On A Scale Of 1 To Oliver Wood How Much Do You Like Quidditch

Somewhere..under the sea.. somewhere that’s waiting for me…

Hello Mr.B!

Colourful aesthetic of despair

Bioshock + neons

Perfect copy of reality

Photographs.

(Some headcanons I have about Henry that I wanted to draw, so I figured photos would be a good way to do it.

Some entries I made for the We Happy Few postcard contest on DeviantArt. I just got notified that the last one with the psychedelic style won 2nd place! ^^

“You know how long it took me to save that money?” “Exactly! Which is why a little woman of your background would have had her hands full, trying to run a big business like that. No, you’re better off where you’re at.”

What Tiana has taught me, quite sadly (and probably what Disney didn’t really intend) was that hard work wasn’t good enough to overcome systemic racism. Tiana got a feel good ending, but I feel like her story has been told many times in real life without a happy ending. There are people who work extremely hard, but never being able to catch up due to the color of their skin.

So here is Tiana, muscles tense with labor, tired and contemplative, and struggling against the system that prevents her success.

This is probably the most symbolic of all the Disney paintings I’ve done so far - the verticality of the walls, the position of her shadow looming over the segregation signs, Tiana sitting right between the divide, and the nearly imperceptible lean of her body to the right.

Tiana is the ninth in my Disney Woman Series.

Prints are available at my shop!

So rare and beautiful pairing ❤

Afterwards when Stiles was asleep in sheets still damp with sweat, Scott carefully brushed the hair from the other man’s face and traced the swell of his lips with one finger. There was always something similar about Stiles no matter what shape he took. The way he held himself, the stupid sense of humor, the hard edges and darkness inside of him even when he could be gentle. It was the way his lips would quirk when he was thinking, the restlessness in his hands, and how he could make Scott feel human again more than anyone else could. 

Scott loved him already, or maybe loved him still. Always.

Fic by @nevertrustastilesthing and @runicscribbles​

Art by @kurocyou​

Artwork for the Sciles fic, Ab Aeterno! Pirate Sciles and their immortal love through history: 

[Read on AO3]

My dear dead pairing 😢

“i found one thing that I don’t hate” “I hate your tuxedo tho”

What if Tyler was a football player and he kissed this smol blu freshman in the stands and people started freaking out cause… who is he?

EheehehE YESSSall the whispers of “whose that nerd hes with??”and Ethan for 2 seconds is like oh wow he kissed me he really likes me oh my- but then immediately flops to fear like IM GONNA GET WRECKED TOMORROW IN CLASS- NOOOO. THERE ARE GIRLS AT THIS SCHOOL WHO ARE OBSESSED WITH HIM- THEYRE GONNA KILL ME.and him all squeaky and jittery like. thats it, im dead, theyre gonna kill me. Theyre gonna beat me up and im gonna die.So Tyler comes in the next day all bright and happy, ready to see Ethan and maybe properly ask him out on a more official date, but he sees how nervous Ethan is like “oh no did I fuck things up???” Aaaah i just want to draw them more in this au. its pretty much just a highschool au, but them being friends with Cool Patrol Mark and Jack both playing cupid is the cutest thing eVER.