Tumgik
#[ muse: dory ]
crybaby-bkg · 5 months
Text
cw: this got long sorry 😔 but creepy/perv bakugou, recording, film major bkg x art major reader, masturbation, coercion, dubcon before it just becomes con, voyeurism/exhibitionism
as an art major, you typically did some works for a few students on campus; for their plays, as background pieces while they danced, a cover for their released songs. it wasn’t out of the ordinary for people to ask you to create something for them, and you enjoyed it more often than not. but, you weren’t usually the art itself.
Bakugou is a friend’s friend that you’ve seen a few times, ran into at the library or at coffee shops. he’s a film major, and always looks so unhappy about the whole thing, as if he didn’t choose it himself. you joke to Mina that you think he’ll graduate and become one of those directors that hate everything and yell at the actors constantly and later on get sued for being a dickhead. you never say it to him though—you’ve never spoken more than a couple words to the man.
it’s why it shocks you when he approaches you one day. it’s after one of your painting classes, and he stands outside the door with a frown and his hands shoved in his pockets, his eyebrows scrunched as if pissed at the mere sight of you. he asks you, in that low and gruff tone of his, if you could star in his final project for the semester. says it’s supposed to be a film made with this criteria and that, but, you’ve kind of checked out on the conversation after the first sentence.
“You mean, you want me to create something and that be the star of your film?” you ask him, feeling so intimidated at his stature. he always seems to loom, his hair shadowing the lights above, creates a cast over a portion of his face, makes his eyes look…unsettling. like they’re looking straight through your flesh, can find the marrow in your bones. he scoffs like you’ve offended him, rolling his eyes into his skull, mouth pulled tight.
“No.” his voice is firm, gaze concentrated only on you, like the halls are empty and you’re the focus of his lens. “I want you to star in it.”
his words confuse you—you’ve never presented yourself as an actor before, never alluded to wanting to be in the spotlight if not for what you create with your hands. but he shuffles on his feet, looks desperate even. there’s some hemming and hawing for a minute or so—why not choose Mina?—she’s busy—why choose me?—‘cause you’d be perfect for my short film—what’s it about?—you’ll find out once you get the script.
and even after you hesitantly agree and get the script—you still don’t understand what you’re doing. why you’re here, why you’re the only person, why it has to be a solo film, why there’s damn near zero lines in the entirety of the have-to-be forty five minute film.
the scenes are all so long, and maybe it’s because movies aren’t your forte or chosen major, but you just don’t get it. one scene; you’re staring at yourself in the mirror while Bakugou holds a small, black camera over your shoulder. he’s eerily quiet behind you, whispers out a faint fuckin’ go when you have to wash your face in the sink, makes you do it over because your movements are too jerky and unnatural.
the rest of the scenes go that way; you doing regular at home activities, being put under a lens, quietly barked at to do this and move that way and fix your hair and remember to frown.
“Isn’t there another way to film this?” you ask him on the fifth day of shooting in his spacious loft. there’s a bubble bath scene coming up, one you dont understand the importance of, but Bakugou tells you it’s the most necessary part of the entire thing.
“No,” he grunts out, looking at you from under his lashes as he sits on the lid of the toilet. “But I’ll make it soapy, so the camera won’t see much.” the camera? much? you weren’t worried so much about what the camera captured as you were the man behind it. he looks at you with such intensity, you feel naked already despite the robe you wear that’s suspiciously already your size.
he leaves the bathroom when you sink in the hot water, returns before you can say it’s okay, hears the water splashing and thinks that’s good enough. he kneels on the floor beside you, camera pointed directly in your face, makes your chest hot and your skin feel prickly. the scene passes on regularly enough; you run the water over your arms, tilt your head back as you sigh, whisper the few lines scripted, lean back and close your eyes, sigh again. it’s almost relaxing, makes you forget about the friend of a friend recording you naked right now. almost.
“Touch yourself.” Bakugou suddenly demands, hushed and quiet behind the camera. your eyes immediately shoot open, looking to him in question, how he’s eerily still in his spot hovering over you.
