(Source: saccrilegious)
(Source: saccrilegious)
I broke apart my insides (Help me)
I’ve got no soul to sell (Help me)
The only thing that works for me
Help me get away from myself
consolation porn #1 T_T why WHY the horrid 70s fashion. The hair cryyyyy.
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Casually doodle sexy people doing sexy faces before going to bed heheheh~
I look into the mirror
See myself, I’m over me
I need space for my desires
Have to dive into my fantasies
I know as soon as I’ll arrive
Everything is possible (x)
Ah, Sub!Erik… learning the hard lesson of being honest to himself…
Probably the evilest art I did for Frontseat ‘verse, because I couldn’t imagine something as cruel. Until now.
Hope you like it, Tahariel! I had planned to post it when the 10th Chapter of Coax me out my love low was out, and then here go.
(It’s a real watercolor, made in real paper and… and the scanner ate the colors, but I left some close cuts if someone wanted to see the details…)
Oh
my god
Astasia you have outdone yourself
IF THIS IS WITH THE COLORS EATEN I DON’T THINK I CAN TAKE THE ORIGINAL (OoO)
(Blushing Erik is the best Erik. Except if it’s Blushing!Erik with a facial.)
Oh well, the devil makes us sin
But we like it when we’re spinning in his grip (x)
… and in a beautiful day, this fandom touched the darkest part of my soul. And I loved it. xD
Mostly of the Frontseat ‘verse arts I’m posting I had showed to Tahariel and Takhesiz. Now I feel like I’m unleashing the Kraken when posting it to my blog. ._.
(source)
A Live-In One
Jim decided he should move in Sebastian as a bodyguard. It’s only the next morning that he realises what a brilliant idea it really was.
(Source: i-love-bondage)
He sees her for the first time on his return from his second war. She’s the daughter of the king, and surely no older than 10 years. Her father and brothers are at the head of the ranks, and they call a halt when they see her. The entire army, battered and bloodied, halts and kneels. Her smile brightens the world, eases the horrors of war as her mother, the queen, nods at her. Mere seconds later, she’s down the hill and in the arms of her father. Everyone pretends not to see the pure joy that encompasses his face, but it’s difficult to ignore their own as she smiles at each of them. Perhaps he imagines it, but he thinks her gaze lingers on him.