technicolor beat

looks like you've stumbled upon my mindless self-indulgent ososan hell blog. tread carefully.

[skipzophreniic]

resubmitting cause there were a few things i wasn't happy with

new "human" form reference sheet for my oc/insert thingamajig, joey yamanaka, the cosmic entity destined to destroy the universe but doesn't want to ☆

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cough

im maybe possibly gonna reuse this blog for new ask blog/shippy stuff since i got a new hyperfixation

im married to michael afton now

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swish swish

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corrupt youkai joey

[skipzophreniic]

hell ye

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some persephone!joey cause why the fuck not

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i love your art so much dude!!! it's so cute!!!

WEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh THANK YOU THE FEELING IS MUTUAL YOURS IS FAB

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some outfit refs au outfits to come~

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Having gone down the line for everyone’s signatures, he saved Ichimatsu for last. Placing the shirt before him on the table, he flashed the guitarist a charming smile. “Don’t tell anyone, but you’re my favorite, so you can take up as much space as you want.” He grew quiet after that, patiently watching until the article of clothing received its last signature. “Oh, and one more thing—“ Leaning forward, he gently took Ichi’s chin with his hand and brought their lips together. “Thanks~”

“Hmmm?”

Ichimatsu looked up. Oh, he knew that face. That was the same pair of blue eyes he caught watching him earlier… didn’t think he’d be back so soon. He smiles slightly to himself, and takes the shirt and laundry marker from the young man. “Much space as I want? Sure.”

He looks over the shirt, at where his brothers had signed. A flurry of stars next to Karamatsu’s signature, Jyushimatsu’s little drawing of a juicebox by his name, Choromatsu’s picture perfect penmanship— ah. There it was. He knew that he would have asked him for a name for a dedication.

Joey. Hm. He looked like a Joey. Ichimatsu smoothed down the fabric, and signed his name, resisting the temptation to dot the I with a little cat’s paw. He hands the shirt back to the young man, then suddenly—

Well.

That wasn’t expected.

But it was pretty great.

As the young man pulled away, Ichimatsu grinned. “So. You coming to the next show?”

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((since you toLD ME TO))

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((can you friggin blame me I mean))

GOOD NEWS EVERYONE: the Shady Pines are now accepting KISSES.

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“Ichimatsu-niisan, he’s still there!” Jyushimatsu leans over the top of his drum kit, giggling at his older brother. “At the edge of the stage. He’s been looking at you since the start of the set!!”

“Looks like someone’s got an admiiiiiirer!” Todomatsu chimes in. “And a cute one, too. Look at those eyes,” he sighs, continuing playing.

“I swear to god, you guys, shut up!!” Ichimatsu stares down at his guitar, trying to focus on his playing, but he can still feel that gaze on him. He relents, and looks up, forcing his expression into a disaffected scowl.

And the guy starts wiggling his eyebrows at him.

That does it. He has to turn around for a moment. Face the back of the stage. Jyushimatsu and Todomatsu hoot with laughter, but he doesn’t care.

He can’t let anyone see the grin on his face.

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inner struggle

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An oc moodboard for my favorite space boy, Joey~!

[Osomatsu-san OC of my dear friend @skipzophreniic. 💜]

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