what is this picture i don't even

commalot  asked:

When you started out as an artist, were there times you got very frustrated with either your art or how slow progress was? If so, what did you do to conter that frustration?

I always say, I wasn’t frustrated with my art or the slow progress, but with myself. I have weeks and even months in which I feel like I just create bullshit. No lie. It’s not about the slow progress but how it looks in general. I have a picture in my head of how I want my style to look like and sometimes my skill says no and then I am mad. 

For me it helps to just talk about it with my friends. Or just suffer for the time and someday it’ll get better. I am not the best example for well treatment of that issue. I am just grumpy when it happens. But still, I love to draw so I draw anyways. No matter how it looks. Sometimes we just have to remind ourselves, that it’s not always about how it looks like but what the intention is. Like what do you want to portray? Is there something you want to portray? Maybe right now is not the right time to draw it perfectly but to just get out your feelings in the most simple way possible. Draw easy things. Like seriously. Draw cute simplyfied sheeps. Just stuff that makes you happy and forget about the goal you set for yourself. 

I remember how I drew in kindergarten just for fun. just patches of colour and a big mess on the paper and it made me happy because I created it. I dunno. I sometimes want this feeling back because it was so without frustration. It was just me being me without any demands. 

We don’t have to create perfect things. “perfection” will come over time, as you spend time doing the thing you love the most. Because even tho you don’t think about it, your hands and your eyes learn. Just try to let go of the stress if you can. 

I don’t know if that makes sense, but I feel that way at the moment. 

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Jesse mostly just wanted a picture of the commander wearing it, he never expected Jack was so goddam sleep deprived all the time that he’d actually enjoy it.

(Also for those of you that have no idea what the hell is going on here do yourself a favor and do a google image search for “ostrich pillow” you won’t be disappointed)

anonymous asked:

Going off what that other anon said about Dan leaving phil for a hot male model, why wouldn't he? Like Dan is gorgeous! That picture he posted was true beauty! And phil? He never posts anything that's anywhere even close to aesthetic! Like I don't understand why Dan even puts up with someone as ugly and pathetic as phil! He doesn't even seem like he has an interesting personality! Dan honestly deserves so much better! Hope he finds that soon and ditches phil! Philiphobia should be bigger

Phil is beautiful, try again Anon.

Messy study thing with Mobu because I hate studies but I love Mobu…///


Frisk: “Are you an interior decorator? Because when I saw you, the entire room became beautiful.“
Chara: “I think you’re trying too hard, Frisk.”

Charisk is important. Now to try working on things that I was supposed to do tonight.

2x15 HAS ALEC SPENDING THE NIGHT AT MAGNUS’S AND SPENDING THE MORNING TOGETHER WITH COFFEE AND SOFT KISSES AS WELL AS MAGNUS FINALLY TELLING ALEC ABOUT HIS PAST WHICH ENDS UP IN OVERFLOWING EMOTIONS AND WARM COMFORTING HUGS

One of my pet peeves is people on this website reblogging that one image of the space shuttle Columbia breaking up during re-entry to their “aesthetic” blogs, like…um….

One time I saw a post here on tumblr where someone said that every bisexual they’ve ever met does finger-guns and as I truly contemplated that statement, reflecting on myself, I thought “I don’t do finger guns…” then, yesterday, I was washing my hands in the bathroom, thinking about I don’t even know what and I realized that I do the noise that goes with finger guns.  I froze, looked up at myself in the mirror and realized I do use finger guns except I only do one and I felt oddly validated in my sexuality. the end.

EMERGENCY TRADITIONAL COMMISSIONS

ok so my computer is unusable now and I’m going to need a new one, so I’m doing commissions to try and get a little more money.

You can see the prices in the picture, I hope they’re not too high. :0 Sketches are done in pencil, then there’s the coloring styles

Markers:

this style has vibrant colors, but has risks with it. 1: There could be some blotches and streaks from the markers drying too quickly while drawing. 2: Colors are a bit limited due to the amount of markers I have.

Colored pencils:

this style isn’t quite as vibrant and tends to look a bit grainy (maybe someone would like that more) but there’s more colors available to me, and less chance of making mistakes

what I’ll need for you to commission me:
1: a reference of the character you want me to draw
2: your PayPal email (so I can send you an invoice)
3: what coloring style you’d like (only if you’re getting a colored one obviously)

Just message me if you’re interested! In case it wasn’t obvious I can’t send the physical thing in the mail or anything, so it’s pictures of the drawing, I hope that’s not a problem. :0 

Thank you for being interested, or just reading. If you could please reblog and share this around, even if you can’t commission me, I would greatly appreciate it!

