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Summer Fantasia Gang
My first post!!!
I drew this about a month back before the event ended, but I only posted on here today :’))
I promise I’m not a loser!!
Until we meet again
Time for the rest of the gang!
+ some interactions
I always loved Mocha x PJ, I think they are great together (and I may or not have a crush on her and on Silvia and on Bradley and- oh god everyone is hot in this movie). Also Mona was A Max girlfriend for me. Idk why I don’t like Roxanne, I just think cannonicaly speaking Mona x Max are way better and Roxie is….. there. She certainly is there.
I forgot to write it there, but only PJ knows Mocha’s real name. She treats her scene name very seriously.
Rockstars AU part 2
part 1, part 3
Whoopsie daisy I forgor I have a power of furry-muscle-memory which led me into making it super quickly
Also I know Mona is off model every single panel, I’ll get how to draw her someday….
Finally finished this little project. All the thieves as crepes! part 1.
This is late but here’s the rest of Genshintober. Days 19-26, and 28-30: Mualani, Xianyun, Arlecchino, Zhongli and Guizhong, Sigewinne, Xilonen, Freminet, Mona, Mavuika and Capitano, and Chiori
I didn’t know you could only add ten images per post so I’ll add the other later
The reasons why these are late:
1. College,
2. I have a job
3. Artblock
4. Being an adult sucks
5. College
Have some Genshin WIPs cause I’m bored
There’s a reference in every single one
Another old post with the Super Mario Bros Crew! I still like this one a lot n_n
Happy Birthday Arden!🎂🎉
I read your intro post and it said that you like Genshin Impact and Stars and the first thing that came into my mind was Mona :)
I hope it is okay to look around, it’s the first time that I’ve like ‘seriously’ drawn smth also with colors and such and it is pretty rough but my computer time just ran out, I’m sorry
anyways, I hope you’re having awesome day🫶🫶 @lord-of-bad-art
here’s the sketch:
hiii c:
👩❤️💋👩 with mona and/or fischl please?
👩❤️💋👩-how do they like their kisses?
Mona
First of all, she’s mostly likely the type not to like public kisses so any kiss in public equals you getting whacked. But at home she definitely wants affection. Troublesome, but nevertheless, you love her.
Forehead kisses go brrrrr, she definitely loves it when you do that, a gentle way of showing your love for her. It leaves her all fluttery inside and she just leans into it because she wants to chase the feeling of safety that you provide for her.
She also finds kisses on the nose adorable!!! Like the way you do it just provides so much affection that she melts inside.
Her favourite are shoulder kisses though. Often as the two of you cuddle before going off to sleep, you, being the big spoon, would always pull her close as the two of you stare at the night sky from your window.
Fischl
Also hates public kisses,says it’s not good for her image, but you know she ends up blushing so hard if you do. She blushes when you kiss her in private, what more in public.
But she wouldn’t mind Eskimo kisses with you! She finds it really intimate, but at the same time it doesn’t involve her getting carried away by your lips so she can fully enjoy your affections uwu but in public uwu
She gets so flustered when you kiss her back, specifically where her tattoos are. It makes her melt inside, knowing that you acknowledge her as both Amy and Fischl, from the way that you kiss her wings, acknowledging Fischl. And when you kiss her eye, now uncovered from her eyepatch, she knows you appreciate her Amy side as well. It’s heartwarming, knowing that someone loves you, and all your different sides.
And in public, the only kiss she’ll allow, is the traditional kiss on her fingers. It’s classic as royalty, and as royalty, she has to follow such standards, no? It’s a running joke between the 2 of you, but the feeling of you being her loyal knight is something you two love to roleplay a lot. Besides, it’s fun to see her struggle in public, no?
Yes she still loves the classic cheek, forehead and lips kiss ehe
RoD crew as "i want a baby" thread on twitter
I drew this picture recently I call it 'Molly and the Camaro' after the two featured subjects. Professional Wrestler Molly Holly who has fondness classic muscle cars, as seen in the side by side compression below.
Molly Holly is best known for her time in the WWE were she wrestled during both the Attitude and Ruthless Aggression eras, she is a one time WWE Hardcore Champion and a two WWE Women's Champion. Molly retired in 2005 and induced into the WWE Hall of Fame in 2021.
