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New oc time! :D
His name is Deimos! He is a businessman with a high salary. Currently he is dating his high-school bestfriend, a vampire that lead the rebellion, Marcell (My friend's oc)! He had a very troubled past, but he climbed out of the dark place in his life through hard work and dedication.
I found a sketch from 2018 and I decided to give it some life. It took me a while to make the design kinda likeable :) I will draw his full body soon UvU
"Come on Duras. Look at the camera!~"
I finally gave this pink boy a name! It's Duras! :D
He is a sweetheart that will bite off your hand if you dare get too close. Please be careful-
Mothmen OC's x Chubby Reader. (Part 1/?)
(Warning- Language)
Hank Meyer - Black and orange mothman/humanoid moth, he's more black than orange and has stripes and specks on his wings thickly outlined in obsidion black. His hair is an untamed pile of dark/burnt orange curly fluff that dips just below his shoulders and his antennas are also fluffy but striped orange and black. Around his neck and down his collarbone ending at his sternum is obsidion fluff his back and his four arms also have the same colored fluff running down them, while the rest of his body is covered in the same colored fluff as his hair, and his fingernails are small black claws. His eyes are oval shaped and are a deep honey brown color rimmed with thick eyelashes, besides his mandible his face is mostly human looking with thinner fluff surrounding it. He's caring even though he's lazy and always tired even at night when he's supposed to be more active and go to work. He will more than likely be found sleeping somewhere or eating sweets anything from fruit to cookies and cake, all that matters if it has some form of sugar in it. He is more than just a bit of a couch potato unless motivated. Underneath his lazy exterior he's very smart and he's an architect who works odd painting and remodeling jobs, mostly he's furnishing and decorating places, anything to businesses to houses.
Mason Lynch - Blue and black mothman/humaniod moth, he's more blue then black (an opposite in color patches compared to Hank) his wings color ranges from dark navy blue on the top of his wings to blue to baby blue with white and black specks spread throughout. His fluffy antennas are blue and black rimmed. His hair while fluffy isn't as untamed as Hunks and is long running down to his hips he leaves it in a ponytail or in a braid while his hair is an almost white blue there is small stripes/patches of black and dark blue like unfinished highlights. His fluff going down his neck to his sternum and down his back and arms is in between blue and baby blue with black and white spots running throughout and the rest of his body is a darker grey almost black color. His eyes are oval shaped and are a dark blue color, while his face is covered in very pale nearly white coloured thin fluffy hair. He is creative, calm and collected and he likes to draw, paint, sketch and cook, he assists Hunk in painting jobs though his actual job is as a secondary baker at the Sugar Rose Cafe.
Alright the corner of 424 main street and Eastwood, so almost there. I called yesterday evening about an apartment for rent with two roommates but I get a fully furnished bedroom and bathroom to myself and it's only five hundred dollars a month utilities included and I buy my own food of course but thats still cheaper than fuck.
Five hundred dollars is how much my current electric, gas, and water bill is while my rent is seven hundred dollars and that doesn't include other costs such as my phonebill or gas for going to and fro from work, and money is tight right now with the shitty job of being a waitress and working twelve hour shifts with hardly any tips and working everyday of the week is running me into the ground and if I have to here anymore shit from customers I'm going to end up losing my job from blowing up at someone.
It doesn't help that my landlord is an asshole who's threatening to evict me because I was two days late on rent last month and said if I was late again I'll be kicked out so I packed my shit after that so if I need to move fast I can. So of fucking course when I saw the ad and called it was still available I'm rushing to check it out.
The guy I talked to said his name was Mason and that I could come by to check out the place the next morning if I didn't care about having two male roommates which is fine by me I know self defense, I might be bigger than others but that doesn't mean I don't and or can't kick someones ass if I need to, I went to self defense classes for a reason.
It's already 11 a.m. and neither of the numbers of my possible roommates have picked up the phone. Fuck this seemed to good to be true but I'll still go and nock on the door and if it's a prank I'll just have to find a different place. Alright 424 this should be it unless I'm on the wrong street because this is a fucking condo complex not an apartment complex. Oh shit, got fucking damnit I'm I lost this isn't the right address, is it?
Fuck it I'm going to pull over and look up the address directions again because there's no way in hell this gigantic black tinted building has a room let alone an entire appartment for less than a few grand a month if not more, hell they'd probably charge seven hundred dollars just for parking my car here for the day.
