#reporter on set 💜🖤

[septic-selfships]

You are the shower of light I devour...

My name's Jasper, welcome to my selfship sideblog! I'm pan-aro and agender/dollgender. Most of my f/o's are somewhere between platonic and romantic, but all of my JSE f/o's definitely lean romantic. I'm mostly going to be reblogging stuff here, but I may occasionally do ask games too. I'll try not to be too NSFW over here because it's embarrassing lol.

My main f/o's at the moment are M.arvin the Magnificent (JSE Ego Media) and Antisepticeye/ALTR 114209 (JSE Ego Media), and I'm uncomfortable sharing Marvin! The only other f/o I'm uncomfy sharing is Heather D. (Heathers 1988). Otherwise I'm cool sharing, especially if we have f/o's from the same media!

Heart divider from @cafekitsune | profile picture from @florenceisfalling | blinkies from @bondedosegos

More stuff under the cut

My self insert is Valerie Hart, an 18/23 year old (depending on the f/o, 23 for the older ones) who loves writing and anything covered in hearts, bows, and frills. They use they/it/love pronouns.

I try to stay out of discourse, but I'm firmly anti harrassment and post dark content sometimes. Otherwise, the only other people I don't want interacting are ageless blogs, and minors should tread with caution because of the NSFW stuff (unless I know you from Main for either one).

Most of my ships are perfectly fine, but Anti is... Anti, and that's where a majority of the dark content here will come from, along with the Twins.

And speaking of which! I don't ship myself with their creator, r.pf makes me kinda uncomfy. This is for the characters that he made, all of which are featured in the comics (besides Stacy)!

Text posts will be tagged with [#selfship], art and other visual stuff will be tagged with [#framed photos], stuff that reminds me of them will be tagged with [#aesthetic], gushes/adoration posts will be tagged with [#love letters], and selfship games will be under [#game time]!

My f/o's in alphabetical order:

D.emon Slayer-

Inosuke Hashibira (boar boy)

H.eathers 1988-

Heather Duke (Duke my beloved)

JSE Ego Media-

Antisepticeye (glitch bitch)

Jackieboy Man (hero boy)

(and my versions of both of them as a polyship)

Marvin the Magnificent (magic man)

Stacy Brody (princess in pink)

M.onster High-

CA Cupid (love genius)

Frankie Stein (G3) (sparked to life)

R.ainbow High-

Carmen Major (star shredder) (polyship)

Krystal Bailey (reporter on set)

Lola Wilde (Wilde heart)

Lyric Lucas (golden voice) (polyship)

Vanessa Tempo (rhythm royalty) (polyship)

Veronica Storm (bubblegum vampiress)

R.ide the Cyclone-

Jane Doe (headless doll)

Mischa Bachinski (bad egg) and Talia Bolinska (telephone fiancée) (polyship)

V.oid S.ilver

Sister Twin (dear sister) and Brother Twin (darling brother) (polyship)

I hope to have some fun over here!

[eetherealgoddess]

hey bestie. requesting a yandere rindou haitanj scenario where reader (cis fem) is currently dating Ran, but rindou is obsessed with her and wants her for himself. a noncon smut where ran leaves reader at home for some reason and rindou takes the opportunity to do the noncon smut and ran ends up catching them, but instead of getting mad, ran just joins them. 💜🖤

Of course!! Hope you like it ♡︎♡︎♡︎

ꨄBrothers Conflictꨄ

Oneshot - Yandere Haitani Brothers Au

Not fully proofread

MY TR FANDOM WORKS ARE ONLY ON TUMBLR, AO3, AND WATTPAD UNDER EETHEREALGODDESS! REPORT IF YOU SEE IT POSTED UNDER ANYONE ELSE BUT ME!!!

I apologize if I get any Japanese etiquette or culture wrong, I literally have to research the culture for some of my fandom stories so if anything is wrong, please excuse my ignorance.

Notice:

✩Y/n is 18+. I picture her as a black female but you can see her however.

✩Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.

✩Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.

✩Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.

✩There may be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable

✩That being said, this story is for 18+ only.

Enjoy!

Brothers Conflict

Being a Haitani’s girlfriend comes with its perks. Not only is Ran an attentive boyfriend, he loves to spoil his girl with all the finer things. Jewelry, makeup, clothes, nails, you name it, it’s done. It was a done deal as soon as he set his eyes on you. It was interesting considering you were the pursuer at first, having a small crush that grew into something more. Finally, ignoring all of your anxiety you confessed, only to find out that he had the same feelings.

Considering it’s hard to read his emotions, you had no idea that he had been thinking about you as much as you thought about him. It was a wholesome moment when he accepted your confession and surprised you with his own gift the next day to properly ask you to be his official girlfriend. It almost felt too good to be true.

After the first hang out, you met his brother Rin. Unfortunately, the awkward meeting resulted in his subtle insults at the dinner table along with the scowl plastered on his face. Worried that you had crossed a boundary of some sort, Ran reassured you that he acted that way with all his girlfriends and explained that he was just being a protective younger brother.

Brushing it off, you let go of your anxious thoughts and continued on as a normal girlfriend. A few months pass and the tension flees, though you still catch Rin’s intense glare boring into you whenever you and Ran relax at their apartment. You refrained from bringing it up, not wanting to cause any problems between the two brothers.

One day, you had been watching tv as you stroked your boyfriend's hair, his head resting on your lap as he breathed steadily, indicating a deep slumber. After a while, he wakes up and slowly pushes himself off of your lap. You eye him in confusion.

“There’s something I forgot to do. I’ll be back later, babe.” He says before giving you a peck to your forehead and hopping off the sofa. He checks for his wallet in his pocket and opens the door to leave. Once the door shuts behind him, you grab your phone and pull up an app, bored out of your mind as you scroll mindlessly.

“Don’t you have your own home or something?” A voice speaks from the side of the couch. You almost jump out of your skin, you have forgotten that your boyfriend’s younger brother was home.

“Ran invited me over.” You shrug, already used to the subtle jabs to the point that they don’t really affect you as bad. He ignores you as he grabs a glass of water before walking into the living room and sitting next to you, crossing a leg. Your eyebrows furrow at his choice of seating.

“What do you see in my brother, Y/n?”

You pause for a moment, not really expecting a question like that out of nowhere. He takes a sip of the liquid as he readjusts his glasses.

“W-well, I don’t really know how to explain it other than the fact that I would take a bullet for him. I like that I can be myself around him.” You shrug. Honestly, your feelings couldn’t be explained though you know for a fact you’re smitten over the older Haitani. You had been for years prior. The excitement you felt when he accepted your confession was unlike any other happy moment you’ve had. You feel safe when you’re around him, whether to be yourself completely or physically, knowing he’s protective. Of course, this is hard to explain when you’re called out on the spot.

“What a lame answer. Are you sure you deserve my brother?” You make eye contact with him.

“Maybe not.” You sigh, “but I do love him if that’s what you’re worried about. I’m not going to try and hurt him or anything.”

It’s a funny thing, really. You think he’s asking as a protective younger brother. Such a naive girl, though that’s something he noticed in you from the beginning. The little love letters and gifts he opened whenever he found them in his brother’s trash. The excitement he saw on your face from a distance when Ran accepted your confession, not willingly on his own but by his younger brother’s bargaining. The hue that formed on your face when you read the notes from ‘Ran,’ not realizing who they were actually written by.

