#millie (oc)

[derpyy-y]

Does Millie have a time limit on how long she can breathe air? Or should I be asking how long she can breathe underwater?!

Millie has both gills and lungs! So she’s fine everywhere, although she dries out a little if she’s out of the water long enough, which is mainly just uncomfortable to her. She sleeps in the house but spends most of her day in the water outside just as a choice.

She was born a human and turned into what she is now! So all her mermaid/fish attributes showed up alongside her human qualities, although they’re definitely her dominant traits at this point lol. Scary transformation lowkey but she’s fine

[shinkiger-rp-universes]

Theo's goodest girl needed her own ref too, since she hasn't been drawn consistently any two pictures of her. XD For posterity sake, her tasks incluuuude-

Seizure alert

Fall breaking

Holding Theo in a safe position during a seizure

Anxiety alert/disruption

Deep Pressure Therapy

Bracing / Counterbalance

Crowd control

[birodactyloftheblog]

Finally got around to drawing the runaways!

(Left to right: Millie, Kendra, Mato, Quinn)

+no background version

[pobblebonked]

she tried her best...

Merry Christmas!

[warmfuzzyanimal]

ponysona update v3 !!

the cowficiation was inevitable

[echabodecranr]

SAY HELLO TO I.M.P !!!!

Your favorite "Immediate Murder Professionals"

(Kids die for free !)

Description:

This is my redesign to the I.M.P (Loona is coming too and the line arts). They are part of my Hazbin Hotel project called the Limbo Hotel, basically a rewrite with some Ocs and a lot of redesigns.

Their background is slightly different, I will reveal them soon when I do the line arts.

Curiosities:

In my version Wrath Imps like Millie have goat features and only 3 fingers in each hand. 

The greed Imps like Moxxie have 4 fingers, bigger hands and claws, a more orange tone, a snoot and sharper horns to remember more of a dragon.

Blitz is a hybrid, a mix of a greed Imp with a Succubus so......He is a special case. He is blind from the right eye, and instead of a tattoo the circus symbol is actually an hot iron mark like what farmers do with cattle.

[kiwi-lizard]

Just realizing now that I never posted these?? All of these are nearly a year old and SUPER messy but I redesigned some of the Helluva Boss cast I'm going to be really honest I really tried to be nice to this show but I just...didn't like it the longer it went on and I slowly started to hate the designs more and more. 😭 So, I decided to give them my own spin! I also made some new lore for fun, I reimagined how the Goetias function as well as Mammon and the greed ring being more of an underground area where all the rich live above ground and all the imp workers live in the caves below digging for gold and jewels. I'll admit some of them like Blitzo and Verosika really needed a revisiting and I feel I could have done Loona better at well. I may work on these again sometime but for rn they were just a fun exercise trying to see if I could do concepts and designs better than what was presented. Oh also I drew Andrealphus but he turned out like ass so I'm not even gonna post but he was very green 💚

[myokk]

500 FOLLOWERS🫨 ART GIVEAWAY AS A THANK YOU!!!!!!!!💓💓

So…this is kind of crazy to me😆😆 I WANT TO DO SOMETHING TO SAY THANK YOU…I genuinely love talking with all of you SO MUCH & I’m quite honestly flabbergasted so many of you like seeing my little sketches and writing & continue to be interested in what I post😭💓

I'm thinking of doing a little art thing to say thank you!! I’ll do two pieces of art for this: the first one will be a painting, and the second will be pencil. If you want to participate, reblog or tell me in the comments what your character would do with Eloise or Leo!!! I think I'll close this on Dec. 1st & I'll randomly choose two people🥰​

& this is open to everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I think I know most mcs in this fandom already🤭​ BC I LOVE SEEING EVERYTHING YOU ALL POST SO MUCH!!!!!!!

I miss drawing mc interactions🥲​ I did so many this summer but now that I'm busy I don't have so much time!!

[the-ozzie]

protection

Millie takes her job really seriously @iatnen

[paradoxbeta]

prototype ecosystem

[fandomnerd9602]

Returning to the House

Rhaenyra x Witcher!Reader

Request by @deafeningsharkslimeempath

The world didn’t need another member of the Hightower clan vying for the throne. You were Alicent’s older brother and your father had it in his own machinations for you to court, marry Rhaenyra and then take the throne from the Targaryens. But you couldn’t, wouldn’t. You were her friend, her confidant. So you left.

