A pair of cute drawings I did for a friend I've been in a few Pathfinder games with! Redhead with goggles is a Cleric and the blonde one's a Druid!

I got caught up and spent several hours in the night (last night) trying to format correctly a little easter egg answer version of this poem for those who are aware of my systemhood. I’m not certain how many will catch on. I completed a poem itself yesterday late afternoon—with the features of a good portion of my headmates. I was able to post it to **[Tumblr](<https://www.tumblr.com/cjoatprehn/748520001357643777/fluxcore>)** before I did pass out for the next several hours. But it is complete!

Back at it again with Skyler Witherspoon’s poetryprompts! Tonight I’ve written a longer one for Prompt 20.

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# FluxCore
**[20. Write a poem about your gender.]**

I, Mx. Whisper, have many genders. /

As the idea of it all is a construct of a lack of fluidity. /

I’m the flow the oceans waves. /

The cascading of the waterfalls /

soaking boat riders in a blissful wash. /

I’m the apparition of the Void, /

that’s just a little guy. /

A fuzzy little cat of the darkness. /

I’m the moon and the stars /

that you shoot meteors across. /

I’m the hobbit underneath the grass mounds, /

Gazing up at passerby through a mosaic window on the ceiling. /

I’m the creature living in the closet, /

Scarred and horrifying /

But is quite wholesome that comforts you on scary nights. /

I’m the stink stink just doing their thing in that there corner. /

I’m the cyborg who’s got his eye out for men; /

Feasting on popcorn as tea spills. /

Mischievously pranking children as a fitted sheet monster; /

Only seeking cuddles and tickle matches in dominance. /

I’m the big brother ready to swing and box. /

I’m the stripper bratty to the lot. /

I’m the drag queen that dresses in hot pink hoochie shorts; /

To the funky Mettaton EX theme. /

I’m the man giving a Megan Thee Stallion-worthy booty performance. /

I’m the recluse in the woods. /

Deep in a book, written in Braille. /

I’m the linguist who fascinates herself in the many calligraphic forms. /

I’m the nameless princess who grew to Duchess. /

I’m the mother of your children. /

I’m the warrior leading armies in the night; /

By the glow of my bioluminescent wings en mass. /

Close your eyes and trust in pixie dust. /

Diplomacy is key. /

I’m the erosion manipulated by your corruption. /

I’m the sky clouded over and misty. /

I’m the tears you shed in gold sunlight. /

How soft a pillow, am I, Mama? /

I’m the geeky gadgets of your endeavors. /

I’m the large platforms you wear on your soles. /

I’m the collar adorning your neck. /

I’m the goggles that snap pictures of your fire poses. /

Slaying your competition in your worth, Your Grace! /

I’m the clicking of your mouse. /

I’m the tapping of your keyboard. /

I’m the manager of your chaos, /

Wearing bunny suits and buck teeth. /

I’m the children of the playground. /

I’m the singing of the birds. /

I’m the climbing up trees to read a book about peace. /

Hey look! A sunset! /

The others going home. /

This is our space. /

The children outcasted from the village. /

I’m the reading in your ears. /

I’m the booping of noses. /

I’m the squishing of slime and swishing of tentacles in the ocean. /

I’m the big hoodie that covers your hands; /

Obviously too big but that’s the point. /

I’m the Death that draws near. /

Not literally but ego-wise. /

I’m the owl that escapes your trap. /

I’m the wings beating in the air. /

I’m the heartbeat within your eggs. /

I’m the goth besties with emo girls. /

Alternative is fun, even with the skulls. /

What? They’re great for mixing in. /

I’m the tinking of glasses. /

I’m the foam from your beers. /

I’m the ice in the shaker, /

with your drink being chilled. /

I’m the warmth of the hearth. /

The softness of clouds. /

The sleek of the silk. /

The Jester in your eyes. /

The screams in your mind. /

The turmoil in one party. /

I’m the boy that starts the fight; /

and the girl that finishes it. /

Settle down or take it outside! /

Staying sharp these days, hmm?

I’m the sizzle of hot in cold. /

The chinking of metal. /

The sigh from your chest. /

The sweat dropping from your brow. /

The sailor-born swear of frustration. /

I’m the coin tossed to your butcher. /

I’m the blade holding your fate. /

I’m the hammer that broke the anvil. /

I’m the one who snores deep and loud. /

A hard day at the forge earns you great sleep. /

Even if you’re napping on a customized warhammer. /

It’s comfortable. /

I’m the brood that has seen Death itself. /

I’m the medium who heard all. /

I’m the mirror you dance in. /

You’re doing great with your recitals and practice. /

I’m the dragon breathing fire. /

I’m the prism that facets color. /

I’m your hoard of cherished goods. /

I’m the pen in your hand. /

I’m the hands on your phone. /

I’m the window to the world. /

The bridge between cups. /

I could go on. /

I am no gender. /

I am a system. /

Of flux.

