#wanna be with them in the rain

[urqueerman]

you are the one who I wish to be with when it rains

[colfy-wolfy]

featherless and bipedal. they are HUMAN, let them in your home.

[grey-viridian]

✨Them✨

Sooo... It's my birthday today. Heh.

I wanted to thank every one of you who likes my work, shares it or leaves such heartwarming comments I nearly cry. It's the best gift for me. Your support makes me so very happy!

Thank you!

[draagu]

[butt3rmilkbunny]

Water Ghouls °‧🫧⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

More details/ headcannons below!

- More introverted/ quiet

- Sleek/ scaley

- Moves fluidly through the water/ moves in a slightly gangling way when on land

- Run cold

- Gills on the sides of their necks

- They use sign language under water, so when when they come on land at first they can't speak

- Scents: Ocean, sea breeze, wet grass/ leaves, cucumber

- Magic: water control, communicating with sea creatures, the ability to lure humans with their enchanting voices

[crabsnpersimmons]

i like to tuck my sun and moon into bed when i get out of it, but after seeing your chibi sun and moon, i think of them every time i do now hehe!!

ohhhhh this is precious! thank you for sharing with me! blowing them kisses!! sleep well, little plushies ❤️❤️❤️

the minute i saw your photo i dropped everything to draw this:

shhh

they eepy

[anemonet]

pro tip: you can always put the bugs in little outfits :thumbsup:

[maxthelordagain]

Is there a Rain World mod that just makes it so that the iterator voices keep playing, even if you have the mark of communication?

I AM BEGGING, YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW BADLY I WANT THIS

[parisoonic]

more doodles

[cardi-c]

cuties

[abbybubbls]

So I know very little about the IDW Sonic comics (and don't really plan on reading them) but have seen most of the characters being thrown around long enough where I have to pretend like I know about them when I know close to nothing about each of them... So I took em all and summarized my assumptions about them along with what I actually know, just because I thought it'd be fun! I can't wait to be wrong.

[ghooostugs]

POZNAM CIĘ Z MIŁOŚCIĄ SYMETRYCZNO LIRYCZNĄ (I NIEKONIECZNIE CZYSTĄ)!

dana terrace is asleep post raeda art referencing a very specific polish culture thing (in this case enej because oh my lord amazing band + amazing songs + literally my entire childhood + SO RAEDA CODED)

this will be available as a print soon too:-]

[colfy-wolfy]

murder scugs the epic rain world x murder drones crossover (real)

more info yapping under cut

instead of wings, they get the ability to climb walls, ceilings, and background tiles. also uzi gets rot and probably telekinesis. idk I'm still figuring that out.

N and V (and J) also probably have rot too but it's actively being fought back by their unnaturally enhanced immune systems.

don't question where they got the hats, they just found them ok ! it makes sense, trust.

[soaqrudyz]

they’re in the rec room one dreary afternoon, rain is pouring outside, shaking the walls of the base, and all soap really wanted was a cigarette. he’d been stressed, needlessly, helplessly, and now his one healthy means of escapism is gone, too. he’s about ready to explode, pacing the room like a caged animal, muttering senseless complaints and half baked sentences under his breath.

he’s startled out of his back and forth pace by gaz’s hand on his chest. a snarl finds its way to his lips and he has to fight to keep from spewing all the nasty, venomous thoughts that lay behind his lips.

“you need to chill out, mate” gaz drawls, pushing him ever so slightly backwards. his feet follow, trusting, even through his sour disposition.

“think i don’t know that?” he snaps, “i fuckin’ can’t.”

“that’s why i’m here to help. you’re bringing the whole base down, and you’ll wear a hole in the floor with all that stomping around.”

they walk back until soap is knocked onto the ratty sofa that price found god knows where. gaz maneuvers soap’s head to rest on the arm, his muscles wound tight despite being stretched out. he’s angry. angry and confused and he didn’t fucking like the rain, why did it always have to rain?

“ghost.” gaz calls, and soap notices his looming presence for the first time that day. which was a little shocking, considering the fact that soap could (and had, he’d won 70 quid off the stupid bet) pick ghost out in a crowd blindfolded just from the feeling of his stare alone.

soap realizes he might’ve been more out of it than he realized. the embarrassment only makes his blood run hotter.

“this some sort of intervention?” he growled, hands balled into tight fists.

gaz rolls his eyes and leaves, muttering a quiet “good luck with that.” to ghost and patting his shoulder as he passed.

his brain was a mess, he needed to get back up, needed to do something, fucking anything. the restlessness makes his fingers twitch, makes him burn from the inside out, he’s so god damn angry he could burst into flames.

and then ghost flops down right on top of him, and everything but the roiling thunder outside goes quiet. ghost is a big guy, pure muscle with a (very attractive) bit of fat around his middle. he was twice, maybe three times soap’s weight, no matter how much bulk he was putting on.

he’s overwhelmed by the man. his hands and legs are completely pinned. the weight on his chest forces him to take deeper breaths, which, in turn, make his tense muscles relax. the smell of ghost’s shampoo and detergent makes him dizzy, the soft cotton of his balaclava rubs against his cheek, and soap is mortified to find out he’s getting sleepy.

his eyes try to close, but he jerks himself awake each time. ghost is warm. like a big fuzzy blanket fresh out of the dyer, and really after the day he had, who could blame him for letting go for a minute?

“feels nice..” he slurs, eyes slipping shut again, but this time he doesn’t bother prying them back open.

“go to sleep, johnny.” ghost sighs, an exasperated little thing, and soap can feel the vibration of his voice all the way down to the tips of his toes.

he listens, if not only because it was raining outside and he couldn’t smoke a cigarette.

[rainydaygt]

does anyone else has “filler” characters that only exist in their head and they have never written, drawn, or talked about them to anyone? they’re like people you meet in dreams, just concepts whose only purpose is to fill a specific role in whatever maladaptive daydreaming scenario your brain cooks up??

[butt3rmilkbunny]

hello! I would loooove to see more of your lake and rain and crust if you ever get a chance. I love all of your ghoul designs so much

Anything for you, my number 1 fan lololol! Heres them having enrichment time!