Mar 15
“ what if we rewrite the stars ? “
This is based off of an rp I did w my partner ^_^
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“ what if we rewrite the stars ? “
This is based off of an rp I did w my partner ^_^
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some mean gills for the soul?
Have my old sketch that I'm not sure if I ever posted yet
Meangills SWAP!
and if i say human martyn versus werewolf ren and vampire scott. what then
need vampires scott to do bad things to vampires martyn. fake nobles when a real noble come at them
Long time no ship art on this blog ooh woo (especially majorwood)
Have an Empire 1 & 2 Scotts and Limited life Martyn :3
(crazy proposal @lemonywings gave me)
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she major on my wood till i HRRJSHRNNSHJAKLWJHDOIUWYSJHG (shaking them in my mouth like a dog)
new majorwood angst art just dropped
I keep thinking, after Character Martyn did his betrayal did he bury Scott's body? Or did he let it rot on the ground, a consistent reminder of his betrayal? When he was finishing his hour glass was he haunted by the idea of Scott? Did the watchers torment him by pretending to be his fellow mean gill? Imagine Martyn thinking he heard Scott's voice and looking around. Imagine him looking around and thinking he saw him just out of the corner of his eye. Imagine him falling back into the water and taking one last glance at the sun, remembering fond memories of his alliance before he washes up on shore to forever mold in the sands.