#ei shadows

[thewandererh]

it is spooky season chat. have some over-a-year-old artles of my kid gathering shadows, unending whispers. he’s an older oc so he’s a lil cheesy, but i still love him very much <33. last year i gave him a lore update where his eyes turn gold and he nearly dies in an event i called “gash”…and then wrote an entire fanfic about it💥. he’s very troubled and half of these images are outdated but it’s ok ^_^. look at my kid. my silly little guy. my EVIL little lad,, if you couldn’t tell from his mischievous smile.

i was testing a lot of stuff when making these way back when. different brushes and techniques and such. it’s was a formative time! since then i know more about ibis so woohoo :]. the silly laughing emoji is the most recent!

[thewandererh]

response from @figitorynonsenseptii :

i love my first silly rainworld iterator group

This is what info dumping oc lore feels like

[wilko222]

just look how terrified they are

when they see how many eyes are on him thys must have been so much of power used by H.E.D.

[ningadudexx]

canonically he is ugly but to me he is a beautiful princess ❤️

[aura-flare]

Dark beginnings was an emotional roller coaster and a half.

[sky-is-the-limit]

P: Phillip Graves x 141!F!Reader

TW: CNC (kinda?), Breeding kink (kinda?)

WC: 979 words

Summary: The Shadows captured you during the 'Alone' mission and Graves just can't resist a pretty soldier like yourself, wink wink 🫶

Phillip Graves loomed over you, his taunting words slicing through the thick haze of your mind while his breath, heavy and tainted with the scent of tobacco, fanned across your face when he leaned closer.

"What would your dear Captain say if he could see you like this, hm?" He mocked with cruel amusement.

The table creaked beneath you, protesting the relentless force of his thrusts. Each brutal stroke sent a wave of heat crashing through your body, the obscene slap of skin on skin filling the air, the sound embarrassingly loud in the otherwise silent space across the illegally occupied base.

You were unraveling, each movement making you crack further, your voice reduced to a litany of breathless whimpers and filthy swears.

Every shred of dignity you had was gone, replaced by the raw, animalistic need he had ignited in you.

You were a traitor. First to your team, then to your Captain and now to yourself. Being captured by the Shadows had been out of your control but this? This dark, twisted pleasure that you found in Graves’ midnight visits? This was your fault. Entirely.

Every time he cornered you, pressing you against the cold walls of your cell, you spat venom at him, swore that you hated him, that you didn’t want his touch. But he always laughed, a low, humiliating reminder of your position before forcing you to face the reality.

The truth that, deep down, in the wicked, most corrupted corners of your being, you wanted this. Ever since he was assigned to assist the task force with El Sin Nombre, he was all you could think about.

Graves thrusted into you again, his brutal pace driving you to the edge, making your body betray you even more as you whimpered and pleaded beneath him with fists clenching at the air, desperate for something to hold onto.

"Maybe I should record you looking like a fucking mess and send it to the asshole-" The older man threatened, his grip tightening on your jaw as he pulled out, the wet sound echoing in the room before slamming back into you, filling you completely.

Your toes curled, ankles trembling as they squeezed around his thighs, his broad, drenched in sweat chest a searing sun against your own. He was immovable, relentless, and it felt like he would go on forever, leaving you with no hope of restoring whatever was left of the person you were before that damned mission in Mexico.

"You love it when I'm using your pretty little cunt, don't you?" He sneered, thick with arrogance. "You love big, bad Commander Graves corrupting every single part of you—fucking hell, look at you.''

You couldn’t deny it, not when your body reacted to his every word, tensing up in response even as you shook your head, tears spilling down your cheeks.

He pushed deeper, harder, his cock brushing against your cervix with each punishing slap. It was heaven and hell, twisted together in the only way Graves knew how to give. Too much and not enough, all at once.

All you could feel was him, every inch of him stretching you out, grazing those most sensitive spots that had you teetering on the edge of delirium.

He was so thick, each slam driving you closer and closer to the brink and your cries only seemed to spur him on, his pace quickening as he pushed with such force that the wooden surface was promised to create lines against the wall behind.

"I'm gonna ruin you, sweetheart." Graves declared, pride drowning in each syllable as his Southern drawl growed heavier with each word.

