#if I draw more I’ll cry

[dat-lil-shark]

So after three days of grinding my guts i finally completed this rough WIP of my animation of the entire TFP Episode 7 in my Sparkling AU.

I might or might not finish it, it hurts me too much.

[mmmairon]

Love your work!!! May I humbly ask... Puh'lease more Wriothesley!!! Soooo much more...

YES 🤭❤️

[booplesnotts-art]

Drew my favourite silly spooky girlie again because I need it

(*gasp* and in colour too!!)

Couldn’t decide which version I liked more so take both👍

Closeups (ish):

I love drawing fabric now I’m ngl- used to absolutely hate it but after a whole uni project dedicated to drawing primarily fabrics to get me outta my comfort zone, I’ve grown to really enjoy it

[th3-4rk]

Having.. empurata!prowl brainrot..

@keferon got me hooked on it unfortunately I will be thinking about him forever now 💔

[nexahexagon]

Sketches!! From oldest to newest!! There’s something silly abt Tanguish being used as an ice pack. And I love EB just being able to pick up Tanguish, and now I want to draw EB holding Helsknight and Martyn apart at arms length (I imagine Martyn actually being picked up, kicking and flailing like a cat, and Helsknight having a bit more restraint- EB just holding on to the front of their shirt and pushing maybe) I forget that EB is not only tall but strong cuz machine.

[not-a-heretic]

villain and violent, infant and innocent.

pose reference

[thecraftyninjacat]

i will say tho mizi in a hooded cape and purple tinted ivantill is doing wonders for my rwby alien stage au lmao

[appallinnballin]

my yuri

[internetxanarchy]

woe, trollsona be upon ye

meet my trollsona Pixie :3 i discovered that pixie is a subgenre of indie that i listen to a lot + my obsession with the oh hellos inspired me today!! ANYWAY WHERE MY FELLOW INDIE TROLLS AT 🗣️🗣️🗣️

[lulu2992]

Goodbye... but not farewell

In the timeline of “that fic I’ll never write”, this takes place about 12 hours after this.

Story under the cut :)

So, the morning after Taylor and John’s last night together in her bunker, which was also the first they—chastely—spent in each other’s arms, he packs his belongings, dresses nicely (because John Seed simply can’t wear sweatpants in public), and she drives him back to his ranch.

When they arrive, she stops her pickup truck a few meters away from the house… and from the small group of cultists gathered at the entrance, eager to celebrate the return of their Herald.

Upon seeing them, Taylor chuckles softly.

“Looks like they organized a little homecoming party for you”, she comments.

John, sitting next to her on the passenger seat, is also looking at them, a tender expression on his face.

“Yes. I’m back home, I suppose.”

His smile then slowly fades, and he turns to Taylor. When their eyes meet, she notices a hint of regret in his. He’s back among his brothers and sisters, sure, but she’s not coming with him...

“Well... I guess this is goodbye, then,” she says, trying not to let her own sadness show.

“But not farewell,” he assures, nodding.

The Baptist gets out of the car, grabs his coat and his bag, goes around the vehicle, and stops at the driver’s open window.

“Thank you for the ride.”

“You’re welcome.”

“In fact…” he adds in a low voice, placing his hand on hers but making sure that, from his followers’ point of view, it looks like he’s just touching the door, “…thank you for everything.”

She smiles fondly in response, and he just stands there in silence for a moment, seemingly studying her features, maybe trying to engrave them in his memory.

“How I regret not kissing you again earlier this morning when I still had the chance,” he finally murmurs.

The cultists are too far away to have heard him, but Taylor isn’t, and her right hand tightens on the wheel.

“See you again soon, ‘Deputy’.”

He hasn’t used this nickname in a long time, and she lets out an amused huff when she hears if. John, now mischievously smirking, discreetly winks and starts walking toward his ranch.

Although he briefly turns around halfway to give her one last, small wave and bittersweet smile (which she returns), she realizes each step he takes hurts more than the last, and that the further away he gets from her, the deeper her heart sinks into her chest.

It was at this moment Taylor knew there would be no going back.

[possiblyfunny]

Hey, look guys, more art-

HOPE.

I’ve been wanting to draw him like this ever since I first saw him smile, but my will to draw eluded me until now! This started off as a doodle, so, please excuse the messiness. I drew this to de-stress.

“Fire” Red belongs to @creatively-cosmic. They have a blog called @themissingnumbers, which is really good! Go check it out if you want to see more.

[Sketch + Colored Version below the cut!]

[lavender-temult]

why do baby otohan’s colors look like fuckign TOOTHPASTE in this version 😭😭😭

[chibishortdeath]

R.I.P Simon Belmont, he woulda loved the 80s 😔

[rickety-house]

guiiwgghauaiauagguaiaghjjghjjjhhhh

this didn’t fit in the hashtags but donr rb or comment I’m just screaming to myself atm I’ll probably delete this shit tomorrow goodnigjt fuck everything live vs kill

[deklo]

still testing positive 😃

[todayisafridaynight]

Saw this as a post of it's own, wanted your thoughts lmao

I think I just associate shadow w you now

this is what daigo uses to brush back his hair