Haha Hiiii, Sorry For Reposting My Own Works, But Tumblr Seems To Have Deleted My Previous Account (hlo-pok-hopey)

Thank u thank u!! More horror is exactly what I'm going for with my redesigns!

And concerning your question:

No, they can't.

They're blind and rely on other senses

Tiny critters designs for my au!!

They're mostly similar to my Catnap design, but smaller (toddler sized)

- their eye sockets are empty and covered with skin

- instead of a zipper, there's a huge surgical scar on their bellies

- on the cheeks are scars from braces that keep the critters' faces smiling

- some children have gone so feral that they are more comfortable walking on all fours

- also usually critters wear collars with their respective pendants that are very difficult to take off, but these particular critters are from Safe Haven, so they don't have collars :)

the sillies

I want Vulture to be happy, so i will believe that on the new circle Max doesn't die, and Vulture and him get adopted by Ralph💚🍀

They're found family, your honour🥺🙏

Lmao fuck it

I wanted to start a new blog anyway

LIFE HACK: if you call things beautiful then they become so . Immediately in front of your eyes

Look at this dumbass i love him so much😭💕

Golden Wasteland: Then vs Now

What do you think it used to be called, before industrialization, when Alef was just a boy with a dream of creating a brighter tomorrow? Before the pipes and turrets in the name of "safety" and "modernity."

At what point did the name shift? Was it generations after the war laid waste and left the area in ruin? Or were there hushed whispers in the far corners of the realms of how certain areas were becoming desolate wastelands, uninhabitable by any Creature of the Light, even as King Resh reigned?

As for the workers who built the turrets brick by brick, laid the pipes across the vast expanse of grassy knolls, and hand-painted the sun and diamond motifs on their historic buildings - do you think they questioned it at all? Were there quiet mutterings of doubt and disapproval of the King's orders, followed by the uneasy silence and warningful glances of friends, family, co-workers?

Were there activists? Of course there was the whole resistance, but we always frame it as the realms fighting one another - what about the people living within the realms of prosper and privilege? Were there none who noticed the ecological turmoil beginning to take hold around them? Surely there was infighting amongst the higher classes and elites as the effects of industrialization were becoming more and more apparent.

Who would have received word of these complaints? Would people be punished for speaking out? Or would the concerns be raised to the proper authorities? And who were those authorities? The Elders?

So many questions, so few answers. I desperately need Sky: The Two Embers to be out, like, now.

Some of y’all need to jump up kick back whip around and spin instead of hating and it shows

I love tumblr

My current favorite thing ever is "Susan Ayers is alive" AUs. Anything from illustrations to full on AUs and fanfics. I love "they escaped early and she gives Doey the normalest childhood she can" and also "it took MANY years for her to reach him but she never stopped searching". All because she loves her boy with her whole heart, all three of them. No matter what shape he takes.