#no color I'm too eepy

[transscribepage]

I summon you to fulfill your oath:

Trick-or-Treat!

Sorry this took so long I was at work gjhjyrwkl I am an oathbreaker pls forgive

Halloween is a (mostly) Christian holiday- originally known as All Hallow's Eve, the day before the All Saint's Day Feast, the day was linked to mourning the souls of the lost thanks to its relation to the Fall season, which is linked with death due to lowering temperatures and dying plants. Soulcakes (a kind of cookie) were handed out to children.

Today, however, most of the religious connotation has been removed in favor of the macabre death and terror themes, with fun costumes and the handing out of sweets.

Christmas, however, was the opposite; it was not originally a Christian holiday, but became one through religious syncretism.

Ever wondered what yule means? It was a German Winter festival that got Christianized when all of Germany got Christianized.

A big man flying through the sky on a sled pulled by reindeer is, oddly, based upon Odin and the Nightly Hunts. Some tellings of the Nightly Hunts, where the spirits of dead hunters fly through the sky on horseback, might drop gold in your open windows as a present. Or kill you. Sources vary

Christmas was a conglomeration of several other Winter festivals being conglomerated as Christianity forced other religions to syncretize with them, because monotheism

Anyways. You get; trick? treat? both?

[indilaras]

it's mira loving hours <3

(you check the clock. all the numbers have been replaced with 'mira loving hours')

Aro and Ace colors bonuses:

[sofivicfest]

Who out there spending christmas drawing yaoi at 3 am

Don't ask me what this means because I have no idea, I was just feeling silly ig

[upsidedownsmore]

Tennotober 2024 Day 7: Kalymos

what a little stinker lol

Previous (Day 6: Bird 3) || Next (Day 8: Atomicycle)

my muses

[000marie198]

Sonic stop absorbing every kind of magical/wacky/mystical/unknown energy you come across challenge

[zaacoy]

That one dumb tweet has put this outfit that HE ONLY EVER APPEARS IN ONCE IN THE ENTIRE SHOW into the forefocus of my brain for like 3 days now so have this

[foundationsofdecay]

wheeeeee second bracelet's done! on to the third ^_^

[0509-brainrot]

...

.....eepy....

[dixidin]

Sixth day of cringetober (≧ x ≦)

If you repost this on another website, please give credit. Do not put my art in any ai or repost it as your own work. You are free to use this as a pfp as long as you credit. Any like or rebblog is greatly appreciated. Thanks for reading! -dixidin

[linabirb]

forgot to mention this. my classmates did the "us as christmas toys" thing and they assigned me tinsel because my clothes and hair are very colorful and at first i was like. okay this is very wholesome considering that i don't show up often and im not really close with anyone.

but then i thought. oh. oh okay they really called me gay without even calling me gay

[possum-fiend]

CHAT I ACTUALLY FINISHED :0

This took like way too long to finish, but it was fun and actually turned out kinda good?!?!? (for my art at least)

Anyways, hope y'all enjoy! For folks who may not have seen my previous post when this was unfinished, this was an AU where Wirt grows up to be like a HS English Teacher cause it just fits really well for him tbh (and I'm obsessed). I first got the AU idea from the fic "Will 'Cook' for Food" by @skimmingmilk and @sylwritesstuff (I thought it was a lot more popular of a headcanon like Writer!Dipper but alas it's only in like 3 fics).

so...yeah :p

TEXT UNDER THE CUT

**I typically go right to left then top to bottom like the Westerner I am

Top Left- Boxes:

Color Pallet (Title)

Skin and Hair (Sub Label)

Clothes (Sub Label)

Top Middle/Left- Full Body Wirt Doodle:

Homosexual Lookin' Ass

(/affectionate)

(/me too, king)

Expectation ->

Top Middle- Wirt stressed @ his desk

Reality ->

"How the hell do I turn a power point into a GOOGLE SLIDES!?!"

Top Right- Title Card

English Teacher AU

Top Right- Greg Doodle

Greg Cameo

Middle Left- Adult Dipper Doodle

"..."

Dipper.exe has stopped working

In my head, they are boyfriends or husbands

Middle Middle- Eepy Wirt

underpaid teacher-core

Middle Right- Dead Inside Wirt

me when the district won't fund the arts or classrooms but will drop a cool mil. on lawsuits to pray at meetings

Based on my childhood school district... in Southern Cali

[side bar as I'm making this alt text, no one I know uses the term "Cali", it's just So-Cal or California, but it didn't fit as nicely in that area. You didn't need to know that but I needed you to know that. I just hate that word for some reason.]