Zodiac Gothic: Terrifying things may come
  • Aries: One day, when you blink, you'll see anther world in between the closing and opening of your eyelids. It will be terrifying, horrible, indescribable - and you will forget it as soon as you open your eyes. Perhaps it just happened. Perhaps it will happen tomorrow. Or perhaps, the last time you close your eyes, it will happen. And you won't be able to open them again to escape.
  • Taurus: The next time someone tells you to run, do it. Even if you are surrounded by nothing but walls, run until you can't run anymore - then walk, then crawl, then squirm. Only when you have exhausted all means of movement will you be safe.
  • Gemini: You are going to meet a special someone soon. A /very/ special someone. They will not have eyes, and their tongue will be heinously long. They will try to wrap you up - let them. Only once you give in to them will they let you go.
  • Cancer: Something horrible has happened. It had nothing to do with you, but it happened. Just now, it happened again. You are powerless to stop these horrible things. And they, too, are powerless to hurt you - so long as you remember to listen to the weather. Did you forget? Hmm. Something bad has happened. It had everything to do with you.
  • Leo: There are dark forces attempting to change your fate right now. But will it be for better, or for worse? Leave a lemon on your porch overnight to stop them. You may save yourself - or doom yourself to an even worse fate. You must make the decision soon, or the forces will already be upon you.
  • Virgo: Don't go to an ocean. Don't go to a lake. Actually, it's probably best you avoid swimming pools too. To be safe, don't even take a bath tonight - it isn't worth the risk. Is it raining? Well, then your fate has been sealed...
  • Libra: Don't stare too long at that object that shouldn't be there. Pretend that it's normal. If you pretend that you didn't just see it move out of the corner of your eye, you will be safe.
  • Scorpio: Don't do it. I know that you're thinking about doing it - but don't. There are demons waiting to take a hold of you if you succeed. What is 'it' you might be wondering - well, you know. You're the one who planned it.
  • Sagittarius: The monster under your bed loves you. It loves you so very much. It crawls out and sleeps next to you at night, and it stares at pictures of you while you are away. It even fights off the other monsters every night. But watch out, it might just fail some night....and the monster in the closet loves you in a much more violent way.
  • Capricorn: Someday, when you are home alone in a new house, there will be an extra door that you will notice, and be unsure of it was there before. It wasn't. It contains a set of stairs, each step more wet and soft than the last. The further down these stairs. you walk, the hotter and damper you feel, and the more lights you will see on the walls. Do not touch the lights. Do not touch the walls. Keep walking - you will eventually trip, and find yourself facing up the stairs. Walk up. Do not, at any point, turn back - the teeth will come.
  • Aquarius: A strange and hauntingly beautiful woman will ask to use your phone in a parking lot at midnight, sometime in the near future. It will be cloudy and dark. She will look startlingly familiar, but you will not be able to remember her at all. You must not allow her to take your phone. You must not allow her to take your heart.
  • Pisces: If you ever find yourself surrounded by strangers, keep a look out for anyone with golden pupils in plain white eyes. If you have seen them, then immediately cleanse yourself with fish water and lemon juice. If it's been more than three days, you have been Marked for something that is yet unknown, but must be avoided at all cost.

Neil and Andrew being constantly hyperaware of each other is such a beautiful thing so here’s some headcanons about that:

  • Like obviously these boys spend 90% of their time staring at each other so hard they forget that anything else is happening
  • But the other 10% of the time they spend Not Staring at each other while still managing to keep track of everything the other is doing
  • (Neil will go off to spend time with Matt or Dan or Allison but his mind is still at least 40% occupied by Andrew’s hair in the sunlight)
  • (and for Andrew it’s plausible deniability)
  • (not because he needs to uphold his reputation or anything but because if he doesn’t stare he doesn’t have to face everything that Neil means to him)
  • (who is he kidding)
  • So Andrew will be sitting in a beanbag chair with his glasses on reading a book and when Neil comes in he’ll keep his eyes firmly on the page
  • but then Neil starts rifling through the room, putting on his shoes and jacket for a run, and he keeps digging through drawers and looking under papers and in all the coat pockets trying to find something
  • and Andrew just reaches over without looking up from his book and grabs Neil’s keyring from the countertop and throws it at him
  • Neil goes on his run but it takes him ten more minutes to leave because he keeps stopping to stare at Andrew and smile

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just some silly little serra portrait drawing things that nobody asked for nor did need i’ll crawl back in my basement now

4+ Hours and I forgot his hat. He almost crashed Medibang multiple times. He’s cursed, I tell ya.
Oh and I recorded it so there’s that

@phantomtype ?? You like this green bean right

anonymous asked:

hey i just wanted to tell you how much i love your art. i don't really know how i can express how much your art helps me through hard days sometimes. like it's so beautiful but it also makes me feel really intense things?? when i look at the pictures i feel like i'm there. your art shows a lot of emotions somehow and it's amazing. thank you for creating those masterpieces !!

aa. .…i dont even know what to say… ///// thank u so much …gosh . .thank u …hope i can continue to create artwork that brings u comfort n joy n stuff. . // jeeze.. .

