#angery!!!

[simmister]

i'm trying to teach myself to make mods and i'm upset that i'm not immediately good at it

[spikedru]

and drusilla is still the only member of the whirlwind that didnt get any kind of redemption arc despite being the one who deserved it the most

[loquaciouslass]

There was a horrifying moment where I thought I’d lost this entire image, but thankfully, it was only some colour adjustments.

Here’s a fight between One Large Boy and One Very Large Creature of Undetermined Gender

[everydenrockbell]

[ubercharge]

i can’t find my emery board i’m going to break something

edit; nvm i found it like 2 seconds after i published this

[odessastone]

Thought I’d be smart by preordering Overwatch Declassified from Barnes & Noble instead of from Amazon, because every hardcover I’ve bought from Amazon they throw in a box with no protection and it gets all banged up in shipping. But BN is telling me the estimated arrival date isn’t until the 14th 😡

[outofmylab]

@kxllerclaws, continued from here!

It's a shame, Dexter thinks, that he had no private laboratory space of his own in this location. He would be much more comfortable with his current situation if he could understand it, and being unable to privately examine the change his body has gone through has made him antsy. He feels insecure, and he's made sure to keep his hands covered by his gloves ever since he'd seen what had become of them.

He's decided to press his luck by attempting to navigate to the laboratory that was here. It looked futuristic enough on the map, but he can only hope that this "Finkelstein" would be gracious enough to allow him to use his equipment.

The boy walks the path, his gaze blinking between the map in his gloves and the building in the distance. He pays little attention to his surroundings until something prompts him to— a sound rather loud and concerning.

He freezes in place, swiveling around in an instant. Nothing is there, but he's had enough experience with the local incorporeal residents already to know precisely what was going on. The speed at which anger rises within him is impressive, and he bears his fanged teeth while his tail thumps the ground in annoyance. He does not want to deal with such impossibilities when he was simply trying to find a place that he could be comfortable in.

The boy waits for the display to finish, debating for a moment whether he should snap one of the fallen twigs in half to give the ghost a much-needed hint. He ultimately mentally declares the action as childish, but the temptation was still very much present.

Dexter blinks up at the spectre when it appears, a bit surprised by the fact that it had decided to reveal itself. Typically, he'd be left with a few echoing giggles, and that would be that. This new development does nothing to ease his frustration— if anything, it amplifies it. Even more so after he hears what words it has for him.

"No." he spits. "I am not afraid of you. And I am starting to become very annoyed by you and your associates' actions. And— of course I am a child! What, did your friends somehow, in some way— not see that in the first place? Is— Is that all I needed to say for you to leave me be? Or are you just—"

He groans loudly, not unlike the sound an upset toddler might make. He ruffles his hair, stamping his boot into the soil.

"I am very— very— sick of this." Dexter starts again through gritted teeth. "I do not want... whatever stuuupid thing— you're trying to do! It is stupid and dumb and I don't want it!"

[beliscary]

tumblr eating my replies to ppl is going to be my villain origin story