My Art Is So Inconsistent Also Gaining The Courage To Post Bad Art

little progress on the kn redraw but progress nonetheless

Hoarder Nikto or Minimalist König?

both!

thinking..thinking.. thought thunk!

minimalist!konig.. mmmh, könig sees no use for worthless things, he keeps what he needs close and that’s all that matters, it’s what’s worked for the past 30 odd years—why would he change his ways? he’s a simple man, with simple ways. a simple life, kill, eat, sleep, repeat. he doesn’t see an issue with the limited belongings in his house, a tv & sofa in his livingroom, a bed and wardrobe in his bedroom.

it’s like something out of a jail, and when he brings you over for the first time— you have to double check you’re inside a house, looking up at könig as he made you some soup in the kitchen, ginger hair tied up in a messy bun.

‘you don’t decorate?’

‘ nein. i do decorate.’

‘..where? the fucking titanic?’

when u move in, safe to say you add your own sparkle and spice to his once-blank house, although, he’s not pleased.

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hoarder!nikto… oh, god. this man doesn’t know when to let go, he’s afraid of losing, afraid of letting go despite his adaptation to loss—and that affects his day to day life, he has thousands of letters stuffed in his drawers, receipts tucked into the folds of his wallet, old trinkets rammed into closets and cluttered atop hall-tables, poor sputnik has to jump over a few things sometimes.

it’s not disgusting, he’s not a pig—but it’s not healthy. you come over to his house, lips tangled together as you stumbled through the door, almost tripping over the large collection of boxes that gathered in his doorway, spending the rest of the evening attempting to convince him to rid of items, instead of fucking.

‘what about this, it’s a fucking wooden mouse.’

‘that is rat. kitty likes it.’

‘kto-to can live without a wooden fucking rat, nikto.’

‘we cannot.’

he’ll never change, but all you can do is slowly sell things and hope he never realises, or give them to charity.

‘why the fuck our many clocks gone?’

the ritalin is kicking in, i am going to blog instead of study hehehhehhehehgehge *rubs hands*

Well... I wanted to film a speedpoint for you, but in an attempt to solve the problem with the connection in the laptop, I resorted to drastic measures – returning to factory settings while saving personal files.

In order to be safe, all the most valuable items were prudently transferred to an external hard drive. Alas, technology does not always meet our expectations: the digital medium, like a traitor, made a fatal mistake. Despite the desperate attempts of resuscitation, it is not possible to return the data. Overnight, I lost all my works, even those that were not published. But the video intended for the speedpaint still survived. Of course, I don't intend to give up the idea of creating a new video, but I admit it will take me some time, studying is now the first priority. I understand that I rarely post work, but I'm in my final year of medical school, writing my diploma, going to work, and generally trying to make a living. Excuse me.

I'm sorry if what I wrote doesn't sound right, crooked, I'm not a native English speaker.

If you're interested, here's my telegram channel: [ link ]

they told me they like me. what now 💀

having a crush on someone makes me want to take a step back and reconnect with nature man, please pray for me during this hard time

maybe i am governed by euro-centric concepts......

bro maybe nikto's meds don't work because they are russian prescription, ritalin isn't even legal in russia

"Nikolai had shattered Yegerov's friend's skull with the wrench propped up against the wall nearby. The blood had spattered up his bare torso, matting his chest hair, stained the side of his face. Shirtless, with a buzzcut he hadn't worn since his time in the Russian Air Force, he looked every part the madman he had become."

From this fic by @on-a-lucky-tide

As you can see, the image staid with me.

Alternate versions ( No blood, Nik with hair, lineart) under "keep reading" ⬇️​⬇️​⬇️​

the producer hasn't confirmed my order, will we make it out of this? 🔥🔥🗣️🗣️

we printing old art in this hard time

König Krueger Nikto all just loosely holding hands in a lil cult sesh but they're really just trying to manifest their plan working

I don’t know what this is, but it’s this. Yuh.

Also first time drawing Krüger, yay!

he was beaten and bruised. the vision still haunts me. he was so vulnerable and pliant.

i also had visions of og makarov last night