#even if it's not anytime soon

[sabotourist]

"How are the blues?"

"A pain in my ass, every single day. No wonder Sarge took that grudge to his grave."

"If anything happens, just call me."

"We have been missing an inept medic around here."

"I know my way around a body, thank you very much!"

Sometimes memories pass down in the form of a rookie medic-in-training and the neurotic leader of a box canyon boot camp.

[belovdly]

the krbk voices call, i must answer

[moonsun2010]

6 November - It's finally over 🌅

these are part of an animatic summarising Dracula, which you can watch here (i would say new readers beware, it has spoilers for the book but well... we are at the end already)

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[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF movie “Mike” and Vanny talk about the Mimic..

[choccy-milky]

MC doing what we all wished we could do (aka napping on the floor with ominis )😴💕

[mechaseraph]

Sweethearts 💕

Less edited versions under the cut

+some other sketch I had of em

[deerspherestudios]

Hello hello! I'm excited to announce my submission for the Monstrous Desires 2024 Jam: Astronought is out! 🌑🎉

If you're interested, I really hope it's not with the expectations that it'll be similar to MO. I really wanted to try out different things with a new character and had a lot of fun with the process!

Be sure to heed the general warnings, and if you're sensitive to body horror,,, maybe sit this one out hjhs (tbh it's my first time attempting it so it's probably not even that graphic but just a heads up! There will be mentions of fleshy things!)

Anyhoo, I don't know if MO enjoyers will like it, but it's certainly a game I made! If there's any bugs/issues I'll get to them as soon as I can! Maybe you'll like it, maybe you won't; I made it, so have it! <3 /aff

[zombolouge]

nuance and discussions of the value of art/entertainment aside, i gotta say

RIP to nintendo for announcing the price of a luxury item the day before the entire world economy was thrown into a doom spiral. baby girl, you didn't stand a fuckin chance no matter what your math was. L + ratio + F to pay respects.

[princescar]

Cuntzuru Cumukura

wtf

[feza-creations]

yinnovating (wip)

[luminut]

thank you boonboomger!

[clone-futon]

Happy (late) cat day (=^-ω-^=)

I tried to write something, but didn't make it in time.. but welp, whatever ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

It was translated from Vietnamese so some parts might look wrong but I'm too tired to check it now so yea, enjoy :'D

Surrounded by at least one, two… two dozen cats, Kid looked no different from a giant cat trapped in a pile of soft fur, completely cornered with no escape. A black cat was curled up asleep next to him, another had crawled into his hat as if it were its home. The rest were sprawled all over—on his legs, his arms, and even one hanging lazily over his shoulder. Kid lay there, his face three parts helpless, seven parts resigned, as if he had accepted his fate.

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"...How did it come to this?" Conan blinked, looking at the scene before him with a mix of confusion and amusement.

"Don’t ask…" Kid mumbled, his voice tinged with a kind of bitter (yet amused) resignation. "They just started climbing on me and… now I’m stuck."

Kaito Kid had found himself in plenty of ridiculous situations throughout his thieving career, but being swarmed and accepted as one of their own by a horde of cats had to be one of the strangest.

It had started innocently enough. A white cat had padded over, rubbing its head affectionately against his arm. Then another had hopped onto his lap, curling its tail around his wrist like it was claiming him. And then another. And another.

Before he knew it, Kid was completely trapped in a cocoon of soft fur, waving tails, and wide, gleaming eyes. They rubbed against him, nestled into him, purring contentedly as if he was the coziest, warmest thing they’d ever found.

Sounds cute, right? What’s the problem?

Well, there was a problem.

He couldn’t move.

Every time tried to move, one of the cats would dig its claws lightly into his clothes, holding on it, prevent him from escaping. The moment he even thought about getting up, multiple pairs of round eyes would fixate on him, filled with such innocent reproach that he froze, guilt-stricken.

And so now there was Kaito Kid—the master escape artist, the thief who could slip out of any trap—lying utterly defeated, letting the cats do whatever they pleased.

Conan stood there with his arms crossed, watching for a moment before a smirk, entirely devoid of sympathy, spread across his face. "Well—looks like you fit right in with them, Kid. Maybe because you’re a cat too?"

"Meitantei." Kid cracked one eye open, voice flat and resigned. "If you’re not planning on helping me, kindly turn around and leave. I’m busy right now."

"Busy? Blending in with your fellow felines?"

"One of them is chewing on my hair. No kidding."

"Hmm..." Conan said thoughtfully, "Well, since you’re clearly occupied, I might as well take advantage of the situation."

"Don’t you da—" Kid started, but it was too late.

Conan’s soft chuckle was the only warning before he crouched down and casually placed a hand on Kid’s stomach. Once. Twice. Then he started gently rubbing, just like one would with a big, spoiled cat.

Kid jolted slightly but didn’t push him away. His fingers twitched at his sides, and his gaze darted elsewhere. Conan tilted his head. No reaction? No attempt to swat his hand away, no protests, nothing.

He pressed a little more firmly, fingers moving in slow circles over Kid’s stomach through the fabric, watching closely.

Still nothing.

"Not going to fight back?" Conan asked, his hand never stopping.

"You really think I can move without getting clawed to death?" Kid sighed in surrender, glancing sideways at a cat beside him. It smugly stretched out a paw, tapping his cheek with soft pads, almost like a warning: stay put.

So he did.

Suddenly, Conan pulled his hand away. That’s when Kid snapped his head around to stare at him, eyes wide, caught somewhere between alarm and irritation. But Conan didn’t touch him again right away—he simply tilted his head, waiting.

"...Why’d you stop?" Kid asked, voice carefully neutral, but the tips of his ears had gone pink, betraying him.

Conan raised an eyebrow. "I thought you didn’t like it?"

Kid pouted but said nothing, instead burying his face into the mass of cat fur to hide his flushed expression.

Absolutely adorable.

Conan chuckled and placed his hand back on Kid’s stomach, this time moving slower, deliberately, fingers trailing with a teasing softness. Kid shivered but still didn’t protest. The smaller cats around them purred louder, a few rolling over to nudge against Conan’s hand whenever he reached over to pet them too.

Yeah, Conan thought, he could keep this up a little longer.

[radiocity]

The L Word: Lookbook ↳ 2.01, Life, Loss, Leaving

[okinmars]

at this point my brain just might be infected with paraba virus........here's the result of my craziness.....

[chloesimaginationthings]

PHONE GUY DESIGN IM LITERALLY SCREAMONG RBEUBQHGWVS

IM GLAD YALL LIKE HOW PHONE GUY LOOKS!! I didn’t expect so many to be down bad for him-

[luck-of-the-drawings]

THIS THING IS SCUUUFFED AS HELL & ITS ALSO THE BEST THING I HAVE ANIMATED THUS FAR. IM SO IN LOVE WITH EMIZEL. JUST WISH I GAVE HIM MORE STUPID TATTOOS. NEXT TIME THO. NEXT TIME. I ALSO LOVE VEX&VIV SOOOO MUCH. charlies flavor of Deranged is my FAVORITE!!