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"Thank you for coming here with me, I know we'll get along very well~." - Date Night. -

#oc #oc art #doodle #art #digital art #nameentry #sherriesong #ohmylanta #shestoohot!

@ourhearts-beatasone - continued, because these two pining for one another gives me life.

Nothing in the world compared to this, at least nothing that he had ever experienced before, though he knew somewhere in the back of his re-fabricated brain that his predecessor probably had a lot more experience with these sort of feelings. The ones that made his heart stammer, made his toes curl inside of loosely fitting Allstars, made the tip of his tongue go numb and the muscles in his body vibrate against his bones. He needed his dreamer in a similar way that a fish needed water. Found it harder to breathe whenever he wasn't around, even though whenever he was, oxygen became even more of a foreign concept but that was okay.

Bright blue LED light flooded through his bedroom window and the glass rattled from how loud the Mitsu was when it idled, the light was blinding but beautiful, shadows danced across the walls of his room and the memories that decorated them. Pictures he didn't remember taking, old soccer trophies that filled up his bookcase with his name engraved into metal, other school awards that he couldn't recall ever accepting. It was an uncomfortable place to be, amongst objects that were meaningless to him, things that he'd much rather toss in the trash in hopes of gaining a better understanding of who he was now rather than who he was before. His bedroom at his Ma's place was still exactly the same, drawers filled with dusted over-long since forgotten about clothes, easy to keep up with and maintain, all because he never touched anything. He didn't even sleep in the bed, the couch wasn't uncomfortable and it was warmer downstairs, or at least those were his go-to excuses whenever someone quizzed him on it.

The rain that hit the tin roof was loud and that mixed in with the Evo had made it that much harder to tell what K was saying as Prokopenko remained sat in the windowsill, a cheeky dimple filled smile had made way across pale features, green eyes staring out into the darkness at the boy in the driveway, the one that was capable of reminding him what it felt like to be alive again. At least if that's what he was. And then he was moving, blinds left pulled open, to grab his backpack off the mattress and yank the straps over crooked shoulders before he headed out the door and down the stairs. Loud and obnoxious with his steps, taking all his energy and excitement to channel it through the soles of his feet and into the messy wet earth as he all but ran out the front door, screen door slapping back behind himself, the barely visible stars in the sky couldn't hold a candle in comparison to the star filled eyes that Proko looked at Kavinsky with, a galaxy trapped in emeralds. A fondness that was exclusive.

"So does that make you a prince, then? Since you came to my rescue?" Proko had shouted over the rain as he made his way across the murky lawn, shoes getting soaked from the swamp the grass had turned into, nothing but laughter and smiles and messy brown curls that stuck to sunken cheeks and quickly becoming drenched clothes that clung to an athletic frame. He was happy. Thrilled by the smell of rain and the scent of rubber and gasoline that grew stronger the closer he got to K's Mitsu, passenger door pulled open, the dream boy tossed his bag carelessly into the back before he practically tossed himself into the passenger seat, finding comfort in the leather despite the fact that he felt like he would shiver out of his skin. Teeth chattering as he reached across the console to kill the air-co, condemning them both to the sticky humidity that would surely settle in after Proko had pulled the door closed, "Let's go get some greasy ass fries, man, my Ma still can't cook."

#;prokopenko #;a-continued #;ourhearts beatasone [ kavinsky ]#prokopinsky but like the soft kind #ohmylanta #i cant with these feels #i said id have this done tonight but wow i didnt need to take 80 breaks to write this

I have a week to transfer notes to write a story for @mores2sl. Finally have time to do this. I’m extremely nervous, but up for the challenge.

If you’re interested in reading a summer Olitz story and support a good cause, let me know and I can point you in the right direction.

#ms2sl #mel writes #ohmylanta #Olitz fanfiction #fundraiser

Driving home from work and in my 30ish years, I've never passed by the Full House house! #ohmylanta #howrude #yougotitdude👍🏼 #fullhouse #fullerhouse (at Full House House)

#fullhouse #ohmylanta #yougotitdude👍🏼#fullerhouse #howrude

yeah because when I was younger I learnt how to walk and stuff and I had to walk all by myself with no one holding my hand or anything like that, and I was all like how am I even functioning right now.... like I must be some sort of superhero being able to handle this kind of emotional damage. OML.

#ohmylanta #ughyoudontevenknowwwww #Ididntcount