day three of waiting for the next dbhc destruction; we are starving, we have started to consume each other, we will not survive till winter (this is a joke, ily artist take your time <3333)
LMAOOOO I KNOWWW yeah I got called last minute to have to pack up my whole exhibition so I had to drive out of town and back over the weekend aka i haven't had any time to work on the fic RWARUGH
BUT!!! i'm gonna make my friends bully me into working on it over the next day or two so I can finally post the last part of the comic
(it's also at this time that i would like to remind everyone that we should remember that this comic does not end well DLKFGJ there is not a happy ending here. but we knew this (hopefully). we know etho has to be shut down here but we also know he eventually re deviates and is himself again <333 but we gotta shut him down and put everyone through the angst centrifuge first LKJFGOSIFLJG)
PLEASE DON'T CONSUME EACH OTHER THOUGH. or do i suppose, whatever keeps the brainrot at bay <3
sorry i had to reblog that here because i have to say. the first and only dick ive ever sucked. he was like No use more teeth. Its okay i promise its good just bite more. CONSTANTLY OVER AND OVER and im like. I THINK IM GONNA RIP THE DAMN THING OFF.......... scary. but it was awesome and i loved it .
every once in a while i remember how big all the characters n creatures in pikmin really are and i go a lil bit insane. what do you MEAN the waterwraith isn't even half a foot tall
the body that had once been john's, now supplanted, leans up against the top floor railing with his hands clasped loosely over open air and the shadow of wings cast against the wall behind him, head haloed in the light of the chandelier. he smiles down at her with eyes that crease at the corners and it's kindly — at a distance.
" if only he knew how to show it, right? " who he is, jasper or john or even chandler, doesn't matter: she'll tell him which is more important, eventually. he flicks his hands up at the wrist, mild gestures of precautionary surrender. " i'm sorry — i'm talking like i know you, and we haven't even met yet, officially. you're liv, right? jasper's daughter. "
no mistakes, this time. no letting john's assortment of egotistical and increasingly banal complexes stir the silt and obscure the way forward, and no more clumsy attempts to drive her away from the center of the gravity well. manny hadn't lied, the night she left: liv's power is valuable.
that it happens to be valuable in more ways than she knows is . . . incidental. trivia.