My Totem Animal

Hannicat zoomies literally just:

Begging for more bauhauzzo headcanons … or huzzle mug……. The ascension hc’s were really, really peak head in hands

what about a headcanon about both? *If * we can believe the Bizzyboys, Buzzhuzz had a lot of strict laws in the past, and while you can interpret as from being before Bauzzie ascended, I like to think it was laws that were made with good intention based off of what he's witnessed over the years to protect his people unaware he was choking them.

Huzzle mug was the person to go out and "set him straight", tired of being stifled by a god it assumed was a major ass, only to find the god's reaction being very very sorrowful he was hurting the inhabitants of Buzzhuzz.

This where the relationship between Bauzzie and Huzzle started, and how Huzzle earned the title of "the god of Innovation", Huzzle helped him make Buzzhuzz the way it was now and helped reinforce the important ties between art and history to the god. It was THE pioneer the town AND the good needed! Bonus Huzzle image cuz it deserves art on this post too.

my favorite cunty Lamp <3

I GOT A TIK-TOK

now I'm going to post my cosplays there on SCP-035, don't miss it~

Grujaja turned out to be a surprise favourite from GGG for me... Rarely do I see characters that are both anxious and angry at once, self projecting hard onto that guy /hj

Some more ENA Dream BBQ shenanigans before I eventually go back to drawing Transformers 🫡

Animatic arts

Sooooo-

I took my universe "Unmasked" seriously, and thought of the idea with the view of Edward (scp-049)

I will attach the reference lists at the end of the post about Magpies and Crows. (warning: there is artistic nudity in the drawings)

Also, you can share your thoughts in the comments, like or reblog, it will be interesting for me to read your comments and see your reaction, whether I post such posts or not

There are two sub-races in Edward's race: Magpies and Crows

Magpies

(Example: a man drawn from memory from the drawings of object 049)

CROWS

(Example: Edward Haselhurst, currently referred to as object 049)

Magpies are long-lived, but they do not have a very long life span like Crows, about 500-700 years.

Magpies in the Middle Ages were kept as pets with whom you can talk (if they had at least a little brain present). Peoples were not afraid of them, and they were seen as just cute little animals. They were semi-wild, and had smaller sizes, and the color was not completely black, but black with white stripes

Crows are long-lived++, if Magpies still have a life limit, about 500-700 years, then Crows can live from 6000 to 7000 years(The average value is taken).

Their peculiarity is also included in the fact that they can accumulate useful substances for the body in order to spend them correctly in the future if some critical situation happens where they will have to not eat for a long time. Edward abuses it, alas, because he literally won't eat because he works or something like that. Sometimes he does it just because he doesn't see the point. They can also "overeat", literally. After a few days of hunger strike, for about a week, they need to eat at least something so that their body does not begin to self-destruct. Edward carries useful herbs and dried fruits for this, so yes, sometimes he can be found at the table sucking on a dried tangerine slice or prunes.

Also, crows do not necessarily need sleep, they can stay awake for about three days, after which they will begin to feel tired. That is, yes, they will be awake for three days, and then they will feel tired if they do not sleep for at least 8 hours.

Crows were taken as pupils or children, because they were distinguished by a good mind, memory and obedience, but mostly they were bullied because they were "dangerous", but the most desperate were taken as pupils and children, as happened with Edward and Father Gabriel (I'll tell you about him later, just for reference I will say that he is a church minister)

The danger of "crows" manifested itself only when they were frightened or tried to attack.

Edward is anxious, and he is in this state almost always, because he has lived a fairly long life and remembers some moments well, especially when he is focused on something or thinking (and he does this often). When he is relaxed or in quiet company, his skin is not dangerous.

And a little bit about the "pestilence"

As I said a long time ago, the craze is about "bad people", that is, those who have a dirty soul. But here it's a little different, I decided to rewrite this moment, but I left the main idea the same.

Pestilence - is a state when Edward experiences uncontrollable fear next to some person, that is, in this way he killed his observer, because he began to raise his voice at him and accuse him, and people who "radiate an unpleasant aura" (yes, he feels the human aura well).

A small note, Edward forgot exactly what he called a pestilence, and because of the moment with Alagadda, where almost all people/creatures radiated a rather vile aura, he called it a disease. + because of the knowledge about necromancy that he received from there, he decided that he would "heal" people from the pestilence, that is, literally make their soul become pure. It is logical that after death the soul goes to another world, and Edward does not feel an unpleasant aura, because it literally does not exist.

In the most fucked-up situations, like shootouts, violation of conditions of detention by objects, he enters Berserk mode and kills everyone who radiates a "bad aura". If under normal conditions he can control himself and restrain himself, then in the "Berserker" mode, that is, unconscious mode, he can kill not only enemies, but also associates, so when something like this happens, and Edward may have such a breakdown, he is locked in a rather cozy chamber with noise insulation, and they leave him there until the foundation deals with the whole situation.

ㅤ ㅤ Scene one.

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ A "cozy" house

The moonlit evening slowly turned into a dark night. The doctor was talking to his friend, drinking from a glass of blood-red liquid, sometimes laughing and nodding at his friend's phrases. Strange taste... The doctor did not pay attention to anything and leaned back on the sofa. Not only was he able to relax for the first time in such a long time, but also in pleasant company. No matter how it is. The doctor looked up at Polonoi. His eyes glowed with a menacing violet light, and his gaze was... Uncharacteristically strange for him

- I feel sleepy...

- no wonder, doctor. You don't know how to drink at all!

- but I...

He looked down at the floor, trying to come to his senses. His head was buzzing, sounds began to be muffled by a strange deafness, and objects literally blurred in his eyes.

-...Dyo. I can spot sleeping pills anywhere... aren't you...

Polonoi watched the doctor's mind go blank, throwing his leg up on the couch. The doctor held the bridge of his nose, massaging it. He looked lethargic, almost lifeless. Dio smiled and said only one thing

– see you in the morning, Doctor...

Human AU

Help them, Doctor

Help me, Doctor