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dizzybizz · 4 months

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hai here is a sketch dump with too many fandoms :) sorry about the ungodly amount of men here i have been going through it and by it i mean gay

ok wait i ran out of tags??? it wont let me tag them all😭😭😭 im gonna have to be sparing with them uhh i guess i will have to ramble under the cut then cus i like rambling in my tags but i cant with this one 😭

(ok im back from the ramble: it is way too long.... proceed forward if you want to see some guy just absolutely talk nonsense for entirely too long)

no cus i swear i have tried tagging more stuff than this before and never hit the limit but whatever

hello i really use this like a fkn blog huh

i just wanted to provide some thoughts on the harper and rosé one first bc its important to me 😌 cus i was thinking abt harper and how in my head and heart of hearts she would be the kid who thought you get pregnant from kissing and i dont think she ever really grew out of that belief. <- this ended up spawning the idea of harper being a sex-repulsed ace and i will die on this hill actually. fight me or die, you die either way actually nvm

this is just a buncha blorbos i dont know what to tell you really. sketch pages like these always end up so weird for me bc for some reason my brain always wants the characters in them to interact in some way. whether that be talking or just reacting to what the other is doing... its something i cant stop with, its so stupid and silly and i hate it and i love it. where else would i see kabru slowly losing his mind with how loud phoenix wright is in court????

I THOUGHT I HAD GOTTEN OFF THE RAILS WITH THAT BUT THEN THE NEXT PAGE HAPPENED. and all i could do was laugh and ask "what the fuck am i drawing??? HOW DID WE GET HERE? WHY IS THISTLE HERE WITH LEOPIKA HELP" LIKE that page started with the big leopika and then i was like "man i miss thistle lemme draw him real quick" but the curse struck and now hes being homophobic so </3

i rlly like how the nic(k) page turned out ... i just have a lot of nicks i like drawing idk.. the lil guy is an oc,,, one day his ref sheet will be finished and itll be awesome but not for now, sorry baby, no can do. im weirdly happy with how the hands turned out for all of them tho?? so thats a W

yotasuke, murai, nick (youll never know which one im referring to. .. jkjk its hoult i love the pose there ehehhe), nic and the entire last page r my favs. i like em all but those rlly get me yknow- the olly too ofc but ive already posted him, dont mind him being here, hes part of the set. AND OVER ALL IVE BEEN HAVING SO FUN WITH SHADING BLACK AND JUST LEAVING SPOTS BLANK ITS SO ?`????

WHY IS THIS SO LONG PLS DONT READ ALL THIS THIS IS STRAIGHT UP EMBARRASSING AGHSDFGSDHJSGD im all like "yeah i dont like talking about myself or whatever" but as soon as i get to my process or blorbos or smth the floodgates fucking break open, not even burst man.

also dont mind how i havent even acknowledged pingas twink pokemon counterpart. hes just here for shits and giggles i dont know the guy like at all, i watched a handful of eps of horizons and that was it RIP

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yuyinesque · 17 days

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KREIDEPRINZ | “𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾.”

⚘ précis. ≡ he was a little curious as to how the female anatomy reacts to arousal; you were the individual that incessantly muddled his mind with this idea. because of this, he managed to charm you into laying you down on his table and taking his fingers in order to conclude a few factors.

⚘ disclaimers. ≡ afab!reader; sub!reader x top!albedo, finger-fucking/excessive clit play, overstimulation, implied pussy worshipping, pussy studying, edging, squirting, gentle praise, albedo’s simply playing dumb with you.

⚘ category. ≡ nsft smut drabble/headcanons.

⚘ wc. ≡ 1.5k.

𖦥 m.list. oc.list.

𖤥 The holder of Princeps Cretaceus, mm mm mm… anywayyy — This little chalk-based AI is a little too curious for his own good. I believe that you had to been not only aesthetically interesting to the eye, but have a mind of wisdom in order to have such an obsessive interest towards you. With this mind, it’s only a matter of time before he uses you as both a subject and a partner for his experiments, with your consent, of course, for you have an adoration towards him as well. (Un)fortunately, this only set you up for failure, for he was beginning to wonder how you would look in various positions.

𖤥 Now, I may not know much about Albedo, but I’m sure that an enabler would provoke these said thoughts. This said “enabler” is no other than you, the individual who is incapable of holding back their feelings for someone who could read you like a book, ESPECIALLY because he’s been studying you since you carry such a mysterious intensity within you.

𖤥 Hell, he may be an AI, but because of this he’s beyond stupid. It’s clear at times that you’ve been experiencing arousal, but he was unsure as to if you were experiencing it because of him specifically. Besides, he didn’t want to outwardly just ask without any context. Not only that’s an intimate question, but he didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, let alone scare you off, now suffering from rejection. Still, the idea couldn’t be left undiscovered, I fear… Really, this whole thing is not about him studying it because he was clueless, he not only wanted a confirmation, but ponder about how YOU would behave if aroused … like like like like like listen-

𖤥 “I must take into account factors such as your temperature, texture, and contractions per minute after each orgasm,” He would divulge as his pallid fingers plunged deeper into your clenching hole, one that was greedily memorizing the taste of his skin to the point where it was her favorite dessert. His statements were definitely rhetorical and you knew it, seeing as you were incapable of formulating comprehensible words with the way he was finger-fucking you without any reasonable restraint bounding his actions. He was destined to complete his experiment, and he was sure that you were on your thirteenth- fourteenth clench. “As long as I have your approval, I do not believe that I’m overstepping any boundaries. You do agree, right Y/n?”

𖤥 NAAA LEMME COOK? HEAR ME OUT!!!

🧷 𝓗ad you haven’t been in a predicament where you could formulate appropriate thoughts, let alone speech that didn’t involve loud, lecherous blubbers, you would’ve retorted with an impish smile with corresponding titter, seeing as he was simply being careful despite his monotonous tone. It’s merely impossible to strangle out a few words since you were practically hyperventilating from overstimulation; there was quite literally never been a time where you’ve felt this overwhelmed during an experiment. Albedo is very considerate of your safety.

He claims that this would be safe as well: Sketching down a memorable image of your pretty pussy rapaciously contracting for his fingers, though instead he decided to use his fingers to polish your clit with vast zeal, earning a pearlescent drool of cum to cascade from your hole. He noted that he should add a glimmering adaptation to accentuate how the rushing river of cum titillate under the pale LED light, also the image of your fingertips delving into your plush thighs as you attempted to keep them up for as long as possible. Albedo however sighed in misfortune at this observation, especially at the way your thighs palpitated endlessly; there was only a matter of time until your body were to finally give into exhaustion. You were only human, after all. Therefore, he made sure to assert underneath his sketch of you that the three components were completed.

One: Temperature. How hot could it get? Normally the temperature inside the vaginal canal equates to a high fever when not aroused, but how hot does yours get during both stages? Unfortunately, Albedo was unable to determine the temperature during its natural stage, for you were already unbearably drenched before he could even give your pussy the time of day, tainting the steel table with the voracious drooling since she terribly craved him inside of her. He also concluded that utilizing a thermometer during the session would possibly bring down your mood (or heighten it, considering that he also noticed that you’re very fond of edging as much as overstimulation). He wondered if he should ask to take its temperature after he cleans everything up, but it wouldn’t correlate with his initial hypothesis.

