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You’re wearing overalls…
i’d tie our hearts together, chamber by chamber.
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Happy birthday to Baz Pitch, I love you very much my soft emo boy! Here a little animation to celebrate.
I hope you know what this scene is 💔
my favorite angelic demon boy <3
low spoons so i redid an old drawing
snowbaz ♡
“You were talking with Nora and June, happy and animated and fully alive, a person living in dimensions I couldn’t access, and so beautiful. Your hair was longer then. You weren’t even a president’s son yet, but you weren’t afraid. You had a yellow ipê-amarelo in your pocket.
I thought, this is the most incredible thing I have ever seen, and I had better keep it a safe distance away from me. I thought, if someone like that ever loved me, it would set me on fire.”
- Chapter 11, Red, White and Royal Blue
HI. I DONT KNOW IF YOURE STILL DOING FIC IDEAS BUT I SAW A MUG THAT SAYS “i like my men with fangs” AND J THOUGHT ITD BE REALLY GOOD IF SIMON JUST CASUALLY WHIPPED IT OUT ONE MORNING OVER BREAKFAST. THANK YOU. GOODBYE.
Yes, I am still taking prompts, and this one is fantastic! That mug is great, and now I desperately need it (lol) This is kind of short, but I hope you like it, Nonnie! :)
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Simon
I'm standing in the kitchen, sipping at my second cup of coffee for the day when Baz walks in, bleary eyed and still half asleep. I've already had three cherry scones, and I feel energy and caffeine pumping through my body, wanting to be directed at something and put to good use.
Baz has never been much of a morning person, though, and barely glances at me when he comes in. Back at Watford, I always thought that it was due to the fact that he's a vampire and might be nocturnal, but now I realize he just really doesn’t like getting up early.
I watch him grab a mug and wonder if I should have put on more clothes before I left my room. I'm wearing boxers in a t-shirt that have two holes slit in it for my wings, looking like I just rolled out of bed. Even though Baz is the one who actually just rolled out of bed, he doesn’t show it, even in the dark green, silk pajamas he’s wearing. (I wouldn’t be surprised if they had his initials embroidered on them. Anyone else would look like a right prat in them, but Baz looks... Well, he looks gorgeous. Hot. Bloody amazing.
"Morning, darling," I murmur into my mug.
"Good morning," he says through a yawn as he reaches for the coffee pot. He dumps in too much sugar, and he’s about to pour cream into it when he finally looks at me.
His mouth drops open in a very un-Baz like fashion and the cream nearly slips from his fingers when he sees the mug I’m holding. It arrived yesterday, and I couldn’t wait to use it in front of him.
"Something wrong?" I ask innocently.
"What is that?" He asks as if I'm holding a piece of rotting garbage.
I glance down at the mug then back up at him with a grin. It has the words “I like my men with fangs” printed on it, and there are two puncture wounds with blood dripping from them underneath.
"It’s my new mug. I thought you'd like it."
"Where did you even get that?"
"Online. You know, you can get all sorts of vamp-related items online. Normals are really into the whole vampire thing. But," I say, setting down the mug and stepping towards Baz, "not as much as I'm into you."
My hands grasp his hips at the same time my tail flicks out to wrap around his calf.
"Being into someone with fangs is a dangerous thing you know," Baz replies, quirking a brow as he sets down his own coffee and the cream. "You never know what they might do with them."
He smirks but it's closer to a grin. His arms come up to wrap around my waist, and he pulls me closer to him.
Just before our lips meet, I say, "I'm willing to take the risk."
Now on ao3!!
My art nouveau Baz didn’t feel complete without a Simon <3
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Ah, this is so stunning!!!
SIX DAYS ‘TIL ANY WAY THE WIND BLOWS!
EIGHT MORE DAYS!
