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The final 6 of 6 :D! She was a simplified version of pencil drawing. She was supposed to be my second square sketchbook that i was planning on making. I still really like these designs and do still want to make things with them :)
I really like this blouse here, I should make it XD its been so long since I sewed a saree blouse.
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This was part of a series of illustrations I made for the cover of my series of handmade sketchbooks. I still have some left but my etsy is currently closed cus of whats going on in the world :(
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Lucy Coñuecar Marileo
My Mamma Wears Timbs - Ari Fitz
“My Mama Wears Timbs” is a short documentary about a pregnant masculine-of-center woman reflects on her identity as she takes her first ever maternity photos. My Mama Wears Timbs is a short film by Ari Fitz featuring Frankie Smith.
I’m running out of words for captions, I really don’t have that much to say if I’m being honest
Pairing: Nathan Drake/black!Reader
Genre: Action
Warning: Language, Implied Sexual situations
Word Count: 303
Nate was a cocky little shit. And who could blame him? He stole almost as often as he could breathe, and got away with it more times than he could count. But not this time. No. This time he made the mistake of stealing from you. And you were coming in hot. If he knew how much trouble it’d be stealing your necklace, he would’ve thought twice about it.
“How is she so fast?” Nate pants as you chase him down a narrow street before turning a corner.
He curses under his breath as he looks over his shoulder to see that you were right behind him, staring daggers at him. The second Nate looks ahead he was suddenly on the ground after an object hits him in the back of the head.
“Ow!” Nate clutches his head as he lies on the ground. He looks up to see you hopping over to him with one shoe on. “Did you seriously just throw your shoe at me?”
“Bitch, you stole from me! You’ve got no room to judge.” You approach him and sat on his stomach to keep him pinned to the ground.
“You steal from me again and I promise you that I will step on you like the bottom you are.” You threaten, grabbing a handful of his shirt to yank him forward.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time.” Nate chuckles weakly, holding up your necklace.
“Ugh. Fucking masochist…” You snatch your necklace back from his hand.
You stood up to your feet to slip your other shoe back on before you turn around and walk off, putting your necklace back on.
Had you met under different circumstances, the idea of being underneath a beautiful woman like you who could also take him down didn’t sound so bad to him.
