Monarch of the nocturnals

bow to me mortal

[skribblegurl]

some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.

[heywriters]

I couldn't remember the word "doorknob" ten minutes ago.

[bumblewyn]

ok but the onelook thesaurus will save your life, i literally could not live without this website

[breelandwalker]

REBLOG TO SAVE A WRITER'S LIFE

[myfairkatiecat]

LIFE SAVED

REBLOGGING TO SAVE ANOTHER WRITERS LIFE

[sirowsky]

I use this every time I sit down to write. It's the best tool in the world and I would be lost without it!

[moltengoldveins]

Yesterday Upon The Stairs feels like sticking your face in the column of woodsmoke from a campfire and breathing in. It burns. It tastes like pennies and charred marshmallows, and it smells like the earth after it rains. It’s like when you have a fever, you can’t breathe, you crawl out of bed to put Vapo-rub on your chest, and suddenly your lungs work again. It feels like laying awake in your friends living room at three am on their pullout couch, their cat pressed into your side, warm and purring. It’s the little untold tragedies of everyday life made manifest, painted on every wall, till all you can see is the pain of people you never knew and never will. It’s the fury of a quiet man. It’s the fact that your grandfather always smelled like cigarettes. It’s the clattering sound your friend makes wherever she goes (she has her grandmothers wedding ring and her grandfather’s dog tags on a chain around her neck. She never takes them off.) It’s a late night after finals week, your best friend flopped on top of you and crushing the air out of your lungs, both of you laid across a beanbag in a dorm living room. It’s the clench in your stomach when you wake up and hear something in the house that shouldn’t be there. It’s radioactive glass in a Goodwill. It’s incredible, and I want everyone to read it.

[pencilcat]

30 Days of Art Improvement Challenge

Are you tired of feeling like your art just isn’t improving? Do you want to do a 30-day challenge that’s actually useful? Welcome to 30 Days of Improvement Hell. >:D

I made this because I’ve been feeling super ‘blah’ about my art these days, and I needed something to kick-start myself. Who wants to do this with me!? Start now or whenever you can (now you procrastinators!). Challenge yourself and have fun at the same time!

Tag your posts with #Improvement Hell so everyone can follow along and see each other’s awesome artwork. I may even create a blog and reblog them! :D

What are you waiting for? START!

Self-Portrait - Introduce yourself

Draw a figure using a reference - link to reference

Draw a figure that’s in action, using a reference - link to reference

Draw a part of the human anatomy you have trouble with. x20, with atleast 5 being skeletal/musculature studies.

Draw more figures. Quick gestures and silhouettes. x20, with atleast 10 different body shapes

Let’s have some fun. Design a character from either This or This character generator! Be creative and bring something to life!

Pick the weirdest object in your house/room. Draw it. Shadows and Highlights.

Find 2-3 objects, make a scene with them. Draw it. Bonus points for creativity. Double points for dramatic lighting.

Draw a landscape of a place you’ve never been or drawn.

Draw a BG with 1pt Perspective. Negative points if it’s a railroad or an empty street.

Draw a BG with 2pt Perspective.

Look out a window. Draw what you see. Bonus points for adding something interesting.

Draw an interior setting with the character you designed on Day #6 in it.

BG with either bird’s eye or worm’s eye view.

Halfway there! Draw three 'action’ scenes with different compositions in each. Quick sketches are fine, just make them interesting and understandable! Bonus points if it’s the same scene, but different composition.

Draw a single page comic with 5-7 panels (the story begins and ends on one page). 

Draw an animal you’ve never drawn before. x10  Link references.

Draw a car. Negative points for whining. Hint: Use a perspective grid.

Think of the thing you hate drawing the most. Guess what? Draw it! Negative points for lying to yourself.

Pick an object in your house/room. Now design a character from it, using the shapes, forms, textures, purpose and colors as inspiration. Also link/post the object you used. Negative points for using a humanoid action figure.

