“this Absolute Fucking Dumbass, Lets Pour In A Pinch Of Snark- Oops, That Was The Whole Cup-”

doodles

Hello again my lovelies, this is your gentle reminder to treat freelance artists with respect and kindness

This should all go without saying, but just incase I need to say it

If you commission an art piece from an artist, pay them with MONEY. They need money more than they need “exposure” if you agreed to pay them money in return for art, than pay them the damn money or don’t expect them to do anything for you

Remember that reblogging peoples art helps them a lot more than just liking it, it lets tons of other people see their work

If someone asks to not repost their art, then don’t, and if they do allow people to repost their art than BE SURE TO CREDIT THE ARTIST

Stealing other peoples art and trying to pass it off as your own is pathetic and rude, don’t do it

Constructive criticism is healthy for people to receive, but if your criticism on peoples art is based on bias, and or is just rude as shit than keep it to yourself

If your a fan of an artist and you have some friends who likes art it never hurts to tell your friends about a cool artist ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

(I’m not an artist and I am pretty stupid so feel free to correct me if I’m wrong on any of this, or feel the need to add to it)

Also as someone mentioned in the tags this also applies to writers!

Thank you @trashynishiki for reminding me

im starting a family guys

I LOVE HER 

Not my OTP, but a pair of characters I’ve been working on.

 I hear my name. Dione. I look up from my plate, and Rose is staring at me with concern.

“Sorry. I spaced out.”  She smiles softly at me, that painstakingly beautiful smile. 

Walking over to me, she kisses my forehead lightly. I stand up, moving towards the kitchen to help her prepare. Out of everything I didn’t know about her, the most shocking to me was that she was an amazing cook. No matter what she made, it always tasted amazing, and it always came out looking better than the picture in the cookbook. 

I didn’t know how she did it. Whenever I cooked, it would fail miserably. 

I bring the candles to our table, and have to admit that it looks amazing. 

She brings the food to the table, and we both sit down. 

After eating in silence for a few minutes, she murmurs, just loud enough for me to hear, “This really isn’t our style, is it? Romantic candlelit dinner?” 

I laugh softly. “Not really. Movie?” We both grin and pick up our plates, moving to the couch. She starts the movie, curled against me, the food already forgotten. 

Every now and then, one of us would place a featherlight kiss against the other’s face, or brush a strand of hair from our eyes. The second time I move to pull Rose’s hair back, I see that she’s fallen asleep in my arms. 

Carefully, as to not wake her up, I paused the TV, then switch it off.

I am slowly lulled to sleep by her soft breaths, both of us asleep, tangled in each other’s arms.

Imagine your OTP having a candlelit dinner and then falling asleep in each others arms

Raya✗Namaari + text post meme (gay subtext everywhere)

wait i forgot i can draw

concept: baz with the little bun 

if anyone has any artistic skill at all please draw this or show me a drawing of it

im on page 32 of the song of achilles (first time reading it) and if these two fuckers dont kiss soon-

concept: baz with the little bun 

if anyone has any artistic skill at all please draw this or show me a drawing of it