#i need to make a full body art of this specific outfit

[fumiko-matsubara]

"That adorable smile of hers... you see that one right there? I swear that smile carries so much menacing energy, I'm scared of it. Just look at her! Laughing while Puey-kun is close to dying from embarrassment!"

My very specific headcanon that I want everyone to ingrain at the back of their heads is that Hinano treats Puey the same way she treats the whole Terasaka Gang, where she fondly puts them in pride-shattering embarrassing situations but they couldn't do anything about it at all because it's Hinano.

So they'd just accept their fate while stiffly trying to hold onto what bit of dignity they have left in them 😭

[king-dumbasz]

Hi🫶🏻🫶🏻 could u do a mammon oneshot that takes place after fizz quits.(pretending the twins don’t exist) Like the reader is like the new face of his brand. Ppl start shipping the reader and him online, so he goes along with it for clout and money. But they both eventually end up catching feelings. ( ik it’s rlly specific but I keep thinking about it) also I like ur writing 💜

The internet is a magical place💚

I immediately liked the request and had an idea in mind. It's not something too difficult so my mind was happy Lmao

TW:why do I even put it in if there's never anything to worry about except for swear words, but c'mon, it's Helluva Boss

Mammon x GN! Reader

The news were full of what happened at the last clown pageant. Everything was about Fizzarolli and his relationship with Asmodeus and how Mammon was ridiculed...

Mammon was FURIOUS

He needed a new face, a new someone to put everywhere and make money. He did everything until he finally found it... He found you.

You were perfect! You were funny, good looking and great for the audience! The perfect clown to replace Fizzarolli!

Mammon immediately made plushies, cereal, service bots (you choose what kind of service), hell, even a body pillow of ya!

Phone cases... Halloween costumes for kids... Lamps... Everything!

You became a star!

But like every star, you were a victim of the internet effect of the rule too

For some unknown reason, people shipped you and Mammon

No one knew why, but when you opened your phone, on Envybrl (Tumblr), on Sintter (Twitter or X), there were fanart of you and Mammon

All kind of Fanart! (I know I don't do NSFW, but when I say any kind, I mean any kind)

Mammon saw it too, a lot of it too

"What is that? Wh- why are we hugging in this one?"

He says, pointing at his phone, looking at a fanart of him and you cuddling

"i don't know, sir... The internet scares me"

"Ye..."

Mammon didn't understand why. When Fizzarolli was there no one made these things, but with you it was different

The more Mammon watched, the more he realized how beautiful you looked, and how he liked these fanarts

Mammon started to like every post and imagine these things were true...

Every day, you find a new gift at your door from an unknown person, even if it wasn't that unknown because the wrapping was green black and yellow

One day though, Mammon decides to Rizz you up, because obviously he won't do it normally

"Sir, you wanted me here?"

You said after being called in his office, only to find Mammon in his special valentine outfit (It's just the old one but pink and with hearts)

"Hey, Are you a Wi-Fi signal? Because I’m feeling a strong connection"

That was horrible, adorable, but horrible

"Sir... What?"

"oh, shit uh... Well, I'm out of lines"

"What is happening?"

"Well, I never thought that would've happened, since you're a lower class and shit- but, I found myself liking these fan arts mentally unstable people post of us.."

"Oh!"

You were stunned. Mammon. THE Mammon... Likes you?"

"Well... If I'm gonna be honest... I also found myself liking some of those posts..."

Mammon didn't realise at first and looks at you confused (Idiot)

"I like you too"

Just after you tell him he realises. Mammon smiles widely and hugs you with his four arms, so tightly you couldn't breath

"oh, you're a bloody legend, Y/N!"

"Eh... The internet is really a magical place..."

[r0-boat]

Instinct

Male! Dragon! OC x AFAB!gn!reader

Feat: Yandere OC Silas

Cw: possessive behavior, yandere character, mentions of murder, mentions of blood, animalistic behavior, biting, claiming bite.

NSFW

Thank you @devotion-disorder for this lovely art piece I'm so glad I commissioned you!!

You smell good.

So good.

Your Skin;

So Soft to the touch,

smooth and unblemished,

just begging for a mate to pin you down and sink his fangs into. Your mere presence was tempting.

Silas knew full well that as the months got warmer and the snow melted, more primal desires started to call to him. An animalistic need that demanded satisfaction. However, a Duke dub Cedric from a neighboring kingdom invited him to a ball and offered he could not refuse even if he wanted to. The Duke was kind enough to Grant him a plus-one, and now, standing before you in an outfit that the maids and tailor specifically prepared for you, how the woven silk fabric hugged every part of your body, oh, how he wishes he could forget that stupid party and rip your outfit in two and ravish you right here in this carriage.

His hungry eyes did not go unnoticed by you. Even now, as elegant and princely as he looked, Silas looked like a caged, starving animal. His eyes were only on you the entire night, even as other more elegant women wine and flaunted their bodies to get his attention, only to clutch their pearls in frustration when the prince only had eyes for you.

Silently stalking behind you like your shadow glaring down upon you like a premium steak on his plate ready to devour you.

But Silas held back his urges for the sake of his reputation, as all Noble eyes were on him. He stopped following you around like a lost puppy and began mingling with Sir Cedric. Talks of trade business gossip from other kingdoms were a much-needed but small distraction from the burning in his core, but now and then, he would sneak a little glances at you. His pupils waning into slits as he watched the other attendants stare at you with the same hungry eyes he had been.

Veins rush with adrenaline when one of the Nobles who had been eyeing you gets the courage to approach you.

The conversation becomes background noise as he tries to concentrate on what that man is saying to you, glaring daggers at the noble, making you smile and chuckle. The dragon in him hissed and snarled, becoming more and more restless. To it, you are an unclaimed potential mate being pursued by a rival.

Silas feels his claws threatening to rip out of his gloves. He clutches his fist with images of the noble's blood painting the walls of the ballroom, Imagining the taste of his flesh on his tongue. He quickly storms out as the Duke is still talking to him.

You look over to see Silas approaching the both of you.

Eyes burning with fury, be prepared yourself for a gruesome site only for it to never come.

" Excuse me, gentlemen, my apologies for interrupting your conversation, but I believe I asked this lovely person to dance with me."

Silas said politely, eyes still burned with a jealous rage that you were all too familiar with. A small, gentle smile on his face, Which only made him more unsettling. And his hand ever so gently stroking your hip, has he pulled you closer to him.

The man, a kind soul, really, took the hint. If he were to stay within your presence any longer than he'd had, this Prince would make him disappear.

"Ah, Sorry, Your Highness, I hadn't realized they were taken already."

Yes, taken… They are mine

A shiver goes down your spine when your eyes meet his, giving off a slight draconic glow of violet piercing into your very soul.

As you danced with him, his hold around you was tight, and his touch was borderline sensual as he caressed your parts in ways along with notice. You flushed, knowing that you couldn't do anything while Silas was feeling your body in public. Even as you try to look away, he moves his head to keep your eyes on him.

"Don't look away from me." He whispered a husky, demanding tone, his thumb gently pressing against your bottom lip as he forced your head back to him. His thumbs wipes across your bottom lip. His fang sinks into his, Imagining the taste of your lips upon his

"Eyes on me, dear."

With the last of his self-control, he lasted from the dance the carriage ride home, letting out a low-throated purr, seeing your small body sat pretty in his lap, his large veiny hand underneath your clothes grasping at your bare thigh. He stayed eerily quiet even as you tried to talk to him. He'd only give one-word answers or hums, his mind thinking of only one thing. His gaze focused on your unblemished neck, shoulders, and collarbone. You feel his hand squeeze your plush thigh, fingers dipping dangerously close to your core. Silas's breath tickles your neck, gently pressing kisses up until he nibbles on your ear. Finally, he whispers.

" As soon as we get out of this carriage, you are coming into my bed tonight. Do you understand?" He smiles as he sees you nod obediently.

When the carriage finally does stop as at his Castle, he immediately has you in his arms, carrying you like a bride, to his chambers, throwing you onto his large bed, going back to the door to lock it.

When you sit up, you see him breathing heavily, his face flushed red, looking back at you with that familiar, hungry look. Silas slowly begins to peel off his clothing one by one as he makes his way closer to the bed to you.

"Do you know what you do to me?" A growl rips from his throat, now half naked, his fingers playing with his belt.

" all night, as I suffer, you sit pretty looking up at others with those big doe eyes.

He creeps closer, hands pressing against the mattress as he leans into your face.

" walking around and then gorgeous outfit men drooling over you like panting dogs. Unaware of who has already claimed you.

He caresses your cheek before his hand slides down, grabbing the collar of your outfit. Pulling you downward, your forehead rested against his.

"Strip."

Claws dug into the fabric. If this weren't off in five seconds, it would be torn off your body.

He watched you slowly shimming out of your outfit. With each delicious amount of skin exposed, he touched and caressed.

Your thighs, your hips, your stomach, your chest. The Prince couldn't keep his hands off you. He could barely hold back when he pressed you into the mattress, a hand secured firmly around your throat.

