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last unicorn vibes

BSKY is currently sharing unicorns, so have some too. :D

Prints and Commissions HP - BSKY - Kofi 

Laura Makabresku

Wasting my own time.

I spent 2 days writing in my novel, hated it, asked people to read it followed be an entire day spent rewriting it. lmao.

Avrora's Domain

The air bit down, negative temperatures tended to leave burned skin if out too long in it. The woman had wait, her gaze on the elk's until it had passed with the gloss of its eyes pausing, dried, the eye tilted skyward. It bothered her to end life but the arctic only had one way to live: kill or be killed. Avrora waited, the sensation that something had it's eye on her, definitely on her back and she wondered if the two were alone.

There were polar bears, huge ones, this far south but she rarely saw them and she stood up with a wipe to her hands, "Anyone there? Come out if you are." Avrora paused, waiting, when she saw nothing in the darkness she lowered down and started to work on tying the creature first. Never interested in the organs as they never kept, she cut a cavity and yanked the beast back to keep too much blood from staining it since she would need to drag it back to her home for further use. Since she was never very strong, she needed to use all the skills she had to her advantage and she tied the ropes to the beast and started to latch them together to make a rope hardness for her to put on over her body.

For now, she tied knots, pulled rope in silence but the feeling of being watched never left her.

WACOM VOWS TO DESTROY ARTISTS 🤯🤖🍵 (why? i guess they hate money) #wacom 

I know this is really wacky thumbnail but it looks like Wacom is shoving their audience under the bus again :(

Looks like he's on his steam deck lol

JAMES SUNDERLAND in Silent Hill 2: Remake (2024) ↳ 4/?

I am kinda frustrated over rp stuff, I know it's cringe to be but idc. I'm also struggling to find something to be positive about when my brain is in a negative space because of how I am. I also am super disappointed, I decided to close an SH RP yesterday because I felt that a month with no reply was really long.

It probably makes me sound like an asshole, but I'm not sure what to do? I hate that i have niche rp wants, lol. I'll just look for my usual generic stuff, since finding what I want usually leads to the same issues lol.

I also drew Jinx.

Banshee - Donna Benevieto

Donna slept only a few hours before the silence woke her and she jolted out of bed, laying back down briefly at her whole person reminding her that she was, for certain, injured and should take it easy. Instead, she shifted off of the bed and took to searching for the dangerous snake in her home, crawling his way into unsuspecting corners of dust, burying his way in likely to bite her whenever he had the chance. She pulled a black hoodie over her body that did not seem to belong to her due to the size that hover near her middle-thigh but it was comfortable and warm.

Taking a few steps down, she started to search for the evil snake that she knew was on the ground floor. Donna entered the bedroom, finding James on the bed and a little gasp passed from her lips her hand pressed to keep her from making too much noise. She opened her phone, took a picture and quickly viewed it to see if he was fully asleep or just laying down. When she was sure that he was asleep from the photo, she entered the room by slipping inside slowly as if she were as thin as the door itself. Donna's steps were inaudible as if she were a snowflake falling on a house of snow, no sound in how lightly her socks tread on the carpet until she paused by the window that glean very little light on him but now she could see him without any words, any awkwardness and view him from the snake's den that she was too curious about.

She swallowed, approaching as she gazed over his body on the bed and the contour of his muscles in his upper body and his legs. She wondered if she touched him if he would even notice since it seemed to be made of armor and not skin to her, so she gently placed her hand against the weird side muscles and stared. yes, i do write creepy ass girls doing creepy things ;p

Hunts Mesa, Utah by Jeroen Fransen