Everyone!! After years and years, Paint Tool SAI is finally getting an upgrade! Go try the Paint Tool SAI 2 beta!
Just a few of the new features:
- 64 bit/multi-core support
- Font tool with text layers
- Bigger canvases! Up to 100,000 x 100,000px canvas size for 64 bit
- Bigger max brush size (up to 5000px)
- Circle and line rulers
- Perspective ruler (guide lines for 1 - 3 point perspective)
- Select/edit multiple layers at once
- Upgrade for free if you already have a SAI 1 license
Paint Tool SAI is my number one recommended art program for digital painters and this just makes it even better! The new font tool and canvas size limits, especially, should make it so much easier for people trying to make comics.
This is still in beta, so it’s untranslated and has some bugs. But it’s still great news! Go try it out!
are you fucking kidding me?! FONT TOOL? PERSPECTIVE???
CIRCLE AND RULERS???????
Holy mother of god
omfG ITS HAPPENING OMGOMG
the moment i saw this
i just thought of fanfic
and just laughed
BECAUSE OF THE PUNS
STILES AND DEREK COME ACROSS THIS WHEN THEY’RE VISITING BOYD AND ERICA IN QUEENSLAND. STILES BUYS A WHOLE BOX AND THEN GETS STUCK IN CUSTOMS FOR FOUR HOURS TRYING TO GET IT BACK INTO THE STATES.
THE FLAVOUR OPTIONS INCLUDE
- BANANA CUSTARD
- STRAWBERRY MARGARITA
- BLUEBERRIES AND CREAM
- CARAMEL APPLE
- PAPAYA MANGO
- RASPBERRY CHEESECAKE
- and a glow in the dark version
srsly this is teen wolf ficcage waiting to happen
i just couldn’t stop laughing (especially when you factor in Stiles and Derek)
I TOLD YOU IT WAS A HONEY BOTTLE!
Oh JFC, could you imagine accidentally getting the bottles mixed up?
"Wow," Stiles says, "This honey flavour is kinda spot on."
"It’s supposed to be-" Derek looks over at the list. The list Stiles had compiled and printed that dictated which flavours of lube were to be tried on which days. Derek would ask why they were still dating at this point but…well, Stiles had all of October scheduled. It’d be rude to mess up the system. Derek scowls at Wednesday. "It’s supposed to be Smores today."
Down at crotch level, Stiles freezes. “Um.”
Oh god. “Please don’t tell me you just covered my dick in honey.”
"In my defence, the bottles are REALLY similar."
Stiles laps at the tip of Derek’s cock and Derek finds himself wondering helplessly what honey and pre-come would even taste like. Nothing bad if Stiles’ pleased hum is anything to go by. “Huh,” Stiles says, smacking his lips. “This also explains why my toast tasted so strange this morning.”
i just realized that the voice in my head when i read things isn’t my own voice omg whose is it
GET OUT OF MY HEAD YAMI
*trys to hit high note of favorite song*
my last words are probably going to be ‘wait what’
oh gods i cant write why did i do this?
theres going to be no sexy times i can tell you that much hahahah
fr iend!! !!!
im coming friend
im here i love u
This is my favorite thing on tumblr.
When you’re not in the fandom but you still get the reference
YES I CAN here you are my darling and here for all of my other darlings this is the post that they are referring to
also i’ll put this up on my ao3 in a bit i just need to think up a name for it whoops
When Stiles comes banging through the door to their room, Derek’s in the middle of cramming for his trigonometry final and doesn’t even look up.
“Wow, nice to see you too, Derek. Thanks, it was a hard win. No, no, I don’t need your congratulations.”
It’s the sarcasm in Stiles’ tone – not the thud of pads and Stiles’ stick and shoes – that has Derek raising his head and looking over at him, eyes glazed behind the thick frames of his glasses. “Wha? Oh.” He blinks a few times and rubs at his eye, knocking his glasses up his forehead before they fall down against his nose again. “You’re back, hi. You won?”
Stiles looks a little put out, but he smiles as he drops his gear bag on the floor and comes closer to Derek. “Yeah, we won. Sixteen to fourteen, it was really close.” He pecks the corner of Derek’s mouth and Derek tastes sweat and tropical mango gum. It makes him smile, even though his eyes are still seeing numbers and he’s drowning in decimal points.
“You don’t look like you’ve moved an inch since I left,” he laughs, ruffling Derek’s hair as he straightens and starts tugging off his jersey and leg pads, which Derek now realizes he’s still wearing, along with most of the rest of his uniform. Usually they’d have sweaty, post-game sex right about now. But Derek feels guilty just thinking about closing his textbook and he feels even worse when he looks up at Stiles and tries to explain.
“I have that test tomorrow and I know I haven’t studied enough. It’s going to be twenty five percent of our grade and I don’t –“
I can show you the woooorld.
That other awesome eyebrow gifset is going around, and all I could see was this.