#¨ queued ̧ for home．♡

[inspotlight]

she     hadn't     meant     to     let     how     broken     she     was     show     like     this.     she     hadn't     wanted     ricky     to     know     this     was     what     her     life     had     come     to.     but     now,     talking     to     him     on     facetime     as     she     packed     her     things,     it     felt     good     to     be     seen.     they'd     made     the     plans,     talked     to     her     lawyers,     and     she     was     getting     out.     she     was     finally     getting     away     from     the     toxic     man     that     had     ensnared     her.     brody     had     convinced     her     she     was     unlovable,     had     broken     her     down     so     badly,     almost     completely     isolated,     nothing     more     than     a     pretty     piece     of     arm     candy     for     him     to     show     off.     but     she'd     gotten     out.     she     was     mere     hours     from     getting     away     from     him     and     she     had     never     been     happier.     

❝     thank     you     for     saying     that,     ricky.     it     really     doesn't     feel     like     it,     but     it     means     a     lot     that     you     can     see     some     kind     of     growth.     ❞     she     says,     stopping     her     packing     for     a     few     moments     so     she     can     focus     on     his     face     on     the     screen.     brody's     party     was     tomorrow     night,     and     that     was     when     ricky     would     be     coming     to     get     her     and     the     last     of     her     things.     she'd     leave     him     with     enough     people     around     that     he     wouldn't     start     a     fight     or     try     to     force     her     to     stay,     and     ricky     would     be     there     to     take     her     back     to     his     place.     she     was     excited     to     stay     with     him     while     she     settled     into     the     next     phase     of     her     life.     ❝     i     can't     wait     to     see     you     tomorrow.     ❞

@melodyplucked

[crisispider]

❝ I take it all back, you've raised two brat children, who won't shut up and one of them almost got my hand chopped off. ❞

[ ◉¯] ✧˖° → @oceansfirst

Whatever PEACE & QUIET Peter had been enjoying during his little NAP on the couch was SHATTERED the moment the door slammed opened and in came Clint going on about the girls that were PRESUMABLY not too far behind him.

(This was all new to him, this.. being able to RELAX thing, and he still wasn't ever really sure what to make of it. ) One eye peaked opened and gazed up at Clint, staring down the man who was now CLAIMING that he had raised two brats. "Is that so?" a grumble as he finally opened both his eyes and sat up with a bit of a GROAN.

"Mhmm because that sounds like some CLASSIC BARTON behavior if you ask me.. and baby there is no RAISING that out." he teased, though he was able to keep a straight face for just a SECOND longer in his old age.

"What did they get up to this time?"

[woneazy]

520 ：我爱你

sypnosis: 520 sounds like “我爱你” which means "I love you" in Chinese! As a result, lots of Chinese couples spend the 20th of May together. Heres how you and your boyfriends spend the day together and/or how they surprise you (⁠´⁠∩⁠｡⁠•⁠ ⁠ᵕ⁠ ⁠•⁠｡⁠∩⁠`⁠)

characters: kurona ranze, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, isagi yoichi, yukimiya kenyu, hiori yo, alexis ness

Kurona Ranze 🦈

♡ Kurona is Blue Lock's resident sharky sweetheart so I think it's best suited that you both go to an aquarium as a date - even if Great Whites shouldnt kept in them.

♡ He likes subtle affection so I imagine you both taking candid pictures of eachother enjoying the aquatic scenery.

♡ I also think before you left, if you have long hair, Kurona would braid it. He likes the idea of you both matching and sees it as a small sign of your love.

♡ After the date, you both go home and play with his hedgehog Pocari.

ITOSHI RIN 🙀

♡ After Rin's usualy gym routine, you find yourselves cozied on the couch with pillows and blankets. The curtains are drawn, the lights are off and theres a line up of horror movies queued up to binge, maybe a horror game or two if you guys get restless from the endless binge.

♡ Rin's taste in horror movies is the destructive, chilling type so he doesnt mind if you shift closer for comfort. Whether you're clinging to his arm with your head dug into his shoulder hiding or gently pressed against his side by the end of the night, Rins happy that you got to spend time together indulging in his interest.

♡ Another thing is that Rin gets more comfortable from this date day (?). He feels less alienated when you sit alongside him watching something people may find repulsive and appreciates your tolerance of him. He knows he isnt the easiest to get along with so the moments you share are all the more important to him.

♡ One of the highlights of the day is you and Rin going out to buy snacks and ingredients for meals to prepare for the movies. He thinks that actually spending time with you and getting to know what brands you like or trying something new together brings you closer together as well as cooking and putting together the meals between movies. He appreciates the monents you get to share and the tenderness of it all.

ITOSHI SAE 🌊

♡ Sae takes you to the coast so you guys can watch over the sea. It was an acitivity he'd done for a while since getting to Spain but he wanted to share it with you - something simple that grounded him. Bonus points since the view was beautiful so you'd fit right in. Beside him.

♡ I think Sae originally started looking over the sea since he missed his home of Kanagawa back in Japan but I also think the main reason why he chose to take you was because you'd started to feel like home as well. The experience was soothing and self-indulgent but he thinks it brings you closer since he feels most vulnerable and nostalgic.

♡ He wouldnt say it out loud but Sae can see you as part of his future. You'd already started feeling like home and his homesickness was alleviated around you. Sae thinks that he'd like you around, as part of his future.

♡ When you aren't looking he takes a picture of you against the sunset. It's quieter as the days ending and the warmth of the dusk hues hide the warmth on his own face. The loneliness at the end of the day suddenly feels like a cozy time just for the both of you.

ISAGI YOICHI 🍀

♡ You and Yoichi plan to explore the local food and drink scene. The both of you go cafe hopping and laugh at each others disgust and share over exaggerated "mmms" when finding new go-to orders.

♡ Isagi thinks its really cute if you accidentally get crumbs or a bit of your drink on your lip. He also thinks its charming when you drag him by the arm to another cafe across the street or when you struggle to locate a nearby cafe that recently got popular on social media.

