pureintonation

oh storms rusts and ruin merciful domi colors i think i was on another page haha leprosy

schadenfreude

Doodle from train ride of Seren head empty Iriali

lamentation

HOW IS IT NOT THE PURSUER HE WEARS HIS HAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ! u know what's tripping me up?? the painful hug. its gotta be a fused but i forgot their storming names... raboniel?

is marsh a coggy noggy (shoggy)?

The Pursuer?

Zahel? Wait are we meant to put a fun adjective before the names when people get it wrong or... is that just what's happening now? i like it

Ergonomics

Rahhh I was just typing the third clue! Yep, Reen!

No, no! 1. Dead 2. Flashbacks only... This character is never in any present timelines.

Because I ran out of farfalle and rigatoni. As for why it's on your bedroom wall... the door was open. Wait but why are there 10,002 swatches of Pantone 19-1653 TCX Rhythmic Red bursting out of your kitchen appliances?

Hahaha i was really second-guessing my guess... Hmm I will try... This character is dead... and I believe that isn't a spoiler.

Is it... literally Radiant... ? T_T

Do you use a VPN? I recall getting something like that before, then I turned my VPN off and the site worked again.

Aspartame

Thank you, I really appreciate it !! I love getting lost in the details sauce while drawing hahaha and then promptly abandoning midway through

Art for an as of yet unfinished Cosmere fanfic I’m writing hahaha I will put it all here as I go along… I’ve made a lot already as I am going through a depressi spaghetti time… and manically ricocheting between art, writing, and moderate to slightly excessive alcohol consumption is my only means of keeping it together. My art style is incredibly inconsistent… I can’t seem to decide between anime style or a more illustrative style. I attribute that to a few things. As a child, I drew a lot of anime, but through the years (and art school), I have been encouraged to move away from that. But I’m feeling it now, hahaha. Still, it’s hard for me to commit. Also, IRL I’m an artist whose usual subject matter is… dreamlike, surreal, and symbolic (think random people, objects, and animals that seem unrelated existing on a page, connected by patterns…) and my usual mediums are chalk pastels or oil paint. Was that an explanation? Idk Anyway my fic is about a girl on Roshar in a circus Wait and there’s more! Orphanage scenes I realize there is like 0 context for these images Wait and more

That’s way too much responsibility. Double it and give it to the next person

Idk it has a tongue and lips now so I figure non canon reproduction methods are ok too

I begin making… very accurate baby sandcaterpillar noises from within its stomach. I convince the beast that it is pregnant and that I am its baby. From within its belly, I tell it that I’m hungry and could really use a sandwich… willing to do anything for its progeny, it laps up the sandwich with its tongue (doesn’t chew!!) and swallows it, dropping it right back to me.

I try to escape. I fail. Multiple times. Again and again, over the course of many years, knocked back down on my knees just when I think I can remember the taste freedom on my lips. Eventually, I give up. I go through a period of depression. But then, slowly, I learn to live again. I make friends. I learn to knit. I start a knitting club. We give back go the community. I remember what living feels like. I make a groovy hat for the guard. He is so moved by the gesture that he lets me go. I almost don’t go… how could I? After everything I’ve built? All the people I’ve helped with just some yarn and a shoulder to cry on??? The sandwich… ah, yes. I return to its location via wormhole, appearing just above the pedestal where it sits. I peak out of the hole in space and time. The sandcaterpillar seems to be observing the area around the pedestal where thieves would walk up to it, not the space just above it. I snatch the sandwich. **Edit: I snatch the apparently dead sandwich