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penumbramewtwos · 1 year

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Thank you to all of 169 followers/mutuals!

This has all hit me like an emotional tonne-of-bricks lately, mostly happiness and humble gratitude, as well as some mild confusion; me being someone who's socially awkward. You're all very special to me, as all I wanted to do was share my art progression, no matter how long it took, or how many trial-and-error attempts I took to achieve anything creative. I never would have thought I'd make friends with anyone along the way, that's something I thought was impossible after about 10 years of being off the internet and in my relatively restrictive home-life. Thank you, again, I don't feel as isolated anymore. I'm mostly going to be mention-thanking accounts that have followed me, but there will be some special mentions of accounts that don't follow, but have still been very important people along this journey! [Apologies, when I started this artwork there were 163 of you ^^;]

@ricksoo @mimiblue64 @martysgachaworld @eveeonaartz @mel-the-pirate @xhunterbeatsx Thank you all for mentioning me in the recent Love-Train! To read about how you all view me in positive attributes melts my heart to-no-end. To read the from some of you who commented about how you adore my artworks and even an artstyle of all things; makes me confused with bubbling-happiness! I never thought I had an artstyle, I just try my hardest to draw as best I can. Thank you all for your support and guidance through this journey. Some Ultra-special mentions to my longest known followers/mutuals (and more recent-ish, too): xhunterbeatsx, martysgachaworld, @paradoxiusblack @secret-mewtwo @oogaboogaspookyman @wren-idkfeather ricksoo @blues-sues @kantaroth @altaria-andthe-two @amateurcomics @drazegerzo @noodleartz @droberrymewtwo629 @spammykins @waffledragon10 @psychic-nature I wish I could talk about each of your beautiful attributes down to an individual level, but just know, you are the people/blogs/artists who have made me over the last few months. Your artworks/encouragement have inspired me to keep trying. mel-the-pirate @cinnatwo @a-shy-mimiktwo @ask-water-mewtwo eveeonaartz @greatgoldlion [distortionmewtwo] @umberarin [velvet-and-aspen] @minish-mews-and-twos mimiblue64 @askthemewtwofamily @justice-the-pandisaster @spikyegg @ask-the-royal-absol @medrawsart and dozens more of you. Ty also your active and/or passive encouragement, even if it's just a follow, comment, reblog, or like; it all means so very much to me! Lastly, thanks to xhunterbeatsx (third time, lmao) justiceandthepandisaster (second time), @xxtc-96xx, and @comedydoctor18: For your helpful artistic tips, friendliness, support and encouragement. I look up to all of you (and so many others) as artists and as role models. I may not come online often, or be the quick artist I want to be; but everyone's positivity and support through all of this means so much more than anyone could think possible. I more-or-less consider you my friends, who are all close to my heart. So, here's to all of you: The first friends/acquaintances I've made in over a decade! You've all made this mid-late 20's, intersex-dummy feel so welcome and free.

Apologies for the mass tagging and long winded thank you, I don't know how to thank people like a normal person, my ADHD doesn't allow it (I either don't do enough, or I do too much, like this time around :'>).

#thanks for everything #mewtwo #newtwo #babytwo #pokemon #odd tumblr milestones #Chilli #Okita #grannewt #Unova Newtwo #Granny Newtwo #I really tried to cut this short #it didn't work lol #Woo! Nearly 1 year of drawing/art progression!#nearly 1 year on tumblr too :>#idk why my persona is a sphynx cat #art progression #art

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soleilnomoon · 1 year

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Well done on the milestone and this event looks fun! I hope I did this right..Can I please have Marco (One Piece) with female bodied he/him pronouns or a gn reader caramel + oatmeal raisen cookie.Thank you so much <3<3<3

omg thank u so much 😊💛 so sorry this took me forever 😭 but it's finally here. also i love marco so much, like a very normal amount of course.

1.5k words, fem bodied reader (he/him pronouns), nsfw, 18+ mdni, tiny bit of angst lite and smut; feat. footjob, flirting, marco being in denial and a lil oblivious and grumpy bc i love that journey for him, also a slightly bratty reader who has zero self preservation, reader really shot his shot and i'm not mad at that, thatch makes a cameo! (if u see spelling/grammar mistakes, no u didn't :D)

“and why? / appetite— / and why? / it is always only appetite.” —michael bazzett

you don’t exactly know how or why, but you’ve somehow pissed marco off. it started earlier in the week when you accidentally brushed up against him, much closer than you should have — if anything, there was no reason for you to try and squeeze by when you could’ve walked around. he eyed you carefully, mouth set in a straight line, and all you did was wave him off as if you hadn’t just set his entire day off. you turned around once to gauge his reaction, but he'd already turned away to head in the opposite direction.

a frown settles on your lips at that, but you don’t give up; if anything, you’re just a little bit more determined to get under his skin — only a little bit, of course.

while you know you’re toeing a very dangerous line, there’s a thrill that passes through you recklessly every time he gets annoyed with you. he has such an expressive and handsome face, one that you admire from afar whenever you can. you’re not subtle, even though you think you are — almost everyone can see how much you’re into marco, and while he can also see that too, he chalks it up to an impetuous infatuation that’ll blow over shortly.

besides, he doesn’t have the luxury to be distracted by anything now.

you start volunteering to help marco out throughout the day, but he denies your request every single time. at first you laugh, but after the tenth time you huff and complain until he acquiesces.