"Fuck!" my phone ringing all of sudden scared the shit out of me I didn't expect that, oh crap it's the guys about the apartment. "Hello?" "Hello miss y/n this is Mason I apologize about missing your call, I slept pass my alarm I set in order to met with you but if your still interested your welcome to come by and check out the place." "Um yeah about that are you sure the address you listed was correct because if it was I'm outside the building?"
"If your at the corner of Main street and Eastwood, building 424 then yes your here, if you would like I can come down to meet you in the lobby, but I'm afraid I can't come meet you outside because my eyes are extremely light sensitive the passcoad for the door is 892640, I'll stay on the phone just in case you forget the code." "Oh okay that sounds good, but are you sure the rent cost you listed was correct in the ad because it said only five hundred dollars a month for everything included, and this is a condo complex and the price doesn't seem right?" I ask as I walk up to the building after parking.
"Yes that price is correct and yes it is a condo the lobby and the outside of the building make everything seem much more luxurious than it really is, but we can talk more about the details in the lobby if you don't chose to runaway once you see me." "I'm sure you look fine and I'm not easily scared who know you might be freaked out about how I look, also this is such a good deal I'm not sure I could pass it up if I wanted to, but it's so little money for what I'm assuming is a beautiful apartment, though anything's beautiful compared to my current rat hole. Oh and I'm outside the door would you mind telling me that code again."
He chuckles softly and replies. "I highly doubt I would be frightened of you, and I certainly hope your right about not getting scared of me when you see me, and that you like the apartment. Oh and the code is 892640 sorry about that and I'm the only one in the lobby currently. I stand out like a sore thumb, you can't miss me."
"Alright here goes nothing, I guess." I mutter as I put the pin in and open the lobby door. Holy shit I barley walked through the door and this place is huge the rooms lit up a soft white from a giant crystal chandelier hanging from the roof. This place is beautiful the walls are white marbeled with gold, the elevators are black and the chairs are black velvet recliners with a huge glass coffee table with black metal legs in the shape of trees, black marbled streaks running through the glass and an beautiful array of different colors of roses.
Out of everything else in the lobby the thing that stood out the most was the mothman who was seated by the roses he was made up of mostly different shades of blue with blacks, whites, and greys running throughout his body and wings, he was dressed in a white button down and black dress pants and shoes. Holy shit he's gorgeous, who would be scared of him he should be a fucking model with how stunning he is if he isn't one already.
He sighed through the phone. "I'm sorry you can leave if you'd like I wouldn't blame you." I hang up and his face drops when the call disconnects but then turns to surprise when I walk up and stand right in front of him. "Hi I'm y/n, it's a pleasure to finally meet you in person." I extend my hand out for him to shake. He blinks slowly, his eyes are huge and look like one giant dark blue pupil no wonder he can't go outside right now with how bright it is would probably give him a killer migraine or maybe even blind him.
He slowly reaches out and shakes my hand. Oh wow his fur or hair I'm not sure which but it's so soft. "Mason as you know already and the pleasure is mine miss y/n, thank you for coming if you like we can discuss the apartment down here or up in the apartment if you would like to see it right away. You sounded like your in a hurry to move in, not that it's any of my business but I'd like you to know that if you want the apartment and don't mind my appearance or my roommates whose appearance is like mine just different colors, then the rooms all yours."
"Oh yeah that sounds great and yeah I'm trying to move as soon as possible my current land lord wanted to kick me out the month prior for a being late on rent by two days, and my check was short this week for excuse my language but for shit I didn't even do so yeah I need to move because I won't be able to make the full payment and he will refuse anything less than a full payment the exact day it's due. So yeah that sounds great, and we can discuss it on the way to the up to the apartment or down here wherever is fine."
"Oh I'm sorry to hear that, I didn't mean to pry and it's fine you can talk however you like and your landlord sounds like a complete ass by the way no wonder you want to move, and yes on the way up sounds great follow me please oh and just another apology for how my roommate may react to you we don't have many friends because of our appearances and the fact we're nocturnal, epically not human ones. Not that there's anything wrong with humans not at all its just they just don't like us or are scared of us."
