TCOAAL "Eat You" Animation Meme

ArtFight Attacks - 2024 - Seafoam!

My cover card, which I hope I'm able to make year after year.

And, nine ArtFight attacks!

Users, in order:

https://artfight.net/~lowercasecory

https://artfight.net/~TaesungTao

https://artfight.net/~CommanderCorvus

https://artfight.net/~centipedes

https://artfight.net/~A_Cartoon_Grey_Deer

https://artfight.net/~Izabeeow

https://artfight.net/~AMidnightHarley

https://artfight.net/~HannahBug

https://artfight.net/~BubbleIce720

Been Painting!

This is a gift for my cousin. I'll post it on DA soon enough. A nice moon and purple clouds for li'l Nova....

And a work-in-progress painting I'll post when done!

Butt warning!

Marked mature for the butt (and bulge), in case peeps don't want to see that. Don't know how to "spoiler" images on Tumblr, if possible.

A commission.

F2U - Trick-or-Sweet Bear - Care Bears - Background/Wallpaper

Made this background for a friend. Feel free to use!

All ArtFight 2023 Attacks! [CW: BODY HORROR, last post]

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Art Fight

An art trading game

Ref Sheet Commission!

Space Lesbians!

Commission for a friend. :)

Happy ArtFight!! I'll post my attacks most likely at the end of the month. Meanwhile, check me out here: https://artfight.net/~LilyCelebi

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Art Fight

An art trading game

Fog-Borne Snapshots

All would be consumed by shadow if not for an unseen, smudged streetlamp blanketing all beneath it in everlasting burgundy mist. In some space-time ripples, it is evergreen. For other eternities, it is cerulean. Despite the variance, universal commonality is found in its blurred glow.

This light delineates all forms, together interlocked in a state of static, monochrome bliss. These relics change, but never while I see them. Those that have graced my apertures in eye and mind include wet playground equipment, monoliths with tops trapped in mist, and abandoned antique cars.

The aura that permeates my body remains the same. It is the tinge of warmth felt within someone’s embrace, somehow gleaned from facing someplace where this had last occurred at least a decade ago. It is a sign of life found in one of countless mounds of dilapidated structures in a post-apocalyptic wasteland. It is a spiritual sign of the possibility of solace within the cold, concrete walls of an insane asylum whose inhabitants offer only volatility. It is an infinitesimal, but nonetheless unmoving constant in the midst of chaos, contained and concealed forever from the surrounding universe.

In my disillusion, I believe in the approach of a day when I may graze my fingertips across all of the surfaces. Thought ensnares me while my frozen body maintains a glassy stare as my daydreams and memories, whether fabricated or true, turn to burning rubble where no flame dances. I once again watch the fog-borne snapshots fade to charred blackness behind my eyelids.

https://twwrt.wordpress.com/2023/08/04/fog-borne-snapshots/

Defect Plush/Chibi Ref - Friend Art