Virtual natural sculpting app designed to be used with the Leap Motion sensor - video embedded below:
Reach out and see your ideas take shape in a serene and Zen-like setting. Freeform lets you delicately sculpt your own three-dimensional creations, so you can express yourself with intuitive interactions and a wide variety of tools. Reveal your creative potential and create something beautiful with this unique 3D modeling experience.
The app is available for free at the Leap Motion app store here
The character development in the Legend of Korra is tremendous. Korra has grown so much as a person in these two, brief seasons that it is absolutely incredible. She has truly grown up, and nothing irritates me more when people brush off her character development like it’s nothing, or compare her to Aang, as if they are the same person.
Korra is not Aang. Aang’s Era is over. This is the Legend of Korra. Aang’s story is finished. Her’s is only just beginning.
The Legend of Korra is not, and will never be, the same as “Avatar: The Last Airbender”. The characters are different, the antagonists are different, everything is different. Both stories are powerful, but absolutely incomparable. This is Korra’s story, her chance to show what she can do as avatar. It’s time people realized she’s not just Aang with a different backstory.
my favorite thing to do in the christmaa season is remind my overly religious family that this is what cindy lou who looks like now, that she sings in a rock band and how much I love her and they get really mad
Don’t forget to mention she’s known for parkouring away from the papparazzi
I got a request from hear-me-rory like 5 ever ago to draw a "pretty blonde deer man trying to woo a sulky reaper” and forgot to post the sketch so since I felt bad I decided to quickly paint it and make it look nicer but it’s still p shitty
what’s even worse is I GOOFED and made him brunette when he should have been blonde
OH WELL I hope they like it all the same if they see
dare you to write a fic
Oh my god look how well you organized the valuesssssssss yessssssssssssssss
i want this ship to workout
“I…I can’ touch you." His voice was an odd thing, the slow, sombre toll of a bell in a belfry, high above graveyards. It scared most.
It did not scare this thing - this thing that even he could admit was beautiful in the way only nature can be.
“If I touch you, you’ll wither. You’ll die." That seemed a terrible fate for something so alive.
But this not quite man, yet eternally not animal merely smiled, inching closer and closer - as if he were the one approaching a scared animal, and not the other way around. “You won’t. I surely would not die from your touch. You don’t always *do* what you are, you know.”
And how strange it seemed, to think such a thing to be true, but no, no. He knew better. Everything he touched died. All things, great and small, whether the towering trees or the tiny spider hiding amongst its leaves…they all succumbed.
But when the beastman reached, sun-dark fingers(the color of healthy bark, he might later learn) touching the unforgiving black of his robes? He did not crumble, did not age.
Eyes as green as good grass had watched - had perhaps even feared the possible outcome of his own death…but when he felt not a stir, not a wither?
The generous bow of his mouth started to climb and curl, settling into a smile that looked right at home on his handsome face.
“See?” he murmured low and slow, leaning in towards the perpetual smile that skulls tended to wear. “You can’t hurt me. You do’t kill everything you touch. They’re all dead already, just waiting for you to arrive. You, solid, strong, and always everpresent.”
And Death decided, upon his first kiss, that if this was what Heaven felt like, then maybe being dead wasn’t so bad after all.
OH MY GOD THAT WAS BEAUTIFULLL!!!!???
BOTH WRITTEN AND VISUAL ART COMING TOGETHER LIKE POETRY MAKES MY HEART BURST MY GOD THIS IS BEAUTIFUL.
Glasses that allow you to watch TV while laying down.
and we all feel a simultaneous punch to the gut.
but!!!!! this is so important!!!! this is such a potent metaphor for how much bad things are glamorized in our society like eating disorders or self harm and so you have these little kids seeing it made dramatic and beautiful and i just!!!! catching fire u did so good u did so good
That explains a lot