My ship sank, overwhelmed before it even left the harbor by the weight of fickle teen crushes.

And I went down with said ship. I suffered as I drowned. But when I finally stopped struggling, and the suffering ceased, I rose anew from the wreckage, capable of feeding instead off of the anguish, able to sustain myself for days off of a single thought.

Okay, in all seriousness. I binge-read Homestuck, rooted so hard for these guys from the very first hint, watched for the entirety of the hour or two it takes to witness their relationship when you read it all at once, and then cried inside.

EDIT: Thanks for 100+ notes, guys! :D Glad you like! <3


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How to make comics

My first vine




did I respond to this right 

I’ll need this for later. 

real big boobs shouldn’t be bigger than the head

don’t make me laugh




leg refences

Reblogging this not only for artists but also for people who write werewolf (and other animal transformation) fiction.  If a human turned into a wolf, their knee joints would not reverse— what some fic writers mistake for the knee is actually the ankle.  A wolf’s hind feet are relatively long, and they are always walking in way roughly analogous to human “tip-toeing.”

Now I’m sitting here and try to imagine a werewolf with this kind of broken legs and am totally brainfucked….


More Inktober drawings! This time I tried to draw animals.
I hope I will get to draw more but college started again so it looks bad…


lonely? i’m on the way ( ▽ω ▽♥ ) 


new chapter is good , im happy