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Bandages and goggles are clearly the best disguise for a skeleton. Nothing else to say.

Decided to redo and finish some fanart of my friend Kuura's OC. Though I may have gotten carried away a bit adding more green here and there. Before the computer overheated you would have seen him with rice bowls for goggles but alas the program didn't save the file and I had to start from when I'd finished the lineart. Took me about 8 hours and 50 minutes.

Sketch fullbody of OC Nima. She's a plump darkskinned woman in stilletto heels and clawed gloves, smiling maniacly. She wears a cowl with antenna, a high-low coat with a segmented skirt, looking like wings in the back, and large goggles that look like fly eyes.

Custom character sold on twitter <3 Dragon goggles = Droggles

For my first post on InkBlot, I'll share this lineup piece of the main characters for my webcomic, The Wandering Cryptids. It's a story about two brothers who form a rock band in the 1960s and try to climb their way to fame. The comic explores romance, comedy, personal turmoil and relationships, all told through colorful hippie goggles.The comic is coming to Tapas very soon!

Featuring Weenus from Robotomy and fan characters for same cartoon.

Even baby bots can be pretty destructive, so you have to keep them under control by feeding, cleaning nappies (I don't have to be British though), burping, bottle nursing and entertaining those little ones with brand toys (example: Tickle-Me Psycho).

Baby Weenus is the lime green robot with frequent tummyaches (just an AU purpose). Felato is the kitten with this spiky tail end. Furos is the excitable puppy with goggles.

Taken reference is from an OGGY episode (Oggy and the Babies), in a scene where Jack feeds the kittens (actually the roaches) with his signature spicy milk formula, this lil game about choosing randomly by finger pointing the way we tune in til the finger ends at one point, drives me happily chill for an idea of ordering first to the end of a number line.

This milk thing is what drives the babies patiently awed and jumpy for, the most excitable thing being the added spice (and weird ingredients the babysitter adds here).

Felato is pretty much overprotective of others including her sister Furso. She tried much to prevent Weenus from sneaking out of certain places she considers safe for them.

And poor Weenus just got tied to this spicy milk formula that he craves then drank too much bottles of the same milk, he just got tummy cramps and had to be cared for at the pediatric medical center. His treatment is about the same from the baby dino with similar tummy trouble in this Cocobi Hospital game.

From 2014

PaintToolSAI

Some fanart for Dark Souls 1

I 100% have nostalgia goggles for that janky game.

So I did that awesome thing where I drew a sketch yesterday and completely forgot to post it lol.

I was going through all my old ttrpg books because of the recent kerfuffle and I remembered this guy I made for a Darwin's World campaign. I wish I could remember what I named him, but all I remember is that he is So Completely Normal about duct tape.

[ID: A digital paint of an anthropomorphic alligator standing in front of two ruined buildings. He has a backpack on with two rolls of duct tape on the side, is holding some kind of ray gun in his left hand, and is wearing blue-tinted goggles. /ID]

Shame on me for not posting this first and introducing this out of the blue X Rank team, Dripping Domination! When X Rank battles were introduced to Splatsville, they were the first four to climb to that rank, and they all heard about each other and decided "Okay, we should be a team!" They are unrivaled and undefeated, well, were, until they met X Blood.

The leader is King, in the 18k Aviators, she uses a Custom E-Liter.
The co-captain is Astro with the annaki mask, he uses a gold dynamo roller.
Third in the team is Ikka, with the friendship bracelet on the wrong foot, he uses a tenta camo brella.
And their newest member is Electra, with the goggles, she has a kensa sloshing machine.

They're all available for interaction in my rp server. If you would like to join Inkadia, the link is here! https://discord.com/invite/aCYjaUSgnX

May 31st marks World Otter Day this year, and what better way to celebrate this occasion by newly introduced otter fursona? c:

I really love how everything turned out here, especially the angle and the colors. Underwater environments have always kind of fascinated me, because in terms of artwork they can really be pretty to look at with all the area surrounding the characters, and can even feel relaxing in some cases.

Also if you're wondering why Otter Mike doesn't have his goggles on his eyes when he really should, he just wears them on his head because he thinks it makes him look cuter. That, and he can swim well being an otter and all, ahaha.

Hope you like this drawing as much as I had making it!~

**Art and character owned by MikeYokite**