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@necroticarts.bsky.social Oct 12, 2026, 1:56 AM

you need to let go
#ocart #oc #phantomlear

The Hanged Man tarot card
A woman holds a scythe while a skeletal hand reaches for her

@necroticarts.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 11:51 PM

DEATH (XIII)
#ocart #phantomlear

a vertical, bookmark style drawing of a lich king holding a butterfly in his hands

@necroticarts.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 11:32 PM

eating my vegetables (hemlock reference)
#ocart #phantomlear

reference of my oc Hemlock
a tall man with a hunters coat, hat, leather belts, a silver gun, and a cigar.
Notes:
- 6'4" tall
-65+ years old
-alcoholic (wine)
-chronic smoker, keeps cigars in coat
-glasses always on
-vampire/monster hunter
-light magic user
-always pissed off

@necroticarts.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 3:16 AM

practicing drawing my old man
#ocart #phantomlear

various sketches of an older man, a hunter, with long dark hair and sunglasses. in the colored sketch, he is using magic with his fingers to light a cigar

@necroticarts.bsky.social Oct 11, 2026, 1:57 AM

miss reaper
#ocart #phantomlear

drawing of a woman with long white hair holding a scythe at a cool angle

@necroticarts.bsky.social Oct 8, 2026, 5:06 AM

[swapping in for compare]
Ray meets Hemlock! He's kinda rude.
#WIPSnips #writing #phantomlear

Ray took out the letter from Shurgate, and handed it to her. “I have my own things to attend to, can you at least give this to that Hemlock when he comes in?”
The barkeep smiled and took the letter. “Of course,” she said. She then proceeded to move over a foot and hand the letter to a man sitting just two seats away from where Ray stood. The man took it with an annoyed huff and crumpled it into a pocket.
Ray was startled. How long had he been there?
The man was big, Ray felt much smaller compared to him. He wore a long black coat, and had a wide-brimmed hat shading his face. She could just make out the glint of the reflection on the shades he wore. He seemed like a shadow with his long black hair covering his head.
Ray didn’t know what to say. She turned her head back between the man and the witch, utterly hopeless. The barkeep let out a chuckle as she watched the reaper.
The man, known as Hemlock, sighed with annoyance. “What do you want, kid?” He didn’t bother to look at her.
Ray’s confused face turned to a frown. “You..?”

@necroticarts.bsky.social Sep 29, 2026, 6:57 PM

putting these in one post with my #ocart tag too
#oc #phantomlear

my oc Ray, a woman making an annoyed face while holding a scythe. she is placed in a round gothic styled frame

ray in the same frame, at a composed stance

my oc beatrice in the same round gothic frame, looking casual

beatrice in the same frame, holding her scythe with a cool look

@necroticarts.bsky.social Sep 21, 2026, 9:31 PM

wasnt sure how much context i should share but i have something for today :J
#WIPSnips #writing #phantomlear

At the end of their trek came along large, stone doors towering high above them. Pieces of a chain that once locked the doors together laid on the ground, rusted and worn. The doors were open just a crack, and as they approached, a wicked air streamed in.
Hemlock looked to Ray, who nodded. They carefully pushed open the doors, the rumbling echoing throughout the cold stone hall. A sense of dread washed over them in a hurricane, and the room before them lit up with old, nearly depleted candles.
Ray looked up and saw a glint in the ceiling, bats hung in their sleep. The little creatures opened their curious eyes and flapped their wings, rushing through the air and out of the room. She watched and listened to them, their squeaks getting smaller the further they went.