Two: Texture. Generally speaking, the inside has an identical texture to the inside of your cheeks but… he still wanted to finalize that it stays that said texture before, during, and after sexual activity. Albedo certainly has definitely used his tongue to poke at the inside of his cheek while curling his fingers deep inside of you, carefully massaging your spot as your squeals sang saccharine tunes, whispering poetic praises that caused your noises to induce and circulate throughout the vast vicinity. As anticipated, the resemblance is there, but your walls were softer, but that could be because of how inundated you are. It was another uncompleted draft that he had to address on another occasion; it was beginning to miff him, though at least you were willing to trust him in one of your most vulnerable states.

Three: Contractions. Would it be too selfish for him to wonder how many times you’ll clench before each orgasm? Surely it was quite the push, but he couldn’t help but wonder if that’ll be the last time the two of you would perform something so intimate, therefore it’s best to have most if not all of his questions answered before departure. Not only has he determined how many times you’ve clenched before each orgasm, also determining that the number accumulates the more you cum, he’s estimated that you’ve contracted much more without his fingers rather than with them. Was it due to your acts of desperation? Yes, of course, that he figured as much, and he found the ideal flattering and promising, or even exciting. He could proudly deem that you were one of his favorite experiments yet, and truly desired more of you in different positions in later references.

And Ideally, Four: En–

“‘Bedo, Beh- ff-uh.. fuckfuckfuckfuck- please!” His train of calculations and concentration was vengefully disrupted by the guinea pig in question: you. The one who sobbed out hardly comprehensible beseeches in hopes Albedo has finally calculated enough data to grant you the opportunity to fucking breathe without hiccuping and choking on saliva. The one whose cum spluttered erotically out of their pussy, their juices acting as a varnish on your tumescent lips in order to preserve such finest chef-d'œuvre, and giving the steel table a shrine that’s never been achieved before. The one whose left leg was occasionally being pried away from their right by the alchemist’s gloved hand, seeing as he couldn’t help but feel selfishly miffed at the fact that they’re incapable of keeping them open for the sake of the hypothesis. However, it’s safe for the two of you that this experiment will require addressment… over a few shots, of course.

“What perfection…” Albedo’s cerulean blooming eyes eased with awe as he watched your writhing body twitch and writhe with each time he thrust his fingers inside you, but even when he decided to slow down a little, you were still too sensitive to inure the overbearing pleasure, therefore he decided to stop altogether by finally retracting his pallid fingers that were submerged with a thick ivory. For a moment he had the intrusive urge to give you a taste, but he already broke one of his promises, which was to go easy on you. “The moons surely favor you, don’t they?”

Your mind was too muddled to even comprehend the fact that he was praising you at the moment; you were still trying to find a way to close your legs without any more exertion, let alone rid the seething pain between them. Surely you weren’t complaining, but you were just as shocked as him. Rarely does he lose himself, especially during something of importance. “Perhaps I was being too edacious… it was never my objective to test your endurance … This was my mistake.”

With a sigh that could only disclose disappointment, he stood up from his chair after using a cloth to wipe his fingers clean. Then, while his expression still mordantly stoic, he gently lifted one of your legs to place them on his shoulder, cautiously wiping you down, squeezing your knee reassuringly when you jolted and whined when he began dapping your numbing clit with the cloth.

“We should conduct this on a later date, I'd say… next week. Certainly after your convalescence.. That way the both of us may conclude how well your body responds to penetration.”

yuyinesque | translate with permission & peruse without theft.

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dreamingcloudie · 1 year

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im sorry for immediately jumping into requests but i see dottore content and i immediately go gdusabjnkdsa

HI HOPE YOU HAVE A NICE DAY <33 IMMA BINGE READ THROUGH YOUR STUFF BUT LEMME JUST DROP THIS RQ

reader, feeling a bit bored and lonely, gathered a bunch of segments and asked if they could just cuddle with them OF COURSE they'd agree... prime comes back from a mission to see the tasks he'd assign them half done but before he could get too angry, sees you all snuggled up in a pile with the most relaxed expression on your face he'd seen in a while.......... he tells the segments to leave and hugs you himself instead (jealous perhaps? HHEHEHE)

HAVE A GREAT DAY, FEEL FREE TO IGNORE THIS NO PRESSUVE <3 !!

❛❛ In My (Our) Arms You Go ❜❜

✎ ❛❛ Dog pile!— Oof! ❜❜

Pairing(s): Dottore (& segments) x GN!Reader

Genre/Format: Fluff (oneshot)

wc: ~1.1k

Notes: Back to our regularly scheduled fluff :D This is so cute istg 😫✋️✋️Dottore and his skrunkly segments are just ANAKSHDIEJEFIS 💕💕💕 I'm sorry this is short! ^^;

You sighed as you threw your head backwards and stared at the ceiling, the pencil that you were holding dropped onto the desk.

"I give up." You groaned into your hands.

It has only been fifteen minutes since you started to sketch random objects in the room. You thought having your mind run wild with imaginations by adding some twists to them would be the cure to your boredom.

But it clearly backfired, it required too much thinking.

If anything, it made you feel even more bored than before, if that was even possible.

Heck, you even tried to watch the raindrops sliding down the window pane, pretending that they were racing against each other!

No matter how much effort you put into distracting your bored out mind, you were too occupied with thoughts of your lover.

A week ago, the Tsrista had sent out an order to Dottore, there was a mission that required his assistance in the far lands of Sumeru. And since this was an order from the Cryo Archon herself, there was no way he could decline even if he wanted to.

So reluctantly, you had to let him go for you didn't even know how long.

Without his goofy laughs and your daily dose of kisses, you felt lonely…

Especially with how your work schedule has been pretty hectic lately. Just as you thought you could have some peaceful moments with Dottore, he had to leave.

What kind of cruel joke was this?

What to do now… You thought as you closed your eyes.

Reading… Cooking... Beating Delta's ass up—

Wait, what?

Where did that come from?

Reopening your eyes again, you focused on your hearing and could make out faint footsteps walking past your room along with a grumpy voice.

"I can't believe Delta messed all of this up! More work for me, ugh."

So it was a segment.

The segments…

You gasped a bit when a sudden idea came to mind.

How fun would it be if you cuddled all of them at once?

You were getting a little giddy about your genius idea but then a realization made you doubt your plan.

They are probably busy though… You let out a huff.

Before Dottore left, he had given out a task for each of them to complete. He expected them to finish everything he asked of them by the time he returned.

But a fifteen minute break for them wouldn't hurt, right? You reasoned.

---

As you slammed the laboratory doors open, you slightly cringed at the loud noise it made when it hit the wall, startling some of the segments.

"(Y/n), my dear. You could've just knocked next time," Omega lightly scolded you.

Smiling at him sheepishly, you lightly scratched your neck.

"Haha, sorry."

He shook his head, chuckling at how adorable you were.

"Well, what brings you here?"

Right.

"So I was thinking… if we could all cuddle together?" You asked.

Your voice wasn't loud enough to reach the other segments, but they could still make out the words "we" and "cuddle". All of them instantly dropped what they were doing and surrounded you.

Getting affection from their darling? And with no Prime around? Who would pass up such a great offer?

"Are we gonna cuddle?!"

"Can we really?"

"Cuddling? I wanna join!"