Agatha!
do u think anyone ever told baz that, while he was in the casket, thinking about simon’s face and being completely resigned to the fact that the love of his life hated him…..simon was spending every night sneaking out to search for him. and simon was unable to sleep without him
op your tags…… I’m in tears
& yours too @palimpsessed I’m literally…. they love each other SO much & they express it in actions all the time why are they SO bad at telling each other !!!!!!!
“Guys!” Bunce shrieks. “We are literally fleeing a crime. And also still in Middle America.”
- Wayward Son by @rainbowrowell
A year ago today, this scene was making me especially happy. 💙💛
Ah one of my favorite moments, from such a brilliant part of the book!! The sheer sensuality of this moment, the joy and hope that flares in Baz, the brief uninhibited freedom that Simon has here—where he can do what he wants, say what he’s thinking, act on his attraction to Baz and verbalize it in that adrenaline surge aftermath. I loved the sneak peek sketch but it’s fabulous seeing the final piece. The way their bodies curve into each other, the way Baz is holding Simon, their faces and body language just sizzling. And Penny!! Absolutely frustrated and aghast at the make out break in their hurried getaway😂
I spy the Watford crest, a Normal fairy jealously eyeing Simon’s wings, a Highland lad and an Elizabethan bloke in the background. And the lovely Fibonacci spiral of Baz’s arms, Simon’s body leaning in, and Penny’s matching that arc coming from the other direction.
I was a bit more emotional about this last night than I expected so I flailed a bit and threw golden ratios out. But this scene really stopped me in my tracks when I read the book. It’s one is my favorite moments. It’s a peek at how things could be. It shows us how powerful they are when they work together and how deep their love is for each other. And how when all the static briefly fades away, this is how they can be. It’s such a happy moment, carefree for an instant, profoundly intimate, giving me such a surge of hope when I read it. This image captures that—the intimacy, the closeness, the love that’s right there when you push the rest of it all away. Where we want them to be. Where they would want to be. The art gets it just right—the intimacy, the tenderness, the immediacy.
And penny’s absolute frustration that this isn’t the time for that.
(And Penny knows this, deep inside, she knows they need this moment but darn it all this is their getaway moment and they’re dawdling.)
I swear, there are few things as validating as one of @carryonsimoncarryonbaz’s art meta posts! 😭 It makes me so happy you found so much to appreciate about this pic, because this scene is one of my absolute favorites and I badly wanted to do it justice! I never think about drawing Fibonacci spirals or golden ratios when I compose these, and it feels a bit like winning at art when it shows up! 😂 Thank you so much for this!
“Guys!” Bunce shrieks. “We are literally fleeing a crime. And also still in Middle America.”
- Wayward Son by @rainbowrowell
A year ago today, this scene was making me especially happy. 💙💛
As ever, I just can’t get over the attention to detail...from the tents and signs and flags, blurred with distance but still there, to the lovingly picked out flowers on Baz’s shirt and the accordion folds of the retractable car roof, Venessa always seems to draw as if from life. A blurred amorphous background might have contented other artists, but the perfectionism shines through here, I love this scene; I would argue that, because Simon truly wants Baz here (not to save his life, or to replace fighting, nor in fear of loss and desperation), this is the sexiest scene in the CO universe. And V does it justice, from the desperate clutch of Baz’s arms, to Simon’s knee between Baz’s legs, (wow!) to the blissed out, lost-in-each-other looks on both their faces (not to mention Penny’s frantic and hilarious exasperation). But my eyes keep coming back to that car! The realism and beauty of that American-made machine is intense. I can’t believe the level of detail, from the dust-stained sides to the high gloss of the trunk, mirroring Penny’s head, this car is a work of art all its own. Why can’t I stop looking at it?!
oh god, they were roommates
This straight guy, who we’ll call Mike, has been roommates with Alex for a year. When Alex told Mike he was gay, he was absolutely fine with it. But then when Alex started to bring guys home…he started getting annoyed, resentful, disgusted.
Posting on Reddit, he said: ‘First things first, let me say that I’ve never thought of myself as being discriminatory before. I had a gay friend in high school and we made it through some tough times together, I never felt weird about him dating a guy. So all of this is coming out of nowhere.
