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[baby-panda-yugi]

Did a little doodle of the Boy! God I forgot how much I adore drawing Yugi. I always have so much fun with it. Tried something a little different with the eyes.

[the-rolling-libero]

artfight train never stops

Attack me on artfight!

[yellowpuppet]

I AM HAVE BATTERIES! 🔋

[neomarsh]

been working on a new character and full story with friends. Mason is the leader of his ghost hunting group he made with friends.  if you would like to know a bit more, his toyhouse is linked right here

[silcntsistcr-blog]

❝I got you. Can you move your legs?❞

Car Accident Starters  / ACCEPTING.

       Everything spun in an eternal dark scene as it replayed over and over in her blurry vision stained from her own blood. How long? How many times has she been flipped down that hill screaming as glass shards flying through the air much like bullets firing in war; making Lyra their target. Head colliding every single time that car landed onto the bloody steering wheel.

      What seemed like hours finally ended as Lyra couldn’t feel anything. Her legs crushed beneath metal, fears, and a tree. Oh yes. A tree had fallen over making her trapped as if GOD had planned this. The passenger next to Lyra; a driving instructor? A friend? Whoever they were they didn’t make it. Branches prodding through their body along with a shredded dashboard into their neck.

    Lyra, however, managed to survive. Serious gashes upper left torso, glass across her face, the shift gearstick through Lyra’s wrist- someone’s here.

  Groaning loudly trying to find where that voice is- 

                               “   ᴴᵉˡᵖ ᵐᵉ. ᴵᵗˢ ᵈᵃʳᵏ… .  ”

     Numb to the pain just like her poor brother when he was left behind since she had to die the first time. Tsk, tsk. Was this a punishment? Loud sounds of something falling outside what remained of a car, doors being forcibly opened reliving a horrendous cry as each jerk to pop it off brought groans from her. Feeling some sort of… Hand? Claw? ripping her lifeline seatbelt to shreds and began pulling her away from the car. 

       An attempt to move legs ended horribly. A slight shake as an answer. “ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ. ᴵ ᵗʰᶦⁿᵏ ᵗʰᵉʸ'ʳᵉ ᵇʳᵒᵏᵉⁿ. ” Voice wavering after allowing vocal chords to nearly became silent during her lovely trip down the hill. Gas and brake bars, just like the shift stick, pierced through Lyra’s lower calf.

[returnedmother-a]

i WANTED TO DRAW THE WIFE k thank you

[frenchmemories]

[inxpinatum-archive]

When your boyfriend keeps eating your Twinkies so it's time. @tallandfacelessman

[foxssinofgreed]

Merry Christmas Edit: original meme inspired from https://twitter.com/Frikin_Killer/media 

[ourwrittenstories-arch]

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[setcfstars]

[neomarsh]

highschool friends.. Sawyer and Mason OC credit: Sawyer- saltyfuenn/fuennsart Mason: @irlneo

[silcntsistcr-blog]

What was supposed to be Lyra ended up as Anfisa. conspiracy? 👀

[cxrruptedhxpe-blog]

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[returnedmother-a]

when did ben’s mom get a tattoo 

@threeprimaryroses + @salesmanofhappiness are lucky fuckers to date her

[frenchmemories]

What if I told you that my headcanon for APH France is that without his facial hair, he is an androgyne?