http://destinyblue.deviantart.com/ Destinyblue is the author of these amazing sketches.

Hello darkness my old friend

http://destinyblue.deviantart.com/ Destinyblue is the author of these amazing sketches.

Awesome tree painting idea! Are you a night thinker of day dreamer? ⛺ By @shining_star_draws . Follow @artistic_unity_ . Shared by @art_by_fabian .

Awesome tree painting idea! Are you a night thinker of day dreamer? ⛺ By @shining_star_draws . Follow @artistic_unity_ . Shared by @art_by_fabian .

Week of 3/27 These pictures of the different animals are all very unique and different. I love how the lines twirl and wisp on the paper. Those lines help the animal come to life on the page.

Week of 3/27 These pictures of the different animals are all very unique and different. I love how the lines twirl and wisp on the paper. Those lines help the animal come to life on the page.

City sketch, Darek Zabrocki on ArtStation at https://www.artstation.com/artwork/city-sketch-5939b6f4-a441-4ec4-a7dd-708df4c3ea88

City sketch, Darek Zabrocki on ArtStation at https://www.artstation.com/artwork/city-sketch-5939b6f4-a441-4ec4-a7dd-708df4c3ea88

I've been enjoying traditional sketches a lot lately! Sketch of @k.els.e.y cos Im like a huge fan of her and her youtube acc and she's like super pretty ; - ;

I've been enjoying traditional sketches a lot lately! Sketch of @k.els.e.y cos Im like a huge fan of her and her youtube acc and she's like super pretty ; - ;

((Open RP. Be guy friend/crush. Magic may be involved)) I sigh as I look around my room, drawing without really paying attention. I had colored pencils, pens, markers, crayons, and everything else scattered around my bed, and I had probably made a huge mess on the paper. I hear a knock at the door, and my best friend, Zach, walks in. I smile a little, "Hey" he says, eyeing my mess. "Hey" I reply. He focuses on the sketchpad in my lap, and his eyes widen. "What?" I ask, confusedly looking…

((Open RP. Be guy friend/crush. Magic may be involved)) I sigh as I look around my room, drawing without really paying attention. I had colored pencils, pens, markers, crayons, and everything else scattered around my bed, and I had probably made a huge mess on the paper. I hear a knock at the door, and my best friend, Zach, walks in. I smile a little, "Hey" he says, eyeing my mess. "Hey" I reply. He focuses on the sketchpad in my lap, and his eyes widen. "What?" I ask, confusedly looking…

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