claw colors

I had a little bit of watercolor paper left so I used it to draw small drawings of different artists and me just using different things

@clawedquill Made you something back thanks for the fanart✧

@crazycakesunesart didnt turn out that good it was very small xD

Yours was also veryyyy tiny so it was difficult for details also the owl you know why bruh @starlumen

Summer clothes for me I guess and without my mask completely



And thats all

Only Way To Live - Stiles Stilinski

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Stiles Stilinski/Reader

Word Count: 4818

Warnings: Kinky Filth, NSFW, 18+, Oral (Female Receiving)

Notes: Honestly, I’m kinda mixed about this entire thing? I don’t think it’s as good as some of the other stuff I’ve written. The idea was so good for this too! I got the idea from an episode of Attack of Titan while I was in my slump. So, please, any feedback ya’ll have would be appreciated.

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etsyfindoftheday 4 | FRIDAY FRENZY | 5.12.17

colorful prong-set gemstone jewelry by alanadouvros

this fancy boho jewelry style is right up my alley — love the varied color combinations and the rustic prong setting and all the awesome gemstone varieties!!

I watched ‘Shiny’ (again) and…am I the only one kind of amazed at how even though Tamatoa has REALLY big claws, he can still be really gentle with them? Like, he knows how rough he can be with something or someone.

He could’ve probably easily snapped Moana’s spine or ripped her arms out of her sockets, or pierce right through Maui’s foot, but he didn’t

Markiplier Ego Imagines (pt. 8.2)

Imagine the others hearing Dr. Iplier’s screams. Anyone in earshot rushes to find him in his office. He’s on the floor, on his back, and something… something unbelievable is sitting on his chest. It’s… a dragon? The baby dragon’s scales are the same soft blue as it’s egg, and it curls up on top of the Doctor, radiating a calming heat into his chest. The Doctor stops screaming long enough to realize that the little guy means him no harm and runs his fingers down the dragon’s spiny back, revealing a pair of iridescent wings.

Imagine the others going nuts, grabbing their eggs and bringing them to the clinic to be put under the heating lamp.

Imagine Bim’s being the next to hatch. It’s a chubby, green dragon with a flower growing from the crown of its head. It waddles towards Bim unsteadily, flapping its tiny wings to keep balance. The dragon sniffs at one of Bim’s plants and then breathes a strange, golden dust over it. Before Bim’s own eyes, the plant becomes greener and healthier than he’s ever seen it before. Bim is half-way to having another cuteness overload when the baby dragon flops down into a patch of sunlight and falls asleep. Bim is once again dead.

Imagine Google’s egg hatching to reveal a prickly silver dragon with glowing blue eyes. The Googles gather around it, curious to examine the impossible creature when it opens its mouth and launches a bolt of electricity at the closest droid. Green staggers back, only to find his batteries fully charged and feeling refreshed. The other Googles raise their eyebrows in surprise, and Oliver claps his hands together, “We’ll call him Sparky!”

Imagine the Host’s surprise when his dragon lights gently on his shoulder and nuzzles against his cheek, as soft and smooth as could be. The dragon’s touch is soothing to his frazzled nerves, and the Host comes to find that the dragon can do many other things. It glows with a faint, golden light, leading Amy and the others through the library when they visit, and it even helps Host to navigate new, different places by humming softly in his ear whenever he gets too close to something. The two become inseparable.

Imagine Ed being absolutely giddy when his little dragon hatches. Its skin is the same color and texture of the leathery substance of its egg, and it wraps itself around the brim of Ed’s hat. Wherever Ed goes, if there’s even a penny lying on the ground, the dragon swoops down, snatches it up, and adds it to the collection in Ed’s pocket. The little friend also comes in handy finding lost things, especially things that Ed drops into the nooks and crannies of his cars. The tiny dragon can reach them.

Imagine Silver’s dragon stumbling off the edge of something only to bounce five feet in the air, flapping its little wings for a moment before dropping and repeating the process. The dragon itself is naturally silver, to match the Silver Shepherd’s costume, and he takes the dragon with him on missions to fight crime. The dragon manages to get him out of quite a few scrapes just in the nick of time, belching a noxious fume that knocks out the bad guys.

Imagine Wilford’s dragon emerging from its egg and immediately attacking his face. Wilford is running around screaming, trying to pull this hellbeast off of him, but no one is willing to help. Finally he detaches the little monster from himself and notices that on each little foot, the dragon has long, curved blades for claws. It’s pink color and hot temper immediately win the Ego over, despite the bleeding wounds in his face, and Wilford names him Pinky because Wilford is the absolute best at naming things.

Imagine Dark getting impatient when his dragon hasn’t shown any signs of hatching yet under the heat lamp. Dr. Iplier inspects the egg, finding that it’s still pretty cold to the touch. In a moment of genius, Dr. Iplier takes the egg down to the kitchen and sticks it in the freezer. Dark watches silently as this occurs until there’s the sound of an explosion, and the Doctor opens the freezer door to find a tiny black dragon standing among shards of its eggshell. Dark takes the dragon from the freezer and gasps in surprise when his hands frost over. The tiny ice dragon often gets into trouble for freezing the pipes in Wilford’s studio or Google’s computer, but Dark never admits to having put the idea into the lizard’s mind.

Needless to say, when Amy returns from her trip to find a bunch of kittens and tiny dragons have overrun the place, she’s quite excited to join the fun.