He's got a voice in his head... that's his but not his.
(Tower of Nightmares era)
Oh, all the things he hears and endures.
I only wanted to do the first panel but then I added more sketches and sometimes I dont know when to call it quits.... until I get lazy LOL
Me: Im gonna draw Lore
The Lore: gay
LMAO
Without the extra cropping. I mean i might as well, i drew it all out after all LMAO
He's the reason why he can use the vines and Dreamthistles the way he does, but the more Mabaki uses it, the stronger he becomes, at least in terms of influence. And if he wants to, he can take away the ability to control the vines. (Totally didn't hurt someone because of this as Mbk watched, not able to control them at all, no no).
Bonus, he's the reason Mbk didn't fall to Mordremoth.
221 notes
·
View notes
still not over the meeting in Jimmy's bar playing out like something from a classic western movie with connor striding in there like fuckin clint eastwood and both he and hank playing the tough guy and its like "weoow these guys are cool maybe they'll develop a stern but quietly mutually respectful relationship" and then they spend most of the game throwing teenager tantrums at each other while still somehow meow meowing each other and its the most amazing thing ive ever seen.
the beauty of it is they don't even seem to realise that this is forcing them into confronting their personal crises. they're just kindling the other's fire by matching them in stubbornness and bastardlyness
122 notes
·
View notes
under the night sky
##INFO
luca kaneshiro x gn!reader, suggestive, established relationship, lowk borderline smut :skull: literally all u do is make out
word count: 630
##SUMMARY
you're the oasis he's been searching for amidst an endless desert
“your hair looks good like this,” you sigh, twirling blonde locks around your finger as luca adjusts his hold on your hips. the usual side pony was let down for the evening after a long day of work and stress and your lover looks up at you through thick lashes, a boyish grin adorning his face.
“mmmm, yeah?” he murmurs, leaning forward to steal another kiss. large palms run up your thighs that were straddling his own to the sides of your waist, your loose fitting t-shirt riding up exposing bare skin to the warm summer air. slick lips brushed against yours and you let out a small gasp as luca’s tongue slipped into your mouth with ease.
he’s warm, incredibly so and if you didn’t know any better you would’ve thought the man under you was sick with a fever. despite the many kisses you’ve shared since coming outside to the pool deck, luca presses against you with just as much passion as the first, eager hands gripping your hips tightly before sliding lower to cup your ass. small bruises littered your skin where the blonde got a bit overzealous in his affections, yet you couldn’t bring yourself to care when his touch feels like bliss.
“mmmmm.”
separating with a loud smack, you lean back and let out a soft chuckle when luca chases after you with a whine. a string of spit connected you two until you licked your lips, hooded eyes observing your boyfriend who was now currently nuzzling the area where your shoulder met your neck and leaving a trail of soft kisses across your collarbone.
a sudden pain forces a sharp moan out of you, blunt nails digging into luca’s biceps as he laps at the newly forming bruise in apology.
“you taste so, you taste so good,” he groans, resting his forehead on your chest for a moment to catch his breath. distantly, you wonder if it was possible for him to get an asthma attack if you keep this up for too long.
you’re running your fingers through his hair once again when the world abruptly spins around you—a yelp escaping your lips as you find yourself laying down on the pool chair, your boyfriend looming over you with hunger in his gaze.
you roll your eyes before letting out a pleased sigh when luca starts trailing wet kisses down the length of your body, his gentle caresses almost reverent in the way he devoted equal attention to every part of you.
“love you,” he mumbles, pressing his cheek against the heated skin of your thigh before peering up at you, seemingly waiting for your permission to go any further.
you gesture at him to come closer, reaching up to grip the back of his neck and pulling him down to seal your mouth over his once more. luca’s heart feels as if it will pound right out of his chest and his lungs are screaming for air but the taste of you on his tongue leaves him unable to think of anything else.
he’s greedy for you—the years you’ve been together doing nothing to satiate the need his body has to feel you against him at all hours of the day. maybe later down the line the burning hunger will die down into a warm flame, the velvet box hiding in the back of his underwear drawer a testament to his devotion for you. perhaps a few kids that were a perfect mix of your hair and his eyes will finally appease the possessive part of him that never seems satisfied despite the many hickeys decorating your body, but for now luca is happy to remind you of his love for you through other means. the night is still young after all.
##WRITTEN ON 230103
336 notes
·
View notes
hewwooooo
mloly in @koifsssh’s greaser au
she is def the type who believes in love at first sight with anyone and everyone
shes a shy lil bean and she stutters, which made it hard for her to find work, especially with all the speciesism and everything making it worse. Then she found out Poppy’s diner was hiring, and she loved how they were patient, accepting, and kind with her, plus she loved to skate so bonus for her. I think she would be especially good at making people smile with cute little ice cream dishes, like little designs on them, like those coffee art things.
also there is no way they don’t do skating races THERES JUST NO WAY-
how do you drawd the limited edition purple thing side profile 😭😭
57 notes
·
View notes