Fingers trail down your stomach, slipping beneath your undergarments. Thick fingers press. Play with your core. Pressing gently at your tight entrance, fondling your walls, listening to the sweet sounds of your insides as he stirs them. He releases your neck, caressing your cheek as he leans down to taste your lips. His breath shakes as he goes down for another. His tongue is sliding into your mouth as he deepens the kiss, his fingers tangling in your hair pulling you deeper. He presses his entire naked body against you. You could feel how hard he was straining his pants.

"I want you."

His voice shakes in desperation

"I want to be the only man you look at.

"I want to claim you as mine, to make it so everyone knows who you belong to."

His hand slips to his belt, undoing it, while remaining eye contact.

" I need to be inside you,"

He keeps looking at your core, licking his lips.

" But first, it has been a while since I've tasted you. Let me make you feel good."

Grabbing your ass, he lifts your lower half with ease. He lets out a feral growl as he goes down onto your core, eating you like a starved beast. His eager tongue tastes all of you because he puts his whole mouth on your little body. Lewd noises of his lips slurping your wetness fill the room, which only turns him on more, his feral growls turning into whimpering moans, grinding his hips against nothing in particular. You clenched the bed sheets, wailing and trembling, your body trying its best to squirm away from the intense pleasure only for him to hold you tighter.

You were not getting away from him.

Silas needed to make you cum to taste your essence on his tongue. He needed to feel that satisfaction of knowing that no other man could make you feel the way he feels.

His eyes rolled back when your hand tangled in his hair, pulling on his long jet locks as you braced yourself for your own orgasm. He holds his mouth in place, drinking every last drop of you. Finally, finishing his meal, he drops you like a rag doll, wiping his mouth with his hand before licking his fingers. He was no longer a man at that point, with only one thing on his mind: he flips you over, a firm hand on the back of your neck, pressing you down. He slipped his cock out of his pants, his big hand manhandling your ass open. Your entrance is wet enough with the saliva, cum, and juices, even with his vast draconic cock. He forced himself inside with one motion, mounting you like an animal. You felt his breath already against your ear as he put his hand around your throat. His pace was rough and relentless, grinding his hips with each thrust, trying to drill as deep as he could.

"Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! All mine!"

He repeats like a mantra. You can feel the tip of his dick pressing against the sweet spot inside you, making you clench around his thick rigid shaft feeling every monstrous and inhuman ridge on his dragon cock. His cock felt hot, threatening to burn you out from the inside. You cum again on his cock. Silas is lost and in pleasure, mercilessly fucking you through your orgasm. He removes his hand from your throat, snaking it till around your mouth, muffling your sweet screams when you feel his teeth sink into your neck, his sharp, beastly fangs piercing, breaking your skin as the taste of your blood feels his mouth; he explodes inside you, his whole body is shaking the sheer pleasure making tears well up in his eyes. His hips still as he grinds every last drop deep inside you, claiming you for himself, claiming you in the most primal way any man can. You go limp into his arms, and he catches you, supporting your entire body in his arms. Silas, in a daze licking the new wound on the back of your neck, gently suckling the red liquid from the new mark; his cock throbbed deep inside you, still hard, and his body still felt hot.

"I need more."

[roachemoji]

A “Guide” to working with Artists with Aphantasia

DISCLAIMER: 

I KNOW ARTISTS WITHOUT APHANTASIA ALSO USE REFERENCES

This is not going to be applicable to ALL artists (with OR WITHOUT aphantasia)

I don’t speak for everyone!!!

PLEASE Read the information artists provide you THUROUGHLY

ASK ARTISTS WHAT KIND OF INFORMATION THEY NEED

I’m sorry about the typos I am dyslexic and no one is beta reading this :3c

HERE IS THE OG TWITTER POST

I made this guide out of frustration. I was having a hard time communicating with commissioners how much visual information I needed, and that giving me creative freedom doesn’t, personally, work for me. It all comes down to the why; Aphantasia. 

... I realized a lot of people don’t understand what that is, and how it might affect an artist. 

Note: I am a character artist!!! I do personal commissions!!!! I don’t do commercial work!! This guide is about things that I have found extremely helpful!! This may not work for everyone!!!!!!!!!!! 

So, here is the official written guide to what I, personally, have found helpful when getting commissions:

A healthy dose of both written and visual information is needed, but the percentage of which heavily depends on the type of commission and how familiar I am with the characters. 

- Is it an illustration of a scene between two character? Descriptive information on the scene, the emotions, general vibe, dialogue are more important to the composition - but visual references on each character (and their characteristics), the space, the palette, and any objects would be needed. 

- Is it a reference sheet commission? Descriptive information is no longer as important, and the main focus is on the visuals. Descriptive information would be limited to a brief description of personality, placement of certain markings, and/or the written information on the reference. Visuals would be EVERYTHING - every single aspect of that character would need a reference. 

Google Docs, Google Drives, PDFs, Character pages (Toyhou.se or Refsheet.net) is an easy way to compile both written and visual information in one place! 

What is some good visual information to compile for your characters? 

Physical

Age/Race/height/body type

Skin colour/ scars/ freckles/ skin conditions etc

Eye colour/shape

Nose shape

Hair colour/texture/style/decorations

Any additional details (prosthetics limbs/no limbs!/tattoos/piercings/wings)

Face Claims are extremely helpful - and it’s okay to have more than one!  It’s good to specify which parts of what reference are important to your character

Items

Clothing/Jewelry/Accessories

Weapons

Personal Items

Companions

Here is an example of how I organize my Pinterest boards for my own Ocs:

Appearance: Every single visual reference I would need for their physical appearance. Faceclaims, hair styles/texture/colours, facial hair, body types, hand shapes, nose shapes, lip shapes, eye shapes

Aesthetic: Helpful for illustrations. Palettes and aesthetics that I attribute to these characters. Art styles, symbols, colours, settings, etc...

Outfits: Outfits and accessories. Full outfits or single items, textures, colours, patterns.

NOTE: It’s important to remember that some artists can only work with certain references (ie. drawn references vs photo references). If you’re unsure/your artists hasn’t stated which works best for them - ask!  

I cannot work with drawn references in simplistic styles (anime specifically), and I struggle with using nothing but Final Fantasy screenshots. They’re important when it comes to providing colour or even outfit references - but facial features are much harder for me to translate.

Some artists are okay with things like piccrews and can translate them very well! I can’t.

What is some good visual information to compile for your characters?

Written information can vary from commission to commission; unless the illustration is based off a story, I don’t need a novel to be written about the piece. 

Being dyslexic also makes it a struggle for me to parse through written information - I tend to have to break it down outside of the initial commission submission to fully understand what. I also tend to ask a ton more questions when I’m provided more written information than visual - revisions take time and energy.

It’s important to have visual to accompany your written info; 

( shout out to @moki-dokie​ for letting me use their info as an example!! )

Commission information examples 

DESIGN COMMISSIONS:

Info given:

Outcome: 

Easiest character design commission I have ever done. The information given was so concise that the only revisions were my own suggestions on the design itself. 

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Info Given:

Outcome:

a TON of written information was given to explain the characters backstory, to further drive my understand of the aesthetic and setting of the world the character lives in. The pinterest board provided had a lot physical references, outfits, aesthetics, and colours.

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ILLUSTRATION COMMISSIONS:

Info Given:

Outcome:

I had a lot of previous information on both of these characters (I designed the top one myself), but I was provided limited written information for this; Holiday Discord call where Toad (character one) is getting a present from Zalem (character two). Zalem is barely hiding how they feel about Toad who is excited.

 All other information provided was visual; Outfits and room aesthetics. 

We discussed poses in Dms and collaboratively found references.

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Info Given:

Outcome: 

Absolute favorite example of the PERFECT amount of information given and the PERFECT amount of creative freedom given. 

I was handed character references with all angles as well as their armor + how to simply the armor. Pose + expression references. A general aesthetic + palette to work with. The setting. A doodle to lay out exactly what they were visualizing. 

I have all the information you could need! Now what?

I am very privileged to no longer need to take first come first serve commissions, and it’s given me the ability to really sit back and filter through the commissions that I want to do, and those that I immediately do not consider. 

I think it’s important that,  before commissioning anyone, you should ask yourself a couple important questions:

Does this artist’s style suit what I want?

Does my character suit what this artist usually draws?

Do the references I have provide the right amount of information for the specific artist I want to commission?

Sometimes the answer to these questions are; No.

... and that’s okay?

Unfortunately, not every artist is going to be able to bring your vision to life, or feel happy with the completed piece! 

If you’re someone who has Big Buff Demon Men characters that are drawn in a heavily realistic style - you might not ask an artist who draws smaller, softer characters with squishier shapes and a general aesthetic that doesn’t match your Ocs! 

If you’re someone who has characters and all of their references are in an anime style (including other commissioned work), and you have no realistic face claims... maybe commissioning that semi-realistic artist and not providing them with the references the need to translate your character into a semi-realistic style isn’t a good idea? 

