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i just showed an ant the truth and it popped like a firecracker
The Mantis Lords
Pt.1’s sequel of the ‘Warriors of the Hallownest’ series.
Yes, I will draw both colored and black-and-white ver.
I’ve been VERY busy lately,so I will try to post a new pic of the new series every week.
Some random NPCs I put in my style
230114 Bubble Updates - Felix 🖤
classic vines but they’ve been reshot hollywood style. a man stands over a cliff on a stormy night, his coat billowing in the heavy wind. rain-drenched, hair whipping about his chiseled features, he turns to the camera and–in a voice hoarse with betrayal–gasps: i can’t believe you’ve done this
Midnight. The detective bursts through a locked door to see a shadowy figure perched on the windowsill. The body of the Prime Minister sprawls on the ground, hardwood floor growing steadily darker around him. The curtains fly back as a gust of wind sweeps through the study - and in the next blink, the figure is gone.
The detective rushes to the window, but there’s no trace of the fugitive. They stare out into the shadows of London, and exclaim;
“What the f*ck, Richard?”
The detective and his assistants have been on this case for a week now. His fellows and colleagues had been gathered there to find the culprit of the murderers. On a rough day with no clear evidence in the apartment, he looks on in horror to his old friend, who is raiding the freezer on top of the fridge. Jim turns to the detective and yells: “What is this, the murder weapon? Get off my DICK!”
Two weeks go by. A shootout at Tower Bridge kills the team’s eyewitness before she can give them any information, and a cabdriver who might have had information has mysteriously vanished.
After a chance encounter, the team tracks the assassin to a boarding house before they vanish through a secret door. They’re at a dead end once more - until Jim points out the building’s address.
“Didn’t the Prime Minister stay here when he was younger?”
The landlady nods. “In this very apartment, with some other chap named Richard.”
Jim’s mouth falls open. “And they were roommates.”
The sleuth gasps.
“Oh my God, they were roommates.”
The detective closes the door behind him. He tries to stay quiet, but the latch clicks shut behind him.
The room is dark, illuminated only by the soft twilight glow that creeps in from the window. There’s a figure standing there, by the sill—backlit, so a glimpse of young round cheeks and shining eyes is all the detective sees as the boy whips around, then turns once more to silhouette.
Slowly, the detective’s eyes grow accustomed to the dim room. He can see the shape of the boy’s defensive stance, and a faint shadow outlining an outstreched arm, something grasped in a small fist.
“What…” the detective’s breath catches, and he tries to steady himself. “What do you have there?”
“A knife,” says the boy, the gleam of his grin, almost maniacal visible even through the murky dark.
The detective’s heart falls through his chest. “No.”
Greenpath was beautiful. Then I entered the Deepnest and all went to hell.
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Hob meets Death.
I love Death so much. She’s one of the best characters.
Your daily dose of cat memes
80s dream because hob was curious
oh my god oh my gOD OH MY GOD-
i feel like not enough people are exploiting hob not knowing dream’s name for Hijinx Purposes like imagine hob getting kidnapped and being literally incapable of providing any useful information
bad guy: tell us where morpheus is
hob: who?
bad guy: you are hob gadling, yes?
hob: not this century, no
bad guy: but you are the man who’s been coming to the white horse for 600 years
hob: depends who wants to know
bad guy: but do you know dream of the endless? the king of nightmares??
hob: sorry, i’m not really into metal musi—
bad guy: the sandman!! do you know morpheus, the sandman??!?!
hob: oh yeah like the fairy tale?
bad guy: so you DO know him!
hob: yeah i’m familiar with the story, i guess
bad guy: you’re familiar with the sandman
hob: sure
bad guy: so where is morpheus now?
hob: where is who?
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221022 Case 143 Mini Fan meeting - Felix 🔎
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oh to have a silly little house like this...
the inside has to look like this.
the peasant in me just thinks how hard it'd be to clean.