Update, He Has Officially Fallen Into The Chonny Hole. He's Listened To Cccc Up To Haiku And We've Been

Pelted by an image in my brain I needed to draw

cccc au we're after the events of c4 Darrel goes through cacophony

that's me <3 thanks again :3

free commission for a friend :3

@katindeed :3

I used to be a powerlifter

(please reblog this version, as it is finished!)

I don't even want to be positive or nonchalant. I'm going to bang my head against the wall till the world is so decomposed it doesn't even going to matter to me anymore

Jashtober day 6: Forest

This is hopeless. I can’t seem to make my way out of this endless foliage. This unbearable weather beats upon my soft and fragile skin. My flesh can only take so much more of this punishment. From heat to cold during days and nights. Why does the closer I get to freedom make the perils feel even more present? This forest continues to mock me with its deceptively pleasant streaks. Some days and even full weeks, all I see is blue skies and chirping birds. Finding food is as simple as turning the next right. Those days are wonderful then I get snapped back into the cacophonous reality I’m stuck with. Sometimes it's a lighter pull into actuality, like a simple squirrel attack or not having no food for a day. Other times the corporeal truth of my existence is revealed to me more violently. Maybe a lightning storm or a less than kind bear encounter. When I was left in this worldly hellscape I was given just three things. A hunter knife, an all but entirely useless compass, and a lighter. I dared not use it up to this point. This place was littered with dry dead scenery. Even after the countless rain storms the surrounding area seemed to instantaneously dry back up after it was finished. Paired that with the distinct lack of any sort of rocks even after this endless wandering searching. If I ever dared to light a fire I risk setting this whole forest ablaze. Yet, as my apathy grows I consider lighting it up purposely more and more. Perhaps, then I can turn this metaphorical hell into a more literal one. But my selfishness hasn’t quite grown to that level, yet. 

Okay, so this is the most niche thing ever, but my friend @caywall is big into this band named Yardact (I also enjoy quite a bit of their songs), and he was curious about any potential connection between them and Chonny. So now this exists in the world. The two other fans of both Chonny and Yardact are freaking out right now.

You will not use AI to get ideas for your story. You will lie on the floor and have wretched visions like god intended

he's so funny damn it

Man, bluey is too good like what the hell. Why do I have feelings for a cartoon dog named Bandit. He's not even hot physically. He's just so funny may god have mercy on my soul.