reblog if you ARE gay, if you SUPPORT gays, or if you like to OPEN people’s WINDOWS in the middle of the NIGHT and put DOZENS of GEESE in their BEDROOMS
Hannibal once served me tongue and then made a joke about eating mine. It would be narrow to not at least consider it.
Making bismuth (by R. Tanaka)
WHAT THE FUCK. This makes me feel science things.
I was feeling a smidgen under the weather weekend. To remedy it, I doodled an array of Striders… And one Roxy. And the Roxy sort of accidentally turned into a full picture. Oops. I needed to draw her anyway, since I’m thinking of trying to make the dress in time for Birmingham Comicon.
waking up cold: alright I need more blankies
waking up hot: covers thrown everywhere. sweat behind the kneecaps. 3 dead. the pillow is the sun. critical condition.