Happy birthday @spookyflavors!🥳✨✨
(commissioned by @zenubi-scribbles)
Mmm, fimsh-
Practice doodles-
The best kind of hug is the one you don’t come out of alive.
shenanigans (i just wanted to draw him in poses)
HHHHHHHHGHH
THEY MADE A FAGGOT. FOR ME
Doodles, doodles, doodles, doodles, doodles, doodles-
(lil lady with the horns is Pacify who belongs to me and funky mans with four arms is DJ who was created by @enderparty101!) Enjoooooyyy
*eating popcorn in the corner*
Having throw hands with every single soul that reblogs my stuff into the spot light, you know who you are
I see you, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE
ignore the off lighting in the first one. these were done on different days
rock paper scissors water jug
could i request a nature oriented witch s/o spending a chilly fall afternoon with angor rot? maybe just how a stroll through the forest would be, both of them enjoying the season's changes! (magic and/or halloween hijinks optional)
~Moth, @foxmothfriends
Dressed up in a warm sweater with a cup of hot chocolate in your hands while the leaves were falling was your favorite thing in the world.
Fall as a season made you feel powerful and renewed you in a way the other seasons couldn't. But now having someone to share it with who also partook in and loved your magical hobbies left you feeling happier than ever.
Leaning on Angor your lover hummed carving a totem as you read your Grimore out in the backyard. The night air was cold but fresh as the stars shined above you. Glowing crystals provided you with light as you continued reading but you had to admit even in your blanket and sweater it was a bit chilly. Shivering slightly Angors arm suddenly wraps around you, pulling you and the blanket you were in closer to him. Smiling you snuggled against the troll feeling at peace with him by your side. Every time he breathed you could feel his chest rise and fall behind you and it was the most comforting feeling.
A Fire he'd made crackled in front of you. The fire, blanket, and him combined kept you warm in the otherwise cold and crisp fall air.
"I love you." You murmer and he smiles as he pauses his carving. Leaning close the crystals make his his stone skin glow. His claws gently push your hair aside as he kisses your forehead. Giggling at the feeling of cold stone against your skin he smirked as he nuzzled you. His horns gently rubbing against either side of you face as his nose pressed lightly against yours.
"I love you more." He responds pausing to put his forehead to yours. Staring into his golden eyes watching them glow with warmth you bring a hand up to cup his face. He leans into your warm touch and your thumb brushes his cheek.
"I know." And you did. You really did. Because you did too.