And let me kick you ☻
Tutorial: from paper to digital.

kaiami:

Hey ya’ll! I’m not much of a tutorial person, but this was a technique that I learned from Syuzuki, one of my favorite artists back in the day, when I was 13. I memorized the technique and it’s been one of the most useful things I can do on photoshop. This was something that really helped me, and I hope that it will be useful for even some of you.

In this tutorial, I will be going step by step how I take something from my sketchbook and color it on photoshop.

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akihitopls:

Dear Dad,
I turned 17 today. I know, I’m getting old. I wish you could have been there at the party. Uncle Roy showed up with Miss Hawkeye and they gave me earrings. He doesn’t look so sad when he comes over anymore. I know he misses you a lot, but it seems easier for him now. I can tell because he tells me a lot more about you than even Mom does.
 Mom’s baking is as good as ever; I don’t think anyone can beat her cakes. I keep telling her to open a bakery but she’s content enough doing her housekeeping jobs around Central. Of course, Mom is pretty good at everything she does. She smiles a lot more than she used to; she even goes out occasionally with friends. She still has a hard time talking about you sometimes; she must have loved you a lot.
Anyway, Dad, I talked to Uncle Roy at my party today about something serious. It always stuck in my head, those stories he used to tell me about you both working in the military. How your died trying to save people and I’ve been thinking lately that I couldn’t be more proud. I wish I knew you, but my father died a hero, and I think that’s pretty special. So I came to the conclusion that I want to save lives like you did, Dad. I’m going to enroll in Central Academy next week.
Mom was against it at first, but Uncle Roy offered to pay the expenses and I guess there was something about it that seemed to tell her how right it was, that I do this. I’m happy, even though I miss you. I hope that one day, I can be a hero like you.
Love forever,
Elicia

akihitopls:

Dear Dad,

I turned 17 today. I know, I’m getting old. I wish you could have been there at the party. Uncle Roy showed up with Miss Hawkeye and they gave me earrings. He doesn’t look so sad when he comes over anymore. I know he misses you a lot, but it seems easier for him now. I can tell because he tells me a lot more about you than even Mom does.

Mom’s baking is as good as ever; I don’t think anyone can beat her cakes. I keep telling her to open a bakery but she’s content enough doing her housekeeping jobs around Central. Of course, Mom is pretty good at everything she does. She smiles a lot more than she used to; she even goes out occasionally with friends. She still has a hard time talking about you sometimes; she must have loved you a lot.

Anyway, Dad, I talked to Uncle Roy at my party today about something serious. It always stuck in my head, those stories he used to tell me about you both working in the military. How your died trying to save people and I’ve been thinking lately that I couldn’t be more proud. I wish I knew you, but my father died a hero, and I think that’s pretty special. So I came to the conclusion that I want to save lives like you did, Dad. I’m going to enroll in Central Academy next week.

Mom was against it at first, but Uncle Roy offered to pay the expenses and I guess there was something about it that seemed to tell her how right it was, that I do this. I’m happy, even though I miss you. I hope that one day, I can be a hero like you.

Love forever,

Elicia

jpgay:

we’ve all had crushes we very strongly regret

architectureofdoom:

sprint95:

berlin hansaviertel (j)

St.-Ansgar-Kirche, Willy Kreuer, 1957. View this on the map

architectureofdoom:

sprint95:

berlin hansaviertel (j)

St.-Ansgar-Kirche, Willy Kreuer, 1957. View this on the map

meladoodle:

he’s got his mother’s eyes, and his father’s chin… when will this child stop collecting bodyparts

fruitcrocs:

when i get married I’m probably gonna ask for a chair at the alter

shahjahans:

"I try not to lose sight of the little things, like being able to wake up in your own house, make a cup of tea with your own kettle and just being able to lounge around on your sofa. It’s really important to speak to the people who helped get you where you are, your family and friends. The moment you lose sight of them, you’re lost."

clawhearted:

waiting at McConaughey’s house like

clawhearted:

waiting at McConaughey’s house like

askscientistcarlos:

tenchinkaijin:

askscientistcarlos:

Science Fact: You are very attractive. Maybe not to yourself, maybe not to your significant other, but somebody out there thinks that you are the hottest potato in town.

False

Fucking excuse you this is a science fact, not a true or false question on your 10th grade history midterm.

alexsteeles:

"your generation is too reliant on technology" my grandpa says. "no YOUR generation is too reliant on technology" i retort, pulling the plug on his life support to further prove my point.