♡ By the end of the day you both have a bunch of half eaten snacks so you have an impromptu picnic at the park just finishing off the food you brought. He prefers this time where its just the both of you, away from the prying eyes of the world. Where he's just yours.

♡ Before you leave the park, by some miracle, Isagi manages to find a four leaf clover. He hands it you while muttering something about you being a lucky charm for him. He's a bit quiet from the flustered feeling thats bubbling his chest but he would do it even if that feeling wanted to burst out of his chest.

YUKIMIYA KENYU 🌸

♡ Yukimiya shows up with a bouquet of flowers, dressed casually but elegant as usual. On top of that, the cologne he spritzed was different, a subtle floral scent lingered when he hugged you.

♡ The both of you go flower viewing to enjoy the view before the blossoms go out of season. Especially since he wants to make the most of the sight he has left - not just the fleeting world around him, but also the person whos a constant in his life - you.

♡ He definitely takes candida of you but he doesnt share them with you just yet. He places them all in a scrapbook the details all his feelings about the dates you go on. Yukimiya doesnt plan on giving it to you just yet, not until the book is filled anyway. If his sight outruns the book then he hopes you'll be there to finish it for him.

♡ As a model, Yukimiya also coordinated your outfits and made sure you felt like a princess all the way through the day. Endless comments on how beautiful you are and reminders that he's thankful he's yours.

HIORI YO 🎮

♡ Hiori loads up a minecraft world and gets to work. He decides to put in the effort and do everything from scratch in survival - he even has a little book that documented his thoughts the days leading up to 520 and what he built.

♡ On the minecraft world is a little house in your favourite colour. He made sure your beds were next to eachother and that there were hidden chests that had love notes in them as well as tamed wolves or cats for you to name and take care of.

♡ When he gives you access to the server, he gives you a guided tour of it, hinting towards the hidden chests as well encouraging you guys to sleep next to eachother when the days over. He later surprises you by showing up to your door with food and dessert.

♡ He finishes off the day by playing a 2 player game with you. You both rage a little but the night is fun nonetheless. Hiori isn't massively affectionate, but he thinks that doing things like this isnt so bad every once in a while - especially if the person he's spending time with is you.

ALEXIS NESS 🪄

♡ Ness is a believer in magic and is devoted without a doubt. He likes the time you spend together because that whimsical feeling of love to him is like magic itself. Thats why he suggests you both try to make 1000 paper cranes together in order to grant a wish.

♡ You guys sit there talking about anything and everything in the world. There was a show playing in the background, sometimes you guys would switch it up and play the Notebook but the TV was never having your full attention anyway. If you both get restless from sitting down for too long, Ness would turn on some music and slow dance with you. He likes it when you guys are close, just calmly connecting

♡ You guys dont make it to 1000 that day before falling asleep but even if you did, Ness would've given you the wish to you. He believes that your happiness will bring him a sense of satisfaction too. But if it were up to him, he'd wish that your future together is healthy, happy, and full of love and affection. In Ness' opinion, its a win-win situation.

♡ Although you dont finish making the 1000 cranes that day, whenever he has time, Ness will try to add a few to the collection so that you can someday get the wish you deserve.

[hamzahsbaby]

young!dad!hamzah taking baby out for ice cream when you say you need a rest day but it doesn’t last long ♡

“we’re gonna leave mama alone for a bit okay?” hamzah grabbed the door handle, ready to shut it, baby sat right on his hip. “say ‘see you later mama’.” baby couldn’t talk just yet, but her little hand waved to you as her and hamzah made their way out. “have fun with daddy!” you exclaimed right before bundling yourself up in 3 different blankets and putting on your favorite comfort movie.

being new parents wasn’t easy for either of you, but hamzah knew it was definitely a bigger adjustment for you than him. you just birthed another human, of course you needed rest. and because of that, whenever you said you needed a break, hamzah gave you one and never ever made you feel bad for it. even if it just meant you laying in bed all day queuing up your favorite movies, while hamzah and baby had a father daughter day.

their father daughter days usually consisted of going to the park, getting ice cream, and sometimes even toy shopping if hamzah was feeling up for it. he always made sure to get you something on his way back too, whether it was a bagel, coffee, or even a blind box (despite him not encouraging your obsession).

baby can’t talk back to hamzah yet, but he still chats to her like she understands every word. and maybe she does because every time he starts talking she lights up and giggles like she’s being tickled. “ready to get some ice cream?” he asks baby as he unbuckles her from her car seat, her little eyes follow hamzah’s facial movements with nothing but love for her dad.

“same as mama?” hamzah asked baby while she was balanced right on his hip and pointed to the ice cream you always got. baby nodded her head and clapped, of course she didn’t know what he was actually asking, all she knew was that she was in her favorite ice cream shop about to get some ice cream.

they shared a scoop together, after every bite baby made a little “mmmmm!” sound and hamzah swears she only does it because you do it after almost every bite too— like mama like daughter.

hamzah pulled out his phone and recorded baby, she had melted ice cream spread across her face, sending you a quick video so you didn’t miss them too much while they were away.

[ hamzah <3 ] Your twin. Same ice cream order and same drama. Lol we miss you.

and just like that, you were wishing your rest day was already over because you couldn’t be away from your little family for more than a few hours without missing them like you just couldn’t live without them, and honestly you didn’t know if you could live without them.

[ you ] bring her home before she gets too spoiled!!!!!!

[ you ] and because i miss you two ♡

and when hamzah pulls into the driveway, baby is out like a light. hamzah carries her back inside and puts her down to finish her nap, before he makes his way into bed with you “how’s mama?”

“i’m great now that you’re here.”

[inspotlight]

❝    the    sky    is    green,    the    grass    is    red,    and    he    meant    all    those    words    he    said...    ❞    voice    trails    off    as    she    leans    against    the    couch,    head    tipping    back    to    try    and    calm    the    flow    of    tears    running    down    her    face.    she    didn't    love    brody,    but    this    still    hurt.    those    sweet    words    he'd    said    to    her    as    he    tried    to    convince    her    to    go    out    with    him    had    dried    up    barely    a    month    in,    and    now    she    was    the    one    being    dragged    through    the    mud    for    moving    on.    how    dare    she    let    the    love    of    her    life    repair    the    damage    that    vile    man    had    done.    was    she    really    supposed    to    stew    in    the    hurt    until    people    thought    she    was    allowed    to    be    over    it?    she    knew    her    feelings    much    better    than    his    crazy    fangirls.

