Dustbound Does...

...Art, Writing, Fanfiction, and Stuff. They/Them. Icon by ZD! - Main blog - ❤❤Ko-fi❤❤ - Twitter Please read my About. Requests are: Closed

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Happy Halloween from me and @/RollRingo on Twitter!!

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A genre swap (of sorts lol) for @natsumeweek ! Detective Nyanko-chu!

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Bailey’s havin’ a good time bakin’! @pannkai ‘s oc!

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For Feitan/AtomicNarcotic on Twitter! This is their moomin oc Dandy!! ❤

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For paperbeetIe/Nini over on Twitter! Their Moomin oc Nifty is super cute!

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one soft lovely boy ready for summer

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Was watching Cells at Work with @wildskullraven and had to doodle my fav cell!

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a boi is coming...

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...I rise to the surface, like an eerie bubble...

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what.

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you heard the ferret

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For @chronovisorheritage for Natsume Secret Santa 2018! What could be a warmer way to start the New Year than a hug pile and sharing a big ol’ scarf? ❤ 

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heres what we’re not doing in 2019: liking and not reblogging art. Let me tell u likes dont so SHIT for artists

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THIS!! What we not doing

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A little late but I hope you like it all the same! Happy Holidays, and a Happy New Year!

@wintersmeltintosprings @natsume-ss

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"I don't need mistletoe to kiss you" with Sharpe 😘

(( @dustbound I’d like to formally state that HOW DARE YOU, thats adorable and I apologize to those who are about to bear witness to my writing. ))

Sharpe was not usually a man who thought much about the holidays. No reason to, after all. Work was never really keen on giving him work days, (unsurprising, given his line of work) and his two room mates had until now expressed little to no interest in the concept of going out and celebrating this..what holiday is this called? Christmas. That was what it was. He only remembered becaus- “Sharpe! I’m glad your home!” Ringo, came bounding over all pink cheeked and clad in some ugly sweater that had little lights on it that flickered, with the words ‘Merry Christmas’ in bright, scratchy tinsel, and a set of..moose antlers? “You’re just in time, I’ve been waiting for you to get home. I need your help with somethin’.” Immediately, Ringo started tugging on his hand and dragged him over to the living room to his fairly large apartment, which, looked like Christmas had thrown up all over it, from the intensely over decorated tree where the lights peeked through brightly between ornaments, to the mantle, where there were four stockings held up with garland. It looked like some sort of nightmare Christmas zone,and he was trapped in it. “sorry I probably over did it, but I wanted to surprise you.” they held his hand and smiled genuinely up at him. Damn. His weakness. Smiles. He dramatically clutched his chest before using it to adjust his tie an cleared his throat. “.. What did you need my help with? Ringo smiled and held up something on a branch.”.. Mistletoe? “ Excited nodding.” Yeah! I need your help getting it somewhere high.“ Sharpe was a solid two to three feet taller than them so it only made sense they’d need his help, (especially with their track record on ladders). "Ohh, so you just wanted my height then, I getcha. And why are we placing a mildly toxic.. Plant clipping on my walls?” Ringo turned red and fidgeted a second before readjusting themselves. “.. Well y'see, you put it up somewhere and whoevers under it has to uh.. Kiss.” A knowing and almost evil smirk went across his mouth showing his rather sharp teeth.“ A kiss huh?” in what can only be described as lightning speed, Sharpe scooped them up and brought them down into a dip, before pulling them into a soft and warm kiss.“ I Don’t need mistletoe to kiss you.”