#octopushead

[spettelt]

Inktober day 4. #inktober2020 #inkdrawing #inktober #inkpen #cthulhumythos #cthulhu #lovecraft #eldritch #eldritchhorror #statue #squatting #octopushead #hplovecraft https://www.instagram.com/p/CF77GYxjabL/?igshid=19h192gxnnffx

[nightmarenetherworld]

More Pages from the comic.

[eddiescycling]

Your legs are not giving out, your head is giving up. Keep going. . . . . . . . . #octupus #onbicycle #octopustattoo #octopusart #øctøpus #octopusamigurumi #aoctopus #boctopushfyp♥️ #octopusentertainment #eoctopus #octopusgrill #goctopus #octopushair #octopush #octopushead #ioctopus #octopusjewellery #octopusjuice #octopusking #octopuslovers #octopuslab #octopuslips #loctopus #octopusmug #octopusnecklace #noctopuss #noctopusbynight #octopusofinstagram #octopusoficial #octopusobsession (at Phoenix Market City Mall) https://www.instagram.com/p/CLgRSM_BS8w/?igshid=188c0oedp8hjm

[tartarkas]

Octopus Head #Inktober #Inktober2020 #Inktober2020Disgusting - Day 11 - Día 11 - Disgusting - Asqueroso - #Asqueroso #Disgusting #Draw #Dibujo #Challenge #Reto #OctopusHead #Octopus #Ink #Tinta #Copic #TeamWonderlandMxInktober #TeamWonderlandMx #Staedtler #MyStaedtler #ADmarker #Chartpak (at Pueblo La Magdalena Atlazolpa) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGMTp70HLHK/?igshid=43bfs63kuhrs

[ruchea]

this is miss squidface the heiress. she's stressed out a lot

[gunopark]

Octo companion. #sketching #doodling #octopushead #octopus #drawing #sketchbook

[assiusgodofbooty]

Character: Eshunuum the Gemwarden

Eshunuum the Wise is one of the few Shardminds left on world of Therus. They are an ancient being, as old as the caverns they dwell within. They keep to their cave, protecting the last Elder Shard on the planet, a giant crystal which holds the collective memory of their forgotten race. The crystal emanates intense psionic energy which has slowly propagated the growth of a plethora of gems throughout the cavern and Underdark, which now pulsates with life. Eshunuum guards the Elder Shard patiently. Waiting, protecting, watching.

As a Shardmind, Eshunuum wears simple clothes. They have a sash on their upper body which becomes a dress that covers their lower half, something akin to a toga. Like all Shardminds, Instead of skin, Eshunuum is living crystal of a blood red color. Their entire body is composed of thousands of tiny shards that are in constant motion, all of which give off a soft glow. Their form itself is that of a humanoid cut from gem, though with few defining facial features other than the two shining beacons that are considered Eshunuum’s eyes. They wield a long quarterstaff constructed of the very Elder Shard they protect. Eshunuum is neither she nor he, but non-binary. For Shardminds, both gender and sex are fluid. Additionally, Shardminds do not speak through their mouths, but through their psionic ability (as Shardminds also have no organs, they have no need to eat nor breathe). Eshunuum is fairly blunt and brief, if they ever have need to communicate. Finally, along with protecting the Elder Shard, Eshunuum also keeps their neighboring psi-users in check—the Illithid. Eshunuum is aware that the Illithid’s frightening psionic ability and cruel nature makes them a danger to the rest of the planet. Knowing this, Eshunuum uses the Elder Shard, in conjunction with vast system of crystal it propogated, that branches all across the Underdark to imprison the mind flayers beneath the earth. The Elder Shard emanates intense psionic energy, and since it is the heart of the entire crystalline network, this energy also radiates from every crystal spawned from it. Eshunuum communes with and modifies this energy, making it deadly to any being of psionic capability that is not a Shardmind. This endeavor utterly cripples the Illithid, securing a level of safety for the rest of Therus (from mind flayers at least). And thus, there they wait—Eshunuum the Gemwarden.

[darkermydesire]

Secret Empire #3 (2017)

And just to be clear--You’re telling us EVERY EARTHLING has been trapped inside the shield--while the few remaining outside it are facing CERTAIN DEATH at the hands of the horde? That’s...pretty much the gist of it, yeah. DEATH TO THE EARTH! HAIL--what was it again? HYDRA!

