Halfway to no where

Kiana Khansmith
Jules of Nature

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hello vonnie
Xuebing Du
Sweet Seals For You, Always

titsay
𩵠avery cochrane š©µ
occasionally subtle
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Monterey Bay Aquarium

Love Begins
Keni

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Mike Driver

JVL

oozey mess

if i look back, i am lost
EXPECTATIONS

⣠Chile in a Photography ā£
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@bubkit
Halfway to no where
I havenāt been able to draw my OCs in literal months I donāt care if itās inconsistant lighting I went with a vibe
Sticker pack design
I adjusted it to be a poster
I might adjust it more who knows
āReal darkness has love for a face. The first death is the heart.ā
I did a draw over of this DE piece from 2023, I still adore this game.
Stickers I made for a convention (I just need to find a way to print them)
Happy pride month!!!
Iām reposting my transgender dream artwork and no one can stop me!! (Changed it up a bit so I can make a print for it for comic con)
I'm SO excited to finally share these pieces I created for D&D's Ravenloft: The Horrors Within.
This project was such a huge honor to work on. I remember as a kid looking through the players manuals & doing little studies of the artwork in there, so this feels a bit full-circle. You can get a peek at higher-res versions of them on my insta!
you can hear the leaves rustling
Sum new
portraits of my goats,,, i really need to replay the game
I just wanted to draw borzois
Iām spinning around move out of my way
Study I did that Iām still proud of
If I was to name this piece after a fetish would it be fine?
After everyone was gone.
Robots took over the jobs of maintaining what was left of the human race. The whole artificial planet was now a museum of what we abandoned after everyoneās consciousness was uploaded and stored in the data wall.
Years went by, batteries couldnāt be replaced and soon they all died out too. All that was left were these old structures. Crumbling, unused and forgotten.
(Piece was originally meant to be for a comic idea but I got too into it)