#keels over bc this took forever

[suitsofarmour]

Brainstorm paper doll !! \o7

(Extra pics below cut)

[sophistired18]

Timeskip Kryk!!

I like to envision different scenarios on how timeskip kryk's relationship would go based on whether they were in an established relationship before yaku went abroad or if they were stuck at the pining stage, but for now I'm going to just ramble some established relationship hc's bc otherwise the list would go on forever! I hope you all enjoy!!

They definitely had it rough at first bc of the distance and time differences. They both agreed it'd be difficult, but they knew they could make it work. However, it was so much harder than either of them expected.

It was getting unbearable for kuroo, as it felt like a piece of a puzzle was missing from his everyday routine. He still hung out with his old teammates when he could, and he and Kai went to the same university, but they both knew it wasn't the same without yaku.

As for yaku, there were so many times he wanted to keel over and impulsively fly back to japan. He missed home so bad, and kuroo was home. Also the learning curve on speaking a new language and the culture shock in a foreign country was extremely rough. He stuck through it through pure perseverance. Yaku never thought he could doubt his own abilities, but being so isolated from everything he's ever known made him feel smaller than he's ever felt before.

It took a break down and a late midnight call (a morning one for kuroo) for yaku to be reassured that he's here because he's meant to be here and he earned it. From this point the two of them begin to really put in the effort to make sure they check up on each other and call more regularly (instead of trying to ignore how bad they miss each other)

They always call to say goodnight/good morning and just talk about their overall day

The day before Kuroo's college graduation, Yaku secretly flew down and surprised him on grad day. Kuroo just froze up bc he hasn't seen his bf in person in 4 years so he must be hallucinating. It took him a minute to realize he's not schizophrenic and then jump into his smaller (buffer???) Bf's arms. (He also cried alot, which yaku always teases him about to their friends)

The next time they see each other in person is a few months later when kuroo flies up to russia for a weekend to celebrate Yaku's belated birthday. At this point Yaku is practically fluent in russian and kuroo is astounded by how much Yaku's acclimated to his surroundings (it has been 5 years, but its still shocking nonetheless). They eat at one of Yaku's fav restaurants for lunch, which was amusing to Yaku since for the first time Kuroo didn't argue about the menu and took his recommendations bc he was so out of his element.

Later after exploring Moscow together, they decide not eat out for dinner and instead get groceries from an oriental market that yaku frequents often. Kuroo makes him some homemade tonkotsu ramen and yaku starts bawling his eyes out. They celebrate the first birthday Yaku's had with a loved one in 5 years

The next time they see each other, its for Kuroo's older sister's wedding. The whole night, Kuroo held Yaku's hand under the table and silently thumbed his ring finger. No words were spoken about the gesture when they got back to their hotel room, but they didn't need any to know what they wanted.

Yaku's finally back in japan for the 2020 Olympics and this time he decides to stay for a while. He moves in with Kuroo at his apartment and they act like a practically married couple (although they already acted like that before). They do a ton of wholesome domestic stuff that comes easier then you'd think for a couple that hasn't physically been with each other in years.

Now that they live together after all these years, the crave for physical affection is undeniably overwhelming for the both of them. They somehow always need to be touching, whether its watching a show on the couch with their legs intertwined, helping each other button up their shirts and get ready in the morning, or having their bodies bump each other lightly as they wash the dishes together.

Sometimes Kuroo spends late nights working on his laptop and Yaku always tries to remain on a strict schedule so he goes to bed earlier. But after some point he starts missing Kuroo sleeping in bed with him, so one night he asks Kuroo, "Hey Tetsu, you can work anywhere, right?" and Kuroo confused, simply says "Yes... I suppose?" So Yaku drags Kuroo to their bedroom, with Kuroo still holding his laptop and plops Kuroo onto the bed. "Okay, here's your new office" Yaku yawns and then climbs into bed and snuggles against Kuroo's side. Kuroo just sits there in awe for a bit until he sees that yaku actually fell asleep. He continues working with his laptop on his lap, his hand occasionally brushing through Yaku's hair. Eventually he has to get up to put his laptop away and change out of his suit that he's still currently wearing. But now this "office" has becomes a regular routine whenever Kuroo has to work late nights at home. (He makes sure to get ready for bed beforehand as well so that he can go straight to sleep after finishing work)

Kai always pokes at Kuroo and asks when he's gonna propose. Kenma tells him to hurry up and get on with it before another foreign pro team whisks Yaku away

Yaku used to be more reluctant to show affection or make the first move during highschool, but now he's almost always the one to initiate. It's not even that Kuroo is the one who's shy, its just that Yaku always seems to beat him to it.

Its their 10 year anniversary of their relationship (spanning from 3rd yr of hs to post Olympics) and they're spending it at a beach in okinawa (since the last anniversary they spent in the mountains per Yaku's request). It only takes a decade, but Kuroo finally takes his chance to propose as the sunset lies against the ocean waves. However, like most things, Yaku beats him to it and somehow Yaku is the one down on one knee with a ring (and here Kuroo is standing like an idiot still fumbling to grab the damn box out of his pocket). The trip ended with both of them wearing contrasting rings and a proposal story that ends up being another embarrassing one that Yaku always shares with their friends.

