“Immortal Spark”

Teen form Scaratar!

(Sorry i’ve been gone so long. My b-day, family stuff, and the whole kosa scare did a number on me!)

What i mean by “he gets there” is when he’s in his teen form as well.

good thing I didn’t have to turn this paper in ‘ :^

Birthday stuff!

first, we got the cake from today. (Made by my talented sister)

The food

Next, a few gifts highlights.

And finally, a few shirts from my Uncle C!

some BlitzWing expressions while I work on his ref sheet

Anger isn’t the easiest to make expressive…

And Crazy is extremely expressive.

Idk if anyone cares or not, but I’m making a RiddleJokes fanfic. Uhm, if you want to read it, it’s linked here.

it might be really bad. (I TAKE CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM)

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(Once I get an AO3 accout because I’m used to wattpad, I’ll update this post to link that.”

some art for my au I never continued

Height chart with main front refrence.

ZiM and Gir reference sheet + description.

i’ll also list Dib’s description if he got a refrencesheet.

” A super senior in his hiskool, Dib is jobless, carless, and washed up. He’s struggling with a bound of depression that he’s kept to himself for a while now. Well, ZiM knows as well, he makes him get up in the morning most of the time. He’s given up on a lot of his dreams for when he got up, and is now unsure if what to do with his life anymore. He doesn’t feel cared for, feels as if nobody likes him, hardly likes what he used to, and only finds solace in social media. Maybe he can get out of this mess if he just sucked it up. “

Yeah, that’s my au mostly. Fanfic writing? Maybe in the future. I don’t have a name for it.

i did some more drawings during school. Maybe i’ll redo some on procreate and they’ll look better.

Still Here (2)

Exerpt from They the Wubbox, Chapter 15.5 : Still here, on Wattpad

The final snap rang through the island. Air island had now been broken from the clouds. The island drifted away slowly, yet quickly. "Alright, get to shelter everyone!" Riff yelled to them. He, T-Rox, Pom-Pom, Tweedle, Fwog and Scups were the only ones left on the island, confident they would be able to survive without the other islands. T-Rox and Riff we're watching the island until it's final moments with the other islands, and now they began to drift away. They dashed back to to the castle. It was strong and sturdy, and they had prepared it for the leaving of the island. The bunkered inside, but T-Rox didn't. It got windy, and he couldn't hold his footing on the ground. The last sight was the blur of his orange and grey body slip away.

At least, thats what she remembered. She was left alone, the sun on her face to comfort her when everything else seemed dull and bleak. PomPom was the final survivor of air island. She would be the only one to watch the island now, until, she too, felt the embrace of death. She couldn't do it herself. She couldn't self terminate. What would EomPom think of her know? Would she see her differently, would she still see her as a manipulative man-catcher. She hated the idea. "November something, zero A.C. Or, after cross. Today, im reflecting on what my past actions have led to. I know it wasn't in my control, yet, i still think a small part of it is my fault. I hope someday i'll see another soul. Anyone and i'll be happy. Good evening, PomPom."

Read, They the Wubbox, at :

Wattpad

They the Wubbox

The Wubbox were strange monsters, made by one of the many celestials, Galvana. She made all the Wubbox, and their lives...

similing friends + my mental health status! :3

Still Here (4)

[i didn’t have an image for this one]

Exerpt from They the Wubbox, Chapter 15.5 : Still here, on Wattpad

The island, scorched under the sun, sat silently. Many of the monsters had stayed on, but many had died and were disposed of into the vast void below.

Mammot sat under a tree. The silence was sickening. No monster spoke. Not even Potbelly, the talkative ones. The heat was nearly unbearable, the heat was so hot, it felt like their skin would melt off at any moment. Would cold island be safe from this heat?

"Mammot, i have a confession." Fwog said as he stepped forward. His skin was nearly red from the sun.

"Yes?"

"Me and Clamble were the ones that made you guys fail the contest at Spooktacle. I saw how much it hurt you, but i was always to scared to appologize. I saw this as my only opportunity to tell you im sorry."

Mammot couldn't bring himself to be mad anymore. 

"I forgive you. But if you were to tell me this not long ago, i would have been mad."

"Im glad you forgive me. It was really hard to find a way to apologize. You don't mind if it sit here, do you?"

"Go ahead."

The monsters around the island began to stand up and sit around the trees for shade. It was peaceful, but the thought of death was the only thing that kept the happiness drowned out.

Read, They the Wubbox, at :

Wattpad

They the Wubbox

The Wubbox were strange monsters, made by one of the many celestials, Galvana. She made all the Wubbox, and their lives...