Don't even try to tell me they wouldn't do shit like this
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b>Victor:</b> *Over the phone* YUURI, OHMAHGAWD YUURI I NEED YOU TO COME HOME RIGHT NOW<p/><b>Yuuri:</b> *Anxiety riddled mind pictures blood. From where, he doesn't know, but there's a LOT* OH GOD WHY, WHAT HAPPENED?<p/><b>Victor:</b> I LEFT THE BACK DOOR OPEN AND THERE IS A /FOX/ GIVING BIRTH IN THE LIVING ROOM.<p/><b>Yuuri:</b> Victor, what the fuck.<p/><b>Victor:</b> EVERY TIME I TRY TO MOVE IT OUTSIDE MAKKA GROWLS AT ME, THEY'RE FRIENDS NOW, I CAN'T JUST PUT HIS FRIEND OUT IN THE COLD, YUURI.<p/><b>Yuuri:</b> Not only did you let a fucking pregnant fox into our living room, you managed to get attached?<p/><b>Victor:</b> I called for help, Yuuri, I could've tried to hide her.<p/><b>Yuuri:</b> *Deep sigh* Well, show Makka you mean no harm, put some water down for her, I'll be home in a bit.<p/><b></b> .<p/><b></b> *Many hours And 5 baby Fennec Foxes later*<p/><b>Victor:</b> MAKKA LOVES THEM OMG<p/><b>Yuuri:</b> We can't keep 6 new pets to cater to Makka's nurturing needs, Victor.<p/><b>Victor:</b> *Pulling Yuuri's chin to see Makka curled around all five pups while the mama rests her head on Makka's.* You wanna break up Makka's new wife and their babies?<p/><b>Yuuri:</b> *Cringing* That isn't fair!<p/><b></b> .<p/><b></b> That's how they got 6 new Fennec Foxes.<p/></p><p/></p>
Cupcakes-5x22 fic

A/N: Y’all…I don’t even know where this came from. It’s total and complete ridiculous fluff!!!! Please enjoy!! 


Felicity rushed through the door of the bakery ten minutes before the sign said they closed, the smell of sugar and dough hitting her before she was even fully inside.

“I am definitely in the right place,” she muttered to herself as she headed straight to the counter even though her suddenly growling stomach threatened to derail her mission. Her idea to throw Oliver a surprise birthday party was a good one, of that she was certain, but actually having to plan and organize the event was something else entirely. Luckily Thea had agreed to do the heavy lifting when it came to decorations which left Felicity in charge of food.

“Hi, how can I help you?” the woman behind the counter only looked slightly perturbed at having a customer barge in so close to closing.

“I need cupcakes,” Felicity said enthusiastically, eyes scanning the display case but not seeing anything she liked.

“We can pretty much do whatever,” the woman assured her, catching on that she hadn’t spotted what she wanted.

“Like maybe something chocolate and fudgey with green frosting?” she asked with a hopeful lift of her eyebrows. “But not like grass green or mint green, more like…Green Arrow green.”

The woman laughed, pulling out a pad to write down the order, “Your little boy is into superheroes? How many dozen?”

“Oh no, I don’t…I don’t have a son, little or big.”

“Sorry! Daughter. No reason girls can’t like Green Arrow either.” she said with a grin, leaning in a little closer, “I mean…have you seen the way he fills out those leather pants?”

Felicity felt her face flush as her hands curled tight, lips pressed into a straight line, “I um…I have not noticed. Nope. Never noticed that. Is it a good fit? I mean…sorry, never mind, we were discussing cupcakes for my non existent children.” she trailed off under her breath.

The woman looked at her a little strangely but nodded, “Chocolate fudge with green frosting. Any sort of decoration?”

She was about to say no when a thought crossed her mind, “I don’t suppose you have little arrows or something do you?”

“I have just the thing.”

Felicity watched as she looked through a drawer behind her, before turning back holding a small arrow attached to a toothpick.

“It’s perfect!”

“This will be the first Green Arrow party we’ve done. I might have to take some pics and put it on our instagram. Maybe you could share your own and tag us?”

“That uh…that might not be so easy.” Felicity stammered.

“Yeah, some parents are weird about their kids pictures being put on the internet, but I figured it didn’t hurt to ask. Now how many dozen?”

“I’ll take two dozen,” she said quickly though she knew they’d never eat that many, but if there were leftovers that would not be a problem. Then a thought hit her and she sighed, “You know what, make half of those vanilla. Rene doesn’t like chocolate and Curtis will only eat the icing anyways and–”

“I thought you said you didn’t have kids.”