did some recolours of these teeth dividers by @mmadeinheavenn

Say hello to my objectsona that was worth my time, AND I’m very proud of (wow I’m actually proud of this art guyz this is so rare)

(Time taken: 3hrs, 9mins)

Uhh hello bookmark in my new artstyle!!

+ with a small color redesign

+ with different povs

+ with more info about her design, lore, and just character study overall:

(I recommend to click on the img to read the text better ^^)

And uhh

Old vs New design comparison (+ artstyle)

Purple -> Pastel Blue

Sky Blue -> Off-White

Yeah idk I lost my excitement after stimming for a good 10 minutes!1!

Enjoy!! (I hope this doesn’t flop 😭‼️)

(Tagging some moots cause it flopped I’m sorry uhhwhgfdffadd omfg how much times will i jinx myself???— I’d love it if you rb btw/nf/nf/nf/nf)

@akalikestodraw @infinite-ticking-clock37 @galaxy-brushs-asks-blogs @knightobreath @solgavee @woodrocko @facelessthefreak @homobrainjuice @applesaucify @maxphilippa @chocolatespyro

SORRRYYYY :((

something wicked

New friends

You may regret this @phoenixcatch7 lol, what if I start spamming you /j

Less cryptid Batman in this particular WIP since it's semi-outsider pov lol (one of two outside person not unnerved by them lol)

🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇

   Clark knew Batman wasn’t human, even before that disaster of a mission where he had let it slip to the others. 

   He’d known for a long time, from one of their early meetups, when Batman had first referred to him as Clark Kent instead of Kal-El, and he had panicked. He hadn’t ever lied to his teammates when he said that the cloak prevented him from seeing his body, but his ears still worked. 

   He’d tried to listen to a heartbeat, to see if his at the time temporary ally was lying when he stated he wasn’t going to tell anyone and… Nothing. There was no heartbeat, no breathing, nothing even remotely human, and if he didn’t know any better, nothing even remotely alive about the silence. 

   He couldn’t help but to pay attention more, to seek out the strange almost silence-feeling that accompanied the Gotham vigilante each time he felt it. It was… almost comforting, like the swaying of branches and the rustling of cloth over stone. Familiar, compared to the hustle and bustle surrounding him in the city. 

   The first thing he had noticed, physically that is, was Batman’s ears. Previously he’d thought the man unemotional, what with the rough voice, expressionless white eyes, cloak-covered body and the gas mask covering a good chunk of his face. 

   Yet the longer he watched, even idly, the more he noticed that while the man’s face or body didn’t show much, his ears did. 

   While Batman could stay silent and still for hours, the long ears twitched and swiveled, catching on the hood that he’d always wear around them. They’d pin back sometimes, a near silent sound he couldn’t quite place accompanying the movement, while other times they’d twist a near full three-sixty, as though searching for whatever sound it had caught. 

   Sometimes, when he’d startled the other vigilante, there’d be rattling noise, like wood and metal clacking together before it was cut off. It was a strange sound, one he’d not heard anywhere else, except with his… friend. 

   Were they friends? He’d like to think so. 

   The next time he was reminded that his friend wasn’t human was when he saw him get injured. It hadn’t been a bad injury, even if the Gothamite’s head had hit the wall with a very loud cracking noise, but he’d still smelled what he’d eventually come to recognize as blood. There was an almost pickle-like scent to it though that wasn’t quite it either. 

   Honestly the closest he could think of describing it was some sort of formaldehyde. And once he focused, he could pick out other things beneath it. Maybe not flesh and blood in the traditional sense, but still. 

   There was always that scent of cloth and wood, but he could smell the black liquid, paint, a metallic thing underneath like iron and steel. No heartbeat, no breath, but life all the same. It was honestly beautiful in a way, like a part of the city the other vigilante called home had come to life. 

   And it wasn’t like Batman minded whenever his own human mask slipped. Clark may have been raised by his Ma and Pa, whom he loved, but it didn’t make his body any more human in nature. There were just some things that he couldn’t change, and it took effort to move like one all day as a civilian when his body wasn’t designed to do so.

