @jackiesarch @marivenah @sstewyhosseini @kingsroad @aedvcan @prometheas @unholymilf @solasan @shadowglens @queennymeria @confidentandgood @arklay @thomrainer @hoesephseed @roofgeese @unholymilf @simonxriley @multiverse-of-themind @malefiicarum @jendoe + @jacobseed (feel free to @ me if you also do this but no obligation)

[kimbersrp]

characters under the cut, organized by fc. if you want to rp with one, or a couple, of them just message me. (adding more as i go)

females; (multiple of the same fc)

dove cameron:

abbey sampson | 24 years old | dancer & singer | human

kimber halliwell | 26 years old | club owner | witch

jillian cowan | 27 years old | actress (depending on plot) | human

tatum monroe | 27 years old | baker | human

giorgia whigham:

stefanie myers | 27 years old | nurse | human

sydney sweeney:

charlotte brennon | 26 years old | forensic anthropology student | human

sabrina carpenter:

ryelle rothschild | 24 years old | jewelry store manager | human

jenna ortega:

tina gomez | 20 years old | college student | human

madelyn cline:

sammy yearwood | 26 years old | model | human

alycia debnam-carey:

alice westyn | 23 years old | ballet dancer | human or vampire (depending on the plot)

willa parker | 27 years old | bartender | human

cassie stevens | 27 years old | interior designer | human

claire holt:

olivia halliwell | 24 years old | nurse | witch

danielle rose russell:

anastasia hill | 23 years old | stylist | human

hope mikaelson | 23 years old | teacher at salvatore school | tribrid

mary mouser:

haley mason | 26 years old | makeup artist | human

nova munson | 25 years old | college student | human

lili reinhart:

adalynn hale | 22 years old | photographer | human

elisa harker | 22 years old | barista/college student | human or vampire (depending on the plot)

jaz sinclair:

mia ellis | 26 years old | casino dealer | human

josephine langford:

laurel harker | 24 years old | waitress & barista | human

katherine langford:

mina rollins | 25 years old | fashion designer | human

crystal reed:

trinity scott | 30 years old | club owner | human

allison argent | 26 years old | hunter | human

chloe bennet:

lana wang | 26 years old | waitress | human

daisy johnson | 28 years old | agent for s.h.i.e.l.d | inhuman

scout taylor-compton:

starla miller | 29 years old | pediatrician | human

candice accola:

annabelle 'belle' stone | 29 years old | pastry chef | human

harper halliwell | 25 years old | beautician | witch

zendaya coleman:

tatiana major | 24 years old | dancer | human

vanessa morgan:

shayna thompson | 30 years old | singer | human

toni topaz | 31 years old | bar owner | human

phoebe tonkin:

trixie turner | 27 years old | fashion designer | human or vampire (depending on the plot)

hayley marshall | 32 years old | bottle service girl | hybrid

mikey madison:

gabriella addams | 24 years old | dancer | human

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males; (multiple of the same fc)

miles heizer:

tommy halliwell | 20 to 24 years old (depending on the plot) | photographer | witch

max timmons | 29 years old | cook | human

kyle gallner:

kieran halliwell | 27 years old | bartender | witch

quentin pierce | 28 years old | security guard | werewolf or human (depending on the plot)

jeremy allen white:

elliot stryker | 26 years old | mechanic | human

lip gallagher | 24 years old | architect | human

grant gustin:

barry allen | 29 years old | csi at ccpd & superhero | meta-human

campbell mills | 28 years old | artist | human

tom holland:

stevie langdon | 24 years old | writer | human

peter parker | 22 years old | college student & hero | superhuman

dylan o'brien:

stiles stilinski | 25 years old | fbi agent | human

daniel sharman:

killian samson | 27 years old | restaurant owner | human

dylan minnette:

wes jensen | 26 years old | veterinary assistant | human

joe keery:

steve harrington | 25 years old | sales associate at hot topic | human

kip ackerman | 27 years old | novelist | human

josh hutcherson:

ethan redfield | 27 years old | security guard | werewolf

christian bardot | 28 years old | waiter | human

tanner buchanan:

oliver halliwell | 23 years old | martial arts instructor | witch

xolo maridueña:

remy martinez | 22 years old | cook | human

[trinityho0516]

May 15, 2023

Today I am the luckiest person in the world all my friends came out to support me and by friends i mean all these beautiful horses word. I got 7 hours of sleep which was the most I’ve ever gotten this week!! My JP got me a donut at Kerckhoff which was so clutch because I wasn’t going to eat breakfast. I then got salmon poke with Josh and it was mid for poke but good for food truck for poke. After my Chem lecture I got spaghetti and meatballs with Haley at Epic at Ackerman! It was so yumm, I think Ill start ordering that for now on. After doing some homework I got dinner at Epicuria and the menu was super mediocre today. It’s okay though because I had good company!! Today was a really fun and chill day overall!

