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phalanxus · 9 months
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Ko-Fi Sketches
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settriigh · 9 months
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zdux · 6 months
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Would you be willing to write some Draven Romance Headcanons 👉👈
I have no idea how this has become a Draven blog but yanno what, I can’t be mad, ya’ll Draven simps are creative and sweet
So FUCK IT WE BALL brb I’m gonna go read some of his lore so I know what the fuck I’m doing
Alright I’m back I read some of his lore here ya go
Draven X Reader Headcanons
Draven has always been confident in himself, since he was a child, and he has always sought out those who can match that energy. He surrounds himself in those who will sing his praises, and challenges anyone who questions his right to fame, but surprisingly, he grew attached to you; someone who had just as much confidence in yourself as he does.
He thought you were another arrogant combatant in the arena, laughing at the smirk he saw on your face as you laced up your boots in the armory.
But he was shocked, when you actually fought, that you were just as good as you thought you were. He still beat you, but unlike his other victims, he offered you a hand up as you lay bloody and beaten.
He offered to buy you a drink afterwards, exchanging fighting tips, offering to spar, and being pleasantly surprised once more when you managed to both sing his praises while building yourself up. He found it attractive; someone like him.
From then on, you sparred together, training all hours of the day. When you weren’t training or in the arena, you found yourself accompanying him to the banquets and parties that he attended. Despite the important guests there, Draven never found a need to “act proper”, nearly getting the two of you in trouble with many Noxian officials on more than one occasion.
But the more time you spent with him, the more you grew to adore his rowdy personality. He loved being praised, adored, being told how stunning he was. While all that bravado was real, he put it on a little more in public than in private. When you were alone, you noticed that his cheek would twitch when you complimented; the tiniest little slip of his mask; it felt like it really meant something when it was coming from you.
He didn’t like to let this mask slip, but he would do it for you, sometimes. You could notice it when you caressed his face, or said something sweet about him when you weren’t thinking about it. That cheek twitch, a slight softness to his gaze for a split second, would tell you that his heart skipped a beat.
Still the ever confident performer, he was really fast with courting you. Everyone likes him, everyone loves him, so surely you did too, right? He started introducing you as his partner without any formal discussion after you’d spent enough time together. He liked you, you liked him, it was simple from his perspective. If you asked to talk about it, he’d be confused.
“You want to be with me right? I want to be with you, what’s there to talk about?” And he’d scoop you up, showing you off like one of his many trophies.
I hope you enjoy! I haven’t written in a little while, but let me know if you’d like a part two!
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sketchyrhemie · 11 days
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2dmanlover · 1 year
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Heyy
!!when you don’t feel comfortable in this don’t write it and ignore me please :)!!
How would it be to edging Darius, Draven and swain?
ooo this is a good one. thanks for the ask anon<3. im going to try a bit of a new format for this one. 
a/n- sorry this took so long! found it unfinished in my drafts. forgot it was there lol. enjoy!
cw//edging, oral (m receiving), handjobs, choking, office sex? office oral (swain), some boot grindingggg :D
Edging
darius, swain, and draven w/ gn!reader/fem!reader (swain)<3 NSFW
It is rare that Darius let's you take control, but when he does, you can't help yourself from having a bit of teasing fun. It's when he's tired from training or battle that you decide to strike.
He's laid out on the bed, head supported by a pillow. You settle between his thick thighs, your eyes glued to his half lidded ones. With both hands wrapped around his cock, you pumped him lazily. Tongue swirling his flushed tip, licking up the beads of precum that formed at the top. You took over his senses, the sight of you hollowing your cheeks around him, the feeling of your warm and wet mouth, each sensation culminating in a shaky exhale. You felt him tense up, breaths speeding up, quiet groans scattered throughout. He stroked your face, combing through your hair with his big hands. At the breathless 'fuck' you drew from his lips, you pulled your mouth off him. It took him a moment to process, the only indication of the cogs turning in his head being the shocked and almost hurt look on his face. You beamed mischievously at him, crawling up him and settling in a straddle on his abdomen. He couldn't take you seriously, chuckling at your jestful actions. The rumble of his laugh in his belly vibrated against your heat, making you flush. If he hadn't been so tired, he would have given you a proper punishment for your impish behavior.
Draven often likes to sit back and let you ride him or suck him off, but won’t hesitate to put you in your place when you’re abusing your power. 
