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i-drop-level-one-loot · 4 months

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YOUR HIGHNESS I HAVE A REQUEST FOR YOU. 💍 not much of request, more of a suggestion if you ever feel like writing it, what about a necromancer yandere? or a mortician?!! OOOOUGHH im so obsessed with necromancers and everything related to them, and there's só many options!!! trying to realive darling reader? put me in! necromancer went to get body parts but when they were doing research they fell in love with one of the people they were getting body parts from, now they want to realive them! DELICIOUS!! killing unwilling reader and bringing them back as a form of punishment! IM ON! i give you full creative control thy humble lord, thank you for the food

(and of course, feel free to deny, YOU are the artist, you are what matters ❤)

Yeah, I can do this

Yandere!Necromancer x GN!Reader

CW: Mentions of death and corpses, both human and animal

The most powerful bastard to have ever lived.

The unspeakable horror known as Letum the Terrible, a powerful sorcerer that seemed to draw magic from the universe without any limitations; a bottomless pool of stamina who could wipe out armies with a snap of their fingers.

Or, as Nephin knew them, (Reader).

He still remembered the first time he met (Reader), when they were a young teenager and he was just a child. What the pitiful town's people called power hungry and malicious, Nephin understood to be ambitious and determined. Even at the age of five, the small boy could see how the people never broke (Reader's) spirit; how every time they publicly beat them out of fear, or accused them openly of evil and conspiring with dark forces, (Reader's) resolve strengthened.

Unlike wizards, who had to learn the ancient arts and memorize countless spells, or mages who had to use magickally imbued artifacts and books written by magick users of the past, the terrifying teenager was a sorcerer, who's power was instinct and perfected by trial and error experimentation.

Nephin craved the user's attention.

He studied so diligently, begging the universe to give him access to the energy of the universe or to grant him his own supply of natural mana.

The rest of the town was so focused on being afraid of (Reader), that no one but Nephin noticed their one and only flaw. (Reader) could not heal themselves.

Less than a month before the human known as (Reader) would seemingly fall off the face of the earth, they had changed the course of the little love sick child's life forever, after an encounter hidden deep in the woods.

Nephin cradled a bleeding rabbit, focusing on a simple healing spell, chanting it over and over again while rocking on his little heels, screaming in his heart for the universe to awaken his healing power. But the rabbit continued to bleed out over his shirt.

"Hel, oh breathing earth, this broken body. Hel, oh breathing earth, this broken body. Hel-"

The small little black rabbit went limp in Nephin's arms, releasing her last breath. Tears tumbled down out of frustration.

"No. No. No!" He whined, gripping the body against his chest harder. "Wake up! Wake up!"

A warm green light bubbled up from the earth like liquid, rising into the air around Nephin and the rabbit. It was working. "Wake up! Wake up!"

The rabbit stirred to life, moving within his grasp, without breathing.

Joy filled Nephin, believing himself to have finally achieved the power to heal, when he realized that the wound on the bunny never closed, and blood was still dripping from the gash.

He didn't have much time to wonder what was happening, as (Reader) emerged from the bushes, wide eyed at the sight before them.

"I.. didn't heal him right.." Nephin sadly stated, holding out the rabbit to his unrequited love.

(Reader) reached out for the beast, ignoring it's screams. After a brief inspection, (Reader) got on their knees to stand at eye level with Nephin. "What is your name, child?"

".. Nephin."

"Nephin, dear young magick user, you were born for power, but not to heal."

"-but-"

"This rabbit is dead." (Reader) angled the violently wriggling head towards Nephin so the child could see the green hue in the bunny's clouding eyes. "What you have accomplished, was quite impressive for one without training. You are a necromancer."

Nephin felt his tiny heart shatter. The tears that had begun to dry restarted, falling freely down his round, baby cheeks. "But I wanted to - to heal!"

"Look at me." (Reader) snapped their fingers, startling Nephin into choking back his sob. "With the advancements in non magickal science, even regular men can make healing medicines. With time, the doctors and the apothecaries will surely render healers useless. However, you can do what no healer has ever achieved. You can raise the dead."

(Reader) hoped that they successfully encouraged the kid, handing him back his first successful minion.

Their words would haunt him for the rest of his life.

After (Reader) disappeared, Nephin ran away from home, traveling across the continent to find necromancers to study under. They gladly accepted him as one of their own, filling him with praise over his natural talent. And as the years went by, Nephin grew in power tangentially with (Reader). He had no proof that the nearly inhuman Letum was (Reader), but with the descriptions of their abilities he had little doubt in his mind as to who they were.

Without an ability to heal themselves, (Reader) slowly became less and less of the person they once were. Stories told of the terrifyingly powerful being spread around the world, as the strongest warriors of all classes and species left to challenge them and were destroyed so thoroughly that there was not body to send back to their families. The only times (Reader) was injured was due to their hubris, which allowed their opponents to gain the upper hand. The fighters would be reduced to ash with a snap of their fingers afterwords, but (Reader) never missed the opportunity to allow their opponents to show off their pitiful abilities against them.

Scars covered so much of (Reader's) skin, that their original skin tone was difficult to determine. With a bald head and lack of a nose or upper lip, the intimidating menace was easily mistaken for a monster.

No one but Nephin remembered (Reader), but everyone knew of Letum the Terrible.

And as time went on, Nephin's love for his first crush never faded, counting down the days until he reached adulthood and could track down (Reader). He knew, logically, that (Reader) would not remember him, but whether or not they allowed him to follow them around like their loyal dog, or killed him without a second thought, was enough for him; just to be in their presence once more would be an honor.

On Nephin's twentieth birthday, when he was awarded the highest rank amongst his adoptive village and became not only an adult, but a necromancer more powerful than any other in history, he set out to find (Reader), ready to track them down by following their crimes like a trail of rose petals.

Instead, Nephin found a nation of people celebrating the death of Letum.

And it was as though his entire existence had been a waste.

Letum the Terrible was preserved with magick to be researched my magickal scientists.

Their body would not deteriorate, nor rot, as scholars from around the world freely came to poke and prod and slice open their body in an attempt to understand what gave Letum such immense power.

In the hall of intellectuals, Nephin stood transfixed before the viewing table, admiring what little remained of the neighbor he once knew. Their chest and abdomen were hollowed out, every organ except the brain removed and placed in jars to be examined. Everyone who got a chance to see the most powerful evil to have ever lived felt comfortable enough in the corpse's presence to mock (Reader).

"They died from something so mundane.."

"An allergy? Even children can heal themselves.."

"Perhaps they were bored with life.."

"Perhaps they weren't so strong after all.."

'Enough with this slander.' Except for (Reader's) body, each and every cadaver, no matter how incomplete they were, woke, and turned on the humans. The atmosphere quickly changed from cheeky to tragic, everyone scrambling in a mass panic as the dead began to tear apart the living. In the chaos Nephin stole away (Reader's) body, carrying them like a bride on their wedding day.

It took years to find every piece he needed.

Nephin searched the world for pieces to fix his precious neighbor, his first and only love. The two were now the same age as each other, as a corpse can not grow old.

Although Nephin found (Reader) just as beautiful with their scars as he did when they were children, the world knew of Letum, but only he knew of (Reader). So he hunted down pieces of the old (Reader) throughout the lands. Someone's similar shaped nose, a hide matching their skin tone and texture, scalping someone with (Reader's) hair. Bit by bit, throughout the years, with the help of a warlock under contract to resurrect her wife, Nephin sew (Reader) back together.

(Reader) woke up.

Head splitting in pain, they forced themselves to sit up, despite the voice of a stranger commanding them to take it slow. Everything was fuzzy, and they couldn't recall what had happened to cause such a stiffness and agony. The last thing they remembered was being bitten by a spider, and falling ill nearly instantly, collapsing alone in the woods.

They raised their arm to inspect their bite, but found an unfamiliar arm. Patches of skin stitched together. Their other arm was similarly foreign, and as their eyes learned to focus again, they learned that the same was true for the rest of their naked body.

"I wanted to clothe you, however I was worried the texture would be uncomfortable on your new skin." The stranger with white hair and tired eyes shyly spoke, disturbingly pale skin blushing red.

"I am in no mood for jokes." (Reader) attempted to proclaim loudly, however, their voice was nothing but a dry whisper.

"You may not remember me, but I remember you. I am the one who brought you back. And.." The red deepened as his smile trembled. "I am your master now."

"Ha! Cheeky. Regret your words, and I, Letum the Terrible, shall let you live."

"You are no longer Letum the Terrible." He bent down, caressing their left hand and placing a soft kiss on a their ring finger before pulling out a small box. "You are (Reader), my beloved spouse."

