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he/him

[hiixcacur]

I think the skull is a bit small. Or maybe no

[fravery]

Michele Cascella (Italy, 1892 – 1989)

Aranceto Ortona 1957

[dailyclassicart]

Frederick Judd Waugh - "Surging Against the Rocks"

[typhlonectes]

Aren’t you glad?

[wildalligator]

big valley

[nokivaris-jpg]

[garrandia]

beep boop some dauds aka drafts that i cannot finish for years

[wil-l]

wip of a little something I did based on Ghost Man On Third (fic on ao3) by @wildalligator - hope I did them justice for now idk when Im gonna finish this tbh 💔💔 ‎(repost bc the quality before was unbearable)

[elodieunderglass]

No this isn’t good enough…… we need the best of The Boss/The Big Man on our dashes today.

Dip the little boss Clarence

GO FOR IT OLD MEN

[elodieunderglass]

Oh there’s one in the middle that isn’t a smooch. Well. I guess it still works

[elodieunderglass]

Fine! Okay!

He was elemental in my life and losing him was like losing the rain!

[wildalligator]

Funny little fella

[wildalligator]

hello i hope youre well. i just want u to know that i regularly read ghost man on third and its so beautiful and i love you. thats all.

Hello this is so sweet thank u.. I am well and I hope u are well also. I love u and I love that u like my story thank u😁😁

[wildalligator]

boaz !

[wildalligator]

Have not been terribly active on here as I've been sucked into rdrtwt but here's a painting I did of a chimney

[art-and-things-of-beauty]

Bisons by Georges Frédéric RÖTIG (1873-1961)

[iloveboosters]

What a sad song the old behemoth sings. It looks right at me when I sit here to have my nightcap. Yes, look at me. A fly next to you, but I am your master, ain’t I? Killed a hundred of your kind, and I’ll kill a thousand more before I’m done. Drain you then feed you to my butchers. The mournful cries of the whales don’t touch that lot… no sir. They don’t have hearts, I think. But by the Outsider I think I still have a small one, shrivelled and blackened as it may be. Yes, sing me a lullaby while I have another drink. Sing…

[geminison]

“Ancient beast mauled by man’s hand hangs in the air. Its last mournful song tears through the refinery making walls shake but you can’t hear anything. The oil glows bright blue and its smell tickles your nostrils.

Here’s your key. The key to a new age.”

My @dishonoredgiftexchange gift for @karnaca78! I decided to pick “whale oil” as my prompt

[bydogalaxy]

"Impression of the Void. Last lullaby." That moment when Daud could mercifully end the poor creature's suffering