I don’t understand when some people get upset when they commission an artist who clearly doesn’t draw characters that look like theirs and they clearly... don’t translate them as well.  I am making this extremely clear RIGHT NOW before anyone says anything:  Everyone can and SHOULD learn to draw the entire spectrum of humanity. From facial features, hair textures, body types, etc...

But some artists struggle to draw characters with certain aesthetics? Outfits? Accessories? You wouldn’t expect an artist who draws soft pastel art to suddenly translate your extremely rough, hard, and hot character properly?

Now, if all the answers are Yes? 

Read all information provided thoroughly 

Ask questions for clarity

Provide what you can, collaborate on what you can’t

Resources

@anonbeadraws​ post: Reference sheet for your commission references!

JAMIErightmeow’s video: I have APHANTASIA

Aphantasia Dot Com

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His favorite

Teacher Joel x f!reader

Summary: You’re a needy girl who needs to be taken care of, the pressure of studies weighting on your back making you sleep deprived. He is a reserved man in his 40’s thinking his age can’t attract a love interest into his life. And he’s needy too.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI . Unprotected p in v, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, Possessive Joel, reader is in her 20’s, No specific description of reader body except the gender and outfit. Age gap, no outbreak, porn w/plot, very slightly mean Joel ( he just doesn’t show much fluff ), dirty talk, no use of y/n

w/c: 2.1k (this is short, see a/n )

a/n: this is my first smut hence why it’s short !!! PLEASE GIVE CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM, I wanna learn !! Also give ideas if you have any <3 If this gets a few likes and some appreciation I might keep going with this so tell me if you’re intrested !!!

His eyes makes you shiver every time he looks at you, like thunderbolt sliding along your spine all the way down to your core making it ache so bad for him. Your head hurts like hell, the sound surrounding you feeling like a bell ringing constantly in your ears as the students around you chats in group, thinking about their projects.

“Hey ? Are you okay ? You seem distracted.” The girl next to you interrupting the bell

“Yeah, head hurt that’s all” you feel your heart pumping in your head, and hear your blood stream in your ears.

“ You better focus, I don’t want my art grade to go down just because of you” she spits

You can’t stand the people around you. Ever since you started university a few years back, everybody turned into unfriendly assholes thinking having a second of inattention can ruin their whole year

They’re not wrong, in a way. You’ve been distracted since the start of the year by your art teacher, Mr.Miller, and you can’t think of anything but his brown hair with a pinch of white snow on the roots, his messy beard with a visible growth along the neck and his square glasses makings his jawline stand out more. You want to kiss it, bite it.

There you go again, not paying attention, but at least you forgot about your headache for a second.

You take a box full of pills and a water bottle half empty out of your handbag and put one in your mouth, swallowing it with the mid temperature water making you grin.

“ Is everythin’ okay here ?” He say, him, Mr Miller. “ Noticed you were making faces and didn’t seem to focus too much, need’a hand to the nurse office ?”. You can feel your cheeks turning red, a burning sensation matching with the burning between your thighs. That’s how bad your attraction to him is.

“ I’m okay, I took a pill but thanks” you nod, putting your head back between your hands.

You suddenly feel a large hand on your shoulder, making you lift your face again.

“You’re going to the nurse office, right now” he say with a harsh tone.

He is now next to you, walking you to the nurse office. You start walking a bit wobbly, feeling his eyes on you making you forget how to walk normally. As you get near the office, his pace speeds up a bit to walk in front of you, reaching for the door to open it. He lets you in with a small gesture of his hand telling you to go in.

“Hi Mr. Miller, what’s the matter ?” The nurse says, giving him a huge smile showing her bright white teeth.

“student here lookin’ sick, I’m worried it might get worse with everybody around her chattin’” he says while putting a hand on your back between your elbows.

“I already took a pill, I’m going to be fine, just need a few minutes” your voice low, trying to avoid your head to hurt even more.

“Well I’d be happy to help but I’m going to close soon and you already took a pill, I’m afraid I can’t do anything else to ease the pain darling” she looks at you with a soft smile

She has always been so nice to you, and other people in general. All the times you came in with a bad migraine after a busy night drinking shots of vodka, or for period cramps, she’s been extremely helpful.

“I could take her in my office for the next 30 minutes. Class is ending in 5 minutes and I don’t have any class for half an hour”

You get taken aback once again from your thoughts, your eyes widening from what he just said. You can’t possibly stay in a room alone with just him, HIM, the man who haunts your day dream. The one who’s looking at you in class silently, while you wished he was touching you, feeling you right here on your desk

You’re out of the nurse office and on your way to your teacher’s office two hallways away. You can’t think straight because of your headaches. The both of you reach his door, he take the keys to his office from his back pocket on in his pants and open the door.

“ You wait here, don’t touch anythin’. You can sit on the couch or the office chair, whatever you prefer”

He leave the office, looking back at you when closing the door behind him, catching your gaze.

His office is well decorated. Plants sitting almost everywhere. A succulent on his desk and a few on some shelves with books; a monstera in the corner next to a small CD reader with a disk already in, and other plants you can’t name. His office is mostly brown with wood furniture. His desk is near the back of the room in front of tall windows with black curtains giving the room a dim light, a leather chair tall enough to support his broad back. The couch is near the door, it’s small but there’s enough space for two. The book shelves are on the left of his desk, on the other side some closed shelves with the CD reader on it and a box filed with disk in it. There’s a Lamp at the far end that is turned off.

After a few minutes of contemplating the room, the door opens up again with a large figure coming in.

“I brought you a hot chocolate, didn’t know if ya liked coffee so I went the safe way”

Your headache went down a bit, probably from scanning the room around you that is weirdly relaxing and cozy.

“Thanks, my head feels better by the way” you sit down on the couch.

“That’s good news” he says, putting the hot chocolate cup down on his desk. “ So uh, I didn’t wanna make this too embarrassing so I wanted to talk to you about the project we’re currently doing in class.” He leans on his desk, his butt on the edge of it.

“ ‘Noticed you didn’t seem to fit in well with your classmates, but this is a group project and you need’a work with them, or I’ll have to grade you down.”

He takes the cup from his desk, stands up and hands it to you. You reach for it when your fingers accidentally brushes his, making the hair on your arms and neck rise. He stands a few inches in front of you, crossing his arms.

“I know, sorry. It’s just that my friends aren’t in the same classes as me and I kinda struggle to make friends.” You sip from the cup.

He hasn’t moved, his eyes scanning your body before he notices his own movement and looks away.

“Still. You need to be careful, this could be bad for your grades” he goes back to his desk and turns your back to you, reaching for something on his desk and stars fidgeting with it. Rays of sun are peaking out from the curtains, highlighting his figure. A minute goes by, the both of you staying silent until-

“I noticed you looking at me during class, and this almost every time. Are you being distracted by me ?” He turns around.

Your eyes meet his, a hint of panic in yours.

“l uh…haven’t noticed” your heart pounding in your chest. You’re sure he can hear it. You stand up, anxiety making your legs feel numb.

He walks to you, standing close to your face.

“I’m warning you, this is not appropriate, you know that right ? “ his eyes on your lips, almost devouring them.

“Well, what if I am ? “ you look in his eyes, hoping that this is going the way you want it to go. If not, you will just keep dreaming about him in class and in your bed with your hand down I’m your panties

“I wouldn’t wanna risk anything if I were you darlin’” his breath hitting your face. You know he wants to touch, feel your whole body against him.

“We can just…be careful” your eyes almost begging

“Yeah, you’d be my little secret huh ?” his hands grips your waist, making you gasp, the burning sensation between your thighs growing bigger.

His lips suddenly crash onto yours, teeth touching as he brings you closer to him making your hips grind against his. Moans escape his mouth and yours between kisses.

He pushes you to the nearest wall keeping his lips on yours, reaching to lock the door with a swift movement.

“I’ve been waiting for this for so fuckin’ long “ he grabs your shirt and takes it off, while you zip off your skirt and toss it away.

“Fuck Mr. Miller…are you sure you wanna do this ?” You say while trying to catch your breath.

“I’m more than sure Angel, as long as you’re down for it I’ll do anything you want”

At this point your headache is long gone and forgotten and all you think about is him, him him him.

“Also please, call me Joel” he say as he grips your left leg and put it around his waist, making it easier for him to slide his hand down your cunt.

“Fuck you’re so fucking wet…Been’ wanting me the whole time huh ? “ he grins as his fingers rub against your clit, slowly building up your arousal.

“Please, please just fuck me already” your moans becoming louder and your breath going faster as your hands try to unbuckle his belt.

“Jesus you’re so needy, but you need to be quite, or else we’re gonna get caught, you don’t want that huh ?” He ask as he slides two fingers into your cunt, making you gasp.

“Fuck Joel, “ hearing you say his name is making him go feral. He lift you up in his arms, your legs around his waist as he turn around to put you on his desk, tossing some of his stuff to the ground including his poor little succulent plant.

“When’s the last time someone fucked your pretty cunt, huh ?” He takes his belt away, unzip his pants and take his hard growth into his hand, then slowly rubs it against your wetness.