He stumbling over his words thinking he's somehow offended me how sweet, he's been nothing but kind so far. We walk to one of the black elevators and step inside he hits the sixth floor out of ten. "It's fine don't worry about it and I'm sure just like I was right about you he'll be wonderful and I'm so sorry I must have messed up your whole sleep schedule today." "
Oh no worries it was no problem really plus I had yesterday and today off work so it really no trouble. Though if my roomate wakes up even though I think he could sleep through a tornado and not know it, but just in case he does wake I'm sorry in advance, because he will most likely not be wearing anything other than his boxers despite how much I tell him to put some pants on or he'll be staring and then freak out and try to hug you or ask you a bunch of ridiculous questions. He's over affectionate and excitable if you ask me."
If his hand was that soft, a hug from either one of them would be like hugging a cloud. I certainly wouldn't mind a hug after the stressful week I've had, and he's been so nice. "Well he sounds like fun in sure we'll get along just fine." With that said the elevator dinged and the doors opened to the sixth floor.
Male Orc OC x Chubby Reader. (Part 1/?)
(Description- His name is Lance Riebeau. He is 25 years old and co-owns and works in the Sugar Rose Cafe which is also split into a deli and bar in the afternoon with the reader. When he's not going on raids or hunting for meat for the deli with his hunting party, he's relaxing in his secluded cabin. He is 7 foot 8, has a scar running across his left cheek bone down to his chin and has another scar that looks like lightening on the right side of his face from his hairline down to his collarbone, other non visible scars along his stomach, back and legs from various fights or mishaps. Has pale grey eyes and dark grayish green skin. Has gold bands on each tusk. Long black hair usually done in a bunch of small braids with many metal and wooden beads, along with colored ribbons with orcish symbols painted on them, some faded others bright and vibrant spread throughout his hair. Black clan/tribe arm sleeve tattoos with scars of different shapes and sizes running down his arms along with the tatoos. Wears plain dark colored t-shirts and jeans with black steel toe boots, though when on raids will wear metal armour with his war axe strapped to his side, and light leather armour with his hunting bow and knife when going on hunts. His personality is gruff, off putting, rude and irritbale around new people or people he doesn't like, though around his hunting party and the reader he's funny, caring, calm, and even sweet. Modern AU but in a small city up in the mountains.)
(Warnings- Language)
"Lance!" Damnit where is he, he knew we had a delivery for new bakery equipment today. "What is it now?" Was Lances gruff reply behind me. "Shit, I've told not to sneak up on me." I say I hold my hand over my racing heart, I swear that man wants me to have a heart attack. "I'm gonna need some help carring in the new equipment for the bakery, the truck is outside and the workers are struggling to bring in the new display case and ovens, all the other stuff was small or at least smaller and less heavy and was easier for me and the two delivery guys to bring in so I need your help with this."
"Lazy fucks just don't want to work or they would have brought more men and wouldn't have asked for your help to carry the shit in when it's their job, they're going to break shit and there's no "we" you'll hurt yourself trying to lift any of that onto the dollies I'll do it just stay here and guide me and those stupid fucks through the door." I huff and puff out my chest. "For one they didn't ask for my help I offered to help and for two I can lift and do things just fine asshat." Shithead acts like I can't do anything. Sighing Lance responds. "I'm aware you can I'm just saying you shouldn't have to and I don't want you to hurt yourself, especially since these fucks get paid for this."
"Fine your forgiven, just hurry because the cafe is still open for coffee and other drinks and the bar and deli is supposed to open at 3 p.m. so we have two hours to unload and setup this shit and then I still have to bake the breads, I'm just glad we cleaned and got the old equipment out two days ago so it's not in the way and we don't have waste time cleaning up the kitchen first. Though having the bakery down for much longer can't happen because where already losing money from it a lot of people come here for our baked goods and sweets." "I know, and yes the sooner it's back up and running the better it is for us." he says with a chuckle.
I open the doors as wide as they can go and put the legs down to keep them open while lance walks up to the two delivery men who are currently struggling to lift one of the ovens. I laugh, while the two men struggle and fail the lift one oven lance lifts its up without a problem and efficiently startling and pissing the guys off. He's already walking back with it without one of the dollies. Damn he's strong. "Lance careful and all of those go on the right where the old ovens used to be, and weather or not you like it your going to have to set the display case on the four dollies so it doesn't collapse on itself and I'm helping to bring it in."
