“For some of the younger audience, I am not the person in this movie doing these things. You know, this is not me, it’s just- I’m acting, I’m playing a role. And for parents, we were at a football game last week -my family, we all go- and I was walking to the bathroom in the stadium. A father and daughter came up to me. The girl was really young. And the guy was like ‘Oh, you know, we’re so excited for the movie’ and they asked for a picture. And the guy’s like ‘I’m gonna take her as well.’ And I thought, maybe this girl’s eight or nine years old and I didn’t have the heart to tell them, maybe. I just said, ‘Well, you should watch the trailer. I think that, you know- just watch the trailer. And you might be able to decide whether you’re gonna come to the theater together or not.’”
I fell in love with this idea of this woman who’s this extraordinarily compassionate, warm, loving, fun, mischievous, free-spirited soul, who happens to be able to read minds, and she’s magical. – Alison Sudol
Online 3D experiment by Ikaros Kappler which is described as a “Extrusion/Revolution Generator” ….
Created with three.js, you can alter the bezier curves and angle of the form, and is designed with 3D printing in mind (models can be exported and saved, as well as calculated weight in silicone).
Captain’s fingers danced through the sleeping siren’s hair. Tristam did not understand how the siren could sleep as much as he did, but loved watching as he slept. “Nixie…” he murmured, kissing his temple. “Its morning..”
Normally, Nix was up at the crack of dawn but now and again he slept more than intended.
The siren’s hair lay over his shoulders and across the pillow, still damp from a late night swim the previous night, which would explain why the siren wasn’t awake so early.
“Mmm… Five more minutes…” Nix mumbled into Tristam’s chest as he lay sprawled across him for warmth and comfort. “….zZzzZZZzz…” He was asleep again in a matter of seconds.
@deineschatten
Tristam raised an eyebrow, a smirk caressing his lips. He wrapped one arm around NIx, holding him close in deception as he leaned over to the bedside table, grasping the bone-handled hairbrush from atop of it. Gently, and without stirring the sleeping siren, he began at the bottom, working out the built up tangles.
Nix woke as he felt his long hair being tugged as Tristam worked out the tangles with the brush. “MMm…. Captain, what are you doing? Nooo…” He whined softly as he lifted his head and blinked over at the pirate, frowning.
He slowly sat up and tried to pull his hair out of Tristam’s reach for a brief moment. “After you brush it could you please braid it?” He asked.
Tristam raised an eyebrow. “As long as you don’t tell the crew I know how to braid,” he teased, continuing to comb through the tangled mass.
The siren tilted his head in confusion as a dog would. “… Why must I not tell the crew? Will they laugh at you?” He asked with a blink of his eyes.
After a moment the siren then grinned, “They already laugh at you for being in loooooove~” He teased.
Captain rolled his eyes. “Yes, but that I deal with. Because its true. I am in love with you.” He kissed the siren’s nose. “Turn around, I’ll braid it.”
Captain’s fingers danced through the sleeping siren’s hair. Tristam did not understand how the siren could sleep as much as he did, but loved watching as he slept. “Nixie…” he murmured, kissing his temple. “Its morning..”
Normally, Nix was up at the crack of dawn but now and again he slept more than intended.
The siren’s hair lay over his shoulders and across the pillow, still damp from a late night swim the previous night, which would explain why the siren wasn’t awake so early.
“Mmm… Five more minutes…” Nix mumbled into Tristam’s chest as he lay sprawled across him for warmth and comfort. “….zZzzZZZzz…” He was asleep again in a matter of seconds.
@deineschatten
Tristam raised an eyebrow, a smirk caressing his lips. He wrapped one arm around NIx, holding him close in deception as he leaned over to the bedside table, grasping the bone-handled hairbrush from atop of it. Gently, and without stirring the sleeping siren, he began at the bottom, working out the built up tangles.
Nix woke as he felt his long hair being tugged as Tristam worked out the tangles with the brush. “MMm…. Captain, what are you doing? Nooo…” He whined softly as he lifted his head and blinked over at the pirate, frowning.
He slowly sat up and tried to pull his hair out of Tristam’s reach for a brief moment. “After you brush it could you please braid it?” He asked.
Captain’s fingers danced through the sleeping siren’s hair. Tristam did not understand how the siren could sleep as much as he did, but loved watching as he slept. “Nixie…” he murmured, kissing his temple. “Its morning..”
Normally, Nix was up at the crack of dawn but now and again he slept more than intended.
The siren’s hair lay over his shoulders and across the pillow, still damp from a late night swim the previous night, which would explain why the siren wasn’t awake so early.
“Mmm… Five more minutes…” Nix mumbled into Tristam’s chest as he lay sprawled across him for warmth and comfort. “….zZzzZZZzz…” He was asleep again in a matter of seconds.
@deineschatten
Tristam raised an eyebrow, a smirk caressing his lips. He wrapped one arm around NIx, holding him close in deception as he leaned over to the bedside table, grasping the bone-handled hairbrush from atop of it. Gently, and without stirring the sleeping siren, he began at the bottom, working out the built up tangles.
Captain’s fingers danced through the sleeping siren’s hair. Tristam did not understand how the siren could sleep as much as he did, but loved watching as he slept. “Nixie…” he murmured, kissing his temple. “Its morning..”
