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Could I see VY2 in your style? ps. I really love you art ; w;;

I needed to redraw this fucker anyway

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Confetti and balloons for the birthday kid  ヽ( °٢ ° ) ﾉ

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１hr skate. Was a YOI bait but I didn’t take it.

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Happy birthday, VY2.

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Guzma’s no fool; they’ve had enough new recruits before that he can tell when one of his little shits still isn’t quite sure who’s who. After all, it’s not like they’re formal in any sense of the word; he knows there’s organized crime rings abroad that had orientations or other weird shit, made you remember who was who by your first day, but man, Skull wasn’t about that. Instead, Guzma liked to think they were pretty hands-off when it cam to administrative shit; just try and make some cash for the gang and don’t cause enough trouble to get caught doing it, and that’s really where any of the non-house-related hardassery ended. But all of that aside, Guzma liked to know who his grunts were, and what was more, he likes to know that they knew who he was, because it just made getting shit done that much easier.

Vinny clenched his teeth, watching the broad back of his boss. His hands naturally curled into a fist by his side. The arrogant tone of his superior just aggravated him. But with the consistent trickling of the rain pounding in his ears, he could only let out a tired sigh. The rain quenched his anger. He wordlessly followed behind, hearing the white haired nut case yap. 

As he released his fist, his hand did not follow to his side but began scratching at it. It wasn’t the rain itself that Vinny hated. No, Vinny didn’t mind the rain so much. Having been born in one of the rainiest months, Vinny used to like the rain a lot. There was something tranquil about it. What bothered Vinny was the pitter-patter of the raindrops, the darkness that ensued with it, the looming of the clouds, and all the memories associated with it. Even if the skull leader said not to worry about it, that was easier said than done. 

“That’s not what bothers me, Sir,” Vinny replied and attitude ringing as he addressed the skull boss. He looked away into the endless rain. He was at the wrong place at the wrong time then and now. On this rainy day full of bad vibes. He was tired of the guy’s strange way of talking, this region’s even more irritating weather and everything that came with it. Regardless, nobody needed to know why he hated the rain. His finger nails clawed at his side unconsciously. “I’ll be fine. Besides, idiots don’t catch colds. Don’t you think this would be a good way to weed out the weak? Let’s just hurry. I need a smoke.” Vinny pulled his hat down and scurried ahead.

The Ropes || Vinny & Guzma

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Break my muse with 5 words or less.

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With his grip on her wrist, she let her facial features soften. The way he spoke to her now. It changed from a minute ago, she briefly wondered what kind of damage she really caused to him when she left those years ago. How he said her name, she could feel waves of nostalgia. 

She felt like she was drowning.

Vincent was asking her to take a walk with him. Did he want to talk.. sort things out? 

Start over..? No, she shook off the excess emotions that came flooding in with the tide. It wasn’t wise to jump to such a conclusion. 

“Of course-” She spoke quietly. “How could I say no after everything.”

How did he manage to stand the sight of her, someone who claimed to have loved him. Only to abandon him shortly after. What did he do in that time, his hooligan appearance caused folks to stare. To stay away. There was something that just kept drawing her towards him. 

Vinny’s eyes continue to gaze at her sharp hands. The world around him was finally coming back to reality but there was only one gaze he truly felt upon him: Sephy’s. His heart froze for just a moment when his invitation was accepted. She could’ve said no but she didn’t. She didn’t say no. She didn’t. Vinny let his feet lead them away.

“It’s fine. It’s fine.” He muttered mindless, repeating those words to himself aloud. Even if it didn’t feel fine, he needed that verbal reassurance. She wasn’t at fault. Vinny didn’t blame her at all. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. 

His mind was a torrent of thoughts, washing over him, drowning him, carrying him downwards. The way she responded, the way she so readily accepted his offer, all he could think about was her. This sea witch stalking behind him named Sephy. All the things he wanted to forget, tried to forget. All of it came back in a flood. His gaze darting back and forth between the beach landscape and her lonely hand.

There were too many emotions, swirling like a whirlpool, settling in the pits of his stomach. This harsh silence gave him a moment to reorganize his feelings. Why did she come with him today when she left him before? Of course he was heartbroken but he couldn’t bring himself to be angry as he should be. That was the first time he had been dumped too. He was angry but years of growing up left him mellow. 

He glanced at her printed hand again. What happened between their time apart? She was always very peculiar, so different from any other girl he dated. She was the only one in his heart then as it is now. What did he want to say? He had left a whole list behind in Kanto. She had captured him in Kanto. He was still hers. He had always been hers whether he realized it or not. Finally he could bare the silence no longer. 

He turned to her, stunned by her appearance. She was so far his opposite. Sephy was a proper girl, so cute in her black sun hat, her precious book clutched tightly in her hands with sun’s glaring at her clear crystal eyes. His mouth was held agape. Why would she be following a ruffian like him? Wasn’t she concerned for herself? 

There was one thing he wanted to start with before he could find the courage to ask what he really wanted. Was he really worth saving that day? What was she doing all this time? Was their time together pointless? Was it enough? Was his debt finally repaid? After all these years, wondering if it was enough, was this his chance at an answer? But most importantly:

“Have you been well…? It’s been awhile…”

🔪 | vinny

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Vinny mustered the best smile he could. Something convincing, something pretending to be genuine. Her strange, kalosian accent was both charming and hilarious. It took all his strength to stifle his laughter. Still, he greeted the tourist with a pleasant smile. 