@mimistjames

[catcze]

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Genshin Impact, Honkai Star Rail, Love & Deep Space

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[mattsundaes]

JUST ONE LOOK

♡ — keigo takami x f!reader

Your mysterious shopping bag of lingerie can only go unmentioned and unworn for so long before Keigo’s nosiness wins out. Naturally, he takes matters into his own hands…and finds out a thing or two about himself along the way.

18+ ONLY

wc — 2.5k

prompt — oral fixation, lingerie, praise

additional content —  established relationship, smut, masturbation, panty kink, light voyeurism, allusion to unprotected p in v + creampie, cum eating, needy/horny keigo

╰┈➤ kinktober masterlist

Keigo shifts from where he’s seated uncomfortably on the couch for what might be the hundredth time in the past ten minutes. Thousandth, even.

He’s fairly certain that he’s on the verge of losing his mind—if the continuous tremor of anticipation rippling through his feathers is anything to go by. He’s accidentally sent no less than eight of them zipping across the room today without warning, much to the chagrin of your cat. 

So maybe he’s just a little on edge.

Two weeks ago, you cheerfully walked through the front door of your shared apartment, kicking off your shoes as you attempted to maneuver your way through the entry hall with a large assortment of shopping bags clutched in your hands. Keigo had kissed you on the forehead and swiftly took the cumbersome bags from you, ushering you off to where takeout and a movie were already queued up in the living room waiting for your arrival. 

He’d preened a bit as you twirled back around, stealing a kiss from his lips before bounding off toward the smell of food. Meanwhile, Keigo nearly dropped the bags himself moments later when he tried to get them all through your bedroom door at the same time, one of them ultimately falling to the floor in the process.

After stowing the rest of them away in the corner, he turned around for the lone fallen soldier—a small, nondescript black bag with matching tissue paper. But as he went to pick it up to add it to your pile that you’d inevitably sift through tomorrow morning, he froze in place, eyes catching sight of a flash of bright red lace peeking out from the wrappings. Like a beacon. 

While he knew better than to pry—he’d learned his lesson after he was feeling particularly nosey one Christmas Eve—he couldn’t help the wolfish grin that spread across his face as he tucked the bag away with the rest. No matter the article of clothing, Keigo had a thing for seeing you in red. 

A very, very big thing.

A “sorry for popping a boner in the middle of the restaurant, but your red lipstick is distracting me” thing.

A “sorry, I know we just got to the gala, but you’re in a little red dress, and I think I might come in my pants before they start bringing the hors d’oeuvres out if we don’t go fuck in the bathroom” kind of thing.

And it’s not that you didn’t already have any red lingerie, because you certainly did. Keigo had ruined and ripped more of them than he could count. But the thought that you’d discreetly brought something new home to surprise him? Well, that had a bolt of arousal shooting straight to his groin, cock jumping excitedly in his sweatpants without an ounce of shame. 

But it’s been fifteen and a half days now, not that he’s counting. 

Fifteen and half days of waiting for you to reveal your little surprise to him, his dick now sore from constantly being half hard with anticipation every second that he’s around you.

Valentine’s Day, your birthday, his birthday, your anniversary—it’s not close enough to any significant date that he can think of that perhaps you’d be waiting for. So the fact that you might just come strutting into the bedroom after a shower suddenly wearing them any old night of the week? 

Keigo knows he can be a little dramatic sometimes. 

(Really, he’s well aware.)

(He thinks it makes him a bit more charming and endearing—or at least that’s what you’ve told him.)

And maybe he has a tendency to over exaggerate his needs a bit, like when he texts you in the middle of the work day and says he’s going to die if he can’t come steal you for a quickie on your lunch break. 

(Not that you mind one bit.)

But he’s definitely not exaggerating when he decides in the bathroom that he’s completely and totally lost it past the point of no return now, because his goddamn dick is too hard to even take a piss. He’s been toying with the idea of just outright telling you he saw them, offering you pleading eyes and a little flutter of his wings as he coyly asks when you’re going to wear them for him. 

…but then if you did have a surprise planned, he’ll feel terrible for spoiling it. 

So maybe he’ll just go take a peek.

For science.

To tide himself over.

(You know how needy he is, and he’s taking it upon himself to make the unilateral decision that you’d understand. You’d take pity on him and his aching dick.)

He carefully makes his way into the bedroom, quiet as a mouse—even though he’s fully aware you won’t be home from work for another three hours. The lingerie is surprisingly easy to find, shiny black bag primly folded over and tucked into the back corner of your sock drawer. 

Just a look.

One look, and he can go be an impatient, horny weirdo jerking off to the thought of you wearing them once he has a mental image of the full spread.

But—

Keigo quirks a brow as he takes the single piece of lingerie out of the bag, a feather darting out from his left wing to prod at the material. The red thong hanging from his pointer finger has a lacy waistband, a silky satin pouch of material in the front, and a thin string in the back, which connects to the waistband with a small, delicately-placed bow.

Something about them looks…different than your other panties, the rest of the dainty little thongs tucked away in the drawer above your socks that he’s intimately familiar with. Eyes darting back to the bag, he spies a piece of paper lying curled up at the bottom. It’s just the receipt, and he’s not sure what exactly compels him to do it, but all of his questions are immediately answered when his eyes begin to scan the thin, white sheet. 

Written in bold, capital letters in the middle of the paper, itemizing the purchase, are the words: MEN’S THONG.

Oh.

And suddenly the way the front of the material is a bit larger than he’s used to seeing…makes sense.

Keigo quietly tucks the panties back into the bag, putting it back where he found it before closing the drawer and walking out of your bedroom. He spends approximately twenty-six minutes sitting on the couch, watching a cooking show without absorbing a single bit of what’s being said. Another eleven minutes are spent rearranging the order of your plants sitting along one of the windowsills and agonizing over whether or not the painting hanging above the fireplace is straight. 