‘”Alex” has been my roommate for one year, and I pretty much knew upfront about him being gay. At some point we became friendly enough with each other that we could even joke about it, as in, sometimes he’ll pretend to flirt with me and I’ll pretend to flirt back. I’m straight and he knows that, but I don’t feel threatened by him flirting with me and he says most straight guys do.
‘The problems started because of this: Alex brings guys home sometimes. At the start I thought I was okay with it, since it’s really not my business who he sleeps with. He’s usually discreet enough about it that I don’t see/hear anything I wouldn’t want to see/hear from anyone else, but for some reason I’ve started feeling weird if I even see him with other guys.
‘I don’t know when it started but one time that really sticks out to me is when I came home and saw him and some guy making out on the couch. I don’t know how to describe what it was like to see that, except that for a moment I felt so bad I thought I was going to throw up. Alex was embarrassed (he didn’t think I’d be back for a while), but I told him it was okay since I was embarrassed too.
‘I felt bad for being as disgusted as I was, since there’s NO good reason for me to have a reaction like that. I thought maybe they just caught me by surprise and that’s why I reacted so strongly, but it turned out it wasn’t a one-time thing. After that, every time he has a guy over (not that often, but every once in a while) I just start feeling like shit and wishing that guy would leave, and I can’t stop thinking about what these guys might have done to him even though I don’t want to imagine that. It makes me really uncomfortable and grossed out. And these are just guys he fools around with, I don’t know what I’d do if he ends up getting an actual boyfriend.
‘Alex has started to notice and it’s affecting our friendship. The other day I came home right when some guy was about to leave, and the guy tried to be polite to me but I ended up being rude to him (don’t remember what I said, but it was really obvious I was pissed). When the guy left, Alex asked me why I was being an asshole. I didn’t know what to say, but then he asked if I had a problem with him sleeping with other guys. I said no. For some reason that pissed him off more and he said I can’t complain since I used to bring my fuckbuddy over and he was forced to see me being affectionate with her sometimes. (I was in an FWB situation with a girl in the early days of me and Alex living together, but I broke it off after a few months and I haven’t done anything with anyone since.) I agreed with him and told him I was just having a bad day and I don’t care who he sleeps with, but he looked more upset and told me he’s going to a friend’s place to cool off. I said okay. When he was leaving for some reason he casually said, “and you’ll be okay if I sleep with him as long as I do at his place and not ours, right?” Or something like that. I told him it’s none of my business what he does at someone else’s place, but when he said that I felt sick to my stomach and couldn’t stop thinking about it.
‘He didn’t show up later that night even though he was supposed to hang out with me and my sister. He’s never blown me off before and it made me feel like shit, but part of it was my fault since I made him feel like I was judging him for sleeping with guys. Now he’s acting like nothing happened but I’m worried I might mess things up if it happens again. I want to keep him as a friend, but he’d be hurt if he knew that whenever I think about him with other guys it disgusts me.
‘How do I deal with this? I’ve never been homophobic but I’ve suddenly developed some kind of homophobia where just the idea of my roommate’s sex life makes me uncomfortable. And I don’t react like this to other gay people either, it’s just Alex. I don’t know if this means I’m only okay with gay people as long as I’m not living with them or what. Does anyone else have experience with this? I want to get over myself and stop whatever this is, but if I can’t I’m going to have to leave since the last thing I want to do is hurt Alex, and if I stay here and keep automatically judging him for his lifestyle that’s what’s going to happen.
‘tl;dr: Roommate is gay, I am not but I thought I was okay with him being gay until I realised I feel crappy when I see him with other guys and it’s started to affect our friendship. How to deal with this/stop being such a dick?’
One Redditor asked: ‘Are you sure that weird feeling isn’t jealousy…? i mean, this only seems to revolve around Alex specifically.’