The promise in his tone made your breath hitch, your heart pounding in your chest as the implication of his words sank in and you knew he meant it, it was sharply defined in the blue fire of his gaze.

"I'm gonna cum inside you, again and again, until you're ruined for anyone else."

The very idea of it, of being marked, claimed, and consumed by him entirely, sent you into a spiral before your arms instinctively tightened around his neck, pulling him closer as if to brace yourself for what was to come.

Naturally, Graves took it as a challenge, a sign to plunge into you even further and your mind went numb, completely overtaken by the sensation and your hips began moving on their own, desperately meeting his ruthless assaults against them.

For a moment, he paused, savoring the way your body reacted to him before his hands moved to the back of your knees, lifting them to rest on his broad shoulders. The new angle had you gasping, the stretch so deep, so overwhelming, that it felt like he was splitting you in two.

Phillip didn’t hold back, he mounted you completely, his toned body towering over you as he began fucking you with a frantic, almost feral intensity.

The surface beneath you made a sound that resonated with you, a loud warning that it would break. You could feel yourself falling apart, every muscle in your body tightening as he pushed you further and further into a state of utter submission and humiliation in the filthy, cold cell.

"You're gonna carry me with you until your last fucking day." The Commander spat out with a sinister smirk, his hips snapping against yours with such precision that sent you over the edge, your body responding with a raw, uncontrollable spasm that made your vision white.

You were his, completely and utterly and there was no escaping the hold he had over you.

[commander-goo]

avert thine eyes or whatever

[damehimari]

Daughter of Marika

 "My purpose was given to me by my mother. But now, I act of my own volition. I have set my heart upon the world that I would have. Regardless of my mother's designs."

Melina to add to my daughters series -

[fusionsprunt]

me when my meteor-powered robot gf attempts to murder me 😳😳

[bl00doodle]

same soul...

[sasoop]

Four Swords Winter's Delight Day 31

Close-ups under cut!

[thewandererh]

more rainworld oc stuFF!! (giving myself a gold star for putting the caption at the top of the post instead). Drawing to music for this one!

finally a lookie at what Twine and Shads have to offer. my two main men. i love them sm❤️🖤 kill eachother then kiss you stupid bisexuals please (gay au might become real,,,)

TW ig. BLOOD !!!!!!!!!!

featuring ofc Twine and Shadows (and their unending hate for eachother💔) and Lunar (Twine’s “dead” gf), SHadow (with an H and no s) who is a ghOST slugcAt who dIed WEiRD and became a iTerAtor OOoOo because SCS made a boDy for him woooOoOo👻👻, uh then previously mentioned SCS but with bonus Currents and Influx✨, more traumatized Twine with a shadowy Shadows tormenting him, angry underwater Amended and Aqueous, Twine pulling a dubious expression that i still adore, completely-irrelevant-to-any-sort-of-lore man Uno Reverse/The Adventure Line iterator guy, Outlaw ripping apart previously mentioned ashfur man, and SCS going sad mode on Currents🩵

Was drawing to shuffled music for this one! Sluggo was here again so there’s some silly feedback from them in places. This was the same whiteboard i drew the Bit by Bit df on which is cool. uh songs mentioned in order are:

Stop the Music - Cosmo Shelldrake (Shads spouting lyrics with lore stuff uhu)

Forget it - Breaking Benjamin (SHadow iterator angst) FUN FACT the blue is SCS talking about Currents and the orange is SHadow

A Dangerous Thing - AURORA (vengeful lil Twine <3)

Wrecking Ball - Mother Mother (silly aa irrelevant arrow guy)

Digital Silence - Peter McPoland (Outlaw pack pack kill kill /ref)

Rot - DBMK (SCS angst)

[darkfluffydragon]

The Cookie Run discord events are fun, here are some things I recently made for them!

Emotes for the Witch's Castle discord, and this extra Shadow Milk Gif that I finished too late for the Kingdom one :(

And the puppets for the puppet theatre event! Featuring: Passionfruit Cookie, Timekeeper Cookie, Bachalomoth the Dreamer and the Blue-eyes Cake Hound :D