The cold air chilled his lungs with each breath he took. The smell of burning tobacco clung to the air. He took a drag from the disgusting cigarette that sat between his fingers, breathing deep, the smoke warmed his chest as it filled his lungs. His head fell back against the ship as he exhaled. “Gods..” his heavy eyes opened with protest, the starry sky glistened above him. “You get more beautiful every time I look at you..”
1 year ago
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@BOXZEE Sylvia doodle
Princess Peach doodle
Classic Sonic doodle
I really wish SU had used the pilot art style for the show (or at the very least used size charts)
Happy Valentine's day
Random sketch (I plan on finishing it one day… maybe… or maybe it will stay on the WIP pile for month…)
Cult of the Lamb fanart
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