#let the creature out

[korppipoika]

Snowball in Hell, acrylics, 30cmx20cm

I used a random piece of wire to paint the smallest details..!

[suiheisen]

LOOK AT THESE ABSOLUTE UNITS AT OSAKA AQUARIUM… round…………

also… plotting jailbreaks between bouts of sleep…

[loosebaron]

Worth remembering that for the entire rest of the episode, while Colins saying things like “no secret is worth this” hes covered in viscera from the explosion. He’s the only one to come out of the fight with the (literal) blood of queen Pamela on his hands- despite deli and raphaniel being the ones to kill her. So when Deli asks what he means when Colin says he doesn’t trust their group being in the cave, Colin is STILL drenched in blood when he says “I think you know what I mean”

[tubbytarchia]

You know what the world needs :

The rancher’s cuddling

Just fluff and cuddles (they deserve it)

Wouldn’t that be adorable 🥰 (p.s i love your art. i squeal and kick my feet every time I see it❤️)

I'm 2 months late to this um I hope this suffices!! Thank you so very much for the kind words 🥺 Your art is also awesome!! It makes me so happy that you like mine as well ❤️

[muffinlance]

Do you get the impression the live action is treating us like utter morons?? Like I thought that making it aimed at an older audience would open the doors for more subtle story telling, but no, they're just using monologues to tell us eveything! Like in the second episode Katara's like 'oh his power isn't that he's the avatar, it's that he ~connects~ to people'. Girl we're not idiots we can see that!! And the first episode with Aang's goddawful 'I don't want this responsibility' monologue

THIS, YES. The word that keeps coming to mind is definitely "subtlety". The show for literal children? Had it. The remake for adults? Not so much.

[zhongrin]

modern au crack-ish yandere idea. dragons being the king of all lizards, imagine zhongli being able to control all the 'lesser' lizards to some extent, maybe even share senses with them.

and what better way for him to watch you, his dearest darling, than connecting with the common house geckos that's roaming around your house?

they're harmless, agile, and inconspicuous enough to do some basic monitoring. don't pay attention to the strange amber-eyed tiny animal perched on your bedroom walls, dear. don't delude yourself into thinking that its eyes seemed to shine in the darkness of your room while you teeter between dream and reality deep into the night. don't worry about how it seemed to chirp angrily whenever your friends come over, as if it's warning them from entering its territory.

it's just a common house pet anyway. right?

if you're a superstitious person, that's even better. geckos are said to be a symbol of luck, protection of your home and its residents. and in this case, it's especially true for you.

worry not, for this 'lizard' will gladly rid all the 'insects' who dared to step into your abode.

a/n: lil background story time. i needed to change my bedsheets and got utterly spooked by a tiny lil house lizard flopping onto my arm when i was moving my plushies to my desk. zhongli... honey... lizards are cute, yes, but you're the only lizard i don't mind having in my bedー /smacked

[cenpede]

Opens my sketchbook and shows you all my silly lines on paper

Pls click idk why the quality suddenly went ass up

[naffeclipse]

Toying around with a sort of Apex Polarity spin involving Sun and Moon and having them as Arctic Fox type of creatures (think werewolf monster body types but fox style) and Y/N is an Arctic Hare-esque humanoid mythical being with white fur and long ears tipped in black. Of course, it's set in the Arctic tundra. Thinking of calling it Of Fox Maws.

You've seen the fox men before. They'll skirt the outsides of the large valley you like to go to gather arctic willow and sedge out of the snow. Their eyes glint in the harsh Arctic light, watching you. You warily tense your legs, always ready to bolt should the two fiends decide they're hungry enough to attempt to chase you down.

You can't trust foxes.

But you always skip away, out of sight and far from the terror of what could easily be your last day. This happens for a season. Sometimes, they attempt to creep closer in plain view but you turn tail and run, ducking behind snowy hills and hiding low until you're certain they're gone.

Once, you were caught off guard in the middle of your foraging. One voice called softly out to you. You jumped back and found the fox men too close, almost within lunging distance—your little heart fluttered as if to take flight and escape—but you ran and ran and ran until you couldn't breathe. Then, you look behind you.

The fox men were nowhere to be found.

