“Digital art isn’t real art. You have no real talent and you’re lazy. It’s not like painting or using traditional media. You didn’t work a sweat. The program makes it for you!”
Hahaha….haha. *Although, I’m sure some people don’t actually reach 150 layers. That’s just me aahaha. /insecure /back ups of back ups of back ups
I saw this comic going around and thought that there should be an art version of it.
THIS SO HARD
#this is totally were!stiles being interrogated by the winchesters #and he is giving no answers and no fucks (via crusingthroughreality)
HEADCANON ACCEPTED.
I really would love to see that crossover, repeatedly, in every possible position. Even if it would end in tears because let’s be real, everything the Winchesters touch ends in tears. Poor little shits.
“Look kid,” Sam says. It’s the third time he’s tried the good cop routine and Dean can hear it wearing thin. “We know you had nothing to do with the murders. But we also know you’re not the only werewolf in town.”
The kid tips his head and sucks on his lips, the total absence of fucks glaringly obvious. Dean is both frustrated as hell and grudgingly impressed because, hell, they’ve dealt with demons less sassy than this.
Sam sighs, and Dean has to cough into his hand to keep from laughing because that particular brand of exasperation is usually reserved for him. “Just be straight with us.”
For some reason, that’s hilarious. It takes a second before Dean remembers the dude they’d seen the kid with before they’d picked him up. Big, serial killer looking guy, sporting leather and a possessive hand on kid-snark’s back. Oh man.
Dean snorts and gives Sam patented ‘what? it’s funny’ shoulders when it earns him a glare.
“Trust me, dude,” the kid says. “I’m being as straight with you as…well, I was gonna say humanly possible but…”
A flash of canines has Sam rolling his eyes and sue him, Dean sorta wants to high-five the kid. You know you’ve been hunting for too long when you start rooting for your mark.
“You’re driving a stolen car,” Sam says. “You’re carrying a fake ID. Every word out of your mouth so far has been bullshit-”
“Says the hunter posing as an FBI agent,” the kid says, tapping a nonchalant beat on his water bottle.
Sam pulls out bitch-face number eleven. “Is anything about you real?”
The kid grins and bobs his head. “My boobs.”
Dean laughs so hard he almost pulls something.
When amazing people have a bad family, bad life, constant problems.
my doodles for me and mr.davejake’s au rambling:
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Dirty Dudes: Alex Minsky
Marine Lance Cpl. Alex Minsky is an Afghan war veteran who lost his leg after his truck rolled over an IED (improvised explosive device). Photographer Tom Cullis saw Alex at the gym an immediately recruited him to model. Alex has gone on to shoot forMichael Stokes & Justin Monroe.
This man is so amazingly gorgeous
om nom nom
jESUS FUCKING CHRIST
I got a lot of sudden notes and messages about this stupid old post. Lots of “draw more” “can I draw something from it” “omg this is brilliant”, thank you! I was really just joking the first time but wow, 10k notes. So to make people happy, instead of answering every note individually have this instead! aside from that… I feel sort of strangely dirty drawing these things. I wonder if the concept team for Tailspin felt this way.
…haha I don’t think I’ve gotten any better in 2 whole years :( PS, dear tumblr why did you make your lovely photoset system so shitty?
edit: tumblr is resizing chel so here’s the fullres pic
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my mom gets sample CD’s from record companies through work sometimes
she brought this home and just said “track fifteen. you’ll hate it i promise.”
…welp.
wh
at
Play this at my funeral
I really, really, REALLY want this on my iPod
this is my theme song
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