You've Been Nuked

My name is Arian. I am 23. Living the quiet life in the Texas Panhandle. Studying Art History at WTAMU. Antiques & Vintage lover/dealer. Oh, I also make stuff...

By definition, you have to live until you die. Better to make that life as complete and enjoyable an experience as possible, in case death is shite, which I suspect it will be.
— 出典:Irvine Welsh, Trainspotting (via wordsnquotes)

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seidur:

I did a thing.

relmstudios:

perfect mini rainbow in nesting bowl form. love these little guys!

jakazul:

Leaving this here for ariannuke

And everyone else.

blamemyartisticlicense:

moonstresss:

People Who Are Having A Worse Day Than You

It’s awful that this made me really happy isn’t it?

Sat on your porch drinking beer, watching the sunset and people tonight and I noticed the way you look at me and the way you’re able to make me smile. I could do this every day, just like this, laughing with you and talking. Doing nothing and everything all at once. It’s the simple things that matter most to me, it’s nights like these I enjoy most. Here I am again, caught up in someone else’s smile and I won’t get lost this time. This time I’ll take my time and enjoy the ride instead of rushing to the finish line. This time I’ll admire that smile but won’t need it to survive. This time I’ll hold a man’s hand because it feels right instead of needing a life-line to cling. This go around I will stand on my own two feet as my own person. Though, I would love to stand on my own right by your side.

brambledragon:

Finished that little tiny close-in painting of Messier 106. Thanks, NASA! I’m sure we’ll go there someday if we make it past the Stupid Ages.
Oil paint, canvas, Sett Balise, 2014.

hvngers:

"i shouldn’t eat this" I say as I shove it into my mouth

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stvrrycat:

The Front Bottoms- Flashlight ((please don’t remove my caption))

I don’t know why but tonight I wanted to go to the 806 and drink a cup of house and sit at that stupid table with that weird thumb-shaped dude wearing a monocle painted on it. Remember that table? It used to be in the old green-room before it became the smoker’s room and there’s a picture of me floating around somewhere wearing a hoodie and drawing at that table. And on it. I drew on it once.

That fucking table is sticky now I actually hate it. Remember the table they pasted clippings from Dante’s Inferno and random other oddities?? It started to bubble at some point and people picked the paper away. Now it’s covered in pennies with a hard, glossy lacquer on top.

I don’t know why I’m going on about tables….but for some reason they remind me of gone days. That’s fucking stupid. I know.

So I’m sitting at this damn ugly-ass table I’ve seen here since I was 17 reading up on American Art Glass for my independent studies and people I….we….used to know walk in and they see me and smile. And I dunno….but it bothers me that they don’t ask about you at all. Not once. Not anymore. Not for a long time now.

You’re gone. Literally. None of these people utter your name or even act like they knew you. People who used to tell me what a great guy you were. If anything, it made me sad for you. Not pity, I don’t mean it like that….just this was your home once. This town. You grew up here and haunted these streets and drank the coffee in this place at this exact fugly-ass table that I’m sitting at doing research and now your name doesn’t belong here anymore.

And isn’t it futile to try to connect to places and people? They all forget your face and your name and move on. Maybe I should too. I don’t really want to. I still have an image of you sitting across this table with a yellow mechanical pencil in your hand. I’ll hold on to that image forever.

I think I do it in your honor because though I loved you more than myself once and broke your heart, you’re still my closest friend. That will never change like the tops of the tables at this coffee shop do.

— 出典:Cuz life and stuff. -abn

noonewilleverfindmehere:

NO NO NO YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND THIS IS A REALLY FAMOUS ANIMATION FILM TECHNIQUE DONE BY ONE INSANE STUDIO YEARS AND YEARS AGO IN GERMANY, ONLY A FEW FILMS, BECAUSE OF HOW HARD THEY WERE TO MAKE.

EACH AND EVERY FRAME OF THESE MOVIES ARE OIL PAINTINGS ON GLASS.

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piussaeneass:

dudewheresmypie:

deansass:

deansass:

okay I was watching “The End” and I realized how important this scene was so here I am 

Castiel didn’t lose his grace because it was taken from him. 

When Cas fell in season 9, we all remembered end!verse. But in the season 8 finale, Castiel’s grace was taken from him. It didn’t drain away.

Then, Cas took another angel’s mojo. You know what this means? This mojo can drain away, because it’s not his.

And look: the other angels left him, they bailed.

Remind you of Bartholomew’s army who joined Cas in season 9? They have high expectations for Cas, they want him to lead them, they want Heaven back.

But remember what Metatron said? Something along the lines of “In my story, you’re the villain.”

If Metatron tells the angels he can give them their home back, who can guarantee they won’t turn on Cas?

I thought season 9 was completely ignoring End!verse, but look.

End!verse Cas isn’t the Cas we saw in the beginning of season 9. It’s the Cas we might see towards the end.

HAHAHAH GUESS WHAT JUST HAPPENED THE ANGELS BAILED ON CAS

HAHAHHA HAHASJHDFJDKSAL;skjdh

*dies*

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OH MY GOD WHAT IF ENDVERSE!DEAN IS DEMON!DEAN

OH. OH MY GOD.

AND 2014!CAS KNOWS 2009!DEAN ISN’T 2014!DEAN CAUSE 2014!CAS DOESN’T SEE THE TRUE FORM DEMON!DEAN’S DEMON!FACE.

OH MY LORD.

WHYYYYYYYYYYYY