You took the steps, went thru the trials and process of becoming a Witcher. A hybrid witcher, all the strengths, very few weaknesses. You went thru out the greater Westeros, battling monsters and saving villages with the other witchers you called brothers in arms.

The townsfolk loved you. On a few occasions, you were paired up with the great Geralt of Rivia himself. He tried to get you to join him for a couple nights with a few women of the night but your heart was always bound to Rhaenyra.

No matter the distance, your heart yearned for the princess. Love. It was love that you felt for her. A love so deep and pure that it gave you the strength to power thru, to remain faithful to her when the grateful women of Westeros wished to thank you in private. You’d turn them down and keep moving. Your heart was only Rhaenyra’s.

You traveled up and down the coasts of Westeros for a couple years before you took a contract out on a being locals called the Crabfeeder. You knew it was just a man, an admiral but legend has a way of spreading faster than truth.

You found Prince Daemon engaged in a fierce sword battle with the Crabfeeder. You jumped into the fray and sliced the Crabfeeder’s throat, narrowly saving the prince’s life.

“As I live and breathe,” Daemon chuckled, “(Y/N) Hightower, is that you?”

“I haven’t been called that name in a long time” you answered back.

“Please accompany me back to the Iron Throne” he invited you, “the conquest is over and you just saved the prince’s life”

You traveled back to King’s Landing with Daemon. He tried to find various ways to thank you on the way there. Gold, riches, women, none of it appealed to you.

“We have the finest women in waiting in all of Westeros at our disposal and yet you say no?” He laughs, perhaps a little drunk

“There’s only one woman I love, your majesty” is all you answered back.

You walked into House Targaryen and were greeted by a sight that left you feeling nauseous. Your younger sister holding a little two year old boy. His hair was platinum white. Your mind was able to put two and two together as Daemon strolled up to Viserys his brother.

“Your majesty, this witcher saved my life.” He said brimming with pride. “I think you may recognize him.”

Viserys looked at you closely, his eyes brightened, “(Y/N)? Is that you?!”

“(Y/N),” Alicent gasped. She wasn’t sure whether to approach you or not.

“It appears much has changed in my absence.” You assert, “maybe not all for the best”

Otto, your father, walks and freezes, “(Y/N)? You’re home?”

“Perhaps I never should have left”

Daemon lets out a mocking breath, “awkward. My apologies”

And at that moment in walked the young woman who had your heart. Your best friend, Rhaenyra.

“Y/N” your name left her lips like a gentle whisper.

“Rhaenyra” you whispered back.

To Be Continued…

[softblackbird]

Numb

Summary: Leah and Sophia´s relationship take a hit when one of them gets a high risk injury.

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I live for games like this. Every Chelsea-Manchester City confrontation was already exciting, fighting for the top of the league made it more intense, more physical, every atack turning into a battle.

The grass beneath my boots felt slick with dew, the floodlights overhead casting long shadows across the pitch. The roar of the crowd was a distant hum in my ears, my focus locked on the ball as it darted between players. We were pushing hard, pressing their defense, and I could feel the momentum shifting in our favor.

I sprinted down the right wing, my heart pounding in rhythm with my steps. The ball was coming my way, a perfect cross from the other side of the field. All I had to do was make a little jump to stop it with my chest, I could already see the opening—a quick touch, and I'd have a clear shot on goal.

But non of that gets to happen.

I barely registered the defender jumping behind me until it was too late. Her body came in hard and fast, and I felt the impact before I saw it. Her knee collided with my lower back, and a sharp, searing pain shot up my whole body.

Crack

That's all I heard, the sound of the fans cheering long gone.

My balance faltered, and I went down hard, the world tilting as I hit the ground.

The pain was immediate and all-consuming. I scream my heart out, raising one of my hands to the bench.

It wasn't the dull ache of a bruise or the sharp sting of a scrape—this was something deeper, something felt horribly wrong. I clutched my lower back instinctively, the throb of agony radiating through me with every heartbeat.

"Fuck" I hiss through clenched teeth, squeezing my eyes shut for a moment.

Around me, the game continued for a few more seconds before the referee's whistle pierced the air. I could hear footsteps approaching, hurried and heavy. Lucy was by my side in an instant.

"Kid, you alright?" she asks, her voice laced with concern. 

"My back... it's..." I can´t finish the sentence. The words were caught in my throat, tangled with the rising panic that I was trying desperately to suppress. 