“Huh?” you ask, unsure if you heard him correctly, looking around the rounded lens in your face, trying to ignore the red blinking light. but Bakugou only frowns.
“It’s a masturbation scene. Touch yourself.” he repeats, voice louder, more demanding this time. your stomach twists at the thought of doing something so intimate in front of him. he’s a handsome guy, for sure, even made you consider asking him out after this, figured he was just serious about his work and awkward about certain things. but…something had been off about this entire thing since the start.
“But—but I don’t, I’m not,” you stutter, sitting up a little, the bubbles covering your chest starting to disperse with your movements. but Bakugou only sits a little higher on his knees, finally pulling the camera away from his face for the first time since he’s asked you to do this for him.
“You want me to fail?” he asks, booming voice eerily quiet in the silent bathroom, carmine eyes dull, shaded over with something terrible. “Then do it.” he tells you when you shake your head quickly.
you stare at him until he gets back into position again, camera back pointed at you. when he doesn’t say anything else, you swallow thickly, wondering if the art that will come out of this will be worth it. so you listen, sneak a hand under the water, start touching yourself in a way you never have in front of anyone.
is it bad to say that it’s exhilarating? being watched and recorded by someone who breathes so heavily every time your voice hiccups? being directed to touch your chest next when the suds start to disappear and your nipples start to peek through? is it bad that you want him to send you this portion of his film, only, just so you can watch yourself again and again? make a portrait of yourself with your fingers on your nipples and your knees raising from the water and your head thrown back from the intensity in oil pastels?
“That’s a wrap.” Bakugou announces when you finish, head spinning and still panting. you look over to him, how he closes the camera, the obvious bulge in his pants. “I’ll get you a towel.”
you wonder when’s the next time he’ll need you. or better yet—maybe he could be the star in your final drawing project? you had finished it already but, what was the harm in starting over with him as your muse? as naked as you are? camera not blocking his face so you can paint the similarities of his blushing cheeks and eyes when you direct him to look at you? to touch his chest? to play with himself just like that?
167 notes · View notes
kvnis · 1 month
Note
soutine ! who is your fav from alice in borderland ? ! ◝꒰ ´ ˘ `♡ ꒱
hii athenaa !! tysm for the question i love them sm ,,
my fav is 100% chishiya , i love him smm his personality just aaahsjneb … i wish he had more screen time !
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
13 notes · View notes
endlessreruns · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
character inspiration: Parker Gaetano Russo
Felix Weston - Love, Victor
Dory - Finding Nemo/Finding Dory
Campbell "Cam" Saunders - Degrassi: The Next Generation
8 notes · View notes
staggerinbeauty · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
My attempt at drawing Doris Zuel in the golden age style. I also restyled her pink dress she has but made it have a retro vibe, enjoy!
49 notes · View notes
1864reruns · 3 months
Note
il actually going to kill myself i had to close my phone for like 30min
OVER WHAT 😭😭😭😭
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
6 notes · View notes
awalkoflife-arc · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
just wanted to give a shout-out to these four incredible ladies who are listed as my ‘biggest fans’ right now. you’re all phenomenal and it’s a pleasure to write with every single one of you. thank you for all of the feels, always. @seesgood @ltkarma @fidelissimi @redemptioninterlude
7 notes · View notes
Text
youtube
8 notes · View notes
cagneyblooms · 1 year
Text
oh what a beautiful muse i sure do hope she isn't dead right rosetta?
Tumblr media
5 notes · View notes
aparticularbandit · 7 months
Text
Book!Junko makes me think that DR1!Junko actually very much knew that she would lose and allowed it to happen so she could feel the despair of it all.
Because she got real big mad when her plans went exactly the way she planned them. Because she wanted the despair of them not going the way she planned them.
Which like. Combined with one of the Monokuma theaters and some stuff he's said. Gives me suicidal Junko thoughts.
I'm just. 🤔
4 notes · View notes
flcryflngcrs · 1 year
Text
Sorry I was gone for 4 years, I was busy doin’ your mother.
