they're perfectly sane and normal after being kissed passionately (x)

ok ive decided - fuck it, v4v be upon ye this is my blog i do whatever i want around here additional v2 (& a bit of v1) sketches under cut bc well. favorite character

Nimbasa's Shining Star does it again✨

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original thief series basso & garrett :)

ngl, it's about quality over quantity for me. an npc can have a total of three minutes of screen time, but if they have a cool name, they can live rent free in my head and I'll spend several hours trying to decipher drawable features from a blurry screenshot of pixels

there is a vague hint of a story here, and that's because every time I try to play thi4f, I get incredibly frustrated with how Not Fun the game play is. like, is the story good? well. but it has a PLAGUE. that should've given it instant 'I'll replay this once a year' status in my heart, but the game play sucks so bad that I've never finished it. I can't believe Not Fun gameplay beat out my obsession with narrative plagues.

anyway, the idea is basically if the original era had a game with a plague centric narrative and some other stuff I liked out of thi4f thrown into a narrative blender, with a heavy dash of horror thrown in because some parts of the thief games were scarier to me than entire dedicated horror genre games.

⭐ places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app

dream blunt rotation includes valtteri bottas btw

part 1 part 2

Levi Has Been Yassified.

i saw a post by tumblr user vlada-slavik and i was like "Hey that seems fun. i'm gonna do that" so i did :-)!

there's the original. sorry byte i had to send you to the shadow realm for this one

kind of an unusual post but what is usual anyway amiright 💥💥

been brainrotting really hard about @yaelokre 's little world called Meadowlark i find it very unique ALSO you should definitely check their songs out!!!! >:O

+ I've been designing some ocs for meadowlark,,,, been going kinda crazy about these two, their names are Wren and Casper and they're both around 17 years old,,,, designs aren't completely done yet, so stay tuned‼️‼️‼️(trying to find a cute hairstyle to put Casper's hair in if you have any cute braid ideas let me know!!)

The brainrot (help me)

There is now Part 2

merged my two psychonauts doodle pages with a bit of appearance headcanons thrown in… uuwgghh

+ these little thangs i never posted

sorry for making you look at bobby. i am half asleepe

entei ball oc

meow?

please open it and zoom in on his face im obsessed with it personally

behind-the-scenes of xiao shunyao and wang herun filming the spit + slap during di feisheng's captivity

subtitles by me :)

Went Over Their Heads 🗣️

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I wonder if it's a design choice or the devs themselves can't make up their mind, but why did Solomon's eye colour "change" in NB? The chibi sprites in the OG show his eyes are shades of grey to brown/almost gold-bronze.

The NB chibi sprite shows his eyes to be dark blue and brownish-gold.

Don't even get me started with the cards and merch that can't make up his effing eye colour

To my Solobesties (I'm calling Solomon stans this now. I think we formed a strange kinship after lesson 17 even if we never interact lmao), especially artist solobesties, hats off to you and your service to the community.

My personal HC is kinda a spoiler for uhhhh something I'm writing, but here it is:

"It's just…your eyes are like you: I can't figure them out." "MC, I-" "No! No! Solomon, I'm sorry! No…it's not like that, I promise! Look at me, won't you? Please look at me." So he did. His eyes trembled as he met with yours. How could he have hidden this part of himself for this long? How could you not notice? How could you forget? How could Father be so cruel to him and you for simply existing? You traced the corner of his lips with your thumb as you held him by the cheek. He was leaning onto your right hand, unable to maintain his gaze. He was surprisingly bashful. Adorably shy without his facades. But he looked like he would crumble even with a gentle word so you did not say anything. He looked at you expectantly, then looked away as your gaze burned onto him for too long and muttered, "You can't figure me out?"in almost a whisper, after a long-drawn out silence, weighing in his words, watching your expressions and body language. Afraid, so deathly afraid. You smiled. "It's like I'm looking at a mirror. Sometimes it's silver, sometimes it's midnight. When you look at the world around you and then look back at me, I feel like you've captured the sky and the oceans in your eyes. It's beautiful." His face was red all over, even to the tips of his ears. It was such a shame. You haven't even said everything you wanted to say to him yet. That he was the moon and the stars to your daytime; gold and silver gazes, looking after you from afar in the many branches of realities he couldn't be as honest with you as he was now. Ah. What will you do without him now? How can you give this up after remembering everything? You knew it was selfish, but you love him. Both of him. Every part of him just as much as he loved you and every part of you that existed. But now, you had to say goodbye. Again. How truly unfair.

and my man thank u to my man