“You’re not from around here, huh. You stand out so much, not in a bad way of course. I mean, I couldn’t stop looking. I figured as a local, I should help you out. It’s what my organization does,” He says with a smooth fluidity. He wasn’t a local either, but it wouldn’t be a lie to say that he lived here. Even if that wasn’t part of his original travel plan. His lips maintain that sharp upward curve as his snake tongue weaves lie after lie. “I suppose I should start by saying my name is Vinny and welcome to Alola.” 

Waving his hands in a circular motion, he taught the maiden the local greeting. And that was as far as his knowledge of the region went let alone the city they were in. The overly friendly greeting, the ridiculous hand motions, the relaxed atmosphere, There was nothing homey about this place at all. In fact, Vinny could feel goosebumps forming as he perfected that fake grin. Sincerity was not for the hooligan. The blazing sun boiled the blood flowing beneath his skin. 

“I hope I didn’t startle you.” He wanted to gag. “I don’t normally dress like this.” He could care less about his fashion. Alola was too damn hot for his tastes anyhow. “It’s meant to stand out though. It’s my uniform.” Work is work and that’s what he was doing. Every job has its requirements and compromises that Vinny could deal with.  It was better styled than his Rocket uniform in any case. He looked her straight in the eye as a sneer slipped onto his expression. His chest huffed out in pride. “I’m part of Team Skull.”

Food For The Starved | Serena & Vinny

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🏚 & 🎠

>>🏚- Does your muse like to explore dangerous places?

“Danger is for idiots trying to throw their life away. I’m not about that... Not anymore at least.”

>>🎠- Does your muse like amusement parks/carnivals/festivals?

“Amusement parks, carnivals and festivals are a hub for candy and sweets. Hell yeah I like them...! Albeit it is noisy though...”

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💎- Is your muse drawn to things that sparkle?

>>💎- Is your muse drawn to things that sparkle?

“Money is sparkly, I like money. That obviously counts, yeah?”

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🔖 ( anything going on up there, vinny ? )

>>🔖- Is your muse a daydreamer? What do they tend to think about? Have they ever caught themselves while lost in thought?

nope nothing to see here

“Hmm? Oh sorry. I’ve been dozing off. You’re kinda creepy asking what I’m dreaming about. Having a dude asking me that? Gross.”

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🗑 WHERE HE BELONGS (I'm sorry I couldn't resist)

>>🗑 - I’ll draw my character in a trash can

ok i cheated for t his

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This is your local meme prince speaking to you beyond the grave

i know i have a ton of memes to fill out from thurs so to those who sent them in, sorry for the delay. I’ll see if I can get a few of them done tonight if not all of them. As far as being a thread tracker goes 

Owe: Serena, Skull Father

Waiting: Ex gf Sephy. 

and uhhh i think that’s i (I think). Although I’m technically on hiatus I guess you can message me and we can plot something while I use this week off to catch up on life. 

kthxbye

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i dig my toes into the sand, the ocean looks like a thousand diamonds  strewn across a blue blanket. i lean against the wind, pretend that i am weightless and in this moment i am happy. i wish you were here.

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Unusual questions for your muse

🛌- Does your muse prefer to sleep under many layers of blankets or only under a few? 🎀- Does your muse like to accessorize? What are their favorite pieces of accessories? 🎐- Does your muse like to collect/hoard anything? 🛋- Does your muse like to have company over? 📱- Is your muse the “oversharing” type? 🐰- Does your muse prefer soft, plush textures or smooth and glossy textures? 💎- Is your muse drawn to things that sparkle? 🔖- Is your muse a daydreamer? What do they tend to think about? Have they ever caught themselves while lost in thought? 📰- Does your muse like to read the news? 📇- Is your muse a gossiper? 🕹- What does your muse do to occupy themselves when bored? 🏚- Does your muse like to explore dangerous places? 🌋- Has your muse done something stupid and not regret it? ⛪️- Does your muse enjoy attending churches they don’t belong to? 🛣- Is your muse considered a wanderer? 🐺- Would your muse consider themselves a lone wolf or a social butterfly? 🤝- Does your muse forgive others easily? 🖖- What “Fandoms” would your muse belong to? 🎖- Does your muse enjoy praise? 🎟- Do they like “so bad it’s good” movies? 🎠- Does your muse like amusement parks/carnivals/festivals? 🏝- Could your muse survive on an uninhabited island all by themselves?

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((Random drawing ask meme!))

((Feel free to reblog! 😄 - I’ll draw my character happy. 😠 - I’ll draw my character angry 😔 - I’ll draw my character sad 😴 - I’ll draw my character asleep 🤒 - I’ll draw my character sick 😈 - I’ll draw my character evil 😇 - I’ll draw my character as a saint 😨 - I’ll draw my character like they just realized something bad 👦 - I’ll draw my character young 🍺 - I’ll draw my character drunk 💺 - I’ll draw my character sitting on a chair 😎 - I’ll draw my character wearing sunglasses 🎩 - I’ll draw my character dressed dapper 👓 - I’ll draw my character wearing glasses 👑 - I’ll draw my character as a prince/princess 🌳 - I’ll draw my character sitting on a tree branch 🎡 - I’ll draw my character on a ferris wheel. 🏕 - I’ll draw my character camping in a tent. 🏖 - I’ll draw my character on a beach. 🌧 - I’ll draw my character in the rain 🌨 - I’ll draw my character in the snow 🗑 - I’ll draw my character in a trash can 🎮 - I’ll draw my character playing video games 📸 - I’ll draw my characters reaction to a surprise picture 🎈 - I’ll draw my character holding a balloon 📝 - I’ll draw my character writing something down 📢 - I’ll draw my character being startled by a loud noise ❓ - Anything of your choice. ))

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Am I doing this whole vapor wave aesthetic wrong??