Song of the day: chug jug (happy birthday version).

[consistantly-changing]

[Image description: a tweet by @joshuaackerman "josh ackerman" which says "i have thought about this hacker news comment nearly every day since november ninth twenty seventeen".

Attached is a screenshot from Hacker news, which says "Entrepreneurship is like one of those carnival games where you throw darts or something.

Middle class kids can afford one throw. Most miss. A few hit the target and get a small prize. A very few hit the center bullseye and get a bigger prize. Rags to riches! The American Dream lives on.

Rich kids can afford many throws. If they want to, they can try over and over and over again until they hit something and feel good about themselves. Some keep going until they hit the center bullseye, then they give speeches or write blog posts about "meritocracy" and the salutary effects of hard work.

Poor kids aren't visiting the carnival. They're the ones working it."]

[transformers-mosaic]

Transformers: Mosaic #302 - "No Conflict"

Originally posted on November 28th, 2008

Story - Martin Fisher, Josh van Reyk Art - Mike Ackerman Colours, Letters - Graham Thomson

deviantART | Seibertron | TFW2005 | BotTalk

wada sez: Another coda to Stormbringer. Clean inks and colors below.

[kattyfics]

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭s

Here’s the fandoms and characters I write for. The individual masterlists are linked based on whether or not I’ve written from them yet.

ミ★ Harry Potter

• Draco Malfoy

• Harry James Potter

• Fred Weasley

• George Weasley

• Ron Weasley

ミ★ The Hunger Games

• Haymitch Abernathy

• Peeta Mellark

• Finnick Odair

• Coriolanus Snow (young)

ミ★ Marvel

• James Barns

• Peter Parker (T.H or A.G)

• Steve Rogers

• Tony Stark

ミ★ The Walking Dead

• Daryl Dixon

• Carl Grimes

• Rick Grimes

• Negan Smith

ミ★ Actors and Corresponding Roles

• Josh Hutchison

• Rory Culkin

ミ★ Random

• Levi Ackerman (aot)

• Dick Grayson (titans)

[kutyozh]

[ID: a tweet by josh ackerman @/joshuaackerman reading:

i have thought about this hacker news comment nearly every day since november ninth twenty seventeen

below is a screenshot of said hacker news comment. it was posted by notacoward on Nov 9, 2017. the title is partially visible and reads "Entrepreneurs Aren't a Special Breed - They're Mos..."

The comment reads: "Entrepreneurship is like one of those carnival games where you throw darts or something.

Middle class kids can afford one throw. Most miss. A few hit the target and get a small prize. A very few hit the center bullseye and get a bigger prize. Rags to riches! The American Dream lives on.

Rich kids can afford many throws. If they want to, they can try over and over and over again until they hit something and feel good about themselves. Some keep going until they hit the center bullseye, then they give soeeches or write blog posts about "meritocracy" and the salutary effects of hard work.

Poor kids aren't visiting the carnival. They're the ones working it." /end ID]

[billysdigiblog]

The Role of Art Criticism in Today's World

My understanding of the art critic’s impact in today’s world is frankly confusing and inherently contradictory. From research, it’s apparent that the role of an art critic in today’s world is described as a dead or dying thing, with only around ten contemporary critics in the United States able to get bread on their table from the job (according to Josh Baer in a conversation with Saltz). Others say, with no small derision and regret, that the wheel of the art market is directed by the covert hands of the art critics, who sit like bejeweled gargoyles at the top of the art food chain and live only to propagate a money-obsessed marketplace concerned with artworks insofar as their capacity to be investments. One thinks of Hughes in Nothing if Not Critical (Hughes, 1990 cited in: Gerry, 2012):

“So much of art – not all of it thank god, but a lot of it – has just become a kind of cruddy game for the self-aggrandisement of the rich and the ignorant.”

Then there is the middle-men; who, operating on the premise that the profession is indeed within its death throes, or that it is a rare profession to begin with, abandon the exercise of describing in pursuit of prescribing the appreciating value of the critic in light of this Ozymandian plight. In summary: assertion A is that critics have hold little to no sway nowadays, assertion B is that they have enough such that they generate a sort of monopoly within elite circles, and assertion C is that while art critics may be rare and few between, they are nowadays more important than ever due to their increasing scarcity. (Personally speaking, this fallaciously begs the question that they are inherently beneficial to the art world, fons et origo). Difficult though the exercise may be, I will endeavor to give a personal appraisal of the practice, using the classic pro-con model.

For fear of falling into cliché, I will not quote Anton Ego from Ratatouille, but in true pop fashion I will make reference to the spirit behind the movie’s words: the notion that the ‘new needs friends’. Art critics can give new voices a platform, and allow new styles, approaches, and artistic philosophies to take center stage, where they would otherwise have been drowned out by the dull totalitarianist clamor of consensus and trend. 