The plan was easy, really. Ran asks you out so his younger brother can get closer to you. What wasn’t part of the plan was Ran falling for you mid relationship. It just wasn’t fair. He never noticed you until Rin noticed you. Of course, they argued about it. Argued over you. It was interesting how much conflict you were bringing to the brothers without even knowing it. Yes, such a naive thing.

You eye him curiously, wondering why he hadn’t answered you. After a moment of Rin lost in his thoughts, he sets the cup down and stands up. Turning towards you, he bends over and snatches you from the sofa, placing you over his shoulder as he walks to the hall of the apartment.

“Hey! What are you doing?” You exclaim as you hit his back repeatedly. Once he reached his bedroom, he shut the door before tossing you on the bed.

“Rin?”

He climbs on top of you, pinning you to the bed.

“Why? Why do you love him so fucking much?” Your eyebrows furrow as you gaze at him with confusion. You wince as his grip tightens.

“What about me? I’m the one who tried so hard to get you! I’m the one who did everything!”

“Rin, I-I don’t know what you’re talking about!” You try to reason with him, anxious out of your mind.

“The notes, the letters, all of it! It was all me.” He hissed, nails digging into your skin. “It was all a plan!”

“What? N-no.” You say in denial. You were so happy when Ran finally decided to give you attention within your relationship considering the beginning of it was a little confusing. You take a moment to think back to those detailed notes that stated things only Ran should know. Was it really all a ploy?

The younger Haitani smirks. “Yes, your precious boyfriend lied to you. Multiple times. He didn’t even have feelings for you until recently.” Tears threaten to fall as a familiar lump forms in your throat.

“N-no. Please, stop saying those things.” You hold back from crying, no longer in denial though not wanting to continue to hear anymore of what was coming out of his mouth.

“I’m tired of waiting for you to wake up, Y/n. It’s time you give back to me.” He states, removing his glasses and setting them down. You take the opportunity to use your free hand to slap him.

“Get off of me!” You shout angrily, tears finally spilling. You just want to leave and sulk by yourself. Rotting in your bed as you send Ran a break up text.

Instead of pinning the arm down, he ignores your outburst by grabbing your neck and lowering his face.

“If you bite me, I will fuck you up.” He promised with a deranged glint in his eyes. You could only stare in horror as he brought his lips to yours. He moves his lips along you hungrily before piercing his tongue through, saliva sliding out of your mouth as you don’t respond.

Using your free hand, you attempt to shove him by the shoulder though it doesn’t work. When he pulls back, he stops for a moment to wipe his mouth and gaze at your eyes. Before you could stop him, his face nuzzled between your shoulder and neck, piling kisses slowly up your skin as you grip his shoulder.

“Rin, don’t do this.” You cry, ignored as he uses both of his hands to tear your shirt. You gasp as the cold air hits your skin, the shirt torn apart, revealing your bare breasts considering you didn’t wear a bra today. His hands grab your mounds, gently squeezing as he releases a quiet moan.

“I was angry the first time I saw you and my brother have sex.” He lowers his head as he sucks one of the nipples, flicking his tongue before closing his lips around the nub once more. A heartbeat forms from your clit as you slightly arch your back from the chill that runs up your spine.

“Rin, please stop.” Your voice cracked, still hurt from the words before though frustrated with the reaction your body is emitting. He makes eye contact with heavy lids.

“But then, I couldn’t help but watch. Your intoxicating moans drew me in, Y/n.” His husky voice vibrated against your nipple, his lips barely touching the nub as he speaks, breath causing your nipple to harden.

“Such a slutty girl. Legs wide open for my brother, begging for more.” He returns to sucking, along with one of his hands easing down to your pants, unhooking them before sliding into your panties.

“Rin.” You whisper. “Just wait, please. W-we can talk about this.” You bite your lip when you feel his finger push against your clit. He slowly rolls his finger against the nub, eyeing you as he continues to lick your nipple. His other hand fondles the other breast, pulling and rubbing circles on your nipple. Your hands held his shoulders, pushing him once more, to no avail.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about your face and how it looked when he was eating you out. The way you rubbed your pussy against his face. I came so hard thinking about you, baby.” He whispers the last sentence.

Your fingers tighten against his shirt as he accelerates his finger against your pussy. Your hips twitch as your head falls back. You felt the juice fall out of your pussy as he gave another lick to your nipple.

Suddenly, he pulls his hand out and sits up. He moves off of you and swiftly pulls your pants off. You try sitting up only to be pushed down before he tears your panties off.

“Rin! This is wrong!”

He ignores you as he opens your legs, fitting himself in between as he holds your thighs down. He doesn’t give you a chance before his lips circle around your clit. Your hips jolt up as you grab his head as an attempt to push him away. His grip only tightens around your thighs, squeezing his arms around painfully as well as using his nails to leave indents, eyeing you from below. You yelp in pain as you fall back, the pleasure of his tongue flicking your nub conflicting with your emotions.

“Well, brother. This was quicker than I thought.” A voice comes from the doorway. You look up surprised to see your boyfriend.

“Ran, i-it’s not what it looks like! I swear!” You cry out.

“It’s okay, baby. I know.” He sighs as he sits behind you, positioning himself to lean against the headboard as your back leans against him.

“I know I have some explaining to do. We can talk about it later, alright? Just relax.” He circles his arms around your waist, his hands moving to hold your breasts as he leaves a trail of kisses on your shoulder.

Rin uses his fingers to gather your slick before pressing two of them inside of you, angling it to hit your g-spot steadily as he continues sucking and licking your clit. You couldn’t help but thrust your hips to force his fingers deeper, releasing a moan before heavily breathing as the overwhelming sensation takes over your body. Your eyes fall into the back of your head as you lay against Ran.

“I just want you to know that I love you so much, even if our relationship didn’t start off as ideal.” Ran softly speaks against your ear while pinching and fondling your nipples.

“W-why did you, ah… lie to… fuck! Lie to me?”

“Oh God!” You exclaim as Rin continues to bring you closer to the edge, accelerating once more as the sounds of your wet pussy fills the room. You feel Ran’s hardened cock against your back.

“I said we’ll talk about it later.” He uses one hand to pull your chin back, landing a passionate kiss on your lips as your body moves against him, grinding your hips against Rin’s face as he adds another finger.

“I-I’m gonna…ah!” You moan as you finally release, Rin lapping up all your juices as your body convulses.

When Rin moves from your legs, he removes his pants as Ran gently shifts you on your knees. You breathe heavily as your legs tremble from your orgasm. Rin guides you on top of himself as you weakly rest your head on his shoulder.

“W-wait! What about a condom?” You say against his neck.

“It’ll be a Haitani either way.” Ran states as he removes his own pants.

Before you could respond, Rin pulls you down as he shoves his cock all the way in. Both of you groan as the feeling of your pussy is stretched and wrapped tightly around his girth. His arms wrap around your back as he holds it there. You feel Ran spread your cheeks before he uses your leaking cream and his own saliva to rub against his cock. He eased the head in, a pain shooting through your back as you whimpered against Rin’s neck.

