He Reminds Me Of Jon

he reminds me of Jon

love this au

How many pairs of glasses does Eyezawa have? Does he have a huge monocle for all his eyes?

He has one pair. It’s like these bad boys but like 12 lenses

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Via Sad and Useless

defeating art block by drawing men in dresses!!! woooo!!!!!

live laugh love Martin Kartin Blackwood!!!

every few months i rediscover that using references makes art way less stressful and then i eventually forget in a few weeks :) anyway i stole this fit and the pose from someone on my tiktok fyp bcs it slayed

silver fox aizawa! pretty much him with more scars and graying hair

It’s just my skin

@badthingshappenbingo

Prompt: loss of hearing

Pairings: (platonic) jonmartim

Warnings: claustrophobia, hospitals, hearing loss

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The aftermath isn’t as quiet as Tim thought it would be.

Maybe it’s the fact that he isn’t dead even though he should be, maybe it’s the dreadful ringing in his ear, maybe it’s the way his chest is heaving in gasping breaths he can’t hear.

There’s a thousand pounds of stone pressing down on his back and somewhere far above him he can feel the ground rumble and shift. He can’t even find it in himself to worry about the whole place coming down. He wasn’t planning on making it out alive either way.

He thinks he floats in and out of consciousness for a bit. Time seems to wind and stretch and loop back, only the rubble on his back and the incessant ringing to keep him company.

Something shifts eventually, a change in the air at first, the darkness becoming just a bit softer, a bit less cloying.

And then there are hands and stretchers and needles and people pulling and prodding him and over it all is still that high pitched ringing, rising higher and higher into an impossible crescendo. He thinks they ask him things, he is sure he sees their lips moving and their expectant gazes. He thinks he tries to say something, but his lips feel awkward and unwieldy.

Everything goes dark after that. A cool blessed darkness where he just floats, no stone, no rubble, no dust, just peace.

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