ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʜᴜʀᴛꜱ.

🧵"Burn that brand upon your shell and claim your mark as King."🧵

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PAUSE just saw some artworks are actually wood and plastic???? that makes it even COOLER

Yeah I wanted to try something new! I might make more of those in the future, it just takes a lot of time and energy to do 👉👈

Here's Gappy ~ ⚓⛵🌊

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Little disclaimer, I painted this based on one of Araki's illustration for Jojolion. Also it's been a loooooong time since I last used acrylic paint, but it turned out fine I guess *shrug* 💙

"Where the sun shines down

On a beautiful Bikini Bottom day"

"Nice weather! What conspiracies are we cooking on the menu today?"

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❄️| Ice Queen | ❄️

"Welcome To The Circus!!" 🎪

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"If you look really, really close, you can see there's a dead pixel in the upper right corner." ◼️

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Now with Curly art:

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" ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʜᴜʀᴛꜱ."

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(Btw, thank you guys so much for all the love ❤️)

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These Violent Delights

Fandom: The Sandman (Netflix TV Serie)

Pairing: The Corinthian/Dream

Word count: 4559

Chapter: One-Shot

Rating: Mature/Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Additional Tags: Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Unhealthy Relationships, Power Dynamics, One-Sided Attraction, Violent Thoughts, No Smut, Possessive and Obsessive Behavior, Love/Hate, Violence, Angst

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Summary :

The air was damp, a chilling breeze nipping at his skin, exciting the light hairs on the nape of his neck.

And then the Corinthian finally saw him.

He felt his various mouths water, gaze instantly drawn to the lean figure curled up in the middle of an intricate glass cage.

The King of Dreams was holy in his paleness. He was like a beacon of light in the surrounding darkness, his alabaster complexion starkly contrasting against jet-black hair.

Entranced by the view, the Corinthian took a step closer like a moth to a flame.

Seemingly asleep, Dream's head rested on his arms, long limbs tangled like winter wisteria around his body to hide his shame as best as he could, unwilling to bend to mortals even at his lowest.

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[OR IN WHICH: The Corinthian decides to visit his caged creator after ten years of imprisonment.]

Part two is up!!