The wisteria around my house is in bloom again and my cat loves nothing more than basking in the shade under them.
He’s gonna be a mighty king and he’s working on that roar.
This is literally the cutest thing I have ever seen and I’m honestly angered by how absolutely adorable it is.
No reflection on the franchise’s four decades would be complete without a tribute to Carrie Fisher, who died in December 2016. This final cover features only her character, Leia—the general, princess, and rebel who has been a figure central to the Star Wars universe from the very outset.
Just wanted to do some simple portraits of the companions from Dragon Age: Inquisition. I want to do the advisers sometime in the future as well!
Leading up to the 40th anniversary of the @starwars franchise, Vanity Fair introduces the next chapter in its saga with four covers devoted to The Last Jedi.
Photographs by Annie Leibovitz.
One of my unfinished sketches from my Cullen character development that went haywire.
Possibly the scene where Cullen asks the inquisitor if they could find a way to escape the archdemon when Haven gets taken over.
He’s supposed to be on horseback but idk how horseback works i should figure that out
just wanted to draw my girls hanging out 💕
Look for the helpers.
Share the shit out of this. Share the ever-loving shit out of this. The UK is facing a vote with a party that has been very vocal about fucking over the homeless. Remind them why this policy is trash. Raise a huge swell of sympathy. Make it political suicide to go ahead with their plans.
Carrie Fisher, Billie Lourd and Mark Hamill photographed for Vanity Fair
lil tail curl… sunbeam… happy closed eyes… symmetrical face markings… excellent whiskers… yes, this is a High Quality Cat
“ Women do not frighten like little boys. “
SO TODAY I was walking to college down a main road, it was really windy (as you might imagine with all the cars) and I was preocupied with keeping a grip on my beanie when I saw these two women walking a little way ahead of me on the other side of the road. One of these ladies was a bit taller than the other and they were holding hands (aww), the taller kinda butch lady had a flannel shirt on (double aww) and her partner/friend was wearing a cute cream and beige hijab. Now I swear to God this is relevant, wait for it.
A massive gust of wind suddenly comes tearing along the main road. I nearly lose my backpack, to give an idea of how bad it was. I look up and see the wind rip off this poor girls hijab and send it spiriling away down the street. (She had an undercap on so no major crisis but still, right.)
Before. You. Can. Blink. Our taller flannel-wearing girlfriend of the year TEARS off her flannel like lesbian Clark f***** Kent, throws her shirt over her partners head, and BAM she sprints off LIKE A SHOT after the hijab.
like 10/10, damn son, holy cheesits burrito, that is the very definition of chivalry and romance right there.
The wisteria around my house is in bloom again and my cat loves nothing more than basking in the shade under them.
this hole was made for her
Zevran Arainai - Basic Color
(Forgot to post this lol)