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drchucktingle · 1 month

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Hello Dr Tingle! I wanted to ask you about that re: your post about how all your books are serious literature (hell yeah Love is real). How do you personally deal with the whole traditional publishing institution? It attracts a whole different level of coverage and it seems that they're very quick to try and box you and like turn you into a brand. Is it stiffling? Is it freeing? Does the attention help more people understand your trot? I don't know I've never been published but since you have experience in both traditional and self publishing I'm interested in knowing how that's feeling for you

well this is a pretty complex question with lots of different trots but i will try my best to answer. lets start with WHO I AM as buckaroo name of chuck

what i create has a very strong voice and my way is pretty recognizable. while buckaroos do not know what most authors look like, i REALLY stand out in a dang crowd with a big pink bag on my head. if you see 50 random author photos and mine is mixed in and then you ask 'which photo do you remember the most?' it is probably gonna be chuck. i also have a VERY UNIQUE STORY with what i create and my artistic sensibilities, not a lot of buds are out there making trans mothman erotica along with their big five traditional publishing bestsellers (SIDENOTE preorder BURY YOUR GAYS)

now if you were going to take 'CHUCK TINGLE' to a marketing department they would FALL OVER BACKWARDS IN THEIR DANG CHAIR with excitement. it is hard to think of an author with a stronger BRAND than i already have in the sense of 'instantly recognizable trot and specific unique style'. even in answering this you can tell that i dont even TALK like other dang authors.

what i am getting at is this: i am VERY VERY LUCKY because my existence just so happens to equate to what a company would see as GOOD BRANDING. it is not intentional on my part, it is just the hand of fate i guess. im out here expressing myself in a FULL ON WAY that is PRETTY DANG STRANGE TO SOME and it just so happens to work as mainstream branding too

on paper you might think 'what the heck no way chuck tingle will fly as a mainstream trot' but honestly the main thread of this timeline can be surprising sometimes. ive been saying the key ingredient for years and i will say it again: LOVE AND SINCERITY RESONATE. when you make art with this fuel, the timeline will feel it. when you stand up tall and shout with your whole chest THIS IS MY WAY AND I LOVE MYSELF. I AM THE WORLDS GREATEST AUTHOR TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT, the timeline will listen

so all that said, i do not mind the idea of myself as 'brand' because i am not CHANGING myself to create this effect. what some might see as 'brand' i just see as another part of my art. i have always believed that art is THE WHOLE EXPERIENCE not just the painting but what is outside of the frame. WHO I AM is just as important as the books i write, and interacting with my way is a whole MULTIMEDIA experience that INCLUDES YOU TOO. it is the feeling when your friend shows you your first tingler cover, or the feeling when you realize that i am not playing a character. this is ALL a part of the tingleverse and it is all a part of my honest raw expression as a queer and neurodivergent buckaroo.

YOU ARE PART OF THIS ART TOO

it is my nature of have a PUNK ROCK trot. always has been. but to me that does not mean just angrily going against everything for the sake of going against everything. for me, this punk rock trot means fighting to EXPRESS MYSELF IN THE MOST HONEST AND PURE FORM POSSIBLE and to create the art that i want to make without any boundaries

somehow i have threaded the needle in this really interesting once-in-a-dang-lifetime kind of way. my pure punk rock self as an OUTERSIDER ARTIST just so happens to resonate with this larger system of brand and traditional publishing and popular culture. i COULD reject this, but rejecting it would be LESS HONEST.

this is just who i am. i LIKE pop culture. i LIKE joy. i LIKE dressing in all pink and wearing my custom suits. I LIKE PROVING LOVE IS REAL WHAT THE HECK ELSE EVEN IS THERE? i love being a queer outsider artist and using my small voice to shout at the big bad devils and i like that every time i shout a few more of you buckaroos join the chorus and together we are just getting louder and louder and louder and WHO KNOWS what comes next for us all trotting together.

