Frank Polson — Tremolo  (acrylic On Satin Poly Cotton Canvas, 2019) 

@islandiis  / / Starter Call.

“Hmmm, interesting! I think this is a lil’ bit too advanced for me to make. What if we try this?” Flipped the page of an aged cook book till it landed on Marens Kornflexkokur, much different and much sweeter from the fish stew option, which did very little to excite the American. Batting his eyes, Alfred pulled the age card from his deck to hopefully ensure his own way, holding out for Fannar to fall into flattery. “I’d also like to remind you that as the older and host -- you should let me let me pick. You can pick when you visit me next. Deal??”

HOW DO YOU NEED TO BE LOVED??

like a child loves the rain 

you need to be loved in happiness and foolishness. a puppy love, a love so purely good, so full of happiness it makes your stomach ache. you need to be loved in a way that reminds you of the childhood you didn’t get to have. you need to be loved as if you’re feeling the rain fall upon your cheeks for the first time. refreshing, and clean.

@frestoniia / /  Starter Call.

“My former therapist says I have a preoccupation with revenge. Feels like I paid money to be told the pope is Catholic.” Burying a cocky grin behind a quick sip of the strong coffee; the bitter assault on his tongue pulling a frown to his features. The universe checking her back into the lane, if only by a smidge. Alfred exhaled any last words of his rant through a small huff and sweetened it for a better next round. “Hm! Better!” “That was my new flavour of the month, kinda sucked. Wanna start a book club instead?? I’ve got fun ones.” A half lie -- the American having a very niche type of book taste. 

i love stories where its just one guy’s really bad day

 I’m afraid of Americans

Mr. Estonia for romantic candidate???? :))))

You know damn well that’s a y es //

@jatkuleiba​ | cont

It worked! A slight widened surprise captured her expression for a few fleeting moments. A rather childish complaint landed its mark; Alfred never expected Eduard to take the request seriously. Pleased as punch, Alfred grinned in genuine delight.

“You mix sweets and a game?” Curious, he’s quite curious now. “Chocolate and candies -- I haven’t played any game like that -- unless it’s poker without losing your savings. What is it??”

I care so much abt them