Bottom Left- Experienced, Older Wirt

"I'll wait"

Experienced Teacher (like 10 yrs (ish))

Bottom Middle/Right- Panicked, YA Wirt

"um-uh, please q-quiet *unintelligible whispers*"

1st year "fresh meat" Teacher

Bottom Right- just text

Empty Space :p

**If y'all have any concerns or advice on how to make my alt text better, please let me know. I'm trying to balance accessibility and my sanity, but I'm far more experienced in other realms of d.a. accessibility

[miyaagis]

 ெ˚❀ seen this angel? gojo satoru

the pile of bodies should be enough to have you screaming your lungs out. but that quickly becomes an afterthought because in front of you are the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen.

explicit content‐mdni. ₊˚⊹ ᰔ my bloody valentine!gojo, fem!reader, being under the influence (weed), oral (male receiving), tit fucking, fingering, implied murder, mentions of blood and dead bodies. not proof-read, excuse any typos and mistakes i'm eepy

word c. ₊˚⊹ ᰔ over 500 i think

kinktober m.list

"oh fuck– shit."

a giggle escaped you as your phone fell to the asphalt, crouching down to retrieve it and standing up abruptly, making your head spin.

the lightheadedness made you feel funny, the effects of the edible already on full force. it hadn't been too long since you escaped your friends and decided to go on a spontaneous walk, but as you struggled to put your phone back into your bag, you saw movement in front of you.

a man stood a few meters ahead, facing you.

he seemed tall and very muscular, his face hidden behind a gas mask and a pickaxe hanging lazily from his hand.

"nice costume." you flirted, clearly checking out his exposed torso and noticing the splotches of red paint, "blood, huh?"

your remark was purposely straightforward, not even caring if he noticed your eyes eating up his muscles before trailing down to his crotch, looking for a dick print.

"alone?" was all he said, taking slow steps towards you.

a cheeky grin appeared on your lips, "not for long."

he seemed to be amused at your boldness, his head turning left and right, as if searching for something before approaching you.

"you're hot." you tried again, and he finally chuckled, the sound muffled behind the mask. however, you caught a glimpse of his eyes behind the tinted glass.

the brief sight of them had you in awe, even if it was hard to tell their color behind the glass.

"I know a spot."

his outstretched hand called for yours, and against any rational judgment, you took it and allowed him to guide you away.

—

his bulge was pressed against your front, the harsh light making his frame loom darkly above you. gravel crunched under your feet, and you gasped as he squeezed your ass.

is this a construction site? you asked yourself while looking around, seeing tools thrown on the ground—axes and shovels mostly.

smoothly, he guided your hand to his erection, instantly making you forget about your surroundings and focus on him.

it didn't take long for you to have your fingers wrapped around him, stroking his hard length and getting small grunts from him in return. your eyes wouldn't leave the sight of his flushed tip, making you kneel and take it between your lips in a soft suckle.

the man's hands immediately went to your head, groaning louder once you began to tongue at his slit. however, as much as you wanted to suck him off, your mouth felt as if stuffed with cotton, not allowing you to produce enough spit.

so, after pondering the idea for less than a minute, you stopped your strokes on his length and peered up at him, your eyes glassy and bloodshot.

"wanna fuck my tits?"

the crude words made his dick twitch in your hand, more blood rushing down to his member while you bit your lip. without a word, his fingers tugged your top off your body, leaving your chest exposed to his gaze, soft skin contrasting beautifully against the lace of your bra.

smirking, you helped him glide his shaft between your breasts, squishing it under the middle part of your bra.

he groaned at the tight fit, his cock throbbing hotly as the snug grip of your bra and breasts kept him in place. he couldn't help but throw his head back as you pressed your breasts together, massaging his aching member.

"hnngh~ fuck..."

the sudden moan from him sent jolts of arousal through your body, making you squeeze harder, wanting to keep hearing his pretty sounds.

"your cock is so pretty," your teeth bit your bottom lip sensually while your eyes gleamed with lust.

