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some Gandari/DEVOUR fits

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Anarchist Cannibal Menace, DEVOUR of Earth-4C48 (or Gandari Satyakali if you know her personally) When diplomacy brings nothing, comes riot. When one arises, you bet the symbiote bonded DEVOUR will be there, bringing even more chaos to the scene. A badge and a title are simply meats for her, always ready to devour at any possible chance.

I don’t want to keep on loathing myself for too long. I no longer want to conform to set of rules that brings me not love but ache instead. I’ve come to accept what I am and I’m content with it. If just being myself makes me a sinner, then so be it.

This was originally planned to be posted at my birthday but I managed to finish it around the start of the year I think? When it was my birthday, I somehow got sick and got my period on the exact same day which I thought was pretty iconic in a snotgirl kind of way (I still think it kinda is). I bought my own cake and only invited my best friend, and at that time my back then boyfriend now ex was abroad so of course he couldn't be present. It was just a small celebration and I felt it didn't need to be a big party. However my sister thought it was pathetic of me to do that. Which is.... well you can't reason with a childish adult can't you? Regardless I still had fun on my egocentric small gross snotty bloody disgusting vibrant eye-blinding birthday.

Haven't draw these losers in a long time

Sometimes I said something and either later or quickly I thought to myself "why tf did I say that???" and then I went on a spiral of how socially inept I am :)

Apparently the fire has always been inside me. No matter how much you try to not be your parents, someone else will fuck you up to shape you to be like them. It’s simply unavoidable unless you work on it. That’s me with my anger management issue. I severed any connection from those who amplifies my explosiveness and keep those who inspire me to be the best version of myself.

Death is inevitable and unpredictable. Whether if I would die young or of old age, the thought of death still terrifies me. However there were a time in the past where I was at peace if I ever suddenly die. It wasn't me being suicidal, to tell the truth I never felt suicidal in my whole life. Even when I was in my lowest point of my life, ending myself never cross my mind. I realized that in order to embrace death, I must regain my inner tranquility. Though even with that conclusion, I still want to find my way to stay immortal.

Fairy Freak 🧚‍♀️✨ Just have to draw myself in one of my favorite dress. Thrifted it from @huntvintij

Very first muse of my ultra bubblegum taste in fashion, Jules Vaughn 🥺✨ She has other many good fits but I can't fill them all here 🥴

Beyond is Burgundy Last year was the time I felt great anxiety. I don't usually listen to lofi beats playlist that sounds haunting especially with a name like "Lay Awake and Succumb to Crippling Anxiety". But it's oddly soothing. It contradicts to my vibrant appereance. The song is Premature Burial by @illadvisedrecords or Dated. These was for an offline exhibition by @losdestroyaz The theme was music you listen to while you drink coffee. I'm not a coffee drinker but I do had been listening to some niche song as a coping mechanism. I know it's still risky to gather around even with following the health protocol. I missed my friends and I was selfish enough to want to see them at that day.

Practiced digital painting and it SURE be testing my patience :”)

I don’t need you and you don’t need me. But it sure feel nice to face against the world together.

My fit for most days basically