when i post something like 'WHAT A GREAT DAY TO PROVE LOVE' it is not me sitting here in a bad mood thinkin 'well i gotta make todays post to keep up with my brand'. i am ACTUALLY FEELING THAT FEELING and i actually believe it with every fiber of my being. honestly, half the time i post about the beauty of this timeline i am probably over here literally crying tears of joy (chuck is an emotional bud i get riled over the joy of existence A LOT)

and heres the best part of this trot: because i really have this punk rock way it makes me very powerful. others can pretend not to care about success and brand and all that but I REALLY DO NO CARE. i would write tinglers whether buds were reading them or not, this is just my natural state, and that makes me incredibly strong. if some big corporation says 'YOU MUST DO THIS' and i dont want to do it i just say 'no thanks'. it is not some big debate about my career or anything like that because I REALLY DO NOT CARE IN THE SLIGHTEST. i care about the art

because of this, my relationship with my GIANT TRADITIONAL PUBLISHING MACHINE is great. we trot like equals and we get along really well. i tell them exactly what i want to do and they let me do it. i really do not have to answer to anyone and they deserve a huge amount of credit for respecting me in this way.

and heres the thing, THEY ALSO HAVE SOME GREAT IDEAS

SPECIFICALLY my imprint of NIGHTFIRE is very dang cool. yes, they are the head of a giant hydra of a BIG FIVE PUBLISHER, but nightfire is SO DANG ART-FOCUSED

there is no right or wrong way to be an artist, and my path is not the only one, but i can tell you what WORKS FOR ME. this is the advice i would give myself, and buckaroos can take it or leave it

here it is: never beg the big book publisher, or record label, or movie studio to pay attention to you

do not let it become a lotto ticket in your brain. do not think that you are some weak little creature and maybe if you trot just right they will scoop you up and take care of you. do not go to their door begging to be let in

LET THEM COME TO YOUR DOOR

create something so incredible and beautiful and honest and powerful and unique and important that they would be foolish to miss out. create a community or a system or a timeline or a world of imagination that thrives on its own and THEY SHOULD BE SO LUCKY TO BE A PART OF IT

then when you sit down at that board meeting it is not 'please brand me, ill do whatever you want'. instead, it is 'lets make a deal and see how much love we can prove together.'

now lets trot buckaroos

#buckaroo lifestyle #chuck tingle #tingleverse

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silksongeveryday · 3 months

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Drawing Hornet everyday until Silksong comes out - Day 365!

1 year! One whole year of daily doodles!!

Honestly?? Idk how to feel, so much has happened since I first started this blog.

I guess I’ll just write what I’m thinking right now??

(Everything under the cut, this thing is longer than I expected)

A lot of this text probably isn’t going to make sense. I’m writing this at 1 am. If there’s any mistakes or errors that’s why. I’ll fix them in the morning maybe.

So like. This whole thing kinda started as a joke, I wasn’t intending to actually draw for a year straight lmao. Like I even used a completely different art style from my regular one that was simple, quick and intentionally dumb. Not that I’m upset by it, I’m actually quite proud of myself that I managed to stick to something for an entire year. That’s pretty unusual for me believe it or not. My original intention was to stop at maybe 20 days because I really wasn’t expecting for this blog to get as much love as it did.

So, from the bottom of my heart, thank you so so much to everyone who has followed and supported this silly little idea I had, you guys are the biggest reason my experience has been so positive and worth it. (Sure it’s not original but I hope it’s at least been interesting!)

I’ve said this a few times now but I’ve mentioned wanting to take a break. I’ll admit that even though it’s been fun it’s still pretty tiring to keep up with this blog sometimes since some recent life events have made it so hard. After some thought, I’ve decided that I’ll likely take a break sometime in the coming months. Maybe toward day 400 or so. As of right now, things are at a lull so I’ve been okay enough mentally and physically to keep up this daily streak I think. Though this could change in an instant for whatever reason.

Overall I think my burnout has kind of gone away I think?? Or at least I’ve been reinvigorated recently after replaying a few runs of hk randomizer and steel soul. No promises it’ll stay away but I silly expect it to come in waves.

Ok but call me crazy or delusional or whatever, but my hopes are up that Silksong will release this year. (which means slowing down/not doing daily doodles yay) I genuinely believe big news is coming since I’ve been getting a lot of dreams lately about something happening with Silksong in March. Idk, I could be wrong but after doing this for a year I’m literally clinging onto anything right now lol

I’d obviously still make the occasional doodle or two when HKSS releases but not daily. This stuff is tough to keep up sometimes, I would never do daily posts like this again once it’s over

Oh yeah also I have an actual big drawing I’m still working on, expect that in sometime in the next few weeks I think!

Anyway, I can’t think of anything else to say right now so I guess that’s it for now!

Thanks so much and here’s to more doodles!