After playing a few seasons of pro league in japan, Yaku gets a call and an email from a recruiter in Poland for the team, orzeł warszawa. After discussing it for a while, they come to a decision and Kuroo wishes his husband a safe trip as he watches him wave farewell and enter the airport

[covey-o-quail]

magic isnt sentient I DONT CAREEEEE white london is ALIVE it's dying but like. it's still alive. they acknowledge this. the earth is angry the magic is afraid. and ok so tell me why antari present at like 4-5 + holland was 8 not like a super outlier but truly he probably would not have survived if he was a target That young. It Chose Him change my mind impossibleand also. his eye took a long time to go black white london scraping the bottom of the barrel for this boy who had pretty much already offered himself up which. hello. + his freaky threads "it was probably just osaron" okay i just think he would have noticed a change in his magic if so a la keel frayed threads anyway also also like he just was Given blood commands? so was kosika. also im normal abt hollands first spell being to end a life and kosikas being to save one . im so normal and also it is relevant. but like kell and lila had to learn them like theyd learn anything else. and maybe this one can be written off as it kind of makes things more difficult to explain otherwise bc where would white london antari get them from But. holland also has like a deepinate understanding of the rules and regs alsoBut. true unignorable freaktari behavior when they keep saying only the folk who hold the elements in balance can nurture life bc it's fragile at the start (o_o) and antari are often just Way Too Powerful to have Balance and the Priest Trees book4 They Keep Saying This and well. Well. tentatively crediting ghostholland with his tree However kosika cherry tree those most egregious Uhm?s but like even before that and even before That. i mean holland growth and life and strength/control/Balance w da rings n shit forever WAIT i was also going to say this later but it hit me holland black london deathsleep grass weeds flowers holland silver wood........ the Grass.................hello. yeah i for sure think his body is in some kind of incorruptible preserved + this? im not saying serak wouldnt be deep in his faith without but. Also the whole 10days theroies Like white london is definitely preserving him i think it would be good if it said Ok we understand rest a little while but like. it's not over here. i think it would be good if white london and its people learned to love the other again and trust. that was always the biggest thing 2 me since book one literally the whole magic + man story and then kell thinking abt holland vortalis ally and then holland + danes story BE SO FR maybe thats why i got confused and didnt understand the framing of acol ending bc holland was always white london 2 me on some level and he should have lived and if he dies well. "when you say mean things abt urself this is who ur being mean to" except holland when u kill urself this is who And living his life loving white london was how . . so yes magic has been bound and abused for so long like how is an answer not to stop mistreating it. it would be so hard and so scary to accomplish but i believe andi think something could be done w holland switching sides in the allegory being a man w no magic just a guy who still is not unlike white london itself in fact more so even!! but whateverrrrrrr this gets into unfumbled alt paths. working w what is presented i am still hopeful

ok so i am curious how kosikas power will be explained if it's not literally just White London Chose Her Too since like. that cannot be hollands power lol. when i first read i was really negative abt the inheritor being brought back up and the possibility of it being An Object In Play for this trilogy but now. actually kind of digging it (osaron excluded) bc i would be fine if lila goes for it. espesh since it took her+kells power to close that one door and if things only escalate Well. there are more thoughts as to lila but i would support her if she decided to take the plunge and i would support her if she chose to Not and find another way and trust. i would be fine if kosika went for it bc it would probably either be bc 1) holland told her to or 2) holland told her not to. LOGISTICS ASIDE im not typing out the minutiae of hows. truly i do not think option 1 bc the truth of the inheritor would dismantle The Everything lol. but yk ghostholland can just lie so. it's simply a question of why and also what is he. number two is holland gets revived or some other thing happens and unravels kosikas whole Everything and it leads to a Mess and well. it would be really sick and twisted if kosika Actually went and inherited hollands power since we love to keep saying shes done so. and also she would do it to save her world that was it that was the Reason sorry i kind of think she'd be mad and disappointed in holland for a number of things . and even if he had never seen her b4 and was dead half her life i think he would feel guilty abt failing her. bc he's holland.

[cinnamnt]

Thoughts on MGS4 graveyard scene and post credits scene?

well the snake graveyard scene was super cool at first, i think the cinematography with snake there by himself with the gun in his mouth had a lot of cool moments and frames… and not sure if by post credits you mean the first fakeout before the like 20 minute big boss graveyard cutscene or the post credit audio with otacon so ill give you both 🙏

the big boss graveyard scene was also very cool at first bc i was like WOAHHH BIG BOSS… (<-already knew exactly what was going to happen) but it definitely went on for too long like immediately after that LMFAO i did Not want another tell dont show monologue over a series of jpegs in the last like. ten minutes of the game and the way big boss took forever to die from FOXDIE was annoying as hell omfg he kept keeling over and dying only to come back and regurgitate the same spiel about how there shouldn’t be snakes in the world anymore

i did think the fact that he somehow just Had zero there with him in a wheelchair and made a whole big deal about turning off his life support was kind of hilarious though like what the hell was that

as for the post credits audio with snake and otacon DONT even talk to me about it. don’t even like. don’t

(i also have heard that bit a billion times before but it still hit crazy style getting to hear it for myself. for as much as people love to act like snake died immediately after mgs4 i think it’s really sweet that otacon was basically like Um me and sunny are your family so we’re coming with you Are You Stupid)

anyway that’s some of my thoughts for now my brain feels like a soup rn so i’ll probably share more another time but. yeah

PS i’ll be honest i didn’t think the longest cutscene in a video game ever felt all that long at least up until the big boss monologue i was really digging it (more than some other cutscenes in the game at least)

[theres-an-impulstor-among-us]

Another Friday night stabby glitched game idea, if your motivation's still moving in that direction!

