#[blows a kiss to the void]

[qourmet]

hello scummies, i do not have a lot of art for u to enjoy but God Willing i will somehow be tits-deep into moshang Eventually

[rhinocio]

Ch 7 of Hey Darling got me so feelings I whipped out the paint

[mesugakl]

[jimmyspades]

ALAN: "Well. You know how both of us seem to be so relationship-averse, I was thinking, maybe you are right for a longer term… thing." LORRAINE: "Funny. Who told you?" ALAN: "Told me?" LORRAINE: "That I’m in a relationship. I was planning to tell you."

[cosmicdreamt]

[[ I'm literally only on here to boop people fear me ]]

[anachronistic-falsehood]

ok pausing the atlas episode watching 2 watch steven universe w my friendsssss <3<3<3

[flowercrowngods]

i go through your blog everyday it’s like reading the newspaper… i LOVE it 🫂

me hitting that reblog button in the future: this isn’t just for you op. it’s for nonnie too 🙏🤍

[bummeryumedanshi]

her heart is hot n meltyy my heart is hard as rocks...><alwaysbeen a selfish lover wont pretend that im not!!.... i sort of think its funny this is just what she wantsss.. i wanna mess her up i just wanna watch >//////<

[princetorn]

006, a swing set in an empty playground at night.

A round, fat moon cast the playground in cold light, the world bleached to black and white – like the beloved movies of his youth. In the day, this place would be an explosion of colour and noise, with steel frames painted garishly and waste bins reimagined as smiling characters. Purposeless after dark, a climbing frame reached skyward in a tangle of angular, metallic roots. Wind slipped sleek through its lonely bars, swept over the congealed mess of an ice cream dropped hours ago, to run fingers through the heavy curtain of Persephone’s dark hair.

If he could, he would soften the edges of this story for her. If he could, he would build a world where she would occupy the well of his front seat, where he would have his pedal kiss the floor, where they would drive. It didn’t matter where. They could live on the open road, hide away in motels, sleep in the back of his car, all pale limbs and lazy kisses. But Royce Clayton was dead and buried, while Persephone existed on a plane he clung to with his fingertips.

Cold chains were clutched by even colder hands. He sat on the gently swaying swing that meant his good side faced her – no accident. To any who looked, they would only see Persephone. A girl kissed by starlight, with sorrow etched into her features. A girl, alone. There was a thick ribbon of truth in that, even with him haunting the seat at her side. Her spectral companion did not exist in a way that mattered, anchored as he was to shadows and liminal spaces.

It was easy to envy the living, but not her. For Persephone, he ached, occupying a bruised space somewhere between yearning and guardianship. Glancing at her now, in the dark, he could imagine the night-born roses blooming in her cheeks, the heart that squeezed and pumped. He could see breath leaking between her lips in silvery plumes with each exhalation. Alive, so very alive. If he touched her – even here, even with the cold nipping at her features – she would still seem warm against the chill of his gravestricken touch.

“Your stepmom is a real piece of work.”

Disdain was obvious in the low hush of his voice. Absent-mindedly, he picked at the chain links with the skeletal tip of his degloved middle finger, bone fitting where flesh could not.

“Want me to kill her for you?”

[blujayonthewing]

yes I make the art I want to for my own enjoyment but as far as sharing art goes it's hard to overstate the value of knowing there's at least one specific person who you can absolutely count on to be like YEAH! YES!! about it

[valentineveils]

got tagged by @demandthedoodles to make some ocs in this picrew :] thank u for the taaaaaaag ! ! ! ! um . so i wont tag others . bcus i am too socially anxious but if ur reading this just pretend ur tagged ok ? ok ^-^

[chatosha]

So I've got a core group of 3 other friends, and 3 of us like to go off and infodump about stuff all the time, like games, media, academic interests, whatever. And the other one we like to joke is the most "normal" cause she's not really a fan of anything outside of the mainstream. You know, she used to watch Grey's anatomy and stuff.

Until last night, when we talked about the "why are you blue" audio from TikTok and she revealed that it was from breaking bad, where Walter TALKS to the meth. And she said that the meth being blue was actually significant and there's a lot of colors theory in breaking bad.

And then I got to watch her infodump about color theory in breaking bad and my god, it was glorious. She began to talk about the colors of peoples clothing and why they wear it, the color of specific scenes, etc. For like 10 minutes.

And that, my friends, is how I finally began to watch breaking bad.

[goldenvboots]

i'm not shadowbanned anymore YIPPPEEEEEEE

[yoakenouta]

ㅤㅤTHE knowing look at Dark's face was proof enough that Ritsuka had practically given it away so he wondered if it was even worth it to continue hiding it. Well ... it was more embarrassing to admit it aloud so maybe he would let Dark make his guess until then.

ㅤㅤRitsuka was honestly thrown off by his servant's answer, realizing his initial guess was way off the mark and now he had no idea who could've possibly caught the thief's heart. His expression twisted into pure befuddlement, trying to picture this mysterious individual. " Yellow hair ... ? What about their eyes then ? " Turns out he was more bad at this than he thought. They were reliable, humble but yet a bit cynical at times ... and they had yellow hair. There wasn't anyone that came to mind immediately. " Honestly, I had a different person in mind but now I'm starting to wonder if I actually know this person at all ... ! What about ... mmm... do they have a specific kind of ability ? Any distinguishing traits about them ? " He was grasping at straws here.

