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i’m love her
mechboys doodle post
realising just how much smut is in my tumblr likes from years and years ago and thinking i might just need to make a separate tag for it. unfortunately
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Mythic Quest (TV 2020) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Brad Bakshi & David Brittlesbee Characters: Brad Bakshi, David Brittlesbee Additional Tags: uhh being sick, Brad Bakshi Has an Eating Disorder, its only like alluded to though, Vomiting, idk brads sick thats kinda it, uhh if you have any ideas on tags i should add tell me Summary:
brad wakes up sick, David brings him soup :] angsty in the way you feel when your sick.
not shipping but you could read it that way.
some peeps have been askin me how i draw/color hair so! heres me trying.
ill probs add a process gif or more examples or smth if i dont get lazy
letter number fourty: as i work on my history homework
and listen to some of my music
i look up
to give my poor eyes
a break
i look at the streaming cloud
across the sky blue
and think
‘god i’m a coward
stuck in a poet’s body’
as i work on my history homework
listening to that song
that you told me about
near the lockers
that i knew about
but found a new appreciation for
i think about
how afraid i am
not of the normal stuff
but of facing you
as i watch the teens
at play
procrastinating at life
and pretending i had a life
i think about my dilemma
love is hard
and i’m pushed up against a wall
i stare at the tile
on the building above
finding a way to describe it
to you
it’s red
different shades
it’s got texture
the lines start to fade
to make it look unreal
i wish i could show you from
my eyes
but you’re there
and i’m here
alone
again
telling you i’m fine
cause i have to be stronger
then i am
i have to be
the strength
is all i have
left
back to my descriptions
the wispy ghost white
clouds
the emerald
grass green
the sun
setting in the west
yellow and ablaze
pushing against the clouds
the trees in the horizon
the cliffs and heights
staring down at me
as i do my history homework
looking at the sky
listening to something alternative
i think of you
cause you are all that i can think of
cause you are all i want to think of
She seemed to be sitting outside enjoying the sun. It was a nice day out and the sun felt good.