A game that doesn't properly recognise the end when the Impostors outnumber the Crewmates, leaving Tango the sole survivor being openly hunted down by Impostors Brody and Impulse. Maybe he finishes the last task against the odds, maybe he gets slaughtered, maybe nobody ever figures out what went wrong with that game...your choice! I just love the spookyness of being alone on a ship with emergency alarms blaring and your-friends-but-not-quite tracking you down... Add code-level bloodlust and/or alien Impostor mutations to taste, if you'd like. Extra fun! :)

so bc the prompt was more horror-y, i took that as a dare to make this as horror-y as my non-horror-minded mind possibly can >:)

…

Something is extremely wrong. Tango’s been staring at the admin table for thirty full seconds now and there’s definitely only three players left. But the thing is… they haven’t voted anybody out. And the special roles are off, so there’s no sheriff. That means there’s still two imposters left.

...so why has the game not ended…?

Finally, Tango leaves the admin table and reluctantly checks his task list. He only has the download in comms left, which means he has to do that and then return here for the upload. As the only crewmate left alive, and the task bar so close to completion, he knows he has to do it.

However, at that moment, the oxygen alarm goes off. Tango quickly enters the number in the keypad in admin, before sprinting out towards O2, knowing that neither Impulse nor Brody is going to reset it.

Thankfully, neither imposter is waiting for him when he gets there and he’s able to punch in the second code. But the alarm doesn’t stop blaring. The red lights don’t stop flashing. His tablet tells him that the emergency timer has stopped.

Another glitch.

Thoroughly unnerved by the flashing lights and deep alarm sound still going off, Tango rushes from O2 down towards communications.

However, as he gets to shields, he spots the vent opening and he skids to a halt, finding himself face to face with Brody.

“H-Hi,” he squeaks out.

“I don’t know why the game hasn’t finished yet, but like hell am I losing now,” Brody snarls back. “Come here.”

Tango immediately turns tail and flees. He has no idea where Impulse is but his terror has just increased tenfold. Avoiding the vents as much as he can, he bursts back into the cafeteria, intending to loop back around to comms.

But as he does, he spots movement just inside admin and quickly changes course, running past medbay, through upper engine, and into security. Panting, he checks the security cameras. He can see Brody hovering around just inside admin, but there’s no sign of Impulse.

He hears a vent creak.

And now realises he’s stationed himself in a room with a vent and closable doors.

Abandoning security, he dashes out towards electrical, his head starting to pound at the alarm still blaring in his ears. Darting inside, he peers out and spots a figure just leaving storage, heading towards admin. He thinks it might be Impulse, but he can’t quite tell if the figure is yellow or white.

After a moment, he risks making a run for it. Using the pile of boxes in the centre of storage as cover, he makes it through and into communications.

The ten seconds his download takes are the longest seconds of Tango’s life. He has to check over his shoulder every second or so, just to make sure nobody is sneaking up on him. But finally, it’s over.

One more task. Ten more seconds. Then they can all go home.

Tango peers out of communications. He can see nobody to the left or the right, but he suspects Impulse and Brody might still be hanging around admin.

But as he carefully makes his way around towards navigation, he happens to glance up and spots the red flashing light on the side of the security camera.

Someone’s watching him.

His stomach drops but he forces himself to keep going. Not long now. He’s so close to the end.

Elsewhere on the ship, Impulse leaves security. He doesn’t know where Brody is and he doesn’t much care at the moment. All he knows is that there’s only one task left and it must be Tango’s.

He doesn’t know why, but the urge to kill is even stronger than it usually is. It’s like the 3rd Life bloodlust combined with the normal imposter urges. Tango is one of his best friends and yet the desire to hunt him down and tear him down with his knife is overwhelmingly strong.

In admin, Tango stands at the upload panel, jiggling anxiously from foot to foot as he watches his last task slowly complete. His heart pounds in his chest, sweat trickling down his back. He’s never been so terrified in his life.

A second or two before the upload finishes, something moves in the corner of his vision and he whirls around just in time to catch Impulse’s wrist before the dagger gets embedded in his chest.

“G-Get away from me!” he shrieks.

The two tussle for a while, struggling over the knife. As Tango tries to wrench it out of Impulse’s grasp, he feels a slight sting in his side but he ignores it and manages to shove Impulse away from him. The knife clatters to the ground as Impulse hits his head on the wall outside admin, knocking him out.

Panting, Tango turns back to the admin panel but another sharp sting in his side causes his hand to automatically fly to the area. To his shock, it comes away red and sticky.

Impulse must have got him in the scuffle.

The pain hits him just then and he almost collapses immediately.

But something in his code says NO.

He hasn’t survived this long against all the odds just to die to one tiny little stab wound just seconds from the end.

So he drags himself to his feet and determinedly plugs his tablet back into the upload task, forcing himself to stay awake as long as he can. Using his leg as a makeshift support, he presses himself against the wall, his stiff knee the only thing stopping him from keeling over.

Come on… come on…

But finally, he can’t take it anymore. His knees buckle and he slips down the wall, ending up in a sitting position leaning against it. He watches his tablet clatter to the floor with subdued dismay.

So close.

Breathing heavily in and out, his fuzzy mind wanders. For the first time in this game, he’s genuinely scared of dying. There’s been so many glitches this game; what if “the final glitch”, as the group generally refer to it, is one of them?

