I THINK YOU DID
EITHER THAT OR IT WAS BROWNIES I CANT REMEMBER

i think you said the same thing last time you made cookies-

continuation of comic. the young miqo'te doubles over, then begins to laugh, losing color. she holds her arms open in a shrug like gesture, smiling brightly. blood stains the front of her shirt. M: rotten to your core! the final panel is fully colored, showing a broken mirror reflecting wol from his position on the ground, pistol still held up.

lucky number 7

continuation of comic. esteem returns to its original shape, having pushed wol to the far wall. it stands just behind where it dropped the shawl. wol collapses to the ground, leaning back. ESTEEM: hmph. sniveling babe. all shades of green, still. a panel in esteem's shape, looking with one, wide eye at the viewer. ESTEEM: what is there to fear?

continuation of comic. some color has returned to the room as a small miqo'te, wearing the shawl around her waist, stands in place of esteem. wol remains monochrome. panels arranged in 3 by 6 grid, all solid black, except for 5 panels: 1 (first row, left panel) the young miqo'te looking down with hints of a smile. 2 (second row, right panel) wol looking up, distraught. 3 (third row, right panel) wol reaching for a pistol that appeared discarded on the floor. 4 (fourth row, middle panel) wol aiming said pistol. 5 (fifth row, left panel) the young miqo'te holding her hands up, fully smiling. esteem appears in every other panel. the middle panel of the 6th and final row depicts a spark like a gunshot.

6/7

colored digital comic. it opens with esteem watching wol trying on a shawl, despondent. esteem juts in, shifting to look like ilberd in white adamantite gear. wol looks back at it surprised. the colors all fade into monochrome, except those of the shawl's which is bright red with gold tassels. dialogue reads: ESTEEM: strange. foreign. isn't that right- ILBERD: -lass? WoL: you...? why? WoL: why won't you leave me be?

continuation. two panels of esteem (as ilberd) cornering a panel with only wol in it. dialogue within reads: ILBERD: heh heh heh... ILBERD: it is you who conjures me. us. splinters you deemed unsightly, coalesced. ILBERD: all to soothe yourself. a panel in esteem's shape, arms spread out in mockery, encases wol. ILBERD: look, see- ILBERD: i, too, am plagued! tortured! beset by fiends and hellsent! wol is horrified and voices denial.

#wol, et al. 2/7

BRO
IM CHEESE

sir your mother called my mother 'the type of mom that clocks you down too fast-' LIKE I DONT KNOW IT THATS AN INSULT OR A COMPLIMENT-

i had a dream where i was having a sleepover at ciphs house and their mom just kept dissing my mom what the fuckkkkk 😭

yes i was pregnant and i gave birth sir

okay holding a baby for longer than an hour HURTTTS

I DONT KNOW MAN WHO THE HELL IS TIMMY TWELVE

TIMMY TWELVE...
next we're gonna have deen thirteen

Guys new scamming method on bluesky. Please share this around. Dont fall for this stuff

Block, move on.

digital illustration featuring yotsuyu goe brutus, as herself and as "tsuyu". both of them are depicted in profile view from the shoulder up, in mirror poses. yotsuyu, facing left, looks down in apathy at a locust nymph balanced on her extended finger. "tsuyu", facing right, stares curiously at a red-eyed tree frog held in her open palm. the background is red and embellished in gold, displaying a number of lunar phases alongside some of the life stages of frogs and locusts. between yotsuyu and "tsuyu" there is a new moon, a red spider lily in gold, and a full moon

#ffxiv - content warning for insects specifically a locust

no u have to live - unless this is about something else-

if i had money i'd be so fucking self indulgent with ocxcanon shit by comissioning my fav artists every time i could oguhajddhsakjddh

whats your sick meal because i default to either eating nothing but bread, cheese and cucumber
or cottage cheese and oats rice cakes with a bit of sugar...

like that is my safe sick food-

sir u need a little pillow for your wrist when you rest it on the table
and some warmth
give your hand a spa day-

BEANIEEE YOU'RE COOKING SO HARD RIGHT NOW OH MY GODDD HES BEAUTIFULL AHHGHKASHDKASHD ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

been thinking about dragon kaeya a lot lately

words moments before i had a mental breakdown and now i'm looking back at the mental breakdown like "i might have overreacted a little bit-"

Well ye for sure but this headache has to go man like who invited it-

[mildly inconvenienced by a headache]

i need to fucking die

its store brought

i cant eat my cake because it has bananaaaaas ougghghgh

is it because you dont have the plastic coochie and i got TWO (2) of them? :)

Plastic coochie…

im going to say something really stupid

im getting a girlfriend thank u

the comedy of me not playing baldurs gate since astarion broke up with me bc i was too nice-