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theoestofocs · 2 years
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Hey, I read your fanfic, “the Lives We’ve Shared.” For some reason, this was the only thing I could picture for the scene with Jon and Georgie
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It lost a lot of detail in the photo, so I'm sorry about that. I love this story and this scene especially. I know this wasn't what you were going for, but that's what I pictured for some reason. I hope you have a wonderful day.
ohhhh my gosh this is. absolutely gorgeous. clicking for quality brings a lot of the detail back i think? and it is INCREDIBLE detail i am so honoured hhhhh
thank you for sharing this with me!! if it's alright i'd like to add a link to this (or embed the photo directly, if i can figure out how to do that?) to the chapter in question? i am in love with this image it is So perfect
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serialreblogger · 15 days
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hi hello!! just wanted to let you know I was thinking about you and hope you are well! here's a picture of my lizard and my cat :]
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!!!! is beautiful 🩵💜🩵 thank you friend!! the feeling is mutual, i'd love to know how you've been
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loupy-mongoose · 4 months
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Question, what would Akoya look like with her human form's hair down?
I thought I had some decent past doodles showing it, but I couldn't find any in my glancing through my art tag, so I whipped up some samples!
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You can't really see it from the front unless it's draped over her shoulders, lol. (It conveniently stays out of her face~)
It's hard to find, but I've drawn her previous 'do down a few times.
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(I forgot about this one!)
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(Her first human appearance! :3 I want to redraw it sometime~)
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phlurrii · 3 months
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It's funny how, as soon as I saw Randy's new design, I just knew that you had some sort of influence in it XD
Idk what, but something about it just had "you" written all over it
It was the gradients… it was the gradients wasn’t it
Jokes aside, I didn’t do all that much, mostly just come patterns concepts!
Also slapping a read more for spoilers!
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I shared a few of these back and fourth with Loups while she was hammering out ideas! Top left you can see the concept she had at the time! She toyed around with some lovely colour pallets before settling on this beautiful final one!!
This was actually version 2 of Randy’s ghost form! She had a much earlier one that was closer to his “Mo” design, but went with this absolute banger instead >;3
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The stuff she liked ended up being his under eye markings and full body streak! Darkening his tail tip a bit, as well as keeping the more gradient esc whipsy whites on his hair, tail base, tail tip, and footys!
The final one she gave the gradients a lot more purpose with the streaks to emphasize his new main! And the final thingy he got was his glorious lil turtle neck >;3
So in the end, i just helped spruce up some patterns and give her stuff to work with, she did AMAZING putting it all together into his floofy masterpiece!! >w<
Also just to make sure, Randy belongs to @loupy-mongoose Phenomenal story, Linden Roots ;3
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whumpzone · 1 year
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I want Col to fall down the stairs late at night, and when he hits the bottom in the pitch black, he feels right back in the basement. When Linden finds him, woken by the noise, Col is completely out of it. He just sees his old owner, leaning over him, and spirals into a full blown panic attack.
It only took a second. One slip, and his stomach lurched as he fell, arms flying out to try and stop the inevitable.
His head cracked against the wooden floor.
No- not wooden. The basement was concrete.
His Master had pushed him to the floor, hadn't he?
Pet had misbehaved again; the punishment was only fair.
Pain bloomed outwards across his skull. He tentatively raised a hand, waiting to see if he would strain against today's restraints, but he was untethered. That was a considerable mercy. Pet pressed his palm gingerly into his hair, feeling for blood.
His hair was greasy, but aside from that his palm came away dry. Master had been kind.
He had an overwhelming feeling that he was allowed to speak, and the words tumbled out before he could really interrogate that thought.
"S-Sorry, Master, I'm sorry," he moaned. His entire body hurt. Why couldn't he remember what had just happened? What had he done wrong this time?
It was so dark that Pet couldn't see him, and when there was no reply, he didn't even know which direction to kneel in. Pulling his limbs up hurt, god, it hurt so badly, and he was so dizzy, and eventually his small modicum of strength failed him and he slumped back down like a doll.
