"I chose the impossible. I chose… Rapture. A city where the artist would not fear the censor. Where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality. Where the great would not be constrained by the small. And with the sweat of your brow, Rapture can become your city as well."
quailgetscreative:

See you later, space birdboy

quailgetscreative:

See you later, space birdboy

raspbeary:

tessa’s closet for umbrarising, mostly a reference as to stuff she might wear and her personal style

raspbeary:

tessa’s closet for umbrarising, mostly a reference as to stuff she might wear and her personal style

ekaitz:

( ㅎ▽ㅎ)♨_(눈_눈 )

ekaitz:

)♨_(눈_눈 )

kristerpelly:

can I have this room please

kristerpelly:

can I have this room please

ppitte:

I’m in ruins because of these two

kaymurph:

‘fisticuffs’ is a really, really great word

kaymurph:

‘fisticuffs’ is a really, really great word

striderswag:

when was the last time I drew my girl aradia :>

striderswag:

when was the last time I drew my girl aradia :>

yomimo:

i can’t draw the way i want to today

yomimo:

i can’t draw the way i want to today

the other day at work ‘all the small things’ came on the radio and my fourteen year old coworker didn’t know what song it was. i’ve never felt so old in all my life.