#silksongeveryday #ssed #hollow knight #silksong #hk hornet #hollow knight hornet #silksong hornet #hollow knight fanart #hk fanart

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kozachenko · 2 months

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I FIGURED OUT A WAY TO FUCKING MAKE THE IMAGE SMALLER FOR POSTING ON TUMBLR WITHOUT SACRIFICING THE ACTUAL QUALITY OF THE IMAGE OH MY GOD

Ok so, what I did is go into the clip studio paint file, make a new file, copy and paste the group in the original file, merge everything, get rid of the extra stuff outside of the canvas, and then make the flattened image smaller and crop the canvas. Once you have that, export it and you're done. This helps maintain the actual quality of the image and also helps shrink the file size down to something actually postable (if anyone has a better way of doing this please tell me)

[Edit]: Ok I guess posting something to Tumblr just naturally compresses the image a bit more somehow because I'm looking at it now and zooming in too much makes it a bit blurry so I'm still gonna have to futz around with image quality for future pieces oof

Artist's Note:

I'm so glad I figured out a way to do this because I like working on a big canvas so I can get as much detail in as I possibly can. Only problems are how laggy it gets while drawing lol.

I had an idea for a drawing with Reimu and Zanmu because I really like thinking about their potential dynamic a lot. I also wanted an excuse to draw Zanmu again but in my normal rendering style because last time I drew her she was in my more sketchy style with generally flat colours so I wanted to draw her again. Speaking of, looking at the sketch for this is a jumpscare that I never enjoy seeing, like, man am I glad I didn't use those for my final piece.

Also about her spear. I was originally gonna make it like the ones she had in game, but it kinda threw off the whole piece. It was too big, too blue, and too flat, so I just went "fuck it" and gave her a different one instead. My headcanon justifying this is that the ones she uses in game are for danmaku battles whereas in any other fight she just uses a proper yari, or she still uses the yari and just makes it all glowy to power it up, maybe both lol. I pulled as much inspiration as I could from Sengoku era spears, and even put in some blue into the decorative part of the spear and also added a little skull to pay tribute to the original spear. Also, in my research I saw some art of izanami and izanagi making japan and saw that the yari izanagi has had a little decorative tassley thingy on it so I took some inspo from that and just made it one of Zanmu's tassles (Idk when that art was from or if the spear was still accurate to Sengoku period Japan but hey, probably the same reasons Eirin puts little bow ties on her arrows, it's just for personalization purposes).

I love rendering hair and clothes so much omg, while I like the super curly hair Zanmu, the longer, wavier hair suits her better for this drawing (I imagine it only does that like how Ghibli characters hair moves when they feel angry lol). I love making Zanmu's hair all messy and crazy, as well as giving her grey hairs, this woman has aged like a fine wine. Also, if the hem on the ends of her sleeves, top of her shirt, and her pants look like gold to you, that's because it is! It's fairly light so she's not collapsing under the weight, but it's gold! (I don't care how impractical it is, it's just cool). Not the undershirt though, it's made of a gold fabric. I had a cute idea with Reimu's hair to make it have a red shine to it. I also changed up Reimu's outfit so it isn't just a blob of red. I like it a lot when Reimu's skirt and outfit is segmented into different layers, so I wanted to incorporate that.

I tried to draw their hands differently as well, but IDK how noticeable that is. Also, I am super happy with how the side profiles for the two of them turned out, I used to struggle a lot with how to make the side profile of a character actually look like the character, so I'm really happy that they actually look like themselves.

Also added in the tree and rocks in the background as an homage to Zanmu's character art in Touhou 19, just because I was getting kinda stumped on what to do with the background lol.

In terms of a story idea with Reimu and Zanmu, idk why but the potential plotline of Zanmu wanting to ascend to godhood is so fascinating to me. Like, it is very possible that if she just convinced everyone she was a god (which would be very easy for her to do), she would become one in a heartbeat. Also, if she were to become a god, with her ability to return stuff to nothing, could she hypothetically get similar abilities to (Jojo Part 5 spoiler btw) GER? Like, idk about the death timeloop stuff, but the concept has been haunting me every night as I have been trying to find loopholes in GER's ability for a while now ( for no reason in particular). Back to the main topic, I imagine that she would probably tell Reimu that if she were to become a god she would take over the Hakurei shrine since the god there might as well be dead, and Reimu just says to her, "Over my dead body bitch." Like, I have no idea how to summarize their dynamic but like, it's the type of hero-villain dynamic where the phrase "We're not so different, you and I" would definitely be a phrase said during a fight. I think that if another IN style game were to release, Reimu and Zanmu would be in a team together. They could also have an interesting mentor and pupil kind of dynamic. Can you tell that Zanmu has been charging my mind rent these part few months? Like, instead of living in my head rent free, she kinda just uno reversed the whole situation and now she's the one charging me rent. What happens if I get evicted from my own brain? Actually, scratch that, I don't think I wanna know.

