#I don’t draw much of OCs and haven’t for a while and probably won’t for another good while

[rennyrose]

my dude, I've been following you just a little past when you introduced Bruce to us (Still SO chuffed that you decided to call him Bruce!!) and I wanna say. It's been incredible watching your art evolve over the years. It's also awesome seeing you handle characters (your own OCs or otherwise!) and bring them to life. Every time I see you on the dash I'm hit with some super deep-chest, warm-drink-feeling nostalgia, like "ough, look at renny's art and all the expression that's been fit into there!!" that makes me pause for a minute. It's always really nice to see, and I figured I'd tell you instead of sitting on it for an eternity, ha.

Been sitting on this non’ for a short minute trying to come up with something to describe how this makes me feel but unfortunately I don’t really have the words aside from ‘thank you’

[cecilebutcher]

Thank you Irene and Aubbie for the tags<3 I really appreciate it a shit ton.

Twst content spotlight

@azulashengrottospiano Amazing, and I cannot stress this enough, AMZING octatrio content. Her writing style is so fucking amazing yet so simple? Go check her out she’s so fucking cool.

@axvwriter such a fantastic mind. Their oc Bobo is adorable and their art is even more adorable. The creatures they make are so fucking cool and awesome.

@twitchers-column a new blog made, but so far the stuff nem posts on their are just, chefs kiss. Not much on their but I see so much potential for it(I want to, uh, help with it).

@nem0-nee probably my newest moot but she is so sweet and her art is so fucking cool! Her Oc’s are so amazing and fantastic <3

@jemmidraws also new, I mean very new, but her art is so beautiful! Again not much posted but I highly recommend checking her out(her comms are open btw!)

@daily-trey posts amazingly accurate Trey content. They also respond to stuff as Trey by drawing them, my favorite post of theirs is the newest cater x Trey angst^^ (their comms are also open!)

@moonlit-midnight also writes amazing octatrio content. But they also write for other dorms like Diasomnia. Btw go check out their master list cause, it’s so fucking pretty? Like bro, that shit is so pretty and amazing.

@drdepper her art, gives me life. No no listen. The art style, the colors, the line art. I’m gobbling it up so hard. She’s also in love with Vil, don’t understand why, but Love listening to her talk about it.

@robo-milky her twst yuu is so fucking cute!! She’s so freaking talented, like tf? Girl, keep some talent for the rest of us T^T I wanna hold cloche is my hand like a small bird, ya feel me?

@altshin his twst yuu is so freaking chaotic it’s amazing 😭 his art style is so simple to me but still so gorgeous. Fellow photographer mc o7

@the-v-lociraptor everyone move it’s the creator of Castor and Pollux!! If you can’t tell I love those two twins with all my heart. Her art style is so much, that it becomes perfect.

@harunayuuka2060 while they do write for twst they also do obey me, and let me tell you they are always so fucking good!! Their writing style is Character A:….. Character B:……. It’s so fucking cool! Go check their blog out I always have fun with their stuff!!

@mintmoth they’re art style is so cute😭 my favorite Kalim artist in every single platform ever. The way they draw him makes me so happy!!

@malleusgethomeplz just posts twst shitposts. No really, that’s it, nothing more nothing less. But it still always brings me joy. They are also so stupid that it’s the best ever.

@egophiliac my favorite Lilia artist. They’re art is so unique. Like everyone move! It’s the the best Diasomnia artist is in town! Go check them out.

@oepionie I love love LOVE their writing the way they write scratches that one spot in the back of my brain. They’re writing style is so fucking gorgeous!

@blackopals-world she writes for various types of yuu. The way you can tell that she puts so much effort and love into her work is amazing, love her work so so much.

@siphoklansan sippy!! You think you’ve see great art with so much love in it? Ha yea right, you haven’t seen shit until you’ve checked my girl sippy out B) her oc’s are so fucking pretty and interesting, my personal favorite is my beloved Charin, I wanna give him a kissy kiss.

@ashipiko fellow ace kisser o7 she is so sweet and I just love her so fucking much like you have no idea. Her art style is so pretty like girl, you’re making me tear up with how gorgeous everything looks.

@ceruleancattail their themes give me life. It’s so fucking pretty and gorgeous and beautiful. Their art style is also, chef’s kiss, my personal favorite stuff is anything butler or/and yandere related<3 I will also continue to defend the kisser cater allegations with my life o7

@oheyfox Renny<3 best Jack Howl art there is, you won’t find any better then here folks! Her female first years ever. Her art style is so fucking pretty too!! Go check it out, this is a threat.

@shinysparklesapphires her art is so pretty with such interesting and incredible oc’s!! A beloved moot of mine<3

@terristre their art is so simple yet so fucking cute and adorable. I really like the way they draw the Twst characters. They’re comics are so freaking cool!!

@yuurei20 they technically analyze Twst characters and their relationships with other characters and more. It’s so interesting reading their works:0 I 10000% recommend everyone to check them out.

@dibbledoodle her yuu is a wine aunt without the wine and I am here for it. I fuckinh love her art style so much. I love the way she draws Leona he looks so stupid T^T

@revivemyreverie the way they draw, gives me life. They have so many oc’s and each one is more interesting then the last, I can’t decide who I love most. That’s a lie, it’s Vegas, it’ll forever be Vegas.

@del-thetiredwriter I love love love LOVE their mafia AU. Hello? Why is it so good? I’m on the edge of my seat waiting for the next chapter. I took inspiration from them while writing my own mafia AU, go check them out<3

@twistedchatterbox the creator of this amazing thing✨ she’s amazing and I love her writing so fucking much<3 tbh if it weren’t for her April collab I would’ve never had the courage to post twst content on here. So Rubia, from the bottom of my heart, thank you so much for everything. I owe all of this to you, Love you girl<3

I originally was gonna put like 10 people but ended up putting waaay more😭 but you know what, I regret nothing. All these amazing people write and/or draw some of the best stuff ever. And I’m so fortunate to have come across their stuff because it is truly amazing<33

[velbsy]

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❥ Hello there! My name is Sully or Velbsy!!

❥ I am nineteen years old and I have been drawing since I was around three years old.

❥ I’m Pansexual, Daemogender and Non-binary, and my pronouns are They/It/Sin. For a little idea of how to use the last pronoun: sin/sins/sin’s/sinself

❥ I feel really super connected to demons (and might even be demonkin honestly but haven’t thought about that enough yet), so that’s where the sin pronouns come from, and also me being Daemogender and stuff ^^

❥ This Place is a safe space for everyone ♡ anyone from the lgbtqia+ community is welcome, as well as anyone from any race. I also really wanna preface that Aro/Ace people are welcome. You guys don’t get enough support and representation, and you really deserve it. As someone who is aspec myself, it makes me upset that people just forget about us…we’re queer too, we deserve just as much love as everyone else. ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

❥ on the other hand. PLEASE do not interact if you are pro Israel, racist, sexist, homophobic, transphobic, a pro shipper, zoophile, MAP/pedophile, an anti-Semite or anything of that sort. I will fucking block you, I don’t tolerate that shit here.

❥ also- a little less serious but please respect it. I’m in the DCA fandom and I just- like if I make an oc or something pleaaaaase don’t tag it as TSAMS or anything. Like- if you like tsams that’s ok but it’s kind of a discomfort for me- and also I just generally don’t like it so please don’t do that thanks.

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❥ I loveee to draw and I will be constantly posting my art here. Sometimes I’ll take breaks because I’ll either not be drawing for a while, or I’ll just get burnt out. Or busy.

❥ I’m in a bunch of different fandoms ^^ I really enjoy FNAF, Dragon Ball Z, Jujutsu Kaisen, Our Flag Means Death, Splatoon, Monster Hunter, Destiny, Spooky Month, Pokemon, etc etc.

❥ I’ll take requests! You’re all free to ask me anything about my characters or myself, but if it’s personal I probably won’t answer.

❥ aaaand that’s about it! Feel free to ask me anything or request me to draw stuff, I’ll gladly do it whenever I get the chance!

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Edit- yeah I’m definitely demonkin

WELL GUYS IM A WOLF THERIAN TOO-

[silver-scribbles]

Looking for Star Wars roleplay partners! 21+

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Greetings! I’m Silver (or Jai), 26, UK (BST timezone). I am also chronically ill and disabled, so I often find myself bored while stuck at home, and turn to fiction for escapism. I’ve been roleplaying since I was around 13, and have written on many different platforms over the years. As of right now, I tend to exclusively write on discord, but I could possibly be persuaded to write here or over on instagram.

Star Wars has been a large part of my life since I was very young. My dad was so excited to show me the originals as soon as I was old enough, and my interest just sprouted from there. A New Hope is my favourite movie of the franchise, just in case you were wondering. I really enjoy how gigantic the Star Wars universe has become, and writing within that world is so thrilling to me.

Now, here’s where I might lose a few of you. I have a particular interest in the sequel trilogy. Not only am I a sequel enjoyer, but I am actively seeking to write within that era. As you can probably tell, I haven’t had much luck finding writing partners. To make matters even more complicated, I am specifically looking for others that share my curiosity surrounding the Knights of Ren. I have been absolutely fascinated by them since their first appearance in The Force Awakens, and am continuously scouring every source I can find for crumbs of their lore. I have been developing a KoR OC for almost 10 years, and I love her very dearly. I am dying to write for her. I’ve been so much time and effort and pieces of my heart into her design and her story, yet I can’t seem to find many willing to write against her.

[ Find a link to her refsheet page at the bottom ]

As for you, you could play a canon character, or an OC of your own. I really don’t mind, and my preferences for plot are not limited whatsoever. I am truly open to any storyline you might have in mind, just as long as I get to write for my Knight. I would personally love to have her interact with Kylo Ren, or any of the other Knights of Ren (or perhaps even another KoR OC, which would be spectacular). In fact, any of the sequel characters would work for me. I am, truly, not fussy. Whether you have a plot in mind, or not, please feel free to message me if you have any questions or ideas!

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Here are my rules:

• All of my partners must be 21+. This is non-negotiable.

• My roleplay and ooc will always be LGBTQ+ friendly. I do not tolerate any form of hatred/bigotry in this area. I am also very open to polyamory. All kinds of pairings work for me.

• NSFW is an option, but I would appreciate these themes being discussed first.

• I am fond of darker themes rather than fluff or SoL. If this doesn’t suit you, we probably won’t be compatible.

• I can write anywhere between semi-literate and novella-style replies, and want my partner/s to be able to keep up with my lengthy responses. I will not accept one-liners under any circumstances.

• I mostly use OCs as writing for canon characters feels a little bit out of place for me.

• My preferred platform for roleplay is Discord, mainly because it’s easier to organise ooc on top of the main storyline. This isn’t necessarily a firm rule, but I would much prefer to write over there than here.

• I am an artist! If we click as writing partners, I will likely draw your character or scenes from our story. Just a little perk of writing with me :].

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If you’re still here, and potentially interested in writing with me, please feel free to message me! You can reach me on here, or via discord. My username there is silverjaii.

Also, I will post a link to my character’s refsheet here for you too. That way, you can have a look at her story and design before deciding whether or not you’d like to write against her. Some of her information is missing from the sheet right now, but if we end up writing together, I usually end up creating a discord thread for her to fill in the gaps. I’d love it if you’d do the same for your character also! However, that is not a requirement.

Read all about her here.

