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Hazbin Hotel oc

my kiddo’s name is undecided as of now- a few friends suggested Alkali but if you have suggestions I’d love to hear some! :D

first art post...... hai im quinn n im a cool artist that draws cool furries ^w^ btww... these r some of my main refs :0

I made another character

Dr. Smile a character for a horror novel I’m gonna do as practice for the big one.

shaman

silver custom commission

for https://toyhou.se/YaGirlSilverr !! link to the character : https://toyhou.se/27048251.aialleek-aiya tags >

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Silly lil guy

like 1 year time skip since last posting- Here are some sketches of my oc Tanwen! her official design! ^^

Headshot commission in Da.

Lloyd!!!

Art by Pix

Mined craft server character 😤😤😤

I COMPLETELY FORGET TO POST THIS MAN!! Anyways, new oc dropped! His ✨Lore and backstory✨ are under the cut 😳

The Gardener is a deity who was turned to stone for a very long time, resulting in his memories getting scrambled. He has even forgotten his name.  He woke up in a garden in an underground lake under a vast desert, amidst the corpses of ancient gods (gods become stone statues when they die) He believes that he was turned to stone to make it seem as though he was dead like the others. Curiously, the depictions and writings on the walls around the garden seem to have been defaced when there is any mention of him.  He is the god of architecture, and goes to a small agrarian town every once in a while to buy flowers for the dead god he assumes he was close to, and to feed off of the new architecture built in the town (because all deities must “feed” off of something to continue to exist, which is what makes them the god of that Thing). Although there is architecture in the underground oasis, it’s energy is weak due to how old it is. He’s also not a fan of people messing with his interior design (do NOT move his vases)   ( Also fun fact he was based on the song Horse with no Name ! )

A redesign of a minor deity character of mine! :D

[SeaOddities]

I did a thing for mermay! Though this was mostly a character design exercise, it was really fun to do! :>

Some color practice! :D

Pretty.

Oh yes, who needs a jet scooter anyway when you got a mech?

Sari as Dva !

Waiting for something

Soundwave | http://mecha-ramen.tumblr.com/

Didi and the FIrebeetle

C-Class Rapier

Veops blue Ghostie girl with her guitar.

If you like to know more about her please say so. Or collab or anything else really. I’m making an effort to be more active and engage with the audience that I have. 

At first I went right through the water, but noticed after a few steps that it was quite a lot louder than I imagined because of the shallow water. So instead I went a few steps beside the beck, always having it in sight.

It didn't take long till I was at the pond again. Keeping in mind the unknown dangers of it I trod with caution and tried to re-trace my steps.

Ok think... you found the pond... went up on a tree... lemme see... no... no... no... ah! That one!... from there down... and... … into a bush... into... that bush! After that... … I went to the pond... ...why?...

I pondered over that for a moment, Why did I go to the pond? What was there for me to do there?

Hmm... no matter... IT warned me of the pond... then I went further up the stream again...

As I began walking back up the beck I noticed how the area seemed very familiar so I followed that sense of having been here before, the feeling of having seen this before.

After much looking around and searching I found my old camp and all my stuff too. Looks ransacked... hope it was just some animal who hoped to find anything edible here.

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I was awakened by the bright rising sun, shining right into my face.

Yawn Guess I lost some sleep last night... had I taken this tree earlier I wouldn't have lost as much as I have. No matter, no use regretting.

I got down from the tree again, which was by far easier than getting up. I didn't get down completely unscathed but I didn't get any major injury.

Ok, got back my bow, but I'm still missing stuff... where did I?... right, the other camp... where was that?... think... how did I end up here?... … I was hunting... I needed food... I needed energy! Because I turned back my claw after nearly falling from that tree! Right! There I left my stuff... but where was that... near the beck? … might be... best follow it to the pond and take a look around

Before I actually began searching, I drank some water and ate the last piece of the dried meat. My stomach was grumbling, I had eaten little yesterday and the day before. Better look for some food while following the stream

So I took my bow and an arrow and kept them both ready in case I'd see anything huntable. Then I began following the stream along it's flow.

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By the time I found the bush it was beginning to get dark. I took my bow and arrows, put them on my back too, and looked for a suitable tree at once.

It took me longer than expected, there weren't many good tree's in that area. After a while, and with much lower demands, I found one with a fork quite high above the ground. It didn't look well climbable either, but it was either that or the risk of getting a head shorter.

