#Aw his ears

[canisalbus]

i decided today was as good a day as any other to learn how to 3d sculpt and then trace and animate the model…

so i made a little machete to spin in my head

(i still want to fix the snout length a little so it looks consistent, but i feel like it’s a pretty good first attempt at this)

hope you have a nice day and nicer ones to come! :)

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[abyssalzones]

okay so a while back I mentioned I was really unhappy with the older designs I had for the pines twins, so I decided to completely re-do them. not sure why I didn't give them both glasses in the first place honestly. hey have you noticed how often I just draw characters standing in a white empty space

[nataliescatorccio]

JONATHAN BAILEY as 'Harry Clark' For Comic Relief's 'The Traitors' sketch

[little-devil-art]

[Your smartest catlover]💚

He almost annihilated Leviathan because you called Satan Lucifer and Levi was only there to help you. But who can truly be mad at Satan in the first place?

[crunchchute]

Sam and Max if they were cool /j

[mstormcloud]

I think applying tropes commonly found in Sonadow fics to other sonic ships is very funny

Like today I saw the cute posts by Blu-ish about how hedgehogs circle and headbutt eachother when courting and how Sonic and Shadow would do that and I agree.

However I think the implication that mobian hedgehogs do this is HILARIOUS when applied to ships that only involve one hedgehog.

Like Silver starts circling around Espio one day and lightly shoving him with his hip or his shoulder and Espio is like: ???? What are you doing??

Or even Blazamy like- Amy keeps circling Blaze and the less Blaze reciprocates Amy does it more to try to get Blaze to react. Blaze eventually just tries to politely tell Amy to stop cause it’s hard to hold conversation while she’s moving all around.

But later Blaze talks to Silver and is like: “I have no idea what she is trying to do…perhaps she is finding a weakness in my stance? Should I fear her hunting me for sport???”

And Silver is like: uh. Well. I think she’s hitting on you? It’s a hedgehog thing.

And Blaze just freaks out because WHAT DO YOU MEAN AMY WAS FLIRTING WITH HER

[ratatatastic]

he is quite literally every techie's worst nightmare girl please stop touching the mic STOP TOUCHING IT. YOU DONT NEED TO CONTINUOUSLY BRING IT CLOSER TO YOU AND MOVING IT BACK THATS THE PERSON ON SOUND'S JOB. STOP IT.

post practise interview | 6.23.24 (x)

[solargeist]

What you said about Grian keeping his modesty even after leaving the Watchers.... Hmmmm.... Grian in Hijab.... Yes that's the shit...

i think hijabs are just for women ! i'm unsure what the male equivalent is

But ! The Watchers i write are inspired by Catholicism, his mum is a nun who veils. This is also just for women, but if he wereeee to veil then it'd be something like that--i mean not the full extent of a nun, but there are head scarves that allow hair and neck to be shown

headscarves are very pretty regardless tho <3

[vimbry]

disclaimer that I don't like the idea of openly assuming things about strangers' identities or their personal lives, especially when you're catching a glimpse of only one part of them they choose to share in the public eye. but it Is very funny when you're reading or watching some interview with a famous person, and they say things that make you do this one comic:

[sentientsky]

tah-dah ✨✨ Crowley in casual wear, as requested by @fearandhatred (ty for the brainworms. i’m in tears). this is more of a loose sketch bc I’m very busy, but whatever lol

(also, i’m obsessed with the idea of Crowley being so stressed that he self-actualizes the growth of grey hairs)

alternate/meme versions below the cut

[jessamine-rose]

*lovingly tackles Aine*

Read my Yandere! Pierro longfics first ♪( ´▽｀)

Last week, my beloved mutual @ainescribe surprised me with Savior! Darling fan art and AHAI9232@2-!/! CRYING SCREAMING I WANT TO LOOK AT THIS ART AND WORSHIP YOUR VERSION OF SAVIOR THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BLESSING ME WITH YOUR ART—

*clears throat* Anyway, now that I finally have the time to properly sit down and comment on the fan art, I’ll do just that. Feedback will be in the tags and it will be unhinged. Once again, thank you so much to Aine for drawing this <3

[mintmatcha]

Does your f/o like the strip club yes or no?

