maze guy as good for your soul by oingo boingo :-3
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maze guy as good for your soul by oingo boingo :-3
Happy trans day of visibility everyone!
I bring you a special artful, more doodles and a small Dev comic. (The usual.)
Please remember to embrace who you want to be, never deny yourself happiness and celebrate who you choose to be! Most importantly, love yourself. <3🏳️⚧️
Sketches with "Die of death" characters 2
(Everything refers to this post) Maze Guy beetle and Harken as a scarab hedcanon desing
Stupid ships Maze Guy and IQuot
Female Pursuer version and yuri for a friend @stupidmizryaa
Sketches with Pursuer kids
Die of Death stuff
(mostly Mequot and Maze guy)
this fucking sucks okay whatever
More pursuer designs yay yay yippee I'm quite happy with these two...
Something stirs...
Original Art by Wesley Burt and Cynthia Sheppard, I Am Avacyn by Doug Beyer
@sarkhan-volkswagen
Something stirs up on the roof. I look up to see the skylight explode, a man crashing through it feet first. Tinted shards rain down into the cathedral. The cornchips bounce off my skin as the demons shield their heads.
The man crashes onto his feet, saber in hand. He stands straight, his boots grinding glass. He is unhurt, his ill-proportioned shades unshaken.
I hear the wings of the angels who perch in the rafters above me, and I can feel their starlight eyes on me. I steel myself in their light. As I raise my spear-tip to the vampire, it curves into a blade of justice.
The vampire takes another step, so that his chest rests against the spearhead. "You cannot harm me," he says with his bloody mouth. He reaches out to me. "And there is a reason."
The next words he says leave a mark on me. They are just sounds, just vibrations in air. But I feel them like a carver's knife. Like an inquisitor's brand.
"Avacyn, I am your father." he says.
I cannot see his face now, because he turns away from me. I cannot see whether he is monster or man. I can only see the glowing tip of his sword.
And then Nahiri crashed into the room, and things got a little fuzzy.
enter the maze