#piercing gaze

[cantevenbeachhere]

💛 Do you have any piercings?

Just my piercing gaze, Anon.

Emoji Ask Game

[andiegyanko]

That is totally grape juice from Kaeya.

Part of my series of Genshin Impact semi-realistic stuff haha.

Reblogs appreciated! Just a new art account trying to grow on tumblr.

[principiumindividuationis777]

[theflawless-art-gallery]

Pokeverse Halloween 2023 Ember Guild (7/12)

Kanna as Andriod 18 from DragonBall Z

[blemory]

Oh indeed

Oh~

Шикардосный арт

Я тут в уголку поподыхаю немного, лады?

[blessmeultima00]

In the waning light that danced through paneled windows, the woman sat, an embodiment of a muse that artists long to capture but merely graze with their paltry instruments. Her hair, caught in the sun's final adoration, rippled like molten gold over the contours of her shoulders, soft waves that whispered of the sea's caress upon a sandy shore. Her gaze, piercing and unwavering, held secrets of a thousand unspoken novels, tales waiting to be plucked from the air like ripe fruit from a laden bough. Her visage, a delicate interplay of light and shadow, spoke of an inner turmoil, a yearning poised on the edge of revelation. She was draped in a gown that clung to her form like morning dew on a blushing rose, its fabric adorned with floral patterns that seemed to bloom with her every breath. She was an enigma, a chiaroscuro of human emotion, rendered in flesh and blood, yet also something ethereal, that might vanish with the setting sun.

[nuclearboi256]

No thoughts for now.

[teawiththespleen]

when u turn an isopod over

My outfit during the winter months, if anyone cares

[mcpuffin-fax]

I’m going to test the waters.

What does one think of when you see this image?

[tenth-sentence]

With it he pierced the liquid waves that looked so opaque to us as if he read to the very depths of the sea.

"20,000 Leagues Under the Sea" - Jules Verne

[shiftythrifting]

An inexplicable mural of Will Ferrell's character Ron Burgundy from the film Anchorman gazing out upon a shoe section

Charleston SC

[ninphadorasworld]

👁️👁️👁️

[shisasan]

red. 🥀

[hballegro]

"A lot of very touching songs came outta that war..."

s2e5 "Dr. Pierce and Mr. Hyde"

previous piece

next piece

another piece for the pile. this one took ~25 hours, ish? i regretted it as soon as i picked it lol. still CSP, still gouache brush [my beloved] and various blenders. when i got to the rain poncho i had to bribe myself with sweets to do all the texturing, it was hell on earth and that alone took 6ish hours. i am most proud of the right [his left] eye lol i think i nailed that sucker

if anyone has recommendations for the next one, speak now; i am very bored over summer break waiting for college to begin and this damn show is swallowing up my life, so might as well lol

and like last time, heres some WIP snapshots [with numbers this time] to show what order they came in

put off that ear for 12 years and then nailed it first try, c'est la vie

[remyfire]

Please give Henry a vacation

[blessmeultima00]

In the waning light, her visage bore the serious softness of an unfurling bloom caught in the amber hues of a setting sun. Her eyes, reflective as the tranquil surface of a secluded pond, held within them the quiet strength of still waters and the profound depth of a hidden world beneath. Wisps of her chestnut hair, escaped from the confines meant to tame them, framed her face with an untamed grace, whispering of a spirit not so easily subdued.

The dying day's light seemed to conspire with her, daubing her features in warmth and casting a gilded touch upon her shoulders. Her gaze, piercing yet not unkind, met the world as though she harbored secrets of the dusk—stories that the daylight hours could scarce fathom. And yet, there was a softness about her, a gentle defiance in her stance that spoke of resilience, of a soul that danced to the rhythm of her own making.

Her attire, simplistic and unembellished, spoke to a utilitarian beauty that required no adornment to enhance it; she was a testament to the raw elegance that flourished in form and function intertwined.

She stood, an enigmatic portrait of modern femininity, uncompromising in her subtlety, and serene amid the whispers of twilight that gathered around her like a shawl.