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gio-scrabbles · 5 months
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⚔️“‘Tis But A Scratch.”☠️
A final I made for my 3D animation class. Yes, i used that one clip from Monty Python and the Holy Grail, and yes, I included Valor, my knight OC from one of my BWW AUs, but bald due to their hair clipping through their body.
The reason why Valor is here is because this is exactly how they would handle this type of situation. Especially if one of their arms were severed, though they can grow it back instantly. It’s also funnier imagining the guy on the left being Balan.
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l0verseyes · 4 months
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a bit late, but yayy void creatures
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aysrin · 10 months
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a short rest [hollow knight x valorant]
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grainlord-town · 23 days
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IF YOU'RE STILL TAKING OC SACRIFICES...
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gently hands you my self insert. same character, just two different forms - the wings in the first form are also optional i do not draw them 99% of the time hdjsbfj
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8 characters most of whom i've never drawn before? yeah sure i'm down for that. anyway i saw you're pretty into these guys so i figured i'd draw em too
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vio1ent1y · 1 month
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Another old artwork dump, some of these are relatively older but its still in good shape imo.
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nomiyakazehaya · 10 months
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i completely forgot about this batch of chibis and noodles 💀
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jaxxyyyjax · 3 months
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Little ghost wants a happy meal
Original meme: https://x.com/captaintaco2345/status/1739715861429252546?s=20
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aquapede · 4 days
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fusions 👍
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mallowsprout-art · 25 days
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Redraw and rendered a few tiny drawings today for practice...
I like how I rendered Bastion 🥺...
I've been drawing a lot of different species of birds for a project this week OmO (now I've adapted a style again)
Also planning a sticker sheet with SV x MC drawing :D (Did you know that SV has carrots added now? didn't even realize it before that it never had carrots before... just the cave carrot one)
My socials for more art *^*//
🌱 instagram || twitter 🌱
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mowenazo · 3 months
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nuevialnst · 1 month
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⟢ ﹒ Overstimulating Him (Ft. Sub BF)
Summary: Your BF (insert character name) woke up in the morning at a regular time as usual but there was a problem. He woke up from an erotic/intimate dream that was about you, but what made it worse was he kept thinking about it whenever he tried to clear his mind, but anyways more-so to solve his problem he shyly asks you to help him!
— NSFW, MDNI 18+
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Well it wasn’t exactly a regular day for you guys when ya’ll first woke up. Thank god, there was no noisy alarm clock.
His head was too heavy to get out of bed, and his limbs were so heavy they almost seemed numb. He lay there in silence for several minutes, staring blankly at the ceiling. A few minutes passed where, he decided to turn over to face you.
Your face was still buried in your pillow, but even though it was only an inch or two away from him, he couldn’t really see it. Just darkness. Your hair fanned across your pillow, your chest moving up and down with each slow breath. It made him feel warm inside. You were so… cute.
He sighed and turned to face you again, trying not to move around too much as he did.
“Babe…?” His voice came out a little hoarse.
You didn’t reply, just hummed in response.
“Babe wake up…” Nothing. He gently shook you by the shoulders, trying to wake you up a bit more.
Finally, a small groan came from the back of your throat. You blinked sleepily at him, before rubbing your eyes and slowly sitting up straight.
“I…need your help..” He whispered hoarsely. You looked at him with confusion and concern on your face.
“Are you okay? What’s wrong babe?” You said softly. He leaned down towards you to kiss your forehead, before pulling you into a tight hug, burying his face against your shoulder.
He felt so embarrassed he might cry.
“It’s embarrassing, I know. But I can’t stop thinking about…you know…” You nodded in understanding.
“I had this dream where we’re in some sorta. . .intimate ...moment and then we’re like...together naked and it was amazing and all, I mean it was great. And... now I’m in a bit of a predicament… And I have no idea how to help myself with all these stupid thoughts that keep popping up when I try to concentrate or think about something else.” He quickly grabbed the shark plush displayed on the bed beside him and hid his face into it, muffling the whimpers that wanted to escape through his lips.
His girlfriend rubbed soothing circles on his back and ran her fingers through his hair, hoping to calm him down. She smiled fondly, thinking to herself that this is probably the best thing that could happen right now.
“Shh honey… I understand… I can try to make you feel better like always , if that’s what you want me to do. Just let me know. I love hearing you talk, you know. Even if you’re a little crazy when you go off about your hyperfixations. I can listen to you all day.” Her words calmed the panic that threatened to take over.
