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@coryfirelion
COMMISSIONS SALE!!! 50$ EVERYTHING!!
HI WORLD!! GUESS WHO JUST FINISHED HER MASTERS? IT ME! :D
Now I'm back at it! And doing what I love the most! I will draw (almost) anything and everything XD So hit me up at [email protected] with your commission questions or requests and I'll be glad to answer and work with you!
Here are my Terms and Conditions :3 Don't forget to read them ;)
I'M BACK BABIES!! TIME TO BRING BACK MY COMMS FOR 50$!! COME AND GET THEM, PEOPLE!!
𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟷, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID: July 1. Too tired. END ID]
I already forgot how to do this :v but @natsora tagged me in doing a picrew and posting the last song i listened and here they are xD i don't remember how to do things in my phone in Tumblr anymore 🥲 sorry :v but thanks for the tag! :3 😘
Me: Finally got time to go back to do art and finish some WIPs I had since forever! *opens ClipStudio* Me: Where the fuck are my tools? How did I use this? Omfg why are the layers all over the place???
My partner @coryfirelion pampers me! Cassandra Pentaghast x Lexington "Trev" Trevelyan in chibi form!
Check out their stories in The Sword and The Scabbard series.
I have been tagged by too many people and that other post was getting too long so . . .
EAT SNOWBALLS LOSERS*!!
@ficsinhistory @lucidheart3 @niyana-the-ambiguous-mobian @sayurime @nights-nonsensical-ramblings @multiisketch @quazart @kogarashi-art @skimmingthesurfaces @pupdoc0916 @charleecat-bat @chiropter36 @livingthewritelife-things @appendingfic @wnacn @star-stages @doomfox @aphantimes @aggie-on-main @nightfurylover31
and @ everyone else who needs a smack of positivity this time of year
*Disclaimer: 'losers' in this instance is used affectionately as I love you all and each snowball is full of positive vibes and hugs
[Affectionate snow-throwing]
@handsignals, @himluv, @grand-crow, @sorcerousadventurer, @dags-over-caravans, @bronzeagelove, @chaosherald, @serialsforbellara, @serstolas, @sandcastlekings, @redheadsramblings, @sapphireangelbunny, @jadeandroses, @genjyoandgojyoandhakkai, @wolfsong-the-bloody-beast, @hedwigoprah, @redaresss and anyone else I may have missed.
Using my go-to tag list for this. If you want on (or off), check the post here.
THE AUDACITY!!
@therivercrow @davrinsleftpectoral @blackwall-my-tiny-husband @justskipit @fadetouchedlurker @forlornmelody @comfortabletextiles @pixiedurango @nerdierholler @nathleeng @biowaredisasterbisexual @cute-ellyna @jukkaricity @mageofquandrix @waxlyricalmoon @in-the-drowning-deep!!
May the snowy mayhem begin!!
@natsora @ohimjustabard @neves-trouble @iamsuperconfused @anotherlesbianandwhat @acenerdsbian
@lilm31 @rooks-dagger @mistress-light @bronzieinthedas @bring-thelight
@coryfirelion @rpgwrites @wickedwitchofthewilds @halesfire22 @ohimjustabard @crackedskel
THAT'S MY LOVE ROLLING TOWARDS Y'ALL
missing you
Fun little comic doodles based on @unicyclehippo amazing and funny post
I’m not in love with you.
But since knowing you, I feel like I understand love songs for the first time.
I’m not in love with you.
But every second I’m with you I swear the world gets warmer.
I’m not in love with you.
But I’m jealous of everyone who gets to spend time with you.
I’m not in love with you.
But I wish we could be together forever.
I’m not in love with you.
But every time we say goodbye I start figuring out excuses to see you again.
I’m not in love with you.
But it’s hard not to stare at you when you’re around.
I’m not in love with you.
But damn I wish I were in love with you.
And that you were in love with me.
And that it could be that simple.
Because then I would know what to do with all this love that I do have for you.
We would know the steps to this dance and we would do it together and it would be beautiful and then maybe it would end but it would be beautiful anyway because it would have happened and isn’t that a miracle?
And I’ve tried to learn that dance before—the one I’ve seen so many other people do. I swear to God I have. But I just can’t hear the music.
So, for now I’ll sit. And I’ll watch you find people who can hear it. And I’ll clap while you twirl with them and I’ll cheer for every dip and spin.
And in the meantime I’ll keep listening. For a single note, a chord, a melody—anything. Not because I care about the music or even the dance.
But because I love you.
I’m just not in love with you.
You're not in love with me
But since I met you, I got someone to think about when I sing love songs
You're not in love with me
But when I talk to you, my heart gets filled with warmest feelings
You're not in love with me
But I only want to spend time with you
You're not in love with me
But I want to stay forever with you
You're not in love with me
But when we are apart, I only think in when we'll be together again
You're not in love with me
But I only have eyes for you
You're not in love with me
But it never stopped me from being in love with you
And to love you
Because even when it wasn't simple, you let me love you, and I let you love me.
We don't need to know how to dance to move at of our own rhythm. And even when we are both learning to dance with each other, it is beautiful and it would always be beautiful, because what we have is indeed a miracle.
And I know that even if you can't hear the music, I can. And I hum it to you so we can both dance as slow as you need.
So now, we create our own dance. Because I don't want to dance with other people that can hear the music. I want them to clap at us and our own dance, so they will learn that even if it isn't the same dance everyone dances, it's still a dance as worth of doing like any of the others.
Because you never needed the music to dance. Because you never cared of the music or even the dance.
But because you love me
You are just not in love with me
Didn’t finish this in time for mass effect day but it was about time for my every 2 year redraw!
i need everyone to see the cat i met today
his name is hercule purrot
goomba
Art by the awesome @naeviss. Check out her Instagram, DeviantArt and Patreon
Never Walk Alone, a 5 part story, posting weekly, part of The Sword and The Scabbard Series
Closing the breach is supposed to be the hardest thing Trev had to do. But when a strange boy arrives with a warning, an army of Red Templars and the Elder One on his heels, Trev is faced with the hardest choice of all. Is she the hero everyone seems to think she is, or is she going to be the coward she knows she is.
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Might be time of reading it again :v for 274926302th time :v
You are a villain famous for “killing” heroes. In reality, heroes come to you to fake their deaths.
Sometimes they try to pay you.
You are posted out by the Hollywood sign tonight, sitting under the frame where the W used to be. It got burnt to a crisp during last week’s big superhero fight. A hero died right where you’re sitting. The whole area’s been closed down until Hero Force can coordinate a recovery effort. Usually it’d be done by now but no one’s willing to touch it until the ash has been completely blown away.
It’s a rule that the world must stand still when a hero dies.
“How much?”
The voice comes from behind you. The lights that illuminate the Hollywood sign are down to hide as much of the scorch marks as possible. You wouldn’t be able to see anything even if you did turn around, so you don’t.
You put some chapstick on, the glide of the balm against your wind chapped lips grounding.
“I said,” the Hero says, voice tightening, “How. Much.”
There’s the sound of gravel crunching now. They’re wearing heavy boots and the scent of fresh blood grows stronger the closer they get. Their breathing is smooth and even which means it’s not their blood.
You put the cap back on your chapstick and tuck it into your leather jacket’s inner pocket. “I don’t take money.”
“Then what do you take?” The Hero rounds the Y and comes into your line of sight. The dark hides most of their features, but you can make out a glittering gold mask and the dull shine of drying blood on their chest plate. Their breathing may be even, but their stance isn’t. They sway in place, back and forth, back and forth. Their arms wrap around their stomach. “I’ve got land. A house. You can have it.”
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