Woahhh, Cool Art!

A short snippet of that fic

i did a poll ages ago for what kinda story i should do....the results said the majority of you wanted street racing au (car) Ghost x male reader (motorbike)

it's probably gonna take me a bit since i want to do some proper research into what cars and bikes but here's a little snippet, this might not make it into the final draft though.

The white light from the streetlights illuminate the road while the thunderous sounds of engines fill the air. One one side of you there's your fellow biker, her electric blue streaks popping in the dark of the night, on the other side of you there's a car. You glance over curiously which is when you notice....it's ghost...the fucking masked bastard who always wins, well not for long if you have anything to do about it. You grin under your helmet as you lean over, tapping the window of his car. He looks over and for a moment you think he has no eyes. bloody hell, his eyes were almost soulless. You shake that thought away, grinning under your helmet as you raise your hand and make a 'professional' and 'mature' gesture (you made the wanking gesture)

The flag girls begin their countdown.

"THREE!"

" TWO!"

"ONE!"

theres a pause

"GO!"

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let me know if you wanna be tagged or if there's any mistakes :]

i got no other moots so it ends here lmao

last song: kryptonite by 3 doors down

Favourite colour: blue, legit any blue bcz im low key colour blind and cant tell the fuckin difference half the time.

last book: i dunno if this is finished or just in general but i finished the day the century ended and im currently on crime and punishment

last movie: The batman, pretty funny tho i dunno if it was mesant to be but he got smacked of a car by a bridge and like flipped here there and everywhere by the force lol. they kissed too much for two people that barely knew each other too.

last t.v. show: what counts as a t.v. show? does anime count? if so it was blue eyed samurai, pretty good.

sweet/spicy/savoury: spicy, and sweet and savoury are kinda tied but ig sweet is slightly better.

Relationship status: single, very lonely and pathetically crushing on someone ._.

last thing i googled: how to get rid of an ulcer quickly (very lame i know but it hurts like a bitch)

Current obsessions: call of duty, crabs, music, art, anime, sleep and reading.

Looking forward to: drinking more ginger beer, finishing an art project im already regretting and the treacle tart I've been eying up like a prostitute for the past three days.

and the no pressure tags shall be: no one bcz my bitch ass can't talk to people ;-;

Thanks for the tag @tunguszka20 <3

Last song: Eidolon by Night Ritual

Favourite colour: dark blue

Last book: Rozdroże kruków by A. Sapkowski

Last movie: Deadpool & Wolverine

Last TV show: The Big Bang Theory (I think?)

Sweet/spicy/savoury: savoury and then spicy, and then sweet

Relationship status: single and not complaining

Last thing I googled: USD to PLN

Current obsession: Call of Duty (Ghosts and MW), EPIC the Musical, Homer's epics, and a sprinkle of Red Dead Redemption 2 (my all-time obsession). Ah and The Witcher (another all-time obsession), mostly bc of the newest book that I've just read

Looking forward to: getting the prints from inprnt and Ghost concert in May 2025

No pressure tags: @aoioozora @deadbaguette @ithacantrickster @ihavehomework2dobutimhereinstead @vint-knight @akaittou @akaijisatsu @silaslich @yes-armageddon-it @achillesisnotcomingdown @loveydovey489 @feral-fox-crypt @night-orchids and anyone else who’d like to join!

Dyad’s Odyessy

this was a little experiment. the reader user was based off my looks really. hope ou enjoy this! i may consider making this longer if people like it.

teen!simon, teen!fem!reader

tw: mentions of abuse, scars, bruises ect. light swearing and a use of a very infuriating nickname my what i call friend calls me (im looking at you, @inspector-m3)

summary: you and simon are sat on the side of the road after a rather rough beating form your dad, simon helping you clean the marks littered over your face.

(idk if i have used this gif before.. i need to use the other characters more 😭)

Two peas in pod, eh?

Currently, those peas were listening to ‘Smells Like Teen Spirit’. Both had one Apple Wired Headphone in — humming along to the tune. It played round and round in one of those poor pea's heads, yours.

The other pea was gently dapping your fresh bruises and cuts with a little tissue found in your back pocket. It had been drenched in water from a local dip in the road outside the local bar, one that seemed to always house the most massive and annoyingly placed puddle ever.

It was the best you had and were going to get it, and it cleaned up your blood reasonably well. Of course, you’d have to use the two-year-old hand sanitizer that sat on your Form room teachers' desk when school started. . . Forty-five minutes ago. 

How where either of you meant to know anyway? Not like you had a watch or a working phone on either of you.

It stung like hell, your stone blue eyes going over Simons Simon's face. Slowly, slowly, raking over the large faded bruises along the left side of his face, the turning green bruise that ran down the side of his nose. It was all too familiar for your liking and no doubt he felt the same about the marks left on your body.

The sun was ever so slowly creeping up in the clouded sky — it was mid-winter England, An absolutely boiling hot November day of a whopping four degrees! Yay!

And, of course, in classic British style, you were both wearing short sleeve T-shirts, old and fraying hoodies and you were in a pair of shorts and Simon a pair of unwashed and dirty jeans.

“Thanks, old man.” You giggled lightheartedly, leaning your head back a bit as Simon held the back of your head, now wiping underneath your left eye to clean a little slit you’d gotten from god knows where.

“I’m a year and a half older then you, shortstack. but you’re welcome.”

“I'm like. . . six inches shorter than you.” You huffed, pouting ever so slightly. Your giggling had soon stopped, legs now crossed as you placed your hands on your thighs, elbows stuck out much like a chicken.

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OH MY AHDHR FUCKIN GOD!! THE BOOP MACHINE CHANGES ITS BLOOMIN COLOUR!???

I THOUGH I WAS GOING INSANE WHEN IT WENT GREEN AND NOW ITS ORANGE!? LILA PUMPKIN!??!

AMAZING

something about the early animations of zoro was just 👌

i prefer it so much and idk why, like both are cool but yk...he be cooler. maybe it's just the art style

especially in skypeia, that was my fave version of zoro. the tank top and goggles were a dangerous mix

gawd DAYUM THOSE ARMS

my apologies, my TED talk seemed to have just turned into thirsting😔

watching the english dub of yu yu hakusho with my grandma.

she's enjoying it, only complaints are how they keep dragging everything out which is fair.

but that episode with jin 💀

my grandma's irish and when we heard his accent we were both laughing so much lmao. like it came out of nowhere, so unexpected.

it sounded like an over-exaggerated accent, like someone thought of the stereotype and bumped it up to 100😭

she was pretty sad about genkai too.

i love kuwabara, cool dude fr....but he's so corny when he's with the girl (i forgot her name) i feel the seconda hand embarrassment and cringe as if im actually there.

I've got a shit ton of drafts so would y'all be interested in seeing them, i think most of them are done. None of them are like character x reader, they're just random drabbles and thoughts. so uh I've got five i think, so you lot can just pick a number and I'll post that one lol

caiman from dorohedoro

sorry idk how to change image sizes

Omg do you have a Valentine because I could kiss you for this

Big strong lizard head man with no memories. Nothing in his lizard head but his love for gyoza and his bff who makes food for him. Fighter and a biter, mostly so the little man in his mouth can interrogate people. No I will not elaborate

Reminder, the premise is “would a normie think it’s weird to find them attractive?” (Would they have to “hear me out?”) NOT “smash-or-pass”

this was me at the ass crack of dawn and i have no regrets and shall continue to do so.