#(under the cut lol)

[stinkrascal]

>:( :/ :3

these too bc they don't fit but they're cuteeee!!!

live mirilen reaction

[sometimesthisdudedraws]

Drew my kiddos! I drew them traditionally for my birthday and then my friend redrew them for me so I decided to digitalize them! The traditional versions will be under the cut!

[emptyfie1ds]

day 4: FINGERS!!! gotta get ur electrolytes after a long bouldering sesh. there is a market for tiny catgirls in tfandom right. right? we're online i KNOW this isn't a rare persuasion

human shockwave made her in a test tube as one of her Shadow War With Prowl projects to be her palm pilot/pocket advisor/shoulder demon who can best imagine her nemesis's next move due to having the same brain. i think this is realistic because robot shockwave has made dozens of furries in canon. uses her parabola-calculating eyes for excellency in climbing and her noble heart for trying to out-reason shockers into not doing things. she's a clouded leopard! watching them cavort around in the trees, i see prowl flitting through that black box computer :)

[ink-the-artist]

Rabbits

Some bonus art, I initially started making this in a totally different art style but changed my mind about halfway through lmao, here are the parts I finished

[canadianno]

WHERE MY GORE LOVERS AT BABY

I never see appreciation for the bishop purgatory designs anywhere, so. I am here. To change that.

I want to see more people mess around with the designs... I want to see more people including silly headcanons and stylizing them!!! Because the designs are all amazing!! The way each design conveys how the lamb fought them is INCREDIBLE.

The top of Leshys' head is devoid of foliage because the rest of him was hidden underground during his fight. Hekets' throat and stomach are raw and skinned because she's always landing and scraping around hard on stone when she's trying to crush you. Kallamar is covered in a large burn because it's so difficult to get close to him during his fight, implying the best strategy was a long range strategy. Shamuras' front is completely torn open and hanging out because they're running directly at you during the entire fight and that is exactly! Where! You'd! Be! Hitting them!

I'm just really really passionate about the bishop purgatory designs. I want to see more people explore them I think they're so cool.

[milkywayes]

■■■■ Shepard / earthborn / sole survivor / soldier. lovingly annotated.

scar refs (censored nsfw) under the cut >:) since I drew it and all.

[riolone-moon]

More knkdz clothes swap! I rlly liked to draw this one 🤍

References/inspiration & close up below

Dazai's pose: this manga panel (ch. 3) that I rlly love!

Kunikida's pose: bsd mayoi card, rlly sad bc it's only available in jp version of the game

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[lucabyte]

gone tidepooling

[followup doodle to (x)]

[skltart]

hunting for love//killing for pleasure//must be the concrete jungle

here's an alternate version without the filter and a different colour scheme that I still didn't like but was better than other attempts. I gooootta start planning out my colours and figuring out how to work with values. but that's hard so I'm not gonna do that👍🏻

[unlikelypandahologram]

Here's the second illustration by @destinysquared for my fic, "Lesson Learned"! This one's based on the scene in chapter three where Megatron and Optimus have a very nice time on Megazarak's throne. Totally innocent, I swear. ;P (And also, please appreciate that magnificent lighting. 💖)

[spooksicl-e]

do you guys think they h*ld h*nds

[daily-odile]

time loops going on for years scare the hell out of me to the point i cant get into ISAT, but i am very attracted to odile, so thank you for running this blog so i get to stare at her without playing/watching the game <3

luckily for us odile's too good to get stuck in a timeloop

funnier a6se version:

[infamous-if]

you should do the wordle today..... lol

this was so ominous but I did it and I just knew lmao

[ink-the-artist]

Rare @uncleflutus sighting

[thebramblewood]

The first meeting of the Vatore Book Club has commenced.

Previous / Next

Helena: Caleb, are you in here? [telepathically] Caleb?

[silence]

[under breath] Where are you? You promised you’d show me more today.

[picking up journal] Hmm. These definitely weren’t here before.

[begins reading]

May 25, 1918: Another night daymare. Same as all the others. Calloused hands squeezing my throat, phantom fists pummeling my stomach, shrill bursts of laughter assailing my ears, sky of taunting stars, blinding white moon, a monstrous form looming over me… Straud insists I should no longer be able to dream. One more bold-faced lie from a man who speaks arrogant, empty words just to hear his own voice - and endlessly, endlessly. I already tire of his dull speeches.

July 10, 1918: The days stretch eternal in this crumbling mansion. I am Straud’s prisoner, though he claims I am free to come and go as I please. Yet he prattles on with excuses as though he does me a favor by denying me. I’ll not be allowed off the grounds until I bend to his will, until I  have suitably mastered discipline. How I loathe that word! I’ll be sick if I hear it once more.

September 8th, 1918: Killed two men last night. Only meant to step out for fresh air but instead found drunken idiot humans stumbling unknowingly across town lines. Their thoughts came to me easily. (So the old man taught me something after all.) Vile and crude remarks on my body, naturally. My vision flashed white with rage, and my body convulsed as if to split in two. Their taste of their blood was exquisite. It’s a funny thing, though. I kept expecting the swell of remorse to arise, but it never did, even when my brother, drawn by the cacophony, flinched away at the sight of my monstrousness, truly frightened of me for the first time. Further reflection is required, but for now I must depart. Straud requires placating.

Helena: [thinking] This is Lilith’s diary?

[flips to final pages]

February 22, 1921: Caleb’s birthday tomorrow. If it passes, he will be 27. He will continue to outpace me in physical age. He will eventually die. I’ve promised it will not. All week, he has been nervously pacing and eerily silent, too afraid to ask the obvious question: Will I truly make him like me? I know how to do it, but thirst remains a constant presence in the back of my throat. I suppose I will take it up with Straud one last time, though he will respond as usual. He believes the gift should be offered only to those who have been deemed worthy. But he grows uncomfortable when I ask how he determined my worthiness. I know he saw me merely as an opportunity, a flimsy young girl in distress who could be easily remolded in his image. I disappoint him every day. We must be free of him soon.

-

Vlad, telepathically: I can still hear every thought that passes through your mind, girl. Your barricades are sloppily constructed. And, no, my position has not changed.

[bluetaho]

TAKE A GOOD LOOK AT EVERYTHING YOU COULD HAVE HAD, SIXER!

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