PastelGrays.bsky.social
@pastelgrays.bsky.social
"If you gaze too long into the abyssy, the abyssy gazes also into you"
Ttrpg fan, artists, and designer from Michigan.
Ttrpg fan, artists, and designer from Michigan.
Some art that probably wont be in this upcoming project.
November 20, 2025 at 2:26 PM
Some art that probably wont be in this upcoming project.
Vindication! It was I who was foreseen by the lords glorious plans! Onward! Diagonally!
November 19, 2025 at 1:55 PM
Vindication! It was I who was foreseen by the lords glorious plans! Onward! Diagonally!
My wife held still for just long enough
November 15, 2025 at 7:43 PM
My wife held still for just long enough
No canopics?
November 15, 2025 at 2:22 PM
No canopics?
QRP with your flower art🌼
November 14, 2025 at 5:47 PM
QRP with your flower art🌼
A guard from the Dank Royal tin fortress. These gremlins reclaimed their base of operations from nature only to find the bounty of confections they were promised had been mysteriously replaced with sewing tack.
This unseel court reacts violently to those they believe responsible for the sugary theft
This unseel court reacts violently to those they believe responsible for the sugary theft
November 14, 2025 at 1:38 PM
A guard from the Dank Royal tin fortress. These gremlins reclaimed their base of operations from nature only to find the bounty of confections they were promised had been mysteriously replaced with sewing tack.
This unseel court reacts violently to those they believe responsible for the sugary theft
This unseel court reacts violently to those they believe responsible for the sugary theft
Your comrades who returned from the alchemists expedition say they encountered only a single rogue ant far from its colony. It fled after being wounded. When we returned he was prepared for us.
November 11, 2025 at 1:26 PM
Your comrades who returned from the alchemists expedition say they encountered only a single rogue ant far from its colony. It fled after being wounded. When we returned he was prepared for us.
My art / My inspiration
November 10, 2025 at 3:15 PM
My art / My inspiration
An old pillory marks the outskirts of a gnomish town called Hosewater. There are signs of a great drought which are still apparent in this place and this one says "there are no more authorities here"
November 10, 2025 at 3:06 PM
An old pillory marks the outskirts of a gnomish town called Hosewater. There are signs of a great drought which are still apparent in this place and this one says "there are no more authorities here"
Pulling some older gnome sketches out
November 9, 2025 at 4:08 PM
Pulling some older gnome sketches out
I cannot WAIT to see this ballroom.
October 24, 2025 at 5:38 PM
I cannot WAIT to see this ballroom.
I feel like I need to redraw one of these guys.
October 15, 2025 at 5:07 PM
I feel like I need to redraw one of these guys.
World Nibbler Chaos Marnie Labubu.
Fuzz for the fuzz god!
Fuzz for the fuzz god!
September 18, 2025 at 1:23 PM
World Nibbler Chaos Marnie Labubu.
Fuzz for the fuzz god!
Fuzz for the fuzz god!
If you see this, post a knight!
September 13, 2025 at 12:04 PM
If you see this, post a knight!
A penitent pollen keeper is sworn to a hive; hiding their identities until their life debt is paid. Each mortal threat they face for the hive becomes a chance at either redemption or absolution in the hidden eyes of their peers.
August 25, 2025 at 1:34 PM
A penitent pollen keeper is sworn to a hive; hiding their identities until their life debt is paid. Each mortal threat they face for the hive becomes a chance at either redemption or absolution in the hidden eyes of their peers.
Suffering taught us nothing but to accept pain as a part of life that will only be remedied by death and not growth
August 11, 2025 at 4:39 PM
Suffering taught us nothing but to accept pain as a part of life that will only be remedied by death and not growth
How long since you dreamt last and let slip your minds eye to wander, poking inquisitively through the darkness below? Without heed of the danger you pose to those that dwell here. Becoming lost in the woodwork is a simple thing. Staying lost takes commitment to delusions beyond your waking mind.
August 9, 2025 at 6:26 PM
How long since you dreamt last and let slip your minds eye to wander, poking inquisitively through the darkness below? Without heed of the danger you pose to those that dwell here. Becoming lost in the woodwork is a simple thing. Staying lost takes commitment to delusions beyond your waking mind.