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i think you can

can I just call the vampire squid a mollusk? Qz

Idk

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Oh My Swirls!

(Needed to draw something cute and charming!)

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GET THE METAL MOP‼️‼️‼️

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The boy friends....

(I made B3nk1 look freaky without knowing😭)

Inspirations bellow ⤵️

I want to die for them, it’s canon, i did not changed any words, and i want to explose

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Some low effort Yokai Watch memes to celebrate finally getting my computer to run my art program again.

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sorry gang for making some freaky-deaky one shot fics/ideas

i just went through my posts and noticed that

idk i just need those ideas to get out than to let it stay in my mind

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Biggest problem a trans person should have is binder getting sweaty or accidentally sitting on weewee during tuck.

Transphobia shouldnt exist.

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FROZEN SMOKE

TW: SUGGESTIVE / USE OF SMOKING & DRINKING

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Connor didn't know what was going through his mind.

Maybe it was the alcohol,

The neon changing lights,

The overcrowded sounds of people cheering nonstop,

Or maybe if he would've left earlier, he wouldn't be in a nearly empty room while gripping on the ass of a blue and green eye colored babe.

Okay, they weren't green and blue to begin with. It might've been grey or hazel through Connor's vision. The party had been too colorful to determine what was really those eyes.

Connor didn't seem to care.

He met the other when they had accidentally crossed paths at the party. They both needed a break. Small talk was something Connor was always great at, his words always getting him laid as fast as possible.

This time, it only led to a heated make out session.

Maybe he was too lazy to go further, much to his own disappointment. School had been riding on his ass lately with all the shit he's been given thanks to his adoptive mother's idea of a successful child.

Successful Connor was in his works.

But his desires were burnt out.

Maybe it was the thrill of something his mother would see to be pure as his own way of fun. All the risks just to have a feeling of relief.

Admist the intense exchange between them, Connor felt his body be pushed back for a moment when he had only placed his hands underneath the shirt the other man wore.

"What is it?" He slurred his words slightly, already feeling half-hard in his lower body.

He was met with no response, the tanned beauty in front of him seemed to have his face full of known doubt as he ran out rather quickly.

Connor blinked his eyes for a few moments before doing a sniff test on himself, thinking he might've smelled bad.

Either way, he huffed in the sexual frustration now that his mystery guy dipped out on him mid-saliva share.

Connor began to make his way out of the room, stealing a cigarette from an open pack on the table. He ignored the people's complaints and lit up his little rolled up tobacco, puffing out a grey cloud to further fill the room with.

He'd have to admit though, it definitely felt good.

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It was a break period and Connor was back at one of the cafeteria tables picking at his food while his friends rambled on for who knows what at this point, he's lost track of the conversation once job talk was involved.

However, out of sheer boredom he decided to look around the cafeteria to see what else was going. He'd call his scans around the area to find something worth watching.

And that's when he saw those eyes again.

Those blue and green eyes.

From across where Connor sat at, another group of students were laughing about as the blond one was horribly singing the lyrics to "Baby" for what Connor assumed was for a dare.

Among the group lies the same face he had the (un)fortunate of remembering.

...

...

Connor was in deep trouble

The other person he had made out with from the party was none other than Markus, the school's golden boy and Mr. Casanova. He recognized his face a few times on the school's website and those annoying promo videos for events or sign ups.

If not either of those, then Connor would hear him instead since Markus was also majorly involved with the school, being one of the outstanding student leaders it had.

Never would Connor expected to see that same Markus be at a frat party at midnight willingly. Or maybe he was forced by a friend or two to go.

It was still something insane for Connor to know.

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Markus had finished washing his hands in the public bathrooms, thoroughly going into the process before drying his hands with the automated paper towel dispenser. When he threw it away and turned, it was like his stomach created a pit inside.

In front of him was the school's infamous heartthrob or "the nicest fuckboy you'll ever meet" or whatever terms people kept throwing around to refer to Connor as.

Markus had tried to go around him but Connor kept getting in the way. "Move it."

Connor raised an eyebrow at Markus' firm request. "Demanding leave for someone that wanted to suck faces with me last night."

Markus glared at Connor but stopped in his tracks, having the feeling that brown eyes wasn't gonna stop asking him for answers.

