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I'd rather not actually. One of my friends had me make this account and it'd be a little unfortunate to not be able to use it
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Kys
I'd rather not actually. One of my friends had me make this account and it'd be a little unfortunate to not be able to use it
i love the position i have amongst my friends because, I see my stereotypically victorian nerd bestie with a strange book and I’m like. ”child. show me what you have.” and it’s 80% of the time its the fucking Ars Goetia or the necronomicon, and i pretend like i don't read 6000 year old lists of sacrifices on minoan crete or study any translation of Mesopotamian texts i can for fun and stare judgmentally at her
YOOO! IT’S FINALLY FINISHED! YAY! ok, this is a lil thing I did for a friend of mine, @chatterboxftw . He is his character Chatter :3 I do like this character and I find some fun in drawing him, so why not do a bit of digital work with the water colors. Yea, and there is no shading cause when I tried it, it looked really weird so I just didn’t. Well m8, I told you it would be done and here ya go!!! :DDD Edit: I SEE A MISTAKE AND IM IN CLASS! ILL FIX IT ONCE I GET HOME! AHHHHH ;-;
Program Used: Art Rage 4
Depth of Pure Blue {Matt & Hiyori} || Closed
Matt adjusted his boots, having just finished getting ready to head out to get some fresh air. Usually he'd head out to the club room and he, admittedly, hated it outside. But the air here made his lungs feel refreshed. At this time in the evening not many people were up and about and he mastered his own way of avoiding people in the halls and out of. He usually reeked of cigarette smoke and seeing is how his roommate seemed to be away, he'd smoke in the dorm room.
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After making it outside he took a very deep breath and took in the dimming sunlight. He reached into his pants pockets and pulled out his pack of smokes, lighting, and taking a drag from. He looked towards the ground at a flower growing a couple inches from his boots, rubbed the back of his neck, and tilted his head slightly. He was mostly focused on it through the time it took to finish off his cigarette and flicked it near the flower, putting it out with his foot and consequently squishing the flower.
He heard someone yell behind him, from the tone of their voice and the pitch they were female and they were rather pissed at him for damaging the flower. He hoped that his reek of cigarette smoke would make her leave him alone but showing his luck, that wouldn't happen. Should he ignore her? It seemed the more plausible option, she was nagging him and he did his best to ignore it when he walked off but she was following him. Irritating. Loud. Too loud. Way too loud.
"What the hell is your problem?" He turned towards her, clearly annoyed.