Oh YEEEAAAHH, WIIIIIISPS! I had a lot of fun drawing all of these guys, I always thought they made a great addition to Sonic’s formula.
I recently played through Sonic Colors again, which I haven’t done since it first came out. I understand the aesthetic of the platforming in the level design is pretty boring using all the blocks to design their levels. But there’s a ton of variety in each of the smaller levels and I thought the balance between them and the full scaled levels was good. I hope Sonic Forces can keep that balance. We’ll see!
There’s my opinion on Sonic stuff lol Hope you guys like the drawing!
So this is what I’ve been working on guys! Ahh! I’m so excited to be hosting my first club event and for my best friend Jemma at that. The whole process of doing a photo-shoot and designing flyers for it, handing them out and promoting them on social media has been a new learning experience for me. I’ve met so many awesome people through networking and I can definitely see myself doing this more often. We already have had so many people saying they are attending. Jemma’s 21st will definitely be one to remember! 😭
Anyway, just wanted to give you guys a peek into my interests lol hope everyone’s day is going good!💜
I still hope the real Shiro comes back to the team first and hears that Keith is fucking missing and goes ballistic about it. Then they have this epic reunion, them saving Keith just seconds before he die from a flesh wound or dehydration or something. Fuckkkkkkkkk idk any more
me: wow i love all this stuff you guys are sending me but i just can’t see it ever happening
hey guys! so about the snapchat thing i’m doing at my show tonight… a lot of people messaged me saying i should do a periscope instead and record the whole show so that they can see. i understand why you would want that, BUT you guys have to realize that i want to enjoy myself at the concert. i paid a lot of money to attend and i’m doing this snapchat show because i thought it would be cool for people who aren’t attending. i’m not going to hold up my phone for two hours straight, because that will make the show a lot less enjoyable for me. i am going to record as many songs as i can/want to tonight. i hope you guys understand where i’m coming from. love you!!
lacy pink bralettes, paint stained hands, messy ponytails, face flushed from the cold, chipped nail polish, tiny diamond earrings, constellations painted on the ceiling, iced tea on hot summer days, oversized sunglasses and lowcut swimsuits, the smell of freshly cut grass, a bouquet of flowers waiting for you when you get home
gold nails and high heels, nude lips and highlighter that you can see from mars, infectious laughter, intertwined fingers, backless dresses, marble floors, crystal champagne flutes, the coolness of the pool, lying outside and cuddling under the stars, taking your heels off to dance, midnight swims
ink stained hands, lighting, eyeliner sharp enough to cut a bitch, blood red nails, the smell of fire, always being barefoot, old leather bound books, black coffee, the ash on the bottom of the pot, the moon covered by clouds, harsh laughter in silence, long unblinking stares, black silk and subtle gold jewellery, rubies, the reflection of firelight in someone’s eyes
the crackling sound of fire, hard wood floors, silk sheets, standing on the balcony in the cold night air, the hushed silence of the library, copper pots and pans, cold hands, braided crows, the crunch of autumn leaves, late afternoon sun, fiery eyes, singing when no one’s listening, burgundy lips matched to her dress, rare but fiercely tight hugs
herbal teas, ribbons in her hair, cold feet still wet from the grass, flowers tucked behind ears, glossy lips, absentminded smiles and glazed eyes, the sweet smell of flowers, morning sun, daffodils, fleeting glimpses of coloured fish just below the surface of the river, apple orchards in the afternoon, blushing at compliments, singing sings in other languages under her breath, crying out of sympathy
books worn at the edges from being read so many times, cozy sweaters and blankets, curled up beside the fire, mugs of hot chocolate, fiercely loyal relationships, late night phone calls, boots shiny from being polishes so many times, sitting my the windwo during thunderstorms, witty comebacks and cheeky smiles, skinned knees and high heels, carefully painted nails with just one smudge, reading late into the night, never following the recipe when cooking, fighting for her friends, silly arguments about ridiculous things, trying to see shapes in the clouds, memorising constellations, lavender scented bath bombs
wickedly beautiful, lips matched to her nails, wandering around in lacy underwear, silk sheets, shoe shopping with her best friends, always being the little spoon, quick to forgive, slow to forget, dancing in the rain, hot showers after a long day, hanging mistletoe above every doorway, perfectly put together outfits, shared smiles over inside jokes, gentle kisses, sleeping with her head in someone’s lap, absentmindedly playing with her hair, always quick to defend her friends, lying on the roof and staring at the stars
yellow gold, glossy eyelids and bold brows, brave even in the face of grave danger, sunsets over the ocean, gold crowns, jewel-toned dresses, hoop earrings, old worn maps, books scattered all over her desk, citrus scented soap, eyes that light up when she gets passionate, fiercely protective of people she loves, shiny nails, crawling into bed after a hard day, tiny tattoos, warm hugs, putting her faith completely in her friends
wicked smiles, sleek shiny hair, blood stained lips, the wind ripping hair from her braid as she flies, roses with thorns, icicles shattered in the snow, silent streets, cats drawing out their claws, flickering lights, hauntingly beautiful voice, the scrape of claws against stone, an apple with one perfect bite taken out of it, eyes of pure gold, scales of a snake glinting in the light, calculated movements and snide comments, the shimmering haze of a mirage, the shriek of metal against metal
I know I didn’t post for a long time. I have new projects right now (like my PhD studies) and I can’t dedicate much time to this page. I don’t know if I will come back here some day but I have decided not to delete this tumblr because I love it and because I spent a lot of years here sharing art and talking with you guys (and playing lol haha).
