I’ll be posting some original art every now and then—and here’s the first piece to return to my collection. Meet Hood and Muffle, they particularly don’t care for the zombies that are currently attempting to capture and deliver them. (Will be posted over at http://circus-of-fate.deviantart.com/ soon)Please tell me if I need to tag anything else—I’m new to tagging tws.

I’ll be posting some original art every now and then—and here’s the first piece to return to my collection. 
Meet Hood and Muffle, they particularly don’t care for the zombies that are currently attempting to capture and deliver them. 
(Will be posted over at http://circus-of-fate.deviantart.com/ soon)

Please tell me if I need to tag anything else—I’m new to tagging tws.

I swear, more pictures are coming.
I didn’t expect college to be so jam-packed with work (plus moving houses).

To the few that sent me personal messages for things, I didn’t forget. They’ll be uploaded soon!

Due to tumblr acting like a jerk, I couldn’t actually REPLY with the gifs, so I had to do this instead.

But to answer this—I’m not popular. At all. I’m actually a bug compared to the rest of this fandom, and I don’t really think that’ll change anytime soon.

"

O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:

But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;

Here captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;

Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

"
- by

Walt Whitman, “O captain! My captain!” (via clothobuerocracy)

rest in peace, robin…

(via rufiozuko)

(via markingatlightspeed)

Crap, I’m starting college today—and my schedule is basically: “And so if you turn to your left, you will see the natural sleep-lover forced to wake at 5 AM (due to bus schedules), from which they will have to stay awake until they are allowed home at promptly 7… PM.”

It’s gonna be fun but damn am I gonna be scared as all heck and tired as frick.

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I had to draw my favorite ANNOYANCE. (I swear to god, fighting Scoots is so annoying, they just jump around all over the place and I can’t hit them ever.)

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I had to draw my favorite ANNOYANCE. (I swear to god, fighting Scoots is so annoying, they just jump around all over the place and I can’t hit them ever.)

Anonymous asked:

Art is soo pretty I'm gonna cry

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I am ashamed to say that I don’t usually draw Demo, but I couldn’t resist doing him next with that glorious booty taunt.
(I want to take glowstick requests now fanmkefweg, if you want a silly gif of your load-out dancing, send me an ask plz. These are so fun)

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I am ashamed to say that I don’t usually draw Demo, but I couldn’t resist doing him next with that glorious booty taunt.

(I want to take glowstick requests now fanmkefweg, if you want a silly gif of your load-out dancing, send me an ask plz. These are so fun)

Anonymous asked:

You should draw your load out with glowsticks

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I know it just says “load-out”, but I totally am prepared to do my other 8 load-outs because hot damn.

(I love this ask so much like holy)

Doctor Booty Patrol is in da house.

Anonymous asked:

*noises* your art is amazing!!!!

Thank you! You’re such a nice anon! 


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