Skiv wrote:Still open? :'>

If so~

Username:: Skiv
Character Reference:: Shy, a bird boi!
Other Comments: Usually nervous looking aha

just sketched out my top seven most powerful characters that (somewhat) correlate with one of each of the seven deadly sins!

we got;
Helio as Lust
Shade as Gluttony
Blurr as Greed
Shadow as Wrath
Silhouette as Envy
Winter as Sloth
and Hadok as Pride!
(all these edgy names bc i made these guys when i was 12 + v edgy i swear)

most of which are redesigns,,, i srsly gotta put em on TH
just gotta line n color them ack,,
but!!! first i gotta tend to stuff for alavii tho, so i'm leavin this here for now

i might do someone some free art

who wants it one slot.

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me? in a collab with other amazingly talented cs artists?
its more unlikely than you think and im super grateful to be in this epic gamer collaboration

shameless plug for the cs disco server, its great and you can meet a lot of wonderful people <3:
https://discord.gg/Y3pEJG3

thank you kitkat for drawing my boy ^^
i love it ^^

woohoo

Angreh boi

aaaa thank u so much!!!! have the best day!!! i love his hair aaaa,,,,,,,, <33333

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Because I've never drawn Amedot before, nope, not me
Huehuehuehuehu
But in all seriousness, I love how this turned out qwq

dsfjljdlaks thank u so much!!! <3333 have a lovely day <333 please lemme know if any changes need to be made!!! C:

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I screwed up on this so much but whatever it's 4am I'm going to bed :p

thank u so much!!! <3 have the best dayyy!!! please lemme know if any changes need to be made!!! <3333

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aaa (><) thanks for the wait!!! <3333 have an amazing day!! they r precious,,,,

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before we start: shoutout to fifteen year old me who read the "everyone has that gay cousin" post and then thought "but i don't have any gay cousins". you utter buffoon you are the gay cousin


hey everyone!! so uh. i'm pretty sure everyone knows already, because I changed my avatar like. two weeks ago, but I wanted a sort of lead up, you know? so it wasn't such a huge thing when I finally officially made an announcement
so here we go folks

so I've been questioning my sexuality for at least five years, and it's always something I've been uncertain about. I never liked to talk about it, so I just... didn't. at all. I'd talk about sexuality in general, friend's sexualities and everything inbetween, but when it came to mine, I'd make some sort of joke and everyone would laugh and then the topic would change. I was comfortable being constantly afraid, but only because I was even more afraid of 'what if's'. that being said I never really "hid", and i'm pretty sure all my friends know i'm not straight (although my parents still do, but they're in the 'if she doesn't say she's anything different, then she's straight' mindset so It'll take some working up to that), but I also never really came out. I never made the decision to explicitly say "i'm this", because that scares me. that really scares me. because afterwards, everything's a little different, you know?? I'm afraid of using a label that might not fit in a few months or years, and i'll have to come out all over again, and that would just spike all kinds of negative mindsets (can I get a yeehaw for all my fellow anxiety sufferers haha)

but now I think I've worked myself up to it enough. it only took like three years lmao. i'll never be 100 percent ready but im just tired of feeling bad and nervous all the time so i'm going to alleviate a tiny bit of all that anxiety that is me. plus it's far more comfortable to do it on chickensmoothie and to a bunch of people I don't have years of emotional connections with, because then if something goes bad at least it won't shatter me aha... ha *nervous laughter* so yeah! women are good. great. amazing. Im big gay for women
I feel like I should have known this years ago though. like every show I watched I would get emotionally attached to some of the male characters, but only ever in a "they're my son and I must protecc" kind of way. but with the women, oh boy. I would get this intense "they could literally ravage my entire home town and I would forgive them" feeling mixed with this tender "I want to stay up late talking and laughing about nothing in particular" feeling. they were goddesses and the cutest at the same time. they were unforgiving and merciful in the same breath. why didn't I figure this out earlier lmao


tl;dr: me, a lesbian? it's more likely than you think

A sketch of how i reacted to a spider sitting on my drawing desk.... poor Mr. Spider.

don't feel compelled to read this or anything lmao, was just writing to get smth out of my head

"Please, come with me. There's no way you can't believe the stones after you see this!"

A young woman, presumably around the age of nineteen, grasps her freind's hands in her own and stares hard into his eyes. The two were about the same age, though different in many ways.
The boy, a werecreature with a currently dormant parasite; and the girl, also a werecreature with the capability to breathe in water.
Vibrant pink irises slightly flick left to right, the male's gaze unsure of which side of her to look upon. He struggled to find words-- he really didn't want to go, he never really wanted to go anywhere, but how was he supposed to put that kindly?

"Uh.. you sure?" is his response, which immediately pulled an irritated look from the girl. Before he could blink his hands were released, but he's snatched by the ear and suddenly dragged outside of his room.

"Yes I'm sure!" She huffs angrily, ignoring the pained protests from her friend. She proceeds to force him completely outside of his house and kicks him into the dirt of his front yard. He lands flat on his chest, breath knocked out of him, and he wheezes as he rolls onto his backside, grasping his abdomen.
"In fact, I'm so sure, that you're probably gonna pass out as soon as you see it! Now come on, and never ask me if 'you're sure', ever again!"

