//I may flip

I dunno

Me and OCs of any stripe don’t seem to get along these days

𝕀'𝕞 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕦 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕
𝕀'𝕞 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥

𝕀 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝
𝔸 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕝

𝕀'𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕦 𝕡
𝕀'𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕 𝕠 𝕨 𝕟!

𝕀'𝕞 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕪 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥,
𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕙 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖

𝒞ℴ𝓉𝓉ℴ𝓃 𝒞𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓎!

ᴏᴄ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ
- ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟꜱ!
❤️ and ↪️

//uh

Dragon Daddy Satan

Yes please

She shrugs.

“Memory’s a bit fuzzy on that, but I doubt it.”

“In my day, skinny meant sickly. If you were skinny, you didn’t live.”

“Easy.”

Pops a hip out.

“Like this.”

//part of me really wants to do something like this for Cleo

Shiva from FF10 is such a vibe

11. Cleo, to this day, still does not know why she is in Hell.

But she has determined to make the best of it. She doesn’t play in Hell’s politics, but she is amenable to alliances when it suits her.

10. She’s one of the oldest Sinners in Hell.

She remembers Hell before the exterminations and overpopulation.

Performing with my girls is the best ❤️💃 #bellydance #drumsolo #iwannadance TikTok video by Marija Belly Dance

At the hookah bar right now:

www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8L4696Q/

I’m not a stripper, you moron.

Off to her shop.

She has a performance to put on.

She remains in the doorway, arms crossed.

A slithering strip of linen peeks over her shoulder, then snaps—taking the badge—before disappearing.

“Cleo,” she answers, “and thank you, though I’m not much for fights.”

//not me absolutely abusing the hieroglyph font

𓂻𓆙ଈ𓆈𓃒𓀡𓅷

W h y?

A head tilt, eyes crinkled with a smile.

“Tombs are quiet. Hell was too, for a while. But it’s been a long time. I miss it, is all.”

She waves.

“I’m Cleo. Nice to meet you, Moxxie.”

I know.

You’d think I’d be used to it after 4000 years.

Normalize posting the messy sketches!
Normalize sharing your least favorite pieces!
Normalize creating art for vengeance by drawing your enemies in compromising positions with various farm equipment!
Normalize group critiques!

9. Cleo is whole underneath all of her bandages. The reason her skin and hair are green is because she was mummified and now resembles Osiris.

//i did a thing!

//I need polls

So I know what to draw next

Belly dancing Cleo

Or Attack Cleo

Applause.

Built to dance and kick ass.

No words.

She just walks away.

“You think I have time to explain centuries of Middle Eastern culture to you?”

Arms folded. Unamused.