“fine,” marco says with sigh, resigned to following your whims again; you try not to look too pleased with yourself, and marco has the foresight to add in a stern, commanding voice, “behave.”

blinking up at him, your lips stretch into a slow, seemingly innocent smile. “of course,” you say softly, “i only want to help, honest.” and it’s true — partially.

marco makes it a point to not stay alone with you for longer than necessary, because you’re much too touchy and he only has so much patience left within him. which is what you’re aiming for — decimating the remnants of his sanity so he can just obsessively focus on you for a while.

was that too much to ask?

probably.

when marco regales his woes to thatch, the latter laughs so hard he cries. marco rolls his eyes and smacks his arm playfully, “it’s not funny.”

more tears roll down thatch’s face and he presses his lips together but when he sees how distraught marco is, he starts laughing all over again. so much for going to friends for advice. thatch only quiets down when he sees just how serious marco is; clearing his throat, he motions for his friend to sit down for a drink. it’s early in the afternoon, but pirates don’t really have a set drinking schedule, now, do they?

“okay, okay, i’m sorry.” and he meant it, marco could tell by the sincerity in his tone and the way his features softened as he smiled back at his friend. “the solution is simple, because it’s obvious what the issue is between you and him.”

jaw clenched, marco tilts his head and motions with his hand. “please, elaborate.” thatch grins like a fool and downs the shot before getting up to clap a hand on marco’s shoulder.

“you’ll just need to figure it out yourself.”

marco frowns at that, not liking that thatch was right again; still, it doesn’t quell the irritation that bubbles inside of him at the answer. he hates how much you consume his thoughts because it makes absolutely no sense. he’s never had this happen to him before, so he’s out of his element and it unnerves him greatly; maybe that’s why whenever you flirt with him it puts him out of sorts.

not that any of that would matter to you if he confessed any of that.

you find him in his office sitting back in a chair, powerful arms folded against his chest, with his eyes closed. you’re quite sure he’s not sleeping, but then again with marco anything is possible. certain thoughts pestered him most of the afternoon, well into the evening. he hears you enter, despite your best attempts at walking quietly.

he doesn’t say anything and watches you walk towards the table in front of him. it’s pure adrenaline that pushes you to hop onto the table with ease, much to marco’s confusion.

“what are you—”

his mouth snaps shut when you kick off your shoes and stretch your leg out, rubbing your foot against his bulge. marco looks at your sharply, amazed at your audacity and perseverance. whatever argument that was prepared to launch itself from the depths of his chest remains at the back of his throat when you add a bit of pressure with your foot.

if there was ever a day for his body to betray him, today was it.

you smile impishly, leaning back on your hands as you watch him; you know he wants to ask you about fifty questions, so you shrug noncommittally, voice light and teasing when you say, “i’m helping you relax.”

he highly doubts that’s the case at all.

again, he reminds you to behave, and also adds, “i know what you’re doing.” even though that’s not quite true, is it? he only has half of an idea, but it doesn’t matter; your intent is obvious, and while he doesn’t want to succumb to this feeling just yet he’s powerless to stop it now. not when his cock grows stiff and presses painfully against the front of his pants; not when you keep looking at him like he’s all you ever think about; and not when your breathing stills, as if the very act of arousing him also arouses you.

the flush on your face when you rub your foot along the length of his cock, admiring the shape even through the fabric of his clothes. you just might kill him tonight with your actions, but maybe luck will be on his side.

without thinking twice, marco pulls you on top of him, the heat from his hands searing you through your clothes as he palms you openly. you press against him, chest heaving a bit as you kiss him. you sling an arm around his shoulder as you swirl your tongue around his, the heat from your bodies a stifling affair, but you suffer through it happily.

you buck your hips against marco’s before you reach between you and unzip his pants. his cock is longer than you imagined, but he’s always been someone full of surprises. you pull away so you can stroke him; your hand is soft against his skin, too soft. his restraint is practically nonexistent when he speaks again.

“strip.”

if you weren’t so aroused, you’d tease him more — but you have a feeling that if you do too much, it might not work out in your favor. although, if you asked him, he’d tell you that you’re wrong about that.

his eyes take in your body, the soft curves, round breasts, and shapely thighs. he feels a bit of pre-cum slide down the head of his cock and he groans softly, reminding himself to keep it together.

you’re in a similar predicament, hands trembling as you try to calm yourself; you had the upper hand for so long, but now you feel like he’s somehow reversed everything. you climb back onto his lap and rub your pussy along his cock; he kisses you again, hands roaming down the curve of your back and grabbing onto your ass playfully.

you moan against his lips, arousal clinging to your folds every time you roll your hips. marco licks along the length of your neck before biting your skin; you let out a soft whine, hips jerking forward, thighs shaking as you cling onto him. he smiles against your skin and guides his cock to your entrance; he buries most of his length inside of you when the thrusts the first time. you don’t expect any sort of soft intimacy between you, but you also didn’t expect him to fuck you like that.

marco’s hips snap upwards and he plunges his cock inside of you, deep and hard. you moan loudly as you rock your hips against him, your cunt sliding up and down his length quickly. he flicks his tongue against your hardened nipple, swirling and sucking, making your head spin. you call his name out repeatedly, voice cracking when he grabs your hips tightly as his strokes get messy and fevered.

you feel a little delirious now, skin aflame every time you kiss him. he whispers filthy promises against your lips, ones that make you blush more than necessary. you bounce on him wildly, nails scratching at the back of his neck. the pain is barely noticeable, but he angles his hips differently, reaches a spot so deep it has you in a state of euphoria.

the orgasm is more intense than you thought it’d be. marco works you through it, his own finding him as he fucked you harder. once you catch your breath, you notice how sore your thighs are and how sticky your skin is. he lets out a satisfied groan and looks at you curiously.

“are you going to stop teasing me?”

you almost laugh at the question, but refrain, opting to smile coyly instead. what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

#woo finally done #fic request #milestone event #500+ followers event #🍭✨🍨sticky & sweet event🧁✨🍭#one piece x reader #one peice x y/n #one piece smut #marco x reader #marco x y/n #marco smut

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