“It’s been way too long, that’s why you need to stop waiting and fuck me already “

He obeys and starts grinding against your cunt, until his length slips into your core , stretching you out

“fuck you’re so tight Angel” he pants as his hips starts trusting into you, going deeper and deeper.

Your hands grips to his desk, desperately searching for hold as your body moves up and down.

“Shit Joel I think im gonna cum already” you say as his trust are getting deeper touching your sensitive spot inside.

“I wanna taste ya’ on my tongue” he comes out of you, leaving you empty, pussy clenching around nothing as he comes down on you. His breath hits the inside of your thighs, hot and fast until his tongue finally touches your swollen clit.

You gasp loudly, the fleshy part of your hand in your mouth to cover the filthy sound of you enjoying the tongue of your teacher on yourself.

“You taste so good baby, I’m gonna need this as a dessert every fuckin’ night”

He pushed two digits inside of you moving slowly to build your high until you finally cum, covering his fingers with your slit as he takes them inside of his mouth and licks it off.

“Fuck” you pant, coming down of your high with your heart racing maybe too fast

You know he probably ruined you for any other man, as short as it was, his cock was surely way bigger than you thought.

He stands up, putting his pants and belt back on.

“wait you didn’t finish, maybe I can help you out” you say, grabbing his tie making him come closer to your face, nose almost touching.

“Maybe for next time, sweetheart.”

Next time ? Oh. My. God. Next time.

“You wanna see me again?”

“Why not ? ‘s long as we keep this secret then I’m fine in fucking your here ‘n there in my office” the side of his lips lifting.

“ I’m down but, I’m not sure I just want to be some kind of doll to you.”

Your love for him is growing, there’s no doubt. But you want more than just sex here and there. You take a pen from a cup on his desk and a note from the note pad to write your number down and put it in the pocket of his buttoned up shirt.

“Well, was scared to ask but yeah, maybe we can go further than just some filthy sex” you look in his eyes, a smile showing on your face.

“What about going out to the restaurant just down the street then maybe I’ll let you suck me off ‘til I cum”he say, smiling back at you, exiting the room.

[dokidokitsuna]

Slowly, I think I’m getting a handle on this…I tried studying the character art from my favorite dead MMORPG, Maple Story 2, and I think it helped me find a style for the shading and rendering that’s more dramatic but still sort of cartoony.

Plus, I’ve been doing a bit of script writing, which always helps me figure things out. ^^ So please enjoy the additional work I’ve done on these character concepts.

-Between these two, Magolor definitely needed the most work: you can tell because I basically drew a full character design sheet, which is something I almost never do because I don’t like repetition. XP But it doesn’t feel repetitive when I’m totally lost to begin with. ^^; I think I got a little too abstract that first time I drew him, so my focus here was to figure out the specific shape of his body and rebuild outward from there. In stark contrast to my usual Magolor designs, he’s very tall and muscular, with an imposing silhouette (especially with his cape on). Yes, he IS hiding something under all those purple bandages, but we won’t talk about it today. ;)

-I also like that his outfit gets darker the further inside you go, from the solid white cape and glittering chains, to the silver armor and gray scarves, to the skintight navy blue fit underneath. Symbolism??? Perhaps~

-Blade’s design was already pretty solid, so I just adjusted her cape a little, and then dove straight into the Rainbow Malady concept art. ^^ Phase 1 has her sprout a second eye and wings on one side of her face. Her head catches fire, as the power of the Rainbow Sword attempts to ‘burn away the darkness’. In this phase, Blade is already in a lot of pain, but remains fully conscious and can even speak, when she isn’t coughing up multicolored blood. She can recover from this on her own with a day of rest. Phase 2 is much more serious, forcing her organs outside of her body, and growing star-shaped welts over the rest of her skin. At this point, she can no longer recover without Magolor’s help-- essentially, he uses magic to shove all her organs back where they belong and stitch up the open wounds. It’s like setting a bone after it’s broken-- just as painful as the injury itself (if not more), but necessary for proper healing…which takes about a week.  Phase 3 is the last and worst, transforming her arms into elongated wings and her whole body into burning plasma, on top of all the issues from Phase 2. Thankfully, she can’t really remain conscious in this phase-- she’s usually delirious from fever, blood loss, and her brain literally burning away. ^^; Storywise, she needs about a month to recover from this, so she doesn’t use it too often…of course, as the 'player', you can put her through it as many times as you want. =T

-Fun fact, I guess: So the primary love language between these two characters is food. ^^ I was musing about what I could do with a protagonist arc centered around worsening illness (which is…surprisingly rare), and I thought, “so what do you do for sick people? You put them to bed, you manage their symptoms, you clean and comfort them…and most importantly, you feed them.” And then ^that little doodle basically came to me in a dream, and from there evolved the idea of Magolor showing kindness to Blade by cooking for her.

Most of the time, the little affection Magolor shows to Blade is…basically performative. Think of it like a hammy supervillain petting their cat-- it’s more of a character stim than anything else. ^^; The way Magolor talks to Blade (and especially the way he talks about her…) makes it clear that the hand-holding and headpats don’t mean much.

But on the other hand, giving Blade food and watching her cutely devour it, especially during the times when she’s bed-ridden and he doesn’t see her as often…I like to think that might genuinely endear her to him a little, enough to make it a sort of stand-out gesture. Like, if he strokes her forehead when she’s sick, that’s whatever; but when he spends 5 hours making a Maxim tomato consommé for her to eat, that’s him trying to say he cares. Maybe it’s just a tiny bit, maybe it’s just in that moment, but a small part of him truly wants her to be happy.

[tacticaltaxonomist]

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Art

This is also easier to view / get full sizes HERE, or right-click and 'open in new tab' to view bigger. And yk, this is my art blog :)

↓Memes (also say a style)

↓Icons/Tokens (also say a style)

↓Style: Doodle (very simplified, soft colors, chibi-ish)

↓Style: Sketch (no color, might have a few grey shades/highlights for distinction)

↓Style: Colored Sketch ( like sketch but with soft colors, slight shading/lighting for depth)

↓Style: Cellshaded Sketch (proper full color, usually a bit cleaner than just sketch / colored sketch, solid colors and cellshading, highlights, gradients, the whole thing)

[wildcatfourteen]

how do you come up with such interesting composition? your pieces are always so captivating 💗

thank youuuuuuuuuu <33 and the truth is. idk. i am kinda just winging it and making a lot of adjustments as i go.... im not very orderly about it and have my thoughts kinda all over the place. heres some examples under the cut w what process pics i could find

direction process goes >>>

first did a pencil sketch for big shapes. was just placing stuff down. i wanted to make ref sheets for an art trade but didnt want to make a traditional type bc i hate drawing ppl standing full body (bc im bad at it 👍) also i did not have specific outfits in mind and was going more for a reference of the general vibe of the characters, so i just wanted a full body pose + face close up. to avoid having to show specific details. bc i was cheating. was originally going to have multiple text bubbles around for the character facts

did like two sketches digitally. messed around a LOT with placement. the little emote heads came out of me feeling like it was empty and boring on its own and they are fun to draw so why not include them. the multiple text bubbles seemed like a bad idea now so i took them out and just did one text wall.

i actually dont like the text wall now and think breaking it up wouldve been more fun visually but that would've required effort i didnt wanna put in LOL

^ i lost the pencil sketch for this one (i always do a pencil sketch) but it was actually just the two half body drawings at first with none of that shit at the bottom or the close ups until i was like fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk i gotta add smth around to make this look like theres stuff happening..... the idea was to draw the two main characters of the labb novel in some kinda comic format w panels around and i then. kept adding things until it seemed like i was getting somewhere. thats kind of my process for everything TT i think it helps to stay in a workshopping stage for longer if needed to get somewhere but i often get impatient LOL

im putting a stupid note abt this here bc im still annoyed at myself but in this novel, there was a bit about a crossword puzzle related to a murder case and i only thought of it afterwards that it would be kinda cool to put the sugar cubes in like a crossword puzzle formation....... why didnt i do that......

^ and heres some of the process for this one, but i lost a LOT of the steps for this. the beginning was totally different. the character wasnt as pathetic and scared looking at first but then i was like uhhhhh lets draw him that way :)

the first pencil draft was from a different perspective and it was gonna have a mirror composition to it kinda? but i wasn't able to make that look appealing so i deleted it. it still had the curtains tho but then i also included stuff with framed mirrors + other frames around

i decided to instead make the curtains be the focus of the whole piece to not make it so cluttered. character's pose was so different at first it was so bad i dont even wanna remember it. i took out the frames entirely bc i didnt think they added much to the piece in terms of the atmosphere. since like. the more i worked on it w the character's + the goat's expressions the more it gave a 'being hunted' feeling to it and portrait frames dont fit that vibe. which feels funny bc u look at it and thats all u can think abt but i wasnt even gunning for that when starting out. BE FLEXIBLE. TRUST THE PROCESS.

[chibishortdeath]

Castlevania Dracula’s Curse and I have a love hate relationship; I love it and it hates me (I am stuck on a level it is so so hard) . But yeah :3, the gang, the group, the travel companions.

