#idk just in case LOL

[factory-of-bullshit]

I missed them

So I drew them :3

[killemwithkawaii]

LET THE MAKEOVER BEGIN~ >:3c 🎨✨

This is just the super basic sketch and it's already looking SO MUCH BETTER ldfaklf

Alright my darling kouhai, my first question:

I'm DEFINITELY making masked and unmasked alts, but which face design should I go with...? 🤔

'Face-hole' design examples: [X] [X] [X]

'Canon-compliant' examples: [X] [X] [X]

[CW: some links contain NSFW, minors DNI!!]

[starrillyy]

i fear ella and tadius are my new otp

[basketobread]

I just realized you can get music proficiency despite not being a bard by helping alfira with her song via the lute?? finally my cleric can do what she was always meant to do: call upon her spirit guardians to kill everyone while playing a menacing sea shanty

[ralofofriverwoods]

friend if you're doing art requests then you KNOW i gotta request my girl ayda

Yesyesyes! Ayda is the best

And here she is! Drowning hell for crossing her paramour. Definitely one of my fav battle moments for her<3

Also very much so regretting not drawing her sooner, the hair alone is amazingly fun to do

Here’s another one without the background as well

[serial-kissing]

I love spring :D

[powies]

46﹕ sender  pulls  receiver  out  of  harm’s  way . (spas!marco @ beretta)

𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 / 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

thin fingers curl around stiff handle of the whip, and they pull. and pull. and they pull again. the feel of braided leather bites at the skin of her palm and beretta minds it not- no. she prefers it. enjoys it. weight hangs heavy on the other side but hunter stays grounded on building's edge; chin tilts and ankles are crossed- dainty and with some leisure, she is a lady after all.

softly, she hums; it's a sweet tune she'd heard some time ago in this god forsaken cesspool of a city. a pleasant song, one that mixes and mingles with the bustle of the streets beneath her — every word, every every scream, every guttural and wrenched cry that come from down below.

whip bows again, tagged scum continues to struggle against barbs buried deep into it's neck. tag's feet dangles only inches from the ground but finds no reprieve, can't. raw fingers scratch and pull at her weapon, it cries out for help but all that escapes are strangled wailing, drowned out by own blood and teeth and tongue. what a sweet tune indeed, she thinks. despaired cries tinging pink to the apples of her cheeks.

it's no use, silly rat : once in beretta's grip, there's never more a chance to escape.

hunter's lips curl back into a smile and she flicks her wrist, whip's spine only coils tighter and tighter, tighter again! A SNAP. body at the end of her weapon falls limp and comes untangled from barbed thong and onto the ground with a thud. a pity it didn't last long, playthings always too quick to break.

gaze sweeps the alleyway below, it seems minimi and maverick are making quick work emptying the buildings and garages. no matter the nook or cranny, the hunter will always find the prey. tagged monsters run and hide and run some more — pathetic little things will never be fast enough. there's a swell of what feels like pride that blooms in beretta's chest as she watches the fellow destroyers carry out their mission with a swiftness.

feeling doesn't last long, however.

❝  HKK — !  ❞ there's a lapse in sense in which beretta suddenly sees upside down. comfort of concrete is no longer under her and she's quick to act — tucking head beneath body with legs folded to make safe landing on the back of the corpse previously dropped. so sweet of it to break her fall~

beretta looks up, the sun is especially bright today and yet. something wet hits her face- rain? no, couldn't be that . . . hand opposite to the one cradling weapon raises to block out beams above her and she squints. another body ( parts of it, anyway ) hangs right over the edge she'd previously sat. knife falls to her feet and laughter rumbles from her depths. above dead tagged was her peer, looking back down to her. so serious. so bloody.

definitely not rain, indeed.

fellow hunter offers a large wave of her arm and she's grinning again, voice firm but still so soft as she calls to him.

❝  oh, spazzy wazzy, you saved me! my knight in shining wire!  ❞

[tirfpikachu]

*comes to your door dressed as Santa Claus* Trick or Treat!

YAAAYYYYY MERRY HALLOWEENIE!!!!!!!!!!!!! TREAT PLS 🙏🎄👻

i'm picturing you looking like this guy

(THE EYES FREAK ME OUT o_O)

[emberglowfox]

birds of a feather

[viperblossom]

changed username

whoarethesecats → viperblossom

[artist-rat]

some epilogue vibes (an excuse to draw some hugs. and my durge so many times)

[thecmaly]

adoptbduction

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more windbreaker comics

[candyheartedchy]

IM BLUSHING SO BAD RIGHT NOW OMG OMG OMGGGG!!!!!!! HIM AND HIS CHAIRMAN ROBE 💗

Thank you for this!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️

Happy Birthday @candyheartedchy!

I couldn’t help but make a fun little edit as a gift! 😊

[just-qonika]

"i really, loved the literature club."

id like to think after monikas "deleted" this is how it feels to look back on everything that happened; she has a guilty conscience once she realizes how far everything got taken, and how bad it really was.

ᵐᵒⁿⁱᵏᵃ ᵍᵉᵗˢ ˢᵒ ᵐⁱˢˢ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳⁱᶻᵉᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗⁱᵐᵉˢ ⁱᵗ ᴴᵁᴿᵀˢ :⁽ ˢʰᵉˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃⁿ ᵉᵛⁱˡ ʸᵃⁿᵈᵉʳᵉ

[fmab]

for the gay people in my phone

[bunnieswithknives]

Wow Dale I didn't know you liked entomology! 💕