working on some other stuff while doing Helltober catch up, aka the raffle second prize (Dragon on the left) and my commission work (background on the right!) Busy with the art and trying to ramp up productivity c:
seen from United States

seen from Netherlands

seen from Malaysia
seen from Germany

seen from Russia
seen from Iraq

seen from Netherlands
seen from Finland
seen from China

seen from Singapore

seen from United States

seen from Netherlands
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Kazakhstan

seen from Singapore

seen from Malaysia
seen from Russia

seen from Netherlands
seen from Panama
seen from Germany
working on some other stuff while doing Helltober catch up, aka the raffle second prize (Dragon on the left) and my commission work (background on the right!) Busy with the art and trying to ramp up productivity c:
“Oh wait---”
“I’m still mad at Santa Claus.”
@theunknownmasks said: Bakura approached the Pharaoh to throw a paper ball at his face before walking off.
Said paper ball collides with his cheek, though it’s lightweight so the only reaction it gets from him is a tilt to the head and briefly closing his eyes.
He squints afterward.
“Oh, no you don’t—“ He points to the paper ball and chides, “Come back here and pick it up.”
Let. Yami/Atem. Fight. Bakura.
ghoultober 2020
okay, the universe wants to ruin the one time of year i look forward to above all else, SO I’M JUST GONNA MAKE MY OWN LITTLE SPOOPTOBER LIST OF DRAW PROMPTS.
ghoul ana
pumpkiny babs
hobgoblin
hollow jack
vampy stuff outfits/aesthetic for mee
bog witch aesthetic
various bogwitch chars (make em up on the spot)
boogeyman
boogeyman representations
mindscape
nightmares
weird autumn
cauldrons
i WILL enjoy this month, dammit!
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( why don’t you come close puppy ? i have a gift for you )
“...............what is it?”
@missingstarter // welp
“Aw, you don’t gotta be that way about it, little homeslice. I’ve got morals, they just happen to deviate from the norm, is all.”
How nostalgic. Proton smiles, fondly, and bends to stick a gloved hand right in those red locks, ruffling away. Silver can act tough all he wants, but that gasp said it all, really. Proton’s got the edge here, and he knows it well.
“Normally, I’d say you’re right: it ain’t my business where you go or what you do -- until you make it my business. And this recent little escapade, right here? Sorry to say, but I gotta put a stop to it.”
Hand returning to rest upon his hips, he gestures to the hallway. He’s got a bit of a soft spot for the lad, so he gets one chance to make this right and get out of his hair before this becomes unpleasant for the both of them.
“Now, I can be a decent guy, so I’mma give you the choice. You can walk outta here with me, and I’ll let you go -- no hard feelings, and not a word to my Bosses. It’ll be like you were never here. Orrrrrrr you can be difficult, as you usually are, and I’ll have to hold onto you until we can figure out what to do about this sneaking habit you’ve picked up.”
no one got time to fight hot guys at 3am when your salon opens in 5 hours