The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
Things have calmed down for the most part around my life at the moment.
In the past two months, I have moved, gained a job, lost a job, been bogged down my family, started volunteering at Houston’s Transgender center, and begun looking for new employment again.
I still do not have internet at my new apartment, though, I am trying to fix this.
Anyways, though, I’m happy to see people still alive and well on here, and I will do my best to make a reappearance.
I can’t promise a full recovery at the moment, but within time I hope to get going as I once was.
Thank you for your patience,
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Commission for the kind and patient Yesthatsmynaturalcolour.
I’ve never drawn Marvel characters before, nor am I really familiar with X-men so it was a struggle! Fun, but difficult.
You are getting too big for this, dog.
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Scott stared at the screen for a long time. His brows furrowing together as his eyes mirrored the sensations that relapsed through his body. The pain, the devastation, the almost instant loss of not just his fiance, but of himself. It took a while, but eventually he brought himself to delete the ask, close his laptop and take a small break from his day to seek some comfort in Jean’s arms.
[[Sorry it’s taken me so long to reply to this but—
Uh… I don’t know how much I ‘look’ like him, exactly.
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I bit my tongue, nodded, smiled and said ‘I hope you have fun on your date’.
And it’s something that I’ve never not regretted.
