#he spook

[lexipolara]

Cooking seeker angst from my fan continuity tf brainrot shit and like, please dude, this sketch keeps sending me- Warp is flibbergisted djshdjsb

[edit: the lil comic this be for exists now]

[boiledadhd]

(old) First ever Eclipse design(?)

in pretty sure this was my first design of Eclipse? Not sure though lol. Don't worry though, I'm redrawing this demon rat king as I post this lol 😂

[lexipolara]

More screenshot edits, and make em traumatized hunter and rieol ✨✨

[sternsiegel]

Bro... You ok?

[detective-rk400]

@9th-in-a-line asked: "You can't yell at me because it's not your activation day anymore!" Caleb laughed maniacally Slamming down several rather intricate models for Connie to build, all motorized and ready to be tinkered with. A sail boat, a car, a plane, all remote controlled.

Uninvited Inquiries l Accepting

The one time, the ONE TIME he lets his guard down, and the android designed to be a war machine sneaks up on him and scares him. He was just trying to do his own thing, play a game without bothering anyone, and now this. 

And unfortunately, he doesn’t react quickly, startling and nearly falling off the bar stool he was sitting on. “What the hell Caleb? Ambush tactics? Really?” He said after managing to prevent himself and the chair from falling over. Then his eyes fell on the models. He registered the words that Caleb said, and felt his stress levels immediately rise. 

“Ah. I see.” He says, debating on escape routes. He’d honestly forgotten that yesterday was that day. He tried to seem calm while sliding off of the bar stool. “How considerate.” Unnecessary.

[asks-n-trolls]

It seems someone's at the door for Xavier. Another, shorter fuschia waits, a smile on her face. "Hello! May I speak to the head of the house?" Her fins wiggle.

Xavier nervously made his way to the front, spotting the shorter fuchsia worried him a bit ‘Had she been sent here to send a message? To warn him to stay in the shadows?’ he approached the door “ Yes? Did you... need anything? “

[supernatural-raptor]

Spooky

[cruelshape]

"hey leatherface!" he raises his gun, finger hovering over the trigger. "over here, you asshole!"

  the morsel squirmed in his hands, kicking at his legs and clawing at his grip to no avail, when suddenly his attention is pulled elsewhere. this loud, confrontational animal demanded he come forward; micheal tilts his head. rare was the prey that stood bravely in the face of death, and even rarer was that which invited it.

how curious.

the shape drops the woman to the floor, turning to face the stranger with knife in hand. the brisk north-western air bites at him as he sucks it in behind the mask, and in an instant he’s marching towards dean with the devil at his back.