*Catatonic In The Floor Because I'm On Art Break And Can't Make More Of These*

Here are some stupid pics of my gremlin cat :3

(Maybe they can be a bit of help) <3

I HAVE BEEN BLESSED BY THE GREMLIN cat!

Every one of these photos is precious, but there's a special place in my heart for blurry cat pictures. Here's my stuffy gremlin as a tiny token of gratitude🥹 Thank you so much, Ghost!

(I was shooting him with a Lego gun. As an Experiment.)

Erik.

(More Woolly Erik here)

Thank you, Tumblr, for showing me ads I absolutely don't want to see. I mean it in the most unironic way possible.

Maybe I'm a paranoid mediaeval minion, but I get absolutely horrified whenever an Internet platforms shows me ads featuring something I searched for just once, seconds ago, on another platform. It makes me feel stalked.

(Unimpressed cat is Daniel Meowlloy from my Interview with the Vampurr "Disregard!" comic)

This is not an imposter.

I'm well aware of how ridiculous this sounds, hopefully your recognise me from my way with words.

I'll be commenting and messaging on this account and possibly moving my stuff over here because my old account @purrlockholmesbooks is being given the silent treatment for reasons unknown (I can't comment).

I'll reblogging my old posts to @purrlockholmesbooksblog in case of further disasters to my old account.

ARGH.

Original posts: Nosferatu here and Lescat here.

Thank all of you who pressed the little funny buttons!

2,500 "Yikes!" from me because I have no idea what just happened.

This started out as a replacement for my old account because it was glitching. When that was fixed, this one became my nonsense blog. Then SOMEHOW, SOME PEOPLE (who shall not be named but I'm sure you're all laughing now) pulled it along until it turned into a Phanart gallery.

Now, there are around 130 people here. Weeeell. I hope those who are here for Phantoms won't be bothered by the occasional shenanigans!

(This post has been in my drafts for ages - I haven't drawn anything new right now, so may as well drag this old codger out!)

Am trying to trim down a monstrosity of a manuscript. In the meantime, enjoy some of my Best Writer Brainrot Moments.

BRIEFLY. I was trying to spell BRIEFLY.

More of my spelling mistakes here.

@blackforrestpunk made me do it.

(Enlarge image if you actually want to read it. Good luck, I have trouble with it myself)

Anyway, Aiden, why did you set a bad example by putting your height? I've been told I was tall all my life, and now I'm the smallest of the three of us (hi, Vlad). Got to invest in platform boots.

If a pole dancing vampire isn't what you wanted to see today, you know better now, yes?

My vampire Pierce knows how to pole dance. I'm not sure what to do with that information, but it's there. He did ballet, that's actually plot relevant, but this... Well, he's having fun.

(I have a lot of less unhinged WIPs on the way, but I'm low on vivacity right now, I need to drink blood)

They make each other worse - in a sweet way. Sarah is very, very done with their hijinks.

How to cheer up a vampire who deals with the pain of immortal existence by crying and bedrotting instead of binge-drinking (arterial blood) and building cults and evil empires.