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I am currently dying, crying, screeching, screaming, and happy asf inside and realizes I’m not creative and bad at making art raffle thingys and omfg all of those have CA I’m still dying 

How to Enter

Just reblog or like the post. One reblog is one entry, one like is one entry, do both, 2 entries

You don’t need to be followin me 

Drawing Info 

- I ain’t the best artist out there what so ever so sorry if what I draw isn’t what you expect QvQ..

- I will NOT draw the following : 

  • Nsfw
  • Mechas 
  • Very very complex things or backgrounds (still not a great artist)
  • Anything offensive? Tho I don’t think any of you will ask for that.

- Things I WILL draw

  • Any fandom (tho I’m not familiar with much fandoms)
  • Any Ship (This is a free shipping blog, I never judge anyone in what they ship trust me XD I SHIP ALL AND RESPECT ALL SHIPS)
  • Literally almost anything that isn’t in the “NOT” list.
  • OC’s (yes a character based off a cannon character or a different version is counted as on OC)

If ya got any questions or whateve ask meh in an ask or message me


(Oh look that’s Time’s bday-)

do you ever get hit by some Stuff™ so hard even your art changes

anyways heres wanderwall


In which Jimin and Jungkook decide to skip practice and force you out of class to go shopping and Tae decides to join last minute

- Admin J

I’ve spent the greater portion of my days praying to my Heavenly Father.
For deliverance, for strength, for peace
And He bolsters me up against the whirlwind.
In my heart, He whispers,
Be strong. You have weathered worse storms than this.
I feel Him wrap my arm around His shoulder,
He lets me lean against His side until my legs have strength again.

But in the night, it is upon my Mother’s breast that I petition comfort.

The soldier on the battlefield may be emboldened by a Father’s praise,
But for whom does he search in the inky stretch of night,
Who will chase away the fears of the day that linger in his mind
When the battle has been won?

Oh, Father, Thou hast given my feet thunder and my hands fire,
But Mother stills the tempest in my heart.
I accept Thy strength to carry on,
But let Her tears and sighs keep me safe in the dark.

—  Psalm For Mother