"That's it." (Reader) raised their hand, no longer amused. "This conversation is over."

And snapped their fingers.

.. but nothing happened.

Confused, they looked at their hand.

"I told you." Nephin said sweetly, admiring the green swirl of magick in (Reader's) eyes. "I am your master now."

#sorry for taking so long #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere necromancer #necromancer #gn reader #cw blood #cw obsession #cw death #evil reader

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lemon-wedges · 27 days

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Seeing your recent work made me curious as to how you pick your colors? I always feel like mine are too flat.

oh man, COLORS. my angel.....and my devil......

ok im going to try and figure out how to break down my thinking process

i guess the first question is. what do you want your art to feel like? i dont say "look like" cause sometimes i fall into the trap of obsessing over a painting being one for one PERFECT while "feel like" helps me think about atmosphere

heres a some paintings with a few of the inpso color palletes i wanted them to "feel" like

Heres an example of how i would give myself a jumping off point.

In this homumiko painting i started off by thinking about how i wanted something that feels like a Jules Chéret poster.

Now the next question is. What are the rules to these set of paintings?

the use of pure primary colors, blue tends to be in the bg while yellow and red are the focal point

for this i wanted only the red dress to be the focal point with yellows being a less saturated and blue still being the bg. this means since herlock is the focal point mikotoba has to be muted. but i wanted to tie him and herlock together so made the flower in his hair the same color as the dress

Meanwhile my lastest otacon is a bit more complicated cause now we're dealing with lighting but again,

what are the rules to this set of nature paintings?

shadow areas are bluer

places where light hits the main figure will be an intense yellow

skin will be redder with darker areas being saturated red/brown and areas closer to the light source start skewing towards yellow

this is when we start getting into color theory and THAT is a whole nother can of worms. but its extremely helpful when trying to figure out how to add colors that arent in the inspo you picked out or figuring out what the FUCK is happing in pieces like this

those patches of purples in this are just a very specific type of red/orange grey tones matched in a way to make it feel like its blue. IT MAKES ME WANT TO SCREAM

i actually tried to attempt to figure it out while working on my pin up ryuu piece......

anyways.....i think im off track now....

i hope that helped a little? I tend to stick to late 1800s/early 1900s art cause thats just my personal preference. so the colors im gonna pick are gonna limited a very specific way (if ur into history its really fun breaking down why certain colors appear in certain time periods and how styles evolved as more paints became readily available. or painting for portraits vs painting for mass printing vs painting for animated movies affects an artists pallete. or maybe u dont give a shit? in that case...ignore this....)

#the art of a lemon wedge #asks

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newtkive · 3 months

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pixels [newt x reader - modern text au]

ch. 1 - the gc birth

in which two online friends navigate a romance through a minecraft groupchat with their stupid friends

or, newt, the quiet, stoic boy, and y/n, the bubbly girl both curse the world for keeping them apart, but at least they can send each other cute emojis and hope the other doesn't notice their blossoming feelings.

warnings: strong language, mutual pining, none really.

➥ m.list

notes: hi :p im very new to writing on tumblr (but ive always been a reader) so pls bare w me! and im trying to revert back to being 14 (im 23 lols..) so im revisiting my old favs including the maze runner/thomas (bc i binged the artful dodger and now im obsessed again). there will be non-text chapters in the future as well, when everyone eventually meets. this will be newt focused so enjoy !! also everyone is like a realistic age from 23 to 28

THE GLADE

[ 7:45 PM ]

alby added minho, y/n, newt, tommy, and gally

alby: Hello, guys.

minho: wtf is this

newt: uhhhh

tommy: hi :3

y/n: so this is why you asked me for my # in private

gally: i didn’t consent to this when i gave you my number

newt: don’t give strange men your number y/n

tommy: oh that’s y/n?

alby: Wait, Newt you had Y/N’s number already??

newt: yea

tommy: o.O

y/n: i gave it to him like two weeks after we met lmao

tommy: SO HE HAD YOUR NUMBER FOR A YEAR AND I DIDNT????

y/n: well he asked and you guys didn’t :p

newt: lmao

minho: ik he smug as fuck rn

not u asking for a girls number lmao simp

newt: stop

y/n: we all talk in discord anyways so i didn’t really think about it

plus you guys are friends irl so idk

it felt kinda weird to insert myself heh

minho: we’ve known you for a year and a half y/n

we play games all the time

call all the time

we even send packages and shit

you’re very much considered our irl friend

y/n: REALLY?? 🥺🥺

tommy: internet friends are real friends 😍❤️

minho: the heart eyes are crazy

but yes dude

newt: of course you’re our close friend. just cuz we live near each other and you’re a bit far away doesn’t mean we don’t adore you

minho: ADORE IS CRAZY LMFAO

but real ig

y/n: AWWWWW YOU GUYS LOVEEE MEEEEEE

hahahahha

HAHAHHAHJFIEKMGOR

I LVOE YOU GIYYYYSSSS IM PUTTING ALL OUR MINECRAFT BEDS TOGETHER LATER

gally: i do not want my bed to be infested by you guys

minho: gally sleeps in the corner

gally: no i dont i sleep in my mansion

y/n: cherry blossom mansion*

gally: and you sleep in a shed

y/n: cherry blossom shed* its pink and that matters.

tommy: love you y/n 😊🥰

y/n: love you tommy <3333

minho: that’s actually nasty stop now

y/n: u mad ur unloved

i love how the gc name is our minecraft town name :((

newt: aw it is

minho: can we talk about why tf this was made when we have a perfectly good discord

alby: I’m done with Discord.

newt: you got your shit hacked didn’t you mate

minho: mate 💀💀

british people so crazy

alby: Yes maybe..

I don’t want to make another.

y/n: or your old ass doesn’t know how to

minho: LMAO REAL

alby: Gonna ignore that. But I am getting too old for it. I have a new promotion at work so that means I won’t have time to play with you guys as much anymore. So I decided to make this groupchat in hopes to talk to you guys more to make up for it :)

minho: every group always has the old head with the job 💀💀

newt: minho admitting he’s jobless

minho: you work at a library be so fr rn

newt: i have an income. you have a room in your grandmas basement. we are not the same.

gally: LMFAOOOOOOO

minho: stfu :////

y/n: AWWWWWWW ALBYYYYYYY

tommy: YAAAY!!!!

im going to text you guys all day

tell you every meal

every thought

every interaction will be meaningful and glorious

newt: you are 24 years old you don’t have to do all that

minho: no fr im turning off my phone if he starts this shit

why not just do it before in the discord ??

tommy: easy access now and i tried before but stopped since no one really replied..

y/n: i say we all do it :D i will too tommy

newt: ok second thought that’s fine

minho: .

gally: that’s wild.

y/n: YAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!! NEWT YOU GO FIRST

newt: first with what

y/n: say what u ate today

newt: didn’t say i’d do it.

tommy: i ate muffin, monster energy drink, and hamburger :3333

you guys next

minho: that’s all you had bro..

y/n: hot cheetos and french fries and coffee :D

minho: ??????? BRO

how are you guys alive

y/n: it's my day off and no class so i just wanna rot in bed and that means no cooking

newt: please eat and drink water.

like for real and document it

y/n: ok wait

there

tommy: yum!

minho: y/n..

newt: cereal does not count

y/n: I DONT HAVE ENERGY TO MAKE ANYTHING OKAY

im a 23 year old broke college student my fridge is bare

newt: alright what do you want?

y/n: wym?

newt: like if you could pick.

minho: that’s so cruel 😭😭 just making her imagine it

i like it go on.

tommy: i want chick fil a

minho: i knew you hate the gays

tommy: I AM THE GAYS?????

y/n: ugh that does sound good

mmmm chickem sandiwh waffle fry I Want that Os mYch

newt: that’s what you would order?

y/n: mmmcm yeahshhhhh

newt: ok

minho: that’s it?

i thought soemthing would happen

tommy: me too

like a spell! magic 🪄

y/n: sigh

my cereal tastes bad now

newt: well it is cocoa puffs.

minho: L cereal

y/n: DTOP SAYING L ITS SO ANNOYITIGJNGGGGG

minho: she so madddd 😂😂 L

newt: you're annoying minho

minho: youre just saying that bc shes saying that

newt: no ive always said it. and i will continue to. youre fucking annoying

minho: who bought you your coffee yesterday

newt: ???

myself

and i paid for yours too

im the one with an income

minho: .

well i didnt think youd remember that well.

newt: it was literally yesterday.

minho: yeah but ur old

newt: IM THE SAME AGE AS YOU

minho: yeah but im 🤗✨ 26 ✨🤗and youre... 26😬😔

tommy: guys stop fighting

newt: we aren't fighting

maybe this gc was a bad idea

tommy: NO!!!!!!!!!

y/n: NOOOO!

tommy: this is like y/n is here w us irl

y/n: awwwwwwwwwwwwwww

minho: no it's not. we would smell a foul stench if she was

y/n: i ahte you sooo bad.

wait there is a knock at my door im scared

newt: answer it

minho: aren't you supposed to say don't open the door for strangers ????

newt: well usually yes

y/n: no im not expecting company

newt: just do it pls

y/n: ok :D

minho: bruh..

i hope she gets robbed and u feel bad forever newt

newt: why would you want that

minho: bc she owes me money

newt: YOU owe ME money

minho: yes but i have a good reason she just wanted robux

tommy: Y/N DONT DO IT!!! I HAVE SEEN DATELINE

y/n: :o....

tommy: Y/N?????????

