huh?

call me Sloth/Lye. use any pronous except it/its

fandom i'm into rn: WHB, Undertale (AUs), HSR, Youjo Senki,...

amateur artist, i'm not currently open for commissions (my drawing level is not yet stable)

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Inbox: OPEN

Requests: OPEN

fandoms i'll draw for: what in hell is bad, undertale (aus), genshin impact, honkai star rail, chainsaw man, overlord

minor, lads players, dr ratio’s fan (and anyone shipping him with any char, oc) DNI

2/7: Greed duo (Mammon & Ultherion)

The king she once admired for his brilliance and wisdom was slowly crushed, his soul worn down bit by bit until he flickered like a candle in a raging storm. She despised those who broke him. She despised those who trampled on humanity. She despised the ones who envied the third being God created and lashed out blindly because of it. She loathed angels, she scorned demons, and above all, she hated God for planting that vile envy into their minds, turning them against one another.

Seo Jiwoo. Malieon. Meli. Whatever name he went by never mattered. He was still the student whose soul she recognized, the one she blamed herself for failing to save.

why she disappeared when solomon and god disappeared? love triangle? or is there a bigger problem?

I think it would be interesting if she created devils similar to how god created humans

One is pretty but the other lie

The incident that caused his parents to vanish without a trace left him permanently haunted by the smell and sight of blood. That fear, layered with constant conflict at school, carved a deep wound in him, so deep that it eventually splintered his identity. Did he ever admit that there was someone else inside him? Yes and no.

