*nods Sagely* Mumscarian Real

So we’re all just ignoring Tumblr Live right? Like not make eye contact and hold very still until it goes away?

Some smoked Sausage, a bit spicy maybe. For this crumbling economy.

Inktober Day 13: Rise

He's too pretty I can't with this nonsense

I forgot to picture the flat penning but its fiiiinne.

I don't think I can handle too much Sausage drawing, ngl

Wanderer of space, writer of stories. What will this traveller do next?

Inktober Day 11: Wander

Obligatory Markiplier Post for this year, yippee

Sketch under the cut

My pens hate me <3

uhh hi i was just passing through the pirates smp tag and your au caught my eye? it looks sick however! i know you don't know much about kuervo's character but to me he's one of The Guys Ever. i would absolutely love to infodump to you if you're interested

I'd honestly love you to infodump about him to me.

Maybe I'd get a more accurate read on his character asides from my own interpretations and headcanons lol.

Go for it, id love to know more about he :>!!

BTW Tumblr just cos I vaguely mentioned Jane Prentiss in my nonsense post doesn't mean you can suddenly flood my for you with her ill be honest

Guys you'll never guess what's currently getting me out of my art block

Well there it is. The girls

Honestly I'd love to redo this one so it works out eh

I got another result coming in soon so I'll do whatever that'll be too

I've got like 125 posts on my Instagram. I'm gonna get a random number generator to pick one & I'm gonna redraw it to show improvement and/or what I can do when I'm taking my time (aka Inktober Stress trademark)

Wish me luck

Pspsps under the cut the short bit of writing I made for this

It's very much a rough draft and there were changes made in the comic but.

Ya know. The thoughts

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"You called for me?"

"Aye. On your knees, me hand"

And Martyn dropped.

Ren took a step forward.

"I have some questions for you, Hand"

Martyn kept his eyes on his King, holding steadfast.

Ren took out his axe. He saw his reflection in its metal.

"Would you kill for me?"

"Yes, my King"

Ren took another step towards Martyn, holding the axe's blade hovering to his Hand's throat.

"Would you die for me, Hand?"

Martyn did not hesitate. He kept his eyes focused on Ren.

"Yes, my King"

Ren kneeled in front of Martyn, the axe pushing more into him.

Martyn would be lying if he said that he wasn't nervous. He'd be lying if he said he was sure that Ren's axe wouldn't be pushed further into him.

Rens voice became low & suffocating.

"Should I desire it, would ye allow your King to behead ye to display it as a trophy of the Red Army?"

Ren was an odd one, Martyn thought.

But that thought was drowned out immensely by the dozens of others spiraling around that head of his. Ones he wouldn't dare admit to a soul out loud.

The axe felt more as a hand closing around Martyn's neck.

With a shaken breath, Martyn still answered.

"Yes, My King."

Though his were obscured, Ren bore into Martyns eyes, searching for hesitation. Uncertainty. Disloyalty.

But his search was unfruitful. And Martyn was unwavering.

Though it was just a few moments, the silence felt like eternity.

Ren lowered the axe, the faintest line of red being drawn away from it.

While he set the weapon onto the stone beneath them, Ren found himself comfort being set into the crook in martyns neck. That faintest of red emitted the metalic scent of blood and Ren could feel Martyns heart pounding like mad.

Martyn could find no words in the silence. Just the hyperawareness of his Kings weight echoing his racing heart. More thoughts had flooded but they would remain as locked away as the rest.

The King breathed in heavily.

"I am beyond honored to have yer loyalty, Martyn."

The Hand breathed out a shallowed sigh.

"The honor is mine to be by your side, Ren."

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I don't know man I tried writing and got possessed by something

Yeah. Bad news, buddy. But your battery's dead.

Do I have a battery?

Look around the white void, do you think car batteries would just fall out of thin air on my hair like a cartoon anvil?

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