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thernin ❤️

one day we'll get that ao3 number up to a thousand... yes we will... in the devil? we trust...

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hmm… I’ll give you more kc stuff… ig………

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Kailan | Lan

I am 20+ and am genderfluid + queer on the aroace spectrum , I am alright with any pronouns but my current preferences are always listed in my bio :)

This is mainly a SFW art blog, but I may reblog (or post!) NSFW content from time to time so I ask that minors do not interact <3

I post for whatever fandoms I am in at the time along with my own original work.

At the moment, I am interested in Killer Chat!, MXTX + Meatbun novels, Dragon Age, and visual novel games in general and most of the content I post on here will pertain to that!

I am a full-time student at the moment so posts will likely be infrequent.

I am always active though and looking for new friends so feel free to DM me (as long as you are 18+) !! ♥️

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very VERY early in development, but i wanted to advertise my work in progress of a shuake VN!!

at the moment i have no timeline of when it’ll come out, but I am actively working on it! please look forward to more Wishbone :)

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I wanted to try animating again !

I swear that I draw others things than him... but he's so fun to draw !!

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THE EMOS ARE FIGHTING

is this a continuation of my ronin art (and justice for ren)?? maybe..... ^^

bonus chibi !!

DONT HURT HIM NOW [REDACTED].....!

a/n: i can’t believe i finally colored smth lol

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RAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH RONIN!!!!!!!

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This is one of our first NPCs! They're part of a group of Sphinxes that give you powers and gifts.

What do you think this one should be named?

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Hey, first post! We're trying to make a game where you play as cats trying to escape a wizard tower. Here's a first look at our player characters.

From left to right we have Frank, Lucy Lou, Bone Disease, and Gannie! All named and modelled after real cats.

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Hey there! I have been following your acc for a while now and I'm completely obsessed with your Vere fics. I really love how you write the relationship dynamic between the reader and him! Your fics never fail to make me giggle like a high school girl in love lol.

The little snippets of jealous Vere in your works is so good. It makes me wonder how Vere would be if he was full blown jealous and possessive (I LOVE VERE SO MUCH GRRRRR)

A/N: aaaaa I'm so glad you like my Vere fics, HES SOOO AKSDFKASDFOSDJ. i cant wait for the game!!!! giggling like a hs girl is the highest compliment thank you so much!! this fic became a combo of jealous Vere and the reader lowkey matching his freak, I hope you enjoy!! i think this is my first time writing an established relationship with Vere so lmk what yall think!!!

content: Vere x GN! reader, sfw, 1.2k words, established relationship

Vere stared at you through half lidded eyes, the alcohol clouding his judgement more than he would like to admit.

Vere never considered himself unnecessarily dramatic. Theatrical and sarcastic? Absolutely. But despite the flippant front he put up, he knew when it was best to let things go. As much as he loved solving all his problems with violence, he knew that wasn't always the response people would enjoy. And by people, he meant you. Everyone else could fuck off and choke for all he cared.

But the last thing he wanted was to cage you. To make you feel like you couldn't talk to other men or always had to tell him where you were. No, he understood very well how important freedom was. And he had always prided himself on being secure in his relationship with you. Clingy yes, but you never gave him any reason to be insecure.

But tonight, he was pretty sure he was going to have to kill a man. Specifically the man at the bar who would not stop fucking talking to you.

You were humoring him, barely. Showing vague interest in whatever bullshit he was yapping your ear off about, just being polite really. This guy simply couldn't take the hint though. And worse, he was inching closer with each of your acknowledging nods. 

The whiskey glass began to splinter and crack where his claws grazed the cup. Each second he watched caused his chest to tie itself in more knots. 

Please leave. He thought to himself. Please leave and get eaten by a soulless. 

He continued to glare daggers at the man you were speaking with. How long had the two of you been talking? Had you told him anything about yourself? What did he know? Did he-

His train of thought was cut off by you grabbing his attention from the corner of his eye.

It was nothing really, just a knowing glance in his direction, an acknowledgement that you were looking at him. That's all it took for Vere to notice you. 

You mimicked his glare and chuckled to yourself, then raised an eyebrow. A silent question just for him. 

You had wanted to know what had him so pissy, he'd bet money you'd phrase it just like that too. 

Vere flashed his fangs in a tight smile. The message was clear. “If you want to know, ask me.”

He knew it was just a little petty, but he wanted your attention.

You simply shook your head with a smile and began to walk over to him. He had to plant one of his heeled boots firmly on his tail to keep it from wagging.

You took one step, and the man from the bar wrapped his arm around your waist, stopping you from leaving his personal space.

The glass in his hand shattered into a thousand pieces. 