for the love of God

if you have salvation, i’ve brought it

After Uriel was slain by his own brother, Gabriel, he plummeted into the depths of Hell, barely clinging to life. His feathers, flesh, and bones were engulfed by swarms of demonic flies. It seemed the Archangel of Wisdom would vanish entirely—until God intervened. Gathering the few fragments that remained, He used t̵̨̢̡̧̡̢̨̢̡̨̡̧̢̨̡̧̡̢̢̧̛̛̛͇̹̯͇̥̲͖̪̞̤̤͔̲͚̞͎̪̗̙͚͓̞͖͙̹͔̞͙͎̮̻̬̫͇͇̭̪̻̳̪͓̱̲̪̰͈̞̟̲̜̟͉̹̱̭̠͎͈͈̫̣̯̲̲̝̦̝͕̟̫̪̫̻͍͍̫͚̮͈̖͖͚̱̲̜̗͙͎̗̗̳͉̹̟͇͙̫̲̥̬̲̱̰̘̟͓̞͕̗͈̠̠̦̱̪͕̤͖̯̳̲̤͇̟̜̫̝͎͎̹̮͍̫̭̰̠̳͈̭͈̹̭͉̘͇̳̲̙͎̥̬̥͇͕̭̪̜̯̺̺̣̝̳̰̱͚̮̫͔̯̖̮̭̲͕̟̫̜̤̟̫̙̠͕̝͙̪͉̬̱̲̙͙̫̮̞̩̭̱̫̗͈̣͓̥͎͍̰͖̙̞̠̥̠̏̉́͊̉̒̎̔́̐͐͑̃́́͊̔̀̃̓̃̅͗͛̀̌͌̅̏͊̆͊̈́̌̈́͋́͋̐͆̾̋́̈̾̄̐̈́̈́̾͊̊̆̉͋͒̇̇̈͑͛̈́̌̋̑͌̀̓́̽̐̈͆̅͊͊͊̉̇̇̉̉̐̓͗̇̀̐̃̈́́̑̅͑̎̑̓͛̒̑̿̂̇̾̇̎́̄͌͛̎̓̂͛͗̈́̀̉̓̈̂͌̐̔̍̓̅̈͑͆͂͑͌̽́̋̏̃͂͊͒̉̔̓̎͗͘͘̕͘̚̕͘̚͘̚̕̕̚͘̕͜͜͜͠͠͝͝͝͠͝͝ͅͅͅh̶̢̧̢̡̡̧̧̡̡̛̛͙̫̭̟̥͉̬͕͍̼͍̮͉̜͕̞̲̼̭̭̘̲̤̬̼̗̟̥̩̗̼͓̠̺̱̬͎̗̖̞̫̖̙̙̻̗̖͚͍͇̗̱͎̼̞͔̞͔̺̟̲̣͈̼͕̦̪̺͕̠͕̱͇͉͎̜̱̤̠̹̟̣͕̜̞̭̼͉͇͎̹̼̺͓̪͍̘̣͔̹̘͇͕͇̘̳̟̱͚̮̻͓̉̓̈́̿́̑́̑̌̓̌̀̌̈́̾̀̊́̿̄͐̔͗͌͆̆̿̀̒̆́͗̃̓̇̋͊̈́̀́͊̾̈́̓͗̃͛́̌̎͐̾͗͐̽͆̌̍̇̈́̔͒̓̒̅̈́̈̈́̔͛͊̆͂̑̅̈́͌̀͒͌̿̉̆͌̊̊̊̈́̋̓̓͌̈͋̑̾̎̈̾̄̋͌̓̎̓̋̿̏̄͊̉̈̓́̀̌͗̃͋̄̽͌̔̓͌̈͛̎͛̓͂̇̑̈͌̏̔͆̆͒͗͐̍̄͋̍͊̌́̌́͒̕̕̚̕͘̚̚͘̕̚͘̚̚͘̚͘͜͜͜͜͜͠͠͝͠͠͝͠ͅe̷̢̨̨̧̡̨̧̨̧̨̨̡̡̢̨̨̡̨̢̨̧̧̢̢̛̛̛̛̙̦͙̪͉̫̩̜͕̘̱̭̣̘̥̼̬̪͓͇͚̭̩̘̖̱͖͖͈͈̮̼̜͚̲̠͈̺̘͎̫̮̹̦̺̰̣̭̺̼͕̤̦̫̤̼̺̞̗͖̟͍̭̥͔͕̱͍̝̪̗̳̩̪͖͈̲͔̟̝̼̥͇̬̗̱͙̼͍̜̝͕̲͚͖̝̜̖̭͖͍̣̭̘̰̥̻̲̖̣̙̘̜͖͙̼̠̼͇̳̦͖̞͙̣͕͓̟͎̙̲͍̥̲̟̹͕̞̣̥͈̥̘̩̰̰̼̠̖̫̯̫̱̩̣̺̻̟̗̳̙̜̪̩̳̦̤̞̣