what the fuck did you expect me to feel when you gripped the back of my head like that and sank your fangs into my neck? Indifference? Disgust? NOT sheer adoration? be serious.
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Some examples of previous portrait commissions I have done!
⭐ If you would be interested, I currently have commissions open HERE! ⭐
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2/4 finals exams done and my 4.0 is still intact 😎
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Papercraft commission of Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian (and Li'l Apple and a bunny), in a pose inspired by Gustav Klimt's famous painting The Kiss! Lan Wangji may be a little disgruntled at being interrupted, but Wei Wuxian is, of course, laughing the whole time.
This piece had some of the most complicated layering I've ever done in a papercraft, which meant I had to take even more care than usual with how every piece of paper was placed and the order in which they could be glued - and I already take a lot of care with that, no matter what I'm making! But the extra time was definitely worth it - I'm really happy with how the final piece came out. ^_^ A very sweet scene for WangXian!
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if you're wondering why THIS tiktok ban bill made it through the senate unlike last time...
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um
— inspired by falseknees's comic and demonicfarmer69's tweet
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thinking about the dynamic between wei wuxian and wen ning where they are neither platonic nor romantic but a secret third thing. as close as only someone who died and someone who summoned them back could be. familiar like a body part is familiar. physically intimate, but in a "held him while his stomach was cut open to carve the golden core out" or "put his ribs back into his broken chest and gave his body permission to take revenge" way. sharing a bond so deep it becomes unsettling. wielding someone like a weapon/allowing yourself to be wielded. saving each other over and over again to the point where you can't keep track of all the sacrifices and the debts don't matter anymore. suffering from wounds no one else can understand, missing people no one else remembers. neither of them chose this, yet both are still there for each other no matter what. i am so normal about them
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what will you do?
[image is a stylized drawing of wei wuxian crawling across a flood of red, bleeding from the mouth, his eyes hidden under his disheveled hair. countless colourless, disembodied hands read out to snatch at his hair and clothes as if meaning to drag him back. near the bottom are written two phrases in bitmap text, formatted like a video game selection field: “be good” and “survive”. the second phrase is in bold, as though to indicate that it’s the current selection.]
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I'm just saying, if there's a curse that runs along your family line and you don't tell your kids about it, how the hell are they supposed to go on a quest to stop it?
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Has my constant yapping made you fall in love with me yet
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getting a lot of questions about my shirt that says “I WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH INDUSTRIAL MACHINERY” that are already answered by the shirt
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WAIT WHAT. HUH. WHAT . WHAT IS THIS
I wanna make you mine, but that's hard to say (1/1)
for ethan @ethannku
summary: Rather than dignifying Will’s likely insult with a response, Nico took another deep inhale, then tipped his head back to blow the smoke straight up into the air. When he tipped his head to the side, he found that Will was still watching him, his eyes cast low, maybe to Nico’s shoulders or neck or mouth--
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“Oh, look at that! Will Solace is transferring here.”
Nico coughed on his exhale, and Jason laughed. His perfect stream of smoke broke, scattering into the open air of Nico’s porch.
Jason wiggled his phone in Nico’s direction, and, still coughing, Nico accepted it, shifting his joint to his other hand.
Sure enough, Will Solace stared back at him in full hockey uniform from their university’s athletics page. His blue eyes barely pierced through the grills of his helmet, but Nico could recognize them anywhere.
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buy me a coffee
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the self care industry will sell you face masks and teas and whatnot so i'm here to remind you not to forget the most important self care activity which is masturbation
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Jason "no ones loved me enough to stay" Grace, Leo "always running but I'd stay if you asked" Valdez and Piper "I've asked but no one stays with me" McLean.
Truly they are the lost trio.
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u ever read a fanfic so good that you want. fanfic of the fanfic
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