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Marella - 27 - art blog of @noselikeringo - hmu about prints and commissions

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Commissions are open again! let me draw some people for you! I do just about anything!

fill out the form here! or send a message my way!

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EMERGENCY SALE!

HELLO ALL I AM MOVING AGAIN AND NEED HELP ASAP SO I'M TRYING TO RAISE MONEY FOR THE MOVE VIA A COMMISSION SALE!!!!

PLEASE FILL OUT THIS FORM OR DM ME IF YOURE INTERESTED

THERE ARE LIMITED SLOTS AVAILABLE SO ACT NOW!

CHEERS, MOONIE :)

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YOU CAN ALSO GET 15% OFF MY INPRNT STORE WITH CODE: X5VTGFPR

[marella-moon]

EMERGENCY SALE!

HELLO ALL I AM MOVING AGAIN AND NEED HELP ASAP SO I'M TRYING TO RAISE MONEY FOR THE MOVE VIA A COMMISSION SALE!!!!

PLEASE FILL OUT THIS FORM OR DM ME IF YOURE INTERESTED

THERE ARE LIMITED SLOTS AVAILABLE SO ACT NOW!

CHEERS, MOONIE :)

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franks a big fan of novelty t shirts

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Amy Winehouse for my friends birthday

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I dont wanna go to work i wanna just make comics all day

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And sleep

Actually mostly sleep i just wanna sleep until its warm out again

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I dont wanna go to work i wanna just make comics all day

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My Father's House by Bruce Springsteen

lyrics below the cut:

Last night I dreamed that I was a child Out where the pines grow wild and tall I was trying to make it home through the forest Before the darkness falls

I heard the wind rustling through the trees And ghostly voices rose from the fields I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path With the devil snapping at my heels

I broke through the trees and there in the night My father's house stood shining hard and bright The branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms But I ran 'til I fell shaking in his arms

I awoke and I imagined, the hard things that pulled us apart Will never again, sir, tear us from each other's hearts I got dressed and to that house, I did ride From out on the road I could see its windows shining in light

I walked up the steps and stood on the porch A woman I didn't recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door I told her my story and who I'd come for She said "I'm sorry son but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father's house shines hard and bright It stands like a beacon calling me in the night Calling and calling, so cold and alone Shining 'cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned

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Tiocfaidh ár lá! free palestine, free ireland, and defend kneecap

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mash monday sluts

Watch this video on Twitch Live

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STREAM IS UP

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hawkeye at different ages for a comic i started forever ago

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added tone to his hair so u can see him get greyer lol

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hawkeye at different ages for a comic i started forever ago

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if i get too drunk i start to bid on cheap shit no one else has bid on on ebay and forget about it until i win like a week later so now i have a vintage mash poster, a deck of cards from the 80s, and a receipt printer

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here's my government mandated old man rust cohle fan art for you guys

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Hiii! The texture on your art is so beautiful, do you use a specific overlay/brush to achieve it? :0

Ye! I usually do a mix of noise and a low opacity layer of a the image with a blurred filter over it if that makes sense hehe

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still riding the high of being told i look like a hawkahy love child

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all i ever think about is that middle aged baby faced priest with a micky mouse voice and a fat ass