Explanations and text under a cut as per usual:

Grant my bestie he is so cool and fun to draw, I love combining elements of his designs. I also think the fun little ponytail and a little stubble looks nice on him. Just a little side profile study :3

Trevor before the eye scar whoah no way :O! I love drawing him smiling, he radiates pure trustworthiness. His CV3 outfit also looks very comfy ngl, especially the cape—

Another Grant, this time in 3/4 view. :D

Full body Grant doodle >:D. The Grants are taking over oh no— Did you know the cool looking knife he has in a couple promotional artworks is an actual specific type of knife? I looked it up and the closest match is a Polish bandit knife, which is a type of knife that has a lot of variation in shape but always has a distinct curve downward towards the end, it’s pretty cool!

Chibi Grant :3

Sypha got rizz lol—

Some of the only Alucard doodles on this page alas, there wasn’t anymore room for more of him (T_T ). I like depicting him with shorter hair in CV3, it mixes his CV3 and SotN designs really nicely. I also think it’s funny making his outfit kinda Kid Dracula inspired lol. I’m pretty sure there is one CV3 concept art that has some similar elements augh it’s been a while since I’ve looked up CV3 Alucard arts. There’s also one Sypha doodle here too :3.

The next two are based on a couple like draw your ship memes I ran into, the second is specifically based off of that one “hot yaoi base” lmaoooooo. Anyway, I love Sypha she’s so cool. I need to draw her more often, I have too many design ideas aaaaa—

The text says “mercenary, knight, priest, outlander”, but I spelled mercenary wrong alas. Shout out to you if you know what that’s a reference to hehehehehe >:3c

Alright, goodnight guys, hope y’all appreciate ( ^3^) <3

[yourlocalbreadenthusiast]

Hi. I exist.

Ello. I'm a Pinterest convert who happened to join at the same time as the great Reddit migration, so that's fun. Anyways, figured I'd make a post to give people some info about me.

I'm in a large number of fandoms, including (DEEP INHALE), SCP Foundation, Wanderer's Library, The Owl House, Gravity Falls, Amphibia, Generation Loss, Murder Drones, Marvel, Star Wars (Somewhat), FNAF, DnD, Wings of Fire, Percy Jackson universe, Grishaverse, The Dragon Prince, Nimona, The Hunger Games, and probably some other I forgot to mention.

I'm also a bit of a nerd and hyperfixiate on both fictional and nonfictional things, I know wayyyyy too much about things like Chernobyl and Plague Doctors. I also sometimes write as a hobby and am learning how to art, still kinda figuring it out though. Due to the writing thing, I know a lot of incredibly random facts that I shouldn't, as well as just random science stuff.

I like helping people, so don't be afraid to reach out with questions or concerns if you need help with something. If you want info on things, I'm more than happy to help. Here's some things I know a lot about:

The Black Death, Plague Doctors, Chernobyl, oddly specific horrific events in history, the fandoms I've listed above, the lowcountry region of USA (Southeastern coast, I live in South Carolina about 15 minutes from the beach) and the ecosystem of said area (Marshes, swamps, beaches, and our temperate forests), mythology (Greek, Roman, Egyptian, and some Norse), SCIENCE, and other things I'm probably forgetting.

Seriously gimme asks I wanna be a living encyclopedia.

For writing, I mainly like to do fantasy, some sci-fi, and a bit of horror. I'm far from consistent with when I write, you know how it is with motivation.

This IS a safe space blog for LGBTQIA+ people. I don't care if you're straight, gay, lesbian, bi, pan, omni, somewhere else on the spectrum, like asexuals, aromantics, and aroaces, or maybe you're enby, or maybe you're trans or genderfluid, or something else I forgot to mention. I do not care. You are all welcome here, my only DNIs are if you're going to be rude. One of my mottos is "I'll respect your opinion as long as your opinion doesn't disrespect anyone else's existence or rights."

I sorta use a persona for some areas of Tumblr, such as Wizardblr, so here's a reference for that:

Name: Dr. Corvius (Will respond to Doc, Doctor, and Crow), Official Title is "Corvius The Plagued."

Appearance: Dr. Corvius appears human at first glance when wearing full attire, but this is not the case. They are actually an avian, with feathers covering most of their body and rough, scaled skin similar to that of bird feet covering their hands, forearms, lower legs, and their feet. Their fingers have short claws on the ends, and their feet are structured like that of a crow. They don't wear shoes, as their feet are not well shaped to even wear them, and they frequently perch on branches and the like, which is far easier with their talons exposed. They do have wings, and usually will tuck these in under their mantle, giving the appearance of a feathered cape. They wear the outfit of a plague doctor, with a long black robe, mask, and other accessories, including a pouch of supplies. They also carry around a plague doctor stick, which doubles as an arcane focus. Under their plague doctor mask, they have an actual beak. (Essentially just take a Kenku from DnD and give it wings, and a plague doctor outfit.)

Abilities: They are a magic practitioner, specializing in necromancy, alchemy, chaos magic, and experimentation. She is also good with medicine, and despite not being licensed in any way, is incredibly good at healing people. Birds, specifically corvids, seem to follow them around, and will obey their commands. Their "flock" consists mostly of crows and ravens, but has a few magpies and rooks as well. This Flock is actually tied to her, so protection spells and immunities that she has extend to them. They can make noises like that of corvids, allowing for communication with their flock, and can also mimic sounds.

Behavior: They are generally a wise and intelligent person, taking the logical approach to things. They are kind, and are always willing to lend a helping hand.

Background: [ERROR: DATA LOST]

(The persona reference is a WIP im writing this late at night and I gotta go to sleep, I'll finish it later.)

(Contact me if you want an autopsy or reanimation done)

Ok byeeeeeeeee

Stealing these crows from this post

[ijuststareatstuffhereok89]

Title board created by the wonderful @mochie85!

Lesson Ten

An impending festival sparks a different kind of epiphany inside you. Are you falling for your mentor? Would Loki even respond? He IS, after all, just your teacher...

**MASTERLIST HERE** Pairing: Soft!Dom!Loki x F!Reader Content Warnings: smut, extensive mentions of death, euthanasia, and death-related philosophy, some dark content (though the characters won't be), exile, moodiness, smut, kinks of various flavors (look for specific chapter warnings), trauma and mental illness, reader is a captive, reader has a body count

When you woke up the next time, it was in the middle of the afternoon the following day, and your alarm was the sound of modest construction work happening on the ground above your window. You quickly threw on a light long-sleeved shirt and jeans, and didn’t even bother to look at your hair…at first. For some reason, you were compelled to make a u-turn back to the small mirror on the wall in the bathroom. 

It was almost as if you were about to break out into “I Feel Pretty.” Despite your basic outfit, unruly hair, and baggy eyes from a late night, you didn’t hate how you looked. Your eyes were more focused, giving you a brave look on your face. And were you taller? Did he prefer taller partners? Or just pretty? Or perhaps…not human? Did appearances even matter to him? 

.You’d fallen asleep beside one another in bed, collapsing after a quick solution to the risky maneuvers you took in the graveyard. Loki was a creature who saw lovemaking as both an art and a teaching opportunity, but last night, he’d lost control of his higher brain as he quickly used you (with your complete consent), before falling directly asleep just as dawn cracked through the curtains. You were thinking (and wishing) he’d still be beside you as you stirred, but his side of the bed was cool. He’d been awake for hours.

Loki was all that was on your mind after the night in the cemetery. He played games with you in your dreams. You sat under the gnarled, dying hazel tree in The Flock’s burial site as you had the previous night, his hands exploring every inch of your body with grace.

You wondered for a fleeting moment if maybe, this was building to something more. Loki was beginning to unfold your inhibitions, and with the release of every anxious fear you’d held on to, other emotions began to make themselves known.

 Like the possibility that, in spite of your monstrous “talent”…someone could love you.

You blinked the idea out of your head as the sound of a crash, a yelp, and the cessation of a saw’s whirring blade all chimed out in a row above your head, sending you bounding up the stairs and outside to see what was going on, and if you were needed. 

Ivar and Katja were standing around Brunnhilde, waving bottles of water and rags at her as she held fast to her left hand. Blood began to leak from between her fingers, making you gasp and take a step back. 

“We told you we could do it, Your Majes--”

“--oh, to hell with the Majesty! Get someone!” Brunnhilde grunted, struggling to remain composed. She slowly revealed that she’d bloodied her hand, but thankfully, all five fingers seemed to be accounted for. 

Katja was examining it now, gently. “It’s a nick, but a deep one,” she diagnosed. “If we had some alcohol--”

“--the one bloody time I choose to leave the house sober,” the King groaned, looking down at her injury. “This is what I get for eschewing alcoholism.” 

“You mean alcohol?” you asked, causing Brunnhilde to turn to you. 

“No,” she said simply. 

Ivar explained as Katja began to dress the King’s wound. “We’re building a stand for tomorrow’s festivities. It’s always a big sale day for us.”

Walking closer, you gave a silent look asking for more details. 

