No Moral Value in Dirt Time

An isterik comic; more below the cut

little stickers i made for some really cool people and little stickers i made for fun and could give out to some very cool people c:

one still hasnt arrived to its destination so i have to hide it

Stag handle knife, Europe, 19th century.

This sick bleach shirt I made. Something to showcase my undying love for prehistoric cave art.

-bruises

-bullet wound

-split lip

-nosebleed/broken nose

Phantomarine is updated - Ch 7 p 54

Hmmm looks a little ultraviolet.

another sketch of John and Sam, kind of a follow-up to my last illustration...i seriously can't get them out of my head 😭

this is supposed to be the first panel of a short mini sequence, so hopefully two more little sketches are coming up soon!

Hear me out. They say he died. They say he’s buried in the family crypt. But there’s no evidence. No one actually knows. The records just stop involving his name. Everything is presumed.

So in my universe of delusion, Hans is most definitely severely injured in battle. However, Henry sees this right? He runs over to him when the battle is calm. Henry hanging his head with sorrow and grief. Everyone is walking by whom survived sees this and goes “oh yes, Hans Capon died in battle,” and they simply move on. But as Henry is grieving he notices a sign of life. This is when he acts. This is when Henry is pissed at the world, the nobles, the politics, the war.

Henry scoops up Hans and finds a wagon and takes him to the nearest good wife and nurses him back to Health. By the time Hans recovers, his son has already taken his place and at this point, Hans is no longer a noble. He is a dead man walking. So that’s when they decide together. “Let’s not go back.”