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So I’ve been reading Cass’s comics for awhile now and figured I should join in and try my hand the art side of things.

Now, I’m by no means the best artist, and especially not digitally, so I took it simple and did my own little colored take of when Mikey and Draxum are doing that spell thing on Casey. The reference photo shown is the only reference photo I used, sooo… sorry if I got something wrong.

@somerandomdudelmao I hope you like my tribute to your insanely awesome comic :D

(Also drawing with your finger is hard)

Beep boop I did another little comic 🍒 (1/3)

more doodles cause i can't enjoy anything normally ever :]

edit : GUYS GUYS i was wrong DD: Jon's (as of season five) thirty one

ceaseless watcher, turn your gaze upon this wretched thing that was only ever meant to watch– or something

Holy fucking shit

You’re so real for this

BACK WIYH YHE COWBOY OUTFITS !! i think we should all be seeing ragatha top pomni in her short shorts

also did a little extra small one for a biy of fun

this is for that anon who asked me to draw ragtha dominating pomni in her cowbky outfit (half lying yhis is for me also i wnated to draw ragatha seducinf the fuck out of pomni in her cowbly outfit)

Them

celeb crushes youtuber edition ‼️

When I say nobody. I mean NOBODY in my life knows about any of this shit I do on here except two people. Cause they’re my besties

Reblogging nasty shit on tumblr as if I’m not a shy bumbling mess of a thing irl

"who said that" is my ult fav thing to say ever after saying something insane

A misfits conversation that somehow gets veered towards parents

Lenore:I don't like my parents very much

Eulalie, innocently: Because of your daddy issues?

Lenore:How do you know about my daddy issues

Pluto: It's kinda obvious

Bernice: You do not get to talk Pluto, you aren't any better babes

Pluto: What! What does that mean

Duke: Mon minou allez, you constantly hide in your jacket and hair is constantly covering half your face at all times

Pluto: That's...

Pluto:That's fair

Lenore:Do good parents exist, I surely never met one.

Morella: I think so, some have to right?

Berenice: I'm sure they do, most of us haven't remembered our parents anyway, they could be saints.

The misfits:...

Eulalie, cheerfully: probably not

Jazzy? That you? Lolz, saw this at Family Dollar the other day but unfortunately I chose that day to leave my wallet at homeXD maybe next time.

i don’t like this but IT’S FINE IM SURE SOMEONE OUT THERE MIGHT

Happy new year!

What people expect when I say I’m a writer: writing a whole novel

What I actually do: get into a fandom or come up with an original idea, go to sleep every night thinking of the story, make imaginary scenarios and Pinterest boards, make Spotify playlists, and finally sit down to write it out 2 months later only to get another idea and abandon the story. Repeat the cycle.

so like who was gonna tell me that someone yelling at me was all I needed to have a panic attack and contemplate relapsing???

knowing I can’t cvt cuz I’m going to my dads house and he’ll get mad if I always wear bracelets ( not bec he’s worried for me because he’s a narcissist and wants 100% control over me)

Some cute little reaction gifs i made because I was bored

i heart my spouse…

i heart being marriaged

I think the reason I like Rocky x oliver so much is because it reminds me of the ship applebite( Wally x Barnaby) Not dynamic or personality wise, but prob the whole giant puppet dog and humanoid-ish puppet thing

(We do NOT speak of my welcome home phase btw)

Personally Edited Content

Can you hear me? I said, SAME FUCKING ENERGY

Hey, guess what! I'm finally posting some more recent photos! The first photo is of the Sleeping Giant and the second photo I took when I was on the roof of an abandoned mill with my friends. The Sleeping Giant photo was taken when we were walking there.

Ten Places You Must Visit After You’ve Died

the fence which circles your backyard like a wedding band squeezes tight around the fingers of overgrown grass— no one’s home but the house still spills with voices, somehow. now, if you look out of your left-hand window, you’ll see we’re passing the sahara.

you ought to hire your own sherpa, trusting a company will never do, the crest of everest resembles the corners of your mother’s eyes too much for you to see. you say no thank you and start on down alone.

in a flurry of mortality, you buy a ticket for a cruise trip which happens on a boat just big enough to make you feel like you’re never on a boat— a floating nowhere suspended above the saltwater. the only people crying are children, which is a good sign, it means that things are going largely well and the only things going wrong are happening to lost toys and the bright braids of small girls. it might be good here. you heave last night’s crab over the port side, yes, it’s all good here.

                           - c. essington