#girliesss

[maalidoesart]

my love is mine all mine

[librademetra]

[shirout-poison]

Hagemon dress...

[gvd57]

incredible!!!!!!!!!!!! so detailed too

know literally nothing about them but they deserve only the best

serval's story hurts💔

[enilious]

Her muse

AU BELONGS TO @27nox ‼️‼️

(im so sorry for the notif HAHAHAH)

[skyblueartt]

Henry Emily is like my favorite fnaf lore person and I never ever draw him 💀 uh have him before his depression era! What’s he talking about? Those fuckin robots of course

[angels444yuri]

now that i've hit 1k i'm officially a tumblr microceleb with a cult following and that means i can finally focus on one of my big goals. designing life-size plushies of myself to sell as merch

[burrito-salad]

saki and floramon 🌺

[onas-batlle]

i see you lucy 🥹💖

[sotc]

I keep thinking about Juleic post-trespasser and having to accommodate his combat technique as a Knight Enchanter with his new disability. I think having a shield attached to his pauldron for defensive capabilities is peak. I need to draw this someday soon..

[storge]

LI FEI as Pei Xun The Deliberations of Love (2023)

[nomeniko]

why are milgram men so allergic to swag 😭😭

[iamafootballfanmiasanmia]

Landoooooo Norrissssss!

[moviestarmartini]

hands on my knees for barefaced jude tbh

[vyvernnn]

Babys first internship lets go

I forgot how annoying it is to have to mask all fucking dayyyy

[fatescattered]

@magicxecustos

by the time lydia makes it back to stark mansion, she's certainly worse for wear. her suit is, for the most part, intact – but it's not without a few battle scars. cuts and dents, not to mention the repulsor on her right hand threatening to go out at any minute.

it's nothing she can't fix after a few hours in the shop. the wounds under the suit aren't so easy to work around, unfortunately.

her arrival is announced by a loud clang, and lydia silently thanks the heavens for the house being empty. she'd rather not have her father see her like this, lest he deems it a complete failure.

making her way inside the shop, every step a clanky dissonance, she's startled to find she isn't alone after all. her sister sits at her work desk, surrounded by papers and tools – a familiar scenario for any of the starks.

" sher. " hearing her own modulated voice, lydia realizes she still hasn't taken off her helmet. " wait, hold on. " she strains to remove it successfully, her arms starting to give out after an exhausting night.

lydia lets out a long breath as she finally peeks out from the suit. " i thought you were out too. weren't you going with dad? "