“I’m gonna fuck this pussy so good.” Rin breathes out before pulling back and rocking his hips forward. Ran shoves himself all the way in as he grips your ass, pulling himself back before slamming in.

They both rock their hips, gradually accelerating as all of your moans and heavy breathing filled the air. The pain mixes in with the pleasure before it engulfs you fully, your mouth held open as your body rocks in between them. Your hands hold onto Rin’s shoulders tightly as you’re plowed from both holes.

“So good. Such a good fucking girl.” The blonde says as he picks up the pace. His head falls back as your sweat mixes with his. “I waited so long, Y/n. You have no idea… fuck! How many… ah! Times I’ve cum to you.”

In a twisted way, the words he spills out of his mouth causes another aching throb to hit your pussy, clenching around him as you both make eye contact.

Ran accelerates his speed, turned on by the display of you getting double penetrated by both of them. He smiles as the scenarios fly through his mind of you naked and waiting for them to come home. Another twitch of his cock forms from the ideas.

After a few minutes of his cock making contact with your g-spot and your boyfriend’s cock filling your ass, you squeeze your eyes shut as you subconsciously bite into Rin’s shoulder, orgasming. Your bite causes him to groan out before pressing himself deep inside you and releasing his load. Ran follows not long after, his cum leaking out of your ass as he pushes against you. Breathing heavily, Ran removes himself from you, pulling you into his arms as well as Rin hugging you from behind.

When you caught your breath, you attempted to sit up from your position, anger lingering from the truth spoken earlier.

“We need to talk.” You say to both of them who only ignore you as they hold you in place, dozing off into a deep slumber as you follow not long after.

[nexysworld]

Can you do a fem reader x leon where fem reader told leon for every infected/enemy he Kills she will Kiss him and for every boss he kills she will she sleep with him

Leon took that offer and he pretty much did his part of the deal 😉 and he gets his prize at the end

LOVE this idea - not sure if this is exactly what you meant but I ran with it literally. 💜

Read on AO3 🖤 Requests are Open 🖤 Masterlist ~ High Score ~ Pairing: Fem!Reader x Leon Kennedy Tags: NSFW, Smut, Blowjobs, Unprotected sex, Fem!Receiving Oral, Mild manipulation, overstimulation, use of cuffs, Switch!Leon, no use of Y/N, not really proof read srry. Wordcount: 2.5k

Leon had been badgering you for attention ever since he got back from his most recent work excursion. Unfortunately for your boyfriend, this weekend just happened to be the release of the remake of one of your favorite childhood video games: Zombie Slayer 4. You dropped hundreds of dollars on the special release and even camped outside the local game store to get it, nothing and no one, was going to pry you away from it.

“You’ve been playing for hours. Don’t you think it’s time to give it a break? We can go out to dinner or something.” “No Lee, I’m only a quarter of the way through.” “How!? You’ve been playing for like 20 hours straight!” “Because I am taking my time and ensuring I collect all the treasure.” “What the hell do zombies need treasure for?” “The Zombies don’t need the treasure, I do, to sell so I can buy better weapons.” You heard him groan in response. Leon wasn’t big on video games, especially not horror ones - says they reminded him too much of work. You could understand, while you weren’t a field agent, you did file their reports and were privy to mission details. “Come on babe, please? I missed you.” Leon had slunk to the floor behind you, wrapping his arms under yours, and folding his hands together over your chest. You could feel his boner pressing into you through his pajama pants. “Are you serious right now?” “I really missed you.” He emphasized as he wiggled his hips against you. “Leon. I’ve been waiting for this remake for like 7 years now. You’ll live by occupying yourself for one weekend.” You crooked your neck to face him and nearly died. He was giving you his absolute best kicked-puppy look, those endlessly blue eyes just radiated need and sadness. “Oh come on, don’t give me that face.”

In response he amped it up further, even jutting his bottom lip out in a pout. Damn him and his stupidly handsome features. As close as your wall came to crumbling down, it wasn’t entirely ready to fall yet - an idea popped into your head. “Fine Leon, how about a deal then? If you want my attention so bad, play a level on Hardcore mode, for every zombie you kill, I’ll give you a kiss. If you kill a boss, I’ll relieve that tension in your pants. Hmm?” “What if I kill more than one boss?” “For every boss you kill, that’s one round under the sheets.” “And if I beat your score?” “Pretty confident in yourself for someone who doesn’t like games.” “Humor me.” “Fine, if you beat my score, I’ll even go out to dinner with you and spend the rest of the night cuddling.” “Deal!” He shouted with no hesitation, yanking the controller from your hand. “Killing monsters in a game isn’t the same as real life, Mr. Sharp Shooter.” A smug smile adorned your features. You’d only made the deal knowing that Leon didn’t play video games, assuming he’d crash and burn. A great miscalculation. 

He was a beast, mowing down enemies left and right, even making swift work of both bosses without taking any damage. Your jaw dropped as the high-score music played, a rave of colors blasting from the TV. He’d not only beat your score but hit the max points possible. “You were saying?” “What the hell…how did you do that? I thought you….I can’t believe that.” “I told you I didn’t like video games, not that I wasn’t good at them.” He set the controller down before leaning back into you, resting his chin on your shoulder. “So then, how about my prize, Sweetheart? Looks like you’re in debt about 1000 kisses and two rounds below the belt.” 

“Ok fine. A deal’s a deal.” 

Leon removed himself from you so he could sit back on the couch, hands tucked behind his head for comfort. His deliciously plush lips were turned up into a smile. “Well baby, get to it.” 

Pushing yourself off the ground you made your way over to him, leaning down to start pressing kisses to the corner of his mouth, trailing a line along his jaw. He tilted his head for you to have better access to his neck as you worked your way down.

Normally he was the one covering you in a map of purple and red, but you were in quite a bit of debt and couldn’t afford to leave any of him untouched and unmarked. By the time you’d reached his pecs he was already trying to buck up into you for some friction, but you remained in a position where only your mouth was on him, your arms steadying yourself. “Baby, I need you so bad.” At least your plan to tease him was working, with him already pleading for you. “And you have me Lee. I owe you a lot of kisses, so you need to be patient.” You continued lower, nipping at the skin of his stomach, dragging your tongue down across his abs and past his naval before kissing back up the trail of saliva. There was something about the way his muscles felt contracting under your touch that drove you wild. 

You didn’t even need to look down to know there was a growing wet spot forming on his gray pajama pants. Making your way back down you gave slow nips along the skin just above the hem of his pants before digging your fingers into the waistband, pulling them down just enough to free his erection. You placed small kisses all over the head and down the shaft making him whimper more. “Baby don’t tease…” “Not teasing - should’ve thought this through before killing so many enemies.” You gave him a sly smile. As much as you wanted to continue though, even your own willpower was waning with him right in front of your face like this.

Bringing a hand up you gave him a few slow pumps, watching as precum oozed from the tip and ran down, catching it with your tongue. You licked up the underside before finally taking the head into your mouth sucking as you bobbed your head shallowly. 