' hahaha ! who's the one really gushing ?! ' admittedly enamored as he might have been with his own sharing affections , his answers had still been somewhat sparing , his words picked with a cautious , subtle scrutiny --- yet he listens to ritsuka's decline and rampant spill with an immediate individual coming to mind . of course , announcing it and claiming his prize of elucidated discovery wouldn't have been any sort of issue by now , yet a finger still sets to his lips ; their warmed , knowing smile . push too much , and his poor master might have decided to never tell anything again , already hiding away their face into that pillow , its whites about to burst into flames if only by the heat of ritsuka's own cheeks . at the very least , a phantom thief could try to keep a romantic secret , surely steadily entrusting his , as well as his other self's own into ritsuka's grasp .

' i got it , i get it now ... and it still feels like a bit of a surprise . either way , the one who should be able to say his name for yourself should be you ... right ? so i won't say it . ' a bloom in silence ; his thoughts idly wander as he extends his most gracious clemency . the third time's the charm , others had always said , and it had taken only three questions and three guesses to land ritsuka's special person , but would the same have gone for him ? especially when he , now , was the only one left .

' it's yellow . ' he answers earnestly , regardless . ' i never understood what anybody meant by having "hair like flax" until this person . it's bright , and it never changes . --- well , sometimes the faces they make can be weird looking , but even despite that , they're still extremely cute . '

[gravegoer]

I saw a video of a guy blowing smoke into his gfs mouth when they kiss AHHHH THAT WITH SEVIKA HAS ME ROLLINGGGGGGG

Smokey kisses

i feel like I know exactly what video you're talking about, and 100% agree with you! i also have part 2 of the bodyguard fic coming out soon ! asks are still open, if i havent answered yours PLEASSEE resend, some get lost in the void.

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Whenever Sevika smoked cigarillos around you, she never blew the smoke in your face, assuming you never wanted to inhale the secondhand smoke.

When talking face to face with you, she blows the smoke out of the side of her thick lips (sometimes into someone else's face, not that she cares)

Even when you kiss, she feels a little self-conscious about her breath, knowing it probably tastes bitter. She tries to lessen the blow by using some cheap strawberry chapstick every so often.

Once you leaned in to kiss her while she was smoking and she pushed back on your chest with the hand that wasn't holding her cigarillo.

"Not right now sweetheart"

At first, you didn't realize why she did this, thinking maybe she was uncomfortable with your affection. But you started to realize the trend within a few months.

How she refused to smoke inside your house, and never purposely lit one up around you unless she was stressed or anxious. But not before muttering an apology.

Obviously, knowing this information you wanted to make her less insecure of her habits. If you couldn't get rid of the habit you might as well embrace it, right?

This is the part where you hatch your master plan.

When you two sat together in Sevika's private booth at the bar there was a cigarillo held between her lips as she was in the middle of a poker game. You sat on her leg, her mechanical arm holding you steady by the waist.

This was one of your guys' pastimes, she would show you off to the jealous men at the bar while you got to indulge in the warmth of her body and the heat of her touch.

Undoubtedly she was winning, a man huffed in disappointment from her left. This made her chuckle and smoke was blown out of her nostrils, she shifted her leg slightly, making you bounce in her lap.

You smiled at this, leaning back on her shoulder.

As the men shuffled out of the booth (not before handing over Sevika's winnings) you wrapped your arms around her shoulders.

"Good job baby," You kissed her on the cheek as a reward, a reward that she definetly valued more than the gold on the table infront of her.

"Dont you ever get tired of watching me win?" She said teasingly, running a hand up your thigh.

You inched closer to her face, "No, not even a little bit"

She backed up a bit as you got closer to her lips, raising an eyebrow at you. Before she could retaliate further you grabbed her face and pulled it towards yours

Your lips intertwined with hers, a gasp escaped her lips, causing smoke to be blown into your mouth. At that you inhaled, deepening the kiss.

Her eyes were open, pupils blown wide as she stared incrediously at you. This shock didnt last long as she started to kiss you back, grabbing the back of your head and running her fingers through your hair roughly.

"Fuck, that was so hot"

She muttered between heavy breaths and rough kisses.

Pulling away, she took another drag of her cigarillo and pushed her mouth back against yours, releasing a breath when you kissed her back.

She groaned at the feeling of you taking the smoke into your mouth and letting it linger, the fumes your senses as it escaped in small spurts through your lips.

Sevika smirked into the kiss, now moving her mouth down to your jaw. But you pushed her head away, giggling.

"You should have let me do that sooner." She rubs the back of your head where her hand sat.

"Yeah? Well, quit acting like I don't know you smoke when you're around me."

this was infact NOT proof read so dont come at me....

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[anachronistic-falsehood]

bro i love writing flores facets i don’t think any other series of mine has gotten the same enthusiastic reception fr. like yeah ppl love dreamstuck and my trigun fics etc but i can leave flores facets alone for like a year, swoop back in with some inane bullshit that barely furthers the plot, and the nico flores fans are in my comments tearing into it with their teeth and claws and thanking me for the food going absolutely feral and it is the best thing