Made this blog because my garden gnome told me to.I reblog a fuck ton, so here’s a tag for my drawings -> #pebbles from the kidney
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god I just. love ruthlessness as a character trait so much. sexy sexy sexy
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"What if [insert media widely regarded as freaky here] was a cozy life sim" is a frequent punchline, but with respect to the paintings of Hieronymus Bosch I think it's just objectively a good idea. I don't want to shoot those critters; I want to hear their thoughts on what it's like to live inside a dude's ass.
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unfinished charlie comic. this was so painfully awesome to do that my skills couln't reach my brain work so i gave up on continuing it. enjoy.
(i hope you can tell that in the last panel he's calming down with the 5-4-3-2-1 method i don't think it's really clear)
#that last page is genius tbh#the details showing sensations with them#with the character in the middle#excellent depiction of grounding yourself
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they’re so bbg core
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”Sometimes helping people hurts” martin blackwood i need to study you
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i went to "mad at me" island expecting to find people i knew, something i understood. but when my boat landed, standing upon the shore were a million empty husks wearing my own face. every foot of the island was occupied, and everywhere i went, they watched me with contempt. they never spoke, never breathed. they simply watched. no matter how i grovelled and begged, snarled and cursed, tried to hide or kicked and hit, they simply stared. the hatred in their gaze was inescapable, but i could hardly return it, knowing that their doomed existence was of my own creation. knowing that the hatred was nobody's but my own. in the end i just wept, unable to stand the relentless gaze of my own infinite glare.
the guy who i accidentally cut off in traffic last week was there also
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I'm ambidextrous in the sense that either of my hands could be just as easily trained for any task, but I use my right hand for almost everything because the world is built for right-handed people. I frequently forget that it's a thing before someone goes "wait, are you left-handed? :0" when I'm in the middle of something, and I look down and the tool I was working with is in my left hand. I've just been doing the left-hand side with my left hand and right-hand side with my right, and it literally didn't occur to me that this was a dominant-hand-only sort of a task.
It's genuinely a foreign thought to me that there are people who strictly have only one good side. Like oh yes, here are my upper appendages: Handy Hand and Limb.
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