IT'S.... DAVESPRITE!!!

Waiting for my homie to pick me up for a day on the town and this has delighted me

I was walking through the toy aisle at Target when I found this thing and had a VIOLENT AND IMMEDIATE FLASHBACK to when JP first came out and they had a bunch of REALLY COOL T Rex toys that I would have sold one of my scrawny small-child limbs for but my mother wouldn’t get me one because they were “too violent and also ate people” :(

Remorse

    Lucious couldn’t change what he’d done in the past, no matter how much he wished to. All the innocents he’d killed for his parents, all the times he’d ignored their terrified pleas, their warnings about his mother’s true nature.

    It was early on in his second year after he’d escaped his mother’s clutches and her toxic influence, that the nightmares began. Images of their dead eyes before their souls broke to pieces, their final gasps for life ringing in his ears. The worst ones were when he was face to face with himself from that dark time. His body covered in blood splatters, sword and hair dripping with the crimson substance.

    When he’d started dating Emelie, he was worried his nightmares would be too much for her. This fear was swiftly quelled after his first nightmare sharing a bed together. Instead of panicking and causing him further anxiety, she calmly soothed the hyperventilating male, gently rubbing circles between his shoulders, humming a melody he could not name. They stayed like this, just the two of them, with unspoken apologies and comforts, until one of them fell asleep.

    Em never asked for the details of his nightmares, though he could tell she wanted to. But he wasn’t ready to tell her his past, how he was a demon whose parents were devils that manipulated him into not only killing the very people they were supposed to oversee and protect, but also nearly killing his own sister. How would she respond to the knowledge that the man she loves was once an assassin?

    But he knew he would have to tell his girlfriend of two years soon. Because eventually, his mother would find him, and he’s have to face the monster he was one final time.

    Hopefully by then, he’ll be able to let go of the guilt that haunts him.

It’s Jade Harley :D

Merry Christmas everyone from Illy

thank you @yunolik87​

you make me feel noticed and appreciated!

Someone asked for this And i enjoyed making it Because even the best of platformers get sick of the parkour sometimes

No idea who you all are but damn if i agree

Being a specific race or gender doesnt define who you are

Its the culture you surround yourself in and the memories you make that do

asians: pls care about racism against us

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Yeah, I know I’ve got better things I could be doing...

But I honestly don’t care

The characters are the cast of the horror RPG game (that’s getting an anime in July, or so I’ve heard) called Angels of Death (or Angels of Slaughter depending on who you ask)

Yes, I used another draw the crew, though in my defense, I need to work more on character positions and poses and anatomy, and I do better drawing on paper (sai + my wacom tablet hate the way i do sketches, i swear)

Also, as I’ve said before, they’re fun to mess around with.

In my eyes, Jesus is a caffeine internet addict. If there’s WIFI and coffee, he will ditch you and your problems in a heartbeat.

This was my alternate ending to that Footsteps in the Sand poem.

gotta love that Homestuck Style

Who loves Dark Link?

Link loves Dark Link

I wish there were more Breath of the Wild fanfics with Link x Dark Link

Maybe I’ll do a comic!

Yep maybe I’ll do that

*Inner Voice Yells in My Head* WTF ARE YOU DOING YOU ALREADY HAVE YOUR ORIGINAL WORK COMIC PROJECT YOU KEEP PUTTING OFF WHY IN THE HELL WOULD YOU DO THIS?!?!?!

Yeah... Maybe I’ll do that....