Eh black and white are colors right? If thats the case than your picture is full of color!
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with my unasked opinion i prefer it black and white looks just better to me
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lmao ikr??? XDD and the heat here aint helping lol also thank youuu thats really awesome to hear 
@anon90085413 lol XDD good point im an idiot when it comes to the color wheel lol
@Aleksa100 oh thank God cuz im honestly lazy! thanks for that
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i’ve been more of a silent lurker on the wayhaven threads, but i decided to go ahead and try to be more active on the forum! so i just wanted to reply with my few contributions to the fandom!
i’ve been taking fic requests on my tumblr, and started posting them in a ‘collection’ on ao3. you can find the twc fic i’ve written so far here! 
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Ohhh those moments where Nat tries to use tech are just the best… One like is not enough to express how much i enjoyed reading it
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gasp Yesssssss.
@Aleksa100 i’m so glad you enjoyed reading it! thank you for the kind words.
@Dagger1819 :^)))
also, i almost forgot to post the graphics i’ve made for the characters!
the first is a moodboard for my detective, the second for the pairing of ava/surina, and the rest are aesthetic posters for each love interest. i also posted them on my tumblr.
i’m not completely satisfied with how some of the graphics turned out, but i hope people like them nonetheless.
AVA DU MORTAIN & SURINA BATRA.
FARAH HAUVILLE.
NATALIE SEWELL.
MORGAN.
AVA DU MORTAIN.
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So, after a lot of soul searching and fear I have decided that I will try the Love Triangle…
BUT. If I am going to do it I am going to make it ironically funny for me. So, meet the MC who’s going to be doing the Love Triangle!
Now ya’ll are probably thinking “she seems totally normal why is that funny for you, Mewsly?” Well, you see, Sonja was originally a DnD character which I then transferred to a different tabletop game called Monster of the Week. Super fun, highly recommend it
In MotW she is a Forensic Scientist, she lives with her Aunt and Uncle at their Pizza Shop, and she is just trying to find love… Oh, and she a 5th Generation Vampire Hunter. Because when I think “Bad Ass Vampire Slayer” I think “Velma Dinkley,” of course
So, you see, I think its funny because the one Universe where she can not only easily find a SO but has two very charming LIs they happen to be vampires!
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Refining the sketch now I’m kind of scared to paint it, because I am such a noob coloring, hopefully photoshop will make it easier.
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I decided to paint it, and let me say I am not totally unhappy with it
I just realised I didn’t add the freckles. What is wrong with me (I finally edited it, lol)
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i have quite a few fic requests, so expect to see me here in the future, lmao. :^)
visiting hours - rated g
farah/f!detective
set directly after book one. farah visits the detective in the hospital.
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Yessssss.
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A couple of days ago I drew a portrait of Mason for Anathema and she asked if I would share it on the forum. So…
Yes, that wink is an extremely important aspect of the drawing.
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Gorgeous! 
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The artwork looks so amazing wish I could draw like that lol.
Promises
Just something short about sad baby detective just wanting to go to the carnival.
Summary
Another car zoomed past and Zoë’s shoulders drooped a little more. She glanced at the clock again sighed, breath fogging the glass. Rebecca was already an hour late.
“Zoë? I don’t think she’ll be home in time.” Alice took her by the shoulder and pulled her away gently. There was a lyrical cadence to her words. “Go wash up. I’ll let you pick two bedtime stories tonight.”
“Please, Miss Alice, just ten more minutes?” Zoë pleaded, not noticing the surprise that flashed across her nanny’s countenance.
Alice composed herself quickly. “Oh, alright, then. But if she’s not here, it’s bedtime.”
“She’ll be here.”
Except that ten minutes passed and she wasn’t. Another fifteen passed—because Alice loved her too much to deny her this—and Rebecca’s car still didn’t roll into the driveway. Alice eyed the sky. It was still a deep blue this late in the summer. “Zoë, get your shoes. I’ll take you.”
The girl bit her lip at the temptation. Carousels, funnel cakes and mountains of cotton candy waited. She was well aware that Alice would indulge her tonight, as she always did when Rebecca missed planned day trips and movie nights. However, the idea of going with Alice made something deep within her ache, and she pressed herself to the window and shook her head. “Mummy promised she’d take me.”
Alice couldn’t imagine what another hour would hurt. If Rebecca were home, she reasoned, the child would be bouncing between carnival stalls, high on sugar and laughter.
When that hour ended, teeth were brushed, hair combed and braided, and clothes changed. Every time Zoë heard the quiet whoosh of an approaching car, she dropped whatever she was doing and raced to the door. Her hopes were disappointed each time, but she persisted. Finally, it was time for bed.
Zoë’s eyes burned as she shuffled up the stairs. A confusing mix of frustration, disappointment and betrayal twisted her stomach into knots. She glanced back every couple of steps, just in case. All that was there was Alice smiling apologetically.
The crackling sound of wheels on gravel woke Zoë around ten. She flew down the stairs and barrelled into a harried Rebecca. “Mummy!”
“Zoë.” She hugged her back. “I’m sorry I’m late. Things got hectic.”
She deflated. Things always got hectic. Zoë didn’t know the dictionary definition of hectic, but it usually meant Rebecca wasn’t coming home on time. She frowned.
Alice, hoping to avert a nuclear meltdown, added, “Your mother’s work is important.”
More important than me. She didn’t voice it, but she thought it. Instead, she whispered, “You promised.”
Rebecca held her tighter. “I know. I’ll make it right.”
Zoë wasn’t holding her breath.
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Ahhh your angst will be the end of me
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