A fisherman's standard catch.

Masu Trout's fic/meta/reblogs/etc. Currently switching things up a bit. My AO3 is here, message me for my Discord details. 18+ only, please.

[finch99]

[crimson-chains]

A cute ponyta, I love this design! ^W^

[nervousdrop]

Being tired of the Illuminati

I suppose you know a photo I used as reference here ha-ha

[trulycertain]

Destiny is a serious game for serious people.

My thanks to @masu-trout, and the poor other players we tormented.

[masutrout]

You are going to get so much mileage out of that boombox, I can already tell. 😄

[traumzeit27]

Daniel Arsham + Hajime Sorayama

@danielarsham

@hajimesorayamaofficial

[blamensir]

his birthday was yesterday!!!!

[dr-vauclair-art]

Vauclair’s Inktober Day 18 - Whaler

[bladesrunner]

FALLOUT 4 SCENERY

↳ ғᴀʀ ʜᴀʀʙᴏʀ ʙʏ ɴɪɢʜᴛ 🌙

[genamewmew]

[genamewmew]

There is not enough of Pritchard in the game((

I love the man

[trulycertain]

Like crow scribbles? Like sticking them on stuff? Yeah, mate, me too.

Fresh hand-drawn nonsense just uploaded, including:

just chillin’/attempted murder

The Shape of Crows

cloud nine

a good omen

[helius-helius]

[masutrout]

A softer machine.

[theravenofthenight-deactivated2]

Finally was able to finish it :D

[barbarabeebo]

cats be like

[snail-esc]

i have very important things to say about aeris gainsborough

[trulycertain]

Oops, guess I wrote a little of that Adam/Aria genderswap AU I’d been playing with.

She just… looks a little lost, and Aria’s counter is one of the first stops once you get off the elevator. Sure. That’s why Aria calls out to the tall, dark figure who’s pausing to take in the busy office.

Never mind that this woman probably doesn’t do lost. Her stride is long, loping, the kind of confidence that comes with training and being used to carrying a ton of gear and assessing the hell out of a situation before you walk into it. Military, maybe, or police; in TF29, you’re usually one of the two. But police or military don’t usually dress like… that.

But still… Maybe it’s the hesitation, the tension in her shoulders; Aria can’t blame her, the place is chaotic right now, even more so than usual… Still, something makes Aria say, “Hey there. You looking for someone?”

The new arrival’s head turns, and a dark eyebrow rises from under… Huh. The height was the first thing Aria noticed, but the second thing is the shades. They shine dully under the flourescent lights. Shadows fall on sharp cheekbones and make her look… alien, almost. Expressionless.

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