vjonk

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the visionnn:

marionette puppet 2.0

a couple of progress photos of my gabriel cosplay:

under the cut is a small video that shows off the sparkles better :)

*throws this at u and runs*

i havent really been drawing at all for a bit now, but i have been crafting :)

lots of photos under the cut vvvvv

gnomes:

continued my marionette fursona project from last year:

(i still need to make the wooden cross thingy and string the doll up)

linocut:

crochet bunnies:

here he is!

the recent noticable interest in moles reminded me that abt 2+ years ago i made a mole fursona lmao

i made a new friend :)

he's about 3 meter long and his name is asparagus :3

making a toad friend

more bunnies

more bunny

buny

man on a mission (in 7 acts)

chicken time :)

wheres seasons greasons

nonsexual nudity under the cut

gay ppl

ive been going to a little drawing group once a week and it's heloed alot to make me actually draw sth :)

a new darkwood oc!

the witch, a very solitary pagan who used to live somewhere between the two villages in the swamp and the silent forest and who occasionally steals chicken and other livestock for blood sacrifices :) the witches pronouns are it/it's/itself, because why not.

the second time in a game that the stranger tries to go inside the chicken lady's house, the witch storms out with a chicken under it's arm, with the chicken lady screaming bloody murder after them. when the stranger comes to the swamp and closer to the heart of the forest, he might find the witch again, sitting in a circle of dead carcasses, resembling the savages that roam the forest, mumbling incoherently. In the evening, some savages come to the ritual site to add animal carcasses and otherwise bodyparts to the circle, the more human looking parts are more and more parts from replicas made by the Being. If the stranger steps into the circle and attacks the witch, it will only start screaming and when killed, the stranger can loot their body to find an "effigy of an old god", a little slightly humanoid looking figurine made of sticks and twine, covered in fungal growths.

first one of my second try of [...]tober combining prompts from different lists :D not gonna hold myself to any rules except like, only combining prompts of the same days, crediting the creators of the lists i used the prompts of and posting however much i manage to draw until the end of this year, don't wanna end up stressing myself out about this.

anyways, the prompts were nosebleed (goretober list by Lezi_gal on instagram) and comfort (magpieve inktober by @mossory )

i finally finished the second space clown :D

they're called the harlequin and they mostly hang around in the swamp (because they can't really leave it), trying to make anything that looks human enough laugh or atleast smile with some slapstick humour, balloon animals and confetti :) they've mostly given up on trying to find the pierrot, even though it physically hurts them to ignore that need to be together with their Space Clown Comrade

also, they squeak and bounce like a little squeaky bouncy ball :)

I’ve come to make an announcement: Shadow the Hedgehog’s a bitch-ass motherfucker, he pissed on my fucking wife! That’s right, he took his hedgehog-fuckin’ quilly dick out and he pissed on my fucking wife, and he said his dick was “this big,” and I said “that’s disgusting,” so I’m making a callout post on my Twitter.com: Shadow the Hedgehog, you’ve got a small dick, It’s the size of this walnut except WAY smaller. And guess what? Here’s what my dong looks like! That’s right, baby, tall points, no quills, no pillows — look at that, it looks like two balls and a bong! He fucked my wife, so guess what, I’m gonna fuck the Earth! That’s right, this is what you get: my SUPER LASER PISS!! Except I’m not gonna piss on the Earth, I’m gonna go higher!! I’m pissing ON THE MOON! How do you like that, Obama?! I PISSED ON THE MOON, YOU IDIOT!! You have twenty-three hours before the piss drrrrroplllllllets hit the fucking Earth! Now get outta my fucking sight, before I piss on you too!

i've been fucking around with procreate and sketching alot of satosugu these past few days

new clown dropped 👉👈 (added some detail shots to make up for the tunglr qualityTM)

they continued on until they found a travelling circus, where they observed the clown performances and picked up a trick or more, for an example, they learned how to make humans laugh, a sound that the clowns like to hear!

they continued on until they found a travelling circus, where they observed the clown performances and picked up a trick or more, for an example, they learned how to make humans laugh, a sound that the clowns like to hear!

they continued on until they found a travelling circus, where they observed the clown performances and picked up a trick or more, for an example, they learned how to make humans laugh, a sound that the clowns like to hear!

