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miaushka:

Feel free to message me here or via email (miaushka.workshop@gmail.com).

hkluterman:

Warmed up doodlin’ the ‘Houn. Or should I say, the ‘Hune.

I’ll probably color this.

iriadescence:

Aerieadne Stormfury:

One of the three sisters, Aerieadne was once a Harpy living outside of the ruins of Eldre’thar.  Originally an inhabitant there before mysterious circumstances changed a handful of Night Elves into Harpies, she lived out most of her days among the nests, protecting the eggs.

That is until Deathwing swooped through blazing a fiery path in his wake. Destroying most of their nests, their woods, their home, not many harpies were left save two. Dusk had not made her way back yet, but Aerie having been on a hunting mission for food, returned to find everyone dead. She would have escaped, but a burning tree fell and pinned her, scorching her feathers and nearly killing her.

That is until someone else saved her and carried her to the edge of the Vale so that she might be found.

When Aerie awoke, she was not herself. Her arms no longer had feathers, and her hands had long, unclawed fingers.

As she started to panic, her eyes looked up and found one of the most beautiful creatures she’d ever laid eyes on.

“You’ll be ok. I had to work a lot of magic, and there’s been a lot of changes. But you’ll be ok Sister.”

Dusk smiled and sat on the bed beside the other elf. A stormcrow perched on a branch beside the bed, seeming to sleep.

Aerie furrowed her long blue brows and looked at the stranger.

“Sister?…” Her words stuck as her usual voice had been tempered and now sounded polished and not scratchy.

The other elf nodded.

“Yes. You were extremely injured and you will have some memory loss, but you’ll be ok now.”

Dusk smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. What she couldn’t tell Aerie was that she had to separate her emerald spirit from her body in order to heal her. The bird portion of her had been too wounded and was going to hurt her mind if it wasn’t let free. So she did. 

Dusk’s eyes looked to the Stormcrow for a split second. Aerie had wielded lightning type powers as a Harpy, but those and the bird spirit were now residing in a crow that volunteered to help Dusk.

Soon Aerie was back on her feet, Dusk was staying there a bit as the Talon Den wasn’t far away. The Flightmaster there “adopted” her and began training her in how to handle hippogryphs and even train them. Because of this and having a constant companion from her Stormcrow, Aerieadne decided to become a hunter. Not knowing her last name, she decided on Aerieadne Stormfury.

Unable to shift back into a Harpy, Dusk and Riven now have to find others willing to help them form their tribe, though once Aerie finally remembers, she sticks with her sisters and helps them establish it once they do.

(ignore the Valruun name, that was a WIP when I was fleshing her out xD)

artcio:

useless twink joins overwatch

from this post

xuza:

xuza:

Commissions are open!

Please take a look at my info page for pricing: HERE!
(Now in a tumblr post so mobile users can view it!)
If you’re already familiar with that here’s a quick link to my form.

There’s Digimon-specific pricing as well, since the lower stages/human characters are much simpler to draw. I haven’t forgotten you guys 🙂

(Reblogs of this post are much loved <3 Most of the notes are very old as I use this same post each time.)

Am opening up again! It’s the usual form open for five slots or about 24h (~10am EST), whichever comes first! Quote emails will go out after the form is closed.

Do note that my commissions info has been updated this time around, so if you normally go off memory, should give the page a quick look once again 🙂

cursegod:

this is the only thing i’ve been able to draw that isn’t class material

pocket-archer:

[sudden “HENSHIN!” but in a doppler effect]
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I said I wouldn’t draw him again but I forgot I drew this

original

averysmallbird:

big hellhound commission for @pocket-panda + detail shot

thank you for commissioning me~ <3

the-meggo:

[anduin voice] “I lived bitch”

bell boy went to blizzardworld

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this is a real shirt you can buy

ebonfeathers:

“Let it fade to black
Let me run my fingers down your back
Let’s whisper, let’s don’t talk
Baby, leave my t-shirt in the hall
Like a needle finds a groove
Baby, we’ll remember what to do
To drown out every distraction
It’s time we made it happen
Strip it down, strip it down“

[[https://open.spotify.com/track/5XFu5S1vBY7sNHlheCapOz?si=cFrR85NzR7KEGpLm89j44Q]]

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I’ve been having a hard ass time with life this week, I’ve been horribly burnt out and depressed, and just dealing with a lot mentally/emotionally.

I’ve really been wanting to draw more of my elfself with Silgryn to make myself feel a little better but I struggle heavily with feeling like I don’t deserve to feel loved, especially not by someone I hold so dearly.

Silgryn’s just some random npc to a lot of people but he really means so much more to me. I’d prefer not to give a detailed explanation, but there’s a lot behind it. Sometimes you just need something to keep living for, when you have nothing else. Even if it’s small.

I was listening to a song I used to play on repeat a lot, and the inspiration for this hit me like a brick.

I can’t really explain what all goes on in my head, but occasionally, I can show you guys.

I need sleep now, because I have a long day of commissions ahead of me, but yeah.

[[Please do not repost or tag/use as you/your oc. Reblogs are fine though!]]