[freddy-von-rush]

#30 2000 leagues under the sea . . . .  Insertar palabratop aleatorio envivo   Generar RESULTADOS ALEATORIOSPARA OCTOPUS Los hashtags coincidentes se encontraron en función de sus criterios de búsqueda.  Para generar nuevos hashtags, simplemente use el formulario hashtag-generator nuevamente o desplácese hacia abajo  a los "Hashtags similares" y déjese inspirar. MEJOR 30 #OCTOPUSHASHTAGS Aquí puede encontrar los 30 hashtags relevantes según su clave de búsqueda.Instagram permite max. 30 hashtags / publicación. Los mejores hashtagsaleatorios #Octopus #octopuscake #octopusbeads #octopuswedding #octopusdumplings #octopusvulgaris #octopusseo # octopus5years #octopussy #octopusparty #octopusday #OctopusLamp #octopussurf #octopustimelapse #octopussyparis #octopusstretch #octopusmami #octopusforpreemies #octopusmods #octopussculpture #octopustees #octopuscakes #octopusplugs #octopustattoo #OctopusSisters #octopussalad #octopustshirts #octopusrecords #octopuspainting #octopushead

[ofstarstuff]

Drag him, Nott. Drag Fjord haaaard

Caduceus talking to kelp. Kelp is vry shallow

Octopushead

Calliope music

The Mighty Nein, y’all

[nightmarenetherworld]

Day 24 Dizzy Spin with Me!

[oblivion-time]

Ripple Effect ch 3 (SoMa Week 2017)

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7

AO3 | FF.net

Ripple effect

Clothes

"My poor baby!" Mrs. Evans wept quietly as she held her son's hand, caressing his heated cheek with her other, comforting her son as well as she could. But she was no painkillers. "I wish I could take away all of your pain." She comforted him as well as she could as he withered in pain, hand clutching his stomach and eyes tightly squeezed shut. "The medicine will kick in soon." She spoke more to herself than to anyone else, hoping it would take away all of his worries so he could sleep peacefully once again.

Spirit watched the interaction with Mrs. Evans and her son as Maka sat by his side, holding his other hand and held the water bottle with his remedy of nutrition and medicine which was to their fear, barely touched. If he didn't manage to keep up his liquid diet, the end would be a whole lot closer. Soul couldn't rely on receiving all his nutrition via a catheter forever.

"Do you think you can handle another sip?" Maka cautiously asked, raising the bottle.

Soul shook his head adamantly as he groaned with pain. "No, I don't want any of that crap."

"You must eat as much as you can. You can't just survive on―" she was interrupted by a stream of vomit coming right from his mouth. Mrs. Evans and Maka repelled away and the liquid strain his clothes and his bed. Stomach juice along with the little liquid he got from the remedy of nutrition. It wasn't a good sign.

"I'm sorry." Soul's head rolled toward Maka's side. "I'm so sorry. This is like― the fourth time."

"Don't apologize for barfing." Maka grabbed his hand as soon as she wiped the barf away on her shirt. "You know it's not your fault."

The past month of his liquid diet had backfired more times than not. Soul's clothes ran out quicker than lunch buffet and it had led to Maka borrowing all their friends' washing machines to keep up with his high usage of clothes and bed sheets. Their friends in their grade had generously given him clothes and sheets to increase his closet so Maka wouldn't kill herself washing his clothes all hours of the day.

"Don't worry Soul, we will simply change your clothes and the sheets. It's not a bother at all." Mrs. Evans happily sung as she patted his hand. "Do you want to shower it all off or simply clean it away with a baby wipes?"

"Baby wipes. Please."

He hated to say it, but he did feel sad for the octopushead. Watching his daughter on the edge of bursting into tears if just one wrongly spoken word would be said killed him inside. He was dying. Maka was doing everything she could to keep Soul alive as long as she could, even denied the unchangeable fate of his, refusing to accept the inevitable. She loved him so much she was unwilling to let go even though she knew he wouldn't live with her to old age.

"I'll go and get clothes." Spirit offered.