"I'm sorry, p...please, I'm sorry, I'm trying."
"Col?"
Pet flinched. The sound came from somewhere above him, confusingly, somewhere he couldn't place. His fingers were starting to tingle with panic. He was vulnerable and scared, he felt lost somehow, but he was exactly where he belonged.
Fuck, he was so scared. His lungs started to take in less and less air. The concrete of the basement felt wrong, and his neck felt wrong, too exposed, and why were all the lights off? What had Master just shouted at him? What was he going to do now?
Master's footsteps drew closer all at once, and out of the darkness materialised a face that was both familiar and misplaced. Pet tried to speak, but he was having to fight for every breath, and he was losing.
"I'm, I'm, I'm s-s-sorry, I'm sorry Master I don't know wha- what's going on, I just, I'm trying, I'm trying-"
He ran out of breath ungraciously, and he'd already wasted Master's time with his babbling. He brought his hand up to his head again, this time to try and protect it from the next blow.
When a hand did come down on him, it came down soft, but Pet was so tightly wound that it still made him gasp.
"It's me," Master said. "It's Linden."
Who?
The confusion must have been evident on his face, because Master tried again, urging his pet to overcome his animal stupidity.
"You're home. You must have fallen, but you're okay. I'll look after you. Does that make sense?"
"But I... I messed up," Pet pleaded weakly. His cheeks were wet, though he couldn't tell exactly when he'd cried. "I'm sorry."
"You didn't. You've been great, I'm really happy with you. You're lovely."
"I'll be better," he promised. He promised it a lot, but it was all he could do.
Master tucked his hands under Pet's bruised body and hoisted him up, sitting him on the bottom of the stairs. They were carpeted. Because...
Something blew away the fog in his brain. Col squinted through his throbbing headache and saw the house properly. Master was sat beside him, his face lightly creased with worry.
Col made a second or two of eye contact, which was all it took. Master, in his infinite intelligence, just knew.
"Col," he said, giving him a small smile, which Col accepted gratefully.
"I... I went away, I'm sorry, Sir."
"It happens sometimes. Horrible thing for you to experience. I'm so glad you're back, but you were never truly away. I wouldn't let that happen."
God, the relief was sweeter than sugar.
"I'll get you an ice pack, and some painkillers, and you can see how you feel after that."
Exhaustion crashing into him with no warning. Col wiped away the remaining tears from his cheeks, and nodded, finding he'd run out of words.
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mewtwoevolution · 7 months
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Donor getting a nice talk with @loupy-mongoose’s Randy. Having mewtwo kid(s) has their challenges…
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s0ftpining · 11 months
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they're the same picture
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jaxfromthatcircus · 2 months
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DAD MOM! Can I see Linden again? I miss them :[
- ❁@littleladylav❁
"Sure, he's over there at the art and crafts room, wanna come check on him with me?"
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lyxchen · 1 year
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@michelangelinden
Okay so Tumblr won't let me see your ask but luckily I took a screenshot so here you go. I finally finished this wip (that is btw inspired by something @latinposeidon once said) and I'm really glad I did <3
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Some floaty willex kiss for you :3
Here's the ask game
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croissant-enthusiast · 2 months
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frage 9 und 12 für pia👀
Hallo Eva!!!
Pia Nation rise! *Hier diesen Feuer Elmo einfügen*
9. Could you be roommates with this character?
(DE: könnten du und der Charakter Mitbewohner sein?)
Wieso könnten, wir sind schon Roommates.
Absolut kann ich mir das vorstellen, aber chaotisch wird's wohl denke ich. Zwei Nachteulen, ADHD-coded, die nicht auf sich selbst aufpassen können? Passt. Ich könnte mir auch vorstellen, dass es ne ziemlich gesellige WG wäre, mit Filmabenden und zusammen Lasagne machen (oder Nudeln beim Chinesen bestellen), wenn sie nicht unbedingt drei Tage am Stück im Büro ist.
