touching grass and breathing air

Teen devzel 'cause I lack self-control

Hazel and Dev are determined to avoid their supposed romantic future. Unfortunately, fate—and mud—have other ideas. When their future selves recount an unfortunate field-trip incident involving a forest, questionable bracelets, and accidental hand-holding, Hazel realizes some boundaries don’t break outright. They blur, quietly, dangerously, and maybe inevitably.

I forgot to post this before I left, but chapter 8 of my Devzel ANW fanfic has been uploaded!!

I got such lovely feedback, so thanks a bunch to those who let me know they read it 🥺! I’m in the process of replying to comments as we speak 🫡🥰

i so admire people who wait until they have a bunch of drawings that pair together nicely to post them… the second im done drawing something i cant help but be like ok everybody come look at this right now this instant. or else

Here it is the big COPE.

Started this back in January when I was bedridden and didn’t complete it until now. I’ve been going through a lot the past few months so hopefully people can relate.

Receptionist: "Sorry, I'm afraid you're too late."

Dale: "How about I pay a little extra? I'm sure the doctor won't say no to-"

Receptionist: "SIR, THAT IS A 10 YEAR OLD!"

the one with the endless universal sadness in his eyes

Forgot to post Yesterday's prompt. So here's both yesterday and today.

Day 9: Hazel Wells (adult version)

moving out?