I Don't Know What I Miss More, Having Free Time To Draw Or These Fellas

Came up with a new art idea so now I must sit and stare at the wall for 4 days before even TRYING to start creating anything

stupid😔

my ocs: i feel like im cursed

me: yeah man probably bc i cursed you

Banner: Carried

Day: Seized

New York: Kinged

Brooklyn: Here

Poor guys head: Spinning

Fe: Santaed

Smile, kid, smile. The thing that makes us humans

is the witcher fandom even on here? or existing beyond polish dads? idk but worth a try

I think of this all the time

Especially when Gansey gets all in his head with the fact everyone else feels like they’re so far past him, and how he always feels he is somehow going to be left behind. Imagine having that insecurity not only become a reality but something so indisputable as DEATH.

even with Noah who is dead, Gansey never once lashes out to him/at him with that experience. Or tries to relate to him in way he would feel would minimize Noah’s own afterlife.

He never begs for things to be different, or as op says lashes out, he is so startling calm that even when he does die, it’s almost peaceful.

can we talk about gansey knowing he’s going to die???? bc there are so many angles on it. he never guilts ronan or any of his friends about it, there is no ‘for when i’m not around to sort out your messes speech’. he doesn’t assign any responsibility to anyone. there is no talk about taking care of ronan. none of his friends are tasked with sorting through his things. it could be argued that some of this is because of his security in his friends and their growth as people allowing them to care for one another but he doesn’t talk about it at all. he doesn’t even tell ronan. i don’t remember if he knows adam knows but i don’t think he does. for the entire series he’s accommodating the emotions and struggles and outbursts of everyone around him and when it comes to his death, he simply continues. he doesn’t trouble his friends who have their own problems or who may be upset by his oncoming death and just continues as he was. 

Happy one year to the trading cards I got to make for the Wilder Institute/Calgary Zoo's penguin walk.

adam parrish looks different every time you see him. that’s partially demonstrated in the first chapters of cdth, but sometimes his hair is red. sometimes it’s a spunky strawberry blond, or a golden brown, or hay colored yellow. the skin under his eyes is so thin that it gets all purple and veiny, especially when he’s tired but that’s kind of always. sometimes his skin is a sickly sort of grayish yellow but others it’s a dusty tan, a product of working on his cars in the virginia sun. his clothes always seem to fit him differently, it’s the way they hang or perhaps the way he holds himself. every once in a while he has these scary, angry, blue eyes, an inherited gift from his father — but more often theyre the same muddy grey as the sky he looked up at, clouds rolling in overhead, from when he was young. he is stringy and small and six feet tall at the same time. unlike gansey, this has never been “all there is.” and it never will be.

Kevin Day is like “Please don’t kill yourself we have Exy to play.” And it’s worked like 2 times for some reason