The Car behind her is a 1969 Z/28 Chevrolet Camaro, a true classic and legendry pony car that uses 302 Chevy Small Block an engine that made the car famous on both the SCCA Trans Am and NHRA Race Tracks.
║Razor║What is Love?
Requested from Wattpad.
Gender-neutral
Fluff.
Word count: 1.4k
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This feeling in his chest.. It was suffocating him, but not in the bad way that people would think. At first, he really did thought that he was dying. His heart would always do this to him everytime he gets even a glimpse of you. It was common knowledge of what he might be feeling, but for someone like him, it was foreign and new. Did he like it? No, not really.
His beating heart feels like it wants to burst out of his chest, wanting to shout out at you something- anything that would calm his heart! But, he doesn't know what.
"Razor!"
That voice. That voice he was so familiar with yet gets jumpy when he hears it.. He turns around, feeling that suffocating feeling in his chest starting up again.
In the midst of grass he was at, the way you ran up to him with a smile on your face and basking in the sunlight, creating a soft glow around you.. All that to Razor was something he'd never forget for years to come. "(Y/N).." he calls out your name softly, mesmerized at the sight of you.
Your smile just got wider when you reached his side and sat down. "Good morning, how are you?" you ask, sitting down on the grass beside him. His face was immediately dusted with pink when you were in his sight but flared up when you sat beside him.
He gulps back a lump in his throat as he takes in all parts of your face- your bright eyes that was full of life, those long eyelashes that makes the eyes stand out, those lips- oh how he wishes to do something with those lips of yours.
When he stayed silent, not saying anything to you, you look at with a quizzical face. "Hey, Razor, are you okay?" You noticed that he's been out of it lately so today was no exception to your worrying observation. You stretched an arm out and lightly place it on his shoulders, getting the boy spooked at the sudden warmth. "Oh, uh, yes.." he answers.
"If you're not feeling well, you should rest at home. We can always hang out when you're feeling better," you said and stood up. The silver-haired boy looks up at your smiling face before looking away. "Yeah, I think that would be a good idea.." he agrees. You took him home, making sure he doesn't suddenly collapse on the way, before going home.
Razor laid on his bed, face burying into his pillow. His heart started to calm down but he still thinks that he should tell his parents, just in case it might be a medical thing that he's not aware of.
When the sun started to set, his parents came home from their work with a smile and a sing song voice as they call for their only child. "Razor, mommy and daddy are home," his mother say and the both made their way to his room. Upon seeing their son looking sad, their hearts ached.
"Razor? What's wrong, baby?" His mother quickly rushes and sat on the side of his bed, rubbing his back. It took a while but soon, Razor sat up on his bed, crossing his legs while looking down. "Is something wrong with me?" were the words he whispers. It broke his parents heart but more importantly, made them worry.
"No, nothing is wrong with you, sweetie," his mother reassures. "Can you tell me what happened to make you think like this?" She puts a comforting arm around him and bring him close.
He was silent, thinking of how he should explain it to his parents. Then, "It's.. My heart.." he finally says, a hand clutchs his shirt of where his heart is at. "Everytime.. When (Y/N) shows up.. I.. My heart.." He couldn't go on. He simply doesn't know how to say it. But, those words were enough for his parents to look at each other with a smile and laughed.
"Aw, my sweet baby boy." His mother rested her face on top of his head. "If you're wondering, no, you're not dying my sweet baby," his mother says. An immediate relief washes over Razor, but that still didn't answer why he was feeling like he was being suffocated.
"Then, why.. My heart?" He looks at his parents. "It's called 'love', my boy," his father chuckles. "But, it's a different kind of love- not the love you receive from us." Razor was beyond confused upon hearing his dad's words.
"Tell me, boy, you love us, right?" his father asks, which to that, Razor nods immediately with no hesitation. "And what about (Y/N)? Would you like it if you see them with someone else?" Razor thought about it and just imagining you hanging out with someone else made him sad and shook his head in response. "Those are the two. One, the loving care of a family or friend, but doesn't go on from beyond that. The second, is the one you're feeling- the kind of intimate love. An example, me and your mother."