May The Force be with You 💥

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[lucent-roase]

new intro because my last one kinda sucked

hi, my name is Lucent! please don’t shorten it, just Lucent!! i’m genderfluid, and primarily use they/xe, though i’m fine with she/he too. i use interchangable terms (such as sir or miss) so don’t worry about misgendering me!!

i mean this in the humblest way, but i aim to be a very nice person. i’m not the tamest and i freak out when i see cool art (and people), but i try to be as positive as possible, and i try not to make fun of people. so as long as you don’t make me or anyone else uncomfortable, comment and ask away! also, if you would like to be mutuals, i would rather you send an ask rather than a dm. but feel completely free to!!! i don’t bite!!!!

speaking of mutuals, if you would like to be friends, i don’t mind Y’ALL giving me a message. BUT DON’T FEEL OBLIGED TO!

my favorite ship is Huntlow. i have so many headcanons. they’re both. i will save this for another post. i kin Willow very, so, many. much. it’s. SCREAMS.

okay, now for the longer bit. i love The Owl House and i make fanart for that mostly. i love Six of Crows too, but beyond that, i don’t plan on drawing any other fandoms. here are my reasons and exceptions:

-i don’t enjoy drawing anything else

-if i don’t know enough about a fandom i just don’t know if it’s toxic or not. i know a lot of other shows/games etc. but if i don’t know what’s going on or which ships are problematic and such, it wouldn’t look good for me.

-drawing and posting on tumblr is for fun! i’m not currently doing commissions so if i don’t gain anything from it i’ll probably get burnt out

-if it’s an au i’ll consider it (but again if i really don’t know enough about a fandom i probably won’t get around to do it. also, the au would have to be of TOH characters in that universe or something, not the other way around).

i don’t mean to be a debbie downer about what i post, i just don’t feel comfortable drawing things i don’t like. and whenever someone asks me to, i feel really bad.

well, while i’m on track i should probably post my other boundaries too…

-please do not dm me if i don’t know you, and ESPECIALLY if i haven’t seen you interact with me at all. personally, that raises a red flag. i love, love, love asks, but dms are a bit more… intimate.

-not a big fan of drawing ocs. again, if i don’t enjoy something, it’s hard for me to draw it. i might draw Golden Guard ocs though. my friend has one named Henry.

-i’ve never drawn NSFW, and i don’t plan on drawing any based off asks. if i do in the future, it will most likely be something i come up myself. i might change this policy in the future, but i mostly draw minors as of now. please don’t be weird, thank you.

-i cannot draw anything but humanoid characters for the life of me. if i could draw furries, i would.

-i promise i am not egotistical, but for any future reference (in case i get closer to any mutual or SOMETHING) i am in a very loving relationship with @drawingindirt.

i apologize for it being so much, but if you read everything, thank you!! it means a lot to me. i’ll update this every once in a while.

[whumpy-wyrms]

are u in any fandoms? what are ur interests besides whump? u don’t have to answer i’m just curious!!

someone’s asking me about my interests i can’t NOT answer

this got a bit long tho so i’m putting it under the read more for people who don’t care/are only here for the whump

OKOK. so i’m kinda in the starkid/nerdy prudes must die fandom rn but i know for a fact if i finished adventure time and started watching fiona and cake, that would quite literally become my entire personality for the next 3 months because simon and prismo (and marceline and princess bubblegum and all my other favorite characters) make me insane. but i haven’t done that because well. i’ve gotta write tllr yknow..

anyway, my absolute most favorite pieces of media of all time are undertale and deltarune guys. i cant put in words how much those games mean to me holy shit. as i’m writing this i’m sitting next to my jevil and sans and spamton plushie and they are saying hi. anywayyy yeah i was in the deltarune fandom for a bit it was fun. spamton is silly fucked up creature. jevil is my all time favorite tho

AND THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES… my favorite thing ever fr. y’all. LISTEN TO TMA SERIOUSLY YOU’LL PROBABLY LIKE IT!! it’s a horror podcast and it’s seriously the best fuckinf thing ever it’s so amazing seriously. it’s a bit hard to get into at first because season 1 is less story driven BUT HOLY SHIT. AHHHH ITS SO FUCKING GOOD. jon is one of my favorite blorbos ever and so is michael because he’s a silly distortion guy. just trust me and listen to TMA it will actually change your life.

also i love the amazing world of gumball so fucking much. i wasn’t allowed to watch cartoon network as a kid (idk why??) so i first watched tawog last year and holy shit holy shit it’s my favorite thing ever. rob. ROB!!!! ROB IS MY ALL TIME FAVORITE CHARACTER. SO IS MR SMALL. AHHHH!!!! anyway i love tawog i’ve drawn a lot of fanart and even wrote a 60k word fanfiction (about what happens after The Inquisition because that ending fucked me up) that i’ve Never and will probably never show anyone because it’s probably Not that good. but it was sooo Important to me back then. tawog just means so much to me it :))) it changed me as a person. nobody’s a nobody and everybody is weird like you and me.

i also really like hollow knight! i haven’t played it in a while but i was at 111% completion on one of my playthroughs (CURSE YOU PANTHEON 4). i’m also super fucking excited for silksong obviously and i will say this now: WHEN SILKSONG FINALLY RELEASES… i will probably go on hiatus here LMAO. sorry but guys. SILKSONG…. honestly same for new deltarune chapters. the second chapters 3, 4, and 5 release it is sooo over for me. i probably won’t post much here for a few months during that. but that’s fine!! i’ll never abandon tllr but sometimes some things are more important to my silly little brain :3

gravity falls quite literally changed my life in 2018. like i can’t even explain it, but it’s how i was introduced to online fandoms and fanart in general. dipper LITERALLY made me trans (not literally but pretty much). it’s how i started watching other amazing cartoons and series i love, it’s literally what made me get into drawing art and writing and stuff. it’s what made me start making ocs. it literally made me an artist guys. which is how i started writing. without gravity falls and it’s effect it had on me, this account might have never existed?? i’m being super dramatic but wowww. i was so autistic about that silly cartoon

minecraft i love. i’ve been playing minecraft for over a decade and won’t stop because it’s like, probably a special interest of mine? i’ve watch minecraft youtubers forever too, hermitcraft and the life series are my favorite. i’m a huge grian fan too, been watching him since the evo days. anyway if u play minecraft and wanna play with me sometime, feel free to ask!!! :D i love making new friends and playing video games with people!!! let’s make a world together!!!

also i like terraria and stardew valley, and animal crossing new horizons but i haven’t played that in a few years. hmm other games i like are oneshot game, NITW, omori, celeste, cuphead, fnaf (although i’ve only played the first 5 games and am super super behind on the lore), ori, dead cells, untitled goose game (this is for u anon), and probably more i’m forgetting! feel free to recommend me some video games and we can even play together :3

other series i love are the umbrella academy. soooo autistic about this show it’s fucking AMAZING!!!!!! klaus is my favorite character. anyway i also like what we do in the shadows. it made me super autistic about vampires (before i watched this show i kinda thought vampires were cringe IDK WHY I’M SORRYY). the netflix show lucifer made me insane a few years ago and is what probably indirectly inspired me to give Dew wings. i also like our flag means death, breaking bad, moon knight, and camp here in there (another podcast i HIGHLY HIGHLY recommend, will wood made the soundtrack!)

i LOVEEE FINAL SPACE!! avocato has been my pfp on this account forever and now i feel like i can’t ever change it (i don’t want to). final space is seriously amazing!!! but it was cancelled and basically got fucked over by the networks- infinity train style. idk, stuff happened and it was removed from hbo max so there’s not really anywhere to watch it (legally) except for netflix international iirc? but it’s getting removed from that too i think. super fucking sad :( it ended on a huge cliffhanger too BUT there is a graphic novel being made!!!! super excited about that!

other cartoons i like are over the garden wall (dressed up as wirt for halloween last year), the owl house, adventure time, regular show, steven universe, infinity train, bojack horseman, rick and morty, mlp, the midnight gospel, and so much more i’m forgetting. OH anime i like are death note, demon slayer (haven’t caught up yet on the latest seasons tho), and MOB PSYCHO 100!! vampire in the garden on netflix is really amazing as well.

this is sooo long but now i gotta talk about my favorite music artists. WILL WOOD (AND THE TAPEWORMS) IS MY FAVORITEEE. I ALSO LOVEEE JHARIAH!!! AND HARLEY POE!!!!! top three of all time. i also like toby fox obviously, and glass beach (LITERALLY GOING TO SEE THEM IN MARCH AND I AM SOOO EXCITED!!!), mcr, shayfer james, weezer, mitski, lemon demon, set it off, tally hall, gerard way, and probably more i’m forgetting. i also like musicals!! (i was in the spongebob musical earlier this year for school! i was larry the lobster :))

so guys. GUYSSS. IF YOU LIKE MUSICALS, GO WATCH NERDY PRUDES MUST DIE!!!! OR JUST WATCH THE ENTIRE HATCHETFEILD TRILOGY!!! WHILE UR AT IT, WATCH ALL THE STARKID MUSICALS ACTUALLY!!! this is my current hyperfixation. the lords in black are amazing, npmd is amazing. i love everything about it. go watch it seriously, it’s fucking awesome and the soundtrack is AMAZING!!!

i think this is it. this got super long but i’m super passionate about my interests so yeah. this is pretty much everything. one very important thing (literally my special interest) that i didn’t mention are my other ocs. i have wayyy more ocs that are completely separate from the tllr ones. i don’t wanna post about them here though, cuz they’re not whump related and i want to keep my main account separate from this account. but they’re my favorite blorbos in existence so…

if u WANT to know about my other ocs, u can feel free to dm me for the username of my other fandom/oc account. that’s where i post other stuff that i don’t post here, like my fanart and my other oc stuff. i don’t post writing or anything like that there, so ur not missing out on that.

anyway those are most of my main interests! things i didn’t mention that im also really interested in are reptiles (snakes specifically), and animals in general. i have two leopard geckos named Lars and Alphys and i reallyyyy want a pet snake but my family hates snakes :(( anyway i’m rambling

thanks for the ask!!

[johanna-masons-wife]

Hiya! Welcome to my Hunger Games blog

This blog will most likely contain sensitive topics and spoilers.

Feel free to send in drawing requests, ask me questions, or just talk to me! Inbox is always open :3 (I might even write you a one shot if you catch me on a good day…)

Hello hello! You can call me Vase or Corbania, and this is a side account of @vaseflowerstt !

(she/they/it)

DNI:

homophobes, transphobes, racists, anything else hateful and bigoted. Just go away

gale x johanna shippers (and just any “straight Johanna” truthers or wtv)

Trump supporters ewewewew

uhh yeah I’m pretty friendly just not to those people

Get to know me!

My favorite book in THG series is Catching Fire. If it wasn’t obvious enough, my favorite character is Johanna (I love her so much and will defend her ‘till the end of time.)

I haven’t read most of the books in a while so bear with me if I get any facts wrong.

Started reading the books either the very end of 2022 or very beginning of 2023.

Drawing requests are open!!

(any characters!!)

Requests are closed!

Rules for requesting

Keep it Hunger Games (obviously)

No NSFW requests

Any characters (not the covey or any super side characters that don’t have much/any dialogue, simply because I won’t know much about them.)

Please specify in your request: the character, the situation, and the POV (female, male, nonbinary, other, or just any)

If I don’t have an idea/time to write your request, I will make you a little doodle of: the character that was requested, a character of your choice, or an oc (of any fandom). (Doodle probably won’t be colored.)

Can be character x character, character x y/n, or just simply a character w/ a prompt.

I’m allowed to deny a request; trying to be less of a “never says no” kind of person ;w;

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That’s it for now!

[the-demon-of-a-thousand-eyes]

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝒯𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓈𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐸𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝟤

Make that TV Blue Seen

Pairing: Alastor x F!OC (Theia, The Demon of a Thousand Eyes)

Chapter Summary: Valentino's been pissy and Vox is horny...That means Velvette needs Theia to work her magic again! Vox and Theia fuck, okay, that's most of the 'plot' in this one. I have marked the start and end if you want to skip the smut, as there is more to it in this chapter than just sex.

