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faster, heated in this sweet space.

(for the staytisthiddenhaunter2024 event in twt!)

Void Stiles: I think I'm getting better at this. I didn't even stab him.

Kira: And we are so proud of you. No-stabbing Wednesdays, new tradition.

normal day at grillby's

Umh... So I think, I should to introduce myself, it is..?

You can call me Ksy (Ксай), and I'm that type of person, who afraid to share their works.

But I'm swear, I will post there something then I'll get more brave (even this is hard to me to post qwq)

Also, I'm russian, and I can have problems with English, the most difficult is that 12 times (then russian has only 3 of them )

Also- I'm mostly in Undertale and JJBA community, but don't draw almost anything for second fandom, but you can always discuss with me anything about JoJo

I think it's all that you need to know about me, so have a good day ⊂((・▽・))⊃

One major disadvantage of entering the Jedi Order at the ripe old age of nine:

You miss the intro classes where they teach Stop, Drop, and Roll.

That knowledge would have come in handy on Mustafar, you know? To be fair, Anakin was also freshly down a bunch of limbs, but still. He had already dropped. All he had to do was roll.

punk the chaser?? kate the bassist?? idk man

Crazy how nature wives still won. Crazy how they are both still alive and happy and weren’t cruelly separated from each other in the end. Isn’t that soooo crazy

To say Cole was having a really fucking bad day was the understatement of the century. He’d started his morning being yelled at by a woman at work who was positively incensed that The Music Center of Hawkins, Indiana didn’t carry some brand new Yamaha keyboard. As if Hawkins was the epicenter for all trends and expensive brands? Then, he’d taken his mom’s car to the shop to assess the damage, and those crooks were claiming he’d have to pay $3,000. Who in Hawkins had that kind of cash laying around and what the hell did they need it for? So, yeah, he’d left the shop in a bit of a flurry and maybe wasn’t paying the best attention to his surroundings-- but it was not his fault that his car slid into the one in front of him. He’d slammed on the brakes, but the damn thing reacted so slowly. Could you damage your brakes in a crash?

Cole groaned when the prick got out of the car. This was going to be fun. The guy started yelling and, truthfully, Cole was barely listening. He was distracted by the guy’s antics... and maybe a little by his face. Cole unclicked his seatbelt and slid out of the car, wishing he had a cigarette right now. He had barely even hit the car, it wasn’t even dented-- something that could easily buff out, which Cole knew because he’d buffed out plenty of scratches on his mom’s old station wagon before. “Calm the fuck down, guy,” Cole said, rolling his eyes. “I happen to like driving my car around like this, unsure if the brakes will give out or if it’ll all just go up in flames at any minute. Keeps me awake,” he articulated every syllable, leaning into the guy’s personal space. Then, because he couldn’t help it: “If you wanted my number, you could’ve just asked without all the fuss.” He paused and, when the guy prompted him again, Cole threw his hands out in a shrugging motion. “The fuck do you want me to write my information on? Your car?” he dangled his keys in front of the guy, as if he would key his home address into the bumper. 

WHO: thad bradshaw and @colemontgomeryx​ WHERE: the streets of hawkins 

thad could read a map, he really could! he’d even taken cartography lessons growing up, but nothing, nothing, could have prepared him for how to navigate hawkins. the roadways made no sense, the city planning was incomprehensible, and he was thoroughly irritated. as his road rage was about to peak, everything halted when some piece of shit came barreling into the back of his car. his baby. he had a lot of outlandish things in life, but none quite as important as his car. money was no object, and neither was the labor, thad would drop both gladly, but it was the principle. nice things, like his car, should be kept nice. and ugly things, like the clunker that hit him, should be driven off a bridge. 

stepping out of his car huffing and puffing, thad slammed the door closed, “hey, man.” he said, jaw clenched. “i don’t know if your brains are scrambled or you think driving that thing is street legal, but you just ruined my car!” it was a dramatization, really. he hadn’t even looked at his bumper, but right now it was more important that thad get the point across that he was upset. “it’s an engine combustion waiting to happen,” he placed his hands on his hips, “not only are you stupid, but you’re lazy. that would take me maybe…two…three afternoons worth of work.” he boasted, simultaneously insulting the other, “and god knows, there’s nothing to do around here, so maybe you should get your priorities in check, pal.” now that he had sufficiently ranted, thad thought clearly to demand, “give me your information, so i can contact you with a bill after i fix my car.” he looked back at his baby, all dented and scratched in the back. thad’s lip could’ve quivered. he turned back to the monster who did this, and more forcefully prompted, “well don’t just stand there, now.”