Draw a character/object/scene, and shade them using ONLY solid blacks and whites. Bonus points for good use of lights/shadows

Draw a different object/scene/character. Shade using hatching, crosshatcing, and/or pointillism. Bonus points for lights/shadows and textures.

Colors! Pick a color palette, and paint a scene/character/object using only those colors (some blending allowed). Bonus points for good use of lights/shadows.

Draw and color a scene/object/character - no lines allowed! (aka - lineless art). Don’t forget light and shadows!

Draw a scene/character in a style you’ve never drawn before. If emulating an artist, credit+link. Bonus for color style.

Draw a character. Draw 10 emotions/expressions. Bonus points for 'uncommon’ emotions. (i.e. anxiety, guilt, despair, loneliness etc.)

Draw three random shapes using your opposite hand (or your foot). Now design characters from those shapes.

Turn on the tv (or load your illegally downloaded movies). Pick an actor and draw them.

Almost done! Let’s have some fun. Draw some fanart. Bonus points if it’s super obscure and unknown. Make people guess what it’s from.

Last day! Find a drawing you did within the last year. Now draw it again using what you’ve learned! Link it for comparison!

 Look at all that amazing improvement! Congrats!

[Update] There is now a sequel challenge, Draw All The Things!

[tiredgaychild]

Sometimes I just need a shower with the funky colored lights to make me feel better.

[tiredgaychild]

There is no "normal"- Say the people who are

If there is such a thing-say the agnostics

There absolutely is- say the people who aren't

[pukicho]

Hey guys, cool new trick i found

Green

[tiredgaychild]

Red

[tiredgaychild]

How tf did you do that

[pukicho]

Hey guys, cool new trick i found

Green

[tiredgaychild]

Red

[inkskinned]

"the curtains weren't blue on purpose. why should we care?"

my love! let me ask you this - did you eat breakfast today? this tiny moment in your life. just think about it. did you?

for some of you, the answer is yes and for some of you it is technically and for some of you it is does coffee count. some of you reached for cereal or gmo-free overnight oats or frozen waffles or 3-day-old pizza. sometimes we eat the same thing, every day, for weeks. i get tired of eggs randomly, only to go back to craving them desperately. i'm cuban; i take my coffee like my father showed me, very milky and sweet.

some of us ate in a hurry. some of us hate eating breakfast but if we don't we will get nauseous later. some of us took our meds first or took our meds after. some of us have a kitchen 5 feet wide and sometimes it's the biggest room in the house. some of us are confident there will be food in the pantry and some of us flinch and say well, the paycheck is coming. some of us turn on a podcast while we eat or we scroll our phones or write in our diaries.

some of us are choosing, specifically, not to eat breakfast. some of us are too busy. some of us are pretending we "just forgot," but we are ignoring the warning signs that everything feels too-heavy. some of us are so consumed with anxiety or grief that we can't eat. some of us can't stand up long enough to make our coffee. some of us have no table to sit down and eat.

i cannot tell you what an artist "meant" by their choices. but they did have to make a choice, conscious or otherwise, to give you information. to give you a little bit more light. each of these choices are little stars of data; connecting speckles for you to weave through, drawing a line.

you cannot use a mirror in a dark room. for some of us; we will not care that the curtains are blue, because that will just be a data point and not enough light to see by. for some of us, the blue curtains will be the same as our childhood bedroom. it will make us seasick. for some of us, blue will be the color of frostbite. it might look like a pixel up close; but from a distance, oh! the picture blooms.

i cannot tell you what will stick out for you. what will carry meaning. some of you will read the sentence "i didn't have breakfast today" and say "this means nothing." some of you will read that and say "oh, me neither." some of you will say "this means the character is probably a little grouchy." some of you will say "oh, i wonder if they're okay. why didn't they eat anything?" ... art is a mirror. i am holding hands with you, over space and time, and asking you to feel something with me.

i want you to read my work and find a blue pair of curtains. i want you to read my work and find things in it that i never imagined placing. i have no way of knowing what will resonate with you, that's true. and maybe i just was hungry while i wrote this, and thinking about the eggs in my fridge. but if you found meaning, that meaning is yours. it cannot be erased just because i didn't "intend" it. you created a different world by interpreting my work. it's collaborative! that's beautiful! that's stunning!

just! imagine looking at the night sky and saying - it's stupid to have a favorite constellation or a favorite star. they're just there.

because here's the thing - across centuries and cultures, we look up. we still find meaning in the stars. these beautiful, lovely scattered accidents. are you looking? they call. and we look back and say oh! of course we are!

