#haven't gotten to draw something nice in a bit...

[vincentbriggs]

hello! enjoyed watching your projects for a while, and wanted to ask: do you have any advice for how to do the work of sewing without busting your hand/wrist? or at least how you minimize it?

Hello! I actually haven't gotten much hand pain from sewing. When it happens it's almost always from too much drawing and/or video editing.

When I do get it from sewing it's typically my left hand (I'm right handed), because if I'm hand sewing then my left hand is often holding things still, and if it clamps on tightly for an extended period of time then ouch. It's especially bad if I'm making small thread covered buttons, but holding onto an embroidery hoop does it too.

For the drawing & video editing table height in relation to chair height is SUPER important, you've gotta make sure the work surface is no higher than your elbows are when sitting. I've been fine in that regard ever since I took the legs off my big old desk. (Also, drawing from the shoulder is good advice, both for wrist preservation and for making nice big lines! I try to remember to do it when sketching! You do need to do shoulder stretches though because then your shoulder gets all tight. Anyways, sewing!)

Really the best thing to do is vary up the tasks. It can be very frustrating when something's coming along super well and you don't want to stop, but it's better to stop for a shortish time upon getting a tiny bit of hand pain than to be forced to stop for a longer time because of a lot of it. I don't like having to put down an interesting project, but I extra extra did not like the time I had to stop drawing for a week because I did too much at once.

I actually don't often end up doing one task for a very long stretch of time, since there are so many different projects and chores to do, but if I notice an ache then I'll go switch to a different task on purpose. A few days ago I spent at least 5 or 6 cumulative hours cutting stencils with an xacto knife, and it was getting crampy after a while, so I stopped several times to go read a reference book.

Also stretches are good, and I really do not remember to do them anywhere near often enough.

[caebeans]

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[hai7ani]

mmmm no super great ideas for you but im craving for virgin!rindou and single mom reader… aaaaaauhagghg.

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慢一點，久一點，真一點。

Rindou initiates the talk first.

It happens on a game of WNRS in your living room, takeout boxes long forgotten on the coffee table. The TV is playing a movie you're sure neither of you are really watching, yet you still want to pretend that you are.

You've been giggling at him for the past hour. He's a pretty funny guy, you think. Doesn't have as big of an ego you thought guys like him would have.

He's a nerd who's always so observant and nice. He's nice to you, your son, the ladies living in your apartment complex who always needs help switching light bulbs because they're too old for that now. One time behind doors Yuzuha's said that she'd smash if he weren't such a loser all the time.

(You think he is, too.

But it's what that makes him so... fuckable.

You think it's bad that you keep having these thoughts, knowing that you're most probably leading him on.

You're not ready yet.

But your heart still thumps weirdly when he comes to visit with warm food and occasionally new toys that you can tell he's had a hard time picking for your boy 一 because he's somehow always one colour off, or one category away.

When he bought Hot Wheels, the kid's already moved on to playing Legos. And when he gifted an expensive Star Wars set that he saved up for, the little shit just has to be in his Mommy phase.)

He gets embarrassed easily and you can just tell he's a virgin with the way he treats porn magazines that Yuzuha has somehow gotten her hands on, stuffed behind cabinets so that Shou doesn't find them. Neither of you let her know that she's been exposed, but it's more fun this way.

He's just a guy. Genuine, very smart despite what he says. Not book smart, but he reads up on things a lot. A bit clumsy at times, but he's still responsive than most men.

He's easy to talk to. Easy to know.

Easy to一

"What's a compliment you wished you received more frequently? Oh, dang. I gotta think about this." He flips the card around, throwing his head back onto the couch.

And yet again一

"Do you wanna go first?"

What are guys like him?

"I wish more people told me I was pretty."

Your response came to you naturally. It poured like waterfall, thorny chain tightening around your heart, squeezing your flesh tight, and you busy yourself with a loose thread on your blanket.

Rindou only stares at you from the other end of the couch. Almost like a deadpan, but not really. His violets pierce through your soul, dissecting you up one by one. You don't make eye contact even when you can hear the silent screams for you to look at him.

"You're kidding."

"What? It's true."

"No. I mean, no one tells you that all the time?"

You crack a smile, glancing up to take just one quick look. He's still as handsome as ever, boyish features much more prominent under the yellow light illuminating the room.

Soft nose, pretty doe eyes. Cracked lips pink from the Malatang you love eating. Veiny hands 一 one thick, desirable finger twirling around the drawstring of his pants 一 that draws you in so close you can't help but go wild at the sight.

"What, you think I'm pretty?"

He doesn't cough like you'd expected him to. Doesn't get embarrassed or act any more like a classic, textbook virgin at your poke.

"Yeah. You're pretty." His voice gets softer with every syllable. Dodgy eyes looking away with each word.

You don't respond at that, but you can't lie that his compliment did make you feel something swirling on the inside. Something blooming in your tummy from the way his eyes look into your own.

It's true 一 you haven't been told for your looks as much as you've always wanted. You're hot, you're sexy, sure 一 but you haven't been pretty to them. You've always hoped that they could see past your body 一 to see you for who you are on the inside.

"You're一" He shifts in his seat, suddenly feeling a little too hot, heart beating a little too fast in his chest. "You're pretty, okay. You always spend too much time in the mirror but I think you're fine just like this."

You purse your lips, listening.

"You're... Shit, I'm一"

You understand him when he throws his pillow to the side to run fingers through his hair. He's not always good with words, hasn't always been. But he still tries, and you like that about him.

He always puts in effort.

"You're pretty, like music. There's no boundaries, no... box. You can be anything. It's cool."

You grin at that. "Really?"

A nod. "I can tell you that everyday from now on."

An awkward silence too heavy for any of you to handle covers the room like blanket too fast. The soft, anticipating smirk on his face drops when you shift in your seat, clicking your tongue. Fingers scratching at your brows, teeth biting into the corners of your lips.

"Rindou, I'm sorry if I have been leading you on, I一" You sigh. "I don't think I'm ready for一."

"No, wait一" He tries inching a hand towards you but you dodge. "I thought we一 Aren't we onto something here?"

Rindou feels pathetic. He feels as if he's reaching for something that seems close but is still so, so far away.

"No, I'm sorry. I'll pay you back for tonight's dinner. And I don't think you should come over so often anymore. I'll talk to Shou-chan, have him understand."

He lets out a breath too short, standing on his feet as if it'll help him figure you out better. "Why? Is it me?"

"I just don't think it's fair to you, okay? We should stop. I'm sorry."

"What isn't fair to me?"

You give him a look so sad that his heart hurts.

"You're gonna be dealing with a kid that's not yours. He's hyperactive and naughty before bed. He's picky with food and doesn't like taking showers. Worst of all you're gonna be dealing with me. I'm not easy. I'm difficult to manage, to handle, to一 You'll not like me anymore when you see it for yourself. Guys like you deserve better things."

Fuck.

Rindou scrunches his brows, face twisting into one of confusion, one that makes you seem crazy for saying what you said.

"Why do you say these things about yourself? Why do you say these things about him? He's just a kid, I'm not good with kids but I'm sure I can handle him out of all." He throws his hands up in the air a little. "And, seriously, guys like me? What am I like? Why do you assume that way about me? I'm not that kind of person. I don't like doing that."

You fight the tears threatening to fall. It hurts, to say the least.

"Like, why do you think I've been around for so long? I would've turned on my back long ago if you and Shou were so hard to love."

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[myebi]

art vs artist 2024 ✨ can't believe we're here!

i've been thinking about this year a little bit these past few days, with the holidays being under special circumstances for me. the past month passed quickly but very gently, which I'm grateful for all things considered. i think it's now safe to say that after some reflecting 2024 was one of - if not the - best year of my life. I've never experienced such a whirlwind of gratifying experiences in the span of twelve months: i met so many new and nice people, had my first con experiences in amazing settings and my first job opportunities in a field i wanted an experience in for a long time, traveled the world somehow, got 10x more attached to my characters than i already was - and I'm quitting the year with just as many projects as i did when i entered it. granted, new problems came up and still persist, but with every year that passes i get one step to catching up with the anxiety and fears that hold me back, and it's that one step that each time allows me to surpass fear and welcome something new. every leap of faith partially led to the beautiful things i experienced throughout the year like a ripple effect (partially). it's gratifying and humbling in equal measure. so cool!!

art wise, i'm a lot more satisfied with the direction my art is taking than i used to be in the past two years. i came up with brush settings that shifted my line dynamic and i discovered a new rendering technique i really enjoy that allows me to balance time-efficient with textured together. i think my art has been getting a lot more expressive and while sometimes it makes me feel like I'm straying away from a more sanitized, thought through illustrative style, maybe it's worth it for the feelings to be conveyed the way i want them to. i haven't gotten to a point where i'm experimenting with my shapes, compositions and palettes in a way that shakes up my habits in a good way, but I'll get there.

I've also come to realize while making the meme that i actually have very few finalized personal works to show this year! i made most of my personal work posts on a time rush (they usually were made for specific days). I've been working on a set of drawings that required some tweaking and a few days to sketch properly, but the result is worth it, I'm so proud of them!! i wanted to get them out before the NY but it convinced me that rendering had to take its time as well, i don't always want to rush things nowadays. being on a time limit and taking all the time necessary are both good drawing exercises nonetheless.

lots of rambling, but i had lots of thoughts. I'm so grateful that some people are still in my life as we inch toward the new year. to my moulin squad, to my tol staw, to all the new friends i made this year, to my kitty, to my family. i love you like the world. and of course, to all the people who follow my work from up close or from afar, thank you so much. to know i bring a bit of inspiration, thought and color into your day has a lot more worth to me than you can imagine. thank you for manifesting your interest and your support whenever you do!! 🙏

i hope you all have safe and healthy holidays 💛 drive safely and tell your loved ones you love them. my thoughts are with Ukraine and the people of Palestine.

[pillowspace]

Could you share more about your modern no loops au?

Oh, I'd love to!!!! So I have a 10k word draft currently. Haven't touched it since December because I've been writing other things, but I'd like to return to it when I'm done. I didn't actually know what I was writing until I started. I decided to go for the first line I could think of, which was:

So I had to build an AU off of that from that point onward.

It's a bit of a "post-canon" setting in a sense, except neither Siffrin nor Loop have met the party yet, and the two live together in an apartment. At some point, Loop's attacked, and they begin to bleed out in an alleyway. Odile catches sight of them and rushes to help. They appreciate her efforts, but they die anyway.

