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And I feel the power burning like a spear inside of me I feel good, I feel right, I feel a sacrifice

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jonny dville catching salmon like a bear aaand post

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💭❔ (thank you @kalidels!!)

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new episode of MurderBot so of course I had to draw MurderBot trying to understand the bizarre antics of the humans around it.

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my shaylas <3

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AND ALL THIS DEVOTION WAS RUSHING OUT OF ME

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a comic thats lived in my brain ever since i first listened to GPTvsTMK

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This is what you’ll see in your nightmares. Time to lotion up beholding boy.

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Hii! Have you heard of slay the princess? If not then i definitely recommend it ^^

Incredible game. I want what they have.

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Y’know when in The Toy Soldier’s debut it starts quoting a poem with Ivy?

Well, that poem is actually called the Walrus and the Carpenter, it’s from the book Alice’s adventures in wonderland by Lewis Carroll. It’s told to Alice by Tweedledee after she asks for directions. I’m pretty sure most people agree it’s a commentary on religion. And I made a transcript from my physical copy of Alice.

The sun was shining on the sea,

      Shining with all his might:

He did his very best to make

      The billows smooth and bright—

And this was odd, because it was

      The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,

      Because she thought the sun

Had got no business to be there

      After the day was done—

"It's very rude of him," she said,

      "To come and spoil the fun."

The sea was wet as wet could be,

      The sands were dry as dry.

You could not see a cloud, because

      No cloud was in the sky:

No birds were flying overhead—

      There were no birds to fly.

(this is were TS begins quoting the poem)

The Walrus and the Carpenter

      Were walking close at hand;

They wept like anything to see

      Such quantities of sand:

“If this were only cleared away,”

      They said, “it would be grand!”

If seven maids with seven mops

      Swept it for half a year,

“Do you suppose,” the Walrus said,

      “That they could get it clear?”

“I doubt it,”said the Carpenter,

      And shed a bitter tear.

“O Oysters, come and walk with us!”

      The Walrus did beseech.

“A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,”

      Along the briny beach:

We cannot do with more than four,

      To give a hand to each.”

The eldest Oyster looked at him,

      But never a word he said:

The eldest Oyster winked his eye,

      And shook his heavy head—

Meaning to say he did not choose

      To leave the oyster-bed.

But four young Oysters hurried up,

      All eager for the treat:

Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,

      Their shoes were clean and neat—

And this was odd, because, you know,

      They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oysters followed them,

      And yet another four;

And thick and fast they came at last,

      And more, and more, and more —

All hopping through the frothy waves,

      And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter

      Walked on a mile or so,

And then they rested on a rock

      Conveniently low:

And all the little Oysters stood

      And waited in a row.

“The time has come,” the Walrus said,

     ‘To talk of many things:

Of shoes — and ships — and sealing-wax —

      Of cabbages — and kings —

And why the sea is boiling hot —

      And whether pigs have wings.”

“But wait a bit,” the Oysters cried,

      “Before we have our chat;

For some of us are out of breath,

      And all of us are fat!”

“No hurry!” said the Carpenter.

      They thanked him much for that.

“A loaf of bread,” the Walrus said,

      ‘Is what we chiefly need:

Pepper and vinegar besides

      Are very good indeed—

Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,

      We can begin to feed.”

“But not on us!” the Oysters cried,

      Turning a little blue.

“After such kindness, that would be

      A dismal thing to do!”

“The night is fine,” the Walrus said.

      ‘Do you admire the view?

‘It was so kind of you to come!

      And you are very nice!”

The Carpenter said nothing but

      Cut us another slice:

I wish you were not quite so deaf —

      I've had to ask you twice!'

“It seems a shame,” the Walrus said,

      To play them such a trick,

After we've brought them out so far,

      And made them trot so quick!”

The Carpenter said nothing but

      “The butter's spread too thick!”

“I weep for you,” the Walrus said:

      I deeply sympathize.”

With sobs and tears he sorted out

      Those of the largest size,

Holding his pocket-handkerchief

      Before his streaming eyes.

“O Oysters,” said the Carpenter,

      You've had a pleasant run!

Shall we be trotting home again?”

      But answer came there none—

And this was scarcely odd, because

      They'd eaten every one."

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listening to Alice and im convinced this is what that teaparty looked like

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I saw a few really cool disco elysium style malevolent portraits on here a while ago and I wanted to make my own aswell

Halfway thru i forgot i was doing it disco style so maybe its half my own half disco but thats fine

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a fateful encounter....

play scarlet hollow and you too can talk to animals! did you know the entire first episode is free? that's like two highly replayable hours for the cost of nuffin

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bunby 💗

Tiny alt. version where his ears are perked up bc i made them floppy last minute :-)

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Finally got out and finished this embroidery piece that I started way back in February. Could be better but considering the small scale, inconvenient fabric, and the fact that I do not actually know how to do embroidery, I think it turned out well!!

Just do not look at the back of this thing, because it is truly horrific

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toxic workplace yuri ❤️ reblog if u agree

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I adore your TMA art so much! Any chance you’d consider drawing Jude Perry again?

Go on. You offended her.

Plus smth i couldn't stop thinking while drawing this: