#WHAT POSSESSED ME

[worms-for-brains]

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Whisper in my ear

Tell me I’m good

As I tear into you

And eat you alive.

[imclou]

"painting could be fun", "it'll be quick" they said, "two hours top" they said, anyway here we are 9 hours and 3 hand cramps later

spent the week end painting screenshots with friends it was both excrutiating and awesome

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he just can't catch a break please omg just let him be happy for once pleaaaase

ref + mine

[ash-wynn]

Whiteboard Gregory House

[thefourfan]

Happy pride month!!!!!!!! (Sad story real not clickbait)

[stargazerspringles]

Funny meme >:D

[abnormal-vacuum]

i need to be sedated

[2-lines-and-a-circle]

Did you have to spit me out?

Notes: Jade Leech x reader, angst that turns into fluff, I actually chose Jade after a suggestion was made from @thehollowwriter so, thank you very much!

Over the past few months, you gave yourself to Jade, your blood, sweat, your heart, and your tears. Everything was given up to him as he would to you. This wasn’t a fool’s relationship; you were fully aware dating a member of Octavinelle’s famous trio could end in crumbs. Still, Jade made his way to your heart, and you made your way to his, that was till now.

The two of you were now sitting in the middle of Mostro lounge with bright lights shining down on you two. Although, it had only been Jade and you stuck in the room, it felt as if a thousand pairs of eyes were crawling on you. In the midst of your nerves came a sliver of pain.

There was a whisper of words repeating in your ears. “Thank you for playing the fool, I knew you were”. Jumping up from the comfort of your seat you looked down to get a better look at the boy. The thumping in your heart carved into you as you held your head up high in attempts to calm down.

That wasn’t the boy you knew, his extending hand, the one that always held yours was corrupted before you. The calming ocean-like voice had no effect on you as you watched in horror as he transformed into a stranger. Jade was the one you felt safest with, but now he’s gone and you’re here alone. It all felt so real.

There he was making you out to be the fool he oh so carefully crafted after months of lies. Sweet poison was leaking from his mouth each time you had been together, why was it now that he revealed the truth. You had questions for him, but you knew Jade would never answer them.

You should have never trusted him. There was never a chance he was who he swore he was. Who exactly is he then? Why did he go and spit you out?

Without even thinking you seeped out these words over and over again. Why? Did Jade ever care about you? Why did he leave you here to fall? Why did he look so miserable? If he had truly gotten bored of you, would his face be so miserable like it is now?

Whenever Jade played tricks on you his face would contort into that of a mask. Similar to the ones used by Shakespeare, but Jade’s face didn’t resemble that in the least. Those olive and gold eyes were shaking as they started back at you, not a trace of mischief reflected back. Even his cocky smile formed into the shape of a bow failed to shoot arrows as he lowered his guard.

Standing on the tips of your toes you held his face and delivered a soft tap to his cheek. Dropping your hands to his shoulder you felt the weight of your legs give out under him. Jade held your waist to hold you up, curious as to what you had planned for him.

Barely holding on, you said your final goodbyes. “I have questions I know you’ll never answer. I know you well enough to tell by your eyes you’re serious about this. I… won’t fight you, I know this is goodbye.”

Smiling with tears in your eyes you closed your eyes in order to shield yourself from Jade’s miserable face. You felt his arms move from your waist to the back of your legs, in a swift motion you were picked up. Looking up at Jade you saw the mask cover his face once more. That crescent moon covered his eyes and mouth as he kicked open the door to those viewing the show.

This was his tipping point. Marching up to Vil, with you still in his arms, Jade made it clear that the two of you wouldn’t participate in the making of Vil’s upcoming film. Even if this was your dorm leader and club, Jade couldn’t stand seeing your face be crushed because of him.

You had been so sucked into the scene you had forgotten none of this was true. The scene was a breakup between two fools who had been so in love they were scared to move further. Jade only agreed to play the part as you begged him for hours and because Azul knew it would bring publicity.

By now Jade had arrived at your room, he sat down onto the bed, with you still in his arms. Both hands unwilling to let go of you, head sinking into your neck, and the shaky breath of Jade’s could be heard closely. Wrapping your own hands around his broad back you apologized knowing this took too much on the two of you. Yet, no words fell out, only the sounds of relief.

There was once again a whisper of words in your ears. “My heart isn't made of glass and yet for you it shattered. The only fool here is me… I truly fell hard for you.” Similar to the tides of the ocean, Jade’s voice gave serenity to your thumping heart. You too wanted to calm Jade’s heart from the foolish event.

Picking up his face in your hands you whispered the sweet truth to Jade. Words of love and sweet joy for his ears. Gentle kisses along the corner of his eyes as you saw small tears which began to form. Soon enough your lips caught Jade’s to patch up the wounds of two fools who were so in love they only saw each other.

[yunoftheclouds]

Barbatos

And to think this was supposed to be just a sketch… I liked it too much not to render! ( ・∇・)

I don’t talk about him enough. I really like him. He’s one of my favourites.

[dishdogs]

I think hes down with the clown

[afkjourneyhasmebythethroat]

Kisses

SLIGHT NSFW PLEASE HEED WARNING

For most, kissing is a fun, pleasurable thing to do with your lovers. For Lorsan, kissing Bryon is one of his most favourite things to do. 

Being blindfolded means that Bryon’s four remaining senses are dialed up to an eleven at all times. While this means loud places are louder, strong smells are stronger and bad tastes are worse; it also means that all touch he experiences can either feel incredible or terrible. 

Kissing is one example of the incredible touches. 

Lorsan loves this about him. Loves how quickly his face and neck turns red, loves how he can pull small noises from him after only a few touches, how fast he melts into something pliable for Lorsan to lay kisses upon. 

Of course this does not mean that Lorsan is the one always taking the lead. There have been many times where Bryon has gotten impatient and taken charge. Holding Lorsan’s face tight in his hands as he kisses him deeply. Lorsan loves to tease, even when Bryon is taking control, he will let his hands wander. Up a shirt or down pants, he craves to watch his songbird melt.

[evany-star]

p-peter how are ya doin that

i dunno lois im scared

[broadwaygamer]

I made this yesterday and why are the best eyes I’ve done on a tiny piece of watercolor paper for a nude of minthara

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WHYD THIS THING I MAKE TURN OUT WELL. THIS WAS ON A TAPED 5x3 WATERCOLOR PAPER. WHY.

[and-the-flame-burns]

What fucking possessed me godt DAMN

anyways this is Argos! He’s very angry though. He’s also always slouched every time I draw him for whatever reason

Also there’s a very specific reason for the words. Mans did NOT HAVE A GOOD CHILDHOOD. He’s angry at his home town. Very Angry.

[thatoneuserwho]

Har har har har har har har har harrrr

[infernothechaosgod]

BRO I'm so proud of this line art oh my god what posessed me???

[phynoma]

Decided to post my silly art separate from the post which inspired it which is here

Have some poorly drawn Fionna & Cake fanart, I guess 😅

Bonus Finn

I will not clean up my shitty pencil drawings, thank u