They've died plenty of times before though...! So they wake back up. They still have the stranger's coat from when she was trying to help, so they hide within it and head back home, feeling bad for having likely traumatized a random person with the sight of them dying.

A few months go by after this though, and Odile stumbles upon Loop at the library. Loop doesn't recognize her at first, but Odile recognizes THEM, and proceeds to accidentally corner them which freaks Loop out.

Odile, a complete stranger, instantly wants to know everything about Loop. How their life has gone, how they're alive, etc. So Loop decides that they DON'T LIKE ODILE, but that they'll at least find the time to bring her coat back to her to repay the favour of when they had died.

After Loop returns home, Siffrin reveals to Loop that he's... worried about them. Loop's been entirely dependent on him the entire time, and he thinks that they should have friends. Loop denies needing anyone but them, all the while struggling with bottled up trauma they want to talk about but are unwilling to go to Siffrin for.

This sticks to Loop though. Next time they see Odile at the library, they get to talk to her now a bit less freaked out, and return her coat to her. (This isn't art directly of the fic but I did draw this after writing Loop returning the coat). She reveals some of her curiosities about Loop, and although Loop still doesn't want to answer, they're curious what she means by the word "explore."

Loop makes a bit of a mistake though. They accidentally give Siffrin the impression that they're friends with Odile now, and Siffrin's happy for them!

Loop doesn't want to correct them though, so instead accidentally snaps at them for pestering them for the details on this totally real friendship.

There's a lot of hints scattered throughout the fic of Loop having very bad trauma. A large star-shaped scar on their chest. Implications that they're very familiar with Siffrin's blood. Having nightmares and waking up feeling like they have to kill Siffrin. Being so used to panicking whenever they wake up without Siffrin being there that they already know how to try and calm themself down.

I haven't gotten to writing the interview itself yet, but I want for Loop and Odile to actually start to become friends. I want for Loop to finally agree to an interview. And perhaps in an Interview with the Vampire (2022) style of things, start off completely contradictory and rewrite how it all started based on their own outbursts of emotions. Odile would catch onto this though, and get them to stick to the truth or not answer at all.

And thus, through much trial and error, Loop would eventually tell the story of meeting King. A nice man who Loop had once been friends with (it takes a LOT to pry that out of Loop), before they were ever Loop, but rather Siffrin. Loop would talk about how they had grown close over being from the same forgotten country, but that they'd come to learn that King had... other motives in wanting to get close to another Islander.

King had been studying something called Wish Craft.

King wanted to immortalize the Island's memory. Or at least, the memory that something existed from it. Perhaps somehow, some way, King could use Wish Craft to make things right again.

So what better way to try than to immortalize Loop?

Loop was betrayed and made to be a personal test subject. They weren't the first person to be a test subject, but they were the first success to survive it. Loop died very frequently those days, and after a long enough time, they reached a breaking point. They didn't want to suffer alone!! They wanted company!!! They wanted Help!!!!

Which tore Loop's strength out of them to create Siffrin.

Loop cannot regret Siffrin. But they regretted it at the time, as the experiments... lessened... on Loop, while the focus instead shifted onto Siffrin. The two were all each other had, so it pained Loop to have their burden fall onto him. Another regret was that Loop had become significantly weaker after Siffrin came to be, giving them less of a chance to fight back and escape. Loop was very protective of Siffrin, all the while wondering if they should just permanently kill him to get their strength back and escape. Towards the end, they almost went through with it.

They didn't though. The two eventually escaped together, sticking close to each other and occasionally moving from town to town while keeping their past secret.

I imagine that Loop will need... a lot of time and effort to tell Odile about all that though. They're very hesitant to even tell her that Siffrin exists, still wary about trusting her.

So between interviews, Loop and Odile just hang out, and Loop will come home to Siffrin who continues to live his own life. Loop will find themself healing just as Siffrin manages to.

If I do finish this fic, I would like for Loop and Siffrin to wind up friends with the whole party in it.

[skzdreamer13]

Pleasure Cleanse

Day 7 of Kinktober

Dry humping with Jeongin 🖤

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Warning: unprotected P in V, Dryhumping

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The breeze feels nice on your skin. Your boyfriend and you wanted to get away from everything for a weekend, things have gotten crazy at home. After realizing this is the first weekend you both had nothing going on in awhile, camping was the idea you both landed on.

The sun is setting and dusk looks as beautiful as ever in the woods with no lights to draw your attention away from what is now becoming the night sky, stars slowly starting to appear the darker it gets.

Jeongin sits next to you on a camping chair, drink in his hand. His hair is getting long, starting to fall slightly into his eyes, his head is tilted back to watch the same sky as you, eyes lit up in contentment and marveling at the beauty.

You reach over and intertwine your fingers with his free hand. He turns to look at you and gives you his trademark eye smile, his eyes turning to little slits and his dimples sinking into his cheeks.

You smile back at him, the cool night air hitting your faces and causing his cheeks to red.

The night grows colder and you're ready to curl up in the tent Jeongin and you set up earlier, thick warm blankets line the floors.

You both crawl into the a frame tent and zip it closed, having already changed into comfy sleep time clothes, you both snuggle in close to each other. His body warm and hard against yours.

You stare in silence at each other for a bit, looking in each others eyes, taking in each others features when he rests his large hand on your cheek, rubbing small circles in your skin with his thumb.

"Thank you for coming out here with me. I needed this, I feel like I can finally breathe and relax." He says to you in a whisper, like people might hear and he wants to keep all his words between just the two of you.

"I needed this too, you don't need to thank me. I feel like I haven't seen you in forever." You also whisper, content to keep your bubble private and safe. Your hand rests on top of his hand that rests on your cheek, leaning into his warm touch.

He leans in and plants a soft gentle kiss on your lips. It's long and sweet, his chapstick tastes like mint. You slide closer to him wanting to feel him against you as much as you can.

He rolls you onto your back, him hovering above you and your wrap your arms around his neck, lacing your fingers through the soft hair that lines the base of his neck.

Your tongues play with each other, but the kiss stays soft, slow. It's not rough and urgent but like your both just happy to feel each other again.

You bring your hand between your bodies and starting at his chest, slide your hand down until it palms the bulge in his sweats. He moans softly, hips softly grinding down into your hand. You smile loving his enthusiasm.

You continue to grope and stroke him through his sweats, sweet moans and whines leaving his lips that have now disconnected from yours to leave wet slopy kisses on your neck and collarbone.

You move your hand and instead of moving to rid yourselves of the clothes that keep you apart, he pushes his hips down grinding his clothes cock over your clothed pussy.

You moan, there's something juvenile about the impatience of not removing clothes. But there's also something so delicious about the friction your clothes provide.

He continues to grind against you, bodies writhing, your hips wrap around his waist, arms pull his chest close to yours as you dig your face into his neck. The sound of moans and pants fill the tent and you both can't get enough of the feeling even without any skin to skin contact, besides your hands, where his fingers are intertwined with yours.

When you feel your orgasm creeping up on you, you wrap your legs tighter around him pulling him in closer, jutting your own hips up to meet his. His eyes shutting at the sensitivity from the amount of rubbing.

Your nails dig into his hand that is still firmly grasping yours as you reach your climax and come with a loud moan that you muffle in the crook of his neck.

His movements getting sloppy as he meets his own orgasm, a wet spot forming at the front of his sweatpants as he all but collapse on top of you.

After you both catch your breath you sit up to look at each other, hair disheveled and he gets up to grab a change of pants and underwear.

He turns to look at you and with a defeated smile he says, "I don't have another change of clothes." and you both enter into a fit of laughter.

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[fuckyeahisawthat]

Have a snippet from the mutual pining while fucking scenario, before the fucking actually starts. This is in the early years of the time jump between 1.03 and 1.04.

He notices the red-purple bruise under the hinge of his jaw while he's checking his tie in the mirror. Ah.

He usually insists on no marks in places that can be seen. Not out of shame. Maybe it had started out that way, years ago, but these days he just likes the thrill of having something private, a part of his life no one else can access.

His partners are usually more obedient, but this guy had gotten a bit carried away. And he did have a very nice mouth.

He considers covering it. But then, why should he? He's just going to the lab. Jayce probably won't even notice.

Jayce notices immediately.

Jayce joins him at the lab bench with two cups of tea: a first one for himself, and a fresh one for Viktor, to replace the half-drunk one that's gone cold at his elbow while he tinkered with the Hexgate prototype.

He sees Jayce's gaze track immediately to the bruise, catches the flicker of an urge to touch before he contains it. "Are you okay? You've got--" He can see the pieces fall into place. "Oh! Oh. You were with someone last night."

"It has been known to happen," he says evenly.

"Oh! Hey, no, I mean-- Um. Good for you." He is an assiduous cataloger of Jayce Expressions, and Jayce's face is flicking through a truly astonishing array of them now.

He can't keep staring. The tiny, fiddly screws on the baseplate of the oscillator are a good distraction from whatever continues to happen on Jayce's face.

"So, um..." Jayce starts up again after a minute. "Are you, um...are you into them?" He is also an assiduous cataloger of Jayce Tones of Voice, but this one is indecipherable.

"It's not like that. It's just sex. We didn't even exchange names."

"Oh."

He sneaks a glance out of the corner of his eye at what Jayce's face is doing and that is...also indecipherable.

"Jayce. Surely you know that there are places where this happens."

"I've...never really thought about it before."

Of course he hasn't. Jayce enters a room and all heads turn to him. He's never had to go out of his way to find that kind of attention.

He goes back to focusing on the screws, and after another minute Jayce says, "Do you, um. Do that often?"

He could stop the conversation right here. If he tells Jayce this is none of his business he's sure he will never bring it up again. But...he is an assiduous cataloger of Jayce Tones of Voice. And Jayce's tone isn't judgment or disgust. It's curiosity.

"From time to time," he says. Whenever the skin hunger gets to be more than he can handle, or he can tell it will be the right distraction from pain.

"With strangers." Jayce still seems to be processing this as an unfamiliar concept.

"Yes."

"With men."

He's not quite sure how Jayce made that leap, but why lie? "Yes."

"Is that...safe?"

It's not the question he expected. "I have strategies in place to mitigate the risks."

