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Maxic максик ✨️✨️
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Today’s utaite song of the day is…
Dramaturgy by Eve
I am proud to addmit that was my first ever max gambino drawing
Yippiee
Quick max gambino sketch because he’s the coolest
OC by @stinkydod
MAX MAX MAX
Been obsessed with him lately
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Friend requested to draw her
All of my original universe ocs so far
They are called Tudinoids, and they exist in the 2D demention. They are responsible for various minor things in our every day life, that we pay no atention to.
Hes Getting ragebaited
Shhh.... they are sleeping...
Fuck calendars, happy pride month!
Finnaly colored in the sketch that has been lying in my gallery for months
Zestial Morde fanart
Driven By Jelousy
Posting this before the new episodes release and we finde out whats happening.
i have a strong feeling vox actions are driven by strong jelousy towards Angel Dust and the "attention" hes getting from Valentino
That one scene from the trailr is honestly scaring me....
A crimson smile, a static hum,
A gentle touch that leaves you numb.
I hear his laughter in the breeze,
A puppet dancing, meant to please.
My strings are pulled, I know it's true,
Forever bound, my master, you.
I crave your praise, your wicked grace,
Lost in the radio's embrace.
I try to fight, to break the chains,
But echoes whisper through my veins.
This grin I wear, it isn't mine,
Just borrowed light, a cruel design.
The static fades, the shadows grow,
And I remember all I know...
That freedom's just a distant dream,
Lost in his ever-watching gleam.
A velvet touch, a scarlet hue,
A promise whispered, cold and cruel.
I see myself within your gaze,
A mirrored doll in endless haze.
You dress me up, you tear me down,
A fragile beauty, wearing a crown.
Each tear I shed, a gem you keep,
While in your web, I lie asleep.
I scream inside, but no one hears,
Just hollow whispers, fueled by fears.
My worth you claim, my soul you steal,
This broken heart, it cannot heal.
The lights are bright, the music plays,
Lost in these decadent, twisted days.
I yearn for escape, a gentle hand,
But trapped I am, within your land.
A screen ablaze, a neon glow,
My thoughts are watched, my feelings show.
He sees it all, he knows my fears,
A digital prison, built through years.
My voice is lost, a static drone,
Controlled and watched, I stand alone.
He feeds on rage, on every strife,
A leech upon my fragile life.
I try to hide, to disconnect,
But the connection I can't reject.
He's in my head, he's in my soul,
A master holding total control.
The screens are bright, they never sleep,
And in this darkness, secrets creep.
I pray for silence, just a breath,
Away from this technological death.
A flash of style, a fleeting trend,
My future's broken, without end.
She molds me now, a perfect form,
Ignoring the brewing, silent storm.
I follow trends, I play the part,
A hollow shell with a broken heart.
Each perfect pose, each flawless face,
Just masks the emptiness I embrace.
I long for truth, for something real,
But trapped I am, within her zeal.
My spirit fades, my colors dim,
Controlled by her every whim.
The cameras flash, the spotlights glare,
A manufactured, vacant stare.
I search for hope, a guiding light,
Lost in the digital, endless night.
A gentle hand, a knowing smile,
That hides a darkness for a while.
I build and craft, I entertain,
To mask the ever-present pain.
She offers warmth, a fleeting grace,
But behind it lurks a haunted space.
My loyalty, it comes with cost,
A freedom that is forever lost.
I serve her well, I play my role,
A fractured spirit, losing control.
My heart grows weary, my soul feels numb,
Beneath the weight of what's to come.
The roses bloom, the music swells,
But in this garden, darkness dwells.
I dream of peace, a quiet shore,
But bound to her, forevermore.
FACK THATS GOOD
ooc HIS BAD EYESIGHT IS FULLY CONFIRMED. EVERYTHING IS BLURRY WITHOUT HIS GLASSES AAA
FUCKING FINNALY