spies art spies art

My main is @szollibisz this is just where I'm gonna reblog all my art for the people who find my other posts annoying

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new prints yay <3

Shop gallery quality Art Prints by Szollibisz.

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I'm late for the forget it prompt but idcccc

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@saf-10-years devotion

look at themmmm theyre so special to me

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@saf-10-years tenderness

it's the 15th here already and i just finished it so i can post it

look at him peaceful and happy

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@saf-10-years dance!!!

go my heated spyvalry

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@saf-10-years alternative prompt: warm

she deserves a chill eastern european summer...

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happy pride month to whatever these two had going on

@saf-10-years day 7-8 "mindless"

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Day 5-6 of @saf-10-years "coffee/tea"

don't you love when your morning person boyfriend wakes you up with tea after completing his 2 hour morning routine

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is it blood you can't wash off or blood you don't want to wash off🤨

hashtag mymoper

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First day of @saf-10-years ! For the prompt, trust, I chose to make fanart for a 1955 seen from 1961 by @hgedits

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#1 guy to put through guilt and sorrow and hallucinations and alcoholism and yearning and self pity so bad he throws up

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he has a huge chance to win the worst boyfriend cup this year!!

i've been having many spyce thoughts

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let's get gender ambiguous with femme the killer

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hmmmm

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felt like putting together a little timeline for cohesions sake

also note that owen's mustache +/- stubble is not linear, sometimes he shaves sometimes he doesn't (by which i mean i like drawing both whenever i feel like it)

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in a blue mood lately?

also I can't spell rhythm because it's stupid

transcript: Curt watched the sleeping form of Owen, curled up under a blanket, shivering even in his thick sweater. He hasn’t gotten any sleep yet. Their mission was over before it began, their cover blown by a rogue informant. It all felt like a ploy by the universe to keep them apart. With a sigh he turned towards Owen, and adjusted his body to keep his as warm as possible. He knew that in the morning his muscles will be sore from being bent in awkward angles, but he didn’t care. He slipped his hand under the knit sweater, palm splayed out against Owen’s chest. His heartbeat was steady and his breathing even. Curt let the rhythm lull him into a dreamless sleep.

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blue owen sketches