#artemis was just a kiss

[leonardoeatscarrots]

Clara watching as Daniil walks by with a cartoonish lipstick stain on his face and says "heh, you should see the other guy" and he just points his thumb to Artemy who is getting beaten to death by patrol men

[ambrosethedarling]

Redid the Jaytemis kiss with the new [an MUCH better] tattoo design

[meirimerens]

die Küsse

[lostinvasileios]

The love of being a devotee is unreal.

I can't help but get so lovesick for my beloved deities at times. The world is too noisy and overwhelming for me, there's too many things to do, there's so much of everything most of the time, and to feel their cleansing touch of relief wash over me like the silkiest waterfall is something I can't help but crave and it fills my mind repeatedly. I'll begin to say their names in my head until it morphs into nothing but incoherent gibberish of my love and devotion, like a sleepy prayer I whisper just as I drift off seconds later.

My tongue and teeth practically become a vessel for speaking life into my neediness and my longing for my deities to come and swift me away back into their ever so tender and dreamy arms. So that I may go into my mind palace again and tend to their ginormous altars I built myself. So that I may rest my head upon their thrones and feel their fingers grace my hair and my face, tracing over the collars I wear in honor of them and kissing their rings and palms.

I get so drunken on them that I cannot help but think of them at all hours of the day sometimes, that when I lay to pleasure myself in the depths of the night I end up calling for them the entire time. Their essence drowning me underneath and around. They reciprocate my need so sweetly that I find myself so confused at times of the amount of affection they give. Unprovoked and in return. The feeling of them encouraging me to my climax, of them draping me in kisses and gentle caresses, of giving me the beautiful visions and whispers of love is something I can only explain with an unknown language I have conjured up myself.

All I wish to do is spend my time worshiping my beloveds. Bowed at their feet or singing their praises, cooing and hanging on to their every word and feeling how the breath escapes me when they bless me with their touches. How they so lovingly hold me close, and tell me I am the most wonderful boy they have ever had the pleasure of calling their own. How they deem me so sweet, so perfect and all they have ever wanted. How they speak of my higher self so smitten-ly and so devoted-ly. How they give me my poetry, my offerings, my energy spent and everything else in full return tenfold. To spend every second of my day being able to be held and treated so softly is something every piece of me prays for.

Then again, when distanced from them, I relish in the feeling of that intense pump of my heart, that swelling sensation of warmth that cascades my stomach and tingly spreads all over whenever I smell their scent, or feel their love radiate to me and consume my energetic field whole. How amazing they are, how absolutely stunning they are, how lucky I am, how infinitely grateful I remain for them and everything they come with.

Nhghdjikk oh man, oh jeez. I love them so much guys.

[danielisanevenbiggerdumbass]

I love Pathologic because the game is so so serious and then the fandom is just like

“oh yeah those two are definitely in love”

and it’s two men who hate each other so much that when the player doesn’t intervene they spend the entire game trying to kill each other

[hearteyedbunny]

AAAHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!! I finally got my Danse/Arty commission from my very dear friend @frecklydork !!!! 💕💕💕 this is sooo so pretty I love these goobers so much

[razzleberryicedtea]

Ugh i'm watching young justice, currently on season two, and i remember now why i hate unnecessary romance stuff.

Like, wally and artemis could be cute together i guess, at least i thought so at the beginning of season 1 but oh my GOD if the show could give me ONE good reason to root for them that would be great. Please y'all, they cant just smash them together like "here, a Boy and a Girl" and then expect me to go w it while giving me absolutely nothing.

[direwombat]

a very belated valentines day to my beloved dnd party~! here's each of the party members getting a little smooch (and some bardic inspiration) from their favorite little guy, stefano

katya (top) belongs to @carlosoliveiraa

bright (middle) belongs to @strangefable

and artemis (bottom) belongs to @socially-awkward-skeleton

[kai-atlantis]

Pleased to announce a micro-comic that @irunaki made of my fic 'For You'. It's the end of Chapter 14, and I can't even express how blessed I feel that she made this. Just - Look! (A/H CW)

Thank you so much again to @irunaki! It's so beautifully captured and it's such an honor. Follow her if you haven't already!

