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★╰┈➤ 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ★
yo, name's kam! i'm 21, i go by he/they pronouns and if you found me, welcome!
☆ ~~ ╰┈➤ 𝖘𝖔𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖑𝖘 ~~ ☆
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not many as of writing this. only swearing, eyestrain, sometimes lewd/mild gore pieces, scopophobia. (really specific but i like drawing eyes so if anyone has it watch out!!)
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Sonic the Hedgehog
Lego Monkie Kid
Pokémon
The Freak Circus
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GUZMA ART IVE RECENTLY COOKED UP… I LOVE THIS GUY SO MUCH SO I THOUGHT ID FINALLY POST AGAIN LMAOAOAO… I LOWK LOVE HOW THIS LOOKS TEEHEE
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happy pride month!
saw a lot of hares, deer and pheasants on the train ride home today
on da train
probably the first thing related to my nationality that i've ever posted
off hiatus!
not gonna post too frequently, but i'll upload fandom art stuff and original art stuff here and there, if anyone's interested
toby and brian are arguing who did the most on the mission. tim would rather not get involved. kate wants to break toby's arm
We need more tragic female creepypasta OCs.
Give me a female creepypasta OC that isnt boiled down to a hot girlfriend, jealous bitch or mindless killer.
I want a female character to latch onto that doesnt like killing and is angry about that. I want one who has layers and is just a hurt person who is made to hurt others. Smh.
gonna be taking it easy for a while since i'm not feeling the best. here's a springtrap doodle before i disappear into the void
I just had an intense urge to say this – as a trans man. I deeply believe that more people would be comfortable, or just able to come out as a man if they were assured that you can also be beautiful.
Ever since childhood I was so obsessed with feminine, delicate, beautiful men, every fictional character and person I could find that fit this description. And for a long time I didn't know I deeply yearned to be these men. Because it does make you feel like a traitor sometimes, when you're a trans man and you still love glamour, skirts, dress up games or whatever else you might think of. But damn it, that's who I am! And nothing will change that about myself!
I might be screaming into the void, but please know that you can be soft and delicate as a man, you can have long hair and nails, you can cover yourself head to toe in pink, you can be gorgeous and don't EVER let anyone say otherwise. I love you
be the ethereal man you want to see in the world, brothers! you got only one life, might as well indulge in being an elf or what have you 🩵
So I'm sure I've posted before about how I feel kind of weird talking about follower stuff, both because of the Curse of celebrating followers and suddenly you lose a bunch LMAO as well as back when I got excited about hitting 1,000 followers I had a friend tell me "oh people are probably just desperate for twst stuff since it's so new" so I've just felt?? Weird about it?? If that makes any sense idk
BUT I just hit like 6k followers on twitter and I'm celebrating that rn but I also wanna celebrate the people I have following and supporting me Here, since I used to be mainly posting my art over here and I've had this account for longer and I've made great friends through here and have so many people who follow me specifically on Tumblr who've shared my art and left kind comments and sent asks and helped me when I've been struggling and even like??? Sent me birthday presents?? Genuinely mind blowing to me
So yeah-
LETS HAVE A RAFFLE HERE TOO JUST FOR YOU GUYS!! 🎉
Again, thank you to everyone who follows me, I'll always appreciate you guys 💕
reblog cuz no pics in comments on this hellsite so
LET'S GO GAMBLING!!!
So I'm sure I've posted before about how I feel kind of weird talking about follower stuff, both because of the Curse of celebrating followers and suddenly you lose a bunch LMAO as well as back when I got excited about hitting 1,000 followers I had a friend tell me "oh people are probably just desperate for twst stuff since it's so new" so I've just felt?? Weird about it?? If that makes any sense idk
BUT I just hit like 6k followers on twitter and I'm celebrating that rn but I also wanna celebrate the people I have following and supporting me Here, since I used to be mainly posting my art over here and I've had this account for longer and I've made great friends through here and have so many people who follow me specifically on Tumblr who've shared my art and left kind comments and sent asks and helped me when I've been struggling and even like??? Sent me birthday presents?? Genuinely mind blowing to me
So yeah-
LETS HAVE A RAFFLE HERE TOO JUST FOR YOU GUYS!! 🎉
Again, thank you to everyone who follows me, I'll always appreciate you guys 💕
the cat has arrived
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macaque doodles from a while ago
fun lil exercise
shadowpeach thing final part
part 2
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The morning into the afternoon, Macaque couldn't exactly call the time that passed well spent.
