Good news: i have more spicy drider content for y'all
Bad news: its not sanders sides and its using two of my ocs bc i was feeling v self-indulgent
Good news: its a three panel comic strip that i plan to color if yall wanna see it, and I want to make more content of them(wether I plan to post it or not) if y'all want to see more of them after that
A lil more bad news: I stayed up till 5 am drawing the comic strip lineart and dont have time to color it or post it so yall have to wait till i at least have time to post the lineart cuz idk if I'll wait to color it to post it lol
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The camera whirrs, the mechanisms slowing to a halt as the operator fits another slide in. He mutters something to an assistant, gesturing to the backdrop. Clearly, things can be improved on.
Yuri steps in, brushing down the shoulders of my uniform and fussing with the medals. 'Tired?'
The uniform is weighs against me, my muscles aching from standing so long. The lights overhead burn against my eyes. I want nothing more than to crawl into my bed. But while Yuri may be sympathetic, Ivan won't stand for any complaint. I shake my head.
The operator motions that he's ready for another take.
'Good luck,' Yuri smiles, moving to step back.
'Should I not... Say something? If it's going to be a recording?'
'No, no, you're doing magnificently. There's no need for words.'
Ivan's eyes find me, hooking into my skin like claws. 'What would you say anyway? Nobody wants to hear you. It's your face people want to see. I'll do the talking.'
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Do they get embarrassed easily when it comes to nsfw things? Or are they shameless?
What kind of things are they into?
Are they a virgin? When did they lose their virginity? If they haven’t, do you think they ever will? Are they waiting for someone special, or do they just not care?
Some Like It...Mild || Accepting
Beth imagines that given Kit is a therapist, questions asked of friends like this would be far down on her list of interesting things. But then again, she can only imagine the rumours Kit's heard over the last years; the ones about her and Andy, the ones about her being a tease, a tart, a nun. And rather than taking them to heart or becoming part of the gossip mill, the other woman decides to tackle them head on, with an open honesty that have nothing to do with the cocktails and the Grey's Anatomy binge watch from the beginning.
The first question is really quite an innocent one, and she has to smile. Soft-ball pitch, she appreciates that.
"I t'ink it all depends on da context, yeah? I have…curiosity. All kinds of movies, shows, books…all of it…make it seem so easy, so natural. I lissen t' my braddah's stories. I seem people a' work always turnin' up wit' someone new, talkin' about da kine… Tender an' stuff." Clearly, she means Tinder. "But I jus'…don' get it? I mean I can tell when someone is conventionally or uniquely good lookin' based on societal culture an' norms. I know how alla parts fit togeddah. But I sometimes have questions an' mebbe dat seems shameless but how I'm suppose to find out if I don' aks questions, right? So I guess…dat's somet'ing you're gonna hafta judge for yaself. But da more detail, easier it is to make me blush."
The next is harder and it shows on her face with furrowed brows and her lips twisted to the side.
"Patience…in understandin' I don' have da same drive as mebbe someone else. Kindness and gentility. Test biting, of course. Someone who understan' what dey like, an' not afraid t' tell me. Dancing."
Beth doesn't really require much, she isn't high maintenance, and she's a blank slate in many ways. And yet…it's still hard to fit other people's requirements.
The third question and its little question chicks are the hardest, the ones that bring the most colour to her face, and Beth downs two vodka jello-shots along with the rest of her espresso martini.
"I am, yeah. Mos'ly because…I haven't really…" What? Fallen in love? How many women don't hold that up as concrete criteria? That she hasn't felt the desire? She has but it was fleeting and not enough to act on. The truth is that she hasn't really met anyone who have wanted her. For the night? Sure. Shake a stick with interns and attendings and you'll break it for all the hits but Beth isn't interested in that. She wants…needs…something more. "I mean I'd like t' t'ink dat it'll happen some day, don't we all? But I don' really care enough to pursue it, an' I no can say I really believe dat dere's someone out dere for me."
She shrugs.
"Wha' about you? What made you do it, dat first time? Did ya evah regret bein' wi' someone aftawards? Did you feel same-same desire after havin' children? Is dere somet'ing you're hoping to find wi' my braddah?"
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