#yells..

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(This was in my inbox as a private answer and I don’t wanna delete it ashj)

[yokohamadog-blog]

how is my toki so far...

[halfscorpion]

I JUST INFODUMPED SO HARD ABOUT DIVINITY THAT IT TOOK UP ABOUT HALF OF MY DRAWING TIME

[d-d-disgusting]

sinnersextra said:

hmm. Are there any /other/ races he could be? Could you make up a new one, and use a few others as background characters just to make it so it doesnt play into the ‘evil foreigner’ trope? Like, how I’ve got a villain Fifirian, then Aga'tha, then some other ones as well to show how varied they are?

(I could do that! I should definitely develop more races in general

BUT ALSO.... What if.. Instead of him being naturally blond, and then forced to dye his hair as an identifying tag.. 

what if.. it’s the other way around?

What if he has dark hair and they force him to BLEACH it as an identifier. So his design is still valid but it isn’t how he naturally looks)

[d-d-disgusting]

♡

Send me a “♡” if you want to ship our muses or would ship them.

ANON I SWEAR TO GOD..

Are you gonna leave me hangin not knowing who you are because my curiosity is through the roof you cruel bespectacled sphere.

I’m so curious

[chaiinbreaker-archive-blog]

"I want to hug you."

I want to _____ you.

  “You don’t even need t’ ask.”

   His words were short but with sweet intent; he adored the adorable gestures the other always was willing to share, it somehow reminding him of a comfortable warmth that only certain events could bring him— it was something only Wheatley could manage to convey to him even if he wasn’t all too sure to how come it was that way, but he definitely did not wish for the feeling to end. So when it came to engaging in such behaviour he could never refuse the other’s wishes. They were simply too wonderful to do so— and after all, his own cravings toward affection were rather severe as well, thus having them soothed would be utterly terrific.

  Setting a few steps forward he approached the android, standing on his toes in order to wrap his arms around the taller man’s neck, pulling him down in order to properly embrace him. Before he let go of him he placed a small kiss on his cheek, a soft smile forming on pale lips. Hands clung the other’s back, slowly making their way to the area around his waist as their rather great height difference made it nearly impossible to go any higher without any strain. Fingers felt the texture of his clothes and it brought a certain familiarity to him, giving him the ability to calm down as quickly as he’d become alarmed. He loved that—- he loved him.

   ”An’ it ain’t th’ only thing y’ can get from me if you want.” He loved to share kisses with the other as well if he were honest, meeting of lips feeling just as sweet— if not any sweeter than the gentle embraces they’d shared.