#wear wolve

[nineraeix]

stupid bastard man (affectionate).

[kipsa-hoy]

Pov your the floor

[neodiekido]

little red riding hood and the boy who cried wolf

[choccy-milky]

ok settle down anon cw: my face🗿

😍😍😍JUMPSCARE😍😍😍 this pic of me cracks me up so much because i look like that creature from aoi oni LMFAOO ok but heres a non crackhead pic of me i took today upon waking up at 5pm and before washing my face like the nocturnal disaster that i am

u can tell that i cut my own hair bc look at that stray piece hanging down and how uneven it is LMAOOO i aint payin someone like 70 bucks for a haircut THEYRE A SCAM!! I CAN DO IT MYSELF🤺🤺🤺

also since we're on the topic i posted these on twitter but if u dont have twitter and didnt see them I WANNA SHOW THEM OFF AGAIN BC THIS DRESS IS SO CUTE

its from miss patina if anyone is curious😩 i have so many of their dresses which i highly recommend and UGH....the feminine urge to draw clora in every single one of them is SO STRONG....im also a hermit and barely ever go outside so fully expect one day that im just gonna post ALL my dresses just so that i can show them off to someone LMAOO🥰🥰

[solifelessblog]

I just love the idea of Hunter sharing his interests with his dad

Please reblog, don’t repost :)

[nomsfaultau]

@cupidl0vesy0u ‘s Puppy Tomtom and Lambs!sheepdog Phil

[scootarooni]

i never posted the dishsoap drip here???? man.

[flowerakatsuka]

Osomatsu-san x Harimaware! Koinu The Chara Shop ( 2024 )

[wlwdwtys]

Well that's not a lamb. Or. TLWW not-Tommy fanart!

All individual frames:

My favourite is the second btw cause his fur looks like roses and it's just generally creepy. Also we haven't really got a canon not-Tommy design, I think, besides canine teeth and 4 twisting horna so I took creative liberties.

Author of The Lambs Wolves Wear - @nomsfaultau

[guess-i-do-art]

People actually like my Dracula AU?? What??

Have a silly doodle I made :) vampire Jonathan doesn’t believe in gravity

He’d probably somehow sneak into Mina’s house after learning she followed Dracula back to Transylvania. Absolutely no warning… he just appears™️

[blaithnne]

Came across these old drawings where I experimented with an alt outfit Lauren. Still not entirely sure what I want to do with it but it’s definitely staying in rotation.

[navinityart]

🐽🐽🐽

[merlinunderpressure]

he deserves to smile (2 forms!)

[staticymaticyyourlifeisatravesty]

The Carved Skull (Part 1)

(In which Lilith adjusts to the Imperium and Rogal Dorn finds out his niece shares a hobby with him)

Tags: Bone carving, mentions of an Astartes getting maimed, brief mention of death, and explorations of Baal culture

Folk: @sirpuddingcup @jaghatai-khock

(Note: Kakek is Indonesian for Grandfather)

It had been a year since Lilith arrived on Terra and she still didn’t really like the Adeptus Astartes. They smelled wrong. Chemicals, drugs, and a certain unnatural scent that she had yet to become used to. She didn’t understand how her father seemed to accept them so quickly and she had no regrets about scratching the face of one of Horus’ Luna Wolves. She didn’t really know what his name was, something like Ulysses or something of the sort; she hadn’t really paid attention. What was nice was that they’d stopped trying to get so close to her. She greatly preferred that, though Sanguinius had been trying to get her to play with some neophytes. She wasn’t entirely sure of them, for she was used to having to be careful due to her claws and teeth.

One wrong move and she could kill someone, even if it’s by accident. She was uncertain. However, she’d quickly grown close to Malcador, a man she had come to see the same way as the elders of the Blood. Mentor and Grandfather both, with Malcador seeming to like it when she called him Kakek, a baalite word often used for Grandfathers, though Lilith had never had one to give the name to for her mother’s father had long since passed. 

