Hhngh Litol Skecth In These Trying Times

some pride flag moomintrolls :D im gonna make some more (lesbian!! and ace and nb, maybe more?) as soon as medibang wants to cooperate again

😔🤙 if i didn't have a slight fear of bugs crawling into my ears i probably would've even slept in those holes

the recent noticable interest in moles reminded me that abt 2+ years ago i made a mole fursona lmao

marionette puppet 2.0

buny

i made a new friend :)

he's about 3 meter long and his name is asparagus :3

gay ppl

new clown dropped 👉👈 (added some detail shots to make up for the tunglr qualityTM)

they continued on until they found a travelling circus, where they observed the clown performances and picked up a trick or more, for an example, they learned how to make humans laugh, a sound that the clowns like to hear!

they continued on until they found a travelling circus, where they observed the clown performances and picked up a trick or more, for an example, they learned how to make humans laugh, a sound that the clowns like to hear!

they continued on until they found a travelling circus, where they observed the clown performances and picked up a trick or more, for an example, they learned how to make humans laugh, a sound that the clowns like to hear!

a few years later they ended up joining another travelling circus in a bigger city and started touring with them through poland, until they had to stop for the night in a big forest :) that night just so happened to be the night when things started to change in Darkwood, directly impacting the clowns. the pierrot ended up unconscious for several years, their limbs tangled in the twisting branches of some particularly dense growing trees, until they were woken up by the gravedigger, who had already made a grave for them, which they kindly refused to be burried in. the gravedigger brough them back to their hut, where the pierrot was able to sort out their thoughts, show the priest a funny little trick with some rags, and then bid them farewell, as they realised their harlequin wasn't anywhere near them. they've been trying to find the harlequin since, which is made difficult by the Being that changed the woods and its inhabitants, as the Being instinctively suppresses the connection between the clowns and leads them away from each other with false signals without noticing what it's doing (similar to how an organic body would close and slowly heal a wound, without the body's host having to focus on it to do it).

the pierrot usually stays away from the villages, but sometimes stumbles upon lone wanderers in the woods. whenever they do, they often try to show the other one a little trick or goof to make them laugh, wether the recipient is a surviving human, dog or mangled beast doesn't matter

(i accidentally almost posted this on the wrong blog and i don't feel like typing the tags again, so here's some extra lore:

the visionnn:

most of my waking thoughts these past few days were about these idiots :)

in short, the gravedigger (they/them pronouns) is hard of hearing, grew up with their father and took up his work as gravedigger when he died and is generally a mellow person and since meeting the priest, is slowly getting braver again to help people, even if the person they're trying to help dies/suffers anyways. they go out every night to look for dead bodies of the beasts and any other unfortunate souls that wander the forest and put them in graves that they dig during the day near their hut (the beasts leave them alone for the most part and usually don't attack them, i wonder why :)).

in short, the gravedigger (they/them pronouns) is hard of hearing, grew up with their father and took up his work as gravedigger when he died and is generally a mellow person and since meeting the priest, is slowly getting braver again to help people, even if the person they're trying to help dies/suffers anyways. they go out every night to look for dead bodies of the beasts and any other unfortunate souls that wander the forest and put them in graves that they dig during the day near their hut (the beasts leave them alone for the most part and usually don't attack them, i wonder why :)).

the priest (he/him) grew up in an orthodox orphanage (i think?) and trained to become a priest, thanks to the influence of his mentors and parent figures. he's really anxious and nervous, but reciting prayers has helped him cope with his anxiety attacks. he got sent to the village with another priest to bring hope and a helping hand during the beginning of the plague, though things escalated and he ended up wandering the forest with an infected wound on his leg, until he stumbled in the gravedigger's hut and almost died. the gravedigger amputated his leg and nursed him back to a slightly more stable health state and they've been living together and helping each other since :)) almost forgot, but the priest also really likes wood carving and he keeps injuring himself doing it, because he's rather clumsy with knives and the like

i'll probably end up revising the pierrot's and maybe the gravedigger's designs, but that's them for now! :D