Well, that was a lot easier than you thought it'd be.

---

Oh, how you loved their happy little faces as they trailed behind you, with you leading them to your room.

The moment you got into your room, you laid down onto your bed and sprawled your limbs out, inviting them to come join you.

One by one, each of them plopped themselves down onto the bed with you.

Some of them held onto your arms while some intertwined their legs with yours, and a head was laid against your torso.

Though, even with this king-sized bed, it could barely fit all of them.

Theta moved around a little to find a comfortable position when he accidentally kicked someone.

"Ow! Who kicked me?!" Delta yelped.

"Deserved, you gave me more work to do by spilling the serum everywhere!"

"Oh my— Whoever has their feet near my face, please move. It smells of rotten flesh." Omega covered his nose from… whoever feet that was.

Well, this was definitely a bit hard to get used to with how much weight was laying on top of you.

You weren't complaining though, the weather was a bit colder than usual and they made such a great heat source.

Their bickerings died down and silence soon took over the room, only to be occasionally broken with some light snores and the soft sounds of rain hitting the window.

Ah, life was good.

---

After a week of being away from the comfort of the palace, he was finally back from the mission and he felt like he would pass out any moment.

The mission he came back from was hell even though it was a success in the end. Nonetheless, he was now back and he had missed you dearly.

Though before going to your room, he was looking forward to seeing how his personal project was coming along. He had calculated that by the time he came back, it would've been completed by his segments.

However, all he saw was an empty lab. What's even stranger was that the work was half-done.

Where did they go? They wouldn't abandon their work like this unless it was an emergency…

Dottore turned back and walked to your room, afraid that something might have happened.

The sight he was greeted with made his blood boil. His segments were slacking off, hugging you as they slept. But when he got closer and took a glance at you, he noticed how peaceful you looked, and it's been a long time since he had seen you this relaxed.

You were complaining about how your work was stressing you out and you weren't able to get some proper rest.

Well, he supposed he'd let his segments off the hook this time for helping you to relax.

Though, his chest tightened at the realization that he wasn't the one who was holding you.

It was his turn now.

He nudged one of the segments awake, and soon the others began to wake up as well at the movement. Miraculously, you were still sound asleep.

All of them stiffened at the sight of Prime glaring at them, oh boy, they could already hear the mouthful lecture they'd get later.

"All of you get back to work, now."

The segments scurried to get out of the room, a little down that they had to leave you so soon.

Changing out of his work clothes and taking off his mask, he slowly got into the spot beside you. Chuckling lightly when his thumb cleaned the drool that left your mouth.

His arm wrapped around you, sighing in content that he finally got to hold you again.

All to himself.

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin x you #genshin x yn #dottore #genshin impact #dottore x reader #dottore x y/n #dottore x you #genshin dottore #il dottore #fatui #fatui harbingers x reader #fatui harbingers

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dapper-lil-arts · 23 days

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Do you have any top tier horse yuri fic recs?

Hmm, i got a couple, lemme think

This one is a very sweet slice of life EG Sunset x Scitwi one, its got a lovely interpretation of the characters; With the expected but very welcome pairing of cool punk girl and adorable nerd. and i plan on doing fanart of it! The writer knows her stuff nyeheh =v= This is the best "Rarity and Applejack get drunk together and mushy stuff happens" Fic i seen out there, a trope that is surprisingly recurring, ive seen others like this! But this one is the best, hands down. A mutual of mine wrote it and its just a wonderful time! This one is a super fun horror esque rarijack fic where rarity is haunted and applejack tries to help her. its got fantastic prose and its just damn lovely! I've done fanart of it before, its a sweet one, and its also just a really interesting direction to take Rarity's character that i'm almost sad to not see more of. Overpowered rarity whennnn Although i don't ship twilight and trixie, this fic of this pairing, that is still ongoing, is fucking hilarious. The comedy has wonderful timing, and the takes on the characters are endlessly entertaining

Stay tuned to this wonderful fic of Rarijack anthros (Inspired by the ones i designed, too!!) 'cause its gonna have a sex sequel that i've already gotten a sneak peek or two of, and i'm frotthing at the mouth about it. biting things even (i sketched the cover btw!)

This fic isn't rly horse yuri but its 1000 words of Sunset Shimmer being the utter insane badass i always wished she was; and I will continue writing her like so. I'm glad to see another writer also concidered the same

If you're like me, and think that sex is funny, this fic and it's two sequels are for you. Sunset Shimmer throws a party of deranged proportions that ends in debauchery and indulgence that nearly destroys the fabric of equestria; and it's consequences are hilarious. This is a rly cute short trans rarity fic, and it has a delightful amount of rarijack within. utterly adorbs. Almost sad to see it so short! Finaly, i'd be amiss to not recommend the fics i've written myself; Here are my two biggest and most awesomest i've done: The Return of Midnight Sparkle Is a take on MLP where there is no EG universe, and rather, Sunset Shimmer is brought to the mane 6 per twilight's request, and she absolutely does not feel like she belongs, and its a narrative about her desperate attempts of fitting in; and dealing with the fallout of her failings. I put an inordinate amount of effort on this one, even drawing covers for each chapter. I went DERRANGED with the idea of "what if sunset shimmer was on FIM and also it was gay as fuck." i basicaly wrote an entire season of the show and its finale. If you're a fan of Sunset Shimmer and Twilight Sparkle as a pairing, cannot recommend enough. Here's some of the art i made for it. Insanely sick chapter covers im super proud of The Princess and the Peasant is an all you can eat buffet for Rarijack enjoyers, I've taken the baseline of the story of "shrek 1" and i made it about Applejack and Rarity; And also expanded upon it and fixed some of the annoyances with the og story (No third act misunderstanding! On the contrary. Third act understanding. SEX.) The humble farmer Applejack has to rescue fair Princess Rarity from a dragon keep, and escort her across Equestria to ensure that her farm and family are safe. Of course, on the journey, those two grow a bit close... Too close. VEry very very veyr close. Here's a comic i've made of one of my fave scenes of it lmaooo Cannot express enough; If you're a fan of rarijack? This fic is EVERYTHING for you.

#writing stuff #ask #thanks for the ask. Please read my fanfics #I've been CHERISHING writing lately #its been an utter joy #fr fr

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corviids · 10 months

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You should know that someone is stirring problems with your art and the latest installments in gilded lilies. You should know in case you get bombarded with hate comments https://twitter.com/litathesissy/status/1672795383196418049?t=uZjfGFALpfuXW_l9DkkmMA&s=19

i drafted this entire thing and then my app refreshed so bear with me 😭 i’m also at dinner with my fam but wanted to say something

1. the art: referencing older artists like claude monet isn’t uncommon (at least in the art circles i’ve ran it) but in hindsight i understand that wasn’t the best choice to do without explicitly stating i did so so i take 100% accountability for that. i honestly wasn’t giving it much thought just because that drawing specifically, i worked on-forgot about-and then saw in my files and was like “hey lemme post that”. if you want insight into how i drew it, i side by sided my canvas and reference and then overlay after doing the sketch to correct the funkiness. i will definitely add an edit stating i referenced it.

