I may have taken a joke too far…
I may have taken a joke too far…
When I finished reading I said to myself, “No fucking way!” Clever… very clever. You win this time.
This is by far the greatest post in existence. You can all go home. I am in pure awe at the brilliance of this. The world is beautiful and there is hope for humanity.
I don’t know if I should be angry or amazed.
As a writer, I cannot not repost this.
Look, I made a gif of this most awesome wizard at the Leaky Cauldron!
DUDE IS READING ‘A BRIEF HISTORY OF TIME’ BY STEPHEN HAWKING
I NEVER REALIZED
are you serious
I always assumed wizards just ignored science, because the fact that “magic” exists, can explain anything. But there are MuggleBorn wizards, ones who, until they were eleven, lived in the real world and learned science and things. Did they all just abandon that normal, muggle knowledge, like Harry did? It’s always been there, itching in the back of my mind.
FOUR FOR YOU SCIENCE WIZARD
YOU GO SCIENCE WIZARD
can we point out that he’s doing wandless magic too
like voldemort couldnt even do that shit
molly fuckin weasley couldnt fuckin do that
who are you
pretty sure this whole series has been about the wrong wizard guys
Plot Twist: He is able to do wandless magic because his comprehensive understanding of quantum physics means that he is the only wizard/witch to actually understand how magic works.
I THINK ABOUT THIS GUY ALL THE TIME
NEVERMIND THAT THAT DUDE IS IAN BROWN FROM THE FUCKING STONE ROSES
How can I not repost this
How can I fuss at her for jacking up the couch like this? Not her Fault…
How can this child whom I knew as a very small creature possibly be old enough to read my book?
I feel like I’m about to have a midlife crisis only of course I’m not middle aged.
OH GOD I AM MIDDLE AGED. OH GOD. I’M HAVING A MIDLIFE CRISIS. IT’S THE FIRST MIDLIFE CRISIS IN TUMBLR HISTORY.
I actually can’t blame her, after reading that book I wanted to crawl into a dark cave for a couple decades.
This is the Prologue of a story I’m collaborating with a friend on. Please know that this is completely subject to change and is not a final draft, only a preview.
Outside the decrepit cabin the summer sun shone like search lights. Dust and spores floated through the air like an ethereal haze. In the far corner of the single-roomed building a young man, close to fifteen years of age sat in fetal position, clutching his arm. His clothes were left in tatters and his skin was splotched with mud. The boys curly blond hair fell to his shoulders and came over his eyes.
Although the temperature was well above eighty degrees the boy shuddered, his whole body trembled in the darkness of the cabin. He was hidden, safe. The sound of car tires crunching over gravel echoed outside of the cabin, followed by two sets of car doors opening and closing. The light of day outside the windows faded like a candle being blown out. The youth staggered to his feet. He’d been found somehow, he frantically searched the cabin for means of escape or a hiding place.
The building was fairly empty save a dining table, a bed and some means for cooking. On the floor was a large, moth-eaten carpet that covered a majority of the room. One of the men began to pound on the door, it wouldn’t last long. The boy took a step forward, maybe he could slip past one of them when the door gave way, that was his last hope. The floorboard beneath him groaned terribly before cracking and collapsing beneath his weight.
The sudden lack of ground below the boy turned his blood cold, it took every ounce of will power not to scream as he fell into the cellar. Above him the boy heard the door shatter, silence, then what sounded like a muffled argument. The voices of the men above him gave the boy a chill as he sorely rose to his feet. He’d fallen on something soft, but the inertia acting on his innards still gave him hell. The boy felt around for a wall, the cold stone was cushioned by soft cobwebs, thick enough to be worn like clothing. He didn’t care if there was still a spider living in the webbing, at this point he’d just wanted to find a way out of the darkness.
As he inched along the wall he listened to the ensuing conversation that his followers held. He was barely able to make out what they were saying, something about the grim reaper, one of them mentioned angels. Eventually the boy came across a gap in the wall, stairs! He climbed the steps carefully and pushed gently on the cellar doors outside the world had grown dark, as if night had settled in a matter of minutes. The boy stepped out onto the moss covered ground, let out a heavy sigh, and released the door. No sooner had he loosened his grip on the wooden board had he regretted it. Inside the men stopped arguing and listened, the boy held his breath for a moment, then ran.
Into the dark of the forest he ran, behind him he heard his pursuers crashing through the undergrowth. After running for so long with very little time for breaks the boys lungs burned furiously. Ahead of him he saw a light, it must have been from a nearby house, a neighbor maybe. Either way it was someone who wasn’t trying to kill him. The closer he got to the light the more he began to see its source. The radiance seemed to be emulating from a man. Before him stood a well built man in a white suit. His ebony skin shone in the moonlight like a star. The boy, distracted by the appearance of the mysterious man, tripped on a root that had been sticking out of the ground.
The shining man watched the young boy rise to his feet one more time. His curly blond hair was sticking up in strange places and had a few leaves and twigs sticking out of it. Behind him the boy could hear the men closing in, fear took him. “Please, you have to help me, those guys are going to kill me!” he shouted.
The shining man continued to stare .
“You have to do something. ” desperation was filling his eyes.
The sounds of branches crunching and leaves swishing stopped. The boy didn’t dare turn around, he kept his eyes on the man. The pain in the boys arm had grown stronger, what once had been a slight twinge was now that of a third degree burn.
“Please… ” he clutched his arm and cried.
The man turn away as something dug its way into the boys back and through to his heart. He looked down and saw the tip of a metal rod, a crossbow bolt. Blood seeped out of the boys mouth like drool as he fell to his knees. The boy looked to where the man in the white suit had once stood but saw only trees. Darkness slid into the boys vision as he slumped to the ground. One of the men turned the boy over, his golden eyes stared up at the full moon with a sorrow like no other.
