Welcome

your first concert

your last concert

your next concert

Courf woke to the sound of low muttering nearby. In the tiny apartment, it was easy to hear another person breathing. Reluctantly, he opened his eyes and glanced around the room before spotting Marius. He appeared to be rummaging through one of their bags.

Courfeyrac propped himself up on his elbows and watched with mild curiosity. For several moments, he observed quietly. Not once did Marius turn towards him. He was too absorbed in.. whatever it was he was doing. At one point, he noted the coat the other was wearing. It was tan and worn. There was a tear in the frayed left cuff. Courf recognized the coat as his own. He raised a brow and in a drowsy, just-woken-up voice, he asked,

" Are you wearing my coat? "

Let's dance together, you and I

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My husband stared at me until I made an individual post for this.

Anyway art based on my post-canon scenario on which Qifrey goes blind and Olly cannot hold a pen anymore (cough cough his tenosynovitis got worse) so just go fuck it and they Hawkeye&Mustang it.

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Kakaobi Summer Weekend 2026.

Prompt 4: It´s too hot for that.

The Stolen Gift

The Star

I sketched this yesterday and finished it today. I was thinking about the major arcana and both its meanings. I feel like my small crosshatching practice is finally starting to pay off!

Brushbuddy sticker ideas for @shrimpleandclean :)