“ if it’s a sore subject tell me to fuck off but, uh, you and rangiku… how’d you guys become a thing? “
❝ We met when we were kids, for starters. Stuck together 'n survived in the Rukongai -- eventually went and joined th' Academy, too. There was definitely crushin' on both sides in our earlier years, but we didn't really see it as that till we hit th' equivalent of our teens. I'd been promoted to lieutenant 'round the time things started gettin' serious. Guess y'could say she liked a badge 'n uniform on me a lot, 'nough to decide that outta all the guys practically throwin' themselves at her feet -- she wanted me. We kept things relatively hush-hush, professionalism 'n all not to mention I didn't want cap'n A... him to kill her. I think I've always loved her, even when I was younger... I jus' didn't have the word for it yet. Why, are ya thinkin' of confessin' your feelings to somebody special~? Take it from me, kid; don't hold it in. ❞
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@nightmarecountry sent:
[ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 ] ― sender paints a picture onto part of receiver’s body ( specify what & where ) [ i think alex should be allowed to use sila's chest as a canvas. they have made SUCH a mess. it's Art. ]
Sila squirms as Alex drags the paintbrush too close to the sensitive skin of his underarm. He hasn't opened his eyes to see what Alex is painting on his chest - if any paint is left where it's supposed to be. He can feel it dripping down his sides, pooling in his belly button, smeared across his throat. It's going to be hell to clean up, but it seems like a pretty good excuse to get Alex in the shower with him. He made the mess, after all, he can clean it up.
"Can I open my eyes yet?" he asks, when there's a break in brushstrokes. "I want to see what you've made me."
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c'est notre histoire de vie, douce et amère
drawn for the NeuviFuri Wedding week event over on twt!
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Latest commission for Anne!
I really really love to draw these quick sketches with the boys kissing softly 🥺💛
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this beautiful morn on god's green earth is as good a day as any to weed out the people who were just following me here for "uwu Somft Huggable Squishy" art (my art of plus size bodies), but don't actually care about fat people, as people, and feel personally offended the SECOND we vocalize frustration abt the fatphobia we experience.
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forgor to post this doodle i did for Milk a bit ago
the beeg mans, Butch belongs to @sans-guy <333
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I was like hey Why do this suspicious package by my door smell of pungent slime ?
alas it was the Thang
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Batmom and Jason Thought
Headcanon that batmom acts truly appalled if anyone tries telling her Jason did something bad.
"Jason? My sweet little Jason? how dare you try to insinuate and frame him, my boy, who has never done anything wrong in his entire life." with a glare so cold they accept their own defeat and leave the angry mother alone.
The first time it happened, Jason was terrified of getting in trouble, of disappointing you when he made a mistake and someone was just too eager to tattle on him. He didn't mean to bother someone at the gala-
Bruce never fails to find it hilarious. 'your sweet little innocent Jason? the one I met while he was stealing the batmobile's tires?'
You fix a playful glare at him, not changing your tone and patting Jason's hair while he hides beside you at the party "who has never done anything wrong in his life Bruce. Look at him, an angel."
Your proud tone and curling lips are enough to make Jason laugh too, forgetting about how stressed he was about a gala, and is happy the rest of the night to just sit with you and smile because he's "your little boy."
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