A collaboration of forty-six on dreams both dreary and delightful! Enjoy!
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๐จ๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ฑ ๐๐ง๐ข ๐๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ฌ๐ญ.
"๐๐ฆ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ, ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐จ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ...
'In the darkness I fall, in the darkness I stay.' - C.C. Morgen. What happens when your imagination turns twisted? Warped, even?
I want to be clean. I want to be porcelain, like the sink,
A short story about ๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ฆ๐. Inspired by @๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฉ๐ง๐ค๐ซ๐๐๐ก๐๐จ๐จโs initiative. To raise awareness.
โ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ ๐๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข๐ต ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต, //๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ ๐๐ถ๐ฏ...
Thank you for reading! I used only one image and I tried an effect to simulate "walking" but it didn't work at all 0.o It was fun though. Credit once again to @kevenadams for the inspiration regarding...
'Never mistake my silence for weakness. No one plans a murder out loud.' When the line blurs between reality and make-believe, what happens next? (Final part! <3)
New drawings that I made, criticism is absolutely welcome!
tw: gore
I tried to be Shakespeare lol.
โฃโฃ ๐๐๐๐ง๐ฏ๐ข ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ข โฃโฃ
A poem behind a shooter, abuse, drinking, shooting, death, villain backstory. hope you enjoy bullet.
This is an unordered series, consisting of poetic excerpts from the diary of mad woman .TW
A poem about a deer in a forest. (Warning: it's a bit gory.)
โ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ด๐ค๐ข๐ฑ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ...โ
A villanelle about trust, about love, about family. Of siblings and brothers in arms torn apart.
a wild fire of pain burning through me.
Still feeling some remnants of Halloween inspiration.
A little dark imagery to explore our self-destructive tendencies.
A collaboration of forty-six on dreams both dreary and delightful! Enjoy!
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๐จ๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ฑ ๐๐ง๐ข ๐๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ฌ๐ญ.
"๐๐ฆ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ, ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐จ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ...
'In the darkness I fall, in the darkness I stay.' - C.C. Morgen. What happens when your imagination turns twisted? Warped, even?
I want to be clean. I want to be porcelain, like the sink,
A short story about ๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ฆ๐. Inspired by @๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฉ๐ง๐ค๐ซ๐๐๐ก๐๐จ๐จโs initiative. To raise awareness.
โ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ ๐๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข๐ต ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต, //๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ ๐๐ถ๐ฏ...
Thank you for reading! I used only one image and I tried an effect to simulate "walking" but it didn't work at all 0.o It was fun though. Credit once again to @kevenadams for the inspiration regarding...
'Never mistake my silence for weakness. No one plans a murder out loud.' When the line blurs between reality and make-believe, what happens next? (Final part! <3)
New drawings that I made, criticism is absolutely welcome!
tw: gore
I tried to be Shakespeare lol.
โฃโฃ ๐๐๐๐ง๐ฏ๐ข ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ข โฃโฃ
A poem behind a shooter, abuse, drinking, shooting, death, villain backstory. hope you enjoy bullet.
This is an unordered series, consisting of poetic excerpts from the diary of mad woman .TW
A poem about a deer in a forest. (Warning: it's a bit gory.)
โ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ด๐ค๐ข๐ฑ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ...โ
A villanelle about trust, about love, about family. Of siblings and brothers in arms torn apart.
a wild fire of pain burning through me.
Still feeling some remnants of Halloween inspiration.
A little dark imagery to explore our self-destructive tendencies.