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Witches Abroad!

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In fact, I can already show you the front side of several books. I'll be able to show you the rest soon!

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five covers in half a year (I've actually already drawn all covers for Tiffany, but the publisher hasn't announced them yet), pretty productive

I'll continue drawing witches in the fall

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LMFAOOOO the kind of kinktober happening on twt…

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Any game can be a time loop game if you’re bad enough at it

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eevee is like a prey animal to me

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“Jergal?” The rat turned to look at him, taken aback. “It was Withers who brought me back.” Raphael blinked. Opened his mouth. Closed it. Reached up to rub his forehead.  They cannot be this stupid, surely.  “You are aware, I am sure,” he finally said, “that Withers was not his name? That was Jergal you had in your camp all along - you were aware of that, weren’t you?” The rat stared. “... The Scribe of the Dead. The Bleak Seneschal.” And stared. “You had the Lord of the End of Everything in your camp and you didn’t know ?” A scowl, arms crossing defensively. “He refused to tell-- how was I supposed to know?”

Hell to Pay, Chapter 4 by @pengychan

I needed a break from thinking yesterday so I colored a doodle from when I was trying to figure out how to draw Raphael and Durge. The yare both so angular, in totally different ways.

A small smattering of other sketchios:

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Snagged this clip of my rabies and raccoon education panel from Strange Aeon’s new video 🥺

Do you feel educated?

Captions: “Some raccoons are gay because that’s the way god made them. Not sure which god. Dionysus probably.”

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The best photo I took at Dashcon 2

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“Jergal?” The rat turned to look at him, taken aback. “It was Withers who brought me back.” Raphael blinked. Opened his mouth. Closed it. Reached up to rub his forehead.  They cannot be this stupid, surely.  “You are aware, I am sure,” he finally said, “that Withers was not his name? That was Jergal you had in your camp all along - you were aware of that, weren’t you?” The rat stared. “... The Scribe of the Dead. The Bleak Seneschal.” And stared. “You had the Lord of the End of Everything in your camp and you didn’t know ?” A scowl, arms crossing defensively. “He refused to tell-- how was I supposed to know?”

Hell to Pay, Chapter 4 by @pengychan

I needed a break from thinking yesterday so I colored a doodle from when I was trying to figure out how to draw Raphael and Durge. The yare both so angular, in totally different ways.

A small smattering of other sketchios:

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pokejournal xy #5 - cyllage city 🌊

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I disagree but I also don't respect your opinion

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fellas is it just me or has job hunting gotten worse

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(pressed up against mirror) you're CUTE. you're NORMAL. you FEEL THINGS LIKE A PERSON DOES. you can PRESS [Shift] TO DASH