Certainly she had the Emperor as a grandfather, but she was forced to call him that in Gothic, never in her native tongue and besides he was nothing close to being that in her eyes. Not after her mother’s death. Thus she often said it very impersonally compared to Malcador. Which was what had led to her carving a skull with intricate designs, designs that came quickly to her. After all, she’d had many lessons over the years on how to carve bones, it was just something the Blood did. Lilith didn’t understand why the Imperium had such plain bones. It was tasteless, for those were the bones of something living once; they deserved to be adorned unless of course they’d done some terrible crime. Then they got no markings at all.

Perhaps that’s why so many bones were unadorned…? But no that couldn’t be right because Kakek had said that the Servos Skulls were an honourable thing. It didn’t make a lick of sense to her, but not much really did about this place. So she just busied herself about making Malcador a Servo skull that was properly honoured. Maybe she’ll be done by time this is over and she’ll be able to give it to him when the next time comes for when he teaches her Gothic. She liked her little lessons with him, even if she didn’t always understand the words he spoke, though she caught on quickly. She was told it was because she was the daughter of a primarch that she learned things so quickly. Kakek said that he’d explain what a primarch was when she was older. She decided to hold him to it.

In the meantime, she would carve. She carved alone for a while, before she heard heavy footsteps and the strong scent of oil, metal and cured furs signaled the approach of Rogal Dorn, her Uncle. Lilith was not exactly sure what to think of her father’s brothers; they were strange and she stiffened as Dorn approached her. He made a small rumbling noise in his throat, an indication of wanting to see what she was doing. It was easier after all, until she fully learned Gothic, most of her uncles communicated to her in this way. She understood well enough, and showed him the skull she was carving to which Dorn’s eyes widened and a warm smile appeared on his normally quite unsmiling face. 

The Skull was handed back to her, and he left, only to momentarily return with his own carving tools and sat across from her to carve as well. She looked on curiously, and watched as he carved what looked like a ram..? She thinks that’s what they’re called, she’s not entirely certain. It’s different from her swirling patterns and little runes, though she noticed the additions of circles and some lines here and there. It was fascinating and she relaxed slightly, allowing her wings to fluff as she returned to her own carving. 

Dorn for his part enjoys that he’s found that his niece likes to carve bone, and catches the sigh of a smile that shows off her fangs. So that was what Sanguinius meant when he’d said that she’d been smiling smaller than usual. He hopes she grows more comfortable and smiles more naturally, for he thinks he’s going to come to rather like his little niece with her bone carving far beyond that of which Dorn expected of someone her age. Besides it was nice to simply carve in silence, and look up to see her carving runes that he supposed must mean something in her culture. After all, she and Sanguinius had come wearing light yet elaborate clothing that had generally covered their faces and heads. Dorn had been rather taken aback by it, with Sanguinius’ amber almost golden eyes that were remarkably like the Emperor’s yet somehow nothing like them, and Lilith’s rather vivid reds like that of freshly spilled blood. Still, his brother had quickly adapted, having been taken beneath Horus’ wing, and Lilith… Dorn wasn’t sure about Lilith. He’d seen her around Malcador, and had even heard her calling him something in her native tongue, but she rarely spoke. Not to mention the whole thing with the poor Luna wolf who’d had to have his face surgically put back on. Nerves he thought. She seemed not to like them, and from what Dorn had seen, was quite aggressive. 

Still she was much calmer now, and Sanguinius expressed hope that she’d bond well with her new brothers. Personally Dorn thought the sooner she did the happier she’d be, because she was still just a child, and one that seemed to enjoy playfully pouncing on people if the times Sanguinius had been playfully lept on was any indication. It reminded him much how a young cat or wolf would play, with how she pounced on her father. She could use some proper playmates. Baselines probably wouldn’t be all that safe considering what she can do to an astartes, but he figured she deserved a little bit of fun, even if soon she would likely be trained as a warrior. At least he assumed she would be, considering her impressive height even at this young age. Dorn strongly suspected she was like her father and himself, however the hell that worked and thus he thought it rather redundant if Lilith wasn’t to be a warrior to fight in the crusade. Maybe he’ll see if she’d be interested in learning how to clean a bolter later. That sounds like a good idea. 

[weaverofink]

My sonic OC :) her name is Dizzy and her hobbies are lounging around and giving terrible advice

[thelastdayalive]

and his beautiful face in his leather and lace 💗🖤