A relieved moan escaped his lips as he jerked his hips forward, causing his tip to hit the back of your throat gagging you slightly. “Mm sorry, feels so good, just can’t help it.” His hand found its way to your hair holding you in place for a moment as drool dripped down the corners of your mouth. “You always look so pretty like this.” You took in a big gulp of air when he let you pop off, before guiding you back down, balls slapping resting against your chin, while you relaxed your throat taking him deeper and deeper. He let go of your hair allowing you to move freely, burying your nose in the wiry hair of his pelvis each time you swallowed him down. 

He was close, you could tell by the way it throbbed in your mouth and the heady noises he no longer bothered to attempt to contain. It was rare you got the needy submissive version of Leon and you loved it. You’d stay between his legs for eternity if it meant hearing him like this, seeing his eyes closed tight, tongue almost hanging out.

It was euphoric seeing such a tough strong guy become a melted mess because of you. 

Adding your hands to to the mix, you massaged his balls with your left hand, right coming up to help jerk the base of his cock focusing your mouth on pleasuring the tip, sucking and lapping at the slit with your tongue. “Oh god that feels so good. Baby I’m gonna –” 

You didn’t let him finish his sentence speeding up your movements. Within a moment hot cum was sliding down your throat with each twitch of his cock. Just for fun, you removed your hand, taking him to the base again overstimulating him as he writhed beneath you. “Ah, ah, ah, c-can’t, too sensitive….ah..” Despite his pleas he made no move to remove you or say the safeword, so you kept going a little longer before sliding off with a pop. You continued to give slow agonizing pumps as you peppered more kisses to the tip, milking whatever cum was left. 

“Think you’re real cute doing all that, huh?” His cheeks were beautifully flushed from the intensity and overstimulation of his orgasm. “No clue what you’re talking about - just playing by the rules of the agreement.” 

You knew you were in for it now that he’d caught his breath. Quickly he’d removed his pants the rest of the way before your own clothes were being torn off. 

His lips caught yours in a passionate kiss as his hands wandered, palming one breasts and running his thumb over the nippple of your other. Walking you backwards towards the bedroom, he barely gave you the chance to breathe before he was back to sucking on your lips and shoving his tongue down your throat. 

Unceremoniously you were tossed onto the bed, wrists being bound to the metal headboard by the fuzzy cuffs that were left there for special occasions. “The cuffs, really?” “Can’t trust your bratty little hands after what you did.” 

Leon kept your legs pinned open with his knees as he worked your breasts, sucking on your nipples and kneading them. The sensation made you want to squirm, already having been turned on from blowing him, slick had already been pooling down your thighs. Your clit was throbbing and in desperate need of attention, but you were unable to move or do anything to get relief. “Aww poor baby, want something?” “Mhm.” “Too bad, should’ve thought about that before all your teasing.” Leon mimicked your previous motions, sucking and kissing up and down your body, doing any and everything but touching you where you so desperately needed. You felt your pussy desperately trying to clamp around nothing, clit aching with an arousal so deep it made your whole body feel hot. 

You wiggled, cuffs jingling against the bed, trying to get him to hurry up. “Please Lee, ‘m so sorry.” “Is that so? I don’t believe you.” He gave a suck to skin above your hip bone. Not bothering to truly speed up he continued to kiss down your pelvis, just above where you want him most, before he skipped that spot entirely to suck on your thighs. “You’re so fucking wet even without being touched. Do you like sucking me off that bad, or are you just so needy that it only takes some kissing to get you going?”

“Both. Both. Both.” You chanted trying to buck your hips up for more stimulation, again halted by his arms holding you in place. “So bratty before, now you wanna act like a greedy baby?” He chuckled but finally obliged leaning forward and giving a suck to your clit before circling it with the tip of his tongue. The sensation radiated pleasureful tingles from your core outwards, nearly overwhelmed by it. “Thank you. God thank you.” You prayed. He was being nice now, even letting you rut against his face to relieve yourself. His nose rubbed deliciously against your sensitive bud while his tongue slid in and out of you with each rapid movement of your hips. It should’ve been a red flag, he was never this nice when the cuffs came out – but you were far to lost in pleasure to think or care. Heat was building up in your core and you were so close. You wanted to grab his hair, or at least find purchase for your hand somewhere, but the cuffs kept them hanging above you. He brought his mouth back to your clit sucking on it a few more times, leaving you screaming his name as you flung your head back. Your legs shook and toes trembled as the heat in your core snapped and rushed out of you. Before you’d even got the chance to bask in the aftershocks of your first orgasm, he kept going sucking and lapping at your clit. Pupils blown you were breathless, your legs trembled as you let out the most pathetically feral noise, a mix of a pleading whine and a moan as he continued working your now far too overstimulated clit. “Too much.” You managed to get out. “You can do it for me baby, one more.” He cooed before resuming his sloppy attack between your shaking thighs. This time around he added two fingers into your sopping whole, giving your walls something to cling to, working them in and out. 

You were a sputtering mess, not able to do anything besides accept the overwhelming pleasure. Tears ran down your face when your second orgasm was ripped from you, causing you to kick and buck wildly. 

Leon pulled away, wiping the wetness from his chin. “You always look the most beautiful right after I ruin you baby.” He leaned forward pressing soft kisses to your forehead and then cheeks, giving you time to relax and come down from your spot on cloud 9. “You ok baby, still with me?” You nodded, brain slowly allowing you to come back to the moment. He unhooked the cuffs from the bed allowing your arms to fall to your side. “You want to stop? We don’t have to keep going.” “‘M fine.” “You sure?” “Yeah, still want you to fuck me. Please? Wanna be good and finish your prize” “Can’t say no to that.” He leaned forward and kissed you soft and slowly, far more romantic than his earlier actions. He slid the head of himself up and down your slit gathering the slick there before slowly pushing himself into your hole, burying himself to the hilt. It felt so good to finally be stretched out around him. Keening you arched your back again and he took the opportunity to wrap an arm under you, keeping you close while he fucked you at a steady pace, ensuring you felt every movement. 

His name left your mouth each time his tip kissed your cervix, legs bouncing on his shoulders as he leaned into the mating press more so he could kiss you again. “You’re so perfect. So perfect. I love you so much.” He buried his face in your neck, and you wound your arms around him, enjoying the intimate closeness, feeling your third orgasm so close. Leon adjusted and propped himself up with his arms so he could speed up, pistoning his hips against yours. “Gonna cum again.” “Me too Sweetheart, cum with me, alright?” You nodded slinking your hand down between your melded bodies gently rubbing at your clit. The second the walls of your pussy clamped down around him with your own orgasm, his second one crashed down around him – more hot ropes of cum splatted your insides. Once soft again, he pulled collapsing next to you. With heavy limbs you managed to flop over him, resting your head on his chest, arm splayed over his abdomen. The moments of silence that followed were blissful – until he spoke again. “So…what are you feeling for dinner?” “Are you still serious about that? God, what does it take to tire you out.” You couldn’t help but laugh. “Fine, let’s go to that Hibachi place on main street.”

“Sounds like a plan.” He rubbed small circles into your back while he allowed you to recover, game now completely forgotten.