Es würde wahrscheinlich regelmäßig passieren dass wir unabgesprochen gleichzeitig nachts um drei nach Hause kommen, sie aus dem Büro, ich weil ich noch in der Garderobe versackt bin (Kontext: ich mache Theater).
Aber so die Wäsche und das Geschirr würde sich schon stapeln, könnte also auch anstrengend werden.
12. What’s a headcanon you have for this character?
(DE: was ist ein Headcanon, den du für diesen Charakter hast?)
Also, dass sie ADHS hat hab ich ja jetzt schon ein paar Mal erwähnt (ist auch ein Thema in der fic, die ich gerade schreibe 👀). Aber weil sie der current Blorbo ist, hab ich eine Menge mehr! Hier eine Handvoll!
Sie ist als Einzelkind bei ihrer alleinerziehenden Mutter aufgewachsen und hat eine richtig gute Beziehung mit ihr. Sie wohnt nicht in der Nähe, deswegen sieht sie sie nur selten, aber sie nimmt sich regelmäßig Zeit, um sie zu besuchen.
Dass sie queer ist, ist ihr recht früh aufgefallen und war Zuhause auch nie ein Problem. In ihrer Studienzeit war sie auch mehr involviert in der queeren Szene, jetzt hat sie einfach keine Zeit mehr. Wenn sie es schafft, geht sie aber gerne auf den CSD.
Sie hätte wirklich gerne eine Katze, aber in ihrer Wohnung darf sie keine haben (was vielleicht aktuell auch ganz gut ist, so selten, wie sie Zuhause ist). Aber wenn sie eine hätte, würde sie ihr Tricks beibringen. Stattdessen versucht sie sich immer wieder an Topfpflanzen, die aber aus gleichem Grund nur mehr oder weniger gut überleben.
Okay, ich glaube das reicht (aber ich hab noch mehr, also ask away 😌)
Schickt mir Asks aus dieser Liste und einen Charakter!
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michelangelinden · 1 year
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I have a hc that Alex is the Best at playing hide and seek for no real reason. Luke and Reggie could search for ages and not find him. And it’s (almost) never due to Reggie or Luke having no brain cells and missing somewhere obvious. He somehow wedges into seemingly impossible places and even when they were alive would manage to disappear. They’d never met anyone close to as good at playing hide and seek until Alex… That is UNTIL they meet Willie who is just as good. When they learn this, Alex and Willie start working together and hiding in the same place. Which they definitely don’t use as an excuse for forced close proximity. And when they’re Officially Dating they can pass the time while Reggie and Luke are looking for them with lots of kissing
Incredible headcanon!! I imagine it would go something like this:
People argue that the fun of hide-and-seek is actually finding all the people who were hiding, so you could go again.
Not for Sunset Curve. When they played hide-and-seek it was war. And they all fought as best as they could.
There was no denying that Alex was the best out of all of them though. He was the shortest for almost their entire youth, so he had been able to squeeze himself into the smallest corners or hide under a blanket mountain, blending in seamlessly. But even when he grew taller when they got to their last year of middle school, he was still nearly invisible, still able to squeeze himself into the smallest corners for some reason, and he figured out how to hide his long legs under the blanket mountain too.
It took the others ages to find him, but never once did they lose motivation. It was a challenge. They wanted to beat Alex. But no one was up to Alex's level until Willie came along.
Willie wasn't a particularly good seeker, because they did lose interest at some point (less because he wasn't keen on finding his friends or annoyed at them that they were hiding so well, but they got distracted sometimes, which rather annoyed Willie himself). But they were the world's best hider, finding corners even Alex hadn't considered yet, and Alex finally found his match.
Now it started to frustrate the others a little bit. Because now that they didn't only have Alex they couldn't find, but Willie too, it was nearly impossible to win the game. So in order to make it fair, Luke insisted that Alex and Willie would have to team up when hiding and find a place to hide in together. Reggie agreed with a lot of winks.
