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@fishymom-art i tried but i did this during class without a reference lmao
ok, so this kinda just ended up looking more like mildly genderbent datura because apparently when drawing your hair and datura’s hair it turns out the same?? but have a doodle (I might try again another time to make it look like a bit more of you-)
Hjdjjsj i will draw you as joey drew as soon as I'm done with my schoolwork this is gonna be great
GRACIAS!!!!
*inhuman noises of happiness* Oh my GOODNESS, this is so cool! Datura in the background just ヾ(o✪‿✪o)ｼ Thank you so much for this WIP!
And I am waiting for your request !
WIP for @realstesh
I’m planning on doing a “two panel” comic for Datura and Fury~
I’ll work on this more tomorrow (hopefully) Good night! ╮(─▽─)╭
decided to doodle a zelgan baby from mine and @thedivineyaoigirl ‘s old rp.
The eldest child between zelda an ganon, was cursed by the spirit of demise for their unholy union, so Datura, every day bears the form of a pig-wolf-beast and only at night, finds reprieve as a person.
Blood moons are especially difficult.
Datura
Also known as moon flower, devils trumpets and more but is different from angels trumpets or Brugmansia. Datura flower up and Brugmansia flower hanging down. Both are part of the nightshade family
Datura: Prologue
Warning: The following story contains mentions of suicide, depression, anxiety, manipulation, abuse, and vivid descriptions of abusive acts. The behavior and mindset of the characters in this series will be incredibly yandere and toxic. This is a work of fiction and doesn’t represent the character of bangtan sonyeondan. Enjoy ~~~
“You once swore to me that whenever I asked you for a simple favor, you would do it. No questions asked. No hesitation, remember?” Jimin stood towards the edge of the bed staring at you with a lack of emotions you had never witnessed before. His dark eyes merely pools of emptiness. No remorse. Nothing. “You won’t break that promise now will you, baby?” His voice was so soft and sweet, as it always was and you knew that man would kill you and do it with the prettiest of words. As tears rolled down your face and you choked back a sob, you shook your head.
“That’s a good girl. See that is why you are our favorite [y/n]. You always do what you’re told.” Taehyung’s mellow tone calmed your heart despite the current situation. There was a warning, a double meaning, in his words and you did not miss it. If you lost their favor, you were just like everybody else: useless, worthless, a waste of space. Jimin walked towards you with the delicacy of a dancer, his steps to light it almost looked like he was hovering. The way an angel might, but he wasn’t one. His lips brushed against yours as if reminding to remind you of why you were doing this. Why you had agreed to all this in the first place. They were both waiting for you to speak, to allow them to proceed with this inhumane ritual. All you could do was nod lightly, so as to not allow the uncontrollable sobs to break free from the cage that was your mouth. It was all the confirmation they needed.
“Let’s begin.”
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Moonflower after the rain.
Love the way raindrops sit on petals.
-Reverie
Some of my own California native garden on display. Beautiful but posinous Datura, some poppies, desert marigold, and desert pestemon.