A Redraw Of A Drawing I Did:) Pearl In An Argyle Vest With A Collared Shirt Supremacy !!

tw: feeling of being watched, lots of eyes, bright red colour // watcher grian :)

hi! back with another post :) 

i promise i can actually draw, but ms paint is just so much better (imo)

maybe(?) some real art sometime soon? i dont really like using digital but ill do it for u guys :D

remade a old post! its crazy to see how much ive improved in 2 months lol

old post under the cut😐😐 (warning: UGLY/lhj)

happy birthday our (former) ceo!

wish him a happy birthday or fall into the boatem hole

HI! NEW CHAPTER

because he is a ball of sunshine

also when he goes to sleepovers everyone else literally can’t sleep cause of it

Grian glows. Idk why he just does

moon big

moon big

HAPPY LAST LIFE TUESDAY!

wait-

oh.

hey! i usually don’t write grumbo but i think here’s an exception.. (not my prompt btw)

also, this is one of the only things of grumbo (dating related) ill ever write ever so if you still want to block me feel free 

prompt: character a tilting character b’s chin up to get a better look at their face and the evidence of the fight. a delicately thumbs away the streak of blood by b’s mouth, saying nothing as they examine it. after a brief pause, b’s heart skips a nervous beat as a looks them dead in the eyes. their voice is quiet and tense, their anger barely restrained.

“who did this to you?”

side note: mumbo will be a little ooc (assertive(?) dominant(?) to fit with the prompt, but other then that, enjoy!

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Grian had just rushed home after getting into a fight with someone not-to-be-disclosed, frantically trying to cover his scars and bruises before his boyfriend, Mumbo came home. He rushed to the washroom after tossing his jacket on the floor, rummaging the drawers for anything like bandages or casts.

Things laid everywhere on the floor, from toilet paper to bath salts. He eventually found some medical supplies, laying them on the counter infront of him as he slowly aided for himself—

“What do you think you’re doing, Grian?”

Grian jolt up. Mumbo was leaning against the doorframe of the washroom, crossing his arms and holding his jacket. Grian stuttered for words— he opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He panicked, stopping in his tracks.

Mumbo slightly vigorously grabbed Grian’s chin to get a better look, inspecting his face. He pondered if this was the cause of clumsiness, or a fight. His thumb slightly stroked the smaller’s chin, Grian watching his inspecting eyes.

He was silent, and so was Mumbo. Mumbo looked into his eyes and Grian’s heart had skipped a beat then and there, nervously. Mumbo looked into Grian’s eyes with a stern look, not blinking even once.

“Who did this to you?”

Grian fumbled for words, looking around the room and thinking of an excuse, not wanting anyone to die today. Mumbo kept looking at him sternly, and that’s when he gave up. He motioned for Mumbo to move down so he could whisper in his ear, as Mumbo’s face changed quick of expression.

“Very well then.. So, must we get on with the bandaging up?” Mumbo giggled, as Grian hesitated.

“Fine. But pleasedontkillthem-“

“I won’t, don’t worry.” Mumbo pinched Grian’s chin as he put bandages and casts on his partner. They smiled at each other, him being caring and delightful.

about that-

okay since it is last life eve let us all manifest

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🕯️ bdubs 🕯️

🕯️ doesn't go 🕯️

🕯️ red again 🕯️

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