#been experimenting a bunch

[roseseatea]

ocean above the clouds ☁️

[miettes-house]

hi again!! i know i draw patty in a lot of casual clothes so i wanted to try and actually experiment with her costuming, and give her some actual devil hunter attire. enjoy :^D!!!!

below are some alternative versions + some notes on my design and thought process, if anyone's interested :^) !!!!

I had so much fun designing these outfits for her. I made a lot of alternative color versions, not all of them made it here. I designed 2 outfits and 3 hairstyles for her, as well as her guns. (note: this is mostly an exercise in character costuming)

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Some things I wanted to keep in mind when designing (or rather, costuming) her was:

keeping in line with the general aesthetics of the DMC series + imagining my own take on an adult Patty, which we've only seen as a kid in the anime thus far.

I wanted her adult design to be chic, modern, and as practical as possible while still preserving a sense of fashion, and make her recognizably 'Patty'.

I didn't want to make her fashion too similar to how it appears in the show, since she's like 9-10 and for me it didn't make much sense for her to dress the same as she did when she was a kid haha

maintaining a limited palette of blacks, browns, pinks, and reds

adding my own personal style and tastes for fun :^)

this is such a little thing, but her voice cameo in dmc5 came off a little bit valleygirl-esque to me? very stereotypical teen girl, so I went with a very high femme aesthetic to try and match that energy a little bit.

for her guns: I wanted to ofc reference Dante & Trish with ther respective handguns. But I did take a few pages from Bayonetta's book and gave her little gun charms. (i do think if she were a playable character, she would have similar game play to V maybe?)

1st design (alt colors) :

For this take, I wanted something that was both chic and slightly grungy and more aligned with what the other devil hunter characters wear- lots of leather! Generally speaking, the dmc characters have rather limited palettes, so I didn't want to go overboard with my color choices. i dabbled a little bit with giving her pink accents, as we see her in pink a considerable amount in the show. I referenced Dante and Lady's designs a lot for this particular look, for things like the leather boots and jacket. I think this outfit is a little bit less practical, but I think it's a little bit more in line with the actual character designs of dmc5 in particular.

2nd design (alt colors) :

for this second look I wanted something a little bit more practical and refined. I took a lot of inspiration from other adult patty designs ive seen on here !! as well as more inspiration from her anime appearance for this look. I wanted something a little bit more gothic and "straight-edged", and I accidentally designed a very 70's two piece set, haha. Again, maintaining the same limited color palette as before. This design has a lot less accent colors and is a little bit more cohesive, tried to avoid making a bland design, which i hope was successful!

[ruporas]

feast (ID in alt)

[s0fter-sin]

sequel to this post!

cw nsfw, trans!price, sub!ghost, orgasm denial, overstim, marathon sex

nik and price bring up the idea of getting ghost a cock cage, thinking he’ll enjoy the weight and the reminder that his cock belongs to them, but it hits him wrong

it twists in his head, mutates into this idea that he isn’t enough, isn’t strong willed enough to control himself and be good for them; that he’s failing at the one thing he’s always been able to give them and this is their way of fixing it, fixing him, before they decide to get rid of him

they immediately shoot it down, promising him that he will always be enough for them, always has been enough for them; he’s never let them down and even if he did, they would never be disappointed with him or be foolish enough to let him go

they love him, no matter what

ghost believes them, it’s hard not to with how earnest they are, and he knows he’s loved; his brain just finds it hard to accept sometimes

so they all plan a scene together; their most involved but also their longest

they already love orgasm denial, holding ghost’s orgasm hostage for days at a time, but this is the first time they’ve ever tried for months; his balls aching with each passing day, cock swelling at every errant breeze. he sleeps in jock straps, using the tight pressure to control his body even when he’s asleep so when the wet dreams come - and of course they do - at least he won’t cum

ghost loves and hates it, the mounting need and the pain of denying it; he’s hyperaware of his cock and the pulse of his full balls in his pants, his boxers constantly wet with precum. he can’t take it sometimes, shoving his cargos under his ass to watch his half-hard cock perk up, like it has a mind of its own and thinks this time, this time it’ll get relief- just to reluctantly go down when all he does is watch it throb and drip

he waits until it’s angry and flaccid, still twitching wildly, and takes a picture of his precum-stained briefs to send to nik and price; both as proof that he hasn’t cum and bc he loves the way they look at him throughout the day, the heat in their eyes when they know they can’t take him then and there and the knowledge that he’s in for it once they get behind closed doors

it’s weeks of teasing on both their parts, ramping up the frantic need in their blood; ghost and his pictures no matter where he is, baring his cock to the world, even to rookies’ backs when he’s watching them run drills, not even bothering to hide the splatter of precum at his feet when they turn around

and nik and price are no better

price bodies him into closests and empty meeting rooms every chance he gets and shoves his hand down his pants to pinch his foreskin; rolling it between his thumb and forefinger and fucking it over his swollen red cockhead, feeling him stiffen in a matter of seconds and all ghost can do is take it, mouth slack as he gasps for breath

pulling his hand out in a slow, lingering caress, price smears his precum between his fingers, pearlescent strands glistening in the fluorescent lights. he noisily sucks it off before wrenching his mask up and kisses him hard enough to bruise; feeding him his own precum, fucking his tongue deep in his mouth like he wants to feed him something else