CHANGE OF PACE HERE BOYS

Okay… Iykyk obviously.

Anyways, I love them andddd I can’t believe I’ve posted three times in one week. This is the most motivation I’ve had in over a year. Frustrating

They would’ve looked better with glasses but I couldn’t figure it out (I didn’t want to I was tired)

Ok love ya enjoy

Art is by me ——————> @sillyboycam x_x

Day 5 (Five)

Gender Identities

Characters: “Flynn ‘Puck’ [he’s just called Flynn :) | SHOA], Hosah Azriel Elderhallow [D&D Campaign], & Kolimai [doesn’t need a last name | Disaster Crew]

  [Image Description: The first character on the left is a young (seemingly) masculine person who named Flynn. He is sitting on some object with one leg tucked under the other as if trying to balance something in his lap. He has light colored that is extremely thick (so much so that it is extremely fluffy and poofy) and has heterochromia, with his right eye being dark colored and his left eye being light colored (his eye colors have not been fully decided). Flynn has large black wings that are semi folded behind him. Flynn has a darker skin tone. Flynn has several scars visible, namely one slash on the right side of his face, a slash scar on his neck horizontally, a large burn on his left knee, a few others. Flynn is wearing a t shirt that says “Great Sage Equal to Heaven” on the front and the initials “SW” on the sleeve that are supposed to be a reference to “Sun Wukong.” Flynn is also wearing shorts with boots that are not the same color.

  The second character is near the center of the image, he is named Hosah. Hosah has light colored eyes and hair, though their hair is darker than Flynn’s. Hosah is wearing high waisted pants, boots that go up to the calf, and a button up shirt with a bola tie (I think that is the term for it but it doesn’t have the gem that bola ties seem to have). His hair is long and straight, it is in a loose pony tail that is draped over chest. They have several small scars and are wearing a band on their left arm that says “Druid,” there is also fire coming from their left hand in a ball. The is a small halo over his head, though Hosah is not dead, they are simply of celestial heritage. 

  The third character is only a head that is on the right. They have glasses and smooth hair. Their name is Kolimai.]

  [Text in Image: Flynn; Genderfluid (Flynn); He/They/Em (Flynn’s Pronouns, the last one is a neopronoun); Hosah Azriel Elderhallow; Demiboy (Hosah); He/They (Hosah’s Pronouns); Kolimai; Agender (Kolimai); They/Them (Kolimai’s Pronouns); Little Fae Jerk (an accurate yet oversimplified summary of Kolimai’s character); June 5th (fifth); Gender Identities; All three (3) are geniuses]

  Flynn can be simply described as Flynn by everyone, or some people describe him as a genius “Cotton-Eye Joe” (which he has no idea why they call him this as he has great vision and isn’t named anything close to Joesph) as no one knows where he came from or where he goes in his free time. Flynn was extremely quiet at first but then suddenly started to socialize, one day he behaved as if he was an observer then suddenly the next day, he blended into the class perfectly. Everyone thought that was just some kid but the more they talked to him the more they realized he was anything but a normal kid. The main thing everyone figured out quickly, he somehow knows almost everything to know about math and science but has never heard of anything related to pop culture. He didn’t even know what ice cream or soda was. 

  Hosah is an Archdruid of the highest order, who spends his days helping the small town he helped found with an old school friend and managing many businesses. Well, most people don’t think he’s a druid, due to the fact that never shapeshifts, he is always Good Ole’ Hosah. He often pays his friend Crypt visits in their forest.

  Kolimai is the leader of the odd jobs business they run with Stephan and Nicoren. They also have an OBSURD amount of doctorates, because what else are immortals supposed to do? Stephan and Kolimai met when Stephan was 10 during the aftermath of the garlic bread incident. And Stephan & Kolimai met Nicoren at the same time. While the Kolimai knows a decent amount about the other two, they don’t really know a lot. They know Kolimai is cursed, and they know that their immortality and eternal youth aren’t curse... but other than that, they don’t know sh*t.

  Image drawn on June 5th (fifth) or 6/5/2022.