Always pick men who want him to be in control, who will let him steer the interaction into something he can work with, positions that won't leave his leg screaming the next morning, or, if he's lucky, even betray it as a weakness at all. In the years since he realized that there were people who desired him, he's gotten increasingly good at picking out those kind of men, cultivated a persona that will draw them toward him: haughty, cold, expecting to be served; channeling every rich Piltie who ever looked down their nose at him; sitting draped on a couch in the kind of bar where these things happen, demanding someone go fetch him a drink, of which he will take only a few small sips before suggesting they get out of here. If he can get them interested before they notice the cane he can usually get what he wants.

"Oh," Jayce has said again.

"Is this different from how you thought of me?" Jayce certainly wouldn't be the first, and he wouldn't hold it against him.

"No! I mean, um, I haven't--" Jayce clears his throat abruptly. "Haven't thought of you, um, any...way."

He sneaks a glance at Jayce and he has color high on his cheeks, staring intently at the notes from yesterday's testing that Viktor knows he has already reviewed. Jayce is making a new face, one he's never seen before.

Huh. He'll have to file that away to turn over in his head later.

[midnight-mourning]

Holiday Stalling

❄️❄️Midnight's DCA December Day 26❄️❄️

Another silly sweet one for y'all, very much enjoyed the shennanigans that occurred :)

Prompt: Second request idea if you need it! Y/n has a christmas party to get to right after their shift and moon and sun see them for the first time in their non work clothes (they look very cute!) The boys are feeling pretty disapointed they don't get to see this side of Y/n and try their best to keep them in the daycare as long as possible ("sunshine you HAVE to see our new puppet show""i didnt see you take your mandatory 10 minute break. my lap. NOW""sunshine i only trust YOU to oil my joints :(") and of course y/n is happy to stay a lil longer but they still want to be able to go to the party(gotta make sure ALL the homies get their quality y/n time)

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You close your locker and check the time. Still plenty of time to head home and relax before the party. 

Your friends were having a massive holiday bash tonight, and given you hadn't seen any of them for what felt like ages, you were excited. You'd even taken the liberty to bring nice clothes with you to work just in case you wouldn't have time to run home and change. But since you'd gotten off on time, you could instead take the chance to charge up your social battery before heading over. 

You go to out for the day, when you remember you left your jacket in the Daycare. 

Hurrying back that way, you quietly open and close the door so not to disturb Sun. You spy your jacket lying amongst the things on the security desk, folded up neatly. The playtime attendant must have been the culprit, as you see on top of your coat is a sticky note with your name and a drawing of Sun. 

You smile, laughing softly as you grab it. 

You're about to put it on when laughter from across the room stops you. 

Sun lands in your view, wire retracting after a moment. "Hello Sunshine! I wasn't expecting to see you again so soon!"

"Hi, Sunny. Yeah, forgot my jacket, which you already know, I guess." You start to put it on again. "Thanks for finding it for me!"

Sun's rays spin a few times. Then he shakes his head. "Of course, friend!"

"Something wrong? You seem kind of dazed."

He puts his hands up. "Oh no, no. I just, we've never seen you out of uniform before!"

"Huh? Oh yeah, guess you haven't." You laugh, and give them a quick spin. "A bit more dressed up than usual, these are my nice clothes."

Sun makes a noise that sounds, off. Like he had a glitch or something. His tone is even when he speaks however. "You look... very nice, Starlight."

"Oh, thank you." You look away, face heating up, then shake your head. "Well, I've gotta run, have a holiday party in a few hours, but I'll see you tomorrow!"

You start to walk to the doors but a hand on your wrist stops you. "Wait!"

You pause, turning back to him. You can hear his fans have kicked on, and it raises your concern once more. 

"Are you sure you're okay?" You turn to face him fully, hand over his. 

Another noise, then he shakes his head. "Actually Sunshine, I'm not feeling so hot. Could you, maybe stay a moment?"

"Of course I can." You say, voice soft. "Come on, let's go sit down and see if that doesn't help. 

You spend about ten minutes with Sun, chatting as you look him over for any potential causes to his issues. He only seems to get worse however, to your dismay. 

"Maybe a distraction would help." You grab some crayons and paper and split them between the two of you. 

Sun snaps a crayon or two in his haste, but you do think it helps somewhat. In fact, you'd say you made progress enough to be able to leave him alone, when the lights go out. 

Moon is not in nearly as bad as shape, he is, however, insistent that you take a rest. 

"You've been so helpful, Star. You deserve a break too." He pats his leg. "Besides, I don't believe I saw you take your break today. If you're going to be out late tonight you'll need energy."

You check the time again. You still had plenty to get to the party, and a rest in Moon's arms does sound nice...

You fold, climbing into his lap with a sigh. "Alright, guess that's good enough an excuse for me."

"You weren't going to have a choice in the matter." Moon chuckles, arms wrapping around you. 

The two of you chat quietly back and forth, not really tired enough for a nap yourself. There's also the matter that his fans are still going and while not loud, are loud enough that you couldn't sleep even if you wanted to. 

When the lights come back on, you're ready to go, but Sun begs you to stay for a puppet show. 

"Please, Sunshine. I want to perform it tomorrow for the kids and you're the only one who can give constructive feedback!" His hold on you tightens, having still been in his lap from your previous rest with Moon. "You have to see it. Pretty, pretty please?"

You sigh, giving in based on how eager he is. "Okay, but this better be an amazing show, or I'll be thoroughly disappointed." You tease. 

Sun gives a fake gasp. "How could you insinuate it would be anything but?!"

The puppet show is good, you can't deny that. Perfect for the holidays and such. And the surprise of Moon having a show of his own after Sun's finished wasn't necessarily unwelcomed. Sun making you oil his joints 'You're the only one I trust to do it!' wasn't something you were planning on doing tonight, though of course none of this was, but you do that as well since he insists. 

But just as you're getting ready to leave again, you're once more stopped. 

"Sunny, this has been lovely, but I really do have to get going. My party starts soon." You had another twenty minutes or so, but that's not accounting for driving and the likes. 

Your hand is in his, grip tight. "Just one last thing, Sunshine! I promise it'll be quick. Pinky promise."

"Fine. But this is the last thing, okay?" You turn to face him fully, hand reaching up for his face. "You know I love hanging out with you guys, but I have to get to my party eventually."

Sun nods, leading you over to a spot by the playset. He stands there for a moment, holding your hands, before glancing up. You take the hint and do the same. 

Above you, tied to the playset, is a small bundle of mistletoe. 

Your face blooms with heat and you look back down, making eye contact with him. "Oh, um, don't know what I was expecting but it wasn't that."

Sun's rays spin as he looks away, grip faltering on your hands. 

"You, you don't have to if you don't want to. We've... kept you long enough." He fully releases you, stepping back. "To be honest, when I saw you earlier, in your regular clothes it, reminded me, reminded us, that you have an entire life out there without us. I guess we just wanted to be a part of it, for a moment at least." 

He starts to walk away, and you grab his wrist. He stops, looking down at the hold as you force him to turn back around. Standing on your tip toes, you tug on his collar so that you can press your lips to his. 

It takes a second but Sun melts into the kiss, and you keep going for a few moments longer before you have to pull away for air. 

You cradle his face, smile on your lips as you speak. "You guys are part of it, more than you know. And if you wanted more, you could've just ask, but I meant it when I said this was fun, you know."

"W-well, you could have said something too!" He sputters, making you laugh. 

You rub your thumb against his cheek, sighing. "Yeah, fair enough."

After making things even for both attendants—which meant equal amounts of kisses and lots of turning the lights on and off—you finally head out for your holiday party. 

You have a great time, and it's wonderful to see you friends, but on your way home you can't help but press your fingers to your lips, giggling at the memories of earlier in the night. 

You suppose you got two parties—and two partners—for the price of one.  

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[kozachenko]

Ok so I have gotten very into cookie run recently and have already done some doodles of some of the characters as humans hooraaaaaay I actually have played the game before (and even drew human designs of the characters I liked the most) but left for a while and only got back into it recently.

Artist's Notes;

So not only did I use these quick portrait drawings to get a sense of how I wanted to draw these guys as humans in the future, but I also wanted to mess around with stylization since I wanted to explore some new avenues with my rendering style and even the way I draw shapes. I...also have to catch up on a lot of the story leading up to Beast Yeast since I don't know how much of the Crisipia story I need to know before going into the Beast Yeast storyline. A lot of what I know of the characters after the BTS event (oh yeah I left the game during that time because I was bored of the BTS event) comes from people talking about the game.

So I did the Shadow Milk portrait first and it is probably my favourite one in terms of how I depicted him. For context, I listen to the Japanese dub of the game and had only heard Shadow Milk's English dub VA in clips before (His English VA does a fantastic job by the way, he's so unhinged and portrays the "clown" part of his character perfectly). So, I come back to the game after seeing some animatics on it and wanting to know what I missed and immediately Shadow Milk stood out to me. I am a sucker for jester themed designs, and the abundance of eyes in his hair and just his vibes in general immediately let me know that he would be on track to becoming my new favourite character for a while (I know, it's basic and very new-gen, but trust me he isn't the only one I like a lot, Affogato cookie, Cotton Cookie, Black Rasin cookie, and Black Pearl Cookie were my OG favourites). So since I've only heard his english voice before I decided during my "skip the story to watch later and get rewards to Gacha" to listen in on a bit of the story to hear Shadow Milk's voice just so I know if I've gotten him in the gacha. And so I listen to his JP voice and immediately became inspired. It felt really different to the delivery his English voice had, and it immediately gave me "main villain in a Final Fantasy game" vibes (I haven't played Final Fantasy 6 yet but he reminded me of Kefka since they're both...y'know...clowns...). This also strongly influenced the direction I wanted to go in if I ever wanted to draw Shadow Milk in my style. I approached drawing his face here a bit different to what I usually do, in that I drew the eyes first and then painted the base of the face behind them on a separate layer (by "paint" I mean I just screwed around with some blob shapes before I settle on something that felt anatomically right). Drawing in the rest of the features and the hair was pretty easy enough, I even added in some little clown cheeks because I thought it would fit him, though it was kinda hard getting the white Eye to look right with the way I drew the rest of his face. I added some subtle eye makeup to make him look more dramatic and used a very bright blue for the shading since I thought it fit. The real hell started when I had to render the clown collar....Oh my fucking god I don't know how people do it so easily. I had to look up other people's fanart to try and get even the slightest idea on how I was supposed to even start with it since it's a weird as fuck shape. I eventually made a layer for the "cap" of the neck piece and just drew in the cloth underneath it to give the illusion that it's a full piece of clothing (I need to study clown clothing jesus christ), so uh... try not to look at his collar to closely the rendering on it is so scuffed....I do think I kinda cooked with his soul jam though, rendering gemstones is fun :D ! I also really like how the smaller bits of clothing turned out, I tried out rendering with the dry gouache brush in Clip Studio and it gave the material this nice velvety look with the highlights that I love omg. I really like Shadow Milk as a character too even outside his design. I know I said that I know basically nothing from the BTS event onwards, but from what I've gathered from fanart and discussions, he fascinates me. I love trickster villain type characters and his relationship with Pure Vanilla cookie is also incredibly interesting. I don't enjoy the ship because I think it's "super cute and romantic omg" but I mainly just wanna put them in a room together and see what happens in a controlled lab experiment (again, I really gotta read the story to actually know more of what happens between them but I don't know if I should finish Crisipia first or not).

