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My OC Edith Crow, this is a casual drawing as she's a medic highly trained in combat in a squad in a scifi dystopia I'm working on.
My OC Edith Crow, this is a casual drawing as she's a medic highly trained in combat in a squad in a scifi dystopia I'm working on.
I wave at Ezreal one last time before jumping rooftop to rooftop.
I wave at Ezreal one last time before jumping rooftop to rooftop.
I jump from the counter and slam open the back door, waving as I dodge another dagger.
I jump from the counter and slam open the back door, waving as I dodge another dagger.
"A warning would be nice before you try to kill me," I groan out as I side step away from an incoming attack.
A small dagger passes by my head, landing in the wall behind me.
"A warning would be nice before you try to kill me," I groan out as I side step away from an incoming attack.
A small dagger passes by my head, landing in the wall behind me.
(This whole set of so many posts were to a short I wrote for English in high-school, to a prompt. I chose to step out of the boundary and write something different then others. I wrote a queer romance and happened to get praised from my teacher.)
(This whole set of so many posts were to a short I wrote for English in high-school, to a prompt. I chose to step out of the boundary and write something different then others. I wrote a queer romance and happened to get praised from my teacher.)
They softly pull apart, peach and lavender dusting their cheeks.
#writing #queerwriting
They softly pull apart, peach and lavender dusting their cheeks.
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(I'm almost done with posting the whole thing!)
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(I'm almost done with posting the whole thing!)
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Winter I love you and your flaws. Your insecurities; sensitivity; your ignorance. I love everything you have to offer," Spring rambles before pulling Winter in for a quick kiss.
(Also this is something I wrote when I was 15 and have had stored forever)
#gaywriting #queerwriting #gayromance
Winter I love you and your flaws. Your insecurities; sensitivity; your ignorance. I love everything you have to offer," Spring rambles before pulling Winter in for a quick kiss.
(Also this is something I wrote when I was 15 and have had stored forever)
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Pt 2
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Pt 2
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Pt 1
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Pt 1
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Pt 3
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Pt 3
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Pt 2 had to break paragraph to 3 as it's long
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Pt 2 had to break paragraph to 3 as it's long
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#writing
Part 2 of paragraph
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Part one of paragraph.
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Part one of paragraph.
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"You look so pretty Winter," Spring whispers.
Winter softly blushes, ears turning a light shade of purple.
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"You look so pretty Winter," Spring whispers.
Winter softly blushes, ears turning a light shade of purple.
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Springs nods; body relaxing into the touch of their lover. He softly lays his head on Winter's shoulder; the low thumping of his heart echoing in his mind.
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Springs nods; body relaxing into the touch of their lover. He softly lays his head on Winter's shoulder; the low thumping of his heart echoing in his mind.
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"I love you," they whisper in unison.
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"I love you," they whisper in unison.
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"You look ethereal, baby," Winter whispers, frigid breath fanning Spring's neck.
"And you are as elegant as a porcelain vase," Spring softly whispers.
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"You look ethereal, baby," Winter whispers, frigid breath fanning Spring's neck.
"And you are as elegant as a porcelain vase," Spring softly whispers.
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#writing #gaywriting #queercharacters
#writing #gaywriting #queercharacters
"Spring, where are you?" he softly whistles into the cold night air.
"I'm here my love," Winter croaks out raspily.
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"Spring, where are you?" he softly whistles into the cold night air.
"I'm here my love," Winter croaks out raspily.
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And old art piece i did for my friends birthday last year, she's a jinx girly.
And old art piece i did for my friends birthday last year, she's a jinx girly.