#I finished the sculpting process last night! all I have left to do is drill holes to insert the wire in his head. so he can hang on a wall

[robinsceramics]

working on A Guy <3

He's going to be a hobo clown when I paint him! But for now, he's just my attempt at a good face.

image description: a gray clay mask of a man's face. He is looking up with a pathetic expression. He has heavy cheeks and wrinkles around his eyes, and fluffs of hair stick out from under his cap.

[candlelight27]

Hidden In The Woods

Summary: The Witcher AU - Dimitri is a witcher that roams the world, but sometimes he stops by to visit his old friend Byleth... And not just for a cup of tea.

Warnings: Explicit sex - bath sex, penis in vagina sex, masturbation

Pairings: Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd/Female!Byleth

Word Count: 1236

AO3: Hidden In The Woods

A/N: I’m still working on the Sylvain series, don’t worry. I’m just... it’s a long process. I take way too long with everything. And I was working on this before, so here it is.

The Goddess know how long Dimitri had been travelling before reaching the small hut in the middle of the gloomy forest. The front door was flanked with flamboyant plants that filled everything with their bright colours and aromas. He recognized the darkened wood of the walls and the faded runes of protection. Nothing had changed since his last time there.

He didn’t bother to knock, Byleth would surely know he was there. She could sense all that happened in that bubble she had enchanted.

“I’m here!”, he shouted, more to localize her than to announce his visit, making his way along hundreds of artifacts scattered around the floor. There were also a few books written in the ancient language of Elves.

“You made me wait so much!”, she yelled back. It was muffled, as she was in one of the interior rooms of her home. Inside, the place was bigger, but he wasn’t aware of what spell she had used to achieve it.

“It’s not my fault! Your hiding magic is too powerful”.

Dimitri found out exactly where she was, so he started walking with sure steps. The closer he was, the cleared her voice sounded.

“C’mon, Dimitri. I taught you myself. I know you can do much more than that.”

The witcher entered the stay to find Byleth taking a bath. Candles were lit in every corner and the hot water mixed with expensive oils and soap was overflowing. Her blue hair, turned a darker hue due to the wetness, was settled on her milky shoulders and bosom. Byleth’s legs were hanging out of the border, and her finger drew circles as she played with her magic, making a small of water over the palm of her hand.

“C’mon, undress. Take a bath. Relax,” she lured him, adding a special sweetness on each syllable.

Dimitri diligently started to undress.

“I can’t stay for long. I’m just passing by.”

“That’s a shame,” said Byleth, disappointed. But she knew the drill. Dimitri took off every piece of his gear and tossed it aside. He then took off his clothes methodically until he stood naked before her. There wasn’t any kind of awkwardness, as they were already familiar with each other’s bodies. “But I hope your next visit will come sooner than this one…”

“I’ll do what I can, Byleth.” He sighed. She made space for him in the bathtub when he approached her. He sat down and she comfortably settled on his lap. “The war is getting worse. The monsters are getting out of hand. And since the Empire is focused on expanding their territory… they are no longer pressing the Agarthans and they roam as they will.”

“I wish I could help, but I can’t go out there right now. I need time…”

“I know,” whispered the witcher.

He placed a kiss on the base of her neck, then bit with delicacy. She breathed in, and a flirty smile decorated her lips.

“Already this hard?”, she said as she noticed the bulge under her.

“That’s the effect you have on me,” he replied as he crossed his arms over his torso. She moved her hips to tease him.

“How romantic.”

One of his big hands found her breasts and fondled them. The witch let out the smallest mewl, just for his ears, and let him do as he pleased. He rolled her nipples between his fingers, ravishing the skin on her neck as he did. Byleth rubbed her thighs together.

“Have you missed me, Byleth?”, asked Dimitri. His lover rose her hands to pull at his long hair.

“What do you think?”, she said coyly.

Byleth sank her hand in the perfumed water to touch her core. She put in two fingers, already wet from Dimitri’s attentions.

“You’re always so impatient,” he commented while he left a particular reddish mark on her shoulder.

“Try spending a few weeks alone in this place. You start appreciating some company?” Byleth suddenly turned around. She placed her legs around Dimitri’s hips, straddling him. Her hands run along his sculpted muscles. She traced every scar with her fingertips, what elicited a moan out of his mouth.

“Some company?”, the witcher insisted. Her azure eyes were fixed on his good one, and her hands possessively roamed his chest. They were burning with desire.

“Your company”, she finally clarified.

Small waves overflowed the bath as the manoeuvred to engulf his manhood with her body. Once she did, a rush of satisfaction invaded her. She had missed him so much, worried about his wellbeing, and greedy to have his cock for herself one more night. His erection filled her completely, reaching deep within.

