#ima keep using it

[mjtheartist04]

Finally finished this piece…and godly- this is the most prettiest thing I have ever drawn and colored in my whole life👁️👁️…

I wanted to do something different and draw the background✨ also using a different brush to shade and stuff :]

Winter time with your lovely bf💜

[bruhainrot]

DOL SYDNEY’S QNA

Purityguy responded to my questions about Sydney!! If you have any other questions about Sydney you can directly message them as they get back to you very quickly and very active on discord 🫠🫠

So far, I can think of two long-term consequences:

Dismissal event: Sydney feels betrayed.

Sydney may not be able to let go of what happened, leading him to make a stupid long term plan to kidnap the PC. He may end up kidnapping the PC in the adult shop/his house's basement for some kinky bdsm session cause he doesn't want the PC to leave him due to abandonment issues. PC developing yet another stockholm syndrome.

[a-box-full-of-eneco]

boop

[reinafish]

FANKID RAAAAA!!! Weeelll she’s adopted but i think it still counts

[xxplastic-cubexx]

chat ima blow up i think i need him

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[wampabampa]

Screw you apple for making ur products die so fast when you come out with new stuff

Anyways heres a doodle dump so my blog isnt JUST of me yapping. These are both old new and current😔 (img 7 is scrapped)

Im thinking about changing molly to bee? Maybe? Idk. What i DO know is that shes a baddie bitch now from da city😔goodbye ms. My-Dream-is-to-live-in-the-city and welcome ms. Im-walkin-here!

The misty doodle is if she was a bad bitch with mollys personality😔

Also! Cheddar siblings reveal except easy cheese cause i took a break from that and completely forgot about it till now!

[ymirgel]

𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆. encircling grief &. remorse is met at the end of yet another tankard filled with whatever alcohol she could find. desperate to quiet the plighted screams of terror; mothers grossly sobbing their tears unto blood-caked cobblestone. bodies of their husbands hung ruthlessly at the gallows in minrathous's square, parading a horrifying statement intending to ward off defiance against venatori usurpers.

their cruelty never ending; she vividly recalls the pile of bodies during her search for key vendors she's cordially acquainted prior to the devastation wrought upon their home. no mortal can forget fetid stench of decomposing cadavers, especially one whose foot is always six feet from entering her own mental grave.

the beggars plead for coin along the path with only cardboard and wood as their makeshift homes. echoes of the desperate voicing concerns over their missing children, praying for their safety. these lucid recounts gradually dilute from increasing static droning her mind; an audible stream from her own conscience reverberates:

it's all your fault. you failed as a protector of the living.

unable to withstand stomaching this recollection, ymir's head tilts back in tandem to lofting high her tankard; hefty swig barrels down parched throat, accompanied by an exhaled grunt. slamming it upon the table. green peripherals steadily cast toward the lit fireplace, focusing on the sound of crackling wood. as engulfed as her heart is, she swore swift vengeance upon these zealots. an ever-burning quest to eliminate all opposition; heretical foes meeting justice at the end of her skull flail.

she envisions it. like a new movie clip, transitioning to gauntlets caked in crimson. one cannot shed away the blood that stains their hands. another fleeting foreground depicts her boot crushing the skull of a venatori—a memory of what happened after the bulwark returned to minrathous, witnessing the consequences of her actions. she could have saved neve's city. caught in her assumptions that the shadow dragons could fend for themselves. oh, how wrong she clearly was.

and so, wallowing and mulling over the past, yet again, as she looks on in the vicious flames���much akin her own emboldened heart. to quench this thirst for justice. ymir's visage hardens, molding a scowl. motionless, regrets freeze her. brooding in solitude. conceiving her next course of action for revenge.

[foreverxdaydreaming]

x

[beedoes-stuff]

there was an attempt:

[todayisafridaynight]

Religiously i think about one of my twitter mutuals pointing out how aoki's design is subtly asymmetrical while ichiban is more symmetrical

when i think of it, masato's design is fairly symmetrical as well isnt it.....

[shittygothbitch]

Omg I haven't bitched about the shitty first date here yet. I only ever bitch in the tags so check em

[mylifeisruined69420]

assembled my three favorite freaks 🤑

[dreadfuldevotee]

armand's dick can't be mid because he was a sexual slave is such a ghastly take i don't even know what to say. your takeaway "amadeo had a skill" canNOT have been he must by default be bomb in bed. And you put that shit in the main tags????????

Clearly that was the first post of mine you've seen, which is fine. But quite far beyond my main or even secondary, tertiary take away from his traumas or that scene. Which is in part why I didn't talk about my extreme disdain of the jokes that anon was refering to until almost two months out from the episode premiering. If you want to understand my actual opinions and sympathies you are more than welcome to read through my #iwtv meta tag, which. the entire point of tagging (for me) is the organization and ease of navigation on my blog. i tag it interview with the vampire cuz that's what we're talking about

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Does Erik get any Flustering dreams of Charles? We've been VERY well fed on the "Charles dancing on that metal pole" end of the spectrum so now it's made me curious if the master of magnetism has some Nastey Thots,,,

He got that helmet on for a reason dont he …..

[bunnyboy-juice]

oughghgh

[miraofhearts2point0]

DO YOU SEE WHAT I SEE??????