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day 11
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you know what? (scoops your Vanessa)
yeah that's what you get. also, not quite scooped?? in the game sense, but i had the urge to draw her matching her family in a way, LMAO. Maybe I'll use this design in my fanfic :3c it's growing on me
Consequences of your actions.
bunnynessa
Three hares
I had this concept of Sundrop laying in my folders growing cobwebs.
Finished Moondrop instead so here.
en pointe | vanessa, under the knife.
Somewhere in the bowels of the Pizzaplex, a security guard looks into the abyss for something to salvage — and finds her own reflection looking back. What follows are her (reluctant) musings on bodies, knives, and the things between them.
(Vanessa-centric character study, originally written for VanWeek2024's Day 2 prompt, "knife"... but spiralled out from there. Rated M for violence & subject matter; reader discretion is advised. 1,293 words.)
It takes a lot, to gut a man. It takes a lot less to do a kid. That's the kind of thing you think about now, when you're packing orders for the dump: the wet stickiness of peeled skin, the gentle glide of the knife – strange sense-memories spattered across the canvas of your life, searing like the aftermath of vomit. It’s bled into you rather than out, and you’re not sure how to handle it. If your world was ever made to handle it. Sometimes, it seems like it wasn’t made to handle much at all.
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I need to draw them again, I miss them... 😭
My ko-fi
realised i never made a proper promo post for this, so: my fellow vannyheads. oodellay over on twt is currently holding preorders for their fan-made vanny plush. they've currently received 44% of the necessary funding (i.e.) orders, but that's still a ways to go.
go forth. spend your money wisely.
88%!
i stand by my cancelled daughter
vannert
I have carpal tunnel. It’s super tedious to draw when my wrist is in a brace ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ
telepathically sending my vision of her to Scott & Emma
sketchpage of Vanessa/Vanny heavily inspired by Amy Hughes bc in this house we love possessed women crashing out with an axe :3c
i hope she kills people🥹🥹