[lunamoonbby]

The Ghost And The Demon

Warning: COD inaccuracies, au, oc ghost, reader referred to as demon, bubbly reader who watches hello kitty, mention of death, general shepherd siding with a made up enemy

So I'm basing this little blurb off of me and a nickname I was given which was demon given by one of my professors cause I'm devious and aggressive for a 4'11 person yet I'm bubbly and I wear skull glasses...

So imagine y/n is a new member on task force 141 she doesn't show the lower part of her face so from nose down but she wears skull glasses and she's called demon cause well she can be aggressive and uses alot of scare tactics on her enemies and she knows everything about everyone without look at the files.

The guys are partial to having a female in their group and ghost is like "how'd you get the name demon if you're so bubbly?" and reader is all serious now and goes up to his face and is like, "you'll find out soon enough" and backs off and goes back to what she was doing and Gaz and Soap are like "how tf did she not die????" And Price comes in stating that they have a mission and reader goes "oh I know we're to go to this place to find this person but that's not true we can actually find them at that place...they also have connections with general shepherd." And Kate who's also in the room searched all that up and she's like "boys...she's right" and price is like "ok we go there instead"

So on their way to the new place they realize that they need to send someone in the building to clear it out and demon is like "you wanted to know why my name is demon, well today is the day you learn." They arrive at the area and demon goes in and clears the room completely with a knife alone and she holding a higher up soldier to give her the info she need and the boys come in and are like damn she's good and once she gets the info she's like "thank you now run along" the soldier starts running but didn't realize that she took his own throwing knife and she throws the knife at the soldier and the soldier dies and ghost is like "killed by your own weapon...now I see why your called demon" and she's like "it's pretty impressive how I cleared this entire room with a knife alone right?" And all the boys are like "your a demon alright" and ghost is in love

And when they storm into the enemies room she wastes no time and is like "talk and I know you will cause if you don't I'll have no choise but to blow up your precious sports cars with this button" and the bad guy is like "bullshit you had no time to do set bombs up in each of my cars" and she's like "ok here's a demo...*presses button and shows a live feed of one of the cars being blown up*...so you gonna talk or what?" The guy starts talking and the guys are like 'how did she do that?' And she kills him and takes all his files and is like "let's go and report back to laswell and we'll go from there" and she blows up the rest of the cars and ghost is like 'count me down as scared and horny' and they go back to base and reader gives price the files and see that general shepherd was indeed working with the guy and gave the files to laswell and laswell then deals with the rest and general shepherd gets dishonorable discharge and jail time.

Reader is in the rec room watching hello and friends super cute adventures and the guys are like how can she switch so fast and reader is like "who want to be the Batdz Maru to my kuromi" and she then goes "I know ghost wouldn't mind since he has a crush on me" and he's like "what" like how did she know and she's like "its ok I'll be the kuromi to your batdz maru" and ghost is blushing like crazy and Soap and Gaz are like "the ghost and demon a deadly duo"...and then they both say "ghost the one you won't know is there and if you see him until it's too late and demon the one you won't know is there until you're already dead...a match made in heave if you ask me" and reader and ghost are like "nah, we're a match made in hell🖤💜"

The End

These are the glasses that I actually wear irl and what demon would wear too.

[sprite-writes-fanfic]

Hi!! Could I get some hcs of The 03 turtle boys with a gender neutral friend reader who’s a news reporter like older versions of April is, where the reader vaguely hints at oh I think Casey’s kinda cute so the turtles decide they gotta play wingman to their friends….!!

Thank you so dearly if you do end up writing some hcs for this scenario 💜

Okay I’m just gonna say, I love this and also I love that there are other people who like Casey LMAO (I love that giant ass himbo.)

Your Faithful Wingmen!

🖤🏒2003 Casey x Reader🥅💀

Word Count: 895

CW: gender-neutral reader, platonic relationship w/ the turtles, more fluffy and silly. Also BOOM, instead of headcanons, I figured why not do a whole fanfic of it, maybe sometime in the future I could make a part 2 to this, but I’ll save that for when proper motivation returns to me 😭

🖤🖤🖤

Being a News Reporter with big dreams, you were always looking for something new, something BIG that could rocket you into public recognition; and it was hard. You were just a local News Reporter doing smaller jobs, and it frustrated the hell out of you, understandably enough. Though it was a terrible idea to start looking into some serious stuff that not many covered, such as these break-ins and fights going on with mutants and these weird ninjas…

Going to investigate one night led you to being captured by the Foot Clan, and you certainly thought you weren’t gonna make it out. Luckily, you were proven wrong when four mutant turtles and a guy in a hockey mask saved you. Once everything cleared, your life changed forever, for the better of course.

Meeting the turtles, Casey, April and Splinter was probably the best thing that ever happened to you, not only that, doing a small News Report on ‘Mysterious Heroes’ definitely got you recognized, though some people thought you were crazy, most were definitely intrigued. 5 mysterious men in the night fighting ninjas? In New York? Things had gotten interesting.

After finally being skyrocketed, your private life has gotten more entertaining. Four mutant turtles as your friends? That’s sick! They were all fun to hang out with and they all had their own thing going for them, like Leo, the leader in blue trying to keep his brothers out of trouble, Raph, a turtle with major anger issues but has a soft heart, Donnie being a literal tech genius and a mechanic, and then there’s Mikey who was just the definition of chaotic good, the dude was crazy! April, she was a smart woman, and she was also easy to talk to, and you always felt comfortable with her. Splinter was like a father to you, and he had definitely helped you when you had some mental struggles… And then there was Casey. Oh, Casey was stupid and stubborn, but he had a good heart, and for some reason, this HIMBO, he ended up making your heart flutter and your face red. Somehow, this man, the man you sometimes bumped heads with and drove you up the wall, was the one that made you feel this way.

To say that nobody noticed was a lie, and guess who the first one was to notice? Yup, Raph. He was the one to notice that you were crushing on his good ole pal, Casey Jones, and was he gonna keep it to himself? Well, actually yeah, he was planning on it, until Mikey himself realized and went and told just about everyone, he’s a bit of a blabber mouth. Luckily, the turtles stopped him before he could go and tell Casey, and instead, Donnie suggested an idea…

Why not set up a blind date? Leo at first wanted to stay out of it, but with the continuous pestering, he finally gave in. Donnie was the one to devise the plan, Mikey and Raph would be the ones to bring you and Casey on this blind date, while Donnie and Leo worked on getting some hockey game tickets… Was a hockey game really the most romantic date? No. But would it bring Casey in? Absolutely.

And so they got to work, Leo and Donnie got the tickets, and Mikey got you, informing you that you were going on a blind date, and Raph dragging Casey, telling him he had a hot date at the hockey game. When you finally met up with your blind date, you were certainly shell-shocked when you realized it was Casey, and Casey, surprised you were his date.

Being given the tickets, the turtles wished you off as you and Casey would head off together to this game, albeit, you were an awkward and nervous mess while Casey was cheering for this game…

The turtles were certainly hoping for the best, and they were excited when Casey slung an arm around your shoulders and led you into the place to watch the game.

