Where Are You Going With That Shovel, Kost?

Birthday shenanigans for Kost - Revenge of the short stripper joke, the blinding of the Imp and dat troll ass.  (I didn’t have the heart to post the second part on feathermap, so consider this an alternate ending)

"Soooo sweetheart, you throw around destruction spells?  I’m a bit of a powder-keg myself, ‘specially for a taller broad.  How ‘bout we see about making our own special lil cataclysm? -wink leer click click finger guns-  This bow ain’t gonna pull itself off with it’s teeth yah know.  How much did they pay me?  That depends, how much you wanna pay to make me leave?" 

Bika ‘n Kost at the watercooler, gossip on old Bwonsamdi till he come wander back round the office.

"Ladies," he say.

"Evenin’ boss," they chime together. 

"Chu doin, standin’ round." Suspect. "Lotta souls need returnin’ to Bwonsamdi."

Bika look at Kost, Kost look at Bika. Outside, the world burn.

"Boss," they say, "we done finish early."

((You have no idea how much I love this snip off my deviantart and how much someday I want to draw this.  Oh cripes how I want to draw this.))

((Throwing up some old art for shits n’ giggles today))

erikkwakkel:

artdetails:

Series by Erik Kwakkel: The Beauty of the Injured Book, from medieval manuscripts in the Leiden, Universiteitsbibliotheek collection:

  1. Bad Back: 15th century
  2. Sliced: c. 1100
  3. Scar Tissue: c. 1000
  4. Touched by a Human: 12th century
  5. Mouldy skin: 11th century

Series of damaged books - taken from my project’s blog.

(via dixiedeadshake)

chyringa:

I would also like to fly on Illidan! Like this!It is a gift to my friend)

chyringa:

I would also like to fly on Illidan! Like this!
It is a gift to my friend)

(via cuideag)

Let’s try some color with the oncoming summer seasons.  
Yes, the Mogu sell-sword is an optional accessory. 

Let’s try some color with the oncoming summer seasons. 

Yes, the Mogu sell-sword is an optional accessory. 

The Targaryens have always danced too close to madness. King Jaehaerys once told me that madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin. Every time a Targaryen is born, the gods toss a coin in the air and the world holds its breath to see how it will land.

(Source: lebaratheon, via spookysuicune)