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taking requests

anyone wanna message me and have ur myth character thing drawn I'm bored feel like I could get some stuff from here maybe

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plant lady

is a friends thing

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"people are wondering about you"

they're wondering so much I've gotten static on my end lmao

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this shit is hilarious

My three girlfriends. And yes, they smoke weed.

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hive knight sketch I did in class bc I love him

it's wonky but I still like it

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kitty and bunbun sketch (read desc)

okay, so I haven't drawn these two in awhile. I tried a whole new style making them. but I feel so inspired I might start making mini comics of these two!!!! but it's gonna be different from what I usually make lol. it's gonna be friendlier, less to no dark topics, etc, just friendlieness. having something child friendly doesn't make my target demographic for younger children still though, as I will still post disturbing topics and such, but I feel like it's a breath of fresh air, something new from what I usually do! I'm gonna start working on concepts for other characters in the story with these two, things they could do in certain amounts of panels, etc. I also need to work on a concept for a cool story name, lol, because my current concept is kinda boring.

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would the hunter be the gordan ramsey of hollow knight cuz I mean I think he's trying all these prey bug dudes in different places and like Ramsey goes to different restaurants to try food I think so like.... you know????

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stupid little emoji in my server

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majick

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i might post a lot less. I don't have much motivation to work on drawings really and stuff.

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(3/3) In my Mouth

It has been a week. My head hurts. My eyes hurt. My face hurts. My mouth hurts. My skin doesn't feel like it fits my body. I keep seeing things that aren't here. I keep hearing things that aren't there. Everything is coming from inside my house. Everything that I had heard outside had become more quiet. When I look in the mirror.I don't recognize myself. When I wake up, my mouth tastes like blood. It feels like somebody got inside my head. It feels like something is inside my mouth. I shakily stood up from my bed. It had been so long. At first, I had been feeling nauseous, but it got worse. I don't know what's happening. I try to walk forward, but I fall over. I'm so weak. I need to look in the mirror.I have to use my walls, my furniture, anything I can for support.I don't feel so good. I don't look so good. I stare at my reflection in the mirror. Have....have my eyes always looked so dull? So empty? I can't see my pupils. It's just... empty color. I rub my eyes, and blink a few times. They still look the same. My eyesight is worse, though. Everything is darker, more blurry. Then, I feel the sensation again. I open my mouth.My teeth are... gone. I feel fear rushing through my veins. Where are my teeth? All of the sudden, I hear something. It... comes out of nowhere. Screaming. Wailing. Noises I can't even find the words to describe. It's all coming from outside. I let go of the counter, and I fell to the ground. The force is enough that I puke. It's red, but dark. Is... is this... my blood? I can't process this. But I need to know what's happening. I desperately grip at the floor, pulling myself forward, blood smearing along the ground as I move. I reached a window.I look outside.It's chaos. There's blood... everywhere. The sky is red. I can see people running, I can see horrifying, fleshy creatures all around. I can see some eating people, killing people. I cough, and I can feel something dripping down my chin. Oh god. What's happening...? And then, I heard him."Do you remember me?"I turn my head.It's the man from my dream.He's right above me, his empty eyes staring me down. "Don't you feel beautiful?" He pulled out the same mirror, still coated with blood and flesh.I can see myself in the reflection. And... I can't recognize myself. My eyes are bleeding, and are empty. I can't shut my mouth. I see something moving in my mouth. It's... like a worm, but it-I let out a pained gargle as it bites onto the front half of my tongue. Blood started pooling in my mouth, dripping down my chin. It kept eating, and eating, until I felt something stab in my throat, and a burning liquid dripped down right after. I coughed and choked, my body falling limply.I couldn't move. I couldn't blink. And suddenly, my body started moving on its own. "You've become pure now, child. You are an angel."

I don't feel like an angel.

I feel....

I don't know anymore.