Next up is Eternal Sugar Cookie, who I drew second and also because her design caught my eye when getting back into the game. I think the newest update is actually really neat, and I love the references to the "Garden of Earthly Delights" as someone who enjoys art history (I still don't know much about art history though lol). I also think the little devil wings and tail hiding in her design also intrigued me as well, as if you know me from my time in the Touhou fandom you'd know that I am a big fan of characters who have good intentions to protect and keep people happy but...maybe go just a tad bit too far in their methods (what I'm saying is she kinda gives me Keiki vibes in terms of her motivations, I still gotta read the story to get more insight but still). I also had a pretty clear direction that I wanted to go with her, that being someone so beautiful that they just seem... really really off. That's kinda the vibe I'm getting from episodes 9 and 10 of Beast Yeast without reading the story as well. For her portrait I gave her them big Ol' shoujo manga eyes with a bunch of sparkles, looking at ball jointed dolls for reference since I thought it would kinda lean her towards the uncanny valley a bit. Her naturally kinda long and weird eye lashes also helped out a ton with this, and I also gave her those funky heart eyebrows that were inspired by those weird heart eyebrows in Gacha Life because I thought those fit (yes I have played it for character design ideas. I also really liked rendering her soul jam, gemstones are so fun to render. I also gave her little elf ears which, admittedly I do wish I could have given Shadow Milk but that's just gonna be something I choose whether or not I wanna add when I draw him later down the line. I just thought they kinda fit Eternal Sugar cookie a lot. WAIT FUCK I AM REALIZING JUST NOW I FORGOT HER LITTLE HALO AHOGE FUCKING HELL- ok sorry I was reminded of it and got distracted, that's also something I need to add when and if I draw her more later on (much like Keiki, Eternal Sugar Cookie also has a small design element that I am most likely gonna keep fucking forgetting woohoo...). I also ran into a struggle with Eternal Sugar Cookie, that being her hair... I don't have too too much experience rendering drill curls like that, so I just kinda winged it (hehehehheheheh) while l looked at a few references online. In the end, I kinda ended up splitting them so it's kinda like slightly looser curls, and they ended up kinda having a similar shape language to wings oddly enough (I think I'm seeing things) so I'm happy with how that turned out. I didn't do too much in terms of clothes, again these are mainly bust up portraits and I wanted to focus on getting some of their vibes across with their faces so I'll focus on clothing when I draw full body versions of them.

And now for Pure Vanilla cookie, who was actually my favourite long before his Beast Yeast episodes. While I do like his English voice actor (he's voiced by the same guy that plays Sasuke, Ben 10, and Mumble from the licensed tie in video game Happy Feet 2 which I played on the DS) I ultimately prefer his Japanese voice...IDK there's just something slightly more natural about his JP voice actor's delivery to me, it's hard to explain. I kinda took both voices into account when doing his drawing because I do think they both have good qualities to them. I took a lot of inspiration from Greek Statues for his more realistic face since it just...felt right. I kinda struggled with making his white eyelashes read correctly and even be visible at all, but I am super happy with the way his lips turned out. I tried out a more painterly style of rendering for this piece as well, keeping a lot of my rendering on the same layer as my base and only merging pieces like the irises and eyebrows when I feel like i have developed them individually enough. For the rendering, I tried out using the pencil brush to make it feel more sketchy in some parts, though I do think I could have gone a bit harder with the values on it. I do like what it adds though, the lip and nose highlights turned out really well. With the hair, I deviated from his design a bit and made it a bit wavier/messy. It fit more with the image I had in my mind and I wanted to try it. I liked it enough to where I literally copy and pasted it to the more simplified version I had of him and just added some more rendering to that as well lol (I did NOT feel like doing realistic hair rendering for light blonde hair that day). Speaking of I'll talk about that next. It's a bit more in my wheelhouse to do more stylized faces in my art and that's because it just appeals to me more visually. I was really tired when doing that version as well, but I kinda mourn the loss of some of the softness of the more realistic version of his face. I do like the rendering I did with the dry brush though. It has a neat spray-painted kind of look to it and I like it a lot. I do wanna keep exploring more semi-realistic styles though, I love the look it has as well and it'll help me simplify faces better since I literally used the realistic face as a base for the stylized face (you can tell I was sleep drawing the PV drawings lol). Also, I know that you technically have more freedom to make the cookie's skin tones whatever colour you want, but I personally prefer sticking to their OG design's colours. I don't have much experience rendering darker skin tones and I commend the game for being so diverse with the skin colours when so many other gacha games stick to the same shades of blinding paper white all the time (looking at you Genshin). I do wish to try drawing non-Eurocentric features a bit more as well, this game is a great catalyst for helping me get out of my comfort zone since it actually has men in it (and I almost never drew men before, these are the consequences of exclusively drawing Touhou Project fanart digitally lol) and characters with a variety of different skin tones. I was really eepy when drawing PV so I just... didn't wanna draw his outfit... I've had struggles with it before and I have an entire Pinterest board of ideas which I have never really done before for fan designs of a character. I also just wanted to focus on skin rendering as well and experimenting with that so don't mind it lol.

Overall, I'm happy with how these little doodles turned out. I do intend on drawing more Cookie Run fanart in the future because I have gotten waaay to into this game now and looking at the lore page on the wiki has been fun. The saddest thing is....out of the three I drew here.... I only have Pure Vanilla and his ancient awakened form.... Shadow Milk and Eternal Sugar Cookie still haven't come home.... I have Burning Spice and Mystic Flour cookie though as well as the rest of the ancients to that's good (I am a VERY stubborn F2P gacha game player, I refuse to spend money on a phone game I can easily delete and lose all progress on). UPDATE: I have both Eternal Sugar Cookie and Shadow Milk now, I finally got Shadow Milk at the 300 pull gift on the fate banner and Eternal Sugar cookie with her soulstones from the Warden of The Heart event yipeeee~

Also, to the people who know me from the Touhou fandom, please don't mind the Cookie Run obsession, if I feel like continuing my Inscryption AU series and feel like drawing fanart again I will.... though I do have a little crossover ship cooking up between the two series' right now....

[nhlmcfilthy]

Everything we haven't said yet

I have no idea where this came from, but I certainly have *Feeeeeelings* There's definitely a part two, I just haven't gotten there. Will take any and all suggestions though.

Summary: A night in with roommate Arber Xhekaj is full of sexual tension and things heat up when your boyfriend Kaiden Guhle gets home

Word count: 4.5K (this got super long...whoops)

CW: basically just pure filth in the second half. Unprotected sex but it’s safe & consensual. Maybe infidelity if you squint

Pairing: Female reader/Kaiden Guhle/Arber Xhekaj

So, you've been with Kaiden Guhle for years, coming up in the WHL. The two of you are a unit - solid in your relationship, but lately things have been feeling stale. Maybe it's that he's in the NHL and you're in school and you're not making as much time for each other, or maybe things have just become monotonous. You've discussed this a bit, treading lightly, and you both agree you want to shake/spice things up, but you're not sure what. Maybe in the off season you'll get a better chance. Enter Arber Xhekaj. You literally run into him one day while you're on your phone heading to meet Kaiden. You mutter something about him being a tree of a man. He looks at you weird and you're kind of taken aback by his face. Unconventionally handsome, he automatically draws you in.

Kaiden appears behind him and smiles "great, you've met." He explains that Arber is going to be living with you for a bit since he's not sure if he's staying up in the NHL or not. You and Arber end up spending time together in the mornings as Kaiden is an early riser and you and Arber are NOT. You make coffee for each other depending on who is up first. Unlike his play on the ice, he's actually really sweet in person. You're both also nighthawks and you like the same tv shows and movies so Kaiden will sometimes head to bed early and the two of you will stay up talking.

Kaiden is happy that the two of you are getting along, and the three of you often hang out together. You go out for dinner as a group or all go grocery shopping. Arber is really respectful of your relationship with Kaiden, giving the two of you space when you want to have a date night, but he is also just a very affectionate guy, touches your back when he opens a door, curls up on the couch and lets you put your legs up on his lap.

It's been nice having him around, kinda taking the stress off of thinking about your relationship. One night Arber comes home and he's all cut up. Got into a nasty fight. Kaiden has family in town and he's out late with them. You had to study tonight so you bailed on dinner with them. You take one look at Arber and go to the freezer, take out an ice pack and get a tea towel to wrap it up in, leaving it on the counter for him. You head to the bathroom to get the first aid kit, make the coffee (putting just cream in because you know that's how he likes it). He's sitting at the kitchen table, hands ready, and you clean and bandage all his cuts. All of this is done wordlessly, just the hum of the fridge running in the background.

You used to do this all the time for Kaiden when he was in the WHL. He got in way more scraps then. You'd always finish with taking his hands and giving them a kiss, and as you bring Arber's hands down from you mouth, you realized what you've just done. The both of you stare at each other for seconds that feel like hours. He swallows hard and sticks out his chin, a challenging look on his face. "You gonna do that to this one too?" he asks, finally letting go of your hands and bringing one up to his cheek. You match his glare and lean over the table and kiss his cheek lightly over a bruised cut at the top of his cheekbone. He breathes in sharply, you don't know if it's from the kiss, or the buise, or both.

You both sit there, silently staring at your coffee. You finally look up at him, searching, looking for the next move. Who's going to speak first. "What?" he says, grinning sheepishly, like he didn't just ask you to kiss him. "Your face" you say, not sure why, not sure about where this is going. Not sure you want it to be going anywhere. "What about it" he asks, sort of bashfully, looking down. "It's nice” you say, at a loss for words. Really just saying exactly what you're thinking. This moment feels awkward, but honest. He blushes, actually blushes, and sips his coffee. His giant hands pretty much wrap around the whole mug. You can't believe this big bully is just sitting there, blushing like a child.

