#my OGS will know lmaoo

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

i realized they had the same birthday (dec 21st) so i was like "yoooo i should draw them together"

silly bonus:

[jazzzzzzhands]

Today is my Birthday!!!

And my gift to myself is a re-draw of my Favorite Wally picture!!!

I honestly just had so so so much FUN with this!

I LOOOOOVE lineart!!

Please actually take my Lineart, it looks like a coloring page!

I'm actually so so proud of this QwQ

[9xyzt]

wips occuring

uys i have soooo many drawing ideas um sorry for not really posting finished art i will cook something up soon.. i just get de motivated really quickly when drawing because of wanting everything to be on model or replicating something else and i like lost my artstyle outside of how i like to shade

BUT i made like an entire google doc of drawing ideas and im constantly thinking of more that i need to add so hopefully once i get better at dr artstyle i will drop art ALSO JESUS CHRIST once i can better manage my time w schoolwork i swear ill draw cheren and black art but for now im just trying to draw what appeals to me immediately to make it a little easier SORRYYRY ill also try to reread pokespe bw and um actually continue beyond oras AND FINISH HOMESTUCK BRUH ohh mmy god ive just been waiting for the next voxus but golly ... i got kinda bored i just miss equius. My one true love. Me.

UM ANYWAY sorry for such a lengthy lore update! i should have more time this week but i need to go to bed rn and take melatonin

[gifti3]

is asmo the only person in the game with skin issues??

is he just unlucky or is everyone else in the game not as obsessed over super clear skin and dont worry too much when acne happens?

[cigarettedolly13]

Sorry I’ve been MIA!!! I’ve been busy + I was out of town for the week visiting my bf and now I’m just kind of depression spiraling again. I’ve been drawing M2 related stuff though and feeling a little better, maybe I’ll upload those if I can get around to digitally rendering them. Aside from that I do feel compelled to make a detailed guide to secondhand shopping for goth fashion if anyone is interested in that! I’ve been slowly getting back into the gothic subculture for a minute, so that’s what’s compelled me to think about this. But yeah, aside from that I just haven’t felt like being perceived online in a minute tbh.

[loghainmactirs-archive]

Ghilanna rotating in my brain as I decide what to do w her

[guinevereslancelot]

Another WIndy ask...i don't know if this is canon in the reboot Walker but if I'm correct i think that in the og series the main character finds out that they have Native American ancestors, if it IS canon in the reboot i think it's safe to say Calabby is endgame 👀

ohh i didn't know that!! i knew chuck norris was part native american though so there's that too!

[smoreal]

I LOVE watching music theory videos and I just remembered that I can combine my two favorite things to enjoy a single even BETTER thing

[miffy-00]

i literally cannot stop thinking about jean being the epitome of getting no play despite being so fine

like his friend literally clown on him so hard for like being one of the finest guys in their fg but once he starts opening his mouth he repels girls 😭😭 i picture eren and connie being the meanest.

“tbh he’s wasted genetics” “what are you good for bro..” eren is his biggest hater hes like “talking about girls won’t get you a girl man you need to talk to them” and “i can try help you but it would just be a waste of my time” and ITS MESSING HIM UPPP LMAOO WHY AM I BEING SO MEAN TO MY BBY. okay anyways yeah he just gets even more in his head about talking to girls

i don’t even think jean is THAT bad when talking to girls like he’s not rude or gross but more so just SOOOO awkward. like he’s confident bc he knows he is fine but he is also soooo unsure of who he REALLY is and it shows iwl. like he just covers everything he says with sarcasm as a way to avoid being deep and personal. bc jean is so emotional and can really see eachothers emotions and feelings but i think it’s hard for him to be open. it really comes out when he’s talking with girls though he’s like yes i’m so ready to talk to her but he just misses the mark. every. single. time.

“you’re cute, but i know that so it doesn’t even matter”

and bless him bc he’s so happy with himself. but it makes no sense. you’re so puzzled and he’s just looking at your adorable face but then he’s repeating it under his breath bc you look so confused.

