Without his pendant, Ghatte has no control over his form anymore.
Letting the wild Werewolf out.

Even his closest allies, the ones who trust him the most. Will turn, look at him looking like that, and go "oh fuck" and theyll get out as soon as they can.
No "we gotta save him" bullshit. He'll wear himself out and go back to normal eventually. Just get out with your life.

servos of sugar and circuits of candy, a smile that's sweet and a system never obsolete

playing around with this alt design of mine again :] i'm fairly happy with it! i was kind of apprehensive about the eyes, but i think they add a nice kind of ethereal vibe...

finalized "lore" for this version of my sona, which marks the first time i've really decided to make lore for a sona; i don't usually do it because I feel like if I add too much it removes them from myself, but somehow this has still felt very much like me :] it's also maybe the grimmest thing i've penned! the idea is kind of a hyperexaggerated version of some of my complexes.

lore for "The Flower"... keeping with how i drew a lot from myself, The Flower is based on one of my closest friends. The Flower is the Deity's only companion while alone on their ruined planet. It seems to harbor the various memories of the fallen peoples of Tethys, which spurs the Deity to watch over it in a shaky attempt to compensate for their failed mission. "You're fine the way you are," it says irregularly, like a broken clock. It seems to hope that eventually the Deity will take this to heart and finally forgive themself for their perceived failure.

Second half of a set of telegram stickers I did for Leafnoodle a few years ago!

Click here for the first half 🐉