"so I've been told."

he sounded cocky—way too cocky for your liking—which set your ego ablaze.

with slow strokes, you kept moving your breasts up and down, deciding to lean down and flick your tongue on his tip.

"do you have an ugly face then?" your tone was nonchalant, hoping to hit him where it hurts, "you still have the mask on."

his body tensed up, hips stilling before pulling his shaft from your chest.

"enough."

in a swift motion, he had you over his shoulder, lifting up your skirt and pushing your panties aside. his long fingers immediately went to your folds, spreading them and playing with your juices.

you barely had time to react, gasping as he slipped a finger inside after giving your pussy a slap.

"w-wait—"

another slap, this time on your ass cheek, had a fresh stream of arousal glossing your folds. he fingered you slow and deep, making sure to massage the soft flesh of your walls as he pushed in.

being thrown over his shoulder and high had your head spinning again, blood rushing to your brain. through your unfocused gaze, you noticed a dark puddle of water—only that it seemed thicker than actual water.

slowly, your gaze followed the trace back towards its source, landing on a body. several bodies.

"what the h–"

the world spun again for you as you were laid on your back against a mound of gravel, his mask gone, and blue eyes staring intensely at you.

automatically, your hands went to his face, gazes focused on one another as he grasped his shaft and nudged your entrance with his tip.

"eyes on me, 'kay baby?" he saw you nod and a handsome smirk graced his features. "good girl."

when did an angel come down to fuck you?

the disturbing sight of the pile of bodies just a few meters behind you was easily forgotten as he sunk his cock inside your plush walls.

it could wait.

[b1asho]

Some muttreazik again, this time specific characters I've had in mind. This is an old drawing (one instance of out of date eye color lore old...), I'd love to draw them again but erm finals. Questions comments concerns???

I'm too eepy to really write a lot but :

Randy is the brown-furred guy, he fills the dad role in their farm fam. Tank-born from a human host, strong, but has trouble walking in either bi/quad for too long and has to switch frequently.

Esmerelda (Es) is the long eared lady (also human born). City slicker turned nature-enjoyer. Enjoys 'old world' dresses (but has to modify them for her tail sometimes)

Vera is an old bat lady; you can tell from her very animalistic appearance that she was definitely not tank-born. She's also most likely from the West, where muttreazik get a bit more wild. Likely still born from a human due to her size, what animal shes mixed with, and her ntelligence (also the fact that her batty features don't really line up too well with any one existing bat species)

!!! Her eyes shouldnt be yellow, this was made before i nailed down those color differentiations in mutreazik eyes!!!!!!!! Anyway, their young ward Juliana (Julie) is also a stray, who got stuck with fused hooves instead of hands and a sheep-ish muzzle from her host mother. As i mentioned in the muttreazik ref, it's very uncommon for intelligent muttrazik to be born from animals for the same reason why it'd be hard for us to genetically engineer our own sophont (there's not much for them to work with and a lot of the time theyre just copying whats already there) but it does happen due to muttreazik's unique brain layout allowing them to get around some brain-size rules and Just Make It Happen. They die a lot in the wild because of high rejection rates from the mother and their overall biology making it hard for them to keep up/thrive like their natural kin. Julie is one such case, thankfully found before a coyote got her or something. She's got a claw to help her grab stuff and write more easily.

They also have an intelligent livestock guardian dog, Doug. He's has rudimentary speech abilities (comparable to a parrot) but exceptional barking abilities.

[mihii-i]

Helloooooo I'm not the Acheron anon but I'm probably just as down bad as the both of you she's literally everything to me and I absolutely love the way you've been writing her so I'm dragging my down-bad self to your box to ask for more crumbs 🥺

If it's not too much trouble can I request a one-shot with vampire Acheron? I've had thoughts about her white-haired emanator form (I mean have u seen her stance in the character info menu when in the ult IT'S SO GOOD AHHHHH) and I just feel like she'd be a very convincing vampire in that form. Can be sfw or nsfw I'll leave the decision up to the chef ;)

Sorry this isn't super concrete or anything it's my first time sending an ask but I couldn't help myself... Next time I crawl back into your ask box I'll try and give u more to work with I promise 😅

trepidation.

Pairings: acheron x fem!reader

CW: sfw, female reader, vampire au, vamp acheron my beloved, suggestive, blood, yummy, slight horror scary oooooo, it’s ok yall will be fine it’s just acheron being weird, I WROTE THIS AT 2 AM and I’m too eepy rn, I’m scared it didn’t turn out good, fluffy yay, not proofread.