“you’re..cute..but..i..know….i..know..?” then the light bulb comes and “oh shit, i meant that you’re cute but you know that so there’s um..no point in me talking to you” and he’s so embarrassed bc it’s equally as shit the og way. but he’s rubbing the back of his neck and avoiding eye contact.

but yk you’re patient you wait it out. you giggle and he’s just becoming more attracted to you bc why wouldn’t he be ! and you lean in to him making him more comfortable and say “it’s nice to be complimented. thank you” and he’s just so happy like he would never admit it but he loves when a girl takes the lead ! your head is slightly tilted you’re looking up at him through your lashes your glossy lips are curving into a smile like he can feel your body and energy next to him and it’s driving him cray cray !

“youre jean right?” you smile “it’s crazy you really do live up to the rumours” you start to giggle again. jean is giggling too just because you are and is ignoring what you just said. until he clocks it and he’s like oh fuck

“my rumours…i have rumours…what..rumours?” rubbing his neck again is clearly a habit for him when he’s nervous. internally, jean is worrying so bad like rumours RUMOURS ?!?! i think jean knows his reputation is a bit um yk divided let’s say ! but he’s genuinely feeling something with you so whatever bad flirting story it is he is literally praying that you still like him.

“that you can’t flirt. for shit. if a gun was pointed at your head you’d break down and tell your family you’ll miss them bc yk you’re going to die“ and jean is relieved there was too many stories that could be used against him but a simple “you can’t flirt” he could live with that.

“oh..yeah..it’s true ! i’m fine but the f in fine doesn’t stand for flirting with girls” he joked, desperately wanting for your approval “who told you you’re fine ? hmm? maybe i just can’t see it ?” you tease but he starts scrambling “i was just um joking mb mb” throwing his hand up and rubbing his neck AGAIN you have him sick lol. “ i was just playin with you jean.. you’re fine…but yk that though so we don’t need to talk”

he shakes his head and starts laughing. you two are a giggly mess. you’re matching his energy PERFECTLY and he’s so down with it “if we can’t talk right now.. can i get your number..” he’s PRAYING on this on you because seriously you match his energy so well and there’s just something so magnetic about you and he just wants more. like he can’t even look at you he is down BAD he’s never waited so anxiously for something in his life

“pass your phone…” he’s fumbling around in all his pockets his hands are sweaty and he’s like juggling his phone just to not drop it. he hands he phone and even if it’s just for a second his hand touch’s yours and you guys are smiling like idiots at eachother. his heart is pounding he’s so nervous around you. “anddd..done…bye bye jean” you chastely kiss his cheek and walk away with a grin plastered all over your face. and as you walk away eren and connie walk in.

“you good man?” and he’s just in shock jaw is wide open hand covering his mouth and he is gripping his phone. he’s just staring at his phone thinking maybe i can flirt… he’s full on reflecting on himself and thinking what the fuck i did it i really did it.. and eren and connie are just shaking him and slapping his face to like break him out of his comatose state LMAOO

but when he starts speaking again and reveals what happened theyre like “I KNEW YOU COULD DO THAT SHIT! lowkey we’ve been sleeping on you man !” and “about fucking time man well done” and the hug that men do follows and there’s even more hyping up after they find out it’s you that he pulled “NAH I DONT BELIEVE IT I DONT BELIEVE IT” connie legit starts jumping up and down he’s hyped and eren he’s like a dad or something patting him on the back and saying “good job” 😭

that was the day jean flirting worked successfully

a/n: gulp this is so scary !! first post..but tell me what you think i’m open to literally any feedback and i hope you enjoyy

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

abandonware v2

[bigcats-birds-and-books]

TAXES: VANQUISHED!!!!

.,,.,.okay so like. what if. INSTEAD of doing my taxes or starting this new book i'm excited for or knitting [REDACTED]. i pulled out the ten-year-old notebooks with hundred and forty pages of the preliminary, we'll pretend i haven't made it Much Worse Since Then Hell AU for lucius, and read those instead.

consider: said pages include velociraptors, and precursors to the wolves (beloved)

[leclercloml]

Bunny? It's MIFFY | FT7

Pairing: Ferran Torres x french!reader

Summary: in which ferran's girlfriend is obsessed with the miffy plushie.

