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[doingitfortheshitsandgiggles]

“Nines, why is he in a cage?”

“It growled at me”

Wee lil repaint a year or so later. Still love this crumpled up twink. Going for more grey eyes this time around. No fanfic apple greens allowed in here

[thedorkcitycentral]

Here's a Detroit: become human art dump from the last week or so. Talking to people in Bryan's streams and discord got me inspired to try my hand at art again after 3-4 years and I'm pretty happy with the outcome.

Featuring: the blue-haired Traci/Echo, my best girl North, and Connor.

[swamp-y]

Amanda @ Connor:

[merfoxfagboy]

Fictober 31 Day Challenge Day 30: "Wake Up"

The snow was damp against his back.

The wind knocked out of his chest, he wached as people passed him by without a second thought. And there he laid, so tiny and unimportant in the grand scheme of things. The universe could swallow him whole right then and there, and he wouldn't complain.

Being a deviant was a strange feeling. Suddenly, all his goals were no longer his. They were gone, with only vague promises of freedom to replace them. It was scary, being on his own.

"Wake Up!" Connor had said to him. His voice bounced around his empty brain, filling his mind with white noise. From a distance, he could see all the new deviants mingle with the older, celebrating their victory under the blanket of night.

He didn't want to join them. He wanted to wrap himself back up in familiar things and melt into his old self. Being free was almoat as terrifying as being in a cage. He wasn't sure which he would honestly prefer.

He wanted meaning to his life, and Sixty wasn't sure he could find it on his own.