Welcome to my twisted ankle

helo 👋 Old | Queer | INFP | SAGITTARIUS Autist♾ and Artist✏

[eveningshowhost]

Small comic: the start of an obsession

[rohguu-sketchbook]

Get a room guys...

[itsbirb]

I miss you, Thingcore Unknown

[itsbirb]

Got Stressed and cried last night so I drew Unknown and my angelsona

[itsbirb]

someone on pinterest posted unknown and jason cuddling but delelted it CAN SOMEONE FIND IT!?

[koffinskiller]

More Unknown fanart cus

Yucky favorite is more beloved on here than I thought

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😞

[inkoutlives]

forgor to post this meme here. Julian lore!!!

[koffinskiller]

The Unknown cus It my favorite

[unorchido]

Smiley

[halcy0ng1rl]

remember your roots, weird dbd girl

[horrorgoof]

My babygirl Unknown is finally getting more attention, so I had to doodle him <3

[sandmandaddy69]

[harzilla]

Reblog to cast healing for your homies.

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[dixon-arrows-deactivated2018052]

Did you just unearth a cat from a pot of soil

[sglblues]

A fine harvest. We are blessed

[rohguu-sketchbook]

New pfp. It's similar to how i look irl, except the ears

[unorchido]

Drew him

[angrybatart]

Dwight felt his heart sink as the once limp figure under the pallet twitched and slowly rose to its feet. Joints popped and cracked as it stretched itself out of proportion. The once Mastermind lookalike that he and David were running from was now something out of a nightmare.

"What the fuck," David mumbled, just as dumbfounded as he was. The deformed clone smirked in response.

Wesker, the real Mastermind, leaned in close to the two survivors. "I think you owe my friend an apology," he stated, "You did lure them into one of your pointless traps." Dwight gulped nervously.

Unknown tilted their head to one side; the fake sunglasses starting to slide off. "S-seven minutes," they murmured, "S-seven minutes...to play with you." Black tendrils rose out of their back and out of the sleeves of the fake coat. The grin on their face grew wider.

"Fuck me," David grumbled, steeling himself.

Wesker grabbed him by the shoulder. "Tempting, but no," he replied before plunging his knife into the scrapper's shoulder. A loud yelp echoed through the air.

Dwight turned to run, but the Unknown's hand slammed down onto his arm; fingers digging into his skin. Unknown pulled him in face to face. Their grin, trying to match the Mastermind's smile, was wider than ever.

"A-apologize," they whispered excitedly, before raising their own copy of Wesker's blade and bringing it down.