“keep that nice and wet for me, darling,” price croons, smug pride lacing his words, and he cries out as he gives a fond departing polish to his cockhead just to watch his knees go weak and leaves him like that; hard and wanting

ghost digs his head into the shelf behind him, his breaths quick and ragged. he licks the taste of spit and precum off his lips and tucks his cock up into his waistband; there’s no fucking way that’s going down anytime soon

nik is far less subtle and even less shameless. ghost’s lost count of the number of privates he’s sent scrambling around base to find him, all of them breathless and slightly frightened of the russian asset they’re not entirely sure actually has the authority to give them orders

it never stops him from using them to call him into the hanger bay under the guise of working on his black hawk and nik barely waits for them to leave before he’s bending him over the floor of the cabin, leaving his legs to hang out the door. he shucks his cargos down to tangle around his ankles and palms his balls, rolling and weighing them like he can feel the build up of cum filling them up; batting at them just to watch the heavy swing

ghost bites back a groan as he thumbs over his hole, a dry rub making him twitch and cant his hips back; hissing as it drags his cock over the cold metal floor

“don’t get too excited,” nik chides, and he almost whines when his thumb leaves his hole to dig into his taint, his cock jumping beneath him. “i just want to play with my toys.”

only his will keeps the anticipatory throb of his balls and the knot in his gut at bay

like he always has

ghost’s on a knife’s edge when the night finally comes

it starts the way most of their scenes go; with ghost naked and on his knees, hands clasped behind his back as he stares up at the majesty that is nik and price devouring each other. they fit together like art; fat-softened muscle and dark hair over scarred skin, slotting together with decades of touch guiding their hands and mouths

nik’s hand caresses up his thigh, digging in just the right way to make price growl, and hooks his leg over his hip; splaying his already soaked, hairy pussy wide

“let’s get started, shall we?” he purrs and ghost needs less to hear the order in the suggestion; rearing up on his knees to bury his nose in price’s plush arse and slurp the slick from his cunt, wrapping his lips around his cock with a moan that makes price’s hips jerk and slick drip down his chin

he sits beneath them as nik fucks him like that, tongue out and drooling down his throat, waiting to catch the slick and cum that spills from price’s gaping pussy as nik pounds him

at some point, he ends up riding nik, his hands braced behind him on his thighs as he tries to focus on the rhythm and not the wet sound of price’s fingers rubbing his cunt; watching nik’s cock fuck up into his wet hole and his balls throb at their joint moan when he empties inside him

he fucks and is fucked, eats out price’s cunt as hungrily as he eats nik’s arse, his tongue curling around both their cocks and makes them cum over and over while dutifully keeping his hands away from himself and does whatever they ask of him until even nik’s legendary stamina is spent

he pants heavily, rubbing the last drops of his cum into ghost’s lips and ghost is still hard; his cock practically bruise-purple, precum, nik’s cum and price’s slick soaking his pubes and dripping all over him but he was good

he held on and he did it by himself

“c’mere, love,” price beckons, legs splaying wide to show off his puffy, well-fucked cunt; nik’s cum spilling down his taint. “you ‘ave somethin’ i want.”

ghost crawls over him, his whole body trembling from withheld desire, and sinks his teeth into his lip as nik reaches under him to grasp his cock. he notches his cockhead against price’s hole, dragging it up and down his cunt, spreading cum and slick and making them both so wet it makes his stomach swoop

“make even more of a mess of him for us,” he orders and he lets out a full-throated moan as he sinks into the heat of price’s pussy; nik’s filthy laughter echoing in his ears as he immediately fucks wildly into him

“that’s it,” price growls, rocking with the force of his thrusts, and braces his hand on the headboard. “good fucking boy; come on, give it to me.”

he wants to. fuck, he wants to more than anything

ghost’s been holding on for so long, months of strict control and denial and now he’s allowed to cum again it’s like his body’s just- forgotton how? he’s trying so hard to be good and cum for them; sweat’s dripping down his face and he’s thrusting so deep and so hard and he’s so tense but he just can’t reach it

his fingers dig into the sheets, the material stretching and tearing under his grip. he’s so overstimulated it hurts; the push and pull of his foreskin over his cockhead with every thrust inside price an almost nauseating pain, skin too tight, his glans too sensitive, the smack of his balls on his taint gone from a familiar sting to an abrasive heat like touching fresh road rash. but he’s right there, it’s just out of reach; he has to cum, he has to, he has to, he has-

“hey, hey, come on, s’alright; you’re alright,” price hushes and ghost gasps in a strangled breath

he doesn’t know when he stopped breathing

he hooks his legs around his thighs, trapping them with his own to slow down his wild bucking. “settle down a little, darlin’.”

“ghost, breathe,” nik soothes as he gradually slows him into a soft, deep grind that’s gentle and good on them both; ghost’s cock cradled deep inside his wet warmth, so fucked out he barely tightens around him

ghost’s mouth falls out of its tense grimace, teeth finally parting as he tries to catch his breath

“see? that’s it; nice an’ slow.” price cups his nape, bringing him down to press his forehead to his. “talk to us, love.”

