SIEGEMAS 2023

Creative Bird Feeder Attracts Pine Siskins

Carnival Kapkan WIP

I had that once in a little cabin in the mountains. There was just not enough space for actual beds, so they made a so called "Lager" which is basically just a room with a long bed where about 50 people (sometimes more sometimes less) can sleep

the two people one bed trope is so boring. I want as many people on that bed as possible.

They call him “The Handsome Monkey King” or at least that’s what they used to call this brazen, arrogant and ambitious simian.

I redid the King cause I didn’t like his other model, so this is the newer one! If your keeping up with the story, this post will make sense eventually, but for now, take my Sun Wukong design while I go write chapter 2 👍🥹

WIP Day!

I was tagged by the always lovely @simonxriley several weeks in a row, and I finally have a WIP again to share! Thanks 💜

Tagging @painfulstitches17 @tauruscookie @todragonsart @luxonmain @sadmoonling and anyone else, writer or artist, that has a wip they’d like to share!!!

I.. uhm, a little nervous about this wip tbh… but well, let’s rip the bandaid: it’s omegaverse. That’s it, I said it. Enjoy? 😂

“What now?” Glaz asked, only panting a little. “The sandstorm is getting worse, even if we reach the designated exfil point…”

“So what, you wanna give up?” Tachanka scoffed, breathing harshly. “It’s better we keep going.”

A small argument broke out about whether they should try to find a safe spot to wait for the storm to pass, or if to push forward until they reached an extraction area where the helo could land. Kapkan grunted annoyed and tuned them out. Typical of alphas, they would get into an argument at the worst times, both insisting they were right and trying to make the other bow down. Usually, it ended with Kapkan acting as the irritated peacemaker and deciding on which option he thought was better. Which oftentimes was an idea of his own and not one of theirs. However, today he wasn’t in the mood to handle their posturing. He was unreasonably tired, his skin itched like his own clothes were full of sand on the inside, and all he wanted was some peace and quiet. 

He realised something was wrong when both his teammates suddenly shut up, and Kapkan grabbed his weapon tightly, readying for a fight. They must have seen something coming. Except, they were both looking at him, Glaz in shock and Tachanka with a frown. Then it hit him, the cloying sweet smell laced with something that resembled lavender.

It had been years since Kapkan smelled that, and at first he didn’t recognize it was him.

I just got described as an "ad hating commie" by someone because I said a minute of youtube ads is unpleasant. fully spent 5 minutes arguing and defending youtube ads. insane stuff

"The wounds of battle can be healed, but never hidden"

This excellent visual representation of that old scam, “trickle down economics”, has been all over Twitter recently.

Guys, I've cracked the code! It was in front of us this whole time 😂

Maxim Basuda, MB initials, stand for Mega Bottom

Timur Glazkov, TG initials, stand for Top Guaranteed

See, it's all coming together... 👀

internet friends are kinda like illegally downloaded friends. you don’t get the physical copy but you still get all the great content