“Oh, of course you wouldn’t know!” chimed Katja. “Tomorrow night is the full moon of April, which means it’s Sígrblót, the feast of life! Asgardians brought the tradition here when they visited a long, long time ago. A shame the full moon was very late this year. It’s nearly May.” 

You didn’t even want to try to botch the name, so you smiled and nodded. After all, a festival of life sounded like a nice change of pace. 

“Midgard likes to call it May Day,” continued Ivar. “The bachelors and maidens dance around a pole, we have a large street festival with booths, games, and dances, followed by a feast in the field, and at sunset, we release wishing boats into the fjord.” 

“I was helping my people with the preparations,” Brunnhilde said bitterly as Katja wrapped her finger in a small, thin bandage. “But I guess the overcomplicated tools of Midgardian crafting are too much for a sovereign.”

“Your Majesty should concern herself with oversight, and leave the building to the peasants,” chuckled Ivar, more amused than upset at injuring the King, before his laugh quickly turned into a cough that took several seconds to quell. 

“Have any of you seen Loki today?” you asked after a moment, once it was evident the threat of a fallen King was over. 

Katja nodded. “He mentioned needing to go to Oslo to retrieve something. Wouldn’t say what.”

“How far is that?” you asked. 

“An hour and a half, if you travel by vehicle,” said Ivar. “Much longer if you walk.” 

“I see.”

You were disappointed. You wanted to see him, if for no other reason than to be near him. You were still riding the high the previous night had given you. 

“Well, so much for lessons today,” you mumbled with a frown, but Brunnhilde perked up. 

“Then it’s a perfect day to work with me,” she insisted. “That way, neither one of us will need to touch anything we don't want to,” she said bitterly, looking down at the saw on the table at her hip. 

You nodded quickly, thankful for something to occupy your mind in Loki’s absence. Brunnhilde gave you some dinner before getting started on an evening lesson in knife throwing. You worked for hours, trading quips with the King and listening to her talk about learning how to rule over the miniscule remains of what was once your entire race. 

“We had tourists,” she remarked at one point. “But they thinned out quickly after realizing that the great Thor had gone off to travel with those oddball Guardians, and that Loki was sequestered in New York. I suppose Ivar and Katja aren’t the greatest pull for humans.”

You shrugged, absentmindedly turning the knife in your hand. “Yeah, guess not.” 

“While he isn’t here,” your tutor added, “Perhaps we can talk about my offer again?”

You smiled. “Look, it sounds like an adventure, but after all of this, if I even make it out alive, I’m not sure I want to continue to use my powers any longer.” 

The King looked offended by this. “Why?”

“Last night, Loki took me out to the cemetery that The Flock used,” you admitted. Brunnhilde raised a curious eyebrow. 

“You porked Loki in a boneyard?” she asked skeptically. 

You instantly felt your cheeks go hot. “No! Well, maybe? No…”

The King rolled her eyes and looked up at the clock. “Norns, it’s nearly midnight. Get to the point?” 

“I found out that I can listen to the dead. It felt…I don't know…exciting! Energizing! I felt stronger than I ever have!”

“Then why stop?” 

You looked down, biting your lip in search of the right words. “It’s still too much,” you whispered, finding your eyes getting warm with the threat of tears. 

Brunnhilde twisted her lip. “I don’t think it’s the subject matter that overwhelms you anymore. I think it’s the teacher.”

“What?”

“You love him,” the King decided, a mocking singsong tone punctuating her accusation. You didn’t deny it quickly enough, which was all the evidence Brunnhilde needed. “I was hoping you’d know better, honestly. I’m a bit disappointed in you,” she confessed. 

“Why?” you asked quietly. “They’re my feelings, not yours.”

Her shoulders dropped. “I thought someone like you knew better.”

“Someone like me? What the hell does that mean?” you shot back, suddenly defensive. 

“That someone like you knew better than to let love get in the way!” Brunnhilde hissed, turning away from you, clearly hiding emotion. “Especially with that horse’s ass, of all creatures,” she added under her breath. 

“I don’t think you need to worry about it,” you sniped. “Maybe I do. We were supposed to learn how to trust each other. Guess falling in love counts, right?”

Brunnhilde scoffed, but her mind almost seemed to go distant for a moment, as if recalling a memory from long ago. Quickly, she blinked back into the present. “Just, know that you aren’t his first.”

You nodded. “I got the feeling. That never mattered to me.”

“I mean it,” said Brunnhilde. “This is the biggest sack of bullshit I’ve heard yet. It’s ridiculous.”

“You aren’t mad, are you?” you asked meekly. “We can’t help how we feel, right?”

The King looked at you with pity. “I suppose not.”

You went on. “I can’t help it. What we did last night helped me sort through my feelings. All of them. About Loki. About here. About my mission and purpose, and whether or not I even have one. But it all fell into place once I was in his arms again, and it’s like it clicked. I think I love him, and if our training is to keep going, I need to tell him.”

“Why? Why let it get in the way?” The King went over to the table by the wall, where she’d placed her flask. Grabbing it, she took a deep, desperate drink. 

“Because we can’t hold any secrets from each other,” you said, basically reciting Loki’s Golden Rule for you. “If I entrust myself to Loki, he will take care of me. That was his promise.”

“You sound like his bitch,” she said back to you bluntly. Brunnhilde nearly laughed. “A promise from Loki of Asgard is worth less than a glass of water to a whale.”

You didn’t answer her this time, instead going to replace your last throwing knife on the weapons tray. “I’m going to bed. If I’m up too late I’ll mess up my usual schedule.”

“But it won’t end well, mark me,” Brunnhilde concluded. “When it doesn’t, I don’t want you knocking on my door at 3am in tears, alright?”

You quickly gathered your things, ignoring the King’s quips once and for all, and walked out onto the path, dark, but easily visible under the moon. You were left to walk alone with your thoughts through the village and up to your home. 

She’s wrong, you convinced yourself. Anyone can have a past they regret and want to separate themselves from! He has allowed himself to open up so much to me already.

You began to second-guess yourself as you walked. No, you thought, maybe it would gum up the works if I told him? Maybe he is just using me? It isn’t like I never considered that a possibility. 

Yet, you had a hard time believing that Loki was pulling your leash. He was taking this entire affair seriously, seeing it as his big act of redemption in the eyes of the world. Now you both had the added task of protecting New Asgard from The Flock’s harassment. There was a lot for the two of you to juggle, let alone the games that the lovers on Asgard played. Perhaps this was why he wanted to take such a dominant, direct approach with you?

As you made your way toward the shop you lived under, you began to hear the sounds of furious hacking coming from up the stairs and inside the window. You instinctually ran inside and made your way toward the source of the noise. It sounded like Ivar was having a heart attack!

You found Ivar doubled over, sitting on the edge of the bed, Katja holding a tumbler of water in front of him, imploring him to drink. However, he couldn’t hold in enough breath to do so, and the coughing cycled on. 

“Oh, Y/N!” Katja called. “There’s an iron bucket in the corner, bring it, he may vomit after this!”

“Does this happen often?” you asked, a little louder than you otherwise normally would have been indoors. 

“Yes, yes,” Katja moaned. “Just bring the bucket!”

You obeyed, and after another several minutes, Ivar was calmed enough to drink some cool water, and his throat seemed soothed for a moment. As if on cue, the kettle began to whistle from the kitchen. 

Katja got to her feet. “I’m making honey tea. Would you care for some?”

Shaking your head, you sat down beside Ivar while she nodded and went to brew the tea. “Ivar, why don’t you see a doctor or healer or someone about that cough of yours?” you asked.

Calm at last, he took a moment to answer. “Do you know how old I am, Y/N?”

“Old?” you replied uncertainly. “Didn’t Loki say--”

“--when my wife and I returned from our honeymoon travels about the realms, the strapping young bachelor Odin Borsson was just ascending the throne of Asgard,” he said fondly, chuckling as if recalling a sweet memory as he spoke. “Granted, we married very young. Eloped actually. Her mother nearly had me hung by my ankles off the Bifrost!”

This made you smile as Katja returned with two cups of steaming honey tea. “Everyone guessed that he’d made me pregnant, and that was why we rushed the wedding. In truth, we just felt like doing it. No other reason, other than we saw no point in delaying what we knew was always going to happen.”

Ivar nodded. “Best decision I ever made on malt whiskey. Fact is, Y/N, I’ve lived so long, I don’t really care to endure the hassle of healing potions and the intensity of operative medicine. If it’s my hour to depart, then so it will be, by the Norns.” 

You sat with the pair for what felt like a moment or two, making sure Ivar was alright, and then made your hasty exit just as the coo-coo clock on the wall of the hallway struck 1am. So much for getting back to bed at a decent hour…

“If it’s my hour to depart, then so it will be…”

Your mind went back to the grave marker you’d read the previous night. The young woman who’d died at twenty-three of a preventable illness had the same mindset. Everyone around you seemed to think it was the most natural feeling in the world. Then why does everyone outside of Norway still treat me like a supervillain over one accident?

If nothing else, you knew you and Loki were bonded through your shared history of being cast aside and taken for granted. 

