Daffodil #11, Tequila Rose #7, Kondo #4
Mar. 16th, 2019 07:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Name: Dray
Story:
everwood
Colors: Daffodil 11) "Go Exploring", Tequila Rose 7) "A lady came in the door", Kondo 4) "But when we really delve into the reasons for why we can’t let something go, there are only two: an attachment to the past or a fear for the future."
Supplies and Styles: Frame, Portrait, Fingerpainting, Graffiti (S19 Spring Cleaning), Brush ('Encroach'), Stain ("A little learning is a dangerous thing but a lot of ignorance is just as bad." -Bob Edwards), Pastels (
fluffbingo Round 2, 'Tempt'), Glue, "Conveying your message to others today may be difficult, but that doesn’t mean you should just give up. In fact, it’s absolutely imperative that you find a way to express your thoughts."
Word Count: 7,461
Rating: Mature (M/Monster lovin')
Warnings: Inter-species mating rituals
Notes: This ran long, like way long... but I'm weirdly proud of it for the fluff to angst to smut ratio. If you make it to the end, many thanks for reading.
( The lantern guttered, and Boyce shook himself from his reverie... )
Story:
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Colors: Daffodil 11) "Go Exploring", Tequila Rose 7) "A lady came in the door", Kondo 4) "But when we really delve into the reasons for why we can’t let something go, there are only two: an attachment to the past or a fear for the future."
Supplies and Styles: Frame, Portrait, Fingerpainting, Graffiti (S19 Spring Cleaning), Brush ('Encroach'), Stain ("A little learning is a dangerous thing but a lot of ignorance is just as bad." -Bob Edwards), Pastels (
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Word Count: 7,461
Rating: Mature (M/Monster lovin')
Warnings: Inter-species mating rituals
Notes: This ran long, like way long... but I'm weirdly proud of it for the fluff to angst to smut ratio. If you make it to the end, many thanks for reading.
( The lantern guttered, and Boyce shook himself from his reverie... )