Genre: SMAU

Warninga: grammar mistakes probably, google translated spanish & french

Author's note: this one is made specially for @zowanew the og miffy girl, ilysm and i hope you like it 🤍 (most of the pics contains Sira Martinez and I know she's not french but for the fic let's pretend she is)

yourinstagram

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yourinstagram the love of my life and Ferran 🐰🤍

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ferrantorres did I just got replaced my a literal stuff toy?

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⤷ferrantorres stuff toy.

⤷yourinstagram blocked.

⤷username Ferran ilysm but don't you dare call miffy a stuff toy ever again.

liked by yourinstagram

⤷username she liked 😭😭

mikkykiemeny my girl 🤍

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ferrantorres I love you ❤️

⤷yourinstagram I love you too I guess.

⤷ferrantorres you guess?!!

⤷pedri 😂🫵🏻

⤷username LMAO 😭😭

pablogavi i could use that as a punching bag.

⤷ferrantorres please do, you're doing everyone a favour

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username okay but can we talk about how cute these two are?? No?? Anyone??

ferrantorres

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ferrantorres Mi novia 🩷

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yourinstagram he won a banana for me cause there was no game which winning prize was miffy 😔☝🏻

⤷ferrantorres be grateful?!

⤷yourinstagram I AM.

⤷username y/n would choose miffy over Ferran anyday

liked by yourinstagram

⤷username she liked the comments lmfao, poor Ferran.

pedri why was I not invited?

⤷ferrantorres as if you don't thirdwheel us 6/7 times a week.

⤷pedri exactly. It should be 7/7

⤷yourinstagram no. give us a break.

⤷pedri R U D E.

⤷pablogavi it's ok bro, we both can hangout 🫂

⤷pedri i would rather chew on a glass.

⤷username HELPP

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username still can't believe how Ferran bagged her.

⤷mikkykiemeny me too.

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username everyday i open Instagram, saw these fuckers on my feed, wonder when it'll be me, cry myself to sleep, and then repeat.

⤷username us moment 🫂

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caption: Ma vie 🩷 (my life)

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ferrantorres thought that was that rabbit but okay te amo ❤️

⤷yourinstagram for the last time ferran torres garcia it's MIFFY.

⤷ferrantorres rabbit.

⤷yourinstagram sleep at Pedri's today.

⤷ferrantorres I'M JOKING.

mikkykiemeny can't believe I got replaced by a basic white boy 😔.

⤷yourinstagram OFCOURSE NOT, you're my no.1

⤷mikkykiemeny I better be

pedri why was I not invited again.

⤷yourinstagram can you shut the fuck up?

Twitter

iMessage

Fer<3

look what I just found

y/n

Ferran mfing Torres!!!!

You better bring one of em home

Fer<3

One? Nah.

y/n

Wjwhakshsh

Je t'aime tellement!!! (I love you so much)

Come home as soon as you can.

Fer<3

I love you too!!!

On my way

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yourinstagram the gift giver vs the gifts, Je t'aime 😭🩷

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ferrantorres te amo ❤️

⤷yourinstagram je t'aime aussi ❤️(i love you too)

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⤷ferrantorres no.

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username cuties 😭🫶🏻

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mikkykiemeny I'm better than both

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username I want what they have.

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Grace's note: this one was quite fun, I hope you like it @zowanew and Ferran literally loves you.

[theorphicangel]

Satoru thought 1:

Him talking to random objects about us

(This isn't og thought. hope that's ok with u, tho.)

..ik this is dry T.T I lose my ability to put my thoughts together whenever I open the ask box..

the last para is so me, I literally have to re-read everything I say before I send an ask LMAOO

“do you think she’ll like this or this more?”

silence.

“yeah, I was thinking this one too. Thanks for the advice.” he hesitates for a few seconds, “maybe she’ll like this one more though.”

“who the fuck are you talking to?”

“HOLY—baby, how long have you been standing there?!”

and you don’t miss the way that his arms quickly hide behind his back, noticing each hand holding a small object.

