Given the ending I was going for, this dialogue made me so sad. For a solid 5 minutes I was questioning my choices. But alas, I want the trophy and I can't reload anyways.
The way Luz's thank you drawing got rejected by the person it was for when she thought she finally found someone who wouldn't make fun of her for her eccentric behavior, that she is worthless..and then the drawing does get recognized, that it's beautiful and why would it get thrown away. She was finally understood (I am in shambles help-)
Here are three Inuyashas that I drew mainly for lineart and posing practice. I colored them in the early manga's pink pallet. I think a pink Inu makes him look somewhat ghostly.
Despite also being a lead developer on Satellite reactor, she does not have the title of Dr. Fudo, like her husband. She also died when the reactor blew, but makes no appearance in the show while Yusei's dad comes prancing in from the afterlife like once a season. No one ever mentions or talks about her. The only time she ever appears in the series is in a shattered photograph in one scene. This is the best picture we have of her.
Mrs. Fudo, ma'am, I want you to know I'm thinking of you.
ULTIMATE SHIPS CHALLENGE - [4/4] ‘It’s right, just not right now’ Ships
↳ “I waited too long to tell someone how I felt about them and when I finally worked up the courage, it was too late.”
Watching Mirror, Mirror for the first time is an experience that is so fucking hilarious and awesome.
Like the costumes for the mirror universe are so cool to look at and the fact that the og landing party is just in Kirk's quarters going "I wonder how alternate us is doing" and it cuts to Shatner screaming bloody murder as he's being dragged by red shirts.
Mirror!Kirk's threats are also so fucking funny because Spock is just so unbothered with this man that isn't his Jim. Like he knows this ain't his husband and therefore he does not give a fuck.
Shoutout to Kirk's look of horror when he realized that Spock would have to deal with evil versions of the landing party without him. Truly iconic homosexual behaviour.
Hey. This is my possibly favorite Noble Phantasm line in FGO.
But you can’t appreciate it if you don’t get the Buddhist reference, so come over here and let’s learn some Buddhism with the sexy nun:
What, you might ask, is an abhisecana (or abhisheka) rite?
As I understand it, it’s an initiation rite for a practitioner who is advancing in their study of the Dharma. In some Buddhist schools, including Shingon—the school from which Tachikawa-ryu, Kiara’s school, branches off (which we don’t know much about, because it’s long-dead IRL and was subject to political book burnings, but that’s another story—this rite involves a student being assigned to a bodhisattva, whose teachings and/or qualities they will study to guide their development and give them direction.
Rather than let a student choose a bodhisattva based on their preconceptions at the time of the ritual, they are blindfolded and cast a flower onto a mandala—like the womb realm mandala, shown below—and whoever it lands on, that’s who they go with.
But Kiara is, as always, encouraging living beings to give up their heavenly aspirations—to cast their flower instead on the mandala of the realm of desire. Let it fall where it may—chase whatever vice or illusion your whims take you to.
But make no mistake.
However it falls, there’s only one bodhisattva that will watch over you as you dance in the palm of her hand.
I went with Cléo de Mérode in the end. It felt right.
I would have wanted the bun a little higher, but I've never tried to recreate this style before, half my hairpins were missing, and I didn't have much time, so I'll call it a win! I had a wonderful time. 😊
sorry I know this is old news by now but god that fucking line from the nyt poetry editor about her quitting her job is still under my skin like “if my resignation leaves a hole in the news the size of poetry, then that is the true shape of the present” what a self-centred and ridiculous thing to say. there is a deep wealth of Palestinian art and poetry about their culture and their struggle, including poetry being written right now currently today. there is no vacuum of art being left because an editor quit their job from the single most evil newspaper to ever exist in history, and certainly not about Palestine