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‘violent delights have violent ends

and in their triumph die, like fire and powder

which, as they kiss, consume.’

some reservoir dogs tattoo concepts of my favourite Sad Guys

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boycows

sometimes you just have to draw holland march in gay little outfits to cope

#FUCK I accidentally posted this on my main #oh well #cal.png

the last thing you see before you get punched in the face

(alternatively, the last thing you see before you get told to go do your homework, holly, we’re working)

#shitty doodle but i can't believe i spent so long thinking this film wouldn't be that great #now p.i. my two dads found family live rent free in my head #the nice guys #jackson healy #my art #detective dads #cal draws #holland march

Cabala, my darling half-orc Wizard D&D character. She’s a shy, loving horse girl who wants to be vegetarian but is really bad at it

#d&d character #my art #d&d ocs #procreate #d&d #dndcharacter #dnd oc #cal draws

scooby doo gang with added existential terror and dick jokes

#John dies at the end #jdate #David wong #John cheese #Amy Sullivan #god I love them #I’ve been hankerin’ to read the books again for like. the sixth time.#just had so many Thoughts about them recently #my art #cal.png

updated header... I love succulents so much

#my art #succulents #pastel #vaporaesthetic #monstera #sketches n doodles #Rihanna Ellington #very heavily inspired this lmao #cal.png

a few lil figure studies, all in different brushes!!

#life drawing #copic #procreate #sketches #pastel #sketches n doodles #my art #cal.png

we’re little different from the beasts themselves

#bloodborne #soulsborne #artists on tumblr #my art #I just... adore this game #and gascgoine’s set #digital art #cal draws

for miles the golden sands spread, sun reflecting off each separate grain to throw a wave of blinding light through the windows. from the inside of the chirpy bubble of the diner, the desert looked silent and endless, sparse land punctuated by the occasional plant or rock. the horizon was home to a small collection of smooth-looking orange mountains which were almost out of place in the otherwise flat and lifeless landscape.

raising the mug of coffee to her lips, a quiet figure stared out through the window at the sight. how long would it be until she collapsed out there in the oppressive heat? just how far can a person walk armed just with a breakfast of caffeine and a small backpack before it just got too much? for a moment the solitary traveler considered trying to hike across it. she'd brought a map at another gas station further back and knew that if she could make it the trip would only be about ten miles west to the next town. there was also hitchhiking all the way around, but..

ugh.

what difference would it make?

#i wrote this at 2 in the morning pls dont judge me #writing #lit #oc:mel #southern gothic #southwestern gothic #vignette #cal writes

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Charles returns from a R&R break wholly unrested and unrecuperated. The last thing he wants is to walk into an intimate scene involving his two tent-mates, but when has he ever been so lucky?

i present... my first humble contribution to my favourite fandom out there. anything that adds to the hunnihawk content in this world is good enough for me