The light was already on when you opened the door and walked down the steps into the apartment. Loki was sitting on the sofa, or rather, lying back, his legs up on the coffee table, crossed at the ankle. He held a single white lily in his hand. When you came in, he barely moved, but you thought you heard a soft, disappointed sigh. 

“Where were you this evening?” he asked sternly, fiddling with the flower. 

You frowned. “With Brunnhilde, working on throwing.” 

“You were supposed to finish the book on the history of euthanasia today and report back on the Kevorkian Method,” he scolded, every bit the teacher at that moment. 

You shook your head, trying to recall ever being given those directions. “You never told me this!” 

“I most certainly did, princess,” Loki hissed, quickly growing impatient with your protests. 

“And anyway, you didn’t tell me you had errands in the city,” you replied. “I didn’t know where you were.”

Loki grinned “You missed me, did you? Disappointed when I wasn’t in bed beside you this morning?”

Shrugging, you sauntered over. “What did you do to Brunnhilde to make her despise you so? She really has it in for you, you know.”

“Yes, I suspect she does.” Again, Loki diverted the subject. “Truly, it doesn’t matter. What does matter is that you disobeyed me, whether deliberately or not.” 

You felt a chill jolt down your spine, but in a way that wasn’t completely unwelcome. Your skin began to tingle the way it did the night you gave your virginity to Loki. 

He got to his feet and closed the gap between you, the lily still in his hand. “And here I was going to ask you to Sígrblót,” he tsked, running the flower gently up and down, between your breasts, holding the stem like it was a teacher’s pointer. “That’s what this is for. A young Asgardian gives a lily to his intended escort, a symbol of life and death depending on which culture you ask. Alas, you’ve been too naughty today. Bad girls don’t get to go to festivals.”

You submissively bit your lip and looked down, letting his insults paint shameful pleasure onto your nerves. “I’m sorry, I didn’t obey you.”

“No, you didn’t,” Loki said, his voice deep and demanding. “If you still want the privilege of attending tomorrow’s revelries, you will have to earn them back.” 

Loki tossed the lily into the air above your heads. With a snap of his fingers, a quick bolt of green lightning transfigured the flower into a golden chain, looped in a leather handle at one end. It took you a moment to absorb the fact that the chain was a leash, leading down, coming up between your breasts, linking to a wide, leather collar, fastened tightly to your neck. “Now, let’s go into the bedroom. I’m going to spank you until you’re red, and then we’ll see how sorry you are for disobeying your teacher’s orders.”

Was this to be the moment you admitted something as serious as your feelings? Maybe not. 

Tomorrow, after the festival, you promised yourself as you allowed Loki to lead you to the bedroom by the leash, tugging on the chain enough that the links went taut. For now, I suppose I’ll just have to enjoy my punishment!

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[lizzietrashkittie]

Having art block sucks.

Here's some things I do to help myself work through it while still being creative:

● Play with a different brush/program then your used to. Just start doodling with it. See how it feels, see how it might influence how you handle certain lines in your work. Don't focus on mastering it, just play with it.

● Play with Colors. Google "Color Palletes" pick one that catches your eye and challenge yourself to draw with it. You could also set your work space into B/W mode and challenge yourself that way! Which could be good for working on values. Ultimately though, just focus on using the colors given in a way that feels most right for em. You don't have to have a fully rendered piece at the end. Just the specific colors.

● Play Dress Up. This ones for my oc artist! Take a character of yours and just draw up a new outfit for em. Use a base for their body if you need to, do whatever. Maybe try drawing them in something they wouldn't normally wear, or challenge yourself to include more little details then normal. Just dress em up.

● Play with Symmetry. I tend to mix this one with the dress up because it's easier to draw a fully body and outfit when you're not focusing so hard on each side being perfect. If your program has a Symmetry tool, click it on and go to town. When it's too overwhelming to draw a full face/body..draw half!

● Try a different Medium. If you normally do digital, try traditional. Or buy some cheap paints and try that. Maybe dabble in animation or clay! Sometimes your brain gets tired of doing the same old same old. So do something different for a bit to give it a small recharge. Even if it's something you've never done before. Or something you're not as good at. Any act of creation is valuable in your journey. You learn regaurdless.

● Play with a Story. Get a friend, doodle a little creature, and then pass them the canvas and ask them to give the creature a gift. After that, expand. What if you have this creature a hat? Perhaps it's at a party and needs a friend. Maybe a jealous ex appears?? Go back and forth and keep doodling on more and more of the story. Have fun with it.

● Remember, It's okay to be imperfect. Alot of artist will hammer it into you that you shouldn't have any mistakes in your work. And often times this leads to unsatisfaction, which contributes to art block. It's important to sometimes just create for the sake of creation. Let yourself doodle imperfect shapes. Let a few eyes look kinda wonky. Allow yourself and your art to not be perfect. You don't have to focus on every little detail all of the time. Breath. And just let the lines happen.

Lastly, remember that struggling with this doesn't make you less of an artist. And there will be times where the best option for you IS to step away and take a break from art all together. Again, your brain gets tired. That's not a fault in you and it doesn't make you less of an artist. Treating yourself and your creative journey with compassion is important. You're a person. And that's okay.

[sleepingdeath-light]

wally + painting as foreplay hcs ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (19/06/23)

fandom(s) ; welcome home

fandom masterlist(s) ; sfw | nsfw

character(s) ; wally darling

outline ; “nsfw request (from an adult! haha) for more of Wally and the painting foreplay from your last post because I absolutely love the idea and I’m curious about the details!”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, referenced sexual intercourse, use of painting as a form of foreplay

note ; block the tag ‘playfellowxxx’ if you don’t want to see nsfw content for this fandom — clown created it for this specific use haha

additional note ; if anyone can guess what the third method is a reference to then you get a cookie

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

wally is, before anything else, an artist — painting is practically in his blood — so it’s no surprise that this passion of his would make its way into the bedroom

there are a few ways that this tends to manifest itself so i’ll go through them in order of likelihood

the first is that it’s a painting of an erotic pose/outfit that turns into something more involved

typically this begins with him being solidly behind a canvas and viewing you and the scene you’re apart of through the lens of artistry rather than arousal

of course he finds the sight appealing and attractive on principle — it involves you after all — but the intention is innocent enough so his mind is centred on mixing acrylics and sketching shapes and the like

he’s mentally breaking you down to your components rather than seeing the whole picture: the curve of your throat, the swell of your thighs, the strain of your arms and the array of toys and gear that surround you

light and shadow and shading and colours and his hands are covered in paints and there’s some on his face… his hair is more black than blue, even

and he’s not going to be thinking about sex unless you invite him into the scene or mention wanting to see the painting close up

even then it will take him a minute since his mind is elsewhere, but after that he’ll start to appreciate the full picture in a much more active (and enjoyable) way for you both

the second is done through him painting you whilst you’re being pleasured or pleasuring yourself

whether it’s by instructing you to masturbate or using a remote controlled toy, this method will involve him trying to depict you in the throes of pleasure to the best of his abilities

he thinks you look absolutely stunning when you’re getting off and he wants to be able to capture that moment in paint and pencil — which, of course, means that there will be more than one attempt needed for him to get it right

this time he’s not oblivious to the eroticism of the situation and is instructing you on what to do in a calm and gentle voice — praising you for doing so well as he always does

‘hmm… spread your legs a bit wider please, dear,’

‘now, now, don’t muffle yourself — i promise you’re not distracting me,’

‘hmm… i’m not sure if i got your eyes quite right. would you be okay with trying that again?’

he’ll show you each sketch and painting after the fact whilst he helps you come down from your climax

talking you through the techniques he used and pointing out things about you that he loves through the art piece

and, of course, he’s more than happy to reward you for a job well done — which is what leads to some more active commentary on how much he appreciates your body, your words and, well, just you in general

the third, and final, way that painting is used as a type of foreplay for wally would be him painting your body like it’s a canvas

this would rarely ever happen because it just wouldn’t be something he’d think of doing — so you’d have to be the one to propose it

he’d probably struggle a bit with planning and fretting over the logistics of finding body safe paints (especially if you have sensitive skin)

but once everything is sorted out he’d probably get really into it in the moment

he’s printing the natural world onto your naked body and he’s being so gentle and focused as he does so

petunias and forget-me-nots and baby’s breath and lilies and roses and lavender and bluebells and daisies and so much more

each one with its petals painted heavy and thick with it’s stems brushed faint and thin — decorating and complimenting every dip and curve and scar and stretch mark that made your body your own

he’s humming some song or another as he makes his way further and further down: from your lips and cheeks, to your throat and chest, down your stomach and back, along your thighs and calves before ending at your sex

by then you’re a breathing work of art and the sun is warm and low and he’s looking at you like you were one of the beautiful blooming flowers that now decorated your skin

and you kiss him and he kisses you and you make love

the artwork gone — smudged all over your faces and bodies and the blanket beneath you — but it’s impact permanent

a memory, a moment, an emotion

then nothing went to waste — not even as you carry yourselves up to shower together and are intimate once again and you feel and see the paint (in a mixture of other things) washing away down the drain

[impulsivefanwriter]

Art Commissions (OPEN!)

