CathLooky

multi-fandom mess of an artist | you can also call me Raya :)

[cathlooky]

Rabbit Hole <3

[adeleba]

For @alizibtheterrible's dtiys!! Congrats!!!

Let it be known that I'm a huge procrastinator and I lowkey forgot the deadline ToT.

[cathlooky]

The Herald

[ganemouchie-deactivated20250118]

Naw he just realized he left his dinner at dog-reach

[cathlooky]

GWENPOOL THE UNBELIEVABLE!! 🩷🤍

(drawn in MS paint lemme flex)

[glassroo]

*slaps roof of Danny* this bad boy can fit so much feral in it

[glassroo]

made him in paint during class while ppl were trying to figure out how to make folders on pc 💀 limited myself to the base palette for a challenge

[cathlooky]

whispers

[glassroo]

least mental 14 year old

[phyzhyhzy]

the boy got 🦇merch

[cathlooky]

ghostin'

[transcendence-au]

AU with some angst potential. Dipper manages to control his powers early on, and is able to successfully maintain a human appearance. When he and Mabel go home, it's difficult but they're able to maintain a facade that dipper is toootally human. It requires a lot of deals to keep him physical so much of the time, but they find a way. He still has his demonic moments, but he's able to control it enough or get away from the house to avoid giving himself away. He goes to school with Mabel, and perhaps the two of them keep it up for years even. It gets to the point where Mark and Anna start to suss out that something is off, and tell Dipper that he can tell them whatever is wrong and they will support him. He's really happy to hear this, and is preparing to reveal his secret to them. Then the biggest magic storm since the transcendence happened hits, and Mark and Anna come downstairs one night to see their son, eyes golden, teeth sharp, eating a coyote in the living room, blood everywhere.

[feferipeixes]

powered up my very old Mac PowerBook and this is what I found on it

[cathlooky]

lolbit doodle dump in ms paint <3

I was reading LAT by @inkspottie and oh my goodness it's actually really fun! makes me wish there was more lolbit centric fics out there though, so I drew them cuz they're funky and cute and just so cool.

anyways go read LAT it's on ao3 and I recommend it <3

[samara-asaika]

I only can apologies to the dear @chatxkilluaxnoir the winner of the raffle art!

I am such a busy person and have no creative ideas for the animation you wish. I took my time as much as I could to make great outcomes and I hope you like it!

[cathlooky]

Starry-eyed 

SORRY FOR DISAPPEARING pt.69 </3 hope yall are doing well! here’s another doodle to satiate you hungry goblins <33

[talesfromnatea]

The Greatest Discovery

I can’t believe I wrote something again!!! Feels good!!!!! Based on this scenario I thought of quite a while ago about a grandma summoning Alcor. Set in the @transcendence-au, obviously.

AO3

The brown eyes of a young boy peered at her through the computer screen. Inquisitive and intelligent, yet full of the innocence of childhood. Wearing shorts and a puffy vest and a cap, there were few historians who wouldn’t at least have a vague idea of who he was. Dipper Pines. One of the most important names in the history of the Transcendence. She stared at him, and then at the blurry photography in yesterday’s newspaper of another being entirely… Maybe.

Professor Catherine de Luna of New Valencia University, one of the most prestigious institutions of learning in the world, knew everything about him. She pulled off her glasses with one hand, rubbing the palm of her hand over her eyes before looking at the pictures again. She could easily have opted to get her eyes fixed, but she liked them. Holding the tablet with the newspaper up against her computer, she compared.

After gaining the title of professor she had made it her life to study the Transcendence, and to try to figure out what exactly had happened to cause it. Even after three and a half millennia, no one truly knew.

Well, almost no one.

Someone had been there, and witnessed it. Possibly even partaken in it.

Someone with, and she could no longer deny it, facial features that were eerily similar to those of Dipper Pines’ youthful face. And even more so of those to the few pictures of Mabel Pines of the Stanley Pines Memorial Library that had survived the dozen or so apocalypses of the past few millennia.

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