2. the fic: another author reached out to me earlier regarding this this morning and we discussed it in private but i think it best to just say something here: the similarities in the specific scene are a complete coincidence. i have had aenys presenting and going feral as a result of luke planned for a while bc i’ve known i wanted aenys to be an alpha since the start. the specific “i’m his mother” “i’m your uncle” was meant to both be kinda hot but also show how different luke and aemond’s mindsets are towards their kids. luke tunnel visions whereas aemond recognizes their natures. i have discussed the aenys-aemond-luke dynamic pretty extensively elsewhere (bc i wanna keep nsfw off here), but there is a through line in my fics that aenys is a protective mamas boy and aemond is jealous of that. as for the setting, i frequently use the training yards in my fics when i want public displays to happen (and the nursery in private). i can only say that the similarities where not at all intentional.

3. as for the specific fic, i have read it in the past but in all honesty, i never retain specific scenes in fics. this isn’t bc an authors works are not being memorable, simply that i struggle to retain info beyond my hyperfixations bc my adhd. this is why i struggle to rec fics when asked. i’ve had numerous scrapped fics bc as i worked on them, something similar popped up and i didn’t wanna create that overlap. i genuinely did not even think about the other fic while writing mine. i went into it wanting to write heat sex but also wanted to build on the world of gilded lilies by giving some info on what the kids are up to as they are older

if the other author would like me to add a note in my fic regarding the similarities, i would be happy to discuss it with them as i don’t want to do it without their permission bc i haven’t seen anything from them and don’t want to involve them if they do not want to be.

to kinda conclude, the similarities were not at all intentional. the ideas in this fic for that scene was mostly based on things i’ve already messed around with and constant rambling with others in discord. as for the art, i once again take accountability for that and apologize for being so careless with it.

also: please do not harass anyone. i want to believe no one will but i just want to say that bc i’ve seen drama unfold before in past fandoms and want to avoid exposing people to that.

lemme know if y’all want me to expand upon anything else :)

#sorry if this is a mess #just wanted to say something cuz i’ve already gotten some nasty anons #asks

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randomyuu · 18 days

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so hold my hand (consign me not to darkness) [1/4]

Ah, yes. The fic that made me realise I’m in desperate need of Cursed Spirit Gojou in my ever-growing favourite GoYuu tropes.

Content Warning!

Major Character Death. Other characters are disrespectful to the corpse.

I highly suggest you read the fic first, or just the fic, since I don’t think I was properly able to adapt it into drawings. While I managed to use roughly two weeks of on-and-off planning, researching, and storyboarding, I only had a full week to finish it. You can read more of my thoughts below the comic if you’re curious.

Title: so hold my hand (consign me not to darkness)

Author: qalb_al_louz

It’s ongoing, and as of this drawing, the fic is in its third chapter. While this is (sexually) SFW, always be mindful of the tags! Please keep yourself safe and sound.

Please read from right to left, and enjoy!

You can only upload 30 images in one post, huh Damn, I gotta divide it into parts

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Alrighty, I'll put my watered down unhinged thoughts below. No extra drawings down there if you're curious haha (unless you want to see the storyboard and the characters' full body character sheet, lemme know). You can skip the stuff underneath the Keep Reading for all parts.

This fic had me grinning from ear to ear every time I read this. The atmosphere, how it goes from POV to POV—of pure fear and panic—and the peak excitement I got when Yuuji properly meets Gojou, like brooooo 😭

Gosh I cannot emphasise how much I love this fic. I’ve always been wanting to make a whole comic out of it, especially since it was 2 chapters and it doesn’t look like the author will update it, but it just… kind of forgotten ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

But then the author posted a new chapter and I told myself this is a sign I should really start.

also goddamn I was so naive to think I can tackle 2 chapters as comic—no I was in fact cannot

The moment I laid my eyes on the first paragraph, things were portrayed very vividly in my mind. The panel, the angle, Gojou's head rolling down... I was like, hell yeah. Then I continued reading and I finally succumbed to my desire to draw this out.

At first I want to adapt this into a vertical format like those manhwas. However the longer I try to learn and storyboard it... I am simply not yet comfortable with it, especially for such a big project. Even the 1st storyboard starts vaguely vertical before the panels quickly crammed into that B4-B5 format lol. The first sketch estimated 69 (heh) pages for 90% of chapter 1. I said "no" for my own sanity and fully focused on the usual manga format and it was narrowed down to 60. Still a lot though, quantity and time-wise. So with a heavy heart, I can only do the majority of chapter 1 :”) I really really want to draw Sukuna talks back to Gojou—do you have any idea how good that scene was??? Gojou tried so hard to restrain himself, he’s so other I love him 😭

Due to the sheer length of this comic (I'm still in disbelief), I have limit lots of things, and that includes the drawing. If you've seen my other JJK fanarts, they are more rendered than this one. Well, this one is purely sketched with the help of the eraser to tidy up some lines. This is also the first fanart that I did purely on Photoshop, so I can control the typesets and drawings in one place. Usually, I use Photoshop for panels and typesetting and Krita for drawing.

I don't really like Photoshop's brush, but it did really well in curbing my perfectionist tendencies, so that's good.

It's also been quite a while since I draw in general (sobs) so... yeah, you might find differences, or not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ But I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

I know setting is important, but maaan I genuinely won't miss rereading chapter 83-93 with a heavy focus on background and character locations. I just want to read the action and dialogue😭 However continuity is really important. But my spatial intelligence is almost non-existent even GPS sometimes can't help me. All I'm saying is that if you find some silly drawing mistakes, do forgive me ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿I only drew all this in a week because otherwise I won't have another chance to complete this.

Well, lots of things I won't miss from this project, but haha let's talk about the characters instead because holy shit what was I thinking, starting this year drawing this many characters in the same project??? I have never drawn anyone here except for Yuuji, Gojou, Nanami and Megumi. I don't think I've ever drawn older Getou before. I already forgot how to draw my boy Yuuji and I gotta draw all these people???

This is what you call making a bad decision, kids. Don't do your "drawing warmup" after months of not drawing and tackling a project of a scale way bigger than you've ever tackled before.

Thank you for reading this far! I hope you find my complaint entertaining! But make no mistake, I genuinely still love the fic. Drawing this, even with all the headaches it gave me, only makes me adore this fic even more.

Thank you very much to each one of you who follows and leaves comments and tags on my silly art—it never failed to make my day :D And I sincerely wish this one also made your day or even made your minute! I'll see you in the next part!

#yuu's art #jjk-fic-fanart #jjk-ship #五悠 #goyuu #goyu #5u #gojou x yuuji #shibuya arc #shibuya arc canon divergence #lots of characters on this one #kenjaku #chousou #mahito #jogo jjk #gojo satoru

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bara-izu · 6 months

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Do you have any advice for doing comics? Like do you plan them out before hand or let the story develop itself as you go?

I do mostly plan, but sometimes the scene changes as panels are drawn out! Personally i try to keep it loose but with a general idea of a start and finish, like, whats the main thing i want to get across-

This might get long so lemme break this up :D

My comics usually start with dialogue exchanges or a specific interaction (object or person), which i then branch out from- i try and thumbnail these ideas down asap, just really shitty sketches so i can move chop and change their positions as i see fit~

Lil behind the scenes of some of my recent ones with their crappy thumbs (which i admit sometimes have more charm then the finished but alas, we roll)

For longer comics i will write a script out eg.