What if Tango doesn’t respawn when he dies?

If the game doesn’t reset, Tango won’t come back to life. He’ll never see any of his deceased friends again. Impulse and Brody will be trapped as bloodthirsty monsters in this fake purgatory forever.

His eyes flicker to Impulse, who hasn’t moved. He swallows back a sob as the reality that he might never see his best friend again sets in. Maybe the last memories they’ll have of each other will be them hurting each other.

That hurts more than the stab wound.

Fear of death has helped Tango to cling on to his last shreds of life, but it’s not enough anymore. Knowing he’s coming close to the end, he summons his last vestiges of energy and crawls doggedly out of admin. He desperately wants to reach Impulse; if he has to die, he wants to die hand in hand with his best friend, even if said best friend was the person who killed him.

He just doesn’t want to die alone.

But try as he might, he just can’t reach Impulse. His energy entirely gone, all he can do is lie helplessly on the ground, bleeding out, inches from death and from his best friend. He can’t hold back the tears anymore as he stretches his arm out with his rapidly draining strength, his hand less than a foot from Impulse's.

The last thing he sees before he slips away is Impulse’s own brown eyes opening.

[kageyas]

just one block ; k. tsukishima

and he’s hooked on volleyball forever.

» wc: 562 » tags: fluff, established (ambiguous) relationship, less of a fic and more of an incoherent brain dump bc i Love Him  » a/n: here we have my ‘x reader’ take on kei’s incredible block. u know the one. had so much fun replicating the anime’s style of mid-match flashbacks and slow-motion gameplay.

on the other side of the net, ushiwaka, a big man and an even bigger pain in the ass, begins his deadly approach yet again. tsukishima’s head suddenly swims with a memory of you.

you’d been walking together outside the sendai city gymnasium before the match — not touching, exactly, but close enough that your hands brushed with every step you took. neither of you had spoken for a while.

“what are you thinking about?” he’d finally asked, noticing your furrowed brows. “you look like you’re the one who’s about to play the best team in the prefecture.”

you’d stopped walking, catching him by surprise. 

“they need you, kei,” you said quietly. “as hard as you may find it to believe, karasuno needs you today. more than ever.”

he’d almost laughed. “i’m nothing to them, y/n.”

you were similar to tsukishima in how level-headed and easygoing you were, but that’s why he remembers this exchange so well — because your voice had been so firm, your finger so sharp where it prodded him between the ribs. the passion behind your eyes had been out of character.

“you’re wrong,” you returned. “there will come a moment when you realize how important you are to this team. i don’t know when it’ll happen or how, but you’ll know. you’ll feel it in here.”

you’d reached up, placed a finger to his temple. “and, more importantly, you’ll feel it…”

you’d pressed your hand flat against his heart, his pulse warm beneath your palm.

“...in here.”

ushiwaka takes one massive step, then another. on tsukishima’s left, azumane falls into position. the pair’s legs tense and their arms swing back. 

all of a sudden, it’s bokuto's boisterous inflection drowning out the sounds of the game.

“how you feel about volleyball depends on whether you’ve experienced ‘that moment’ or not.” the ace had said the words so casually, like it was common knowledge and tsukishima was just out of the loop. “if you experience ‘that moment’?”

he’d met tsukishima’s gaze with a confident grin. “that’ll really get you hooked on volleyball.”

ushiwaka jumps.

tsukishima’s head reels. they need you. your hand over his heart, firm and faithful. it’s all about that moment. bokuto’s noisy crowing. you’ll know when it comes. the sound of tsukishima’s feet leaving the floor. you’ll know. you’ll feel it. ushiwaka's body is facing the opposite corner of the court, but he’s looking towards the middle —

ushiwaka makes contact with the ball, but so does tsukishima.

and when the blonde lands, so does karasuno’s winning point.

the foreign sensation of triumph hits him in the chest like a dousing from a high-pressure hose, like the first blizzard of the year. he bends his knees to cushion his fall, curls his fingers into fists, keels over, and yells — for the first time all year, maybe for the first time in his whole life.

he straightens to a deafening stadium and a courtful of beaming teammates, but he scours the stands in search of one person and one person only. and he finds you in the front row, jumping for joy with your arms around yachi, wearing a grin too wide for your face.

the smile he gives you is fleeting, but neither of you will ever forget the ferocity it contains.

you’ll know, you’d said to him.

and now he does.

[hoedameron]

but before i go looking in the tags, let’s talk about my latest gifsets!

what a worker bee i was both yesterday and today with prodigal son AND loki <3 never have i created so many gifs in a short amount of time it’s a damn miracle that my photoshop didn’t straight up cough up blood and keel over. alas, us bitches are stronger than that! if this post gets flagged because of the scenes i included....that would just mean that i made the right decision to exclude those scenes ajsdksajkldsa

malcolm stabbing martin

when the episode finally downloaded, i took a peek at the ending before it aired to see how it all ends (just in case it doesn’t get renewed </3). GOSH, was i just in a TIZZY when i saw this happen and i couldn’t tell my dad what i saw because we were straight up watching the show as it aired. anyways, keeping my secret knowledge, i got to work on making this gifset. i missed a huge chunk of the episode bc it took me over TWO hours to make the six gif set. i was really torn on the “artistic” approach aka which scene to gif and which to leave out. because i saw the ending before anything else, i couldn’t play it out loud and i didn’t have my headphones to listen so i was like FREE FORMING THE SUBTITLES. plus the captions weren’t synced up so it was really hard to decipher what was being said :( 

