Ms. Lilyyy Chen has arrived in this house!
She's one of my fav characters and I always wanted to draw her so here is my interpretation of her for spoopy month!
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“There’s a boundary that I can’t cross between us. I’ll remove it immediately.”
A long while ago I once wrote a role reversal s0 fic where these two’s positions were reversed — where Yami was Sugoroku’s distant-relative-turned-grandson, and Yuugi was a spirit who could control destructive, absolute light instead of darkness (this was before I knew abt GX)
This was a scene I never got to write, but it stuck on my head for a long while. With such ominous words, only good things could’ve been happening here :)
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Halloween Collab!!!
with @cakesmelons!!!
they did Ebon and I did Leche~
@prylc @akitagure
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"MY FRIEND, I'VE GIVEN YOU YOUR EYE BACK AT LEAST EIGHT TIMES.
AND EVERY TIME IT FUNCTIONS NORMALLY UNTIL HALLOWEEN NIGHT. AT WHICH POINT IT GROWS BATWINGS AND ATTACKS US.
WE'VE FOUGHT A GIANT YOUR EYE, A DRACULA YOUR EYE, A BRAIN-IN-A-JAR YOUR EYE, A KNIFE-WIELDING VENTRILOQUIST DUMMY YOUR EYE!!"
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Hi @lieutenant-sarcastic! I was your secret santa for the @fmasecretsanta! I decided to draw you a cute holiday Edwin piece. I hope they fill your heart with joy :D
Happy Holidays, and may you have a wonderful new year :D
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Hey, I'm live! I am immune to fear! Playing Bendy 2: The Dark Revival!
https://www.twitch.tv/eret
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Apartment Gothic
Your apartment building is rather small. There are only 3 aboveground floors. The inside has 5.
There is constant barking from the dog in the apartment to your left. The TV is blaring during the day and at night, arguments between the married couple. That apartment has been cordoned off for weeks since the fire.
The smell of burning, acrid air comes through the vents when the heat is turned on. You swear you can hear screams.
The maintenance people never show up when you call. But you always find things fixed, with a polite, hand written note about it. The leaky sink, the broken outlet, your car's radiator, your wrist after that accident, your boss's attitude at work, your divorce...
You've only been in the lease office once. You don't remember it. You only know that you woke up holding the lease and it was signed in your handwriting.
There is supposedly a pool on the apartment grounds. You've never seen it. In the summer evenings, you can hear splashing and laughter from outside.
A neighbor is obsessed about the infestation in his apartment. He bangs on your door, yelling about it, asking for help. You hear the scrabbling of little legs, the way his voice is made up of millions. You don't even dare look through the peephole.
You've learned to use the rear exit from your building. The front one isn't right. Never again.
The attic is full of boxes of your old possessions, memories stored away, carefully preserved against dust and damage. Your apartment is on the lowest floor.
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