You’re being bratty, putting up a fight in bed, and Draven was getting pissed off. He decided he was tired of your mischief, the punishment being that you can only give him a handjob. No blowjob, no penetration, and you couldn’t even touch yourself while doing it. You sat next to him with begging eyes, heat aching to be touched as you curled your fingers around his length. Focused on stroking him, you thought about how funny it would be to deny him his orgasm, mulling over it for the duration of your handjob. You caught your lip in between your teeth hearing the deep groans rumbling from his chest. He threw his head back in pleasure; the moment he wasn’t looking at you, you grinded your soaked heat into the sheets with a small whimper. His cock throbbed underneath your touch and he flexed his quads. Just as you felt that thread about to snap within him, you let go, intertwining your own fingers in your lap. He snapped his eyes open, looking at your disobedient grin. He wasn’t going to let you get away with this, but he also wasn’t going to give you the satisfaction of a good spanking or something.
“You aren’t that clever, babe,” he said stroking himself lightly. You watched in shock and confusion as he finished himself off, spilling his seed onto his abs, not even letting you have the pleasure of giving him an orgasm. 
Draven grabbed you by the throat, rolling himself on top of you.
“You aren’t getting off the hook that easy,” he scoffed, teasing your clit with his thumb. You’re going to be in for a very long, long night.
You kneeled underneath Swain’s desk, pumping his hard length before wrapping your plush lips around him, taking him into your mouth. He worked on paper work as you worked his shaft in your mouth, not letting so much as a sigh out. You whimpered a little bit, grinding your heat on his boot, your sodden panties adding extra friction. 
“You’re distracting me, pet,” he told you. “Be quiet.” you nodded, looking up into his half lidded eyes. While you thought he wanted to cum down your tight throat, he had other plans for you. 
“Good girl. If you want me to fuck you later you’re going to have to make this last as long as I’m working.” He stroked your hair as you bobbed up and down his length, barely listening to him.
“Mhmm,” he scoffed at your affirmation muffled by his cock stuffed into your mouth. 
“How pathetic,” he scoffed under his breath, returning to his papers. 
You’d think edging your boyfriend would be a punishment for him, but it only punished your desperate self. Swain knew you wanted his cum more than he did; being so disciplined, he easily took advantage of this. 
Nearly an hour later, he finally filed his papers away into a drawer. You could have sworn he was so close many times, but alas, he was still rock hard in your mouth. 
He pulled you off his cock for the last time, helping you up as he lazily pumped himself. 
“Come sit,” he said, patting his leg.
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armoona · 3 months
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Finally...Centuries later, I finished it)
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Наконец-то…спустя века я это закончила)
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miurenne · 2 years
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jhin & draven commission for @konstatinart
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jerichocopuffs · 2 years
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Noxians respond to "how many people have you killed?"
Swain: define what you mean by me killing people. are you only referring to those slain by my own hand or collateral damage as well?
LeBlanc: (giggles) bold of you to assume I'd keep counting sweetie...
Darius: I have my orders.
Draven: (winks) if you wanna see me kill come to my show babe~
Marcus: (laughs in blademaster and gives you a fatherly pat on the head)
Kat: heh. scared?
Cass: it's just the game we play honey
Talon: ur mom
Beatrice: (mimics villain laughter)
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mansybotic · 1 year
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*Draven is cleaning the house and he finds an empty bottle of orange juice* Draven: Clear orange juice? Draven: Oh, it's empty. Darius, who has been watching the entire time: I live with an idiot. I live with an idiot. I live with an idiot.
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kero-sex · 2 months
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You Me
We are not the same.
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phalanxus · 11 months
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league-of-starlight · 4 months
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TOURNAMENT OF SOULS moveset: Draven.
Thought I'd give you a taste of the new series, so you know what you're voting for.
Playstyle: An aggressive rush down fighter, Draven specialises in getting in close with his axes and cutting them to ribbons. While he has projectiles that can bounce back, he’ll need to pick them up if they miss, leaving him open.
Special attacks:
DRAVEN LEAP!: Draven leap forward and slams his axes down. If it hits the opponent, it causes bleeding for brief damage over time.
Playing to the crowd: Draven looks to the camera and does the “Get a load of this guy” pose. The opponent takes increased damage if it finishes the taunt.
Axe toss: Draven throws one of his axes at the opponent in an arc. If it connects, it will bounce back and can be caught from a brief burst of movement speed.
Grinder: Draven tosses both axes along the ground, which return to him for an extra two hits if they connect.
Draven has a unique mechanic called crowd pleaser. The more axes he catches without dropping, a bar just above his super meter fills up. When it gets all the way, he can activate a powered up mode where he moves faster and hits harder. If you don’t catch an axe during this period, the buff immediately goes away and Draven briefly takes higher damage.