“This is the best place in the world.” He made a strangled laugh, but it was soon stifled by Byleth’s movements.

She rolled her hips against him, slowly but harshly. She wanted to test his patience as a little revenge for not passing by sooner, so she controlled every detail. Raising, going down, angling herself…

“You little minx”, Dimitri spoke at last, “you are doing this on purpose.”

“You’re telling me you aren’t enjoying this?”, she feigned surprise.

“Don’t torture me, beloved,” he continued, “I suffered as much as you.”

“Fine, fine. Don’t get so worked up, I just was having a little bit of fun…”

Dimitri grabbed her bottom. digging his fingers in her flesh. He was being careful, yet still he was going to leave the slightest scratch. Byleth didn’t mind it, in fact, she loved it when he let himself go.

He helped her increase her movements, forwards and backwards, up and down. This time, Byleth could feel a knot forming in her belly. Thrilled, she kept going with enthusiasm. Dimitri, meanwhile, was overwhelmed. Her breasts moving in rhythm right in front of him, her soft butt that barely fitted in his hands, her lovely scent making him drunk.

He decided to take one of her pink nipples in his mouth, sucking softly. Byleth cursed and trembled around him. He decided right then that he’d take over. Immediately, one of his hand flew to her clitoris. He rubbed it with soft touches, enough to stimulate her.

“Dimitri!”, she shouted her name in the most delicious way.

He knew he had her, that she was close. Dimitri started thrusting upwards, aiming for that very special spot he was familiar with. She felt every time he hit it. There were bolts that shook her to the core. All that pleasure was almost becoming too much to bear. She loved being at the mercy of Dimitri, he always knew what buttons to push to make her surrender to her most primal needs.

“Keep going, Dimitri! Make me come,” she ordered.

“As you wish.”

He then increased his pace, and that was what did it for her. Her legs shuddered on each side of him and her warmness squeezed him as she groaned his name time after time. It was such a beautiful sight. Such a shame he couldn’t completely enjoy it, because his own orgasm washed over him.

Still dizzy, Byleth felt him filling her. She’d never admit it to him, at least not yet, but she loved the feeling of his seed inside of her.

“What a mess we’ve made”, he laughed, visibly tired.

“I’ll enchant something to clean this. Let’s go to bed, I’m not finished with you”. She dedicated him a sly smirk.

“It’ll be my pleasure.”

[redqueenanxiety]

Modern Red Queen Au Pt1 (Family Business)

A Modern Red Queen AU following a depressed 17-year-old and his summer adventures.

Ugh again? Another wind weaver, personally I wasn't a fan of that house. Sure they were powerful but they're stats pointed to weakness in battle, their special attack and defense were basically nonexistent. Sure they could put up a good fight, but adding a little smog to the air should have them running for the hills.

Why else do you think I choose burner? The stats were amazing the defense and the attack were at their heights. Well if you trained and educated yourself (Which I did) they were at their heights.

I leaned down gracefully, balance is something perfected long ago, keeping my eyes on the concealed enemy, most people didn't travel alone at night but I was well on my way to ranking grandmaster, and Thomas had a band thing tonight, that he couldn't possibly miss. I didn't want to reach this historical achievement without an audience but, it was Tuesday and experience was doubled on Tuesdays!

I smiled as a small fizzle of heat bloomed from my fingertips setting the grass ablaze. I could already smell the smoke before I saw it. The Wind Weaver had no idea who he was dealing with I was Maven Calore the greatest burner to ever live and today was the day I joined the elites and reached level 95 maxing my experience and claiming the title others would envy for years.

Four seconds had passed roughly nine to go before the smoke would begin affecting the Wind Weaver abilities and I'd go in for the kill, actually, no If I powered up my ember to exterminate him I'd get triple the XP. I'd make sure to message him thanking him for the easy experience points, he'd probably be demoted, the more I'd get the more he loses. Thomas was gonna be so jealous, I thought with a smirk.

A faint knock rang throughout the forever dead silent house. The Room chilled.

"Maven, We have visitors get your ass down here!" Mother's voice rang, cold as ice

Shit, not now, why now?This was the worst time possible time. I was so close.

"You better be down here before I open the door, You know who it is, and your hair better be combed."

"In, ah s-second-"I stammered The grass began smoking, 57 more seconds before his wind weaving was rendered useless, 39 more till my ember finished powering up. I'm sure dad could wait.

