Some More SecurityAngel For The Soul.

Damn his voice and his freckles and his wolf cut and his beautiful, purple eyes and his fuck-ass mustache and his British accent and his turtleneck. He captivates me.

Everyone, say "thank you" to @ajoure for creating the best (in my humble and correct opinion /hj) Harley Sawyer design.

@archaospetryx I have a snack for you.

Mr. Thunder Thighs over here really preached that "thick thighs save lives". With those child-bearing hips, they can do anything.

Day one of watching Arcane. I've decided to cave in and see what all the fuss is about. Bear in mind, I am also keeping up with Andor (which comes out every Thursday), so updates will not be consistent.

I will edit this post with my reaction to the first few episodes. Wish me luck. 👍👍

⚠️⚠️ SPOILERS FOR THE FIRST THREE EPISODES BELOW ⚠️⚠️

Update; Episode one, season one, Welcome to the Playground. I thought that Vi and Powder's relationship was so cute! (I know what happens later on, I know.) The animation style is very entertaining, as well as the story telling. I also thought that Vander was very... nice-looking. 🤭🤭 Very sad the cat got killed in the end, though.

Update pt. 2; Episode two, season one, Some Mysteries Are Better Left Unsolved. HOLY FUCKING SHIT. Y'ALL, THE LORE?? AND IT'S ONLY THE SECOND EPISODE??? Good soup. Also, I thought Vander was fine (he still very much is in my eyes), but Viktor? Y'all, he got me giggling and blushing my ass off. 🤭🤭 Also, what is his accent? I'm stuck between French and German, but I don't wanna look it up in case I get spoilers. (Edit; It's a Czech accent... Stupid-head.)

Update pt. 3; Episode three, season one, The Base Violence Necessary for Change. WHAT THE FUCK?? THEY KILLED MY BOY VANDER OFF??? BRUH, HE WAS GREAT. SILCO, YOU BASTARD MAN. POWDER, I'M SO SORRY, BUT YOU SHOULD'VE LISTENED TO VIOLET. 🤬🤬 Was getting very gay vibes from Jayce and Viktor. I don't think they get together in the show since I heard one of the main people who worked on the show hated the ship (which, like, sucks to suck I guess??), but no spoilers. Perfect episode to end off on the day with, honestly.

Warnings: Severe burn marks (damaged skin and eye, flayed ear), mention of (accidental) assassination

Okay, I know that this is extremely self-indulgent (it's not even an OC, that’s literally just me [basically if I was in Nimona]), but I can't help myself. I am only a man, after all.

So, this is Golden Tungstentouch (he doesn't have a last name outside of AUs and just as a persona, but everyone in the movie has a cool last name, so I made one for this version of him) and he was a guard.

He wasn't as strong or as agile as his boyfriends, so he didn't get properly knighted by the queen, but he didn't mind; it's a lot of pressure anyhow. When the queen promoted Ballister and his “sword” started acting up, Golden made the split-second decision to jump in front of the queen and save her from the blast. However, it was all in vain as she died, and he also got injured severely. Because of his injury, he couldn't see well out of his left eye, so he was demoted to simply watch over the Director.

In this universe, Ambrosius unofficially broke up with Ballister (he still very much loves him, but what’re you supposed to do when one of your boyfriends blasts at the other and nearly kills him??) and stayed with Golden, but Golden still considered himself to be in the polyamorous relationship with Bal; he knew that the “assassination” was an accident. When he first met Nimona and Essenal (my OC), he wasn't at all discriminative; he thought their ability to transform into different people and animals was cool.

After the events of the movie, Ambrosius gets back together with Ballister and they all live happily ever after with two shapeshifting “children” (Nimona and Essenal).

Little random fun fact about this version of my persona; Todd is terrified of him because of the one time he got really angry and made a large dent in his locker (Todd was watching the whole time), so he uses that fear to his advantage to scare Todd away from Ballister.

@ajoure and I's Harleys have a little talk about their respective love interests.

MI!Harley: So, you've decided to pursue a relationship with... Pierre?

HL!Harley: Indeed I have

MI!Harley: Of all of the people in the factory, you chose him? That rotten backstabber?

HL!Harley: As much as it confounds me to say it, he's changed for the better.

MI!Harley: I somehow doubt that, but no matter.

HL!Harley: I take it that you are not dating your Leith?

MI!Harley: What a silly question; of course not. No, no, I'm in a relationship with the head designer of the toys, Charlie Malloy.

HL!Harley: We're you not the toy designer?

MI!Harley: Well, I gave my input, but the only one who would acknowledge it was him.

HL!Harley: I see.. Is he nice?

MI!Harley: Very. Too much so for a company such as this. He has no idea what's going on beneath the surface.

HL!Harley: Obliviousness. How adorable.

MI!Harley: Truly.

Honestly, I was not happy with my designs for Leith and Eddie. I feel like my designs didn't really fit their voices, so I changed them up. Stella and Bruno are the same, though.

I love men with long hair, what can I say? I'm a simple man. Injuries still have the same causes behind them, but Eddie now has a missing pinkie on his left hand. AND LEITH STILL HAS A FAKE WEDDING RING, THE DRAWING'S JUST CUT OFF. 😭😭

I love seeing all these Harleys in bunny outfits!! Makes me feral!! 🦖🦖

Now, I have a proposal; draw your Harleys with your favorite animals! Mine's a koala!

