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Vivienne

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THE LAST UNICORN

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They have pup cups at celadon department store now

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Them Eat Crab.

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It is regrettable but expected that so many pre-conquest texts were lost or destroyed as our forefathers swept across the archipelago, flying the banner of Murat. Far more mysterious is the disappearance of written records contemporary to the Geda, a war which spanned decades and ended not quite two centuries ago, if one accepts the founding of Brix, the establishment of the Vinarex, and the construction of the great temple at Mount Sepurci as the markers of the Geda’s true end.

Excerpt: Oravel Erusa, On the Historical Reconstruction of Divine Warfare. Transcribed from damaged original manuscript. Complete. Dated 37.8.198 Cirnuma Murata.

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ms paint study from 2021

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one day I’ll get past the sketch on literally any drawing

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Imprisoning him in the glue trap for his crimes. Maker help him

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I love you so much I hope we get reborn as housecats who sleep together like puzzle pieces

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Ahh dungeon yuri ahhh dungeon yuri

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02

My lovely valentine.

Under your skins, bright red shines

Mold to shape, tender and soft

Warmth and nice or it once was

Darling valentine forgive me please

The sharp knife is all I need

A Pang of pain! Blood runs down

From a hand we held for hours.

Beautiful valentine, my love, I promise

You won’t feel a thing when the wound is stitched

Cause’ your blood will rest in my veins

And your warmth will make me whole again.

My last copy of my zine was sold out last weekend. I figured I wanted to share all of the illustrations and poems I made. I hope you’d like them :)

You can search through them through my tag ‘Devourer of my Flesh’.

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i love this character so much bro. now show me how they’d look shaking and sobbing on the floor after their entire worldview and sense of self and worth has been shattered, all alone with no one in the world who cares enough about them to even politely ask if they’re okay

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hey so anyone else just, feel thin. sort of stretched. like butter scraped over too much bread. like you need a holiday. a very long holiday. and you don't expect you shall return? or is that just me and bilbo baggins