He accidentally feeds the cat twice.

Just shy of forty-five minutes have passed when Keigo finally stalks back into the bedroom and digs the thong out of the drawer, hastily tossing the bag aside. His clothes end up in a similar state, carelessly discarded on the floor a moment later. 

He can offer little explanation as to why he ends up in bed, wings relaxed as he leans back against the cushioned headboard, gaze trained on his lower half. Already hard as a rock, Keigo’s thick cock barely fits in the panties despite the fact that they’re made for men, his engorged balls taking up most of the space inside. Flushed head poking out from the waistband, he’s transfixed by the way the precum dripping from his slit leaves a dark, wet stain on the satin. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he realizes the color of the panties is a near perfect match for his wings.

While he’s not sure what your plan was here, Keigo thinks you’ve probably let this purchase sit as you contemplate the right time to find the way to say, “Hey babe, would you mind wearing a thong for me?”

And in theory, Keigo’s not quite sure how he may have initially responded, in all honesty. 

In theory.

In practice, the moment he realized what he was holding in his hands, he was overcome with the uncontrollable desire to know what it would feel like to stroke his cock through the satin. To fuck his fist till he’s spurting hot cum all over the panties. To feel your pretty little pussy squeezing down on him when he ruts into you while he’s wearing them, lacy waistband straining tightly against his hips.

“Oh fuck,” Keigo moans, roughly running a hand over his hair as he begins to palm himself through the panties.

You bought these for him.

He’s so fucking hard, his dick is going to explode.

More precum leaks out of him, leaving behind a slippery, damp surface for the satin to slide up and down his cock as he begins to rock his hips upward into his closed fist. Eyes falling shut, he bites his lip and groans, forcing himself to take it slow and savor the tremors of pleasure simmering inside of him. There’s a small part of him that wonders how he’s going to wash the inevitable mess out of the thong when he’s finished without you noticing, but that’s a problem for future Keigo who can think straight once his balls aren’t floating with an overabundance of cum. 

—

On a normal day, Keigo knows you’re home before your key even turns in the lock.

But today, you make it all the way into the slightly ajar doorway to your bedroom, and even then, he doesn’t notice your presence. 

The sight before you takes your breath away—Japan’s number two hero, wings twitching and toes curling, moaning and panting and outright fucking whimpering as he jerks off while wearing a bright red thong. Not a single scenario that you imagined while buying the panties can even hold a candle to this.

Completely mesmerized by the way his thighs tremble with the effort to maintain a semblance of control, you can’t help but stand there and quietly observe for a few moments. You know what it feels like to be beneath him, atop him, beside him when he gets like this—desperate and aching and a little bit feral. But watching him from afar like this carves out a new place inside of you, a new pocket of hunger you hadn’t even realized existed until this moment. 

“Baby,” Keigo finally breathes out as he realizes he’s not alone, golden eyes trained on you as he continues to stroke himself through the thong. 

He exhales a shaky breath when you settle down beside him on the bed, head leaning against the headboard as he turns it to the side. 

“Found your present,” he admits, though his attempts to look remorseful are nullified by his rough voice and flushed face. “Sorry I spoiled the surprise.”

Another moan escapes his throat, and his eyes fall shut as he arches his back, squeezing firmly at the base of his shaft, not quite ready to finish just yet. You shift slightly, thighs rubbing together as your cunt clenches around nothing, wetness beginning to seep into your underwear. 

You could climb into Keigo’s lap right now, letting your tits spill out of your breezy little sundress as you bunch up the skirt, shuddering at the feeling of his fingers rubbing you through your panties. He’d hook a finger in them, tugging them aside before sinking two digits right into your pussy, just the way you like it. You’d squeeze his rock hard erection through his silky, red thong, mirroring the way he stretched your own panties to the side to reveal the full length of his thick, weeping cock. Together, you’d make a filthy, wet, sticky mess—and merely seeing his panties covered in your cum and his own would find you begging him to bend you over and take you again, roughly fucking you into the mattress till you’re sobbing his name and filled deeply with his seed.

But you can save that for tomorrow.

Later tonight, even.

Right now, you’re overcome with the need to watch him bring himself to completion. You lean in, mouth ghosting over his as you let your tongue gently slide over his bottom lip. He shivers. 

“This is better than any way I imagined giving them to you.”

He captures your tongue between his lips, mouth slotting over yours in a messy kiss. 

“Can I fuck you in these?” 

“Only if you get cum all over them for me first,” you implore him, fingertips caressing the stubble on his jaw.

Keigo moans at your request, the steady rhythm he’s fallen into while fucking his fist faltering, the heavy strokes growing sloppy.

“Feels so good,” he chokes out.

You can’t help but run a hand over your breasts, a breathy sound falling from your lips as you thumb at your peaked, tender nipples. His lust-blown eyes don’t miss the movement, and you squeeze your tits, letting them swell over the low-cut neckline of your dress.

Carding your fingers through his hair, you whisper against the shell of his ear, “I’m so wet just watching you, Keigo.”

“Fuck, baby,” he grunts. “How wet?”

Leaning back to hold his gaze, you trail a hand beneath your dress and into your underwear, running a finger along your damp slit. You moan in response, unable to deny yourself the pleasure of plunging two fingers into your slippery cunt.

“Show me,” he exhales, toned laced with desperation.

Your pussy twitches in protest when you pull your digits out, but it’s entirely worth it for what happens next—

Placing your fingers in front of Keigo, you expect he’ll offer you a cheeky smile as he licks a broad stroke along the digits, tasting the arousal that’s coating them. Instead, his lips fall open, and he takes your fingers directly into his mouth. The ache between your thighs grows at the sensation of his tongue languidly licking them clean, but he doesn’t stop there. He begins to suck on the digits, replacing the juices from your cunt with his own saliva, golden eyes going hazy as he moans around them.

Heat spreads beneath your skin, desire clawing its way through every crevice of your body, and your own breathing goes ragged at the sight before you. At this rate, Keigo’s going to need to fuck every single one of your holes in those cum-soaked panties tonight before you’ve had your fill of him. 

