Bear with me ma'am, I lost my train of thought

[poppedbubblgum]

Nelo Angelo

[mxxn-archive]

Post dmc5 where vergil would rather take his insatiable twin on a lovely bonding trip than paying for child support

nero's honest reaction: 🖕

(on a more serious note I need to see them TALK. PLEASE CAPCOM

[poppedbubblgum]

Kiddos!

[crucibl3]

It is what it is...

[renaissancehotel]

Will Graham

[mysterium-solis]

St. Jerome and St. Catherine of Alexandria (detail) by Anonymous (c. 1480-1490)

[fullofsoupp]

my 3 apple tall child coco 💚🥥

[phobso]

Today is Walpurgis Night - I had to draw a witch <3

[debbie-sketch]

Recent animation screen commission! Remember you can message me or email me for work info ｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆

[omurizer-draws-things]

[aurulin13]

We fight through fire and ice forever Two souls once lost And now they remember

[liniccaro]

[clocktower-order]

New The Day I Took In Dazai illustration for the cover of the Young Ace August issue, to be released on July 3rd.

[clocktower-order]

New art by The Day I Took In Dazai's illustrator Shikiji Sorakura for Dazai's birthday

[clocktower-order]

Fifteen Dazai by anime staff member Yota Ando

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

When we were children, my sister had private music lessons at her violin teacher’s house. I only visited there once, but I still remember that afternoon. The teacher had an artificial pond in her yard, a large beautiful thing with lily pads and plant life. And in the pond, there were goldfish. I had never seen such enormous goldfish. 

I spent several minutes just staring at them (and trying to convince them to bite my fingers.) When my sister’s violin lesson ended, her teacher came out to the yard and explained that these goldfish were the same small creatures that were often unfortunately sold in plastic bags at state fairs. They were only about two inches long apiece, when she bought them and put them in the new, empty pond. In essence, they were like every goldfish I had seen before, but they had been given a much larger, much richer environment in which to flourish. As a result, they had grown into some of the most remarkable, vibrant creatures my twelve-year-old self had ever met with. All because of a pond. 

Funny what lessons children remember. My sister doesn’t play the violin anymore, but that was the first time I caught a glimpse of the overwhelming extent to which it matters, the way the world treats us.

[yellow-hatco]

Reblogged again for this drawing I made for it

[221b-hound]

Give us room to grow and see how we flourish.

[bobbole]

Anthony Machuca, Wake up Steve, our bowls are empty