don't do thsi
adding curry powder to my ramen instead of old bay sea food seasoning today
There had to be a sequel.
I mean, most movies get a sequel and a video game anyway.
I feel like my art has gotten better in the space of a year...however, this was still quite a challenge. (Doing pixel art by hand...never again!) It's busier and more chaotic...but then again, so is the episode π
I will die on the skk ranting about eachother while blackout drunk hill. Specifically:
Chuuya: He's such a bastard, he literally can't NOT be a bastard. He calls me short, I'm NOT SHORT! To bad he's pretty. Pretty and sad. Why is he so sad? I just want him to be happy. *ugly sobbing* I hate him so much, he blew up my car! *turns to grab some poor Black Lizard member* Did you know he sleeps curled up like a cat? *more ugly sobbing* It's so cute! *still sobbing* Do you think he'll bomb my car again, so we can have hot hate sex? *passes out because Hirotsu drugged his drink*
Dazai: Chuuya is so stupid, he's like, slow in the head like a Slug. Good thing he's hot though. He's built like a tank and he has a HUGE C- *Kunikida interrupts* Chuuya's not stupid! How dare you! He's beautiful and smart! But he hates me! *starts wailing* Chuuya hates me! *suddenly distracted* But the hate sex is good. I think I should blow up is car again. *gets up, immediately faceplants, starts wailing again* CHUUYA would have caught me! Caught me in big strong arms, and then he would have-*Kunikida knocks him out*
not often I try digital art. this is probably one of the few I feel (almost) confident posting.
Anyway this is my boy Seron! he's a little forest cryptid and everyone thinks is scary but he just wants to chill with his boyf.
I feel like a bear in winter searching for a warm place to hibernate.
being genderfluid is so weird. one second I'm thinking "why do fem artists give their lady characters thigh highs,huge boobs,and such" and suddenly I go girl mode and I'm like
woah ...dress go spinny
I feel like I just watched Riverdale
I'm gonna watch fate:the wind saga. Wish me luck
The frightened boy picked up the fallen sword of his dead father and held it in front of him as the attackers advanced. βDonβt be afraid boy. Just hold on to me and let me do the fighting,β whispered the sword.
clearly I have way to much time on my hands. |17th layer of hell| |NOT well adjusted at ALL|
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