#tacked

[horsefriends]

Amongst the Bracken by Septian Rizky Pratama

[officialspec]

spec. spec. spec youve changed the game. i never realized your pointer finger and your wrist artery are the same. holy shit. im going to draw hands thank you

aasdjsd its not really an artery but its a useful landmark to facilitate the Flow of a pose imo

[shyaringan]

time travel fix-it but make it Spooky (based on my monster!jon post)

[falmarindecarme]

No idea if this has been done already. Anyway, dinner is served.

[ofhoovesandheart]

japanese racehorse blinders 🍀

[pansylair]

tinkering around with an abelisaur-esque fictional creature!

[horsefriends]

The Eriskay horses are very friendly by Walter Frehner

[backroad-life]

Credit: Backroad-life

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

wake up wintersberg nation

[shyaringan]

redraw of my Lyfrassir Eda design from my old blog almost a year and a half ago waoh

once again, Lyf gets to be blue because I said so

[hadaldemon-nsft]

tw: suggestive faces(?), sussy shadow milk, mdni

Here is 4 shadow milk faces I doodled some time ago (when I was feeling... funky *cough*) that I like/find funny. I really don't know what to do with them so I thought I could share them here?

[lylahammar]

Zorella, the centaur pop queen ✨

Thank you to everyone who helped me by voting on her final design in the poll from last week! I'm so so so happy with how she turned out 🥰

[foldingfittedsheets]

When I was in grade school I utterly adored sticky tack. You know, the kind that goes on posters in classrooms?

I generally loved all the silly putty adjacent textures and they were banned at home because every time I was given silly putty I’d promise to be so so careful and then I’d look down and somehow every time I’d have ground it into the carpet after looking away for one second.

Stealing was obviously wrong but I loved sticky tack so damn much that I’d sneak my horrible little raccoon fingers behind the posters to nip off little chunks here and there. I collected these into a much bigger chunk that I delightedly fidgeted with during story time, reveling in the pull and stretch of the forbidden substance. All my memories of story time involve my enjoyment of touching sticky tack.

I kept the same monstrosity glob of dirty sticky tack even when I moved from first to second grade, a heroic feat for my little squirrel brain.

Alas it met its end on the migration to third grade when the joyless husk of a teacher kept no posters, told no stories, and confiscated it promptly when she saw my hands moving over its lint covered majesty.

[m3dieval]

Paweł Ossoliński Fotografia

[whenthewallfell]

Katniss tried to take Prim hunting exactly once, and it went about as well as expected - she failed to shoot anything and burst into tears when Katniss showed her how to skin a rabbit. On the way back they found a lost colt with an ear bitten off and a nasty set of claw marks on its flank. Katniss was happy to just leave it, but Prim insisted they nurse it back to health.

Thus began the long and turbulent relationship of Katniss and Buttercup. Mortal enemies to the bitter end, they've entered an uneasy truce only through their love of Primrose; Katniss promises not to shoot the damn thing, and he in turn tries to resist trampling her. (He'll still try to throw her off now and again, of course. A horse has his pride.)

[horsefriends]

Riding in the Ocean by Kyle Johnson