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support your local clown lesbian!!! just a silly willow doodle bcs i feel happy and i love them!
@kurczakmarty ‘s willow & august
(my half of an art trade THANK U FOR DRAWING WITH ME)
heheh THEY FINALLY LET WILLOW JUGGLE ON STAGE!! (also wiggy my beloved) willow belongs to my lovely mut @lisicaiwilczyca
victim #3: willow moss
I love their whimsical style and personality 🥺🥺🥺 willow belongs to @kurczakmarty
thank you marty for being the goat and feeding my august hyperfixation with your amazing art 🫶🫶🫶

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Willow Moss/August Pierce: Stardust
For @auggiepierce as part of our exchange. 🥰
Rating: Explicit
Word count: 6,171
'Above them, lit from one side by yellow lamplight and from the other by faded lavender dusk, Willow is a bleach spill of hair over their shoulders and an expression of total vacancy upon their face. The part of their lips reveals a glimpse of pink tongue behind their teeth. They are staring, wide-eyed and gently gaping, blush-touched and obliterated. “August,” Willow says, distant and shattering like a galaxy expanding, taking space. August releases the breath that they’ve been holding. “Yeah?” “I wanna try something.”'
[read on ao3]
“Magic never dies – it simply waits until we are ready for it.”
Dominique Valente, "Willow Moss and the Lost Day"
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