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so the tablet I was using broke yesterday...no more digital art for the foreseeable future ✌️

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"stop being dramatic, Marston. it's just a bath."

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drawing with morston. nothing serious yet, just a quick sketch. clothes are hard. I prefer them naked.

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David was still fully clothed, in a long sleeved thermal shirt and fitted cargo pants, as well as tactical boots; all in black, of course. The man always had a certain aesthetic. Pratt had jokingly called him a goth once, and then had been forced to explain what a goth was because David lived under a rock apparently. The man didn't seem worried about his clothes as it was clearly Staci's that most offended him; he was on a single minded mission to remove them entirely from the equation. But there was no time to celebrate his victory as Staci's shirt hit the floor and David's eyes settled on the tattoo. The two of them had seen each other shirtless enough times for the junior deputy to know exactly how recent it was; even without the obvious signs of it still being cared for. His fingers traced down Staci's abdomen, pausing just above his belly button before flattening. The gun roughened skin of his palm pressed over the marks, thumb stroking the small symbol at the very top. "Sorry," he whispered, like all the air had been sucked out of his lungs. "I should have gotten here sooner." "It's not your fault." "I know it's not, but still…" He looked up, made sure that Pratt's gaze was focused on him. "I was always coming to get you. I'm gonna save you."

–Magic that you do

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"Eight men dead, Joseph bless their souls. And all for a dog!"

"That's just the beginning. You hear what he did at the Lamb of God church? Only two days past."

"What was it he'd said when he tried to take the Father?"

"The Father was sharing the prophecy of the coming of hell to earth, and that sinner smiled like the devil himself and told him he'd become death, destroyer of worlds."

First time trying to create a visual for my FC5 Deputy OC, David – who features in my fic Magic That You Do.

Not too mad about how this turned out 🖤

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"What will you sacrifice, Staci Pratt?"

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"portrait of a freak guy"

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best way to "save the horse, ride the cowboy" is to turn the cowboy into a horse ✨🐎✨

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*on his way to fuck someone's brother*

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"Eight men dead, Joseph bless their souls. And all for a dog!"

"That's just the beginning. You hear what he did at the Lamb of God church? Only two days past."

"What was it he'd said when he tried to take the Father?"

"The Father was sharing the prophecy of the coming of hell to earth, and that sinner smiled like the devil himself and told him he'd become death, destroyer of worlds."

First time trying to create a visual for my FC5 Deputy OC, David – who features in my fic Magic That You Do.

Not too mad about how this turned out 🖤

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well, don't keep him waiting...

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✨Staci gets special training✨

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He's definitely not a good boy...except for on the rare occasion when he is 😏❤️‍🔥

[hmu if you wanna see the uncensored version, it's much hotter]

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"What will you sacrifice, Staci Pratt?"

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He's definitely not a good boy...except for on the rare occasion when he is 😏❤️‍🔥

[hmu if you wanna see the uncensored version, it's much hotter]

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drawing with morston. nothing serious yet, just a quick sketch. clothes are hard. I prefer them naked.

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✨Staci gets special training✨