“Good boy,” you murmur, watching the way his wings splay even wider at the praise. “Make a mess.”

Keigo groans loudly at that, his strokes growing erratic as he finally lets his impending climax consume him entirely. Seemingly endless ropes of cum spill from his cock, the thick, eager spurts flooding his panties and painting the length of his chest. 

“I hope you saved some for me,” you say when he’s finished, a playful smile on your face as you gesture toward the way his softening shaft is still twitching slightly, small dribbles of cum continuing to weakly leak out of him.

Looking down, he begins to laugh at himself, taking a deep breath as he runs a hand through his messy hair. “I hope you planned on buying mor—”

He chokes mid-sentence as you lean down and begin mouthing at his cock through his panties, running your tongue over the cum that’s leaking through the material. 

— likes, comments, &/or reblogs are greatly appreciated!

[ange1sang]

SHAMELESS BIG BANG ROUND 13

american tradition ☆ ice hockey x figure skater au ☆ featuring beautiful, wonderful art by @suzy-queued !!

Ian’s always been used to the cold. He knows it like the back of his hand, which is why he finds himself at home on the ice skating rink. Figure skating means being surrounded by a kind of cold he doesn’t have to shut out or run away from — a kind of cold he can make his own. When he runs into Mickey on the way to work in Boystown, he doesn’t expect them to have much in common, even when he realises Mickey has been watching him skate from afar for years. But Mickey sees the rink as an escape and a second home just like he does, a way to cover up the bruises left behind by his family with ones left by clumsy teammates and aggressive opponents. They quickly find themselves intertwined, what was meant to be a fun hook-up snowballing into something warmer and safer.

so excited to share and so so honoured to have this beautiful artwork paired with my fic, thank you so much to everyone who worked on this round of the @shamelessbigbang i'm so honoured to have been able to participate ♡

[inspotlight]

❝     men     like     that     just     aren't     worth     the     time     it     takes     to     think     of     them.     ❞     nini     says     in     agreement.     she     likes     lacey;     she     gets     it.     then     again,     she     thinks     most     women     get     this.     ❝     far,     far     too     many.     but,     yeah,     no,     they     don't     all     suck.     it's     nice     when     you     find     one     of     the     good     ones.     like...     ricky     makes     up     for     every     awful     i've     ever     met     without     even     trying.     ❞

    ❝    well i am all too thankful it is over for you. you deserve worlds better than a controlling selfish ass like that. he doesn't deserve to be a thought on your mind or mine. you couldn't be more right about that one-    ❞    she nods, smiling brightly at the thought. lacey laughs at the compliment, though she'd be lying to say she didn't agree with the sentiment.    ❝    you're sweet, really. i should be. you'd think so- but men are fools. not all men, but far too many.    ❞    

[kinkandkreep]

♡︎ 𝐂𝐖: 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫

♡︎ "__" 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞

♡︎ 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

♡︎ 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @missgab @sucidalbutpretty @kawaiimusiccollection @nekogeisha-blog @k-cris @dreamsygirl @fishisahappydog @mikeyaki @mytaiyakeylover @tampon-earrings @wakashudou @aaria-malfoy @halparkebitch @cashout-princess @loveameripanshipperlove

Following your episode at dinner, you and Izana made yourselves comfortable on his plush leather couch, snuggling close to one another, with Toto finding his home curled up in your lap. You’d slipped out of your dinner outfit, now clad in one of Izana’s big shirts and some leggings.

Something was queued up on the television, but neither of you paid what was on much mind. Instead, you were both caught up in your own thoughts. 

Izana, though he knew it probably wasn’t the most appropriate thing, kept replaying your earlier words in his head. 

‘__ slept with Hanma? Does that mean there’s potentially something more between them?’ 

The white haired man worries his bottom lip as he thinks, eyes glazed with concern. 

It’s somewhat shameful, he knows, but upon hearing that Manjiro had made such a huge, terrible decision and pushed you away, Izana thought that perhaps now might be his chance to do what he should have done years ago before the little blond bastard snatched you away from him. 

He wasn’t too apt to admit it, though he wasn’t necessarily ashamed of it, but Izana was fairly certain he’d been in love with you for about as long as he’d known you. Of course, as cognizant as he was of this, and as good as he was at masking his emotions most of the time, he figured that neither you nor anyone else would be privy to that information. 

Except for one person. 

Izana’s frown deepens at the thought that Manjiro had known about his love for you, and that his decision to marry you was partly motivated by spite. It’s certainly a horrible thought, but it’s a thought Izana can’t help but have nevertheless. 

Now though, with the revelation that you’ve actually slept with Hanma, Izana can feel the most minute amount of fear creep along his spine that you’ll be swept away from him again. 

His hand absentmindedly rubs your arms in a manner meant to be comforting, but it also serves to ground him as his thoughts spiral.

You, on the other hand, are consumed with thoughts about where this night is headed. 

You’re not sure why you divulged the fact that you’d slept with Hanma to Izana, but now that you had, you felt a strange sort of tension between the two of you. 

You hoped Izana wouldn’t judge or think differently of you now, even though you knew the likelihood of that happening was nearly nonexistent. 

But why then were things now so awkward?

‘Was it because I cried? Now that I think about it, that was kind of embarrassing. Aw man, I knew I should’ve just kept quiet.’

You sigh, which of course catches Izana’s attention. 

“You ok __? If you’re tired, you’re welcome to the guest room, or even my bed if you’d prefer that.” 

You looked over at the clock mounted on the wall. It was pretty late, running up on midnight, and your earlier crying session had admittedly left you a little worn out. 

“Thanks NaNa, I actually am kind of tired. I’ll take the guest room, no problem. I wouldn’t want to kick you out of your own space.” Standing, your cradle little Toto, who up to this point had been asleep, to your chest, placing a little smooch on his fluffy head.

“Where should I deposit the little one?”

Something about the visual of you cradling a little bundle dressed in an article of his clothing has Izana’s heart fluttering a little bit. 

“Uh, his bed is in my room. Here, I’ll show you the way.” 

