kakimari:

being so nostalgic today

niftey:

me trying to draw jizzybro’s tricksters„„„„,

(Source: morgiana)

inkys:

ravenouscomplex:

welcumtobonercity:

battlesuit:

in which the striders are assholes (who knew) | youtube

FUCK I SO SAW THAT COMING HELP

i don’t know what i expected

THEY GET SO INTO IT

thejotaku:

It’s my headcanon that uu gets off on really romantic gestures.  He’ll just lay in bed (or slime whatever) at night fantasizing over things like getting flowers or holding hands with someone, etc.  All that anger is just a tough guy front. :9

namface:

“Aisya -ye ru amma-” arranged by Cororo (Riverside) sung by 秣本瑳羅(Sara Matsumoto)

- Aya’s MoF theme, Mysterious Mountain

yes yes YES this is the perfect and most beautiful ayaya arrange! No one can top this

skysugar:

The Garden of Cosmic Speculation is at Portrack House, near Dumfries in South West Scotland. It is a private garden created by Charles Jencks.  The garden is inspired by science and mathematics, with sculptures and landscaping on these themes, such as Black Holes and Fractals.

liberatrix:

Your name is Karkat Vantas and you are the Knight of Blood in the Land of Pulse and Haze.

teaching myself to speedpaint with Homestuck and a library book on digital painting. this took 2.5 hours which I think is pretty respectable!

soundlesswind:

TUMBLR REBLOG GIVEAWAY

What is it?

• Created by Eddz & Toad, who brought you the comfy-cozy and community friendly Mangabullet, Anipan is a new and revolutionary art community that aims to launch this Summer but needs your help in making it happen! Deadline for contributions is May 20th.
• Learn more about Anipan here.

How is it different from all the other sites currently around?

• Cross-posting to multiple sites at once such as Twitter, Tumblr and Deviantart
• Magnifying glass zoom in of artwork
• Drag and drop upload functions
• Solo and group drawing boards
• And much more!…

How can you help?

1. Help fund Anipan. Any little amount will help! If you happen to donate more than a certain amount, you can claim a perk, a thank you gift for your contributions! (See all glorious perks at their Indigogo campaign page, one of which is a trip to Tokyo~) 
2. Reblog this! Even if you can’t donate you can help spread the word to your friends, family and followers. 

Reblog Guideline:

• Likes do not count. 
• You can Reblog this once a day (feel free to continue reblogging it once every day until the end date).
• End date for this Giveaway is May 20th, 2012.
• Try to reblog this in its entirety. Copy and paste if you need :3
• You do not need to follow me.
• May 21st the results will be announced [here], you have a week to claim your prize before I pick out another name.
• I will ship to anywhere in the world, absolutely free.

The Prizes for this Free Tumblr Giveaway?

Winners will be announced in pecking order. The first person will get to pick one item, and then the next person chooses, and so on and so forth. There are six prizes to be won.

1. A copy of my artbook, Memorabilia (v2), containing 100+ illustrations.
2. A trinket set containing: a Sakura Miku button, a Ruirin Fae cellphone charm, a Hearte Bunny cellphone charm and a Fionna and Cake cellphone charm.
3. A half a page, traditional, fully illustrated and detailed Colour Copic artwork from me of any single character of your choice.
4. A print of Hearte Bunny with lace borders.
5. A shimmering, white-glitter print of Hearte and Co.
6. A shimmering, pink-glitter print of Utena, Princess Tutu and Sailormoon.

(detail and quality looks a lot better in person, I gaurantee you ^^; it’s hard to emulate shimmering on computer screens)

(again, colour and quality is beautiful in person)

(commission sample, you will receive a character of your choice!)

Last day!!!!

notzilon:

whaoanon:

katsplanet:

How Far We’ve Come (Kids and Fun Edition)

my voice range isn’t great but i did the best i could!! i hope you guys enjoy it hehe

GG: waking up at the start of the end of the world,

GG: but it’s feeling just like every other morning before,

GG: now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it’s gone,

EB: the cars are moving like a half a mile an hour

EB: and I started staring at the passengers who’re waving goodbye,

EB: can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?

