AWEEEEEEE LOOK AT THEIR TINY CANVASES AND EASELS (however You Spell It)

Can we please just acknowledge that one time when Dendritic Cell got "activated" and became a drunk daddy dom pimp boi?

Meet Desmond Eldrich! He’s the young man we’ll be following in the first arc of my comic series.

Until I’m finished with enough chapters to post, I’ll have an addition to my ask box to ask Desmond anything!

Ghost types are my absolute favorite!

Such spooky yet misunderstood pure beans!

Ghost friends

I found a test recording of me doodling myself in Krita

I tend to doodle myself when I don’t really have any other idea of what to draw in the moment because I’m comfortable with how I draw myself and it let’s me test different things without feeling like I have to commit to it

Also the video was about 20 minutes long but I sped it up to 8x speed

The song is Respit from the Homestuck album One Year Older by Erik Scheele

You can find this album on Bandcamp by clicking the link provided here

I’m not sure why, but a while back they decided to condense the Homestuck album list by shoving some albums into others, while kinda losing the cover art, and some like this one were removed entirely and were instead put into the more section :/

Hope

    Calem had felt empty for most of his life, he couldn’t remember when he stopped believing the future held anything better. His father hit him, his mother yelled at him, his peers bullied him.

    Just because of his eye.

    It felt like a curse, a burden he could never escape. No matter who saw it, no matter how much he tried to explain he was simply born with it, they all ended up hurting him. Whether it was verbally or physically.

    He doesn’t recall the event that led to his breaking point, he just remembers being tired. Tired of all the grief the eye he now hid caused him. That night he looked at his scarred skin, from his tormentors or himself he no longer knew, nor did he care, and ran a blade across his skin one final time.

    Or so he thought.

    He awoke to a blonde about his age kneeling over him with worry. Had he failed, who was this boy, how’d he get into his home? He never got to ask these questions, as he’d swiftly lost consciousness once more.

    Calem later learned that he hadn’t failed, rather he had what was called a reaper’s soul, which revived his body upon his initial death, now unable to age. The blonde was Kira Shinigami, Death’s adopted son, and also the reaper who’d found him.

    He found himself attached to Kira, who  in turn was protective of the new addition. When he one day asked why he’d done it, Calem confessed his past, and the other revealed a similar childhood. This only made them closer, confiding and comforting one another. Calem nearly cried when Kira saw his eye and said it was beautiful. Eventually the two decided to share a room, leading Mitch to casually tease them, much to their dismay.

    For the first time in ages, Calem felt he had something to live for, his future no longer bleak in his mismatched eyes.

    He was finally happy.

Their faces tho...

Remember kids, just because you’re an unkillable freak of nature, doesn’t mean you can’t get hurt.

Stay safe out there!

It’s really windy today

Today I decided to look for my most popular art piece from the past and redraw it. And that piece waaaaas...

DAVEKAT BEDTIME

Seriously, as of posting this, the original work has exactly 299 notes on it.

That’s 1 away from 300, and it’s the highest number any of my posts have achieved! (the only one even close to it was a crack post of Davekat using one of those “draw the crew” templates and the only other one to break 100 was yet another Davekat post with some Rosemary on the side)

While this is disheartening, I hope that with little things like this I can grow my online presence so i can share my art and comics and stories with the world!

Drawing has always been one of my greatest passions even if I’m not as good at it as others.

I HOPE YOU WILL ALL CONTINUE TO SUPPORT ME!

Love you and happy holidays

~Illy

(PS: I have plans for a little Christmas piece (and possibly a comic to go with it if I can finish in time) that will go out preferably when it hits midnight, signaling the shift from the 24th to the 25th)

Can we please acknowledge the fact that Ayumu gets jealous every time she realizes you've been spending time with other girls?