#out of hyenas

[matoitech]

my bf said hyenas were very Me so i drew myself as one

[theshippirate22]

season 3 starts. normal pan of The Street in soho. Nina is bussing tables. Maggie is opening a shipment of records and excitedly sorting them. Muriel is answering the phone, and while they’re wearing markedly more human clothes than we previously saw them in, the conversation they’re having with the other end of the line is unsurprisingly cryptic and/or misunderstood. We see a pale hand with a black sleeve take the phone and hear him mutter something along the lines of “fuck off” before slamming the phone back on the cradle. there’s an immediate cut from his hand to a startlingly similar one- but with a white sleeve instead. he’s tracing a familiar black car parked on the curb with tentative fingertips like he’s trying to summon a memory.

The bell to the bookshop rings and the door closes absurdly loudly in the silence. “Hello!” Muriel cries, reaching for the man behind them. He’s turned away, arms full of books that don’t really need to be moved but it gives him something to do.

“We’re closed,” he says vaguely, adding quickly “Indefinitely.”

“That’s a shame.”

Crowley drops the stack. The books clatter to the floor in a deafening heap. Muriel makes a noise like it physically hurt them

Crowley turns to face Aziraphale. It’s an awkward, stumbling moment of silence.

“I suppose you’ve come to take me to heaven, then.”

Aziraphale smiles. “No.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t think you’d like it.”

[mirakurutaimu]

Sorry if this is a bother but do you have the dead by daylight paint can tech video still? It's my favorite video ever I was going to show my friends but your twitter is locked now.. I miss her

i gotchu. 100% THE most legendary game of DBD i ever played

[bigcatbulges]

Source - DANNON_511

(Artist's FurAffinity Itaku Pixiv Bluesky and Picarto)

[will-bonna]

artificer design (very hyena inspired)

aiming to design every scug how i see them/in my style but knowing me i’ll forget so we’ll see how that goes

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

Heroes of Millennium (HoM) AU

Act 1: What was left behind. - Part 1 <- Part 2 (here) -> Part 3

[c-rowlesdraws]

recent DnD character commission - a gnoll adventurer having a peaceful evening under the northern lights.

[yeenybeanies]

eventful day in the 141 group chat

(meme)

[scalefeathers]

So my Dark Urge playthrough as Zenos yae Galvus is going amazing

[queer-petplay]

I just need to be your puppy. I'll always be your good puppy. At the end of the day, it's the only thing that matters.

[meeks-just-wants-to-scroll]

Inspired by my recent encounters with a Bracken I recorded for a video.

[anoddlystoatishhyena]

Just Like Glass

CW: slight body horror (disfigurement/amputation)

(This is also quite a long post, so bear that in mind)

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Notes: THIS IS MY FIRST WRITTEN THING EVER I HAVE NO EXPERIENCE WITH WRITING - This is somewhat based of Land Of The Lustrous/Houseki No Kuni because I have been SO hyperfixated on that, and also inspired by this image that I have found on Pinterest:

If you know who originally made this picture please let me know Ok back to the fanfic-

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It'd been a while since Glass Joe would get to fight against another boxer, having been injured pretty badly in his previous fight against Bald Bull. The Turkish boxer had managed to do quite a number on him, so much so that the Frenchman's personal doctor was worried some damage would be more permanent than the usual brain damage or broken ribs. Luckily, Great Tiger offered to help, to speed up the healing process if it meant Glass Joe could get another turn in the ring faster. How kind of him. Now Glass Joe's in high spirits, not just because he's not in pain from his former injuries. The Administrator has just informed him that his next fight is only tomorrow, and it's against Disco Kid of all boxers. The happy-go-lucky boxer from Brooklyn is the only other fighter with a negative win-to-loss ratio, so Glass Joe was hoping he'd be able to snag another win from this next fight. It won't fix the ninety-nine losses, but he figured he had to start small to work his way up.

"I'm telling you, mon vieux, I'll be able to improve my win to loss ratio eventually!" The Frenchman exclaimed, explaining his plan to Von Kaiser as the two walk down the hall. "I may never make it a positive one, of course, but it'll be better than just one!"

