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Kiana Khansmith
Sweet Seals For You, Always
todays bird
RMH
Three Goblin Art

Andulka

JBB: An Artblog!

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AnasAbdin
styofa doing anything

#extradirty
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Xuebing Du
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cherry valley forever
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ill miss u obama
Guess who's back back again parvy's back tell a friend
Will: hey parv
Parv: what
Will: ...you're my solution in chaos bro
Parv: bro
does anybody else just say “no” out loud in a deadpan voice as they exit out of bad fic or is that just me
I usually do it in a sarcastic laugh like “nohohoooh”
miss
http://8tracks.com/arkhaiosinfinitas/i-see-things-that-nobody-else-sees I made a playlist for how I play my parv 'u'
[hands]
His fingers aren't the longest (which is understandable, he's a fairly small parv) but they are quick and nimble, able to pluck chords with ease, or ready an arrow in his bow. His hands are always moving, even when he's idle- he's got too much energy to keep contained, and fingering out a little air guitar keeps him calm. He also has a tendency to talk with his hands, clench then when he's mad, or flap them when he's excited. His hands aren't the softest, and the pads of his fingers are calloused from years of playing his beloved guitar, but his hands are steady (and also, always cold, much to the displeasure of his significant others, or even his friends, cause he knows they're always cold and likes to stick them up under people's shirts or on the backs of their necks to startle them cause he's a little shit)
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[hair]: length, colour, texture, whether it grows quickly or slowly, how manageable it is, whether it requires lots of styling, do they leave stray hairs everywhere, is it present on their face, is it present on the rest of their body, etc.
[eyes]: not just the colour, but the shape, the length of their eyelashes, whether they're alert or usually half-closed, large or small, sunken into the face, ringed by bags, etc.
[mouth]: are their lips always drawn thin or are they plump and kissable, what's their "default expression"/resting face, do they have all their own teeth, do they use their teeth to smile, etc.
[face]: what is the shape of their face, do they have pronounced cheekbones or a strong jaw, what's the size and shape of their nose, what's the size and shape of their ears, do they stick out, are they pointed, etc.
[skin]: obviously colour, but also if they're inclined to run hot or cold, do they have any blemishes or unusual markings, are they inclined to blush, are they freckled, do they tan, what does their skin feel like, etc.
[build]: are they skinny and petite or do they resemble a body builder, are they tall or short or average height, are they lean and wiry, are they overweight, are all of their features proportionate, etc.
[chest]: (potentially nsfw) what size are their breasts if they have them, nipple colour and shape and size, do they have visible muscle definition/abs, etc.
[groin]: (potentially nsfw) any information pertaining to genitals - length, girth, shape, colour, "unusual features", also includes the rear and its general appearance, etc.
[hands]: are they large or small, do they have pianist's fingers or short stubby ones, do they tend to get sweaty or are they always dry, is the skin rough or delicate, are the nails painted or chewed or sharp, etc.
[legs]: are they solidly built, short and stubby, or long and graceful, do they have knobbly knees or rounded knees, what's their gait, etc.
[feet]: do they have a habit of going up on their tiptoes, what's their usualy stance, do they tend to shift their weight to a preferred side, etc.
[other]: any other obscure feature or tiny detail that the asker is interested in, could include fantastical elements such as a tail, wings, horns, must be stated by asker, etc.
"Don't hurt me!"
Lalnable pulled his googles down, covering up the excitement in his eyes. His smile had not one hint of friendliness or mercy. “I really don’t like being ordered around.” Grabbing a hand saw from his tin tray resting on the counter, he began to advance. “I like when people beg and plead for their lives. Plead for mercy. It make it much more pleasurable when I kill em. So beg for me.”
Parv swallowed hard, empty eyes wide with fear. “P-please, I’m sorry, I don’t know what I did, I-I don’t know why I’m here, j-just please, let me go!” He pleaded, pulling against his restraints, only seeming to make them tighter against his wrists.
A small chuckle came from the cannibal’s throat. He stood directly in front of the male and reached out a hand. Lalnable grabbed Parv’s jaw and examined his face and neck. “Why would I let you go? We’ve haven’t gotten to the fun part yet.”
Leaning closer, he was merely inches from the restrained man. He raised the saw up to Parv’s face. The blade gently rested against his cheek. “Struggling only makes me happier. Keep doing it and I might take longer on cutting you up.”
Parv whimpered, wriggling in his binds and in the hold held on him, before going deathly still as the blade was pressed against his skin. His heart was pounding in his ears and he looked around, gaze darting from place to place before realizing he had no means of escaping.
“Wh-why are you doing this? Wh-why me?” He said, still fidgeting in a futile attempt to free himself
Lalnable’s grin completely disappeared from his face. He grit his teeth and squeezed Parv’s cheeks. Pressing the blade into his skin, it was enough to hurt but not enough to actually do any damage.
“I’m doing it cause I enjoy it. I like seeing the light fade from the eyes of pitiful beings such as yourself. You.. You mean nothing to me. I don’t even know who you are but I don’t care. I just want some dinner.” Instead of cutting him, he took the blade away from Parv’s cheek and dropped it. The cannibal wrapped his hands around the man’s throat, progressively squeezing tighter and tighter.
Parv struggled even harder, his wrists getting raw from thrashing against his restraints. "Y-You wouldn't wanna eat me, I'm probably not that good! I-I don't bleed red, o-or blue, or green, or any of th-those other pretty colours th-that probably taste so good to you!" He continued to plead, face getting darker as he began to loose his breath to the hands squeezing around his throat.
An aesthetic for @purple-covered-clone !
Can you do an aesthetic for purple-covered-clone please?
Okie dokie friendito, it's on its way uwu
An aesthetic for @cruordemonis !
An aesthetic for @solutionscomewithaprice !