A murder story in 3 panels
So this has been sitting in my drive for months and ch240 gave me the energy to finally finish it
I present to you probably my largest project to date!
You will have to open the images fully to get them to a readable quality, this was unavoidable, sorry.
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Tumblr doesn’t really like the size of these images and I mean rightfully so, so here they’ve been split into 4 pieces from the original 2.
If you would like the versions without the half cuts both are on my Deviantart!
Tumblr absolutely despises posts with links, so the direct links will be in a reblog. But my Deviantart is also directly linked on my tumblr opener! Whichever is easier.
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I started this early 2020 but as a much smaller project. As time went on I realised that its scale was also increasing at a fast rate. A whole year later and here we are!
Of course, almost everything here must be taken with a grain of salt. At the end of the day humans tragically just can’t have wings. But if you can suspend your disbelief long enough it’s such a wonderful subject to look into!
This also isn’t anything definitive, just my ideas, research, and theories put onto Hawks–sometimes even going directly against canon (though for the most part I did try to stick to it.)
If you disagree with any of this for any reason that’s fine! My opinion is just one drop in the BNHA fandom ocean.
You have permission to make art and fanfiction or basically anything you want out this if it inspired you! Feel free to send anything it inspired my way too if you’d like <3
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DO NOT REPOST / REUPLOAD UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES AND DO NOT REMOVE MY COMMENT
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♡it’s okay to cry♡
OTP? Me thinks yes.
No need to give credits, just like if saved/used 🌻💛
Brina flashed through the forest at an alarming pace. The howls of her pack had alerted her to an emergency. Her black fur was almost invisible at the rate of her speed and in the dark of the night. Only one thing was visible, her glowing, gold eyes. Her gaze was fixated straight in front of her as she let loose a snarl and leapt into the clearing where her pack resided. The scene before her was devastating. Dead, sightless eyes seemed to follow her as she padded softly through the camp. As she neared the shelter where her Alpha brother lived, she breathed in sharply. It was a horrible sight. The beautiful silver fur of her darling brother, Phoenix, was matted and bloody and a nail was studded through the scruff at the base of his neck. Brina turned slowly reprocessing what might have happened. Then she saw it. The bodies of vampires, they’re eyes glowed dully even in death.
A low rushing sound and a high, keen pierced Brina’s ears. Her heart raced and her fur bristled. The keening was hurting her head. Who was screaming? She couldn’t stand it anymore and snarled. That was when Brina realized she was the one who had been keening. She needed to get a grip, check for survivors, and find out who had done this. Phoenix’s body called her attention once more and this time she noticed the ring hanging from the nail. A ruby ‘O’ was set into it. A growl reverberated through Brina as she recognized the ring. The growl rose into a snarl and a roar poured from her jaws, “ORION!!!”
It's 8 o' clock in the morning where I am. I just woke up. I am so tired.I've been up all night drawing my Pennykettle dragons. They're cute! ^^ I made my 'special' dragon. Her name is G'naya or 'NaNa'. Her gift is drawing and she carries around a floral carpet bag filled with drawing tools. She also carries a sketch pad around. Her drawings reflect my moods. NaNa is green and the edge of her scales are blue. She has violet eyes and a lime green chest and lime green horns. She has a blue tip on her tail and large differently shaded green wings that are pointy. Anyways I'm too tired to write any more! I LOVE PICKLES! ~xoxo Brina~