Internally, you were flustered, but happy, and Casey was the one to start up the conversation. “So… The turtles set us up on a date.” He starts, “Do you think they were just matchmaking or?” He glanced down at you, curiously, and you thought to yourself, ‘Well, I never told them that I liked Casey, but maybe they noticed? Or maybe Casey’s right…’ you looked back up at him, “Maybe? Either way, I’m not complaining.” Casey looked a little surprised, but smirked soon after, “You saying you like me, sweetheart?” Your face went red, but you took a deep breath and hit him back with the, “Well… Maybe I do? That a problem?”

Casey’s face softened as his cheeks reddened, his smirk turning into a smile as he stared down at you, “Not at all, maybe I do too.” As he led you to your seats and sat down with you. You were both quiet for a moment, but the silence wasn’t uncomfortable at all, you were just both kind of thinking, ‘Wow he/they like me!’ And to say that you were both cuddling before the game started would be the truth. That didn’t last long though, since well, once the game started, Casey was getting excited and jumpy, and all you could do was laugh and cheer with him.

[rubyring-games]

What will this horror game be about? Are there any particular tropes/themes you want to incorporate there? 💜

hey!! thanks so much for asking!! :-))) in short, it’s a choice based visual novel in a dark fantasy setting, called Divine Omen. i plan on making it episodic with 5 parts planned so far. here’s a little teaser i stole from the game’s page (which isn’t available yet…call that early access 😉):

“Avan did his best to ignore the nightmare from the night before. It was something he'd learned to live with - something he'd dealt with since childhood. It was easy to write them off until the pain he'd felt in his dreams followed him into the morning.

The young man holds his aching hand as he makes his way to the watchtower he'd been summoned to. A little girl was found dead in the woods outside the city early that morning. Her body was covered in black blood, a sign that something sinister lurks outside the city walls. A number of reports on the Guard Captain's desk suggest she's just one of many victims. Against the wishes of the Lord, Avan is tasked with investigating the scene where the young girl's body was found. The night before he was set to depart, two strange figures visited his dreams. They came with an eerie message:

“I know what you're looking for, and you'll find it in the cave. But not now."

It didn't mean anything. At least not then.”

with that outta the way, as far as themes and tropes go…poor old Avan is the classic tortured artist trope. this guy needs therapy. he was involved in an accident at a young age that left him permanently scarred and vilified by the townsfolk. his brother doesn’t like him. his father curses the ground he walks on. the only person who can stand to be around him is his boyfriend (yay, love interest!). poor guy doesn’t have much going for him. Avan sees the poor girl’s death as a chance at redemption, but he’s slowly coming to realize that the little girl was only the beginning. the real story is far more sinister. love that for him!

alongside Avan there are a number of other characters to get to know - some worth knowing, others…hardly tolerable. and everyone has their own motive.

we still get to see plenty of action, but part 1’s focus is more on setting up the general plot. as we get further into the story, however…your actions in the game can have serious consequences. think of a game like Until Dawn - Avan’s dreams serve as the totems you find in the game - hinting at what actions you need to take. if you pay close attention, you’ll know just what to do to save a life. otherwise, the blood is on Avan’s hands.

hopefully that gives you an idea of what to expect! sorry for the monologue, i’m just excited to share, so again, thank you for asking. it really means a lot🖤

[dear-indies]

transphobia tw

Just wanted to fill you in on a situation. Over the week, I've been getting transphobic anons which I've reported and blocked alongside throw-away blogs that I've also reported and blocked. As a result of this, I've changed my settings so only people I follow can reply to my posts. A lovely anon informed me that a few days ago this blog was posted on a t*rf forum for being "deep into trans and gender ideology" so if anybody else receives transphobic anons please report and block. I didn't want to address this to give them further attention but the safety of my trans followers is important. I'm not sure if the person(s) are still in the roleplay community but regardless please take care and please stay safe.

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤

[cardiophilestuff]

Okay, I think it's time to set some things 🌸

First of all, welcome!! Feel free to scroll through my feed, ask me something or to read this little intro first ✨

I'm called Juli and I am a French cardiophile into soft cardiophilia, but you probably already knew that blah blah blah it's literally written in my bio lol. I go by she/her, I don't give myself any label regarding sexual orientation but I do concerning sexual attraction (I'm asexual 💜🤍🖤). I speak French, English, German and a bit of Spanish (I can't have fluent conversations in this language tho 🤠).

~Some rules~

1. My DMs are open, come talk to me, it's no problem :) just so you know I will not send you any video or photo, you're adressing to the wrong person if that's what you're looking for

2. Insult me, do not respect my boundaries, you will be blocked and eventually reported of course

3. I am a soft cardiophilia writer and artist, so I will not draw anything sexual or dark unless I chose it (but you better not expect it to happen, it will most likely never ;))

Thanks for your attention and have a great day, night or whatever moment it is!! 🧚‍♀️

[violetmuses]

Reflections || Chapter 5

TITLE: “Reflections” (Modern AU) 

FANDOM: “Altered Carbon” (Netflix Adaptation)

CHARACTER: Takeshi Kovacs (Joel Kinnaman, Season 1 Portrayal)

PAIRING: Female Reader + Takeshi Kavocs

MAIN WARNINGS: Adult themes, strong language, etc.

MAIN STORYLINE: Kovacs earns his reputation as one of the wealthiest businessmen. When begrudgingly needing to hire a personal assistant, his life might change forever after meeting you. 

Author’s Note: Hey, y'all! Here’s Chapter 5! Feedback would be greatly appreciated and thanks so much for reading as always. 💜

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Reflections - Masterlist 🖤💙

Main Masterlist 💜

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“Letting down someone who trusts you is worse than letting down someone who loves you.” - Unknown 

Despite the gravity around Tak’s plus-one wedding invite, you only had a short time left to answer him. Yes or no. Yes or no. 

In an effort to stay professional, Tak made a point not to mention the wedding invite again until days later, seemingly whispering to you in some private code. Right now, both of you lugged through some collective board meeting, hiding. 

“Have you thought about it? To be honest, I don’t mind going by myself in the worst scenario.” Tak offers kindness and clears his throat while sitting beside you. Shareholders mingled amongst themselves as sunlight beamed through windows. 

No brainer. He deserves to be happy outside of work. You think to yourself, after days of tossing and turning the idea. 

In the time since beginning this job, you’ve learned that he’s rigid, but doesn’t even act like some kind of monster. He’s misunderstood and specific, not cold and unforgiving. 

You’ve seen him mull over reports in tank tops and sweatpants. You’ve memorized almost every tattoo that runs along toned skin. You know damn-well that in his office, around the corner away from his desk, there’s an ensuite shower stall. 

Rejecting Tak’s question would’ve almost crippled this ongoing partnership. This entire job revolves around trust and of course you know that Tak would’ve never asked anyone else. 

“Yes. I’ll do it. Don’t worry.” With a genuine smile, you mumble those affirming words, rise from one seat, and wink towards Kovacs, scurrying your heels out of the conference room. 

_________

That night, he surprised you with several outfits for this weekend. You don’t even have the chance to buy new luggage that’ll fit this designer wardrobe. After office hours, Kovacs is sitting on that carpet and packing your suitcase himself. 

“The tables have turned. You’re spoiling me.” You sit in his leather chair, swinging almost childishly while looking down at him between bites of one late takeout meal. 