Their hope was that because they were now two bodies they had to hide, they had fewer places, but in reality it was Alex and Willie's hiding genius combined, so they always found a place. But they were two bodies they had to hide, so it was usually pretty tight. Alex didn't know if he wanted to party or scream.
The first time it happened was a little awkward, but mostly on Alex's side. They were hiding in a kitchen cabinet, Alex folded together like a lawn chair, Willie sitting opposite him with their legs involuntarily tangled together between them. It was summer and they were both wearing shorts, so there was a lot of leg-to-leg, skin-to-skin contact. Alex felt like his whole body was burning and he was very glad that it was pretty dark in the cabinet so that Willie wasn't able to see the bright blush on his cheeks.
"Comfy," Willie commented in a whisper.
Alex snorted. "You think so?"
"Hm," Willie hummed in response. "You come here often?"
"Are you really flirting with me in a kitchen cabinet?"
(Alex didn't know why he asked that. But he'd known Willie for a couple months now and he was comfortable around them, and knew that they wouldn't take the question too seriously, so he just kinda did.)
"I mean, we gotta spend the time somehow, it's gonna take a while until they find us," Willie explained, then winked.
Alex didn't respond, but he bumped his knee into Willie's. And in a spurt of the moment, he placed his hand on Willie's ankle, over their strawberry socks. He could see Willie smiling in the dark.
The first time they kissed was also in one of their hiding places. This time they were pressed chest to chest behind the bathroom door, trying to stifle their giggles and stay quiet. Alex desperately hoped Willie wasn't able to feel how fast his heart was beating with how close they were. Willie had his hands on Alex's hips (to save space and press closer, Alex told himself) and he had one of his a little awkwardly placed on Willie's arm.
And then Willie kind of just pushed up onto their tiptoes and kissed Alex. A surprise attack. Alex wasn't prepared. So it took him a moment to regain his bearings after Willie leaned back, nervous smile on their face, eyes searching his. Naturally Alex leaned forward and kissed the expression right off their lips.
That was the first time Reggie was able to find them before the rest, because in their excitement Willie's head had bumped against the door and made a sound. But Reggie was more delighted to have found them in the first place than to have found them kissing.
Alex and Willie didn't care about having lost so quickly for once, because oh wow, kissing, that was exciting!
Kissing was fun. Kissing each other was fun. So they kissed a lot. In their rooms, in the garage before band practice, at their lockers or outside the music room when no one was watching, and of course in their hiding spots.
Some spots didn't really allow it. Alex strained his neck so much to reach Willie in the kitchen cabinet again that he couldn't properly turn his head to the left for two days. Or when they were hiding behind a plant pot and they were so cramped that Alex's leg had somehow ended up on Willie's shoulder. Willie had laughed and just cheesily pressed a kiss to his shin.
But then there were places like between the spare couch on the loft and the wall, where they found themselves in an excellent kissing position. Yes, Alex was pretty uncomfortable lying on his back on the hard, dusty wooden floor, but Willie was perched in his lap, propped up with a hand on either side of Alex's head, kissing him stupid.
Now that they were dating and spending their time hiding with making out, Alex was no longer worrying about being in close proximity with Willie. Now he was hoping his lips were soft enough or that his fingertips weren't ice cold when he let them dip beneath Willie's crop top (they often were), or that he didn't accidentally bite Willie's lip (he did once, but Willie just kissed him harder after). They were much better worries, and Willie was always adamant on kissing them right away.
"I know you're making out, I can hear you!" Luke shouted from the ground, still looking for all of them. He huffed. "I just don't know where."
Alex and Willie grinned into their kiss. They weren't going to give Luke a hint. But as long as their kissing didn't tell Luke where they were hiding, they weren't going to stop either. They had this time to themselves and no one could say anything about it.
