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(Recently rewritten (again...), I recommend rereading from the beginning to spot all changes) Twelve Robloxians awaken to find themselves in...Minecraftia, of all places!? But if you thought waking up in a whole other dimension that works on completely different logic is bad, soon enough they're told they're here to play in a new game - a death game. The rules are simple. You have three lives. Drop down to one, and you can start killing others. Last man standing wins. (With a few other caveats, of course.) You know the deal, we've seen this story before. But Robloxians are a lot more competitive than your average Minecraftian. This is about to get messy. Friendships may break, enemies made, blood will most surely be spilled - who will be the one who beats the odds and wins the game? It's all to play for in the Battle Life SMP! -- A not-as-cursed Third Life SMP Saga and RB Battles crossover. No characters belong to me. Warning for 3rd Life canon-typical violence. Slow updates. Crossposted to AO3.

Give me YOUR SMG4 drawing ideas to draw into my sketchbook - and boom! ;>

Do not fall in love with your co-workers. It was the one rule Brooklyn swore herself to follow. But when she gets her big shot as a writer for Saturday Night Live, the last thing she expects is to develop feelings for Kate McKinnon. Kate is scared of love, Brooklyn is unsure to follow her feelings. Will they fight their instincts, or follow them?

My drawings and sketch pratcices, cuz I'm trying to improve my skills

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My art :) Yup. I'll update periodically 🙃

Idk if anyone plays or like wants to see, but these are my D&D character sketches and also random characters /art. Also like anything related to the characters.

𝑅𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠, 𝐴𝑟𝑡𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑏𝑦 𝑚𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑑𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ '𝑒𝑚.

She was always the one laughing. No one noticed she was also the one breaking. Tara is the friend who keeps the vibe alive-sarcastic, sweet, always smiling over a cup of chai. But behind her perfectly timed jokes and easy charm, she hides years of being overlooked, misunderstood, and quietly lonely. She doesn't ask to be seen. She never has. Until someone does. Ravi-quiet, observant, and always sketching from the sidelines-begins to notice the silences between Tara's laughs. In the chaos of group chats, late-night hangouts, and rain-soaked memories, he starts to understand her without needing words. This is not a love story that begins loudly. It's the one that waits. Watches. And listens-until she's ready to be heard. ✨ For fans of soft romance, chai, healing, and characters who feel heartbreakingly real-this is for you. Because sometimes, the loudest cry for help sounds just like laughter.

This is self-explainatory. When I have motivation to draw, I post my art here. The cover of this is an intentionally poorly drawn sketch of Hordak because I think Hordak is cute. :3

mostly forsaken and some weird ass drawings TW CRINGE BLOOD GORE DEATH REALLY REALLY REALLY CRINGE DRAWINGS FROM CHILDHOOD BAD ANATOMY

silly book for silly doodles

BOOK FOUR OF MY STRAY KIDS SERIES hwang hyunjin is a teacher of dance, in between going on tour to perform his hit singles and teaching few students who simply want to be a better dancer. except, there's a girl that shows up every day, concentrated into her sketchbook. her pencil is constantly moving across the page with useful utensils aside her and then she disappears right after class. so during break, hyunjin decides to spark a conversation with her while she is sketching and learn her name is moon sora, an aspiring artist whose only purpose to grow more confident with her art. while she has her own successes on her long journey, she hopes for bigger opportunities to be thrown her way. they can't help but run into each other and catch feelings, aside from the fact that hyunjin is a famous musician. sora struggles to ignore her roommate's opinions about sora falling for him and that maybe her career won't skyrocket. however, his hit "so good" is about not caring so he tries to teach sora just that. - famous dancer x aspiring artist ♡