And Mike responded: ‘I thought about that, but I don’t know what I’m meant to be jealous of. He definitely has a more active sex life than I do, but reacting like this to something like that seems really strange and irrational.’
The Redditor responded: ‘Yeah i thought maybe you don’t like seeing Alex with other people because you want his attention to yourself?’
‘The day I made the post, I met up with my sister Laura [24F] and I showed her the post. She read the whole thing and called me an oblivious walnut and said it sounds like I have a crush on Alex. The same conclusion some of you came to in the original post.
‘Anyway, she talked me through it and we confirmed I’m not as straight as I thought I was. She also pointed out something in my original post, where I said the more I tried to reassure him I didn’t mind who he slept with, the more he got upset. Also: how he brought my old FWB situation into it. I just thought he was understandably mad with me for being an asshole, but Laura thought it sounded like maybe Alex wanted me to be jealous? We moved on from that topic pretty quickly, though, since I couldn’t really handle the implications of that when I’d JUST started to understand that I like this guy.
‘The next few days were mostly me sitting on my ass trying to wrap my head around everything. I was scared of messing up our friendship and losing him, but I was even more scared that I might just let this pass without saying anything and then he gets a boyfriend and I have to see him with another guy…etc. Because if that happened I would probably have to end it anyway, since as we’ve established, I’m not great at dealing with him being with other guys.
‘Probably could have planned it better, but I told him. Right after a Tarantino marathon, if anyone’s interested, since nothing says romance like graphic violence. I told him I’ve been such a dick because I was jealous. I don’t think he got what I was getting at because he just laughed a little and said I didn’t have to be jealous since it wasn’t like I’d have any trouble finding people to sleep with me. No clue how I explained, it’s a blur. Luckily he saw how nervous I was so he knew I was serious.
‘We talked. Long story short: all that flirting was real, but Alex didn’t have any hope of it going further because of me being an oblivious “straight” guy. So he’s been trying to get over me. He laughed really hard when I told him about how I mistook my jealousy for homophobia, and he teased me by saying he’d never expected me to be the jealous type. Then again, we both ended up laughing a lot of out of nervousness and awkwardness. I’ve never seen him like that before since he’s usually pretty confident. In the end we agreed to maybe try something out, and we kissed. Never kissed anyone with a beard before, so…interesting experience, but also really good. (Plot twist: it turns out I don’t have any problem with Alex kissing guys if it’s me he’s kissing.)
‘Since then we’ve kind of been easing into the whole dating thing, I guess? I know this place is wary about roommate relationships and I get why, but it’s been great so far. We had our first proper date last weekend and it was incredible, though a bit weird since we’ve done that a thousand times already and this time there was a new context. At home we still do our normal thing, but sometimes we get distracted. Last night I almost burned dinner because I had to kiss him and we got kind of carried away, haha. We’re taking the whole sex thing slow though since I’ve never done anything with another guy before.
‘I’m a little worried about coming out to my family and my other friends, especially since this is almost as new for me as it would be for them. My parents are very openminded and my mom especially loves Alex. But I have some more conservative family members on my dad’s side, and I can already imagine them blaming Alex for turning me gay. They can also be pretty racist (Laura’s boyfriend is Latino so she knows all about that) and Alex is mixed. It’s something to think about in the longterm, I guess. Alex has said he doesn’t expect me to jump out of the closet right away, but if we end up calling ourselves a couple then I’m not going to keep him a secret or anything.
‘So…we’re trying. And I am not a homophobe, and nobody needed therapy. Honestly, I can’t remember the last time I was this happy, and I never would have expected this when I made that first post. It’s a good thing some of you picked up on the actual problem and tried to get it through to me despite me being an oblivious walnut, so…thanks, guys.’
Funniest self-realization in the world? ‘Plot twist: it turns out I don’t have any problem with Alex kissing guys if it’s me he’s kissing.’
This was…. cute???
DEAR GOD IT GOT BETTER
Oh my God
Just gunna reblog for reference for the Snowbaz AU I’m writing of this