I'm Slowly Getting Out Of The Artblock, So I Drew Finrod (One Of My Beloved And Stupid Favourite Elves)

Sans sweep was so powerful the residual shockwaves accidentally killed the fucking queen

An Update:

Also, happy Antifa mob anniversary

Lamb to the slaughter

You know how we keep finding shitposts that accidentally predicted all the bullshit that's actually happening?

I'm gonna start making shitposts about good things happening.

I think a fundamental difference between book Dracula and Nosferatu is how the protagonists work as a collective. In Dracula, they are the Scooby Gang (trusting, collaborative, polyamorous). In Nosferatu, they are the teens from an 80s slasher (suspicious, deceitful, jealous). The count can be defeated, but only the power of friendship can save Mina.

Well. I rewatched arcane

“Stop calling wrightworth old men they’re only 24-32″ you don’t understand, when we call them old men it has nothing to do with age. 

Miles Edgeworth was an old man at 9 years old. He dresses like a 17th century vampire. He deadass uses a phone in his office from the 19th century. He talks like he’s in a dickens novel. His hobby is drinking tea and playing chess with himself. Phoenix Wright canonically doesn’t know how to use a computer. Despite ostensibly being a millennial he’s used the same Nokia phone for the last 15 years that’s now held together with packaging tape. He complains about his back aching and calls people 7 years his junior kids.  It’s about the mindset. The personality. On all levels except physical they are old fogeys 

I had a dream I was running a dnd one shot for dungeon meshi, where I put them in a ‘seemingly normal town’ that was actually one super organism meat-slime monster mimic thing that replicated entire towns to draw in prey. All the ‘people’ were like an angler’s fish lure, attached to a pulsating floor by viscera. It was an inelegant pantomime of normalcy.

only

Chilchuck was the only one rolling high enough perception checks to actually notice. He was losing his mind freaking out while Senshi was gushing over unique cuisine (more pieces of the monster) and Marcille was busy buying things in the flesh market. Chilchuck kept begging them to figure it out but they just kept flubbing roll after roll, trying to convince Chilchuck he was over reacting and needed to calm down now they were safely out of the dungeon.

How to Draw Greek Chitons

Artist: Glimja

Water. Earth. Fire. Air. [x][x]

113 years ago maurice leblanc posed the question “what if i made your oc and my oc wrestle on a boat 😳and they could perceive one another’s very souls😳” to which arthur conan doyle answered “i hate you. never say this to me again.”

and now look where we are. who had the last laugh, doyle? was it you. or was it the man who decided herlock sholmes and arsene lupin were going to have a nice meal at a restaurant and wrestle on a boat