[edenaziraphale]

Once, when I was still a very young writer, a friend of mine was doing me a favor and editing a piece for me. It was a short piece focused around the concepts of loss and re-connection, growth and separation and the pieces of yourself that are held inside of others. When my friend had finished her first read-through and was gathering her thoughts she called me and, completely breathless with excitement, said, "I love the way you structured this! The seasons changing with each new movement, the fact that each passage initiates a new physical aspect of the reunion- I just love that." It was all she could talk about for fifteen minutes. What beautiful motion I had created, how circular it made the whole piece feel. She was so excited that I couldn't bring myself to tell her that none of her favorite parts of the story were intentional. I didn't realize I'd done any of those things when I was writing it. But upon rereading for myself, I could see what she meant. The opening of a door, the crushed leaves of fall, the first step toward a new life. It was all lying in wait for me. I only needed another pair of eyes to show me the way. All of that to say that nothing is created in a vacuum, and the choices that we make are, in fact, choices- whether we realize we're making them or not. Life is collaborative, which means that art is, too. By default. The things that my friend saw in my art and in me changed my perception of my own piece and in this way, we made something together. That's how this is meant to go. All of us learning from one another collectively, changing each other on and on. Forever. Reading, as OP said, is a form of creation.

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

say something nice to me

[tiredgaychild]

Your left ear smells distinctly of apple juice :)

[tiredgaychild]

Im on tumblr for 5 seconds. FIVE

[saturnsocoolioyep]

Guys… you’re not gonna fucking believe this one

[bewareofdragon]

“Oh, he did not just…”

Yes, he did. 

[cardigarden]

Get the fuck outta here

[haliderants]

This man is the modern day equivalent of the clockwork masters who made strange, intricate wind-up toys for extremely wealthy people.  Exceptionally talented, astonishingly inventive, brilliantly skilled, and the pinnacle of craftsmanship that serves to astonish and delight.

[lemon-badgeress]

CHOCOLATE FUCKER’S BACK ON HIS BULLSHIT

[tiredgaychild]

THIS MOTHER FUCKER MADE A FERRIS WHEEL OUTTA CHOCOLATE

[dandelionjack]

you’d think that in a symbiotic relationship between an amnesiac eldritch entity and a hardy 1930s private investigator it’d be obvious which one of the two regularly prevents the other from committing accidental atrocities, general recklessness and getting arrested. you’d THINK.

[tiredgaychild]

Arthur is a fucking cat I swear to the gods. Jesus.

[cyber-phobia]

happy showman au hawks, bakugou, and izuku do bad karaoke and sing mamma mia

Hawks and Bakugou are fairly decent actually.

Izuku however sings a completely different song purposely off key

[tiredgaychild]

Hawks and bakugo: so let me be~

SM! Izuku: Reeses puffs Reeses Puffs

[shadowed-dancer]

Tiny Yoichi reading his little comic, reblog if you agree

[weaver-z]

Wait. Personality test. Reblog with whether you hate it when someone sings along to the music in the car or you think singing along is cool. Personally, I HATE it.

[tiredgaychild]

Depends on the vibe.

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

i have some questions yet i find myself too afraid to seek answers

[tiredgaychild]

Coward

[writing-prompt-s]

A mummy on display at the British Museum gets fed up with all the small children constantly yelling at it (“Mummy? Mummy!”) and finally decides to get up out of its sarcophagus, and find out what the hell all these little British kids could possibly want from a 3000 year-old Pharaoh.

[tiredgaychild]

The Mummy is now their mother and somehow adopts them