Hhhhh this was fun to write! And auch a great headcanon, thank you so much!!! A lot of forehead kisses for you 😘😘😘😘
(send me headcanons and I'll give you forehead kisses in return, or maybe a even a drabble)
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theoestofocs · 2 years
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ohohoho hooooo that wip list sure looks good 👀👀👀 everything i know about batman coms from this hellsite right here but that sound intriguing :D idk who babs is but good for them, and fuck yeah for gotham saving itself👏
ALSO MER JON MER JON MER JON can you tell I love that trope? give me a sea-creature fic any day, mers, sirens, selkies, anything and everything, i love😍 pls pls give me some ominous vagaries or your opinions plssss
(ty for tagging me!! <3 unfortunately currently i am in uni exam season hell and also when i do have wips theyre more of a yarn-work kind, but ty for tagging me anyway :DD)
:D babs is short for "barbara," aka the first batgirl* and later Oracle, the most badass hero in the batman universe imo. she uses** a wheelchair because the joker shot her in the spine to, in his words, "prove a point" (he wanted to use her trauma to drive her father, Commissioner Gordon (aka the One Good Cop), ""insane."" it didn't work but it does continue to drive me insane every time i think about the fact that someone wrote that). anyway babs is my hero i love her a Normal amount and despite my eagerness to read any fic where the joker dies, i've yet to find one where babs gets to pull the trigger. and i just think she deserves it. yknow. to prove a point.
MER JON heheh i have not published this fic and thus far am still not intending to (my restraint is tenuous but as yet unbroken), mainly bc the premise i've chosen is. A Lot like the moth!jon fic i am also writing. and i feel like one "evil scientist turns jon into a disabled cryptid" au on my account is probably enough (but in THIS one elias is just a capitalist. so it's different see)
SO valid friend i wish you all the luck with your exams!! as well as ur yarn-work <3
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serialreblogger · 7 months
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Hiya Linden!!! Just wanted to say hi and that I'm' still thinking of you. I hope things are going okay.
<3 same for u shine, i hope the goats are well
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loupy-mongoose · 9 months
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Is mite average baby sized or is she smaller than average ?
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Okay.
So.
It's time to let you all in on my little secret.
Rosemary is a Pygmy Mew. :3
She'll always be smaller than average.
I also made a rough estimate of all their sizes, including Rosie's mom and the Mewborn babies
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@puzzled-zebra @quins-makeshift-menagerie
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crowpricorn · 9 months
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Hello!! 5 and/or 13 for the kiss prompts for Wesper?? 👀
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5: where it doesn't hurt + 13: discreetly
hi!! 💌 I wrote this in less than half an hour, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless💗💗
Jesper never thought he could spend even a single day without feeling the rush, the pull, the need — to move and keep moving until he got swallowed by the tide, to play and keep playing until he lost everything. His body had been a cage for something that shouldn't have been caged at all, something that kept looking for ways to burst out.
That's how his blessing turned into a curse — and has been a curse all these years, all this time.
Until now that the energy buzzing into his bones is finally unleashed — whenever Jesper shoots (for fun, now, rather than necessity) he knows what he is doing to the bullets, whenever he needs something he tries and make that something. Wylan encouraged him to try and take the colors off some of his paintings. "I will ruin them," he had protested. "You won't," Wylan had stubbornly answered, chin tilted upwards and eyes fierce as flames and kind as the warmest hug.
So, Jesper took all the paint off the canvas, leaving white expanses for Wylan to paint all over again. So, Jesper shaped vases and statues in the Van Eck mansion the way he liked.
The painful, buzzing, deafening scream of energy trapped into his crawling skin has long gone.
And what it left space for, is this: it's Wylan's kisses all over his neck, and when before he had always felt his skin prickle and the intense urge for more, more, more, now there's just the soothing press of lips against skin. The comforting scent of Wylan's clean curls tickling his nose, the caress of his breath against his throat. He is not as sensitive to touch as he was before, not so desperate — he is there and he is present and he revels in the embrace of his lover.