This is the chapter where we first get introduced to Rana, a good friend of Theia's! She's an imp who lives in Imp City. While this conversation takes place on the phone, they meet once a week to chat about Theia's souls and how they're both doing, who Rana takes care of most of the time because Theia has a depression problem (despite adamantly denying it).

Word Count: 3.5k

Warnings: Vox/Theia smut. Minors DNI

Living just outside of the tech district means that you are nearly onslaught with all of their advertisements as soon as you leave your apartment, and while you have tried to stay under their radar, having nearly a thousand souls under your care and being seen on camera eviscerating sinners and eating their eyes if they made the mistake of attacking you had caused far more attention than you’d planned. It hadn’t been a year that you’d been living here before they’d insisted on a meeting, and after, they’d insisted on keeping in touch, much to your irritation. Valentino has been constantly trying to get you to be in one of his films; Vox isn’t much better, perplexed as to why he can’t keep a handle on you other than on his various cameras throughout their territory. Velvette is by far the most tolerable of the three, but that is probably because you always make an effort of wearing your most fashionable choices whenever you leave the apartment, though she still nags at you relentlessly to get on Sinstagram. You don’t have the heart to tell her that besides your very low-tech phone, which has such a small display that it doesn’t even have a camera, you are technology free, including radio. Has it been dull? Yes. Does it keep you safer from prying eyes? Most definitely. That’s the point.

Your phone buzzes again. Another text. You pull your phone out of your pocket. Frowning, you open your phone to see two new texts from Velvette.

Velvette: The pissbabies are fighting again Velvette: You fucking comin or what

Just as you start to type out a reply on your ancient phone that requires you type the same key multiple times to get a single letter, another text comes through from her to your phone.

Velvette: Says he won’t talk to anyone else

You groan. Vox was in one of his pouty moods. You’re not sure what has caused him to grow attached to you, or why you are willing to indulge him, but you do. Shifting your dress into the most fashionable choice you have that you haven’t worn recently, you let the sleeves poof and the hemline retract to mid thigh, then grab a belt from your closet to wrap around your waist. You don’t wear it often but love the eye on the buckle that compliments the rest of your dress. You decide to go with an asymmetrical neckline and remove one of the sleeves, letting it hug your side underneath instead. You take your hair down, pulling the pin out from your hair to use as a cane. You open, lock, and close your door behind you. As soon as you leave your apartment, you feel the cameras on the street trained on you. I’ll need to disguise leaving the apartment tomorrow, you realize as you do. that or I’ll have to pop in and out of my apartment to remove its contents somehow without exiting the front door. Leaving with a suitcase would draw far too much attention to myself. Despite having just returned from his unexplained sabbatical, Alastor has a long-standing feud with Vox, if the the constant bad-mouthing the TV Demon has made a habit of spilling about him is anything by which to go. I've heard talk of the rivalry they have and would much rather not get involved in anything between the two of them if I can avoid it, yet like most things I've tried to avoid I suspect it will invevitably come to a head eventually.

Your walk to Vee Tower is not a slow one, despite you wanting to take your time. Vox is impatient, like always, and it’s causing the power to fluctuate slightly. When you enter the building, you are escorted to the executive elevator, and it takes you directly to Vox’s office.

When the large double doors open, Vox is there, hunched over his keyboard. He’s pouting. The big, bad, TV Demon, an overlord, is pouting. “What’s ‘Tino done this time?” You ask as you saunter up to his desk.

He spins around in his chair, his posture straightening, all smiles, as if he hadn’t just been pouting a second ago. “Ah, Theia, how has this wonderfully Hellish afternoon been treating you?”

You raise an eyebrow. “I’m fine, Vox, just got my restock of eyeballs this morning. Always a good day where there’s fresh eyes to eat.” You grin. “Now, did you want something, or were you just desperate to have all my eyes fixated on you for a change?” Making a point, you look anywhere but him as you say this, tapping your cane on the floor and glancing about his office with a lack of interest. It does irritate you how there aren’t any eyes in this room. You can’t exactly look through his sharks. Living creatures, even non-sentient ones, aren’t fair game to you unless stipulated in some sort of contract, and while you’ve considered trying one with Vox, you’re not even sure if he has eyes. They exist, but they’re on his screen, a part of his image. It’s confusing, and you’re not sure how his powers would mesh with yours. If I could see out of his, would I have access to his entire camera network? Or just what he was viewing at the time?

“What, I’m not allowed to miss you, a future overlord in the making? You have potential, Theia, think of it!” He gestures grandly, and you chuckle.

“You don’t even know what I do, Vox. What makes you so sure that my wheelhouse would even coincide with yours?”

“If I know anything about you is that you’re immune to my hypnotism and you’re covered in eyes. If there’s one thing I need, it’s someone who can draw them to me.”

“Them?” You echo him, not really following.

“Eyes!” He exclaims.

“If it’s just the eyes you need I can ask Rosie to order you a jar.” You tease back, bemused.

“What are sinners, viewers, followers, but eyes with bodies attached?” He raises an eyebrow as you look at him, really look at him.

“While that sounds delicious, I hardly see how I can be of any help.” You counter easily.

“If you’d just t̷̬͖̰͎̟͈͉̱̹͙̺̹͈̟͈̰̓̌̿̌̍͘̕ë̴̡̓l̶͎͓̭̳͉̆̊͌͊͆̐̓̚ĺ̷͉͂͂̎̂͊̾͐̑͠ ̷͚͖̹̭̽͑̔̐̃́m̸̧͙̟̐̐̑̚̚ë̸̢͍͍̟̺̱̜̲̳̭̦͕̤̟̗̫͙́̓̋ what you can do, I bet I could find a place for you.” He snaps back; his screen begins to glitch as he clenches his fists tightly.

“And put an end to our fun so soon? Hardly. Tell you what, Vox. If you can figure out what my powers are, what I can do, I’ll consider—just consider, no guarantee—joining you in some capacity. Assuming you even have an interest after you discover it, of course.”

He grins back at you, never one to back down from a challenge. “You’re on.” Standing, he takes the two strides it requires for him to be within inches of you. It’s cool, calculated, and deliberate. “Think of V names for when I win. There isn’t any room for a ‘Theia’ in the Vees.”

You have to tilt your head up to look him in the eye at this close proximity. It’s not much, but it’s enough. You refuse to let your smile, your smirk, slip from your face. You shrug as you smirk harder. “It’s not as if ‘Theia’ is my real name, anyway. That’s easy though. Visionary.” You wink as you start to saunter off, pleased to perk him up from whatever foul mood he’d been in before. “Not that I’ll use it. You haven’t got a chance. You still haven’t even figured out why you can’t track my phone.”

He grabs your wrist as you turn away, spins you back into him. You collide into his chest and the air seems like it’s been sucked out of you. His eyes are crazed, the right one warbling, pupils blown. Is that a bit of drool at the corner of his mouth? His claws catch your chin to tip your head back again, to look him in the eyes. “Fuck that’s h̷̢̢̡̛̬̲͈͙̜̥͇̮̰̘̭̟̔̆͊̅͐̈́̾̀̃̅̂̈́͊̈͋͝o̵̧̤͍͍̬͇͍͐̉̒͗̾̀͋̓̌̎̓͐̊̚͝͝ṯ̴̈́͊͋͛̔͋̾̌͆̓̚. You can’t just s̶̛͚͈̩̞̞̺͓͎͕͖̼͚̮̓̀̎͋͗̋̈͊̾͛̇̀̈̐̕͜͠ä̵̱̗̣̫̝͐͊̔y̵͔͈͇̣̤̜̒̐͒͗̈͜ something like that and walk away from me.”

“Oh?” You counter back, eyebrow raised again. “What do you plan to do about it?”

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In lieu of an answer, Vox closes the distance between your faces. He tastes like black coffee, oil, and television static. What he lacks in lips to kiss he makes up for with his electrifying tongue, which seeks entrance into your mouth almost immediately. You oblige him, shrinking your cane to stuff it into your pocket, your arms wrapping around his broad shoulders. You’re already familiar with how he likes this dance to go, well-versed in their steps. The tongue in your mouth sends tingles throughout your body, and you’re already wet with the thrill of what’s to come. He starts moving as he kisses you, backs you up against his desk easily. Papers are pushed aside and thrown everywhere as he hauls you up onto it, deftly lifting your skirts and pushing aside your panties.

You can’t help but buck your hips eagerly in anticipation, but he already has them in his grasp, preventing you from moving much. He chuckles placatingly into your mouth, and the television static makes your head foggy and your lips tingle. His clawed fingers find your thighs, teasing the skin with firm yet gentle strokes as he touches everywhere but where you want him. “Vox, please,” You murmur as you close your eyes, all of them, and one of his hands comes up to grasp your chin.

“Eyes on m̸͇̣̠̬̊̑̈́́̓͛̏̑͗̈́͝ȩ̶͉̙͕͍̮̜͖̓̃͛̅̒͂͋̐̓̀͒̓́͘͠ͅ.” He intones, his right eye warbling, his voice glitching and filled with static. He can’t hypnotize you but he will enthrall you. He will tease you until you are begging for him, but he will never give you what you want if you don’t give him what he wants—your complete and undivided attention. “A̵̢̡̛̠̞̥͔̮̺̲̞͔̳̱͈̝̮̭̓̈́̒̑̇̍̿̇̑͆̎͆̒̂͛̋̚̚L̵̡̡̛͓̟̦̟͙̺̙̯͌̃͋̒̊̊̋͌̔ͅL̸̨̡̧̡̢̛̞̥͈̫͙̻͉̳̣̖̭̺̪̮̔̽̀͛̅̒́̽̈̏̃̈́̆́͗̇̇̽̐̐͊̂̊͘͠ͅͅ ̴̢̨̛̜̞̲̋͛́̾̃̆͐̿̈̽̂̈̚̕͠Ǫ̷̢̢̪̖̤̭̯̮͓̹̩̠̥̖̤̦͕͚̮͌͜F̵̺͉͚̼͊̿̐̾̇̔̅͂͐̏͌̈́͛̈́̊̚͝͝͝ ̸̨̛̣̗͇̝͉͒̄͑̋̈́̐͜͜͝͝͠T̷͚͂͛̇͆͋̐́̓̋̎̓͑̇͒̄́̓́̌̂̂͑͘̚̚͝H̷̢̛͖͍͊̾͐̄̈́̃̀̄́̐̍̈́̈͐̋̈́̌̀͜E̴̡̧͍̫͈̗͉̭̓̇́̈́̽̐́̆͒̚M̸̡͚̝̗͔̰͇̪̘̖͉̌̓̋̓͛̑͗̄̿͑̄́́͛͊̈́̐́̓̔̕͝ͅ.” (ALL OF THEM)

You open them, all of them, breathless and desperate. Your mouth is covered in drool, your skirt hiked up past your hips. You bite your lip, but you keep your gaze locked on him as he kneels before you and shreds the fabric between your thighs. You expected as much, so you don’t protest. Your hands are on the sides of his head in an instant as he puts that tongue to good use. He doesn’t mind if you touch him, can touch him all you like as long as you keep every one of those watching eyes fixed on him, wants to see them roll back with the pleasure he gives you as you watch him do it. And give it to you he does. Your legs open greedily to him, and his hands find your hips again, claws digging into your ass with a satisfying pinch. You moan as his tongue slides through your folds and into the wet cavity between them, electrifying and buzzing as it finds that delicious spot inside you, pulls out to stroke against your clit and then slides back inside. It doesn’t take long for him to pull you closer and closer to your breaking point. He doesn’t have to hear those words but he always takes pleasure in them. “V-Vox, I’m gonna—” You never make it past that, never finish that sentence, as he doubles his efforts and you cum, hard. He savors your taste as you spill into his mouth, drinking it all in as he kneels before you. He doesn’t kneel for many. His tongue continues even as you are starting to feel overstimulated, but he backs off soon after. He knows you need a moment to breathe, so he gives it to you.

