First Piece Of Art Ive Posted Here, Yippee! Naturally Its Of My Dnd Character, Quinn, Because I Have

First piece of art I’ve posted here, yippee! Naturally it’s of my dnd character, Quinn, because I have SEVERE brainrot lol

They’re an anxiety riddled 17yo runaway noble child wild magic sorcerer, and also the only main party member with any fully functioning braincells. He is so very tired, please PLEASE just let her rest

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Lyrics are from “Always” by Octobervox on tiktok

Hey, why does my mouth always taste like metal after we kiss?

Her hair was a flowing cherry red

Like the ichor she lacked

A heart that never bled

A hollow soul

From which tears were never shed

A beautiful monster

A creature in disguise

Making lives shatter

Good thing it takes

More than one bite

To become a creature like her

Sickly sweet words

Force fed poison

Scarred by her venom

Making limbs go numb

As I pulled away

I saw my flesh in her fangs

My life in her claws

My blood in her maw

Coating her lips and her grin

As my vigour wears thin

How lucky am I

As ironic as it seems

To already be something

Other than human

Curses can’t stack

The literary equivalent of a dumpster fire

Tongue of silver, quick of wit

Can’t seem to find

Words that fit

Holding a clean pen

And a fresh bottle of ink

An empty page is candle-lit

An aspiring poet

That can’t keep on form

Behind the desk they sit

Inside their lonely dorm

Throwing words on a page

Trying to make them stick

A fumbling dance

Of trial and error

Trying on epithets

Presenting them to the world

Shaking hands

Trembling voice

A stumbling game

Of anxiety and terror

Impatient for inspiration

Throwing phrases around

Rolling them on their tongue

Seeing how they feel in the mouth

Hoping to find something

To spark inspiration

The start of a story

Or the ending of one

How do you end a poem?

Attack I did of @getthekat’s dnd character, Chiron, for art fight :3

We love this gay ass nerd

I just wanted to write about werewolves (and it’s at least kinda okay, I think)

The moon’s beauty is no longer mine to see

Her face now causes only agony

When before, the silver light was soothing

If only that could last

Passing on the curse through flesh and fang

Wishing things could have stayed the same

Always caught on the line

Between monster and human

Never truly either

Wishing for the control and safety of one

Longing for the freedom of the other

Dreaming of having a companion who understands

Yet still hoping to never pass this life onward

Wax and wane

Comes the pain

Like the ocean waves

I too am driven by the moon

Celestial bodies in the sky

Hear my howl, my plea tonight

My voice warps, turned harsh and feral

As my body is shred and born anew

Under the unforgiving glow

My new form begins to grow

Ever searching

Seeking a companion who understands

I hear a lovely cacophony

Surely I’m not the only one

I add my lonely voice to theirs

So near and yet so far

And I hope