Wait holy shitting fuck
1K HITS??? ARE YOU GUYS FR??? HOLY MOLY this is such a huge milestone for me. I know this is considered like peasant numbers in much bigger fandoms but to ME this is enormous 馃槶馃槶馃槶馃槶
Thank u everybody for ur continued support and for returning with each subsequent update. I know I've already apologized for my burnout like 2787843 times so instead of apologizing again I'll share this sneak peek !!!!!!
Don't y'all ever worry that I've abandoned my work. Until the day I perish I'll keep coming back to my boy <333
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KEITH MOMENT [ FANART ]
FANART FOR @sheepkebby
i know the general consensus is that he is so Angeleyes by ABBA BUT AS AN ABBA FAN I RAISE U . . . THE QUESTION . . WHAT ABT WATERLOO??? I FEEL IT IS VERY KEITH THOUGH IK I HAVENT READ KVTW YET CAUSE I DONT READ LONG STUFF [i might try for him ngl] BUT I CAN SMELL IT ON HIM GUYS!! TRUST!!! /silly
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My Guitar, Blue
For a moment I wasn't sure whether I dozed off on the bus and started dreaming, or if I woke up from a dream about being on the bus. The truth is it hardly matters anymore; my dreams have mutated into an immaculate gicl茅e of hyperrealism. I can hardly tell whether I'm drifting off into a nightmarish slumber, or back into this waking nightmare. But I will be alright as long as I have this guitar. (I call her 'blue.') As long as I have my girl. I can feel the sand in my eyes, suggesting this is was the real morning, in real reality, but I am still uncertain. Waking reality has become such a haze. The objects in my room hardly feel like individual objects; more so an undulating blur of elementary particles waiting for my weary eyes to reluctantly turn them back into real things. It's just me and blue, and this fog. My room slowly brings itself into focus. The sofa. My girl lying still atop. As I look, I can hardly recognize her. It's as though she has become just another object in the room. Sofa. Sofa with pillows. Sofa, pillows, girl. She lies so still. Or perhaps I am still dreaming? I can still feel the sensation of her skull cracking underneath the weight of blue. But that was just a dream. The chip in the paint on blue was there before, I'm certain of it. I feel it with my hand. Blood. This must still be the dream. At least I have my guitar, blue. Asleep or awake. I'm closing my eyes now.
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Soon.
Hey guys! Sorry for the hiatus! I got burnt out halfway through the new chapter but I'm PICKING UP SPEED AGAIN! I finally have all the lineart and colouring finished, so all I gotta do is slap some backgrounds on this baby and add the finishing touches! I know I've already broken deadline-related promises about this chapter BUT... As long as I'm not hit by a meteor;
Keith vs The World: Chapter 7 will be out BEFORE THE MONTH ENDS!
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Progress update!
Chapter 6 is going great so far! Just over 5,000 words now!
I am so sorry for what I am about to unleash on you guys.
But I stay silly :3
I have a convention to go to this month, plus some personal art to work on, but if all goes well chapter 6 will come out sometime this month or very early next month at the latest!!! I'll keep you guys posted!
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You: *spends months making a chapter for the KvTW*
Me: *consumes it in a matter of minutes*
AHAHA THANK U <3
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hi, author of bmb here (today is our one-month "tumblr mutual"-versary actually!), i love and respect YOU <3 unapologetically enjoy your creative process! :> you flatter me, but bmb will be around whenever life makes room. rooting for you in your KvTW adventure!!
I ogbbghhhg,,.. ggjhh.. thank u kind soul I cherish our mutualship
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