It doesn’t take long before you’re hopping off the desk and leading him to his chair, pushing him down into his seat. Sometimes, you’d take the time to unwrap him, kneel on the floor and suck him off in turn. Today he is frenzied, hard, and ready. You help him with his pants, unbuckle the belt, unzip him, and pull them down along with his boxers. He’s wearing the blue with yellow lightning bolts today, though now they are on the floor instead. You quirk a smile up to him as he bobs in front of you, fully erect. You’ve always loved how he looks, a strange blue hue, electrodes rounding his member where veins would normally be. You waste no time and climb on top of him, taking him in his entirety in one smooth motion. Both of you moan at the feeling of him filling you. You rest your hands on either side of his head on the back of his chair, and start a slow pace. He challenges it with a far more brutal one, and you groan, throwing your head back but keeping your eyes firmly on him. You let him lead you through this orgasm as he led you through the last, and you can feel that his is building just as yours is this time. Holding on for dear life, you let him buck into you wildly as you feel pressure build within him, within you, until you bend down and croon into his ear, “Come for me, Vox.” He does, glitching and static, the power fluctuating slightly as he blue screens beautifully. You kiss his face as you read the error message, still riding him and pulling yourself to your own peak.

damnyoufucksogoodtheia.exe

You giggle as you read it, and the satisfaction of a job well done pulls you over the edge. You sit there for a few moments as you collect yourself. You hear the whirr of fans as his cooling system kicks in to restart his systems. You have a few minutes. An idea forms in your head. You stand and ignore the juices dripping down your legs.

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You turn to his desk, find a pen and a blank piece of paper. On it, you write a little message just for him.

“Vox∼

Why do programmers have perfect vision?

They can C++

∼Theia

P.S. Got my 👁 on you!”

You draw a smiley face at the bottom with an eye and one winking, and in your name, instead of a dot above the i, you drew another eye. It is fun, flirty, and most importantly, it covers the page in eyes. You haven't tried it before, but as you finish, you close your eyes and open the ones on the page in front of you, and find you're looking at yourself. It worked. Perfect. You know he’ll likely keep it near him. You hope he’ll put it up somewhere in here, but you wouldn’t know for sure until you tried it again later.

You leave then, knowing he has no interest in seeing you after your escapades. Vox isn’t the type for pillow talk, especially when there isn’t a pillow to lay on, and it has never been for what he wants you. You are alright with that. You aren’t looking for a relationship. A quick fuck and a few orgasms are more than enough for you.

You take a detour into his personal washroom to wipe up the mess that trickles down your legs, then make your way into the executive elevator, taking your hairpin out of your pocket to return it to cane size. You don’t receive a message of thanks from Velvette. She isn’t the type to appreciate a job well done other than in the act of completion. You did what she asked and that is sufficient for her, and you know that is what was expected. You make your way out of the elevator and out the front door, then walk the brief distance to your apartment.

Unlocking and entering your apartment once more, you head to take a shower. You shrink the cane to hairpin size once more, and changing out of your dress, which you shape into something simple and sheath-like before you hang it up, you stick the hairpin into a pocket and grab a comfy night dress and new undergarments. The water is near scalding as you turn it on, and you wait for it to cool down a little before you step inside. You wash and rinse your body to rid yourself of the mess of the day, not just of the mess of this afternoon. When you’re done, you turn off the water, dry off with a nice fluffy towel, and slip into the night dress, then the cozy slippers you have on the floor near the door.

It is inching towards late in the evening at this point, and you are exhausted. You grab a handful of eyes and pop them into your mouth. It is hardly dinner but it is sufficient. You grab another two handfuls to satisfy your hunger and plop yourself down on the couch. You still have to call Rana before it gets too late.

You pull out your phone once more. This time unimpeded, you call Rana. She picks up on the second ring. “We aren’t scheduled to meet until next week. Is something amiss, my lady?” “Rana, please, stop calling me that. We’ve talked about this. Call me ‘Theia’. Nothing is ‘amiss’ as you so call it. Ugh you’d think hanging out with the imps in Imp City would have changed your vocabulary but you’re still as proper as ever.”

“Just because one has relocated to an environment far different from one’s own doesn’t mean one should slip into language unbecoming of one’s status, ‘Theia’.” You can practically hear Rana wrinkling her nose as she calls you that, pushing up whatever pair of frames she has today perched on her face. For an imp, she gives stuffy librarian energy, has as far back as you can remember. “If nothing is amiss, what is your reasoning for calling?”

“I met him. Rosie made me, Rana. I had no choice. She basically strong-armed another overlord into inviting me to stay at that Hazbin Hotel. She got all mother hen on me and told me I need to meet new people, that I should go make...friends.”

“She’s right, you know.” You hear Rana say as you sigh, and you can practically see her rolling her eyes at you in response. “You do need to get out of that apartment, make friends, do things. I can easily take care of everything here. I’ve got work, and I’m even keeping track of all your soul contracts for you, even though that’s technically supposed to be your job. When you’re in better spirits I do expect you to keep track of them yourself, but I can manage it in the meantime.”

“You’re a lifesaver, Rana.” You say with a soft smile. She has always been here for you, even after everything.

“Of course. Anything for you.” She replies easily, and it makes your heart ache a little.

“How’s work?” You ask, genuinely curious. “Boss keeping you busy?”

She laughs, laughs until she is nearly in tears. “He’s insane, Theia. You’d like him. All chaos and murderous intent. It’s business. Keeps me on my toes, though I’m glad to only have paperwork to deal with for the most part. They were in dire need of my assistance when I showed up, though none of them seemed to act like they had put out an ad for a secretary?” You imagine she shrugs. “Someone is trying to keep that information a secret from the rest of the office, but it’s none of my business. It brings in the money and keeps me with a place to stay. I’m glad you’ll be living at the Hazbin. That means I won’t have to worry about your financial stability.”

“He sounds like a riot. I’d love to meet him someday.” You smile, genuine and honest. You’ve been smiling all day, forced and deliberate, and you will be again for quite some time. It’s nice to have a genuine one for a change.

“When do you move to the hotel?” Rana asks as you sit up and snag another few eyeballs.

“Tomorrow.” You reply after you swallow. “I’ll head over in the morning. I’ll have to use the network. Vox has been extra diligent and you know how he is about Alastor. I don’t think he knows he’s back in town yet. That’ll be interesting to witness, I’m sure.”

“So you’re saying I should be concerned about blackouts in the near future. I’ll make a note of it. Boss’ll appreciate the advance notice I’m sure.” A pause, and then, “We’ll meet up next week at our regular spot at our usual time, yes?”

“Yeah, assuming there isn’t something that would prevent me from joining you. I’ll be sure to let you know if there is.”

“Sleep well tonight. I look forward to next week.”

“G’night Rana. You too. See you then.”

You hang up the phone and make your way to bed. Slipping under the covers, you curl up and close your eyes. You sleep peacefully, devoid of dreams, or at least none that you will recall.

Tomorrow will be an interesting day, and you’ll need all the sleep you can afford.

A/N: Chapter 3 will be where Theia starts to mesh with canon, as Chapter 1 and 2 take place in between Episode 1 and 2. Theia will arrive at the hotel just as Sir Pentious is attempting to attack Alastor at the beginning of Episode 2.

First Chapter || Chapter 3

[bvannn]

Weekly Update February 2, 2024

I think I’m mostly better. The medicine I take is once a week, and it’s supposed to last me all week. Last week it brought me through about Tuesday, this week I was good until Wednesday, hopefully next week it’ll last the full week. I’m doing fine today too because Fridays are when I administer it. I think I’ll be fine real soon. Unfortunately I am swamped with homework, but I can manage it pretty soon.

This week as far as art projects was mainly me messing with music. I found the trick to getting good electronic instruments, and that is a little free plugin called Krush. I don’t know why music software companies like mortal kombat so much that they spell everything like that, but the ones that do make nice stuff so I won’t judge. I also started fiddling with Melodies for some instrumental themes for OCs, Shaun and Romeo are first up for that, planning to make progress tonight. Cleaned up my other project files as well and found a nice bass and drum line I must’ve made while I was delirious on medicine after surgery bc I don’t remember making it but it sounds nice so I’ll keep it. I’m the process of cleaning up a Zelda medley, I’ll probably post the piano version of that alongside the full instrumental. Finally, another one that’s set for vocals even though I technically haven’t finished the first one. I’m impulsive. The first one is just missing vocals and lyrics really so once I’m in a good headspace I’ll try to lyric out both of these in one go and fiddle with vocaloid after I know what words I want.

I also finally started prodding at Vocaloid 5. I’m going with v5 over v4 because it has a more user friendly UI and I’m under the impression that the attack and release feature is unique to v5, although I may be wrong on that. I’m still not sure exactly which voicebanks I’ll want to use, obviously the Kagamines would be a good choice because having a male and female option packaged together is cool, but the Zolas are also a package deal and have a bit more variation amongst them. I’m not sure how well they do English though, since they’re not built for it. I mean I guess people won’t really care, people still seem to be big fans of the Vflower English songs even though she’s also not built for english *or the genre most of those songs are* and they eat them up anyway. The Zolas are also less marketable than the Kagamines or Vflower, though. Also I guess Miku is an option and probably an inevitability if I do start making vocaloid music but I don’t need to start with her, you know? Idk maybe I’ll keep working on song stuff and consider which vocal fits the best, maybe I’ll draw them a bit too, see how much demand there is.

I haven’t been doing any comic work because I’ve still been sick, plus now I’m waffling since I don’t have a big animation project anymore and I guess I could fill the void by making that project an animation, but I’m still unsure. It might be smart to do both, and at a minimum my thumbnailing out the comic makes sure that everything is paced correctly and the dialogue flows. Tonight I’m hoping to pick back up where I left of before I got sick: I had finished the first third of the first ‘episode’, and was moving on to act 2.

Today especially I’ve been bit by the TTRPG bug again and kinda want to write out and draw stuff for that, but normally I do my best conceptual writing while I’m delirious in bed after my sleep medicine is kicked in but before I fall asleep. I stayed up late last night alternating between chemistry homework and playing ghost trick so tonight should be a good night for writing. Maybe I’ll get more comic outline writing done too, who knows.

And finally I also just really need to get more drawings done. I posted those epithet challenge ones the other day, which people seem to like. And I really want to do a drawing of Lynne, I like her because she reminds me of an OC of mine, can’t say which one or why though because that’s a spoiler for both characters. I really need to do more art in general, so I threw together a wheel of small little doodles to do, but all that still relies on me having free time, which is a lot scarcer now that I’m working. Still, if I get back into the habit of chugging out those comic pages, I can probably do a little more.

I’m still not sure what to do tonight. I keep flipping back and forth over whether I want to do music or drawing, and end up with little in the way of posting. I did find out that I can post audio to tumblr easy now, so I’ll try to do that more often. Idk. I’m exhausted from today specifically, and this past week has been busy, but I’m hoping it’ll die down and I can do more this upcoming week.