"No I gave you orders, and you will follow them" She barked, slamming my door open. There she stood in all her glory. Porcelain pale skin to match my own, covered in a deep blue strapless dress to frame her flawless hourglass figure topped with Fine Blond hair braided into an intricate bun, that must've taken hours, with piercing blue eyes. "HOW DARE YOU?"

She probably wasn't too pleased to see her 17-year-old son still in his briefs crumpled over his computer with his school clothes littered everywhere. "I-I can explain-"

I half expected her face to turn red from anger to match her expression like normal people, but mother, wasn't normal, she doesn't get embarrassed or mad just... clever. She was smart like that always getting what she wanted. She simply held out her hand, irritation radiating from her ice cold eyes.

"Please" I huffed "Just nineteen more seconds" Last time she took my keyboard I didn't get it back until four months later which was Christmas.

"Make yourself presentable." She said marching over to rip the keyboard from my desktop in the process, knocking over my limited edition 1989 model of mega man, Thomas had savaged the world for my 16th birthday gift. "You disgust me," was all she said with the slam of the door

Another knock rang through the house followed by mothers hurried footsteps.

I didn't care though, the world didn't matter as I knelt down to pick up the beautifully sculpted figure. Tears filled my eyes as I crumpled in on myself. It had dented. I sat there staring at the thing. It had taken Thomas 2 years to find the damn thing and cost 745.78$ plus shipping from Japan.

I heard another "Maven" Mother's voice again, but more playful, like she hadn't just disrespected my whole being. She'd yanked my keyboard so hard the jack had imploded.

"Mavey?" Cal's voice., No, not now. I was expected Father and his wife, but Cal was too much. I Can't not now. Cal's outburst was followed by footsteps. He was coming.

Crying won't help Mave, so don't start.

No, I refuse to do this right now, Go Away. I commanded I would not entertain these voices anymore. I refuse to.Schizophrenia. That's what she called it. A wild combination of imagination and hallucination drilled into my head. I could control it, I would control it. At least in the presence of Cal.

I slowly pulled myself together, finally convincing myself to pull on some pants and tuck in my shirt. I worked quickly and quietly, Mother was going to be ballistic after dinner. My hair was a tousled mess but more often than not so was Cal's so that shouldn't be too big of an embarrassment during dinner. Now time for the hard part, shoes or no shoes? We were staying home so was there really a point in wearing shoes or formal clothing?

But this was father we were talking about, sometimes I wouldn't eat dinner at all, so it obviously wasn't as sacred to her as it was to father. She was rarely home after all.

My eyes rose to find Cal standing at the door, barefoot as a child, so that answered my question. He looked nice. Why was I not surprised he was wearing simple jeans and a sweater vest that hugged his sculpted muscular form.

Cal looked like my father with his strong angular jaw and rustic amber eyes. We'd both gotten our black fine curls from my father. I could probably achieve the light caramel tan that highlighted his cheekbones if I actually went outside or just took off my hoodie. But my hoodie was my shell, my home, and protection.

He smiled down at me, dazzling as always. He had the same smile girls would stand in line for miles to see, I'd probably stand in line too if he wasn't my brother, Thomas definitely would with me, it's all he ever talked about.

I smiled right back lifting myself off my newly made bed.

"Mavey" He breathed as If he couldn't believe we were actually seeing each other face to face in real life. He'd spent the last six months studying abroad in Tiraxes, some ridiculously preppy school he attempted to talk me into every time we made eye contact. In fact, I was slightly surprised he hasn't started going on about it. "Long time no see," He said with a bigger smile flashing teeth. I wonder if he was doing that on purpose or if he knew he was doing it at all, did some people have to try to be more heartbreaking beautiful?

"Good to see you too," I wasn't exactly sure if It was good to see him, Him being back in Norta meant much more distractions. Tiraxes has a different school year schedule then Norta does like any other state, so I was still in school while he'd been dismissed for summer. Cal wasn't one to respect that, what if he picked me up for early dismissal during Civics and I missed Calculus? I swear if he interfered with my perfect record I would eat him. "I bet you've got so many new stories to tell,"

"Not as many as you've got, man I miss high school," He said a dreamy look crossing his face, it seemed like just two weeks ago when we were sitting at his graduation then sending him off three states down for college.

"Why would you ever-"

" Amaranthus University (AU)is filled with people that are there on scholarships, so their ridiculously academically focused and you know I never really fit in with that crowd, you'd probably like it there, they've got an excellent science community and an astounding engineering community, which is pretty fun..." He said cutting himself off, "But it's still pretty lonely..."

