the void :3

just a silly little guy who draws things occasionally

[voidyboi-goes-mow]

Alright, it's probably about time I do this, huh? Is there seriously no yellow text option???

Intro post tiiiiime :D

I'm the void. You can call me void, voidy, dumbass, anything lol. I use any pronouns, be creative ✨

This is probably just gonna be a lot of my stupid drawings, mayhaps with the occasional story or random blabbing if you're lucky.

I love a bit of eldritch horror, especially if it comes with a sopping wet protagonist who's only emotion is grief lol

My main fandoms currently are as follows:

- The Magnus Archives (egregious amounts of eyes, my beloved)

- Malevolent (Soggy Wet British Man Whimpering show. Also YAAYY THRESHOLD!!!)

- Project Hail Mary (I thought I was normal about this, but now I'm 5 chapters into the book, and my camera roll is full of screenshots of fanart, soooo...)

- Iron Lung (chewing on this especially rn. I have not gone so insane over a movie... maybe ever. So expect a lotta lung ironing from me)

Aaaaand like all of Markiplier's characters and projects (this includes but is not limited to In Space and The Edge Of Sleep) cus Iron Lung gave me an excuse to investigate his shit while I waited to watch it. I am. Not ok 😀👍

So yeah, uh, expect general weirdness, creepy little doodles, far too many eyes, and swamp witch with 15 cats vibes. Yippee!

Oh, and I'll make some tags for my stuff for ease of searching and all that. Rn we've got:

#voidy draws stuffs - which is just my drawings and fanart

#voidy originals - oc stuff, and/or just things with no ties to any fandom, random doodles and all that

[duckbunny]

fun fact about character development by the way. you can make them develop worse.

[duckbunny]

like I mean this very seriously as writing advice. the character should experience events and make decisions that make them different at the end of the story. they should be changed. they do not have to be improved.

they can get worse. they can make decisions of an increasingly terrible nature. they can stop taking risks on kindness. they can discover how much they can get away with. they can find religion, or abandon it, with negative effects on their moral creed. the character has to develop. the character does not have to grow.

[imfloatingwhatthe]

Protect what holds you in its jaw

- Alternative Version -

Home changes and morphs and loses itself within the nerves and brackish blood.

I am lost within it's gripping teeth that envelop around me that feel almost like home

When the branches scream do I hear the yell of children running across the church

When the nerves touch my skin is that the light touches of my mother

When the warmth below me dares to drown me is that the baptising water that comes to cleanse me of my sins

I am home...

And home has always been painful...

[ctrl-shift-alt-9]

Man. This one fucked me up a little bit.

The screaming faces in the "bark", the pinhole-eye between his legs, the way you can't tell if it's a tree, a hand or a tongue. Simon's absolutely pathetic expression as he clings to something clearly monstrous simply because it vaguely resembles something he used to love. Hiding his face in his arm in the shame of his desperation. He is looking at us, the viewer, in a fearful question. "Do you judge me?"

Eyes red indicating that he's already been lost to the madness of the hive mind. There isn't anything to be done, and yet still, he asks.

[digitalmyyth]

eating all your transfem grace art like its my last meal

YAY have more

[annabelle--cane]

average season one tma episode is like. statement of bernadetta mcmickison about her friend emily's tragic death at the hands of the hat man, original statement given october 16, 2011. statement begins. so let's get one thing straight: I hate your fucking institute. you stupid bitches think ghosts are real which OBVIOUSLY they aren't but I did see a ghost this one time and you're the only people dumb enough to listen to me so here I am ig :/ . you're going to read this and think, "bernadetta, you clearly killed emily yourself" and while, yes, I did push her in front of several buses, it wasn't my fault when she died. I do sometimes wonder, though, if I hadn't pushed her in front of that fourth bus, if she would still be alive today... anyway, I digress. this all started last april, when I severely concussed myself on my way in to work at the torment nexus factory. torment nexus assembly is a long tradition in my family, going back decades--

[filmphotofranz]

you cant call it that

[mallowmaenad]

her cookie make me pitch a tent because shes fat & weird and now I will expire in 1-3 days

[devilleworship]

saw this on Insta and the idea that people who are anti-AI are just using it anyway like... willing to give it up? I ACTIVELY AVOID THAT SHIT BUD! WHAT ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT?

ALSO

It's not as if this shit has been around SOOO LONG. We all existed JUST FINE before this shit became THE THING someone decided to shove in our face like...

[bolasaurus]

Dude, I wouldn't even fucking notice until I go to Google something and the search actually works again.

[serenitynerd]

The only reason I would notice is my life would suddenly get easier

[lizardbraining]

I used to think the caliber of human that was so mentally vacant they reject even basic forms of creation/self-expression (i.e. formulating their own emails) only existed in the depths of Hell, far beyond even my worst nightmares; but now, it’s not only acceptable, it is EXPECTED IN THE WORKFORCE. And I feel like I’m dying.

[ctrl-shift-alt-9]

I got bored. Have some memes.

[ctrl-shift-alt-9]

Iron Lung Spoilers Without Context

[dinodoggie]

This is how Project Hail Mary went, right?

I hope you enjoy this silly video, and have an AWESOME day!

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

always some new bullshit in the ocean

[local-demon-in-your-area]

Why is it always orcas or dolphins

Why can't a salmon do some bullshit for once

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

worry not ☝️ they're doing coke

[wheup]

Book Rocky is so, so chewy because he's this deeply logical genius who doesn't let his emotions make choices for him (or so he tells himself, because it ends up being very easy to find a cold hard reason to do most everything he does), and doesn't like to linger on what he's been through even though it keeps making its way into casual conversation, and is so blase about experiencing the closest thing to hell his home planet has probably ever heard of but also so clearly traumatized and terrified and haunted but there's still the mission, and there's still the possibility of getting home with a solution so he has to keep himself together and be level headed and calculating and he does that. he does that very well. But then there are moments, like Adrian and the oxygen and Grace missing their timings and the leak and the tunnel and realizing that one of them has to die, where it slips, and he breaks, and he can't make it make sense it a way that's detatched from him and his pain and his fear and his love, and he acts on them. And it nearly kills him every time, because he should know by now that space doesn't care about anything but logic, but he forgot that for a moment among the blaring alarms and the deafening pound of Grace's heartbeat and the searing smoking cold and the silence and the silence that was all he knew for so many years, and it doesn't matter that he's been holding everything together for decades, because one mistake is all it takes, one bad risk, one terrified impulse, to undo everything.

[galacticsabc]

Another horrible merch idea straight from my brain. I woke up in the middle of the night to draw this.

[dadtron-3000]

What was meant to be a screenshot redraw that ended up getting out of hand--

[dogfennel]

first contact

[katzuken]

Ok this took me a while. Im super nervous to post this lowkey, please go easy on me I tried super hard to make it a proper comic. if i decide Ill continue on because my old bloodymary comic idea will mash beautifully with this. thank you <3

[gelybean]

Greetings BloodyMary Nation!!🩸⭐️

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I love these two so much 😭💕 they got me giggling and kicking my feet, can’t wait to draw them more