Eliora Brown has spent most of her twenty-three years in hospital rooms - a girl with a failing heart and too much light in her soul to sit still. The nurses call her sunshine, the doctors call her stubborn, and her best friend calls her trouble. To Eliora, the hospital isn't just where she lives - it's her universe. A place she fills with laughter, pranks, and stories so she doesn't have to think about the ticking in her chest. When a quiet, brooding new patient named Calian is assigned to share her room, Eliora sees it as an opportunity for friendship. He sees it as a nightmare. But the more she talks (and talks... and talks), the more she chips away at the walls he's built around himself. Calian is an artist whose lungs are failing him - a boy who's running out of air but still finds a way to make beauty out of what's left. Together, they navigate the strange rhythm of life inside four white walls: laughter through pain, hope through fear, and love in the unlikeliest of places. But hospitals are full of goodbyes, and Eliora knows that some stories are written in breaths, not chapters. Still, she believes in one thing with her whole, fragile heart - that even when life hurts, there's always art in the act of staying alive. A story about life inside hospital rooms - about friendship, loss, art, and the fragile beauty of still being here.

Through this collection of short poems and essays, I want to introduce you to the world that was revealed to me following a period of blindness and neglect in my life. It was an awakening that allowed me to understand my surroundings, and, above all, myself. I hope you enjoy reading them. I felt like a child deprived of a sweet when it was time. In short, I hope you enjoy my writing journey.

(Drawings started in 2017-now, although I'm logging them right now!) Please look at my improvement! I'd appreciate feedback as well! Comment anything pls 🙏🙏 Uhh I was born in 2010 btw so that gives u an idea on my age for some of these drawings. (Ik that's pretty dumb to put on the internet but whatever)

hi.. welcome to my trash pile of doodles and unfinished drawings c: pls only look at my recent art and not my art before april 2024 aha ♡︎ trigger warnings will appear before the drawing :) cover is made by me :3 i hope u enjoy this art book !

If you're one of those who love art and imaginative drawings , I'm quite sure you're going to like this book. Its a collection of drawings from my imagination.

This will be the story Crowded Silence, but in our male lead's POV. If you did enjoy reading my first ever story 'Crowded Silence' then you might like this too. You can start this book even if you haven't read the first book which was in our female lead's POV. However, if you wish to, then you're more than welcome ;-) ____________________________________ Having had to live without a mother is no less than experiencing the harshness of a Warfield, except here the war is with your own self and own life. When he was three, he lost her and the newborn, whom he yearned to hear the word 'brother' from. His father is all he has left, a loving uncle to remind him of his mother, an aunt who tries her best to give him motherly affection and a cousin to remind that he was still an elder. Schooling was good, besides that he didn't have any close friends, except for the one who cared for him, but hanging out with and around him wasn't possible all the times, as he was our guy's senior. Being the school's hot jock, girls did try to get him to look at them, but he wasn't interested. He wanted to be loved, not used just so they could say they spent a night with the school's most popular guy. Let's see what life throws at him and how he tackles it with what it has already taught him. Read, comment, vote and share. Thank you! Hope you enjoy :-) Add it to your library to get quick notifications on an update and don't forget to hit the orange star below each chapter! Published On: Sat Mar 11, 2023 Completed Status: Completed Completed On: Tue Apr 16, 2024 Copyright: © 2023 AnonymousQueen - All rights reserved (Story & Cover)

"He wasn't just a student. He was a secret I had to keep." Amelia lives for the lines that never blur. In a world that feels too loud and too messy, she hides behind the safety of a perfect sketch and a quiet corner. She's fine being alone, fine with her routines, and fine with the walls she's built-until she sees him. Ayden. The ghost in the back row. He moves like a shadow and speaks even less. While everyone else is loud and careless, Ayden is a masterpiece of quiet precision. He treats his art supplies like sacred relics, but his shoes are worn thin and his cuffs are frayed. He is a walking contradiction that Amelia can't stop watching. To the rest of the world, he's just a talented stranger. To Amelia, he is a puzzle she is desperate to solve. But every perfect surface has a crack. From the silent tension of the art studio to the grey smoke of a hidden habit, Amelia begins to track the pieces of the boy she shouldn't care about. She thought she was just studying his art. She didn't realize she was falling for the masterpiece of a boy who's just trying to survive. Because sometimes, the most beautiful things are the ones that have been broken and put back together. And the deepest stories are told in the art of silence. [A Dark Academia Slow-Burn]