Stuff-that-I-made

Real quick

unimportant thing.

But I gotta say it.

I just made four different graphics for my masterlists. And I’m actually kind of proud of myself. Like, they were super simple and barely took any time, but I did them.

*covers face* *peeks through fingers* 

*whispers* I did a thing…

here they are:

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Both a warmup and something I wanted to do for a while now

A comic base around the annoying bot followers alot of users get which is extremely annoying I have so many bot followers I get 2-3 new ones almost everyday sure their adding numbers to my main blog (thank god my lewd blog got all REAL people as followers) I’m at 270 followers and I have so many bots I don’t want to bother wiping them off the list seems pointless any ways…as new ones keep popping up to follow >.>

I also made this as a warm up before I get to work on the requests since i haven’t drawn in a few days due to stuff so I hope you like this lil comic i made and for the requests the posts will be up sometime this weekend sorry for the delay

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It’s never easy to lose such a vital, irreplaceable member of the family, but this is downright heartbreaking. Carrie was one-of-a-kind who belonged to us all- whether she liked it or not. She was OUR Princess, damn it, & the actress who played her blurred into one gorgeous, fiercely independent & ferociously funny, take-charge woman who took our collective breath away. Determined & tough, but with a vulnerability that made you root for her & want her to succeed & be happy. She played such a crucial role in my professional & personal life, & both would have been far emptier without her. I am grateful for the laughter, the wisdom, the kindness & even the bratty, self-indulgent crap my beloved space-twin gave me through the years. Thanks Carrie. I love you, mh

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I dunno but listen to this song (x)  & tumbls kills the quality pls click

Poor Yurio can’t catch a break, even over long distance video calls (Viktor you act oblivious but we all know otherwise)

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Maybe they’ll save it. All the pieces. Store it in the town hall attic and rebuild it in a hundred years. Wonder who the hell we were.