WIP Art Of Me And My Girlfriends Characters

Got bored, made some unfunny memes

my cats so fuckin ugly she looks like the oblivion khajiit

Phone blurred while taking this pic, went hard

Some sketches for your bones, very firm bones I'm sure

Sam

Hey guys, the demons are back

Love how this works

"Covered in bandages, stuffed in a leather sack, bound by chains… was a human torso. The Arms, legs, and head had been cleanly and perfectly sliced off, as if they were removed magically. Underneath the wrappings Its skin was pale, the muscle emaciated and painfully thin. Rightfully, It should be dead. Yet whenever Kamen pressed his palm onto It’s chest he’d still feel the torso’s faint heartbeat. A comforting pressure that assured him his foe was still out there, that his enemy can still be made whole and finally destroyed. Kamen shredded up a portion of the meat by hand, stuffing it down what remained of the torso’s throat. He could feel it swallow, the wet muscles gripping his fingers as it choked down the food… a disgusting sensation, but now everything was ready for the journey ahead, and quite a long one it would be."

-excerpt from The glimpses of Norland: Rock-joint

Cultist 1/2

A spirit tells you to kill an old man exiled to the south. In return, the spirit cures your daughter of a deadly disease and promises to grant any wish once you return with the old man's head. With the knowledge that your brother's wife has the same disease, you grab six trusted friends and march down south with hounds at your side. It takes a year to reach the barren hillscape where he supposedly resides, and after a month of wandering the search feels hopeless. That is until one day, when an old man with a large mustache seemingly sprouts from a boulder, greeting you stiffly. You ask if he is the man you seek, but he just seems to focus on the pin the spirit gave you, never giving a clear answer...