“Are you talking to yourself?”

“No…” a light pink blush reaches from his cheeks to the tips of his ears.

you spot a small plushie on the counter, the one that you had brought home from the local annual fair. a night of toru’s multiple failed attempts to win you the grand prize, resulting in him to going home ultimately defeated.

“it’s all rigged baby—“

“I know, i know.” you pat his head softly, “at least that man was nice enough to give you a small one for effort.”

if any one does ask, he definitely won you the plushie.

that same prize now sat lopsided on the counter, a goofy smile on stitched on its face, almost mimicking the guilty figure in your kitchen.

you stare deadpan at the two of them.

“it’s a gift.” He clears his throat, “a surprise.”

“really?”

“Y-yeah.” he murmurs, “it’s just a pair of earrings but I wasn’t sure which one you’d like more so I got both and then I was asking milo which one is better and I think the silver but maybe—“

satoru’s ramble was soon cut off by your lips crashing onto his. “thank you ‘toru, I love them.”

“but you haven’t seen which one is better..”

“doesn’t matter I love them.” you continue to pepper kisses on his soft lips, hands caged around his face.

“hey, hey, not too much in front of milo.” he interrupts, turning the plushie away from watching the two of you.

“you’re so silly.”

“but you love me?”

“I do love you.”

“more than milo?”

“what kind of question is that?” you frown, “you can’t ask me that.”

“So you’re not even saying no? wowwww betrayal at its finest….just when you think you know some people.”

“you knew the answer already!”

(Send a Friday gojo thought)

[gifti3]

[arlestial]

Hiii your pink theme is very cute i just wanted to ask could you mabye write boyfriend hcs for luna from bllk?

❝i regret you all the time❞

synopsis : He was a player, a womanizer. You were his top-prized desire : completely unreachable. But hell, he’d chase after you halfway around the world if he had to.

pairing : Leonardo Luna x genderneutral!reader •— Blue Lock

tw : angst and comfort at the end, a tad suggestive (nothing too extreme), a sort of ennemies to lovers ? (Uses of "womanizer" but the rest can be read as genderneutral)

word count : 2350~ words

author-note : Hi !! It’s been a long time since I’ve wrote for Luna, so I hope it’s good. Im actually extremely proud of this one. It’s not really hcs, I got carried away LMAOO. I was busy finishing One Piece, (btw don’t be shy and drop some requests in my ask box :)) Thank you for your request (and your kind words 💗), and take care of yourself ♡

LEONARDO LUNA never had to "search" for someone. Truly, he was a dick. Sleeping with women every nights, leaving without a note nor a call, the sheets still tangled from the activities the day prior. Simply, enjoying small pleasures where his job as a professional player leaded him to. And then he saw you, at a random bar while he was drinking with his teammates. Dancing with your friends, oh so gracefully, smiling and laughing with all your teeth, all prettily dressed. He swore he’d never seen someone as angelic as you. So, he smiled to himself, and with all his ego and his pride, an overly confidence, he walked to you.

Everything went extremely quickly. He was too stunned to speak, to let any sound escape from his lips as you walked away from him, rolling your eyes. His teammates never laughed so hard : Leonardo Luna, the og womanizer, just got humbled by being rejected ? He was mad. It was so embarrassing. His cheeks were flushed in a deep red, and he cursed under his breath. How ? Were you blind, perhaps ? It was the first time ever he got rejected by a woman, and he hated it. But for some reason, a reason he didn’t understand, he wanted to try again. He didn’t want to let you go, not just yet. So he hurried to follow you towards the exit of the bar, his teammates still laughing their asses off, much to Luna’s dismay. He wanted to grab your wrist, but he stopped himself.

"Hey, don’t you know me ? Like.. you live in a cavern or something ?"

You turned to face him, and let out a sigh.

"Actually, I just don’t care. I’m not interested."

Luna frowned. Okay, so you knew he was a famous soccer player. But you weren’t interested by any means ? He smirked. You were playing hard to get.

"Come on. Just give me one chance ?"

"Listen. You’re a player. Everybody knows it. I’m not interested when it comes to assholes who play with people’s feelings like you."