H (awkwardly looking away): Sorry... i just, have a lot on my mind... and well.... in it A (a faked smile, monotone voice): Ha. Ha. funny.

For me, i do try and think about the scenes as if they were storyboards for a film rather than comics... (hence why most of my panels are just uninteresting long boxes) so i use a lot of cinematography approaches to the framing (close ups, establishing shots ect) The other main thing you're then going to want to think about is:

Leaving enough room for speech bubbles (i'm bad at this, but this is why we script beforehand)

Arranging your speech bubbles to lead the reader around your art

The first thing people will look at is the speech bubbles in a panel. While 'leading lines' are a great way to help guide you in the right direction to read, having the bubbles arranged in a way that leads the eye is also useful!

(this is from my upcoming story 'Be Gay Do Crime', this is however a scrapped version of the prologue which is currently being editted)

Pacing is also incredibly important! And i dont just mean the scene itself- but also the way the dialogue is presented! For example:

Breaking up the speech bubbles puts pauses between the sentence, spaces out the way a character speaks and gives them a bit more personality. (of course you don't have to break everything up into 2 word boxes, this is just an example)

If there is anything i've missed, let me know- this is the main bits i could think of off the top of my head! i hope it helps!

#ask izu #sorry this is a long one #i hope this makes sense!#comics

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bardicfrustration · 2 years

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Your Ink Is Mine

Summary: Eddie asks you to design his next tattoo.

Word Count: ~2k (1.9 but lemme have it yeah?)

He’s watching you again.

You can tell because the pencil scratches of him writing campaign notes have stopped longer than it usually takes him to think of his next step.

You’re both in your room, just working on your own thing in the soft ambiance of whatever vinyl Eddie deemed worthy.

You had set up some of your books and knick knacks as an impromptu still life. He said he wanted to flesh out the next few battles the club would be fighting.

But at some point a while ago he stopped writing and you can feel his gaze burning into the back of your neck.

It’s fine. It’s not awkward at all for your best friend who you also have a secret crush on to watch you draw. The pressure is not at all suddenly overwhelming and you don’t smudge your line the wrong way and curse just a little too loud.

Except you do, and Eddie asks so sweetly, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” You sigh. “Drawing with ink is just a pain.” You try to blot out the ink with a paper towel you have for this reason, but it’s too late. It’s already ruined. You sigh and put your pen down.

You turn in your chair to look back at him. He’s sitting on the floor with his back against the end of your bed, papers and books spread around him in a messy semi circle. You admire how hard he works on the campaign. Just so that the club has fun.

“I wanted to ask you something, actually.” He says, picking at the rug under him.

He’s acting weirdly nervous. You almost get your hopes up. Maybe today will be the day he bursts out with his sudden declaration of love for you, so you don’t have to. You nod, cautiously pushing down the butterflies trying to flutter in your chest.

“I, uh. Would you-” He clears his throat. “Could I commission you?”

You’re taken slightly aback. “For what?”

“A tattoo?”

A tattoo.

You’ve never drawn a tattoo. It wouldn’t be much different than the ink drawings you were just working on. Just a drawing in ink.

Just something permanent. On his body. Forever.

You want to melt and laugh and cry.

You can’t really look him in those dark chocolate eyes, so you stare at his hands. “Uh. Of what?”

“Huh?” Eddie looks up.

“Like, what am I drawing?”

He holds up a finger while flipping through the composition notebook he keeps all his important notes in (one time you called it his journal and he got all defensive) before landing on a page. You recognize the page.

“Something like this, if you can?” He stands up and holds out the pages to you, even though you remember the doodles like you drew them yesterday.

Well, no. Not like that. You can’t remember what you drew yesterday unless you go back into your sketchbook. But you can remember these doodles like they were etched behind your eyelids.

The two of you were sitting and passing notes in his journal (sorry, notebook) while whichever teacher you had was droning on. Eventually the notes turned into doodles you made of each other. Yours was a little cartoon of Eddie with bat wings and razor teeth. His was of you with an angel’s halo and a feathered wings.

Of course, right now, Eddie wasn’t pointing to your old bat drawing. He was pointing to his drawing. Of you.

“Me?” You had to clarify that your eyes were seeing right.

“Yeah.” He scratches the back of his neck and flicks his eyes around the room. Looking for something, maybe his marbles, you don’t know. “I just- I really liked yours. I think it’s cute. I wanted to do you justice before I make it permanent, you know?”

You. He wanted to do you justice. Sometimes this guy drove you crazy.

And sometimes you think he’s just too good to be true.

You take a deep breath and nod as you reach out for the notebook.

“You’ll do it?” He asks as if you aren’t already opening your sketchbook to sketch out ideas.

“Yeah. Of course. Give me a few days?”

He nods eagerly. You copy down as much detail from the notebook drawing as you can before giving it back to him. The sun was setting and the room was bathed in blue shadows and orange highlights.

Both of you take a much needed break to eat dinner. You order a pizza and eat it off the counter while trying to out burp each other with sips of soda. No matter how much Eddie could rattle your brain with his pretty hands and prettier eyes, he was your best friend first.

When you show up to his trailer a few days later with his finished commission you feel like your soul is going to slither out of your skin.

He’s not going to like it.

You know that if he doesn’t like it he will tell you. He won’t lie. He certainly won’t spend the money to get a bad tattoo. He’s told you horror stories about some of the worst he’s seen.

He’s going to laugh at you and tell you it was all a joke and you fell for-

He opens the door looking like he just woke up, still in a pair of sleep pants and a cropped band shirt. He looks so comfy and enticing. Almost like your bed after a long day you just want to snuggle into him and never let go.

He lets out a huge yawn and rubs at his eyes, “You’re here early for movie night.”

You open your mouth but nothing can come out. You hand him the paper, slightly bent on the edge where you put it in your sketchbook, but otherwise pristine.

He takes it gingerly as if he’s reading from God’s own bible.

“Do…do you like it?”

He looks up with wide eyes, shocked you could even ask, “I love it. It’s perfect.”

He insists on bringing you along to get the tattoo.

“You could get one too.” He nudges you while you wander around the parlor and he’s sitting in the chair.

“No, I'm a huge baby about needles.” You smile awkwardly.

“What? You were so brave in Bio when we had to dissect that frog!”

“That was a dead frog, Eddie. Not a needle punching into my living skin.” You gesture the motion of the needle.

“See, that just makes it even more metal, sweetheart.” He’s smiling like an idiot and you wish you were worthy of it.

The tattoo is small, only a few inches tall on the side of his arm. You wince when he winces at the pain, but he tells you, “It’s just like a cat scratch,” as you hop back in his van and head home.

You don’t tell him when you snatch the number for the tattoo parlor.

A week later and his tat mostly healed. The lines are crisp and he’s been habitually rubbing lotion and sunscreen on it. You know from experience he took care of his tattoos but it still felt… intimate knowing that was your art on his skin.

He shows it off to his club and proudly tells them how you designed it just for him. You tell him to knock it off while blushing.

He grins and wears short sleeves as often as he can. He says, “It’s a crime for the world to be forbidden a peek at real art.” You push him off the bed for that one.

Another week goes by. You have been giving extremely lame excuses for the week as to why you keep wearing sweaters at his trailer even though it’s been boiling hot.

