homestuck icons (redraw of this from 2019) :] <3
i wanted to do one final Big Project before school started hehehe, so i sat down for a week straight (not recommended) and drew these >:0
feel free to use!! (credit is appreciated!)
hello vonnie
will byers stan first human second
almost home
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

pixel skylines

oozey mess
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
noise dept.
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
occasionally subtle

JVL
art blog(derogatory)
KIROKAZE

Kiana Khansmith

Kaledo Art
Peter Solarz
Keni

No title available
styofa doing anything

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Pakistan
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye

seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Türkiye
seen from Taiwan
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Belgium
seen from Brazil

seen from Türkiye
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from Mexico
@cryptidquill
homestuck icons (redraw of this from 2019) :] <3
i wanted to do one final Big Project before school started hehehe, so i sat down for a week straight (not recommended) and drew these >:0
feel free to use!! (credit is appreciated!)
So I had a hysterectomy today (hooray!) and I brought along my stuffed orca, Shamu, as a comfort object. And everyone i interacted with during my pre-op was like "Oh! Who's this?" so I was telling them all about him, how he's been with me since I was 9 and gone on every single vacation and road trip, and they were telling me about their own stuffed buddies (one lady said she still has hers after 40 years!) and all of this while I was signing consent forms and providing a list of the things I'd brought with me, you know, small talk.
So then a nurse comes over and goes "Okay, I've got some stickers I'll put on your things so we know they're yours" and I'm like "OK cool" so she puts a sticker on my coat and stickers on my bags of clothes and then she turns to Shamu and I'm like "oh I guess he gets a sticker too"
But no. She pulls out a hospital bracelet that's an exact copy of mine and slaps it on his tail, like so:
And i was delighted by this, so I took a picture to send to my friends, who were equally delighted, and were cracking me up with their reactions (like so:)
Anyway, they take me back and put me under, and when I awake groggily a few hours later it takes me a minute to get my bearings, so I don't notice Shamu at first. But then I realize he's tucked up next to me in the gurney, so I grab him, and my hand touches gauze.
And I'm like "huh?" so I look at him and I realize
They gave my fucking orca a hysterectomy
i've been phasing the phrase 'google it' out of my vocabulary and going back to 'look it up'. fuck you youve lost your generic trademark privileges
He just wants her in every quadrant like a desperate fool.
An archive, Earth
Have you been here?
I have been here
I have not been here
On the roof of a residential building, Earth
Have you been here?
I have been here
I have not been here
Clocked back in to the Ruining Good Relationships Factory 😔
✨✨May the 4th be with you! ✨✨
how do you move on from having the life of someone you care about in your hands? from feeling her hand slip from yours as you’re about to die? do you, in these final moments, feel guilt? that you could have done more? that you could have saved her? is this why you’re doing anything in your power to stop the inevitable, throwing everything tied to your identity to the enemy because the only thing that really matters is her? is desperately wanting to keep her alive all that goes through your mind? do you ever stop to think about your own suffering? of course not does death itself not frighten you as much as the possibility of failing her? is imagining the look on her face when you finally admit that there is nothing left to do scarier than dying? does the horror lie not in your own mortality but in becoming the reason despair settles into her expression?
because love makes failure feel unforgivable.
how do you move on from trusting someone enough to put your life in their hands? someone who guided you through literal hell? someone who repeatedly chose your life over his own without hesitation, over and over again? from his hand being the only anchor between you and total darkness? do you have any other choice but to offer your unwavering devotion and trust in his judgment at that moment? did you ever? how do you feel knowing he won’t let go even if it kills him? how does it feel to have someone who cares about you so much he’s willing to die with you rather than let go of your hand? how does it feel to let someone help you for the first time, sacrificing so much for your sake? what scares you more? dying or the unbearable realization that someone chose you over himself until the very end? doesn’t it kill you? doesn’t it comfort you? does allowing yourself to be cared for completely make that vulnerability both unfamiliar and devastatingly comforting?
because trust makes surrender feel inevitable.
i'm not really into blondes but this is an objectively absurd connection to make
In order to be properly non-pedophilic you have to want to fuck somebody old but not with gray or white hair because that's too close to blonde which as we've established is the hair color of children. So ideally somebody old as fuck but bald. And obviously wanting to have sex with a man is misogynistic so it has to be a woman. And it can't be a white woman because that would be racist and it can't be a woman of color because that would be fetishistic, so ideally a woman with some unnatural skin color, oh let's say, purple. But it can't be an alien, because we don't know anything about alien life cycles so it could be an alien child or an alien that looks like a child. So it has to be an animal from Earth, but obviously one of human level intelligence that can communicate is otherwise that would be bestiality. So an old purple female animal that can speak English. I think the only creature you can be hot for is the Ant Queen from A Bug's Life.
quarterly reminder that if i reblog something ai-generated it is 110% and always an accident and for the love of god please tell me so i can delete it from my blog
I need tiktokers to understand that ao3 has been home for the freaks (affectionate) ever since the day it was created. the entire site was created because “dark and fucked up fics” were banned and removed from other platforms, so us freaks came together and created a site for other freaks — a site where nothing is censored, a site with no algorithm, no capitalism, no ads, and again, absolutely no censorship.
this has been our house for decades. you newbies don’t come into our house and tell us how to arrange our furniture. either be nice and respect our house, or leave and build your own house elsewhere.
Reminder that the code for AO3's site is publically available! If you want to build an archive of YOUR own, where you can censor things to your heart's content, you are free to do so! But if you want to participate in archive of OUR own, then accept the fact that there is no censorship there, and there will never be censorship there. If you dont like that, build your own platform or go backtrack wattpad.
im very excited for what he WILL do with it in s3
but also who let him drive
Still super busy with projects but found some time to draw Emily in Abel's robe i had in my WIPs for a bit!
We're all losers. And we lost.
THUNDERBOLTS 2025, dir. Jake Schreier
can somebody explain what this post is I'm so confused
It's an art history/architecture joke.
For a long time, it was believed that the famous Greek/Roman statues that you see in museums were supposed to just be unpainted marble, but within the past sixty years or so, archeologists have discovered microscopic flecks of paint on the statues and realized that they were actually painted and the paint just came off in the intervening couple thousand years--or was intentionally rubbed off by archeologists and curators of centuries past, for the sake of making them "look right". And, as is described in the tweet pictured above, people have managed to analyze what little bits of paint remain and determine what some of these statues were supposed to look like. They were actually painted with bright colours and patterns.
Brutalism is a 20th-century style of architecture which eschews decoration in favour of bare, unpainted brick or concrete. The joke is in suggesting that the buildings aren't really supposed to look like that, the way that the ancient statues aren't supposed to look like that, even though all Brutalist buildings were built within living memory rather than thousands of years ago. (And it's possibly also poking fun at Brutalism as a style, for being so intentionally austere.) The buildings in the above photos have been edited to match the statues, with bright colours and patterns and Ancient Greek-style murals.