“it’s… i need to cum,” he grits out

nik splays over his back, gently pressing him down, and ghost’s arms collapse. he gathers them in his own, winding them under price’s shoulders in an embrace; his weight pressing him down into him, grounding, safe. “you can, little love; you’ve done beautifully for us. you can let go now.”

“i- i can’t, it’s… it’s too m-much-“ his voice breaks, frantically shaking his head. “fuck, it hurts, nik- price- i can’t, i can’t-”

“yes, you can,” he promises, petting his huge hands over his sides. “we have you; you have been good for us for so long, you’re allowed to let go.”

“we’ve got you, love,” price whispers

they keep whispering to him, bracing him between them, held in their loving arms. they help him move when his legs finally give out; price’s legs guiding his own, nik’s hands cupping his ass to push him into long, soft strokes, his thumbs brushing lightly over his inner cheeks. their voices in his ears, their touch so gentle and grounding and patient and the knot that’s been building in his gut for months winds tighter and tighter-

and ghost shatters apart

he slowly blinks his eyes open some unknowable time later, stinging with sweat and tears; his throat aching like he’s been screaming. he’s still clinging to price, panting for breath, his lower half completely numb

fingers run through his curls, brushing them back from his damp forehead. “with us, little love?” nik murmurs, soft just in case

he pushes out some kind of noise and price huffs a relieved laugh, his chest shaking beneath him, and presses a kiss to his cheek. “that was beautiful, darlin’. we knew you could do it.”

“you really filled him up,” nik adds in a gentle tease, pressing a matching kiss to the soft space behind his ear. “did us proud.”

ghost groans as it makes his aching cock jump inside price and he feels the hot rush of cum spill out around his cock; fully soft for the first time in months

“don’t mess with him,” price chides and brushes his thumb over his cheekbone, guiding him to hide in the crook of his neck. “he’s spoiled us; he deserves a break.”

“mm, he has,” he agrees and ghost moans into price’s throat as his hands dig into his back, massaging out the deep, lingering pain in his tense muscles. “no cages needed for our perfect, good boy.”

[retroautomaton]

🔮🥤🧪

Bit of fanart for Sinister Sodies! Super cute little game, give it a go! ✨

[kitamars]

in my ponykata feels rn

[gobstoppr]

Tetris Fanart.

I've been playing tetris while listening to horror podcasts. and yeah

[elderwisp]

[lazy-b1rdy]

Yay adventure line in a comic!

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(It took 2 weeks to get the googly eyes off of the line since it kept running away from the narrator. It liked them too much! Though they did eventually get taken off bc Nigel was getting frustrated with it and it's antics)

might draw Nigel interacting with it as a pt 2 :-3

[vodid]

i'm usually Decent with leaving the house at a certain time. years of getting up at 4:30 am for school taught me so. but my job typically has me starting at :00. so i calculate. ok i need to do this this and this by the hour before at xyz, and leave the house at :45. easy enough. this system has not failed me

the problem comes when they switch up my schedule and now i'm starting at :30, which messes up all my math and i gotta recalculate and leave the house at :15 and push back the rest of my prep accordingly. this breaks my head every time.

AND THEN, EVEN IF FOR JUST A DAY I WORK :30 INSTEAD OF :00, IT MESSES UP MY :00 CALCULATIONS AND I GOTTA REDO THEM. THIS HAPPENS EVERY TIME.

[melooooo17]

@openphrase123 your fanfic(s but i mainly made art of the mira and siffrin one because i cant remember words for the life of me for i do not speak french) IS???? ? SO GOOD. SO GOOD IM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH finally something to look forward to in the week fr

Mild spoilers for it ig!! But nothing too explicitly groundbreaking i dont think it'll kill your mom to look at these without having read the ff first

Don't mind the shit quality i??? I drew all these so fast theyre kinda shit and i have yet to fully acclamate isat to my artstyle so it's mid

Teehee me when i make shitty rushed fanart to show my appreciation that i cannot put into words for my faovorite games and also authors

peep the rant in the tags

[purpurussy]

i need dan to come to the gay bar in my hometown so me n my girls (gn) can teach him how to smoke weed and talk to him about gender

[birdricks]

i love the stars (j'adore les etoiles)

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

Sometimes I think this:

This writer is of the firm belief that our tears become holy in the form of ink on a page. Once we have spoken our saddest story, we can be free of it. And then all that’s left behind is the tortured poetry.

Might be one of the most insightful statements Taylor has ever said about her creative process and gets lost in the discourse about "what" or "who" her songs are about.

[aquacomet]

Art fight Attack on @thatmooncake!

Here's Moonshoe crab enjoying some carrots!

There's a video out there of a horseshoe crab enjoying some pieces of carrot so maybe Moonshoe might also enjoy them as a tasty snack?

[the-punforgiven]

Do y'all ever get nightmares that just like, aren't scary?

Like you can tell your brain is trying to make this scary, but you just feel nothing?