She stomps up to him and grabs him by the collar of his violet jacket, yanking him back up onto his feet with incredible power of just her one arm. He whined, "it was j-just a question, damn."

"Well, it was the wrong question to ask. I'm never wrong, and you know this. Now come on!"

His wrist is crushed by her angered grip and he's pulled along behind her in the direction of the forest just outside of town.
"Ow-- ow-- Alex-- ALEXEI--!" The boy cries, trying to pry his arm from her hand, but she won't let up. She holds him down in this iron grip all the way into the heart of the woods.

The hour-long walk felt like a breeze to Alexei, but to her friend: it was an eternity of agony. Minutes ago, they'd spotted the hill where the yawning entrance to a tunnel welcomes them up ahead. But she hadn't actually let him go until they were standing right in front of the entrance. His skin was practically purple.

"Why are you so abusive?" the male whimpers, lightly rubbing the bruise and wincing as he did so.

"At least that bruise matches that stupid hair color of yours," Alexei scoffs, "and you deserve any sort of pain inflicted on you, doofus."

She leads him into the cave, which he reluctantly followed her into.
The tunnel is an ancient place, continuously twisting and winding downward into a hill. No one has ever found its end.
Here, in this very hill, murals of important events mysteriously appear upon the walls. Long ago it was believed that all these illustrations were prophecies, striking fear into the hearts of people from what the images were depicting.
However, after frantically searching and trying to prevent such things from happening, it was realized that not all of the murals became a reality in the present day. The cave was mostly history's diary, slowly-but-surely writing down events that had happened up to twenty years ago. It was the planet's personal memories.
The entrance to the tunnel held undecipherable murals. It was the birth of the world, everyone knew for sure at this point, but the colors and shapes were too unclear to understand. From there, as one moves deeper into the tunnel, history moves forth. As time progresses, it takes longer to walk down to see the most recent events.
However, some murals appear to be warnings. Some really are predictions. But if the stones guess wrong, or something is done to prevent the hypothesized event, then the mural is erased and replaced with what had happened instead.

From this, it's believed that this very planet is a sentient being, of sorts.

Recently, the walls much farther down into the tunnel have been transforming rapidly, hurriedly explaining the story of both a man and a wolf.
Those who visited these caves regularly theorize that the man and wolf are the same being, a werecreature, as many of the poeple who inhabit this world are. The question was who-- what one person could by favored by the world so much that only their story, and their story alone, appears in the stones?
Events that are told within the walls are known; anyone can name a certain historical occurrence from any of these illustrations. Depicted here are wars, huge natural disasters that have wiped out thousands-- millions even. Groups of terrorists and tyrants are shown here, and how another party defeats them to save a huge section of their continent. Plagues are even illustrated upon the walls-- but never before has one person appeared on the walls, drawn in great detail as though a painter were in love with their model.

"I've already seen all this, I came by here a few days ago." The male huffs as he looks up among the glowing stones.

"There's that edgy-lookin' guy stepping out of the circle-- a portal, right? That's what I've been hearing anyways-- and he walks over to the town. He fights that monster-lookin'-thing and the town is brought out of famine, or whatever these trees symbolize..." the male lazily narrates the illustrations as they walk further into the tunnel, "he kills a bunch more monster-things-- oh I like this one," he laughs, "where he's eating that thing? He must be a huge wolf. Then he meets that other wolf-thing, and there he stands with a little kid. The kid sets fire to the town, and... oh. That's... new."

He looks to the mural just beside the one he'd been talking about. Alexei stands frozen, her eyes are wide, and she looks as though she wants to smile but he can sense fear radiating off of her.

He steps up beside her and looks up at the image, heart pounding in his chest.

"Wuh... wait... what?" He blinks and shakes his head. The image, like the first one that appeared so recently, showed another man. The stones drew him up in rather fine detail as well-- so well, actually, that he was recognizable.
Behind the man was another canine-- a fox, most likely. Seven tails are splayed out behind it, golden eyes gleaming down angrily upon the two visitors. The man's right arm was completely chained up, restrained-- from what?

These two knew.
And the fact that this version of the man has appeared in the walls this soon was not a good sign.

"This can't be real." the male breathes out. "Tell me you did this. You're trying to mess with me."

"I don't paint this well, Tyrian." Alexei murmurs, watching his expression very closely.

"He just-- He JUST got those cuffs! That's... that's..." His blood felt cold in his veins, as though the parasite within him has suddenly arisen and poisoned him once again. His eyes follow the glowing murals as far as he could see up to the entrance of the tunnel, and he felt as if his guts had just been hollowed out. His heart could have stopped just then.
He hated to admit it, but suddenly his view of reality was taking a major change he wasn't ready for.

"That's your damn boyfriend, that's who it is!" Alexei couldn't help but shout, her voice trembling in terror.

Tyrian clutched his head in his hands, pulling at lilac tufts of hair as he stared up at the mural that felt so intimidating to him now. Those golden eyes were angry. The stones were trying to predict something here.
"That's Sebun! Why the hell is Sebun in the stones?!"

THIS BOY
OK
HE DIDN'T DESERVE TO DIE
HE WAS MY CHILDHOOD-
I'M B R O K E N
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
R.I.P
Cameron Boyce, what an angel <3

i feel like a pimp in my 2xl hawaiin shirt and its empowering

Finished the video game Transistor recently. Wanted to make some art of it.