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Just read the new chapter and this is awesome sauce 🔥

Never dissapointed with this serie ( •̀∀•́ )b

(NEW) Puberty’s tough. But when you have Matheson Syndrome, it’s downright traumatic. Check out episode 43 (part 2 & 3) of ‘Gulliver’s Children’ @webtooncanvas and @tapas_app today!

https://www.webtoons.com/en/canvas/gullivers-children-/list?title_no=453605

https://tapas.io/series/Gullivers-Children/info

Plot:

Puberty’s tough. But when it makes you shrink to the size of a mouse, or tower above the tallest skyscraper in a split second, it just gets downright traumatic. When Kim Seo-jin is diagnosed with 'Matheson Syndrome', a rare, size-altering disease, his world is turned upside down. So when he meets a strangely alluring boy at school, it seems that life will get a whole lot more complicated. (Updated every 3-4 weeks)

Happy b-dayy ٩(๑^o^๑)۶

It's my birthmas!

Idk why but everytime I see a giant creature, with sharp teeth, claws, doesn't matter, I'm like "I can fix him 🎀" even tho I'm the one who needs to be fixed

Who is that fine babe with the long hairrrr 🫦

Which one??

I love your story so far! i can't wait for the next chapter!

Tysm !! I wasn't sure if it was food enough tbh and I didn't know if I would write a part 2. I guess I have to now ٩ ˊᗜˋ

Reblog if it's okay to invade your ask box.

Always

HSR 2.1 spoilers!

This GAME and the G/T it delivers! OHMYYYYYYY!!!!!

Originally recorded by AZureMaxx on yt and maskedfools on twt, I just took out the G/T snippets!

𝙉𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙨 (1/?)

first ☆ next

I've never been lucky, not even once in my whole life. I was born with a condition that gave me an ability to regenerate my body which might sound like a blessing, but it's actually my curse.

My parents discovered it when I was four. I was in the kitchen, looking for my mom. She was cooking dinner but had left to go to the toilet. I was curious and tryed to see what she was cooking but I was too short to see on the counter top. That's when I had an idea, I was going to hop on the counter. I was conviced I could do it. So I raised my hands and placed them on the counter top I grabbed what I thought was the edge of it and pulled and- it all when dark.

It was my father who found me, under a large wooden cutting board, next to the rice cooker that was on the cutting board and fell on my face with it. He had heard my scream and ran to the kitchen. He was terrified when he lifted the cutting board to see my head crushed, bleeding, my eyes gouged out, my theeth broken and my nose aswell.

He quickly took me to his car and drove me to the hospital. By the time we got there, he noticed that my face was looking normal if it wasn't for the fresh blood on it. He still got me to a doctor but after examinating me, he told my father that I was fine, nothing was broken and that he didn't understand where all the blood on my face and clothes came from. My father was horrified at this statement, he had seen my head crushed, bleeding out and now I looked fine ?

The next day, my parents took me to another doctor to try to figure out what happened. He never figured it out.

As time passed, my parents started to notice how often I hurt myself, sometimes even on purpose, by curiosity and to see how far I could go.

After a few months, they had enough. I still remember how they would argue every evening. I knew it was because of me. It became almost normal, some kind of routine, until that one night. I was in my room when I heard my mom cying, suddently, she entered my room, kissing me on the forehead before leaving the house. This was the first time I saw her cry and also the last. I never saw her again after that night.

After this event, my father changed. He was always away and when he was finally at home, he ignored me and wouldn't say anything apart complains. I was feeling like we were strangers. It lasted 3 years. For my seventh birthday, I wasn't expecting anything. But surprisingly enough, my father told me to get dressed and that we were going out. I was so happy, at that moment, it felt like he cared about me again.

The roadtrip lasted 4 hours. When we arrived, I was curious about why he drove me here since the building we were about to enter looked like nothing I had seen before. I followed him to what looked like a waiting room. He told me to sit down and that he was going to the toilet. I watched him as he walked away, something felt off but I stayed right where I was. Time passed and there was no sign of him coming back. Suddently the door opened and he man in a white suit came in. He walked in my direction and stopped in front of me, he asked me to confirm my name, which I did. He then asked me to follow him, I was worried about my father but followed the man anyway.

We walked for several minutes and the man didn't speak a word to me. We finally stopped in front of some kind of cells ? He asked me to get in one of them and a woman came in with some clothes in her arms. I didn't know what was happening. The woman was very nice to me and helped me change into some sort of white gown. After a while, I asked her when was my father going to join us. Her smile dropped as soon as I finished my question. "Your father...he won't be joining us..." she then left. I sat on the bed that was in the room and waited until someone came in to inform me that it was time to go to bed. I was too stunned to speak. Did he really leave me ?

The next day, I woke up somewhere else. I didn't recognise this place. When I tryed to get up, I noticed I couldn't move. Leather bands tied my ankles and my wrists to the table I was lying on. I was starting to panick and didn't notice someone entering the room. It was an a man in a white suit, similar to the one that brought me to my cell the day before. He introduced himself as a scientist. He told me that my father took me here to be the subject of experiments. The term experiment didn't mean much to me at the time. He sat next to the table and I asked him what kind of experiment I was going to go trought, to which he responded "We want to make humain stronger, to upgrade them, kinda like super heroes !" I was too young to understand. It was my first time being experimented on, it left me traumatised. As I grew up, I started to understand what he really meant by upgrading humain. They were mixing humain DNA with animals DNA. Because they tought that it would give us the abilities of these animals. I didn't know which animal's DNA they tested on me until day 15. A tail started to grow on me and ears too. My real ears started shrinking and after a month or two, they were gone. As for my new tail, it pierced trought my skin that healed in record time. That's how they found out about my condition, after that, it only became worse. Because they knew my body would heal after, the weren't careful like they were before. They even stopped using anesthesia on me, as it was considered wasting as one of them said. The next months, I noticed my hands were starting to shift into something else anda few weeks after, the same thing happened to my feet. Soon enough I realised what DNA they had tested on me, cat DNA. Years passed and I didn't recognise what my mirror was showing me anymore. It was no longuer me. As time passed, I became non-verbal. I was tired all the time and my body was hurting me like crazy. Healing fast didn't mean I couldn't feel the pain. Over time, my skin and my hair changed colours, my skinned went from a tan beige to snow white and my hair from brown to black. I even thought to myself , "if my father ever comes back, he won't recognise me"

