Darnell Is Picos Best Friend And Right Hand Man. For Many Many Years They Where Absolutely Attached At

RAAAAAAAA♡♡♡♡♡

Just chilling, I Guess?

Just realized i forgot Blue and Peacock's stubble oops

Featuring:

Candy!BF- Blue (idk what to call the au lol), S2!BF- Bee, SFA!BF- Peacock

And vague mentions of:

PoPr!BF- Biff, CS!BF- Beefer, WYD!BF- Beef

This shit can not be comfortable

they are 14 and unmedicated

I'm SO LUCKY!! YOU ARE THE MOST INCREDINLE ARTIST I SWEAR. THEYRE SO SO PRETTY AND I CANT WAIT TO POST MY GIFT TO YOU!!

Merry Christmas♡♡

Merry Christmas @slushgut !!

I don't care that this Fandom is non existent I'm obsessed with them

You know what I gotta do now-

here's the finished designs for three of the goobers in my mod <3

ill be doing more spreadsheets so stay in tuned

first time drawing a beard and it was fun 👍🏾

not much else to say so enjoy 💜

Not gonna do anymore with this, but a have a concent design for Pico and Blues kid!

Didn't wanna wait to post this one. All of it was pretty experimental, so it is messy, but I was inspired so-

Firestorm's paws pounded against the muddy ground, his legs desperately moving as he ran, his striped pelt flashing with ginger streaks in the evening light. His tail tip was singed as flames licked at his back, threatening to consume him. Behind him, his home burned away, the raging flames of a forest fire eating up the only place he felt truly safe. Thunderclan warriors raced for the river, their ears pressed back and their eyes wide with terror. They had already lost Owlback, who had insisted on staying and defending his home. Steelthroat had tried to save him, but he refused to budge, and Firestorm had no idea if the elder was even still alive. Steelthroat was now leaping over fallen trees beside his leader, looking shocked and utterly panicked. Emberstrike and Blackwidow were running side by side just a few mouse lengths ahead of him, trying to keep the apprentices in line while each carrying one of Heatherberry's kits.

Firestorm took a glance behind his shoulder, skidding to a halt with a gasp. The flames had taken over the whole forest, burning away trees and ferns, brambles and flowers. It should have scared him to his core, left him shaking with terror. He should have been sobbing with despair as his world burned down around him. But he couldn't bring himself to feel anything. Anything but pure, complete awe. The bright flames lit up the evening, casting an eerie glow onto his fur. It warmed his pelt and soothed his aching legs. No, he wouldn't feel scared of it. It was beautiful. Too gorgeous to ever fear. In fact, he wanted *more*. Wanted to watch the every clan burn just to bask in that wonderful glow of ignited plant life.

Emberstrike's voice faded in above the crackling of the inferno, and he whipped his head around, spotting his best friend staring at him with horror filled eyes. Firestorm took one last look at the beauty destroying his home and turned, fleeing to safety with his friends.

YOOO999 MY BABY ROCKY!! HES SO CUTE!!! Thank you so much♡♡♡

lil busts for @slushgut of her mans Rocky and @shed-the-god of their design for Otis : )

The party's pretty boy, obviously, but he's more than pretty. Jon, despite holding the worst possible hand of cards, is burning with determination to be the strongest Sorcerer possible for his God's. He holds his beliefs firm, and despite his setbacks, quitting never once crosses his mind. He knows in his heart he's going to be greater than anyome.gave him credit

Also Filly, his familiar. He sits on Jons backpack and sleeps most of the time♡