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andrew wants neil as close as possible

(could’ve colored it but hell no)

ref: https://x.com/adoredzweig/status/1867791398810067251?s=46

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My Kink Is Karma - AFTG ANIMATIC

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🚨 🚨 🚨 🚨 🚨 🚨 🚨 🚨

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Hardcore meme abstraction

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ethics of making AI images aside, I do find a bit amusing the kinds of sob stories and mental gymnastics people make up to pretend like drawing is this super technical skill with an impossibly high barrier of entry when its like one of the first hobbies toddlers pick up

suddenly a lot of people think they got the next Lord of the Rings in their head but they were never able to turn their stories into anything tangible because the evil elitist artists are hogging all the talent and skill and they need a bajilion years of training or something as if one of the most popular manga and anime of the past decade wasn't made by a guy that draws like this

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"Ninety-nine percent" they make me wanna implode

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I love the headcanon that Jean thinks Andrew is kinda spooky like a blank-eyed child in a horror movie or something.

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the neurodivergent experience:

20% of the time: wowwieee!!! i love my passions and interests!!!!! they make me so happy i want to jump up and down!!!!! weee!!!!!!! :3333333333

80% of the time: this mind is a prison

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Bee is gonna lose her f*ckin mind if andrew loses one my exy shoe. She be icing the craziest bruise her kid has ever had an he would be yapping away about the cool play he made.

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foxes🦊

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Everyone welcome THE MONSTERS This one was a nightmare to work on but AH IT LOOKS LIKE A MOVIE POSTER

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raven andreil in tracksuits because the fandom needs more raven andreil 🔥🫡

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Op is asking the right questions

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For the types of kisses writing prompt!

I’ll have Hartwin 11 to go please my good sir. I’m a sucker for them sharing a bed (either at home or while on a mission) and being ridiculous saps when waking up in each other’s arm.

Bonus feels if the setting is of them later in their relationship and realizing they did get to grow old together. But you the boss in writing stuff that turns my heart into goo so that’s all up to you!

For these kiss prompts

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Harry didn’t get to wake up with Eggsy anywhere near as often as he’d like.

Ten years since Eggsy became Galahad, a little less since Harry had become Arthur, and it didn’t matter how far apart they were, Harry always wished Eggsy good morning, even over the glasses when he was in the field. Even when time zones put Eggsy’s morning in the dead of Harry’s night. Even, on one memorable occasion, when Eggsy’s other wake up call had been a five man hit squad and Harry still said it while Merlin’s swearing and the crack of gunfire utterly failed to block out Eggsy’s delighted laughter.

It was a mad life, Eggsy sometimes said, and it kept them apart as often as it pulled them together, but it was theirs and Harry wouldn’t trade it for anything.

But those mornings when Eggsy was right there — in their home and in his arms — were the ones he liked best, made all the sweeter for the scarcity.

Those mornings, Harry woke with Eggsy's soft hair tickling his nose.

He kept his eyes shut, just enjoying the feel of him, breathing him in, relishing his warmth and solidity. He pressed slow kisses into Eggsy's hairline.

Eggsy stirred a little — not quite awake but no longer altogether asleep either — and sighed. His head tipped back, easy, automatic.

Harry let the slow roll of Eggsy’s head nudge his lips down from his forehead across the sides of his face to his cheekbones, the bridge of his nose. Eggsy nuzzled him back blindly, mouthing soft barely-kisses up Harry’s chin until their lips finally slotted together.

That was another thing Harry loved: how Eggsy always kissed him back, right away. Even the first time — when Harry caught his lips on impulse after a hug, half convinced he would be soundly rebuffed but all desperate to feel closer to Eggsy one terrible day after almost losing him again — Eggsy had kissed him back. And since then nothing — not the final dregs of sleep on a lazy morning like this one, nor the bone-deep exhaustion of a long mission, nor even the drugged insensibility of a night at medical — could keep him from knowing Harry and wanting him.

“Good morning, my love,” Harry murmured as the kiss gentled.

“So good,” Eggsy agreed, sprawling out as Harry dropped kisses across the perfect line of his jaw and then lower. His fingers curled into Harry’s hair, now more silver than brown, and when he tugged Harry up to meet his eyes they were open, bright and keen. He was all the way awake at last, a shame but a new delight at the same time.

And he laughed breathlessly as Harry grinned and bent to latch onto his neck. So good.

Always so good.

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This came into my head and I had no choice but to make it real

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MAP PART 5 | LIFE ITSELF | AFTG

2363744 years later throwing this out there /j this feels so old now..sobbing