He peeked from behind the plush toy, looking at her with his one eye. Her expression told him she meant every word. His mouth curled up into a soft smile, and a chuckle escaped from his lips.
He kissed her cheek sweetly, before turning over onto his back once more, still holding the plushie tightly. She smiled brightly, loving the feeling of him hugging her close.
“Could you help me then? Please.” The last part was muffled into the plushie, but it was clear he needed comfort in another way,
She held back a giggle and laid down on top of him. She pulled him tightly against her body, allowing his face and arms to be hidden against her shirt.
He squeezed her tighter, burying his face in her collarbone.
“I’m here Honey, don’t worry…” She whispered.
“If it makes you feel any better, I love listening to you talk. When you’re passionate, I feel like there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to hear you talk. That’s what makes you unique and wonderful. So don’t ever forget that okay?”
He nodded against her.
As long as she was with him, he could face anything. She smiled and planted small kisses on his forehead.
After a minute, she sat up and placed a finger on the side of his neck. He looked up at her questioningly, and she grinned and began tracing tiny circles on his skin.
The gesture helped calm down his racing pulse and anxiety slightly. He had a tint of pink across his face as he pointed to his pants and mumbled under his breath.
“Help me with them please…”
She chuckled.
She untied his pants easily, sliding down them until they pooled around his feet. He tried not to look at her as she reached for the hem of his boxers, and lifted the waistband. His breathing picked up speed. She smirked teasingly.
“Is this okay?” Before answering, he simply nodded.
She pushed his boxers down enough to reveal a large erection, which she gently traced with her hands and kissed. He gasped and pressed himself closer to her, feeling her tongue slide across his sensitive tip.
As she stroked him lightly, it sent chills down his spine. “I’ve heard men get so excited just from being touched.” She teased.
Her hand moved from his cock to stroke his balls, causing him to whimper quietly.
He gripped her hair, tugging lightly on a strand. “That feels good doesn’t it?”
‘Damn right it does’ was the unsaid thought.
Her nails raked down the length of his cock, causing him to squirm and moan quietly.
“Good boy.” She praised, before continuing to tease him further.
He let out a deep sigh, trying to control his breathing, while her tongue began to swirl around his cock, teasing his slit, and sucking him roughly like he was the last source on the earth. She sucked a particularly hard peak, causing him to shudder.
The sound he made was primal, yet erotic.
“You like that?” She asked huskily in his ear, causing his head to jerk forward.
“Mm hmm, just like that…” The words slipped past his lips without thinking about it, before his breathing returned to normal.
If she tried to come up and tried to tease him he would instinctively push her head back down onto his dick. She understood why he was so tense, but the sight of him panting and flushed was definitely worth it.
“Mmh-…Fuck~” Was all he could manage to say in between panting breaths. She kept going down on him almost to the point where she is practically gagging on his cock, causing him to thrust up against her mouth. His legs trembled as he bucked his hips frantically in response to her efforts. His heart pounded in his chest and the scent of sweat mixed with arousal filled the air.
It was almost nauseating to breathe. Almost.
He could handle anything short of that.
He bit down on his lip harshly as his mind was consumed with images of you and her fucking him senseless as well.
Not only was he acting pathetic, he couldn’t deny how good he felt, but he was becoming too overstimulated to the point where he was afraid he was gonna cum soon.
A few moments later, he released an audible groan, and the tension left his muscles as he felt his entire body relax, sinking down onto the mattress as his orgasm faded. He let out a whine and buried his face in the plushie once more, completely ignoring everything else around him except you.
“...I’m sorry I feel like such an asshole for pushing your head down onto my dick like that…” He muttered softly, voice full of guilt. She gave his arm a reassuring squeeze.
“Oh c’mon baby, it’s fine… you know I don’t mind it at all…” She cooed softly in response.
His blush deepened even more and he buried his face in the pillow. He knew she was teasing him again, but she also understood that he was extremely embarrassed. She shifted herself up on her knees above him and pecked his cheek.
He finally turned his head to meet her gaze, and she cupped his jaw and leaned in to place a gentle kiss on his lips.
“Just so you know, I would do absolutely anything for you…” She whispered in his ear. His eyes widened, a small smile playing upon his lips. He loved hearing those words from you.
It made him feel so special to someone other than his father who had never been truly interested or interested in him.
She leaned down to place her lips directly next to his ear. “I love your voice…” He said softly.
“Your voice is like music to my ears…” She continued, her own cheeks flushing a light pink.
They both blushed like teenagers and shyly glanced away. She brushed her hair out of her face and smiled warmly at him. He returned the smile and kissed her passionately, pulling her flush against his chest.