i really thought i would be able to create the set before 9 but i was running into unforeseen issues such as the subtitle problem, which on top of that, like i said earlier, my photoshop is c/racked and janky so....you catch my drift. i was actually going to gif the bisexual moment in the cafe which i think would’ve been MUCH easier but i jumped the gun and wanted to make the gifs of the shocking ending. funny part about that is the shocking part wasn’t even included in my set (malcolm driving the knife into martin) because i felt like the scene was too short...anyways, let’s talk about the positives:

i really do like the coloring of this one. i used a psd that i’ve used before and luckily it’s meant for outdoor scenes with greenery so the gif really popped. sharpening, buddy ole pal, love you sm. the caption was kinda last minute but i hoped to save it with the gradient. cropping was a bitch because for some reason, it takes forever when you’ve made multiple gifs beforehand (cache innit) pero we pulled through! i actually started not saving the psd files to try and save time which is very unusual for me pero i was getting frustrated with photoshop so i was like y’know what....so i just gave up entirely and stopped saving. i do save when i’m taking my time but jeez, it’s a bad habit. i like saving the psd file because i never know if there is a mistake i missed in post and when i go to publish it, it’s blatant and it needs to be fixed. please, save your psd files idc if it takes up space u can just delete them later. IT HELPS !! TRUST ME!!

first & “last” appearance

i actually premade gifs for this gifset! unfortunately, i didn’t realize that three of the five gifs were the wrong size (pictured above) because i flipped the ratio. instead of 268 x 250, i made them 250 x 268. i don’t know HOW i managed to fuck that up but luckily i saved the psd files (wink, wink) so the coloring was still intact. i think i had to restart photoshop or it was getting too late so i picked it back up in the morning. sucks that i had to remake the entire gif from scratch but we will take some wins xx

coloring is the same with the previous gifset (listen....it’s a good coloring) and i actually did have an alternative coloring that was very warm pero i didn’t end up using it. almost melted the two with the “last” appearance of gil but ultimately didn’t go through with it. also i was thinking of using baby malcolm as the first appearance because technically, that IS his first appearance in the show but i was like...just use adult malcolm lol. also i know that scene of dani isn’t the “first” but the first scene she has goes really quick and she is planked by gil so there isn’t much of a solo (even though this scene isn’t much of a solo either pero it’s better than the former). the lighting is weird in this episode and my coloring tried their best :/ i know gifmakers make each gif a diff coloring pero i’m lazy okay and looking to be time effiencent. another slight tangent is that i actually queued the post for the morning but since i woke up to a storm, i was like, i’m here so i’ll publish it myself.

other than that...i didn’t run into any other problem. i was actually hesitant to make the caption that because i wasn’t sure how to really describe the team. i have poor memory so if there was ever an official name, i do not remember it. i did a quick google search pero it turned up nothing. i stuck with “dream team” because, well, that’s what they are. plus i didn’t want to tarnish the gifset with any mentions of p/olice (i was thinking about putting sumn along the lines of ‘the nypd team’) so DREAM TEAM IT IS because it’s true! you cannot have the show without these five! also, i should’ve used quotations on “last” because there is a bunch of talk about a renewal pero...just in case... sorry y’all :/

odinson brothers parallels

this was made in the spur of the moment. i saw that the teaser trailer with shirtless loki dropped in hd, i came A-RUNNING! it was posted like 47 minutes after the fact and i was like...somebody probably already made a gifset of the scene so i was like...gosh, to make the gifset or not all the while i was trying to download the video. trying because again, this was in the middle of a storm so my wifi was acting up and wasn’t at its strongest (whatever that may be). so i was getting frustrated because neither cc nor 4kdownloader was downloading this small one minute clip. that’s when i knew i was gonna be too late to make the loki gifset so i was like whatever ig...

then i had an idea.

i love parallels so luckily it hit me that this paralleled with thor and how his hair got chopped off. so, i knew i had ragnarok downloaded and got to work <3 wasn’t sure what dimensions to use so i went with 268 x 268 to make perfect squares. because the loki scene was short, i could only make three so i was like..okay, i can work with this. three for loki, three for thor, they’re brothers and they share! i wasn’t planning to add subtitles but i had written them down for the plain gifset so i was like alright, we’re going all in. i didn’t take that long to make since again, they’re small gifs and i did have a coloring in mind that i always use for ragnarok (it’s my fave for non-marvel edits as well). there was a slight adjustment to the final loki gif because i realized the gif had that dark fade into the scene which i didn’t know if it was an artistic choice for the show itself or was added for the trailer only (it happens when companies cut a bunch of scenes together and it’s not at all how it actually plays out). i didn’t want to take any chances so i cut those parts out. i know the gifs are short on the loki side pero...that’s just how it is in show business.

thank you so much for listening and hearing me out! i like discussing my work and i try to have pride in them even if the numbers don’t reflect what i hope they would. either way, still learning, still growing, still thinking about buying p.s. like deadass this shit is RIDICULOUS -_- imagine opening up ps and like...it opens up in less than two minutes...shivers

[yourjughead]

Brother Knows Best

Requested by Anony: Cheaters was so good omg!! I love angst so much and protective/jealous Archie hehe. Could I possibly request an imagine where Archie and reader are twins and they fight bc she’s dating/going on a date with someone he doesn’t approve of and things are said that they both regret and reader goes anyway. And kinda similar to the Cheaters scene in pops where maybe she’s stood up or her date is an asshole and Archie and gang are there and he stands up for her/cheers her up/apologises? Much love xxx

A/N: This was requested forever ago and im so sorry with the delay, really i am. enjoy and my apologies again.

