Being A Canine Is A Spectrum

robot girl who’s clearly a bit disappointed after her maintenance session with the butch mechanic turned out to be decidedly non-erotic.

𝐏𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐬...

May I please anonymously request Transfem icons of Specimen 4 from spooky’s jumpscare mansion? Thank you!

like/rb if using + credit

wants to be clingy 🤝 scared of being annoying

Attention non-artists who commission artists: don’t fuckin do this???

Foaming at the mouth

by bangg cherry

February 2021 - October 2024

This is always fun to share lol, I don't know who that man is.

three years ago today, a new me was born

If I eat out a fae does that count?

Hello all, I want to introduce a book series I'm writing called Tales From The Twelve Gods.

As of now, I'm already working on book 2 and editing book 1.

The series follows Bael, a Vessel for the God of Corruption, as he embarks on a quest to kill the Ruler of Birds, a demigod of Life who has waged war and taken control of the oceans in its entirety.

The story definitely is more in depth with that, but I'd like to keep the synopsis on the down low for a little longer.

I hope you enjoy the snippet I've attached below :)

Mwah, love you all

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Once upon a time, eleven gods sat upon their thrones, far and deep amongst the cosmos, where humanity would never touch.

There were the twins, Life and Death.

The siblings: Feast, Corruption, Sky, Earth, Power, and Truth.

The two young lovers, Light and Dark.

And the child of the lovers, Love itself.

Their thrones sat infinitely high, the perfect size for each and every member of the universe, as they created what they wanted, and looked down as it became its own, curious and yearning to learn more. While they knew everything before, they did not know everything after. The future was a mystery, even to the last god that was born, Time.

It came to Death as she watched Sky create a star. A ball of fire and magic that gave Light immense happiness. It was a gift. Death wanted to destroy his gift. The happiness that was granted to his friend made him sick. So, when he was alone, he made a new friend. And then he called him Time. He told Time to destroy the star, and so he did. Death had convinced Time that he could not exist without him, and that he must do everything for him.

Time listened.

And, well, history tells the rest.

Of the twelve gods that sit upon the cosmos, in a place that humanity could never touch

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This is the very short intro, and I may attach the prologue soon if this is liked.

Can't wait to share more 🥰