All he could do was support both of them as well as he could. Soul… he had saved his daughter from certain death. He had lost her, but Soul had brought her back to life and he was paying the price. He was forever in debt to the young man. Not that he would ever speak those words to him. How could he ever admit that he was in debt to that deflowering daughter punk.

"Thank you, they're in his room in the top drawer." Maka directed.

Spirit nodded and followed her instructions, going to his room and opened the top drawer, exposing his few clean shirts neatly folded.

The only one who could deserve his daughter was Soul. As much as he hated admitting it, he proved his love for her in such a way he wished he wouldn't have had to do. Soul loved her and Maka loved him just as much. They deserved each other and as much as it pained him, his darling daughter had grown up into such an amazing woman. He knew she would want to spend the rest of her life with him.

If she could.

"I can't find the shirts." Spirit yelled.

"They are in the top drawer. Not in the closet."

"They aren't there."

Maka sighed heavily and the chair shrieked as it was pushed backwards. She entered Soul's old bedroom and went up to the drawer while Spirit closed the door after her. "What are you talking about? They are right here."

"I want to talk to you alone for a moment." Spirit said as he went up to her side.

Maka groaned and ran her hand through her bangs. "You better make it quick."

"Are you and Soul planning on getting married?" He threw the question out there before he could regret his decision.

Maka's eyes widened with shock and her mouth opened and closed like a fish's. "I― I…" She swallowed heavily. "We… it has been discussed, but no official proposals or planning has happened."

"I see." He laid his hand on Maka's shoulder. "I just wanted to have this said, your future and your happiness is the most important thing to me."

"Alcohol and women are high up on your list too." Maka murmured under her breath.

Spirit hid his surprise by coughing. "Um, it might not have been apparent at times, but I just want to have this said, if you two ever decide to get married now when things are… difficult, you two have my hearty consent."

Maka's lower lip quivered and Maka blinked rapidly to not shed a single tear. "Papa." Voice shook with hold back sorrow. "You do think Soul is going to survive, right? I mean, they are looking for Free, Mr. Evans is on his own hunt for a transplant and Stein and Kim are caring for him. You do think he is going to make it, right?"

He couldn't let her into his mind. Everybody with a brain could see Soul was closer to the sidewalk than ever. The chances of him actually receiving a transplant or the team to capture Free and find a solution using his DNA were slim. She would come to terms with his death on her own. Right now, she could live in her bubble. Just for now. "There is always a chance. I'm sure with so many hooks in the water one of them ought to get something."

"I just want him to get better." Tears fell from her eyes and Spirit pulled her closer, to his surprise, she allowed it. He wrapped his arms around her as tears quietly fell and soaked his shirt. "I just want him to be healthy."

"We all do." He rubbed her back and rested his head against hers. "We all do."

…

"I wonder what he's dreaming." Maka said as she rested her head against the bed, watching Soul's peaceful expression and the steady and regular rise of his chest. "He always seems to sleep so peacefully these days."

Wes cocked his eyebrow questioningly at Maka from the other side of the bed. "These days?"

"In the past, he had quite a lot of nightmares because of the demon of the black blood was tormenting his mind. After the battle on the moon, he won the battle with the black blood and now I have never seen him sleep with such a peaceful expression." She played with a lock on his head, twirling it around her finger. "He always went around with bags under his eyes, even occasionally slept during class or breaks. He was always so tired. I remember I wished I could just take his bad dreams away and make it all better." A smile played on her lips and she stopped twirling his hair. "It's such a relief he can finally sleep peacefully."

"It is." Wes whispered, watching his brother breathe slowly and deeply, his wet cloth on his forehead. "When he was young and he received his own room, he was always scared of the dark."

"He was?"

Wes nodded. "Mother would always leave the light in his bathroom on for him to find it somewhat peaceful. Every time he had a nightmare, he would tip toe his way into my room and crawl in bed with me." He smiled at the fond memory. His big red eyes looking at him as he hugged his shark plush close to him, withering on the spot as he asked if he could sleep in his room so the monsters wouldn't get him. He could only chuckle at the irony of it. The scared little brother of his who was afraid of the dark and could barely climb into his bed grew up to fight real monsters on daily basis.