A/N: i love all the other acheron lovers here yall are amazing ALSO I AGREE ON THE WHITE HAIR FORM PART IT LEGIT REMINDED ME OF A VAMPIRE and off topic but yall should’ve seen me when I was first pulling for her when she came out back then I was PRAYING like someone pull me off the fucking ceiling atp 🕯️

Blurry sights of the dim candlelight filled your vision as you blinked opened your eyes, your entire body limp and splayed out on the mattress. Each deep breath made your chest rise and fall rhythmically, scanning the room for any oddities present. A sudden sense of uneasiness washed over you upon remembering where you were, hands scrambling to your throat and brushing your fingers along your skin to find any traces of a bite.

A relived sigh blew from your lips upon failing to find any sign of the woman you were currently living with potentially sipping your throat as if it was a hearty snack. Acheron never drank any blood from you, nor had she even attempted. She’d usually cocoon herself in a random spot within the manor whenever hunger overtook her, attempting to control herself as shivers racked her body each time. It wasn’t the most pleasant sight to say the least. You found yourself engulfed with a sense of alarm each time you saw one of Acheron’s unnerving reactions.

The way her blood red eyes drilled into you made your pulse nearly cease from pure terror, stomach nearly dropping as your chest tightened in those moments. However, Acheron never mauled you like your internal self told you she would. Your thoughts exaggerated a bit, sure. But a vampire allowing you to live with her without anything in return couldn’t help but raise a few suspicions within you, she surely wanted your blood, right?

You were still a bit wobbly in your movements when you rose to your feet, heavy lidded eyes blinking groggily as you shouldered the heavy red curtains to the side. Faint rays of the orange light diffused into your room, giving view to the small cemetery garden located right below the large mansion. The solid stone tombs stuck out of the ground firmly, piles of soil scattered at the foot of the gravestones. You couldn’t help but think to yourself at the halfwitted thought process that could’ve gone into placing a cemetery garden right next to a vampire’s residence, also striking in the possibility that Acheron could’ve been the reason for half of the tombs in there.

The thick crimson curtains barely allowed any light to pass through, their deepened color bearing an uncanny resemblance to blood. Still a bit uncoordinated, you decided to pace around your room in circles to recollect yourself, bare feet thudding against the spruce flooring.

“You’re awake.”

The sudden low voice struck your body upright, slowly turning around to be met with Acheron’s piercing eyes. You rubbed your elbow bashfully as your chest tightened once more, feeling a sense of clawing fear once more within you. You couldn’t help it, she was terrifying. Every time she’d walk up behind you or toward you, even with good intentions, your heart felt like threads had wrapped around the beating muscle, and tugged outward to bury the threads within it.

“Sorry if I startled you.” Acheron replied coldly, seemingly being able to sense your fear. You let out a pathetic cough in response, attempting to cover up your initial trepidation. “Right- ah..don’t worry about it, Acheron. I’m just a little tired.”

Nodding, Acheron rolled her shoulders back as a stretch before turning away from you. You tilted your head at her avoidant behavior, the evident ominous feeling lingering in the air. She had always been the quiet type, yet something seemed…off. Shrugging, you shouldered past Acheron silently, keeping your gaze locked onto the ground or the ceiling—anything but her.

Your muscles tensed upon feeling her skin graze yours, puzzled at the odd feeling. It was warm, yet cold at the same time. The specks of vermillion cracking up her arms and seeping down the collar of her neck felt different from her bare skin. Yet the strangest thing was, she had tensed up as well as you brushed your shoulder against hers, as if she feared you just as much as you feared her. However, that couldn’t be the case.

After heading to the first floor of the manor, you couldn’t help but pick up on the thick ominous atmosphere clouding the entire place. The housekeepers themselves were shaken up too, all disheveled as if they hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep the previous night. A heavy feeling seemed to weigh down your body, as a sense of caution rang within your head. It was as if gravity had tripled, yet the day didn’t seem off, just normal like usual.

You mulled over all the possibilities as to why such an unsettling tension plagued the entire space, not being able to think of even one. That was until the faint sound of ragged breaths grew louder and louder, each breath increasing in volume than the last. The noises formed a disturbing bitterness piling up inside your throat, making you recoil physically as you heard how strained and guttural each cycle of inhales and exhales were. No doubt, it was probably Acheron.

