Shit Post

NOWS YOUR CHANCE TO BE A {{BIGSHOT}}!!

Also a little slice of gay in these trying times

Braddy when Raiden Shogun booba sword:

Anyways Katiro and Braddy are basically twins (it’s complicated 😅) and they’re both like Russian and Japanese (A little Irish sprinkled in somewhere) so I made a little treat. I also play Genshin so when Ni told me about Braddy wearing a kimono I had a few ideas.

a myths of styles chapter 1 end

Some things I came out with here is cursed. Meet a sort of joke AU Buddy called fresh Buddy -the regretful creator of fresh Buddy Ni

a shadowy puppeteer, their puppet isn't free of its sins it makes image is censored because of comic spoilers -ni

"so here is the god of the world that buddy and chara will eventually end up at. a being of magic and chaos, their chaos a controlled one that keeps other gods powerless in his world makeing it a place where you should abandon your faith to keep alive as you god wont have power their. -a out of lore entry in lore" this character known as cyanide is my first real oc created back when i was in school before i broke my left arm he was always in the back of my mind always as the one i would use for when i wanted a god. though the art is colorless only thing of his with color is a red scarf that blows in the wind torn into pices at the edges

WHY IS THIS ONE OF THE MOST POPULAR DRAWINGS I HATE HIM WHY THIS ITS SO BAD - Kita

NOWS YOUR CHANCE TO BE A {{BIGSHOT}}!!

couple things -ni

Smh didn’t even post the ones I sent last night. I’ll give him until the end of the school day - Kita

my post my words uwu -ni

"so here is the god of the world that buddy and chara will eventually end up at. a being of magic and chaos, their chaos a controlled one that keeps other gods powerless in his world makeing it a place where you should abandon your faith to keep alive as you god wont have power their. -a out of lore entry in lore" this character known as cyanide is my first real oc created back when i was in school before i broke my left arm he was always in the back of my mind always as the one i would use for when i wanted a god. though the art is colorless only thing of his with color is a red scarf that blows in the wind torn into pices at the edges