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tobuscus-is-my-time-lord:

but is everyone just going to ignore the part in Into Darkness where Kirk told Chekov to put on a red shirt and the entire audience simultaneously went

no

Kirk don’t you know what you are doing

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goldshirts-tightpants:

little-goose:

Excuse me but Into Darkness has been out for a week, why are there no posts talking about the fact that Cucumberpatch makes the face that suggests he’s going to steal christmas

I mean really

I HAVE BEEN SITTING HERE FOR A WEEK TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT THAT STUPID FACE REMINDED ME OF AND THIS IS IT. THIS IS IT. THE FUCKING GRINCH.

The Grinch had a wonderful, awful idea!

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Drawings from my younger self

A few months ago, I found an old sketchbook.  It was a Designated sketchbook, the kind I use for one exclusive purpose for a dozen pages and then stop drawing in, because I have moved on to a new project.

I knew what this particular sketchbook was for—a comic that I was working on several years ago.  Fantasy adventure sort of a thing.  I didn’t think too much of it; I was just happy to know where it was again.  Didn’t bother looking through it.

This morning I paged through it and read the comic for the first time in years.  And, wow.

I am not always a very confident person.  And I am often unsure, and I often lose enthusiasm, and I often abandon things because I am not good enough.  And this project is very much unfinished.

But, guys—

It’s beautiful.  My mouth was agape—at my own storytelling, my own artwork.  Something I had done, and forgotten about.

And I thought, “Wow.  This needs to be finished.  I need more of this.  I need to know what happens next.”

I have never felt that way about my own work before.  

I’ve never felt this happy about something I’ve done before.

(And I’m about to leave for the coffeeshop to do some drawing for a completely different project, which is also very important to me, and hopefully will be a beautiful gift for some people I love, and it has a limited timeframe, so I cannot work on this old project right now, and I cannot stop to scan the pages right now, but I am so happy with it, and I promise I will share it with you.)

Every once in a while I think to myself,

“Oh hey.  I should start watching Supernatural!”

And then it breaks the collective heart of tumblr and turns my dash into quivering sobs,

And then I think to myself,

“Um, I don’t think I’m ready for this level of emotional commitment.”