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[headcanons-of-sekai]

i must confess i have always seen minori as bisexual (albeit with a strong preference for women). i cant explain it but my bones tell me its true

[gael-garcia]

[mildlycuriousdragon]

📚 - Answered here! But it varies! I can be tidy or an absolute mess :D

☕ - As for warm ups, there are times when I just go straight into what I wanna do which isnt the best whoops, but in general if I do so a doodle or two before moving on to serious stuff its usually shit posting-

Top is my Korok Twink, bottom is a DND character of mine called Ren feat his travel buddy Felnac

Do these count??? Probably not but still sdfsdf This is what a typical page of doodles before normal art looks like from me dfgfdg (Forgot to tag sdfgfd @hyliagirl42​ @aloe-vera-ghost​ :D)

[onett-savior]

                               “As a great scholar once said, ‘I stink , therefore I am’. “ 

[elle-smells]

" as long as you dont bring up the epic highs and lows of high school football again" PLEASE

[mousysims]

[clouds-of-wings]

Released 5 minutes ago, instant classic!

[theabyssalmuses-archived]

Kyubey somehow got in here, "contract?"

“Oh~? Aren’t you cute… You can talk too. Kyubey? You say your name is Kyubey? How very interesting. If ‘I’ was here, she’d say the same…” Euryale crouched down, poking Kyubey’s cheek curiously. A strange creature she’d never seen before, talking to her of wishes, magic, and contracts. How odd. “A contract? A wish? Like, a holy grail wish…?” They say that if something is too good to be true, then it usually is…but then again, stranger things have happened.

Out of nowhere, an arrow flew past- hitting Kyubey right between the eyes and sending them tumbling backwards. The sound of hurried footsteps came soon after, echoing through the hall. Euryale slowly stood back up, turning around to face whoever had fired the arrow. 

“E-Euryale-san!” The other archer, Madoka, called out. “Please, for your own safety, don’t listen to Kyubey!” She stopped a foot or so away, another arrow loaded into her bow just in case. “I know you have no reason to listen to someone like me, but…” The magical-girl Archer swallowed nervously, concerned for the other girl’s safety. “Please, Euryale-san...Archer to Archer, don’t engage with Kyubey!” 

There was a silence, Euryale’s eye’s closing as if she was thinking. Finally, her arms rose up and she shrugged. “Fine, fine. Whatever you say, Madoka, if only because your reactions are so amusing.” She paused, glancing over at Kyubey, who had since righted themselves and was staring at them expectantly. “But, if you mean what you say, then I expect you to deal with this…whatever it is. Just get rid of it, alright?” 

Madoka nodded, eyes focusing in on Kyubey as she silent drew her bow. She whispered some words under her breath; a small prayer for every magical girl whose life had been lost fighting witches, or who had become witches themselves…for them, she poured everything into this shot. 

“Now, get out of here, Kyubey.”