He scoffed, a cocky laugh escaping from his throat. Okay, maybe you were right. He liked your attitude. He leaned on the doorframe, a teasing grin dancing on his lips.

"You don’t find me attractive ?"

"I’ve seen much better."

And with these words, a mocking smile on your face, you left the bar, walking in the empty, dark streets without any worry. Luna gasped dramatically, and hurried to follow you in your tracks.

"So you’re gonna follow me now ? What a creep."

"Nah. Just walking you home."

"I’ve never asked you to do that."

"’M just being a gentleman."

You chuckled. His cocky attitude was pitiful.

"Didn’t know you were a chaser, after all. Disappointed because I haven’t fallen for you the first time you talked to me ?"

"I’m definitely not.", he smirked, "But for you, I’d be one, doll."

"Quit the petname, dude. We’re not together."

"Yet.", he corrected. You sighed, amused by his determination.

LEONARDO LUNA wasn’t capable of letting you go. Well, you piqued his interest, after all. He wasn’t used to be rejected, but you made this rejection so sweet, so intoxicating. He couldn’t get enough. He walked you home, and with a little persuasion (aka, promising you he wasn’t going to spam you all the time) he got your Instagram (he giggled like a teenager when he saw that you accepted his request on your private account.) Since that day, you were always there in his thoughts, day and night, more than he had excepted. It was a game of cat and mouse : him, constantly flirting with you, and you, ignoring or rejecting him again and again. His teammates were confused; he wasn’t the type to run after someone, it was quite the opposite. Luna was used to be a living fantasy for most women and men, he didn’t even had to try to please. But it was different this time. Always refusing to go on dates with him, refusing his gifts or his advances. You were completely unreachable, a hopeless and absurd desire of his. What Luna wanted, Luna got; and right now, he felt like a frustrated little child who had just been denied the toy he wanted his mother to buy him at the mall. And gosh, the more inaccessible you were, the more he craved- no, needed you. So, he took his phone in his hands, and once again, searched for your account in his Instagram conversations (actually, he didn’t have to search. You were on top of his contacts, probably because he decided that he won’t talk to anyone until you accept a date from him.) and texted you. You were peacefully reading a book on your couch when you heard a ding from your phone, followed by a buzzing sound. You closed your book and reached for your phone, watching Luna’s text on your wallpaper. (In all honesty, you were - each time - surprised to see a certified account sending you a message, before realizing that it was Luna. Again.)

4:47p.m. | leonardoluna : Hey, doll

just wondering if you were free tonight ?

- read at 4:48p.m.

4:51p.m. | yn.ln : hi, yeah i am. why ?

- read at 4:51p.m.

Luna smiled at the screen. He lied down on his bed, back pressed against the mattress as he waited for your answer impatiently.

4:51p.m. | leonardoluna : care to join me for dinner ? my treat, obviously

- read at 4:51p.m.

He rolled on his bed, his elbows now resting on the sheets. He sighed in defeat. You weren’t answering. You were probably gonna reject him again - with or without a proper excuse once more. He turned off his phone, throwing it behind him on the bed, frustrated and disappointed - wait. Did he just heard his phone ringing ?? He hurried to grab his phone, unlocking it messily, his eyes almost glued to the screen.

5:00p.m. | yn.ln : why not

- read at 5:01p.m.

You agreed ? A huge grin displayed on his face as he celebrated his victory with a disconcerting enthusiasm.

5:00p.m. | leonardoluna : coming to pick you up at 8, then ?

- read at 5:00p.m.

5:01p.m. | yn.ln : sure. sounds good to me

see ya then :)

- read at 5:01p.m.

5:01p.m. | leonardoluna : see you, pretty

promise you’re gonna like it. picking a good place rn

- read & liked by yn.ln at 5:03p.m.

He jumped off his bed, immediately calling a fancy restaurant to book a table. He knew the owner, so he arranged a table for you two. Luna thanked him. He wanted to kick himself : this stupid, huge grin painted on his face, that he couldn’t erase. This feeling was astonishing; maybe, it was his chance to pull you ! Finally, after all these efforts.