This is nothing new to you though, this dichotomy. Kaiden plays a really smart, understated game. He's so even keel in real life, but in the bedroom, and if he needs to on the ice, he's a dominating presence. He's aggressive and punishing and intense and you love it. When you see him fight, it gets you so hot and he knows it and always comes home ready to go.

He leaves bruises and bitemarks and you've had to come up with some creative ways to cover up over the years. Things are still passionate between the two of you, that's never a problem, but you both agree something has been missing. You've become complacent.

You've never thought about bringing someone else into your relationship, but Arber already feels like a part of it. An exciting part, something you've maybe been looking for.

You and Arber both start to speak at once and do the "no, you first" dance and eventually you both laugh and some of the tension dissipates. There's still a low level current running, but the surface is calm. "TV?" you suggest, and he nods, grabbing his coffee mug and holding his ice pack to his face. "Whatever you want" he says, and you throw on The Office, which you've both seen a hundred times and feels safe. You grab your coffee mug and make a few trips, dragging your books over to the couch, and make a nest of blankets and pillows. He sits down on the other end of the couch and waits for you to put your legs up on his lap, as usual. The moment heightens again but you put your feet up. He lays an arm across them, hand falling over the top of your ankle. God, his hands are so big.

The both of you settle in and the show lulls you into its story, even though you're still copying notes and Arber is on his phone. About halfway into the first episode, you realize that his thumb is drawing circles over the bony lump on the inside of your ankle and you wonder if he's always done that, or if this is new. Are you only noticing it now because of what happened earlier?

The episode ends and the next one starts. You put your notes away and shuffle around to get comfortable lying down. You move your feet on Arber's lap and he inhales sharply through his teeth and grips your ankle tightly and you go to look over at him questioningly until you realize that your foot has rubbed up against his dick. His boner to be precise. You freeze and he adjusts his position, letting go of your ankle, and you whisper "sorry" at him and he responds with "it's okay" and it's so deep and husky and he coughs and clears his throat and neither of you can look each other in the eye. You both intensely focus on the tv until your heart rate levels and he puts his hand back on your foot, this time lightly massaging inside the arch. God, his hands are good. You wonder what else they'd be good at.

You start to feel guilty sitting there, curled up on the couch with your partner's closest friend and teammate (who's sporting a rock hard dick) running his thumb up and down the arch of your foot, and you're definitely turned on.

You realize you've been feeling these vibes from Arber for a while. Every time you spend time together it's a balance of complete comfort and safety, and also a dangerous edge of attraction. You still call him tree-man from your first interaction and he calls you weird girl, but it's affectionate. You speak about books and things you've read online that Kaiden would never be interested in. He's opened up a whole other side of your personality that no one in hockey would be interested in. He's surprisingly cultured.

You need Kaiden to come home soon or you feel like you'll just be riding this tension forever. The next episode starts and neither of you makes a move to stop it.

Finally about halfway through the next episode, Kaiden come in the door and you both visibly relax. Your shoulders lower and Arber rocks his head back and forth, stretching his neck. Kaiden asks you for some help with the leftovers he's brought home from the restaurant and you get up (raising your feet off Arber's lap with little contact and absolutely no eye contact) and walk over peeking in the boxes "any dessert?" you ask. "Of course baby, there's a cheesecake in there for you." "mmm my favourite" you reply and wait for him to throw his backpack down and put your arms around his neck. He comes in for a quick kiss, but you pull him back in and deepen it. You need something, anything to ease this tension. He makes a surprised sound in his throat as you suck on his bottom lip (which you know drives him crazy) and he puts his arms around your lower back and pulls you in tighter.

It's not weird, per se, for you to make out in front of Arber, but this feels charged. After a quick but heated kiss, Kaiden trails down your neck and bites lightly and you open your eyes and see Arber staring at you. You maintain eye contact as Kaiden hits a sweet spot right above your collarbone and you cry out and Arber swallows and his jaw tenses. He coughs lightly and Kaiden looks up. "Oh sorry buddy, didn't see you there" he says, oblivious to what is occurring between the two of you. "All good bud, I'm just heading out to meet Slaf for a bit, catch you later" you notice he's adjusted himself again as he stands up. He walks away and you stare at his back. You are pretty sure he's aware of your gaze, but you can't stop watching as he walks away. He doesn't look back as he grabs his keys and jacket on his way out.

The door closes and you drag your gaze back to Kaiden, who has taken out a spoon for the cheesecake and has helped himself to a bit. "Hey, that's mine!" you say as you try to grab the spoon before he puts it in his mouth, but he is far too tall for this to be anything more than a failed attempt. You do manage to grab his arm so he half misses his mouth and smears his cheek with cheesecake. "Hah" you say "that's what you get for trying to steal my cheesecake" and you smile. "oh yeah? What are you gonna do about it?" he asks, smiling cheekily and you reach up and pull his face down closer to yours and you drag your tongue up the side of his face, somewhat licking the cheesecake off him, but mostly smearing it further.

He locks eyes with you and your shudder as he says "you better clean that up" in a deep, authoritative voice. You tilt his head to a better angle and gently lick, removing all the cheesecake from his face, take the spoon from his hand and scoop a huge piece from the container into your mouth and moan in approval "mmm delicious" you say wiggling your eyebrows at him.

Kaiden moves in on you and takes the spoon from your hand and lays it on the counter. He crowds you until he pushes you up against the island in the kitchen, arms on either side of you. "You're feisty today. I didn't even get in a fight." You laugh, knowing you'll have to tell him about the tension with Arber but wanting to pick the right moment. Right now, you don't think you could form more words than "want" and "need." Kaiden leans in and his lips graze the shell of your ear. "I don't know what's gotten you all worked up baby, but I can take care of it" he says, biting down your neck again. You just groan and say "please."

"What do you need, baby?" he asks, his hands sliding up your sides and under your sweater. He finds your breasts and this thumbs skim over your nipples over your bra. You let out a whimper and he repeats himself "tell me what you need, baby." You swallow hard and look up into his eyes. "You. I...I need you." He pulls your sweater over your head, leaving you in your bra in the middle of the kitchen. "How do you want me" he asks. You gaze into his eyes, he's so intense during sex, and you love how you completely lose control under him.

You're a pretty competent woman on your own, and your relationship is pretty balanced but in the bedroom you lose all control. He takes over. You tell him what you want and he does it. "Hard and fast" you say, losing yourself in this intense eye contact. He nods and grabs the back of your thighs as you put your arms around his neck and he lifts you onto the counter.

You go to wrap your legs around his waist, but he pulls your legs open and says "patience baby." You let out a sigh on a moan and let go of his neck, bracing your arms behind you and spreading your legs. He leans in and whispers "let's get rid of these now" and a needy moan escapes you. You lift your hips up and he peels off your leggings, still not breaking eye contact. He runs a hand up your leg, and when he gets to your panties, he stops and looks down. "Jesus, baby, you're soaked already" and you just nod and say "need you."

He rubs you through the wet fabric and a throaty moan escapes your lips with his name. "Let’s take care of this for you" he says, kissing down your neck. He moves your hand to your underwear and says "play with yourself while I get undressed. I want to watch you" and your face heats up. You love being watched by him.

His gaze burns into you as he unbuttons his top, pulls it out of his pants, and unbuckles his belt. You slip your hand into your panties and groan at the wetness down there. You've been wet for hours, since you discovered Arber's hard-on, and you can't wait to finally get a release. You take a few deep breaths as Kaiden sheds his pants and walks towards you, boxers starting to tent in the front. You go to wrap your legs around him again, but he still pushes them apart. "No baby, I want to taste you" and he slides his hands down your sides and you lower to your elbows. He peels off your panties and tosses them behind him. He breathes deep as he takes you in, spread before him.

"Kaiden, please" you moan. You feel like you've been turned on for hours and don't know how much longer you can last. He moves his face between your legs and his breath on your centre makes you shiver. He kisses the outside of your thighs and you squirm needing action. A long, high pitched moan comes out of your mouth. He laughs and his breath tickles your pussy and before he can react, he dives in. Tongue in your folds fingers spreading you apart, no hesitation. "Yesss" you exhale, finally getting what you crave. "Mmmm baby you taste so good" he moans into you and you arch into it, feeling a bit of relief. He expertly navigates you, like a car he's read the manual for in detail. This is where the strength of your relationship lies. You know each other so well, there's not need for direction.

Maybe what you're looking for is the surprise. Every time Arber reacted to you today was new and exciting. How different his hands felt than Kaiden's. How his face was a bit scratchier than Kaiden's because of the stubble. The thrill you felt when you accidentally brushed up against him when he was hard on the couch, how tightly he gripped your ankle. All of it new and exciting. Maybe you could have that again.

You groan as Kaiden puts a finger inside you and twists it to the spot you both know is going to get you there fast. His tongue still teases your clit and you're really not going to last long. Your breath is coming in quick and you're mumbling incoherently, mostly just saying "Kaiden" and "baby" and "yes" and he hums in appreciation and curls his fingers in exactly the right place and the combination of the vibrations and him hitting the spot makes you yell out. It's almost guttural, you don't think you've ever moaned like that before. You've just been on such a low grade turn on all evening that this release feels spectacularly good. Kaiden kisses your thighs as you ride his fingers and come down.

He looks at you sort of quizzically. He's never heard you make that particular noise either. You take his face in your hands and just say "so good to me, baby" and you hold each other's gaze for the next few minutes.

He leans down to kiss you gently. It's restrained, you can tell. He wants more, but knows that this is your moment...for now. "Be right back" he says, a deep husk to his voice.

He's so understatedly strong. Lean, muscular. You watch him walk away, still half orgasm drunk, appreciating all the muscles on his back and legs. And of course, his ass. The material on his boxes is being pulled by his erection, and it perfectly highlights his round ass.

He comes back with a warm, wet face cloth to clean you up, kissing your legs while he does. You gather your clothes scattered in the kitchen and walk to the bedroom. You look over your shoulder and see him staring at you, dark promise behind his eyes. "You coming baby?" you ask. "I mean, I hope so, you already have" you giggle and he stalks towards you. You playfully run to the room and throw your clothes aside, only beating him there by seconds.

He grabs you from behind and pulls you into him, one hand over your stomach and the other sliding up to your neck. "Mmmm" he moans into your ear "so naughty tonight, getting eaten out right there in the kitchen." You feel so relaxed now, one orgasm in, and you press yourself back against him. "What are you gonna do about it? you ask, slowly grinding your ass against him. "I think" he says, grabbing your hips and pushing you towards the bed. "I’m going to take you from behind." He slides an arm up your back and shoves you down.

