at the character design class at calarts

mint-bees:

teacher: triangle shapes in your character designs are often used for evil and cunning characters. the more this shape is the more evil the character usually becomes

Alex Hirsch, about to make bill cipher: interesting

filibusterfrog:
“eq with a ponytail
”
@littleladylulub

filibusterfrog:

eq with a ponytail

@littleladylulub

It takes a certain je ne sais quoi that only a heart player can achieve to be your own kismesis

It takes a certain je ne sais quoi that only a heart player can achieve to be your own kismesis

jitterbugjive:
“ chuckdrawsthings:
“ take the compliment!!!
check out my book kickstarter!
”
how my brain has been handling self care and re-adjusting my thought process lately
”

jitterbugjive:

chuckdrawsthings:

take the compliment!!!

check out my book kickstarter! 

how my brain has been handling self care and re-adjusting my thought process lately

banishedquasiroyal:

seelcudoom:

banishedquasiroyal:

silver-tongues-blog:

banishedquasiroyal:

getting that anon reminded me that some people in fact just have homestuck sideblogs and i’m essentially a chad bc i have homestuck…on main. god. im the chad. its me. im so fu

Chad is a valid human name

Your name is CHAD BROSEPH and you love respecting women, working out, and wearing BRIGHTLY COLORED SPANDEX SHORTS.

THE INVOLONTARY CELIBATE is a valid ancestor name

let’s be real chad broseph’s guardian/mythological double is clearly the DUDEFUCK. or the ‘SUPDAWG. wearing nothing but adidas slides a hawaiian button down and a skin tight summer style kigurumi, they glide into the club, compliment everyone genuinely, and then leave bc they’re just happy to party

hoppity-hop-scotch:

kramergate:

AT MY AUTOPSY:

mortician: *makes the first incision*

me: *confetti comes flying out of my chest cavity with a little trumpet noise*

@possessed-opossum

jacodemon:
“ humoristics:
“What the- credit
”
i fucking hate how real this is
”

jacodemon:

humoristics:

What the-

credit

i fucking hate how real this is

I found my oldest sketchbook yet. Behold the dumbass that was 11 year old me

tyrannosaurus-rex:

the-itchy-bitchy-spider:

rollinbylimpbizkit:

hamtastrophe:

it’s sometimes hard to believe rasputin was real. like there’s no non-fucked up part of rasputin’s existence

did he do something problematic i thought he was just russia’s greatest love machine

basic (true) story: fanatical russian monk who has almost never shaved or washed and smells like goats shows up at the russian capital with a creepy look on his beardy face and everyone just assumes he’s a prophet or a saint because he’s got a cult following that believes he can cure illnesses. his stans are sexually obsessed with him and he gets just a fuckton of russian pussy wherever he goes cause apparently he can cure his true believers of illness with god-given dick magic. russia’s queen has him come stay at the palace and sets him up in luxury because she thinks he can cure her son’s haemophilia with the power of russian goat jesus, and they (allegedly) become lovers, probably, ‘cause she craves that unwashed goat-scented dick like the rest of his cult which she now  (allegedly) belongs to. 

then the worst assassins in the history of assassinations try to assassinate him, because all of russia is slutshaming the queen he has too much power over the royal family and it’s helping revolutionaries turn people against the royals. so these idiots have him round for tea and cakes which are poisoned with cyanide, but he is magically unaffected by poison they get the dose wrong and he doesn’t die, and then he drinks three glasses of wine, which are also poisoned, and he doesn’t die, so they tell him to look at a crucifix and shoot him in the chest with a revolver when he isn’t looking, and he doesn’t die, but they think he’s dead so one of them dresses in his clothes and gets driven to his apartment to make it look like he’s gone home to hide the crime, and when they come back he gets up and attacks them, so they stab him in the side with a knife, and he doesn’t die, and then he frees himself and runs outside, so they shoot him a few times more, including in the forehead, and they wrap his body up and chuck him in the icy river, and he doesn’t go into the water, so his body is found on the ice the next day. and get this…. he died…. of hypothermia.

additionally, everyone who wasnt in the party of getting rid of rasputin was pretty bummed out when they found him and his miracle dick dead the next day and there was a pretty bangin funeral of which the royal family themselves attended. however after the tsar was overthrown a few month later they exhumed his body and burned it because the new leadership was very adamant about making sure there were no ties left to honor the old monarchy. however this dudes body had never been properly prepped for a cremation which meant that under the extreme heat his tendons and ligaments began to retract and shrink causing his dead body to move and twitch around as if still animate. according to some testimony his body actually sat up straight on the pyre, and at least one spectator fired a gun at the body and another may have allegedly died of shock.