Your Designs Always Have Such Lovely Details. May I Ask, How Do You Find The Time To Do So Much Intricate

Yaya screenshots pls!

i spend time on this so you better appreciate it >:00000000

three different colourations of a fallow deer, photographed by Mszafran on deviantart Source here

More symbabies please? I love your ficlets!

The gravel beside the hedge crunches and two worn trainers shuffle into view. Sleeper tenses, trying to scoot back further under the hedge.

The shoes shift, one threadbare knee comes into view, and then a large dark eye.

Sleeper whimpers softly to himself, tensing to run-

The eye blinks, then drops down a bit further- the dirty face of a young boy. He makes soft little squeak-kissing noises, rubs his fingers together.

It’s not- threatening. Not yet, anyway. Sleeper shivers, it’s still raining outside. He doesn’t want to run.

“Here bunny.” The boy reaches very slowly under the hedge, still rubbing his fingers together. “It’s okay.”

Sleeper’s nose twitches, it don’t mean anything to him- but the host wants to come closer- the little fingers suggest the boy has food, and the rabbit is hungry.

He hesitates, but when the boy’s hands stretch in almost far enough to touch his fur, he scuttles back into the roots of the bush.

“Okay.” The hand pulls away. “Just stay here.”

He stands up, and the tatter trainers crunch away. Sleeper huffs in relief, suddenly aware of how fast his little rabbit’s heart is beating. The host stirs fretfully in the back of their mind. It’s hungry, it’s never gone so long without hay.

There’s a little wispy grass under the bush. Sleeper gives it a tentative nibble, it’s tasteless and stringy, and the rabbit looks longingly at the thick lawn just beyond the hedge.

There’s a clatter of pebbles, and the trainers are back. Sleeper shoots back into the roots, huddling down in the shadows.

“I’m here.” The boy sounds out of breath. “Just thought- you might be hungry? And rabbits like vegetables?”

He kneels down again, and reaches his hand out- not as far in as before, but Sleeper’s nose twitches at the strange, faintly alien smell.

But not alien to the host’s mind.

Food.

The boy opens his hand, revealing a few slightly crushed lettuce leaves. “We didn’t have any carrots.” Apologetic.

The host desperately wants to lean in and nibble. Sleeper hovers; is this safe? People wouldn’t be giving food to animals they wanted to kill, right? But what about- poison?

He really wants his parents here.

“It’s okay.” The boy whispers, “You can eat, it’s safe.”

He remembers Eddie gently moving him out of the way of a cluster of bottles- ‘ah-ah, that’s poisonous. Not safe, not for kiddies.’

Poison isn’t for children to use, so the lettuce is probably safe. Sleeper shuffles forwards, far enough to lean in and snatch a mouthful.

It’s wet and floppy, slippery between his teeth. Sleeper grimaces, but the rabbit is delighted, munching and munching, and when the boy’s hand moves away, just a little, they shift forwards to keep eating.

Back and back and suddenly Sleeper stops. They’re out in the open, on the gravel. The boy is squatted beside them, adding little strips of lettuce to the pile in his hand.

“It’s okay.” And his voice is soft, gentle. He’s not his parents, but- it’s soothing all the same, and Sleeper really, really wants to believe everything is okay right now.

The boy’s free hand lowers, and touches them on the shoulders. Both Sleeper and the rabbit freeze, but the boy doesn’t grab them, doesn’t hurt. His hand is gentle, running through their fur in gentle strokes.

“‘m not gonna hurt you.” The boy continues, stroking them over and over, pausing the scratch behind their ears. It feels so good, almost like being held by Venom and Eddie, Sleeper slumps down, rolls on his side and closes his eyes. The panic is fading, and under it, he’s exhausted.

They hear the coming rain before they feel it, a low rhythmic beat on the roofs and tree leaves. The heavy drops splash on their ears, on the soft coat of underfur at their belly. Sleeper starts up, trying to fluff up his rapidly soaking fur.

The boy pulls up his coat to shield them. “Hey,” he whispers. “Want to come in with me? It’s dry in there, and I can get you more food.”

Sleeper looks up and down the street. A car passes in a haze of rain, slashing up a wave of gutterwater. No Venom, no Eddie. They can’t stay here all night.

He hops closer to the boy, and when he reaches down, doesn’t try to run. The boy picks them up gently, one arm under their bottom, bracing all four paws on his chest. It’s- not great, but okay, and the boy is warm and dry.

“Well done.” The boy whispers, and hurries into the house.

They clatter in through the front door, and Sleeper catches a glimpse of a dark room, a chair and the shimmering screen of a TV- then they’re going up the stairs at top speed. The boy ducks through a door, and quickly closes it behind them.