The team physio was next to arrive, her kit bag slung over her shoulder as she knelt down to assess the damage. "Where's the pain?" Laura asks, her voice calm and professional.

Where's the pain? Everywere. My whole body was feeling like I was on fire, I certantly can't be on fire, right? I can feel it everywere exept for- wait. 

I don't feel it everywere. 

Why can't I feel it everywere? 

"I- I can't feel my legs"  I mutter, barely able to get the word out. "I can't-"

Lucy, who was crouching by my side, looks up to the physio with horror in her eyes. Laura nods, her hands moving with practiced efficiency, she gently prodded and pressed around my back. I winced, biting down hard on my lip to keep from yelling. Lucy's hand on my shoulder was the only comfort i could feel.

"Alright," she says after a moment, her expression unreadable. "We're going to get you off the field."

Two more staff members appeared with a stretcher, and my heart sank. I could feel the weight of the crowd's eyes on me, the murmurs of concern rippling through the stands. My own teammaters watching from the distance doing the same.

The pain was so unbeareble I could no longer understand what was happening in the field

"Soph, I need to turn you around so we can get you on the stretcher, okay?" Laura´s voice capture my attention

I manage to make a small nod. I bit down hard on my lip as different hands grabbed me to start moving my upper body but even the smallest move sent a fresh wave of pain through my entire back. 

"Stop, stop, stop" the doctors begin to move faster "Please stop" 

"We are almost there Soph, you are doing great" Laura says, her voice gentle in a desperate attempt to soothe me.

I couldn´t control the grunt I made when my back hit the stretcher. 

All I could feel was pain, all the time, everywhere. Everywhere exept for my legs. Why can't I feel them?

That is the only thought that keeps my mind while they carry me to the locker room. 

"Laura, I can't feel them" I repeat the same thing over and over again.

"Okay, we are going to do some tests, alright?"

I lift my head just in time to see her take my boots off and grab my foot with her hand.

"Can you wiggle your toes for me?"

I try with all the strenght I have left to move something, anything. My mind only focusing in getting my toes to move.

And it completly breaks me when all I could see was my unmoving foot, and when I look at ther I knew she wasn't feeling anything either. I lay my head back on the stretcher, tears streaming down my face for the first time since the hit.

"We are going to the hospital to make more scans, its normal to feel some numbness after that hit" her tone was calm, her hand beggan to stroke my hair "Don't overthink it just yet, okay?" I nodd

My arms cover my eyes, in an attempt to hyde myself under them, bringing me into the darkness. 

Leah's POV

Soph

Hey

17:08

Saw what happened

17:08

You alright?

17:09

Call me when you can

17:45

Delivered

That was the last message I send her before I went out the field. Two hours ago. Me and the girls were watching the Chelsea game on our way to the stadium, when we saw her going down.

Going down and not being able to get up. Two hours, and still no response. 

I was still sitting on my cubby, full kit, boots still on, not caring about the post match celebrations that were happening in the changing room. My full attention was on my phone, searching on the internet for some news. My concern only growing by the minute, I stepped outside of the room to call the person I knew was by her side.

"Leah" Her voice echoed through the receiver.

"Mills thank god." I breath relieved "I saw what happend. Are you with her? Is she alright?"

"I don't know Le." I could hear her shaky voice "I'm in the hospital right now, they are still doing some scans. But It doesn't look good" 

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. "Were you able to talk to her?"

"No. I came here as soon as the match ended." There was a long pause between us, not really knowing what to say "I really think you should come Leah" 

I nodded, even though she can't see it. 

"Okay, I'll be there. Can you send me the location?" 

"Yeah" 

I don't remember how I arrived to the hospital, my mind full of thoughts, my legs working on pure instinct. 

The only faces I recognized when I arrived were the ones of Millie and Lucy, standing at the end of the hall, still wearing their pre match clothes. Some of the Chelsea's staff members were standing outside a room chatting with a doctor. 

"She is in there." Lucy pointed with her head the door facing us. "They can let us in once they talk to her" 

I watch as the doctor opens the door to step inside the room, I desperatly poked my head to try and see some fraction of her body, something that tells me that she was alright. But the door is closed before I can see anything. 

"What did they said?" Millie asks to one of the physios once she aproach 

"She has a transverse process fracture of the third lumbar vertebra. There's damage to the nervous system, so that explains the numbness she was feeling on her legs"

I laid my back on the nearest wall, not being able to process everything that I was hearing. I close my eyes, trying to steady my breathing. This can't be happening. That was it? Is this the end of her career? Will she not be able to play football again? 

