#ny talks

So this was submitted to me for my fic Run with the Devil! I am deeply in love with how you drew them and how amazing and fantastic it is!!!!! This is my first fan art of any of my fic’s, and I am insanely lucky to receive such a piece, my co-author and I send this back and forth just to fawn over its so amazing! You sent this like a month ago, but I couldn’t help but keep it in my inbox, I wanted to keep it forever, but it wouldn’t to keep your immaculate talent all to myself!!!! 

Ok love you!!! Stay safe!

im doing free compatibility readings again hunties!! it won’t last long btw!

The person who made this turned off reblogs but I found it very helpful so I reposted it.

Shout out to the bus drivers who look at you with the empathy of an uncaring god, face stone as first your phone pass fails, then you're second phone pass, then your physical bus pass, then your credit card. They look at you in contempt as you struggle to find enough change for the ticket watching you with the knowledge you're suffering is simply praise to an unholy devil from which they serve. It seems they don't care about schedules or punctuality as they look at you like a dead eyed fish, refusing to let you go until you pay, in coin or blood, and when you finally scrounge up enough coins, they watch you with unerring focus to see that you don't miss of cent of the required fare. The blessed beep of the machine indicating your successful tithe, and the bus driver looks at you as if you're scum, before spitting on your transfer and dropping it to the floor, just for you to scrape up and whisper your gratitude as you scrape your nails against the floor of the bus.

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