OH GOD THEY GOT HER

minho: why would she text a silly face if she got got

tommy: clearly its a surprised face

maybe its not her

its like those cut out magazine letters murderers use

y/n: who got me chick fil a!!!!!!!!!!

minho: me

newt: you literally did not

minho: shut up

y/n: newt it was u i see ur name on the receipt

newt: well

y/n: :(

newt: what why are you sad?

minho: im hungry too

y/n: u spent ur money :(

newt: you're hungry are you not?

minho: she's not but i am

y/n: yeah but..

i feel bad you shouldn't have

newt: just eat it or i'll be mad

minho: i think i want red lobster

newt: it's really no big deal y/n

y/n: thank you newt :(((((

newt: you're welcome

go eat and watch ur show or smth

minho: i owuld love to eat and watch a show rn <33 ohhhh im starving

newt: can you shut up

gally: im muting this gc if this means i have to deal with your guys' shit more than usual now.

minho: thank god

newt: good

tommy: good

y/n: good

the food is good too <3

newt: good.

lmk if you want to be tagged!

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kisaamisa · 3 months

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𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 ™

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ; Bully! Katsumi x F! Reader

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ; When a woman meets her middle school bully in a party, things seem to go down a path she didn't expect it to.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ; smut, virginity loss, non-con/dub-con, yandere tendencies, delusion, obsession, masturbation, breeding kink, cream pie, bully x victim trope, blood and gore, mentions and scenes of beating up and attacking someone, spitting, threats, smut with a plot, p in v sex, fingering, size kink, undressing w/o consent, public sex, public masturbation, pet names; darling, sweetie, love, and basically a mess! 😝

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 ; no i don't condone bullying, if you have been bullied, please contact someone to talk about it. there's no comfort in this because im lazy but if you would like comfort please request.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 ; 𝟔,𝟓𝟔𝟔

Katguria Academy for Young Excellences.

A prestigious school in Japan, where only the best of the best could attend. Tuition was always expensive but it was no problem for the kids who went here. The kids that attended were from well respected families such as Samsong, Abbias, Mine, and many more.

In this school resided the adopted son of the man known as Doppo Orochi, God of War, and the daughter of a prestigious company called SVP.

“Guys, look at my new gold medal! I swear, those stupid karate competitions my dad puts me in are wayy too easy!”

November 4th, 2012

The day everything went bad.

It was gloomy day, the clouds covering the sun as rain poured. Most people if not everyone brought an umbrella except you so you were soaked and wet. You sat was near the window in the classroom and you were lost in thought. You had so many tests today and you were hoping one of them got rescheduled to another day. The rain knocked on your window and you finally came back to reality to see your crush, Katsumi Orochi.

You were honestly disappointed to be in love with him, I mean, every girl in the school liked him. It was all girls, loners, popular girls, and even gothic kids. He was the embodiment of perfect. He was good looking, had good grades, was favored by all students and teachers, and even knew how to fight. You were kinda jealous, he had everything. Money, girls, and talent.

You were talented too but not to his extent. You always got what you wanted because of the funds you had from family, you had the best grades in your class, and people liked being in your company. You weren't popular but well known but you had a few close friends to get you through the sixth grade. You were just about to go back to zoning out untill something Katsumi and his friend group said caught your attention.

“Yeah, it's kinda dumb to think that some people couldn't fight at all, its just so easy!”

Well, that was controversial.

You looked his way, your hand on your face with a dead panned expression. You rolled your eyes and muttered a slight ‘stupid’ under your breath before you were interrupted once again by your friend storming towards you.

“Hey [Nameee]! Di- ack, Did you study for the test todayyy?”

Your best friend, Los was in front of you, out of breath. Why the hell would they run here, we aren't even starting class until 8:15. You looked up the clock with your eyes. It read 8:12. Three minutes left, no need to run.

“Well? Did you?”

“Obviously, did you?”

“Of course! I just wanted to make sure my best friend won't fail the next test! We both need to make it in good high schools, y'know?”

All of the boys who were previously talking to each other decided to whisper amongst each other after Los's comment on succeeding in life. After the whispering came snickers.

You ignored their stupid laughs and decided to prepare yourself for the first test of the day, Language Arts.

“Uh, [Name]? Um, you might wanna stop preparing yourself. Karateka is approaching us, like right now. At a fast speed, well not really but he's coming.”

Your best friend kept urging you to look forward and your were so tired of them bugging you so once they stopped talking and only huffs of breathe came out of them, you looked forward to see Katsumi's face right in front of yours.

A loud scream erupted from you so suddenly every single person in the rom or outside of it jumped at the sound of it. You fell over in your chair trying to get away from the guy you considered your crush.

“OH MY GOSH.”

You were scared out of your mind while your crush and his friend group just laughed loudly.

“Hahaha, Dear God, you should've seen your face! You looked like a pufferfish when startled, damn, you could be a comedian with this stuff!”

You slowly got up with a glare on your face. You made sure to shake off any dust on your skirt or cardigan. You picked up your stuff that fell off because of your stupid fall and sat down.

“That wasn't funny Katsumi. That actually hurt.”

“Whatever, boo hoo, you'd never make it in the fighting world.”

“So? I don't even want to fight anyone without a reason so you can respectfully get out of my face.”

“Yeah yeah, suck it up already and hop off me for a sec.”

He rolled his eyes as he walked away from your desk. You started feeling really mad and angered by him but Locs told you it wasn't worth it. You sat back down once the teacher entered the classroom.

“Alright, since everyone is present, we will be commencing our exam now.”

“UGHHHHH! Those test study guides were total scams! I didn't seem half of the question I was expecting to see on the exam. I'm so deadddd…”

Los was trailing behind you as the two of you walked to the lunch room. You both complained about the two unfair exams you just went through because of an inaccurate study guide.

“I know right! I probably got lower than an 80% on the stupid thing!”

As you two entered the luxurious lunch room, you got into line for the lunch lady to serve you both.

“Ooh! Chicken sandwiches, not to bad for a day like this, right?”

“Yeah I guess,”

You couldn't even finish your sentence before you felt a push on your back.

“What the-”

You were about to fall face first unto the floor untill Los caught you just in time.

“Oh Gosh! You okay?”

You somehow managed to shake your head a bit to hard which cracked your neck harshly. You hissed in pain while rubbing your neck in an effort to make it feel better.

“Yeah..Just cracked my neck wayy to hard for my own liking.”

You both laughed it off while you said ‘Thank Goodness for Los’ internally as you looked behind you to see the perpetrator of this heinous act.

“Well hey there, Miss-I-Can’t-Keep-Myself-Off-The-Floor, how are you?”

Katsumi-Fucking-Orochi.

“Dude, what's your problem? I didn't even do anything to you, why are you just randomly picking on me for? What’d I do?”

“Well, you pissed me off this morning so I'm just teaching you a lesson! Simple, really.”

“Not my fault your such a prick, I can't believe there is actual girls who like someone like you.”

What a nice way to out yourself [Name].

“The hell you say? You wanna repeat that for everyone to hear?”

Katsumi walked up to you, practically towering over you. He leaned down to get on your level to try intimidate you. All you did was smirk, if he thought that he would scare you while being a 10 year old, he thought wrong.

You were strong at your age so you didn't mind if you had to fight even though you and Katsumi had a diffrence in height, despite being the same age.

“Sure,”

You took a deep breath and screamed with all your might,

“KATSUMI OROCHI IS A PRICK!”

Every student, teacher, staff member, and anyone who was in the school probably heard the scream. Katsumi stood there with a shocked expression on his face, absolutely baffled that you actually went through with it.