[d4rksh4d0wstudi0s]

..do I draw the silly lil dude that I don’t think I’ve ever shown here?- (he’s technically another fnaf oc but I haven’t found a way to put him into a fnaf setting-.. he’s in aus with fnaf characters though- like my main oc/sona Lexi is almost in all the same stuff as him cause she’s his mother in those instances—- plus there’s aus I made of Monty which is in almost all the same stuff/aus lexi is in. Pretty much the same amount the lil dude is in- (I haven’t drawn the lil guy in a while. I wanna draw him again cause He’s too damn cute to me to not draw him >:[ he was originally just for an TOH/the owl house AU for lexi and Monty but now I’m like- he needs to be in more cause he’s just a lil guy he won’t hurt nobody :[ . Thinking on making him like a plushie at first but he had an endo??- similar to plush trap but then when he ai gets more advanced?? Or upgraded?? Or something like that he just gets upgrades, like a new endo/body with spare pieces that are used for both Lexi and Monty?? Idk??, cause I had an idea on where he’d get the same stuff lexi has?? But like- not every single one??- like Atleast the claws, water-proof ability, and the motion-seeing eyes. I’ll show who the lil dude is once I draw him again. He’s just a lil hatchling rn cause I didn’t draw him any grown designs yet. I sorta have a teen design for him but never drew it before. It’s one from this one sonic AU me and a couple friends of mine were doing- with our characters,etc. sooo I’ll probably showcase him soon. So :] )

[fluffytriceratops]

Quick question:

If I opened writing/art commissions (either or both), how many of you would be interested? And if you would be interested, would you be more interested in a writing commission or an art commission? And- would anyone be interested in adopts?

I’ve been thinking about opening comms for a while, I always pushed it off by saying “I’ll open them when I’m good enough”. But I have a feeling that I’ll never feel like I am good enough lol. So I decided that if there’s a decent amount of people wanting a comm from me, than I’d open them!

I don’t really know my pricing yet, but to give you a rough idea I think the cheapest comm you could get from me would vary between 3-5 dollars (Canadian). Art wise, it’d probably be a bust up digital drawing with a plain one colour (or no colour, if you prefer) background of one character of your choosing. (OC or canon, either works) Coloured would be more expensive (leaning more towards $5ish), but I would include simple shading with the colour. And you can choose between my current art style or anime style. Writing wise, it would probably be either headcannon style, or a short imagine under 1000 words. Maybe 1000 words max. I will write about just about anything, OC, fanfiction, canon characters, etc. As long as you provide the details. Anything NSFW would be a little more expensive and I’d need to know your age to make sure you’re 18+. I’m willing to go all out for when it comes to writing NSFW/smut. (Within reason, there are a few things I won’t do) But I haven’t decided how much NSFW I’m actually willing to draw yet.

For the adopts, I don’t really know the pricing yet. I’m just curious to know if anyone would want something like that from me?

This is just me spitballing, prices might change when I actually sit down and think about it. This is all just coming from the top of my head. I don’t want to overprice my work, but at the same time, I’m spending my time and energy making something for you, and I want it to be fair for me too.

Again, if you’d be interested, please let me know! That will help me out a ton. ^v^

If I do decide to open commissions, I’ll make a special post with all of the details there! <3 (it also wouldn’t be till after the summer sometime, because I’m far too busy rn— I might make an exception, especially if you’re willing to wait, but idk yet—)

If you have any questions, feel free to let me know and I’ll happily answer them~!

I will be tagging a few people who might be interested, or who would be willing to spread the word hehe. I’d love to start an art/writing career and I think opening commissions would help greatly with that. UvU So even if you don’t want a comm from me, just by spreading the word would mean the world. ^3^ No pressure tho, if you don’t want to reblog or anything, you don’t have to! I won’t be upset or offended at all. And please don’t feel obligated to say you want a comm if you don’t want one or can’t afford it. I completely understand. :)

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Take care everyone! I’m sending all the virtual hugs to you!! :3

— LF / Fluffy / Fluffie.

[lunar-wandering]

glasses

so i wanted to contrast the difference between Lei Mu’s previous relationship with Jade Face with his current relationship with Chuntao ( @wolfcamellias OC) so. here we are.

word count: 1k

Lei Mu blinked, the world suddenly becoming much much clearer. The glasses sat uncomfortably on his face, and he automatically raised one hand to adjust them. 

Was this what everyone else saw all the time?

His tail wagged excitedly as he looked down and realized the characters written down on the page in front of him no longer looked like a blurry mess. Maybe like this he could actually learn to read- 

“Hm. No, this won’t do.” 

Lei Mu froze, and Jade Face’s tongue clicked in disappointment as she reached over and slowly pulled the glasses off, making sure one of her hands brushed against the side of his face. Lei Mu blinked as the world became slightly blurry again. 

“Ah- wait-” He reached out, but Jade Face stopped him by simply placing one painted nail against his forehead, pushing him back slightly as the glasses held in her other hand dissolved into a fine green dust. “Why-” 

“These don’t suit you at all.” Jade Face said, sliding her finger down and flicking his nose. “They make the pink of your marking look off and well… we wouldn’t want to ruin the only thing you’ve got going for you, sweetheart.” 

Lei Mu slumped. 

“Did it really look that bad?” 

“Oh sweetie.” She wrapped her arm around him, pulling him close until his face rested in the nook of her neck. “You looked awful.” 

-

Awful, awful, awful. 

That word is all that rings in Lei Mu’s head as he gently places the glasses (given to him by MK and Tang after one too many bumps into the walls and counters of the Noodle Shop) onto his face. 

The world becomes clearer, like he expected it to, and he blinks, taking in the room around him, the characters on the spines of the books on the shelf in front of him- Chuntao’s favorites, they’d said, didn’t smudge together any more. He was glad he’d never asked if they were all multiple copies of the same book to her face. She’d probably laugh at him for that. 

He sighed, before forming a flower in his hand to stare at. He’d never actually gotten to see a flower up close without it going blurry. The petals were…pretty, actually. The small details that he’d never gotten to see before prompting him to sit down on the couch, pulling up his legs to sit criss crossed, as he turned the flower from side to side, running a hand over the petals before creating a new flower to study it as well. 

He must’ve gone through 20 flowers before he startled upon hearing the front door opening. 

He couldn’t hear Chuntao’s footsteps, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t walking towards him, so Lei Mu quickly removed his glasses from his head, and, not being able to find a better place for them, set them down on the coffee table, placing a piece of paper over top of them to keep them hidden. 

Standing up, he kicked the flowers he’d carelessly discarded to the floor underneath the couch, before walking towards the hallway. 

Chuntao enters the room before he gets there. 

Lei Mu freezes mid-step, mind drawing a blank, and his tail swishes before he starts moving again, summoning a white rose into his hand and holding it out to Chuntao. 

“Welcome home, Angel Cake.” 

He gives them his best smile. 

Chuntao raises an eyebrow. 

“You’re hiding something from me.” They said, glancing around for any signs as to what could’ve happened while they were away. 

Lei Mu does the stupid thing. 

He winces. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He said, tossing the flower to the side, that plan abandoned. “You’re an assassin- what could I ever hope to be able to hide from you?” 

“That’s what I’m wondering.” Chuntao easily steps around him, entering the kitchen first. He humed upon seeing that the oven is still intact. “Well, you haven’t destroyed the kitchen at least.” 

Lei Mu opens his mouth to say that he would never and that he knows full well how to cook, and then remembers the time Chuntao had in fact come home to a ruined kitchen, and wisely for once decides to keep his mouth shut. 

Chuntao turns and starts making his way to the living room. 

Lei Mu is quick to follow him. 

“My books are still intact…” Chuntao says as they run a finger down one of the book's spines. They turn, staring at where Lei Mu has decided to sit down on the couch once more, fiddling with his tail, pointedly not looking at Chuntao as they walk back over to stand in front of him. “Leilei, what did you do?” 

There’s a hint of amusement in Chuntao’s voice, and if Lei Mu had bothered to look any deeper than that he would’ve found concern as well. 

As it is though, he’s busier fighting to keep a blush from appearing on his face, nervousness starting to roll into embarrassment the longer Chuntao keeps staring at him with that look. Preoccupied like this, he makes a crucial mistake. 

He briefly glances to the side at where the paper rests covering the glasses. It was no more than a split second look, but to an assassin paying attention to his every move…

It was more than enough information. 

Chuntao reached over to pick up the paper, and Lei Mu slumped, knowing the battle had been lost. (Not that he’d expected to win in the first place, but hey, he could at least have some hope). 

Chuntao blinked in confusion at the gold-rimmed glasses sitting on the table. Then she looked back over at Lei Mu, who avoided her gaze once again. The blush was finally starting to break loose on his face, and she could see his body jump with a silent hiccup. 

They gently pick up the glasses, before sliding to kneel on the couch beside him, their knees brushing up against his leg. 

“Look at me.” He whispers, Lei Mu obediently turning towards him and- “You’re holding your breath again, silly boy.” 

Lei Mu breathes out slowly while Chuntao gives a small laugh. 

“Are these yours?” They ask, holding the glasses out towards him. Lei Mu winces again.

“Tang and MK gave them to me.” He says, starting off by matching Chuntao’s tone of a whisper, like they’re sharing important secrets, and slowly getting louder. “Ca- can’t imagine why though. I’ve got 20/20 vision!” 

He holds up one hand in the form of a sideways peace sign beside one of his eyes, winking at her with a smirk. When Chuntao’s expression doesn’t change, he lets his hand fall as he hiccups again. 

“I’ve seen you walk directly into a very visible pole, Lei Mu.” Chuntao smirks a little at the memory, before reaching out to brush Lei Mu’s hair away from his face. “Now let’s see…” 

He slowly slid the glasses onto Lei Mu’s face, and Lei Mu, though he continued to fiddle with his tail, did nothing to stop him. 

Chuntao made a noise of contemplation as they leaned back to examine the full picture in front of them. Lei Mu looked away. 

“I know- they look awful on me, right?” He gives a sad little laugh- “Doesn’t suit me at all, huh?” 

Chuntao gently grabbed hold of his face, turning him back to stare at her. 

“On the contrary.” She said, lightly tracing circles on his cheek with her thumb. “I think you look almost cute in them.” 

She smiles at him, and Lei Mu blinks, the statement processing- 

His face lights up pink and blue, and he hiccups, the glasses slipping slightly from the motion. Chuntao huffed out a laugh as she adjusted them for him, holding the glasses in place as he hiccuped again. 

“I imagine you’ll end up breaking these soon, huh? We can go buy some backups together sometime.” She leans forwards to give him a light kiss, before pulling back to gently run her fingers through his hair. “I’ll block the mirrors for you.” 

[alma-amentet]

I’ve been tagged by @katastronoot and @sheirukitriesfandom

Feel free to take if you haven’t been tagged already.

1) Describe one creative WIP project you’re planning to work on over the summer.

Just a few days ago I decided to pull myself together and finish my drafts, debts and references queue. There’s a number of tabs with refs hanging in my browser... Need to get rid of them! Then I’ll also finish some tutorials from my previous lessons as well as rewatch the ones I already did, just to get back in shape. And will probably dive into some other courses - I have some good videos.

Was thinking about making some doll, clothes after a long break. My drunk shepherdess needs this, as I changed my mind to sell her away! (she’s another story). And a bag for my favorite tarot deck, now I use the the bag I made for another one, while that another one rests in a bag that once was part of friend’s Christmas present.

The rest is optional for now, but I hope to start drawing more portraits again. Maybe, by the end of the year I’ll be taking requests and trades for your OCs and favorite characters... That would be super cool.

I wanted to start attending my IRL art class again, but looks like I won’t be able to afford it 😢 Sadly I’m not making much money these days, and there are some unexpected expences.

2) Rec a book!

Tanith Lee, The Night’s Master. I think Elden Ring fans will appreciate 😉 Made a post about it a while ago.

I also liked The Winter Players - finally, a good and strong female protagonist! Not evil, unlike Zorayas - the one from the Night’s Master 😉

3) Rec a fic!

