#ITS NOT OVER IM JUST TWEAKING

[crustyfloor]

THE ALIEN GRIPPING HIS HAIR I'M GOING TO KILL THEMMMMM

[girlboyburger]

had an identity crisis, prime time for a slight sona redesign!

it's cow! (again!)

+ a closeup because i'm really proud of the eyes

[opikiquu]

[arsenicflame]

happy "our marriage is never gonna recover from this" day

[flufflecat]

this is STILL not my beautiful wife

[creaturefeaster]

This new lineup is already looking so gorgeous!! :D

:D Thank you! While I'm still trying to get over being shy sharing the living's line up right now, you can have a V.2 of the mime's line up since I colored them in:

[mordremrose]

“I’m not him.” The words were choked, strangled even. Caithe set aside the journal she was writing in, and turned to see Bloom. “Who?” She asked, even if she already knew who he was talking about. “Trahearne.” Bloom muttered, his massive form slowly shuffling forward. “I’m not- I tried, but I can’t—“ He paused and a low rumble rattled the lower portion of his strange form, the plates of bark rising in agitation. His tail lashed and his hands dragged over his face. His palms caught on the spines along half his face and he winced. “I know you all see him. In me. You want me to be him.” Bloom seemed to deflate, sinking down to the ground. All of his limbs folded inwards, curling around his torso and Caithe swore she saw him tremble. “But I can’t. I can’t, I’m sorry—“ “Bloom.” Caithe spoke gently, standing up and coming closer. His eyes were squeezed closed, she noted. He didn’t open them to look at her, until she reached out and laid her palm on his massive front limb— paw? She still wasn’t sure. “Bloom. Look at me. Please?” She repeated, gently as she could manage. Caithe was not a woman well versed in being a comforting figure, in being someone who offered their shoulder to one in need. But Bloom needed her. He chose to come to her, about this. She could only imagine the courage it must’ve taken him to trust her with this, after everything. Slowly, Bloom opened his eyes and leaned down, so his massive head was closer to her. He still curled his arms in around himself, clawed fingers making grooves in the thicker bark along his arms. Now Caithe could see the tears welling up in his golden eyes, and her heart ached. She could see her brother in his face, or perhaps she merely imagined she could. But his eyes, glowing amber in a way that made part of her mind want to vanish and hide away from his gaze... that was not Trahearne. And it never would be. “I’m sorry, Bloom.” She murmured, stepping towards his face. “For making you believe you had to be him.” Caithe hesitated before she reached out, gentle as she wiped away the tears at the corners of his bad eye. It was a little easier for her to avoid the massive thorns along his cheek and jaw, she told herself, but Bloom leaned into her touch and she knew it wasn’t that simple. “It is cruel, to expect you to be a man you have never met.” Caithe muttered. “You cannot choose to be someone you are not.” Briefly, unexpectedly, a memory surged in her mind- a memory of Trahearne saying something similar to her once, years ago.

“You are not as cruel as you pretend to be Caithe. I think we both know that.” He said, his voice calm but sad. Caithe pretended to ignore him. “…I miss Wynne too, you know. And Riannoc as well. It is okay to mourn, Caithe.” “I don’t need a lecture, Trahearne.” “I am not here to lecture you.” Trahearne’s hand came to rest on her hand, steadying her grip on the vial of poison she was preparing. “Aife told me about Faolain leaving the Grove. I promise you, Caithe, you are not alone. You do not have to harden your heart. You do not have to be someone you are not.”

She had yanked her hand away from him back then, snarled something about not needing him to tell her who she was, and stormed off, not ready to confront her feelings, never mind share them. Caithe took a deep breath, letting her hand simply rest against Bloom’s cheek. “You do not have to be someone you are not, Bloom. Just because you do not know who that is yet, does not mean that you have to pretend.” She said, meeting his eyes. “I am sorry, Bloom, truly, that we… that our expectations—“ She shook her head. “We have made you feel this way. It isn’t fair to you. And for that, I can only offer my apologies, and try to do better.” Caithe hesitated. This was where her knowledge faltered. Was this when she offered a comforting hug? Could she hug Bloom? His size certainly made it questionable, and the pain he has described to Taimi made her wonder if a hug would even feel pleasant in his situation, or if it would just be another reminder of how out of place he was among the rest of Dragon’s Watch. Between Bloom and the Commander... she had a life time of apologies ahead of her, and not the kind that hugs would be enough to bridge the gap. “Caithe.” Bloom muttered, and even though he spoke quietly, she could still feel the depth of his voice in her chest while standing this close. “Yes?” “Thank you.”

[menelaiad]

the narrative/timeline of the tantalids as i understand it.

[dailykugisaki]

Day 279 | id in alt

It bit him in the ass I'll say that much lmao (left to right)

[isatoru]

“stop saying i’m your good girl.” and you’re warm in the face. close to crying because of course, he forced you to say that. something so mortifying to you and gratuitous for him.

he asks who’s a good girl like every time you cum, every time you let him do something perverse. almost like he’s getting you used to being his good girl. i think he really does get off on how meek and shy it gets you when he praises you because given the man that he is, you should know not to be swooned by him…

and you ask him to stop with this mousey little voice that makes his dick throb…….he thinks you’re hesitating, thinking twice, about not being his good girl.

you never convince him to stop in the end and he fucks you stupid with the phrase “i’m sorry, i’ll be your good girl again” until he’s satisfied (stops sulking) again. XD

DIOR .

[halfusek]

i drew my minecraft oc and my friend’s @waruihoshi technically an oc more like an npc on the minecraft server she roleplays as fnjkfdfd in the style of cult of the lamb because my oc runs a cult of the pink sheep :]

[arielluva]

i keep forgetting people actually find everywhere at the end of time scary bc im like "yayyy dementia music ^_^" whenever i hear it

[redr0sewrites]

just read the most earth shattering mind blowing existence boggling painful wonderful glorious jayvik fic and it was called You May Be Entitled to Financial Compensation by @oncetherelivedaboy URGRHRHHR IT WAS SO GOOD IM GONNA CRYYYY I CANT WAIT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER LIKE IT WAS GENUINELY AMAZING AND IM ALREADY PREPPING MYSELF TO CRY AGINNN IT WAS JUST SOOOO GOOD AND I LOVED IT SM KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK AND I LOVE LOVE LOVE UR FIC

yapping in the tags as usual <\3

[icedgarlic]

thinking abt my wip

[raksh-writes]

Oh to write a line that is such an emotional punch to the gut you have to take a break and maybe even go on a walk, like oof

[triglycercule]

yada yada happy halloween to these FREAKS (and you guys :3 and myself i gusss :3) doodle from art class that i GUESS could be considered halloween...... idk ok idk ok something was up with me when i drew this