Maka giggled and her fingertips feathered over Soul's cheek. "You must've been so close."

"We were." Wes sighed and leaned back into his chair. "At least I thought we were. Until the day he packed his things and was sprouting about going to Shibusen. We all thought he would return before the semester was over." he snorted. "How wrong we all were."

"I'm sorry he didn't call or write you more often." Maka looked up from his sleeping brother at him. "I knew things were… complicated. I should've encouraged him to go home and visit you, or to call you or something, to let you know he was okay."

The bitter feeling he felt for so many years swelled within his heart. A little over a decade ago he had taken him to the airport, intentions of seeing and hearing from him weekly, at least once a month, but instead the last he had seen of him for a long time was his back going to the aircraft. He wanted to despise Shibusen for taking his younger brother away from him, and when he finally heard from him, he was shortly dead, heartbroken by the very girl sitting in front of him.

His hands clenched his sweatpants as Maka apologetically looked at him. He wanted to hate her. Wanted to despise her for what his brother was going through. It was because of her he was in this bed, on the very edge of life and death, but he couldn't blame her. He knew Soul did this on his own. He knew Soul would do this over and over and over again, throwing his life away in order to protect her, it was his purpose in life. His love for Maka ran so deep, deeper than Wes could ever comprehend, just knew his love was something no none weapon and meister pairs could never understand. His brother needed and loved Maka desperately as if she was air, how could he oppose to that? If Maka made him happy and she loved him back, he would not hold any grudges toward her.

"We are here now. That's all that matters." He smiled for good faith. "And we're all going to be here from now on."

A weighted seemed to be lifted from her shoulders and she exhaled with relief. "I'm sure it will make Soul very happy."

"And I have to thank you for taking care of Soul for all these years." He smiled fondly at his brother and ran his hand through his white wild hair. "He grew up to become a fine man and I'm sure it's all thanks to you."

Maka blushed and shook her head so vigorously her pigtails whipped her cheeks. "No, it's all him, he chose who he wanted to be and went that path."

Wes chuckled. Maybe his brother was more amazing that he had originally thought.

[deadpantrolls]

💭 (fishmom abt octopushead)

“valter is a cute dork who’s really sweet and fun to be around. he’s also a great cook! i’ve gotta ask where he gets some of those recipes, because they are to DIE for, let me tell you. even those fish puns are pretty cute, even if he overuses them all the time. plus, erisal and fekete are crazy about him too, which should say a lot that he’s got such a sweetheart bestie and...”

“well fekete is nice too.”

“shame he’s not single.”

[streatpalermo]

Anybody up to octopus head ? 😋 #deliciousstreetfood #eatstreetfood #ilikeheads #octopushead #octopuspassion #eatoctopus #octopuslovers #boiling #streetstyle #streetspirit #streetfoodies #streetfoodporn #horrorfood #streetfoodaroundtheworld #palermofoodlove #palermostreetfood #palermofoodtour #streatytours #streatypalermo #streaties #vucciriapalermo https://ift.tt/2zFC1im

[requiem-guy]

Day 13 of the challenge... Did you know it's been theorized that mind flayers are TIME TRAVELING ALIENS!!! Here we have a head researcher equipped with all the Illithid bells and whistles which the lovely "beamsword-gun combo" and "period cloaking device"... I hope the mind flayers find what they're looking for soon; because being around primitives for too long can be damaging to one's moral alignment... #drawings #drawing #sketches #sketching #traditionalart #dungeondrawingdudes #mindflayer #illithid #squidhead #squid #octopushead #octopus #aliens #psychics #telepathy #timetraveler #tentacles #spacesuit #armor #lightsaber #lasergun #futuristic #scifiart #indisguise #dungeonsanddragons #dnd #magic is #technologyfromthefuture http://ift.tt/2lIAiz8

[lastxwitness]

Capping off my #mermaid parade psych up post countdown with this classic I shot forever ago for MUA and mermaid parade veteran @lillianmvince ..we pulled this off in one of the tiniest spaces ever..I'm sure she rememeberd.. #makeup #fxmakeup #sfxmakeup #spfxmakeup #octopushead #tenticals #lastwitness #lastxwitness #siliconeprosthetics