WiltThing

Mildly spooky, majorly kooky. Facing several autism allegations and intent to befoul all that gaze upon my visage. Transfem. She/They.

[wiltthing]

So recently I played a game about an artificial human construct created by a higher power who works with a handful of characters who have died and been brought back to help prevent the end of the world. I can't remember the name though...

[wiltthing]

"You ever get the feeling that everyone has a life, has friends, except for you?" I may have gotten sick for over a week and perspective may be haaard but I managed to do an art anyway, so there.

[wiltthing]

"He forced himself to look in the mirror.

A simmering rage boiled in his belly. He was furious. Furious at his father for taking him to that training ground, furious at himself for staying too long in the spring of the drowned girl, furious at the world for just moving on around him like nothing had happened.

And what made it worse was that the girl looking back at him was a complete stranger. The only thing they had in common was the sneer he had fixed on his face." - Ranma 1/2: Living A Lie by CynicalPrince on AO3 Just felt like drawing a scene from a fanfic I like lol