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day 12 of loa shiptober: villains! kremy and gideon are already pretty antagonistic so, in true halloween spirit, i put them in disney villain costumes — kremy as dr facilier (of course) and gideon as gaston
#i was looking at the official art of gideon as reference#and i noticed#he has uneven horns!!#his hair is so hard to draw for some reason?#idk. its far outside my comfort zone#farther than kremys gator head#which is. a testament to how much i draw kremy#favoritism? in my art? its more likely than you think#kremy doesnt have a belly button i think?#midrift exposed nonetheless#kremy exposing skin? gideon is internally losing his mind (/hj)#loa shiptober#once upon a witchlight#legends of avantris#kremy lecroux#gideon coal#ouaw#coalecroux#ouaw fanart#kremy x gideon#my art
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Diary of a Lost Cause 7
Sept. 10th
Dear Diary,
I saw the man again. He was watching me from the treeline. It wasn't evening yet, so I'd gone to pick wildflowers for the vase in the kitchen. Thought it might brighten my mood.
And strangely... it did. I should be scared, terrified even, but this time, I found myself unable to move, for a different reason.
This man, whoever he may be smiled at me. Just a slight smile. No teeth, but a smile nonetheless.
When I managed a small smile in return, thats when I noticed it. The glimmer in his eyes. Like a small, red flame.
I got lost in it. Hypnotized nearly, but it wasn't a BAD feeling at all.
I must be going insane then, right?
A man made it past my cameras. Made it through the wild and to my home.
I should be very afraid and yet...
Something in his eyes made me feel... protected? Safe?
Why?
He's beautiful. Maybe thats all there is to it.
Average height.
Lean, yet somehow I know that he's infinately capable.
His hair and eyes are a dark brown, but in the sunlight, I could see flecks of gold and deep red.
His clothing was... well, different, I guess.
Black jeans that cling to his thick thighs.
A taught, long sleeve shirt that exposed several inches of midrift and highlighted his broad shoulders.
Both wrists were covered in braided and leather cuffs.
Black leather and silver chain chokers, one that resembled a collar, with a single link set at the middle of his throat.
And the piercings....
Snakebites under his lips.
A long chainded cross in one ear and a dark, black diamond stud in the other.
His hair was longer, messy, but in a sexy unkempt sort of way.
I had a hard time looking away and when I did...
He'd vanished.
So quickly in fact, I feared he may have jumped to his death...
Next thing I know... I'm running to the edge of the cliffs.
Searching for him.
Praying for his safety.
Who is this MAN?!
And why do I feel like he's important somehow?
Is loneliness finally driving me insane?
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