It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
some cyberpunk speedpaint by me i did christmas last year! 12 hourrss
REDESIGNING MY COMFORT OC
Arm Anatomy Studies by Fakhear
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I guess I can put a personal art vent here. Basically, I am really anti-ai, a lot of my videos are about that. Sometimes, I get real petty people who go after my person, my life, my intelligence, recently my art.
I am pretty much okay with the goofy.aah comments except talking about my art. I got a "shitty Tumblr artist take".
Except I was never a Tumblr artist, I never had a following here and never posted my art either.
Still kinda shitty cuz i feel my art sucks eternally.
The air bit down, negative temperatures tended to leave burned skin if out too long in it. The woman had wait, her gaze on the elk's until it had passed with the gloss of its eyes pausing, dried, the eye tilted skyward. It bothered her to end life but the arctic only had one way to live: kill or be killed. Avrora waited, the sensation that something had it's eye on her, definitely on her back and she wondered if the two were alone.
There were polar bears, huge ones, this far south but she rarely saw them and she stood up with a wipe to her hands, "Anyone there? Come out if you are." Avrora paused, waiting, when she saw nothing in the darkness she lowered down and started to work on tying the creature first. Never interested in the organs as they never kept, she cut a cavity and yanked the beast back to keep too much blood from staining it since she would need to drag it back to her home for further use. Since she was never very strong, she needed to use all the skills she had to her advantage and she tied the ropes to the beast and started to latch them together to make a rope hardness for her to put on over her body.
For now, she tied knots, pulled rope in silence but the feeling of being watched never left her.
I am kinda frustrated over rp stuff, I know it's cringe to be but idc. I'm also struggling to find something to be positive about when my brain is in a negative space because of how I am. I also am super disappointed, I decided to close an SH RP yesterday because I felt that a month with no reply was really long.
It probably makes me sound like an asshole, but I'm not sure what to do? I hate that i have niche rp wants, lol. I'll just look for my usual generic stuff, since finding what I want usually leads to the same issues lol.
I also drew Jinx.
i can't believe we could've had hoverboard sevika :'0 (link: https://x.com/chenalii/status/1861945995220951479/photo/1) side note: my hyperfixation is finally calming down lol
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