I Still Talk About You

you read stuff on wattpad for shit and giggles where most of the fics there are reader-inserted ones written in 1st person pov where y/n is a barely legal white girl with blonde hair and blue “orbs” who’s so smol and fragile that she’s dependent entirely on this morally questionable guy who’s killing people for a living but for some reason happens to have a soft spot for her.

you read real actual literature on archive of our own where it’s two middle aged men, who are each other’s sworn enemies, with tragic past, trauma and strong homoerotic tension. and while they’ve made each other bleed, killed each other’s friends and loved ones out of jealousy / possessiveness, lied and betrayed and manipulated, the rawness, depth, complexity and slow burn will keep you up all night, haunt you during your day and possibly change your life forever. and also the sex isn’t just smut. the sex is poetry that puts Shakespeare to shame

my fav creechurs :]

so guess who's gotten obsessed with Zoh Shia and is now making a bigass plush of her there's a wire in her tail for some limited poseability, the back "fur" texture is done by layering small strips onto a back piece and cutting them to resemble a pinata's texture. I'll add updates as I continue working on her!

Meow

Meow

Butt wings

The remorseful player

O'great duck, please destow upon me cysovmen angst ideas.