[its-malarkey]

My newest LMK headcanon that spawned while drawing for Burn: Macaque wears a glamour over his ears because during their fight, Wukong tore them up to such a horrifying degree that Macaque can’t stand to look at them or let anyone else see them

[mimiriko]

something something gojo being hunted as the last one of his kind (elf?vampire?) because everyone died and he never was the strongest, only in theory. he never saved anyone. he was doomed from the start. armies of humans swarm him and at the very last moment, the kind where he’s feeling an emotion he only felt the first time he died, he stumbles upon a cottage.

it stands quietly with the rest of the forest. veins of tree branches spiraling around, enclosing it in a warm embrace. a house made of wood standing with the rest. the only thing that keeps him from storming in is, well, you.

sprawled on the front porch with a duvet sliding off, you make eye contact with the towering figure before letting out one, shrill scream.

[phoenixcatch7]

Persephone captain marvel au. Hear me out.

Associated with duality, reincarnation, resurrection, childhood innocence (and it getting ripped away by adults), and her 'counterpart' Kore, which is her in her returning aspect of spring, youthfulness, new life... Come on. Is that not the closest thing to Billy you've ever seen in ancient Greece? Where he gets his powers?

It all starts with Teth Adam, and his devastation at the death of his son. He finds the old paths, breaks them open, and storms down into the underworld to demand him back. His is not a new story.

But where Persephone might ordinarily be inclined to ease her husband's scorn, give the troubled mourner a chance, she is speaking to the champion of magic, the world's mightiest mortal. The chance of success is too high. The challenge would not be enough. The death was too high profile and would risk too many attempting to follow in his footsteps. The man is too unstable, too powerful, too close to the heart of magic for it to be safe - for any of him - to grant his wish and risk his false hope.

They deny him.

Enraged, implacable, Teth Adam lashes out. The battle is long and drawn out, neither side tiring even as both weaken, but Persephone, in either form, is not one of war, and she is felled as her curses shatter, her furies tossed aside like dolls. The sound of Hades' scream as Adam's surprise leaves him open flattens the rubble of their throne room.

The wounded champion escapes, hounded by cerberus and skeletons instead of his son's shade, as her husband crashes to his knees beside her. She has not a mortal soul, and thus will be going where even Death cannot reach.

But Adam killed the goddess of reincarnation, and Billy has odd dreams. He's pretty sure he needs to ease up on the stress. He's restless in winter and distracted in summer, he can sleep outside in howling storms as long as he's tucked snug in the boughs of a tree, he's had the luck of never tasting a rotten fruit. Sometimes it feels like there's ghosts in his hideouts and the kids at school try and bribe him to curse their enemies.

When he chosen to be Captain Marvel the wizard chokes on his own speech when the smoke clears. They stare at each other.

"Well," says Persephone, "that was unexpected. Hullo."

"Hello," the wizard replies, "I was under the impression..."

"I don't think the laws of interference quite apply until I'm immortal again," he says.

The wizard's relief is palpable. It's understandable, he looks ready to keel over from old age. "Can I ask...?" he gestures at the new body. It takes a second to understand.

"Oh, I'm a boy now. For a while."

And that's that.

Until green lantern is killed in battle.

[midnightmagicks]

FFXIV 30 Day Writing Challenge Day 9: Lend An Ear

Lend An Ear: Offer aid in listening

Silence.

Absolute focus.

Two figures. One larger and one smaller.

The pair sat by a crystalline pond, the rays of a rising sun reflecting a kaleidoscope of colors off of small ripples on the glass surface. The larger figure, a miqo’te man with a serious face crouched down, holding a fishing rod. The small figure beside him, a child with leporine features, twisted his ears around as they scanned the surface of the water. 

Neither moved. Neither spoke, Until the little one pointed to the left, an ear matching the direction of their finger. They had heard it. The subtle splash of their sought after quarry: Fish.

“That way, baba!”

Excited whisper as the child stared with a bright smile. A hand patted the top of their head, a smile and grateful nod coming from the miqo’te man. He stood, getting the pole ready to cast out. The little one wiggled the tiny tuft of a tail they had, tapping their little feet excitedly. But, before the line was even airborne, a loud voice sounded, causing both figures near the water to flinch.

“E’WYN! E’MAL! IF I FIND YOU BY THE POND I SWEAR–” E’mal, the little rabbit-eared child, looked at E’wyn with wide eyes.

“Baba…I think mumma is mad…”

E’wyn quirked a brow, offering a nervous smile to his son. He set the pole down on the bank, using his hands to sign out words to his child.

“We’d better get back. I think it’s best we don’t find out what she’ll do if she comes down here.”

E’mal giggled at his father, jumping onto his back to hitch a ride to the little campsite they’d set up. This morning’s fishing was a bust, but E’mal would always be willing to lend an ear to help his baba.