Swallowing back your fear, you headed up the stairs slowly, time nearly stopping as your breath hitched with each anticipated step. You felt like a large, heavy stone was resting within your stomach as you stood before the door, a sliver of dim light peeking through the slight opening. Acheron’s huddled form made you feel all the more worried, brows furrowing and wrinkling up your face as you saw her body twitch occasionally.

Her white hair draped down her back and over her shoulders as her back hunched over, nails digging into her own arms as she hissed in pained intake of air through her fangs. You gently creaked the door open, making her jerk in response, but still facing away from you. Although you were afraid of Acheron, it hurt to see her like this, in pain and keeping to herself.

“Acheron..?”

You began in a hushed voice as to not startle her, reaching a hand out carefully. She was quick to snap her head around, fingers nearly bruising her hugged arms. You drew your hand back to your chest as it seemed to instinctively repel from Acheron’s bloodthirsty gaze. Her hand was pressed against her mouth as she squeezed her eyes shut. It almost seemed like…she was in pain? Surges of pity for this poor woman’s famished state began to race through your mind.

“Sorry.” She croaked out hoarsely, trying to keep her voice indifferent yet evidently failing. You felt your heart almost burn at the sting of guilt you felt when she apologized, wanting to take her in your arms and hold her tight. You felt like you were in love with her all over again-

Wait, love?

You feared her, why was your brain suddenly spewing nonsense claiming to be in love with her?

No. That wasn’t it.

The reason you’d avoided Acheron was due to the way you couldn’t properly articulate your feelings to her. How you wanted to grow closer to this alluring woman and caress her cheek, whispering into her ear tenderly. How you wanted her fangs to dig into your throat and swallow each drop of your blood carefully like a divine meal she’d be honored to consume. Fear was just a mask used to avoid the fact that you’d fallen in love with someone your kind would’ve killed in an instant. Someone who your parents had always told you to beware of.

You quickly circled your arms around Acheron, squeezing her as you leaned into her back. Her expression softened, her breathing still heavy, yet seemingly calming down at your touch.

“(Name)…?”

“Hungry?”

She nodded at your upfront question visibly ashamed and embarrassed. You only pulled her to your chest, pale strands tickling your face as you buried your face into her silky hair. Acheron rested her hand atop yours which was encircled around her stomach, shaky sighs pushing past her parted lips periodically. Your thumb massaged soothing circles against her skin, eyes gently closed as you pressed a kiss to the shell of her ear.

“It’s alright. I’m here.”

Her eyelids drooped in comfort as she felt warmth course through her veins, her breathing still echoed throughout the manor, yet it seemed to calmed down quite a bit. Acheron slowly began to regain some semblance of calmness, her heavy lidded eyes locking up onto you from below. You simply flashed her a soft smile, finding it useless to hide any longer as you pulled her to your chest.

And it didn’t take long for you to unbutton your collar, tilting your neck to the side.

A/N: IM SORRY IF THE PLOT WAS TOO SUDDEN I NEED HER SO BADLY RN IM GONNA GO BUY AN ACHERON PLUSHIE ATP AND ITS SUPER LAYE SND IM SLEEPY IM SORRY 💔

I promise my next work will be better

I hate how this turned out

[altercrafting]

welcome, players, to altercrafting ! A radqueer and para friendly alter pack request blog for strictly mcyt sources. This blog is run by three mods, Mod Scott 🫀📿 , Mod Packet 🐛💌 , and Mod Clownpierce🎪🃏. The three of them serve different sources, which will be listed below in their intros!

general rules of the blog / requesting

Mods are allowed to deny and/or delete requests for any reason!

Both mods have different looking templates, please keep that in mind! Mod Packet looks similar to @/alterpack-drivethru for reference!

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DNI if you're anti radqueer, antiship / pro harassment / pro censorship, anti endo, anti transIDs & good faith ids. Follow your own DNI! Hate will be deleted and blocked.

When requesting multiple alters in a pack, know that it will take longer. Especially if it's a subsys / sys starter pack :]

Unspecified links will be deleted. If you send an ask/submission with a link, you better detail it! Or it's being deleted.

Rules will update if needed. Check regularly.

