#Kilter

[menheim]

Peder Lindell 🤍

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[adelaideoldburg]

Belgian Warmblood

Belgian Warmbloods are a modern warmblood breed from Belgium known for their remarkable jumping ability and good temperament.

Aero aka SkyFlyer

Stallion - Adult - H&M All In

Charisma aka Charm

Mare - Adult - Dark Chestnut

Chic aka LittleBird

Mare - Youngster - Chestnut

Cyberpunk aka WorldStar

Stallion - Adult - Black Pinto

Darcy aka RichLove

Gelding - Youngster - Light Bay

Everett aka Thunderbolt

Gelding - Youngster - Brown (Seal Bay)

Giddy aka Glittery

Gelding - Youngster - Palomino

Heist aka MoneyVault

Gelding - Adult - Black

Improv aka UnJoke

Stallion - Adult - Dark Bay

Kilter aka UnBreak

Mare - Youngster - Liver Chestnut Pinto

Maddox aka WonderBoy

Stallion - Youngster - Dapple Grey

For a while I felt like I was begging for a new warmblood the last one technically being the trakhner(???), so these guys were a welcome addition. They nailed the jump animation on them which was my biggest want in a warmblood. IDK what else to say but I love them and am waiting for more color variations~~

9/10

[airlockfailure]

last line challenge

rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like). 

I was tagged by @riinoaheartilly Thank you! :D

“I wasn’t allowed to help you.  I disobeyed them,” CC-1434 mutters.  “I was punished.  They took you away.”

Kilter frowns.  “Why’d they put us together if they didn’t want you helping me?”

He feels CC-1434 shrug.

From the OC heavy WIP I'm working on centered around Kilter and Chapel (CC-1434).

No pressure tags @mamuzzy, @kartaylirnaak, @thatonegreyghost, @thatfunkyopossum, @meebles

[averagehighlife]

As much as I hate this injury, it’s a fun challenge to gently push myself and see what I can do

Amyis Gemecker V6/7A⚡️@ 60°

[obiwancablowme]

[cowtron2000]

Kilter feat. Ngaiire - Ice Cream (Triple J Like A Version)

[princeskeltondraws]

MacAdams in a kilt

In my RP with my Fiance we have this idea that MacAdams is actually Alchemist prime. But he has a secret second identity as a therapist named Kilter. Which is just MacAdams in a kilt. I found out kilts are hecking hard to draw though so this in my progress.

[myracegroup]

#unravel

[guywithbeer]

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[menheim]

Peder Lindell 🤍

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[adelaideoldburg]

[toa-archive]

You too can spend so long fighting Indesign that you have to belatedly grab some boards for the week. ANYWAY how about a few panels from the Trollhunters episode, Recipe for Disaster?

If anybody is understandably wondering, Nastaha (Now Natasha Presler-Wicke) with a single exception does not have any of her work public. These are all we have from this episode at this time :)

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[peachsukii]

There’s an unknown darkness surrounding you, your body full of dread. Your veins are laced with panic trying to make sense of what’s going on.

“Hey,” you hear, but it’s muffled, unsure of the direction it’s coming from. You attempt to run, but your feet are too heavy to move.

“Hey!” You hear a second time, fear beginning to engulf your nerves. What the hell is happening? You can’t see anything, and yet, your intuition is telling you to get the fuck out of here.

“Wake up!”

You jolt upward, sucking in a desperate breath as you collide foreheads with Bakugo.

“Ow, fuck! I should’a seen that comin’,” he sighs, holding his head briefly before shifting his attention to you. “Sweets, you were screamin’ again in your sleep. You okay?”

The pain barely registers from colliding with him as you attempt to get your breath under control, a cold sweat drenching your clothes while you blink away the remnants of your nightmare. You couldn’t even remember what was happening - if anything was happening, for that matter. You’re trying to find the words to assure him that you’re okay but they’re trapped in your chest, tears pooling in your eyes from the overload of emotions surging through your nervous system.

Bakugo pulls you into his chest, stroking your hair and back gently. “S’okay, peach. M’here, not goin’ anywhere. Just breathe.”

And you do, one shaky breath at a time while your body regains its composure. You focus on how your cheek feels against his bare chest, soothed by the rhythm of his heartbeat, letting yourself drift off into thoughtlessness.

“Everything’s alright, you’re safe an’ sound,” Bakugo whispers assuringly, lying his head atop yours. He notices the sweat sticking to your back and the tackiness to your skin. “Lemme get you outta those clothes and some water, yeah?”

You nod, letting your arms fall from his back as he shifts out from under the covers. He tugs at your hand to get you to stand up, and once you do, grabs the hem of your shirt to pull it over your head and hooks his fingers into your underwear to slip them down your thighs. He grabs a pair of his boxers and one of his old t-shirts to dress you with, helping you into both garments carefully.

“There we go. You okay if I leave to get you water?” Bakugo asks, kissing your face repeatedly to get you to giggle. “I’ll take that as a yes, stay here.”

He retreats to the kitchen from your shared bedroom, the hallway light lingering in the doorway. Not even a minute passes before he’s back at your side and handing you a tall glass of cold water. He sits you down and places a hand on your back while you chug the entire glass.

“Sorry for waking you, Kats,” you apologize while placing the empty glass on the bedside table. “I don’t even know what I was dreaming about.”

“Don’t apologize, peaches. Ya can’t help havin’ nightmares, I have ‘em too and you’re always here for me. Let me be here for you, too.” He places a kiss to your shoulder before gracing you with a soft smile. “Now let’s get back’ta bed.”

The two of you slide back under the covers together, entangling your bodies to be as close as possible.

“I’m right here if ya need me,” Bakugo comments, kissing the back of your neck before nestling his head on the pillow above you. “Not lettin’ you go.”

When you finally drift back into dreamland, it’s no longer dark - quite the opposite. You’re surrounded by warmth, the sun shining brightly with the wind blowing through your hair. You spot Bakugo walking toward you in the park with two ice creams, eagerly awaiting the sweet treat.

[ofswordsandpens]

thinking about how the (greek) big three swore to never sire any more demigod children because those children are just too powerful (dangerous) and also thinking about how the characters that, arguably, seem to have the greatest proclivity for cruelty in the name of justice or vengeance are also the (greek) big three children... there's something there, a connection to be made I'm sure of it

[t00thpasteface]

ahee hee. giggle

[tiny-steve]

the thing that makes my entire body itch about that darcy confession scene parallel is that that's the fucking MIDPOINT of darcy's and elizabeth's story. you've baked the pancake halfway and you've tossed it in the air and you're holding your breath --- and now you've got to catch it and BAKE THE OTHER SIDE!!! you can't just roll the credits and leave me hanging like that!!! what if there's never a third season??? the pancake is ON THE GROUND NEIL!!!