#lemon speaks

[ionlylikemycat]

if i had a nickel for every time they made a bad live action avatar the last airbender that fundamentally misunderstood the original, i’d have two nickels! which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that it happened twice

[lemonfodrizzleart]

Completed commission for @copaline , thanks again!

I'm back and opened more slots for commissions again, check here for more info. It would be a big help ❤

[mytheoristavenue]

Things Perv!Usopp does 🍋

Summary: A collection of habits that Usopp has picked up in his pursuit of you.

Warnings: Perv!Usopp, NSFW, MDNI, sexual content

Perv!Usopp who steals your clothes. Everything he takes has a use to him. He uses your spent towels and washcloths to wipe his brow when he sweats while tinkering. He uses your shirts as pillow cases, inhaling your scent while he sleeps. His favorite though, are your underwear. He loves pumping himself into them, sniffing them, and sometimes he even carries them in his pocket as a good luck charm.

Perv!Usopp who touches himself while looking at pictures of you. He has several in a box under his bed, and even a few framed around his factory. His favorite one is the one he keeps in a frame on his desk. He loves how you smile at him through the glass, your hand shyly brushing hair behind your ear, and skin glowing from the tropical sun above. Your bikini leaves little for him to imagine, and he loves it.

Perv!Usopp who rubs tanning oil on your back when you decide to suntan with Nami and Robin. He only ever does it for you, though, always making up some excuse if ask by one of the other girls. He loves the way your warm skin feels under his fingertips, and the way the oil makes you glisten. Sometimes, depending on which swim suit you're wearing, he can get away with entirely untying your straps and letting them fall lax at your sides. If you question, he'll say it was in the way, and he doesn't want you to get tan lines. After, he'll book it back to his shop and relieve himself, fantasizing about rubbing your down with his own blend of special oils.

Perv!Usopp who likes bathing in your bathwater after you get out. He knows it's gross and he's even dirtier now than before but that's the point. He loves sinking down and submerging himself in your water. Sometimes, he gets lucky and finds that you've left your washcloth behind, and he'll rub it all over himself, imagining all the places it could've been. After he gets out, he keeps it for his collection.

Perv!Usopp who listens to you nag about how you're almost sure that Nami steals all your clothes, and then takes you out to buy new ones. He'll sit in boutiques, waiting for you to come out of the dressing room and model the outfits he picks. He knows you're putting on a private show, just for him, and it's so arousing. Every once in a while, he'll take you to a nice intimate wear store to replace the ones he Nami stole. He feels so lucky when he gets to pick out cute little matching numbers for you, using the teasing excuse that, maybe if you have cute underwear, you'll finally 'get laid and chill out'. He specifically picks pieces that he thinks will feel nice against him in a few weeks.

Perv!Usopp who constantly chides you about being a 'virgin', or in dire need of sexual contact. He'll tease you and tell you that all you need is a good 'dicking down' and you wouldn't be so mad all the time. He sometimes even lightly degrades you, laughing that you'll need a lot of practice before you can bag a stud such as himself, but he, as nice as he is, would be happy to give you some tips.

Perv!Usopp who bullies you on your lack of companionship, and then pleasures himself to the image of your flustered face, and the sound of you begging him to stop. He'll recall the moment differently while he's touching himself, pretending that you were begging him to go easier on you, that his roughness is too overwhelming for you. "Oh, fuck, Usopp! You're so mean..." Sometimes he'll talk to himself, pretending he's whispering sweet nothings to you while he revenges you. "Yeah, baby. I'm mean alright...And I'm gonna keep being mean 'til you cum all over this dick."

Perv!Usopp who finds reasons to touch you, whatever means necessary. He'll grab your hips and slide between your back and the wall in the hallways of the ship, saying that you were in his way while pressing his crotch to your backside. He'll initiate tickle fights with you, just to get you pinned to the deck, biting on his lip as he watches you writhe underneath his touch.

Perv!Usopp who lets you lay all over him. In the evening, when Robin reads her stories aloud, you're almost always in his lap, laying in between his legs, back against his chest. Other times, you'll share a hammock, you begging him to let you nap with him, before crawling in and fully laying on top of him. He has to be very careful not to make his arousal obvious.

Perv!Usopp who steals your diary often, just incase your writing about him. On occasion, he'll stumble across you rambling about some random act of kindness he'd done for you, and how it made you feel. He'll take note of it, making sure to do it again as he reads over and over about how sweet and cute he is, the praise going straight to his crotch.

Ok I'm done. 🥴

[lem0nrat]

hey ethogirl nation. how do we feel about curly hair etho

[lemmon-grove]

Okay, so I had a brain fart. What /if/ the male persona 3 protagonist, Akihiko, AND Shinjiro were in a big ‘ol poly relationship. But, and hear me out, only Akihiko and Shinjiro are dating and p3-kun is a ageless god whose just been watching stalking them from his hide-y hole.

[sarahscakesandsweets]

Macarons mit einer leckeren Zitronen-Ganache. Einfach eine perfekte Kombination ☺️💛

[lemonytrait]

inactivity:(

sorry for the inactivity guys, my computer charger has been broken for a while and I finally got a new one!

[constellation-sys]

alr so im a kagamine len fictive but i love role playing as sailor moon or hawks. idk who i am. idc. i’m Chaos Incarnate and here to have fun >:D

-lemon

[lemonmancer]

Just a heads up that as much as I love the absolute bonkers out of Arcane, it doesn’t act quite as strong source of inspiration to me these days art-wise so moving forward you’ll probably continue to see less of it here.