You follow Izana, cooing at the sleeping Toto the short walk to his bedroom. 

Once there, you gently place the sleeping pup down, watching fondly as he shifts slightly before settling. 

"I'm happy he's so comfortable around you. I don't think I mentioned it before, but Toto was a stray. I found him wandering the streets near my apartment one day, if you can believe it. He was really hesitant initially for anyone to come near him, but overtime he's grown more open to other people. Though you seem to have left an especially good impression."

Izana chuckles, clasping a hand on your shoulder and gently squeezing. 

You smile. "Just call me the pup whisperer." 

A little bit later, you've settled into the guest room for the night. It's around 1 o'clock now, and while you mentioned being tired earlier, you find that you’re having trouble falling asleep. 

Visions of your earlier encounter with Mikey and flashes of the pictures exposing his infidelity plague your mind this particular night, causing you to toss and turn. 

You stop for a moment, listening for Izana. 

‘Ugh, this is so stupid. Why can’t I just forget and fall asleep?’

You huff, frustrated with and frankly over the whole situation. 

It takes a few more minutes, but eventually you decide that you’ve had it. Standing, you quietly make your way over to Izana’s bedroom. The door is slightly ajar, and you peek inside. 

The man seems to be sound asleep, laying lateral with his right hand tucked under his head. His breaths are quiet and even- long, white lashes fanned out over stubbornly plump cheeks. 

You can’t help but giggle quietly at the thought. NaNa always complained about how stubborn the fat on his cheeks was, and how they’d never slimmed down like Mikey’s. 

Steeling yourself, you push the door open more, easing inside and carefully shutting it behind you. 

You stand to the side of the bed for about a minute, contemplating your next move. 

‘Should I just…get in bed with him? That would be kind of invasive, and I’d hate to wake him up over something so silly.’

Having successfully convinced yourself that this whole endeavor was stupid, you prepare to turn and exit the room, being stopped when you hear a low voice mumble “__?”

You turn, only to see vibrant lavender irises blearily focused on you.  

“Hey NaNa. Sorry, did I wake you? I was just…ugh, what was I doing?”

You sigh, feeling even worse now that you’ve accidentally woken your host. 

“It’s ok. What’s the matter? Come here.”

Izana sits upright, opening his arms and gesturing for you to come closer with his hands. 

Before you really recognize it, you’re launching yourself into his embrace, feeling more than hearing the rumble of a chuckle he releases in his chest. 

“It’s ok, __. Would you like to talk about what’s bothering you, or do you just need someone there to help you sleep?”

Your response is muffled, but Izana can make out the word “both” before you begin to pull away from his chest. He’s still somewhat groggy from sleep, but he can see the beginnings of tears well up in your eyes. 

“Sorry to wake you with this,” you say, rubbing the heels of your palms forcefully into your eyeballs. 

Izana chuckles, shaking his head dismissively. 

“It’s no bother at all. I’m glad you find some comfort, however small, in me.”

You can’t help the tiny smile that forms at Izana’s words. You’re grateful in the moment that you’ve got such an amazing support system surrounding you. 

“Thanks NaNa, I truly appreciate you.”

The two of you snuggle close to one another as you lie down, your face buried into Izana’s neck and chest. You breathe in deep lungfuls of his naturally spicy, slightly sweet scent, happy to find that the rhythm you’ve adopted in combination with the comforting smell is slowly lulling you to sleep. 

Izana tenderly and lightly scratches his fingers over your scalp, hoping to soothe you even further. Trying to be as subtle as possible, or at least, more subtle than you anyway, he breathes in your scent as well, eyelids fluttering over lilac irises as it invades his senses. 

“I love you, __.”

Mostly asleep by this point, and not thinking too much of it, you respond:

“Love you too, NaNa.”

When the morning arrives, you find that you’ve slept quite fitfully. Being snuggled up to Izana left you pleasantly warm and comfortable, and your mood has improved drastically from the night prior. 

Yawning and stretching until you hear a satisfying pop sound, you look over to your host, finding that he’s still fast asleep. 

He looks adorable, curled up and breathing quietly through his slightly parted lips. 

Smiling, you lean down without thinking and place a kiss on his exposed forehead. NaNa’s hair has grown out over the years, not being as long as it was when you were younger, but it still reaches about shoulder length, and is much fluffier than before as well. 

The gentle touch of your lips to his skin causes Izana to stir, and he eventually blinks open tired eyes to focus on you. 

“Good morning, __.” Izana’s voice is much raspier after sleep. 

“Good morning NaNa. So, what shall we do for breakfast? If you’re awake enough for that.” 

The man chuckles, slowly sitting up and stretching in much the same manner as you had earlier. 

“How about we try this European recipe I discovered a little bit ago? I should have all the ingredients, and it’s very simple to make.”

You nod, ecstatic about the prospect of food. “Sounds good to me.” 

About 30 minutes later, after both you and Izana have washed up for the day, you find yourselves in the kitchen, an assortment of bread, cheese, fruit and preserves laid out before you on the counter. 

“Wow NaNa, we haven’t even made whatever you’re talking about yet and it already looks delicious.” You can feel saliva pooling in your mouth in anticipation as Izana laughs. 

“And that’s not all. No breakfast anywhere would be complete without eggs.” 

Grabbing the eggs from the fridge, Izana spends the next 15 or so minutes showing you how to make lightly buttered brioche toast coated with fresh strawberry preserves and paired with fluffy, goat cheese eggs and even more fresh fruit. 

“Here, put some of the egg on your toast and try everything in one bite.” Izana holds up an egg covered portion of the buttered and jammed toast for you to taste. 

Leaning forward and taking what was probably a larger bite than would be considered polite, you hum approvingly, thoroughly enjoying the melding of the flavors, from the sweetness of the fruit to the tanginess of the cheese and savoriness of the eggs and butter. 

“This is delicious NaNa. It’s a good thing you found this recipe. And it’s so simple! I could make this for myself when I go back-...home…”

The thought of having to return to where Manjiro is halts you in your tracks, and your expression subconsciously falls.

