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The glamorous life of artist/author is less lucrative than one might thing, ahahaha. ha. Anyway, one of my big projects finally ended last quarter, and I haven't yet been able to replace it for income, so if you have someone (or you!) who would enjoy this stuff for the hols, I'd really, really appreciate your support!
my Patreon, where you get book snippets, art previews, and a lot (a LOT) of cat pics
my ko-fi, where I have stickers, one-page zines (no staples!), and some oversize postcards (with cats!) and obviously eternal gratitude if you just want to donate
my Redbubble, where I have some extremely random art uploaded, including two different memento mori mugs, because that's how I roll
Amyzon, aka where all my books are up on the evil book website. I keep wanting to move them onto other platforms, but the benefits I'd lose would require a lot of energy I don't have to replicate, and this is paying like 1/4 of my bills rn
Commissions are currently closed, but I'm making good progress on the ancient ones I have waiting, so someday you could be a cartoon or get 8-bit fandom porn, lol.
THANK YOU for helping, even if it's just reading this or reblobbing it. You rock!
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ONCE UPON A TIME, THERE WAS A KNIGHT...
the visual inspiration for this was a combination of Frederic William Burton's Meeting on the Turret Stairs and also Bernardo Cavallino's The vision of St. Dominic receiving the Rosary from the Virgin
this was supposed to be just a one off illustration to get the thoughts out of my system, but then I started thinking about medieval politics and warfare and plagues and a castle and home as both a place of refuge, a prison, and a tomb, so perhaps they will end up as ex voto characters as well.
you may say, hey! that rosary looks like it has too many beads! it's a fifteen decade rosary, probably. dominicans are really into marian devotions. it works out.
also. spiral style stair cases. oh boy. it was that unexpectedly more difficult than I originally thought it would be to draw. the more I think about it, the less I understand them, even though I had a million photos of the stairs in front of me while I was drawing it.
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⭐ and other places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app
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Gojo Satoru running in a downpour just to give you an umbrella
💗 さとる
Note : u know like in the s2 ending. it's 4:30 am the birds are chirping n here i am... writing cheesy gojo fluff lol. ignore errors... i'm sleep deprived 😭✌️
"Satoru... did you run all this way... in the rain?"
He's panting and desperately trying to catch his breath, bearing a half-smile at you. His uniform is completely soaked through. His shoes are leaky and his socks are squelchy with rainwater. His hair is completely flat-wet. Water drips off the ends of strands.
You and him are under the highway bridge, it shields you from the torrential rain, which he just rain through all the way from Jujutsu High.
"Y-yeah... well... only because y–you texted me saying... that you didn't... have an umbrella. So." he huffs, a rivulet of water dripping off his pointy chin.
You squint at him in disbelief. It's so funny.
This boy. This poor teenage boy. With noodly arms and legs and a poor posture. Just ran all this way here. To give you an umbrella.
Just to give you a damn umbrella.
"You're nuts."
He makes a smile at that. "I'm flattered you think so highly of me, Y/n."
A long silence passes.
He sucks in a breath and makes a sideways look.
"Uh... sooo... do I get like... a cheek kiss for this, or something? Maybe? ... please? No? Yes? Or an appreciative "thank you, 'Toru you're my knight in shining armour!" maybe? How about a—"
"No." you tease.
"Aw dang, I'll just go fuck myself then. We're divorcing. And I'm taking custody of the umbrella." He jokes.
He bends his back and knees to lower himself to your height, so he can make sure you get your share of cover under the transparent umbrella. You give him a sudden cheek kiss once he's lowered himself enough to be reachable for your lips.
He malfunctions. His brain has to actively register what just happened to his body. And then once it realizes he's just received a cheek kiss, his whole face starts to glow. His whole body freezes up.
He blushes boyishly. Because of course he would, he's just been kissed by his 3-year crush best friend.
But then he reassumes his annoying Gojo Satoru persona within a minute.
"Awww... you must like me."
"Shut up. And stop crouching like that. You'll scare a child."
"My future wife is so mean to me...! 😩"
"I'm not your "future wife", Satoru."
He sticks his tongue out at you. But then his playful tone suddenly drops. He looks at you. And he earnestly says;
"I will make sure that you are. No matter what... I wanna be yours."
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