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It’s all just a fleeting dream.

A collage that came to me in a prophetic dream. /j

(I’m just going insane, only a set of armor or a romantic soulmate might save me /hj)

He won’t bite, come closer.

Me: *stubs my toe* "AH FUCK!"

Mass of quivering flesh that's been growing in my cabinet and slowly feeding off my suffering until it develops sentience: *takes first breath*

There will be no proper context, but I laughed my ass off at the thought of one of my characters writing that if they were on tumblr

(The guy had a living and growing head in a chest for quite some time. It would whisper sweet nothings to him at night <з)

That’s what I look like before starting an unprompted lecture on the relation of cannibalism, and love, and vampirism, and the divine /j

(I haven’t touched grass in a while)

The silliest loveliest little meow meow (he mutilated and killed people)

Just realized that probably I want to drive a bike bc in a way bikers are just modern day knights:

- drive a metal horse

- wear protective gear aKa armor that obscures their bodies to the point of erasure of gender

- when they give you a ride you have to awkwardly hug them from behind by the waist

That’s what happens when a dnd campaign basically becomes an elaborate dating sim…

A drawing from a couple of years ago. I still really like how the armor ended up looking.

Anatol - the One-handed Healer, a Keeper of memories and a friend.

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