About a month ago I took a trip down south for a conference, one of the locals was kind enough to let my companions and I stay in their home for the weekend. I may have taken a few pictures while I was there.
Here’s an art fix. Just realized that I haven’t actually posted anything for a while.
Hey! Sorry for the late reply, I haven’t really had time to do the tutorial for you! But, I did one today. It’s kinda messy and not 100% anatomically perfect (I do several flaws myself) but I think I made some good points!
Arms cannot be done without shoulders, so that’s why I will include them here. To know how one body part works, you need to understand the other parts too. I suggest drawing a stick figure, as shown above. Do it with shoulders and everything - don’t care about anatomy. Really, don’t - go mad! You can figure out how to deal with the anatomy AFTER you have figured how to draw the body freely.
I imagine most body parts to be shaped as tear drops, as shown above; especially the arms and legs. Draw them above the stick figure - don’t be afraid to overlap the teardrops. In fact, I suggest it! The best way to understand anatomy is to think of it as shapes and doll-parts.
After you’ve figured that out, do several, VERY tiny, small doodles like these. Go crazy - don’t bother with anatomy just yet. Do them also very quickly and so small you can’t think of the details. Just keep doing this until you sorta understand how arms work.
Here is a doodle of a “real” arm, and as you can see, how it’s shaped it resembles the teardrops above. A general rule is to constantly draw the body in curves - male AND female. NEVER draw a single line straight.
I mentioned before I thought it was important to include shoulders/other body parts to understand another. This is why. The body basically has a “flow” when you move. The red lines clearly shows the flow. This is also how you can create a dynamic pose: think of the flow. The muscles are formed that way to be able to function. Which reminds me, buy some good anatomy books. And I’m talking about more or less MEDICAL anatomy books - you think you won’t need it - but trust me, it’s more useful than you can imagine. I do NOT suggest buying “stylistic” anatomy books, like Christopher Hart (ugh NO), for example, as these can mislead you. Medical anatomy books CANNOT because they MUST be right.
And for the last part, here’s some “do’s” and “don’ts”. It’s important to remember the muscles between the neck and shoulders. Many, especially when drawing females, forget this. It’s true the most visible it is - the more muscular you will look. But even the most petite people have these. Your neck literally would not function if you didn’t have these supporters. Then, the arms below is just to show why it’s important to draw the body with curves. Many have probably heard “straight lines for males” which is a complete lie. They will look stiff and unnatural. Curves can both empathize muscles AND fat. Heck, even your bones aren’t straight.
Legs certainly are the hardest. There’s a good reason for this; because they’re one of our most strongest muscles, and they are more or less dominating when it comes to poses (together with the spine). However, just like with the arms, draw a stick figure. I won’t suggest drawing them completely straight, as you can see here, as it will add weight. Do teardrops shapes. As for the hips - think of them as panties or briefs. This is not a MUST; but it will help; I think!
And just like the arms, do small doodles. Don’t be serious, play around until you get the idea.
As you can see, these legs easily can be turned into teardrops even when they’re detailed like this.
Now, what makes legs/hips interesting is that the way fat gathers there. Although not a must, seeing as we’re all different, females tend to get more fat there than men. Usually, however, it’s not at the SIDE of the hops, but at the thighs, calves and the “love handles”. (Excuse my english, aaah…) Women also tend to have bigger hips, but again, it’s not a must. It’s not uncommon to have small hips, either; or big hips for men, etc.
Of course, the legs too follow the “flow”!
Something worth noting is the “Standing point” The standing point is basically a straight line, and the further away you are from the line; the more unbalanced you are. To create a dynamic pose you should avoid that line as much as possible. However, if you want to look balanced/realistic, have the one leg stand there for support. The leg to the left is balanced, as you can see one of the legs is taking all the weight; with other words, it’s the support leg-making it balanced. The legs to the right, however, are likely to fall over if she keeps standing like that!
Now for some more do’s and don’ts. I already mentioned the barbie legs, invisible heels and micro-mini crotch in my previous tutorial, but these two are different. I see this mistake a lot; when you sit down, your thighs will become wider because you’re pressing all the fat to the sides. Now, this also depends on how you’re positioning your legs. How much it widens depends on how much fat you have in the first place; but it will always be there.
And then there’s this awkward “thigh gap”. Before I get any haters telling me how I “thin shame”, please, take a seat and read this. Good? Good. How much space you actually have between your thighs depends fully on how you’re standing, bending, angle, body type and everything else. However, the one to the right? Not likely.
Okay, I’m getting really lazy now; so I’ll be quick. Draw a rectangle. Sorta like this; it doesn’t have to be exactly like this - since hands can be shaped VERY differently. Just compare to your friends.
Draw a little triangle attached to it.
Now, the fingers! How long they should be and etc doesn’t really matter either. But if you’re unsure, draw them as tear drops, too.
Now, draw the fingers! Starting to look like a hand, sort of.
Then draw the details and fix things you didn’t like. I really don’t like the way this is drawn but I’m just tired right now.
Just like the legs/arms, practice by doing that simple figure really quickly.
Guess what? Hands also follow “the flow”!
Okay, I’m getting really lazy. Plus, feet are SUPER HARD- I’m just going to say this: think of them as triangles. Overlap them; think of it as 3D!
Practice practice practice! And medical anatomy books. And photo references. And real-life references!
Hope this helped! \o/ As I said, I’m nowhere near perfect but, ahh, I tried.
Reblogging this because you can never get enough drawing help.