I honestly don't know how to start trends. I don't have a big following, so, meh. 😭😭

But show your Harleys showing some love (or hesitance) to the creature you favor! And tag me; I wanna see the sillies!

Gifted Lunch From a Secret Boyfriend

SPENCER REID x MALE!READER

Warnings: Suggestive (making out), otherwise fluffy, reader is called "sweet boy"

Requested: No

A/N: When I have the motivation, I can write pretty quickly. And feel free to request stuff, whether that be art or fanfic!

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It was early in the morning when Spencer arrived in the bullpen of the BAU, getting himself settled without much of a rush since there wasn't any news about a case yet. The large room was quiet since most of his coworkers hadn't arrived yet. He took advantage of this peace by pulling out a book that his wonderful boyfriend—you—gifted him. By God, he loved you more than anything. You knew just what he liked and what to get him. You were so thoughtful towards him.

As the morning dragged on, he was wrapped up in the book’s contents, mesmerized by the descriptive words on the pages. He could imagine you reading them to him, or vice versa, and the thought made him warm and gooey on the inside. He didn't even realize that he was smiling like an idiot until Derek pointed it out.

“Hey, kid, what's got you in such a good mood so early in the morning, huh?”

He broke free from his trance to look up at his coworker, blinking a few times before he responded with, “nothing. I just found a really good book”, which seemed like an acceptable answer to Derek. He sighed in relief, thankful that his micro-expressions weren't picked up on.

None of his teammates knew that he had a boyfriend, and he intended to keep it that way. It wasn't like he was embarrassed by you—no, not at all—he just didn't want to be teased and mocked. Besides, they didn't even know he was bisexual, which would add to the jokes. Only JJ knew, and he was lucky that she was able to keep secrets, unlike his other best friend.

He looked up when he heard Hotch calling for a meeting in the conference room, undoubtedly for a new case to crack. He thinned his lips in disappointment of not finishing his book, reluctantly packing it up into his satchel. As soon as he stood up from his chair, he saw something out of the corner of his eye. Something familiar. And so he turned his head and found you walking up to him with a big smile.

He nearly froze, his face turning pale. His eyes darted around, trying to see if anyone was watching, before gently taking you by the arm and dragging you into the nearest empty room. “What are you doing here?” He asked in a whisper, clearly panicked. “Someone could have seen you.”

You lifted up a brown paper bag, wordlessly communicating that you brought him the lunch that you made for him. He huffed in slight amusement, grabbing the bag and setting it on the ground beside the door. He looked back up at you and cupped your face, giving you a serious expression.

“You need to tell me when you do that next time, okay, sweet boy? My coworkers give me a hard time as it is; they're gonna tease you, too, if they find out we’re dating, and I don't want that.”

You nodded in understanding, though you were a little bummed out about not being able to show how much you love your boyfriend in his workplace. He could tell exactly how you were feeling based on the slight shift in your face. “I know, sweet boy, but this is for the best. I’m just not comfortable yet. When I’m ready, I’ll tell you.”

Spencer then leaned in for a kiss, humming pleasantly at the way your lips slotted together so perfectly. He thought you were perfect for each other, subjectively. He could never get tired of kissing you or touching you or seeing you or hearing you or tasting you. Every sense of his was on high alert whenever you were around, and he was always determined to flush out each one until you were both satisfied. He was brought back down to reality when he heard you whimper.

As soon as he heard that, he moved a hand down to the small of your back so he could pull you closer. He suddenly broke the kiss when he felt a speckle of dust tickle his nose, causing him to sneeze. He glanced around the room, noticing just how spotty the empty storage closet you were currently occupying was.

“This is pretty unsanitary. You know, inhaling too much dust can lead to rather unpleasant effects such as lower respiratory infections, heart disease, chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, strokes, and lung cancer. They should have cleaned this room even though nobody uses it and given it a different purpose; it serves as a hazard-” He paused in his ramble when you noted that he was the one who dragged you both in there.

Spencer chuckled awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck, averting his eyes to the ground. “Right. Sorry about that, sweet boy. I shouldn't have grabbed you like that, it was rather rude of me.” You reassured him with a peck to his cheek.

His smile became more genuine as he continued kissing you, holding you even closer than before. He sighed against your lips, which he slowly traced with the tip of his tongue until you opened them. His wet muscle slipped inside, dancing with yours in an encased, sensual display of love. You mumbled about how he was worried about dust just a few moments ago, but he couldn't bring himself to care anymore. All he cared about was you.

He shivered as he felt one of your hands wiggle under his many layers to caress his back, enjoying the way your cold fingertips met his heated skin. He slotted his thigh between your legs, pinning you to the metal shelf behind you. Things were getting hotter and hotter until both of you heard Hotch ask for Spencer, forcing you to pull away. He was just as disgruntled as you at the situation, but he didn't have a choice; he had a killer to catch.

He picked up his bag of lunch and planted a chaste kiss to your lips, opening the door for you. He waited about a minute before heading out, meeting the rest of his team in the conference room with a curt apology of being late.

Soon. Soon he would be confident enough to come out to his team and show just how much he loved you. Soon, but not yet. Not yet.

Today (April 2nd) is my birthday, and because it is my birthday, I decided to draw myself with Buster Moon since koalas are my favorite animal, and he's my favorite koala.

I don't have much planned for today.

More of @ajoure's Harley Sawyer because he is very delicious and very British. His hair is fluffy, too, so that's a plus.

I like writing dialogue for him (if it's not obvious). I have to look up so many big words, but it's all worth it for him. ✊✊😔😔