#touhou project #art #fanart #touhou fanart #touhou 19 #touhou #東方project #zanmu nippaku #unfinished dream of all living ghost #reimu hakurei #東方

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peceraynadamas · 1 month

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Nobody:

Me after finding fallenwings: I have the perfect mitski song for this

Genuinely had the shittiest week ever, but there's no going mad after discovering this bad boy. The concept of Vaggie and Lute being bitter, toxic yuri exes is too irresistible. I am not really a fan fiction person, but I read a fic earlier, it changed my life, so gonna make a bunch of stuff for them now. I just have so many thoughts about them and their parallels.

Like if they were exes, that means they were domestic once, right? (privately perhaps bc of Lute's homophobic ass lmao). But what if Lute took Vaggie on many dates to dance and spar together or Vaggie showed her how to make pupusas and laughed when she realized Lute wasn't paying attention at all, too busy watching her in her element.

A relationship born from rivalry to friendship and beyond, all that love, and they'll never belong in each other's arms ever again.

The angst is very nice.

Aside from my blabbing, trying out something different with my art style. Drawing necks after not drawing them for so long is weird, I can't say I know how to feel about it yet.

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mrghostrat · 1 month

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hey happy trans day of visibility. i'll get visible why not

i'm nonbinary, specifically genderfluid. i identify with this label because idk, even though i look back at my childhood and spot signs of dysphoria and gender fuckery, i don't feel like i was ever masquerading as something i wasn't. i'm just different now. and i may be different again in the future. i was a little girl then, and i'm a little bilv now.

i'm AFAB and just passed my 2 year T anniversary. i'm loving it, and just like putting together a pinterest board of hair and fashion styles to figure out how i wanted to present my truest self, starting T to change my voice and body and facial hair was just another step in that. i love how i look now and love all the changes T has brought me.

at this point i plan to remain on T indefinitely, but knowing a friend who took T for four years then stopped because she got to where she wanted to be, i feel safe and comfortable enough to stop if i ever change my mind. this is why visibility is important 💕

i don't plan on having any surgery at this point. i thought about top surgery for a while, but considering my fluidity and how much i've enjoyed tits in the past, i think i want to keep them in case i ever want to focus on them again in the future. this is the only thing i "struggle" with; how much i would like to have a flat flat chest right now, but know i may not want that in future, and surgery is so definite. thankfully i'm happy with binders and am small enough to live in a comfy middle ground.

i'm so grateful for all the trans art in the good omens fandom, especially @chernozemm's explicit illustrations that highlight how fun and sexy tcocks are. i did look into phalloplasties and matoidioplasties once before, but never felt as strongly about it either way, which didn't seem like a good basis for such an intensive surgery. now i'm less ambivalent about my genitals and actively love them

(i also suffered from vaginismus my entire life, until about 2 or 3 years ago when i started engaging with more nsfw content and must have just? exposure therapy'd myself out of it?? it feels like i didn't do anything at all and it just went away on its own, which made me personify my vag a bit, bc i'm so fucking proud of her. now we're finally getting along, i'm taking her to my grave)

keep drawing, keep writing, keep sharing. every little thing you put out there helps people like me love ourselves more, and hearing other trans stories only helps solidify how real and genuine we are for feeling the way we do about ourselves. happy tdov

#ghost scribbles #tdov #trans day of visibility

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beatcroc · 3 months

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a year!!! as of today i have now been drawing these funny little pizza freaks, to the exclusion of almost everything else, for!!! an entire year!!! i wanted to do a nice group shot/lineup of everybody to compare to when i first started trying to draw them because oh boy were they bad. i never even posted most of them anywhere because they were so bad. but im posting them here, now, to see how everything's changed/evolved.

