megustamemes:

Sounds like the best party ever.

razzda:

LAVA GECKO

my latest struggle, lava is way harder than it seems.. 

something ive been thinkin bout for a bit so i wanted to paint it! 

nice things to whisper when hugging someone

lionvomit:

yogurtville:

- you smell different when you’re awake
- please help me (then smile as if nothing happened)
- soon
- you have lovely skin, i can’t wait to wear it
- your hair tastes like strawberries
- tonight… you.
- he knows, don’t go home.
- i always knew you would die in my arms
- every time i poop i think of you
- no one will ever believe you
- yessssssssssssss
- i killed mufasa
- i bet you didn’t feel me lick your ear
- mother told me it would be like this

oh christ

smooshkin:

A benevolent spirit of the underworld. Reaper of cruel souls which he sends back to the forge. A gentleman who loves tiny birds and white flowers. Hasn’t told me his name yet.

ikimaru:

..not what I meant to do this evening but look I made a tutorial!

this kinda got out of hand but I was having fun shh

remember to experiment around, there are many different ways to do things! B) it’s up to you finding the one you like!

also gomen for crappy handwriting and some rushed drawings

ccesamestreet:

spydercyde:

obsessionthenarglesmademedoit:

But why the last one though
what am I not getting

I can’t breath…I have not laughed this hard in years 

Okay, quick story about the last one- I go to this school too, and the creative writing teacher is rad as hell (like the kind to give out free coffee on fridays)

After all of the kids have submitted their short stories, he reads them all for the first time to his two kids, who help him grade them, in a way.

One time, a girl wrote a story about a sheep, named Trixie, making her dream come true by moving to the big city to become an actress, a singer, or whatever (he was pretty vague on the description) 

She took a bus and a few trains and finally ended up in the ‘Big City’, where she tries to make her dream come true.

Now I dont remember the exact sequence of events that came next, but Trixie the sheep eventually ended up becoming a prostitute mid-sentence.

Our teacher didnt really realize this at the time, since it was his first time reading it, and to his kids he was caught completely off guard. And lets just say he had to explain a few new concepts to his kids that night..

And that’s why we can’t write any more stories about Trixie going to the Big City.

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