"Oh" I didn't know what to say, Cal and I were never ones to talk about our feelings, we were half-brothers after all. We didn't even live together, sure when he was in high school we saw each other more, but he was a band kid and I an orchestra. He graduated as Section Leader of the Bassoon's, while I'd still been working my way up to concert master.

He looked like he wanted to say more, or maybe he wanted me to say more, maybe I wanted to say more. Maybe I should've? I would've opened my mouth to say more. "Oh" didn't seem to cover it but was gladly interrupted by another shrill of Mother's fake laughter, bringing us back to the present.

"Hope, they haven't started dinner without us," I said taking a step towards Cal and the door, he hadn't moved an inch. Standing perfectly still, something about my Mother made him uncomfortable, no unsteady, on high alert all the time, even as children at our birthday parties.

"Doesn't seem like something Mom would do, She loves family time." He said with a smirk, waiting for me to join him in the hall where we would venture down the stairs.

Cal may have been a bit taller than me but I didn't have to strain to catch up. I spent my whole life chasing after him and somehow didn't get completely left behind.

It didn't take long for us to find the stairs, our house was big but not as big as Mother wanted it. There they stood at the door of the just newly cleaned foyer. Father looked nice today, with his freshly trimmed beard and eyebrows. Cal and him must've planned this, matching sweater vest with a slightly different color scheme. He held something in hands, wrapped up nice and neat in a startling shade of red wrapping paper, a present, It wasn't too big but nicely sized.

Standing by his side stood his wife in a monotone shade of gray was Coriane Calore. Cal didn't take after her in body type but she did give him his soft innocent smile that was impossible to win an argument against. Everything about her seemed soft from her almost grey-blue eyes to her faint curves. Cal looked so delighted to see her his face lighting up in any way possible "Mom made Haggis!" He said with a smile.

I gave him a silent smile as we approached, noting the tin foil tray Coriane held with pride, she smiled at her boy. Her pride and joy."Cal helped," She said with a smile, beaming at her son. I've only heard rumors but apparently, she suffered many miscarriages before having Cal, no wonder she loved him so much or maybe that's just the way all parents should feel about their children. Everyone I met had different experiences.

Mother surveyed my appearance before Father closed me in for a hug, He was working on his weight trying to live a healthier life while trying to recover from his darker times. I knew he sometimes went back to them, they all did. Mother kept track of the rehab appointments he made along with Coriane's and Cal's therapist appointments. Even with him in Tiraxus he couldn't escape her prying eyes.

"How's life been treating you, Son? Your mother tells me your academic career is going great." He says finally releasing me.

"Not to mention he's nearly worked his way up to Concert Master" Mother pipes in proudly before I can open my mouth and speak for myself.

"Nearly" I coughed shyly, I loved playing, violin. But it was taking up one of my elective slots and there were other things I'd rather do like Desktop Publishing and maybe Psychology. Maybe after I achieved that she'd let my quit, besides Orchestra was something I could do outside of school.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you graduated early, with a full scholarship considering your grades." He said clapping me on the shoulder. Scholarship? it's not like we needed one Father is loaded. I'm guessing he only wanted it for bragging fuel considering Cal wasn't the best in the academic department.

"Who knows maybe you'll be in one of Junior's Class one day" He said playfully rolling his eyes at Cal. Tiberius had never been a fan of being called junior and neither had his mother so they substituted his name with Cal, but Father did let the name slip every now and again. Especially in front of Mother.

"Maybe," I said with a shrug, little did he know I had no aspirations of going anywhere near AU. Thomas and I had been talking about a college in Prairie, for years, they had an excellent Engineering And Psychology program for me, with an amazing band program for Thomas. Not to mention they only accepted people on scholarships, so no rich idiots anywhere in sight, not to mention that meant that Thomas' family could afford it, we finally found a way to stay together through college, Mom would approve of me getting into an elite college, whether I was following Thomas or not.

"Is dinner set, I don't want the haggis to grow cold," Coriane chirped from in front of me, pulling me back to the present. Oh yeah, dinner. I almost forgot

"Of course, I've prepared Stollen for desert," Mother says proudly rolling her eyes sizing up Coriane like a predator on prey. While Mom's opinion of Coriane was obvious, while mine were mixed. Our families intertwined history was complex and so long not even I fully understood it. All I knew was Mom caught a newly made father without his newly made wife in the worst possible time...

But that's a story for another time, now it was time for dinner I thought following the four people that impacted my life in more ways than one, into to the dining room.

Forgive me I’m new at this. But Stay tuned for more! (This exact A.U is also available on My Wattpad and AOW if they’re more assessable to you. Parts may or may not be uploaded on wattpad faster)