this is probably the hardest time i've ever had trying to figure out how to work with a style, but we got there eventually; i'm pretty happy with the handle i've got on everybody now...dont let ur memes be dreams. lots of unimportant journaling and idle thoughts abt it below.

older pics

the first one is the VERY first time i drew them, before i thought i was going to actually have any interest in drawing them [lmao]; it was just the one isolated image, for my friendserver, to illustrate the funney message, so there was no attempt to make it Good or actually understand anything going on w/ the designs or style.

second is the original run of practices sketches to start trying to figure them out for real; done after i started having ideas for the comics and such and realized oh god maybe i am actually gonna draw fanart for this. [again, lol, and lmao.]

third one is the first pt art thing i posted on here. there were a couple weeks of sprite studies between this one and the previous image. the one on the top right wasn't part of that post i just threw it on as space filler; i'd intended to shift to doing Sprite Redraws But Stylized to explore tings more, but that was the only one i did. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

individual characters

peppino: by far the hardest dear god. bro what ARE your shapes how DOES your face work. jesus christ. everything i have trouble with this style for, peppino has it in excess. i draw in polygons! i need consistency! and that is the last thing this kind of style is concerned with. they are made of squarshy clay and i do not understand how to mold them. i was really hoping trying to learn this game's style would GIVE me that kind of flexibility for fun exaggerated facial expression but i don't think much came of it in the end 😔. anyway on the bright side all this means once i got peppino figured out a little bit everybody else clicked way easier.

fake peppino: honestly i never did anything with him on purpose except for how his eyes work + the perma-smile thing. i figured ok hes supposed to look weird and off model so whatever happens with him happens. and it did. and it kept happening. it is still, in fact, happening.

noise/ette: somehow, for every bit that peppino was the least natural thing i've ever tried, these two worked pretty much right off the bat. i still don't understand it, seeing as pretty much all the things at play for peppino are also at work for them. i think the new sketches are actually a little worse than older ones but not enough that i care.

gustavo: really funny bc i drew him on model twice and just went 'okay, cool nice, easy, um. he doesn't have any fucking legs?' fortunately he was the only one i had a strong idea for how to stylize him [square] and it worked exactly as i was hoping so wahoo.

brick: is an animal and therefore 5000x easier and more natural for me to draw/stylize than anything else in the cast. that is Just a rat bro. i can draw a rat.

gerome: i think the funniest one here. the most drastic and least necessary change imo. i was gonna have him be really small at first, like smaller than the noises, but then i just... didn't. he's just peppino-sized now. also i gave him like. actual human facial structure, which is funny bc in most cases i'd do anything to avoid, but it works well for his being A Rock to give him some angles and definition like that+ to differentiate his vibe from the rest of the cast who are all very squishy. also since he is essentially Just A Head it's good to emphasize that too ig.

john: i only drew john a couple times but he gets to be here because i like him. and because most of the stuff i applied to gerome was readily applicable to john, though i did try to keep him a little more uncanny because he is a Huge And Lanky Freak. i hate that he is barefoot btw but idk how to make his color balance look right with shoes.

pizzahead: i did not want to put him on here honestly but i Have drawn him a handful of times and more importantly i didn't know what i was gonna do with john's pose if i didn't have him there to be glared at. the only thing that's different with him is giving him wider-bottomed pants, which i got from when i tried to draw these guys in clone high style [i never posted that one either][i will eventually]

snick: he gets to be here because 1. he's like 6 lines 2. i like him and 3. ive scribbled him a few times offhand and it went pretty well

misc

there are some guys missing because those are guys i didn't draw enough [or at all] to have gotten comfortable with them. sorry

i would have Liked to shade these but for the time being i have accepted that my grasp of light/shadow has decayed to the point im not going to be happy with anything i try there, so For Now i am working on my presentation with flats i guess. gerome has a shadow only because he's shaded like that ingame and looks naked without it

anyway if you are still reading [hi?] i get to shamelessly plug now. i'm over the hill of my pizza run now, and while i still have plenty of things i want to make here, most of the bigger more in-depth ones have passed. pizza tower was the first thing in THREE YEARS to get me out of my oc groove to doing fanart, and once i am done with my ideas here i will be going right back to it. if you like my art or how i write characters/interactions you should check out my oc/webcomic blog @jamverse . i can't promise people who like pizza stuff will be terribly into my designs, but i can guarantee i treat my guys with the exact same sort of tone i handle the pt guys with. and hell, i've mentioned it a few times before, but like 70% of my characterization for fake pep is just copied off one of my characters, so if u are going to miss him... he will still be there in spirit >;p

and if you dont care about any of that and are still reading thank you anyway. actually making these comics + seeing how shockingly well-received they've been has done a lot for my confidence, and for seeing that my kind of stuff IS something people enjoy :')