SOUL HEAT: Laughing Hyena: Draven does a series of spinning slashes with his axes before kicking the opponent away he twirls his axes for the crowd before throwing them at the opponent as they try to get up.
Victory pose:
Draven shows off for the crowd, juggling his axes before pulling the camera and giving a wide grin.
Quotes:
Draven: “There’s only room for one handsome mug, got it? But damn, I look good!”
Evelynn: “I love your look, but you’ve got wild eyes.”
Gwen: “Didn’t your mama tell you not to run with scissors?”
Irelia: “Would it kill you to relax a bit? You’re bumming the crowd out.”
Jhin: “I’d call that a Draven style performance.”
Lux: “All that sunshine won’t help you out, girlie!”
Naafiri: “Play dead, doggy. Good girl.”
Nidalee: “Better run away, kitty cat, I need a new fur coat.”
Nilah: “Quit smiling already! Creeping me out.”
Pyke: “Maybe your buddy can stitch you together again?”
Samira: “You know, with all your talk, I expected more flair.”
Sett: “Back off, momma’s boy, this is my arena!”
Shaco: “Ugh. You creep me out, man.”
Viego: “Could you shut up about your wife already?! Giving me a headache.”
Defeat Viego (Final boss form): “That eye of yours just got plucked out. Ha!”
Xin Zhao: “This ain’t your arena, old man. Back off.”
Yasuo: Crimson tempest? Pfft, more like red breeze.
Ending:
After Viego embarrassed him and gained the role of tournament host, Draven seethed with vengeance. That debt has been repaid.
With the power of the Eye at his disposal, Draven will now make his face unforgettable. But there is one person Draven still needs to impress.
His older brother, Darius.
Time for a family reunion.
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rkzetto · 1 year
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Here some shitpost art of Lol characters, it was fun to make it !
I want draw Kindred one more time !!!
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shamelessinnerbeast · 2 years
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Sketch with Dravimir pairing featuring a very jaded/annoyed Darius and shocked Katarina, Garen and Poppy at the restaurant (and yes Garen being dining with Poppy XP).
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2dmanlover · 2 years
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Just read your Darius fic; loved it! Would you consider writing one for Draven?
yes! anon reads my mind pt. 1 :D
Reckoner | Draven x AFAB!Reader NSFW Oneshot
CW// violence, explicit sexual content, a teensy weensy bit of angst, degradation, mirror sex 😜, Draven is definitely an Andr*w T*te fan.
A/N- I didn't realize I had more than one ask LMAO I'll get to those ASAP. I might start writing mini fics for those bcos I really don't have that much time on my hands and I'm a slow ass writer.
Summary~ One thing you’ve never minded was attention. You loved the way people gawked at your raw skill and talent in the arena, but you never would have suspected it’d draw the attention of the fan favorite of these depraved shows and secretly your biggest crush, Draven. 
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You wiped the sweat that beaded on your brow, smearing dirt and blood onto your forehead. Your opponent locked eyes with you as he wiped your blood off his glaive, staining his soiled tunic. Through the white noise of the crowd, you could hear your heart thumping hard against your ribs. Whether it had been the adrenaline or the nerves, it was wholly undeniable. Despite your anxious thoughts, your ferocity and commanding demeanor never would have let it on. Even though you’d been actively bleeding out and denying the exhaustion that tried to grab hold of your body, you were determined to win this battle. However undefeated you may have been in street fights, the long winded, epic battles in the arena pushed you to the very edge of your mortality.  
You thought you’d play with the crowd; you flashed your pearly mink teeth at your contender before lashing your shiny chain whip. As the flail wrapped itself fast around his ankle, the masses erupted into applause. Swiftly, you yanked the whip back, simultaneously making your enemy fall flat on his ass and dragging him towards you. A cloud of dust shrouded the two of you briefly; when it dissipated, a remarkable sight was revealed. With your boot on his neck and your ruby dripping chain raised high in the air, the announcer called the fight. Your name boomed and echoed across the arena, washing over you as you came down from your adrenaline high.
Though you had been training for it for months, it was your first real fight in the Arena. In front of a crowd. In front of Draven. 
You seriously began to believe the only reason you had won was purely because you didn’t want to embarrass yourself in front of him. When you joined the Reckoners, Draven had been the best of the best, untouchable, frankly; just like every other girl in Noxus, you swooned for him.
“The reigning champion is here!” A loud, familiar voice called from behind you. You turned around with a dusting of pink across your face and a bashful smile. Draven flashed a vain grin. He leaned against the bar and very obviously looked you up and down. There was something about him that excused these otherwise disrespectful mannerisms of his. 