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‧₊˚✩ - Freminet, Ga-Ming, Itadori Yuji, Megumi Fushiguro, Scar, Kiryu Twins, Boothill, Sampo Koski, Nuevillette, Wriothesely, and Many More. . .
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A/N: This is kind of like a bit self-indulgent because this is based off a fun time with my boyfriend, although yes yes I already know to get the other requests done !!
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hopelessrromantix · 2 years
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my first kinktober!
pick one of two prompts and submit a character or multiple! i'll take the first submitted prompts until 31, so check back to see if the prompt was taken. you may submit more than one character per prompt for threesome/poly content <3
begins october first! submit your requests at any time though I'll only accept the first one for each request, so check the list before you send one <3
main masterlist
➳ day one first time | frottage Steve Harrington
➳ day two degradation | marking Jason Carver
➳ day three cockwarming | thigh riding Chamber
➳ day four bondage | praise Johnathan Byers
➳ day five somnophilia | cock worship Billy Hargrove
➳ day six edging | dumbification Billy Hargrove
➳ day seven hate sex | overstimulation Yoru
➳ day eight facefucking | exhibitionism Yoru
➳ day nine dacryphilia | photos/video Camboy!Billy Hargrove
➳ day ten corruption | face sitting Eddie Munson + Steve Harrington
➳ day eleven size kink | choking Atsushi Nakajima
➳ day twelve solo masturbation | spanking Eddie Munson
➳ day thirteen phone sex | massage Eddie Munson + Steve Harrington
➳ day fourteen lingerie | body worship MK System
➳ day fifteen collars | orgasm denial Bakugou Katsuki
➳ day sixteen daddy kink | facial Eddie Munson
➳ day seventeen shower sex | deep throating Steven Grant
➳ day eighteen mirror sex | rimming MK System
➳ day nineteen aftercare | knife play Billy Hargrove
➳ day twenty double penetration | breeding Steve Harrington
➳ day twenty-one role play | toys Billy Loomis + Stu Macher
➳ day twenty-two cuckolding | food play Eddie Munson + Steve Harrington
➳ day twenty-three fingering | monster fucking Newt Scamander
➳ day twenty-four aphrodisiac | sounding Steve Harrington
➳ day twenty-five bulge | blood kink Eddie Munson
➳ day twenty-seven gloryhole | mutual masturbation Billy Hargrove
➳ day twenty-six power imbalance | cum inflation Billy Hargrove
➳ day twenty-eight creampie | wax play Draco Malfoy
➳ day twenty-nine ice play | sadism/masochism Billy Hargrove
➳ day thirty costumes/uniform | cum play Steve Harrington
➳ day thirty-one free choice! | feminization/crossdressing Steve Harrington
this will be top/dom gn/male reader content! please specify and check the characters I write for. thank you for participating! send me a letter request!
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quirrelfan · 3 days
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i think adding these val keychains makes me even more visibly a loser. Also wearing my sick ass hawks jacket, its too cool to make me look like a loser so i think it balances out
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Heyyy if ur a val fan encountering this, this is a quirrel only acct but i will eventually make an account to yap about other things including val yippee
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tavtiers · 3 months
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howdy i see youre new to classpecting so welcome :D is it possible for me to get a Knight of Rage analysis thank you for yout time
The Knight of Rage [symbols: shield, tragedy mask]
The Knight class has its basis in the classic knight from Arthurian legend. An example would be Lancelot.
The Rage aspect's main theme is defiance. You can find its official description here.
A Knight of Rage is among those who use faith in possibility. This is the "classpect group" they belong to. Members include: the Knight, Page, Thief, and Rogue of Hope/Rage. These classes are all opposites or inverses of each other that use the Hope/Rage dichotomy (faith in possibility). A description of classpect groupings can be found here.
The Knight of Rage actively utilizes the Rage aspect. Active classes tell themselves what to do and do so for their own benefit. They are more likely to stand up for themselves, but more likely to be cruel. Knights and Pages use their aspect and everything it symbolizes as a tool. Simplified, the Knight of Rage is motivated by themselves to utilize defiance. 
In personality, the Knight of Rage puts on a front to hide an insecurity and hates complacency. Personality descriptions can be found here.
Their archetype is the Defender Revolutionary, defined by guarded defiance. Archetypes are explained here.
Their opposite is the Page of Hope, who passively utilizes assurance. 
Their inverse is the Rogue of Hope, who passively steals assurance. 