Doesn’t mean that I’m dipping out of the fandom entirely or won’t draw the ratman ever again, but I’ll be revisiting some other stuff that gets this brain all tickled and properly riled up, as well as keep doing studies to hopefully improve my art. Learn more and all that ✌🏼

[darkworld-multimuse]

“I apologize would a visual representation be more tasteful than it’s verbal counterpart?”

“ <3 “ 

[sergey-19]

[ionlylikemycat]

they’re literally raising a child together why won’t you let them kiss

[lemonfodrizzleart]

Howdy y'all~

I'm still alive indeed and hanging around from here to there! I hate to beg like this, but I lost my job early December and job hunting has proven to be difficult right now. I only have one potential interview so far, but to keep me going financially I'm now opening up for commissions! With more added slots :)

And for January only I'll be offering one FREE character sketch with each purchase!

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[mytheoristavenue]

*turns on lap in dark room* ya know what im here for 😈😈 may I request a 2012perv x clueless reader for Mikey and Raph please 🙇🏾‍♀️🙇🏾‍♀️

Sure thing, this will be the Mikey version!

TMNT 2012 Perv!Michael Angelo x Clueless!Reader - Boo Boos

Summary: While out skating, Mikey scrapes up his knee and takes a guilty pleasure in being the subject of your care.

Warnings: Perv! Mikey, mention of injury, innuendo, language, sub!Mikey, praise kink

"Crap!" Mikey hissed dramatically, groaning while splayed out on the dirty cement floor of the defunct subway station. You gasped and scurried over to him, skidding on your knees to his side.

"Oh my gosh, Mikey, are you okay?" you fretted, hesitantly reaching out to touch the fresh red marks on his skin.

"Obviously not," he scoffed, finally sitting up. "I totally wipe out." He pouted for a moment before his eyes wandered over to his skateboard, divided in two, and laying scattered on the abandoned train tracks. "Shit, my board!" He cried, limping over to the edge of the sidewalk and looming over it. "It's snapped in half! Goddamnit!"

"Maybe we should just go home?" you suggested, trying to pry him away from the ground by his shoulder. "We should get you patched up or you might get dirt in your scrape."

He sighed unhappily, and rolled over onto his shell, head drooping over the cliff. "Yeah whatever, just grab my board, would ya?"

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After a short trek back to the lair, you tossed your now crippled friend onto the couch while you bustled around the living space. "Maybe Donnie can fix it," you cooed in an effort to lift his spirits. "I'll take it to him on the way to get the first aid kit." Mikey sat on the sofa, heavily pouting. This was so lame. When you came back, you had the aforementioned kit, a bottle of alcohol, a rag, and no skateboard. "Good news," you chirped, walking over. "Don said it'd be an easy fix and he should have time for it in a few days."

"A few days?!" he whined. "What am I supposed to do until then?"

You shrugged nervously. It seemed like nothing could make him happy. "You can borrow mine until then, sound good?"

"I guess..." he sighed, propping his chin on his fist. His annoyance was short lived, attention caught by by something shifting in his peripheral. Looking down, he found that you'd situated yourself between his legs, peering up at him with the prettiest smile. "What are you doing?" he asked, heat creeping into his cheeks.

"Fixing up your knee?" you giggled. "It would have been awkward if I sat beside you and had to lean over you." This wasn't much less awkward, he had to admit, but he didn't plan on asking you to move. Secretly, he rather enjoyed the sight of you sitting between his knees.

"Whatever, just make it quick." he scoffed, averting his gaze in order to hid his flushed face. He once again hissed as you dabbed an alcohol soaked cotton ball against his tender flesh. He made moves to try and escape you, but he couldn't bring himself to tear away from your dainty grasp on his ankle. "Fuck, (Y/N), that hurts!"

"I know it does," you soothed, stroking a thumb against his calf. "But you're taking it like a champ." Something about the double meaning of your words, paired with the innocence of your smile did him in. You could pour that entire bottle of chemical onto his wounds right now, and he'd let you with few complaints, as long as you praised him like that again.

"I-I am?" he sputtered, relaxing a bit under your touch. You nodded proudly, dabbing his knee again, this time with a clean, wet rag.

You sure are," you cooed, unwinding a roll of gauze between your hands. "Doing so good, Mikey." The terrapin shudder at the way his name sounded when it left your lips. "Now hold still so I can wrap it, we're almost done."

His breath hitched at the way your eyes batted up at him, looking so deliciously oblivious to how incredibly seductive your tone was. "Y-yes, Mommy."

Your eyes shot open at his comment, and your hands froze in mid air. Your gaze darted to his, shocked and a little unnerved. "What did you just say?"

Mikey's entire world was falling down around him. He couldn't have possibly just said that, could he? There was no way he'd be that stupid! Frantically he searched for some type of excuse, to gaslight you into thinking you'd misheard. "Uh," he stalled. "Sorry. Heh, get it?" You waited with cautious eyes for the punchline of his joke, only for it to be farther delayed by awkward silence. "Like the meme, ya know? 'Mommy? Sorry. Mommy? Sorry.' Heh heh, it's funny!"

His hands trembled with humiliation as you eyed him like a rabbit would a dog, carefully packing the first aid kit and backing away. "That's...still pretty weird, Mike." As you set the kit on the kitchen island, you grabbed your bag, pretending to glance at your phone. "Uh, it's pretty late. I'm gonna head out..."

You couldn't leave the lair quick enough, and you made sure to grab your skateboard on the way out, no longer comfortable with letting him borrow it. He watched you leave, head hung in shame and the last few minutes playing on repeat in his mind before flailing back onto the couch to whine.

"Damnit!"

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[lem0nrat]

girl ur art is so cool id like to EAT it im also drawing that vampire etho

thank u fellow ethogirl nation citizen AND OH BOY PLS TAG ME IF U DO

[lamplit-lemons]

i promise im alive just busy