“And… This girl!” He laughed at his own joke. You elbowed him. “So, how does victory taste?”
“Well, now I won’t have to wonder what it’s like to be you” you gave a shot at stroking his ego.
“Aww. Don't be jealous! You’ll get there one day. After I die, of course,” he pinched your cheek and you playfully rolled your eyes. Even when you’re the one complimenting him, he still finds a way to flatter himself. 
“Yeah, yeah. Bite me” you feigned a bit of annoyance. 
“Woah! We are in public, babe!” He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you close. “But if you really want me to… Why don’t I take you home?” He whispered into your ear. The heat of his words burned your face and sent a shiver down your spine, lingering at your core. Oh, the things you can get away with when you’re Draven. 
You looked up at him, eyes wide in disbelief. It was like he was in your head, as he did everything you’ve fantasized about. He grabbed your chin with his thumb and forefinger and gave you a peck on your parted lips. 
You leaned into it, bracing a hand on his chest. 
“Let’s go,” he whispered. 
Draven escorted you from the bar with an arm around your waist; patrons stared as the gleaming couple walked past them. 
His house was not far from the bustling main street of Noxus Prime, but the walk felt like an awkward, silent, eternity. Maybe not quite awkward to him, as you would assume he’s taking a new girl home every night. The assumption drew you into a spiral within your own head. 
Draven just wants to fuck; you’re not actually special. Just another bitch he’d kick out in the morning. 
“Welcome home,” Draven’s confident voice interrupted your thoughts. You looked up at him; the conversation you had in your head was written all over your face. 
“Is something wrong?” Draven said quieter than you had ever heard him, putting his hands on your hips. His concern warmed you a little bit, quirking your lips into a soft smile. Little did you know, the last thing he wanted to do was scare you away. 
“No, just thinking,” your voice was mellow. He gave you an affirming grin and grabbed your hand, pulling you inside. 
You stumbled over the threshold, giggling as he flicked on the lights. With a rough push, you were pressed against the door, shutting it behind you. The loud sound of the lock startled you; you simpered at your own jumpiness. 
“Are you trying to turn me on or are you just oblivious?” His voice was thick with honey and the pale green of his eyes were almost entirely engulfed by his lustful pupils. 
You pouted your bottom lip and ran your hand down his front. Slowly dipping into the contours of his abs. 
“Hmm, don’t be so mean…” Your small voice and doe eyes lit a flame within him.
“Oh, you’re in for it now.” His fingers intertwined with yours and he smashed his lips against the pretty pink ones that formed a smirk on your face. 
Deft hands explored your body, admiring your curves. His hands were clumsy against you, but it felt like he knew exactly what he was doing. They’d settle on both sides of your ribcage, hugging the curve of your breasts. Though his hands stopped roaming, his mouth began. Biting and sucking purple blooms onto your pressure points. 
His thumb brushed over your nipple, sending a shock of pleasure through to your core. The air you sucked through your teeth came out in a sigh of his name. Draven took this as a sign to move it along. So he parted his mouth from your marked skin and picked you up with your legs wrapped around his waist. 
It was only a few achingly long steps to his bedroom, each moment built upon your anticipation. 
He threw you on to his bed, discarding his shirt and shoes, you crawled to the edge, kneeling just before his towering stature. The messy hair, flushed cheeks, and puffy bottom lip caught between your teeth looking up at him sent blood to his dick; he simply couldn’t wait any longer to fuck you stupid. 
“Don’t just sit there… You’ve got a brain behind that pretty little face of yours, no?” Draven teased while rubbing your cheek with his thumb. He revealed his sharp teeth in a devious smile. He’d do anything to see you roll your eyes, whether it be in disgust or pleasure.
Your eyes snapped down to his bulge and you licked your lips. Steadily, you began to unbutton his trousers while he carded his fingers through your hair. As you pulled both his undergarments and pants down, his cock lolled out in all its glory. With no hesitation, you held the base and stroked him once. You licked up his shaft and let the tip rest on the flat of your tongue. Through  your lashes, you could see the half lidded lust in his expression. 
Without breaking eye contact, you closed your lips around his cock and began working up and down, stroking the rest that you couldn’t fit. 
“That’s it sweetheart… You like sucking my cock?” His fingers began to grasp at the hair on the back of your head. 
You nodded and hummed as best you could, stimulating his dick and his ego. 
