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Started August 07, 2018 by @CW-BornConfuzzledLeftILoveYa

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this thing came on autopilot

Thank you that is adorable ^^

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"It's actually french… you bald mango"

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"It's actually french… you bald mango"

That’s one of my favorite parts XD
Here’s act 2 if you haven’t seen it

you gotta help me man, my mom is trapped in the sewers with the radroaches

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You’re doing just fine. Trust me. Just because you don’t have your own unique art style yet doesn’t make you a bad artist, all it shows is that you’re still growing, still finding your voice, and still improving every step of the way. No one is born perfect, and you shouldn’t beat yourself up over that.
You’re not a failure. Okay? Stop focusing on what you haven’t learned yet and look back on how far you’ve come. Even when you swore you’d never draw again, when you were convinced you’d never improve, and when you thought the only way was to give up entirely, you pushed forward and completely proved yourself wrong. That takes an insane amount of motivation, bravery, dedication, and skill. That’s freaking amazing, you’re freaking amazing, so is your artwork- mistakes and all.
You’ve got this, just keep swimming and it’ll all be fine, I just know it.
I believe in you.
<3

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Zack ignored Tyler’s comment, just snuggling into his flannel and curling up into a surprisingly small ball on the chair. The fresh air tickled his nose through the feathers of his wings, but were immediately tainted by the huffs of smoke the other Demon was exhaling.
“I believe it,” He mumbled, depending on the thickness of his wings to drown out his voice.

Oinis cooed and hopped up directly into Garrett's lap. He sat pointedly between the pair, gazing at them intently for attention. Garret gave in, gently stroking the Shina's long muzzle.
"Zackary would be absolutely okay with it. Like I said, it's our house."

Zack rumbled happily, rolling over so his back was on the bed and his arms no longer around his lover. "You're welcome. You have to pay me in snuggles."

Damien ran his hands up her

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You ever have something in your mind and say, "I really need to share this even though it's not even a story yet?" That's what I'm about to do. So enjoy the rough draft of a plot for a story of mine called "Incident."