You go, willingly, crawling onto the bed, and you feel him follow behind you. You feel all charged up again, ready for round two.

"God, you're so hot like this" he says, running a hand up your back, the other one grabs your ass and slides a thumb between your two, round cheeks. You arch your back and lean into him, already over this teasing and just wanting to go again. "Mmm so needy for me, aren't you baby." You feel his hand leave your ass and you wait for the slap you know is coming. It connects with a hard CLAP and you moan, pressing further back. "So fucking naughty baby. God you love it, don't you" he says running his hand over the stinging surface, but you know another one is coming.

He connects again, harder this time, and you grip the sheets as the sting wears down. This time he brings his mouth up to soothe you. His hot tongue, tracing the round of your ass. Soft, warm comfort.

"Kaiden, baby, please" you cry. You're already soaking again. You're feeling insatiable tonight, but you know he'll take care of you.

"What do you want, baby? Tell me how you want it."

"Like this" you say "hard, fast, make me cum like this" you say, feeling him move around.

You stopped using condoms a while ago. You're on birth control and you had both been tested. You trust each other. The first night Kaiden came inside you, it was intense. He came so fast and so hard and just stared at your pussy afterwards - watching his release leak out from you.

He surprises you by pushing your legs further apart and you groan as he runs a finger along your folds, pouring himself over your body. "So wet again, did I not satisfy you the first time?" he asks and you can hear his grin. He knows full well how loud you moaned as you came on the kitchen island. "So good, baby, want more." He circles your clit lightly and you feel yourself light up. You tense all over and he runs a hand down your back "Shhh, baby, I'm gonna make you feel so good" he says as he guides himself inside you.

He slides inside you slowly, but you know he won't be taking his time for much longer. He stops when he's fully inside you, pushing you forward so you feel his full length. His dick isn't particularly thick, it's just very long. Fills you up completely. As he pushes your hips forward, you moan, grabbing a pillow to bury your face in it.

"You ready baby? You said hard and fast, you still want it?" You nod into the pillow, but he doesn't move. "Tell me. Tell me you want it" he says, his grip tightening on your hips. You moan loudly. "Use our words" you can feel the restraint in his voice, he's ready to lose it and you can't wait anymore. "Yes, baby, fuck me, please. Hard. I'm" you swallow hard, anticipating what's to come "I'm ready." You barely finish saying it before he's fully pulled out of you and slamming back in.

Hard thrusts inside you bring out a guttural moan from your lips. "That's right, baby. You love it. You love it when I fuck you hard from behind, don't you. You love taking all this dick like a good little girl." Your eyes roll back. He knows how much you love being called a good girl. It used to embarrass you, but with Kaiden, you know he loves talking to you like this.

The room is silent, all you hear is your body, slapping against his. He thrusts inside a few more times, and then stops, buried deep and groans loudly. "Fuck' he drags the sound out. "So fucking tight." He leans over your back and bites your neck. "Is this what you needed baby? Is this what you want?" "Yes" you exhale deeply.

"God, you're so fucking hot like this, taking me so rough" he starts bucking into you again, somehow even harder than before, your whole body moving with the impact. He's still poured over you, but he's so tall, his body is so long, that he can still take you like this. It's like the two of you are connected, moving as one.

He raises himself up again, running a hand up your back and grabbing a handful of your hair. You arch back into it, letting him control, somehow finding a deeper angle. "Kaiden" you moan.

He's found a hard, punishing rhythm now, and you lean into it, backing into him as hard as he's giving it to you. He groans with a few thrusts, appreciating your effort.

He lets go of your hair and your face falls back into the pillow. You can feel him losing his grip of control. He's not going to last much longer.

His angle adjusts again and then you feel his palm connect with your backside again. Not as hard as before, he can't get that great an angle like this, but it still stings. You cry out "yes, Kaiden, yes, just like that."

"You close baby?" he asks, barely disguising how close he's getting. His voice is deep and rough, and you can hear his breathing speeding up. "Yes, please, touch me" you say, breathlessly and his fingers find your clit immediately.

Somehow his touch is soft, even though he's pounding into you. He strokes softly, if not incredibly accurately, but this is like a game of Russian roulette. You never know when he's going to hit the spot that's like fireworks inside you. He's come close a few times and you're clenching so hard around him, you feel his grip on your hip tighten as he hits the spot at the right time and you feel a snap inside.

He groans as you grip him tightly and you can feel him start to release inside you, quick uncontrolled thrusts as he cries out your name, still stroking you through orgasm. The two of you wind together, slowing your pace, taking and giving everything you have. He pours himself over you, breathing heavily in your ear.

"Sorry, I'll move in a second" he says between breaths. "S'ok, I like it" you say, relishing in his weight on top of you. He does eventually move, bringing you another warm cloth to clean up, and takes care of himself too.

The two of you go through the motions of getting ready for bed. He pulls you close under the covers and you fall asleep pressed up against his chest, his heartbeat a calming rhythm.

Your eyes suddenly open and it's pitch dark. You're not sure what's woken you up until you hear the front door close. Arber is home.

You have this strange urge to go out there and see him. Touch his face, run your hands over his chest. Kiss him. And do what then? You meant to talk to Kaiden about it, after, but he really wore you out tonight, and you were pretty exhausted from all the tension.

You lie in bed, listening to Arber move around, open the fridge, he's probably going through your leftovers now. You smile, just knowing he's there. Safe. With you and Kaiden. You fall back asleep and dream about him coming into the room and falling asleep with you and Kaiden. The three of you. Part two coming..?

[fandomonetwo]

puppy love and flowers — remus lupin

▸summary: he's absolutely sure he loves you. he's absolutely sure you love him. flowers aren't given to just anybody.

▸characters: remus lupin x f! reader, lil snippets of james and sirius and peter

▸tw: hay fever, small sadness moment

▸a/n: consider this my apology for the previous angst post. also, look at the guy. he's a smol bean

REMUS LUPIN WAS a sucker for a good bouquet. He'd always want to give them to you, yet he could never find the moment. There'd always be something that would stop him.

Today was one of the days where his plans were smudged.

It was a Hogsmeade day, so naturally, he with his posse decided to head into the town to scope out bouquets. There was one he'd seen little bit ago that he was fidgeting to buy. It was a beautiful set of red and white roses with baby's breath surrounding them. They were your favourite flowers.

Sirius Black had never felt so depressed than when he had watched his friends realise that the 'sold out' sign was for the bouquet he wanted to get for you. He felt so out of place when Remus looked like he had just been deprived of his natural resource of chocolate.

"Why not just get her different flowers?" the Black boy asked, awkwardness coating his very body in a tense feeling.

Remus sighed. "But those were for her. They were like, specifically crafted just so that she could have them. And now they're gone. And I still haven't gotten her flowers!"

James sympathised more with Remus that Sirius could. James often got flower for Lily from this very shop. Albeit, she always threw them out when she got them, but it was the thought that counted. Peter didn't say anything. He was too busy drawing stars in the snow.

The bespectacled boy put his hand on Remus' shoulder, noticing his friend's eyes welling with tears. "It's alright, mate. There's always tomorrow. And the next day. And the next day."

"But I wanted to get her those today."

There was something so frustrating about not getting something done on the day you planned. You'd feel so incomplete in your tasks, and he'd never get to sleep tonight. Well, he might drift off if he cried long enough.

The walk back to the dorms was long and awkward and tense and depressing. There were so many emotions. Remus has just been thwarted yet again in his attempts to woo you. Peter was plucking the snow off of his mittens one by one.

"Damn, mate, you are so in deep," Sirius teased, trying to lighten the mood. "I mean, I've heard of puppy love, but this just takes the cake."

"Is that supposed to be a pun?" Remus muttered. It was kinda funny.

"I suppose so."

They had only gotten to the dorm when they heard the girls. They were laughing. No, hang on. They were shrieking. And... sneezing?

The four boys entered the common room to find Lily and Marlene holding onto furniture for dear life, their faces as red as their ties. Marlene tried to heave in a breath and little was wiping her face.

And then you sneezed. They erupted into laughter again.

"What on earth is going on?" James asked, confusion filling his bloodstream. The girls couldn't find the words, too busy giggling, so you decided to speak.

"I bought flowers for Remus," you started, your nose stuffed, "and I have just found out that I am, in fact, deathly allergic to flowers."

You sneezed again. The girls didn't completely fall apart, but they still chuckled.

Remus looked at you with those big eyes of his. "You got me flowers?"

"Yeah," you said sheepishly. "I though it'd be a nice surprise, but now I'm covered in snot, my nose and throat hurts, my head kinda aches, and my eyes are red."

You sneezed, and Remus started laughing. He rested his head on your shoulder, despite your protests.

"How did you never realise you had a tendency to get hay fever?" Sirius asked, trying to stifle his own chuckles.

"I don't know. It doesn't get this bad at home. The flowers there are small, and here, I don't go out much in the spring. It's too warm. Plus, it's not like I get up close and personal with flowers now, do I?"

"Yeah, but still. It's hay fever, it's a pretty common thing."

"Like I said," you sneezed again, away from Remus' face, "there just wasn't enough for me to notice." You paused for a second. "I always wondered why I got the sniffles in the springtime. I thought it was just spring colds."

James grinned. "Well, now you know."

You sneezed twice more, Remus brushing the hair out of your sweaty face.

"I think we need to rescue you from your natural foe." He guided you by the hand outside of the common room, and he stole a glance back at the flowers you had bought for him, his heart swelling.

Red and white roses surrounded with baby's breath.

[yuri-is-online]

Hello a TDB fan here

I have been playing the game for a week and Rui is soo fine. If it's fine with you can you write something about MC and him kissing through sheer cloth. I had seen this scene in one of the chapters of freaking romance (webtoon) and that's all I can think about after knowing Rui's curse.

notes: they/them used for MC, extremely angsty and pining, heavily inspired by his Ephemeral Bouquet card (because you can't give a man who can't touch a skill called Envisioned Future and not expect me to play with it) More Tokyo Debunker content can be found on my masterlist here (x)

I altered the request slightly? As I was thinking about the specifics of Rui's curse and his bride card a bit too much and the concept of him longing to get married sort of took over, apologies (シ_ _)シ

There are small porous holes in tulle. It's meant to make the fabric breathable. See through. Ideal for a bridal veil, which is not what you are wearing but the thought has wormed it's way into his brain now. Rui can't unsee it.

