Red and Blue make Purple

Leo / Aug 6 / Fem / Bi / Emmy-Emmer-Em/ My Ao3 is Emers_Writes / Voltron / Klance / Star vs The Forces of Evil / Sonic / #sth / #svtfoe / Legend of Zelda / #botw / Miraculous Ladybug / #mlb / and just... a lot more / requests are open for art / To see my art, tag is #mine or #my art

sullivantwissarcana asked:

Hey, I know that a lot of people love your Miraculous Ladybug art (myself included), but I want to give a suggestion for a series for you to enjoy. It is called "RWBY", hopefully you have heard of it. If you want to check it out, watch the "Red", "White", "Black", and "Yellow" trailers on Youtube in that order. It is an amazing series and I want to share it with you.

I have watched the first season as it was coming out and I haven’t gone back. Maybe I should look again. I remember thinking it was funny but the animation was only good during the fights so it was kinda hard to watch…. I will watch it again though and see how I feel. I remember I loved Nora

princessofharte asked:

*Tries to threaten you into writing more Oliness drabble*

bittenred answered:

i have something that’ll melt u

shhhh u saw nothing

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Oliver tilts his head to the side to kiss her deeper and an embarrassingly needy sound rumbles in her throat. He pulls away abruptly and a blush blooms across her face as his eyes find hers.

His voice is full of satisfaction. “What the burning hell was that?” He’s on the verge of laughter.

“U-um,” she mumbles, struck speechless. Her embarrassment deepens and she snags her hands at the front of his open jacket, burying her head against his chest.

His laugh shakes both of them. It feels good to hear him laugh, even amidst her humiliation. “Of all the things to be embarrassed about.” He coaxes her apple-colored face back up and slants his mouth against hers again, unbridled, unsatisfied. The way he kisses her is so sure and honest. She can taste everything he feels for her on his tongue, against his lips, and it makes her weak.

His name fills the space of her mouth and its the only word that occupies her mind. There’s nothing else but Oliver’s mouth, his hands, the warm line of his body. She breathes him in, hands clutching at him. When she groans again, this time she isn’t embarrassed; he responds so positively, pulling her closer, tilting his head to kiss her deeper.

She breaks the contact, breathing heavily, eyelashes feathering against her cheek as she keeps her eyes closed. Her hands find his hips and keep him tight against her as the wind picks up. He sighs contentedly as he pulls her hood over her head and tucks her hair back inside, kissing her once more, soundly.

She hums. “I wish we could stay like this,” Nessa whispers, knowing that their time here is almost up. Reina and Adam are probably working themselves into a tizzy looking for them.

Her eyes open slowly to see Oliver smiling wistfully. “You’ll only make yourself upset if you hold onto thoughts like that.”

Somehow, she understands exactly what he’s talking about. “So what thoughts should I hold onto?”

He grabs her hands and presses her chilly fingertips between his palms. “You could think about how good looking I am,” he replies saucily. “Or about how good I am at kissing.”

She leans back into the wall of the wagon. “Your looks are vaguely passing and you kiss like a dead fish.” Her eyes glitter mischeviously in the dark, flints of amber lit by the nearby bonfire. He responds by pressing his body to hers again, reaching up to cradle her head tenderly between his hands. She watches in awe as his eyes soften like butter and it makes her catch her breath.

“I want to court you, Nessa,” he mumbles as his warm forehead touches hers. “I want to be a choice. An option.”

Her heart aches, but she smiles, touching his chin delicately. “I’ll have to pay you horrible compliments more often if this is what it gets me.” Her stomach plummets at his words, though, at the idea that she’s not a mere infatuation but that he wants to spend the rest of his life with her.

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.