#jazzhands

yancy out on parole, finds a job as a bartender or busser in this jazz club

on day he’s closing or opening or smth, just cleaning or smth and he’s singing to himself. Seb comes in (bc he owns the place) sees this… and then like… he offers yancy some time slots to sing whatever he wants during club hours or smth…

and then ya

ㅤㅤPERMANENT  INTERACTION  CALL  .

this  is  a  permanent  interaction  call  ,  by  liking  this  you're  giving  me  the  a-okay  in  sending  you  random  asks  (  both  just  ones  i  think  of,  or  from  your  own  prompts  tag  )  or  randomly  popping  into  your  dms  here  or  on  discord  if  i  have  you  added.

Darrling the devil knows my name~ I blinked a-and this was on my screen I- ovo  Well guess whos at it again, it’s ya boi /j @lunarblazes @cocoabats​  I tries ur shading style coco :D It’s hard  Sketches under the keep reading bc I think they turned out amazing

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ what's it like being the SUN ?

The shadows of the room shifted, shivering like branches in a breeze, the undeniable stink of more questionable magics seeping in around him as a dark clawed hand and several glowing eyes seemed to emerge from them as though swimming out of the darkness… only to coalesce into a somewhat familiar, haggard, mostly human face. Maintaining direct eye contact, a hand was woven and a bottle of something appeared, and the man poured two hefty shots and offered it out to the man this reality called Loki.

(Jazzhands (Jazz/Cass/Steph) is also acceptable)