*stays up all night drawing lapis*
Two hours ago, Thomas Astruc put out a call on facebook for a storyboard artist.
GET. ON. THAT. SHIT.
Two hours ago, Thomas Astruc put out a call on facebook for a storyboard artist.
GET. ON. THAT. SHIT.
Miraculous Ladybug, here we go again!
Season 2 starts!
To complete our storyboard team, we’re looking for story artists or animators whose mission would be to run/execute under Toonboom everything is posing/acting in the STB under the direction of each episode’s director.
If you’re interested or if you want additional information, contact Jonathan Zahut: j.zahut@onentertainment.fr
Looking forward to having you in the team!
T.
Sorry if any part of the translation is wrong, I’m still learning french. Feel free to correct it.
Tagging these blogs so more artists will know: @bisexualvolpina, @official-ladyblog, @mlsubbing, @pozolegirl, @baraschino, @adriexnette, @ladyofacat, @ferisae, @miraculousdaily, @miraculer,
real friendship is sending them a link to something terrible so you can both be traumatized at the same time

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Anonymous asked:
littleblackchat answered:
I wasn’t going to answer this but the staggering level of entitlement conveyed in this message pisses me off; so in response to your long, asinine ask, here’s an even longer, rude-ish response.
TL;DR version:

(thanks @fluttershy-0144 for this gif!!! <3)
PS: Frankly, this is the most spoiled message I’ve ever received. If you want to see art, then pay for it (commission an artist you like), or make it yourself. No one is under any obligation to spend their time and/or talent entertaining you. All the artists I know are semi-broke and hardworking sweethearts, so the idea that they somehow owe you free art is really disgusting to me.
Full answer under the cut:
@wendyhamlet wrote me an oliness thing like a week ago and im still not over this part:
Then his eyes opened, and his hands stopped trembling. “Tonight, you won’t think about what happened.”
She squeaked in surprise when he flipped her over onto the bed and hovered over her, his head dipping down to the side of her head, nose brushing her ear as he murmured. “I’ll make you forget everything but me.”
like f u c k this is so perfectly oliver that i cannot breathe
i wish i had irl writer friends i could go out with so we could cry over the plots to our books together
i don’t have any friends lol