#recreators rp

[lilliancdoodles]

Pac died too many times in hollow knight and said "I play fifa, I play MC with keep inventory, I play the sims, I play city skylines. You can't die in that game. [...] Imagine hideduo family in the sims, it's not a bad idea eh?" or something like that

PAC. ROSE FAMILY IN THE SIMS 4 WOULD BE WILD, BUT I WOULD WATCH ALL OF IT PLEASE.

[zlataisawsome]

Hopped in on the trend. This is old asf but yeah Cassette isn’t my self insert this is (credit to Lexi for the inspiration!!)

[miqojak]

I've been trying to take aesthetic images I like, and re-create them, and spent quite a while trying to get something close to this:

I don't hate the end result, considering I was racing the clock before XIV's maintenance, after finally finding gear that was close enough to the original!

[krazy-for-klara]

Helloooo~! How are my sweetie pees today~?

[j0ht0-gh0sthunt3r]

do ya think you’d actually notice if someone didn’t cast a shadow? or if their limbs were wayyyy too long? or if they had just a liiiiittle too many teeth? like how many times have ya passed Somethin on the street and ya just. didn’t notice it.

[trustgained]

Hot take; people should RP in-game more bc it's fun.

aNYWAY uh.... tiny starter call? Maybe-? Just specify a muse if you're a multi-

[blvckentropy]

The Queen is here - Juno Birch

follow me @cosmixmind

[katnficer]

day 7: drip

[your-local-grinning-cat]

SOOOO CHENYA WHAT IF I SAY THAT CHESSIE HAD CATNIP NOW SHE'S STARTING TO SEE RAINBOWS? :3

Ahhhh, catnip! *grins*

Is it her first time on catnip? I wish her well! She’s in for a fun time! Rainbows are a fun treat!

[fearyourshadows]

attempted to recreate mine and who you would call 'shadow freddy'-s room. it's not perfect, and i forgot to put myself there. but i will not fix it. i am simply not in the mood to.

[ask-james-madison-stuff]

I drew James in his wedding dress at Herc’s blog but I wanted to show the people who don’t follow him on tumblr NOW REMEMBER

If you repost or reblog this art PLEASE credit me properly

If you wish to recreate this art please get permission from me and also again credit me for the og picture and as always

DONT STEAL.

Btw here’s the reference I had for the dress-well Herc did please don’t make fun of my drawing skills I don’t draw often

[ridragon]

puppy on my lap

puppy on my lap

gonna take a nap

with a puppy on my lap

[samthecookielord]

Clive gets teleported into a roblox obby

i remember wanting to answer this a while back and then being anguished by the state of the modern day roblox game economy upon re-entering my old roblox account but thats ok we stay silly take this low effort edit of timeclive in the first image i found when searching roblox obby peace and love

[realpoi-15]

Decided to do a funny trend that went on in Art Twitter. It used the picture on the right. So I recreated it with my OCs: Tai and Rinni!

[fourfuckinghorsemen]

trust me, I would like to see that too...looks like everyone's a bit delusional over there...Sherlock even agreed with the idea of drugging him...you've convinced me, I'll do a few warning shots

Drugging him? Fucking Christ. How the fuck does he keep a job in law enforcement?

[encrypted-cryptid]

Fic title: "if I could then I would"

'if i could then i would' - every century, the lurking has to relive the fall. over and over and over and - and -

it hates the ouroboros year.

it always fucks with its head, no matter how much it tries to prepare. like clockwork the lurking feels its sense of self get stripped to nothing, built up and set ablaze from the ground up. reborn. it doesn't remember being itself, does not ever remember existing whilst also dreading what is to come. it screams for something, anything to end this fucking cycle and then its gone until -

the hearth has never died. the hearth was extinguished centuries ago. the hearth falls and falls and falls and -

at the end, it claws its way up just like every other time. the void sings to it, bedrock vibrating with its tenor hum as it mocks and coos words of false encouragement until its far enough below again that the lurking can no longer feel its hooks digging under its skin. the heat in its chest dies the further up it gets. shadows coalesce, dragged from the depths, alive and yearning for light and they'll never have it again but -

it craves the ouroboros year. if only for a few seconds of that light it will never have again.