The low light shines in the sages ring, a blonde hair falls out of place and your hand moves towards your own temple. You smile; he remembers what it feels like to touch someone. He thinks there was a weight to it, a shift. Was there warmth? There wasn't a taste, or has it been so long that he's forgotten?

"You may now seal this union with a kiss." His bare skin moves through the tulle, eyes closed as his smile grows with eagerness to feel- nothing. There was a person in his arms, but his eyes open to shimmering dust. All that is left of you in his grasp is sand, but the damned veil remains. He knows what he did to deserve this, but still-

"Rui?" The glass Rui's holding slips from his fingers as he laughs, sheepishly he tells himself. Just a little of his boyish whimsy and not aching relief at seeing you still alive. "Are you sure you don't need any help?" You don't move too close, just to the opposite side of the bar. Your costume has gloves too, white would be such a nice color on you but Romi put you in grey. The same color as his hair.

"Whoops, sorry 'bout that (name)!" He snatches up the broom before you can go for it and sweeps up the shards of glass. "I didn't scare you or anything did I?"

"No I'm ok." You draw yourself up a little taller. The veil makes it a bit hard to see him, but you think there's something just a bit off with Rui. More so than usual. "Are you sure there isn't anything I can do to help? Professor Moby-"

"Nope~ I've got this on lock promise!" He sure does, the task is practically already complete but it's not really what you were asking about. "Sides you can't just let that guy push off all his work onto you! You're still a student just like everyone else there's got to be something you want to do at the fair." Rui's back to smiles and laughter. If you hadn't been paying attention you never would have noticed there was a slight dip in his mood.

Hook. "Maybe." You noticed though. Line. "I haven't gotten much of a chance to look around it just yet."

Sinker. "Well that just won't do!" Rui always seems so... happy at the thought of spending time with you. It makes your heart ache. "Just give me a second to lock up the bar and I'll take you around! We can make it a date!"

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"Wow what a unique choice for prizes!" Rui says cheerfully as you politely examine the masks this Hotarubi student has displayed at her booth. He had been talking himself up just a second ago about how he could win you a nice stuffed animal but finding a booth with only a few people around it had proved difficult. "Did you make these yourself?"

"Thank you." The girl bows respectfully and gestures towards the targets behind her with a set of darts. "Care to test your skill?" Rui winks at you.

"Can we have two sets?" Might as well have some fun and help the poor girl's numbers out.

"Of course." She sets the darts down on the counter and settles back into her chair.

"Aww don't you have faith in me?" Rui smoulders just the bit, but you think he's having fun. "I'll have you know I'm pretty good at this."

"You'd better be Mr. Bar Tender." You wink and his facade breaks just the bit. "But I'm not that bad myself."

Rui barely hears the rest of what you say, something about a bet. Something about how if you win then he has to do anything you say. He probably shouldn't agree so quickly, but he wants to be normal. Wants to pretend that this is a normal date, that you would have noticed him if he had flirted with you. That he still would have had enough confidence not to wiff every shot. Not that he feels shame for losing to you, the sting comes from not being able to-

"Do you see a mask you like?" Your smug voice is so cute, he wishes the prizes were too.

"Ahaha not really?" Now that he's staring them down, it feels like he's being mocked. Doesnt he wear enough of these already? "You're the winner here! Shouldn't you pick out which one you think suits me best?"

"Then I wouldn't pick any of them." You snort, but pick one anyway. You twirl it around in your hands and hold it up against your face. "How about this one? Sort of looks like me don't you think?" He doesn't. The mask has none of your features, it is lifeless and hollow. You lift the mask up to his face and gently tap his lips. He closes his eyes to play into it because that's what this is right? A joke?

So why is there a face behind the mask?

Nakedness would be less intimate than this, there would be room for him to lie and bluster if he didn't have his clothes. You taste like clay, he can feel the push and pull of your lips against the barrier. Rui gasps against it, opens his mouth and presses himself closer. His hands grip the lapels of his jacket, you are so so warm and alive. Your gasp for air is muffled and Rui pauses out of instinct against the mask.

"Please." He doesn't know what he's asking for. He doesn't want you to stay, this was such a risky move he's almost angry at you for it. He wishes, he wants for something he cannot have. You feel Rui smile, his kiss is gentle against the mask and finally you think you get him to say something just closing in on being real. "I hope you live forever."

The polite cough of the girl running the stand interrupts whatever you had wanted to say in response.

[michilinstar]

hello is it OK if you can make a fic where the reader manages to finish up nulla's house thank you!

-🌌 anon

My goodness! Hello! Hello! I'm glad that we’re doing the emoji nicknames! I'm planning on posting a list of taken emojis soon if I get enough people to join in. Anyways, I love this ask! When I wanted to first post something, I had trouble even coming up with something to write with. I'm happy to be getting asked, as it's essentially everyone pooling their brainpower together! Small announcement also, I am starting a To Be Hero X fic to all those fans out there, it's basically a Ghost! Nice x Linling may take some time, though. Grateful for this ask! It makes it easier on me since I'm not writing for multiple characters. Thank you again 🌌 Anon!

Reader fixes Nulla's Domain:

Let's be honest, you have absolutely no power to change Nulla's domain from inside the game. But what you can do is fix it from the outside of the game, you have the ability to mess around with the coding (even if Nulla ate like half of it). You took the images of Nulla's domain and started to draw and tweak out some small things. Your art style is different from the rest of the game, but I'm sure Nulla would enjoy the new look nonetheless. Meanwhile, with Nulla, he's confused about why you haven't opened the game yet, he terribly misses you, and needs to execute the next part of the plan. He was bored sitting at his dining table doing father knows what, when he blinked once and his domain started changing all around him! One by one, each room starts looking completely different from the rest of the other domains. Now he has well, color! No more painstakingly white walls and scratchy edges, everything looks much cleaner. When you were done implementing the new backgrounds for the game, you decided to open it up to test if the new images were working correctly. That's when Nulla got notified that you had opened the game and instantly rushed to go find you. “Mi amor, did you do this?” He asked you hastily. You told him that it was, in fact, you who did it, explaining that all you did was mess with the game code. You just couldn’t leave him in such a dull space for this long, so why not a change of environment? For each room, you tried to implement Nulla's favorite things, such as those yellow flowers he loves so dearly; you put them as decoration in every room. And for his signature red suit, you painted a couple of rooms red and the rest a soothing lighter color that pairs well. He was overjoyed when you thought of him enough to want to go out of your way to do this for him. He decided to explore the very same domain he had known since his creation, but everything is now entirely new to him. It reminds him of when he had first appeared in this world and similarly acted this way in the domain. Over time, he just got sick of it. No personality, it just looked like Septem's domain, which he disliked very much. Now it's full of every variety of color he can think of, perfectly mashed together into the ideal home he wished he had gotten. He's grateful for your effort and embraces “you,” which he wishes it was the actual you so he could shower you with all the love he feels for you.

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[xoxoamyas]

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rating : fluff/comfort, pet names used on reader [ darling, love, and doll ]

wilbur x gn!reader [ use of you/yours, no use of y/n ]

☆ . you've been overworking yourself, and wilbur has taken notice. he finally gets you to take that well-deserved and needed break. <3

note : i'm in a tiny bit of a writers block, so i decided to give something out of my depths a try [ i'm more experienced in angst ]. anyhow, i hope you enjoy it! any pointers at all are also appreciated, i love to hear them :]

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“Hello, darling.” You're greeted by that soft, mushy tone Wilbur uses whenever he's in a mood. His arms loosely wrapped around your shoulders from behind as you sat on a computer chair, having been working away at editing something for your own projects.

“You haven't left the office in some time.” Wilbur rested his chin along the top of your head, successful in getting you to finally relax back into the seat and effectively a fair amount back into him.

“Hardly call this an office.” You give a light huff, not needing to glance around the room to mentally know how barren it still was. You hadn't had time between keeping up with your own projects and paid-for products for others to decorate the barren room. At most, it had a beanbag in one of the corners and a singular photo of you and Wilbur from one of your dates. One photo, and you had so many ready to be printed. You just needed the time to actually do it.

“I know, love.” He's trying to be understanding, giving a soft sound between a hum and general acknowledgement.

The moment sits for a good moment, and it just feels nice. It makes your mind go blank, not worrying over whatever deadlines were approaching, almost completely forgetting about what projects could and couldn't wait.

Wilbur quietly says your name, drawing your attention and thoughts completely to him. A nice, fairly relaxing feeling washing over you. Realizing just how heavily stressing you had yourself for the past few days. He's quick to grasp your dominant hand into his when you go to reach for the mouse to your computer again.

“Take a break, please. A real break, love.” You can hear the concern lightly lacing into his tone. Wilbur moves a bit, instead to slightly kneel beside you, your hand still held in his yet in an easy grasp that you can pull away from. You wouldn't have pulled away no matter what.

“I just need to save the progress,” you try to explain, ignoring the wave of nervousness that hits. The realization you were about to put your much necessary work down to take a break. Something you convinced yourself you didn't need no matter how much you truly did.

You can practically feel Wilbur's eyes flicker over you, likely seeing through whatever calmness you were visibly projecting. He removes his hand from yours, replacing the touch by letting his hand cup around your shoulder. On his way to standing completely, he presses a kiss to your temple. Seeing the application close a moment later, showing the homescreen of a picture you took and held sentimental value to.

You take his hand in yours again when he offers it, standing and instantly moving in. Wrapping your arms around his torso, and yeah, you've missed this. Wilbur's arms move in an automatic manner, efficiently pulling you closer to him as you press your face into his shirt. Just breathing him in for a few seconds, basking in the warmth he had all the same.

It stays like that, the two of you in a much needed embrace that had you both melting against one another.

“Bed?” Wilbur is the first to break the peaceful silence. It's definitely a welcome break of the quiet. Realizing just how much you've missed hearing his voice, feeling the way his chest moved as he breathed, listening to the way his heart beat when you pressed your ear against his chest..

When you finally nod at his question, having gotten carried away with that last point, he surprises you by suddenly wrapping his hands along the back of your thighs. Taking that as your signal and slightly jumping up for him so he can pick you up easier. Legs slightly curled along the sides of his waist, your arms moving to wrap around his neck. He uses both of his hands to support your bottom, making sure you were both good before he made his way out of the office.

You just mostly rest your cheek on top of his shoulder, feeling almost like you could fall asleep. Though, from past experience, you knew your legs would hate you if you did that.

