stepping up for art


How to do drag king makeup
1. Use a dark color to create shadows
2. Careful not to over highlight
3. Make sure its smooth! And clean
4. Guys have longer eyelashes, but don’t give yourself long girly eyelashes. Light, light eyeliner… Use feather strokes for your eye brows and get a color close to your color (or darker)
5. This is how i did it, different men have different facial hair. To get a more realistic look use fake hair over the shading… Also, if you are only using color use a thin brush and use feather strokes to give a beater texture

- i am a new drag king, i watched a lot of tutorials and saw a few diagrams and then combined them into this


In Alchemy, The Hand of Mysteries holds the keys to divinity and invites you to discover great secrets! All the symbols represent different elements, their various abilities, and spiritual significance. Very cool stuff. 

This art blog is nod dead I swear! <3 I’ll try to step up my game with posting and sharing the remainder of the year. 

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Audrey Benjaminsen 2016

How to Draw Tundras 101

Step 1:
Draw a Lion

Step 2:
Draw a better Lion

Step 3:
Realize for some reason you need to make this Lion a Giant Lizard instead
(embiggen him)

Step 4:
Lighten, because no way in hell do you want to redraw that from scratch

Step 5:
?????? Tundra on top???

Step 6:

Now go forth, and draw needlessly large and floofy Paw-Hand Lizards

Step Up ML Edition

@snowybowey well here goes nothing….. 

I can’t dance so this is something…. oh man I don’t know.

Marinette was a ballet dancer at an art school. Well mostly ballet, she also did other various classical dancing forms but her best by far was ballet. On the dance floor Marinette was graceful, elegant even. She was everything she wasn’t normally. But Marinette had a secret a very very big secret. Attending the most prestigious dance academy wasn’t enough for Marinette because there were things they didn’t teach you there, things that she very much wanted to learn. So on selective nights Marinette would attend underground clubs and bars where people danced and moved their bodies in ways you wouldn’t believe! Marinette had never seen dancing like this. They could move their bodies in ways no one thought possible at the academy. She spent these nights watching and occasionally trying things out. In time Marinette could just about break dance, if the beat was right she could crunk, she learned to move.

One dancer in particular always caught her eye. No one seemed to know his real name. He wore a black cap and a black hoodie with a green paw print stamped over his left breast. When he was dancing you never really saw his face, it was too dark in the club and he moved too quickly. When he danced… no one cared about his face all they cared about was how his body moved. You would think the boy didn’t have a bone in his body, that he was light as air. He would run up the wall and flip, he would snake his shoulders effortlessly and he moved his hips in a way even Shakira would be jealous off. Marinette wanted to dance with him. She wanted to learn from him, to move the way he did to move in synch with him the only problem was he never danced with anyone. They called him Chat Noir- Black Cat. He always wore black, and always danced alone that is until one night.

Marinette had ventured out onto the dance floor, it was amateur night, and while she was no amateur to dance she still felt too new to hip hop to dance on any other night here. She spun on her hands then let herself flip onto her back before kicking her legs out and landing on her feet. When she landed on her feet he was there facing her green eyes boring into hers. He smirked at her before taking her hand and running them straight towards a wall together they ran up the wall and flipped back onto the floor. As soon as her feet were on the floor He spun her into him dipping her lower and lower until she stuck her hands out behind her touching the floor. She flipped back out of his arms standing now on her hands and then dropping to her feet. He smiled sashaying over to her and flipping her over his shoulder. Still hand in hand she spun downward while he jump spinned over her and on and on they went all night barely registering the loud cheers of the crowd behind them. They danced and danced until sirens sounded in the distance….

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I see a lot of posts reminding me that Hunk needs to be appreciated and loved more as a character, but I personally get a good amount of Hunk on my dash. You know who I don’t see as often as I’d like? Pidge.

Give me more Pidge fanart and memes and headcanons. Pidge’s family, garrison Pidge, platonic Pidge friendships, Pidge ships. I don’t care, get it on my dash. Suffocate me with the Pidge love. She is the tiny sassy hero we all deserve