When you can’t finish any of your drawing, join to new challenge six characters instead!! Nobody gave me requests (because I didn’t asked for), and very intelligent and useful automatic picker picked me them. Yeah, I’m so dumb.
Somebody help me please. And I hate hair from now.
Do you do commissions for other fandoms?
Thanks for question! Actually I've never made any commissions before, but I would like to do. It depends on which fandom are you asking for. No big deal, really, I like many of them (although not so visibly unlike Good Omens) but I'm affraid if I don’t know characters at all, I would have a problem to capture them properly and you wouldn’t like it and that means a lot to me. Just ask and try me! I’m very curious which fandom you have in mind 😊
Guys, do you know what I didn’t this year? These lovely dtiys. I didn’t finish them because a) I am slug and b) if I haven’t finished one drawing til one week, I never return back to. One or two of them are from previous year, I think. Oh my, I’m such a mess.
Wish you Happy(er) New Year! /and more finished projects to me haha/
Art belongs to amazing @whiteleyfoster @ovfanart @ami-v-dragnire and birbteef
Uh, I just found out where to look at added tags on my reblogged works. Well, yes, I am so dumb people. I have no idea about this function, thanks for notify, wise man. (but who should have known that the mobile app has different options?) ... You are the nicest people in the world and I appreciate it a lot and I don’t know how to thank everybody who add these kind and sweet words, you lift my spirits (and there is a tag with my name, wtf?). I have something in my eye. ... Sorry, I am a little overwhelmed. Just ignore me.
by Kait Rokowski
Yesterday, I spent 60 dollars on groceries, took the bus home, carried both bags with two good arms back to my studio apartment and cooked myself dinner. You and I may have different definitions of a good day. This week, I paid my rent and my credit card bill, worked 60 hours between my two jobs, only saw the sun on my cigarette breaks and slept like a rock. Flossed in the morning, locked my door, and remembered to buy eggs. My mother is proud of me. It is not the kind of pride she brags about at the golf course. She doesn’t combat topics like, ”My daughter got into Yale” with, ”Oh yeah, my daughter remembered to buy eggs” But she is proud. See, she remembers what came before this. The weeks where I forgot how to use my muscles, how I would stay as silent as a thick fog for weeks. She thought each phone call from an unknown number was the notice of my suicide. These were the bad days. My life was a gift that I wanted to return. My head was a house of leaking faucets and burnt-out lightbulbs. Depression, is a good lover. So attentive; has this innate way of making everything about you. And it is easy to forget that your bedroom is not the world, That the dark shadows your pain casts is not mood-lighting. It is easier to stay in this abusive relationship than fix the problems it has created. Today, I slept in until 10, cleaned every dish I own, fought with the bank, took care of paperwork. You and I might have different definitions of adulthood. I don’t work for salary, I didn’t graduate from college, but I don’t speak for others anymore, and I don’t regret anything I can’t genuinely apologize for. And my mother is proud of me. I burned down a house of depression, I painted over murals of greyscale, and it was hard to rewrite my life into one I wanted to live But today, I want to live. I didn’t salivate over sharp knives, or envy the boy who tossed himself off the Brooklyn bridge. I just cleaned my bathroom, did the laundry, called my brother. Told him, “it was a good day.”
We all live for his hair.
I love this scene. I live for Crowleys hair. And aziraphales hat.
Speedpaint on insta: laloom0
I KNOW THE FIC AT FIRST SIGHT!
You had no idea but today I read this particular fanfiction and OHHH I feel it in my bones. Gosh, that pose and look in face. AHH
The stem of the wineglass Aziraphale’s hand snaps cleanly in two, but no one seems to hear it—every eye in the room is trained on the redheaded dancer sashaying to the gleaming silver pole, centre stage for all to see.
Oh, Aziraphale thinks faintly. Good lord.
This is a snippet from No Church in the Wild by @contraststudies ! Ever since I came across this story, the imagery captivated mevand I knew I had to illustrate it !!
Bianca, you’re the best and I want you to know how much I appreciate you ❤🧡💛
Full image on my AO3 (now in two colour versions)
paint me like one of your studio ghibli background sceneries
I’m here!
And many many very talented artists and writers!
Made an illustration for beautiful and touching story by @luinlothana Thank you ♥️
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Sne(a)k peek of @ami-v-dragnire DTIYS!
Not sure when I’ll finish it, no time, no life, but I really enjoyed drawing these two fools in love (because they are ^^) and I would draw them until the end of my days if I could.
Hello people!there are my works I don't write (even if I really really really want, I could break my both arms and nothing would come up), but I do art, mostly Good Omens fanart and studies.my sideblog with Good Omens content https://www.tumblr.com/siskeyblog
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