fleetway! finally did a proper drawing of him :) yes he kneads, he got a bunch of cat habits because of ebony
also on a kinda old post where i showed him with shorter quills i explained about his normal form:
"i'd say he is from a small 'what if' where the spell ebony casted didn't worked properly and instead of sonic staying, fleetway was the one, his chaos energy being maintained because he wasn't exactly just a pure chaos energy being now [basically Sonic's body is a 'vessel' for all the energy fleetway have]"
but well! i hope u all liiked him! :D
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ttpd album release at 9:30 am tomorrow but can't listen to it because i need to be in college for a presentation
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Brief thoughts on Nana (1934)
I watched Nana last night, a last gasp of pre-code filmmaking starring Anna Sten.
A few months ago I watched We Live Again, another movie with the ill-fated Sten. She was a Ukranian actress brought to Hollywood by Sam Goldwyn to be the next Dietrich or Garbo. She failed to click with audiences and after three flops was let go from her contract.
Sten is often touted as a bad actress and yet she was popular in Russian and German films during the late silent period and early sound era. Also, having seen We lLve Again and Nana, I can safely say she was in no way catastrophically bad. Actually, in Nana, her comedic scenes are quite charming. I think some of the awkward moments in her performance are the result of having had to learn English really quickly and her allegedly having a hard time mastering the language. But she's not unintelligible nor is she wooden.
I don't know. I think the poor woman's been given an unfair shake.
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my approach to garlic consumption as of late is "well I'm gonna stink through the next few showers so might as well STINK"
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Feeling so weirdly out of sorts today. I hoped that I can continue writing the second part of my AU I started on yesterday (got a nice 1,6k in Macau's POV!) or if not that, then maybe finish up editing part 1 so I can post but... I dunno, Ive fallen into a dip of depression and I only feel like crying and diddling around doing nothing (beside All the things I need to take care of for the next two days of classes of course, ugh), so... yeah. I don’t know what to do with myself. Wasting the little bit of free time I still have doesn’t make me feel better, but then Im not even sure Im capable of anything creative rn...
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The amount of stuff I have to get done and is uh...rather crushing. Of course every time I get on this same little path it ends up on a week where I’m also working extra hours to cover for time off or have other responsibilities. And this time I have ✨ both ✨ .
Like I need to do this test.
By test I mean a ridiculous amount of research for BIG THING, and it’s overwhelming and I do have questions (i.e. am I doing whole big thing or am I doing small sample?) but I can’t ask because the time right now is bad for the people to ask. (aka time zones screwing me over) It’s due Friday but I still have 9 hours of work tomorrow and probably 5 more before the mid-day Friday deadline and that’s going to eat up most of my time to work on it.
I also just realized for the arts and crafts thing I got the most that need to be completed because I think past me volunteered to do so. (past me did not know it would come back to bite me) But it’s fine because it seems like a lot but research wise it’s not. It’s just making the things. Progress though is at like 1% for the research phase which is BAD.
The birthday party on Friday is a potluck and cupcakes were veto’d and lavender cookies were requested so that’s a two day process (they’re in the fridge so day 1 is done but cupcakes would’ve been a 1 day process so I thought I could mark that off the to do list but I can’t yet and that means I’ve got to take away time from the working on the test tomorrow to finish them)
I’m working extra hours tomorrow and Friday there is no buffer time after work on Friday because I have to bolt for transportation chaos to get there on time immediately after I get off work.
Thankfully the arts and crafts aren’t do on Friday. But I do have to touch base about progress which is...practically nonexistent.
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Ohh could you do a caregiver sunset shimmer one? :D
Idk if you mean scenecore caregiver or regular caregiver but I will be doing both because I love making things and I love Sunset Shimmer 💖
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Asleep/Unconscious/Comatose
"Oh my god. Clint? Hi, Clint?" (also for Clint wow picturing. TK doesn't have anyone else's number and Clint's phone was destroyed so it's only TK in the hospital room 😭)
“…TK?”
Groggily, he tried to take in the room. It was too bright, everything was a little fuzzy around the edges, and he was struggling to focus on anything for longer than two seconds at a time, but he tried. Something was wrong. Something was really wrong, here. He wasn’t sure where he was, or what had happened, or what exactly was going on, but he knew that much.
Natasha. Coulson. Kate. Cap. Their faces floated sluggishly through his mind. He should be seeing one of them, shouldn’t he? TK wasn’t the one that was supposed to be here with him.
Not that he wasn’t happy to see TK, but shouldn’t someone else at least be here too?
“Where…wha’s…?” With a groan, his eyes squeezed shut. He lifted a hand to rub at them, only to feel something tug. Furrowing his brow, he looked down, stared at his hand—something was sticking out of the back of it. A long, skinny tube disappeared under some tape, the other end attached to…something. Clint frowned. What was that doing there? Things didn’t belong in his hands.
Wordlessly, he moved to pull it out.
@parameddic (x)
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