“The flight’s booked for tomorrow, so we don’t have time to waste. I’d rather help than find out that you slept in and we miss something.” Tak goes on, barely focusing on the chance to eat anything from his own takeout box. 

“Is your family strict or something?” You ask just to be sure. 

“No, I just don’t like being late.” For once, he seems nervous again, dodging eye contact with you. 

“This isn’t about work. It’s your family, Tak.” You set down your takeout box and fold both arms, facing Tak without jokes this time. 

Silence. Kovacs answers with silence before zipping up your suitcase and standing up, rolling that luggage towards his desk for safekeeping until you go home. 

__________

As long as he can survive without facing too many personal questions, both of you agree not to falter this weekend. 

The flight is safe. In turn, that destination wedding runs beautifully. Tak’s aunt and future uncle beam with perfect smiles. Kovacs looks more dapper than usual, wearing a corsage near the lapel of his suit. Perch in the seat right alongside him, you wipe away genuine tears, quietly happy over this union. 

It isn’t until the reception that Tak speaks to you again, cornered at a table while everyone else joins that dance floor. 

“Thank you.” His gratitude is small enough to be whispered. You know that he isn’t lying, especially when he gently decides to hold your hand underneath the table. 

“You’re welcome.” You squeeze his palm right back, still understanding that no one else knew this side of him. 

What are you trying to tell me? Your own thoughts begin pondering more and more questions again. 

__________

When you both return to work that following week, he’s different. He’s smiling more often. Sometimes, he leaves the office earlier than usual. On and on. Wheels turn in your head with each moment and you suddenly wonder how things changed. 

Maybe that invite to the wedding eased his loneliness. Maybe having someone nearby quelled rumors that circulated around his family. It would never be your place to question motives, but that joy made it all worth it. You had helped him.  

“Hey, are you busy or?” After getting slammed with paperwork from new entities, Tak is standing in your office doorway, wearing another tank top and rubbing the back of his neck. 

“Unless you’ve got a way to punch the new client with telekinesis or something, please don’t distract me.” You hold both temples, frustratingly turning away from the computer screen and dodging him.  

“I’ll bitch at them in the morning.” Tak curses, walking around your desk and facing that damn computer screen himself. “Just say the word and I’ll switch our coding to another department.” 

“Tak, we can barely finish things without overloading people. If I didn't substitute Bancroft, even your tech staff would almost be non-existent.” By no means did you excel in STEM through college, but you learned enough about the basics here. 

“Alright. Excuse me. Here.” Tak clips through words again, Before you can debate anything else, he makes enough room to practically lean over the desk, saves your work, sends out an email, and shuts down that computer. 

Observing him through wide eyes minutes later, you’re only left with the dim brightness of your own desk lap. The window blinds cast shadows, looming Tak with borderline darkness that seems powerful to kill you. 

“Thank you.” You show him gratitude of your own. Even after you’ve dared to speak up, your voice trembles as he glances over one shoulder in that tank top. His blondish hair falls out of place, then almost veling those hazel eyes away from you.

“You’re welcome.” Though you’ll never admit it tonight, his two words almost make you feel dizzy, despite their repetition in the past few months. 

“What are you thinking? We’re just in the dark You say, trying to figure out his intention at this point. He’s no longer anxious, surely focused on something that goes deeper than you sitting here. 

“Dinner. You and me. Just like the first time. None of my family. None of our coworkers.” Tak turns around and reaches to hold your hand. You instinctively squeeze his palm back. 

“Should we sit on the floor again? I don’t think any beachfront places are open right now.” You chuckle, already taking out your phone. 

_________

You’ve shared another takeout night at the office with him. After eating, both of you are laying on your backs, watching shadows that loom across the ceiling like ghosts or phantoms. 

“What would you do without the business?” You ask Tak, turning to face him without closing too much personal space between each of you. 

“To be honest, I don’t know.” He’s rested on his hand on his clothed stomach, but doesn’t allow himself to look at you. At least not yet. 

“Did you have another dream?” You whisper back. 

“No one’s ever asked me that one before.” He’s nervous again, almost faltering his usual composure. “What about you?” 

“Maybe we can figure things out together.” You don’t know how to ask that question either, but smile anyway. 

“Deal.” Tak affirms, looking at you. His hazels nearly pierce into your soul and you almost can’t breathe, realizing how close he actually is. 

If one of you just scooted closer, your lips would indeed touch. It’s only a matter of time. 

Tak scoots first and reaches out, daring to run his fingers along your chin until you’re able to make full eye contact. 

“Go ahead.” You permit, nearly sounding inaudible. 

Just when you think of closing both eyes and allowing this man to kiss you in the shadows, his cell phone buzzes on your desk out of nowhere, soon jolting you both away from each other. 

“I’m sorry.” Tak is sweet enough to caress your face before standing up and taking this office pick-up call from Poe. 

__________

Even when the limousine pulls up, you can’t see yourself going separate ways tonight. Maybe your conscience still thinks of that almost-kiss. Maybe you just don’t want Tak to deal with his thoughts alone. 

Whatever your own reason is, you hold his hand during this expected ride that will take you both all the way back home. 

Yet, when the driver pulls up to your apartment, Tak still hasn’t let go of your hand. Not that your boss aims to be possessive or dangerous, but it’s almost as if releasing this hold would’ve broken his own heart. 

“Can I…” Despite lowering his voice, Tak struggles as if he’s never asked you questions before. It’s like you’ve never helped this man with anything before. 

“What? I don’t understand what you mean.” You encourage Tak gently, hoping not to scare him away from this vulnerable moment. 

Before his nerves can get the best of him, Takeshi leans in and finally kisses you, allowing his palm to caress your face. 

[septic-selfships]

Stole these slippers for my beloved <3

[cricketdrawings]

Traditional art materials I like!

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤

Pens:

1. Tombow brush pens will never let you down. These suckers are good for EVERYTHING. You know I keep that mf thang on me. You can get a pack of 3 on amazon for about 6 bucks I think! Worth every penny. I own like,,,, 10. The black ink is nice and dark. The blue case has a slightly firmer tip, while the black one is ever so slightly softer. If you prefer tighter line control, I’d go with the blue.

2. Pentel duopoint flex. Just discovered this bad boy when shopping for pens at Michael’s. It’s 2 sided like the name suggests, with a wide brush and thin brush. The wide brush is a little looser and can make some pretty broad lines, while the thin side is firmer and is easier to control. The line variety you can get outta this thing is Insane. It’s a little on the pricier side at $10 at Michael’s, but the website literally always at least has a 20% off coupon, and it’s completely worth it. Not sure how long it lasts yet, but as soon as I saw how well that badboy performs, I bought 2 more. I’ll report back if they wear out quickly.

3. You can never go wrong with a good ol’ ballpoint pen. Bic is usually the way to go. Penmate smears like Hell, especially the blue ones.

4. Micron PN. This one is a firm brush point, and the lines are pretty fine, but you can still press a little harder to get that variation in there. I’ve been using it to illustrate my book a lot lately. Microns also tend to be a little pricey, but if you stock up a little at a time when you can, it’s worth it.

5. Pentel sign pen. These are similar to tombow, but have a slightly wider base of the nib. They work great, but if you prefer darker black ink, go with the tombow.