When he offers per usual to use his trailer to watch a shitty movie and make popcorn on the weekend, you ask if you can watch it at your house instead. He agrees easily. You lead him up to your room under the guise of grabbing blankets and pillows for the couch.

“Hey, I got a surprise.” You tell him as soon as he walks through your bedroom door.

His eyes light up. “Is it a puppy? Is it dice? Is it a first edition copy of The Two Towers? Is it-” He’s inching closer to you with glee.

You interrupt him with a hush while you shed your jacket. He watches patiently.

Instead of facing him head on, you line up yourself up next to him so your arm is touching his where his new tattoo rests. So that your matching tattoos are standing next to each other, just like the two of you are.

He looks down confused until he sees your previously unmarked skin, now inked just like his.

He looks up at you with glassy eyes. “You-?”

“I went back about a week ago. It was just a cat scratch, like you said.” You look down, embarrassed to keep looking him in the eye. He’s looking at you like you just told him what Christmas was for the first time.

You watch his feet step in front of yours. He uses a gentle touch to your chin to pick your head up. He looks so serious you’re almost afraid.

“You are.... the

best

person. I have ever known.” He looks down at your lips, leaning down but stopping a hair’s breadth away, giving you the choice.

You take it.

You push your lips against his and hope all the love you’ve been holding inside gushes in.

He breathes in while leaning into the kiss and letting his hand move to softly cup your jaw. His lips are plush and slightly chapped and perfect. He tilts his head just enough to kiss you deeper and your head wants to be anxious about if you’re kissing him well but it just feels too good to care. Your brain is turning into a puddle as his palm moves to hold the side of your face and his fingers graze your hairline.

Your hands raise cautiously but he quickly places one with his free hand onto his side. You’re pulling him impossibly closer by his vest while reaching up to his neck to dig your fingers in his hair.

He groans and you pull and he groans harder.

It should be impossible how soft his hair is when you know he uses a 3 in 1 shampoo. You still relish in his hair fitting between your fingers as you grasp and pull. He moans into your mouth and you can feel the vibrations in your teeth.

He pulls you in by the neck and you would let him carry your head away into the sunset to do whatever he pleased if you got to stay in this headspace forever.

Unfortunately you have to pull away to breathe. You’re panting against his lips and his eyes find yours glossy and searching. He smiles that breathtaking smile and you can’t help but smile back.

“Can I take you on a real date?” He whispers in fear of breaking the air around you.

“Yes please.” You pull him in for another kiss and forget about whatever movie you were planning to watch.

At the next club meeting, you show off your new tattoo. Some groan, some clap, but most importantly is Eddie, who makes sure to line up your tattoos together. Standing together just as you always have. Just as you always will.

#Eddie Munson #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson headcanon #eddie munson imagine #my writing #uhhhhhHHHH yeah! thats all folks i got more ideas in the works #hmu and comment if you liked it!#eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader fanfic

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fernsnailz · 5 months

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THE STANDEE IDEA IS SO GOOD I WANNA DO ONE SIMILARLY INSPIRED BY THAT SCENE ALSO BUT NOT WITHOUT ASKIN IF UR OK WITH IT!!!!!! cus while its been done before and i woulg do it differently than urs i would feel super shitty abt doing it without askin after seeing urs and getting inspired!!!!! 👉👈 so if ur ok with it pls lemme know ily ty ♥♥♥

ty for asking! i don’t own that photo and i’m definitely not the first person to think of making it into some sort of standee, so i’m ok if you’re generally inspired by the mock-up i made for a standee or other merch of the president’s photo lol. it’s a fuckin hilarious bit and i’ve been wanting to make something with it for a while so i totally understand

THAT BEING SAID i have seen a couple other people respond to the shitty mock-up i posted with the sentiment of “oh i want to make this exact thing now” and i might ask those folks to hold your horses a sec 💀 i posted those sketches because i wanted to share a fun idea for something i plan to create in the future, not because i want someone else to make it. so if anyone wants to make something similar, i’ll ask that you don’t directly reference the silly mock-up i made because it’s a personal vision of something that i’m going to create! my shitty doodles are the one thing i’ll fully claim here, i don’t own the original photo or the concept of acrylic standees but i’ll ask that people respect my idea and not directly copy or reference the messy strokes i put onto my canvas. other than that go wild idk get crazy with it

overall i’m cool if you’re inspired by it and want to make something in your own style or version of the same image/scene! i would love to see more merch of the presidents photo, but i do want to make sure no one is directly copying me lol

#fernasks

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a-s-levynn · 2 months

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How i do stuff | Part 2

Okay so i'm kinda doing this backwards going from the shading back to the sketching but not like i did anything logically ever.

THIS IS NOT GOING TO BE A LINE FOR LINE PROCESS because i am not that insane. Yet.

To be honest the entire sketching process is very intuitive on my part so i don't think i can provide much insight here but i'll try to make it make sense.

It is really not as conscious as the shading.

So first: have an idea to work with

Find a concept i like and go from there.

I decided that i want Vessel to look upwards and a little bit to the side and add some other details (which you are not going to see here yet. We are talking about sketching people here not background or whatever.)

Next step: i try to find a reference image that is as close to the desired pose as possible. It could either be made by a posing tool or actual reference image. Whichever is at hand.

(For whatever mysterious reasons i have a small catalog of IV pics in my head rent free so i actually knew what i was looking for.)

I use reference pictures for a few reasons. For one, they make it so much easier to figure out poses and movements. But more importantly by looking at them i can figure out the flow of the body much more faster than just from memory. They also help with understanding how cloth is draping or the way light hits certain shapes and surfaces. There are a lot of benefits.

Anyway so we have our reference picture:

But i wanted Vessel to look the other way so flipped it. (Zoom in not mandatory but we don't need the rest of IV for this.)

Ye okay i can now kind of figure out where goes what in relation to one and other.

Okay okay okay i know: draw a circle than finish the fucking owl.. no bear with me. I need something on the page to talk about what i do. Lemme explain:

So first i'm starting with the traditional x or cross (blue on the pic below). I usually i orient it in my head that the meeting point of the line is the part of your nose dips right above the nosebridge. Because that is usually in the same level as the eyes. At least how i start, they could be moved up or down later.

So the horizontal line for me is the middle of the middle pair of eyes/eyeholes for Vessel or if there is only one set of eyes than it is the middle line for the eyes. I found it most comfortable in proportion wise for me to start with. (This horizontal line would be the tip of the ears as well if i had ears on here.)

Than i pick where the tip of the nose and the mouth is going to be roughly. Doesn't have to be more than a little dot or line, it is going to be changed later anyway.(pink lines below)

I also pick a comfortable spot on the vertical line where the point of the chin is going to be, where throat starts and pick a spot for the addam's apple.(pink lines below)

Than i make the whole head into somewhat head like shape (pink egg like shape below), because where that ends is basically what i'm connecting with the chin point to find the jawline. (green lines below)

Maybe even add to a line or two for where i imagine the hood to go just for funsies.

What else i do simultaniously with this is finding the flow of the face because where his adam's apple is, will tell me where the neck bends in the movement, the neck curving point will show where the shoulder connects, but also where the tendons are going towards the suprasternal hollow and then where the collarbones start and angle back up towards the shoulders etc. Everything connects to the next thing.

