Suck-it the Patron Saint of Fuck You
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The Prayer of the Heartsick

O Saint Suck-it

I kneel here now, not out of reverence or respect, but on weary knees collapsed in desperation.  I ask that you, chest caved inward under the pressure of all the heavy hearts beaten down by a volatile world, hold hands cupped ‘round the soft flicker of affection and loss within us all, as we endeavor to carry on through pain and grief.  

I dig my toes into the clay, here where ghosts do nothing to ground spirits, and ask for the peace and strength to take it one step at a time, to keep going even when it seems too much, and when we can no longer stay upright, to unashamedly lean on those who offer us safe harbors.  

May I never drift too far from those havens and may we always support one another here at the very edge of all things.  This is a prayer to and for the people of our community to hold up love and hold up one another when things seem too weighed down to bear. 

In the name of all those whose souls ache alongside ours, Amen. 

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This is the third installment of the Saint Suck-it Project.  This version is based off of me (yes I know I drew the deus vult tattoo on the wrong wrist, but I wanted it visible).  Original drawing by Pip, lines and color and prayer by me.  Again, we are all Saint Suck-it in our own right, but this one was made specifically to look like me.  

• The Prayer of the Headstrong (Pippin version of Saint Suck-it)
• The Prayer of the Sleepless (Zoe version of Saint Suck-it)

was doing a meme over at my regular blog, and anon asked for my godtier, so I did a little doodle of it.  I’m the Witch of Blood! :)

So there was this meme I did over on my regular blog, and Zoe’s prompt for it was cyberpunk (which I posted the sketch of this for), and I just got really carried away with this piece.

Just doodling around, made a little self portrait.

Born of a sign that carries vessels,but in a month as cold as ice.I know I question things too quickly,but I have never questioned if I’ve loved, loved.

Born of a sign that carries water,but in a month that brings just ice.I’m not a skillfull water carrierbut I’ve,learned to carry love,learned to carry love.

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Idk I was having a lot of Aquarius feels, so I did a quick self portrait.  I’m not entirely happy with it, but w/e I’m done for now.  Also will probs do something with Eridan and this song at some point. 

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Topic 1: 31st March: Alter Ego

by Rae Gooden

I’m an art student from the Carolinas, focusing mainly on traditional media, but I’ve recently started dabbling in digital media.  I’ve got a particular fond spot for printmaking and jewelry making.  I do a lot of fanart doodles, but my more serious projects include a series of post-apocalyptic etchings and kink based drawings and linocuts.  The best place to catch any updates on my work would be at my artblog  http://akissfromstitcheduplips.tumblr.com/ .

My alter ego is The MaskMaker, crafting new faces for every occasion, so long as you’re willing to pay the price.  Mirth and Panic attend her as she weaves and meshes the pieces of the prices we all pay into the masks we will wear to face the world. 

Since today is my birthday, I decided that I’d do some indulgent (but what of my work isn’t already, ahahaha), self centered doodles.  Shitty self portrait, along with my hand and wrist tattoo for some reason.  Idk.   Expect a few more things like this before the day is out.  

When I was 4 years old, this is pretty much how I imagined I would look when I grew up.  It’s kind of a lot like how my mom looked at the time (early 90s, she was 23ish), and for some reason I thought I’d take the time to curl my hair as a grown up (like it would be possible to make my hair hold curls).  I also expected to be as tall as her or taller, but that didn’t happen either.  

Just a shitty little self portrait I did in ball point pen.  If you haven’t caught on yet, I’ve got a thing for stitched up mouths, hahaha.