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Did a drawing or Jax!!

Here's the reference I used!

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Welcome to the art Corner!

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Meet the arist!!

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Small art dump!!!

Then here's my TADC oc!!! CC!!

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Guh I made a fanfic of Hollyberry 💥💥💥

⚠️Warnings⚠️

Ancient x Beast Cookie

Heavily implied past abusive relationship/relationships

Astray Feather

Hollyberry cookie sat at the table that sat in her bedroom. She fiddled with the pen in-between her fingers. She had just gotten done with her expedition at beast yeast. Not many cookies knew but Hollyberry loved to journal.

She had begun doing that when she was the sole person running her kingdom, it was something to do, a way to get her thoughts out, it especially helped when she was plagued with sadness and stress.

Somewhere done the line she had meet cookies who got more crafty with their journaling, like gluing things in from trips and such instead of just writing, which she found much more enjoyable and she did it now too.

And that's what she was doing now, trying to think of how to form her thoughts into coherent sentences. She had made sure to pick things up from her trip to glue in and use.

One of those things being a gorgeous white feather. When the light caught it at certain angles, it had a pink shimmer to it, with hints of purple and blue.

She had found it stuck to her armor after leaving the garden of sloth. It clearly belong to Eternal Sugar...

...

Eternal Sugar.

She felt her cheeks become warmer at the thought of the other owner of the soul jam. She thought Eternal Sugar was ethereal, majestic, gorgeous.

She shook her head a little and sighed. She felt ashamed of herself, for thinking of the beast in that light, not because she didn't like the beast, she knew Eternal Sugar only meant good...

But she was ashamed because she promised herself to not fall in love again. She knew what would happen, it wpuld only leave her heart in a thousand pieces that she would have to gently tend to over time.

She didnt even feel worthy of love anymore. Not after the countless times of how loved failed her, how it broke her. She still remembers Royalberry's father and what he had done to her...

The thought sent a shiver down her spine. There was a reason she had divorced him and exiled him while she had been 8 months pregnant...

She nearly lost her damn baby because that horrid man.

She clenched her pen as she stared down at the blank notebook. She took a deep breath to calm herself. That was ceteries ago, nothing she could do about it now...

She clicked her pen and began to write.

She wrote about her adventure, how she nearly lost Wildberry, one of the few people she felt she could be vulnerable around, a boy she raised herself and a person who calmed her.

She loved that kid and she prayed he knew how much she did care for him.

She also wrote about Eternal Sugar, most of it was about Eternal Sugar...

She wrote how the women decived her, how pretty she was, how she prayed and hopped Eternal Sugar would come to her senses and realize what she has been doing is terrible...

She wish she could do more for Eternal Sugar, help her realize cookies don't thrive in an environment like Eternal Sugar had built...

Knock knock.

"Who is it?" Hollyberry questioned, eyes not leaving her notebook as she began to glue in the feather.

"Wildberry, your majesty."

"Oh! Come on in!" Ahe said in a much more cheerful voice.

Wildberry opened the door and closed it behind him. He was for once, not in his armor, but instead in a more formal outfit, he had his gaulent on still of course, in case something happened.

"I just came in to check on you, your majesty. You have been cooped up in here for a couple of hours."

Had it really been that long?

"Huh...Well- I'm fine, Wilds!" Hollyberry said with a smile, "I guess I simply lost track of time..."

Wildberry let out a hum in response, "Well, dinner is in about 20 minutes." Wildberry said, "I suggest dressing in formal wear." He then left the room.

...

Hollyberry got up from her chair and began to get dressed.

But not before getting one last glance at the feather.

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Decided to draw myself with and without a reference!

Without:

With:

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Drew skid and pump for fun!!!

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Drew my firend's oc Kara with Bob!! Kara belongs to @katmcnugget

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I drew my self insert oc for Spooky Month in the Spooky Month style!! :3

Their name is Kai and their a babysitter 💜

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Hatz Gang as adults!!!

