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I don’t know what happened but apology accepted
Take no sleeves, big gloves Zoro as a way of apology
DUDE THANK YOU SMMM I LOVE FOR THIS MWAH MWAH 💗💗‼️‼️‼️
Perchance maybe…draw Vierla and Pete if that’s okay? :33
BTW: I LOVE UR ART ITS SO CUTESY AND ADORBS💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗
Hope I did your absolutely beautiful oc justice
I’m jealous of Pete Ngl…like damn…/silly
Clocking this drawing out at 12 hours and 45 minutes 🫠👍
the lord, the head guard
originally painting inspo from frank dicksee, la belle dame sans merci
thinking about how crowley gave humans the ability to know good from evil and aziraphale gave them the ability to fight for themselves
how these two gifts are painful if they aren't together, because knowing what's right but being unable to fight for it is hopeless and fighting without knowing what's right is chaos
Why is he so short lolll
He’s looking so good tho
Fond of red and blond...
❤️🔥Tig ol' Bitties❤️🔥
Maddison Fox
Lovely 😍
"Peek-a-boo"
could you try drawing a short comic about moonflower?? no expectations coming from me!
Sorry Broski a bit too uh not used to drawing comic.
So uh Pop Up!!!
Here a small Moonflower piece tho!!! (Keeping the whole comic thing in the back of my mind lol)
Ask for something more simple please!!!
1 Request, cutscene redraw
And a closeup of them
mobius with owen's normal hair length or longer hair in general would've been breathtaking, but it would've also made me go even more bonkers
LIKE??!!
AS IF HE ISN'T ALREADY TAKING UP ALL THE SPACE IN MY BRAIN??!! RAAAAAH
[update: pic creds to @sjweminem ♡]
mmm delicious plastic
You live once, eat plastic.
Rules | Buy me a Kofi!!! | Commissions(Shorts, ASMRScripts, etc.)
Thinking about an alternate dimension with no humans. No rumors, no myths, and no ancient burial grounds that suggest they might exist. Only the creatures we write about and make stories of. Hairy 5-meter tall hairy giants, vampires that drink the blood of any they can get their hand on, gorgeous beauties that feed on the souls of all they drown at sea. It’s a monster lover’s dream. The races of course are in factions by race navigating peace as best as they can but it continues to be a contentious mission.
Of course not helping their case, a new species is being introduced to the pool.
You.
A dimensional traveler meant to test out a better place for humans to live. Of course, your soulless employers drop you in with limited supplies and promise they’ll return you in five years of course if you're not dead.
But this monster world is far from ready to have a human come to their land. At first, they mistake you for a defanged good-natured vampire; flexing your technology as a silent show of dominance. Typical of those snotty fang-havers….but things get weird when the council of monster representatives finds the Vampires so in awe of your existence.
“No fangs?”
“Imperviousness to the sun!?”
“You are like nothing we’ve ever seen–”
“Or smelt! Your blood—”
“We’ve never tasted anything more divine!”
After using a small reusable syringe technology is amazing from your pack and give them a couple of droplets. Only for one taste to have the vampires writhing in heat so feverish they can’t help but drool and pull at their suddenly too-restricting clothes.
The other representatives are baffled. Are you a witch?! You have a better temperament than any and you haven’t requested any hearts or weird herbs to sate some hunger of yours. The Witch representatives check you next, doing the usual checkups witches must go through.
“Alright now open your esophagus.”
“Uhm I can’t do that. I can open my mouth, though. Ahh”
“GASP! What on the Withering Lands is that pink thing hanging in the back!?”
“My uvula?”
“Oh my, should you be showing that to us?!”
“Yes, we may impregnate you that way.”
“That’s not how it works for me.”
Though for good measure and their imploding curiosity, they take a sample of your saliva. Learning from those narcissistic vampire they only pour a hint of it into their cauldrons. Taking a sip, their chemistry demands their brain think of an answer and yet….why are their pants wet? Oh dear they’ll need to satisfy themselves quickly or they’ll be unable to stop themselves from pouncing on the odd creature that brought this along. It brings the council into an uproar some call for your immediate execution, others want to take you for further experimentation, and others hope to have what the vampires and witches were having.
One of your immediate allies is the Elves the hosts for this council meeting. Escorting you from the courtroom as they mull about possible solutions, willing to hear out what you might have to say. Oblivious to the tension among the kingdoms and each specific problem, you can’t offer much. That leaves the Elf representative, an audacious fifth prince, at his wit's end. Near tears he expects you to watch awkwardly as the sparkling water falls from his eyes, not rub against his back.
“Hey it’s okay we’ll figure it out. I really appreciate you looking after me.”
Your words fall on deaf ears as the elf is immediately thrown into disarray. Even through his clothes, the warmth of your hands has the most naughty parts of him stand at attention. The tips of his ears are the shade of the planet’s crimson moon and the nails he’d always kept beautifully shaped make indents in the wood. His guards happily fall to restrain the creature responsible only for them to suffer the same fate.
It dawns on you just how terrible of a situation it is then you realize the door is locked and the monsters suffering from your effect have been thrust into a mindless rut where their all convinced you will solve their problems.
And maybe you can, after all, you are the only human in this world. If you made these problems surely you can fix them.
*Gobbles up your art*
absolute git