Sep 24, 2025
“I have no favourites among my characters” i say, lying, bimbofying valeriu more and more each time i draw him, drowning him in boytoys
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“I have no favourites among my characters” i say, lying, bimbofying valeriu more and more each time i draw him, drowning him in boytoys
@magioffire
Meeting your boyfriends best friend is so crazy 😳
Fire in a Snowstorm
@magioffire
She was different than she had once been. Hair now almost completely snow white rather than her once brown hair. her Winter changes were heavy on her as well. Her Holly and berry wreath around her head was frosted over, and many of her freckles had turned a silvery white. Her fingers and toes were icy blue up to the second knuckles. Everything else however was the same.
Round golden eyes watched the ribbon of Boreal light that whirled through the snow and sleet. But after a while she didn’t really need to follow it anymore. She could feel the strong magic of this fellow Fae out in the storm now. Like a burst of fire in a dark tunnel. And.. she could hear harsh words muttered under a copse of pines that had low branches that were so iced and laden with snow that they made a kind of small domed shelter that any creature or being could have taken to for shelter.
The ribbon of light she’d been following only confirmed her thoughts as it circled over that exact place. She fluttered over, her great wings whirling the snowflakes around the area, merging with the Boreal light to create a barrier from the storm. Caoimhe expected that her presence would be felt by the person now and landed softly in front of their shelter. Her soft feathers rustling as she shook them. And then her Great Silver Elk tromped up beside her, his trappings jingling for a moment.
“Hullo in there~!″ she called out; her throaty voice easily heard through the stillness she’d created in the storm.
“Are ye here seeking sanctuary or just lost in the storm?”
And here’s the sfw-version again of my most recent doodle of naughty elfs. Full nsfw version can be found HERE.
[Christmas Commission Offer]
I’ve never taken art requests before tbh but sure! These were just some quick sketches I hope I did them justice ;;~;;
valeriu sketches
A lovable beautiful fabulous poncy git.