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Bob!

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Made a relationship chart for my ocs Dexter and Hunter!!

Blank one below!!

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So i made an au for Spooky Month of teen Skid and Pump where Pump hates his parents as they try to come home and Skid is desperately try to find out things about his dad! Here's a fic for that.

Skid found himself walking down the streets of his town, trying to relive himself of the anger he felt.

Hours earlier he had been looking through his father's things that his mother kept in the attic, unfortunately his mom had caught him and the two got into an argument, one that they had too many times, one about Skid desperately wanting to know anything about his father.

He couldn't remember a thing about the man since his dad died when he was 4, he just vaguely knows that the has his hair based off of torn pictures and things of the sort.

Skid got how he always did during those arguments, which was angry. Angry that his mom kept the stuff despite not wanting him to not know about him, angry that he knew nothing about his dad. So he took a walk. He would typically talk a walk or go to Pump's house to go cry to his best firend. He didn't know where he was going honestly, too trapped in his own thoughts to care.

He often thought about how his mom told her best firend, Jaune, that he got angry, just like his father did. He rembered hearing that after one of their frist arguments...

He honestly felt terrible, he always did after arguing with his mom, especially this time since he thought it was oh so wise to tell her that he hated her. He didn't. He never could, that was shis mom. One of the few consistent things in his life.

He stopped walking. Suddenly hitting him that he had no clue where he was at the moment, until he saw the candy store. He was always able to tell about how far away from home he was based on what buildings where near him, and as the moment stands he was a good few away from his house.

He looked at the building. Him and Pump used to visit the place like crazy when they were younger, and honestly they still do. It was nice going by and grabbing candy with Pump...He should go see him later...

He ended up walking into the store, greeted by the sight of Kevin. Kevin all alone standing at the cash register. He ended up grabbing just a jar of candy and grabbed some cash out of his pocket.

"Hey Kevin..." Skid said as he placed the jar on the counter with his cash next to it. Wow even he was able to tell ge was in a shit mood based off of how he sounded, he had no doubt he looked any better, epically with how Kevin looked at him.

Kevin was shocked, but also sadden from the look of the teenagers face. He took the cash and rung it up ans handed it back, "There ya go kid" Kevin said, he paused looking down at Skid. His eyes were sunken in, eyebags prominent, he wore a frown too...

"Are...You okay?" Kevin asked softly.

Skid eyes widen a bit. Then he felt tears sting his eyes. Damn it why did it always have to be the "are you ok?" Qestions that finally broke him. His bottom lip quivered as he spoke in a shaky tone, "No-" He then began to break down crying, sobbing. Trying to make it better or get a hold of himself he aggressively whipped his own tears as he breathed like a leaf about to break in the wind.

"Woah woah- Hey- It's okay..." Kevin was taken back, he only ever remembered seeing Skid cry once, and that was when he frist met him and when he asked him where his dad was or something along those lines.

He walked from around the counter amd put a hand on Skid's back, rubbing it. To which Skid responded with a hug, clinging obto Kevin like his life depended on it. It broke Kevin's heart seeing him like this.

"Hey, hey, it's okay....I got you..." Kevin said as he hugged him back, "...Got something you wanna talk about?"

Hearing that Skid just broke down more. He began to rant, rant about the arguments him and his mom had been having, about how he desperately wanted to kiss own anything about his father...Some of it was hard to hear or understand due to how much Skid was crying.

But Kevin held him, it was clear the kid needed it. So he held him until he was finished crying, until he was finished ranting.

It was quite for a while.

"Thanks..." Skid said quietly.

"Anytime kid..." Kevin responded with as he squeezed Skid.

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Wife....

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Hehe I wrote a fanfic!!!

“99…”

“100!”

Little cookies and Kulfi giggled and cheered, just another day for Burning Spice. He just finished a hundred push ups, on one hand, his other four? Holding children with another two on his back.  It was easy for Burning Spice though, he was stupidly strong due to his soul jam. 