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(2/3) In my Mouth

Miley's eyes fluttered open, the side of her face cold. She groaned, and lifted up her head, only to be greeted by the side of her bed. She must have rolled off again. She had been sleeping a lot more recently. There was nothing to do. So best Miley thought to do so she could pass the time was to sleep.She wasn't allowed outside. Nobody was. It had been like this for months. You couldn't even leave your house to go buy things, or pick something up or whatever. Someone was designated to bring the civilians supplies and such for staying home. A martial law was introduced to the area, since something crazy was going on. She didn't know what, though. Honestly, Miley had forgotten the reason. And sadly, being someone who did not have many friends that she could talk to often, she was feeling depressed from lack of talking to one of the very few friends she did have, or exchanging some words with a cashier at a store, hell, even just getting yelled at by some old person at her job would have satisfied her. Because it would have been something. Someone. Miley never ran into the person who delivered her things, because she only knew when they had been there, when they rang the doorbell. But when she rushed to the door, they would be gone.She sighed, sitting up. Maybe she could go back to sleep. But honestly, she wasn't feeling it. She sat back up on her bed, blankly staring at her wall for a moment, before reaching over to the nightstand, and grabbing her phone. She had forgotten to unplug it, so it stopped mid-pull for a minute, the cord stretching and the outlet letting out a not so good noise. Mily pulled out the charger, not bothering to check if she needed to fix the way it was plugged inside the socket. No messages again. The only notification was something about an email being marked as spam. That was all Miley really got. Only the people who wanted to trick some money out of her sent anything at all to her, and it wasn't even the people themselves. She sighed, unlocking her phone, and she opened some app to see if anyone had made any more posts complaining about the situation. Usually the people making big deals were the usually the same moms who were the ones saying "anti mask, the vaccine is really bad, brain control" bullshit during 2020. They got really looney with some of the things they said, and she liked seeing what they would post, as it was some form of entertainment. Her personal favorite was "The government says they're trying to keep us safe, but they're really trying to solve the issue of the sun being someone watching us!!" Loonballs, haha. Surprising to think they're mothers that have a real child that's survived past, like, 5 or something. As she scrolled through, she heard a knock on the door. Hm, the delivery person? They're here early. Miley stood up, dashing out of her room to the front door. She opened it, but as it always had been, they were no longer there. Only the bag. It was a weird change of pace, since she was used to the doorbell being rung, but it could probably be someone else on this route. She picked up the bag, and shut her door, locking it.Placing the bag down on the kitchen counter, she dug through what she had gotten. Some more food, soap and stuff, and other things. Maybe she would have something right now. She was hungry. Plus, one of the things in the bag was cereal she wanted.Maybe in a bit, though. She hadn't used the bathroom, her mouth felt gross, bed head, all that. But... at the same time... That could wait.Miley spent the next few minutes getting the box open, getting upset because she tore the bag weird and now it was coming out funky, until she had a bowl of cereal. Who the hell takes 6 minutes to make a bowl of cereal? This bitch. That's who.She set the bowl down on the coffee table, attempting to search for the remote, which she quickly found under the sofa. Sitting back down, she scrolled through the options, trying to find a good show as she started eating. But there was nothing good. As usual. Maybe she'd find something good soon.

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(1/3) In my Mouth

Have to post separately cuz so many words :/

All that I could hear was the churning of the laundry machines. Nobody else was here, it was so dark. It gave me the creeps.At least I think I was at a laundromat. Just moments ago, I was at some library, but it was void of any books. The empty shelves seemed to stretch on forever, the only thing standing out had been the singular page on the floor somewhere not too far ahead from me. But now, I was surrounded by washing machines, each one in use. The churning sound disappeared, and now it was just silence. There it was again. My surroundings had changed with a blink of an eye. But I was back home.This time, I don't think I was alone.The sound of screaming, the sound of cries, gunshots, and inhumane noises hit me out of nowhere, coming from outside. And there was a man standing in front of me.He was as tall as my ceiling, even needing to bend over just to fit in the room. He lacked any clothes, his hair was gone, he did not blink. He stared at me with empty eyes, a toothless smile that stretched all the way off his face. He did not move, he just stood there, and I did the same.Suddenly, he spoke, not a muscle moving as he did. "How do you feel, child?" I had no response. I could not move my mouth. My body had failed me, it did not work. "Do not fear me. We may not have met, but I know you. And you will know me. I have come to bring you something that shall make you happy." He reached into his chest, his hand sliding through his skin with a sickly squishing noise, and then he pulled out a mirror, dripping blood from the rims and glass, flesh dangling off the handle he held it by. "Soon, you will be as beautiful as me."He held it out to me. I could see myself. But it wasn't me. It was somebody else. It w-

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happy bday

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this is so adorable

Crying over these lesbian cats