False Azure in the Windowpane by Tulak_Hord

If you don’t mind het Malenia ship. I don’t because it has a lot of fluff and an interesting Tarnished. I loved the first 55k words, excluding the chapter where they sparred (for me, that felt too long and boring). But I keep reading it.

Also Flamed Aeonia by BadMonsterFr  

This one has fem shipping, also a lot of hurt/comfort and fluff - just the way I like it! 

I love Malenia fluff. So more Malenia fluff pls! If you can rec me anything else like this, you're welcome! (yes I know and love Unalloyed, esp. the epilogue. It’s somewhat different, more on Millicent and Miquella, but just my vibes as well).

(also I’m really sorry for not reading some of fandom’s buddies works, I do - I’d like to support you more ... started some of them, but couldn’t keep up. I’m a bad and slow reader, and prefer smaller sizes to long ongoings. There are just two long ongoings I'm reading, False Azure and Rebecca's, because they are updated not really often).

4) Rec Music!

I’m on my Breton and Francophone folk kick again, so I recommend 

- La Boutine Souriante, folk-rock from Quebec (so far I’m listyening to their earliest albums, but they’ve been around since 70s and have many albums)

- Tri Yann. Modern Breton classics, I’d say! Love those old men who are still fit and well.

5)Share one piece of advice!

I agree with @vidvana Take care of yourself! Also don’t skip meals, get enough sleep. And if you feel you’d use some support, seek it any ways. If you can’t afford therapy or anything, there’s plenty of books and resources. Sometimes it’s even easier to help yourself than to find help. I’m quite experienced in self-help, I know what I’m talking about. 

For me, Julia Cameron’s “The Artists’s Way” has become that single straw I grasped in my darkest times, and it actually helped greatly! I also used her list of further reading and quotes, thus finding Shakti Gauvain, whose books are inspiring and supportive as well. Later I was a moderator for several groups for the Asrtists’Way. Not an easy experience, but it taught me something as well.

But if there’s a chance of any therapy, groups, any other support, don’t give it up as well.

[monsteronfire]

Fishing for a Star

type;; One-shot (6.4K words)

pairing(s);; fratboy!JK x older!Reader/OC

genre;; Slice of Life, Smut, College AU

warnings;; Drinking, oral (male receiving), shy!Koo, sub!Koo, slightly dom!Reader/OC, Yoongi being a dumbass voyeur, both parties pining for each other like idiots

a/n;; I feel like it’s been a motherfuckin’ year since I’ve written and posted anything. I honestly started this thing probably a year ago. I just really love the chill college parties trope. Might add more to this, but unlikely. Enjoy my pain as I cry over JK in leather.

edit;; Totally forgot to put a read more tag on here, sorry y’all. I even told myself to fucking do it right as I started the post. Also the pic isn’t mine, got it off Google.

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“Please tell me that’s not what you’re wearing.”

You step out of the way for your housemate, the hoodie you’d picked out momentarily blinding you while you pulled it over your head.

“If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t be putting it on.” You say, finally getting it over your head and shaking the hair out of your face. You blink at her half-way-to-getting-ready state, noting in the back of your head how good she looks even now. Her hair is done, wavy and a little disheveled. The shine of the dark strands makes you want to run your fingers through them, knowing they will be soft. Her makeup is half done and she’s dressed only in her underwear, but she’s beautiful all the same. You can tell she’s planning to doll herself up tonight and why shouldn’t she? It’s one of the biggest frat parties of the year and with it being her last year, she’s aiming to have a good time.

“This is a party, (Y/N). At least try and look a little slutty.”

You snort and grin a little, watching her pop her hip out while she eyes you.

“Why is that, baby?” You reply, reaching up to pull a couple of strands of her hair back into place fondly.

“I plan to get laid tonight. I expect you to too, babe.” She snaps, swatting your hand away.

“Sorry, sexy. I’m fishing for something special tonight and it doesn’t require the slutty look.”

“Oh god, not again.”

“What?” You question, turning back to the full length mirror and carding your fingers through your own hair to fix it.

“You’ve been after this boy for three years, (Y/N). He’s got you wrapped around his finger.” She states, walking away from you and back into the bathroom. You’re still smiling when you check one final time to make sure the jeans you’re wearing make your ass look great before leaning against the door frame.

“That was my plan from the beginning. Now I just need to wrap him around mine.”

She snorts, leaning over the sink and closer to the mirror.

“I said three years, didn’t I? If you haven’t bagged him yet, you won’t.”

You pout at her, but are undeterred. You know what kind of person he is and you’re well aware of how much work he had and will continue to take. You could tell he was not a one and done from the first moment you saw him. He would take time, a lot of it and you were willing to put it all in.

“You know how stubborn I can be.” You chuckle at her. She rolls her eyes, but smirks none the less. She knows she can’t say a word to change your mind.

“Whatever. If I catch you two together, I’m telling him to fuck you already.”

You laugh as you walk away, working on gathering what you’ll want to take to the party.

“You sure I’ll even be allowed at this thing?!”

“Are you kidding?! Everyone is invited to this party. The doors are left open so anyone can just fucking walk in off the street!”

You chuckle, grabbing your bag and stuffing your wallet in it. You’d graduated a couple years ago and while most of the seniors would know you, you sometimes felt weird hanging out at a party in the college you’d already graduated from. A girl has to do what she has to do when a baby boy is on the line, though.

And a baby boy he was.

-

“Jae!”

You smile as you and your friend enter the large, old house. The lighting is dim, the music is thumping and all you can smell is alcohol, sex and sweat. There’s noise all around you, but you and your friend weave through the crowd easily. Nearly everyone greets you as you two pass, guys high-fiving you and girls giggling and touching your arms. You bounce to the music as you follow her, the two of you making your way past the front stairs and down the hall. You make a pit stop in the kitchen- Jae grabbing the classic Solo cup and you pulling a bottle of beer from a cooler full of ice- before heading out onto the back deck.

The backyard is just as crowded as the house, people in the pool, people in the gazebo and people littering about the yard and deck. There’s a large bonfire near the back of the yard and a couple other smaller fire pits in random spots. One of them is up on the deck in a small metal  pit, the warm flames surrounded by the very reason you and Jae came tonight.

“There’s our girls!” Namjoon shouts, lifting his can and drawing the attention of the seven other guys around him to you two. Taehyung, Hoseok and Jin all shout in unison as they spot you, Tae standing and pressing a sloppy kiss to your friend’s cheek. Yoongi and Namjoon lift their hands as you get closer and you reach out to slap each one. Jimin stands to press little pecks to first your cheek and then Jae’s. You all greet each other quietly before Jae slides herself into her target’s lap. She’s been after Jin all year and you haven’t been the only person sitting back to watch their game of cat and mouse. Jin is practically an expert at flirting just enough to keep her hooked without giving her what she really wants.

To be young and in lust.

Your eyes finally find the last member of the group, his silence keeping him out of spotlight unless he’s being searched for. He’s already looking at you when you spot him and his eyes dart down to his shoes while he shuffles behind Yoongi and Jimin. He can only keep his eyes off you for a moment before they find yours and he’s trapped. You smile softly at him, taking delight in how his eyes widen a fraction and his pupils grow. He’s holding a Solo cup, the rings on his fingers glinting in the firelight as he deftly squeezes them a bit tighter. He looks good tonight, his dark hair pushed back away from his forehead to show his strong brow. He’s dressed in all black, black t-shirt tucked into black jeans, black boots and to top it all off a leather jacket. He definitely pulled all the stops on you tonight and you have to make a conscious effort not to drool when you stare at him. He looks like a badass and you know every other girl in this joint sees him the same way, but you know the truth.

“Uh-oh,” Jae mumbles into Jin’s ear.

“She’s spotted her target and is locked on.”

You don’t bother listening to her, instead creeping closer to the object of your desire.

“Hey, Jungkookie,” You murmur quietly to him, leaning in a bit closer, but not too close. You had to be very meticulous with him.

“Hey, noona,” he responds shyly and the whole circle of friends is a sniggering mess for a moment. Pink begin’s to dust his cheeks, but you spare him a little and turn to flick Jimin in the back of the head.

“You lot are pretty curious tonight. Weren’t you all having a conversation before we came up?”

They all snigger some more, but quickly go back to bullshitting around the fire, leaving you and Jungkook in peace. You take another step closer to him, half expecting him to maintain the distance between you, but he remains still and lets you get closer. Threes years it’s taken you to get even this close to him, his overtly shy and sweet demeanor keeping him just out of reach of your darker, more corrupted hands.

“You look good tonight,” you comment and his blush darkens in the firelight. He thanks you almost too quietly, quickly bringing the cup of beer he’s holding to his lips to distract himself somehow and it has you chuckling lowly at him. He looks away from you, avoiding your eyes and you can’t stop the fiendish grin on your lips. You finally give him some respite, turning away from him to join in on the random conversation that the group is sharing around the small fire pit.

Finally…

He get’s his chance and takes it without a second thought. He spent years hesitating in such small matters and found himself either missing out or always caught if he didn’t take the chance when it was presented to him. So he learned. Now when you have those few precious moments where your focus is not on him- where you are off guard for just a beat- he gets to watch you instead. Watch the way your eyes glow in the firelight, or the way your hair just barely shifts as a warm breeze lazes by. He takes in your simple outfit, jeans and a sweatshirt. Nothing like the rest of the girls at every party he’s ever been to. Your smile moves your whole face, your cheeks rising, you lips splitting and even your eyes squinting shut as you tease Taehyung. His lips quirk a little on their own when he notices that your ears shift a little when you smile as well.

Your lashes are long even without makeup, so much so that the first time he’d ever met you he could have sworn they were fake. But then he caught you tugging on them one afternoon while you told old stories with Namjoon. You did it regularly and had told him you could feel the dead ones coming out, you wanted to get them before they fell into your eyes. A quirk he’d logged away to keep safe for the rest of eternity. The beer in your one hand shifts to the other, the rings on your fingers clinking just loud enough for him to hear over Hoseok’s shouting. A hobby of sorts you shared with Jimin. You two wore the same ring size and often went shopping for new ones together, even swapping every now and again. The free hand moves about in the air as you speak and Jungkook thinks it almost weird now to see someone talk without gesturing with their hands so much. How did one truly immerse another in their words if they didn’t show them how it felt as well? When you were angry- fuming for either your own hardships or for those of a friend- you pointed a lot, your head shaking and your hands slicing through the air to signal how done you were. When you told stories of your adventures with the oldest members of his brothers your hands where always in the air; swiping, rolling, falling and twisting. You painted such a picture with only the movement of your hands when you spoke. They weren’t really dainty, your palms wide and your fingers not very long, but they fit perfectly with his hands. A fact that amazes him, but that he’s grown rather fond of. When you laugh, it’s loud. Not soft, not like the twinkling of bells, but like a song. Loud, but still beautiful and it can range from joyous mirth to deep and rich fondness, the type of feeling that fills your chest with warmth and adoration. That’s the laugh he enjoys the most, that deep chuckle. The one you give to him quietly so just the two of you can hear it.

He wants you. He was confused at first, for a long time. Scared of your mature age compared to him and your strength. He always sees you as strong, even if you don’t think so yourself. You always make him nervous, unsure if he is really worthy of the sweet attention you give him. The quiet whispers just between the two of you, the soft touches, the adoring look in your eyes. He fears all your attention, but he can’t deny now that he wants it- needs it. He can’t go a day without it.

