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lovedovee · 2 months
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drew this while listening to pink elephants
reupload from my colorslive because I LIKE IT I think it’s NICE and it has PILBY IN IT good day
also I changed my @ from yeehonnk to lovedovee can you tell who I chose for the phighting phestival
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Miki Berenyi - LUSH
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johnlennonyaoi · 7 months
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this came to me in a dream
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little-taiyaki · 1 year
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I just realized I forgot to post these bugs here! 
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rvengefulobster · 2 months
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Twitter has been re-litigating Starship Troopers recently so one of my mutuals requested a poster based on the WWII "This man is your FRIEND" series.
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cupids-cringe · 29 days
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what if we were clowns and we were both clowns are i gave you flowers and but the flowers was were 1 was a squit water at you ???
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zestialtheancient · 2 months
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fun fact before I go bed:
i survived a deadly virus,
TWICE!!
*laughs in bubonic plague*
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melonside · 2 years
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doodle dump of the bugs in my brain
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little-gay-boy-45 · 15 days
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theyre so silly yay
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marmaladedcroissant · 2 months
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More bugs :D Btw the two goofy images are here too. I just thought they fit well lmao
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brainrot-stitch · 2 months
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EVERYTHING IS TWRRIBLE EVERYTHING IS HORRIBLE WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK THE ROT THE ROT IT FEELS LIKE YHERE ARE BUGS IN MY SKIN MY ORGANS ITCH AND IT WILL NOT GO AWAY THE VOID KEEPS STARING AT ME WHENEVER I LOOK INTO THE DARK I SEE ITS EYES HOLY SHIT OTS NOT EVEN ONLY HAPPENING IN THE DAYDREAMS ABYMORE IT BROKE FREE I FEEL LIKE IM ABOUT TO RHROW UP EVERYTHING OS TERRIBLE WHY IS THE VOID LOOKING AT ME
ALSO also the void is like a terrible horrible thing that would happen in the daydreams where the character I'm looking thru the eyes of would somehow end up there and if I didn't snap out of the daydream within enough time thevoid would start staring back and it's terrible and it KNOWS but idk what it knows but it has like 2 very very extremely realistic eyes that just look back at me from the distance and I drew it bc I couldn't find a good image to represent it on Google but I would like to let u know the way I drew it does not give it justice the eyes are actually so real so terrible and I can't draw realistic eyes bit this is the clearest any daydream has ever b3en and now it's not even staying to the daydreams I just look to the dark and I see them now what the fuck what the fuck wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up
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phoebepheebsphibs · 3 months
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Let me introduce you to my friends…
I dunno I felt poetic
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Let me introduce you to my friends…
There’s the wind, who whispers secrets to me as I pass him uphill. He loves to chat, he sings to me and I duet. He can be cold, and pushy, and want to direct you in any way he chooses, but he loves to dance and always knows how to cheer me up.
I have other friends, the rain and water. Calm and sweet, gentle as a lullaby. They love to dream. I love to dance with the rain, jump and laugh and run into their arms. The water offers me a looking glass, and we play together in shallow pools. Sometimes they can get fierce and aggressive. The water played too rough with me once, and the rain brought the lightning to a fight. But afterwards they always apologize.
Then there’s the trees, my favourite friends. They often give me gifts, such as twigs and branches and leaves and blossoms. They are such good listeners, and they keep me safe and comforted in their embrace. I love my trees, because they are the audience for my stories. They never judge, never interrupt, and never grow too old. My trees used to carry me high into the sky, and we’d sit and gab for hours. Now I cannot fit into their branches, so we stroll together in the wood.
I also have friends in the bugs, of course. Tiny stinkbugs that love to sleep on the ceilings when it is too cold or too hot outside. They are quite silly. And the ladybirds, gentle souls who never trouble me. The spiders are interesting tenants, though… the wolf spiders seem to never get our eviction notices. But the orb weavers keep our yards decorated during the late summer and early autumn. Quite remarkable artists, they are… and of course the caterpillars and butterflies. Ridiculous people, charming but eccentric. And the snails, my precious darlings with their lovely homes. I often find them after they have moved out, and the house is empty.
The sky is a lovely friend, too. I love her watercolour set, she paints so extravagantly. And at night she brings her own friends to see me.
I adore the moon. We share a name, her and I! Her looking glass reflects the sun, another grand friend of ours. I love to see what dress the moon wears, how she has changed during the day and what she will wear tomorrow. I’ve heard she has a man, but I’ve never seen him for myself. I have seen her rabbit, though.
The stars are sweet acquaintances as well. I do not know all their names and home addresses, but I know the Dipper siblings, older and younger. We chat when we can. They have bright and winning smiles.
And lastly, I have some rather odd friends; I hope you won’t judge them too much. They are ridiculous and rude at times, but they typically mean well. They can be boisterous. More often than not they don't appreciate what they don't see or hear or understand. They like to pick on my bugs. They complain about the rain's visits. They tear down my trees and twist their arms. They spit in the wind. Some of them are good... but they don’t always notice my friends… sometimes they ridicule us. They tend to not believe in magic, so they cannot hear my friends. They are not all bad… but they make the mistake of growing up and forgetting.
Humans, they call themselves. We get along all right.
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possible-streetwear · 10 months
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Miki Berenyi - LUSH
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curt-mega-saf · 1 month
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They are crawling. They've always been crawling, skittering just under his skin in carefully carved pathways. The buzzing in his skull is back too, though not quite as bad as before. But most curiously, he can't feel how angry and upset he is in his chest anymore. His heart is shielded from it. Somehow.
@curtsbugbuddies
He feels himself not calm down, he can’t with how tense he is, but he feels safer. Feels like something is comforting him, hyping him up. He feels righteous.
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gayseaslug · 27 days
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fattsexyperson · 1 year
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