6. Speedball dip pen. If you’re looking to get started with dip pens, you can get a set at michael’s with a single black pen and several different nibs, from thin to flat calligraphy, for around $11. They’re pretty reliable and last a while! Just remember to clean around the base of the pen where the nib goes in so that the ink won’t clog the entry port and get stuck in there, and you’re golden! You can clean off india ink with ammonia, or glass cleaner like windex. Speedball india ink is also pretty nice, with a lovely dark black.

Paints:

Watercolors:

1. Kuretake gansai watercolors. These guys are the most bright, pigmented, beautiful watercolors I’ve ever used. If you’re looking for a bolder watercolor, this one is for you. Look for the long green box. Japanese watercolors in general tend to vary from so opaque that it almost acts like gouache, to transparent, and have the most bold colors I’ve seen from the medium.

2. Watercolor confections. These guys have wonderful little portable tin cases, and come in a wide variety of color themes. I own the tropical set, and wow is it beautiful. The colors are easily activated, beautifully granulated, and lightfast. They also have a lovely skin tone set I haven’t personally tried yet but that I’ve had my eyes on for quite a bit!

3. HIMI jelly gouache. Yes, this is the super trendy one that everyone uses, but it’s trendy for a reason! I don’t reach for it as often as I do my gansai palette, but if you like the opacity of gouache but don’t wanna fiddle with tubes, this is for you. I know it’s not exactly watercolor, but it’s in the same neighborhood!

Acrylic:

1. Crayloa. Yes, you read that right. Crayola acrylics have downright beautiful mixing colors, and are just really good affordable acrylics. Crayola isn’t always the best choice for professionals, but they’re reliable, and these acrylics never miss. Most of the time if you see me post an acrylic painting, it was made with those paints!

2. Windsor and newton. W&N is generally a pretty reliable company, and their supplies are pretty high quality, and often worth the slightly higher price tag. Their acrylics in particular are around $5 each, which is more affordable than say, golden or liquitex. Funnily enough, they perform similarly to crayola acrylics, but they feel more… luxurious, somehow. Wish I had a better way to describe it, but I just got myself a pretty good sized set and am looking forward to wearing it out. Oh, and they also dry nicer than crayola, in which different colored paints tend to have slightly different finishes. W&N doesn’t do that, and from what I’ve seen so far they all dry a nice smooth matte.

(I don’t know enough about oil to recc paints for that lol but I hope to in the future!!)

Canvas: I tend to just get whatever cheap canvas I can find, but I must say, if you’re lacking in space to store your art, I recommend getting a roll of unprepared canvas. If you want to start out white like a lot of pre-made canvases are, just pick up some gesso and prepare the surface yourself. You can cut out any size piece to your liking! When you’re done with the painting, you can roll it up for safekeeping! I’ve got canvases stockpiled, but I’m going to start the habit of working with the plain fabric much more often, since I still unfortunately live at home and my bedroom also essentially doubles as my studio.

Pencils:

1. Prismacolor ebony. These babies are much more affordable than their colored pencils, and you can get a 12 pack for around 10 bucks on amazon. These guys, like their name suggests, are super soft and dark, so you can get wonderful line variation and contrast. They tend to smudge easily though, so if you have trouble with that, be careful!

2. General’s layout pencils. These guys are also super dark, and lay down almost black. They’re also very soft graphite, so you can get some good line variation and contrast just like ebony, but they have a much less shiny finish, which can be nice!

3. Palomino blackwing. Yes, THOSE pencils. I cannot recommend them enough. They will make you feel so fancy. They lay down soft, dark, and come with this cool little rectangular eraser you can adjust. They’re famous for a reason! They were Chuck Jones’ weapon of choice!! If you feel like paying slightly more, then these are absolutely worth the tag. Depending on where and when you get them, they can set you back around $25-30 for a pack of 12, and they are absolutely worth every penny. The only thing I’d suggest is to be careful when sharpening, since they can wear down more quickly than regular pencils. It helps to carefully sharpen with an x-acto blade, and to only sharpen the lead itself when possible, and not the wood right away. It’ll make them last much, much longer, and make the price tag even more worthwhile.

Woodburning/pyrography tool:

I’ve only ever used one woodburning tool thus far (that’s about to change!) and that’s the walnut hollow creative versa-tool. It’s a wonderful tool to start out with, and you can get one at michael’s for around $30, and even less if you use a coupon. (Can u tell I work at michael’s lmao. Hmu for michael’s tips, you can save a lot of money really easily there!) The tool gives you a nice variety of tips to choose from. The universal chisel nib is probably the easiest to start with. You can shade with the flat end, and get thin to thick lines depending on how hard you press with the edge. It’s a little hard to get curves on it, but with practice and patience it comes easier! If you draw pretty fast, like me, it can take some getting used to, since pyrography tends to be a slow and steady kind of a process. The slower you go, the deeper it will burn, the thicker/darker lines you’ll get, and the quicker you go the more likely it’ll be that you’ll just scar the wood and not get very far.

As for the thinner tips in the walnut hollow kit, don’t be fooled! If you’re looking to get thinner lines, these won’t always work the way they seem they will. It’s kinda confusing if you go in blind like I did, but I learned that the thinner the metal, the less heat that you get coming out of it, and the longer it takes for a line to appear. You can still use them for tiny details, but it takes a bit. You’re better off getting a good handle on the universal chisel nib and making thinner lines that way, since it tends to go much quicker, and with the higher heat you’re able to get from that, you’re less likely to scar or stab the wood.

The shader tip is also a pretty good tool to learn. I’ve seen artists who only use the shader tip and create photo realistic stuff! As soon as you get used to the odd shape, you learn to kind of work with it like a paint brush. Angling it to the side can also get you some nice thin painterly lines. And of course, like the name suggests, holding it flat and moving it gently over the wood (longer for darker burn, shorter for lighter) can get you a lovely range of values.

Choosing your wood; make sure to choose soft, light wood. Darker wood is generally fine as long as it’s soft, but it’s harder to get the image in there since you can’t add highlights with just the burner or leave any blank spaces for the highlights. It’s best to choose a lighter wood, like pine, which I believe is what the plaques at michael’s are made of. In the wood section there you can get pre-made plaques for $1-5 each, and they’re basically perfect for the task. I know less about getting wood slices, but the ones in that same section are also pretty nice, have nice light wood in the center, and it’s got a built in frame around it by way of the bark. They tend to be a lot more expensive though, so make sure you wait for a sale or use a coupon unless you wanna shell out $10 or more for a single piece of wood, even if it is a little nicer. Or just befriend a lumberjack!!

You can also color your woodburnings with watercolor. I unfortunately don’t have much experience with this, since I’ve pretty much only painted on mine with acrylic, which can be fun just as long as you don’t paint over all the lines you made by accident, but I just wanted to throw that out there for all my homies that like color.

💗 That’s all I’ve got for now! I hope anyone who likes my art and wants to try something similar is able to try the supplies I use, and get just as much joy out of these supplies as I do! My inbox is always open if you have any questions about a piece or how I did it. I adore answering any inquiries, so it’s no bother! I’m no professional, but I have been making art for most of my life, so if I’m ever able to provide any help or advice for another artist then I’m happy💗