Wilbur has to remove one of his hands a couple of times for doors, but you're mostly supported the entire time. He taps the bedroom door shut with his foot before moving towards the bed. Pressing one knee into it before letting you go through your theatrics and dramatics. He chuckles fondly as you groan when your back hits the comfortable mattress. Proceeding to give a sound of complaint as you stretch your limbs out over and off the side of the bed. You think bones that weren't supposed to pop popped, but that would be an issue for future you.

“What are you doing?” You queried with pure curiosity, watching as Wilbur moved himself off of the bed. Continuing to lay there, content in taking up the entire space as if you were a cat.

“Can't exactly sleep in jeans, darling.” There's a hint of amusement as Wilbur speaks. Laughing the slightest bit when you give a soft and long “ooohh” in return. “Work on getting comfortable, doll.” He partially motions towards the sheets you were laying on top of.

Any other day, you'd make some witty comeback, maybe a suggestive comment on him changing in front of you. You just don't have the energy for it at the moment, though. Mentally committing the moment to memory so you can be a little extra next time to make up for lack-thereof this time.

By the time Wilbur's finally in some comfortable pyjama pants, which were Grinch themed, you were under the covers and practically almost lights out just laying there. You feel him crawl into the bed, giving a content hum and moving on your side to face him, instantly hinting at not wanting to spoon.

“Hi darling.” Wilbur had a small yet sweet smile on his face, pulling you close by wrapping his arms around your waist. Both of you let your legs intertwine and tangle together as much as possible. You wrap your arms around his torso once more, happy to be holding him as he holds you.

“Hi sweetheart.” You hum right back, watching as he can't hold back the smile tugging into a borderline grin. Always one to be happy over the reciprocation of pet names. You loved watching him get all happy and giggly over it.

“Okay, okay. Try and get some sleep, love.” Wilbur moves, pressing a kiss to your nose. Having fully expected a more proper kiss, you pout at him, promptly making kissy lips at him. It just gets him to let out a light yet amused laugh, finally moving and pressing a soft, loving, and fulfilling kiss to your lips.

When he pulls away, you tuck your head right under his chin. Relaxing and enjoying the warmth that was provided inside and out.

“Hey, Wil?” You make sure your voice is a soft whisper.

“Yeah?” Wilbur moved one of his hands to trace light patterns along your back using his fingers, the action soothing.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

[ahgasegotarmy116]

Would you be willing to do a Drabble where Jared runs into JTI! JK and YN out together where she is heavily pregnant and Jared is shook about it or something generic where JK is super protective of yn and the baby? If not, totally fine! Thanks! 💚

I love receiving drabble requests so send as many as you'd like hehe it might just take me a while to come back around to it.

Hope you enjoy~

(I wrote this in one sitting so please ignore any mistakes 😅)

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"I'm just gonna run to the bathroom honey okay?" Jungkook says and I nod but he of course is extremely worried about leaving me alone. 

"Are you sure? If you're not comfortable with it I can always wait until we get a table or walk you over to one" he offers but I shake my head. 

"No I'm okay, you go. The line is long so I want to keep our place" I say, noting the handful of people in front of us. "Okay, well if something happens just call me okay?" he says and I nod, smiling when he places a kiss on my forehead before leaving.

I let out a chuckle and shake my head, placing my hand on my belly when I feel the baby kicking. 

"Daddy will be back soon don't worry" I wonder if they noticed the lack of his voice being close by anymore. "You both are so dramatic" I chuckle and place my hand over the next spot I feel them, this time no doubt a fist from the placement.

"Y/n?" I hear my name said by a voice I hadn't heard for months which I am very happy about but somehow he always ends up finding me again, never taking the logical route of leaving me alone. 

I look up at him and sigh, "What is it Jared?" already tired of this interaction hoping it'll be over sooner rather than later. 

Knowing him though I'm sure he'll linger. 

"You look..."

"Pregnant?" I finish his sentence, running my hand along my not so subtle six month baby bump.

"Yeah but you look good, really good" he adds and I roll my eyes.

"Okay well, have a nice day then" I say, moving up in the line but he moves with me, him already having gotten his order but leaves it practically forgotten in his hands, unfortunately only focused on me.

"Did you and Jungko-?"

"I've been looking for you everywhere" Jungkook comes up from behind me, whispering in my ear and placing a kiss on my neck, snaking his hand around me and placing it on my stomach protectively.

"Well that answers that" Jared grumbles averting his eyes.

"Jared, always a displeasure" Jungkook says, drawing his attention back over to him.

"Jungkook" he nods his head showing the slightest bit of respect to maintain some sense of decorum.

"Anyways I just thought I'd say hello. I haven't seen you since Jayla was born last summer" he points out and I hum.

"You've said much more than hello so I would say our time is up" Jungkook says, practically dismissing him but Jared ignores him in favor of turning his attention back to me. 

"It's your birthday this month isn't it? Let me pay for your coffee. It's the least I could do" he continues, getting his wallet out.

"No, I'm sure I can afford getting my wife her order" Jungkook says, using the term to no doubt put Jared back in his place.

"Right...well Jayla's birthday is next month and-"

"We know" the both of us say in unison, cutting Jared off and he shuts his mouth, me now turning away and starting our order when we've finally gotten to the front of the line.

"Walk away" Jungkook says quietly so ask to not make a scene.

"But I was jus-"

"Leaving" Jungkook finishes his sentence, blocking his view of me and so Jared sighs and gives up.

"Whatever old man" he grumbles and turns away.

"Same unoriginal insult huh? Figures" Jungkook says and when Jared is about to continue the argument that Jungkook had started I pull Jungkook's attention back over to me, both of us now giving our backs to him before finishing our order and completely ignoring him when we go look for a table, standing in place and seething.

"Dude you're holding up the line" the guy a couple people behind him calls out making Jared jump and step to the side. 

Always a coward.

"Remind me to never leave you alone again" Jungkook sighs and sits across from me at the table we found, holding my hand in his, slightly worried and feeling a little guilty.

"It's fine Jungkook, Jared doesn't bother me" I shake my head and rub my thumb along the back of his hand. 

"I know, but it bothers me when I see you with him" he says in a slight pout making me coo.

"We're bound to run into him sometimes but I guess you'll just have to remember to go to the bathroom before we leave the house" I tease and he rolls his eyes.

"I didn't have to go then" he grumbles and I smile.

"You're more of a baby than this little one is" I place my hand on my belly and chuckle leaving him huffing, standing up moments later to get our order when they call out his name.

I sigh and watch him walk away. Am I checking him out? Yes, yes I am but it's more so that I feel so loved and so blessed to be able to call him my husband, the father of my child, the one that I love and when he comes back over I still have that dreamy look on my face making him chuckle.

"You're really excited about this cake huh?" he says and places it in front of me, glancing down at it once before looking back up at him. 

"No, just thinking about how thankful I am to have you in my life" I hum and he smiles, caressing my face for a second making me shiver, the feeling of the cold drinks having seeped into his skin a bit. 

"I love you Bunny" he says and rubs his thumb along my cheekbone. 

"I love you too" I say and nuzzle into his hand a bit before sitting back up and grabbing my fork, sticking it into my cake, breaking off a piece of it and popping it into my mouth.

"Not excited huh?" he chuckles and shakes his head, smiling and admiring the happy expression I have after just the first bite. 

"Just put that away and get back over here before I start eating yours too" I nod towards the tray he still has in his hand making him shake his head and smile, heading back over to the counter to give it back to the barista. 

It's the little things that make me fall in love with him over and over again.  

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So protective but ofc in a mature way.

Jared loses his bite a bit in this situation because they're out in public but he's also a little soft after seeing her pregnant. But still...ew

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Fierce x Silt would be an ABSOLUTE POWER COUPLE and you are welcome to ship them all you want (as always) but in cannon Fiercestripe would never, even for a moment, consider taking another mate. If Wildfirecry dies before her she will wait that shit out cause she's not single, her husband is just in starclan. I honestly think that even without Wildfirecry in the picture she's just too much of a caretaker/mom friend to ever be in a relationship with someone younger than her. Fiercestripe needs her mate to be the one person in her life that she is not worried about if that makes sense? She'll help find Silt a nice new boyfriend who is not 48 moons older than her and they can be crochety grandparents in the elder's den together.

No. <3

Thank you! And do not be sorry because YES! You're so right! She's seeing herself in the stars and so she doesn't look any farther into it but it's just an image she's projecting, not something someone is showing her. She also doesn't put any thought into the fact that in order to walk amongst the stars she would have to pass away so, she's literally seeing a future where she dies due to her own inflated self image and it just inflates her self image more. It's a self fulfilling prophecy and it makes me love her and her story so much!

It was not intentional as I haven't watched centaurworld, but upon listening to it I see what you mean! It definitely fits in with what I was trying to reference, which are those kinda ominous lullabies (hush a bye baby was the specific one that came to mind while drawing), but to be honest with you it's a relatively minor detail in the overall comic. What the character is saying is a lot less important than what the character is about to do so i didn't put a ton of thought into it.

Thank you! I am also shocked by how little time has passed in story like what do you mean we aren't even at two years yet? Eklutna wasn't even here for a moon? How is that possible?! I know that Moon 21 brought and is still bringing a LOT of people to the blog and I am so grateful for that! Loudclan gained like 200 followers over my break and that's AWESOME but also a little bit terrifying tbh. Don't worry I also got attached to Mothtree and I was like lying in bed thinking about the fact that she dies for like three whole months while I and everyone else drew cute art of her.

Thank you! I'm so happy to be at a point where I'm happy with my art and my process and that has a lot to do with all the support I've gotten from you guys! You're an awesome community who has encouraged my growth at every opportunity and I couldn't be luckier! All that said I hope you get to enjoy a minor version of the same process all over again as I get back in the routine of drawing cats again after my break lol.

I mean... they are kinda yellow... could that mean... PACKMAN IS THE BABYDADDY?!?!?!

I did really enjoy my break! I got to go to Greece and Germany with some of my best friends and then I came home and cracked down on school work (which wasn't necessarily fun, but feels good to be done with), and now I am rested and relaxed and ready to get back into it!

Thank you! I try to put a lot of thought into them! Things like that are generally the first thing that I envision when I'm formulating a comic page and then I build the rest of it around that original idea which I hope helps to make the pages more dynamic and less repetitive.

Thank you, I can't wait to finally drop Part 2! Only 5 more days!