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KetchupDaddy

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Artist // Hobbyist // Digital Art
  • Oct 11
  • United States
  • Deviant for 5 years
  • She / Her
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Hey, kiddos. Your friendly neighborhood trashboat here. I've actually moved over from an old account of forbidden arts. Please don't go looking for that.

Call me Ketchup! I doodle some things, mostly OCs, sometimes fanart.

Wanna get to know me? I'm always down for a friendly chat, don't be a stranger.


Favourite TV Shows
One Piece, Bojack Horseman, various animes...
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Owl City, DAGames, The Living Tombstone, (YouTube artists, mostly)
Favourite Games
Too many
Favourite Gaming Platform
PC, PS4
Tools of the Trade
CSP, Wacom Cintiq
I'm working on stuff I swear I'm not dead
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Ripppp lmfao If you wanna still see the uncensored work go here : https://twitter.com/ketchupdaddy1/status/1082086912561684486?s=21
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Please comment as a reply to this one! Wanna keep my page neat 'n stuff, you get it. 

Thank you for the favorite!! It means a lot!
No problem! 💞

Thanks for the watch!

I am in love with your style 💞😭
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Okay. He's making roughly $200 a week. Textbooks are $70, housing is $500 a month more or less. He's had 3 hours of sleep. Stress was definetely present. Wow, he hasn't felt this run down in awhile. He deserved a pick me up.

A young, brunette man stood very still on isle 2 of the local Barg and Yarg convenience store. Their variety was mediocre at best, but it was the closest store to his dorm. Here he stood observing the wall's contents with even more stress. These items were supposed to de-stress him, but he only had $5 to his name. That little bag of Doribos was looking at him, but he wasn't so sure he was in the mood for something cronchy. And this here is where he stood, motionless, somewhat brain dead with his hands tucked into his sweater, heavily contemplating if this little bag of half air was worth $5. He could get other things with that $5. He could buy weed - he really wanted some weed. But $5 weed was shit weed. Hhhh ooh they still had some twinkies.

But as he finally began to move his stagnant ass down the isle, a different product caught his attention. Shit, 5 condoms for $1? Hell yeah. Even if his energy was long gone, lost between late night studies, long boring lectures, and a terrible part time job, he always had the energy for a good time. If anything, that was more stress relieving than any chip in this store.