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sparklez siblings + accusing each other of calling them slurs
(crumb is also queer, for context)
It's been a while
a lot of pieces of media will show characters catching fireflies with just their bare hands. in some cases they will just land on the persons fingers. to gently be placed inside of a jar..
for people who live in areas who don’t have fireflies, i want you to know that is not made up or exaggerated for those scenes. fireflies are really like that. they are slow and not cautious at all. while camping i would just walk up to one flying in the air and grab it. and it would sit on my hands like “oh ok.” they are my friends.
“Boromir was always the soldier. They were so alike, him and my father. Proud. Stubborn even. But strong.”
Gaang redraws!! (Sorry for being inactive here I keep forgetting about this account 😭)
on days when it feels like the whole world might cave in stand side by side and you’ll make it
White Rose ballroom dancing for a kofi ;v; I still have not caught up on RWBY but I will always, always adore these two ❤️🤍
(ID: Ruby and Weiss stand in a mostly-white ballroom with large windows back lighting them. Weiss wears a very light-blue suit and has her arms around Ruby’s waist. Ruby is wearing grey fingerless gloves, a dress with a red skirt and tan top, and a black corset. Both of them are looking at each other happily.)
Got a kofi for griddlehark and used it as a chance to draw another favorite scene! These nerds are so fuckin awkward its beautiful
scene from ‘but your voice used to be mine’ by @ddullahan did not know how much i would like slicked-back hair ruby until now…
[you can read here]
thinking about team ranchers baking together <//3 jimmy would almost burn the ranch to the ground and tango would get flour and sugar literally everywhere
Vivid visions of drawing Agatha, Oscar and Fyodor as this
the trees are filled with memories of the feelings never told
“Hey,” Robbe said, and the other boys at the table quieted down, their curiosity now also prioritizing the lone Jens sliding into the picnic table. “Where’s Lucas?”
“Sleeping,” Jens answered shortly, settling down on the bench and lifting his head to look at his friends.
“Holy shit!” “Woah!” Moyo and Aaron shouted concurrently, making multiple overtired teenagers turn to glare. Robbe ignored them, grabbing Jens’ face with one hand and turning it toward him to get a better look. “What the hell happened?”
A mix of purple and black encircled Jens’ left eye, traveling up and disappearing under a band-aid adhered to his temple. The skin directly below his eye was swollen and glossy from what Robbe guessed was some type of ointment. Another small bandage was plastered over the bridge of his nose, a dot of red bleeding through and standing out on the tan material.
“Nothing,” Jens declared, jerking out of Robbe’s hold. “Just drop it.”
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Or, When Jens and Lucas gain mysterious injuries neither of them will openly talk about, Robbe is reminded of his and Sander’s attack and is concerned for his friends.
Read the second part of the “bloom” series now!!
