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these days my brain numb here have a random drawing again.

I have no idea what the context is, I just drew it without thinking much haha, I'll let you guys imagine whatever.

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Luna

👀👀👀👀

Hadley

Homie has a secret

H C Mills

the angst! the expressions!! the perspectives!!! and THAT HAND??? this is a good art feast right here

Emily Reubush

She's looking at that sword grip like 🥴

MJ

Bro. We had a deal. You don't make me cry, and I draw your cat. Well guess who just broke his end of the deal? *sobs*

Tori

Omg he totally just found out she’s got a meeting with a potential suitor 😭💔

✨Queenie✨

“What do you mean, you’re sending me to the Bourgeois dukedom? I’m a knight of this realm; my duty is with the Princess-” “Your duty is to go wherever I see fit. As your father-“ “*You don’t get to call yourself that.*” “…fine. As your superior, I am ordering you. Lady Bourgeoise has requested you specifically, and I see no issue with giving her what she asks. It will do you good, anyway. You ought to distance yourself from the Princess. Need I remind you that she is a royal? And you are a mere knight. You are no longer young playmates running around the palace. This foolish schoolboy crush of yours needs to end.” Adrien’s eyes pricked with frustration. His hand gripped his sword fiercely. He couldn’t leave. If he left, there would be no one there to protect her. He didn’t know who was truly loyal to the kingdom, and who was in his fathe- *Gabriel’s* pocket. He still needed to search for proof that the knight commander was planning to commit treason. He needed to stay so *she* would be *safe*. There was no real reason to send *him* to the Bourgeois estate. Lady Chloé couldn’t actually do anything if another knight was assigned to her, other than throw a hissy fit. Gabriel just wanted to get Adrien out of the way. That meant the Princess would be in more danger than ever. He couldn’t stand it. He couldn’t stand how powerless he was.

✨Queenie✨

‘She’s getting married.’ Tears stung at Adrien’s eyes. ‘She’s getting married and she didn’t tell me.’ He had been on his way to escort Princess Marinette to the stables for her daily ride. The words reached his ears before he could block them out. The excited whispers. The low murmurs. The hushed conversations. All of them conveying the same message. “They say Princess Marinette has accepted Marquess Couffaine’s marriage proposal!” “I heard that the Marquess proposed with a song he composed just for her!” “The Princess found love at last!” Adrien’s hand tightened on his sword. He knew. He knew he would have to give her up eventually. She was a princess. He was her knight. Nothing more, nothing less. That’s the way things had to be. But… ‘I didn’t know it would be so soon.’ He choked back a sob. ‘I didn’t know it would hurt this much.’ “Adrien? Are you alright?” He couldn’t turn around. He couldn’t face her. “…Adrien?” “Pardon me, Princess, but an urgent matter has come up. Sir Lahiffe will escort you today.” “But-“ He walked briskly away before he heard any more of her voice. A voice that had once gifted him peace and joy, now brought him only pain. He gave her a part of himself; a part he knew he wouldn’t get back. And he would never feel whole again.

Vida

Wow Art, this is amazing! The way your artwork seems to come out of the screen is mind blowing! Dude you should have your own museum!

sj

Giving me emotional whiplash i stg 😭