Razor kind of understood it better and accepted the beating of his heart whenever he sees you. But, another question arises. How to make you stay with him rather than be with someone else? "Um, so.. How does.. Razor make (Y/N).. With me?" he asks.
"Well, my boy, there are many ways you can express your feelings towards them," his father says. "I, for one, confessed to your mother confidently under the large tree of Windrise. I can still remember it to this day." His father looked like he was off to somewhere else with a smile on his head as he rested his hands on his hips.
"What do you mean? If I remember correctly, you were a stuttering mess!" his mother points out. "I remembered that I had to pull you in to make the confession quicker!" The two were now happily arguing of how the confession went as Razor was left on his own thoughts. Confession? All he had was to say what he feels and hope you'd reciprocate his feelings? The thought of him made him cower.
His father noticed that Razor was being silent, knowing full well of what he was thinking. "Boy, if you don't tell them how you feel, sooner or later, someone else will replace that special spot in their heart," he said in a stern tone. Those words made Razor's heart break as the thought of you being with someone other than him all happy flashes through his mind.
Razor was full of determination with a flare that sparked up within his eyes that his father could see and smiles to. Tomorrow, he thought, was going to be the day he tells you how he feels and that's exactly what he does.
The next day, Razor had knocked on your house's door and waited for someone to open it. Lucky for him, you were the one to receive it, already up and ready for the day. "Razor? Um, good morning," you greet, surprised that he was at your door since you thought it would be good for him to rest. "Are you feeling better--" He doesn't let you finish your sentence as he grabs your wrist and drags you outside and to the field where you two always hang out.
"Um, Razor, are you okay? What's wrong?" you ask, staring at the back of the boy. Then, "Do you remember the first time we met?" he asks, catching you off guard. "Huh? Yeah, it's in this field.." you answered. "You were sleeping and I kind of trip over you since I didn't see you."
"This field.. Brings happy memories to Razor.." he said. You were confused to what he was getting at but didn't say anything and let him continue. "I.."
Razor let's go of your hand and turns around with a serious look on his face with a light pink dusting his cheeks. Razor had never looked so serious and that alone, made your heart raced. "Razor.. Likes.. (Y/N).." he finally says, his eyes never once wavering as to see your reaction.
The breeze suddenly became a lighter wind, blowing both of your hairs. The feelings for him were the same as his and it made you smile that both you and he felt the same. "I like you too, Razor."
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║Venti║Not A God
Requested from Wattpad
Angst.
Word count: 400+
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How many years has it been since he last had someone to hold? That was an answer he no longer knows as it has been many moons since you left as he sits on the hand of the statue of the Anemo Archon, staring at the buildings below slowly flickering their lights out.
At the dead of night, his mind wanders to the time you two were together-- when you were still alive and in his arms. Both of you were happy, but there was a feeling of already missing you that carries on each day in him. Now, that feeling changed from being afraid to loneliness. He was afraid of the day you'll pass, but now is feeling lonely now that that day has truly come to past.
He misses the way you call him with a smile and your embrace, shivering at the feeling of the cold and lonely wind. O how he wishes he gave you immortality. He had brought that topic up over and over again, but you were too stubborn and rejected. "I am no god. I don't have a right to immortality." You once said, not a hint of irritation at the many times he suggested.
You did have the right to immortality as a vision user, but you didn't feel the same way as him since you were just a mortal. He wished he was selfish then and made you immortal, even if it did make you upset.
Well, not like immortality would work in your case anyway.
Killed in battle, that's what happened, and since gods could also be killed, there was no way you would've been alive anyway. Fate will thread its needle and strings to its finishing stitch, even if does take time. That, he knew after years of living.
"(Y/N), stay with me! I, I'll make you immortal and maybe that'll--" You stopped him, shaking your head. Smiling weakly, you brought your cold hands onto his cheeks, wiping the never-ending tears that trickled down. "That won't heal me.." you croaked.
"I am no god.. I have no right.. To immortality.." Those were your last words before you finally allowed your heavy eyelids to drop. Your smile was still on your face, showing how much you are at peace.
Body lumped beside the big tree, your spirit ascended to Celestia while he hugged your lifeless corpse as if it was his last hope. It was, but that last hope left him the same way as the friends he made before.
"Please.. Don't leave me."
