bigams  asked:

hi! do you draw dragons or wolves? i'd really love to get a commission from you of a tattoo design for me, if so. i want haku from spirited away and moro from princess mononoke, if you've seen those. let me know :- o


I don’t generally draw animals or creatures of any kind outside of my weird goo monsters and monster girls; I don’t really take tattoo commissions as well, as my art wouldn’t translate that well onto skin! 

I DO however know my precious gremlin Akumashugi that can do that for you, as he draws those things AND is a tattoo artist. He owns Wolf & Dagger in the UK, and can take your commissions–Tell him he’s great, and that Loli says “Ryan PEQUOD Gosling is a smelly goober.”

Humans are Weird: The Doorway Effect

You know, when you walk into a room and immediately forget what you were doing, what you needed, etc? And then maybe sooner or later, maybe after youve left the house, or while youre still in the room, or maybe about 5 minutes later; you remember what you were going to get/do. And the fustration after youve left something to. Its not uncommon to hear My Mom, or My Dad, or anyone say ‘fuck’ when theyve realized theyve left something they needed. Said ‘fuck’ varies in tone and voume depending on how important said item was. From saying fuck under the breath or screaming out fuck in anger

A date and homework (?)

@remmythepegasis here’s your answer.


Logan swallowed thickly and looked at himself in the mirror one last time before fixing his tie and sighing.

“I look perfectly fine” he said, fixing his hair for the tenth time and groaning before rushing away from the mirror and grabbing his wallet. He looked at the clock and winced. He had twenty minutes to get somewhere he took forty minutes to arrive.

Well… Uber wouldn’t be bad once right?

He climbed inside the car and looked outside the window, his hands sweating as he watches the houses and buildings around. He sighed quietly and bit his lip when they arrived, paying the driver and walking out, holding a small agenda he had bought to Patton behind his back. He looked around in the street, having stopped in front of a small café, smiling at how cozy it looked.

He then heard someone cleaning their throat and turned around, smiling shakily as he saw Patton there, holding a bouquet of flowers.

“So I wasn’t the only one thinking about a gift” Patton giggled and Logan smiled, calmer now, giving him the agenda and taking the flowers, still quite shy.

“No…. No indeed”


“Did you find the book?” Ann asked as Roman walked inside their flat, making the actor groan and walk to him, plopping on the bed next to him.

“I can’t believe you let me go out with your shirt!” he said, searching into his bag and pulling out the book. “It was the last one, but luckily Logan found it before anyone else could” he grinned and showed Ann the book, frowning when he was looking at his phone. Roman slammed him on the arm with the book and made him groan.

“What the hell?”

“Pay attention to me!” he whined, and Ann chuckled, putting his phone down and tilting his head.

“I thought you had work to do?”

“I do but I still want you to pay attention to me” he pouted and sat comfortably on the bed, opening the book and grabbing a pen and a notebook. “But you can stay quiet now. Thanks love”

Ann chuckled and stretched slowly before kneeling up and crawling to Roman, brushing his nose up his back and making him tense and shiver.

“You told me to pay attention” he mumbled against his upper back, before he kissed his nape, making Roman tremble and bite his lip.

“Ann… I need to finish this”

“I am not stopping you, am I?”


Logan smiled over his glass of wine, watching Patton talking to the waiter, asking for two sandwiches and some fries before he turned back to Logan and smiled.

“So Logan… since when have you been a librarian?” he asked softly and Logan hummed, thinking for a moment before smiling again.

“I believe three years. Since my senior year in college. The only job around for me. I am applying to some other places but yet nothing appeared… and you? How long have you had that flower shop?” he asked, and Patton grinned.

“Oh that was my grandma’s. All the other sons and grandsons didn’t want it so I took it in my hands. This will be my second year there without her” he smiled sadly. “Anyway, what did you study?”

“Astrophysics. That’s why it’s so hard to find jobs” he chuckled and sipped on his wine again silently. “Did you study?”

“I started economy, then I tried photography, then biology, but I guess I just wasn’t made for studying” he chuckled and shrugged, and Logan chuckled with him.

“Yes, working is a valid option. And if you ever want to do a college later you can” he said, and Patton nodded, grinning.

“You sound like you could be a great tutor” he said, and Logan looked at him surprised.

“A tutor? Or a teacher?”

“Maybe both… You should try that out”

“Yes… I will”


Roman looked at the ceiling and groaned angrily, rubbing his eyes and turning to see Ann’s smirk.

“Asshole. Asshole! You know I have to finish that project until tomorrow morning!” he complained, but Ann just shrugged, moving closer and nuzzling on his neck, kissing it slowly, making his eyes close and Roman groan, muscles tensing as Ann’s hand moved down his naked torso. “Ann… we just finished round one… I need a moment…” he whined, and Ann chuckled against his neck.

“I thought you had a project to finish” he said, and Roman groaned angrily before pushing Ann away from himself, making the boy bite his lip, sucking his piercing in and brushing his messy hair back.

“I hate you” Roman growled, grabbing the book that had fallen on the ground and his notebook and pen, that were somehow still over the bed, focusing on the pages again and starting to read the book. Well at least he was relaxed.

But he knew the peace would only last so long.

“Love you Ro”

He smiled anyway.

“Love you too”


“This was a wonderful date” Logan said as Patton left him in his house, and Patton grinned, nodding quickly.

“It really was… would you like to do it again?” he asked, and Logan blushed before nodding, smile shy.

“Y-yes… I would love to” he said, and Patton grinner wider before he nodded, stepping closer and taking Logan’s hand. The librarian blushed all over, his heart racing as the florist moved closer, before he leaned to the side and kissed his cheek, close to his lips.

“Good night Logan” Patton said as he pulled back, squeezing his hand and walking back to his car, making Logan stand frozen on the doorway.

Only after long minutes Logan was able to walk inside the building he lived and smile widely, squeezing the flowers he had received against his chest, his body light, almost floating.

Being a librarian gave you so many chances.