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i’m home.
It’s late Shima Sentimental Hours™️ anyway I’m really proud of how far my art has come in like, the past year ALONE. I’ve learned lots of stuff and have tweaked my style over and over and I can say pretty confidently that I like where I am right now!! And I can only improve and get better from here 😤
@kaizerflames . cont .
it was meant to show comfort / in her mind it was already A LONG SHOT ------------ to receive any genuine reaction from him in response to her relatively intimate thanks . but she had been so sure for a moment , that she had him . a brief flash of what was a genuine smile , a simple softness that she was occasionally unsure he was even capable of --------------- it was there , she swears it was there , but with his easy deflection , she would never be able to prove it .
‘ i can just as easily bring you down to my height in a much more painful way if you’re planning on going there , colonel . ’ she addresses , a saccharine smile gracing pink lips .

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Devil in the Dim Moonlight
{Continued from HERE} | @his-tasty-katsudon
A smirk slid onto his features. Hazel brown looking the other up and down, scanning him---examining him from head-to-toe before finally boring into brown eyes. Looking for something there or...beyond him, through him even.
“I don’t know...” He started off with saying. His voice soft, sweet like honey as it starkly contrasted with the nasty look in his eyes. A tactic done on purpose to throw the other off because his face didn’t match his voice, his body language at ends with itself with the overall tone he spoke with.
“...maybe, maybe it’s in how your hands tremble in my presence. Or...or maybe that’s not quite it all.” He came off polite though he appeared to be condescending all the same.
One step.
Then two.
Jingle. Jingle. Jingle.
A gold object that hung around his neck, swinging to and fro, bouncing against his chest with each calculated movement, shining in the dim streetlights---almost to the point of an eerie ethereal glow to it.
He was closing in.
“I think I know now!” he exclaimed, an epiphany resounding through his words. Hint of an accent there, showing that he wasn’t particularly native, but could speak the language as if it were all the same. “It’s your voice. That’s what gives it away. It’s how you’re straining it to sound tougher than what you actually feel in this moment. The shakiness---quickening of your breath. That nervousness that I bet you wish you hid better.” There was a purr to his voice as was a mere few centimeters away.
“...am I right?”
GUYS OUR THREE YEAR ANNAVERSARY OF BEIGN OUT AS TRANS IS LIKE NEXT WEEK.