#pizza tower #peppino spaghetti #fake peppino #gustavo and brick #the noise #noisette #pizzahead #arting #pizzaposting

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nanawritesit · 5 months

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Obey Me! Dateables: How They Would React to Walking in on You Changing (NSFW/ 18+/ MDNI) 🔞

A/N: This was requested by @morningsstaravatar on the ver. with the brothers 🥰 I’ll just let you know as a warning that this is waaaaayyyy spicier than the previous one, mostly bc my writing style and skills have developed immensely since then 😂 but I still hope you enjoy! :)

Characters: Diavolo, Babatos, Simeon, and Solomon

TW: some horny ass demons, making out, groping, mentions of partial nudity, suggestive remarks, alluding to sex, corruption motif with Simeon, use of “sir” and mentor/apprentice dynamic with Solomon, mild cursing

Diavolo:

It was late at night, and another one of Diavolo’s famous birthday celebration balls were winding down to an end. You yawned as you walked on over to the exit to follow the brothers out to the House of Lamentation.

“Hold on just a moment, everyone…” Diavolo said, rushing over to your group. “It’s so late already, why don’t you all just stay here for the night? We have plenty of guest rooms.”

Lucifer chuckled. “Well, we certainly can’t turn down an invitation from the Demon Lord, can we?”

You all nodded and laughed in agreement, allowing him to lead you upstairs and show you to each your rooms. You were one of the first ones given a bedroom, so you explored the room a bit before settling in. You began removing your gown/ suit, allowing it to slide down your body, when your door swung open.

“MC, I brought you some extra blankets for- oh my goodness!” Diavolo cut himself off as the door swung shut behind him, dropping the blankets on the floor in front of him. He immediately covered his eyes with his hands. “Ah, I apologize! That was quite rude of me to enter without permission!”

Your eyes widened at the sudden intrusion, and you immediately grabbed your clothes to cover yourself back up. “Lord Diavolo!”

“I should just go…” he nodded to himself, turning around to exit your room. However as he turned the door handle, he realized it was stuck, and that the door would not open.

“Well um… this is really awkward, but I’m pretty sure we’re both locked in this room for the night.” he told you, squinting his eyes in embarrassment.

You rushed over to him, clutching your clothes to your chest with one hand and jiggling the handle with the other. You sighed, then began laughing at how ridiculous the situation was.

“Oh, of course this would happen to me…” you chuckled, shaking your head. Once your laughter had died down, you looked back over to Diavolo, who was still facing the door as to avoid looking at you. You tapped on his shoulder, causing him to turn around. “It’s alright, everything’s already out in the open.”

“I really am truly sorry.” he exhaled, chuckling slightly as well. He ran a hand through his hair to steady himself before making eye contact with you once more. He took in the sight of you for a moment, looking as if he was thinking something over in his head. “Forgive me for saying so, but… you really are beautiful, MC.”

You blushed at his compliment and the feeling of his eyes on you once again. “Thank you, my Lord… hearing that from you makes my heart soar.”

He walked over to you, half nervous and half confident but fully committed to his plan of action, and took your face in his hands, examining your face as if it were a work of art. “I don’t think I can restrain myself anymore. May I kiss you?”

Your heart stopped. You had dreamed of this moment for so long, and now that it was actually happening, your body wasn’t quite sure how to react. All you could manage was a clunky nod, but it was all the confirmation he needed. His lips were on yours in an instant, soft and delicate at first, but gaining intensity and passion as time went on.

You needed him closer, to feel more of him. You lost all reserve as his tongue slipped into your mouth and brought your arms up to his chest, running your hands along it to feel his strong muscles and the pounding of his heart. No longer being held to your chest, the rest of your outfit slid down your body once more, leaving you half naked in his arms.

“Can I…?” he huffed, pulling away quickly with his forehead still pressed against yours. His hand was hovering over your waist. You nodded frantically, desperately shoving your lips back against his to continue the kiss. His hands began roaming your body with your permission, until he leaned down to tap the back of your knee, signaling you to jump up in his arms. You did as instructed, and he carried you over to the bed, setting you down and crawling overtop of you. Only then did he break the kiss to look you in the eyes. “I’d like to make you mine tonight. Is that alright with you?”

