❗ How long have you been?
I have. Lost count.
I have existed. As long as the first light has reached the earth.

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$LAYYYTER
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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❗ How long have you been?
I have. Lost count.
I have existed. As long as the first light has reached the earth.
Send a “❗” to force the truth out of my muse.
No limits. Ask whatever.
Protea is just a sad little man
She was. The only one who has seen me. Without a Vessel.
And it was her. Who built my body.
I once scared my wife.
By detaching an arm and. Making it grow branches. And vines. In the form of spider legs.
She does not. Like them.
The worst part. Most often than not. Of living alone.
Is stitching myself up takes. Time.
Otherwise I would just. Fall apart. If I don't maintain my body properly.
The last part. So long as I am alive, the flesh will continue to remember. That it is Alive.
You can consider. The flesh as a costume. Though I only need stitches. Around my joints. To allow plants to grow and reach for the sun should they need it.
The worst part. Most often than not. Of living alone.
Is stitching myself up takes. Time.
Otherwise I would just. Fall apart. If I don't maintain my body properly.
I can change. Vessels. But I have grown accustomed.
To this particular one. Even if. It is literally falling apart. At the seams.
I forgot. I left it in my. Drafts.
The worst part. Most often than not. Of living alone.
Is stitching myself up takes. Time.
Otherwise I would just. Fall apart. If I don't maintain my body properly.
I am not. A corpse.
However. I was not born with a body. What I have now is merely a vessel for my. Existence.
Snoot and Cornbread. Are stuck in the rafters again.
If you cut him open, what you'd find is akin to a pocket dimension full of plants
He's a walking greenhouse basically full.of weird plants and flowers
Even if. You cut me open.
You would not find anything. That makes one a human.
My wife. Once accidentally smacked my head.
And it popped off my neck.
The worst part. Most often than not. Of living alone.
Is stitching myself up takes. Time.
Otherwise I would just. Fall apart. If I don't maintain my body properly.
Tulips and baby’s breath commish
Summer King, a packaging illustration done for EVERYTHING DICE
I haven’t drawn Hornet in a while
inspired by one of forrksie’s posts on instagram