   So he stayed quiet for the most part when their group of three grew, and people started to speculate. He diverted the conversations whenever it turned to him, lightly admonishing over the various rumors. 

   It didn’t matter if Batman wasn’t human, he was still his friend, their ally and teammate. Was he curious? Oh of course, he’d gone into journalism for a reason after all, but it was still his friend. If he wanted to tell, he’d tell, and Clark wouldn’t break his trust. 

The boys after beating the hell out of some evil parasite

Pondering the orb (and the wet beast inside)

[ID: digital drawing of Raphaella la Cognizi from the chest up. She is a white woman with long light hair, blue eyes and bat wings. She is leaning her arms and head on a transparent ball, and looks fondly at a slick red creature inside. The creature looks like the human heart, with 7 translucent tentacles coming out of it. The creature us alive and is clinging to the inside of the ball. Two of its tentacles are poking out of tye ball through breathing holes. End ID]

💥 alt vers under cut vv

It wasn’t conclusive data detailed in a graph and tables from abundant tests, but it was more than enough to solidify the idea in Leo’s head. Any doubt he may have had now fled, especially with the recent development he’d noticed the past few days. He couldn’t help the stunned look he was sharing with the rest of his present family, but that was slowly exchanged for a wide smile. “...We’re really twins?” he couldn’t help but ask.

“I would have to test it, but it is not out of the question of possibility,” Draxum confirmed as Splinter and Casey made their way into the area now as well.

“Oh, I didn’t know you guys hadn’t figured that out yet,” Casey mused aloud, having caught the tail end of the conversation.

There was a stretch of silence as the others processed Casey’s loose confirmation of tests Draxum hadn’t even begun to run, and then Mikey blurted his reaction first. “YOOOO Really?? You mean this whole time Donnie and Leo have been in each other’s brains?!?! Wow! That is so unfair!” Mikey’s outburst derailed Leo’s own thoughts slightly, and earned laughter from April and a chuckle from Raph.

“Awww don’t worry Mikey. At least you get private time for real instead of having someone always in your head,” April consoled.

“Yeah, that’s true,” Mikey hummed, instantly placated for now as he considered the difference it would actually make.

“Well you’re in luck, because all four of you are haunted,” Draxum abruptly announced, clapping his hands together. “So you can figure out for yourself what it’s like to have a companion all day every day.”

__________________________

* slides this over to the public and pats it gently *

Sometimes I get stuff invading my brain like a plague until I type it out or draw it, and I actually have this whole headcanon timeline universe thingy that currently has 30 pages of scattered one shot drabble story bits relating to it. I wasn’t planning on posting anything obviously relating to it until after I finished the Better Genes comic, but that peepaw tournament that’s been going on has been making it hard for me to focus ‘cause I keep getting distracted by this other stuff. And then I ended up doodling out these images, and that first one I just finished now and really wanted to post it. Which means now instead of a proper intro everyone gets vague dustings of stuff. |DD

I’m calling it “Tethered Timeline”, and it’s pretty much a whirlwind brain barf that spilled out when I had the idea of Casey’s 4 dads the 4 boys from Casey’s timeline get yoinked back to the present time after the Krang are defeated and tethered on a 3 meter leash to their younger counter parts. And also no one living can see or hear them, and they can only physically affect things that are exclusively owned by their younger selves. Their current goal is to get one person from the living world to realize who they are.

The drawings are essentially concepts of Spirit Donnie, and the story clip is from a typed part I have where the younger boys (minus Donnie) learn that they have spirits tethered to them.

....... *wheezes* enjoy ;7;

doing an illithid power run in bg3 like

trying (and failing) to make a gif with a glowing / partly transparent bg yeehaw

so, i just finished heathers the musical and this happened

silly times (+ pre-embrace parasite)

WHATS UR FAVORITE RYOMINA MOMENT FROM THE MOVIES I NEED TO KNOW!!!