A classpect or “god tier” is an individual’s best self. All classpects go through a journey from unrealized, to struggle, to realized. When a character is unrealized, they neutrally exist as their inverse. On their struggle, they will wildly flip back and forth between their inverse and true classpect. In their worst moments they will act as their inverse, in their best their true classpect. When realized, they will stabilize as their true classpect. They will still have room to grow, but will become happier, more successful people. 
This means that the Knight of Rage begins life motivated by others to steal assurance. When their struggle arrives and they are at their worst, they will continue this behavior in negative extremes. However, when at their best, they will find purpose in instead utilizing defiance for themselves. When realized, they will stabilize and continue to utilize the Rage aspect actively, in a positive way.
They share their archetype with the Bard of Doom, the Revolutionary Defender. 
The Knight of Rage would quest on a planet similar to the Land of Haze [Knight] and Rage [Aspect]. An example would be the Land of Illusions and Demons. An explanation of planet naming conventions can be found here. 
A possible god, or denizen, to reign over their planet would be Ares (God of War). Other Rage aspect denizens can be found here. 
When the Knight of Rage completes their planet quests and dies on their quest bed, they would rise to ascension on the wings of imps (symbols of the devil). A list of soul animals can be found here.
The characters that I have currently classpected as Knights of Rage are: a Spirit of Valor from Dragon Age and Forzen from HLVRAI.
If any of the links not connected to my blog break, the content can be found on my Google Drive.
Official Aspect Descriptions
Personality Descriptions
Aspect Denizens
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justavulcan · 6 months
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Backgrounds With Class: Boros Legionnaire
I'll be honest: Ravnica has always fascinated me. I was a high schooler when the first set came out, and I was immediately consumed creating characters for the setting. Now that we've actually received my long-awaited crossover, I thought it would be nice to write a love letter to the setting in the form of another Backgrounds with Class series. After all: some guilds have natural class choices tied in, from a conceptual standpoint. Boros and Fighter, Izzet and Wizard, Selesnya and Druid. But guilds aren’t class-restricted, and so I wonder what it would look like if you paired every class with every guild background, even the ones that seem at odds, like Izzet and Barbarian, or Gruul and Artificer.  So I thought about it, and this is what I came up with.  Some character concepts for each class, and each Guildmaster's Guide to Ravnica background for each class.
Boros Legionnaire
The Boros Legionnaire Artificer is a walking proof that workers in magic are just as important as workers of brass and steel to the Legion.  Although her magical talents are shorter-lived than her material ones, they are certainly more flexible in the heat of battle.  Armed with a sword she made and backed up by a brass construct in the shape of a large war-hound, she joined the legion to follow in her family’s footsteps- supplying the Legion has always been the family business, and she’s just taken the next logical step testing her creations in the field personally.
The Boros Legionnaire Barbarian has always been a competitive soul.  The Ordruun line of minotaurs has been the standard bearers for their people in the Legion for centuries if not millennia.  This minotaur is not one of those line, and if the truth is told, his motives for joining the Legion have more to do with this family he is not part of than the good he can do serving under the Warleader Aurelia.  Competitive spirit and the raw zeal that the Boros embodied before current leadership ascended are far more familiar to this soldier, and his target is the entire Ordruun line- who he would very much love to show up.
The Boros Legionnaire Bard has always been a perfomer at heart, no matter the purpose of their performance.  A child to Rakdos parents who somehow acquired an overwhelming respect for authority would be absolutely fascinated by the talents of a Boros bugler- equal parts inspiration and mayhem-bringer.  Still, in their way their parents are proud of the literally street-shattering performances their child can put on.  That they happen in the midst of quashing the more violent Rakdos parties at the head of a Boros strike force is bittersweet, but still bombastic.
The Boros Legionnaire Cleric knows that violence is not always the way of the legion.  Certainly, as the military police to all of Ravnica, it is their primary function, but in a guild that deals so matter-of-factly with violence there must be those who protect life and heal both their comrades and those they go to defend.  Dedicated spiritually to aiding those around them, this loxodon healer wears the heaviest armor she can tolerate and carries no weapon but that which she must from her station.  For her, the Legion is and has always been meant to be a shield for those who cannot or dare not raise arms in their own defense, and a poultice laid on any wounds savagery or scheming brings.
The Boros Legionnaire Druid walks a delicate line.  Armed with the Legion’s typical fiery magic, he maintains a delicate balance between his duties and the cycles of Ravnica’s limited wilderness.  He’s a fan of cycles- patrolling territory, keeping routines, bringing both healers’ and embermages’ talents to bear in battle in turn, and even (secretly) inciting unrest to justify cleaning out neighborhoods with unsavory elements.  Familiar with the cycle of burn-cleanse-grow of ancient forest destruction and regrowth, this centaur is as tied to the green space of Ravnica as tightly as any gruul anarch or selesnya initiate; he just views the city as subject to the same natural cycle.
