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Scene from "Knowing Me, Forgetting You" by Choosadex on ao3
GO READ IT AND GIVE @choosadex SOME LOVE
Wolfstar thingy for valentines (:
Proportions may be weird but DO THIS ANGLE YOURSELF ehem ehem, as I was saying.
This is a smol scene of my fic.. I'm so eager to write it down. They might be only a side thing but idm.
Now that I've drawn them I also wanna draw remadora sometime...and Romione... And and won't get here for valentines buuuut Snily drawing is also on the way MUEHEHE.
HAPPY JEGULUS?? 🫵🫵🫵
I know, I know... Me?? Drawing something HAPPY?? Especially REGULUS?? But YES, he's happy and he's been drawn by me.
Thanks to @karasuno910 for commissioning this to me :) ily so much pookie
Wolfstarbucks scene from “Let this Last” by sugaonmycoffee ( @sugaonmyc0ffee ) in ao3 (:
They are adorable, and so drawing them has been.
Such an amazing person to work with 😆 go check out their fic!!
First off, both are represented as the bad thing. Both are represented as both hurt and hurting.
Except for the fact that if you pay a bit of attention, you'll realise that these things do not have the intention to hurt.
A flame does not mean to hurt a moth, but the moth will still look after the flame even if it hurts it.
The worm does not mean to hurt the apple, but it needs it to survive.
The waves do not mean to hurt the cliff, but its constant slowly deteriorates the cliff (:
Neither of them have ever meant to hurt each other truly, but they can't keep themselves from doing so.
Good afternoon everyone !
Secret Santa present for @tidalbox on Instagram!
November 11th, 1981. Shrieking Shack.
Woops