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“YN! I AM NOT HAVING THIS ARGUMENT WITH YOU AGAIN” “YOU’RE ONLY SAYING THAT ARCHIE BECAUSE YOU’RE LOSING! I SHARED A WOMB WITH YOU FOR 9 MONTHS, YOU CAN LEAVE ME HAVE THIS MUCH!”

“NOPE! NO! YOU’RE NOT GOING!” “oh my god are you two killing each other again, i can hear you from downstairs” you both glared at jughead standing in your bedroom doorway. He put his hands up as a sign of peace before collapsing on the bed next to Archie.

“What’s yn not doing?” “Going on a date with Chuck” “Oh yeah yn he’s right, you’re not doing that” you exhaled loudly at the two of them before storming off out of the room and away from your twin and bestfriend.

“Jesus Archie, your Wombmate sure has a pair of lungs on her” “Stop calling her that and this is all your fault”

“How is it my fault the good twin can scream bloody murder”

“No, it’s your fault she’s going out with Chuck” Jughead kept his confused expression.

“It’s your fault because you haven’t asked her out yet”

“What kind of brother are you? Setting your sister up with his best friend?”

“The kind of brother who wants to protect his sister from the devil incarnate”

“I thought she wanted to date Chuck not Voldemort, oh God I said his name!” Archie shoved his messing friend off the bed with a thud.

“Dude I’m being serious, you know if you asked her out she’d say yes” Jughead picked himself up and wandered around your room, milling things over.

“Nah Archie I can’t risk it” Archie sighed, keeling over on your bed once again.

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Archie was busy getting ready for Cheryls party, much like you and the rest of the town. You had begun earlier and so were sneaking down the stairs when you bumped into Jughead.

“What’s up Cinders? Off to the ball?”

“Yes Jug, I’m meeting Chuck there”

“Yn…”

“Yeah yeah I know but I trust you not to tell hot head up there okay?” Jughead couldn’t help it, he was putty in your hands.

“Okay fine, you look nice by the way”

“Thanks Juggy” you kissed him gently on the cheek before passing him on the stairs and going for your coat. He put his hand to his cheek when he knew you weren’t looking and could feel the goofy grin growing.

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Cheryl’s party was practically spilling across the entire Manor. People of all different groups everywhere. You and Chuck were dancing in the crowd, happy to be a part of the atmosphere. You could feel eyes burn into you and turned to see Archie glaring, you turned back ignoring him and simply pulled Chuck in closer. Chuck’s hands ran up and down your sides until they found themselves resting on your ass. You tensed immediately, this wasn’t something you were used to and didn’t really want to be. You caught his hands from behind you and put them on your hips again.

“You okay babe?” “Yeah…fine, im just going to grab a drink, want anything?” he shook his head and you made your way to the kitchen.

“Having fun ynn?” “Yeah I guess Juggy, just getting a drink, you?”

“Ah well you know me, Id rather not be here, im just taking a rest from the crowd” he smiled grabbing you a glass of water while you sat up on the counter..

“Id nearly leave with you Juggy”

“We could” you just laughed at him, taking the glass, knowing there was an air of seriousness to his words. The two of you stood staring at each other before Betty came running into the kitchen.

“JUG YN! CHUCK KISSED SOME GIRL AND THEN ARCHIE PUNCHED HIM” the both of you looked at each other before both flying out of the kitchen back to the main room. Surely enough, Archie had Chuck pinned to the floor while Moose and Reggie attempted to separate them.

“ARCH!” you pushed the two football players out of the way and hauled your twin by the shoulders off your date, Jughead assisting you.

“Lets go Arch” you pushed him into the chest all the way out the front door, Jughead left to do damage control.

“What the hell Archie!” you pushed him backwards down the steps.

“I TOLD YOU SO!” “DONT GIVE ME THAT! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!”

“I had to do something! He kissed some other girl!” “AND I WOULD HAVE HANDLED IT!”

“WELL YOU DON’T NEED TO BECAUSE I DID IT FOR YOU!”

“AND YOU NEED TO STOP DOING THAT ARCH! I’M A BIG GIRL” “AND THAT’S THE PROBLEM!” you were both almost purple from the screaming.

“Wh-what?”

“That’s the problem yn, all these guys suddenly slobbering all over my sister, i cant handle it and I’m sorry!” he threw himself down on the porch step, you doing the same.

“Well i mean achie it was bound to happen eventually Mr. Jock” you couldn’t help but laugh at little at his reasoning.

“Im sorry yn, i just want better for you than, ugh Chuck” “Okay Dad, settle down-” he chuckled a little at you “-if you’re old enough to date anyone you want so, surprise my twin, am i” “I guess” “You just gotta trust me like i trust you okay?” “Okay, Im sorry yn about today and all, I’ll trust your judgement…even if it’s wrong” you playfully pushed him as Jughead came out the front door

“But if i may make a suggestion” Archie whispered, tilting his head back towards Jughead leaning in the doorway. Archie winked before standing up again.