All it really did was favour his irritation and make him tired. Wukong refused to stop talking his ears off with quips and such other reminiscing.
Luck seemed to be with Macaque today, though, as when he requested for meditation, Wukong agreed. Not the usual way, however. No, Macaque needed a more precarious position.
Now, hung upside down on a tree overlooking a cliff, tail tightly wrapped around the sturdiest branch, Macaque could think.
He peered at Wukong. Seeing him in a state of pleased focus was strange. Urging a question out of Macaque, even.
"… Why do you want this back?"
The look Wukong gave made Macaque want to groan. He knew Wukong could be clueless, but this was too much.
"You know what I mean, bud." He swung off the branch, landing cleanly at the base of the tree.
"You've been hellbent about a lot of things. I've seen you as much. But this?" Macaque gestured between them. "How is this meant to get us closer together?"
"Aw, c'mon, peaches!"
"Don't use that again, I beg you…”
"I'm gonna. You used to love meditating together like this! I still remember all the headaches it gave me!" Wukong landed with his usual boisterous laugh, hands on his hips.
An open position contrasting with Macaque's crossed arms. It was almost disgustingly poetic.
"Yeah. Used to. What makes you think I'm the same?" Macaque tilted his head as he asked, his tail lashing once.
"… Well. Nothing." The answer was unexpected. And… Nonchalant. As if Wukong already knew the answer long before.
"You aren't the same. We both changed, I know that- I-I see it. But that doesn't matter!"
"Then, I'll ask you again." Macaque narrowed his eyes. "Why do you want me back this much?"
The silence that followed bothered Macaque. It wasn't comfortable, it was tense. He could see Wukong shift as he stood. He had something, but didn't want to say it.
"Spit it out."
More hesitation. Then, finally, Wukong met his gaze.
"… Because you understand me."
Macaque went agape. His stance relaxed out of surprise, tail suddenly limp and the buzz in his mind quiet.
"You just… Know me like no one else. Yeah, the kid and maybe jingles do, but… Not in the way that you do. You—"
Wukong stepped forward, Macaque backed up. Wukong persisted. His hand raised to Macaque's chest, pressing right to his left pectoral. His heart.
"You still see me… Even if you don't want to…"
"… All I see is a big headed moron."
"Macaque, please."
Macaque could feel Wukong's hand curl. Could feel how tightly his shirt was suddenly gripped.
"Just… Throw me a bone. I really do want to try…"
The desperation seeping into the silence was strong enough to make Macaque's throat close up.
He'd been dead set on not resuming… Whatever they had. Not in death, not in life. He had wholely accepted that. Even almost convinced himself that he didn't want it.
Although, now faced with it… He had taken some actions to get a shred of peace between them.
Macaque had tricked Wukong's successor. Almost had him abandoned. But he also helped.
Helped when Wukong was under Lady Bone Demon's control, in his own backwards way. Helped when Wukong was trapped in the scroll of memories. Helped when the whole world nearly collapsed…
All of it held a bit of his own interest. But still, he did things he never necessarily had to…
A heavy sigh escaped him. His eyes slid closed, he stepped forward. Head tipped closer just enough to press against Wukong's own.
"… Okay." The acceptance was quiet. It was all Macaque could manage for now.
Macaque nearly yelped when he was pulled into a tight embrace. He lost focus, only able to loosely wrap one arm around Wukong.
"Thank you…" Even with his face pressed firmly against Macaque's scarf, Wukong sounded choked up.
"… Just don't make me regret this, Wukong."
"I won't."
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and that's all, folks! maybe I'll post more of what I write in the future lol
