#voidnoodles

[angstmongertina]

A present for @voidnoodles for being so supportive at my attempts to (re)learn how to art. I was giggling the whole time I drew it and I’m NOT SORRY AT ALL.

Look, the wedding vows pop quiz is a GODDAMN GIFT.

[teaandinanity]

So, as I promised SO MANY. Here are some possibilities! Valyon (Is that their ship name? It is now!) for V1 and/or Jasper/Anthy for O3.

You and @quilleth and @voidnoodles all asked for Anthy and Jasper, I love all of you. <3

also for some reason with them I was like ‘but it has to be an ALMOST kiss’ because apparently I am contractually obligated to have like 75% of my art for these two involve Tragic Pining

[aurriearts]

(click for better quality) last of the 100 follower giveaway portraits, @voidnoodles‘ Ill’ix’rese! she’s a sweet chissquisitor :D

went for a more pastel-y look because of her colours, chiss make for good palette experimentation

[ladyflamethrower]

Am I still finishing my requests like 3 weeks after kiss week? Yes. Yes I am. Because I’m a heckin’ champion and I finish what I start. Sometimes. When I feel like it. 

@voidnoodles requested Roux and Olivia having their (bi)annual tipsy makeout. When you have the same faceclaim and you’re both very vain, you’re going to have to kiss eventually. 

[doriansbutt]

31 i guess hurt/comfort is allowed but you're on thin fucking ice

“You haven’t lost me.”

Tyler pressed her face into the plush pillow, inhaling the familiar scent of August.  She let out a pleased sigh as she lifted her head and rested her chin on her folded arms.  August kneaded the tightness between her shoulders, massaging the stress of the day away, the difficult hunt she’d just returned from all but forgotten.

Their touch turned gentle, lightly tracing the lines of her back.  Their fingers ghosted down her sides and she flinched, giggling and rolling over, quickly grabbing their hand.  “Stop that,” she scolded, smiling brightly.

August was all innocence, a slight blush coloring their cheeks.  “Stop what?  I didn’t do anything,” they replied and pulled her hand to their lips.  Once she freed their hand, they began tracing over the large scar covering her chest.  They had the shape and feel memorized by now, knew where and where not to touch, and Tyler eyed them with interest.  They knew she trusted them, but the scrutiny felt strange tonight. As their fingers traced near her collarbone, she gasped and froze, slapping her hand over the space.

For a moment, August was too stunned to speak, startled by how quickly she moved.  They eyed her carefully, struggling to find their voice to apologize, and she slowly lowered her hands.

She swallowed thickly and sighed, and August slowly turned their attention to the spot, examining it closely.  There was a deep purple bruise, the color blending in with the rest of her scar.  It was too easy to miss and their brows drew together in concern.  They called magic to their hand, ready to at least heal it a little bit, but she held her hand up.

“It’s okay.  You don’t have to.  It just startled me…”  As the magic dissipated from their fingertips, Tyler placed a kiss upon them.  “Thank you, though.”

August brushed her soft red locks from her face, admiring the gentleness in her expression.  It was a look she reserved for them.  They suddenly found themself kissing her.  Her lips were soft, pliant against theirs, and she threaded her fingers into their hair, holding their face against hers. When they parted for breath, Tyler gently pressed her finger over their lips, halting them.  “What’s wrong?”  When they shook their head, she pulled away, propping herself up on her elbows.  “I know when something’s wrong.  What is it?”

They sighed and sat up, eyeing her scar, blushing when she pulled the blanket up to cover her chest.

“Why so focused on it now?”  She asked, and they still did not respond.  “August, it’s only a bruise, I’m fine.”  She leaned up and kissed them gently, one hand on their cheek.  “You haven’t lost me,” she whispered, kissing them again.  “You won’t lose me.”

“No, I won’t,” they replied, pulling her close.  I won’t allow it.

[siliethstuff]

"if all my OCs were in a dating game whose route would you pi-" UM. EMAN. obviously. And FELICIA ?? and Tal. Fred after them. Caleb also!! imryll scares me but hey i'd go there

...not like I expected you to be biased or nothin’.I think Felicia’s route would indeed suit your tastes- and whatever else I was supposed to say is gone because I’m still losing my shit because of the Imryll comment :’D I think her route would be much sweeter than what you’d expect from... you know. Her.

[doriansbutt]

☼ ⌚ ⍤ ✍ tyler :3c

☼ : Does your muse like daytime or nighttime more?she likes nighttime. she looks like more of an enigma in the dark.

⌚ : Is your muse good with keeping on schedule for meetings, appointments, or events, or are they always late? Or, are they always a bit early?She mentally keeps a schedule and she is always on time.  And if she’s late, she’s not.  She arrives exactly when she was supposed to.

⍤ : What does your muse’s voice sound like? Is it light? High pitched? Scratchy? Deep? It’s a little deeper and kinda scratchy.  Sultry, even? 

✍ : What is your muse’s handwriting like? Is it neat? Sloppy? Fancy?Super neat and fancy.  Effortlessly so.

[angstmongertina]

heartofbucky replied to your post “Aaaaand, it’s that time of year again. Time for “only fluff until the...”

EHEHEHEHEHEHE

voidnoodles replied to your post “Aaaaand, it’s that time of year again. Time for “only fluff until the...”

finally, some delicious fucking food

Please chill, you two.