Kashimo! Kashimo! Kashimo !!!
I drew him on a shared canvas on Magma at first and then added some more values etc. in Clip Studio later on because I wanted to,,,
I'm really proud of that face
seen from Israel

seen from T1
seen from United States

seen from T1
seen from Finland
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from South Africa

seen from Netherlands
seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Hong Kong SAR China

seen from Spain

seen from Singapore

seen from Malaysia
Kashimo! Kashimo! Kashimo !!!
I drew him on a shared canvas on Magma at first and then added some more values etc. in Clip Studio later on because I wanted to,,,
I'm really proud of that face
I WILL DM YOU BEAN TOES ON DISCORD DON’T TRY ME
Bet you won't
Yesterday, I got breakfast with some family. I doodled a silly Robot Master and decided to finish it later! Here’s Waffle Man!
INHALE AND EXHALE AIR. Look at pictures of little bean toes.
*has face glued to the nightmare fuel that is the nightmare animatronics*
Wha-
Wahfull
Waaaahhhhhfffffuuuuuul
I miss the Waffle Man.
Every Sunday, in my mid to late teens, I would walk 20 minutes to get where he was.
Big bright board behind him, a row of irons, all dripping with perfectly toasted and burnt batter drops.
He'd sing you your topping choices.
When it was ready he would pop this perfect pastry, sing out your order and hand it to you with a short hum.
There were weeks where he wasn't working, and the waffles for whatever reason tasted bland.
I miss you college Sunday Brunch Waffle Man. You made the best waffles. Also your singing voice was a good start of the week.
from Gumbo Ya-Ya (Louisiana Folk Tales), by Saxon, Dreyer, and Tallant
So, quick story. I put this lip stuff on thinking lavender plus vanilla, but it smells like coffee to me (I threw the packaging out). My son gives me a hug good night, and he says I smell like syrup. I google the packaging to find out why it doesn't smell the way I thought it did, and I see the word "latte," and think, "Ah, that makes sense." I get up to show my son the image of the packaging (see below), and I notice brown stuff on his upper lip. He's fifteen, almost sixteen now, and the fuzzies catch everything. I say, "Uh, is that tea?" He says, "Yeah, what did you think, mom? That I smelled your chapstick and went to guzzle some syrup?" Then I said, "Well, if you do that, at least have waffles on the side."