One day, you're amid a rocky field of purple saxifrage, happily picking blossoms to toss in your mouth while twisting your long ears this way and that to listen in for any predators or creeping fox men that might try to break your little neck in their vulpine jaws. You never expected the teeth to come from the ground you placed your foot on. A snap of metal. A bone crack. You're bitten by something cold and terrible, and it chains you to the ground. Terrible pain eats your leg as blood, crimson among the snow and rocks, begins to drip down your fur.

You panic. Such is your nature. You thrash and struggle while the metal trap digs deeper into your leg. The safety of daylight begins to fade as exhaustion and fear begin to take hold, and then you see them. Their glinting eyes, their sharp ears narrowed, their fur white and strangely marked with colorful swirls on their underside, their claws scraping over the ground as they come closer and closer.

You cry it in your terror—you could always run before. They talk low and soft to you, one anxiously coaxing you to stop moving, to stop hurting yourself, but you tug and struggle in your wild franticness. The teeth keep biting your leg—you flounder before a set of arms catches you, pinning you down with strange gold and red fur on his chest that warms your deathly chilled body. You scream but another set of hands holds down your caught leg—this one with deep blue and silver swirls in the fur on his chest. You dissolve in the horror of the end that will come from too many jaws—

A musical steel note plays when he breaks the chain in half with his raw strength. You keep thrashing, struggling to get away, but the fox men are too strong, and the one holding you keeps asking you to stop being frightened—they only want to help. The other digs his dark claws into the metal trap and pries it apart as the other drags you out of reach of the contraption maw, and you cry from the pain of it all.

The two begin yipping and fussing. When they press their hands to the bleeding bite mark on your leg, the anguish overwhelms you until all you see is white, then nothing.

They become frantic at your slumped form and all the blood on your silky white fur. Sun takes to your wound and Moon takes you in his arms, and keeping pressure on the strange bite, they carry you back to their den. There, you'll be safe and warm, and there, they can help you with your broken leg.

Hopefully, you won't keep screaming when you wake up. (You will.)

[dogfruit01]

𝔭𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔞𝔪𝔟, 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔲𝔦𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔭𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔯

[chimchiri]

The Mane 6 all going after their go to creative activity! This was directly inspired by the MLP Art/Creative Discord server we set up, since it got me wondering what each would enjoy and share of their own.

AJ making adorable little wood creatures. Rarity obviously doing some creative sketching. Pinkie doing some art - which I imagine as falling into expressionism. Fluttershy composing melodies and songs, possibly with lyrics. Rainbow doing art as well, though pure chaos and just letting out all her emotions, going for abstract until it feels right. And finally, Twilight being a writer (she will absolutely deny writing fanfiction while being completely red faced).

Also if you'd like to join the art/creative discord server @lullabyforbears and me set up, we'd love to have you! It's fun seeing everyone's wips, ideas and just chatting. You can find the invite as well as all info in my pinned post :)

[a2zillustration]

I carried this thing for MONTHS with the EXPRESS PURPOSE of putting Raphael in it (knowing full well Larian wouldn't let me do that, mechanically) and I had one major miscalculation.

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[hyperbees]

GET HIS ASS LITTLE BUDDY

[Image ID: A set of three digital paintings, one main image and two closeup detail shots. The first image is of Little Buddy from Splatoon 3, a smallfry salmonid, cheerfully jumping onto a fuzzy Octotrooper in an Alterna Story Mode level. The octotrooper is wide eyed and about to fall backwards off of it's mount, and both are spattered with yellow ink. In the distance, New Agent 3, a yellow male inkling, cheers Little Buddy on with a fist pump and a "Booyah!". The second image is a closeup of the inkling, and the third image is a closeup of Little Buddy. /.END ID]

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompts in Memes 7

[howlonomy]

What would a species swap of the cast look like? Like we already go Monster Clover, but how about Human Ceroba, Starlo, and Marlet? Possibly a Human Kanako (Would she still be an Amalgamate??)

a fun lil exercise :3

[the-good-ol-art-corner]

Look,, I love all the mob vote options, I won't be disappointed no matter who wins cause they're all good <3

With that said, my vote's going to the Armadillo because LOOK. AT IT? BEAUTIFUL THING?? MAKES ARMOR TO PROTECT PUPPY???? IS ROUND?????? (as round as a cube can be)

Reblogs > Likes, thank you!

[insertcommonnoun]

Neil bangin' out the tunes since '06