“You b-”

Shortly after your scream, teachers and lunch ladies separated the two of you and sent you both to the Principals office.

You didn't regret it, not one bit.

‘Keep looking at me and I'll beat the shit out of you, stupid Karate Major.’

You and Katsumi had been sitting in Principal's office for about a good 30 minutes and counting while shooting dirty looks at each other to pass the time untill he finally entered. The room was clean and organized but the feeling of dread surrounded the place as he walked in. Not one of you even dared to say a word to each other or to the Principal himself. The scent of paper and rain started to be suffocating.

“So, what happened exactly?”

The Principal tried to break the ice but it wouldn't budge. It seemed if the tension could be cut with a knife, it was just such an uncomfortable room to be in.

After a few minutes of the Principal waiting for a response, Katsumi decided to speak up.

“She called me a prick.”

“Well you pushed me.”

“So? It was by accident.”

“Really? Even though you called me Miss-I-Can’t-Keep-Myself-Off-The-Floor?”

“It was a harmless joke, I don't know why you got so hurt by it.”

You and Katsumi kept going back and forth, spewing insults and starting to raise your volume. That's is until the Principal put your whining to an end.

“That's enough!”

You both went silent as the Principal continued.

“Do you two want me to contact your parents because I will if you two keep provoking me.”

The both of you agreed on something. You couldn't have your parents come here or all hell would let loose. The two of your heads shaked in sync, both signalling the fact of the discomfort at the sound of their parents coming there.

“That's what I perceived. Okay, you two obviously don't get along so I won't waste any more of my time dealing with this. Both of you will a detention on Saturday and you will write apology letters to each other. Understood?”

The sound of his voice and the things he listed made you sick. Apologize, to him? Hell no. You rather die first than apologize to a dick like him. Seemed like Katsumi agreed with you on this one thing and gave you a nasty glare.

But did you have a choice?

“Fine, we'll do it.”

Katsumi’s face seemed like someone just killed his mom. He was furious. You gave him a sign to tell him to shut up so you won't get into more trouble and of course, he obliglied. You decided to speak for the both of you to avoid him protesting.

The following days were absolutely amazing. You kept feeling Katsumi's glare on you and you were dreading the sound of Saturday. You had to tell your mom and dad and of course they were disappointed, they ended up taking away your iPod and Computer so here you were.

Saturday, November 9th

Here you were. In front of the school you went to daily. You were absolutely terrified, you just had a very bad feeling about today, you had a feeling. You tried to tell your mom and dad but they told you that it was punishment and you couldn't escape the ‘consequences of your actions.’

“Love you sweetie! Don't forget, okay?”

You simply waved to your dad who tried to keep everything positive, no matter how negative it might be.

“Love, she's in trouble! We have to be mean and angry!”

Your mom is goofy too but she is wayy more serious than your dad.

“But dear! I just love our little girl, she's such an angel!”

“Ugh, just drive you idiot!”

Your mom and dad were just so lovey dovey, you were kinda glad that they were kissing and making out.

Anyways, on the more important subject at hand, how will you survive the dreading feeling in your stomach?

It didn't matter, you were going to be late, it was already 12:38 and you needed to be there by 12:40.

You quickly rushed inside and got to the library where detention was held.

‘‘What the?’’ you muttered so quietly, you're sure no one heard.

As soon as you walked into the room, you saw Katsumi's whole friend group. They looked at you with the same shit-eating grin that Katsumi had. One of them got up and purposely bumped your shoulder. You looked at him baffled.

Why was Katsumi's whole friend group here? What business did they do?

Whatever, not your problem. You kept walking to an empty seat in the back of the library where a window was. Then came the King.

Katsumi walked in with a duffle bag, he probably just came out of karate practice and came straight here. He looked behind to make sure you were there, which was weird, and once he locked eyes with you, he grinned.

Oh gosh, what are they planning?

The two hours of detention finally went by and you and Katsumi exchanged your apology letters. His glare was deadly and you could tell that everything he wrote wasn't sincere but who cared? You wanted out of here. Like now. Your gut feeling got even worse, it was like you were getting kicked in the stomach.

You were looking really beat up so you asked the teachers who were supervising you to go to the restroom. They told you yes but after going, go downstairs because your parents were already here to pick you up.

You silently agreed and went to the bathroom quickly.

You were inside of the girls bathroom fixing your hair and doing basic toilet things. Of course, as expected, you were the only one there.

That is until you heard Katsumi's voice.

“Knock, knock! Anyone home?”

He intruded anyway, peeking in and telling his friends to follow him.

This wasn't good in any possible way.

“What the hell Katsumi? You guys can't be in here! It's the damn girl's restroom!”

“So? You think I really care about the fact that I can't be in here right now? What I care about,

Katsumi approached you slowly, almost like a snake waiting to bite it's prey.

Is to fucking make your life miserable.”

And with that you were jumped.

“Pleas- ACH!”

You tried to scream out for help but one of the boys holding you down covered your mouth.

“Oh shut up bitch. No one will hear you anyway.”

Tears fell from your eyes, you couldn't see at all. All you could feel was every one of Katsumi's friends beating you up. Kicks, punches, slaps everywhere. One of them kicked you so hard in the stomach to point blood came out of your mouth. They all in unison laughed.

“Guess you won't try and mess with us again right bitch?”

“Hah! If she even tries, she'll be dead!”

They all kicked you and continued to mock you.

“Wah Wah Wah! I want mommy!”

“Hey guys, move out the way. I have something for her.”

Katsumi came from the background, just watching all of this. He stepped up to you while you were now on the floor coughing up blood. You were clutching your stomach and you felt like you were about to die.

“Hey whore! You're done for!”

“Hey Katsumi, try to not kill her, I don't wanna go to juvie!”

“Whatever, whatever. Hey bitch. Look up will you?”

You refused to, keeping your head pointed downward. You couldn't, the pain was excruciating.

“I said to fucking look up.”

His tone got even harsher, you terrified. What could you do? What the hell would happen if you kept disobeying his orders? Well, you were about to find out.

“Fine, I'll force you then. Grab the scissors.”

You froze. Scissors? Was going to stab you? Kill you? Cut you? What the hell was about to happen to you? Oh Gosh. You wished you hadn't talk badly about him that Wednesday. As if one of Katsumi's friends shared a brain with you, he asked the same question you had in your mind.

“Uh Katsumi, I hope you're not planning to hurt her with them?”

“Of course not! I'm just going to cut her clothes.”

Clothes? My clothes? What the hell. Oh God help me, what did I get myself into.

Katsumi bent down to your shriveled figure, shying away from him and his crew.

“Well, you're about to be naked! We might even take pictures!”

He came closer to your face, practically breathing on it.

“So you better make up your fucking mind before I decide to stab you instead.”

‘How the hell was this a 10 year old?’ was the only thought going through your mind.

“Well whore? Speak up!”

All of the boys kept yelling at you to respond to Katsumi's question and you were stuck there. Motionless.

It felt like someone just pushed down a cliff of abyss. You felt like you were falling and the tears came gushing out. You were terrified. Scared. This boy was going to kill you, you didn't know what the hell to do. So many thoughts were running through your mind. Help me. You didn't know what to do, your body shaking rapidly. It was over. And you knew.

“Well, Miss Whore won't respond so I'll just make the decision my self!”

Snip.

part 1 because this thing is longggg 😝👍

rip [name], she be going thru it..

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Positively adore your art!! Thank you for sharing it!! Also, would you happen to know of any fics that sort of resemble your art style or ones that inspired it? I’m right there with you I love the basic vanilla vibe and I have been trying to find a decent fic to get into before I finish totk

thank you!!

Thank you so much for your kind words for my art

🙏 I greatly appreciate!🙏

I have a confession to make dear friend! I hadn't read fanfictions in several years but beating Totk made me go FERAL for Zelda material and explore what's been written since BotW came out.... oh boy the rabbit hole is deep!

There is a lot of good stuff out there but I have read so many fanfics in a short time that the whole thing is a blurry mess in my brain. BUT! There is one in particular that really stood out and left a lasting impression on me: Displaced written by socksock https://archiveofourown.org/works/21128084/chapters/50279321 It was originally written in 2018, before the release of TotK so there are some small and harmless inconsistencies that can easily be ignored because, duh, it was written BEFORE totk. I particularly liked this fanfic because it has all the qualities I'm looking for!! Also several key moments and general ideas in that story are extremely close to my own headcanon to the point it almost scared me. The story focuses on Zelda trying to find her place in post-calamity Hyrule. The characters are very well written and credible, Link's personality is player behavior accurate (MORE OF THAT PLEASE!!!!!!!!) and obsessed with completing his quests backlog and I thought it was amazing. Damn i love a player accurate Link!!