The Boros Legionnaire Fighter was always a runt among his kin- noble cyclops blood adulterated by too many ogres and humans through the centuries, he barely breaks eight feet tall and will never see the immense stature of his two-story ancestors.  Still, he’s a natural hand at the forge and an avid student of his runes, so he has unique talents to bring to bear against the Legion’s enemies.  He hopes, secretly, that studying the ancient language-magic of his people will lend some of their more storied traits.
The Boros Legionnaire Monk is a bearer of the light so often spoke of among the Legion.  Raised in the strictest traditions of a multigenerational family of wojeks, it was always assumed that she would take her inner light and cast it about to find the darker sides of her peers and serve as one of the Legion’s investigators.  Instead she’s proven her talents again and again as a natural complement to her allies’ heavy armor and broad shields, darting across and through the battlefield with a sword in hand and a growing trail of radiance behind her.  Perhaps one day the light will be able to do more than show her trail, but she’s content to serve until it shows in its fullness.
The Boros Legionnaire Paladin has sworn an oath, as paladins are wont to do, to Aurelia herself.  An oath of service, of fealty, of devotion, naturally.  However, it paints him in an uncommon light- as one of Ravnica’s unquiet dead, a zombie still shambling around tied to a deteriorating body and encrusted with mold that peels and bleaches in the sun, he should be among the Golgari.  A memory is all that stands between him and that path- one of battle, sprinting with great urgency, with an angel at their backs and surrounded by warriors in gleaming armor.
The Boros Legionnaire Ranger wasn’t taught to stalk, to hunt, and to use the bow.  They come naturally, a strange talent for a human from the grittiest part of Precinct Six, raised near an iron foundry.  Still, his talents are unrefined, and formal training at Sunhome has taught him to bring them to bear on the legion’s behalf, stalking and occasionally killing Ravnica’s malcontents and anarchists into the Rubblebelts and beyond.  When not tasked with a mission such as this, there is always work as a support for a squad on the street, but he hungers for larger quarries than Tin street gangs and the occasional belligerent ogre.
The Boros Legionnaire Rogue lives by the motto “who dares, wins.”  Daring bordering on foolhardy, even for a goblin, she is known for pelting ahead of her comrades to bring her dual swords to bear against the enemy before all others have their chance.  Boastful and proud to match her admittedly sterling reputation as a promising candidate among duellists, she’s broadly disliked among the other cadets for how she seems to dodge the due punishments for defying orders.
The Boros Legionnaire Sorcerer was exposed to heavenly fire as a child- the consecrated flames of a firemane angel’s blade set alight the wagon in which her family dwelt, and her burns were grievous.  As the rest of her family was a small Gruul clan that had just rampaged through a city block, that same angel had just finished leading the counterattack that cost her parents her life.  Years later, fully aware of the source of her burgeoning powers and how she acquired them, she joined the legion, facing that same angel as she proved her ability with the fire that scorched her.
The Boros Legionnaire Warlock met Aurelia of the Legion for the first time as a child.  At this first meeting, when she told the warleader of the Rakdos ‘surprise party’ waiting around the corner, the angel gave her a feather from her wing for her vigilance and aid to the legion.  From that first meeting, she knew that the Legion was her way out of the chaos-wracked Precinct Four and joined the legion as soon as she was able.  There, swearing her oaths of service, she reaffirmed her commitment to Aurelia herself, and the angel honored the oath with a pact.  Now she serves proudly as embermage and medic both- whichever is needed for the engagement, she brings to bear.
The Boros Legionnaire Wizard serves as a critical component of the Boros war machine- the one that keeps their troops from being torn apart by Golgari necromancers or Gruul druids.  Armed with countermagic and explosive battlemagic like few others, this dispassionate vedalken warmage is known for his poker face- in battle, his face is a mask beyond which no insight penetrates.  Despite his apparently frozen demeanor in battle, his heart burns no less brightly than his comrades’, and he shows it in the rare moments between battles when he remembers who he’s protected.
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cwazytvthings · 1 year
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In the mood to draw some fellas, my asks are open for requests if you're interested in a quick sketch^^
List of characters I'll draw are in the tags below :3
If you want to request a character not mentioned in the tags by all means ask and I'll draw them!
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