Lots of Homestucks and a Sailor Moon. lol. The Godtier Nepeta and Redglare we randomly met at our hotel and they were really cool! Also, and this will go for all my pics, if you see yourself or anyone you recognize, please let me know so I can give credit for the awesomeness that is the person I took a picture of.
That Jake is totally: http://ask-irlgolgothasterror.tumblr.com/
I’m pretty sure the Dirk is: http://ask-irltimaeustestified.tumblr.com/
and almost positive the Jane is: http://courtbo.tumblr.com/
They are all REALLY GOOD.
He scooted himself closer to me on the park bench, and I could feel the warmth of his pinky finger as his hand got closer to mine.
He leaned his lips in close to my ear, the moisture of his breath falling onto my neck.
“What’s sexy about Tron, my dear…
Is that it is now Homestuck”.
And in that moment, I swear, we were Tronstuck.
Image Source: http://vikiel.tumblr.com/
1. Go pull up the Speech-to-Text program that’s most handy at the moment (I’m using the one on my phone).
2. Say the name of Homestuck characters.
3. Post the results.
4. lol
Karkat Vantas —-> Car Cavenders
Vriska Serket —-> Brisko Circut
I’ll leave the rest for you, tumblr.
GT: she doesn’t talk much yet, haha!
GT: oh. uh, and watch out for spit bubbles.
GT: she’s kind of a bodily secretion ninja.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
I’ve kind of noticed that there are so many negative vibes hovering over everyone right now, both in real life and on the internet. Finals/End of Year Funk/Various Troubles seem to be getting everyone down collectively. It’s getting me really antsy so I’m determined to commit heinous acts of positive to see if I can’t chip away at the gloom clouds somehow.
I wanted to show my appreciation for Brainbent because it has helped me out a lot through my ADHD-I diagnosis process, made me realize that I’ve been having anxiety attacks my whole life without knowing what they were, pushed me to get help, and so much more. In short, it is substantial.
So this drawing is really rough, but it was inspired on impulse and I should be studying/writing homework instead. I wouldn’t look too far into the composition, it’s just supposed to be a bunch of happy vibes. Kinda like: John brings everyone into his world to chill for a while, I guess? The point is that I hope it makes people happy. I wanna draw nicer pics for Brainbent eventually. :I I feel bad for the poor residents and staff who I couldn’t fit in properly.
Much Love Luca! As you have heard many times already, thank you for creating such an amazing AU. :)
oh my god oh my god i really needed something to make me feel awesome and you hit me with this right before bed. my day? completely and totally made.
they’re so peaceful and happy and aaaa the flowers and dave’s hands in his pockets and john just looks so serene.
ah man. thank you.
This is perfect, :3
sooo im going to be cosplaying karkat at ohayocon so i decided to draw this to celebrate and oh look i c hanged my style again wow what a surprise thats totally unheard of goddamn it windy way to throw us a curveball
in other news i am starting to feel comfortable drawing homestuck again!!!
please do me a favor and high res it goddamnit tumblr always making my drawings look shitty from afar
I jUsT uP aNd AlL fElT iT iN mY sOuL, yOu KnOw?
I jUsT uP aNd AlL fElT iT iN mY sOuL, yOu KnOw?
Karkat’s eyes fluttered open as sunlight poured in through the living room window, burning his retinas and successfully extrapolating the pain of his headache threefold. He rolled onto his side, trying to shield himself from the illuminating barrage, and then pulled himself up onto his feet. For a moment he tried to remember why he passed out on in the living room, but the clinking he heard as he balanced himself against the coffee table answered that question. Three empty cans of Pabst. The first thing Karkat learned at college was this- he was a terrible lightweight. His groggy voice moaned as he forced his legs to move towards the bathroom. That was the second thing he learned- drinking makes pee. A lot of it.
When he finished relieving himself he dragged his legs over to the shower and turned on the hot water. Then made it a little hotter. A little more. As he continued to adjust and find the right temperature his thoughts strayed from his headache to what Terezi had said about his preferred shower temperature. They were like a fucking volcano. He recalled her words exactly as, “I don’t know how you make it out of there with your skin still attached, mine was fucking boiling off.” He let out a small smile.
(THAT’S ALL I GOT RIGHT NOW IS IT AWFUL.)