It's a wholesome slow burn romance, lots of humor, it's sexy, does not take itself too seriously but can be very emotional at times. Also, I was amazed by one scene in particular....I don't want to spoil anything for you, but the Big Damn Kiss moment is *CHEF KISS*: the setting, the tone and the resolution HSGDKJS, I would've slow clapped if i could've (I was holding my phone lol)

Reading that scene, I thought to myself : F*** YES! This person gets it hahaha !!

My own Zelink Big Damn First Kiss moment shares a lot of similarities with that fic so, Im going to say it now: when 'll post the Zelink first kiss i'm currently crafting, be sure to know that Socksock and their fic Displaced did something in the same general vibe FIRST! They are awesome. I hope i answered your question haha Have a great day!

#zelink #legend of zelda

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It's so cool how so many people are claiming the DSMP characters as their own and making rewrites right now. Like, I always wondered when DSMP was popular how many people actually liked the characters and how many were just fans of anything the CCs made, but this shows that a lot of people really do just love the characters. Sorry, I don't know if that makes sense.

Also, as someone who's working on my own rewrite, do you have any advice for renaming the characters? Or are you not renaming them? I do want to rename them to separate them from the CCs, but nothing I pick feels right. Anyway, your art is very cool and inspiring.

as someone who always valued the lore/stories way more than cc content i think its really cool to see. half the plotlines i was most excited about were never even portrayed on streams. just completely fan made. same with the character designs, and really just the characters overall. during my time in the fandom i always percieved the characters a lot differently than they were explicitly portrayed- i think a lot of fans did this too hence why many were unsatisfied by the canon endings. (and really any canon event that didnt align with my personal perception/vision i just ignored lmfao) the characters i enjoyed were made by artists on twitter you know... not twitch streamers. i consumed dsmp like it was an animated series or comic. completely fictional characters and stories.

as for names.. oh my god its so hard. ive been trying to rename too but i get super attached to names and think they carry a lot of weight to a character. its hard to come up with a name that doesn't feel like a cheap knockoff. so i think it will just take more time for me. I suggest looking into what you think the themes are to you for that character and going off of that. the only one im really set on right now is "Faust" for the character derived from c!drm.

It really matches my ideas surrounding him and the revival book, and how he thinks of himself as a godly being. A lot of his themes related to losing yourself to power and obsession over revival knowledge seem very fitting to the legend. :]

also thinking of Sonny for Tommy (but not 100% sold yet) and something like quinn or quincey for quackity... I can't lose the big Q nickname x)

#mailbox

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RM1526: Calculus II

Pairing: professor!Changkyun x student!Reader Genre: College AU, Smut Rating: M Summary: “I don’t doubt that. However,” he held your wrists in one hand as he locked the only door to the classroom with the other, “I can’t risk someone walking in on me topless. Even in the name of art.” Word Count: 2.6k 🤬 drabble my ass Warnings: teacher/student relations, topless Kyun deserves a mention, marking, dirty talk, reader would do shots off his tats and it shows, choking, quick rough vaginal sex on a desk, one use of degradation, editing this at 3am with a mix of coffee and melatonin gummies in my system, mistakes were made

Inspired by this gif. Part one of my four entries for the Monsta X professor au series with @iibonniee who made the banner! If you love this, please shower her with love for me. This series is all her idea. I recommend That’s the Way Love Goes and Promise for reading.

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At this point, it was an obsession. It started as mild curiosity at first. Who wouldn’t want to know more about the pretty tattoo playing peek-a-boo on the sexy calculus teacher? It wasn’t as if you cared about the numbers and symbols on his whiteboard. But the way his forearm flexed as he flipped the marker between his fingers, slowly shifting his sleeve back to show the intricate ink was becoming its own religion. You only wanted to see it up close, maybe even ask who did it so you could go pay your respects.

But no.

“Hm, that’s too easy for you, Ms. ____.” Professor Im smiled and shook his head. “Come back to me when you get an A in my class.”

You were barely passing his class. Well, you were nothing if not determined when it came to stupid shit. You found a tutor and made it your life’s mission to master math Greek gibberish. By the end of the semester, you managed to get a fucking 92. It was time to collect your reward.

You had your grades printed off, hand slightly shaking as you stayed in your seat and waited for class to empty for the day. Did you need your phone? You should probably take a picture to show the artist if he tells you who did it. Ugh, but why wouldn’t they remember him or their work? Okay, maybe you wanted a souvenir for your hard work.

“You planning on sleeping here tonight?”

Your attention snapped to the professor where he stood behind his desk with his hands in his pockets. Today was his black turtleneck sweater day. You swallowed hard and got to your feet. “No!” You held up the paper as if he could see it from where he stood. You hopped down the stairs and came to a stop in front of his desk. “You said you’d show me your tattoo if I brought my grade up. I have an A now.”

His bored expression barely changed as he cocked an eyebrow at you. Oh, fuck. Did he forget? You didn’t think you needed to remind him along the way. Shit—

“I know what your grade is. Who else grades your work?” The tiniest smirk graced his lips before he took his hands out of his pockets. “Ah, now which one was it…” He looked between his arms then held one up. “I think it was this one.”

You sucked in air. “Wait, you have more than—”

He ignored you as he pushed back the fabric and revealed the holy grail. The flower was gorgeous, an intricate weave of lines that healed to perfection. You were drawn to it like a moth to his flame. He watched you come around his desk and even let you pull his arm closer for inspection. “You like ink that much, huh?”

“Sir, I happen to appreciate all forms of art,” you murmured as you traced the petals lightly with a fingertip. He shivered, but you ignored it, moving your focus to the shading of the stem and leaves. To his credit, he didn’t pull away.

He cleared his throat. “I got that impression over the past few months. You tend to stare whenever I roll my sleeves up.”

You felt your face flush as you froze and dropped his arm as if he’d burned you. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Mmm.” He nodded. “Of course. Come on, time to go.” He gently pushed your shoulders, turning you towards the door.

“Oh, wait! Can I get a picture? I killed myself for this.” You reached for your phone. “I wanna get one done soon.”

“A picture?” He scoffed. “It’s not even the best tattoo I have.”

“It’s not?” You whirled around to face him. He was close, and it forced you to look up past his chin. “Can I see? Please? Please, lemme see it.”

His lips twitched as he looked away. “I dunno, Ms. _____. I’d have to take my sweater off.”

“I’m fine with that. I want to see it.” You reached for the hem of his sweater, but he caught your eager hands.

“I don’t doubt that. However,” he held your wrists in one hand as he locked the only door to the classroom with the other, “I can’t risk someone walking in on me topless. Even in the name of art.” The click of the lock echoed in the large room. “You can’t tell anyone I showed you either.”

Excitement buzzed in your veins like alcohol. “Your secret’s safe with me, sir.” You followed him back to his desk, where he gestured for you to stand in front of his chair. You obeyed his instruction. His large hands seized you by your waist and pressed you against the edge of the desk.

“You might want to be up here to see it properly,” he murmured. Well, he had a point. You pushed yourself up onto his desk without a second thought. He rewarded you with one of those rare true smiles. “Perfect.” He sat down in his chair.

“Does anyone else know about your tattoos?” You asked without taking your eyes off him. He shook his head as he pulled the slinky sweater up and off his body. Your brain instantly turned to mush upon seeing the various designs of ink on his chest and shoulders. His artist must have descended from Da Vinci himself. You made this weird squeaky noise that sounded like a mouse on helium breathing its last.

Professor Im ran a hand over his pecs, then stretched. “Okay,” he stood up and got mind-numbingly close, “be gentle with it. I get ticklish.”

You scoffed as he turned around. Your mouth dropped open, eyes wide and sparkly. You’d imagined all sorts of different designs on him. Something like this? Unthinkable, yet it suited him. Again, your hands moved on their own as you committed each detail of the three flowers to memory. “This is amazing,” you whispered.

“So is your touch,” he grunted. “Are you always this delicate with things you handle?”

Your cheeks heated up, and you bit your lip. “Would you like it if I poked harder?” You didn’t mean for it to sound that way, but once the words were out, you shrugged it off. A man with gorgeous skin and god-tier tattoos will do that to you.

What you didn’t see coming was his reaction. He stiffened for a second, as if even he couldn’t believe you’d be that bold. But then he backed up, all but shoving his back into your face. He gingerly brought his hands to your knees as if to steady himself as he perched his ass against the desk between your thighs. Did he think you wouldn’t lick his fucking tattoo right here? You honestly couldn’t tell if he was aware he was slowly driving you insane.

