Dream big
No title available
art blog(derogatory)
ojovivo
RMH

blake kathryn

@theartofmadeline
Xuebing Du

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Acquired Stardust
Game of Thrones Daily
occasionally subtle

izzy's playlists!
NASA
sheepfilms
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year

No title available
tumblr dot com
Mike Driver

No title available
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from Canada

seen from Italy

seen from South Korea

seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from Saudi Arabia

seen from United States
seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Lithuania

seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from Malaysia

seen from China

seen from United States
seen from South Korea

seen from Singapore
@blackpilotpen
Dream big
Scorching hot
What if in this scene, Riza accidently step a little further than that?
kith❤️
I have peaked as an artist
Made this one some time ago and had the HONOR of collabing with my dear friend @royai who wrote this AMAZING piece!
Love u Katie :3
After Dark
by @royai
It came as a surprise to Riza Hawkeye that the light could be as fearsome as the dark.
It never occurred to her that trouble could exist in the thin space between the two, that it should preserve itself there for a hundred years, maybe longer, and wait. She imagined herself as a girl asleep in her bed, moonlight slanting through her four-paned glass window, a ferry for the monsters and the things that were worse than monsters. Children checked under their beds and inside their closets, refused to venture into cellars and attics, thought of warding off the unknown with fat oil lamps and candles melting into their brass candlesticks. That things with spindly arms and bodies blacker than ink could use light as a conduit for their demented games…
That they could touch her, even…
Keep reading
最終巻でますますおばみつの虜になりました🐍🍡
末永くお幸せに…😍
Your art has so much improved over the course of this year and it makes me so happy to see your new artworks everytime! :D
🥺🥺🥺🥺Antonia… Im so, so glad… I wouldnt have gotten this far if it wasnt for the overwhelming support Ive received from all my friends this few months and youve been here all this time… it means a lot, thank you!❤️
About the 3rd rules
Oh, you!
Daughters of alchemy
While it isnt art of the fic itself, I couldnt take @tsaritsa‘s amazing fic Don’t let my ink fade off my mind while drawing it and you should all read it too:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/17399663
Roy: Since when she become this scary?
Havoc: Since forever...
Drawing your bros..
Havoc draw Royai doujin...
Just a few Rizas
Watching BBQ
i think about riza sometimes and if she ever feared becoming her father.
dejected, a hermit, unsmiling and generally cold. stuck in that house. sequestered away. no family, no fortune. unkind.
and i think about how easily she gave herself to the military. how the military was something her father clearly hated, and about how riza, young and afraid of being anything like her father, latched onto the very opposite of what he was. she took in the ideals he hated hoping to do something he hadn’t done. to change the world, to be more than a hermit, a broken scholar, a crude father, daughter.
and then i think about how, after ishval, riza realized she had become something so other from her father. he was abhorrent, no doubt, but he was not a mass murderer. he was not a genocidal soldier. he did not bend so far into naivety that he became a war criminal.
it must have hurt her then to realize that in her fight for freedom from her father, for individuality and kindness, she turned into a thing far worse than him. he was right, in a way, that the military was no place for alchemists. he was right to scorn it.
riza never became her father, but she became something much worse.