“Okay.” He whispers, and switches on the light. Sleeper blinks as the sudden blaze of light hurts their eyes.

It’s a small bedroom, a bed half hidden under old clothes, more clothes strewn over the floor. A little desk is huddled by the window, buried in books. The boy shoves the clothes off his bed, and makes a little nest in the blankets. “Here, it’s warm, I’ll just go and-”

“BOY!” A roar from downstairs.

The boy tenses, “Just- stay here, okay? I’ll- sort something out-”

“GET DOWN HERE!”

The boy puts them in the nest, strokes them again quickly. “I’ll be right back. I’ll get you more lettuce, okay?”

“DO YOU WANT ME TO FETCH YOU?”

“NO, DAD!” The boy yells back. “Just- don’t move, please. If he sees you-” he winces. “I won’t be long-”

“GET THE FUCK DOWN HERE DYLAN.”

women wear suits better than men and thats just a cold hard fact

Arthur and Clark in JL movie

“You make me nostalgic for a love that hasn’t even happened yet.”

(Image credit: Twitter@kimtomhardy)

Some thoughts I have after viewing JL for the second time solely to look at Arthur and Clark. As many who have followed me for a while know, I drew my first AquaSupes fanart back in 2015. It’s just a random rare pair that pops up in my head one day that seems hopeless from the start. Even when all the trailers of JL appeared, I never held hope that Arthur and Clark’s relationship would get explored in any ways. And it’s true. No interaction in the movie apart from the fight, Clark did not even look at Arthur once, they don’t even touch on the subject it’s Arthur who saved Clark back in MoS.

Amazing how the whole movie full of interaction and i keep being drawn to a relationship that is like shadows at noons, goings unheralded, passings unmourned…

But action speaks louder than word, doesn’t it?

Keep reading

Way of Echo | part 1

A small introduction: due to the fact that there was a story with Echo and she was announced as a hero, I wanted to share the full my story, which during these months I came up with based on facts known up to this point. This is a headcanon, but I always try very hard to get into the original. I only slightly changed my original story - in the old version, Dexter really had a wife engineer who died due to the implicit fault of Overwatch, and it seems now she has a name and personality.

One year later.

One late evening at the bar, the team recalled this sad story. Among them was Mccree. He thought about what had happened and every time he did not leave a heavy feeling of guilt. Overwatch allowed the death of such a valuable person. Whose safety can they provide if they are not able to save themselves? But with his mind, he understood that this should not bother him and he could no longer fix anything.

When everyone dispersed beside him, a saddened man crouched, he wanted to get drunk quickly. Mccee decided to ask what happened to him. The man briefly shared his grief with him, telling about the death of his wife, today was exactly a year from that moment. Jesse sympathizes with him and lets speak out until the person who introduced himself as Dexter shows him a photo of the deceased. Not immediately, but he recognizes Liao in the photo, and listens to his interlocutor more attentively. Dexter tells the sweetest memories that come to his mind. Her nice smile, an amazing selection of films for the evening, rare days that they could spend together because of work… McCree is getting darker.

“I once worked on artificial intelligence,” Dexter began suddenly, “I thought, is it possible to transfer human consciousness to the body of a robot? Maybe… Of course she has already…” “Sorry, but I think it doesn’t work like that,” the man remarked sadly. “You don’t understand how dear she was to me… I should at least try,” he objected. Silence fell. Nobody wanted to argue and drink already. “Maybe I know someone who can help you, but don’t say anything about me,” Jesse said and they shook hands.

Dexter turns to Overwatch’s leadership, already as a specialist in robotics. He, too, was an employee of Omnic Corporation in the past. He learns about his wife’s projects and is surprised that he knew so little about them. Dexter offers to continue her business, but the management refuses to finance, then he offers this as a secret experiment, which does not carry the overwatch logo in the end. Reluctantly, he is allowed to continue work. He does not report either a resurrection or his acquaintance with Mccree and works hard.

He proves to management the importance of having an individual echo of character and refusing to limit its independence. He uses Liao’s deferred development to refine the Echo enclosure and its software.

Soon, a renewed Echo comes into the world.

But that was only the beginning.

https://www.twitch.tv/tbchoi

remember these, kids? they used to be so popular on deviantART way back in like 2008 and i remember i used to be so pumped about doing one, though i never really did. so, last night i even had a dream about doing one of these, so i put together some scenarios and here we are, haha! feel free to reblog or save the template for yourself if it catches your fancy! 

please tag your finished meme as  harteus meme so that i and others can find your artwork easily and collected. <3

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