Two can play that game.

Keeping an eye on the side of his face, you splayed your hands out on his back and gently pressed your fingertips into his skin. His mouth opened a little. With a deep breath for confidence, you pressed your lips to one of the flowers wound around the blade going down his spine. The man jerked like you’d shocked him, but again he didn’t pull away. Instead, he squeezed your knees with a warning as he released a slow exhale. He might have mumbled something like “Don’t get fired, Kyun.”

You liked the idea of him fighting against doing whatever was going on in his head. You also liked playing with fire. “I’m surprised there are no scratches on your back.”

“Why would I—” He stopped when he caught on. “Ah. Well, it’s hard to scratch someone when you’re pinned down.”

The thought of being pinned underneath him, taking each stroke with his impossibly deep voice in your ear, was a heady one. You whimpered at the thought as your knees trembled with want. “Shit.”

He glanced at you over his shoulder. “You okay?” His concern was genuine, but it wasn’t like you could focus when he was massaging your legs. His hands were calloused and swallowed your calf muscles. You couldn’t help the way your mind immediately wondered what else on him was big.

“Yep.” You swallowed hard, trying and failing to push the horny thoughts away. “C-can I see the ones on your chest before I go?”

He made a noise somewhere between a hum and a moan before turning around without bothering to put distance between you. He arched his eyebrow, silently asking if it bothered you, but you were already reaching up to touch him.

His grip on your thighs tightened as he leaned into your touch. “Fuck,” he gasped, while his eyes fluttered shut. You tilted your head to the side, amazed at how he responded to every little thing you did. Your hands trailed from his chest to his neck. His eyes snapped open and focused on you with a look that made you sit up straighter. You instinctively tried to close your legs around his waist, barely aware of how you exposed your dirty thoughts and wants. Changkyun’s hands closed around your wrists and pulled you towards him as he leaned in close enough for your noses to touch. “You’re really testing my patience here.”

You felt the low rumble of his voice deep in your soul, your core, and knew if he asked you’d fuck him right then and there. “I’d never do that.” You pouted as you looked into his eyes and brought his hips closer. “I hate tests.”

There was a beat of silence before he spoke. “Tell me you want this, _____.” He spoke against your lips. “No misunderstandings.”

You moaned softly as you threaded your fingers through the hair at his neck. “I want this, want you so bad—”

Changkyun didn’t even let you get the words out. He devoured your mouth with a kiss so hot and wet your panties were ruined in seconds. The way he paid attention to every detail, from your lips to your tongue and even the roof of your mouth, left you whimpering with want while struggling against his hold keeping you from touching him. And you wanted that more than anything. Just to feel his skin and the raised lines from his tattoos under your fingers while he shivered.

When he got tired of exploring your mouth and nudged your head aside to kiss your neck, you were able to voice your complaints. “Please,” you pulled against his hold, “let me touch you.”

He chuckled before nipping at your throat. “Greedy girl, you already have. It’s my turn.”

You had to bite your lip to keep from crying out when he bit you again, this time harder. “Please, just a little bit more.”

His kisses trailed back to your mouth. “Sound so pretty when you beg like that, but keep it down. I don’t want anyone else to hear what’s meant for me.” He gently bit your bottom lip and slowly let it go. “Got it?”

“Yes, sir.” You nodded. He smirked and kissed you again as he laid you back on the desk.

“Can’t believe you’re a bad girl. On your professor’s desk spread out like this. Never would’ve thought.” His fingers caught the hem of your sundress and pushed the fabric up. Before you knew it, his fingers were exploring your pussy, caressing your folds, then parting them to dip a finger in. “Shit. I knew it. You’re gonna feel like heaven on my dick.”

Somehow, this kept getting better and better. Knowing he wanted to get inside you was all you needed to hear. “Oh, fuck yes.” You moaned quietly as you squirmed impatiently. He continued to tease you, sliding his finger in and out then adding another and finally a third. By the time he deemed you ready to take his dick, you were a mess, babbling as you rode his fingers chasing an orgasm he wasn’t willing to give just yet.

“Hands stay up here.” He pointed to the edge of the desk by your head. You grabbed it with both hands as he fished his wallet out of his back pocket and pulled out a condom. Then he pulled off some David Blaine bullshit by undoing his belt and pants with one hand while opening the condom then rolling it on. Any other time, you would have applauded him. He put one of your legs on his shoulders while stroking himself a few times. You felt him prod at your entrance, head teasing through your slick before rubbing circles around your clit. Biting the inside of your cheek was the only way to keep you from giving you both away. “So good for me…” he moaned as he pressed the tip inside.

You tightened your grip as your legs shook with each inch he fed you. By the time he was balls deep, both of you were sweating and shaking, whispering curses as you realized what feeling so fucking good meant for you two. Pussy so tight and wet. Dick thick and deep. This could never have been a one-time deal. Fuck. He squeezed the thigh on his chest and pressed a kiss to your knee.

“Gotta make this quick so I can get you somewhere softer, like my bed or couch.” He groaned as you clenched at his words.

“I’m not picky,” you said bringing your other leg to his hip and pulling him in deeper. “Backseat of your car will do.”

“Shit, I can see you making me pull over at least once.” He put his other arm under the leg on his hip and bent over, pushing your legs back towards your chest. “You’re sin with pretty eyes and a tempting smile.” He pulled out just enough to slam back in, immediately setting a fast and brutal pace. The angle was perfect, stimulating your clit while reaching deep enough for each stroke to brush that special spot that had you seeing stars. His lips came back to yours and he hushed you. Only then were you aware that your cries of pleasure were echoing. “Get me fired and you’ll be my cocksleeve until I find another job.”

“P-promise?” You smiled, happy when he grunted and nudged your head aside again and suckled a mark into your skin.

“You’d love that, wouldn’t you? Spending every fucking minute stuffed with dick and screaming my name.” His strokes grew shorter as he put more strength into his thrusts. He let one of your legs go in favor of your throat, bringing your attention back to the flower on his forearm. His muscles flexed as he adjusted his grip to only apply pressure from the sides. “Look at you. You love being choked, too? You keep surprising me. Cum for me, baby. Cum so I can take you home and wear that pretty ass out.”

He didn’t have to tell you twice. A few more rolls of his hips against yours, pelvis grinding on your clit, and you were gone. His arms moved to the sides of your head, hands gripping the desk alongside your own as he started pounding away. The poor desk tried to hold its ground but still ended up screeching as it scooted across the floor with his thrusts. Losing his footing threw off his concentration and within minutes he was moaning in your ear as he came.

When he stopped and rested his head on your shoulder, you brought your arms down and gently rubbed his back, giving him a little pat for a job well done. But he didn’t want that. He pushed up and pulled out, peeling the condom off and dropping it in the trash by his desk. He grabbed your hands and helped you sit up. “Let’s get out of here.”

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wtnv 245 live react

1. I’m predicting some Esteban due to the art for the episode PLEASE mention Esteban

2. Thank god i was worried they forgot he had a kid for a moment there. Cute cute cute cecil wants to put his work in a galllerryyyy supportive dad lets go

3. ABBY MENTION LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOO ABBY LOVE OF MY FUCKING LIFE

3. Carlos thats not FOOD

4. Did you cecil, did you really turn out just fine. By all appearances…….. im obsessed with him

5. Whoa kareem asking about he portal….. i see plot things are developing i see….

6. Im so excited hes talking about a family dinner this is so fucking good for my personally. ABBY REMEMBERING A DRAWING CECIL DID AS A CHILD IM GONNA LOSE MY MINDDDD

7. THIS IS FUCKING EVERYTHING TO ME. CECIL ID HANG YOUR DRAWINGS. IGNORE YOUR MOM. it being similar to estebans…………. HER KEEPING THE DRAWINGS ILL CRY ILL CRY

8. A house next to a tree.. …….. cecil babe that is not watercolors…….

9. Hey hey hey remember when remember when cat ballou ended with a shovel digging up at the base of a tree hey remember the owls

10. oh this episode is everything to me already jesus

11. Oh honey… hes concerned about the art work… i will have much to say about this i just know i will. A parent thinking their childs artwork is perfect and good and great no matter what it is. Abby being the one to say the images look the same afterall….. theres so much to unpack here. This is definitely gonna unpack some cecil childhood trauma

12. stop this is really sad to me :((((( why is he crouched behind the tree i dont like that i dont like that…. HEY DONT GO INTO THE TREE HEY HEY DONT DO IT

13. ;leisfngse;ougnar;ibjaef;viajenv;idjfvnadi;fjvnad;ifvjnad;fovjandf;vojadnfv;aidfjn HEY IM LOSING MY MIND THIS IS CONFIRMING A LOT OF FUCKING THINGS PEOPLE HAVE SPECTULATED ABOUT FOR AGES ABOUT ABBY CECIL AND THEIR MOTHER IN THE WOODS IM GONNA LOSE MY MIND

14. ABBY SO PROMINENT THIS EPISODE LETS GO

15. Oh……………….. dad mention,,,,,,,,,,,, abby sighing…………… oghh this is so good

16. WHERE IS ESTEBAN ILL CRY ONE MILLION YEARS

17. GRANDPA GERSHWIN GRANDPA GEWSHWIN I DREW GRANDPA GERSWHIN I JUST KNEW ESTEBAN WOULD ALSO HAVE VISIONS I JUST FUCKING KNEW IT IN MY HEART AND SOUL

18.abby is abby oh….. this is…….

