Hi! My name is Elizabeth. I like lots of things like cupcakes, Glee, Harry Potter, Starkid, Sherlock, Doctor Who, My Little Pony, and food. I'm mainly on tumblr to procrastinate so any procrastination fodder is always welcome.
No but look: she’s not just walking with a gaping bullet wound in her chest, Helena has duct-taped and belted a rag to her chest to put pressure and staunch the bleeding. Like, holy shit, she was able to withstand the pain of a bullet wound this close to her heart to bind that shit to ever loving fuck and survive to get to a hospital. Amelia said they were like night and day, but I think Helena and Sarah might be more similar than she thought. They both do whatever it takes to survive.
It has been ages since I’ve had the time and energy to mess around with any digital painting, either on the Cintiq or the iPad. When I was digging around old files last night I came across a barely-started portrait attempt of Korra that I had based on a storyboard drawing of Ki-Hyun Ryu’s. I put a little bit more time into this evening, feeling rather rusty! That said, painting human faces is always a huge challenge for me, no matter how much I’ve been painting. Here is a detail of the work in progress.
What’s brilliant about the writing is that in that moment, that’s the first moment Brienne considers it, and it’s the horror that that might be true and what she might have to deal with. […] She moves away; she doesn’t do the formal exit. She just has to turn away. Even Brienne is incredibly aware of respectability and manners, as difficult as it is for her; she’s still a lady. But she doesn’t give a formal exit, she turns away. Then in her eye-line is Jaime. It’s, I think, really slapped her hard on one side of the face, and then the other even harder, as she runs off red-faced. “Oh, God!” - Gwendoline Christie