Seeing this, Izana frowns, before placing a comforting hand on your shoulder and squeezing reassuringly. 

“Hey, you’re welcome to stay here for as long as you need. No rush, no need to stress.”

You offer him a sad smile, one which he readily returns, though his has a more cheerful edge to it. 

“Now, enough of that sadness. We’ve got the whole day ahead of us, and I don’t plan to let it go to waste.”

Spending the day with Izana seemed to be exactly what you needed. 

The two of you hit the town with a vengeance, stopping by all your favorite stores and small shops, not spending a whole ton of money but splurging here and there. You wouldn’t normally have indulged in retail therapy to soothe your frazzled nerves, but you found that it was actually proving to be quite effective. 

Around lunch time, you and Izana decided to hit up a new spot, one that specialized in Western cuisine. 

“So, feelin’ better?” Izana asks over a mouthful of Chicago deep dish pizza. 

“Much, all thanks to you.” You give him a much brighter smile than before, proceeding to stuff your face with your own slice. 

The two of you relax, chat and eat for the better part of an hour in the little restaurant, your previous vexations all but forgotten. 

Izana seems to have swiftly become a balm for all your worries, one which you are increasingly grateful for. As he eats, you observe him quietly, not realizing you’re staring so intently until you hear him distantly calling your name. 

“__.”

You startle a bit, blinking a couple times before humming in response. 

“Uh, yeah? Sorry, I didn’t mean to zone out there.”

Izana smiles, shaking his head. 

“No worries. But I asked if you had decided what you were going to do regarding the situation with Manjiro.” 

You sigh, picking up and absently wiping at your hands with a napkin before setting it on your now cleared plate. 

“I haven’t. Not really anyway. I’d initially decided that I was going to “make him suffer,” and while I do feel that I’ve, at least to some extent, been successful in doing that, I haven’t really made myself feel any better either. This situation is just so terrible and messed up, and I hate the fact that I’ve been pushed into it.”

You can feel the tears creeping up, and you lift your eyes, tilting your head back and taking a deep, steadying breath in and out to stave off the impending waterfall. 

Izana frowns, wishing more than anything that he could go back in time and change the past, so that maybe he could have done what he should have from the start, and spared you the heartbreak. 

Reaching over, Izana covers one of your hands with his own, squeezing gently for comfort. 

“I’m so sorry __. I wish I could do more to comfort you.” 

You shake your head, giving him a little smile. “No NaNa, you’ve done more than enough. Thank you.”

With that, the two of you finish up your meals, with Izana insisting on paying the tab. As you exit the establishment, a violent shiver shoots through you and you quickly jerk your head around in all directions, trying to locate whatever it is that made you so on alert. 

“__? You ok?” Izana watches you with a lifted brow. 

You don’t respond for a few seconds, still searching for the source of your sudden discomfort. Finding nothing, you breathe out a sigh, shaking your head to steady yourself. 

“Yeah just…felt something odd a moment ago.”

Izana’s lips purse in thought. “Hmm, I wonder what it could have been?”

Deciding to simply brush the strange feeling off, you hook your arm around Izana’s, loudly declaring that now you want to head to a dessert shop, something which makes the white haired man laugh.

Unbeknownst to the both of you, a certain blonde ex-gang leader sits observing your interaction from across the way. 

He sips quietly from his coffee cup, the hand not holding the glass clenched tightly into a fist on his lap. 

His mind swirls with violent machinations, though his expression remains uncharacteristically, and somewhat frighteningly, flat. 

Sitting down his drink, the man pulls out his phone, quickly sending a text before pocketing the device once more. 

‘Oh __, what a silly girl you are. But don’t worry, I promise I’m going to make everything alright again.’

ᵃ/ⁿ: ……..🙂 ʰᵉᵉᵉᵉᵉᵉᵉʸʸʸʸ ʸ'ᵃˡˡ…….

ᵒᵏ ᵖˡᵉᵉᵉᵉᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʲᵘᵐᵖ ᵐᵉ, ⁱ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᶠᵃᵉᵛᵃ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃ ᵈᵃʸ ˢⁱⁿᶜᵉ ⁱ ᵘᵖᵈᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵗʰⁱˢ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ. 😭

ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱ ᵃⁱⁿ'ᵗ ᶠᵃʰᵍᵒᵗ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍⁱʳˡⁱᵉˢ! ⁱˢ ʲᵘˢ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᵃ ˡᵒᵗ ᵍᵒⁱⁿ' ᵒⁿ ʷⁱᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ⁱ ᵃˡˢᵒ ʰⁱᵗ ᵃ ʳᵒᵃᵈᵇˡᵒᶜᵏ ᵃˢ ᶠᵃʳ ᵃˢ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ⁱ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵒʷ ⁱ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ ᵖʳᵒᵍʳᵉˢˢ. 

ⁱ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᵃⁱⁿ'ᵗ ᵍᵒᵗ ⁱᵗ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉˡʸ ᶠⁱᵍᵘʳᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ʸ��ᵗ ᵇᵘᵗ ʷᵉ ᵍᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿ' ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ. 😂

ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉᵃⁿᵗⁱᵐᵉ, ⁱ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸ'ᵃˡˡ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸᵉᵈ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵘᵖᵈᵃᵗᵉ! ˡᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵘᵍᵍᵉˢᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ! 👋🏾

[aryomengrande]

lil teaser for my upcoming art series + life update (long post ahead)

so i havent been on here real-time much lately (most of my posts are queued) bc ive been adjusting to my OCD medication (ᵕ—ᴗ—) it really makes me drowsy and i'm already a sleepy girl so i keep getting knocked out lmao and yes, after 27 years, i finally got the guts to go to a psychiatrist lol. the reason why i did is bc i had a medical check-up and even though it was normal and the highs and lows were not worrisome, my mind js went haywire. but this isn't the first time, i was always like this. ive mentioned a bunch of times i studied biology and our school required yearly medical check-up and yearly i would lose my mind over it. i'd downplay it to overthinking. fast forward to now, i can't function without any music, movie, or podcast playing in the background. i always need something to overlay my thoughts that are always centered in anxiety. when i leave our house i would suddenly question whether i locked the doors and gate, turned off the stove, or pulled out the plugs. if my cat was home alone, i'd contact my mom to check the cctv what he was doing cause i was worried he was poisoned or sumn.

