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wetrilo:

well, i am groot

wetrilo:

well, i am groot


legionofpotatoes:

Ever since seeing Guardians of the Galaxy I’ve been abuzz with drawing something for it. So many favorite moments, characters, scenes. A stunning, funny, touching and meaningful movie.
So here’s a poster.

legionofpotatoes:

Ever since seeing Guardians of the Galaxy I’ve been abuzz with drawing something for it. So many favorite moments, characters, scenes. A stunning, funny, touching and meaningful movie.

So here’s a poster.


paticmak:

WALKMAN ADVENTURES IN THE GALAXY.


like50breadsticks:

I don’t know why I expected that to end any differently.


ironfries:

copperbadge:

ironfries:

the return of the ANGELDEMON AU huhUAE!!! V:
aggressive steve! makeouts! wingkink! horns that glow brighter the happier+hornier tony is!
kuekuekue

GDI MARR
Tonoth’s horns were glowing happily, bright gold at the tips with the lust-red underlight that only Steriel ever got to see (at least, these days) when Steriel rolled out of the bed and spread his wings, stretching arms and wings together, thick shoulder muscles bunching. The blue glow he gave off — stronger at times like these, fiercest when he was most joyful — dimmed a little as he stood, walking to the window that overlooked New York. Steriel’s garrison was stationed here, had been since the first Christian settlement, but Tonoth hadn’t built a den here until the fifties. They hadn’t met, directly, until 1964. Barely a breath, as time went for the Heavenly (and Hellish) host, but long enough.

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STARTS WAILING

ironfries:

copperbadge:

ironfries:

the return of the ANGELDEMON AU huhUAE!!! V:

aggressive steve! makeouts! wingkink! horns that glow brighter the happier+hornier tony is!

kuekuekue

GDI MARR

Tonoth’s horns were glowing happily, bright gold at the tips with the lust-red underlight that only Steriel ever got to see (at least, these days) when Steriel rolled out of the bed and spread his wings, stretching arms and wings together, thick shoulder muscles bunching. The blue glow he gave off — stronger at times like these, fiercest when he was most joyful — dimmed a little as he stood, walking to the window that overlooked New York. Steriel’s garrison was stationed here, had been since the first Christian settlement, but Tonoth hadn’t built a den here until the fifties. They hadn’t met, directly, until 1964. Barely a breath, as time went for the Heavenly (and Hellish) host, but long enough.

Read More

STARTS WAILING



diesturbia:

*mechanical laughter* (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ

diesturbia:

*mechanical laughter* (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ


feyuca:

twocentslice:

Shoutout to everyone who’s packing or in the process of moving/unpacking…

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moving back to norcal next week ahgughgh




psychobiddy:

fwips:

what pet ownership means basically

oh god i’ve never related to anything more


oxfordandmischief:

High Res on Deviant Art

"…Along with any other worlds out there! I want to see ‘em all.”

oxfordandmischief:

High Res on Deviant Art

"…Along with any other worlds out there! I want to see ‘em all.”


feministsupernatural:

iguanamouth:

WHERE are they getting this stuff !!

shiraglassman



reducto1art:

This has to be done.

Even though I don’t have much spare time I still need to draw these 2

I don’t actually ship them but I really like these 2 being together!

Seeing them together can cure diseases