Barbatos:

Barbatos was on yet another top secret mission to thwart an assassination attempt on Lord Diavolo. He had just taken care of the assailant, and was on his way back to the Demon Lord’s castle, when he sensed he was being followed. Not wanting to lead the culprit directly into the castle behind him, he decided to take a detour until he could lose them, ending up at the House of Lamentation.

Entering the hall and locking the door behind him, he crept up the stairs and walked into the only room with the light still on in the middle of the night: yours.

You were getting ready for bed, undressing in front of your bed, when he entered your room, startling you. “Barb-“ he cut you off by placing a hand over your mouth and lifting a finger to his lips, signaling for you to be quiet. He crept over to your window and glanced all around the outside of the building until he was sure he was safe.

“What a relief, perhaps it was just my paranoia gettting the best of me…” he sighed, gasping for air as if he had been holding his breath. He turned to face you, eyes widening as he took in the sight before him. “Oh, MC, I… I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you were….”

You giggled at his stuttering, relaxing slightly. “It’s okay, Barbatos. I’d just like a little warning next time you’re planning on coming over.” You walked back over to your bed to finish putting on your sleep clothes, seemingly unaffected by his presence.

“You mean… I’m invited to your room in the future?” he asked, a sudden mischievous grin curling up his lips.

You glanced back over at him, nodding cutely. “Anytime you want. Especially at this hour.”

His eyes raked over your indecent body, more intently this time, then he began taking slow strides over to you. “Are you suggesting the two of us begin an affair? Because, I certainly wouldn’t be opposed.”

“Honestly Barbatos, I thought you would’ve caught on by now.” you rolled your eyes playfully, turning to face him completely. “Why do you think I’m always over at the castle asking for cooking advice, or borrowing books, or offering to help with your chores? It’s because I’m attracted to you.”

A pleased expression was evident on his face as he reached forward to place his hands on your hips, pulling you towards him. “I assumed I was only a side character in your romance story. However, I would be happy to service you as a lover…”

You smiled cheekily, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Nothing would pleasure me more.”

He brought a finger under your chin, tilting your head up towards him to examine your features more closely. His eyes then clamped back onto yours with a sudden intensity. “I hope you know what you’re getting into, MC. I don’t take any job lightly, let alone a relationship with you.”

“That’s a promise I’ll see that you keep.” you smirked, fluttering your eyelashes at him.

He grinned, then leaned down to kiss you, one hand cupping your face and the other snaking up your body to feel your exposed chest. You shifted in his hold as if to grant him permission, your own hands moving up into his hair to grip and tug at it lightly. He pulled back breathlessly to gaze into your eyes once more. “I’m looking forward to devouring you my dear. Is that your wish?”

Simeon:

You were staying over at Purgatory Hall for a sleepover with Simeon, Luke, and Solomon. Luke and Solomon had gone to bed long ago, no doubt fast asleep in their own bedrooms. You and Simeon were sitting on the couch drinking tea, lost in a spirited conversation with each other.

“Oh my, it’s quite late...” he exclaimed as he glanced at the clock. “We really should be getting to bed.”

“Yeah, I suppose we should.” you agreed, moving to get up. You reached for the tea set, to which Simeon gently held your wrist.

“It’s alright, I’ll clean up. You’re a guest here.” he smiled warmly.

You nodded appreciatively. “Goodnight Simeon.”

“Goodnight MC.”

You made your way back to your guest room, blushing slightly as you thought about how he had touched you, then began undressing to change into your pajamas.

“MC, you forgot your-“ you snapped around to see Simeon entering your bedroom, freezing in place as he realized what he had just walked in on.

You clutched your shirt to your bare chest, an amused smile making its way onto your face. “Well don’t stare dear, it’s rude.”

It was as if the sound of your voice snapped him out of a trance, and his face immediately flushed a deep shade of crimson. He squinted his eyes shut and turned towards the door. “I am so sorry. I really should have knocked, knowing you’d be getting ready for bed. I mean, not that I’m complaining, but… Oh goodness, I can’t believe I just said that! I…”

You chuckled, tossing your shirt to the side and tiptoeing over to him. The knowledge of him being pleased at the sight of you gave you all the confidence you needed to make your next move. You wrapped your arms around his waist from behind, pressing your chest to his back and resting your head on his shoulder. You felt his breath hitch in his throat at the feeling of your bare form against his back, all of his muscles going rigid.