You had given the man a look of unadulterated disgust, and was contemplating hitting him or just slipping out of his grasp.

You didn't have time to choose an option before Vere got to him.

One second the man's hands were around your waist, and the next all you heard was a scream and the sound of gushing blood.

He held his face as he crumpled to the ground, blood spurting from the 4 deep claw marks that now graces the right side of his face. Vere stood over him, the tips of his fingers covered in blood. Despite that, he was perfectly clean.

Vere turned away from the man and towards you, a smile full of charm, as if he thought if he acted suave enough you wouldn't notice the screaming man holding what was left of his eye in his socket. His clean hand wrapped around your shoulder as he took the now occupied seat next to you. He threw his long legs over your lap, very clearly claiming you as his own. 

Everyone in the bar seemed to get the message loud and clear, and decided to politely ignore the man's screams. 

“So, what are we drinking tonight darling?” Vere cheerfully asked.

“Well I was going to try one of Leanders concoctions, but let's step outside instead.’’ you responded.

Vere’s smile faltered for just a second. Shit, were you mad? 

You reached for veres bloody hand and interlaced his fingers with yours, the blood oozing between your connected palms as you lightly tugged him away from the bar and back outside. 

You gave him a smile over your shoulder that could only be described as smitten, and Vere knew he wasn't in trouble. 

You both found your way to the alley you had spoken in on your first night in Erida. You hopped up to sit on a few wooden crates, and Vere moved to stand in between your legs, letting his head fall to rest on your shoulders.

You lightly tugged him in closer, your hands wrapping around his back as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

The two of you stayed like this for a few minutes, Vere melting into your touch till he was almost laying on top of you. 

“Feeling better?” you asked.

“I should have killed him.” Vere scoffed, more annoyed than actually upset at this point. 

“You did a very good job at restraining yourself.” you cooed, an edge of teasing in your voice.

“Oh fuck off.” Vere scoffed. “He was pissing you off two, I could tell.”

“You should've come over, we could have made him really uncomfortable and left. Something really creative, like we're both in a clown cult.” 

Vere said something in response, his voice muffled by your neck.

“What??”

“I didn't want you to think I was jealous,” he repeated.

“Ok, but you were jealous.”

Yeah, but you don't need to know that.” 

“Vere,” you started, as you grabbed his bloodied hand and moved it to your cheek, nuzzling slightly into his palm. The man's blood streaked against your skin. “Next time just tell me. We can kick his ass together.”

Vere felt the knots in his chest completely disappear at your words. Despite his looks, Vere hadn't always been lucky in finding partners who felt as deeply as he did. There was a time he had wanted more than casual with Ais, and the feelings definitely weren't reciprocal. 

But you? You always matched him, like two puzzle pieces meant to go together. When he wrapped his arm around your waist, you leaned in closer. When he held your hand, you laced your fingers with his. When he spoke, he always had you undivided attention. When Vere made a move to kiss your cheek, you turned to capture his lips, your hands moving to the back of his head to hold him there for as long as he would allow.

There was a silent understanding between the two of you. Vere was never too much for you, and you were never more wanted than with Vere. Let Vere be as jealous as he wants, you would always be there regardless. And one day, he would realize this too. But for now, being in your arms was comfort enough.

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Domestic Ronin and Reader fic or relationship hcs?? I imagine after being in a relationship with him for a while he’s able to be a bit more vulnerable and soft w/them (by his standards at least). I need more Ronin fluff lowk (only if you feel up to writing this ofc) 🫶

A/N: oh I've been so ready for this hehehee, I'll have hcs at the top and a little one shot below

I'd guess he’s not used to having someone else in his space, especially after ther and angel. At first, he was more tense, subtly hiding it from you. But you started leaving little things, hair clips, clothing, plushies, the occasional note. Now he catches himself checking the bed out of habit when you’re not in it. Probably lays on your side when you're not home

He doesn’t say “I love you” often, but he always shows it. Cutting fruit for you while you’re half-asleep, keeping your side of the bed warm if you get up, fixing the door that creaks even though you never asked

He’s the type to stand behind you while you brush your teeth, arms loosely around your waist, just watching in the mirror, resting his chin on the top of your head.