Von Kaiser could visibly see the pep in Glass Joe's step, as he stomps next to him in his usual stiff and tense walk. "...I must say, Mein Freund, I admire your dedication. You've been doing this for... how long now?" "Hmm... around twenty years, if I'm not mistaken." "Really now?" Von Kaiser paused, his eyes narrowing for a moment as he attempted to do the maths in his head. "...I've been here around twenty-two years. I will admit, I'm surprised time has flown by so quickly." "It really is a wonder, non?" The Frenchman remarked, as the two finally make it to the WVBA's lobby. "Perhaps we can reminisce over a lovely coffee and croissant from the local café? My treat, mon amour!" This is met with a stern sigh and weary chuckle from the German boxer, Von Kaiser moving one of his hands out from behind his back to pinch the bridge of his nose. "You always find a way to twist my hand into taking you to that café, don't you?" He scoffs, though his tone is more of a joke than an actual show of annoyance. "...Fine. Let's go."

Luckily, the weather is perfect for a small walk to the cafe - The sun is bright, the clouds adorn the sky in many odd shapes, and there isn't a drop of rain in sight. The two older boxers walk out of the lobby to the WVBA, Von Kaiser reaching for the stairs' railing and holding onto it with one hand tightly. "Remember to actually use the handrails, Joe." He speaks up sternly, glancing back at the Frenchman as he begins to descend the concrete stairs. "I don't want you undoing the work Great Tiger has done to heal you." "Oui, oui, I know..." Came the dejected reply, as Glass Joe reaches for the handrail and begins using it to get down the stairs as well. "...It feels like you tell me to use the handrails every time- wuh-woah!" Of course, Joe being clumsy ol' Joe, he somehow manages to lose his footing, missing a step and grabbing onto the handrail to catch himself. The sharp sound of glass breaking cuts through the air, stunning Von Kaiser into silence for a moment. Glass Joe can see Von Kaiser tense up from the sudden noise, the German boxer's grip on the handrail nearly denting the metal pole as Von Kaiser attempts to calm himself down. Once he recovers enough to begin breathing normally again, he sighs with a disgruntled scoff as he glances back at Glass Joe. "D-Did you somehow manage to break your little compact mirror again?" "...Non, it wouldn't have been that loud.. Maybe Aran broke one of the windows back inside." "But the noise came from here." "...You're right, maybe-" Glass Joe begins to talk, but the second he stops looking around for the source of the noise, and looks down at his foot, the one that missed the step, he goes silent. His foot has somehow shattered into pieces, the translucent, glass-like shards reflecting the sunlight as they lay on the stairs. The impact has reduced Glass Joe's right foot to nothing but a jagged stump, the two men staring down in horror at the gemstone-like shards now scattered across the ground. "M-Mon dieu.." "..Oh mein gott."

[laugtherhyena]

Wasn't originally planning to but motivation hit me like a truck so here's the adult Ayame sprites! Finally!

Same deal as last time, feel free to check these out and use in whatever you please, just as long as it's not anything gross and credit is given (you don't even need to tag me)

[fishareglorious]

i'd like to think in this scene as kakania gets teary over isolde, hofmann is in her seat pointedly ignoring what's happening and there's this split-second moment between her and marcus meeting eyes and silently greta convinces her to comfort kakania.

hofmann's thoughts go something like "hm, letting marcus have hands-on experience on how to deal with emotions running high in a controlled environment is a good decision to make. also. this means i won't have to partake in any of this woman's complicated relationship drama with isolde dittasdorf.

god im not touching that with a ten foot pole as much as i can."

later does she know she gets roped into it in the worst way possible

[lgetbloody]

I made this discovery last night and I need to share it with the world…

[herssian]

i never watched the new star wars trilogy and my franchise knowledge is leaning towards obi wan is jesus memes than deep lore enjoyer but can someone please explain to me the internet-wide, never-before-seen backlash towards anyone who created reylo content or admitted to enjoying them as a concept back in the day?

and i don't mean this sarcastically either. all i know about them is Good Aligned Protagonist and Villain Who's Actually Han Solo's Son and literally nothing else. NOTHING else. but i have to know. i have to finally know. was one of the actors a terrorist or some wild outcome of the sort that had people getting their pitchforks at reylo. or were people simply averse to the idea of their protagonist being in cahoots with the bad guy. i NEED to finally learn the truth. i'm sweating just at the idea of being so close to the answer