“I’ll give you two a second, I gotta see if Chuck is properly down for the count” Jughead stepped from the doorway and towards you. Archie was pointing frantically at Jughead from behind his back, you trying not to laugh the entire time. Jughead turned and Archie just winked before going back inside.

“Sorry about your date yn” he sat down next to you cautiously.

“And Im sorry about yours, Archie can be such a hot head”

“Yeah i know, i should have listened to my mom when she said he was trouble” you both laughed a little, the cold air filling your lungs.

“I should have listened to Archie…dont tell him I said that or I’ll kill you”

“And i know you would” he smiled and you leaned into his shoulder, the cold getting too much. Jughead removed his newly adorned Serpent jacket and draped it across your shoulders.

“Yanno, Archie thinks its my fault” one of his hands went around your waist to support you, the other on your thigh.

“Really? How so?” “I took to long to do this” his hand on your thigh went to your cheek and he pulled you into a kiss that you willingly went with. Your own hand went to his inner thigh and your other hand went to keep his on your face there.

“Hey!Hey!Hey!  You’re kissing my sister” Archie stood above you both separating your both.

“Finally” he laughed but on seeing you both about to kiss again he wedged himself between you both.

“Well i mean okay that’s enough for one night” the two of you laughed at him while he continued to ramble on, the both of you still holding hands behind his back.

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Chrissy Xx

[habibialkaysani]

@sophiainspace replied to your post “reasons to stay clean:”

I feel this x

*queer high-fives* <3

@sophiainspace replied to your post “so it took me forever and a half but I think I finished the black...”

I can't wait, and I bet it's way better than you think <3

thank you. honestly I’m still sitting on it bc I can’t stand to look at it lmao but I’ll see if I can post it tonight or tomorrow maybe :)

@sophiainspace replied to your post “yo so like this is nothing urgent but if any mutuals are around for me...”

aww sorry I wasn't around - hope you found some good ppl xx

I did :) I complained to keele who was v sympathetic and that helped a lot.

@tumblingdownthefeels replied to your photoset “black siren according to tumblr”

lol, I'm "murder me pls"

friend, aren’t we all with black siren? like that woman could kill me and I’d thank her tbh

@redheadhere replied to your post “god my mood has been all over the place today and I just got yet...”

Hey friend. Don't be too discouraged. I, like you, hate rejecrion so, so much. But its going to happen. It happens to everyone. However, I can give you some tips for going forward. If you get an interview, send a thank you email right away! Proper tips for this can be found in the pilot episode of the podcast Shmanners or with an easy Google. It's shown that extra consideration is given to candidates who are polite and follow this random, rather hidden, rule.

Second, have someone look at and proof your resume and cover letter. Many places like libraries and college campuses have free "resume cafes", and can really help to set you apart. Heck, even finding someone from Tumblr to help would work.

Third, if you can, cater your resume and cover letter to the job you want. Don't ve general! Look up cover letter examples and templates so you know what people are looking for. And brag about yourself! So, so much bragging. It's uncomfortable, yes, but very necessary. It took me a long time to be able to do it, but it helps! 

Sorry if this was way out of line, or if you knew all of this. I genuinely want to see you succeed! If you have any questions or need more tips, hit me up. I know theres a great job out there for you! ❤

hey there! sorry I took a couple days getting back to you on this - life has been a bit hectic and also I haven’t been able to sit at my computer with a decent internet connection for more than like fifteen minutes tops, lol. 

thanks so much for these tips. I did actually learn a lot of job etiquette from tumblr as far as thank you emails etc are concerned because no one told me that at university. 

I’ve wanted to ask someone to look over my cv/cover letter but honestly I’m not sure who would want to? I am one of those super paranoid anxious people who finds it really hard to ask for help when it comes to literally anything. ask any of my friends who have been for coffee or dinner with me - I always am super reluctant to ask wait staff etc for anything even if they wouldn’t have minded because - tbh idek why. I just. find it v hard. and I could always show family but like sometimes I mention my creative endeavours in my cover letter/cv and that includes writing about me commenting on the lack of diversity as far as lgbtqia people are concerned, and since I’m not out to anyone except one person I just don’t want to risk anything by showing them something that could give me away. I’ve never heard of a resume cafe - maybe they’re more popular over the pond, but also since I’ve left university and I went to one in a different city I’m not really going to be able to use one of those. but I’m gonna see if any of my friends can do it. sometimes the hardest thing for me to do is to ask for help but I think I need it at this point. so thanks for that tip.

I learned all about tailoring my cover letter to the company I’m applying for and the job description when at university, but it’s always so tiring. *sigh* like I’ll do it but it takes a lot out of me? so yeah. again, I’m familiar with that advice but I think I needed to hear it again bc maybe I underestimated how important it is.

and you’re totally fine! thank you very much for taking the time to give me this advice. I really appreciate it. you have a wonderful day <3

[clarenecessities]