Mod Scott : 🫀📿

Scott Smajor - he/hue/hell/rots/gores/guts

sources ill do rqs for : dsmp, ausmp¹, hermitcraft (especially s9 - 10), empires smp (especially s2), life series, witchcraft smp, team crafted, main channel yogscast + some yogscast duncan.

bold sources I'm most familiar with! sometimes, my memory is rusty, and I may get things wrong sometimes. :(

¹ I'm most familiar with my source when it comes to AUSMP.

i can also add on pk content if asked. Packs will take longer. But I am willing to do stuff such as: pk banners, pk colors, (simple) pk descs, (simple) pk display names, and proxies.

I'll also do (limted to blorbos) ; moodboards / outfit boards, pfp mask edits (taking a faceclaim and putting it on an overlay), simple rentry frame edit.

Extra stuff may or may not be completed. It's dependent on spoons. :]

blorbo list: philza, wilbur soot, technoblade, tubbo, schlatt, quackity, tommyinnit, scott smajor, tangotek, jimmy solidarity, skydoesminecraft, deadlox, xephos, lalnable, setosorcerer

Mod Packet : 🐛💌

HI!!! I'm mod packet :3 you may know me from @alterpack-drivethru !!! I work there too!!! We use it/its collectively, but most neos work too! I'm a busy busy bee, but I love making alter packs! I am most knowledgeable in:

DSMP

QSMP

Hermitcraft (+ life series)

YHS (I have a. Personal rewrite happening in our head)

30daySMP

Scu/slimecicle cenimatic universe

OSMP

Witchcraft smp

New Life SMP

Empires s1 & s2

SDMP

HIGHCRAFT (I LOGVE HIGHCRAFT)

Tangos Create Series

TEAM CRAFTED !!!

EPIC SMP

I generally do similar extra add-ons as Scott does, but i dont take request for them. I may do some with request, but generally its whenever we want to. There's no guarantee that it'll get done or won't take a large amount of time. No blorbo list, i am too eepy to think of them. Thank u for reading!

Mod Clownpierce : 🎪🃏

Hello, I’m mod Clownpierce. You may know me from @clownp1ercer or our other alter blogs! We use He/Jester collectively, or they/them works too. We love making alterpacks, but currently our main focus is lifesteal alterpacks! Our knowledge is in (♥️ favs, 🗡️ knowledge in but less likely to make packs from) :

♥️ Lifesteal SMP (all seasons), Outcasts SMP, Kaboodle SMP, Unstable Universe, 100 days series (Legundo, SB, NiftySmith, etc), Sam Gladiators YHS, Aphmau (PDH, MyStreet and Diaries)

🗡️ DSMP, QSMP, Life Series, Hermitcraft, EVO SMP, OSMP

No blorbo list just know im literally clownpierce irl :o)

[timekiller024]

Day 24

ALRIGHT, I finished drawing this Siffrin. Sorry for missing yesterday's upload, I got busy with other stuff and then it got really late and I got a little eepy. ;-;

Anyway, for this drawing I didn't do any dithering because I did some research on it, and it seems like dithering is just a way to create middle dark colors without expanding your color count, which isn't really useful to me since I'm only using about 5 colors max.

Regardless, I still kinda liked the way dithering looked on my other drawing, so I might do it again in the future. For this drawing, since it's supposed to be a bit more somber, I thought having more solids shading would look better, but please let me know what you guys prefer.

You know what, as I'm writing this I'm thinking of a way I could improve this drawing even more, so I might work on it a little bit more later and show the updated version along with whatever progress I make with the next colorful Siffrin.

But as for this drawing, I like how it's looking so far. I think the colors I chose are kinda nice, and the changes I made to the original reference don't look too out of place, I think. Obviously I made everything into shades of blue, and I added rain to the scene, and I made Siffrin look more pensive than he did in the original image, but there are still a few smaller changes I did that might not be as noticeable, but I think they improve the drawing, somewhat anyway.

That's enough yapping outta me for now. I'll see ya'll later with today's actually drawing once I get it done. Bye.

EDIT: Also, as an aside, it seems like whenever I post these drawing, I get default pfp bots with nothing on their blogs asking for commissions. I'm honestly a little curious what the point of these bots are, but so far I've just been pretending to be an A.I. language model and messing with them, before reporting them when I get bored. This has nothing to do with anything, I just wanted to share.