gayass skeleton

eileen galvin i would give my life for you

Uncolored rough sketch of Eileen Galvin from Silent Hill 4. She is sitting alone on the floor underneath the hole in past apartment 302's bathroom, waiting for Henry to return. She is holding her knees up to her chest, head buried in her arms on top. Her skin is bruised and stained by growing corruption. The floor under her is grimy and covered in debris.

lost girl

Digital painting of a cloudy sky, a mix of all shades of grey and white in unruly clouds. There is a small opening in the middle of the torn up sky that shows blue.

We report about a day when the sky was always either almost or completely full of unspun wool. As unspun wool does, it would tangle and catch; the pure white of sunlit clouds always rolled up into the dark greys eventually. All of this, and only a countable amount of raindrops.

IVE BEEN SAYING THIS

just a bashful lil dolly

Digital painting: in a blue sky, large, soft blobs of clouds. There is some volume to them, but it remains bubbly instead of looming. They are white, light grey in the shadows.

We report: no sharp edges on the clouds today, nothing ever very committed or decisive in their movements. We walk alongside a few of them, and it is a leisurely pace. On the way, they repeatedly dissolve and build back up to the same fuzzy shapes, and we never get anywhere.

Digital painting: a sunset sky over fields of grass, with a row of dark, bare trees on the horizon. There are cirrus in the sky, long, wispy, translucent. The sky is a gradient of pale blue to a dark orange, with a spot of brightness over where the sun used to be. There is one lone, brown cloud hovering to the left-hand side of the frame.

We report a few minutes after the sun has gone down: the sky has been hazy all day long for some reason. Because of the surprisingly low volume of humidity, our expert thinks this could be dust, or sand suspended in the air. As a result, the sun was sunset orange for a long time.

Digital painting of an early morning scene: in dim blue light, a flock of birds are flying above a blurry pond. The sky is cloudy, opaque. The dark trees in the distance are reflected in the pond.

We report: it is a real, authentic drizzly morning. It is raining just enough for the surface of the water to break. The air is layered with the smell of wet earth, pond water, and whatever is unique to this specific morning. We see something move underneath the duckweed.

Digital painting of a largely overcast sky over a couple of sunlit roofs and bare trees. The clouds are voluminous, sweeping wide, shades of grey with touches of white where the sun hits them. Their base is flat, dark grey.

We report as the weather turns all the ways it is able to turn. Once again, we got a little too confident in thinking we knew much of anything about the workings of the sky. We think this is always how it goes when the seasons change, and the patterns become unrecognisable.

the fun gang!

Digital painting of a bright blue sky filled with gauzy white clouds. The clouds are thin, branching out into undulating patterns, tighter and looser in places. There are a few burgeoning branches showing in the lower left corner of the frame.

We report: there is some kind of symphony composing itself in the sky this morning. We can almost hear how it goes just by looking at it, abstract sheet music changing from second to second. It is a little colder than the past few days, and the wind feels bracing.

Digital painting of a sunset sky: a pink and orange veil is covering most of it, with a couple of rows of long, thin, purple clouds in the lower quarter of the frame.

We report at the end of a strange, warm, sunny day. We spent it attempting to reconcile our idea of an early March day with the lukewarm wind we felt on our face. As the sun is setting, the crisp humidity is swallowing half of the thermometer in one fell swoop.

A dark blue, cloudy night sky, with the full moon appearing through a small gap in the middle of the frame. Its glow is radiating through the clouds.

We report: come March, the moon starts moving out of range of our window, and it becomes a bit more difficult to seek it out. Even then, it is impossible to miss the way the sky becomes brighter and brighter every night in its waxing. Tonight, we lean far over the windowsill.

Digital painting of a cloudy landscape: there are small mountains on the horizon, and fields in the foreground. The sky is filled with long, voluminous clouds separated by thin gaps that let sun rays straight through. The landscape is in the shadows.

