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Another little drawing in Roll20 :)

My new best friends

Bone spaghetti.

Tooth cereal.

Been a minute, have some teeth

(Hes happy to see you!)

"i'm here, at least. and i love you, darling."

i made a little quiz. it has gentle wisdom to take with you. whatever i can give you is yours. love u. take the wisdom & run.

I’m getting back into pixel art! Special thanks to the uncredited artist that painted this lovely guitarist in the first place, just for it to end up on the cover of a collection of Spanish guitar songs.  Super proud of this one. Look at that hand! I wish the real size would post well on tumblr. It’s only a wee 63 x 46 :) 

I made a little guy!

Gungus

Oh boy. Okay, I'm cheating a little because I'm not sure if my uh... song... counts.

Background is a pixel art recreation of a screenshot of a Minecraft parrot (already convoluted) I tamed and named Fish (because he loved the ocean).

Most recent song is The Ballad of Smokin' Joe Rudeboy from Tom Cardy, and if joke songs dont count, then its Figure It Out by Royal Blood.

My most recent picture is also me trying to identify a plant! This houseplant I had for a few years finally bloomed and it turns out its a wax plant (a Hoya Carnosa mayhaps?)

Thanks for inviting me to play! I'm dragging @monochromicharlequinn, @raiven-raine, @witch-king-tea-fiend, @airshipsfullofpuppies, and @purgatorypoetry into this :)

tagged by @wizardcurse (thanks!) to post a photo of my lockscreen (grey tree frog), last listened to song and most recent photo! which is of some flowers I was trying to ID earlier today (bird's-eye speedwell I believe)

I'm tagging @turtlewithatail @pigeonbutch @thejerseybastard @apottovan @bad-jew-jew and whoever else wants to join

I need more industrial themed horror in my life me thinks.

Uncanny warning signs, a machine in the heart of a factory that will outlive you and all that you are, a monster that exists only in the shadow of the forge, etc. etc.

Bring back boiler room nests and Osha violations (please push me over the railing)

You inspired me to make my own little pawn! But then I got distracted and decided I'll make a little mushroom guy... soon...

A friend somehow convinced me that his desire to build a chess board was in fact not stupid, and I somehow believed him. Anyways I have a bit of cleaning up and staining to do, but two down fourteen to go…

Can I

For the love of God for the love of God

Feel anything other than

Wings breaking through my back

And holding me close

In a touch that man could never mimic

Because for all his love and all his sweetness

All he cares about is tearing me apart

Warehouse Poetry- 001

Something deep has settled 

And bleeds in me 

And I dont know that I can shake it

Nor that I would ever want to

For without its weight 

I'm not certain I'd ever feel whole 

So can you take my hand 

And rest within me so

Together we can worry for the monster 

I might become 

I'm sorry that I cant say "yes" and mean it 

Though I'll still say it anyway,

For you and you and everyone that asks

Even though I want to be strong

I want to be brave

Though every night I nearly beg that 

Nothing will be started that I cant stop

So I say yes 

To all that you ask and 

All that I'll never believe 

You say you hurt the same as me 

But why is it I'm always the one

Crying on your shoulder

Or the one silently screaming,

"Please, God, don't leave me."

I am that dog on your back, 

I am the wound and 

The mouth that bites 

Your hand which feeds 

And I'm so sorry I can't be all you expect me to be

And just like bait in a trap, 

I will keep saying what I dont mean 

Other than:

"I love you, I love you, I love you," 

But please don't ask me what "love" means.

When...

[Trigger Warning: Blood, Violence, Murder Mention]

When will it be her?

Behind the glass, the wheel spins. Every gift it gives is just enough to keep me strung along. Every item wears her scent, reflects her image. 

When will it be her?

Five dozen options, all carved into stone.

Tick, tick, tick.

The symbols are mirrored along the edge of the arena, each one stained and soaked in blood. 

Blood I give for her.

Finally, the wheel settles. 

A beast claws its way out of the red, scraping against stone.

So close.

Its breath is sweetness, its gaze fire. 

I hate it. 

It has been so difficult to stay quiet in my pursuit of love. How many more must go missing? 

It knows I’ll never reject a gift. 

I bring my face to its own. Skull to skull, glare to glare.

How shall it carry my burden?

It’s not enough to drown out the accusations. 

A witch hunt only to be stalled by tricks and honey words.

Plunge him into the water and if he burns it’s...

Murder! Murder! Murder!

I watch my own case from the crowd, breath cold and slow. 

Don’t look.

You won’t like what you see. 

Another drug into the pits. 

Every time my hands shake.

Careful.

Nothing steadies them.

It knows exactly what I need.

I know exactly what it wants. 

Murder! Murder! Murder!

A judge for an injustice. 

A daughter. A son. A wife.

Now a husband.

How many bones need to break?

Red washes over the floor.

The wheel creaks.

It spins.

She’s perfect.

It’s a shame she can’t be real.

My nails sink into the meat of my palm.

I hammer the glass. 

When will it be her?

Thinking about making monsters...

This was HEAVILY inspired by Gustave-Adolphe’s MOSSA Firebirds. I don’t consider this to be a copy. I consider it to be a distorted version of it, a version I love very much. 

My sweet boy, Fish! Oh, how I love him

A little stone archive. Definitely not ominous or anything.

The final versions. Whew. Sweat off my brow

This took so long :sob:

Cait! All Pixeled Up. Hat and No Hat (My Art) vs. Reference (Picrew) I’m really happy with this! Eeeeeee