How Many Asks Has Tumblr Eaten How Many People Have Tried to Contact Me But I Never Responded and They Thought I Was Ignoring Them Because Tumblr’s Messaging System is Flawed: a novel by me
I love doing my thing while someone else is in the room doing their thing. Like if you come over and you want to sit by the window and read while I sit on the floor drawing something and listening to a cd that would be very nice.
varekk: Etienne succumbs to the plague of undeath, when the cultists targeted the small group of Priests in Lordaeron first.
Etienne succumbs to the plague of undeath, when the cultists targeted the small group of Priests in Lordaeron first.
inkydemon: Commission of Kaelian who belongs to thesuspiciouslytwoarmed! Thank you for letting me draw your gorgeous character :)
Commission of Kaelian who belongs to thesuspiciouslytwoarmed! Thank you for letting me draw your gorgeous character 🙂
destr: Another giveaway from me lads! Classic stuff, except only 2 winners cuz last time i had like 4 and i died. 2 Winners: – First gets a painting of 1 character or landscape – Second gets a sketch of the same stuff. Rules: – Reblogs only – Must be following me – Likes
Another giveaway from me lads!
Classic stuff, except only 2 winners cuz last time i had like 4 and i died.
2 Winners:
– First gets a painting of 1 character or landscape
– Second gets a sketch of the same stuff.
Rules:
– Reblogs only
– Must be following me
– Likes don’t count
– No giveaway blogs etc
– (optional) check out my comic here
Other stuff:
if you win don’t make me draw ponies pls
Eventually they’ll need to reinvent Superman’s alter-ego because nobody reads newspapers anymore
clark kent the buzzfeed editor.
10 People Who are Definitely Not Superman
*sweats nervously*
ectoimp: #’bro what if they find out’#’shh bro stop talking about it’#’bro’
☂ picking them up
“Excuse me, why?” Van looked down from the height Tevruden had lifted him, annoyance clear on his face, “I was working on something.”
“You haven’t left this room in days.”
“I was working on a breakthrough!”
Tevruden looked at the papers on Van’s desk, seeing little scribbles and messily drawn chalk lines, “What is it?”
“A replacement limb for when I’m not in this form. Can you put me down now?”
“No.”
