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- I can draw OCs, canon characters, OCs/Canon, Canon/Canon - I can draw wolves/furries (if you need examples I will gladly show) - I will not draw mecha, machines, anything that is overly complicated - Gore is allowed - please send me an ask or email at [email protected] if interested or if you have any more questions [ nsfw prices are here ]
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Violence/Death themed ask memes/prompts
((Obviously, lots of trigger warnings here so please be careful - Violence tw, death tw, killing tw, physical abuse tw, blood tw))
“Is that blood?!”
“You didn’t have to kill them!”
“Your car is dented, who did you hit?!”
“I could always just kill them…”
“Why are your knuckles bruised?”
“Just go! I’ll clean up this mess.“
“You busted my lip!”
“You clean up, I’ll hide the body.”
“They deserved it.”
“Dont you dare hit me!“
“I liked killing them.”
“Oh God, there’s so much blood!“
“Don’t be a baby, I only kicked you in the balls.”
“Kill them! Go on!“
“Who gave you that black eye?!”
“They died happy at least.“
“Do you want me to hit you?!“
“Get rid of them and I promise I’ll never bother you again.“
“I’ll kill you, I swear!“
“They were trying to kill me! I had to defend myself!”
“I’ll kill every last one of them."
"Ow! I think you’ve broken my arm!”
“I’ll fight beside you."
"Are you burning a body?”
“I was protecting you!”
“Don’t be alarmed, but I may have just run a guy over.”
“Have you ever killed anyone before? Be truthful.”
“It was an accident!”
“Well, you should’ve thought about that before you hit them with your car!”
“Burn the body and lets go.”
“I’m glad they’re dead!”
“They’re not going to make it.”
“Don’t you dare die on me!”
“I had to do it.”
“I killed them so we can be together, don’t you see that?”
“I may or may not have a dead person in my basement.”
“I am sick of cleaning up your mess!”
How can we survived this…
THERES MORE HISTORY IN THIS THING THAN YOU AND KEITHS FOUR ASSES SQUEEZED TOGETHER
i’m totally back
i drifted for what felt like hours. neither of us spoke.
Reblog if you are willing to do toxic ships
Not every love is sweet and kind Sometimes, love is dangerous Poisonous, addictive, obsessive Leaving emotional, mental and physical scars Don’t want to walk away, refuse to let go To need, no matter how much it hurts To know the same pain is returned Because some don’t want just the sweet They crave the bitter too
nate:
“And that is a point-five increased from last quarter’s numbers. We’re on the up and up!” Said, while he’s gingerly scrubbing dirt from every abraded patch of skin he’s got. ( Which is a LOT. ) “ – shit, Jason. What’s that on your shirt?”
He’s gonna’ wind up flicking Jason’s nose for falling for that trick, badum TISH.
The stare he gives Nate could start fires. Jason’s not gonna look down, he’s done that stupid trick so many times that Jason would rather bleed out into the dirt. “Oh thanks, man. I’m so glad you think so, I’m so glad we’ve been in this situation so many times that there are quarters associated with it!”
nate:
#tatauwarrior
“Look on the bright side. At least the baddies weren’t after OUR organs. Uh. This time.” That’s reassuring, Nate. That’s super reassuring. Good job, pal.
Absolutely incredible. Is he bleeding? He’s totally bleeding. Better gauze that one up, too. “Wow, thanks Nate. What an amazing observation. Now we have a win rate of point-five out of ten for things not trying to eat us.”
❝Say that again?❞
Bet $20 that this kid came to Pandora with dreams sold by another person that only mentioned the monetary gains of opening a vault. Oh, she recognized the signals. After all, she had come to Pandora under the same idea, perhaps a little masked with the rumors of another of her own who would help her understand more about their origins a little better. Pandora taught her not to ever think about doing something for money anymore. God, how things sucked during her vault hunt..
❝That part about anyone not knowing about the vault rumors?❞
As expected, he flinches hard enough to bang his knee on the bottom of the table, and curses loud enough that the whole bar probably heard him. Jason gives her a pained look and hopes his eyes aren’t watering from that little ordeal.
What the fuck, does she really have to be hot, too?
“Hey, hi, hello. How are you, having a good day? Same. I’m not talking about any vaults. The vaults aren’t real, or already cracked open. Either way, it’s useless looking for them.”
Babbling. Smooth, Jason.
Oh my god, I’m going to do the yoga thing with you, okay. Okay???????????
You’ll be able to put your whole hand flat on the floor in no time!
Don’t call me a baby, what the hell.
Babe, please.
McKenzie River, Oregon
scootxr;;
The mask pressed heavily against Jason’s face like a second skin. He’d managed to get the job done, but his extraction point was more than a day’s drive away and his tire was totalled. No spare for his spare’s spare. That, and the engine was smoking, and making a grinding noise whenever he put it into drive. Going into Sanctuary was dangerous if someone ever made the connection between him and the a spooky sniper that’d been killing off Crimson Raiders, but he was even more fucked if he didn't get back to Helios in time.
Being Hyperion sucked sometimes. But hey, at least it paid well. People knew the mask as a criminal, but they knew Jason’s face as a traveller. At least Jack had been right about that part-- and taking the thing off changed his identity completely.
Scooter was someone Jason didn’t deal with often, but by the sound his ride was making as it was forced into driving, he was going to see the guy again soon. He could almost imagine the horror on the guy’s face as he pulled up, pieces of rubber now littering the entranceway to his shop.
Mask safely shoved in his bag, he hopped out and waved to the other man.
“It’s not as bad as it looks-- or sounds, right? I mean, it’s bad, but, you can fix it, right? Within two days?”
phasewalkin;;
Pandora sucks, Jason immediately decides. The terrain is harsh and the cities are ridiculously hard to get to. Go to Pandora, they said, open a vault and get rich, they said. No one mentioned the bandits, or the fucked up occupation of the planet by Hyperion. As a kid from Eden-5, he’d never heard of half the shit that was actually happening here.
It least he was handy with a gun, that’d been his ticket into Sanctuary.
The few dollars in his pocket had been his ticket to getting a drink.
“Fuck,” he says, albeit a little loudly. “the vault rumors are probably bullshit. How the hell does anyone even know?”
And to absolutely NO surprise, Jason Brody is an absolute monster. He’s bullying me into doing yoga with him. Send help.
You’re the only one who seems embarrassed by the prospect of flexibility. It’s important, and you’ll complain less about your leg cramping when I really wish it wouldn’t.
the smallest of starter calls, (probably from a borderlands verse because i have no self control)
