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Good morning, afternoon, and evening to all! It's been a while since I've gotten the chance to go on DeviantArt and upload something. I got a job a while back, and I left recently because I moved to another town. But in the time I was there, I got bored a lot, and when I got bored, I'd draw on the sticky notes we were supposed to be using for customer orders 🤷 MIDDLE ROW: I'm going to start with the first picture I decided to make, and that happened to be the dickbutts. I hid these things all around out break room hoping somebody would find it, and they did! He ended up posted on the main break room board that we had until somebody (I'm assuming a manager) took him down and did something with the picture. I'm not sure, but that was the fate for the first one. The second dickbutt, I left in the women's restroom upstairs, and that didn't last long because the next day I went in, it was gone. RIP. There was another dickbutt that we left in the bakery that I didn't get to take a picture of, nor figure out where it was hidden because I passed that torch to a fellow coworker who thought the idea was hilarious like I did. Never got reprimanded for them, I don't think they knew who was setting them out, or they didn't care because they weren't set out in places customers could see them. But it was fun to do and it made me smile when somebody decided to post one of them on the corkboard, even though he probably got thrown away afterward. RIP. TOP RIGHT, BOTTOM RIGHT: There's two on here that was part of a work in progress my supervisor wanted me to make. She asked if I could draw up a cover for the binder we were going to use to keep our invoices and shipments tidy. I drew it all free-handed without sketching first, and then for color I used highlighters. This was all of what we had in the coffee shop because I don't like carrying a lot of drawing supplies (the most I'll have is a pencil and a couple erasers, I like to do my inking and coloring at home because it's more time consuming and with alcohol markers, you can't really just stop in the middle of coloring or you'll end up with an ugly line in the color...) So I had to be resourceful. I like how it turned out! THE SUICIDAL SPIDER: The spider one (also, as I type this, I realized that I completely missed putting life after cruel and unusual. But oh well) was in tribute to the tragedy that occured in the coffee shop when there was a spider in one of the drains. I was just gonna kill it, but then I happened to be talking to one of my coworkers and she wanted to see if she could save it. Short story: she couldn't. This spider was going through some things and it probably didn't help being traumatized from seeing something hundreds of times its size-a human. It jumped down the drain without hesitation and drown. I made a memorial for it, then decided it was a good time to be serious and add a suicide prevention number underneath it. We were just trying to help, but we learned that day that some creatures don't want to be helped, especially when it was already too late. BAYMAX FLOWER: I did this one for a coworker that seemed a little down. And I'm glad I did so. Turns out that their mom had been diagnosed with cancer for the second time (a different cancer, but still) so the picture helped brighten his day a little bit. HAMMERHEAD BEAR: This one admittedly was a shitpost IRL. This one got requested from the same coworker I gave the Baymax to after he saw me doodling animal splices. Unfortunately, I don't have pictures of the other weird animal mashups I did that looked more or less appealing to the eyes, so you're stuck with nightmare inducing bear shark that looks like it got crushed with an anvil attached to an anchor.
D:\DeviantArt\Users\spiltink550>The sun ever so lightly brushed the land with faint color. Pastel dawn, city buildings, and lamp posts still stood as holders for most of the light that was visible below the smog-filled sky.
D:\DeviantArt\Users\spiltink550>There was her, standing in contrast to the bright golds and gloomy blues the dawn offered. Wearing flat colors of many grays so the only hues to see of her were the green eyes she possessed and the brown hair on top of her head.
D:\DeviantArt\Users\spiltink550>And there was him, standing in equal contrast in his own way. Standing buffed in a brown trench coat that made his hair invisible at this hour, but it was the brown that stood out in the first place.
D:\DeviantArt\Users\spiltink550>The man would exchange words with another man by the end of an alley, those words would later be fists and threats of gun wounds and hospital rides. The man in the coat would’ve been dead had she not been there, but she would have nothing to do if she hadn’t been following him for the past few months.
D:\DeviantArt\Users\spiltink550>The adrenaline made the heart feel halfway to bursting, and the blood loss was a reminder that the situation could’ve been handled better, and properly. She’d think to herself that maybe if she shot the man that she would’ve never been hurt. But at that moment, she remembered that gunpoint was on her and not the man she was trying to protect.
D:\DeviantArt\Users\spiltink550>Luckily, he was the one that arrived back without a single stretch to mark his flesh. He wore his enemies blood and even her own. All because he made the decision to go and save her. What would melt in the pot later was kept frozen to be thawed eventually. He had every reason now to be cautious of her, he had every reason to kill her to save his hide. But he wanted to see where it would go, wanted to see what she was truly there to do. Even if that included losing his own life because of the curious demeanor he usually ignored had won the battle over his rationality.
D:\DeviantArt\Users\spiltink550>Because of that, the voices crept and phone calls were made. The USB he typed up was buried in its grave to never see the light of day ever again. What he created was what they wanted and he knew that if they ever got their hands on it, it would be catastrophic. He knew better than to trust himself with it, so he dug deep. Threw it away in a box for no one to see.
D:\DeviantArt\Users\spiltink550>The people behind the restricted numbers would call and explain the next operation to the Fox and would say politely to do it. The curiosity, he knew, would kill him one day, but he was curious to see how. Once again, he ignored the rational side of him in favor of adventuring the dangerous world he was among. And that woman that saved his life much as he did hers, they’d part ways.
D:\DeviantArt\Users\spiltink550>Or so it would seem.
D:\DeviantArt\Users\spiltink550>People can do extraordinary things if they forget the wrongs of kill, that’s why there are laws to protect them from certain hell. But what if hell came to you? Would you run? Would you be scared? You shouldn’t, it’s all in good fun. So once you see what’s held in store, be careful, someone will be knocking at your door.
D:\DeviantArt\Users\spiltink550>Z-D/2020_
D:\DeviantArt\Users\spiltink550>See you there