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I’m working on the Leigh drawing I swear

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guys help

i’ve been in a real art slump lately give me someone to draw

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🕸️𓆩♡𓆪🕸️

Don’t mess with the amazing Spider-Man! 𒌐

Spider-lias I love you

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are you guys thinking what i’m thinking….

new fanart soon.

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STARBOY

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Elias art coming soon 🙏

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after not drawing for like two weeks I locked tf in 🫡

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POV : As Pickle cleans the house, they find an old photo shoved between some papers.

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I’m highkey fighting for my life against art block.

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erm

hello

if i’m being so fr i kinda forgot about this account…lol

a lot has been happening in my life, so please accept my apologies 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

however!! i have a fanart in the works that may include everyone’s favourite boss….so stay tuned

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quick lil drawing of everyone’s favourite boss ( ◠‿◠ )

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I haven’t posted in almost three weeks 🥲

College has been kicking my ass, then art block hit me like a truck, and now I’m sick. It seems life has been really coming at me lately

In any case, what better way to get myself out of art block than to make fanart?

Let me know who ya’ll wanna see!

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Me 🤝 drawing saku boys with long hair

Lil Xanthus doodle because I miss him

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Gang lords son 🫡

omfg this drawing almost sent me to heaven I swear down

hope you all enjoy 🙏

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this drawing is taking way longer than i expected it to :(

so here’s a small sneak peak while i procrastinate

(ft. long hair elias 🫡)

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ask and you shall receive 😈😈

(Elias wip)

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I have free time today and I want to draw, so who do you guys want to see???

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Liar.

Secrets are spilled, ones you never wished for Isaac to know.

(Kind of angst?? Idk lol)

Isaac Rhoades x Mythic! Reader

You never told Isaac what happened before he found you, and he never asked. It was a silent understanding between the both of you, a trust neither one of you had ever experienced. He knew it pained you, he knew you were still plagued by an unshared history he wished he could know. But still, he never asked.

Life changed when you met Isaac. After so many years of solitude, you finally found a place to call home, a safe haven, a life that felt worth living. You knew the risks of staying with him, and Isaac knew them too. But despite it all, you couldn’t let him go. You couldn’t leave the man that gave you a reason to live, something to fight for. So you stayed. You stayed in the estate, working on cases and finally living.

It started tame, with him only giving you simple tasks with small clients to keep you out of harm's way, but he soon came to realise you were ready for more, ready to make a difference. So he gave you bigger cases, more complex cases he knew you could handle. Never once did he doubt you, and the walls he created to keep himself safe were slowly crumbling. He never saw it coming. How could he, when he trusted you so deeply?

Even despite his best efforts, the conversation would come up eventually. The video he showed you in his office, the information that got his family slaughtered, it all came back to that. When Isaac caught word of a case involving the supposed “monsters” lurking in our world, he took it up without another thought. He didn’t tell you at first, unsure how you would receive the news. But he cracked eventually.

“I want to help.” You said, not even thinking before you spoke.

He initially brushed you off, knowing that this case would put both of your lives on the line, but you persisted. He tried to keep you away, but deep down, he knew that he couldn’t stop you, no matter what he did to persuade you.

It was this chain of events that led you to the present moment, the two of you sat at a grand table in your clients home. For the most part, you stayed silent, listening, observing. An unease settled in your stomach, one you couldn’t understand. You looked at the man, “Kaz” he called himself. You couldn’t shake the nausea building within you, a horrible feeling that you recognised the client sat, arms crossed, in front of you. He goes quiet for a moment, before turning his attention to you, then back to Isaac.

He spoke, his voice deep and gravelly as he did so,

“Tell me Isaac, do you often go around picking strays off the street?”

For a moment, Isaac’s resolve faltered, when had he told the man he found you on the street?

”What are you talking about?” He retorted, keeping his tone calm, despite the overwhelming feeling of uncertainty slowly growing within him.

Kaz laughs, a sinister and vile laugh.

“Did you never once feel the need to look into their past, have you ever wondered who they are?”

That nausea within you only grew, as it was then you realised this man knew who you were, what you were, and it made you want to puke. You opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out except a shaky breath, one you didn’t even know you were holding.

Isaac quickly speaks again.

“Of course I did.” His voice became more agitated. You had heard this many times before, he spoke like this when he was conflicted.

“Is that so?” He replies. He goes quiet for a moment before speaking again.

“So I assume you know they single handedly fought off and killed six men with nothing but their bare hands?”

There is was. The truth you had been running from for so long.

The room went silent. All that could be heard was the sound of the rain tapping gently against the grand windows.

You look at Kaz, an evil smile plastered across his face, before you slowly look towards Isaac, who was also staring at the man with the same confusion.

”The hell are you talking about?” Isaac speaks, his voice almost a whisper.

“What the hell is he talking about Y/N?”

You freeze, eyes wide. You force yourself to say something, anything.

“I don’t…I..”

You try so hard to form a coherent sentence, but your voice is shaky.

Kaz laughs again, this time, he sounded more amused, a sick, twisted kind of amusement.

“Turns out your little pet isn’t so innocent after all. In fact, it seems they’re barely human. I don’t know what they’ve told you Isaac, but the truth is that the day you found them in that alley, they were being followed by hunters. Hunters that only chase the most demonic creatures roaming this earth.”

Before another thought can cross your mind, you shoot up from your seat, hands gripping the linen cloth of the table like a lifeline. Now, there was no point in hiding what you were, not now that the only person you wanted to hide it from knew. You felt so many things at once it made it hard to think. Anger, hate, fear, they were all tangled in your mind like a dense fog and you couldn’t see clearly.

(Ight gang I cba to finish this, but hey, first fanfic ever written! This isn’t proofread and was made pretty quickly, so I apologise for any mistakes. Maybe once I get some steam back I’ll find the motivation to finish it, but for now, enjoy.)