-

The party winds down and you are delighted at the sight of mattresses being brought down and strewn haphazardly across the floor in their living room. When Jungkook finally picks his spot you waste no time in shuffling closer to his mattress. Normally you would keep your distance, allowing him his comfort of solitude to sleep, but you’ve already allowed him plenty of his liberties tonight. You will get something out of this evening if not a simple kiss in the dark. He shocks you by saying nothing as you lay down, your eyes just catching a glimpse of Jae and Jin heading upstairs. Probably to his room to finally earn what she’s worked so hard for. She quickly casts you a thumbs up, a large grin on her face as she tries to keep it unnoticed by anyone else in the room. You return the gesture and chuckle, groaning a bit when you body finally hits the not so comfortable springs. You take a moment to sigh before opening your eyes again and focusing them on the object of your desires.

He’s staring right back at you and your breath catches in your throat, lost in the sea of stars in his eyes. They’re wide and shining, staring so intently at you that you almost don’t take notice to the shine of his lips. Like he’s just licked them a few times. Even in the dim light of the moon that filters in through the windows and the very few lights in the house on you can see them glisten, and your eyes are torn between them and his shining eyes. He looks like a lost puppy staring at you, but there’s more in his eyes. He looks in awe, almost afraid and- dare you say it- a little eager. Like he wants something to happen, but it scares him and that thought alone drives straight to your core. A fire alights inside you and suddenly you’re staring back at him with equally wide eyes, your bottom lip trapped between your teeth. The action immediately draws his large eyes to your mouth and fuck if you don’t almost groan when his tongue pokes out to lick nervously over his lips again.

His mouth parts ever so slightly and you swear you can hear him panting a little over the din of people ambling to where they plan to sleep. Someone plops down directly behind you, their back hitting yours as they shift to get comfortable. You’re right on the edge of the mattress, so this person has to be hanging off the one they’re laying on to be this close to you. And by the feel of how broad their shoulders are it’s definitely a man. Your eyes narrow and you almost growl when Jungkook stiffens in front of you and the man knocks against you again. Your head turns just enough to spot the thin, white shirt he’s wearing stretch over one shoulder before you’re shoving back with your elbow. He grunts when you dig into his back, but says nothing else, only leaning away from the discomfort. He’s clearly wasted. Still, he’s too close to you and taking the great opportunity presented before you, you scoot closer to the apple of your eye. He doesn’t shy away and it takes all your effort not to reach out to him when you finally focus back on him.

“Sorry,” you whisper, scooting just a tiny bit closer than you really need to. He shakes his head quietly, mumbling out an ‘it’s okay’ while his body leans closer to yours. God you want to ravage this sweet boy. It’s practically making your heart explode with how cute he’s being right now. He’d looked away in his response, but when he looks back to you he’s dragging his lip through his teeth and you really can’t take it. Again you two are lost in your own little world as you stare at each other.

“Jungkookie… you’re not being very nice to me right now.”

His eyes widen even further- if that’s even possible- and he looks almost stricken at the comment.

“What?” He manages to almost whimper out and you just can’t stop yourself from scooting even closer to him.

“You’re looking at me so sweetly, baby. How am I supposed to play nice with you tonight if you keep staring at me like that?”

You don’t know where all this confidence is coming from. Granted you’ve always been a bit more confident than the young man in front of you, but even still, you never thought you’d get to a degree where you were saying such flirtatious things in such a dominant tone to him.

“Play… nice?”

The glint changes in your eyes and Jungkook visibly shutters at the sight. Your eyes had been so deep and full of adoration just a moment ago, now all he sees is greed and lust. It makes his already hard cock twitch in his pants. Gods he’s been hard from the moment you called him that nickname- Jungkookie. He generally doesn’t like anyone, but the guys saying it. But every time you say it…

He’s almost scared to feel how excited he’s getting every time you scoot a little bit closer. He doesn’t want you to stop. Not until your body is finally pressed to his and he can hold you so tight, and never let go. He’d hoped something would have happened between you two before tonight, but he was always so scared and you were always so cautious with him. He just wants you to ravage him already. He’s dreamed about it practically every night, it might as well happen already.

“Stop,” you suddenly say and he can feel your fingers on his chin, pulling his lip from between his teeth.

“If you lick or bite your lips one more time,” you have to take a moment to calm yourself before continuing, “… I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself.”

He throbs in his jeans and when he locks eyes with you he’s lost. He doesn’t want you to stop, he realizes that now after feeling your fingers touch his skin. Fire ignites where they trace from his chin and along his jaw. He trembles beneath your touch and you can feel it. Oh you can feel it. You do the opposite of what you just told him, biting your lip to draw his eyes to them again as you two gravitate ever closer.

“Unless you don’t want me to.”

He doesn’t speak, he feels like he doesn’t know how to in that moment. He doesn’t trust himself to anyway, so he does the next best thing. He licks his lips again and is rewarded. Your fingers that had been running along his jaw suddenly snake into the hair at the nape of his neck and you pull him close. He is just as needy as you are, his hands which had been fiddling with his shirt the whole time are suddenly flying up to tug your bodies even closer. Your lips crash against his and he whimpers into your mouth when you both open them simultaneously, your tongue dragging along his. It takes all your conscious effort not to moan, your body melding itself against his. His arms wrap around you and squeeze you to him, his whimpers turning into a little moan when you gain dominance in the kiss.

You pull away, one of your hands coming back to his jaw to to place a thumb over his open lips. You turn to look back at the bodies laying around the room, most of the members of the fraternity still down here, all of them passed entirely the fuck out. The guy just behind you is snoring up a storm and you can’t help smirking a little when you turn back to face Jungkook. He looks so fucked out already, his eyes glazed and his pupils blown wide as he pants lightly against your thumb. Your smile is both devious and full of fondness as you stare at him.

“You look so good baby, but you have to be quiet for me,” you whisper to him and he does nothing more than open his mouth wider. His tongue snakes out and licks against your thumb, pulling it in and sealing his lips around the appendage. He suckles on it hungrily and gods be damned if your panties aren’t soaked at this point.

“Fuck,” you sigh, squeezing your thighs together. You want him so bad it almost hurts. He pulls away far enough that your thumb pops from his lips and he whimpers once again, pulling you as close as he can.

“Noona, please,” he says, his breath shuddering.

“Please what, baby?”

He grabs one your hands and pulls it down between your bodies, pressing your palm to the bulge in his jeans. Your breathing deepens when you palm the hardness through the thick fabric, wondering how you didn’t notice it before.

“Oh baby,” you coo quietly and rub your hand heavily over his bulge. He bites his lip to hold back the moan threatening to break free and you feel his hips start to rock into your hand. He’s so fucking hot, how have you been able to resist him for so long?

“How long have to been this hard?”

He takes a moment to respond, trying to take deep breaths. Your hand stalls to help him regain some semblance of sanity, but he seems against the idea. His hand returns to gripping yours, pressing your palm back against his hard-on.

“Long time,” he finally gets out in a clipped tone, probably unable to speak properly at this point.

“Poor thing.”

You pull closer to him, pressing your forehead to his and lowering your voice so that you’re barely audible.

“Take your cock out for me, baby. Please.”

He keeps you close and groans into your neck, only taking a moment to collect himself before he’s pushing away, and his hands are flying to undo his pants. He struggles with the button for a moment, but you don’t help him, only leaning back to watch with excitement. When he finally gets them undone he’s tugging them down just enough so he can freely pull is cock out and gods is it beautiful. Your mouth waters as soon as he has it out, its pink color and red head making you want to feel the weight of it on your tongue. It’s not particularly long, but it’s thicker than you thought it would be and the precum that glistens on his tip calls out to you. You let out a heavy breath when his hands hover just shy of his shaft, trembling and aching to give the poor weeping thing some relief. Still he hesitates to touch himself.

Such a good boy.

“You’re so gorgeous,” you practically wheeze out, finding it hard to breathe when your twitching hand finally reaches out for him. He’s whimpering before you even touch him and you have to remind him to be quiet when the tip of your finger goes to touch the head.

“Remember, baby, keep it down.”

He nods a little shakily and just as you press into the precum on his tip with your finger, his hands are flying up to cover his mouth. He’s so sensitive and you love it.

“Well, you’re certainly aching there aren’t you? Does it feel good to have me touch you?”

Again he nods and you pout, swirling your finger in the sticky fluid at his tip. His eyes clench shut at the sensation and he deftly thrusts his hips up to meet more of your hand.

“Use your words or I’ll have to stop.”

“Yes,” he whispers out harshly, his hands clenching into fists at his stomach, “… yes, yes, yes, yes!”

You smirk, the high you’re getting from all of this driving you to carry on.

“Good boy.”

You continue to swirl your finger over his tip a few more times, widening your circle until you’re sliding your finger down the top of his length, all the way to the base. He pants a little too heavily, his eyes glued to your hand and what you’re doing to him. You circle around his base to the bottom of his cock before dragging your finger back up and rubbing it deftly over the slit a few times.

“Fuck noona-“

“Language, Jungkookie.” You say with a smirk, your hand finally flattening over the underside of his length so you can palm him a few times. His hips rock against his will and meet you half way every time you press down on him. He looks so pretty like this, his eyes nearly black and so focused on how your palm drags over his length. He’s sweating a little, panting a lot and his gorgeous cock is ready to explode at any second. And you’ve barely even done anything to him yet.

“What made you so hard and needy like this?”

He stays silent for a long moment, only answering when the pressure of your hand lightens and you begin to pull away.

“You… you made me like this. You always… make me like this.”

Always?

“Fuck, Kookie, if you had told me sooner we might’ve actually got it in tonight.”

His eyes are glistening at this point as they shoot up to glance at you before scrunching shut when your fingers finally wrap around his shaft. You pump him slowly, but his hips make up for that and keep the sliding of his cock in and out of your hand at a steady pace.

“I wanted to. Fuck I wanted to, but…”

“But?”

He pants a few times, focused more on chasing his high. Your grip on his cock tightens to the point that he’s forced to stop thrusting, only allowing him to continue when he answers.

“I-I was scared. And you were being so cautious with me-“

“Of course I was! I didn’t want to scare you away. I worked too hard for you, I wasn’t going to mess that up by being too greedy.”

His hips stutter and then pause, his eyes opening to look at you. His face is flush, you can tell even in the dark, and his hair is starting to stick to his face. Still he looks like the sexiest, most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen.

“Why?”

“What?” You ask, not prepared to be questioned back like this.

“Why did you put so much effort into me. You could’ve easily slept with one of the other guys. Yoongi’s always had the hots for you. So has Tae. Why me?”

You take a long moment to mull over your answer, your other hand coming up to push some of his sweaty hair out of his face. When you get some clear, you lean in to kiss him a little more gently this time. Though it isn’t any less heated, it’s more of a deep sensual kiss than one of hunger and lust. When you pull away, you look him in the eyes when you answer.

“The same reason anyone chooses anyone else. You’re the one I wanted, Kookie. I would’ve put in a hundred years of work if I had to.”

His eyes are wide with adoration and awe, but the moment can’t last forever. His cock twitching in your hand reminds you of what is happening and you squeeze it gently before going back to pumping him. He gasps quietly at the sensation, his eyes falling closed and his body slowly starting to roll backwards. You move with him, pressing your body into his side when he’s finally laying flat on his back. His hands are clenching and unclenching against his stomach, desperate for some kind of anchor. A thought pings into your mind while you watch him grasp sporadically at his shirt, releasing his cock and pushing both his hands and the shirt up his abdomen. He whines at the loss of contact, lifting his head to see why you’d stopped stroking him only for his eyes to go wide. He looks a bit panicked, his gaze darting around to the half dead bodies around you two. You could so easily be caught, but most of the occupants of the house were completely wasted and would likely never remember this even if they did see it.

