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esnupi
if i met aliens i would lie to them
missed drawing him
is someone chasing you?
"draw your fave character with your problems"
throws him into the real job market
congrats u just caught the fearless leader of moo-nychanus🐄
you can begin again and again and again for the rest of your life
"Sy?"
"Yes, sweetie?"
"If we were birds in another life, what birds would we be and would you still love me?"
we must be made for each other or something
I saw this meme on x somewhere and I had to redraw it 🤭🍎
When Zayne sees you arguing with a tall blonde man who’s leaning much too close to you, he assumes you’re being hit on, in a very unpleasant way. It’s only when he notices your hand gravitating to your phone, and the way you nervously glance over your shoulder does he step in.
“Is everything alright?” He places a hand on your lower back, making his relationship to you obvious to this stranger. Bright red eyes find him, and a part of Zayne wonders what kind of genetic mutation causes such a thing.
“Everything is perfect, right kitten?” Zayne frowns at the familiar sounding pet name, while you bristle at it. Clearly, this is not your first interaction with this strange man.
You sigh, glancing up at Zayne with an air of weariness. He can read your irritation clear as day, but there’s something else hidden, something he’s only seen when the two of you first got together.
“This…is Sylus.” You admit. The name rings a bell, and when you nod at his silent question, he understands.
This is the man who put you in grave danger all for the sake of his own needs.
Zayne doesn’t think it through. It’s unlike him to be so spontaneous, but the anger he had felt when you told him about your experience in the N109 zone rises immediately.
His ears are ringing, and his knuckles ache. You’re quick to grab his right hand, stopping him from throwing another punch. You’re looking at him with wide, shocked eyes, though there’s a twinkling of pride in them.
“Zayne!” You gasp, checking his hand for an injury.
Sylus is still turned away, spitting some blood from his mouth. He turns back, the red mark on his cheek slowly fading. A Cheshire grin forms on his face, one that sends an odd thrill down Zayne’s spine.
“The three of us are going to get along great.”
Pre-poly Snowcrow Sylus is both the lamest and weirdest motherfucker ever.
At first, you’re convinced Sylus is trying to break you and Zayne up, though you’re unsure which of you he wants. He crashes nearly every dinner date, every late night ice cream run, hell he even appeared in the condom aisle of the drug store one particularly inconvenient night.
He shows up when you're alone as well, appearing in the coffee shop you frequent one Sunday morning.
"Funny seeing you here, sweetie." A voice croons over your shoulder, making you jump. He's wearing sunglasses, inside, like a weirdo.
"Is it? Really? I come here every week. Of course, you already know that." He's standing much too close, his cologne nearly overpowering the scent of coffee in the air.
God, why the hell does he smell so good?"
"I do know that. Will you be visiting the hospital this morning?" You know exactly what he's really after, the thought of which makes your jaw clench.
"That's none of your business. Can't you just leave Zayne out of this?" You think you've escaped him when you go to order, but his card hits the machine before you can pull yours out.
"Now where's the fun in that?" He's smirking, and you suddenly have the urge to knock the sunglasses right off his pretty face.
Your drinks come quickly, thank god, but he follows you outside, walking beside you as you make your way to Akso.
"Are you seriously going to follow me? I-I could arrest you, you know!" Your scolding does little to dissuade him.
"Yet, you haven't. It seems to me you've grown fond of my presence. You, and that doctor friend of yours."
"He's not just my friend." You stress, glaring at Sylus, who's smirk only grows wider.
"Of course. Perhaps we could all become...friends."
don't worry about sylus, he is right where he wants to be
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Building voodoo dolls of every journalist and media critic that dismisses Hudson’s performance or wrongly attributes it as ‘wooden’ rather than the masterfully subtle, controlled and authentic portrayal of a low support needs autistic man that it is. But I fear I will run out of pins