#softgreysweaters

[wdoodles-with-wren]

BUSTS DOWN THE DOOR ,, b1 varian + b2 raps?

What are proportions wow

Anyway this took me longer than I thought it would but I’m happy with it! 

[wren-clouds]

HI

I can lift you up, I can show you what you want to see

My life, my life was black and white and I believed it 

I close my eyes and I can see 

There’s no time to waste

It was like a movie when I first met you

[words-with-wren]

🌹

“Okay, buddy,” he said, lifting Ruddiger to talk to him face to face. “Let’s get started, shall we?” 

Ruddiger chattered excitedly, wriggling out of his grasp and crawling back onto his shoulders. Varian grinned. It was kinda nice having the raccoon’s warmth around his neck.

[finnoky]

🙃!!

Tysm!

🙃 Which is easier: faces facing left, right, or front view?

Facing Left is a bit easier for me. Front views are the bane of my existence fhdjd

[senseless-septic-shambles]

wren i would literally die if you wrote something for jj and chase except chase is a Dad (hey! bonus points if one is hurt and the other is Worried)

((Oh no I can’t write it bc then you’d die let’s not do that :P))

“JJ?” Chase asked, unused to the silence that greeted him when he returned from filming. He knew the other’s were out, but he had expected JJ to greet him. Instead, the house was silent. 

He moved through the house, worry filling him, hand clasped over the nerf gun in a vain effort to find comfort in some semblance of a weapon. 

A crash came from the direction of the bathroom and he started briefly before hurrying in that direction. 

“JJ, are you -,” he trailed off, the scene in the bathroom stopping the words in his throat. JJ was lying against the wall, blood trickling down his face, his eyes dulled with pain. He dropped his gun, hurrying to the younger ego’s side. 

“I’m here, I”m here - What happened, talk to me, Jem, talk to me,” he said hurriedly, trying to keep his voice calm. 

“I thought… I swore I saw Him.” JJ’s speech slide was flickering, difficult to read. It was clear he was upset. Chase let out a long breath, clutching the other’s hand and trying to stop his own from shaking. 

“It’s okay, he can’t hurt you here, alright? I’m here and… and I’ll call up Henrik - you’re going to be okay, alright?” 

[lucimorningstar812]

S͝tay̴ ̸̀͢à͡w̸͘͡ay ̷f̢͡r̸̀͡o̷͟͡m͢ ̀͞m̸̧y̸ b͘ro͜t́͢͝h̵͜e̡͞r͜!̷

@softgreysweaters I love soft Anti, but I also love slightly psychotic, over-protective Anti looking after his little brother, because no one messes with Jamie and survives

[wren-clouds]

brother :3

sun and moon au more like how many times can i fit the word brother into a 800 word fic? (the answer is apparently 5) 

He was used to his brother’s antics, but despite having lived in Corona for the past few months the castle inhabitance were not used to a teenaged boy sneaking through the halls at night. 

[wren-clouds]

we already covered the hows BUT busts down the door anyways hey i

did - 

did you mean to say more? 

anyways ily