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OK GUYS THIS IS A FUCKING PSA

if you google search ‘spooky scary skeletons’ do NOT click on this

its a fucking screamer, ok

at about 10 seconds in it comes up with fucking jeff the killers face and a loud screaming

i can promise its fucking loud

just pls

dont go on it

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Day 5. Hooves

Cryptober by @tricksterdoodles and @diremirebee

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October Challenge Day 5

Today’s prompt was ‘Hooves’ from the Cryptober list by @tricksterdoodles !

I had these designs in my head for a while for the whole animal AU thing so I thought I’d draw two of the four characters with hooves from it. I was gonna add Futaba and shading but hhhh time is not on my side and I’m tired.

Anyway, on the left is Labrys from P4 Arena and she’s a mix of all sorts of animals as you can tell, and she’s wearing the Shujin uniform and stuff from my P5R Labrys AU cause boy is it easier to draw. Haru on the right is a regular fluffy deer with probably off anatomy cause boy are deer hard to draw apparently.

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Day 6. Red

Cryptober by @tricksterdoodles and @diremirebee

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cryptober day 6: red

Lambert skimmed through a pile of books and parchments, raising dust and spooking spiders. They had been searching through the ruins of a mage's burned out home for hours now and had found no sufficient clue about what they were dealing with. 

The contract was on a red eyed demon that haunted the crumbled structure at night and terrified the villagers. They had credited the evil with many deaths and everyone had chipped in to employ an expert to get rid of it. To the witchers' frustration, the description of the monster was as good as non-existent, the red glowing eyes the only pointer the witnesses could give them, and the victims’ deaths all seemed unrelated and irrelevant. 

Musing that the deceased mage must have left behind some incomplete experiment, Lambert and Aiden tried to figure out what they were dealing with by investigating the area after sunset, but no demon or wraith or other monster had shown up so far. 

Giving up on the writing desk, the Wolf witcher walked over to the laboratory's fireplace and prodded the charred debris with his dagger, hoping to find some secrets the former resident didn't want to share. To his surprise, the disturbance caused tiny sparks to jump from the charcoal. He pushed the outer layer of scorched logs of wood to the side and found the ember beneath still glowing hot. 

"Did you notice someone leave when we arrived?" he asked Aiden, concentrating his senses in case whoever had set the fire was still around. 

"Would have told you," the Cat answered distractedly while inspecting the insides of an old chest. 

"The fireplace is still warm," the younger witcher explained. He held his hand over the smouldering embers in demonstration, then snatched it back when suddenly the heat increased and the charcoal moved as if flowing on a coat of molten lava. 

Detecting magic, his medallion hummed against his leather armor until the motion in the fireplace stopped. 

"What the hell? The fire just moved." 

Having felt his own medallion's vibrations, Aiden joined him and leaned over Lambert's shoulder, who poked the logs once more with his dagger. Again, the embers broke smoothly apart like volcanic rocks on a bed of magma. Aiden's brow furrowed while he contemplated over the low burning wood, which slowly began to form short limbs and soft facial features. Two dots of red eyes blazing like hot coals looked up at them. The fire's light reflected in sparkles in Aiden's own eyes as they widened with recognition and delight. 

"An ifrit!" 

"A what?" 

"And such a small one," he cooed and, to Lambert's shock, reached forward with both hands to grab the thing. 

Hissing, the rabbit-sized creature rolled into a ball and cast out a darting flame. 

Aiden yelped startled and jumped backwards, pressing his burned fingers into his lap and cursing under his breath. 

"You fucking idiot!" Lambert shouted and the little fire elemental withdrew completely. "Why would you touch it?" 

He took hold of Aiden's wrists and lifted his hands to check the injuries. 

"It's a baby," the Cat reasoned with a low whine in his voice. "I wanted to hold it."

"It's a hazard and probably the reason why this whole house burned to the ground. I'm pretty sure it's the demon the villagers keep seeing at night." 

While Lambert was still dotting over his hands, Aiden's attention had already turned back to the ifrit. 

"The mage must have conjured it but couldn't control it. All this time it's been all alone here. Can we -" 

"No!" Lambert barked before the other man could finish his thought. 

"It could help us hunt. A royal griffin would stand no chance against a walking fire," Aiden tried to sell his case, but even his pouting lips couldn't sway Lambert this time. 

"It would burn the whole valley down. It already burned your hands, Aiden." 

"Accidentally, it's not the elemental's fault that I frightened it."

"And accidentally it will destroy a whole town and kill many innocent people." Letting go of his partner's hands, the Wolf let out a deep sigh. 

"Look," he argued in a soft tone. "We can't take it with us, it's too dangerous. But neither can we leave it here. It's only a matter of time before it becomes more bold or more desperate and starts wandering off."

Aiden nodded sadly. 

"Yeah, I get it."

"Good." 

Lambert unsheathed his silver sword, then paused. 

"Do you want to wait outside?" 

"Just do it quickly," Aiden urged, then watched as the Wolf witcher thrust his blade into the small ifrit's pulsating body. 

Slowly, the low fire extinguished and the embers' glow went out. With the fading red light, the night seemed to turn a bit colder. 