"Will she be able to walk again?" Lucy asks, fearing for the answer

"She is going to need a lot of physical therapy, but I know she will" her eyes found mine "Its going to be a very long and painful recovery, she will need help" 

I nodd with tears in my eyes, not being able to form any words. 

"Thank you Laur" Millie said while hugging her.

The three of us sat on the chairs nearby to wait for the doctor to come out of the room. To tired to speak to one another, embracing the silence as our new companion. I text my mother letting her know what was happening, in also a desperate way to ask her for some comfort. 

"What are you thinking of, Le?" Lucy laid a gentle hand on my shoulder.

"I can't believe this is happening" my eyes were still staring at the door "I mean, why now? At the peak of her career" 

"She will recover from this"

"I know she will. But at what cost, Lucy?" I turn around to look at her "Being away for this long breaks you, you know that" 

"She's got you." her hand strokes up and down my back "And she's got us, she is not doing this alone" 

Our conversation was cut short when we heard the door open, the doctor aproaching us as we stand up.

"I explained her condition to her, got her nerves to calm down a little. She is going to spend the night here for observation and tomorrow will be able to go home, okay?" The three of us nodded "She will need to fully rest for the next 3 days, after that she will beggin with the physical therapy."

"Can we see her now?" I ask, impatient. 

"Of course, she was in a lot of pain so we got to administrate her some painkillers. You may find her asleep, but you can keep her company" 

"Thank you, Doctor" Millie says as he walked off

"Guys, you can go now. I got her from here" I say, my voice tired.

Lucy's half open eyes shot me a glare "You sure? We can go in with you" 

"Lucy, you can bearly keep your eyes open, both of you are. Go home, you can come by tomorrow" 

"Ok, but don't even hesitate to call us if you need anything" Lucy says, while embracing me in a warm hug. 

"I won't, thank you guys"

I grabb the handle of the door and before I trun it, I take a long breath, my eyes shut close, trying to compose myself before going in. To try and be strong, for her. 

Once I enter, my entire weight goes lighter the moment I look at her. I can feel every though that was haunting my mind, evaporate. Eyes close, slow breathing, laying on a bed that made her look smaller than she was. An oxygen mask covering half of her face, and IV plugged in her right hand.

And even that way, she was still the most beatiful girl I've ever seen. 

I move around the room in silence, scared of making the tiniest sound that could wake her, I sit on the chair next to her bed. I grabb her hand, interwining our fingers in a gentle embrace. To let her know, even in her deep sleep, I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere. 

I gently laid my head on the matress, next to her legs. I was losing the battle with exhaustation as my eyelids beggan to close on their own, only wanting to look at her peaceful face a little while longer. Well aware that in a couple of hours, all that she was going to feel was rough pain. 

My body aches from the match, my mind felt heavy with untranquilizer thoughts. The quiet ambience of the hospital and the sound of the beeping monitor lulled me to sleep. Not even realizing I drifted off when I feel a gentle hand stroking my head. 

When I open my eyes the first thing I look for is her. Still lying on the bed, this time with her eyes half open, a small smile on her lips, her finger caressing my cheek. 

"Hey" I say, my voice rough from sleeping. 

She gave me another smile, the hearing of my voice soothing her "They got me good" a small fog apeared on her mask when she speaks.

I prop my myself up on one elbow so I can look at her properly "They did. How are you feeling now?" 

"I can'feel them Le" her voice quiver, realizing all over again what was happening to her. 

"I know" I lay a gentle hand on her arm, in a desperate way to bring her some calm, pretending that I'm not terrified myself. "You'll be alright. I'm here now, okay?" 

She nods with her eyes closed, careful not to spill any tears. A classic move of her. To pretend that nothing hurts in front of others, suffering in the privacy of her own company. 

"Why don't you sleep for a little while? It's still early"

"Hurts" she mumbles, not being able to form a full sentence. 

"Want me to page the nurse?"

She shakes her head through gritted teeth, careful not to move to much to send her back some pain.

"Just want you" she opens her eyes, waiting for my reaction. 

I smile at her confession, lifting myself from the chair and sitting on the edge of the bed "Okay" I lay a hand on her head, stroking her hair gently "Try and get some sleep for me, okay? I'm not going anywhere" she closes her eyes again, laying her hand on my thigh, trying to get as close to me as she can. 

