#ghosty ghost

school doodles lmao

we are not doing shit anymore so I just decided to doodle random stuff, and Color will get the watercolor treatment once I finish Whisk at home. Not the first time actually making an unexpected sketch look good, and I mean Color with this one, I’m definitely gonna finish him

alright before I get the copyright strike

Ghost and Pit belong to @weirdghostcat

Color belongs to @/ superyoumna

this lunar new year was popping 🐕🎉

Here you go Ghosty!

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I wake up slowly, the morning sun just peeking through the soft drapes. A light sheen of sweat sticks coats my skin, making the linen sheets stick to me. I roll over and I’m face to face with a sleeping Steve Rogers. My heart skips a beat at the sight of his lips parting. They’re more plump than I remember and slightly bruised. I touch my own mouth-it’s tender and plump as well.

Steve stirs me away from my thoughts, his hand instinctively grabbing my waist and pulling me close. I let him shift around before letting out my breath.

“Morning,” Steve groans. I sigh happily and gently stroke his shaggy blond hair. He’s aged-the fight against his former team then Thanos has hardened him. He’s grown a beard and it drives me wild.

“Morning sleepyhead,” I Say.

“Did we fuck last night?” Steve grins.

“Steven!” I say in mock shock. He chuckles and rolls over me, his thigh firmly between my naked thighs. “I don’t know, you tell me.”

He nuzzles his face in my neck, leaving light kisses along the way.

“I guess I could jog your memory.” Steve’s voice is low and sounds like gravel crunching. I grind against his leg, my body already needy. I grab his face, kissing his lips passionately.

“I guess you should.”

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