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happy times, before they start to play that game…
something strange about romances in homestuck is that they are all ellipsed to the break ups.
THIS MAKE S ME LAUGH SO HARD EVERY TIME
English artist Craig Davison creates series of paintings that beautifully illustrate the awesome power of childhood imagination and our limitless ability to play pretend as our favorite movie characters. He draws from a wide variety of movies, but the pieces seen here all revolve around Star Wars.
Kids play their hearts in the foreground while their shadows loom larger than life in the background as the fictional characters they’re pretending to be. Tree branches have become light sabers, cardboard tubes and a hair dryer work equally well as blasters, a garbage can and a colander are all you need to be R2-D2 and C3PO, and a pair of headphones serve as Princess Leia’s cinnamon bun hairdo.
Visit Craig Davison’s website to check out more of his delightful and nostalgic artwork. Then go grab a tree branch and meet us at the park for a light saber duel.
[via Nerd Approved]
Steampunk Tinkerbell Cosplay
Fabricator: Firefly Path
Cosplayer/Model: Madeline Masquerade
I’ve been seeing this photo going around multiple facebook pages and tumblrs with no credit to the model and/or fabricator. A few blogs have even gone so far as to remove the photographer’s watermark. I thought I’d repost it with proper credit, as stealing images is not cool.
This can only end in tears and physical fighting
One of my housemates has one of these. The above person was correct.
massive process-picture upload for jinx’s fishbones
inquire within for commissions
I just I juST I JUST it’s a hat it’s a fucking hat on a fucking hat. A fucking hat-hat. BUT WAIT you say to me. That is a 100% certified BASEBALL hat on a TRUCKER hat—there’s a difference. Well let me tell you fuckers that a baseball hat is different from a trucker hat like an obnoxious baseball fan eating a giant chili dog and burping so loudly you can smell it three rows down is different from a trucker driving his big ass truck through a McDonalds drive-thru and hitting that weird little clearance bar while asking to supersize me; that is, they’re both assholes and their hats make them look ridiculous. So here I am, writing this in the middle of the night, debating about buying a hat on a fucking hat. Hussie is some sort of marketing mastermind. Hussie probably spent 5 minutes in Photoshop slapping this dumbass hat logo on an emotionally detached, weird, ironically meme-loving loser that I’ve somehow grown attached to to the point where this hideous clothing item is something I’m seriously considering reaching into my purse to buy. He has clearly got this shit figured out to a T. Hussie is the stern, violent, businessman Alpha Dave Strider warned us about. I am sitting here debating spending my hard earned cash on a hat-hat while Alpha Dave Strider rolls over in his early grave. Alpha Dave Strider was murdered in like 5 pages over his fight against consumerism and here I am wondering if I can walk around my college campus in a fucking hat-hat with minimum weird looks. Fuck this. Fuck Hussie. Fuck I want this so bad. So so fucking bad I hate myself. I’m gonna buy it. Damn it.