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"People talking about leaking assholes. Like, why you gotta do that? Why can't you take care of your assholes?"

20: Sleeping

Have them both together, because why not~

(I feel like I haven't coloured anything in so long, I've forgotten how to do it..)

#akuriku #art meme #ask meme #mezzabunny #vinylcatharsis #my art

lo mein.

Lo mein heals all wounds. Or so Lea told himself as he sat crisscross applesauce along the edge of Jefferson Park’s death box. Before him was an expose of excited skateboarding youth eating up the single rail as if that close call with their balls made them more of a man, and in hand was a takeout box and chopsticks. The grand reopening was a big deal. He reminded himself of that while watching the flocks migrate back and forth in their cozy wannabe vide cliques, but Lea wasn’t sold. Probably because he had to wake up early to watch children who thought brightly colored pants and checkerboard belts were still cool eat shit for hours, but more than likely because he was a pretentious freestyle snob with a half-decent reputation and second rate journalism job. Yes, this was a journalistic assignment, and no, he wasn’t going to tell XIII magazine that even he thought the kids there were train wrecks. He’d focus on the owners. They were at lease ‘cool.’

Slurping up a noodle, he paid special attention to the onlookers' reactions, noting how the crowd was enjoying itself. Small woops and hollers followed by groans of dismay when someone went face first encapsulated the fall afternoon, but he wasn’t moved. He’d missed out on going to a pumpkin patch because of this job. He could’ve been eating cheddar cheese smothered apple pie slices with his friends right that second, but no. No. He had a fucking career, and the more he thought about his career, the more he pretended to hate it. Because he really didn’t. Lea loved his job. He really did. Just not to-fucking-day, and really – to be quite honest, the noodles weren’t doing it for him. Originally, he’d planned on succumbing to consumerism intrigue by buying a pumpkin spice latte the size of his head, but that’d just sounded depressing. An attempt to drink down what he was missing out on.

Standing up after getting through half of the carton, Lea strode toward the trashcan with his water bottle in hand and determination not to make eye contact with anyone. He was mad. Mad at the world because he’d really wanted a caramel apple, too. Maybe an apple dumpling or even better – apple donuts. While his mind hyper focused on all the wonderful things he was missing out on, he hardly noticed the Swoop Master walking toward him. Normally, it would’ve been common courtesy for him to move to the side, but fuck all if he was going to drift to the side for someone when his agenda was being slaughtered in the name of rent. Cheap rent at that. He only paid about a grand a month for his single room shithole, and it still ran him into the ground if he decided he wanted to eat more than rice and Spam. God, he hated canned meat. The thought of it made his tongue shrivel, and right as he went to take a final bite from his carton –

“Are you like… for fucking real right now?” That swoopy, blue haired asshole had knocked his shoulder. Actually knocked it hard enough to make his Chinese food salute him and take a swan dive toward the pavement. Staring in awe at his $8 box of food he wasn’t going to finish anyway, Lea spun on a heel of his Atwoods and gestured with opened arms toward this asshole. “Thanks – no, no, thank you. Thank you so fucking much, you mid-2000s Myspace reject. I’m so grateful for your rude ass demolishing the ever living fuck out of the single amount of sustenance I've had all day. Very cool of you. Actually fucking awe-inspiring.”

#vinylcatharsis

Are you still doing the kiss meme thing? Can I ask for AkuZeku with 1? *^*

The height difference! heLP ME!

Also using our babes muses, because why the hell not~

#vinylcatharsis #akuzeku #kiss art challenge #kissing meme #art meme #despite being one of my OTPs I have a severe lack of art of these two #my art

"I like the view."

Put “I like the view” in my ask and my character will react to yours saying that after accidentally catching mine naked.

Eclipse, the brand of an immigrant Russian, had been throwing an anniversary party, for which a DJ was needed. And that was why they’d paid to have Zexion driven in; to talk numbers with their founder, Saix.

Though the Russian hadn’t expected his guest for a good hour or more, and he’d been in need of a shower, which was more convenient to take in his office’s bathroom.

The warm water had felt amazing on Saix’s pale flesh, washed away his worries. His thoughts were still astray as he stepped out of the shower and reached for a towel. Until the sound of someone else’s voice could be heard.

“Какого черта?!” Saix yelped, quickly snatching his towel and wrapping it around his torso. “What the hell are you doing in here?!”

#nighttime notes #vinylcatharsis #{ modern AU }