"Tell those two to be careful I know what I'm doing and I can push a dollie with each hand, you tell us where how to go in order to place it up front." He has a point someone needs to tell them where to place the heavy ass thing and direct them into place. "But I want to help I feel like I'm not doing anything." I frown. "You already helped those lazy fucks while I was setting the bar up for this evening, you've done enough because after everything is setup your going to need to prep all the dough and other things for the sweets and bread for the deli right away for today's reopening of the deli and tomorrow's reopening of the bakery and cafe without just drinks. We both know it's going to be packed so your going to have a lot of work to do little baker. So let me do this alright." He says as he pats my head ruffling my hair.
"Hey I have most of it already prepped I just need to bake it I've been here since 2 a.m. instead of 5 a.m. like normal!" He shakes his head and growls at me. "Then you defiantly need a break you didn't tell me that, you said you were going to open the deli back up today while I work the bar tonight, thats to much work for you to be doing by yourself, your over working and not taking proper care of yourself y/n!" "How else was I going to open the deli today without having the bread dough prepped already?"
He snarls at me. "Your taking the day off after you finish baking the bread, I don't care if I have to throw you over my shoulder and carry you home and then tie you to your bed if that's what it's going to take to get your stubborn ass to rest then so be it." "Fuck off I already announced that the deli would be open today yesterday, so I can't just not work we own the damned place and need it up and running. I already have everything prepped for the deli I even swept and cleaned the counters and tables off." "Good then you can have the rest of the day off to eat and sleep because I came in at 11 a.m. so I'll handle the deli and bar and we have staff for cleaning up that wasn't your job, but right now I'm going to finish unloading the truck and when I'm done we'll talk more alright?"
He snarling I don't know why he's so pissed it's not like I haven't done something like this before and in my defense I was excited and couldn't sleep anyways so might as well get to work on shit that needs to be done rather than having to rush everything this evening after closing and then having a busy day tomorrow as well. Though I am tired, sore and hungry as hell now that I think about it I haven't eaten anything but small bowl of cereal and a cup of (coffee, tea, hot cocoa ect.) before leaving the house and coming straight here so some late lunch is defiantly needed because I'm a little light headed.
Thirty minutes later after our little argument everything was in place and ready to go. "That was easy next time just tell me right away and those men where useless, they barley could push the ass end of the display case." He scoffed. "Now little lady your going to eat and then bake some bread and afterwards I'm taking your ass home and your going to relax for the rest of the day."
"Lance thank you for caring about my well being but I'll be fine." I say as I stand up off my chair to head towards the kitchen when I get so dizzy I stumble and almost fall, Lance catches me before I can. "Alright that's it fuck this I'll call Mason and tell him he's needed to bake for the deli because I'm taking you home now, no more bitching you know as well as I do that you over did it." As soon as he finished taling he swung me up over his shoulder, blushing I yell. "What the hell alright I'll go home and rest, but put me down right now damnit." He just growls and walks out the front door, people are staring because of all the commotion. He's in deep shit now.
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Selkie OC Dave x Chubby Reader.
(2/?)
(Warning- Language and slight violence.)
I sigh as I close the door to the apartment/house and start driving to Tanya's house (same as before if it's your name sorry and just change it) it's a good thing he's asked me to drive him to the skanks house from our trips to the beach nearby because its time to get my seal pups pelt back.
He honestly looks miserable right now and I can't tell if it's from heartbreak or from his pelt being stolen, probably from both. Damnit Dave I knew that bitch was no good for you. Fuck now I have to go and get his pelt back from that pile of shit and if she burned it I swear to god I'll be going to prison because that bitch will be dead. (Bluff though she would be beaten up pretty badly.)
Who the fuck would even do that taking a selkies pelt is equivalent to taking a part of their soul away from them. Shit it's no wonder mostly all so called "monsters" try to stay out of sight and away from people or just hide all the time, except for the elves and orcs, but when they do come out of hiding shit like this happens to them.
Oh shit almost passed the house. After getting out of the car and knocking on the front door I take a step back. "Hello- Oh, what the fuck do you want you fat cow!?" "Oh real original you bleach blonde tramp, and what I want if my best fucking friends pelt back that you stole from him the other night you whore!"