“Alright, alright, you all need to go to your parents before they get worried now!” Burning Spice said triumphantly as he set the kids down onto the ground then he stood up, watching the kids scatter off to their homes or to their parents. 

He sighed, nothing too crazy was happening in his Kingdom, it was actually quite a boring day today…Nothing for him to do besides help the villagers and practice with his weapons. Maybe he would go to the Kulfi springs…

“Burning Spice?” 

Ah, a flat, soft voice…A voice he knew extremely well over the centuries of hearing it often.

He turned around with a grin on his face, “Mystic Flour!” Burning Spice exclaimed, “Fancy seeing you here.”

There stood the exact woman he knew it would be, a tall, pale cookie with beautiful white clothing and hair, staring at him with the blackest eyes he’s ever seen on a cookie.

“What brings you here?” Burning Spice questioned, it was odd to see her here, she didn't visit him all that often, nor did she really visit anyone often, she liked to stay in her kingdom.

“I need a break. Just for the day, and I thought taking a day off here would be the best course of action.” Mystic Flour explained calmly, well, she often just spoke calmly, it was hard to tell how she actually felt with her voice being so flat and calm.

“Ah. Well, lucky for you I was planning on heading to the Kulfi Springs anyways, why don't you come join?” Burning Spice said.

“That sounds lovely…”

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The two cookies had made their way to the springs and were in the water.

“So, how has life been treating you?” Burning Spice questioned the woman across from him

“...It could be better…”

“How come?”

“My people, they're quite stressed, therefore it makes me stressed.”

“Hm, why are they stressed?”

“I wish I had that answer…”

The pair got quiet, simply enjoying the heat of the springs on their dough…

The scenery was breathtaking. There were mountains that kissed the sky, sand that was the softest out there and desert flowers crowding the springs. A sight to behold…

“I think Blueberry Milk is having self imagery issues once again…” Mystic Flour suddenly said

“Huh?- Why?”

Mystic Flour sighed, “I do not know, all I know is that he's changing his appearance quite a lot as of recently.”

Burning Spice frowned, he knew their friend Blueberry Milk had all sorts of issues, he was constantly burnt out due to him working all the time. He had a kingdom, a collage, and a church all to run by himself. 

“I don't get it, why cant he see that he looks beautiful the way he is? I swear him being a shapeshifter does him no good…” Burning Spice stated 

“Well, I think you should talk to him.”

“I will.” Burning Spice replied, “He plans to come here Saturday, I shall talk to him then.”

“Why not sooner?”

“Have you not heard? He's constantly busy! Saturdays are his only free days.”

“Ah…”

The pair got quiet again, to fill the silence Burning Spice began to talk about how his day had gone today, which Mystic Flour happily listened too, putting her own two cents in every now and then… But there was still that feeling of worry between the two. A silent worrying about Blueberry Milk that neither spoke up on… He would be fine, right? It's not like he was planning to go against the world anytime soon.

right?

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Well it’s official… no more drawing requests beyond this point! I’ll be finishing these off in the meantime:

Thank you so much for sticking along with me and my art! All 136 of you 🫶✨💋‼️

Hopefully I’ll reopen my requests or start art trades with some of you in the future :3

Adios ✌️

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HIHI I absolutely LOVE YOUR CONTENT SO MUCH AHHHH and second if you could, can you draw my oc? Take your time but I totally love your art !!!

Here you go!

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What kind of art program do you use? What’s what’s the brush code :0 if you care to share ofc

Hi! Thank you for your question :)

I use Procreate! And the brush I use for both sketching and line art is this brush called “Mr. Clean” from this brush pack Awk Brush Set on procreate’s Brushworks.com. I set the stabilisation to about 15% so it’s not too clean when sketching ✌️✨

BTW! THIS BRUSHPACK IS FREE‼️