(I also do this for half or full body figures as well, only there i'm trying to find the flow of the entire body. Or more accurately the curve of the spine in a natural or close to natural shape first and then figure out the smaller parts.)

Look i'm not gonna lie, for this to be eyeballed off of even a pretty close reference picture in a way that looks close to natural or makes sense, you have to have a basic understanding of anatomy.

It doesn't have to be a conscious understanding but it has to be there. There are endless tutorials out there to help with this and i highly recommend looking up a few because i know not everyone can learn it just by looking at dancers and anatomy lab videos.

Next step: find a reference for the mask and preferably for the mouth because i'm bad at drawing mouths and i want to learn. If it is moving make it not moving, it helps a lot. Kill it with a screenshot, put it in Paint, bury it in a jpeg. Simple as that.

When i have my mask reference, i'm just trying to find a sweet spot that matches it in a way that feels good. First i'm going for the rough outline of it, details can be added later. It is not going to be a one-to-one to the reference because it is not the exact same angle, but it still helps.

And from here it is mostly just trial end error of putting lines and details in and than erasing them until i reach a state where i can say: yup this is look decent enough and can refine it into a lineart and start shading.

Not much else i could share here about this part of the process because as i've said most of it is pretty intuitive and based on a certain level of anatomical understanding.

(Hopefully you'll see the end result in a couple of days but we'll see how much time i'm going to have.)

Love you all and i'm sorry i can't provide more than this ♥

#levynn tries to draw

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athymelyreply · 4 months

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HISTORYANDQUEERSHENANIGANS -> ATHYMELYREPLY

New URL new Pinned Post I suppose!

I'm Thyme, everything from fandom to serious stuff to silliness to my art and writing is thrown together here. If you want me to tag something just send me a DM and i'll let you know if i can do that.

I love making friends so please feel free to dm me, send asks, or anything like that!

Fandoms i'm interested in:

Star Trek (tos, ds9, tng, have not watched snw or aos, so this will all come from that perspective) , Good Omens, Discworld, The Sandman, House MD, and a bunch of other stuff but honestly this blog is mostyl star trek right now with other stuff thrown in.

I'm primarily an artist and work in almost every medium I can get my hands on, and am branching out into writing fanfiction! Here's a non exhaustive list of my mediums:

Sketching

digital art

watercolor painting

oil painting

acrylic painting

pottery (wheel throwing and slab building/sculpture)

crocheting (and knitting to a lesser extent)

embroidery

uhhh.. probablby other stuff but its late and my brain doesnt work rn

I take commissions, and usually use a system where you donate the money to a charity or cause that you or I picks, though sometimes i do non-donation-comissions. If you have an idea for a specific commission or piece please DM me! (i can also likely work out getting physical items to you if you want, just lemme know)

Antisemitism will NOT be accepted here. Neither will any other bigotry or prejudice. In this house we stand for the humanity and rights of all people.

anyways. LLAP friends, I'm going to bed 🖖

#I need a talking tag #my art #star trek #tos #tng #ds9 #the sandman #good omens #discworld #House md #saving for future reference #<- thems my navigation tags

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aalissy · 8 days

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Best Friends

Anddd day 20 is now doneee. And it comes with a sappy, lovesick Adrien teehee! I hope you like it <3. Lemme know what you think :).

AO3

Best friends. Best friends. Initially, that word had filled Adrien with a fluttery happiness at the idea that he could associate Marinette with it. Because she was his best friend. He couldn’t imagine anyone more deserving of the title.

And yet, the more he got to know and the more he began to realize his own feelings for her, it felt empty. He wanted more. He knew that it was selfish. That he was being greedy for wanting all of her. But Adrien couldn’t stop it.

Every time she held his hand, giggling and laughing at whatever had grabbed her attention, he felt the butterflies brim to life in his stomach. He wanted to clutch tighter onto her hand and never let go. And yet he couldn’t. Knew that she no longer felt the same way. Which was a bigger travesty than Adrien would care to admit.

If only he had realized his feelings sooner. He remembered the strange, pleasant warmth that had fueled him when Marinette had brushed her lips against his in that museum so long ago now. And yet, he had denied it, brushed aside the budding feelings as there was no way that Marinette could have possibly liked him like that.

After that day, though, Adrien couldn’t help but long that their lips would connect in another kiss. A longer one this time. But, if he was being honest, the fluttery warm feeling had been there since his umbrella had closed down around her that very first day that they had known each other. He can remember his cheeks burning with happiness as he glanced back at Marinette.

Adrien’s feelings just kept building and building until finally, he was practically bursting with them. Until he could no longer deny that he was hopelessly, irrevocably in love with her. Until he realized that he wanted to be more than just her best friend.

If only he could go back. If only he could go back and press his lips just as tightly against hers into a kiss that they would never be able to go back from. A kiss that would forever change their relationship.

And yet, there Adrien sat on her chaise, watching Marinette longingly as she sewed. Her tongue was poking out of her mouth adorably as she frowned down in concentration at the latest design in front of her. How could one girl be so beautiful?

After a few moments, she spoke up, snapping him out of his fantasies of striding over to her, lifting her chin up, and whispering how devoted he would forever be to her if she just gave him another chance to kiss her.

“What are you looking at?” Marinette asked, still staring down at her design.

“You,” Adrien murmured thoughtlessly.

This time, Marinette’s head did snap up to look at him with a pair of wide, beautiful blue eyes. Having taken her eyes off her design, she pricked her finger against the needle and cursed quietly, turning off the noisy machine.

Her gaze then locked back onto Adrien, her expression a mix of surprise and curiosity. The moment hung in the air, charged with unspoken emotions and unexplored possibilities. Adrien's heart raced, unsure of how to proceed now that those words had slipped out without thinking.

"I mean, I was just admiring your work," Adrien quickly added, attempting to smooth over his inadvertent confession. He felt a rush of warmth flood his cheeks, hoping that his stumble hadn't revealed too much.

Marinette's lips curved into a soft smile, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You always have a way of making me feel special, Adrien," she said, the sincerity in her voice sending a flutter through his chest.

She was always so pretty when she smiled. Especially when he was the cause of said smile. Unthinkingly, he beamed back at her.

"Would you like to see what I've been working on?" Marinette asked, gesturing to the sketches scattered across her workspace.

“Always!” he spoke eagerly, jumping to a stand as he leaned over her shoulder to look down at the design.

Adrien’s chest brushed against her shoulder and he shivered at the heat that suddenly surrounded him. He forced himself to ignore the warmth as he looked down at the design that she had been working on. “Wow,” he murmured. “Marinette, this is amazing.”

She beamed up at him, her eyes sparkling with joy. “Yeah?” she asked. “You think so?”

“I know so.” Adrien nodded. Unable to stop himself, he murmured, “You’re amazing.”

Marinette's cheeks flushed pink at Adrien's compliment, her smile widening with genuine happiness. "Thank you, Adrien," she said softly, her voice carrying a warmth that echoed his own feelings.

Their eyes locked, and in that shared gaze, Adrien felt a surge of courage. He simply couldn't hold back any longer, couldn't let this moment slip away without expressing the depth of his emotions.

"Marinette, there's something I need to tell you," Adrien began, his voice steady despite the racing of his heart. "I've been holding this in for so long, but I can't keep it to myself any longer."