"Oh really that freak wants his pelt back? Aw poor baby, hah no way in hell would I give it to you, in fact I'm gonna sell it you can get a lot of money for seal skin." Well there goes being civil with this bitch. I punch her once and she hits the floor out cold. "Well looks like I was more pissed off than I thought."
After thirty minutes of searching through this crusty bitches house I found his pelt in her dirty clothes. Nasty looks like I also need to buy Lysol now, who knows what fucking STD's are on this now. But I least I got what I came for and I got to punch the bitch.
Now to get some groceries and an air mattress for Davey. I can't wait to see the look on his face once I give him his pelt back, after it's washed of course because the Lysol might irritate Dave's skin. After getting all the necessities including some fish from Wal-Mart it's time to head home, I'll get him some fresh fish from the market later right now I just am in a rush to get home I've already been gone for almost an hour and a half.
After unlocking the door I can see that Dave is still asleep. Poor guy had a rougher night then I thought. After bringing all the groceries in and tripping twice once over his shoes and the seconds time over the edge of coffee table without somehow waking Dave meant he was going to be out for awhile. Oh well this is the perfect opportunity to wash his pelt in the bathtub with super hot water and dawn dish soap.
Once I was done with washing his pelt which mind you it took 20 minutes to do because I was soaking it in the super hot water to make sure any germs where dead for good, I hung it up on the towel rack behind the bathroom door to cool down from it's hot soak in the tub.
Seeing as it's 10:30 a.m. decided a nice way to wake Davey up was to his favorite meal, lemon zest fish fillets for a late breakfast. I better make all twelve fillets I bought, he really likes fish and could win an eating competition if the food was fish or a fish dish of anykind. Halfway through cooking them though I heard him timidly ask me.
"When did you get home I would've helped you carry everything in, also you didn't have to cook for breakfast either, I could have or at least helped you prepare it." "Its fine sweetheart you where sleeping pretty hard and gods know you need it and I'm tougher than I look, also the food will be done soon if you want to take a seat at the table." "Okay but I'm going to set the table and clean the dishes once where done, your doing so much for me already I need to help out."
"Alright I won't argue but don't do to much we don't need you getting sick." I say as I serve the food which was lemon zest tilapia and some mashed potatoes and green beans. "What happened to your hand!?" he says as he grabs my right hand. Oh shit there is some bruising form punching that half plastic self centered bitch. "Um.. Well about that I'll tell you after we eat some breakfast. (He can eat fish for evey meal without caring or getting tired of it though he doesn't, all the time.)
"Alright but I don't like that your hurt." "It's fine it doesn't even hurt really, now shush up and eat." That was a lie after he grabbed it not only did my heart start racing but my hand is now throbbing in pain.
After where done eating which I can say was pretty fast I practically inhaled the food along with Dave when I usually take my time but I'm so excited to see how he reacts when I give him his pelt back that I couldn't help it, and well not eating anything all morning certainly didn't help matters any.
"Okay I'm gonna put the dishes in the sink and I want you to tell me how you hurt you hand." "Fine but first I have to go get something so just sit back down I'll be right back." I say as I run down the hall and enter the bathroom after grabbing the silky soft and smooth pelt I rush back towards the kitchen and stop in just before the door way.
"Okay Dave close your eyes." "Okay but y/n you didn't need to get me a anything else." Waking to a stop a few feet in front of him. "Yeah yeah, I know but I didn't get you anything I'm simply returning something." "What?" I have the pelt folded up in my outstretched hands. "I got your pelt back for your from your bitch of an ex this morning, thats how I hurt my hand but I couldn't tell you without ruining the surprise!"
I place his pelt in his lap and the reaction I got was certainly not the reaction I was expecting. First he smiled then he blushed so hard his face looked like a tomato, and then he passed out. "Dave!!??"
Bro yall go and follow my friend so they draw more unhinged stuff. PLEASEEEE ๐๐ฟ๐๐ฟ๐๐ฟ๐๐ฟ
We got him in REPO, Fornite, graduating Highschool, on a date, etc. Take your pick!
WHY IS IT SIDEWAYS- Anyways, gen3 Draculaura! I have some art on here I need to post...
Check pinned post and one before this please ๐
Odysseus rn:
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Lol I had to draw over a picture for my college course. Thought some of you might like it.
I can't take it anymore!! I need more Johan Liebert X female reader fanfics!!๐ซ๐ซ
"I forgive you"
Who am I, really?
