Okay, I've been trying to keep things under wraps- at least until I got to finish a handful of commissions, but the family business hasn't been doing the greatest lately.
In fact, we're very much on the reds right about now because of it, our funds are so low we're not gonna make it past the next day if I don't take comms immediately.
So I'm opening some slots again for the freeform full-body painted ones like these, they're available for 100$. Furry, simple robot designs, humans; I'll do 'em, so long as it's not hateful/offensive/too complex.
Please help. I am genuinely nervous about our situation.
Hey, don't cry. Little snail, ok?
"Bleed the Sky"
The sky bursts open,
not gently,
not softly,
but like a body breaking,
like something holding on for too long
finally letting go.
The first drop hits—
hot asphalt hisses,
dust rises like ghosts startled awake,
and the earth opens her mouth
like she’s starving.
There’s no beauty here.
No poetry.
Just the raw writhing of water finding cracks,
finding hunger,
finding every place that aches or crumbles or waits.
The rain doesn’t ask permission.
It doesn’t care where it falls—
forest, rooftop, desert, skin.
It pounds against leaves as if to punish them
for turning their faces away,
fills the throats of rivers
until they choke on their own rushing,
slides down windowpanes like tears
too heavy to hold back.
And it keeps going.
There is no tenderness in this.
This is not about grace.
This is about gravity and surrender,
the weight of billions of tiny impacts
stripping the world bare.
And something in you loosens—
against your will,
unraveling in the rhythm,
in the relentless pounding that reminds you of your own breaking,
of the times you couldn’t stop falling.
You stand there,
letting it hit you,
letting it drench everything you thought was safe.
Maybe this is what healing feels like:
not silent, not soft,
not clean.
But messy.
Wet hands in the dirt,
skin soaked,
blurry vision as everything spills.
The rain knows.
It always knows.
It comes to destroy,
and in the destruction
it leaves something you didn’t know you were—
raw, gasping,
and growing.
There's this ongoing thing of turning Jax into an actual bunny as a sort of punishment! However it took me some time to actually participate, until my dear friends Snow and Gen started drawing an entire comic of them! I truly loved it ❤️
I added a personal twist to it by making it a "princess and the frog" story tehe~
Credits: @snowthedemonfox and @gen-toon
artfight 2024!
some 3d rain world art slugcat is NOT supposed to be messing around in there
This technically isn’t an obscure characters only I like, but maybe you’d be fine drawing him anyways?
His name is Rodger, and he’s from dandy’s world (one of the fandoms im fixating on now)
Ooh I've been meaning to draw this dude
Here ya go (With child. No refunds)
In hindsight, you probably shouldnt let a mule tend your garden. They'll eat all the good stuff and spend most of the time cloudgazing.
Random bird ocs I thought of
Minor TW: Gore
I imagine the DD’s get a little overstimulated in their new enclosure
I don't post very often, on account of my terrible sleep schedule - Sorry!
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