We report on one of the first few days of meteorological spring: we are slowly getting reacquainted with the intermittent presence of the sun. It is so far quite content to remain at a distance. We look for rays to walk into wherever we can, and they are rare and thin.

Digital painting of a bright blue sky filled with fuzzy white clouds. In the bottom half of the frame, the clouds are arching up in unruly, but defined wave patterns.

We report: we are almost late somewhere, and we certainly do not have time to linger, but we found some supercilium clouds in the windy sky. This is an unofficial classification for short-lived, eyebrow-shaped clouds. We take the risk to keep watching them embrace the airflow.

Digital painting of a sunrise sky: long, fuzzy, pink and purple clouds stretching out into the blue sky, with diffuse morning light reaching from underneath.

We report: the sun is rising earlier still, but we do not feel as exhausted in the morning light as we did a few weeks ago. There are minuscule leaves sprouting from a branch outside of the kitchen window, and we watch them unfurl with disproportionate intensity.

which is tragic what they do to each other 😔

Digital painting of a dark blue night sky, full of stars. There are long, smooth clouds stretching across the frame, and smalller, fuzzier ones scattered around them. The clouds are blending into the sky, shades of grey due to the time of night.

We report as we close our eyes: on nights when we have trouble falling asleep, we send our mind to wander amongst the stars. In this state of half-wakefulness, the darkness is more comforting than it is cold, and we find paths to galaxies in places no one will ever reach.

Digital painting: a dark, steel grey, cloudy sky, split by a rainbow, and then a second one, much fainter. There are long, thin, golden clouds low in the sky.

We report: we have noticed over the course of our life that rainbows are excellent bookmarks, in the sense that a day featuring a rainbow will stay engraved in our memory for much longer. A day featuring a double rainbow will be remembered for twice as long; twice the bookmarks.

bro

Wow Signal

Digital painting of a bright blue sky: there is a flat, fractured sheet of clouds occupying the right-hand half of the frame, bright white where the sun is hitting them. There are fainter, smaller, squiggly, wave-shaped clouds scattered low in the sky.

We report on a sunny morning: it is almost like the past weeks of continuous rain never even happened. It is surprisingly easy to forget, for a moment, that we have seen all these streets turn into rivers, and all these drains overflow. The sun is still a little low in the sky.

Loving you is like beathing. How can i slop.?

If you are a streamer, or have any form of public Amazon wish list, after March 25th anyone who orders you something will be able to see it.

Amazon is choosing to let people doxx your address by ordering you a gift. Amazon COULD put a security layer in place to prevent this, but they don't care.

RUNT - demo out now from Grimtaste (my studio) and DreadXP (publisher). the art features a young man, Runt, holding a shotgun surrounded by his four brothers. they stand in a field of dead grass. behind them, a red church with chained up doors

i am thrilled to let you all know that the demo for the game i have been working on with @thehangingrabbit.bsky.social is now out !!!! RUNT is a post-apocalyptic, rural gothic horror VN with a horrific mystery to solve 🩸 www.youtube.com/watch?v=iMgx... 🩸 store.steampowered.com/app/4141350/...

Wanted to draw an alien Miku!!

Digital painting of a sunset scene: the sky is almost completely overcast with dark grey clouds, but there is a sliver of orange light above the horizon. The sun is casting its glow there. Poking above the horizon, trees and roofs, a lamppost, a sign in the far distance, all of them dark silhouettes.

We report: we have been walking up the hill, and every time we think the sun has finally set, the steps we take towards the top reveal a little bit more light. We have to imagine that at some point, however, whether we get there or not, the sun will fully disappear.

Donate to In Memory of Silas, organized by Helen Nguyen On February 19th, 2026 our lives were changed forever. We lost Silas at the age of 22 after a long an… Helen Nguyen needs your support for In Memory of Silas

times are so tough but if you can help their family and friends with the costs to lay them to rest please consider doing so

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