LEONARDO LUNA’s smile dropped, his joy fever slowly fading to a terrible dread. At first, he just wanted you in his bed. A one-night-stand without any worries, without fuss. But here he was, giggling like a teenager in love for a random person that wasn’t interested a single bit ? What the fuck was he doing ? He frowned. Was it a mistake ? He didn’t want to be in a relationship. It was too much to handle for him, the distance, the attention to give, the responsibilities that came in the package. What was he supposed to do, now ? He was anxious. He never felt anxious. He sat down on his bed, his face in his hands, exhaling deeply. He looked at your text, over and over and over and over again. You wanted to see him. He felt nauseous, probably for the first time in his entire life. And right now, the thrill of it all disappeared, giving way to a terrible, overwhelming, sensation of pressure.

You were standing outside of your house, rubbing your arms in an attempt to ease the goosebumps on your skin, arisen by the night cold breeze.

8:15p.m.

Maybe you should’ve stayed by the fireplace, at least for some minutes.

8:25p.m.

Okay, he was just late. A latecomer, huh. You should’ve wore something else, at least, not these short clothes.

8:35p.m.

It’s probably his job. Being a professional soccer player has its flaws, for sure. You should’ve called him, at least, to tell him you were waiting him to pick you up outside, like it was planned.

8:40p.m.

You decided to text him again - now, a bit worried. You should’ve asked him to meet at the restaurant directly, at least, to know where you were supposed to go. Perhaps he had a car accident ? You frowned, seeing his "online" status on Instagram. You looked at the conversation another time.

8:05 | yn.ln : sorry, I just got out, took a bit too much time to prepare lmao

you’re probably driving, so be safe

anyway, i’m waiting outside for you to pick me up :)

- read at 8:42p.m.

8:15p.m. | yn.ln : is everything okay ?

- read at 8:42p.m.

8:22p.m. | yn.ln : Luna ? It’s not funny yk

I can walk to the restaurant if you have an issue, just give me the address

- read at 8:42p.m.

8:40p.m. | yn.ln : for fuck’s sake, im worried, can’t you just answer the damn phone ?

where are you ??

luna ?

- read at 8:42p.m.

8:42p.m. | yn.ln : gosh, you’re here, I was scared something happened to you

i’m outside, is everything okay ?

- read at 8:50p.m.

8:50p.m. | yn.ln : you’re not gonna answer, are you ?

- read at 8:52p.m.

Tears in the corner of your eyes, you bit your inside cheek in a faint attempt to keep them from falling angrily on your cheeks. Your hands were trembling - from the cold, or from the frustration ? Honestly, you didn’t know. Obviously, he played with you. It was his goal since the very first night. How could you be this fucking dumb ? Naive ? He just wanted you in his bed, and he was tired already of his new toy, aka, you. So he threw you away, like he did with everyone else. You were too silly, artless, to think that someone like him could like someone like you. Incisive insecurities, bittersweet thoughts, appalling regrets, permeated your mind as you turned off your phone, deciding to take a walk outside to soothe your nerves.

8:54p.m. | yn.ln : you’re a fucking asshole. i should’ve listened the rumors about your mf face.

how could I believed you ??

srs, go fuck yourself.

you are the biggest regret I’ve ever had

- read at 8:58p.m.

8:59p.m. | yn.ln : go on, spend your whole life fucking people like they actually want you, ig.

- read at 9:00p.m.

Maybe it was childish, but you needed to get those feelings out of your chest. You were disappointed, felled even. Your friends warned you, but you haven’t listened. How could you ? He was so nice to you all the time, always asking about your day and all. You always refused to go on dates with him, thinking he was just playing for a night with you. But after one month, you sincerely thought he wanted a deeper connexion with you than just sex. And you were wrong, of course.

