The walrus needs an adult. Where’s his polar bear?

The walrus needs an adult. Where’s his polar bear?

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thehiirablog:

Grudger Alsmiffy: A man cursed for his arrogant attitude towards a witch- He was changed into a green monster- His Mouth placed onto his chest. Doomed to consume the hearts of others to fulfill himself until he can find his own… He spent years investing in magic arts to try and return his original form.

thehiirablog:

Grudger Alsmiffy:
A man cursed for his arrogant attitude towards a witch- He was changed into a green monster- His Mouth placed onto his chest. Doomed to consume the hearts of others to fulfill himself until he can find his own… He spent years investing in magic arts to try and return his original form.

………….Nah….Gnight people!

That moment when you start considering not sleeping at all…

syntheticimagination:

I kinda feel like I need to apologize because I draw way too many of these.

actualtrottimus:

love this weird cocky beanpole alien thing who bullies people into doing business

actualtrottimus:

love this weird cocky beanpole alien thing who bullies people into doing business

tigerphantom:

finished! ! ! ovo
((wh o le idea of wereross in brdc is eps’ btw because eps is awesome )

I’m not that awesome friend, I just love AUs and headcanons and applying headcanons to AUs.
This was the highlight of my night eheh!

"Such an oddity you are my child…A metal being of fiery anger that hates plants…Yet one of your closest acquaintances is a freakishly vivid dryad from another world thousands of eons away…" Sire murmurs calmly as he braids the small female robot’s hair. He did this while watching her pluck the petals of a small flower she’d pulled from the grass tufts besides them."You’re one to talk." Eps replies "A demon who claims himself a priest…"His only response to this was a soft chuckle as he finished his slightly messy work. Her hair was not fit to braid, very synthetic and devoid of the life actual hair had."Besides…Flowers mean nothing to me, but my friends are always going to worm themselves somewhere into my damaged memory banks…And I’d rather keep it that way." The robot says in a pensive tone as she looks in a contemplative manner at the small flower she was tormenting a few seconds earlier. "They are…precious to me.""That they are dear child…That they are."—-[This started out with an attempt to draw Eps with braided hair. I am fairly happy with how it turned out.It also reveals why Eps isn’t constantly burning down trees and plants anymore. They mean absolutely nothing to her, yet hold meaning to a certain dryad who she doesn’t see very often anymore. Regardless of this, Eps respects her love for plant-life and tries to be sensible about it. Funny how some people can affect this tiny destructive robot.]

"Such an oddity you are my child…A metal being of fiery anger that hates plants…Yet one of your closest acquaintances is a freakishly vivid dryad from another world thousands of eons away…" Sire murmurs calmly as he braids the small female robot’s hair. He did this while watching her pluck the petals of a small flower she’d pulled from the grass tufts besides them.
"You’re one to talk." Eps replies "A demon who claims himself a priest…"
His only response to this was a soft chuckle as he finished his slightly messy work. Her hair was not fit to braid, very synthetic and devoid of the life actual hair had.
"Besides…Flowers mean nothing to me, but my friends are always going to worm themselves somewhere into my damaged memory banks…And I’d rather keep it that way." The robot says in a pensive tone as she looks in a contemplative manner at the small flower she was tormenting a few seconds earlier. "They are…precious to me."
"That they are dear child…That they are."

—-

[This started out with an attempt to draw Eps with braided hair. I am fairly happy with how it turned out.
It also reveals why Eps isn’t constantly burning down trees and plants anymore. They mean absolutely nothing to her, yet hold meaning to a certain dryad who she doesn’t see very often anymore. Regardless of this, Eps respects her love for plant-life and tries to be sensible about it. Funny how some people can affect this tiny destructive robot.]

full-onrainstorm:

WHAT WOULD POSSES YOU TO LEAVE GOOGLE FOR BING

full-onrainstorm:

WHAT WOULD POSSES YOU TO LEAVE GOOGLE FOR BING

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somethingpointy:

Vampire doctors that can smell if you have a blood disease.

Werewolf therapy animals for sick kids.

Nature sprite and nymph nurses that always make sure people have pretty flowers to brighten up their white rooms.

Fauns that go around and sing and dance for patients so that they smile.

Nice monster hospitals would be amazing

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