#four sixes

[auraeseer]

Alerting the woodsman . . .

[pokituu]

HITO!!! [she/he] the purple sketches were some of the first I did of him. Every drawing since I'm slowly figuring her out :3

[keymintt]

got an impulse to animate a little

[jccatstudios]

Six of Crows: A Comic Adaptation

Part 1, Chapter 4

Pages 7–8

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[itemprograms]

[chonggen]

LEGO: Monkie Kid - Eclipse Regressed

Masterpost

Eclipse Regressed is an Au after MK sacrificed himself to save the world and the world was reset. And the reincarnation of Mk still continued the same destiny, but after he knew everything, he tried to escape his destined fate. ( I might redraw the comics )

[ Prologue ] Dream [ Chapter 0 ] Hero didn’t BORN Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 [ Chapter 1 ] Wrong Start

EXTRAS THINGS -

CHARACTERS' REFERENCES -

NK KITTIES'

CHARACTERS' ANSWERS -

NK & MK SHADOWPEACH GANG

OTHER ART -

WAKE UP SLEEP BUGS CHRISTMAS SPECIAL 1 - 2 - 3 CHRISTMAS SHADOWPEACH

[peck2neck]

number yaoi. and yuri. it is both

[mipexch]

tpot15 things

[michax-forever]

Those crazy numbers that I LOVE

[thingybeast]

[taviacoolcat]

colin: and what if i did have feelings for you?

penelope:

[auraeseer]

Off the mark . . . by one.

[samualcheese]

not expecting this to get as many likes as the old one but hey. i remade that lineup

Happy halloween btw ! i was locking in on this so i didnt have time to make something for it. sad

[draconic-lesbian]

You’re so determined to point out the differences between a wyvern and a dragon that you didn’t even notice them making out sloppy style in the corner

[violet-petals-in-the-rain]

Can yall imagine yourself being wen ning marching towards your death (this time willingly) with your sister's hand in your own, all to protect the people you love?

Watching them burn her to death and hearing that its meaningless and that they still plan to continue and kill everyone, you attempt to break out and rush back, but its not possible, and you're confined before long.

It isnt until time passes and in your confinement you hear of how the people you loved and would give everything to protect have all been killed and its through the guards holding you captive jeering and laughing and that the world is celebrating their deaths.

And you can't even weep because your eyes can't cry

They're all dead. What was it for? What was her death for?! What had his A-Jie been burned to death for?

Little A-Yuan,

Granny Wen,

Uncle Four... everyone is dead.

Young Master Wei....Wei Wuxian, the last sight you remember is him lying there helplessly calling for you to not go and you wish you had listened.

You can only greive now. The only thing you can do is scream, and its not enough.

Then they begin experimenting on you, and no one knows you're kept down here, locked away, all alone with people who don't consider you human.

Then you lose your free will, your thoughts and consciousness, until 13 years later.

13 Years Later, you hear a familiar melody calling for you and a seed of hope grows in your chest

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 274

You know what is fun? Baby Ghost Jason. You know what could be even more fun? Ghosts are Dragons. 

Jason? Aware of none of this. 

He was on comms, y’know listening and rolling his eyes at Dickwing, who used his real name, really Dick, he mocks. It’s just a stakeout, nothing new there, honestly boring when he could be blowing something up instead. It should have just been a stakeout. 

Yet there’s something suddenly there, something behind him. Something that causes his hair to stand on end and his comms to spark into static like some sort of horror movie. Something, something with clawed hands with corpse-pale skin tipped in black, stained or dead or something else, tilting his head up and up and up as he’s frozen. 

“A child, out here? Alone?” a voice crackles, hisses, hums, and purrs, somehow all at once, unnatural in its tone. He can’t move, he needs to move, he has to move, but it’s like the space around him has gone cold and dead, like he’s stuck in the Pits once more as claws hold his head and his vision blurs. “Sleep, child. Rest- we’ll be home soon.”