MVC

I have not been very active for a while and I probably won't be active for a while more because of some mental health problems. But for now have this WIP I made in a new program I have found. MediBang Piant. It is a free app. I am using it on my phone because my brain would rather let me do that than my computer for some reason. It is pretty good though. Would definitely recommend it.

I intended to participate in inktober but ran into some trouble. I will catch up, but for now. Have an apology in the form of this "ohnowhatthefuckisthatgetitawaynonono" ^__^

Working an an acrylic painting. Thinking of calling it "Fauna and Flora."

A fungal mage and his fungal familiar.

A mother's duties to her children are many and tough. But none as tough as the duty to let them go.

“I tighten my fists so I won’t reach out. Feel blood on my knuckles and part of me knows it to be tears. I yell and shout because I still fear someone might hear the whimpers and sobs in my chest.”

http://one-writers-demise.tumblr.com/post/136625581885/v0nvamp-v0nvamp-dyed-my-hair-deep-teal

A late Inktober image. Drawn in october. I sadly hit a uploading block and have had a hard time getting anything uploaded anywhere since. I hope that by getting some of these october drawings off my chest I will get back in the game. “There will never be a film about this alien. There will never be a story to read, because he does not destroy, he builds. Because he is not sad about his job, no, he is happy where he is. He is boring. Not that he cares. He has buildings to rise from the ashes of “interesting” people's fights.”

Family To show their love they sing. Sweets sounds soft as feathers. A caress of a thousand softwowen arms and they sang to their union. Inktober, Doesn’t follow any prompts.

"Hey, you. Hold my eye for a second?"

Some who travel the road travel it happily. Some are not so lucky Viridian was not so lucky. With her wind stolen and her broom broken she wanted the endless roads. Sleeping where ever she could. Using what small wandless spells she had to keep herself alive in the bite of winter and the heat of summer. Fill for the Inktober x witches prompt.

She was large as the norwegian forest cats with scales under her luscious fur. Small horns adoring her head like a crown. Above her she spirit of Uranus and in her bones the adaptability of Neptune. After the "Witchy art challenge" prompt, Familiar

Urban Witch girlfriends. Jareni, witch of the sky, is wearing her favourite star leather jacket with her favourite star, the sun being the biggest symbol. Freideli, witch of tech is wearing google glasses and a headset. With binary code on one arm and C language from the first program she wrote, at age 4, on her other.