HI FELIX!! thank you for the ask i am always happy to take more opportunities to talk about ryomina they are so special to me o7

it is VERY tempting for me to answer, "every fucking time ryoji showed up on screen!" ok this might be an exaggeration, i like 90% of his screentime, december 2nd ryoji should've been portrayed more like a pathetic wet dog imo but i digress. but hm... favorite moment.

while the helper's club montage has a very strong place in my heart (it permeated my braincells without my permission)!! i think my favorite part of ryomina's portrayal in the movies is the whole sentence finishing thing they got going on. i feel like that's a cop out answer but like.

there is something so so gut wrenching to me about how they start off by making it so that ryoji is the one finishing minato's sentences. always ryoji. BUT THEN!!! when they meet again at the top of tartarus to do battle on judgment day!! they turn it on it's head!! and it's minato!! who finishes the sentence!! and fuck man does it make me feel like i'm being kicked down a staircase.

and to have the sentence finishing happen again for such an important day?? god idk im gonna tear up and someone needs to like. give me like. a chew toy or something this makes me so fucking insane (blows up) (blows up).

so basically my favorite moment is really like, january 31st, but a lot of my attachment to it is BECAUSE they have that set-up in november with ryoji being the silliest fucking guy to have ever walked at gekkoukan. and oh man oh man the fucking. THE. when. WHEN THEY FOLLOW IT UP WITH MINATO SUMMONING THANATOS AFTER THIS?? yeah man. that's the fucking shit.

like i don't think the english language is enough to convey how much i love the artistic choice to have the flash frame of ryoji when minato summons thanatos. it's the hesitation and rebellion babey!!! the whole scene afterwards is so fucking juicy as well.

honorable mention to when ryoji jumped off the fucking roof at iwatodai station to tell minato that he has kindness in his eyes and that he doesn't like seeing him alone. what kind of guy does that. that's so fucking hilarious to me like actually. he was insane for that.

anyway that is my answer i HOPE u enjoyed reading it, god, ryomina still makes me eyes watery (it's been almost 2 years since i've met them??? what the fuck). i feel like others have echoed this sentiment before but nevertheless i was super happy to type it out :D

i think ppl pathologize parasitism in nature to an unhealthy degree. Parasitism as a lifestyle in nature isn't some unnatural disruption of the host or the community's functioning; if anything, parasites facilitate energy transfer between several trophic levels and even ensure populations don't grow to an unsustainable degree. Their methods of reproduction and travel are fascinating! By numbers alone their living style is more common than traditional predation! Maybe their relative obscurity to us makes us fear them in ways that eerily reflect past attitudes about keystone predators like wolves. Mainstream opinion on the living style of parasitism tends to place human feelings of violation and disgust onto species that it doesn't apply to; frankly, applying these attitudes to host species and their parasites obfuscates their actual relationships and makes it very very difficult to overcome these biases to learn more about their actual effect on their communities. It's honestly a little disheartening to see folks start to embrace "unpopular" animals like spiders and continue to thoughtlessly hate every parasite they hear about. Cordyceps fungus and Leucochloridium flatworms, i am so sorry for what the internet says abt u <3

(for further reading/a good jumping off point: Ecological Consequences of Parasitism)

MY SPACE AU BLOODMOON !!!! I've yet to draw them with uhhhjjhw a proper ref bc I was trying to figure out their design a bit first but expect a ref soon !!

THEY CAN BE SCRUFFED FOR CONVENIENT TRAVELLING 🎉🎉🎉 they enjoy it I promise, I know real animals don't but shhhh he's a space creatur he isn't real

I know I drew my space au KC holding him like this, but that was only because I've already gotten his design figured out. Eclipse is usually the one who carries him around like this

HE'S ALSO BIOLUMINESCENT. HE CAN GLOW. IT'S VERY COOL. I WILL DRAW IT ON IBIS SOON I PROMISE