[ID: Digital art of Gwen Bouchard and Mr Bonzo from The Magnus Protocol. Gwen is a slender Black woman with chin length textured hair worn half-up, half-down. She wears a collared shirt under a jumper with the sleeves rolled up, a leather messenger bag over her shoulder. She holds out an unmarked envelope to Mr Bonzo with a look of abject terror on her face. Mr Bonzo is a very tall decaying mascot creature, mostly a dirty yellow with large purplish pustules across his body. His nose has rotted away to reveal a dripping nasal cavity underneath, his eyes are bloodshot and lidless with eerie glowing red pupils, and his smile is wet with black, ichorous drool. There is a bright yellow light illuminating him from behind, but hardly any of it reaches Gwen in his shadow. Superimposed over the image and scrawled on the wall behind them are the words “Mr Bonzo’s on his way/He’s here to stay, he wants to play” repeatedly. End ID.]
i was already working on this before this week’s eppy sode but afterwards i found i had contracted the bonzbonic plague and here we are
I don't want to talk about this much, but it may affect page uploads.
Saturday night, I was assaulted and strangled by my brother. This is not the first time he's done this, but it was severely excalated this time. I deserved it. Honestly, I wish he'd succeeded so nobody would have to deal with my shit anymore. I'm still very much in crisis mode, and I'm so sorry if I disappear. I'm praying I can continue working despite the situation, but this may warrant a short break.
I'm so sorry for any inconvenience this may cause, and I'm even more sorry I'm bringing this up at all. I need to stop talking from now on, honestly. I just wanted to communicate why I may poof. I don't know. I'm scared, and I can't do this. But I have to keep going.
Im $200 short for my cats vet appointment tomorrow. She needs bloodwork done for a life threatening infection in her organs - She's 14 and otherwise in good health, and I don't want her to suffer. Any donations would be appreciated.
( ID: A small, black cat, standing on a bench at a vets office. )
id : a rendered digital drawing of transfem stevie and transmasc eddie from the waist up in warm tones. she is holding his chin and the back of his head, her hands with long red nails, rings and fingerless red gloves with a heart shape opening. she's looking down at him, wearing red lipstick and highliner, a choker with a chain and a heart shaped clasp, and a satiny red bustier dress. eddie seems to be seated, looking lovingly up at her, and wearing a grey suit jacket, white shirt and red tie. red ribbons are making heart shapes around them./end id
finally a drawing im somewhat proud of don't come for me
good morning I nneed to take off my skin and re-insert my bones so they feel normal in there again. I need to replace the fluid in my skull it feels like it's cloudy in there. need to take out my individual teeth and clean them bad. and I need there to be no blood because that'd be a another mess