If you fall asleep on the couch, he never wakes you. He covers you with a blanket, then sits nearby, cleaning a knife, doing nothing. He likes hearing you breathe (proof of life)

When it comes to Ronin being more vulnerable, you find him sitting on the floor sometimes, just still. You sit with him without asking why. Sometimes he’ll take your hand, sometimes he just leans against your thigh and breathes. There are nights he clings tighter in his sleep, face buried in your neck. You don’t ask what happened, just hold him

You pick something dumb to watch, and he complains, “This is brainrot.” but he stays. You end up laying with your legs across his lap, and halfway through, he starts absently rubbing the back of your hand like it’s second nature

When he comes home fresh after a kill drenched in blood, you don't freak out. You lather shampoo through his hair, wash his back. Blood circles the drain like old sins, and he appreciates how you don't try to fix him and just quietly help him clean up

He doesn't feel like he has to clean himself before touching you, something he always did in the past for others

If you can’t fall asleep, he’ll talk quietly about anything. Where he traveled last, talks about his most recent kill, speaks in that poetic way. Anything to keep you at peace

Whenever he wakes up before you he doesn't wake you up, but listens to you breathe, running his fingers through your hair and listen to your heartbeat

Speaking of which, when he's going through something or feeling down, feeling your pulse or listening to you heart beating is something really grounding for him

He’s surprisingly good with a knife in the kitchen (of course). Chops vegetables like he’s defusing a bomb. He makes really simple food like eggs, rice, pan-seared meat

He always knows where your things are. Even when you don’t. You ask where something is and he immediately tells you without looking up, it's almost like he has a sixth sense but he just pays really close attention to you

Another way for him to say he loves you is threatening to kill anyone who hurts you (what's a serial killer without the killing?)

Rain tapped the windows, gray light spilled across the room in soft drapes. The sheets smelled like sleep and warmth, twisted loosely around the limbs of two people who had nowhere else to be.

You stirred first, barely. Your cheek rested against Ronin’s chest, skin to skin, heartbeat steady beneath your ear. The weight of his arm across your back was grounding, his hand curved over your spine like it had always belonged there. Outside, the storm whispered through the world. Inside, time didn’t exist.

You tilted your face just enough to look up at him. He was awake, barely. His eyes were half-lidded, lashes dark against his skin, mouth relaxed in that rare softness he only wore when the world didn’t require him to be made of knives.

“Hey,” you whispered.

He didn’t speak. Just hummed, low in his chest, and pulled you closer. His hand slid up your back to cradle the back of your head. As if he thought you might slip away if he didn’t.

“I think it’s still raining,” you murmured against his throat.

“Good,” he muttered, voice rough with sleep. “Don’t want you goin’ anywhere.”

You smiled, pressing a lazy kiss to his collarbone. “Wasn’t planning to.”

He shifted, just enough to roll onto his side and take you with him. Now you were facing each other, tangled up in limbs and breath. His thigh slid between yours, anchoring you. His eyes, though sleepy, were clear and soft as rain. He studied your face like he always did when you were this close. Like you were something he still couldn’t quite believe he was allowed to have.

“What?” you asked, barely above a whisper.

“Just…” His hand came up to brush your hair behind your ear. “You look peaceful when it rains.”

“So do you.”

A corner of his mouth twitched. Not quite a smile, something smaller, deeper. “Don’t say that shit,” he muttered, but he didn’t pull away when you kissed the tip of his nose. You let the silence stretch. You didn’t need to fill it. Outside, the rain thickened. You could hear the wind shifting through the trees. A car passing in the distance. But inside, in this bed, in this room, there was only warmth and the slow rhythm of skin and trust.

Ronin’s thumb brushed across your cheek. “Y’feel safe with me?”

The question hit harder than it should have. Not because you didn’t, but because he didn’t always believe it. “I do,” you said gently. “I always do.”

He looked at you like that answer physically hurt. Then he kissed you, slow, unhurried, like he had all the time in the world to memorize the taste of your mouth. “Good,” he whispered. “’Cause I ain’t lettin’ you go.”

You curled closer, burying your face in the crook of his neck. “I know. I don’t want you to.”

He rubbed slow circles into your back. His lips brushed your temple. Your jaw. Your shoulder. “You cold?” he murmured.

“No.”

“Good. You feel warm. Like home.”

Something fluttered in your chest. You didn’t say anything. Just held him tighter. Eventually, the rain faded to a misty hush. The room grew even quieter, but neither of you got up. You drifted together. Skin to skin. Breath to breath. And when you fell asleep again, safe in his arms, you didn’t even hear the storm anymore.

Because Ronin was the peace you needed

And you were his.

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state of you // 花城

qifrey cover redraw! because i realized what's better than drawing blorbo once is drawing blorbo four times

(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)

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There's 1 week left until our Kickstarter ends! We're 75% funded and close to 1000 backers?! 😱 That's crazy!

Campaign ends June 12 at 11 am CST. Let's get that home run 🙌

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Art by Renbie ❤️

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gamer spectrum.

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little monsters

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*falls for the bastard-faced, lowkey murderous character who is actually a devoted sweetheart for their LI yet again* do i have a type be honest