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We're getting somewhere.
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We're getting somewhere.
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A gift for @iniquity559.bsky.social of his girl Mortisus
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A gift for @iniquity559.bsky.social of his girl Mortisus
Practicing my landscapes.
May 24, 2025 at 7:19 PM
Practicing my landscapes.
The Third Emissary was the most profane and earthly of them all. Divorced from its celestial pedigree and delighted to writhe amongst lesser creatures in the cloying filth of this broken world.
May 16, 2025 at 7:23 PM
The Third Emissary was the most profane and earthly of them all. Divorced from its celestial pedigree and delighted to writhe amongst lesser creatures in the cloying filth of this broken world.
The ride never ends x.x
April 14, 2025 at 3:02 AM
The ride never ends x.x
This is the most absurdly detailed lineart I've ever done so far.
April 13, 2025 at 3:36 PM
This is the most absurdly detailed lineart I've ever done so far.
April 12, 2025 at 5:45 PM
Angustia, the First Celestial Emissary.
Enemies unto lovers unto family. Your God is our God. Your tribe is our tribe. Let us flense our sky kissed pelts and your tanned skin. We will burn our differences away until nothing remains but a pure whole, a colossus of light and gold.
A new age dawns.
Enemies unto lovers unto family. Your God is our God. Your tribe is our tribe. Let us flense our sky kissed pelts and your tanned skin. We will burn our differences away until nothing remains but a pure whole, a colossus of light and gold.
A new age dawns.
April 5, 2025 at 9:39 PM
Angustia, the First Celestial Emissary.
Enemies unto lovers unto family. Your God is our God. Your tribe is our tribe. Let us flense our sky kissed pelts and your tanned skin. We will burn our differences away until nothing remains but a pure whole, a colossus of light and gold.
A new age dawns.
Enemies unto lovers unto family. Your God is our God. Your tribe is our tribe. Let us flense our sky kissed pelts and your tanned skin. We will burn our differences away until nothing remains but a pure whole, a colossus of light and gold.
A new age dawns.
Madre María, the Second Celestial Emissary.
All things yearn for conjunction, to return to a state of primordial unity. Thus did the two tribes conjugate their bodies to each other in every way biology permitted. Sun kissed skin and blue pelts in a writhing dance. A marriage finally consummated.
All things yearn for conjunction, to return to a state of primordial unity. Thus did the two tribes conjugate their bodies to each other in every way biology permitted. Sun kissed skin and blue pelts in a writhing dance. A marriage finally consummated.
April 5, 2025 at 9:07 PM
Madre María, the Second Celestial Emissary.
All things yearn for conjunction, to return to a state of primordial unity. Thus did the two tribes conjugate their bodies to each other in every way biology permitted. Sun kissed skin and blue pelts in a writhing dance. A marriage finally consummated.
All things yearn for conjunction, to return to a state of primordial unity. Thus did the two tribes conjugate their bodies to each other in every way biology permitted. Sun kissed skin and blue pelts in a writhing dance. A marriage finally consummated.
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