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Prompt 6: Red. She had a night out with some vampires ;)

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Cryptober Day 1 & 2: Bones and Pumpkin

1) The Grinning Grim, a skeleton that wears the mask of it’s human face to blend in with humans on the street.

2) Lantern Jack, a pumpkin headed mischevious spirit. It uses jack o’lanterns to take form and guide children home on All Hallow’s Eve.

[These are my creations and property of me! I will finish these pictures and do proper monster highlights on them but for now, have these! Please ask my permission before using my creatures and my lore. Thank you to @tricksterdoodles for creating these Cryptober prompts!]

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the first week is over and I want to thank @diremirebee and @tricksterdoodles once more for their nice prompt list, it's a lot of fun to work with (check it out on their blog)

cryptober day 7: scream

“When I was a little boy,” the leader of the hunting party drawled while unsheathing a dagger and holding it over the campfire’s dancing flames. “There was a grey cat living in our barn.” 

Lambert didn’t give a shit about the bastard’s life story and he tried to convey this with his eyes. He’d rather have given a snarky comment, but they had gagged him as well as bound up his hands and legs, his arms raised over his head and fastened to a thick branch above him. Aiden was tied in a similar manner to a tree opposite of him.

The rogue group of witch hunters was far away from Novigrad. Lambert didn’t know why they had been cast away from the city, but it told a lot that not even those assholes back there wanted anything to do with the men holding them captive. 

Bored with not finding any witches to burn, the Righteous Hunters, as they had introduced themselves, had honed in on a new target. The white wolf. And somehow they believed Lambert to know Geralt’s current location. All the punching and slicing was futile however, for he had no fucking clue in what part of the continent his brother was prowling around at the moment.

“It was a very docile little thing. It purred when my sister petted it and it purred when my father fed it meat scraps.” 

Glancing over at his partner, Lambert could see Aiden roll his eyes in annoyance. He huffed out a muffled laugh, absolutely agreeing with the sentiment. He wished that the man would hurry up with his ranting and get on with the torture. The sooner the hunters' bloodlust had been stilled and they'd grown bored at the sight of a tormented witcher, the sooner he could cast Igni to burn his bonds and free himself. He would probably scorch his own hands in the process, which would weaken him during a fight, therefore he had to wait until most of their opponents had retired for the night and only the watchmen stayed alert. 

“It purred when my mother let it sit in her lap, it purred while sleeping near the hearth during winter and it purred when I doused it in oil and set it on fire.” 

Lambert began to wonder if this had also been the man’s application to join the guild of the witch hunters. These fuckers surely loved to set things on fire.

“I later learned that cats purr just as well when they are in distress as when they feel at ease.” 

The leader rose and strolled over to Aiden’s side, the heated dagger spinning lazily between his fingers. Lambert knew exactly what part of the interrogation would come next and steeled himself for a very different kind of agony. 

“Tell me, Wolf,” the man who claimed to be human, yet performed most inhuman acts, rhetorically asked Lambert. “When I hurt the Cat witcher, will he moan like he’s being fucked good?” 

Seeking for Aiden’s eyes, Lambert found his partner already looking at him. Determination was written over his features and his gaze burned with emotion. While Lambert couldn’t hold back his groan of pain whenever the hunters’ knives had drawn new blood from his skin, Aiden had stayed unmoved, a silent vigil, as rigid as a rock that didn’t care for the storm’s rage. Now it was Lambert’s turn to show the same amount of faith. 

Seizing Aiden’s hair with his fist, the witch hunter forced the Cat’s head back.

“Let’s find out,” he announced and pressed the hot gleaming blade against the witcher’s neck. 

Lambert stayed silent while Aiden screamed.

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#6: #Cryptober2020/Trickstober - Red + Red (Us)

Once upon a time, there was a girl,

And the girl had a shadow.

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Cryptober Day 6: Red

this one just happened idk what else to say

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6: Candles

List by: @kelpyart

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6: Red

List by: @professional-trickster and @diremirebee

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Also don't just buy stuff at a store that has some pink slogan on it. Most if not all of that goes back to the store and the  manufacture none really goes to any charity. You want show your support make your own of find someone that's actually giving all profits for a cure. Here's a link to a Bustle article that list places that donate 100% of profit from things bought from them.

So proud of my mother for doing her own research after I sent her that meme. A sign she hung in her car window.

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Artober Day 3 Lantern

Crayons, Oil Pastels and Colored Pencils

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Artober Day 3 - Lantern

I used my tripod and the remote control function from my phone for the very first time!

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Day : 3 lantern

Two days late but at least i got one done

Also my first inktober.

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Inktober day 3 - Lantern

I was feeling a little under the weather so this came a little late but I managed to get this out in time! I was a little at a loss on which prompt to pick so this was a little last minute. An image of a masked woman in a cloak came to mind and I really liked the witchy and mystical vibes of the idea. So I tried to embellish her outfit so it wouldn’t look too plain but still have the lantern stick out as the focal point. I wanted the metal of the lantern to be the darkest portion and have the the metal curl on the glass to have a decorative element to it so it wouldn’t look too boring. Hopefully I’ll be able to have something more detailed and complicated next time, since I’m not too happy with how I rushed this.

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