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Curly enters his Kpop phase

...for 18 whole seconds.

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Ooo how about a first kiss with Swansea one shot '3'

Heyyy anon! And everyone else! I’m sorry for being offline for so long, been having mh and family issues but I’m back and trying to find things to do soooo..!

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———————Swansea x GN Reader——————-

———TW// minor swears————fluff——————-

Rummaging through the ship looking for things was probably the most annoying task on the job. You felt like a dog, always fetching things for people, however there was one person who always made you feel appreciated.

Swansea, the mechanic. He was older, but was sweet on you. Most people on the ship got gruff, one word answers from the man but you. You were different.

He would smile softly in passing at you, rolling his eyes at you if Daisuke was acting up, or engaging in conversation with you in the morning, always having a coffee ready for you. The coffee may have warmed your body, but the sweet gestures always warmed your heart.

“Hey, Swan, got you the uhm… tools you needed!” You say, looking down at the items, unsure what is what but still being able to find them. Swansea turns around, the tiniest smile creeping at the corners of his mouth when his eyes lock onto your frame at the door.

“Thanks, angel.” He speaks, as you walk over to his desk, placing the tools with a thunk as the hit the worn wood, knocking some pens off.

“Shit! Sorry!” You apologise as you bend down to start picking them up, Swansea doing the same, but he couldn’t help but look over the way your body moved. Every curve and dip, the way your uniform hung loosely off your shoulders, the way you tied the boiler suit around your waist.

As you stand, putting the pens back in the pot, you can’t help but notice the faint blush across his cheeks. “You okay, Swan..?” You say, stepping closer to him, looking at him apprehensively. He spluttered out a cough, turning away to his other desk. “Oh, nothing, just the ac’s broken in here. Right crapheap the old Tulpar is!” He laughs, trying to calm his nerves.

You chuckle a sigh. “You needing a hand with anything at all?” He pauses, thinking whether or not to risk this. He knew pony express’ policies better than anyone else on the ship, knew perusing romantic relationships was not allowed, but the old man was too sick of them to care.

He had always thought he was to old for romance, always annoyed about how Daisuke talked about “fine shyt” or whatever while working but he felt something for his co worker that he hadn’t felt in a long time.

“You ever think, you get to old for love..?” The man speaks, cautious of your reaction, whether you’re feeling the way he feels. You turn, an eyebrow raised. “Where’s this coming from, Swan?” You speak, walking over to him, where he’s now stood up, leaning against his desk with his back, leaving less than a foot space between you.

You look up to the man you’ve admired for months, the man you held feelings for as he fumbles to make words. Your mind is trying to fathom why he would ask this, and to you?!

Until it clicks.

He was asking about you, him, together.

Seeing him struggle to make words, you decided to act, instead of speak. Reaching up on your toes, you press a soft kiss to his lips, a quick peck but contact non the less. Testing the waters, you go to hold his cheek, smoothing over the rough skin with your thumb.

Swansea was at a loss. He couldn’t believe this amazing person was here, kissing him and caressing him like he had never felt before.

No words were exchanged between you two as he leant in for another, this time longer. You could feel his chapped but soft lips against yours, the way one of his calloused hands caressed your face the same as what you were doing to him, his other holding the small of your back gently, as if you were going to disappear if he let go.

He was out for the count, the only thing snapping him back into the ship was you leaving his touch.

“I’ve got to go, Anya’s shouting…” You speak, looking at him with pink painted on your face, and stars in your eyes. “I’ll see you later, Swan.” You say, looking at his shocked face still.

With all the strength he could muster, a breathless voice began to speak.

“See you later, angel…”

As you left, he couldn’t help but replay the scene in his mind, and he was only left with one question…

Was that real..?

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So instead of going to sleep like a normal human being, I decided to whip out my iPad and started drawing 💊Anya💊 from 👁️Mouthwashing👁️ from memory and then a reference. I'm not a horror girly like... At all, but I did really like this game. Its themes were great and its execution was amazing. The body horror kept me freaked out for DAYS. Poor Curly. Poor Anya. Poor Daisuke. Poor Swansea... Except Jimmy. U know what u did. (ง'̀-'́)ง As much as I loved the game, I don't think I can stomach another playthrough. ( ；∀；)

Anyways, Imma actually go to sleep now or else I'm gonna be fighting the sleep demons before ochem tomorrow. Thank the heavens for caffeine!!! 。◕‿◕｡

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🤨🤨🤨

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Sorry, I added two identical pictures

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Make sure to check the back of your boyfriend’s shirt before going out in public with him.

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Based off a dream I had a few days ago. This is from Liezel perspective and she says the same exact thing. She imagines him in her mother's home province in the Philippines, Mindoro 😔💔

More useless art variations below here👁️

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"We're a team. Just you and me, like we used to be."

I'm crying as I post this they make me feel sick

CLOSE UPS:

twttr / instgrm / sticker shop

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☀️✨

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- wait, bro - what's wrong, bro? - you stink, bro

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So far I haven't seen someone make the "murder is okay" meme with Mouthwashing yet... So I did lol

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guy who says he’ll fix it proceeds to make it worse

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A captain and his crew

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OH BOY WHAT A FUN GAME ABOUT DENTAL HYGIENE I SURE HOPE NOTHING GOES HORRIFICALLY WRONG OVER THE COURSE OF THIS STORY!

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Oc drawing!!

Im finally drawing on ibis again with all my favorite brushes after a year long battle with religious OCD. So part of my healing journey is drawing on ibis with gratitude to God instead of fear.

So yeah thanks God for giving me the ability to train my art skills and not be a AI "artist"

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Me and my mysterious skull best friend