when i first shared this to my mom, i got the typical 'you just need to pray more'. so i waited for her and my siblings to be out of the city to visit a psychiatrist. lo and behold, i got diagnosed with OCD and got prescribed anti-anxiety and antidepressants. i walked out of there and stuff started to make sense. why i crash out when my routine's not followed, why i have the innate need to do things specifically and refuse to do stuff in a different way. and while i'm happy that the meds worked and finally my mind could shut up for once, i still worried abt hiding this from my mom.

eventually i did tell her and at first she was like 'it's all in your head, you js have to know how to deal with it' and i was like you know it's not, you know i was like this in college i would freak out waiting for results. btw my mom is a psychology degree holder so this is frustrating to me until she said she studied psych to understand the mind. she was like me too and ig she found refuge in praying. but i told her my mind is not normal anymore, i cant keep thinking abt our house burning bc i forgot to turn off the gas or getting ransacked bc i forgot to lock the door. then she said she was like this too bc her dad/my grandfather would also think he had a terminal illness from js a headache. would have a faith healer come and put leaves on him or something and had my mom carry some type of amulet for protection when she was in school. rn, my grandfather is also taking antidepressants, im not sure what for so i js told her mental illness is hereditary. that i think it's better that i got diagnosed early on rather than later bc i might god forbid become psychotic. i told her im not going to be dependent on the medication and that i will eat healthier and exercise until the dosage is smaller.

after that, she accepted it and offered to pay for my medication ദ്ദി ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ ) which is great bc the healthcare in this country is expensive as fuck.

i think i js wanted to share this bc everything is going super slow with me and the medication is toning down my emotions which is like one chamber of the heart of drawing. i will still continue to draw and take commissions ofc, it's my spine, it was my free clonazepam and fluoxetine lol, js a tad slower. hopefully i'll get well soon and also, i hope those who are afraid to seek mental help, you have my support (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)♡

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❝     when     i     used     to     daydream     about     getting     married,     even     before     we     were     together,     it     was     always     you     waiting     for     me     at     the     end     of     the     aisle.     i'm     so     excited     to     see     that     become     a     reality     tomorrow.     ❞     she     says,     the     reality     of     what     tomorrow     will     be     for     them     really     starting     to     set     in.     ❝     there's     going     to     be     a     lot     of     noise...     a     lot     of     people     having     opinions     on     things     that     don't     concern     them.     all     i     want     is     to     be     with     you     and     ignore     all     of     that     for     a     little     while.     ❞     her     family     is     excited     for     her.     they'd     happy     she     and     brody     are     no     longer     together.     even     more     so,     they're     ecstatic     that     she     and     ricky     have     finally     gotten     back     together.     that's     all     that     matters     to     her.     the     people     she     loves     the     most     are     happy;     nothing     else     matters.          ❝     i     know...     i'm     not     scared     to     talk     to     you.     really,     i'm     not.     him?     yeah...     there     was     a     lot     i     was...     was     scared     of.     ❞     she     says,     her     voice     breaking     a     bit.     teeth     sink     into     her     lower     lip     as     she     curls     in     on     herself     a     little     more,     sad     smile     on     her     lips.     ❝     i     put     up     with     a     lot     thinking     it     was     all     that     i     deserved,     but     i     don't     believe     that     anymore...     or,     at     least,     i'm     trying     not     to.     ❞     she     knew     she'd     let     her     ex     beat     down     her     confidence     and     convince     her     of     so     many     things     that     were     untrue,     but     she     had     slowly     started     to     realize     toward     the     end     just     how     wrong     she     was,     and     how     wrong     he     was.     ❝     the     best     day     ever...     i'm     so     excited     to     marry     you,     ricky.     ❞

    ❝    i'll have given you both those names... we're getting married, neens-    ❞    he's grinning, completely from ear to ear. it all feels incredible, to let it all sink in for him. they're going to get married tomorrow. he pulls back from her lips, only for her to lean back in for one more kiss, and he'll always take one more kiss from her. gosh... he's really missed this. missed her.    ❝    i would definitely be into that. get away for a month, spend time on a beach with just the two of us, away from the media, away from the noise... just- us. enjoying our new life together.    ❞    he hadn't necessarily known she'd want to get married to him right away, but... it makes sense for them to just go for it. why not take that step? he's always wanted to marry her, and there's a reason he showed up that day with a ring.    ❝    you never have to be scared to talk to me, nini. it's me. and you shouldn't be scared of someone you're with either. who you can and can't be friends with... and i promise- god i promise you nini. i'm never going to give you a reason to be afraid with me.    ❞    he's emotional, thinking about this, talking about this. this is nini- his best friend since they were little kids. it's painful to know what she's faced... but she's always going to have him on her side.    ❝    it's definitely going to be the best day of my life, getting to marry my best friend.    ❞    

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❝     i     can't     believe     it's     our     baby     girl's     first     halloween.     ❞     nini     says,     looking     down     at     the     sleeping     girl     in     her     stroller.     dressed     like     a     little     cow,     nini     was     sure     she'd     never     seen     a     single     baby     quite     as     cute     as     her     lola.     ❝     is     she     not     just     the     cutest     little     moo     cow     you     ever     saw?     ❞     she     asks,     beaming     smile     on     her     face,     knowing     full     well     her     husband     is     just     as     dazzled     by     their     precious     girl.     

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[jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear]

Heads up!!

My home internet is dealing with a local outage and I do most of this blog on desktop. I have stuff queued but won't be answering asks today. I just have too hard of a time on mobile besides just browsing.

I got a buuuch of new asks and I PROMISE i am not ignoring you! Thank you for understanding ♡

[likeorpheus]

Work during the holidays isn't for the weak. I come home and I crash and I barely have time to wrap presents. That being said, I have some replies half-finished. I also went ahead and queued some. I have a couple starters to make. And I shall get to everything as quickly as possible. ♡

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