I think I’m gonna start putting some of my writings on this account, and post a bit more. IDK if it will help, but maybe finding some peeps who like reading, or just show my creativity and stuff will help with me being in my own head. I also like taking photos so here’s a picture of some ducks I saw!
Guess what I just placed an order for.. 😳 New CotL Stickers. 👀 I'll let y'all know when my shop is live. ❤️💜
The lamb's a cat lover.
Finally made my version of Lambert - with a nickname Beran ✨ he/they - Pan
They are of course inspired by my country Czechia, having clothes inspired by a traditional folk costume 🌼 (of course they can be simplified)
Join the bunny trend but Big B isn't gonna be doing it alone
What better than one lamb in a bunny suit? Three of them lol-
Thank you @skyartworkzzz and @neon-virus for your permission to draw the guys, I hope I delivered
It's so wild how, when I was growing up online, sheep anthros/fursonas were a rarity (even 5 yrs ago they were way more rare)... but today with the kidcore aesthetic boom coupled with Cult of the Lamb you see sooo many more sheep furries.
Sheep are still a less common furry and even more less common fursona, but it's still jarring going from being literally the only sheep furry around to actually seeing a spattering of sheep now and again >w<
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Timelapse
Part 2
- as the sun comes over the horizon, I come out from my small tent. The fire has died down, and I find myself with a sense of unease, something was wrong. I continue to pack up my camp, and set off towards the city closer to where I am.
Each step was filled with the same feeling of unease that was felt at the camp. Some kind of spell or hex must have been put on me. I walk the path for many hours until a small cart, and bard stop next to me. He ask if I would like a ride, and I except. I sit on the hay bales as the cart shakes and rattles.
A song fills my head as the world around me starts to fade away. I sat there, trying to understand where I have bee cast to. I feel nothing, the world around me feels like I’ve been put into a box, filled with honey. Unable to move, and unable to see the light of the outside. Moments ago I felt fine, and now I’m anything but.
doodled @chimeracauldron! ^^
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