GG: i believe the world is burning to the ground

GG: oh well I guess we’re gonna find out

BOTH: let’s see how far we’ve come!

BOTH: let’s see how far we’ve come!

EB: well I believe it all is coming to an end

EB: oh well, I guess, we’re gonna pretend,

BOTH: let’s see how far we’ve come!

BOTH: let’s see how far we’ve come!

TG: i think it turned ten oclock but i dont really know

TG: and I cant remember caring for an hour or so

TG: started crying and I couldnt stop myself

TG: i started running but theres no where to run to

TT: I sat down on the street took a look at myself,

TT: Said where you going man, you know the world is headed for hell,

TT: Say your goodbyes if you’ve got someone you can say goodbye to,

TG: i believe the world is burning to the ground

TG: oh well I guess were gonna find out

BOTH: Let’s see how far we’ve come

BOTH: Let’s see how far we’ve come

TT: Well I believe it all is coming to an end,

TT: Oh well I guess were gonna pretend,

BOTH: Let’s see how far we’ve come

BOTH: Let’s see how far we’ve come

GG: it’s gone, gone, baby, it’s all gone

GG: there is no one on the corner and there’s no one at home

EB: it was cool cool, it was just all cool

EB: now it’s over for me and it’s over for you

TT: Well it’s gone, gone, baby, it’s all gone

TT: There is no one on the corner and there’s no one at home

TG: well it was cool cool it was just all cool

TG: now its over for me and its over for you

ALL:

I believe the world is burning to the ground

Oh well I guess we’re gonna find out

Let’s see how far we’ve come

Let’s see how far we’ve come

Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end

Oh well, I guess, we’re gonna pretend,

Let’s see how far we’ve come (Repeat)

WOW this is kawaii and they actually sound like young kids too and wow it’s kawaii

WOW CUTE WOW CUTE WOW CUTE

krismukai:

rebeccamock:

Been working on personal projects lately! Here’s a digital painting I did today. :>

A self-portrait in windows and corners. Thinking about Tacita Dean’s piece called “More or Less”, which I saw last night at the New Museum.

HOLY SHIT. 

cancerously:

cybernetictoothedwhale:

<sub>She breathed deeply.
The world around her shifted through unctuous waves as the sweet-chili orb burned its way lower and lower into a teal embrace. It was her favourite time of day, a glorious spread of scents enveloping her, a much better fare than any breakfast.
Sweet fruity undertones crept into the sun’s spice, dampening its harsh flavour into something softer. Against the berry juice of the sky, sprays of sugarsilk pitted their lucidity as they folded slowly into the richest of vanilla buttercream; a billowing froth of folded peaks.
The sun left a final bite on the horizon before surrendering into a slow explosion of orange zest and crushed raspberry. Shadows danced gleefully in the sharp edge of blackcurrant shot with plumes of cherry and silk.
A fine shroud of honey settled low, swirling the candied tufts of the sky into effervescent saffron crystals edged in a smart lace of cranberry. The forest below was awash with the tang of mango.
Everything seemed suspended in syrup; a glowing maple entombment that passed by on a solemn blackberry pall.
There was a lingering aftertaste of cloves and paprika before finally, finally – velvety liquorice closed its sweeping curtain. A curl of mint ended the cascade with a simple sweetness.

Her glasses flicked idly between limp fingers. This was her ritual, her waking escape from lemon-lime dreams and chalk dust. The scales she collected were an attempt to rival this fleeting banquet of scents but they never seemed to rival its sheer olfactory power, its balance of soft and sharp. But they sated her appetite until the next evening.
Wordlessly she slid from her perch. The familiar peal from her husktop beckoned. She ran her tongue over teeth bared in a grin as her red shades settled back into their customary place on the bridge of her nose. Whoever was pestering her had the evasive scent of something spidery. Maybe Vriska wanted to tell her about the sunset, to rub her nose in her loss of vision.
Well, she had just done that, herself.
And it was D3L1C1OUS.</sub>

Oh look I accidentally writing
But yep. Happy birthday milkshake.
Sometimes you just gotta sit back and watch the sunset~ c:

GOD THIS IS GORGEOUS HELP ME LORD

(Source: quixoticmechanica)