The next few hours were hard. For both of us. They said It was going to be a painful recovery, but none of us expect this kind of painful. Every toss and turn of her body put her in an unexplainable amount of pain, every grunt or cry she made sent daggers to my heart. I couldn't do anything but be with her, grabbing her hand in a strong grip, repeating the same words: I'm here.

The travel back to my place was everything but pleasent. I needed the help from my mother and a nurse to put her on a wheelchair, her body so weak we had to treat her properly to not make it worse. Her face was covered by her hand once I wheeled her down the hall, ashamed of not being able to walk on her own. 

We guide her as gentle as possible in the back of my car, sitting myself next to her, letting my mum drive us to the apartment. As soon as we laid her in my bed she was out, the travelling and the movement worning her out. I beggan to wander around my apartment, making sure we got everything she needs when she wakes up. 

"Leah" my mother stops my rambling "Go take a shower, I got her"

"Mum I-" I beggin to protest

"She is sleeping Bubb, nothing is going to happen" She aproachs me, caressing my face with her hands "You need to take care of yourself too" I close my eyes giving her a gentle nod.

I didn'know how much I needed that shower once the first droplets of water landed on my body. I take a long and hot one, the one that makes you dizzy once you step out, hopping that the high temperature will erase the tension my body was feeling. Once I came out my apartment was sparkling, the laundry no longer in the basket, the dishes clean and dry, the smell of freshly made food was invading the whole floor.

"You didn't have to mum" I tell her once I stepped on the kitchen.

She turned around with a small smile on her face.

"Is the least I could do for you too"  she continues to stir the pot. My eyes beggan to fill with tears, realising how much I need her in times likes this, her presence a constant comfort. "I really need to go home now. Are you alright to finish this up?"

I nodd "Yeah, don't worry mum. Go home"

"I love you, baby. Call me if you need anything, okay?" she circles my body with her arms.

I hug her for a long time, wanting to stay protected under the warm arms of my mother. But it was time for grown up Leah to step up now. 

For the next few days, I couldn't take my eyes off of her for a minute, staying on alert to every single thing she needed. She needed help sitting up, she needed help going to the bathroom, even to roll her around on the bed. And I know it was begging to frustrate her, since she was not speaking, at all. Only nodding or shaking her head if needed. 

"The girls are asking if it's okay to pass by" I try

She dosen't bother to look at me, her eyes looking straight forward to the tv, making a shrugging gesture.

"C'mon, It will make you feel good"

She closes her eyes and take a deep breath, in clear annoyance.

"I'm trying here Soph" I confess after a moment of silence "I'm trying to make you feel better. I know I can't take the pain you are feeling right now, but I want to make things easier."

She stays with her eyes close.

After a minute of pure silence again, my patience was beggining to wear out. "That's all I'm getting from you? Your silence?" 

"I don't want to argue with you right now Leah" she opens her eyes again.

"We are not arguing, we are having a conversation" I gently grab her cheeks and turn her to face me "Talk to me, please" I plead, my eyes searching for hers "I want to know how you are feeling. I want you to verbalize it, with words, not just with gestures. If you are angry and you want to scream and fight with me, that's alright. And if you are feeling devastated and want to cry your eyes out, that's okay too. What is not okay is you shutting me out, It's not helping you and it's not helping me either. Let yourself feel. It kills me to look at you like this, so I want to help you in everything that I can, okay?"

"Okay" she gives me a gentle smile.

I pull her body closer, cradling her head to my neck, giving a short kiss to her forehead. Hoping that she finds some peace in my embrace.

After a while, my eyelids fluttered as I began to stir, the sound pulling me from the depths of sleep. At first, I wasn't sure what had woken me. But then I heard it again, this time louder: a gasping, labored breath. My chest was pressed onto the matress, facing her body. I oppened my eyes in an instant.

"Soph?" I mumbl, my voice thick with sleep. I propped myself up blinking against the dimness. My eyes adjusting quickly, and there she was, trying to sit uptight to press her back to the headboard. Her body trembling like a taut wire, shoulders rising and falling in uneven jerks.

I reach out, my hands grabbing her by the elbows to lift her up propperly. Her hand grabs my shirt and yank it desperatly. 

"Soph, hey, what's wrong?" 

Her breath was catching in her throat as if the air itself had betrayed her. I gently laid my palms on her cheeks, caughting a glimpse of her wide tear-brimmed eyes.