Tumblr media
4 notes · View notes
brutulist · 1 year
Text
nacho dog that bites every owner vs jesse dog that's loyal to a fault
4 notes · View notes
secondequinox · 1 year
Text
Ello!
Welcome to my rp blog for my multifandom, mostly self insert oc, Autumn.
I, the mun in charge, am Dori(an) [she/they] and have been developing this character since about 2011. She was originally created by my best friend for a fanfic they thought up for our Middle School friend group, that was when Autumn was born to represent me.
I adore her and thought she deserved to interact with others once again after years of a hiatus. She’s open for Asks, Requests, RP ideas or even just some fellow friends, muses, oc’s to interact with.
Thanks for stopping by!
5 notes · View notes
stargazer-tps · 1 year
Text
The Muses, but it’s Skyrim
So a while back, when I was still posting often on Amino, I wrote a little blurb about an idea I had for a Barbie and the Diamond Castle x Skyrim crossover:
The characters from Barbie and the Diamond Castle living in Skyrim and fulfilling some of those character roles. Lydia as Ulfric Stormcloak—they say she murdered the High King with her voice. She was once a student of the Muses, who replace the Greybeards. 
Unlike Ulfric, though, she isn’t interested in rebellion for what she think will be better for Skyrim and its people (or at least some of the people), though she has to frame it that way in order to prevent people from overthrowing her or whatever. Like in Diamond Castle, she’s a bit of a megalomaniac.
The Muses live up in High Hrothgar, and take a much softer approach to the Voice. That power in this world is much more musical thing, though like the Greybeards, the Muses never intend for it to be used for violence or power. In Skyrim, the Greybeards use the Voice for worship, but I’d imagine the Muses encourage a more general use of “expression” cause... Barbie.
The role of Dragonborn is kind of split between Liana, Alexa, and Melody. Liana and Alexa are the heroes that help resolve the conflict throughout Skyrim, and perhaps they learn to use their Voices along the way and their personal conflict is deciding how to use their Voices (the Muses’ way? Lydia’s way? Something in between?) and fighting over that vs. the circumstances during the movie b/c Skyrim is pretty plentiful while you’re journeying. 
Melody is a Muse apprentice who showed a very natural inclination towards the Voice (like the Dragonborn) and was studying with the Muses to learn to control that power. After Lydia’s rise to power, however, she took a vow of silence to avoid misusing her Voice and to avoid being found (she was, as far as she knew, the only person who knows how to use the Voice and news travels fast in Skyrim). Liana and Alexa through singing remind Melody of being able to use the Voice as a method of expression, and she breaks her vow of silence. 
When Lydia hears that Melody is in fact out there, she goes after her and—by extension—Liana and Alexa. And so they have to confront Lydia and decide how to defeat her—whether it’s via the Voice or not.
I also had an idea of having Lydia take on the role of like Miraak in the Dragonborn DLC and having a second scenario focusing on Solstheim, but I didn’t develop that one as much.
Anyway I rewatched Diamond Castle and this happened.
Tumblr media
Anyway, here’s some drawings that took me way too long of the Muses as Skyrim characters: I still can’t decide if Lydia works better as an Ulfric Stormcloak figure or a Miraak figure, so she’s both, sort of. Dori and Phaedra are the Greybeards or something.
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Hey, where’s Melody?
She’s in hiding or something. She’s taken a vow of silence to avoid misusing her Voice, or maybe she’s just hiding from Lydia. The real answer is that I got sick of drawing in this style and didn’t want to draw anymore portraits like this. Maybe I’ll make her another stained glass window or something.
3 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
                                              —–Mobile/PC Links—–
                    About | | Relations | | Headcanons | | Tag | | Rules
                                                    | | Starter call | | Verses| |
Tumblr media
3 notes · View notes
staggerinbeauty · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
Daydreaming the day away
Did my version of Doris and @deviousmxnds's Edgar
27 notes · View notes
1864reruns · 3 months
Note
I'm now ur biggest fan .. 1# vyon supporter
this is my party trick
4 notes · View notes