LEONARDO LUNA never drove this quick. He was probably like - at 110 k.p.h on a 50 k.p.h road. His hand on the steering wheel, the other on the gear lever, pulling the car out of the intersection. He haven’t even cared about the others that were honking several times because of his awful (and dangerous) driving, his thoughts were busy, because of you, and only you. He was so stupid. So fucking stupid. To think that it was a bad idea to talk to you, to get accustomed to your texts, to your honey-like voice when you were calling him. He liked you. Maybe even more, he didn’t know. He parked his car messily on the sidewalk, getting weird stares and side-eyes from passers-by. He spotted your walking figure and immediately ran after you, his breath short and unsteady. Good thing he knew where you lived since the night he walked you home, one month ago. He bit his lip when he grabbed your wrist, and you turned to face him, tears rolling down your cheeks. He hated himself, right now.

9:11p.m.

"You ? Fucking bastard, leave me alone." You sharply said, trying to get away from his grasp. He immediately took you in his arms, one of his hands resting on the back of your head, stroking your soft hair. He shoved your face on his chest, trying to reassure you.

"I’m- I’m so sorry. I got nervous. I’m just not used to feel this kind of things towards someone. It’s the first time; actually. I was scared. Scared of being rejected with true, heavy, feelings, this time. I beg you,", he inhaled, his voice wobbly, "please, forgive me."

"I can’t trust you.", you mumbled, your voice muffled by his clothed chest, trying to push him away as harshly as you could.

"You can. I didn’t think- fuck. It’s hard to say that. That I could fall for someone so quickly, so easily. It’s so simple to talk to you, I’ve never felt so comfortable around someone in my overall, miserable existence. I want to give you my whole heart, my whole soul, okay ? I fucked up, I know. And I truly don’t deserve you. But I can’t help, but being selfish again, one last time, please, just wanting you, your smile, your laughs, your soft touches, wanting you by my side permanently. That’s all I’m asking for. A second chance, because I don’t want anybody else to have you. I want to be the one you come home to, the one you think of when life is all troubles and worries."

"Look at me. Tell me you hate me, reject me over, I’m not worth your attention. But I won’t stop thinking about you, I’m just not able to do it. Don’t let me down. Please."

You tilted your head up, seeing his green eyes wet already. His trembling hands wandered to your cheeks, gently stroking them, as if you were made of porcelain that his sins could shatter into tiny million of pieces, in a instant.

He leaned and pressed a tender kiss on your lips, his free hand searching so naturally for yours, intertwining your fingers together. When he pulled away, he gave you a small, weak smile, as if he’s seen his whole world being destroyed by a zephyr. You returned the smile, as he wiped away your tears.

"Promise not to let me go, then.", you answered in a whisper, your heart beating at an unsteady, loving pace.

"I won’t."

You both laughed slightly at the cheesy scene, his enamoured gaze drowning into yours.

"Now come on, honey, we have a date to attend to."

LEONARDO LUNA thought that, at first, you were a challenge. A cocky challenge, egos swinging, wondering if he could pull you like he always did with everyone. What Leonardo Luna wants, Leonardo Luna gets. However, now, he was just a puppy running after you, completely smitten. He liked to say that he was in charge, in control : but everybody knew that you had him wrapped around your finger.

[amethyst-marshmallow]

my computer is broken lol so i did a lot of traditional art :3

Frisk on paper MIGHT have cooked🙏🙏🙏

Other things under the cut

So in order the characters are

1: idk what to name them but they are an astronaut dog, they also have a space suit but I was too lazy to draw them in it lol. the picture was inspires by me listening to Grahm Cartna specifically the .temp playlist grr I love it but TMP2 is my fav

2: Camo, a fox/dog hybrid inspired by kittydogs (I LOVE THEM SM AKSHJAID) I need to rewrite their backstory but I think originally they were some sort of experement that made their eyes super sensitive so they wore a blindfold??? but they could still see through it cuz thats how sensitive their eyes were??? idk I forgor I was like 10 when i made it up lmaooo

3: Glitches (if youre an og (no one) you know them) a tv head, this sketch isnt colored, but I am redesigning them theyre an old oc aaa I dont have much to say about them lmaoo

4: a lotta people, including me trying to find out how to dress up camo cuz idk what he should wear

5 omg no way its Frisk from Undersnail aaa so crazy the picture was inspired by the song bitter choco decoration such a good song yay