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Massive thanks to @dawnbreak-daily and @hk-means-to-an-end's Noon and Oren! These four deserve nice things
@xxacidnekoxx fanart!! RPG Faceoff; the hotheads, the leaders, and of course, the protagonists! Sitting here in my commentator’s booth, I can -very confidently- ask the question of, who will come out on top?
(Wip fanart for @xxacidnekoxx; a battle between two conceptual rpgs!)
Finally caved and made a rubbermon sona...
Concept by @squeakitties!
Whumptober day 15- Childhood Trauma [Feyrin, Hallow. No overt things to warn about here, but still proceed with caution.]
> The Vessel had been having a terrible day. Week. Month. However long it had been since the public were made aware of it.
> The commoners were polite, at least, speaking in hushed whispers and not to its face about how strange it was, how odd and scary. The aristocrats, on the other hand, were another story.
> They treated it as another one of Father's machines. They knew, better than it did, that it was not supposed to feel. Therefore, they could afford to be as cruel as they deemed they could get away with.
> The Vessel watched, nearly daily, as the upper class of the City ridiculed it, treated it as some metaphorical punching bag for their *petty* frustrations.
> And what was it to say they were wrong? It was pure. It was ambivalent to this, as it always was and would be.
> And yet... It could feel the ever-present pressure, the eyes on it and hands approaching and it was surrounded and the world kept threatening to collapse and it felt something grab onto it--
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> ... Hallow shuddered awake, whole body still aching. Phantom pain wracking along their arm.
> ... Acuraed orange tears spilled from their remaining eye. This... It was their fault.
> They should have done something.
> ... Their door opened, and their old familiar friend stepped forward. Feyrin.
> *"... Hallow? I... I heard you from the hall. Are you ok?"*
> ... No. They weren't.
> *"... Right. Do you want me to stay with you for now? Like old times?"*
> They nodded. Feyrin sat down on the bed next to them, looking over at them. Cupping their face in one hand.
> Hallow couldn't help but flinch, before leaning into it. Tears spilling.
> *"It'll be ok, alright? I promise. I..."* Feyrin seemed to tear up themselves, before steadying themselves with a breath.
> *"I'm here for you. Always."*
> ... And that was all they needed. Both of them.
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@wolfertinger666 fanart of your character Salem in the style of my "Silver City" series!
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@wolfertinger666 fanart of your character Salem in the style of my "Silver City" series!
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@pawberri I... May have gotten inspired and drew your tboy latios in my style and given him an outfit