In the classical sense, the role of the critic is to act as an intellectual mediator between an audience and the artwork; contextualizing, providing perspective, and deepening appreciation, if done well. It follows the hermeneutical tradition: the interpretation and comprehension of human intellectual work, ascribing meaning to the animating principle behind these actions, evaluating the merits and values of the artwork in terms of what it has affirmed or provided for the human race. This is well anthologized in the beginning of Eleni Gentou’s (2010) Subjectivity in Art History and Criticism:

“…the approach of the art historian should have a scientific character, aiming at objectively valid formulations, while the critic should give equal consideration to subjective factors, acknowledging international artistic values, often taking on the additional role of philosopher or theorist of art.”

In effect, this creates a certain incentive among those who practice art criticism to - for lack of a better term - ‘sell you the idea’ (of the artwork). Perceiving the glass as half full, this generates a type of literary criticism that becomes an artwork within itself. As Jonathan Jones (2012) said in praise of good old Robert Hughes to the Guardian, “[...]he made criticism look like literature”. This factor is really what delineates the critic from the historian; as Ackerman (1960) eloquently said: “The typical critic is a specialist in expressionistic prose, the historian in esoteric facts.” 

Inversely perceiving the glass as half-empty, this also leads to a cult of a pithy, insipid and lazy appraisal of truly mediocre work, work which only can (and is) prettied up retroactively with pretty words. In this regard, critics can truly be the conman’s wet dream; they’ve thought up excuses for his meritless work before he’s even thought of them himself. 

On a further note sympathetic to their craft however, the role of critiquing art is not without risk, despite general perception that the artist is more or less a trembling spring lamb offering its brave work to the reptilian jaws of the wicked critic. Art criticism in the past has endeavored to debase something contemporary to the period, that, in the long run, became treasured and admired by humanity - impressionism being the obvious example here. One age’s pejorative often becomes another age’s badge of honor, and with the convenience of retrospect, the world isn’t kind to critics on the wrong side of history. At the risk of inviting accusations of moral relativism, I will venture to say that we operate under the spirit of their time and that people are a bit too prone to thinking ‘I would have been on the right side of history had I been there’ for my liking. The same way they gnash their teeth and imagine that they would have saved Van Gogh’s work from obscurity and suicide had they just been there in time for his early (initially pretty terrible) work. 

In summary, I have tried to paint a balanced portrait of art critics, if a bit magnanimous. They are perceived as parasitical by some, by others they are appreciated for the perceived artistic value of their writings - as such, the latter group is not really concerned about what the art critics do for Art inasmuch as how they do it. There are several traps that critics may fall into, such as the excessive defense of the old; the “[...]settled expectations and unquestioned presuppositions” (Kuspit, 2014), and to the contrary, a spineless adherence to anything and everything whose only virtue is that it's new in some way. One mustn’t think that we’re immunized against the error that the naysayers of the Impressionists fell into; at the same time, don’t let’s shut our prefrontal lobes down because one more artist decantered themselves into the currently already overfull and very sexy ‘questioned the boundaries of what art is’ pool.  The illegitimacy of both utter skepticism and utter dogmatism is equally insupportable.

References

Ackerman, J.S. (1960). Art History and the Problems of Criticism. Daedalus, [online] 89(1), pp.253–263. Available at: https://www.jstor.org/stable/20026565 [Accessed 19 Oct. 2023].

Cargill, O. (1958). The Role of the Critic. College English, 20(3), p.105. doi:https://doi.org/10.2307/371736.

Kuspit, D. B. (2014). Art criticism. In: Encyclopædia Britannica. [online] Available at: https://www.britannica.com/art/art-criticism.

Development, P. (2023). Jerry Saltz | The Baer Faxt Podcast. [online] www.thebaerfaxtpodcast.com. Available at: https://www.thebaerfaxtpodcast.com/e/jerry-saltz/.

Gemtou, E. (2010). Subjectivity in Art History and Art Criticism. Rupkatha Journal on Interdisciplinary Studies in Humanities, 2(1). doi:https://doi.org/10.21659/rupkatha.v2n1.02.

Gerry (2012). Robert Hughes. [online] That’s How The Light Gets In. Available at: https://gerryco23.wordpress.com/2012/08/07/robert-hughes-greatest-art-critic-of-our-time/ [Accessed 16 Oct. 2023].

HOWE DOWNES, W. (2023). ART CRITICISM on JSTOR. [online] Jstor.org. Available at: https://www.jstor.org/stable/23938988 [Accessed 20 Oct. 2023].

Hughes, R. (2015). The Spectacle of Skill. Vintage.

Jones, J. (2012). Robert Hughes: The Greatest Art Critic of Our Time. [online] The Guardian. Available at: https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/jonathanjonesblog/2012/aug/07/robert-hughes-greatest-art-critic. [Accessed 16 Oct. 2023].

Pepper, S.C. (2013). The Basis of Criticism in the Arts.

[wendywallow]

Marc, Josh, Ricky and Kevin (Season 5)