(Happy Birthday, @maestro-of-muses / @nightmonarch / @maestro-of-desires ! 2018. 2019. 2020. Gosh, I’ve known you for a very long while in the tumblr rpc, but even though I’ve said this before every year–I’m truly happy to have met you. I would always consider you as one of my many closest friends that I wholeheartedly trust. You’re a great guy, and so much fun to be around.~ Enjoy yourself and best wished on your birthday! I wanted to go all out this year and draw three of your boys instead just one of them! Once again, Happy Birthday, Ryan!~)

Feat. @tcyvct and @nightmonarch / @maestro-of-desires)

    ❝ ...What are you up to over there? ❞ The panther eventually questioned, tail twitching against the couch cushions. ❝ You’ve been rummaging around for a while. ❞

Custom MUs is the good shit. And I finally got to finish this great piece, for two friendos.~)

♡  | Slowly peeks in from the side. And then attempts to hide. There is no Megan here. There is no Megan here! But the notable black hair and brown purse she’s carrying with video game pins says otherwise. Why, oh why--must be hard to approach familiar faces when they’re alone? “Maybe I’ll come back later...” She muttered, peeking at him, and then back at her own phone.