reference sheet for kama <3
his design surprisingly has not changed much over the entire time hes had this design. Most of my ocs change a lot 😭
some more doodles of his design for an alternate ref
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Hoş geldin fesleğen güzeli...🫠🌱...
“Isırgan gibi olma, dokunan sen de eza cefa bulmasın” dedi meczup, “Fesleğen gibi ol ki, dokunan sen de ferahlık bulsun!”
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i must ask you reblog this so said beast, you know. actually has attributes
also ping me or something if you draw it i want to see.
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“Can you pull in Leviathan with a fishhook
or tie down its tongue with a rope?
Can you put a cord through its nose
or pierce its jaw with a hook?
Will it keep begging you for mercy?
Will it speak to you with gentle words?
Will it make an agreement with you
for you to take it as your slave for life?”
- Job XLI
Click here to learn more about Last Sprout 🌱
You can support me on Patreon for £1 and help fund this project
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i love him so much. poob. <3.
do not repost or face the consequences!!!
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hiçbir şey kalıcı değil, her şey değişiyor; ama kelimeler kalır, resimler kalır.
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the image of qtubbo climbing between machinery covered in soot and fuck all and then putting on clean gloves so he can carry his glittery sparkling daughter to their next adventure is the onw thing keeping me going
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"talk dirty to me" uhh dirt dust mud germs disease grime . what do you mean im doing it wrong
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SWORDTEMBER DAY 20 : SUMMONER
Visage of the Leviathan 🐍🩸
“‘> I feel your gaze, basilisk. It chills me to my core. I worship at your feet, your stolen egg, and bleeding mother. Yet still I feel your eye burn hot and angry within me. Watching me. Testing me.
> Will you reward me? When sinew and bone rain from the sky, when we make our impact, what of us? Will we churn within that red mist, or live with you as gods in your breathing garden? Are we but limbs? Broken, twisted, reaching backwards. A means to an end.
> I love you, basilisk. My body, my heart, my tattered soul. I feel your gaze, hot and angry within each one.
> Spare me, O Leviathan. I live to be your servant.’
- Musings of The Flesh ”
Of twisted flesh and crimson ichor. This sword is from the video game I’m making, LAST SPROUT! There’s more info in this post here, but about 90% of my work for this project is over on patreon!
I also did another sword from the game last year, The Inventor’s Blade, and I have also drawn The Leviathan before! You can see em by following these links!
Yesterday’s sword!
You can support me on Patreon for £1 and help me make stuff like this!
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