THIS PAGE IS DOING A POO. PLEASE COME BACK WHEN IT HAS WIPED ITS BUMSY.

Dammit. In the last picture, Varin’s arms were supposed to look as though they were pointing and curling in random directions but two of his small arms are pointing to himself so it looks as though he’s going

Who’s got 18 squirming appendages and is acecore at delivering prophecies?

This guy.

Eyyyyyyyyyyyy

Varin stalling for time setting the mood before delivering a prophecy.

Varin stalling for time setting the mood before delivering a prophecy.

Some WIPs before I go to bed. Still unfinished.

Worldbuilding snippets: magical anus smell

The human world is different from the demon world and the fae world in that it has no external magic. External magic refers to the magic floating around in the ether, which a magical being may tap into. (This is as opposed to internal magic generated within the body of a magical creature, which it can draw upon to perform its magical abilities.)

However, this isn’t strictly true. Our universe actually has the same amount of magic in it as the demon one or the fae one. What makes ours remarkable is that it is vast. Our universe is so big that its total magic is spread out enough to be effectively zero at any given point in space.

Humans do possess a nonzero amount of magic, and it is the magical anus smell. If you scrounge your fingers around in your buttcrack through your clothes, some of the smell will somehow transfer to your fingers, even through multiple layers of clothing. This is physically impossible and the process is entirely magical.

Some more blims probably not worth their own posts.

Done in Blimsketch.

Exterminate!
Drawn in Blimsketch.

Exterminate!

Drawn in Blimsketch.

Goteki 45.
Drawn in Blimsketch

Goteki 45.

Drawn in Blimsketch

Tresspasser!
Drawn in Blimsketch

Tresspasser!

Drawn in Blimsketch

Two sketch commissions I got from ejaybasford, who gave me permission to upload these here.

Phelmarith, full of excess goop and feeling like hammered shit, is exhibiting what happens when a healer demon becomes ill themselves. Marith’s normally colourless slime becomes purple and loses its healing properties. Plus it just falls out whenever, instead of him choosing when to extrude it. 

I commissioned Facerot for this because he’s super good at drawing icky monsters, and he didn’t disappoint! 

Next is Serick, presumably on her way to do some serious ass-kicking. Crossbows are kinda redundant for her but she uses them because she likes them. The one she’s holding is of human make and was a present from a human comrade.

Spider in my garden with a shieldbug.

Spider in my garden with a shieldbug.