How to identify different types of birds:
If you'd like to learn how to draw and color these birds, you can pre-order my book! Out May 7th
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Wow I really haven’t drawn anything independently in ages. Here is a freckled 1987 Donatello sketch because for some reason I love the idea? Who knows why.
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But yeah, until early May I am going to be stupidly busy, so mostly commissioned art as I cry over my assignments /jk
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behold the magificent blorbulosity that is me
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Thank you Jezzi for the kofi! Here’s New Moon Sans! I also miss moon god sans :’)
Doodle Details
Kofi
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Valentine's Special Lovers Eye Comms now open!
Get your blorbo's eyes drawn into a decadent frame so you can stare lovingly into the window of their soul~ Both ych and custom frame options are available and I aim to have all commissions done in time for Valentine's!
OCs (inc. dnd/bg3/ffxiv etc) and Blorbos of existing media (e.g. podcasts/anime etc) are welcome <3
Request a slot here!
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Wrong turn and the wrong time
You blinked when you felt the rough brick wall behind your back, the second later you felt the blade of a knife embedded into the wall that has caught your hoodie in between.
“What-what the- WHAT THE FUCK IS WROGN WITH YOU DUDE?!” You yelled at the tall man with the stupid bowler hat. He simply closed his jacket as he raised a thick eyebrow at you as your reatched up to try and take the knife out, but it’s really stuck in the brick too well.
“My apologies, madam. My mind has been occupied at the moment and must have thought of you as-“
“Whatever!! Just PLEASE take this out so I could just fucking leave!! Gah, who carry around a knife like that?!” You screeched, twisting your body to try to wiggle the knife out but it only made the hole in your hoodie even bigger. “Shit, this was my favorite sweater!! Why do you even carry-“ you found yourself cut off when something wrapped around your mouth, something cold and steel.
The tall man with the goatee on his face and a spider pendent on his tie stood in front of you, too, too close for your comfort as he leaned forward over you. A smirk danced on his lips as you felt more of the steel wrapping around your arms, wrist, legs, everywhere on your body as if it was encasing you like a coffin.
“What a rude, little woman you are. Very uncouth with such a dirty mouth.” He letter the top of his cane with a blue gem on it, close to your face and your eyes widen as you see it glow.
“Perhaps I could teach you some manners……”
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87 Mikey with his version of Klunk, a very worn stuffed cat. Based on an accidental headcannon I created in my chat fic, Too Many Turtles:
I am not brilliant at drawing but uh here’s the guy I drew in a couple of hours, enjoy I suppose
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When a random sketch becomes a character
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I've made chibis of almost everyone so Octavia is next as Blorb.
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this is blorb, my emotional support loth cat
blorb has seen some shit.
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This is how I see fellas, blorbos, scrungles, and creechurs but I understand if others see them differently
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