Witch of Library
I am currently reeworking my old OC Inka from League of Legends. Enjoy.
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Witch of Library
I am currently reeworking my old OC Inka from League of Legends. Enjoy.
Today stream drawings.
Including Fu-chan, Chopstick, Spanner, Inka and Kori.
Thorn Lady Inka Au with Monkcoon and wu son. Even as cursed Witch of Demacia she cares about kids.
@ask-monkcoon
"Trick or treat! " Small boy asked Braum holding a bag with pimpkin shape. - ask-inka
“Oh!” The giant man says with a surprised tone as he looks down, eyes wide and with a surprised look. Chuckling as he crouches down, now feeling kinda bad he didn’t bring any candy with him. So he gave him the best thing he could give. He goes into his pouch and takes out a poro-snack, putting it into the bag. “Here ya go little one!”
" Hello there.. Is someone in clinic? " There was familiar voice in the hall. Inka was still wearing her weird cape to hide wing, but Izaya wanted most time to take it from her. " Izaya stop.. I will take it off soon, son" ask-inka
Ignis peeked over the counter as she watched a woman walk in with what seemed like her child. She stood up and with the best face she could put on in the heat she welcomed the woman. “Yes, Hello.. Uh...” Ignis looked down at the prompt sheet. “Welcome to the clinic, how may I help you?” she said.
Loud grumbling, the monkey is in the kitchen washing the dishes after lunch. Izaya had wandered off and Monk was unhappy. He smacked the pipe a bit, water trickling slowly. “Shit... another thing I need to fix. Izaya, do you remember where we put the tools?” Hearing nothing but the door open Monk put down the dishes. “Izaya, you know you’re not supposed to go outside when I’m not with you!” He hears him talking to someone at the door. His ears perk up as he runs to the makeshift living room. There he sees Izaya hugging a woman Monk thought he’d never see again. She was crying tears of joy as his body shook. Heart skipping a beat he took a step forward. “I-Inka?”