Oliver

Os Guerreiros de Scarlett - Tinha que ser ele? (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1473246547-os-guerreiros-de-scarlett-tinha-que-ser-ele?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Oliver_Thyle

it's a man under the wolf skin, you can see his eyes and mouth, nothing more

and he's scaring you, and laughing about how terrifying you are

"Sorry, I don't want your touch

It's not that I don't want you

Sorry, I can't take your touch

It's just that I fell in love with a war

Nobody told me it ended

And it left a pearl in my head

And I roll it around every night

Just to watch it glow

Every night, baby, that's where I go"

this music and this art

that's my friend Pedro, he really liked the results and it's a perfect icon how they asked me to do

is the first time i’ve drawn him, its yindrel from my comic that i dont made yet hehe

i really really love heartstopper and i really really love charlie and nick (maybe nick is my favorite but charlie is super cute too)

Essa é a Rainha Hazy, minha oc de “Os Guerreiros de Scarlett”

eu gostei muito de desenhar ela, no começo era pra ser algo bem simples, mas acabei me animando kkkkskskkksks

o traço foi bem pro lado de su, gostei bastante disso

im just in love for this boy, ITS JUST NEW YEAR BUT I SPEND THE MOST TIME OF MY DAYS TALKING ABOUT HOW THIS LITTLE BABY IS CUTE

i did this draw a long time ago but i really love how sugawara looks so cute

Era como se aquele lago à minha frente estivesse se enchendo cada vez mais. De pouco a pouco,as águas alcançaram meus pés. E sem que eu notasse, elas já rodeavam meu pescoço. Não conseguia nadar para a superfície, muito menos sair dali andando. Estava presa. Presa nesse sentimento devastador. A dor de respirar era maior do que a de saber em que situação eu me encontrava. A cada suspiro, a água preenchia cada vez mais meus pulmões. Porém meu coração permanecia vazio. Seco. E assim a água foi aumentando. Estava tão no fundo que nem a luz conseguia me alcançar. Nem mesmo o som. Nem ninguém. Só existia o vazio. Eu e aquilo em que transbordava. Mas ele permanecia vazio. Seco

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they are Erick and Astrid, my oc’s and they’re best friends

the Astrid’s parents adopted Erick when his 10yo, but its more like uncles than really father and mother to him, so he just call them for their names