how does one colour


― Japanese skater Katsuki Yuuri: Grand Prix Final silver medallist.

Dedicated to the one and only @katsuukis who never fails to surprise me, and whose giffing style inspired me to try something new. 


My first attempt at trying to draw an actual background/room/thing that has furniture inside.

psssst dirty laundry



What is wrong with you? I don’t understand! - No, see that’s it, you don’t understand. Like, I’m not… I’m not an adult! Like, what we were doing back at the taco festival, like being like all adulty, that’s just not me! Okay? Like, I take advice from butter commercials!


An alternate version of what happens here:

I’ve got headcanons that the Holt siblings, when left to their own devices, continually throw insults at each other. They also used to duke it out on multiple occasions when they were small before they matured and if the sibling-insult wasn’t enough to snap Matt out of his brainwashed/possessed trance then Pidge’s mean left hook certainly will be.


valentine’s day over the years with nick and charlie

[nick and charlie are from solitaire by alice oseman]

old(does feb of this year count) art print that i didnt get to sell at a con cause i messed up and forgot it at home, which was across the sea from the con

i like this trio

anonymous asked:

How does one describe skin tone of any shade or colour poetically or artistically without crossing into offensive territory? Are words like bronze, earthy, milky, pale, dark, rich, warm-- okay?

The rule I hear the most is to not compare skin tone to food or animal skin/fur color. I understand the reasoning on that, though it does limit descriptions quite a bit. Though I’ve reblogged posts on this topic before, I can’t find them now (typical). I suggest following/investigating @writingwithcolor for help on this subject.


get to know me: (2/?) favourite movies ► queen of the damned (2002)

There comes a time for every vampire when the idea of eternity becomes momentarily unbearable. Living in the shadows; feeding in the darkness with only your own company to keep, rots into a solitary, hollow existence. Immortality seems like a good idea, until you realize you’re going to spend it alone. So I went to sleep, hoping that the sounds of the passing eras would fade out and a sort of death would happen. But as I lay there, the world didn’t sound like the place I had left… but something different. Better.