“You’re more than welcome to look, Simeon.” you practically purred into his ear.

He exhaled slowly as if gathering his self control. “I-I don’t think that would be a very angelic thing to do…”

You sniggered, tightening your grip on his waist and pressing yourself even further into him. “You mean you don’t want to?”

He swallowed hard, shaking his head. “Oh trust me, I do. I really do, but…”

“Simeon… why don’t you just give in?” you pleaded, turning him around in your arms. He showed no sign of reluctance and simply let himself be guided by your actions. “Open your eyes, dear.”

He did as you instructed, although slowly. As soon as he could register the sight of you topless in front of him, he lost all reserve.

“Oh wow…” he breathed, hands coming up to your waist almost instinctively. “MC, you’re breathtaking.”

You smiled at his affections. “Thank you, so are you…” You brought your arms up around his neck. “You can touch me, I don’t mind.”

He gulped, slowly bringing his shaking hands to your chest. Finally, they began roaming across it, groping slightly. He then brought his eyes back up to yours. “This might be a dense question to ask at this point, but… may I kiss you?”

You grinned, nodding up at him. Slowly, be titled his head to the side and leaned down, until his lips were just ghosting yours. You sensed his hesitation, and impatiently stood on your tiptoes to close the distance between the two of you. He held his breath in shock, but quickly relaxed, bringing a hand up to your cheek and tightening his grip on your chest. His tongue slipped into your mouth, exploring it until he was out of breath and pulling away from you reluctantly.

“MC… would you mind staying up with me a bit longer? I have a few more things I’d like to try…”

Solomon:

You were up in your bedroom practicing some spells after school. The cauldron was smoking hot, since you were having more trouble than you thought you would, and after a while you decided to shed your uniform jacket and shirt, leaving you in just your skirt/pants and tights/socks. Just as you began tying your hair back, your door clicked open, and in walked Solomon.

His eyes widened for maybe half a second, then a sly grin crept its way onto his face. He shut the door behind him and clicked the lock shut.

“Well well well, what do we have here?” he asked, walking over to you. “Is my sexy little student practicing their seduction spells for me?”

“Don’t flatter yourself.” you scoffed, obvisouly not phased by his attempts to fluster you. “It’s for my hexing class. These potions just get so damn hot sometimes.”

“Well, we could always hop in the shower and cool off.” he suggested with a smirk, leaning against the table next to you.

You rolled your eyes. “Listen, either help me with this, or get out. My test is tomorrow.”

He glanced momentarily at your textbook, then swiftly grabbed a couple ingredients from your altar. He mixed them into your cauldron, causing a red cloud of smoke to slowly dissipate and reveal a calm, glittering potion.

You shook your head in amazement, fighting the relieved grin that threatened to appear on your expression. “You’re ridiculous…”

“No, I’m the best mentor you’ve ever had.” he grinned cockily. “Now, are you going to be a good little apprentice and express your thanks?”

You sighed, thinking to yourself for a moment. You realized then that the only way to put him in his place was to match his energy. You smirked to yourself, then walked up to him and wrapped your arms around his neck. You looked up at him with huge doe eyes, pouting your lip slightly.

“Thank you so much for helping me, sir. I’m so glad you walked in on me so clearly in need.” you beamed cheekily.

He was indeed caught off guard, cheeks heating up immensely at your suggestiveness. He slowly put his hands on your waist, shifting slightly in your hold. “Damn, are you sure this wasn’t a seduction potion?”

You shook your head, smile still wide on your face. “Nope. Although you walking in on me half naked like this isn’t exactly helping my case.”

He scoffed, slowly catching on to your plan to fluster him. “You are such a little tease, you know that?”

You shrugged, not breaking eye contact for a second. “What are you going to do about it, sir?”

He breathed out a shaky exhale, shaking his head at you. “Oh, have I got a few things in mind for you…” He then leaned down to capture your lips in a heated kiss, pressing his body flush against yours. You kissed each other roughly, hands roaming all over each others bodies until he caught your bottom lip between his teeth, biting it just enough to make you wince before releasing it and pulling away to meet your eyes. “Now, on your knees like a good little apprentice.”

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