19. Cecil is so cute

20. Cecil goong through childhood memories while confirming he doesnt know if he and abby like eachother is really sad… until dawn..

21. Salmon and blueberry smoothie i now carlos is a health freak on god

22. CHIN ON HIS SHOULDER.

23. “Oh babe, she did. We stopped scrabble for 30 minutes to hear her story. To be honest I’ve heard her tell it to you so many times now its growing a bit dull…. DO YOU NOT REMEMBER?” Im getting some real man in the tan jacket vibes from this

24. Oh im so sad this is so so so so sad

Okay conclusion:

What a heart breaking episode.

#wtnv #welcome to night vale #wtnv 245

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yourtwistedlies · 2 months

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❝ women’s hearts are lethal weapons ❞

val ! ✩ she/her ✩ minor ✩ jason grace’s gf (REAL) ✩ speak now obsessed ✩ gracie abrams lovebot ✩ summer baby ✩ certified procrastinator ✩ professional listener ✩ pathological people pleaser ✩ general amaya’s #1 fan ✩ fitz vacker defender ✩ honorary grammar police ✩ kpop stan (mostly ggs) ✩ my moots’ cheerleader ✩ under the illusion i can write ✩ somewhat smart ✩ cabin 13 girl ✩

dni: if you are racist, homophobic, xenophobic, support genocide and mass murder, sexist, 18+ only, religiophobic, creepy, toxic, or literally just a jerk, please leave!

byi: i swear sometimes!! i also adore using cute nicknames and pet names for my moots!! if you don’t feel comfortable w/ that or anything else, please let me know <33

moots - wattpad - ao3 - carrd - follower event (coming soon ⁉️) - 🇵🇸 | 🇺🇦 save the children!

•̩̩͙⁺ the basics ₊˚. ↴ ·˚༘

call me valerie/val or twisted!!

she/her, straight (heterosexual), minor (18+ only acc’s please do not follow), 18+ do not interact unless i interact first or we are moots (on my list or to be added- i am the judge of who is to be added), cancer (zodiac, but i don’t believe in them), Christian (i post about it sometimes), << summer baby, entp (mbti), 4w3 (enneagram), ambivert, slytherin, cabin 13, shade (guys i swear i wasn’t trying to be edgy or smth with the past two and this 😭😭 i took the official quizzes i promise lmao), swiftie, kpop fan, staying up writing until 4am gives me life, purple is the best color (this is not up to debate, only yellow even comes close), proud notes app writer, CATS > DOGS (occasionally my verdict changes), bunny lover, chronic platonic sofitzer, i’m either hyperactive or extremely tired (there is no in between), people say im smart, but sometimes i feel like the biggest idiot ever lmao, and ofc dex dizznee’s much needed publicist (my favorite role of mine ever)!!!

•̩̩͙⁺ music ₊˚. ↴ ·˚༘

taylor swift, olivia rodrigo, sza, conan gray, alicia keys, emei, gracie abrams, maisie peters, sabrina carpenter, laufey, queen riri (rihanna), adele, tiffany day, le sserafim, ive, newjeans, itzy, nmixx, stay-c, aespa, everglow, txt (baby fan), illit ＆ more kpop, lizzy mcalpine, pheobe bridgers, nessa barrett, pinkpantheress, claire rosinkranz, lyn lapid, alessia cara, reneé rapp, mckenna grace, and more!!

as i hope you can tell, i like a lot of music :)

•̩̩͙⁺ books ₊˚. ↴ ·˚༘

pjo, hoo, (never read toa, but yes, ik what happens in tbm), the rrverse, kotlc, city spies, ss (spy school), alex rider (not done with rr), the academy for the unbreakable arts,

and my many other fandoms i’ve forgotten about (dead magisterium fandom oop-)

i’ll add more fandoms as i remember them lol

•̩̩͙⁺ ships ₊˚. ↴ ·˚༘

rayllum, clauderry (stfu they’re adorable), percabeth (otp energy), sokeefe, dexiana, tiana (yes i know im the most indecisive bitch ever shut up you toad /jjjj i actually love u platonically), jason grace x ME (/j but i do love him lol), and more!!

•̩̩͙⁺ blogs ₊˚. ↴ ·˚༘

side blog: @yourtangledpromises

taylor blog: @iknowplxces

writing blog: @thejournalofvalerie (coming soon) (also, i won’t write anything 18+!! except curse words occasionally)

poetry blog: @yourwhisperedsecrets (coming soon)

moodboards/aesthetics blog: @yoursweetconfessions (coming soon)

and perhaps more?? (muahahaha)

•̩̩͙⁺ side note ₊˚. ↴ ·˚༘

if you’d like to be added to my moots list, or talk, please tell me (by wonder girls)!!

if we’re moots we’re actually bffs now (you just don’t notice it yet)

if i don’t respond to your ask/tag/rb/literally anything immediately i am not ignoring you!! i’m just lazy or busy and will do it later <33

im your biggest fan btw

1 Corinthians 16:14

with love,

valerie

#yayyyyy #pinned post time babyyyy #basically just me rambling abt myself lmao #pinned post #∿ 𖨌 {🧭} ₊˚.⋆☾ navigation ៸៸﹡.❤︎︎#ʋαʅ

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Now that we're entering into 2024, I'm asking some artists and writers that I follow:

1) What is the one piece you're most proud of from this past year?

2) What are some pieces that you would have liked more people to see? If you can include links, I'd love to go check them out!

3) What were your top three favorite pieces (art, comics, fics, etc) that someone else has made this past year?

(As always, no pressure to respond! Feel free to just ignore, or let me know if you'd rather I not send you these kinds of asks in the future.)

This was probably my favorite piece to make this year

It was my first large piece that I've drawn digitally linkhere!

2) I think I would've liked more people to see this post: linkhere I think mostly bc I have many Ideas for comics and aus and stuff and I'm working on building up some plot so idk 👉👈 Im not super reliable on consistent posting or big projects so idk when I'll get to It but just for people to know that im PLANNING im SCHEMING

but also this one just for art <3 linkhere

3) Obviously I'll have to go with cass' updates on their comics <3 just just all of cass' work just idk how tf any of you would not have heard of cass but in the slightest chance that you haven't @somerandomdudelmao literally go binge read all their comics and can't forget @tapakah0 and @hodd1 the deadly trio I love you all

also just gonna.... here GO CHECK OUT @peach-cream-tea !!! I love their art sm, ma jonatello homie fr 🧡🧡🧡🧡

ALSO here go check out this awesome artist @alcoholicpilot I love the way they draw trolls omigosh I'm obsessed

thas more than 3 but wtv the more the merrier ^^

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!

