#WesTheMime

[kosepor]

He eats

[emeraldsoulsblog]

[al-arts]

Wesson: a trilogy

[absxntdream]

Hi i drew my son please love him he will give u a balloon

[fuzzychildchopshop]

baby Mickey and baby Oswald by westhemime

[zach-the-fox]

Seems Echo has grabbed the attention some kids. Now, he's wishing that he didn't X3 Echo - me Sebastian - westhemime (DA) Benjamin - @bendyartist15 Krag - motleylombaxcrue666 (DA) Timber - @gummiwings15 Ivy - @startistdoodles

[morewesson]

westhemime

[lil-shit-mccree]

More Wes doodles along with a mini Jaskier #myart #doodles #sketches #traditionalart #pendoodles #pencildoodles #wes #westhemimer #dobtstarve #dontstarvewes #dontstarvewesthemime #dstart #dontstarvefanart #chibi… https://t.co/C8YcH2hwHZ

More Wes doodles along with a mini Jaskier #myart #doodles #sketches #traditionalart #pendoodles #pencildoodles #wes #westhemimer #dobtstarve #dontstarvewes #dontstarvewesthemime #dstart #dontstarvefanart #chibi… https://t.co/C8YcH2hwHZ

— Scottie (@VaguelyAngelic) February 24, 2020

from Twitter https://twitter.com/VaguelyAngelic

[chemsway]

This baby is a cuttie

LOOK AT HIM he is scared :") and still cute

mah gosh

[iwillchasemylight]

Preying Gone Wrong (closed RP with wes-themime)

If things had been any different, Easton would have spent the start of spring lounging on fields of grass and soaking up the presence of newly blooming blossoms. However, this was not home; such activities were luxury out of his reach, and he had to keep himself busy while he could. He had experienced firsthand how catastrophic things could get in winter on the island – he had almost died before he found his way into Wes and Wesley’s camp. With that memory in mind, he insisted to come along when it was mentioned that they needed to collect more silk from the spiders.

The island would have been a beautiful place had it not been intent on killing all its inhabitants. The sky was a clear blue with sunlight bathing the tree leaves and open fields. Blossoms of white, red, pink and yellow bloomed, and the white snowbirds had given way to chirping redbirds once more. With luck, it was no longer so difficult to find a berry bush laden with its tiny red fruits. Easton tried to notice and remember every one of them, how butterflies were fluttering over clumps of small white flowers, how the pleasant drone of bees were in the air, how the breeze felt on his cheeks. If he were not to leave the place anytime soon, he might as well do his best to find beauty in it.

The beauty of reawakening earth, however, was not something that could drive away the fear of fighting. He had made up his mind to do everything in his power to help Wes and Wesley, and yet the truth remained that he hated fighting things. He nervously adjusted the hold on his spear as he glanced over at Wesley. Easton did not know where to look to find the spider nests, but Wesley probably would. 

[kosepor]

[al-arts]

W,,,when you,, when when WWWWhhEEeeEeNNNN

[derrierevous-blog]

Oh my gosh, can you do Grey and Ly? ))

send me a ship for my sexual headcanons:

le babies

what was their first kiss like

(yOU TELL ME) Sort of spontaneous, but it was surprisingly pretty natural. Nice sweet babies smoochin’.

where were they their first time having sex

Grey’s home. (Enter Ly freaking out hOW IS EIT ZAT BIG WEH)

who’s louder

Ly B))

who wakes up first

Lysandre

who performs/receives oral more often

Well, Lysandre never gets head from anyone. So, Lysandre performs, Grey receives.

who tries new things more often

Grey

if they had to choose a third+ person to include who would they include

Non >B{ ( Don’t think either of them would want another person.the

[spearsandquestions]

Lost, Lost, Where is Home (closed AU RP with wes-themime)

The cross-country bus was speeding through the highway, its wheels making a dull roar as they rolled on the asphalt soaked with rain.

The girl was sitting in the backseat in the corner, half her body hidden in shadows. She was staring out the window, and doing very little else. Ever since she had gotten aboard the bus, she had hardly moved, as if she wanted to blend into the background and disappear.

But then, the whole purpose of her riding this bus was just that; disappearing.

She had just broken out of the laboratory she had been held captive, trapped and tortured for her whole life. Every moment in the place had been a memory of pain and humiliation, and she dearly wished to be rid of it. But freedom was still a new flavor for her, and until it became less so, she will have to deal with the weight of her own thoughts; lest she was caught to go through the same hell all over again. She had even gone through a set of inconveniences so as to protect herself; her scaly left face and hand, and her yellow left eye had been clumsily wrapped with bandages, hiding the fact that she wasn’t, in fact, human. It was a flimsy disguise, but it was the best she could manage. She also had a weapon of her own – a long lead pipe, sawn crudely at one end to make a cruel, sharp edge. She held this to her chest, her fingers firmly wrapped around her tool.

Wisia let out a silent sigh through her nose as she saw that the rain outside wasn’t going to cease at all. It had been raining for hours now, and she didn’t like it. Rain always disrupted the small, delicate sounds and smells of her surroundings, and that meant she had to rely largely on her eyes to navigate herself. That had always been a bother and a pain.

But at least, until the bus reached its destination, she would not have to worry about navigation. All she had to think about at the moment was getting as far from the laboratory as possible.

[chemsway]

My favorite Dont Starve Trio  

[iwillchasemylight]

[*hyperventilates*]