Wow what an icon i fucking love this thanks my dude -finger guns-

Can you draw a character of mine?

Peter: y-you’re a ghost? I didn’t know that. Well I guess that means all ghosts are pretty cool da?

Does this make you feel lust suki? Make your penis hot?!

Peter: -he tried shaking off his fear, and put on a stoic face for her, along with an uneasy smile- da, I know let’s w-watch it.

Peter: -his heart dropped and he didn’t feel his grip tighten on her until it was a vice. He hated scary shows. He was a wiener but he wasn’t about to show it in front of his crush-

Peter: -peter nonchalantly slipped his other arm around as well until Ira was comfortably pressing against him. He was an adequate personal pillow.-

Oh my goodness you’re such a talented artist! I can’t shade to save my life

Peter: I am shocked and hurt I had no such intentions. I was just resting my arm, see? Such a thought goodness. -he pretended to act offended for a second, but sadly remembered he didn’t have any more brownies. Tragic-

Avert your eyes children

(C o n s u m e) peter: -he cautiously wrapped one arm around Ira, gingerly resting it just below her chest. Just to keep her warm, she was oddly icy cold-

Peter: -he tensed up, she was making physical contact with him. He expected her to hit him or something but she just laid on his stomach.- thank you? I aim to please

Peter: huh? -the chubby Russian seemed awfully content just sitting there stuffing his face with brownies. Once the ones in his hand where gone he got the ones on his head and began eating those-

S u f f e r

(Big mood.) peter: no problem there. -he took two handfuls of brownies and like popping candy, he went through one after another- these are amazing! -he mumbled through a mouth full of brownie-

I actually hope I die of cancer after drawing this

Peter: I don’t think that’s possible comrade. -peter had a good deal of his frosting on his cheeks and nose. He wasn’t exactly what you would call the neatest eater.- (What madness shall ensue after this)

And I know this may not help much and my opinion isn’t much, but you’re in all honesty next to Liza, my favorite artist on here. For Pete’s sake you can actually draw hands that don’t just look like little sausages

Omg who told you that kiddo? And zip, if you’re not going to help don’t add to the problem.

Peter: o-oh. Well I like you too. A lot. -he wiped his nose and brushed his bangs out of his face. He resumed eating his frosting to try to avert his confession he just made to her-