I managed to get up there in the end, but the sun had been down for some time already. I chewed on another part of the dried meat. I did like the taste of it. A bit salty, bit spicy, then this quite harsh smoky-ness to it. And something more... but I didn't know what. Didn't remind me of anything I've eaten or smelled before.

I thought about it for some time, falling asleep while doing so.

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I took and chewed a bit on a piece of the dried meat

Let's see... the hound noticed me... I waited a bit... ran out the back of the bush... …next thing I know I stumble over the root of a tree... and end up over there... where Lord Half&Half and his companion are lying. Hmmmm... Any more...? … …

Oh right, he swung his sword into the tree... about head height-- gulp... I remembered what could have happened if that tree hadn't been there.

But, what could have happened shouldn't hinder me at following back my steps, so I searched for exactly that one tree... in a forest.

Surprisingly it didn't take as long as expected. I found it after trying a few dozen trees.

Ok, I found the tree... let me think... he stood there... I stood there... came like this... uhuh... uhuh... guess I came from there then.

And I followed the way I thought I came from.

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He's right... it's my fault... I really killed two humans... decapitated one... split the other apart... I guess it's right that I have not much empathy for those two... after all they weren't just any humans. They were two humans trying to kill me.

For a long while after that my mind felt silent and empty. There was still stuff going on but... no 'main' thought.

It was already past midday when I caught myself and my head began working again. I still stood there, with the bow in my hand and the other stuff on the riverside.

I took the quiver on my back and wore the bow also over my chest. The knife I attached to my pants, and somehow managed to do the same with the flint & iron. Whetstone and meat I kept each in a hand.

Ok, got all my stuff. What else was on the plan... cleaning the stuff... some water... and... right, looking for where I left my bow before I had to run from the hound. But... where should I start?

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I could take care of the blood on the bow later. People might notice it, but I am hunting after all. It's easy enough to just tell them it's the blood of some prey or maybe even my own... That sounds like a good idea, make up some story where I hurt myself because I wasn't careful. Some story where I learned something from it. Yeah I think people won't question that much... but I guess they won't question that it's animal blood either.

As long as I don't tell anyone it's the blood of some, probably noble, hunter whose head I cut off...

Wow... how easily I can let that run through my mind... I cut off someones head. I decapitated a human. And still... the thought... awakens no big response in me...

I mean, Yes, he was helping someone that wanted to kill me. I was only defending myself but... I can't help thinking that running away would've been enough... but then again I didn't really have any control over what happened...

I guess in the end... it's not really my fault... right, it's not me who did it.

Årë yøû rællý sâtissfïéd wìth zåt? Säyîng ít wâssn't yöú? Sâyïng ìt's zë fåült øf sômeöne élsè?

Ye... no... but...

Ït's yøµr fâült wæ gøt ïntô zåt sitûätiøn. I jµst dïd whæt häd tô bë dønê tó gèt üs øût öf ît ågæîn.

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$sø døn't hïdê bæhînd thåt lïæ, yøû'rë nô kïddô ånýmørë.

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Note from the Author

Completely forgot to make an episode for last friday, sorry. I’ll make it up with an extra episode this week ^_^

Thanks for Reading, Thanks for Following, and a nice week to all of you :)

I woke up just after sunrise. Birds were chirping all around, the sun was behind me and I had some breakfast with me. I had left over some smaller pieces of the horse meat from my last meal. And even tho cold, they were still tasty.

Getting down from the tree was, just like getting up, not very difficult. I took a look around, to see if anyone or anything was nearby. Nothing.

“Lets see... plan for today... drench thirst, wash blood of my... the stuff I found... hmm... lets see how long that takes. After that maybe try to find my bow and arrows again. Sun will surely be down by that time.”

So I set out to follow that plan.

Went to the nearby beck and drank some water. As I wanted to begin washing of the blood from the stuff I found, I realized that I had no idea how to go about it. The water was shallow, the current was weak, so I decided to just put everything in the water. Except my pants. Then I ripped a piece of cloth out of my pants and used that for cleaning the stuff.

Getting the blood off the Flint & Iron was easy enough. Cleaning it off the whetstone wasn't difficult either. After that I cleaned the knife and the arrow quiver. Cleaning the bow was more difficult. The crust of dried blood came of easily enough, but below that some blood had drawn into the wood. It seemed like my scrubbing had no effect, no matter how long I tried to.

“Guess I'll have to hide that somehow... maybe with more blood on the bow”

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