“Now Which One Of You Ladies Is The Special Birthday Girl?”

Y O U are N O T going anywhere, H U M A N.

a double date between local weird couples sours because Jonathan Crane and Peter Merkel hate each other’s guts Very Much.

clearly this was an attempt by Mr. Bloom and Jervis (who get along quite well, i should think) to get them to coexist for an hour without resorting to blows. i…don’t think it worked.

Nah they don’t bite

Finally got to finish these headshots and actually show a few designs that I’ve got in my d for the au ! Turns out turning the whole game lore and plot into a story with dogs is more difficult than I though, but for now I’ll leave you with these (srry for the trash quality my app crashed while coloring). As for the breeds of each character they are:

* Chris - Caucasian Mountain Dog

* Rick - Saluki

* Eddie - European Doberman

* Frank - Scottish Deerhound

* Walrider - Belgian Shepherd Malinois

Flash Thompson… is my friend, too!

Agent Venom vs. Spider-Man from Venom: Space Knight #11

Robbie Thompson

Gerardo Sandoval

Dono Sanchez Almara

This is a fantastic headcanon by the lovely @praise-kink-anon who gave me permission to write it! Thank you!!

(Ratchet develops a parental/friend bond with Sideswipe and Sunstreaker during the war, but due to unfortunate circumstances they are terminated on the battlefield. But, years later, when he and Drift decide to kindle newsparks, they get their little lambos back. This time as cute ass sparklings)

Ratchet couldn’t stop staring.

By no means did he believe in Primus, and nor had he ever believed in anything of the like, for that matter.

But the universe was tricky. Hard to understand. Challenging and cruel, but sometimes surprising.

And sometimes, Ratchet did find his beliefs being tested.

A brief fragment of a memory, stirring away in the back of his processor came to drift back, tickling familiarity as purple optics blinked back at him.

He was old, his memory fuzzy at best, but he couldn’t forget those optics.

Young and frenzied, fighting in a war they had been built for.

Too young and too… innocent.

But now they were back, and Ratchet couldn’t quite place his digit on whether things really did happen in coincidence.

Because in all honesty, it felt like a dream. A lovely one, but sick and cruel and tormenting.

As if he were going to wake, and the beings he missed most were going to be torn right from his servos.

But he didn’t wake.

There was no recharge purge.

Nothing to shatter the wave of bliss that had washed over him.

First Aid had brushed it off as a first-time sire being in awe of the tiny sparklings that were /his/.

And he was in awe.

In shock, actually.

Sideswipe squirmed, fingers still curled around his brother’s, and the particular glint that was flickering through his optics, cheeky and mischievous, told Ratchet everything he needed to know.

Even if it felt oddly dangerous, as if he were messing with something he shouldn’t have.

And it was, the very thought of Cybertronians- or any being for that matter, getting reincarnated, in his books, was inane.

Impossible.

But Ratchet could either take it or leave it.

He could give them new designations, urge for paintjobs that weren’t red and yellow, hammer out the plotting that was certainly already brewing in Side- his creations optics.

But in good conscience, the answer was no.

He couldn’t.

Not when spilt spark twins, a rarity in themselves, were lying curled in his arms. Blinking familiar optics, morphing into frames he had seen dead and smoking on the battlefield.

It would be cruel not to.

He couldn’t tear away a second chance.

But whether it was for them, or for him, he couldn’t tell. Nor would he ever.

Sunstreaker kicked out a foot, Sideswipe following the uncoordinated flail with a wiggle of his own, before both of them yawned.

It drew Drift’s attention, and for the fourth time that cycle he asked for designation ideas.

Ratchet smiled, and gently poked at the dimples piled on rounded cheeks.

“Isn’t it obvious?”

Really? Didn't knew about that, my bad. Or maybe I did known about it, but forgot again (dumbass –_–)

Спасибо, рады, что вам понравилось (омг, словно с кумиром общаюсь///)

Eh...

We have... no introduction for this one...

Being the Master Slowpoke (lolwut) and dealing with huge art block (read: suffering to draw smth) got any inspiration to draw in last five nights. And as I was rewatching blogs of some cool people & took inspiration from their ideas about game, it only seemed logical to try do some fanart of Amnesia The Bunker (do some justice for the game, it was (and it IS) good actually, dunno, we liked it, it scared us few times).

Yeah, not a complete piece, only little sketches of our ideas, but whatever, it's all I could manege...

For the idea of Ghoul Henri I need to thank both @mrwoeful & @back-in-the-landslide , each of their takes on his design were interesting to us, so we tried our take on this one (it came out not very unique or special, but we're okay with it).

The Crawler — the beast of very tall height, yet it giveaway in comparison with the Stalker, not only in hight but in completion. Thin, scrawny even, creature with long bony arms, long deformed legs, which seem to have more mass in it's the thighs (damn thank to cursed title screen made by @shenji-yei-v2 , Henri with thick thighs is cannon, stfu), and long twisted neck. But better not be fooled by it's appearance, this one is gifted with great athletic muscles. Which are why the name is Crawler - it appears not from holes in walls, it crawls from holes in CEILING, moving along it (and can climb the walls)

Actually, should try do snuggling drawing of both Lambert's & Clement's beast form (idea of @mrwoeful , it is genius)

SirenHorse (Siren head x Long Horse)

So, I finally finished this picture after months of delaying..😆 Here’s my completed version of SirenHorse.💕 (Sirenhead x Long Horse)

Anyways, I hope you guys like this, and tell me what you think!🖤⭐️

Art is by me

Characters belong to Trevor Henderson

I finally finished this bitch ass project

lozalot replied to your post:bored as hell and drained as fuck

something to cheer you up? Imagine There’s a fancy dress party at Swerves and Ratchet ‘Giving no Fucks’ turns up in his high heels and one of those frilly pretty dresses and upstage everyone by being flirty, cute and causes Drift to die from joy

Drift rather jealous than happy tho

Looks like a base for a shitpost, if 'am being honest (lol)

Submerged Table From the Kumpula botanic garden, Helsinki, Finland.