“What a little whore you are. Just for me,” he pushed you all the way down, the tip hitting the back of his throat. Your glossy eyes looked up at him for the eternity it felt like he was keeping you there. 
When he finally pulled away, a drop of spit crawled down your chin. He wiped it with his thumb and pecked you on your lips. You hastily took your blouse off and threw it onto the floor; your bra would soon join the pile. 
“On your stomach,” he demanded, motioning for you to flip over. A sting came down on your ass cheek before he smoothed over it with his calloused hand. You yelped in pain and pleasure.
Draven grabbed you by your hips and you perched your knees up on the edge of the bed. You teasingly shook your ass for him and he hummed at the sight. Ahead of you was a mirror where you could see the way your back arched up into the perfect rounds of your ass, and Draven, admiring you all out on display for him. 
His tip teased your weeping hole, smearing your wetness around your folds. And with a shivering groan, he pushed himself to the hilt inside of you. A moan was ripped from your throat due to how deep he had hit. Moans that would turn into squeaks as he began rhythmically thrusting into you. 
He grabbed both of your wrists with one hand and held them behind your back. Each intrusion stretching you out and sending waves of pleasure through your body. 
“Fuck you are so tight,” he groaned, gravelly and low. 
Just as you felt your velvety walls squeeze around him, he lifted you upright and pressed a kiss to your cheek. You looked into the mirror, watching your tits bounce as he pounded himself into you. The tip prodding at your g spot. One of his hands wrapped around your throat and the other found its way to your clit. He rubbed sloppy circles and whispered dirty promises in your ear. You couldn’t help the guttural moans that escaped your lips every time he said your name.
As your walls began to clench around his shaft, he fucked you faster and harder. The pleasure became unbearable, so you squeezed your eyes shut and repeated his name like a prayer. Your moans began to syncopate as you both neared closer to the edge.
The coil in your stomach finally snapped as he spilled hot ropes of his cum inside of you. You slumped against his chest and he held onto you tight. 
Carefully, you were lowered down onto your back on the bed, legs numb and the tips of your fingers tingling. Coming down from the high, you twitched and shook from the shattering burst of stimulation. 
Your fucked out head hadn’t even realized Draven had left the room until he returned with a wet towel and a glass of water. You smiled sweetly at him as he wiped the apex of your thighs and your swollen lips. A soft moan left your lips as he rubbed over your sensitive clit. 
He contemplated a bit, but soon a wicked smile would find its way to his lips. You could not see his thought process as your forearms crossed over your face, covering your eyes. Suddenly, you felt his hands grab at your thighs. The only warning before he flattened his tongue against you was the brief breath that warmly fanned your clit. 
You gasped and unintentionally tried shutting your thighs, but he was much stronger than you. Getting up onto your elbows, you caught a glimpse of mischief in his eyes, as he looked up at you through his lashes.
He masterfully swirled his tongue around your bud and edged your entrance with his fingers. As each of your moans got louder, he pushed his thick fingers into your pulsating hole. Your body shook and tensed at the splintering stimulation, sending you into another hot orgasm. 
White bursts clouded your vision as you submitted to ecstasy. Draven admired his work for a moment before laying down beside you. You embraced him through the aftershocks of over stimulation.  Your head was buried in his chest and his arm was around your back. 
As you finally came down from your second orgasm, you were finally able to form real, unfragmented thoughts. 
“Draven?” Your voice was small and coy.
“Yes?” He turned to you.
“You’re not just going to leave me in the morning and never talk to me again… Right?” The question was a little bit out of the blue, making him concerned.
“Of course not, doll,” he assured you. You looked up at him with sleepy eyes and a warm smile at his answer. “Y’know… I’ve been wanting to ask you this for a while– maybe now is not a good time,” his voice was a bit sheepish and he rubbed the back of his neck. “May I take you out to dinner?”
Outwardly, you were only able to show him a tired grin, but inside, you were jumping up and down with excitement.
“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted you to ask me that,” his eyes lit up. It felt completely out of character for Draven to be this bashful, but it was because he had never wanted to be in a relationship until he saw you for the first time. Any other girl he wouldn’t worry about making a good impression; you were different. 
His heart pounded in his chest, which was warm against your face. The softness of his comforter beset your skin, soothing you to sleep.
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armoona · 3 months
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Well...I'm alive! I just got very sick and drawing is difficult for me now. But I promise that I will finish this drawing with my boy while I'm on sick leave! :3
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Чтож…я жива! Просто очень сильно заболела и рисование сейчас мне даётся с трудом. Но я обещаю, что доделаю этот рисунок с моим мальчиком пока сижу на больничном! :3
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