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Do you accept?

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Wilbert’s humble beginnings,

Y’know before he was reintroduced to Julian. Who may have changed one of these things.

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The best place to sit

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Started running a ghost academy RP with a friend, and this man is my awful little grumpy man Jace, he wants to sleep and not go to class but he’s forced to anyway because he lives in a society.

I want to punt him into the sun.

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Wilbert and Julian’s sister Camellia bothering poor Julian, woe is me, poor poor Julian, having two people who love him enough to be bastards to him.

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Sketch day!!!

Remember to take a break from big projects on occasion to just silly sketch! Let some sketches be ugly or simple or terribly composed and if you get frustrated it’s okay to take breaks! 🫶

Most of these are just concept sketches or messing around with my brushes, or color modes.

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10 year redraw! Woooo!!! It’s a celebration day pow pow !!!💥 🎉🎉🎉🎉

How far i’ve come 🥹, It took so long to get to where I am now but damn if i’m not proud!

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Fully aware this is not the correct lyrics, and I’m okay with that, look at the blinks! Look at the lip sync! I did that! That’s new for me!

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Did you order kissies? I know you did, you cheeky bastard 🫰🫵

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Filling up a table with characters people have told me remind them of my character, tell me if there are other characters you are reminded of when you see my boy!! I am uncultured, but I am eager to have a full table of purple freaks.

I’m very obsessed with black sapphire cookie specifically, hello pookie, hey babygirl-

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Julian is always down, but he’s got chronic overthinker disorder. It’s a good thing Wilbert is a chronic underthinker.

It balances out.

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Suddenly he’s just so forward… Too forward.

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Excerpt because this scene makes me giggle and kick my feet, the line comes later down, but WAH.!!?

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He not only accepted the lightly weight of Wilbert's head on his, but his body welcomed it, becoming less tense. Julian did wonder now, that his head was clearer, why Wilbert seemed to have shifted immediately after what he said during dinner. Or maybe he’d finally understood what triggered it.

-"I never said not to touch me ever again. I simply want a reason behind it."

He stayed there waiting for his words to sink in and be understood, taking in the sweet and spicy scent that Wilbert carries. Right then, it was stronger, and the apple scent that he wore the day before, it was barely noticeable at all.

Wilbert had no idea what reason was valid in Julian’s eyes, was his reason really enough? He did just say ‘a reason.’ So maybe it was okay. To say whatever he thought in that moment, even if Julian would likely regret it once he realized that it was all so entirely benign.

-“Yeah…?”

He touched Julian’s hair lightly, stroking it and being briefly taken by how incredibly nice it felt between his fingers, attempting to test whether Julian would back out if he actually told him the truth.

-“Well, I’ve been curious if your hair was soft for while.”

Wilbert was finally starting to get what he meant. Julian had been quite annoyed the night before, having his hand touched in such a way, so softly, for absolutely no reason, or none that he would dare to admit, own up to.

But now, it felt quite soothing, to be touched in that manner. Wilbert was curious about his hair... but was that really it? Just plain curiosity, about the texture of Julian's hair? Even with his age, Wilbert sounded so pure and youthfull at times, cute even. There he was thinking about hair softness, when Julian was so focused on his natural scent. Now, he should see how far this man will go, when given the chance to do what he wants.

And to think that a moment ago, Julian was cursing off all the fey people he had met since moving to this new village.

-"Hmm... that so..."

Wilbert stilled for a moment, like he had expected something different in response. Then he moved his hand down through Julian’s hair and onto his hand, delicately running his thumb over any little blemish or scar he noticed on it. Yet that was not what he commented on.

“I figured the back of your hand might be less firm than your palms, then.”

His fingers ran up Julian’s arm and back again, yet deliberately ignored his tattoo and instead traced little swirls into his skin absentmindedly.

“Your arms aren’t as bulky as I thought either.”

After a moment he moved his hand down, resting on top of Julian’s thigh with a little more certainty.

“… Your legs look quite strong though.”

Julian continued leaning against Wilbert with his eyes closed, only making every touch of his more noticeable. He could feel light vibrations whenever he spoke, and how he focused on the parts of him uncovered by clothes, which weren't many. No one had ever been this curious without an ulterior motive, and as he continued, it was hard to keep thinking he was any different. Still, Julian allowed to do whatever his mind told him to, without moving away.

That changed though, once that hand was so confidently placed on his thigh. Julian could not help but let out a small sound, his body tensing as if the area was quite ticklish. He was aware of that sudden reaction, and immediately hid his face further as it became warmer. Before he realized, his hand had also lifted from the ground, now placed in the air as if he was about to hold on to something. But he didn't. Instead, Julian tried to relax once again, a little less successfully than before.

-"See...? I would totally be getting the wrong idea if you didn't tell me your reasoning just now."

Wilbert giggled and lifted his hand from his thigh, that sound was… really pretty. His ear flipped.

“Hm…”

He hummed and took Julian’s hand, wondering where it was going before bringing it down and placing his hand over it.

“And what of your reason?”

He said lightly and held on a little tighter, like he would only let go given an answer. Julian really was just so confusing, and yet he wanted his sudden affections very badly.

…This guy can't be serious. There is no way he isn't aware of what he is doing.

Julian sighed and then chuckled, shaking his head at Wilbert's words. Without answering him just yet, he raised his body, towering over Wilbert as he kneeled perfectly in front of him. The blush on his face was on full display just as his focused eyes. It wasn't the first time Julian looked at him this way, but now it was much more intense. Something really had triggered him just then.

-"I will admit, I have never kept my clothes on for this long after being touched like that."

He brings their hands together close to his lips, his gaze meeting Wilbert's, but still clearly holding back. Waiting for something. Anything.

-"I leaned against you because you smell snug and delicious. And my hand?... that was out of habit."

A mischievous smile appeared on his face, only visible once he brought both their hands down to his chest.

-"But it never touched you, right? I don't have to explain that one just yet...”

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Ahem.

I’m not blushing you’re blushing.

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I open my wallet and out cascades a comically long accordion of pictures of my OCs

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Look…

His greasy eyelids and slutty waistline have enthralled me. And I think he deserves nice things 👉🏼👈🏼

Garbage man Parris : Gelly

Asteros : Blufuxi

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hmmm….

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Kaido, an absolutely idiotic man with the heart of an angel, just loves food and friends and punching stuff into being his friend.

One day he will get his day in the spotlight!

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Julian’s favorite color…