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"Oh Liam... What have you become...?"
Asra lowkey living the nightmare
Inktober 2018 - Day 1 - Poisonous
Gallius Rax
Based on an ink study by Edmund J. Sullivan from 1922!
The fleet admiral has a garden in his Star Destroyer. I can well imagine it discreetly containing poisonous plants for purposes of imperial intrigue.
Not that schemes and plots helped him much against a blasted-apart torso...
Featured are the poisonous resurrection lily and bloodflower, and roses (which are not poisonous, but may contain dangerous spores which cause the deeply unpleasant rose-thorn disease).
Okay but Imagine
Pennywise having an s/o who’s very sensitive to ghosts/spirits.
The sewers gave them an off vibe as well as Pennys domain but figured that was normal at first.
They constantly hear voices, laughing, giggling, crying, yelling, screaming..
The sound of running in the water.
Glimpses of children.
They think its Penny messing with them.
At some point it gets too overwhelming when theyre alone in his domain.
They break down in the realization of what it is.
Penny finds them curled in a ball, crying, wailing, shaking.
Penny ask them whats wrong, if theyre okay, who hurt them, are they hurt.
“I...I can hear them..”
“Hear who silly? Its just me and you~”
They look dead at him, tears swelling in their eyes as they point dreadfully at the floating children.
“Them.”
↕ - a memory that may or may not have happened
Memory Meme (tw: dark, macabre, death)
The silence is a stark contrast to the bellows and wails echoing down the catacombs just ten minutes prior. Drowning is an ugly death with ugly, pitiful sounds, but as the body ceases its movement in the finality of its death throes, I almost find myself missing the silenced pleas, the contortion of the dying face in the struggle. I hear the gentle, muffled clink of the chains underwater echo delicately in the watery expanse, embracing its assigned Sinner. A sign of passage, this cleansing. It’s satisfying, this song. There is a certain serenity here again in my little garden.
A serenity that breaks so easily as I hear another, shrieking down the catacombs, pleading for their life. This one is a screamer. I feel my head begin to pain, the familiar ache right between my brows knowing they will not die easy. A duty is a duty, still, and I ready the chains for another Sinner.
{ @stonestridernerd }
Draw this again meme with Ichabod. :3
2010 on the left, 2015 on the right.
Revamp of my old OC, Ichabod.
His old art was from 2010 and ohhhh my god lmao. It sorely needed the redo.
He’s an undead coyote, who’s body has been taken over by plants and mushrooms.