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ppl artists pls draw mattholomule in trad goth makeup🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 i need my hc brain to see it fr bc i cant do art pls pls

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I got sick this week. Have some toh drawings of them as older teens.

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happy bokuaka day! 🌱🌧

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oh who, oh who could it be~?  😳

[based on @arahir ’s suuuuuuuper cute fic where reki has no idea that they’re dating and langa is Suffering]

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more sk8 comics

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bokuaka vampire au aka im so ready for halloween right folks

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this may be the last thing i post before a looong while, because med school has officially started for me (it was planned for next year but i got to sign up for this year instead!) so focusing on studies will be the priority. this isn’t something huge, just a small comic for my amazing qp vinnie and also something to say goodbye for now!

(there is no nsfw/explicit content but still, be careful where you read it)

hope you enjoy!!

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fem bokuaka sketch

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little addition to my last post :]

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lol what u mean summer is over

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oh sweet! another show i get to BE SO ‼️💢💢💥💥💥NORMAL ABOUT!!!!!!💥💥

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@bastardbeewoman I SIMPLY HAD TO >:000

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yotsuba pose!!!

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"there, there- breakfast's almost ready..."

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THANK U FOR THE TAG KIWI @klwl-truck oh boy lets go

A — as if its your last by blackpink (i love them sm)

L — layla by cairokee (AWESOME EGYPTIAN BAND!!!!)

W — west end girls by pet shop boys (UGHHH I LOVE THIS SKNG)

A — art deco by lana del rey (ICONIC)

Y — you're the one that i want by john travolta and olivia newton-john (I LOVE GREASE SM)

S — skeleton by damona (SHES AWESOME GO CHECK HER OUT)

J — judas by lady gaga (LADY GAGAAAA)

E — enjoy the silence by depeche mode (I LOVE THIS SOMG TOO)

N — never ending song by conan gray (🫶🫶🫶🫶)

T — tourner dans le vide by indila (childhood song fsr 😭)

L — lover by taylor swift (LOVER IS MY FAV ALBUM TBH)

E — everybody wants to rule the world by tears for fears (now i wanna go listen to it)

i dont have moots other than kiwi on here 😭 anyone who wants to do this is free to<3

rules: pick a song for each letter of your url and tag that many people – no repeating artists!

Thanks for the tag @hunter-sylvester

G- give me novacaine - Green Day

L- leave - jojo

E- enchanted - Taylor Swift

E- ever fallen in love - The Buzzcocks

4- 4 minutes - Madonna

T- teenagers - MCR

W- we will rock you - Queen

D- don't stop believin' - Journey

No pressure to do this :) @dreamwatch @thefruityfours

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why are they like this

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The Shirt

A Gustholomule Ficlet

(jesus christ don’t ask. don’t even read this one if you can help it. the discord server made me do it i swear)

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_luzura: hey matt

_luzura: you like

_luzura: like dudes, right?

president.matt: what part of the everything about me would make you think i don’t

_luzura: you got me there!

_luzura: i have the perfect shirt for you

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“Hey, professor,” Matt crooned, leaning against the doorway of Gus’s classroom. Gus cringed, his face falling into a deadpan, and turned to look at his boyfriend. His straight face quickly morphed into a look of—well, of what he wasn’t sure, but one look at Matt cause him to scrunch up his nose and furrow his brow.

“Mattholomule Tholomule—“

“Not my name.”

“—what are you wearing.”

Gus had spent plenty of time in the human realm. Since his middle school days of wondering at human culture from afar, he had learned a thing or two. He even had his own human realm device (an eye-phone, Luz had called it when she gave it to him). He knew plenty about fandoms and shipping and fanfiction—hell, they had that sort of thing on the Boiling Isles. But they didn’t have all of the same words for it. And Matt’s shirt, currently wrinkled and sweat-stained from a long day at work, had a very specific human realm word on it. Yaoi, it read.

Matt smirked. “Luz gave it to me. What, you don’t like it?” He struck a pose, making Gus cringe again. Matt cackled at Gus’s reaction.

“Yeah, she said you would hate it. So obviously I had to have it. Anyway,” Matt moved from the doorway, closer to Gus, “I brought you a snack. Wanna head back to yours and hang for a bit?”

“You are not wearing that thing for more than thirty seconds in my house. Besides, you’re gross. You can come over only if you shower and let me wash that thing.” Gus was already formulating his plan: he could wash it and hope Matt would forget to take it home, and Gus could be rid of it before Matt remembered he left it.

(In all honesty, the shirt was kind of funny, and the dark blue color suited Matt. Gus didn’t really hate it. But what was their relationship if not back-and-forth antagonization?)

Matt sighed and rolled his eyes at Gus’s request. “Fine. But only because I like you, Augustus.” Offering a crooked grin, he snagged Gus’s pinky with his own.

“Ew, dude. Gross.”

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Gus put Matt’s horrible shirt in with a load of laundry as soon as his boyfriend was in the shower, setting out some of his own clothes for Matt to change into. (Strangely, laundry was one thing Earth and the Boiling Isles did relatively similarly, though while Luz put her clothes in a “washing machine,” Gus tossed his in the laundry tree that grew in the backyard.)

And, according to Gus’s plan, Matt forgot all about the shirt. But unfortunately, so did Gus.

In the Porter household, it was Gus’s job to gather the dirty clothes and put them in the tree; it was Perry’s job to take them out and fold them. So as Perry folded their clothes that night, he paid no mind to the dark blue shirt with a large-print word on it.

Surely one of Gus’s bands, he thought, or one of his CB shows, and he paid it little mind.

But though he assumed it was his son’s, it wasn’t uncommon for the Porter men to share clothes. So when Perry reached for a t-shirt the next morning, grabbing anything from the pile of folded clothes to throw on before going downstairs for breakfast, he didn’t think twice when the shirt he grabbed was one of Gus’s.

Gus was already downstairs, eating bloodered toast and reading something on his scroll. He looked up at his father came down the stairs, did a double-take, and promptly choked on the food in his mouth. Perry looked down at himself, confused.

“What, do I have something on my shirt?”

“No—well—rggch,” Gus spluttered and choked, beating his chest to clear his esophagus. “It’s just, uh, that’s Matt’s shirt, and, uh…”

“Oh! Oh, sorry, kiddo. I thought it was yours, one of your bands or something. You’re into so much weird stuff, Yah-oy seemed right up your alley.”

Gus looked like he was going to choke again. “It’s not Yah-oy, Dad, it’s pronounced— never mind. Just— just make sure you change before you leave the house, okay?”

“Why?” Perry cocked and eyebrow as he sat down across from his son. “Is it something… inappropriate?”

“No! No, Titan, I mean, not really, it’s just…”

“Just what, Augustus?”

“It just means, like… gay. Like, men liking men.” Gus looked like he wanted to melt into the floor.

“Oh!” Perry laughed loudly. “Well, then I should be allowed to wear it! I’ve done my fair share of man-liking!”

“Nope, that’s it, I’m out! I do not need to hear about your man-liking or woman-liking or any sort of liking you’ve done!” Gus practically jumped up from the table and sped to the stairs. “Keep it, for all I care! I never want to see that thing again!”

Perry chuckled and shook his head, snagging Gus’s unfinished toast off his plate. I have a weird kid, he thought.