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“Tell them that you weren't hungry, tell them you followed the pomegranate seeds because they tasted like blood, like love.” – Pauline Albanese
God of Hyperdeath
“Just like last time, and we all know how that ends.”
18 hours of drawing cats I’m in agony- LET’S GOOOO
Chucked Abisalli’s emotion sheet to the CoA group and they pounced on it hAH
TWW!!!! REAL BLOOD!!! IF U DONT WANNA SEE BLOOD DONT CLICK🥀
(also drawn human heart but its not that good)
beast dazai
dangerously yours mentioned🥀 (rudolph rlly reminds me of beastdazai..)
put myself through agonizing pain (not rlly) just to make this drawing ppl better like it
”Rise and live again. As my fist of vengeance. As my Moon Knight.”
Hello, Moon Knight Nation. How we feelin tonight?
so, in case you couldn’t tell, MK autism has taken ahold of me, and I’m about to make it everyone’s problem.
Bonus 👇
My baby girls (Jake Lockley fan art coming soon, probably)
Tablet currently having "issues", so only phone doodles for offering right now.
Posted 22nd December, 2023
So. Jhin and Hwei, right- (Sorry I haven't been posting much, had some issues and other things to focus on - but it's all mostly sorted now.)
Posted 29th 11, 2023
Charcoal and Acrylic
2nd May 2022
I actually don't mind (for the most part) how the anatomy came out on these. Despite our lecturer having no idea how to draw actual bodies and muscleature and being generally really stupid with how she described the "differences in body shapes"
Gradeschool level anatomy class aside, I actually don't mind some parts of these. And also you get some rough monster designs as a palette cleanser.
I need to draw more ... I need more time to draw ..
🎧 - Burst ear drums (as for the character: I'm Feeling Lucky)
Sorry about it being traditional art (I dont really have the time to get on the computer right now)
"I'm Feeling Lucky" with me tends to result in random bouts of nobodies from my mind. So unfortunately you are stuck with a nameless woman having her ears burst from explosions as she hides from a soldier, as opposed to a character you like.
A very rough phone sketch, for the purpose of character design.
08 Febuary, 2020
The day Edward learned that Mustang isn't invincible.
A small sketch to test out a concept.
Hitchcock has a small.... issue with blood. He's not.... scared of it, necessarily. It’s just.... any time he sees it-
Their screams fill the air. (Who's? And why-) His troops beg for mercy. (His? He's never.... Has he? A long forgotten mission maybe?) Ubris shows no mercy (Ubris? He's never liked Ubris. He never could place why. Well-) Ubris's face shows no emotion. (Sometimes something pricks at his mind.) Their blood colors Ubris's cloak a different color. (This very scene sometimes.) Please please please just let it stop- (He never remembers that the memory passed by until it passes again) Ubris coldly tells Hitchcock it's over (What's over? What is he forgetting?) So long as he never tries this again- (Tries what? What had he done?) He could live. (Why is he crying- living is good!)
The blood is dry and caked into him by the time he forgets. Did he spill food coloring? Odd. He doesn't remember. He should clean up.
Gwendolyn jumped as the front door to the home he was staying at slammed open. He sat up from where he sat, placing his propped up feet back onto the floor. "Illy?" He stood and approached the woman he'd come to know as a friend who had somehow found where he was staying. "What are you doing here?"
Illendra stood in the doorway, dripping wet from the rain outside. She glared up from under her wet bangs and spoke clearly. "How do I die?" Her voice was firm, but shaky. And her eyes, dark with hate and anger. Wet with something other than the rain.
Gwendolyn drooped at the question and extended his arms to Illendra, trying to comfort her. "Illy. You know I can't-"
"Don't give me that shit, Rolfe!" Illendra stepped inside, pointing an accusatory finger at Gwendolyn. "I know you know and, damnit, you're the only one I can trust to tell me!" She motioned angrily, "Just- be the rebel you say you are and fucking tell me! I can't do this if- If I don't- If I don't know what he-" Illendra looked away and hugged herself.
Gwendolyn sighed and took off his coat, placing it over her shoulders gently. "Let's get you dried off, yeah? We can talk about this later, okay?"
"No!" Illendra shook off his coat, "I'm tired of all this! I'm tired of not knowing, of you looking at me with that pitying fucking look in you eyes-" Gwendolyn flicked his eyes away sheepishly at the point, knowing he'd been doing that. "I'm tired of- of Boss and this stupid fucking fate, and the stupid fucking curse bitch and- and-" Illendra buried a hand in her hair roughly, tears spilling freely at this point.
Gwendolyn blinked a few times, before sighing deeply and looking behind himself a moment in thinking before looking back to Illendra. "You know if I tell you, you can't go back to not knowing."
"You think I don't know that, Gwen?!" Illendra's voice cracked, sniffing angrily and wiping her eyes roughly. "I just.... Wouldn't you have wanted to know?" She looked away, hugging herself, "Before you made your own mistake? Left for your own fate?"
Gwendolyn looked to the floor, distantly. Thousands of screams and the terrible sirens rang somewhere in his mind. He bent down and picked up his coat, "You're impaled," Illendra startled at him actually saying something, instead of saying sorry and moving her along. He began to fold the coat absently, not looking at her, "In your abdomen. Right above your belly button. Your lung gets pierced and the sword exits to the right of your spine. You go into shock pretty much immediately, after he removes the blade. So you don't feel much. You bleed out, I think."
Illendra blinked a few times as Gwendolyn talked, having turned away from her and hung his coat over the arm of his coach as he spoke. He swallowed thickly and leaned on the coach, head hung as he took off his hat and put it on his chest in a mourning method. "I- .... You're not alone. As you die. There is someone there. I cannot say who, but it is not him. He flees after you fall. A small comfort, I know but...." He choked on what he could say after that.
Illendra sniffed and clutched at her stomach, gripping her shirt fabric there roughly. She smiled, however, tears flowing freely, "Thank you, Gwen."
"Sure," Gwendolyn's own voice cracked dryly, trying to ignore the future gurgling of pain and fear ringing in his ears. Knowing it was him who had to hold her as she died. Comfort her and tell her that it was okay. He didn't know if she would realize it was him. And she didn't need to know it was him. But... She didn't deserve to die alone. He knew he'd go there as soon as he knew. He knew he'd want the same. And so he'd give the same. For her. Because he-
"I'm sorry I asked you do that-" Illendra looked away a moment, sniffing, "I just-"
"It's fine," Gwendolyn pretended he wasn't crying and ran a hand through his hair. "You want something to drink? And a towel? You're dripping all over my carpet."
Illendra looked down before laughing bitterly, "Sorry. Sure. Thanks."
Gwendolyn nodded and went to the kitchen. Leaning against the wall next to the doorway after he finally entered it and covering his mouth. So he could finally sob openly.
A bit bloody innit
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Here’s some of the progress shots!!!
⚠️TW: BLOOD AND SLASHES
new sans oc I guess
Still coming up with a backstory for him
Script belongs to @anovainspace
[Start ID. A drawing of V1 from Ultrakill in blue, yellow and red against a black background. It appears to be sliding to the left while midair, albeit with one leg bent and a wing splayed outward, gripping a gun and aiming it indirectly at the screen. Blood sprays from a couple broken wires and litters its body. End ID]
so I've been playing ULTRAKILL recently
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I am SO NORMAL ABOUT THIS!!!!
It would be very weird indeed.
I can't stop gushing over this choso commission I got from dogma @lunarscaled