a few years later they ended up joining another travelling circus in a bigger city and started touring with them through poland, until they had to stop for the night in a big forest :) that night just so happened to be the night when things started to change in Darkwood, directly impacting the clowns. the pierrot ended up unconscious for several years, their limbs tangled in the twisting branches of some particularly dense growing trees, until they were woken up by the gravedigger, who had already made a grave for them, which they kindly refused to be burried in. the gravedigger brough them back to their hut, where the pierrot was able to sort out their thoughts, show the priest a funny little trick with some rags, and then bid them farewell, as they realised their harlequin wasn't anywhere near them. they've been trying to find the harlequin since, which is made difficult by the Being that changed the woods and its inhabitants, as the Being instinctively suppresses the connection between the clowns and leads them away from each other with false signals without noticing what it's doing (similar to how an organic body would close and slowly heal a wound, without the body's host having to focus on it to do it).

the pierrot usually stays away from the villages, but sometimes stumbles upon lone wanderers in the woods. whenever they do, they often try to show the other one a little trick or goof to make them laugh, wether the recipient is a surviving human, dog or mangled beast doesn't matter

(i accidentally almost posted this on the wrong blog and i don't feel like typing the tags again, so here's some extra lore:

this is the gravedigger's half sister, Kasia :D she's a bit stubborn, very caring to anyone she thinks needs it and can barely sit still without working on some project or other.

she's three years older than the gravedigger and her mother was a childhood friend of their father, who divorced relatively shortly after kasia was born (they were still friends afterwards, they just took their time realising they're not in love with each other and that the marriage wasn't working out). two years before the gravedigger's birth their mother moved to the village, swooped their father of his feet and after her death, kasia's mother would frequently visit the gravedigger and their father with kasia to help each other out every now and then.

during the plague, kasia still sometimes manages to visit the gravedigger and check in on them, in between chopping down trees and beasts and sharing some alcohol with casmir or the bike man or anyone else who's willing to share.

she actually manages to get out of the forest in the end and ends up moving to germany, where she eventually starts working as a janitor at a primary school and even manages to get sober after a while. when she settles down somewhat, she decides to learn more and become more involved with her own jewish ancestry and now local jewish community, as her mother was jewish, but wasn't able to share much of it with kasia. the doodle in the bottom left is kasia with her girlfriend in 2019 at pride in cologne :D (her girlfriend's sign says "nazis out", btw)

here's the gravedigger, this time slightly changed and in colour! :3 (their favourite colour is the green that i used for the lines) (edit: i changed the background colour)

most of my waking thoughts these past few days were about these idiots :)

in short, the gravedigger (they/them pronouns) is hard of hearing, grew up with their father and took up his work as gravedigger when he died and is generally a mellow person and since meeting the priest, is slowly getting braver again to help people, even if the person they're trying to help dies/suffers anyways. they go out every night to look for dead bodies of the beasts and any other unfortunate souls that wander the forest and put them in graves that they dig during the day near their hut (the beasts leave them alone for the most part and usually don't attack them, i wonder why :)).

in short, the gravedigger (they/them pronouns) is hard of hearing, grew up with their father and took up his work as gravedigger when he died and is generally a mellow person and since meeting the priest, is slowly getting braver again to help people, even if the person they're trying to help dies/suffers anyways. they go out every night to look for dead bodies of the beasts and any other unfortunate souls that wander the forest and put them in graves that they dig during the day near their hut (the beasts leave them alone for the most part and usually don't attack them, i wonder why :)).

the priest (he/him) grew up in an orthodox orphanage (i think?) and trained to become a priest, thanks to the influence of his mentors and parent figures. he's really anxious and nervous, but reciting prayers has helped him cope with his anxiety attacks. he got sent to the village with another priest to bring hope and a helping hand during the beginning of the plague, though things escalated and he ended up wandering the forest with an infected wound on his leg, until he stumbled in the gravedigger's hut and almost died. the gravedigger amputated his leg and nursed him back to a slightly more stable health state and they've been living together and helping each other since :)) almost forgot, but the priest also really likes wood carving and he keeps injuring himself doing it, because he's rather clumsy with knives and the like

i'll probably end up revising the pierrot's and maybe the gravedigger's designs, but that's them for now! :D

*"my agenda" by dorian electra feat. pussy riot and the village people can be heard faintly in the distance*