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Holy CRAP the new clangen update HELLO??
Wof smilk doodles cuz i lav him 🫶
Dont like this ine as much aa the other two but its my baby milky way so im obligated to post it
guh… the new girlies are so cute…
i think they should kiss
saw some people on twt shipping black forest with the first cookies from witches castle and i think it’s peak… might have to draw cookie yuri……. for the betterment of mankind
Happy new years and late merry christmas to those that celebrate !!! Ive been spending the holidays trying to cure very bad artblock and i MIGHT be making progress. MIGHT. I dunno when ill start posting more but. Happy holodays ig
That being said im trying to learn how to draw humans and i NEED pointers DEPSERATELY
Give me pointers PLEASEPLEASEPLEAPSPELELDWJCKEBCBJXWNKXW thank u
Dear friends,👋❤️
I am Ahmad, and I live in Gaza, where the situation is becoming more difficult day by day. The ongoing devastating war has left my family and me in dire need of support. 🙏I am a father of four children, and their safety is my top priority. Can you help us by providing our basic needs for food, water, and shelter? 🥫💧🏠 Every contribution, no matter how small, will make a significant difference in our lives and give my children hope for a better tomorrow. ❤️If you are willing to help, please contact me.Thank you for your kindness and support during these challenging times. Together, we can make a difference. 🙌
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Fite spirit cookie but wof skywojh yes please
“Where is his cane? He can’t walk without his cane—“ Jayce babbles frantically as he rummages through the rubble. His fingers bleed, and his breath is uneven—he’s close to sobbing, and tears are, frankly, obscuring his vision, but he pays it no mind. It doesn’t matter. Nothing matters—nothing but him, in that damned chamber.
Mel watches him, and her chest constricts. She places a gentle hand on Jayce’s shoulder, but it does little to nothing to snap him out of his single-minded pursuit.
“Jayce—“
“He— Oh god, when he wakes up, he will be so mad,” Jayce attempts a laugh, rubbing his eyes. They sting—from both the dust and tears. Mel keeps silent, not daring to interrupt. She can’t. Not when Jayce has that desperate, panicked look inched into his features.
“Yes!” Jayce exclaims finally, noticing the glare of the shiny tip of the cane. He has designed it, after all—he would recognize it anywhere. “I- God, I put it somewhere once—in the lab, and he—“ Jayce goes through the memories, not caring of the tears and sheer desperation that radiates off him. He grasps the cane, pulling it out of the rubble—it’s a little chipped, but nothing he can’t fix for Viktor.
Just like him - the thought flashes through his mind, and Jayce shudders.
Devsisters are you fucking kidding me