At the beginning it was all wanting more and getting too much, not knowing how to ask and how to plead for Wylan to stop — when his skin got too sensitive, when he felt his bones pushing against his skin like they wanted to burst out. It hadn't been his bones — it had been his gift, all that bottled up energy that finally, finally Jesper allowed into his life. And when he did, what had always been a rush, a thrill, a too much, became slow, comforting, soothing.
Wylan grazes his teeth against Jesper's collarbone, and everything Jesper feels is the graze of teeth against skin — not sparks of energy that send him fidgeting and squirming, not rushes of incoherent thoughts to his brain. Just this: his boyfriend kissing his naked skin and Jesper not aching from it anymore. Aching for it, rather.
"Don't leave marks," Jesper urges when Wylan bites into the swell of his throat. What he earns is Wylan's devilish, smart smile, and that also soothes Jesper. He is seen, he is loved and held, he is free from the cage of his body and mind.
"They don't show on your skin," Wylan retorts, pouting a bit until Jesper physically has to lean down and kiss Wylan for it. Kiss Wylan because he wants and loves to, and not because his body needs to have that too much feeling that was killing it — too many games, too much risk, too much asked from Wylan that ended up in both of them sobbing and Jesper shamefully explaining that, apparently, he didn't know his limits. He does now. He does because his body is not poisoned anymore — it is there, alert but also peaceful, and it doesn't ache anymore.
"I have seen too many councilmen stare at my neck to believe you. Plus, we are meeting Kaz in half an hour."
Wylan groans, brows furrowing in displeasure. "They can suck my—"
"Merchling!" Jesper laughs, and that also comes easy: a genuine laugh punched out of his chest. Not forced, not hysterical, not too much. Real, full of love and surprise.
Wylan surges up to capture Jesper's lips in a biting kiss that, in a matter of seconds, turns soft and heart-warming and mind-blowing. The kind of kiss that grounds Jesper and riles Wylan up until his hands roam through his boyfriend's whole body. Which is what he does now. He presses Jesper harder against the shelves of the library and he kisses him like he wants to kiss the hurt away — like if there's something of that poisonous restraint in Jesper's body, he can just kiss him like a prayer and let it go away for good.
Jesper melts into the kiss and touches, anchoring himself to the feelings before he can float away from his body. Before, he was too caged in his body that he had to constantly shift his attention to something else, something more. Now, he feels so at ease under his own skin that he risks getting lost into the warmth and peace. It's not easy to find a balance, not for Jesper at least, but he tries.
Slowly, Wylan's hands come up to cup his cheeks and he deepens the kiss, panting against Jesper's mouth and then digging down again, bruising his neck until Jesper can do nothing else but moan and cling to the man he loves. He is about to curl his tongue around a moan of Wylan's name, as his boyfriend gently kisses his bruised neck, when they both stop.
A creak.
Voices from downstairs, probably the staff welcoming their guest.
Of course Kaz is early.
They raise their heads so fast that Jesper hits his against a shelf, rushing to put his shirt back on and trying to button it up before Kaz can open the door.
When he will, he'll find Wylan laughing to himself, hand in hand with a Jesper with his shirt buttoned unevenly and a bit crooked, and with a neck covered in darker or redder marks that they both know Kaz will notice. He will open the door to find Jesper happy, grounded, loved and in love, making room for sensations when before it was only hurtful sensitivity and ache.
For now, Jesper pushes Wylan off and Wylan comes closer to pepper his face with kisses while Jesper fumbles to button his own shirt. For now, Wylan kisses Jesper like a promise and laughs against his lips until all Jesper feels is not the rush, the thrill, the urge, but the unspoiled, soothing love.
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whumpzone · 6 months
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I have been looking at Halloween costumes, so… What are the boys going as for Halloween?!
awww!
Col is going as Michael Myers (it actually kind of scares Linden), Linden is going as a vampire (which Vik decries as boring and lazy) and Vik is going as the bear from Cocaine Bear (he achieves this by wearing a headband with bear ears on and smearing talcum powder all over his nose)
I would love to draw this when I've next got my tablet :")
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