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inbalanced:

that random moment when you suddenly remember someone who is no longer in your life and it feels like a knife through the chest

the world has changed, and none of us can go back.

itsjustrad:

roy-ality:

roy-ality:

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roy-ality

So I got to draw Roy Halim last night and wrapped it up today. I sort of fucked up the eye… Hard. So I cut it out and wrote gnarly, gave it some ooze and boom! As fixed as it’s gonna get… Sorry Roy. Anyways, thanks again to Roy and thanks for checkin this out if you do! :)

THIS IS THE SICKEST DRAWING OF ME EVER

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That’s fuckin sweet! Thank you so much! :’)

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I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior.  I had a real sword with me, too.  I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion.  Some woman walks by, with her little girl.  The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight.  But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, “That’s for boys.”  You don’t want to be a BOY, do you?”    And the girl looked around and saw me.  I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood.  So she comes up to me and asks me, “Do you think girls can be fighters, too?”  And her mom looks like she’s silently gloating.  Like she thinks I’m going to say no.  So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her.  And I’m like, “Milady, anyone can be a fighter.”  I swear, the look on that mother’s face made my day.

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Are… are you Brienne of Tarth?

tittily:

my little cousin got bit by a house spider and she was crying so i went to get some stuff to soothe and numb it but before i could even walk out the door i heard her quietly whisper ‘i can’t handle the responsibility of being spiderman’

searlait:

Have I mentioned how fucking much I love this woman?

I love this woman so fucking much.

(It is bedtime.)

thecarvingwitch:

It’s about 20 degrees cooler in this shade

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