I would like to keep it so that people continue to see its content, even if I don’t publish anything new. I didn’t want to go without giving any explanation and I hope you understand :)
Thanks for all,
Sé que no he publicado nada desde hace tiempo. Ahora mismo tengo otros proyectos en mi vida (como estudios de doctorado) y no puedo dedicarle mucho tiempo a esta página. No sé si volveré algún día pero he decidido no borrar este tumblr porque me encanta y porque pasé aquí muchos años publicando y reblogueando arte y hablando con vosotros.
Me gustaría mantenerlo para que la gente siga viendo su contenido, aunque no publique nada nuevo. No quería ir sin dar ninguna explicación y espero que lo entendáis :)
Peps calm down! First, they are young. And if they where dating, that's between them. They will look cute, yes. But still is between them
(OOC: Thank you for your concern. While I do agree with you, if we were dating we would probably keep it to ourselves and we are young, I have no harsh feelings towards anyone who asked about us (whether that be El and me or Miller and me). We are making a running gag about being in a relationship, I can see how that might be confusing or misleading. However, I will delete any and all intrusive or offensive asks about this, so please don’t waste your time.)
ya’know this is random,but when i see exclusionists being shitty talking about how aces are just ugly,worthless ‘turbovirgins’ that need to die off bc they don’t commit anything to society…i just want to give up..but then i remember some things.
i remember how there are so much more to aces.
some people are hypersexual aces bc of trauma.
some people id as aro/ace bc of trauma.
some people id as aro or just ace bc they are csa survivors.
and you know what??? i think you guys are amazing, because you people are full of hope and ily. people can gaslight all they want,but at the end of the day. you know best..and you know what happened.
NO ONE has control over YOU.
NO ONE has the right to control who YOU are
NO ONE has the right to police YOU and YOUR IDENTITY
I know we don’t get happily ever afters in real life. I’m a hopeless romantic, not a total fucking idiot. As my friend, Russell, said to me once, “Even with the happiest couples, one of you dies first.” But first there is such unalloyed joy.
We went to the supermarket yesterday and we were wandering around and,
at one point, he took my hand, because that’s the kind of thing he does. And instantly, I got flustered. Residual anxiety. Remembrance of past battery. Enduring scars. Even though I know I’m hardly likely to get my head kicked in by the salad bar, PDAs can still make me nervous. And then he said, gentle as anything, and I’m not going to do the accent…
“If there’s a gay kid in here with his folks, frightened that he’s a freak, don’t you think that it might give him hope, seeing two guys wandering around, being themselves, getting their groceries, like everyone else?” If happiness is a place… it’s the biscuit aisle in Sainsbury’s. And anywhere else I am with him.
I’m sorry I’ve been so absent recently. Excuses, excuses etc. etc. but basically I’ve had a bazillion work socials, commissions up the wazoo and am severely lacking in sleep. These things combined do not make for good artings.
Have some more fic recs! Knock yourselves out. See if you can spot the thing I said I wasn’t interested in and would probably never read >__> Ahaha ha look how that turned out…
As with any rec list, please pay attention to the tags and warnings <3
all we have to do - 19.5K; klance; Keith gets hurt during a mission, and Lance is not sure how to handle that.
To the Universe and Back with You - 10k (WIP); klance; When Keith took off after the Galra empire fell he left Lance with a broken heart and a whole lot of resentment. Fast forward seven years later and Lance is the only paladin living on Earth, with his cat Peaches for company. It’s not perfect, but he’s happy. That is, until Shiro summons them to form Voltron again…
it’s quite bizarre, and will remain this way - 16.5k; klance; Keith is determined to keep his head down while serving out his community service volunteering at the Rex Alfor Memorial Space Muesum, but one rather loud member of staff won’t leave him alone…
shining like the stars - 139k (WIP); shklance; In a bid to help strengthen team Volron and their lion bonds, Allura takes the paladins on a pilgrimage to face the trials in the paladin temples. Keith unexpectely presenting as an omega rather throws a rather large spanner in the works…
Stormchasing - 18k; klance; Lance never intended to spend his vacation chasing after Keith’s premonitions, but here he is. Keith makes bad decision, Lance makes mistakes, and both of them are stuck together on a space pirate adventure neither of them asked for.