ะัะพ ั, ะฝะฐ ัะฐะผะพะผ ะดะตะปะต?
You have become more than my father
ะขั ััะฐะป ะผะฝะต ะฑะพะปััะต, ัะตะผ ะพัะตั
The series of art on Johan's personality continues, thanks for the likes and reblogs, this is very important to me!!
!TW: blood
Me and Anna in the whole world...
ะฏ ะธ ะะฝะฝะฐ, ะฒะพ ะฒััะผ ะผะธัะต...
Just start read The Master Keaton by Naoki Urasawa, and i had an idea...
#sketch for idk #i really dunno what to do at work #Tenma just like Black Jack ahaha
Goodbye, mother
ะัะพัะฐะน, ะผะฐะผะฐ
The Ritual | โโโ1/2
spoilers ahead
I just finished watching The Ritual and it was definitely one of the more unique horror movies I've watched so far. I've only just dipped my toes into the horror genre, but I've been surprised by how creative they can be. The Ritual wasn't a show-stopping movie, but it was definitely chilling and spooky when it needed to be.
The monster design was phenomenal and they revealed it very well in the end.
SO. COOL.
I loved the concept of the monster being the "bastard offspring" of Loki and how it can manipulate your dreams and trick you. It was really fun putting the pieces together and I was glad that my theory (the people that lived in the forest were hikers that went missing and worship the god in exchange for their lives) was right.
The acting was phenomenal all around. Whenever I try to think about whose acting really stood out, I can't think of just one of the main characters. Hotch's scream was seriously a scene stealer though, super chilling.
There were moments in the film that really reminded me of the Blair Witch Project. I like found footage style movies even though they're literally terrifying, so The Ritual wasn't a pleasant surprise.
Was it a life changing movie that made me think? No, but it was good because it was really entertaining and well done. It delivered what I wanted it to: a solid horror movie that was a little scary with a cool concept. Also, the cinematography was a 10/10 and I will definitely be rewatching it again (because me and my sister were cracking jokes the whole time, so I have to get in a scared mood by myself with the lights off).
๐๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ
In the mornings this monster shows off its beautiful looks. Hair whiter than freshly fallen snow, skin as pale as a frostbitten winter morning, a height that is model-ready, hair like wisps of breath in the cold, and body lanky like a dead treeโs branches. It stalks the street, admired by all who pass it. No one knows the difference, that the model they all admire and respect is a monster, without a doubt.
At night the truth comes out. In the dark corners of the streets, a figure can be seen.
Woman, man, child, adult, human, animal, or monster.
You can't tell. All you can see is the corpse of Mr. Magna, the runner-up in last weekโs election for mayor.
During the day she can be found acting like a normal person one who cries, one who sympathizes, one who has nothing to hide. But behind that mask is the truth of this deadly beauty.
He has no form. She has no name. They are no one. It had no identity.
But this changeling has evolved. It talks about your past together. It acts as if it knows you. Have they recently been replaced or has this thing always been your friend?
It doesn't matter now. Because everyone around you seems to know and they are okay with it. It follows after you, watching you. You have to accept it.
He is your beloved childhood friend.
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is on an island right off the coast of the Americas, not owned by any country or by nature. It was built by mankind, for mankind. Itโs owned by no one just like the inhabitants of said island. The rich and powerful. Anyone who is anyone lives there. Where they set their own rules and listen to no one. The world is run by the citizens of the island.
๐๐๐น ๐๐ฝโฏ ๐๐โโฏ๐ ๐๐๐ธ๐ฝ๐พ๐ โฏ๐๐ถโโด๐
is where the leaders of the future grow up.
It is a place where many monsters gather. They masquerade as humans, tricking them, and using them for their own goals. Underneath those beautiful facades lies an ugly truth. One that should never get discovered.
That isโฆ
Unlessโฆ
You really want to know.
Do you want to know?
But who is Anna Liebert, after all? It makes me confused to know if she is Nina the monster version or the female Johan version. Well, for me, she is someone with Johan's personality and Nina's body, as if was the 3rd twin that never existed or was formulated in Johan's imagination when he disguised himself as Nina
A drawing of a demon i did yesterday
My attempt at a bugsnax monster Hensel. Due to him dwelling in the colder areas he maintained a lot of his fluffy fur. He catches prey with his hunnabee tail.