̰̟̖̗̯̣̠̟͕̳̫̪̥̗̩̭̘̫͖̥̭̺̝͖̭̰̲̞͈̣͚̜̻̳̩͖͔̖͈̰̠̝̺̫̝̣̮͍͇̟̯̼̹̱̬̞͔̞̥̺̦͗͑̿͆͂̿̂͂̀̏̋̓́̽̂͋̇͆́̉͐̅͑̀͊̈̾̾͋̍̄̓̆̓̉͆͐̾̊͊́́̈́̎̃́͋̀̏͌̐̆̀́̆͋̓̓͐̆̽̀͌͆͊́͊͗̾̆̓̅͊̀̓͐̃͋͐̀͗̾́̈́̌̔͆͐́͗̀̿̌͗͗̈́̀̓͛̍̄͆̌͋̋̽͗͛̃̄̿̑̏͛͛͐̿̆̕͘̕̚̚̕͘͘̚͜͜͜͜͜͜͜͜͝͝͝͠͝͝͝͝͝ͅͅͅ ̴̢̧̛̺̦͔̭͖̝̟͔̩̭͔̮̦̤̣̳̲̬̜̬̥̰͕̭̜̗͓̳̝̟̘̲͔͇̲̙̺͕͈͈̮̬̝̳͉̰͎̱͖̙̲̳̩̼̹͚̮̼͓̻͉͔͎͓͕͍͚̠͇̓̇̄̎͗̐͋͊͑̉́̒̒̈͂͊͒͊̽̉̄͐̆̈́̔͐̇͐̋̾̎̐̎̊́͒͌͊̒̇̇͂͑̎̏̈́̏̐̃͌͗̈́́̀̌̅̃̍̈́̉͋͛̓͐́̈́̓͛̿̑͋̈́̌̓͊͛̋̋͒̃̈́̈́͋͐̂̊͊͗̒̈͑̽̂͆̇̄͛͋̌͒̔̒͗͐̍̂̓͊̈́́̍̾͋̋̔͊̉̔̓͑̈́͒̈́͑̀̒͆̊̊͂͌̃͗̓̈͐̚̕̚͘̚͜͜͜͝͝͝͝͠͝͝ͅͅͅͅf̶̨̨̨̡̢̢̡̨̨̡̢̢̨̧̢̢̡̨̧̨̛̛̛͔̺͔̻̜̟̻͚̳̥͍̯͈̺̮̪̤̥̟̟͙̰̱͔̦̟̯̖̝̲̻̼̗̗̖͉̠͖̟͓̹̞͎̻̮̫̥͓͙͉̬͔͍͚͙̤̝̱̳̖̫̪̰̘̘̣̻̘̘̥̪̮̳̗̘͕͕͙̩̫͍̭͈͍͙̮͕̩̳͚͎̺̝̳̙̳̖̹̙̭̖̫̼͙̙̫̤̗̪̥͉͕̫̦͖͇͇̤̜̜͎̩͇̬̝͎̭̦̬̻͓̲̯̝̮͉̱̖̦͚̼̱͉̤̬̮̹̞̥͕͎͙͚̜̱̝̣̻̻̮̠̬̥͍̱̥̠̺͇̦͍̗̻̝͖̖̝̞̞͇̹͓̅̈́͒̉́̓́̎͐͗͊̋̀̇͑̆̈̿̆̃̔͋̀̈́̄̌̌͊̃͊̆̄̌̾̓̐̇͋̓̄̌̄͐͊̀̀̾͋̊̓̃̄͐͂̈̾̆̀̌̈́͐̅̇̾̽̆͆̊͛͂͒͛̋̿̉̏̀̋́͛̈̓̂͂̉̆̽́͐͒̽̇̐̑̾̎̉̎͋̉̉̊̎̈́̀̆̌͐̒̽̏̍̏̉̄̀̆̏͑̏͊̅̃̒̀̇̐͑̑̈́͌́̄̍͌̽̓͊͗̀̃̐̓̓̐̈͋͋͐̐̈́̅́͘̚̕̕͘̕̚̚̕̚̚͘̚̚̕̕̚̚͜͜͜͜͜͜͝͠͝͝͝͝͝͠ͅͅl̵̢̡̧̛̝̘̳̳̭̖̟͓̫͇̹̝̘͓̤̻̪̬͉̬̽̔͛͒̈́̃͂̋̍͐̽̑̈̋̈́̇̐̐͑̏͊̃́̈̔̉͂͋̓̋͑̏̓̒͆͌͋͌̾̀̊̋̈́̃̽͑͐̌̂͂͑̆̿̈́͒̾̀͋̄͋̓͐̔̈́̌̎́̑͛̈́̓͊͘̚̚̚̚̚͘͠͝͝͝͝e̶̢̨̢̧̨̢̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̦͇̘̼̟̺̖̹͖̝͔̰̰͙̯͎̘̜̜̜̘͉̣̗͙̜̥͓̱̥̠̺̺̻͉̳̺̣̱͓̺̞̩̲͍̺͇̭͈̩̼̥͖̟̻̖̗͉̜̠̜̙̗̺̜̰̱͖̰̱͈̫̗͒̎́̆̊̂̿̑̀̀̌͒̌̌̈́͂̓̌͐͊̈́͋̾̀̈̏̑̀͋͂͌͌́͗̑̔͌͗̄̋́̊̓̾̄̓͒̅̐̍̀̊̉́̀͒̈́̑͆͊͗̎̃̆͒̆́́̌̃͑̈́̒͒͐͒͂̆͗̇͋̿̿̆̀̆͋͌̓͒͛̆̔̍͊͑̑̏̔̈́̑̿͒̓̍̋́̽̂͒̉́͂͋͛͂͂̏̽̇͊̆̀̄͌̉̎̓̒͂̅͆̔̈̓̈͑͌̉̾͐̀̃̒͛̍̐̀̌͒̔̃́͛̀̀̅͊̈͊̊͂͐̔͐̾͌̊͊̈̂̒̒͛̅̐̇̇̃̏́͌́̓́̾̿͛̓̀͋͐̈́̓̽̂̾̓̊͑͑̋̾̀