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djkfdsd;a;fglkgaj yall are COWARDS if u dont think bkg inherited bad eyesight from masaru and will need glasses or contacts at some ppoint

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i **felt** the scortra in this s2 tonight :’’’)

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AU where Catra just accepted her fate and was held the whole time

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au where they stay in the desert and nothing bad happens afterwards

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First request done for @sarellathesphinx ^^ 

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When you realize you're not in the Disney threshold anymore

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finally finished this

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make me love-stained 💦

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some sowiku stweam doodles from the other day :^)

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I have printed the original lineart from the the old digital file and this time I used my Copics

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Here’s a preview of my piece for the @trollhuntersfanbook ! I’m so excited for this project, the final book is gonna look fantastic! \o/

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Lam: [Collapses-]

Flit: L… Lamnimon! H-hey! What’s wrong with you! What’s going on?!

Lam: Y-… you…

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I love them <3

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Tro: Hurry, Sparking Flame and Flurried Bird. We must find the other stars before time runs out!

Fla: Would you slow down for one second!

Tro: Time is a ticking clock! It stops for no mon!

Fla: … You can like. Turn off a clock.

Pen: I uh… Think what they mean is…. There’s no time to explain? I think.

Tro: Explanation carries many burdens, burdens too heavy with the ticking clock! The only burden we should carry is aligning the stars once more!

Fla: Would you just! Listen! For a second! We don’t even know if we can trust you! These…. Stars, you keep calling us. Of course we’re… Unaligned…! We don’t even know who you are!

Tro: I am Tromon. Soldier of Plants and Trees. I am also one of the lost stars.

Fla: Again with the stars.

Pen: Wait. Ok so like… Are you saying we are all part of the same group?

Tro: Yes. We are the Lost Stars. The Fallen Colors. The Little Spirits Ten…

Fla: … “Little Spirits Ten”…? You can’t mean…

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Nacht: Hyyyyaugh!!!

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Aegio: Stars, this jerk gives me the creeps…

Lam: What’re they spouting on about? A “Spirit of Steel”?

Flit: No idea.

Gulley: [Flies up to Pidgemon, exhausted.] I found some mons, Pidge. I did it-! … Pidge…?

Pidge: I can’t believe it… It can’t be…

Reflect: What doth thou want with a group of performers, may I ask? Have we angered thee? Hurt thee? Perhaps there is some sort of misunderstanding we can talk through-

???: Hah!!! Hah hah haaaa…

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Away missions and temporary long-distance relationships