Purple Marks and Bleeding Hearts - 46.5k (WIP); klance;
Lance’s newest job is not what the sniper signed up for when he joined team Voltron. This mark shouldn’t be any different from the other Galra, but he is.
Feel the Bonds - 53.5k; klance; Being a paladin of Voltron is honestly the coolest thing that ever could’ve happened to Lance, but the people who should know probably never will. And despite their fighting, Keith is there for him when Lance is feeling particularly homesick.
You didn’t notice anything at first. Initially, you had just thought that he was stressed or tired due to all of his hard work and long days at the studio. You didn’t want to think too much into it. It took you a while, but finally saw how different he had become. He wasn’t the same person you fell for a few short months ago. He was colder, more distant than ever. You’d hoped that it was just a phase he was going through and that he would be back to normal in no time. However as the weeks came and went and those weeks turned into months, you realized that you were wrong, that Harry had become a completely different person.
It was hard to pinpoint the exact moment where everything had changed. It wasn’t that one day he woke up and a switch was flipped, making him turn into someone who was closed off and acted bitter towards you when he was usually so kindhearted and loving. No, it was nothing like that. Rather, it was the build up- the subtle changes that were exactly that, differences that were too small to notice. And when you finally realized he wasn’t the same, all you could do was make excuses for him, for the sake of your relationship.
He slowly stopped writing sweet notes to you before he left for the studio in the early hours of the morning. Which you concluded to be him being excited to get back to work, rushing out of your house as quickly as possible to get back to writing. Then, the usual texts and calls throughout the day became less frequent until they stopped altogether. This you put down as him being busy. You two began to bicker and fight a lot more than you used to, which you put down as you going through the “bumpy stage” of the relationship. Despite this, after a while, you had a hard time coming with reasons as to why your relationship with Harry was going down the drain, and it was even more difficult to try to salvage it.
about this line. In Avengers, Steve tells Tony he wouldn’t “lay down on a wire” to let somebody else crawl over him. In
other words, he accuses him of not being able to sacrifice himself (btw what
kind of insult is that, Steve?? It’s not something to accuse somebody of?? But that’s
a different subject). We all know it’s not true, as Tony himself proved many
times. Carrying the nuke through the wormhole is probably the clearest evidence
of that – and a direct contradiction of Steve’s accusation. Maybe the dialogue
itself was put there just to emphasize Tony’s sacrifice later in the movie. To
me, though, it’s something more. “I think I would just cut the wire.” It’s Tony’s
way of looking at problems.
It’s what he did in Iron Man 3 when Rhodey said “We gotta make a decision. We
can either save the president, or
Pepper. We can’t do both.” The choice was to save someone very important to
Tony or someone very important to the country. Which option did he choose? Both. He sent a remote suit to the
president’s plane, all the while being on a boat, heading towards Pepper’s
direction. He cut the wire.
It’s what he did when one of
those living-bomb-guys caught Harley. Tony could either give the man the
information he wanted or sacrifice the boy. Which option did he choose? Neither. He gave Harley a hint to use
that anti-bullies device which helped him escape. He cut the wire.
It’s exactly what he did when he
created the first suit in that cave! He could either build a weapon for the
terrorists or die. What option did he choose? Neither. He used his brilliant mind to escape. He cut the wire.
Heck, even Tony’s response to
Steve’s insult is cutting the wire in a way. Steve probably didn’t even expect
a response at all. I mean, neither “no, I would do that” or “you’re right, I wouldn’t”
was a good thing to say in that moment. Without hesitation, Tony chose a third option.
course, when he cannot find
his own solution, when he is unable to cut the wire, he is more than ready to
lay down on it. We’ve seen that, I’ve already mentioned it. The point is, the
sacrifice is not always necessary and he knows it. Presented with a choice to
save someone and save himself, he’d rather find a way for them all to survive.
Laying down on the wire may be noble, but cutting it is just freaking smart. He
uses his mind, his technology, to create a third option when there are only two.
His mind is his superpower.
not really surprising,
then, that he worked so hard to create Ultron. Can you see? The world ending,
all of them dying? Steve had a simple solution: we’ll lose together. Well,
thank you, Captain, I’d rather not. Tony didn’t agree to just sit there and let
that happen. He used his brilliant mind, his superpower, to try to protect the Earth and everybody he loved.
This time, like we all know, it didn’t turn out well. But I hope you see the