#art #artists on tumblr #tumblr artists #new years #happy new year

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im obsessed with your art and animatics... do you have any tutorials or process posts about some techniques you use? like how you move characters separate of the backgrounds (is it just some clever tweening in vegas??) ty in advance... ;; v ;;

sure! umm this is gonna be messy sorry if anythings incoherent. ill walk u thru this segment of the pkradi hollow fight bc theres a lotta layers. heres the shot for reference

aaand heres a breakdown of the layers (called tracks in sony vegas but im just gonna keep calling them layers) from top to bottom

heres the foreground! where i wanna place shit that goes in front of the characters and background

heres where the characters will be placed! sandwiched between the foreground and background, they get more frames (as shown by the smaller segmented images on the timeline) opposed to set pieces which is usually just 1 image, which means we gotta approach tweening w the characters differently since there are a lot more images! ill explain that after this initial breakdown

and heeeres all the background shenanigans. not much to add here. those sure are background frames

RIGHT now to the tweening. when tweening 1 image/frame whateva you're gonna wanna use pan/crop (located on the image, that lil box with a crop around it icon), use this for stuff that only really needs 1 image, like a background. because its easier. like you could use track motion for everything i guess but pan/crops nice and easy and doesnt give me a headache she treats me nice and good

but uh yea so youll start with a little keyframe at the beginning, drag the pan/crop timeline to the end and click the little + sign to create a keyframe! then from there move the pan/crop box (the one with an F on it lmao) around and kablammo. Movement. usually with backgrounds its just a simple panning to the left or right, like how i did it for this shot! but you can do lots more like zoom and angle it etc

aand when you wanna tween across multiple images in a layer/track you're gonna head on over to your layer/track and hit that funny little track motion button aand youll be greeted with a pan/crop lookin thing except its like. for the whole layer/track instead. so the timeline is waaay bigger since it covers the whole thing. but umm yes same principle as pan/crop basically, except youll now need to insert "hold" keyframes right after your final keyframe, copy and paste a keyframe with all the positions defaulted (im gonna assume youre using 1920 x 1080 since its the standard)

like so and then right click a grey keyframe and choose "hold". this stops everything from fucking up and flying between each keyframe basically LMAOO the Hold is it waiting for your next keyframe that is Not a hold. if that makes sense. anyways yea only worry about that for track motion JUST because it works with the entire track/layer, with pan/crop you can ignore this

BUT YEAH thats my silly little sony vegas tweening guide i hope that helps!! umm i have another tutorial also so u can check that out too if youd like :D

#ask #saluting anyone who bothers reading all of that #i use sony vegas 14 btw

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im sorry that person is being a Creep abt ur art any normal person just sees that as cute cuddling so if it's any reassurance I feel like the basic population of transformers fans and just. People in general see that as just cuddles idk how to word it but ya. I luv ur art and pls take all the time u need to rest and also my cats say hello as they meow happily and snuggle in a cuddle puddle pile all around me right now

EEEHEHEE I say hi to the kitties!!! I hope your cuddle puddle pile is warm and happy and full of purrs, thank you for your kind words n reassurances it really helps me feel better :))

I’m honestly doing a lot better I had to sit and stress for a second and now that I’ve got a clearer head I realize it’s best to let it go and ignore the person cause I said everything I needed to say. If they wanna keep obsessing over this and being weird than it’s really none of my business.

I probably will take a little break from art and all that just cause I need to cleanse my palate, I can’t say I’m unaffected bc It has caused me a lot of distress and made me feel kinda weird about my own art, and also I have finals coming up and some personal stressors I have to deal with at home.

All and all thank you so much, I love and appreciate everyone who’s been so kind to me n made me feel better about everything it means so much more than you realize !! ❤️❤️❤️🛸🛸

Joyous cosmos be upon ye

#also very good friends have been helping me feel better n reassure me n keep an eye on things for me #my own Ravage friend who’s in enemy territory keeping a look out #everyone has been very cool about this it’s nice :))#also I know I freaked out about it I definitely did and I know I lost my cool but all things considered I think I handled myself pretty okay #thank you thank you!!!! ❤️❤️❤️🛸🛸

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not-your-fucking-kacchan · 2 years

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hey queen!! happy to see u back (ur writings really good) *ahem* do you think you could write one-sided pining from far away with iida annnnd maybee shinso? like idk theyve been pining for y/n without them noticing for a long while and theyre tired damnit! maybe theyre a little bit of jelly bellies?? maybe? tsym!!!! feel free to ignore, btw :D

Hello!! Thank you so much for your feedback, i cant tell you how glad i am that my writing is being recieved this way 😩🛐

Theres a little bit of angst and you can see it if you squint really hard but theres a happy ending !!!! :,)

Also- i would a hundred percent do this for shinsou- but im thinking i might save that for a later post so i can fit all the tags i want in and keep them seperate, y know? I hope thats okay <3 <3 <3

Masterlist<3

Iida x Reader

When you had transferred to class 1-A via reccommendation, even if it was a little late, Iida welcomed you with open arms and words of support.

It really didnt take long for him to fall absolutely head over heels for you, however, as he grew to learn more about you.

You were so kind and accepting, and whenever Mina or Denki asked you for help with their studies you would comply with a compassionate smile.

He wanted to talk to you.

He wanted an excuse to speak to you more, and become closer to you. You were perfect for him, and you respected and validated everything he said and felt. He had never felt so seen in his whole life.

So he never realised the growing bud of jealousy hiding away in his heart. Every guy that spoke to you were met with suspicious glances and a possessive, protective Iida. He was like an overbearing puppy.

You found it absolutely adorable how he would blush very faintly as you spoke to him, but you never realised that it was because the gullible idiot was in love with you.

He was serious about you as well. He imagined a future with you. So, the next time he would catch you walking out of the classroom last, or wandering around on your own, he planned to confess to you.

He was obsessed with that you would tie up your hair in a cute little ponytail, or cover your mouth when you were eating, or tilt your head when you were confused about something. The navy haired boy couldnt help but study your mannerisms like you were an art piece on display.

So when he saw you talking to Todoroki the next day, giggling and blushing and standing awefully clise to him, naturally he was distraught.

You didnt even realise that he had seen you, so when Iida suddenly becomes much more distant it actually kind of worries you. Had you offended him? Was it something you said?

The next time you find yourself face to face with Iida, he looks at you in shock and you notice how his eyes dart about awkwardly, almost as if he was looking for an escape. It was definately something you said, you decided.

"Iida, i was- uh-... i wanted to ask you... why have you been avoiding me?"

You were genuinely worried that you'd lost a friend, because what friend suddenly starts acting like you don't exist? And suddenly you're tearing up, big, bright eyes suddenly going glassy and overflowing with salty tears.

The poor boy almost has a heart attack.

He was only trying to put some distance between you so that his feelings wouldn't affect the relationship that you had going on with Todoroki.

But now, you were ceying in front of him and he realises now, that his actions had driven a bigger rift between the two of you than he had thought.

"Y-you won't talk to me anymore! And i'm- i'm so worried that i've lost you as a friend! Please-! Was it something I said? Just- just tell me where i went wrong- please-! Iida i'm so very sorry-"

In his head he berates himself, because in his selfish act of pushing you away, he jeopardised your friendship and trust and became the cause of emotional turmoil. He was absolutely in the wrong here! This behavour is not becoming of a future hero- what kind of saviour makes a woman cry? As a representative of class 1-A and some of the most promising young heroes, he should be ashamed, and he owes you an apology!

But more important than that, is the sting in his heart and the lump in his throat that tell him no matter who he is- hero or not- he has hurt his friend as a result of his stupidity. And it's frustrating. It feels bad. Genuinely bad.

It's a crushing guilt that weighs down his shoulders as he sees you breaking down and furiously wiping your tears away. The dejected feeling of having upset and caused distress to someone so dear to him.

He feels absolutely gutted, and his heart drops to his stomach.

In silence he pulls you closer, giving you a gentle embrace to let you know that everything is okay, before pulling back and bowing about as low as the gravel at his feet will allow him to.

"Please, (-), allow my to offer you my most sincere apology! Even I know that it is not enough to right my wrong, but it is all i can offer you, along with the explanation that you deserve!

You see, I had distanced myself from you because I had unknowingly fallen in love with you, however I did not wish to put any strain on your relationship with Todoroki. To do so would be incredibly unbecoming of a friend and future hero representing our class 1-A.

However, I did not realise that this would jeopardise our friendship the way it has, or bring you such emotional turmoil. To not think about the consequences of my actions was childish and immature of me! Please allow me your forgiveness!"

By now your tears had stopped and you were dizzy with the unexpected embrace and detailed, sincere apology, only one thought really striking you.

"My-... my relationship? With... Todoroki??..."

You have always been, and remain to be single.

As single as the lost sock down the side of the bed.

As single as a thirty-five year old man called graham.

As single as the third wheel on a tricycle.

Oops.

It's then when it dawns upon Iida just how stupid, and head- over- engines in love he was. He had just assumed you were both in a relationship. How absolutely silly of him.

"I see now... This was all a misunderstanding, then, i presume?

Well, i must say this is a touch embarrassing. I will do better to not assume such things in the future! To not learn from such an elementary mistake would be-"

You quickly cut off that bullshit with a kiss, unable to keep yourself from giggling at his antics. He's a genuinely stand- up guy, and you would love to get to know him more, after all, he actually knows how and when to apologise unlike most men.

#iida x reader #iida tenya #tenya iida imagine #boku no hero academia tenya #tenya headcanons #tenya x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader

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