#-face in hands-

[thereareotherwaysofpersuasion]

Please save me. I have been given a vision that I don’t feel I have the artistic talent for.

Imagine this:

But Poseidon

[practicingbushiho]

He lifts the boy's chin to look him in the face, and the prince is shy as his eyes look away.

"You're a little love junkie, aren't you?" the large man asks. The young master bites his lip, shivering with shame. "Is love a drug to you?"

"I…I apologize." the weak muttering falls from the boy's lips, but as if to undo the words the elder leans in to kiss the guilt away, taking the boy's shame with him as he does.

"It is alright," he mumbles. He hears the young master's voice hitch in his throat when he elects to rest a palm on his hip, pulling him into his lap on the bed. "Sometimes a drug…is a medicine that you use to heal."

[polymoth]

The thing they don't tell you about fried egg runny yolk is that if you put it in a sandwich it will be the best most delicious thing and you can mop up the egg with the bread, but in exchange you Will get so so messy and covered in egg yolk

[petricorah]

why wear a huge ass overcoat when you can just hold your crush's hand? [ids in alt]

kinda wanna make the last panel a standee lol

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

he needs him by his side

[bbugspray]

I love love love all the wall painting options, but this one really stuck w me

[slushy-sash]

give paw?

[skyrigel]

Simon only ever brought back any bird home to fuck nasty, but this ? it wasn't his thing to do.

And you did nothing particularly charming except puke over his boot and sob and hiccup under the influence.

Generally things ended at the backalley or his truck and a few rare times back at his place. But tonight it was tad bit different after nearly getting his cheek eaten up all the way up the stairs, and here now as he anxiously spoke over his phone.

“I, er, put a blanket and made her drink water…anything else ?”

“Check her pulse.” So Simon put away the phone one moment to check your limp wrist for pulse.

“Yeah, a bit slow but yeah.”

“Have you put a ring on her finger yet ?”

Simon checked your finger, no ring there to report back. “No, I didn't, should I put a ring…oh.”

Johnny laughed, his blunt cackling coming out of the phone. “Calm your tits now, she'll live, man, just passed out.”

Simon rolled his eyes and hung up mumbling indecent words, casting a glance at your sleep warm body splayed over his bed, drooling over his pillow. He pushed the blanket a bit up your frame and checked up for painkillers which you might need tomorrow morning.

“Night,” He whispered, not taking the other pillow which was cuddled under your leg and going over to sleep over the couch.

Simon did think your hand looked a bit empty and a ring might just be a perfectly good solution, before falling asleep to your babbling.

Masterlist

[wishfulsketching]

hands hands hands

[glowpuppy]

so im in love with her

[sweetmapple]

Does your hand in any way own your stomach?

[bklily]

peak dynamic. gimme 15 of them right now.

[okthisway]

I thought I'd never see you again

[chopshajen]

Eepy time

What was intended to be a very casual doodle did not stay casual LOL

[mythicalcoolkid]

You don't wish your disability was worse or more visible, you wish your disability was taken seriously. Please stop confusing the two, I guarantee you would not get the support you need JUST by being more severe or more visible. Please listen to visibly disabled people when we tell you it isn't better on our side

[chubby-p1nk]

I got excited by so many people seeing my last post ( 〃．．)

Soooo here's another one that I did some days ago.

AND YES, TIM HAS A RESTING BITCH DEFAULT FACE, EEEEPP

(Two of them can fly. Will they? Who knows- And THATS core 4 for me)