̃̍̍̾̒̽̅̇̿̏̾̋̄͒̇͒̾̈́͋̀͋̋̾̀͊͑͆̕̚̚̕̚̕̕̚̚̕͘̚͘̚̕̕̕̚̕͜͠͝͝͝͝͠͝͠͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͠͝s̵̢̡̡̢̢̢̨̢̧̡̨̗̼̣̼̱̞̙͍̫̳͎̙͈͖͔̥̺̰͉̰̬̹̗̭͓̹̯̗͕̳̦͕̘̺̲̬͇̯͙̥̩͖̠̮̪̭͓̭̼̯͚̞̘̳̱̺̦̻͖̣͓̰̩͈̭̬̝̥̠̝̙̙͍̖̖̻͕̯̹̪̮̞̺̝͙̮̺̦̞͕̮̮̬̳͔̬̼̘͓̳͈̺̰͓̖̖͈̠͙̦̮̭̘̜͓̳̫͖͔̭̘̳̤̮̤͕̙͔̭͈̮̜͓̬̪̤͖̼̹̰̹̰̳̙̜̮͉͓̫͖͉̣͓̗̥̩̘͎͚̹̖͇̮̻͕̳̟̻͖̦̯̄̑͊͆̍͛͜͜͜͜͜ͅͅͅͅh̸̢̨̨̡̢̨̨̡̧̡̧̨̡̧̢̡̧̡̧̡̡̡̧̢̧̢̛̛̛̛͎͓̠̲̻̲͙͈̹̭̠̻̤̖̪̦͇̭̙͔̜͙̮̫̰̘͓͖̖͈̖͕̫̲͕͕̤̬̲̠̪̝̥͖͙̙̦͙̬̟͖͍̩̬̦̻̦͕̤̜̗̬̼̺̩͓̯̙̱̗̼̪̝̘̦̥͉̬̩̝͖̝͎̳̮̗̜͔͓̪̪̜͇̗̤̮͔̝̝͖̭̳͕͖̹̲̞̼̖̣̗̖̖͎̦͉̘̬̺͈̗̲̱͓̠̰̠̫̗̻̼̳̹̯̯̬̳͓̜̟͔̩̼̪͚̹̪̗̗͕̼̳̟͕̥̹̲̜̤͔̠͖͇̤͙͇̼̦͚̺̞͇̥̮̫̣̤̗̩̻͕̘͔͉̻̼̘̯͓̘͍͉̯̱̗̤̦̫̠̪̠͖͉̞͖͖̤̤͍̙͇͚͙̳̗̙̞̥̗͇̺̫͔̓͌̌͆͂͐̓̀̍̽́̅̋̂̃́̿̈́̌͗̑̐̌̎̈́͊̅͋̓̅̈́̓̌̏̋̈́̀͆͋̊͑̾́̃͊̈́̆̏́̽́̎̽͌͆́̅͆̀̄̎̔̒̂͊̇̔̈́̆̋̇̔̅͆͑͒̒́̏̅͛̽̑͒̂̌̉́̀̿͛͊̆̽͑̍͊̀̇͑̆̈́̏̏̇̅̈́̓̿̇́̍̓̂͒̓̽̾̆̋̅̌̀̿͐́̈́̂̒͐́̌̃͐̍̽̈́̿͐̊̈̓̾̈͋́̀̑̐͐̔͋̑́̄͋̿̊́͐̒̔̊̀͌̇͒̄̃̈́͌̔̄̀̀̾̌͋̃͊̈́͌̈̓́͗̐̒̊̍́̒̈́͌̉̒͊̄̊̃̿̓̕̕͘͘̚̕̕̕͘̕̕͜͜͜͜͜͜͜͜͜͜͝͝͝͠͠͠͠͠͝͝͠͠͝͝͝͝͝͠͝ͅͅͅͅͅ,̸̨̢̨̢̡̨̡̨̧̢̨̨̡̢̡̡̡̧̧̡̡̢̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̝̯̞͇̭̟͓̣̫̯͔̭̗̭̟̫̩̮̜͈̲͉̮̮̥̱̟̙̬̘̠̟̳̜͖̲̼̭͉̗̫̝̬͇̰̱̜̞̞͓̻̺̲͙̘̬͍͔͍̱̟͕̭̼̘̰̯͓̯̺̫̺̤̫̥̟͎̤͉̱̼̣͉̥͖̠̜̬̰̲͖͖̮͕̣̖̬̺̖͙̳͍͕͎̮͖͎̥̠̭̹̟̤̘̪̖̙̟̻̭̱̱͍̞̩͈̹̤̯͎̠͉͕̫̹̦̭̯̲̜̤̰̪̯̞̖̞̜͉͎̞̩̥͈̫͖͕̞̯̤̥̗̝͎̦̖̞͎̼̥͔̰͈̦͓̤́̐̎́̈́͛͌̈́̒̅̒͌̉̃̄̂̈́̇̎͛̋̔̇͊͗̽̀̍̓̐͊͂͋̌̽͋̓̆̉̔͊́̀͐̽̔̂̂̅̒̌̔̒͌̂̓̀͗̅̈́͋̓͆̆́̆̆͆̃͋̀̉̀͗̑̌̈́̈́̒̑̐̂̿͆̃͊̿͋̐̇̾̔̈̒̀͆̐̐̈́́͌̿͋̄̓́́̔̓̈̌͐̿̈́͗̏̉̅̇̈̔̌̄̇́̀̀͒̃̍͊͛̐̓̂͊̐́̄̿͌̔̈́̃̈́̉̌̍̃́́́̎̐̌̑̋̒͒͗̓͆̽̊̃̾̅̊͂͌̂̍̍̾̀̏̇̾̎̽̄̀̽̾̽̃͆͒̈͑͆͑͗̎̆̄̐́̾̓̓͗͆̃͑͋̎̑̏̈͑̅́͂̀̇́͆̎̀̊̿͒͐̇͊̐̀͛̂̄̽̊͂̄͌͊͑̈̈́̓̒̽̾̈́̃͛̿̓͒̓̚̚͘͘͘̕̕̚̚͜͜͜͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͠͝͝͝͝͠͝͝͝͠͝͠͠͝ͅͅͅͅͅͅ ̶̨̧̛̛̛̟͎̲͖̙̫̼͖͉͚͍͕̯͇̘̊̿͌̏̃̌̽̀͛͌̇͐̑̆̅̅̄͗̃̏̆͆̈́̒̾͋͊̉̑̏̂̓̆̍̂̏̓͗͑͊̀́̾̔̈́͂̇͒̐̃͂̒͑͛̈́͋̈̈͒́̑̉̏̈́̏̉̅͂͒̀͌̍̀̿̆̏̐̈́̍̈̈̈̾̆̈́̏̈́̌̈́̌̆̈͐͊̾̀̾̓̔̒̐͊̓̓̿̿̊̀̓̅͛̿̓͋͑̓͗̑̏̒͆̒̉̈̈́̔̍̊͗͑͊̀̊̇̋̋͛͑̆̔̈̑͒́̀̆̿̒́̂̑͗̌̍͆̇̒̓̊̾́̎̓̈́̃̃̓̀̀̈́̂̓̓̽̌͑̾̓̾̿́̍̄̍̋̾̒̑͊̆̏̇̓̄̀̐͐̾̑̈́͑́̒̈́͛͌̑͌́̇̿̂̄̀̀̎̈͑͛̔̀͒͒̆͋͊͗̏͋̆̇̆̋̄̒̏́͂̐͂̌̄̓͛̌̈́̾͒̄̚̕̚͘͘͘̕̕̕͘̕̕̚͘̕͘͘̕͜͝͝͠͝͝͝͝͠͝͠͝͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͠͝ to forge a new archangel in Uriel’s stead.

Asuriel knows many things, too many, perhaps, including secrets that were never meant to be uncovered, spanning Heaven, Hell, and Earth. Twistedly devoted to God yet shaped by her own ambitions, she carries on Uriel’s work with angelification experiments, pushing the boundaries of cruelty and obsession further than ever before. But amid the blood, the feathers, and the echoes of broken souls… is it truly devotion that drives her, or something far more personal?

ngl i love haunted narrative characters

Malieon (Odysseus) x Minhyeok (Penelope)

i've been wanting to do some sort of collab between WHB and Epic the Musical due to the similarities in the story between MC and Minhyeok, hehe

here my lovely birdies in Epic’s design

i’m curious abt their high school days hehe