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someone take the fucking stylus away from me
Hey....hey don't think about pittbull!ghost with a docked tail meeting border collie!soap with a docked tail....
Don't think about ghost remembering his own docking, how his Da accidentally stepped on his tail and refused to take him to the hospital. Simon suffered a broken tail for months until the infection nearly killed him.
Don't think about soap noticing ghost staring at his stump, how the little nub still wags when he gets excited.
"Lost is when I was seven." Soap would tell ghost with a smile, playfully bumping his shoulder with ghost. As if his docking wasn't something horrible. "I was a happy wee pup, whacked it on every sofa and corner I could."
Ghost stares at soap, completely silent as he takes it in. Soap continues unaware "O' course Mum didn't catch it in time, had to get docked. Now ah' match my sisters!"
And ghost...ghost doesn't have anything to say to that. He can hardly stand to think about his missing tail most days, memory full of nights spent silently crying in fear his Da would come and yell at him again. He lost his tail in agony.
Soap...soap lost his because he was happy. Because he was too happy and wagging his tail all the time.
Ghost forces out some excuse of losing his tail in a fight, refuses to talk any more about it. But late at night, he curls up in bed and tries to imagine what it would have been like to be so fucking happy he lost his tail.
Uhh....yeah don't think about that.
And what if I said that there is a slowly mounting foreshadowing that Alastor might eventually lose an arm? What THEN, fellow clutching-at-imaginary-straws theorists?
Not to mention we JUST watched Emily lose a wing too. It’s not outside the realm of possibility.
Why else is this man’s upper extremities having MULTIPLE close calls in such short notice? If he isn’t two inches away getting something lobbed off with an angelic axe, he’s getting chunks of his extensor muscles ripped out by a shark-dog. SOMETHING is bound to happen one of these days, mark my words.
buny buny buny buny buny
arthur the terrible (and his boyfriend)
This is over. The Chain faced an enemy too strong for them. Here is the bad ending.
I don't really know myself why I decided to make them suffer like this, but the idea was stuck in my head and, you know me, I'm weak against angst. This happens at the very last minutes of the last fight of the Chain, so there is no much time for exposition (except for the few hints I put in the dialogues), so I encourage you to make your own mind up.
Thank you for watching!! ❤️❤️
arm scene (redux)
real ones know i already drew this scene years ago. but it was ugly..