Marinette's expression shifted to one of curiosity mixed with just a hint of apprehension. "What is it, Adrien?" she asked, her voice soft, encouraging him to continue.

Taking a deep breath, Adrien reached out, gently cupping Marinette's face in his hands. His thumb brushed against her cheek, tracing the line of her jaw as he searched for the right words. Her eyes widened further at his touch, her lips parting as she blinked up at him.

"I love you, Marinette," Adrien confessed, his gaze unwavering. "Not just as a friend, but with all of my heart. I've realized that I want to be more than just your best friend. I want to be with you, to share every moment, every laugh, every dream."

Marinette's breath caught in her throat. Emotions flickered across her face—shock, joy, and a hint of uncertainty. Adrien held his breath, waiting for her response, his heart pounding in his chest.

For a moment, even the world seemed to hold its breath, as if time itself paused to witness this short exchange. And then, with a soft smile that lit up her entire face, Marinette leaned in, closing the gap between them.

Their lips met in a tender, heartfelt kiss, sealing their unspoken promises and unfulfilled desires. It was a kiss filled with years of friendship, with shared memories, and unspoken confessions. At that moment, everything fell into place, and Adrien knew that he had found his home in Marinette's embrace.

As they pulled back, breathless and gazing into each other's eyes, Adrien felt a weight lift from his shoulders. The unspoken had been spoken, the longing had been fulfilled, and they stood on the threshold of a new chapter in their relationship.

"I love you too, Adrien. I’ve always loved you," Marinette whispered, her voice filled with love and sincerity. After a moment, she laughed, the joy in her giggles making his heart clench. “I’ve loved you for so long now. Longer than you could have even imagined. This means more to me than you could ever know."

And in that simple affirmation, Adrien knew that their love story was just beginning. He leaned down, taking her hand in his as he clutched it to his chest tightly. He brought it up to his lips, brushing a kiss on her knuckles. “I might have some idea,” he murmured before leaning back in to claim her lips once more. This was more than he could ever have imagined.

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #mlb #ml #fic #fanfic #adrienette #adrinette #ml fic #adrinetteapril2024 #adrienetteapril2024 #adrinetteapril #adrienetteapril #love square #love confessions

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xxbun-artxx · 11 months

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what would you do with Movie Lloyd?

*CLAP* *CLAP* Mon ami

Lemme tell you about about the movie work I am doing

So I mentioned before that I am currently working on different ninjago projects, some are public like my listed aus and some are private (one is personal). One of the projects I have is a movie rewrite with multiple sequels.

This project did take the back burner because of 2 things, one is the fact that I don't have time and the second is the fault of my personal project. The personal project is going season by season and l'm currently at S2-3, which means all the projects that are later on has to wait.

recently I did think about just working on the movie rework on and off, because, While yes, the movie is between S7 and S8 it is it's own cannon. I should be able to least finish the art for it.

I feel like the plot I have in mind deserves it's own post so I won't go to too much detail on the lore. I just want you to know I'm keeping the core idea of the movie but You know not writen like a teen drama Lol.

None of the designs are final but if you're interested in my ninjas designs let me Know, I have sketches I can clean up. I cleaned up my Lloyd and Koko designs for this post and I highlighted some of the differencess between my usual Lloyd and M! Lloyd.

I wanted them to look diffrent so they won't be mistaken with eachother, I will do the same for the other character's designs.

note about M! Lloyd's age, he is 16 going on 17, Nya is 16, kai and jay are 17 and cole and zane are 18. all are in the same class except the 18 year olds. I like to Imagine they're all in the same club or something like that.

I would love to share more but I don't have anything that isn't spoilers but I will answer any question ya'll have as long it isn't spoilers.

Imk what you think, the movie was something

Bun, out

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Chapter 4 (667 words)

The next time they met wasn’t planned. It happened on a cloudy afternoon when yn was rushing to the library, his mind preoccupied with the student council campaign and the never-ending assignments. As he walked through the crowded school courtyard, he failed to notice the figure approaching from the opposite direction until it was almost too late.

“watch out!” a familiar voice called out, and yn’s reflexes kicked in just in time to prevent a collision. He stumbled a step back, heart racing as he looked up to see Beomgyu standing there, an amused smile on his face.

“seems like you’re always in a hurry, yn,” beomgyu said, his tone teasing.

Yn couldn’t help but roll his eyes, though there was a small hint of lingering smile on his lips. “and you’re always where you’re not supposed to be.”

Beomgyu chuckled. “Fair point. I was actually on my way to the art room.”

Yn raised an eyebrow, suspecting. “the art room? Why? Some girl asked you to come there or something?”

Beomgyu’s smirk grew wider, and he shook his head. “nope, no confessions this week, I’m kinda worried as well. But to answer your question, I’m working on something for the campaign.”

Yn couldn’t help but get intrigued, “really? Then what are you working on?”

Beomgyu’s eyes lit up with excitement, eager to tell what he has been doing recently, “designing some posters! I thought I could put some of my talent to good use.”

“I didn’t know you were well acquainted in the art sector as well, can I see them?” yn asks

“hmm, lemme think about it,” Beomgyu teased, tapping his chin in a playful manner. "I mean, I can't just show my brilliant creations to anyone, you know. They're a work of art."

Yn couldn't help but chuckle at Beomgyu's antics. "Alright, Picasso, I'll take your word for it. But seriously, designing posters for the campaign sounds like a great idea."

Beomgyu's grin turned genuine, and he nodded in agreement. "Exactly! That's why I thought it would be a nice addition to our campaign strategy. I'm planning to make them extra vibrant and catchy to grab everyone's attention."

Yn leaned against a nearby wall, his fatigue momentarily forgotten as he listened to Beomgyu's enthusiasm. "You really seem passionate about this."

Beomgyu's expression softened, and he met Yn's gaze. "Yeah, well, I believe in making things memorable, and this campaign is important. Besides, working on it gives us a chance to, you know, spend more time together."

Yn's heart skipped a beat at Beomgyu's words. He had to admit that there was something about Beomgyu's presence that he found oddly comforting. "I suppose it does."

When they entered the art room, yn was greeted by a burst of colors and the faint scent of paint. Beomgyu’s sketches were scattered across a large table, and as yn approached, he couldn’t help but be impressed by the creativity and attention to detail in each one.

“these are amazing,” yn said genuinely, his eyes still fixated on the sketches.

Beomgyu chuckled softly, and yn felt a warm shiver run down his spine. “thanks, yn. I wanted them to reflect our school’s spirit.”

As Beomgyu explains yn each and every process for creating the enchanting posters, yn notices their shoulders against each other more than once. Every accidental touch sent a jolt of electricity through him, making it increasingly difficult for him to focus on the conversation.

Beomgyu must have sensed the tension because he suddenly ceases the talk and looks up at yn, meeting his gaze. Their eyes lock for a moment, and yn feels his cheeks flush. He wasn’t sure if it was the atmosphere of the art room or something else.

Their proximity was electrifying, and when Beomgyu finally breaks the silence, his voice was softer, more intimate. “you know, yn, I’m really glad we’re working on this together.”

Yn swallowed hard, his heart ponding in his chest. “me too.”

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A/n: okay this chap was vv time consuming for me to write cus i didn't get how i could have yk improved their romantic interests in each other, but i think it turned out well (atleast I hope so)

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter as much as I did writing it!

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