the nice kind of witch
thar be harpies!
The wind is strong here. Legend has it that from this cave, each and every gust of wind is born. I wonder why the wind here chills my face. It must have been born just moments ago. Perhaps it will blow across the land, growing warmer with each memory it gathers. The wind then plays it part by carrying those memories everywhere it goes. And once it has finished, here it shall return.
i put together one of these month-by-month art summaries for 2016 a few days ago for twitter.
the big thing i learned this year is that i have no idea what i want to be doing and that’s totally fine. onwards to 2017!
i genuinely thought symmetra would have a new legendary but
sketchbook pages from this past week
happy lucia or as i like to call it “trying to convince your american friends this is a real holiday”
i have no idea why i was avoiding yuri on ice until now b/c i think i’m in love
i don’t remember anything about tokyo mew mew other than leather twink and bowtie twink and their highly questionable heterosexuality
luna & friend(?)