#.mun art

[creepy-crowleys]

There is a music box. And there is a winding key. And there is a lullaby that must never end.

Featuring: @thetopben @witchofthescions @strikingskeletonsiege

[donnas-dollface]

alcina with the girls fr

:3

HELP THAT'S REALLY THEM LMAO

"Girls there's a stupid man thing!"

[dshret]

[khaosprim]

This is now 2 spawns of chaos drawn

[cynicallyscorned]

no context for this drawing.

[falsementor]

frickin.. guy.

[crwlingchaos]

the rough idea in mind for them. some hair strands move like extra appendages

[serialreporter]

shout out to that time i had a hilarious realization about my choice in muses

[ask-trialduo]

don’t look now. theres a ten year old ghost child judging ur life choices.

[yandereworlds]

Blood samples with Dr. Laurence! Though, he might enjoy taking your blood a little too much. Laurence just loves keeping parts of you to keep with him.. And your blood isn't exempt from that.

Also, if you'd like to get early access to my artwork/content, you can receive updates in my server!!

[lovenpeace-pkmn]

Local Lightning God Reportedly "Not Terribly Enthused" To Have Several Dozen Electrovores As Houseguests

[creepy-crowleys]

In recent years, the sword was found once more, plucked from the sea by doomed fishermen lost in a storm and lighting their way back home. But the story did not end there. The sword changed hands - from sailor, to teacher, to trickster, to King anew - and was once more lost to the tides of time. But the story did not end there.

Featuring: @thetopben @witchofthescions @strikingskeletonsiege

[diioonysus]

creatures in art: ghosts

[dshret]

I hand you one design for barbatos' twst design and that is all. I gave up because I had to stare at the viperfish for a whole hour

[khaosprim]

Yet another WIP of one of Chaos' children and surprise! It's the primordial Eros again!

[cynicallyscorned]

after all, only so much we can say. words can lose their meaning once we walk away. promise that you love me, watch me as i fade. i’ll give you all those things that those lions never gave. hands on the clock and the things we cannot change. tear it all to pieces and take back what i made. if there’s one thing i’d keep, it’s you that i would save. because i am just a lion, and a lion i will stay.

x.

(don’t reblog.)