Hi everyone! I'm opening art commissions because I want to commission a few artists myself haha, below are some price charts, what I will and won't draw, and examples of my work

All my prices are in Canadian Dollars (CAD), transfer over PayPal (may include additional fees from PayPal of $3 CAD for Europe, Northern Europe, and the US, and $5 CAD outside of those markets)

Please send references

Price Chart

Pencil Sketch

Headshot: $5

Half-Body: $15

Full-Body: $20

Fine-Line

Headshot: $10

Half-Body: $20

Full-Body: $30

Colour

Headshot: $15

Half-Body: $30

Full-Body: $40

Additional Character(s) -- Varies per order/details

Extra Details - Additional Price Determined on Case-by-Case; these include:

Tails

Mer Tails

Wings

Extra and/or Complex Outfit, Pattern, or Body Details

Props

More dynamic poses (these often require larger drawings)

IMPORTANT INFO - PLEASE READ CAREFULLY

I have every right to decline.

Payment before Sketch or after 'messy sketch' stage for Fine-line or Colour.

Commissions can take up to 1-2 weeks depending on the order (I will inform you if it takes longer or if there are orders ahead of yours before I can start)

For Fine-line or Colour, I'll send a 'messy sketch' and ask if there's any changes needed.

No major changes are to be made after 'messy sketch' approval.

No refunds once 'messy sketch' of the commission is approved. If you request a refund, please do so as soon as possible before that stage.

Please provide proof of receipt on PayPal.

Please provide (a) reference(s) for the character(s). If you can/want, you may also provide a pose reference, preferably for a front-facing angle

You may make multiple individual orders

I may not have every colour available as I do traditional art and not digital, but I will do my best to keep it as close to the reference as possible

Please DM me (you can send an ask IN ADDITION to the DM) if you are interested. You can the ask box for questions before DMing. Details for commissions are preferred, especially in cases of limited or canon media references. Some poses or expressions may require some questions on character personality and/or background

Prices may vary depending on your order

Shading is minimal if at all (see examples of work for details), no backgrounds (you may add your own backgrounds, image or drawn, to commissioned art, but you cannot claim that as your art)

You may use commissioned art for personal reasons with credit but you may not use it for retail, reselling, or commercial merch. If you are unsure, please ask me

Will Draw

Original Characters

Humans/Mostly Humanoid (includes androids, merfolk, etc, see below examples for some ideas)

Fanart (especially Ninjago)

LGBTQ+

Soft Angst

Won't/Can't Draw

NSFW (specifically nude or sexualization - if you are unsure, please ask)

Hate/Racist/Homophobic Art

Pedo/Toxic Ship Art

Mecha

Anthro/animal-headed

Heavy Gore

Death

Realism (it just doesn't fit my art style)

Examples of my Work (with example pricing)

Left: Headshot Sketch with Greyscale Colour & Extra Detail -- $10

Right: Full-body Sketch with Mer Tail & Complex Detail -- $30

Left: Full-body Fine-line -- $30

Right: Full-body Fine-line with Tail & Extra Detail -- $40

Left: Half-body Colour -- $30

Right: Half-body Colour + Wings -- $45

Left: Full-body Colour -- $40

Right: Full-body Colour + Extra Detail -- $45

Left: Full-Body Colour with Tail & Extra Detail -- $50

Right: Full-Body Colour with Tail & Extra Detail -- $50

Left: Full-body Colour with Extra Detail -- $45

Right: Full-body Colour with Tail & Complex Detail -- $60

Left: Full-Body Colour with Mer Tail -- $50

Right: Full-Body Colour with Mer Tail, Complex Pose/Mild Shading, and Larger Drawing (Custom Pricing) -- $75

Left: Full-Body Colour (Two Characters) -- $65

Right: Full-Body Colour (Two Characters) with Mer Tails & Complex Pose, and Larger Drawing (Custom Pricing) -- $90

Below: Full-Body Colour (Six Characters), Wings, Extra Detail/Mild Shading, and Larger Drawing (Custom Pricing)

[ravensvirginity]

The Issue with Beast World #5

MAJOR spoilers below the cut, just in case you wanted to go in blind

This, in my opinion is?? So lazy??

Trust me, I have plenty of issues with how they're framing Raven's lack of vengeance on doing what Gar would do, seeing as Raven's whole thing is being kind and pacifistic because she doesn't want to give into her demon side. AND of course, GAR is the character with an extensive history of getting insane and violent when he wants revenge. But I've talked a lot about how bad Raven's characterization is in this comic, and I want to talk about this moment specifically.

This, in my opinion, is representative of not only a lot of what's wrong with Raven's current writing, but of problems a lot of comics are having as a whole right now. The point of Raven's demon side has always been more of a concept; the idea of fighting against your personal demons so you don't become what you hate. Of course, it's always been somewhat literal, as Raven does literally fight against Trigon trying to control her, but never "Raven has an evil clone that's a completely separate person from her" until less than 5 years ago, and I'd say this is the most egregious example yet.

This isn't an issue with just Raven, but comics as a whole: the pretty simple concept of a character struggling with a force wearing them down mentally and trying to goad them into things they would normally never do is too complex for this shallow story. Raven needs to LITERALLY fight her evil self, to the point her evil self is a completely separate entity that can be fought physically, because there's that little nuance to the story.

This comic is only concerned with cheap emotional moments and not so epic epic action scenes. I'm sure that in the next issue, Raven and evil demon clone Raven will have an entirely physical fight with each other. Superhero comics are already a medium chock full of physically fighting villains, there's no need for this aspect of Raven's character to become a literal fight.

This is such a bad story and character choice, imo. It's so much more interesting and meaningful to have Raven fight Trigon and her demon side as a mental battle. It shows how resilient Raven is as a person, how much she believes in her pacifistic ideals and her desire to be a good person, and it's way more dramatic to see her finally give in. Raven, our friend and teammate Raven, being evil and fighting the Titans packs WAY more of a punch than Raven's evil shadow self who just showed up out of nowhere. This demon Raven could be Raven's sister and it would change nothing about the story. There's no aspect of fighting one's inner demons if the demon isn't inner and just another villain that can be fought physically.

Lastly, that demon Raven design is terrible, beyond the general terribleness of Raven's look right now. Where are the extra eyes? Red skin? Horns? Anything remotely nonhuman and body horrory? It's literally just a carbon copy of Raven with a different outfit, and I can't totally tell from just the one panel but I think she's got black eyes?? That's it??? The art is good technically but this is such a bad choice. Make her actually look like an evil demon!!!

[faggotwalkwithme]

that time of year... (the layout is horrendous on purpose btw i thoguht it would be funny.)

ramblings below the cut again :]

january - jonmartin fanart,,,, i remember how much fun i had drawing this specifically their outfits :DD i still think its decent and i think its the piece i have with the most notes, which im grateful for but also like why

february - scenemo bingo and goth punk bluey fanart because i was awesome. i actually had my birthday (which was also that month) goth bluey themed. i think the art itself is kind of mid now especially bingo but the concept is awesome and more people should see my vision

march - i had no full art pieces :((((( so this is a jarthur doodle where they hold hands after arthur did something DIFFICULT!! i think its pretty cute. but it is just a doodle. sigh.

april - ASH WILLIAMS ?!?!?!?!?i think this is pretty cool tho the colours r kind of muted im a fan of the blood and the grey streak ... <3

may - self portrait of me for the malevolent zine 'this too shall pass'. im actually pretty happy with it, its so cute!

june - floorshow brad majors fanart. i was sooo gay. i am gay. im proud of it except for the face and background to be honest. i still get notes on it today and its really funny cuz its just other people being gay. happy with it

july - OLD MAN ASH WILLIAMS ?!?!?!?!?!? i remember i was watching ash vs evil dead and felt a little bit too homosexual and needed to get it out of my system. keep in mind this was still before i was insane about evil dead. i frankly think the body and the background suck ass and this drawing is BAD👎

august - laura palmer painting number 1. really quite happy with this. i like her a lot. just not so happy with the background, i think i couldve done it better. (i was trying to make it so that you could see the waiting room peeking out from cracks in the wall but that wasnt obvious and was just kind of stupid so like whateverrrr).

september - laura palmer painting number 2. i actually prefer this one, i put more work into it than the first one? it might not look as good but i was more independent with the colour picking and was doing a lot more of the reference from eye. i also think it looks prettier and i like how the hair turned out :))

october - this was a busy month for me so this is just a cringetober piece. self insert. me as an s-mart employee. UM.anyway.s. i think its cute but definitely my weakest piece on here apart from maybe the bluey art. woah wait i just realised i appear twice on this thing

november - dale cooper painting!!! im really happy with this i think it turned out really nice and pretty and that i captured how angelic he looks in that scene :)) im especially proud of the eyes.

december - ASH WILLIAMS X3?!?!?!?!?!!??!? this is pretty cute. literally judt drew it likke 2 day ago. hes cute