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jayesprite · 11 months
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these poor kids got neglected for five years. here they are with their actual sprites now
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spriteofedit · 7 months
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purbleblood terezi edit?
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ok ^_^ girl whose morals are so incomprehensible . concerning sense of humour i imagine shed be a mage of rage
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you ever remember one of your fave ships when you’re sick as hell
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auspices-sprites · 1 year
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kayforpay · 2 years
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if you're still doing these (i'm on mobile and i can't find any post saying you aren't, feel free to ignore this if you are), i'd love to see your take on clown terezi!
Sight is unnecessary. Unimportant. An impediment to true artists, artists of flesh and blood and power and death.
That was the truth she lived by, anyway. Those who worried too deeply about the color of a subject, about the deepest purples or the brightest yellows, failed to convey in texture and size the true scope of their vision.
Ha, vision.
She was never a member of the church, never invited or accepted to it, and she was happier that way. Rules would only slow her down, and as a highblood, she should have none. Rules were for the little people, the weak ones who couldn't fight back. she was meant to rend them for her works.
After all, wasn't a worthless lowblood who tricked her into the sunlight, who mocked her as she struggled to recover? Feeling her vitreous body boiling, her retinas blistering in the unforgiving red, red, red haze of daylight, she knew that the rules were worthless.
In what just world would gods allow their truest subjects to suffer that agony?
Everything was red, always, red. Her eyes, her vision, everything. When she shaped a body with knives and claw, she did so by feel alone, the unending red waves of light and dark washing over her meaninglessly.
There was nothing else for her but the red, the blood and bodies and bones, the crowded, wet-smelling workshop she called home. Red and paint and blood and red and bones and screaming, gnashing dayterrors.
This was where she was home, where she was meant to be. If no one else could see her vision, may the whole Empire go blind instead.
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beescake · 4 months
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paint a bunch of heads then struggle to fit them all on one canvas
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otagoshi · 2 months
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i love draw tiny
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sweetsart2000 · 2 months
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Pt2
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mackerel08 · 5 months
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its that time of year again
(comm me)
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homestuckteam · 5 months
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February's Patreon illustration that was made in celebration for Lunar New Years! 🐉🧧🍊 Illustration provided by Kim Quach.
To see more bonus material as it’s released, https://www.patreon.com/homestuck
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indigonite · 6 months
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and so we return with a troll lineup on 2024
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weaselmcdiesel · 6 months
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requests for a bunch of ships i did on my spam :3
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arizuume · 6 months
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Happy birthday, John and Jane!
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melerbytes · 3 months
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Love these sprites
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auspices-sprites · 1 year
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Make some of the trolls talksprites purplebloods?
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yeah sure. aranea serket [purple version. she/her] and terezi makara [she/her]
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homepic6 · 6 days
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