I got a request from hear-me-rory like 5 ever ago to draw a "pretty blonde deer man trying to woo a sulky reaper” and forgot to post the sketch so since I felt bad I decided to quickly paint it and make it look nicer but it’s still p shitty
what’s even worse is I GOOFED and made him brunette when he should have been blonde
OH WELL I hope they like it all the same if they see
dare you to write a fic
Oh my god look how well you organized the valuesssssssss yessssssssssssssss
i want this ship to workout
“I…I can’t touch you." His voice was an odd thing, the slow, sombre toll of a bell in a belfry, high above graveyards. It scared most.
It did not scare this thing - this thing that even he could admit was beautiful in the way only nature can be.
“If I touch you, you’ll wither. You’ll die." That seemed a terrible fate for something so alive.
But this not quite man, yet eternally not animal merely smiled, inching closer and closer - as if he were the one approaching a scared animal, and not the other way around. “You won’t. I surely would not die from your touch. You don’t always *do* what you are, you know.”
And how strange it seemed, to think such a thing to be true, but no, no. He knew better. Everything he touched died. All things, great and small, whether the towering trees or the tiny spider hiding amongst its leaves…they all succumbed.
But when the beastman reached, sun-dark fingers(the color of healthy bark, he might later learn) touching the unforgiving black of his robes? He did not crumble, did not age.
Eyes as green as good grass had watched - had perhaps even feared the possible outcome of his own death…but when he felt not a stir, not a wither?
The generous bow of his mouth started to climb and curl, settling into a smile that looked right at home on his handsome face.
“See?” he murmured low and slow, leaning in towards the perpetual smile that skulls tended to wear. “You can’t hurt me. You do’t kill everything you touch. They’re all dead already, just waiting for you to arrive. You, solid, strong, and always everpresent.”
And Death decided, upon his first kiss, that if this was what Heaven felt like, then maybe being dead wasn’t so bad after all.
All the homestuck kids completed
gonna go to sleep now uwu
i wanted to draw a bit but my stuff is in the van still and i am NOT going out into the cold in my pjs just to salvage my tablet so goodnight everybody
Sketchbook and Doodles: #223
im going to use this thing at every opportunity im given
HOW TO SKETCH CLEAN
HIGH RES IMAGE HERE: http://oi40.tinypic.com/f05c3c.jpg
Ahhhh ;w; this is a beauty
HERE IS A DUET BETWEEN A SHOWSTOPPING COCKATIEL AND THEIR ACCOMPANIST HUMAN ON PIANO
BRINGING YOU A SELECTION FROM THAT FEEL-GOOD FAVORITE “MY NEIGHBOR TOTORO”
watch this and let it help you get through the hard times
oh my god I’m dying THIS IS SO CUTE
drew my date buddy to help get rid of my art block
caffeinechick Holy shit this is awesome! Thank you so much <3
I wanted to share with everyone else this beautiful Dani
i can feel the magical feeling piercing through my deepest heart. How i really love the night sky, the sparkling stars, the planets, moon and all space stuff!…i really want to live on space, could be on neptune or saturn..
Do you feel like i feel ? Do you have same thought as mine ?