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"oh, so this is what you do when i'm not over here at your house. you shit talk about me to your friends?"

"i have a serious question !

why do men always smell like swiss cheese, or like, ranch dressing or something weird?"

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Here’s my artwork of the @harringrovebigbang 2021! It goes along with chapter 6 of @thehairingrove’s amazing fic Just A Dream Away.

Go check out the story, I really had a blast working with it!

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open: to mutuals and non mutuals. setting: summer anywhere in the 1980s. swimming pool or at the beach.

a whistle is blown before dropping back against his chest, starting to grow impatient. although, that didn't take much to wear his patience thin– it was getting triple frustrating that he might actually have to do his job as a lifeguard and save someone which is not what he wanted to do despite signing up for it. " i already told you once, so that's on you. if you actually go drowning, that'll be your funeral."

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Flower Boy

This Art was done last December for @gideongrace as a “Thank you” for his awesome editing! It’s for the Story “Wildflowers, Roses, Honeysuckle”

It takes place in a more modern setting and I had fun sneaking the Game references in!

[My Social Media Info!] 

If you want to commission me to draw for you, here is my Commission Info!

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DACRE MONTGOMERY for Speedo

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oop

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BACK ON MY DASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I AMMMM. <3333

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after starcourt

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"what does that even mean, nerd?" telepathic, or whatever she said. he lives around a world of telepathy and he's still so oblivious or in denial. both. "then learn it." impulse control, he meant. but he was ONE to lecture about impulse. blues rolled, but there was barely real annoyance brewing behind them; locking on these deep honey hues that had the power to cause billy to carry something lenient behind his harsher ones. then an unexpected sound bubbles from his throat, a soft laugh at her dramatics, the fake coughing. it put a soft look of amusement across his face. "i was seeing how fast it'd take." squeezing her a little more, he wondered if it hurt yet.

"ohhh, please. are you gonna tell me you're a mind reader next, hmm? telepathic?" she teases, knowing full well if one of them has psychic abilities it's her. "hey! to be perfectly fair, we both know i have poor impulse control. and besides, it doesn't have to be like... whatever you're thinking," she narrows chocolate hues playfully. it's not a lie, considering her vivacity and quickness to react since the night they met. remembering how different their styles are is a learning curve, but she makes a secret note to herself to slow down whatever physicality and feels a hinted blush scorching her cheeks. she doesn't even understand herself sometimes. while she's momentarily lost in thought, she feels the pressure of his arms tighter and tighter around her petite frame and she fake coughs for dramatic effect. "are you trying to cut off my circulation or something?" she giggles with her eyes closed and a smile, though she lets him. she's pretty sure she can trust him not to go so far as to crush her bones, and she likes the extra warmth encircling her. she actually can't remember anyone else hugging her that tightly.

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"that's far from it." he denies, snorting at the innocence. it was actually her lips on his neck, there's no way she couldn't know that. at least, he thinks so. "oh, but this particular part? cause you felt like it." billy mocks, blues go playfully rolling. "i didn't say that either." but won't admit to it, that he likes it. glancing down, she can't get any closer and on one hand he thinks maybe it's too close. but on the other hand, they've already been close as humanly possible so why should it matter? he should just cave to the affection, but a part of him still doesn't know how to accept it. so wrapping his big arms around her, he claims to himself he's doing it to see how tight he can squeeze her until she says something about it as a game.

"doing what? being cute?" she asks oh-so-innocently to deflect whatever he's implying, even fluttering her lashes for an extra effect. "besides telling the truth." a little compliment never killed anybody, and she's always had a flirtatious streak. the truth is, she wasn't trying to 'do' anything. she almost didn't realize what she was doing, being affectionate is as natural and automatic for cindy as breathing. "maybe i just kissed you 'cause i felt like it," she giggles, as if they haven't done that more times than she can count on her fingers before. but then she remembers. she's not supposed to do anything first. she's got to get better at that. "but if you want me to stop, i will," she adds simply in a sweet tone, scooting closer to press herself against him for even more warmth and nuzzling her face into his neck.

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"Oh, no... it's not that kind of cure. It's like, it's a band. They can't make you better. I mean, they can. But like, Emotionally."

a mostly 80s based multimuse roleplay blog featuring LISA SWALLOWS of lisa frankenstein (2024). dreamed by stephanie.

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continued from here. / @vcnusians

'he was the hot one.' yeah, his temperature was definitely rising the more her lips explored his skin. "well, i definitely didn't allow that-" hand softly cupped her chin, keeping her from going any further when he started to feel antsy at what it was doing to him. "but you probably know what you're doing." billy accused, smirk curling his lips even if a mild annoyance was there.