i write stuff. in theory.

A very fun commission for @anotherdayinchuckletown of their character Liastra and a friend's OC Will! Was a delight to paint this up. There's definitely parts I could improve but it was a great challenge! <3

Her hair, the outfits, the color palette, everything looks beautiful 🥰🥰🥰 THANK YOU SO MUCH for this!!

This is the first piece I've had done for Liastra, and she's exactly how I envisioned her ❤❤❤

「Not everything has to be big and super romantic all the time. Sometimes it's lovely to notice the tiny little intimate things about them.」

Just imagine:

✧ Their wrist peeking out of long sleeves when they reach for something

✧ Their hair falling into their face when they lean forwards (optional: leaning for a kiss with you)

✧ Their voice in the morning, a little bit scratchy and nasal, as they sleepily bid you good morning

✧ Their ears, cheeks and fingers turning red when it's cold

✧ Their favourite snack and their expression when they eat it, the way the edges of their mouth turns

✧ The colour of their eyelashes when the sun is shining on them

✧ Any freckles, moles or birthmarks in an obscure place that only you know

✧ The hue of their eyes in different times of day, and in different lights

✧ Their muffled speaking as they brush their teeth, but are still trying to talk to you

✧ The way their cheek sinks into the pillow when they lie down on their side

✧ Are their hands warm? Hot all the time? Freezing?

✧ Them pinching the edge of their jacket or shirt when they're nervous

Here’s a link to my ko-fi. Any help is appreciated.

I’ll explain the situation further here. I’ve tried to keep this private, which is why I haven’t posted about it much previously, but funds are running low and there are things I need.

I had to abruptly leave my 8 year marriage on December 21st. I had no other option. I moved states with less than $300, a suitcase + a backpack. That’s it. Granted, I moved in with friends, so my immediate needs are met until I can get a job- but I have medication, healthcare and other living expenses that I need met in the meantime.

I was on Medicaid in my old state, but my insurance doesn’t work across state lines. I haven’t been in my new state for long enough to qualify for health insurance here, either, so I currently have none. I’m disabled/chronically ill and have l medications I NEED to take, and healthcare I NEED access to.

I also want to be able to contribute to the household in some way. I had a job interview yesterday and was offered the position, but I

a) don’t have my social security card so they’re not sure if I have the proper identification for orientation, and

b) am still waiting on background check and tax info to come through. So I have no idea how long it’ll take to get the ball rolling on all of that.

They also couldn’t give me any information on the health insurance they offer/when I would become eligible for that, so that’s still up in the air.

But like honestly though. I don't even know but just...?

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

The first time Eddie hotwires a car in front of you, you are overwhelmingly disturbed by how hot you find it. He's only doing it to his own van. He lost his fucking keys again and you're late for work already so he does what any other boyfriend with a shady past would do and rips open the compartment beneath the steering wheel. Getting to work, tongue pressed firmly between his lips, Eddie's nimble fingers pluck at different wires. Ripping and pulling and twiddling and pressing.

You have no idea what any of it is, but watch his hand move deftly across the hardware has you thinking of how he plays with his rings. How he plays his guitar.

How he plays with you.

You're practically panting by the time he turns to you with a smug look on his face.

"Told ya I could do it," he brags, though his brow knits together when he takes in your parted lips and dazed expression. "...what?"

You don't make it to work on time after all. In fact, you don't make it to work at all that day. Instead, you make him turn off the van he'd just put in all that effort to hotwire and you drag him back into the trailer, practically shoving him onto the bed.

You don't explain a thing. You just crawl on top of him and kiss him like your life depended on it, yanking his hand down and past the waistband of your skirt. He moans into your mouth and tries to ask what's gotten into you. What's brought this on. But his cluelessness is cute and you don't want to do anything with your mouth other than open it up to his or press against his skin, so you don't explain yourself.

To Eddie's credit, bewildered by your sudden amorous assault or not, he does immediately get those beautiful fingers right back to work.

Turning you on in record time, even faster than his van.

~*~

Your writing seems boring and predictable because 

You wrote it

You’ve read it like eight million times.