It had become my daily life, the experiment, this new body, the disgusting food they gave us, ... But one day, it changed. The compagnie went bankrupt. So as a way for them to gain money back, I've been sold, a second time. I was waiting for the worst as I got transfered there. The first thing I noticed when we arrived was how fancy the building looked, it smelled nice and was very clean in comparison with the old lab I was in. This time, I even got welcomed. A man in fancy clothing greeted me and at that moment I felt ashamed of my appearance. He was smiling but I could see how he was focused on my tail and my ears. I guess I would too. I didn't speak a word and just shaked my head in response. "not very talkative uh ?" He joked. I smiled at him without opening my mouth.

I got taken to my new cell who surprisingly didn't look like one. Everything seemed nice but I was still worried about one thing.

The next morning, it was finally time for my first experiment here, what were they going to do to me ? Grow me another tails ? Or horns ? Give me wings ?

When I arrived in the room, I was shocked to see how this laboratory was different from the one I use to be in. Then, my gaze shifted on a boy standing in the middle of the room, he was looking anxious and was immediatly surprised when he saw me enter the room. Something felt off about him, but I couldn't get my finger on it.

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"This is my son, Edouard. Edouard, this is-" he realised that he didn't even care to ask her name. "What is your name miss ? " he asked. She was surprised by the question and realised that she had forgotten her name. "..." she tried to speak but nothing came out of her mouth. She was shocked to see that she apparently had also forgotten how to speak. "subjet 14" one of the man in the room said. He then walked closer and repeated "her name is subject 14". "No, I am asking what her reel name is, she's not some lab rat." he responded. "what is your name young lady ?" he asked again, but no answer. "you can't speak ?" he asked, surprised. She shaked her head negatively in response. "we'll I guess we'll have to stick with subjet 14 or, why not just 14 ?" he suggested. She shaked her head in agreement. "wonderful ! So, Edouard, here is 14, she is our new tester ! She's here to help you." he annonced with a smile. "Nice to meet you 14" the boy said in a shy tone. She just responded by a mouth closed smile.

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That's it for the first chapter of this story, it's my first time writting something like this and honestly idk if I like it. I also wanted to say that English isn't my first language so pls excuse any error in the text (,,•﹏•,,).

This story features Isumie, one of my ocs.

𝙄𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩:

𝐇𝐢 !

Here's a very short animation of Isumie saying hi !

𝙉𝙚𝙬 𝙤𝙘 𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙧𝙩 !!

Here is Isumie !

You prob guessed it, she's kind of like my persona ·ᴗ·

She is 15 and half cat ! I will write a story about her soon.

First, TYSM FOR RESPONDING, I WASN'T EXPECTING A WHOLE DRAWING HELPP

Second, if the whole thing is on tumblr then I've seen it all lol ˃ᴗ˂

I LOVE GABRIEL SM, WHERE CAN I FIND THE WHOLE STORY PLS??? (•̀//ᴗ//•́)

Jokes aside aaa thank you for your Gabriel appreciation. Unfortunately I don't have a 'whole story' to share, I just have some messy doodle snippets I've posted for the past month or two (ToT) sorry to disappoint haha. I definitely want to continue posting more of them so you guys can learn more about Gabriel and Laurent's story. I'm just slow LMAO

This is a permanent bags under eyes kinda post

Like & share if you have permanent bags under your eyes!!!

IN LOVE WITH THISS (///▽///)

LOVE THE ANGST

FINALLY Finished this darn comic, I do kinda like how it turned out, the comic is inspired by @krackenwl post abt turning giant panic!

I apologize for the artstyle change, I started this on march and then picked up again in August, hence the change, anyways I hope y’all like it and let me know if y’all would like a part 2 ^^!

Btw the characters here are my ocs Hunter and Owen :)

THIS. IS. AMAZING.

'Hiccups'

I noticed that my last drawing of my new oc didn't really show what she's actually like, so let me break it down to you:

She is locked down, isolated, there's a reason for that.

And the template if you're interested:

☆New oc drawing☆

Stayed up the whole night to finish but the lack of sleep was worth it (´Д｀;)

Here's Kanae, a borrower, as she just figured out that the humain was back at home early, which sucks since she hid just in time but dropped the piece of bread she had managed to get in the kitchen ヽ(`Д´)ノ

IT S NOT YOUR FAULT DONT SAY THAT 😭💔

Also, yes, I can tell and yes, same 🫶

Hii yall !!

I came up with a new oc !! (again)

I drew her several times in class and I finally drew a sketch

I think she's pretty cute ˃ᴗ˂

Now for the g/t part 🙏

Hi guys 👋

Nothing 2 important, I just drew these silly kitties ·ᴗ·

I need yall help

I ve been working on a naga oc and I came up with 3 sketchy versions but idk which one s better (´Д｀;)

1st: (pupils)

2nd: (no pupils)

3rd: (no pupils and bigger neck)

Ty to everyone participating !!

havent been online much.. got exams to study for 😭

in the meantime, little man taking big sippy