Thespareroom25 - The Spare Room

He lifted his hands before his face, looking at them as he did every morning since waking in this strange body. They were not his hands. He saw soft hands, hands that had never touched a flame, never wielded a blade in true combat, never felt Ghost’s coarse fur beneath their fingertips. Not his hands at all.

Art for my Jon Snow fic Silver Spoon. :-) This one means a lot to me.

Summary:

Jon is killed by his brothers at the Wall, only to wake in a bed that is not his own and where people call him Aemon.

Art Trade with @ideavian EE is such a gorgeous guy...

sketch of a shy sol

the knight of the laughing tree

art ref. under the cut

Yarnaby!!

He's so cute, I became a big fan of Poppy Playtime after chapter 2 and here we are ♡

Showing off my bag!

the two keychains in the top left are Eli and Rin from LoveLive!!

the first pin on the top is Tomoe Udagawa from Bandori, the two pins next to it are custom designs from my friend, representing my identities, nonbinary and bisexual!

the fourth button on the right is my motw oc, kalyre! the keychain beside it is a leafeon claw machine shaker keychain, below it is a vaporeon on a macaron!

ask away for the deets on anything else :) I'm super proud of it!

Sonic the Hedgehog but nakey boys get dressed up

Wings of Pages

All the words on those wings are either bits of my own poetry and writing, or complete utter gibberish because my hand got tired 😂

putting them in my mouth