You slide down his body quietly, stealthily, like a cat taunting its prey into the shadows. Your eyes catch his and they hold him, their mischief so palpable that it makes Jungkook’s mouth go dry and his cock pulsate so fiercely it taps against his stomach. Your one hand trails down his side lightly, nails tickling his hip and thigh so that he’s shuddering beneath you. He reaches for you, one hand cupping your cheek- wants to tell you to stop, but his throat is so dry he can’t even whisper. Or perhaps he’s lying to himself and doesn’t want you to stop at all. When you quirk an eyebrow in question and you feel the object of your desire tap against your throat with another needy pulse, you know the answer is no, he doesn’t want you to stop.

A trembling whisper of your name leaves his lips and you can only smirk, tilting your head down to kiss just above his navel and then to one side of it. Down, down, further you trail, your kisses getting sloppier as you descend closer to your target. Your tongue and teeth leave wet, rosy patches as you go and you can feel his muscles quivering every time you touch him until finally the desperately red tip of his cock is right in front of you. He whimpers beneath you and you shush him gently, unable to tear your eyes away from the way it pulses and twitches up towards you.

“Please,” he finally lets out, sounding much like he’s on the verge of tears. You smirk again and glance up at him through your lashes.

“Please what, baby?”

He huffs cutely, his other hand cupping the other side of your face and his thumbs smoothing along your cheekbones like he’s so desperate to just pull you into his cock, but doesn’t want to be too demanding. You smile a bit more when his look gets more and more frantic, one of your arms reaching up to rub his chest under his shirt soothingly.

“Relax, my sweet star. Just tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.”

“P-please…”

“Go on, baby. I know you want it, just tell me.”

“Please, I want your mouth,” he finally shutters out, but you can’t help yourself and push just a bit more.

“What do you want from my mouth?”

He huffs again and looks away, searching the room to make sure everyone there is truly oblivious.

“I-I want…”

“Want?”

“Please, noona, ravage me with your mouth.”

He looks you directly in the eyes as he finishes and the glee that soars through you practically makes you light headed. You grin broadly at him and bite your lip.

“I’ll give you anything you want, bunny. You just have to ask.”

Before he can really bask in your words you focus back on his cock, the hand that had been trying to soothe him shooting down to wrap gently round his base and lead his head to your waiting tongue. His breath shudders out and his mouth opens to let out a rush of air. The precum leaking from his tip covers your tongue in salt, but you don’t mind, all too desperate to feel the full weight of him at the back of your throat. Still you take your time, only licking at his slit to tease him, another droplet of precum oozing out every time to you do.

He’s panting while he watches you, his hands trembling on your face until one shakily weaves into your hair at the crown of your head. He doesn’t grip or pull, doesn’t try to shove more of his cock into your mouth which is what you’re used to. No, he’s too gentle and sweet to force anything. He only wants and lets you lead the way. When you finally wrap you lips around his tip he can’t hold back the noise, his head falling back, his teeth digging into his bottom lip and what he hopes is a quiet moan leaving him. And you can only smirk at the sound, the subtle shudder in his voice making you even more wet and your stomach clench with desire.

You take the time to generously wet the head of his cock, delighting in its twitches while you swirl your tongue around him. When you pop him from your lips the poor thing looks pathetic, practically weeping in your fingers and you feel all too obliged to take him back in. Only this time you take him all in, or at least as much as you can. You suck him all the way to the back of your throat, moaning quietly around his shaft so he can feel the vibrations. And oh does it make him make the most wonderful of sounds. A surprised cry and the slapping of a hand over his mouth (the one that was lightly stroking his fingers along your cheek) has you trying to smile around him.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck-…”

He lets the mantra trail off quietly, his body arched so you can’t see his face anymore. And as much as you adore the sight of him losing control, you’d much rather see the pleasure on said face. You suck harshly and pull off him, letting him once again pop from your lips. You take care to pump him slowly while you speak, you spit slicking his cock enough that there’s little friction.

“Look at me baby.”

It takes him a few moments, but you wait patiently until he realizes you gave him an order and he follows through. He looks a little lost when he finally locks eyes with you, his gaze a little wild like he can’t really see you at first.

“Noona?”

“Are you with me, sweetheart?”

He looks confused, but nods all the same, probably ready to agree to anything at this point.

“Listen carefully, baby. I want you to look at me the whole time. Don’t you dare look away or I’ll stop, okay? Eyes on me.”

He nods deftly, afraid he won’t be able to fulfill your request, but eagerly wanting to please you.

“Good boy.”

You don’t give him any time to prepare himself and suck him back in as far as he’ll go. He wheezes and squeezes his eyes shut for just a moment, quickly remembering your order and opening them back up to focus on you again. You smirk around his cock to let him know you approve and focus back on your task. When you can’t push him any further down your throat you opt to bob your head, one hand stroking what you can’t swallow and the other massaging his balls. You look up every few seconds to make sure he’s still watching and only have to stop once to make him look at your again. The sloppier his cock and your mouth gets the more he shakes and shudders beneath you, the hand in your hair trembling like a leaf in the wind. He keeps his other hand up by his face, ready to cover his mouth every time he can’t hold back a whimper or moan.

It doesn’t take long, only a few minutes and he’s desperately pleading to you, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I-“

You push him in as far as you can take and swallow around him just once before he’s shooting his load down your throat. Tears form in his eyes when he squeezes them shut and you can’t fault him when his head falls back onto the mattress. He did such a good job of watching you, you’ll let him have this one. When the last of his cum is swallowed down, you take care to gently clean what you can off his cock with your tongue. He shakes and gasps beneath you as you do, his head shaking back and forth as if to say he can’t take anymore. You pop off him one last time and kiss his tip softly, grinning when he finally cracks his eyes open to look at you.

He looks madly in love while he stares at you and it makes you somewhat nervous to see such intense emotion in his eyes. You lift yourself and crawl back up his body, pausing to help him pull his pants back up and his shirt back down. You hush him when he tries to button and zip everything back up, pushing his weak and tired hands away.

“No one will notice, just rest baby.”

“Well that was hot.”

You freeze over him, Jungkook’s body going rigid and his eyes widening with fear. You both look over your shoulder and spot Yoongi a small ways away from the foot of your mattress, laying on his side with his head propped up in one hand. He’s smirking at the two of you and while Jungkook looks mortified, you only feel proud. Now someone has witness that Jungkook is yours and no one else can have him.

“Hyung,” he whispers harshly, both his hands coming up to cover his face. You smile fondly at your boy before looking back to Yoongi.

“Well if you’re good and keep this to yourself, maybe next time you can join us.”

Yoongi quirks an eyebrow and grins excitedly, Jungkook letting out a panicked noise when you settle in beside him. He whispers to you quietly as if he doesn’t want Yoongi to hear and you only shush him gently to calm him.

“Lay down and rest, bunny. Don’t worry about him, he’ll keep quiet.”

“But-“

“Shh, sleep.”

You run your fingers through his hair until he finally settles down, turning so that he can wrap himself around you and tuck his head under your chin. You chuckle lovingly and continue to pet him, using your free hand to flip Yoongi off when he makes lewd gestures at you in the dark.

[apatchedupdoll]

There’s a lot on Tumblr that I didn’t know I needed in my life. It gets distracting, but then sometimes it flares me up into wanting to make more. It drives me to want to make, either the art style, the ideas, the stories, or something else that makes me want to create. Even if it’s not drawing it could be writing or something else. That being said! Here’s todays art dump <3

This is pretty much finished, I may add some detail and touches later, but so far I’m happy with it.

The Komoraku or whatever I’m gonna call it is also going okay. I’ve colored everything, I just need to start adding detail, maybe a little more color differations but it seems to be going on fine. I’ll probably finish this tonight after I work.

Oh look! Turtle ocs? Nah it couldn’t be. Totally not a bunch of characters I made for the Prisoner’s Bale story. But seriously this is a lot of fun. This is pretty much the first iteration of the family so things could massively change before anything is set in stone. I’ve already changed Tobi’s age like 3 times already. I’m not totally convinced by Sophie’s design and Alex’s patters need some work for sure. There are a few other things I’m thinking about but you’ll have to wait for those changes to find out.

So why am I showing off the characters of Prisoner’s Bale? Well if I haven’t said or made it clear in my last posts (idk man sometimes I don’t make things easy) I’ve decided I’m going to make a comic for the story. Unlike Oh, Where Have You Been Brother? this one will be thought out very extensively. Think of this as sharpening my blade before I even try the Mother’s Land comic. ‘But wait, if you’re making two stories for rottmnt, then why are you making something that doesn’t relate at all?’ I hear you ask curiously while trying to get the cookie jar from the top of the fridge while I start to monologue. Ah, well I really like rottmnt and (as much as I’m happy we’re getting a new movie) I really don’t want to let it go just yet. I find fanfictions are the perfect way to help skills develop. If you’ve seen my Oh, Where Have You Been Brother? you may notice my writing skills are shit. I’ve also realized I tend to write myself into corners without realizing it before the last minute and have to rewrite almost everything, in fact I had a plan and when I posted the latest chapter I realized, oh wait oh shit fuck that means that this won’t work so that means oh god oh fuck shit fuck! I’ll let you guess what I fucked up lol. The point is I’m using my love of TMNT to help me develop better skills for projects that don’t need and can’t have the crutches fanfictions give. Does that mean all TMNT fanfictions do this? No, but this is what I use it for. I just feel like acknowledging it is good and something I shouldn’t be ashamed of.

So that’s my ramble. I hope y’all like the art. Maybe you found something useful and relatable hehehe. Oh and chapter 5 of OWHYBB is on its way. I can see it being finished around Thursday, but spring break is also over tomorrow so bleh! Things will def slow down when writing, still will have daily art uploads. Have a good day! I hope y’all remember not to eat too many cookies!

[musashden]

Camilo Madrigal - Age 18

So... in oder to not feel like a total creep I went ahead and aged up Camilo - kind of how I did for Jim Hawkins (yet another Disney teenager I'm obsessed with). As of right now Camilo and my OC Nataniel haven't done anything more saucey than pass notes to each other but eventually they will be involved in some 'adult situations' and viewer/reader discretion will be advised. I decided a while ago that someone my age probably shouldn't be writing about teenagers doing sexy things - I've gotten to that age where it just feels weird. Because I'm older I honestly don't know what actual teenagers go through, I just write what I remember from my own life. But my own life is vastly different from that of a magical Columbian boy so... yeah a lot of it is guess work. So like I said I was feeling a little creepy that I love this character so much I decided to age him up. I actually have no problem with people aging up characters. I know Camilo is not real and it shouldn't really matter what age people draw him in their nsfw stuff but that's just my preference. If I do eventually draw him and Nat having sexy time THIS is how I'm going to draw him. Even though I didn't really make him look all that different from how he appears at 15 - apparently boys don't stop growing until about 25. Nevertheless I think Camilo will stay short like his father. So even when he's 'grown' he's still only be about 5'5. In my head I think Antonio will be the tallest - nearly as tall as Luisa when he's grown (much to Camilo chagrin) He won't be quite as 'thick' as Felix but I filled out his limbs - again so he doesn't look like a minor. I also made his face a little more square - from my many many many reference photos I realized that Camilo has Felix's smile/cheeks (where as Dolores is more angular like her mother). I gave him facial hair like Felix too and made him even more ginger. His nose was a toss up - it doesn't look like Pepa's or Felix's. His nose, eyes and brows are equal mix of the two of them. I changed the shape of his hair because no one keeps the same haircut they had as a kid. His cuts the back a little but as Natanial points out his curls just get bigger the more humid it is. Another sketch page - I promise an actual finish pic of these two is coming soon Camilo Madrigal belongs to Disney and a video on my process of aging him up is coming soon. Nataniel Lago belongs to me