"It's the middle of classes, be quick."

"Why go in the first place? You don't seem like the type to go out for weed and whiskey."

"Had some friends that bailed out just as I arrived."

"Did you drink?"

"About 4 or 5 shots of alcohol."

"Why leave so suddenly?"

In all honesty, Markus should've realize that the mini interrogation would've left Connor to ask that question.

"Does it matter?"

"Get blue balls'ed by a hottie then tell me that wouldn't make you wonder."

'Why is he making this difficult???' Markus thought to himself, massaging his face with his hands and contemplating if he should be honest or not.

"It was... an experiment, alright? And I knew you wouldn't turn it down so... I just went for it."

Markus darted his eyes away from Connor, mentally preparing for whatever embarrassing words he has to say about Markus' curiosity.

Connor tilted his head at the explanation, having a sense that there may be something more Markus wasn't being upfront about.

"And that's the end of your experiment?" He had asked the other.

Markus was quiet for another moment.

"Only if you're up for one more."

That's one way to get someone hooked on.

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Markus had his forehead rested on his folded arms, taking this time to catch up with his breathing. His body shook slightly from how much it had taken this night.

He closed his eyes and turned his head, finally feeling like his heart wasn't gonna give out on him. However, his relaxation was cut short when his nose picked up the scent of smoke.

Shooting his eyes open now, Markus saw Connor propped up next to him with a cigarette between his index and middle finger.

Despite how hot he looked from the low' angle, Markus couldn't bear the stench.

Connor glance to where Markus was staring at him with a weird scowl on his face, blowing out another smoke cloud before speaking up.

"What's up with you?"

Markus must love being so bold because once again, rather than talking like any normal person, he decided it'd be best to steal the cigarette and take a hit.

Before Connor could interject angrily...

...he found himself being kissed by Markus opened mouth. The sensation of the burning fumes going into his mouth instead.

Once the kiss had ended, Markus watched Connor's reaction with a bored face, taking out the cigarette into an ashtray on the nightstand.

"I'll be honest, I was expecting a lot worst."

Connor exhaled out the smoke from his mouth as it flows steadily from his lips. He stared at Markus speechless as a smirk was creeping its way to the corner of his mouth.

"You're fucking amazing."

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FROZEN SMOKE

TW: SUGGESTIVE / USE OF SMOKING & DRINKING

══════════════════

Connor didn't know what was going through his mind.

Maybe it was the alcohol,

The neon changing lights,

The overcrowded sounds of people cheering nonstop,

Or maybe if he would've left earlier, he wouldn't be in a nearly empty room while gripping on the ass of a blue and green eye colored babe.

Okay, they weren't green and blue to begin with. It might've been grey or hazel through Connor's vision. The party had been too colorful to determine what was really those eyes.

Connor didn't seem to care.

He met the other when they had accidentally crossed paths at the party. They both needed a break. Small talk was something Connor was always great at, his words always getting him laid as fast as possible.

This time, it only led to a heated make out session.

Maybe he was too lazy to go further, much to his own disappointment. School had been riding on his ass lately with all the shit he's been given thanks to his adoptive mother's idea of a successful child.

Successful Connor was in his works.

But his desires were burnt out.

Maybe it was the thrill of something his mother would see to be pure as his own way of fun. All the risks just to have a feeling of relief.

Admist the intense exchange between them, Connor felt his body be pushed back for a moment when he had only placed his hands underneath the shirt the other man wore.

"What is it?" He slurred his words slightly, already feeling half-hard in his lower body.

He was met with no response, the tanned beauty in front of him seemed to have his face full of known doubt as he ran out rather quickly.

Connor blinked his eyes for a few moments before doing a sniff test on himself, thinking he might've smelled bad.

Either way, he huffed in the sexual frustration now that his mystery guy dipped out on him mid-saliva share.

Connor began to make his way out of the room, stealing a cigarette from an open pack on the table. He ignored the people's complaints and lit up his little rolled up tobacco, puffing out a grey cloud to further fill the room with.

He'd have to admit though, it definitely felt good.

══════════════════

It was a break period and Connor was back at one of the cafeteria tables picking at his food while his friends rambled on for who knows what at this point, he's lost track of the conversation once job talk was involved.

