Shadow and Bone, s2e4
Sade Olutola
DEAR READER
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

Andulka

blake kathryn

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art blog(derogatory)
trying on a metaphor
Cosmic Funnies

titsay
i don't do bad sauce passes
Misplaced Lens Cap
Not today Justin

shark vs the universe
Keni
AnasAbdin
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$LAYYYTER
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Shadow and Bone, s2e4
Embrace your legacy. Desire it. Devour it. Die for it.
Temir [oc]
Another very Halloween coded commission!
Awooo indeed.
Shadow & Bone, s2e4
My GIF masterlist
I want to pin him to a cork board like a butterfly on display
Color Palette Challenge #93 - Ares
my favorite time is lights out bedtime in jammies lay in bed and beat my OCs with metal bats for bedtime story in my brain
Shadow and Bone s02e04: “It's a simple trade, Rollins. Speak my brother's name and your son lives.”
this has been stuck in my head for awhile. Kerry patches V up<3
"shh, you're fine."
*flicks open knife*
Archetype Inspirations | Dark Messiah
Idk if he is even recognizable at this point, but I really love the idea of living tattoos Trying new things in terms of artstyle.
character will get 10x hotter with the addition of blood btw. bonus points for disheveled hair, untucked clothing, and glazed, feverish eyes.
Waking Up Scenarios
Concrete Cold — eyes open to the sting of gravel pressed into their cheek, dried blood sticking their skin to the ground. Every muscle aches when they try to move.
Fogged and Bound — awareness trickles back with a burning neck, wrists cinched tight, fighting for vision as they realise they can’t move.
Hands First — they wake to someone slapping lightly at their face, murmuring “hey, come on, stay with me” — blurred voices and panic before the world comes back into play.
Public Humiliation — wake flat on their back in the middle of a crowd, strangers staring down, some filming, none helping fast enough.
Too Bright — harsh light floods in the second they pry their eyes open, head pounding, body strapped to a metal table.
Caretaker’s Lap — they stir to the feeling of a shirt under their cheek, arms around them, someone whispering: “easy, you’re safe, I’ve got you.”
Alone and Exposed — waking in an alley, shirt damp, ribs aching, with no memory of how they got there or why their hands won’t stop shaking.
Dragged Back — half-conscious, they wake only enough to realize they’re being carried, boots scraping the floor, head limp against a stranger’s chest.
Fever-Slick — waking mid-sickness, drenched in sweat, mumbling nonsense, too weak to push the blanket away.
Interrupted Nightmare — they jolt awake with a cry, not realizing the screams were theirs, throat raw, body fighting before hands pin them gently down.
Pinned by Weight — stirring only to feel a boot or a knee across their chest, air still cut off, the fight not finished after all.
Labored Return — they come to gasping, chest heavy, heartbeat wrong, every inhale clawing its way through cracked ribs or bruised lungs.
Disoriented — first thought: where am I? Second: why can’t I move? Third: oh fuck, someone’s watching me.
Hannibal (2013-2015)
3x06 - “Dolce”