[quiet-in-wonderland]

I just keep finding myself thinking of my bf anytime my mind tends to wander regardless of what i'm doing and pfggfgf gosh i love him so dearly. I look forward to hopefully spending time with him again soon <3

[mariamegale]

Time to start debating with myself whether this is still a one-shot turning into a multi-chap, a one-shot follow-up, or a multi-chapter follow-up

vote now

[gemshroud]

The drow came up effortlessly, not at all worried he would surprise the human. Leaning just a little to place a kiss on his cheek. One that was maybe too soft, but he didn't linger but for a few heartbeats. Pulling away and grinning at the man. An attempt to distract from how soft he had just been.

Entreri was indeed not surprised, never one to be caught unawares (especially where Jarlaxle was concerned). He was also not particularly fussed about the kiss, but he did narrow his eyes in suspicion, catching Jarlaxle's grin with a sideways look.

"You're in a good mood," he said dryly, which basically translated to What are you up to?

He suspected Jarlaxle wanted something in particular here. Everyone in the world simply existed to be sweetly strung along Jarlaxle's little wires, it seemed.

It perhaps should have been more alarming that Entreri didn't mind that much. Going along with Jarlaxle's whims was just what he did these days. Perhaps a small part of himself even liked it, though this was a part he wasn't likely to acknowledge nor indulge in. That would be stupid, and the one thing Entreri wouldn't be was stupid.

That same part of him even liked the kiss, unfortunately. It existed with the rest of his not-stupid self in an odd and precarious balance -- a kiss can be allowed, Jarlaxle's whims can be followed, at least for now. At least until it's time to bail before he gets himself killed. Whenever that happens.

He will bail when that time comes. It would be supremely ridiculous to die for the sake of kisses.

(And yet there is one more part of him, smaller and deeper and more secret still, that will keep on howling every moment for softness.)

[issuedsideways]

okay so i haven't worked on it in several years and i am absolutely in no place to go rewriting it right now because i am in the middle of other fics!! but. i do have like 30k of a draft of a Tony Stark/Artemis Fowl daemon AU/HDM fusion that i am unbelievably serious about.

unfortunately i probably need to overhaul the entire plot but it has some serious promise. the gist is that Tony meets Artemis and they get along immediately, which completely accidentally spirals into the two of them dismantling the disaster Howard got himself into with the Magisterium. (he is involved with intercision privately, and publicly he is a big name in the scientific community re: Dust. as well as owning the only transatlantic airship line) (this is all vitally important to the plot)

Tony is mostly kept out of these things. but Artemis, who is very interested in Dust for magical reasons as well as scientific reasons, takes meeting him as opportunity to make a connection and gets an invite to their home and everything (which is absolutely not for theft reasons.) except then they actually end up getting along (not the plan.) so now all of a sudden they're attached. and Artemis starts questioning things that Tony has no answers to and together they get too suspicious.

there's a whole thing about both of them having male daemons and how that plays out for both of them different in a fantasy homophobia kind of way, because i think that's so compelling and i want to give Artemis a gender crisis (ask me about my trans girl Artemis headcanons)

and there is so much daemon touching in this fic (consensually and otherwise) because it's so interesting to me. give me unique and strange kinds of intimacy and violation that absolutely cannot exist in the real world and i start biting. plus i'm so invested in the Howard drama i have invented for him. there is something to the worldbuilding in the HDM universe that makes me go feral i stg

[hearteyedbunny]

I'm finally playing fo4 and here's my sole survivor. His name is Artemis (Art for short) and he WILL kiss Danse

[archived-from-the-realm]

Lost her save and had to remake her for a third time, and I just... love how pretty she is.