but its them


Dylan: I couldn’t wait to suit up as Stiles again. You know, I’d get all pumped and I’d get so excited that I’d get to go back to Stiles. Because I love him so much. (x

Today featured a startling discovery during a big YMCA camp photoshoot in Cary.

Namely, floaties that look utterly sick of their jobs.

I’ve never seen inanimate objects look so fed up.

“I’m just so tired of being highly buoyant.”

“Lift this kid, float that kid, day in, day out… we get no respect, I tell you.”

“Oh suuuuure, complain all you want – at least you two got put away right-side up.”

“Garak, I gave you this to read, not…annotate!”

“I improved it.”

“Claudius is not the protagonist of the play.”

“Well, Hamlet certainly isn’t.”

“He’s the quintessential tragic hero!”

“There’s nothing heroic about terminal indecisiveness, Doctor. His death wasn’t a tragedy, it was a mercy killing.”


Mostly an excuse for colour experimention, but also because, having seen other artists’ renditions of tailed Cardassians, I am infatuated with the idea of Garak with a tail.

also I was looking at images of Garak’s tailoring tools from the show and they are such utterly ridiculous pieces of plastic  (“okay so just sort of run it over the fabric like you’re vacuuming it” “what is it?” “it’s a…uh…sonic seam ripper. Yeah. It rips seams. Sonically.”)


uhhh i have no excuse for this….. (phone doodle)


just the two of us, forever