"I...I can't..." she gasps, her other hand clutching at her chest. Her fingers dug into the fabric of her pajama top "I can't breathe..."

"Hey, hey, it's okay," I say, my voice low and steady. "You're safe. I'm here."

She shooks her head, her breath hitching again. "It's...it's too much...I—" Her words dissolved into a sob, raw and guttural. She squeezes her eyes shut.

"Love, listen to me," I say firmly but gently, my hands still resting on the side of her face. I grabb her hand that was on me and put it straight to my chest. "I need you to follow my breathing, okay?" I inhaled deeply, exaggerating the motion so she could follow. 

Her breaths were shaky, uneven, she was trying to follow my rythm. But she couldn't. She shakes her head despertly, tears spilling out of her eyes. 

My body acts before my mind can process what I´m doing. I pulled my shirt off my head leaving my chest naked, doing the same with her. I gently grabb her by the waist to move her body foward to slide myself behind her, her back pressed to my front. Her body trapped between my legs. 

"Breathe with me," I coax gently "In... out... just like that." I take a deep, audible breath, holding it for a moment before exhaling slowly. 

Her trembling fingers found my hand, clutching it with strength. While my other one was stroking her hair back. The warmth of my body press to hers began to cut through the haze. Her gasps became less frantic, her breaths slowly syncing with mines.

"There you go," I murmur, pressing a soft kiss to her temple. "You're doing great. I got you baby."

Tears streamed down her face, dampening her cheeks. She squeezes my hand, a silent plea to not let go. 

"You're alright love, It's okay" I kiss her bare shoulder "I got you"

Minutes passed in silence, the only sound was our synchronized breathing. The storm inside her began to subside, leaving exhaustion in its wake. Her muscles relaxed, though her grip on my hand remained firm.

"I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice hoarse. I shake my head, circling her waist with one arm, giving her side a gentle squeeze. 

"What happened?" I put my cheek on her shoulder to look at the side of her face

She took a long breath and shut her eyes. Those beautiful eyes of hers. 

"I-" she clears her voice "I woke up needing to pee.. and I was still drowsy from sleep and the meds." She takes a long pause "My mind forgot that they don't work, and I just began to panic. I don't know." 

I place a gentle kiss on her neck, a simple gesture to remind her; I´m still here, Im not going anywhere.

"What if they dont ever get to work again Leah?" she says, her voice trembling

"Don't think of that"

"It could happen. What then?" her eyes, full of tears, searched mine. 

"Then we will figure it out. Together."

Tears began to flow down her cheeks rapidly, and then, after 3 days she finally said it.

"Im so scared Leah" she breathes.

That was it. So confident of herself Sophia was breaking, and seeing her like that, was it for me. My heart twists.

I shut my eyes, trying not to spread tears of my own. 

"I know you are, love. But you are going to come back from this, stronger than ever. You are going to become the biggest pain in the ass for poor deffenders like me who can't handle you" 

A small smile scape her lips, there she is.

"I got to end up on a fucking wheelchair for you to admit that I'm better than you?" she says with a grin

"Don't push it" 

We laid in silence for a few moments, neither of us capable of breaking the peace we build. 

"Leah?"

"Mmh?"

"This is the moment to back down if you want, I won't feel any remose"

I gently turn her body over to look at her face. 

"Well unfortnatley for you, I'm not going anywhere"

She leaned into me and press a gentle, long kiss on my lips. 

We sat there in the quiet, the storm inside her beginning to calm. My arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer, her head resting on my shoulder. The sound of my steady heartbeat became her anchor, a reminder that she wasn't alone.

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This is the first time I write something in english! Let me know what you think.

[syaolaurant]

IN THE ROOM OF REQUIREMENT

Stumbled upon a very funny conversation today so I needed to draw them hahahaa....

The ROR is absolutely chaotic right now and I'd love to draw mini comics featuring all my favorite MCs who already participated in the sleepover event.

Featuring:

Milena Chase and Mousey @sparxyv

Chris Mongrel @diana-bluewolf

Clora Clemons @choccy-milky

Millie Claire @the-ozzie (Millie hasn't joined yet but I'd love to draw her next to Clora :"D)

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And here's a sneak peak of upcoming MCs ~~~

[birodactyloftheblog]

Drew an oc of mine, Millie!

[pobblebonked]

got milly'd again

[warmfuzzyanimal]

a show-style milly moo! 💕

was really fun to reference old pony bases again ^_^