Please pick only one post type!

yellowfur:

I thought of making me some new pokesona out of the old autumn shaymin I made last year and doing a chubby zynit form in yellow /redish so it fits my name.

bonus it can fly haha

how to get an art style

gingerhaze:

You draw a lot. One day, you draw a bit that is sort of different from how you were drawing it before, almost by accident. You look at it and think “oh, I like how that looks.” Then the next time you draw something you try to do that again, only more so. Then again and again until you are doing it all the time, because you like it that way. Sometimes this happens without you really even noticing.

Repeat forever.

carrotcakebanditdoodles:

beware of hungry titan gf

doodle commish for sarah

onthegreatsea:

i made faith

gengarite:

redrew their magical first meeting! also first time I’ve redrawn a scene ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

eunnieboo:

i woke up today like I’M GONNA DRAW SO MUCH ANIME and then i drew homestuck. :y

raspbeary:

what a heartbreaker

xxspaceflowerxx:

this is all i ever needed

zandhand:

do we really need that last egg spyro

sixpenceee:

WHITE WITH RED

White with Red was an extremely popular short creepy story that has been turned into a short film. 

This is the story:

A man went to a hotel and walked up to the front desk to check in. The woman at the desk gave him his key and told him that on the way to his room, there was a door with no number that was locked and no one was allowed in there. Especially no one should look inside the room, under any circumstances. So he followed the instructions of the woman at the front desk, going straight to his room, and going to bed.

The next night his curiosity would not leave him alone about the room with no number on the door. He walked down the hall to the door and tried the handle. Sure enough it was locked. He bent down and looked through the wide keyhole. Cold air passed through it, chilling his eye. What he saw was a hotel bedroom, like his, and in the corner was a woman whose skin was completely white. She was leaning her head against the wall, facing away from the door. He stared in confusion for a while. He almost knocked on the door, out of curiosity, but decided not to.

This disinclination saved his life. He crept away from the door and walked back to his room. The next day, he returned to the door and looked through the wide keyhole. This time, all he saw was redness. He couldn’t make anything out besides a distinct red color, unmoving. Perhaps the inhabitants of the room knew he was spying the night before, and had blocked the keyhole with something red.

At this point he decided to consult the woman at the front desk for more information. She sighed and said, “Did you look through the keyhole?” The man told her that he had and she said, “Well, I might as well tell you the story. A long time ago, a man murdered his wife in that room, and her ghost haunts it. But these people were not ordinary. They were white all over, except for their eyes, which were red.”

SHORT FILM

honeyed-rose:

videntefernandez:

I got some requests for different interns so I decided to draw them all.

And this time I did extensive research on their names to make sure I got their ethnicities right. Did you know Stacy was a Greek name? Fascinating.

AAAHH