#there is no more patience

[madcat-world]

Why do you "source" art on posts by the original artist?? It drives me up the wall every time I see a post with your totally unnecessary addition

Presumably you are capable of finding the 'Block' or 'Unfollow' button and to no longer be slammed into the walls over making sure artists are credited? But if this is technically beyond your capabilities please ask a trusted adult to help you (seriously not joking: Why are You Still Here??).

More seriously, because there are people who still genuinely believe this blog is the artist's blog which it isn't, and has repeatedly said so.

There is already a statement with several different reasons why this blog has started doing this.

Additionally: if an artist dislikes having the "from: Source" added on, their wishes for how their own art is shared will of course be respected. So far that hasn't happened. However, there have been Several whiners who think this blog is maintained purely for self-focused Karens to complain to.

To whichever teenager drank the Christian-purity koolaid, and described crediting artists as "pretty weird" please go outside and meet new people. Encounter strangers outside your cult/compound/church and realize that everyone is a little different. Touch grass and smell the flowers. Find out that there are things a lot weirder than crediting an artist???

And if any other random stranger thinks their opinion is somehow important here, just block and move on with your life.

[mroddmod]

finally introducing my Cadet Batch AU, in which the batch are all raised together :)

[worme4ter]

yo dudes so i'm currently making a tma book for my friend!

it's basically the tma wiki but in book form :)

(highly inspired by what pricklypearviking on reddit did just much less cool)

current status: i run out of printer toner and im in pain so decided to share this to pass the time

[monstermonger]

I recently bought an art book on Caspar David Friedrich, whose emotional work stuck with me since I first saw it in a museum years ago. Over the course of a few weeks, I read about his life and at the same time did studies/interpretations of many pieces. It was a really enjoyable and fulfilling project; here's a good lot of them together :)

I was happy to see many people enjoyed Friedrich's work+my interpretations while posting them individually. It took way too long, but I FINALLY set up a print shop for some of these + some other pieces for those who expressed interest. Thank you so much!

[wtfforged]

i wonder... how the others are doing... i hope no ones been killed. i wish i knew what happened.

[echofades]

HACKS | 3.04: Join the Club

[evamostly]

patience in action

[gas1le]

I have nothing more to say.

(Мне больше нечего сказать.)

[beans-beneath-moonlight]

Why'd they have to drop him fifteen times 😭

[caffichai]

Kroos, first piece for the Food Drive!

She won't sleep on the job! She's not sleeping, she's just relaxing

[shepscapades]

[Pt 1] [Pt 2] [Pt 3] [Pt 4] [Pt 5] [Pt 6] [PART 7] [Don’t Let it Reach the Heart]

Nobody Anymore Nobody Anymore

[This comic is part of my dbhc au, following the chaos and panic that ensues after Doc and Xisuma try to get Etho back online at the start of s9 after a very rough s8 finale that leaves him a little. broken. It's set to the vibes of Joywave's Destruction. This part concludes this comic, but this moment doesn't end here: Don't Let it Reach the Heart will be the title of the fic that will follow the end of Destruction!]

[monkiinart]

quick messy cole paint

[bluegiragi]

bag of tricks

early access + nsfw on patreon

[notherpuppet]

hey pooks wheres pt7 its been a week 😢😢

I am a just one woman with a job and limited free time 🥰 I promise I’m more eager to share it than anyone else 😘😘😘

This is the schedule of release of the next parts for those wondering:

[mari-lair]

getting to know you

[markscherz]

There is a happiness no-one else knows: the feeling of mud between fully webbed toes; the caress of a breeze on your moist shiny skin; the warmth of the sunlight that slowly soaks in; the gentlest hum of a thought far away, as you sit and you soak and let time tick away.