A y=Oung webc=Omic sits =On the internet. It just s=O happens that t=Oday, the 13th =Of April, 2=022, is this y=Oung c=Omic’s birthday. Th=Ough it was thirteen years ag=O it was given life, it is =Only t=Oday it will be given a name!
What will the name =Of this y=Oung c=Omic be?
This is the part where I shamelessly (once again) admit I have a trollsona (fantroll???) whom I love deeply.
I’ve been on low energy mode today but here’s a pic of me and my boyfriends trollsonas we’ve had since we were 15- he’s explaining to me the appeal of his latest rat man skrunkly while I listen lovingly
Anecet doomed. I think that in a doomed timeline, Anecet would lose her mind completely. Her memories would be fragmented and she would be missing part of herself.
based on these tags^ by @the-hilda-librarians-wife bc i’m obsessed with them and they’re canon now tfw you get ambushed by a troll but she just wants to compliment your aesthetic
with the annual site crashes and no one being able to do shit nor fuck, it seems as artfight 2020 has come to an end! i tried new things this year, focused on line art and poloshing. a big thankyou and fuck you for everyone who attacked me this year, you all are so talented and i’m soso happy with all the art i got! am debating on printing them all out and hanging them up,,
