#wip #watercolor #2t9 And Moving Along, Should Be Done Within The Week

So wow some news

A) been working at a restaurant in town! Love it so far but the pay isn't the best? So times are lean

B) my phone decided to stop working? It's an old Samsung Galaxy S4 so gonna get it looked into but worried I may need a new phone.

So in the event of that, I do have a Ko-fi page for writing and art. Well see what happens in the meantime.

Oh boy I need to sleep but tomorrow I will finish them both if it kills me #artistsoninstagram #artistsontumblr #jesibeans #wip #acrylic #javelina #skull

Because @dragonhotcoffee asked so nicely; have sweater vest Laurent (trying to hide he is impressed by Akielon beef.)

Vitaly, whose reference is Mads Mikkelsen #oc #doodle

My booth babe and I are at table A009 along the wall at Delta H Con this year :D come say hi!

Kohaku this time! #oc #doodle

#sailormoon #progress #wip #watercolor

*dos Equis voice* I don't always read sports comics, but when I do, it's women's mma #girlsofthewilds

So I have a pulmonary embolism. Doctor said it was a good thing I came in or it would have killed me within a few days.

Plugging my friends' stuff, please read ♡♡♡

BODY&SHADOW 002: DRAGONFLY

Xueyu’s steps were brisk on the sliver-stone salvaged hallways leading him away from Jiling’s private chamber. He made quick work of the angled corridors, followed all their twisting and turning around sacred spaces until he hit the day in full. The large man stood in the   main doorway of the mountain’s deeper recesses for a fleeting moment, watching the lazy rustling of the world beyond—its simple tuning so grand, its motions so slow that they were imperceptibly fast. A paradox, a puzzle: perfect.

The inner walls of Luanshi Sect’s mountain compound twisted some yards ahead of him, composed of stretches of dense rebar hammered into a more acceptable shape, metal bones of a fallen structure picked from her wreckage and reused to fit the purposes of a society built atop the echoes of former folly. Lungs full of the morning’s dewy air, he started down the broad stairs and down the path toward his training yard, turning just before the exit yawning before him. Xueyu dipped into a shadow-lined path between two smaller structures made of hand-mashed mud and steel. He emerged on the other side to his favorite sound—the complaints of one of his pupils being punished by the superior skill of a boy he considered his best.

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