However, out of sheer boredom he decided to look around the cafeteria to see what else was going. He'd call his scans around the area to find something worth watching.

And that's when he saw those eyes again.

Those blue and green eyes.

From across where Connor sat at, another group of students were laughing about as the blond one was horribly singing the lyrics to "Baby" for what Connor assumed was for a dare.

Among the group lies the same face he had the (un)fortunate of remembering.

...

...

Connor was in deep trouble

The other person he had made out with from the party was none other than Markus, the school's golden boy and Mr. Casanova. He recognized his face a few times on the school's website and those annoying promo videos for events or sign ups.

If not either of those, then Connor would hear him instead since Markus was also majorly involved with the school, being one of the outstanding student leaders it had.

Never would Connor expected to see that same Markus be at a frat party at midnight willingly. Or maybe he was forced by a friend or two to go.

It was still something insane for Connor to know.

══════════════════

Markus had finished washing his hands in the public bathrooms, thoroughly going into the process before drying his hands with the automated paper towel dispenser. When he threw it away and turned, it was like his stomach created a pit inside.

In front of him was the school's infamous heartthrob or "the nicest fuckboy you'll ever meet" or whatever terms people kept throwing around to refer to Connor as.

Markus had tried to go around him but Connor kept getting in the way. "Move it."

Connor raised an eyebrow at Markus' firm request. "Demanding leave for someone that wanted to suck faces with me last night."

Markus glared at Connor but stopped in his tracks, having the feeling that brown eyes wasn't gonna stop asking him for answers.

"It's the middle of classes, be quick."

"Why go in the first place? You don't seem like the type to go out for weed and whiskey."

"Had some friends that bailed out just as I arrived."

"Did you drink?"

"About 4 or 5 shots of alcohol."

"Why leave so suddenly?"

In all honesty, Markus should've realize that the mini interrogation would've left Connor to ask that question.

"Does it matter?"

"Get blue balls'ed by a hottie then tell me that wouldn't make you wonder."

'Why is he making this difficult???' Markus thought to himself, massaging his face with his hands and contemplating if he should be honest or not.

"It was... an experiment, alright? And I knew you wouldn't turn it down so... I just went for it."

Markus darted his eyes away from Connor, mentally preparing for whatever embarrassing words he has to say about Markus' curiosity.

Connor tilted his head at the explanation, having a sense that there may be something more Markus wasn't being upfront about.

"And that's the end of your experiment?" He had asked the other.

Markus was quiet for another moment.

"Only if you're up for one more."

That's one way to get someone hooked on.

══════════════════

Markus had his forehead rested on his folded arms, taking this time to catch up with his breathing. His body shook slightly from how much it had taken this night.

He closed his eyes and turned his head, finally feeling like his heart wasn't gonna give out on him. However, his relaxation was cut short when his nose picked up the scent of smoke.

Shooting his eyes open now, Markus saw Connor propped up next to him with a cigarette between his index and middle finger.

Despite how hot he looked from the low' angle, Markus couldn't bear the stench.

Connor glance to where Markus was staring at him with a weird scowl on his face, blowing out another smoke cloud before speaking up.

"What's up with you?"

Markus must love being so bold because once again, rather than talking like any normal person, he decided it'd be best to steal the cigarette and take a hit.

Before Connor could interject angrily...

...he found himself being kissed by Markus opened mouth. The sensation of the burning fumes going into his mouth instead.

Once the kiss had ended, Markus watched Connor's reaction with a bored face, taking out the cigarette into an ashtray on the nightstand.

"I'll be honest, I was expecting a lot worst."

Connor exhaled out the smoke from his mouth as it flows steadily from his lips. He stared at Markus speechless as a smirk was creeping its way to the corner of his mouth.

"You're fucking amazing."

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if the only time you talk about trans men and their issues is a gotcha statement for bathroom bills, you're not the ally/activist you think you are.

if the only time you talk about intersex people and their issues is a gotcha for the sex is binary argument, you're not the ally/activist you think you are.

trans men and intersex people are more than just your token and deserve to be treated better.

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Markus as beautiful cat with homophobia

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I went slightly divergent from your HC @quezzzs but I imagine Nines trying to freak Gavin out by messing with his eye color sometimes

Of course, Gavin will pretend not to know just to piss Nines off

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