5/2/17

ahh well. we had another session with Lilis (my grandson) this morning, and then he and his husband went back to Galway which is terrifically depressing bc i love him and i want him to stay forever

mm i was still tired from yesterday so i came up and took a nap after, ‘til we had class again at two. an adorable old man named Paddy Beg (as distinct from Paddy Mor) took us down to the Anglican church, which had been built on the site of an old Catholic monastery, which had in turn been built on a pagan burial ground. so you walk through the cemetery and it’s in chronological order of religion, heheh. so he took us down in the sous-terrain that the Catholic monks had built to hide from the vikings, & it was pretty sweet ngl. assessing my damages from the day reveals i got some pretty bruised knees but that bit was worth it, i think. you couldn’t stand up all the way & for one of the adjunct tunnels you had to crawl. sat with ben and hunter and brionna? brianna? for a while, making shadow puppets and enjoying the “dank cave”. upon emerging i made a series of puns (only one i can remember now is correcting kayleen saying she self-identified as an elf (in response to being called a vampire bc she wore all black and a sunhat today to avoid yesterday’s sunburn mistakes & you know, emerging from the dark cave into a cemetery) to saying she ‘elf-identified’) and perhaps the worst daisy chain mankind has ever seen. i’ve still never been taught so i just tried braiding the poor bastards & ultimately tied them together with another daisy and left them on the door of the sous-terrain.

next was the standing stone and mostly-buried portal dolmen in the next field over, which is the first stop on Colmcille’s pilgrimage if you’re ever in the Middle of Nowhere, Donegal on June 9th. they were both pre-Christian sites that got co-opted, so the standing stone has crosses and things carved on it and things. what you do on the pilgrimage is, you take off your shoes at the dolmen, circle 3 times clockwise (saying 3 prayers three times each go around) and then walk around the 9 sites across the entire godforsaken valley, and then come back covered in thistle stings and mud and probably a great deal of sheep shit, having prayed for your own sake on the way between the sites. apparently most people doing it leave their shoes on, which is probably for the best 

then we went back to yesterday’s Hell Mountain. i was beginning to have a bit of trouble on the way there, overheating and nerve pain in my leg bc yesterday took like, every single muscle in my body. rested on the way up on a big flat rock which was unfortunately surrounded in stinging nettles that got me through my sleeve :p on the bright side it was pretty hilarious and ben got a good picture of me–i was holding a 2 liter of diet pepsi with my arms crossed over it like a mummy bc i guess that’s how i fucking lie

well eventually we made it up to Colmcille’s bed, which is part of a larger site, the walls of the cell he relegated himself to in penance. there were four big piles of stones (like, knee-deep and about seven feet across) with crosses erected, & Paddybeg said he (or somebody, didn’t quite hear that part) had carried them up the mountain in penance. and like, big stones, head-sized stones. y’all know Colmcille’s deal? he copied a book without the author’s permission, they fought over it, eventually the case wound up with the High King who said, “to each cow its calf, to each book its copy” and basically  established copyright law. but you know, Colmcille, being a Donegal man, he took off with the book in the night, and all the Donegal chiefs (chieves?) assembled their clans and went to battle with the High King (who was fucking pissed, it was literal treason) and long story short, thousands and thousands of people died. so Colmcille was like “oh shit. i fucked up.” and tried to like, do right by God by doing all this stuff. he slept on a stone bed wherever he went, and this particular bed, the clay from under it supposedly protects a house from burning down if you build a pinch into its foundation. There are also two round stones, one about the size of a cantaloupe for migraines (you rub it in a circle on your scalp three times) and a second that wasn’t there today, about the size of an apple, that i’m guessing youu rub on your eyes or something bc it’s supposed to cure blindness.  Paddybeg said during the troubles he saw a carload of mothers come up for some of the clay, bc hey lived in Derry, and… well, you know. no word on if it worked but i sure hope so

after that was the chair, and that took… a while. i had to stop and rest for long enough that Sean noticed, and then Paddy noticed, and suddenly everybody’s concerned bc i looked admittedly close to death (frankly i always do, it was more a matter of my not wisecracking that was cause for concern). but i kept up with everyone alright in the end, drank of a few people’s waters, focused on keeping my leg where it was supposed to be bc it’s surprisingly difficult to keep track of, particularly w the nerve pain. we came along to Colmcille’s chair, which is a sort of throne built out of rocks, that overlooks most of the valley–and it is beautiful. we were high enough up that we were getting some good wind, which helped w the overheating. Paddybeg had us pick up three pebbles (or rocks; he said they could be as large as we liked). i picked one that looked like a fang, a lump of pure white quartz, and a bit with two little scars, filled with crystals. like a baby geode

then we got to the Holy Well–nice modest little shrine, the well itself, and about a million fucking rocks, all in piles. some of them were pumpkin-sized, some so teeny they might’ve been there beforehand, but we all added our rocks to the piles and sat down while Paddy told us about Colmcille’s life and death and reburial and all sorts of things. When we came down the mountain, a bit back before the chair Paddybeg had brought his car (on account of he’s old and has too much arthritis to go killing his ankles on a mountain) and he gave me a ride back down. oh, and abie, who he’d also given a ride up. on the way back we passed hunter petting a 5th cat, a white tom with tabby patches who i’m determined to find again

went to the chipper (longest walk of my life) and got some food before i keeled over in the street–OH! when we were getting ready to leave for our hike, i got to meet Ace!!! he’s a yellow lab & the village dog & i love him but he also brought his friend, a border collie who i Extra Love bc he liked to sit in my lap. they walked part of the way to the church with us. uh where was i.. yes dinner, so i got dinner at the chipper & went back home until class started in an hour and a half or so

we had a poet come in and talk to us about writing poetry & then wound up writing our own poems. ii wrote mine about my dad bc a lot of dudes here have freakishly similar jawlines. i mean,, it’s almost like they’re all irish or something

there’s no hike tomorrow so i get to decompose in peace for once, but pray for me anyway–we’ve got language first thing