So innocent, she looped around back to evil 🔥
TYSM!! 😍 🦌
ALTPokecember days 4 and 5: grass and electric types with leafeon and jolteon!
Still playing catchup on Pokecember.
Day 3 is water type, so here’s a doodly brionne!
ALTPlaying Pokecember catchup!
Days 1 and 2 are Normal and Fire types respectively, so here’s Benji and Miya representing my two favorite buns, buneary and scorbunny!
LMAO this one took me a bit! Poor Brad...
Thank you Dawg!!! 💕 🦌
An early birthday gift for @caffeinerabbit
His feisty little scorbunny Miya.
I’ll be out of town later this week for Halloween, so I wouldn’t have been able to draw him something closer to his actual birthday.
Art © me.
Miya © @caffeinerabbit
Pokemon © Nintendo.
She cannot be stopped, she will not be stopped!! 💕🐰🔥
Den-Con 2024
A cosplay-themed collaboration featuring many wonderful artists!
Links to all artists: (left-to-right, top-to-bottom):
sonnytherat
S_Miles_Art
shinzaia
Anton51Art
ac_doodlebot
ohmiyoni
PajamaMcHam
goldidraws
Graffiti Hyena
Curious_Anml
caffeinelapin
NanaN0Head
AtomicRac
pinecatcom
vpvrtment
ArtsZinco
gogoandyrobo
monbaidraws
B_BudArt
sonokido
PyannyYan
CheekyCatbat
9LivesToGo
dansyron
realbuckscat
matteblue63
coniraccoon
PXL_BRD
EngineTrap
jessemg95
Ruby_Dragonoid
For this Halloween, Daphne’s going as Marcille from Delicious in Dungeon! Gotta show that Blonde solidarity.
Created for a Cosplay Collab on Discord!
ALTOur Isekai'd Bodies, Ourselves: A Human's Guide to Being a Hero
That isn't your face.
You stare at the mirror and it stares back, your shocked expression painted across a distorted canvas. You can't ignore it - not when every slight motion screams a thousand unfamiliar signals down your nerves. It made you want to scream, but you wouldn't even recognize the sound. So you just sit in front of the mirror, staring at the creature reflected within it.
That isn't your face. It can't be. Everything about this situation is- it's insane. Impossible. Wrong. You feel crushed, squeezed into a shape that's far too small, that refuses to move the way you tell it to. They say you'll be fine, that they'll help you. You don't want their help. You want to go home. But you can't. There's nowhere you can hide, no familiar place of comfort you can retreat to, nothing you can do to put any distance between yourself and this impossible situation you've found yourself in. Because no matter what you do, no matter where you go, there's always a reminder. You feel it in every muscle, hear it every time you speak, taste it on an unfamiliar tongue. And you see it in the mirror, even when you look away.
That isn't your face. But it's the only one you have left.
ALTOur Isekai’d Bodies, Ourselves: A Human’s Guide to Being a Hero
