Watching star trek next gen and every time Wesley is on screen I just go awwww he's so cute look at him go 🥰🥰 and long story short I'm just glad there was never a poll about killing him off
There's something very beautiful about sketches I draw on my phone in 1 minute while I'm busy
hands I've drawn that made me say yeah
Can't sleep have to say one last thing
This episode literally had a "sometimes closure is just letting something go" moment and I'm reeling about it I can't lie,,,, she didn't get "closure" with gummigoo when she saw him. She had to leave it at goodbye. You never get to see that rly, idk it was just nice. Some people just leave. It's not your right to force them to explain or bring things up that will open up a can of worms. Get closure by moving on without asking them for answers or to listen to you talk. Nobody is owing you their time or trauma, even when all you want to say is "sorry." Find it within yourself to close the door behind a person.
Quiet Night
No mask // Less overlay + removal of the black eye.
Me whenever I draw something: haha! Can't wait to finish this piece!
Me whenever I get to the colouring stage: I'm going to start something else now.
He went to get his picture taken or to be life drawn or something I don't know I'm just gay
Cheering my sister on while she plays through the KH series (always wanted to as a kid but we were poor) and oh revisiting DDD makes my HEART GO CRYING MODE I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOUR
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I just opened up some commissions!
I wanted to make it absolutely clear what the differences were between each option, so I drew one image in the different colourways haha!
Also the prices are fairly low because we live in an economic crisis, and yeah I need money, but man. So do you. Money and art. We can make this work.
A delivery person comes to Tim's house one day with an age restricted object (like alcohol or something). On this day, Damian also happens to be visiting.
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(Tim opens the door)
Delivery Person: Oh, hey kiddo, is one of your parents in?
Tim: Haha, no (he reaches for the package) do I need to sign for it?
Delivery Person: Oh- woah! (they hold the package away from him) Sorry, no can do, this needs to be collected by an adult. Are your parents in, or should I come back tomorrow?
(A cold gust of wind blows as Tim tries not to be mad about the all-too-common situation)
Tim, sighing: Right. I get it. Hold on.
(Tim goes to the kitchen to get his ID from his bag, but in his irritation, seems to be having trouble finding it in there)
Delivery person (out of sight): Oh! Hey, sorry for the trouble. And you're that kid's... parent?
Damian: Tim? No, I'm his brother.
Tim: 🤨???????
Delivery Person: Oh, cool, that's fine too, could you sign for this?
Damian: Sure?
Delivery Person: Awesome, thank you. Hope you and your little brother have a nice day!
(The delivery person leaves)
Tim (stepping back into the entryway, only to see Damian holding his package, looking extremely confused): ... did you just accept my package?
Damian: Uh? Yes?
Tim: And he didn't ID you..
Damian: I'm not sure what just happened - I was just coming to see why you were taking so long at the door.
Tim, (snatching it out of his hands, his pride wounded): You don't even live here, don't sign for my packages.
Damian (who is just here to innocently hang out with his big brother): ???? 😶??
Tim, grumbling under his breath as he takes the package into the lounge: And who's he calling your younger brother? I'm 24. I'm literally 24. You're barely 20! I don't look that young, screw that guy. I can't believe this. The nerve..