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old sketch of pilot in her natural habitat <3

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my horrible animals

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they call my dick excalibur. because it sat in a lake for a long time . no other reasons

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animation assignment for class! wish I had more time to clean it up but had a lot of fun anyway 

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* throws random stuff/doodles collection from the anomaly art club oc's at you* i dont really have a theme here

oop! the TIGER who eats memories

he would totally do it with the stashe.,

i love the fact that when they start working together they have the "this guy who is so werid and is such a mess for no reason/girl who is looking for a tiger that everybody says it doesnt exist is so insane. thank god im the only normal one here" mindset towards eachother

they never talked about it again

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hes off his flirting game today

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caught her in perfect deviantart oc ref sheet pose

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reblog to give the person you reblogged it from a little heart lollipop

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Some weird bird noises that I hope will brighten your day.

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The most important writing lesson I ever learned was not in a screenwriting class, but a fiction class.

This was senior year of college.  Most of us had already been accepted into grad school of some sort. We felt powerful, we felt talented, and most of all, we felt artistic.

It was the advanced fiction workshop, and we did an entire round of workshops with everyone’s best stories, their most advanced work, their most polished pieces. It was very technical and, most of all, very artistic.

IE: They were boring pieces of pretentious crap.

Now the teacher was either a genius OR was tired of our shit, and decided to give us a challenge.  Flash fiction, he said. Write something as quickly as possible.  Make it stupid.  Make it not mean a thing, just be a quick little blast of words. 

And, of course, we all got stupid.  Little one and two pages of prose without the barriers that it must be good. Little flashes of characters, little bits of scenarios.

And they were electric.  All of them. So interesting, so vivid, not held back by the need to write important things or artistic things. 

One sticks in my mind even today.  The guys original piece was a thinky, thoughtful piece relating the breaking up of threesomes to volcanoes and uncontrolled eruptions that was just annoying to read. But his flash fiction was this three page bit about a homeless man who stole a truck full of coca cola and had to bribe people to drink the soda so he could return the cans to recycling so he could afford one night with the prostitute he loved.

It was funny, it was heartfelt, and it was so, so, so well written.

And just that one little bit of advice, the write something short and stupid, changed a ton of people’s writing styles for the better.

It was amazing. So go.  Go write something small.  Go write something that’s not artistic.  Go write something stupid. Go have fun.

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Aaron Wheelz

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Rabbits fighting mid-air in Kyushu, Japan, 2024 - by Mora Nakamura, Japanese

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Another reason Jon Sims wouldn't survive Malevolent is bc Arthur falls down too many damn holes and Brittlebones McTwink would shatter like glass upon the first Hole incident