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#thank you anon for the nice ask :)
ryllen · 3 months
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Hi! I hope that you are doing well🥰💗💕 I really adore your art!! Your Yuu really wins me over to the very heart!💘💘💘
I wear lightning-shaped earrings and they really remind me of Sebek!⚡ I would like your girl to put them on and draw this🥺💓
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But I also really love her black earrings that she wears when she's a teenager and green ones when she's an adult! It's really cute💕💕
And! I would be interested to know if Sebek notices when Yuu puts on other earrings or doesn't wear them at all if she doesn't want to?👉👈💗
Have a nice day!🥰❣️❣️❣️
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decide ur ending, which feels more in character
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somerandomdudelmao · 8 months
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this is so bad that people are asking you when your comic updates are so they can sleep.
Yall really SHOULDN'T do that, its messed up, im just speaking from my standpoint but hearing stuff like that i wouldn't even Want to update anymore or announce wips or anything with all this "when is it coming out? can i sleep? can i do this? is it coming out soon?" i mean asking for WIPS of the comic seems fine but asking when its coming out bc its affecting you is wild. and not good. imagine what type of stress that is on a person to know that people arent taking care of themselves until the comic comes out.
idk it feels like some of yall dont know how to act. this comic is a passion project if anything. it just seems. so unhealthy and offputting to deal with this from an audience. idk.
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takami-takami · 1 year
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more on sexually repressed Keigo: he doesn't want to scare off his crush with his sex drive so every date is like edging himself almost?? it's so good but so painful and whenever they kiss him they press into him just hard enough he makes a strangled moan/ chirping noise in the back of his throat. yeahhhhhh
🪷 anon
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Oh my God, those little makeout sessions at the end of your dates have simultaneously become the highlight of his week and the bane of his existence.
You're his first real crush, he thinks, and that brings with it a myriad of... disorienting feelings that go past just butterflies and innocent longing.
Keigo has a commendable will and ability to conceal his newly found desires; but oh my fucking god he wishes he didn't have to. He knows you want him, too. When he presses himself against you, feathers pick up on that pounding heartbeat not from your chest, but from between your thighs.
It makes him throb in more ways than one, too.
He swats the thoughts away, shooing them off like a dog at the foot of a table. He'll be damned if he doesn't do romance right by you. Oh, you'd think he's such a freak if you knew, he's convinced.
He can't have you thinking that; so with a huff, he squeezes your hand before dropping you off at your front door yet again. The fingers on his right hand twitch when you blow him a kiss. He buries them in his pocket, turning away with a wave on his left before he takes flight, all to go home and fuck that same fist raw for another agonizing night alone.
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blindmagdalena · 4 months
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I had a really fluffy homie thought; basically cuddling on the couch under a fluffy throw blanket and watching cartoons like Rick and Morty or Bob’s Burgers. It’s probably totally ooc for HL but the holidays are always a little rough for me and this made me feel all fluffy and warm 😂
Homelander really doesn't care what goes on the TV. That's not why he pushes you down onto the couch or why he's nuzzling into the crook of your neck, snaking his arms around your waist.
The TV being on is more incidental than anything else; maybe it's for you, something to keep you distracted and still while he indulges in being more vulnerable than he usually cares to show.
Either way, he never pays much attention to it.
He's far more focused on the slightly alien feel of his bare fingers brushing the nape of your neck. He normally keeps himself so removed from the world, sensation muffled by the soft leather of his gloves.
He doesn't need the suit here. He doesn't need the world to be deafened or muted. With you, he can be raw. Exposed. Content.
This way, he can clearly feel the beat of your heart against his chest without thick padding dampening it. He wonders if you can feel the steady, strong thump of his. He listens to your lungs fill and empty, the breath from your lips ghosting over his temple and rolling goosebumps down his spine.
He can feel your mortality in every bit of you. Your whole existence can be broken down into such simple, primitive mechanisms, and yet the sum of you is something magic.
There is no frailty in the way you hold him, no uncertainty. You don't hesitate. You love him. More than that, you make it seem so easy. He can't understand why so many have failed to give what you have in spades.
He's not cold, but it's sweet that you pull the throw blanket off the back of the couch and drape it over your entangled bodies. Your fingertips brush his jaw as you tuck it in around his neck. He smiles against the skin just below your ear and kisses it appreciatively.
You card your fingers through his hair, gently separating any gelled pieces that might tug. You don't have to, but it's sweet that you do.
It's sweet that you touch him like you could break him.
It's a difficult pill to swallow that in reality, you could. You could break him apart with the wrong words, the wrong look, the wrong rush of adrenaline. He would fall apart and tear the world down with him if you ever turned on him.
His grip tightens just enough to hitch the flow of your breaths.
"You okay?" You ask, hand pausing to cup the back of his head.
There it is. Your frailty. It would take so little to break your spine, and yet the echoes of that crack would haunt him for the rest of his life. The circle of your arms is a glass house, a precarious invitation for tragedy.
Sickening that the thought of tragedy still frightens him when it's all he's ever known. That fear sits inside him like an ugly, festering wound. The rot of it spills into all aspects of him—paranoia, anger, possessiveness, he feels it all with such burning fervor.
It's easier to simply call it love.
"Yeah," he says eventually, lifting his head to meet your gaze. You look concerned, so he kisses you. "M'great," he insists, shaping the words against your lips. "You make everything... great." He feels you smile at that.
"If you're sure," you say, pushing both hands through his hair. He can only imagine the shape of it after all the toying you've done with it. "You're squeezing awfully tight."
"Sorry," he says, not sounding very sorry. He won't tell you that he was testing the give of your body, sensing with his arms exactly what it would take for you to break apart within them. Not when he's so devastatingly content.
You brush his cheek with your knuckles. "It's okay. I don't mind."
"I might squeeze too tight," he says, leaning into your touch.
"You won't," you assure him.
"I have before," he counters.
You pause a moment. "You know better now."
"Sometimes." He says it like a confession. A dirty little secret for your ears alone that sometimes—only sometimes—he's not entirely sure he's doing the right thing.
The two of you sit in a poignant silence, the television paused on one of those Are you still watching? prompts.
"I'll tell you when it's too tight," you say, tipping his head back to meet your gaze. "And you'll listen to me."
He stares at you for awhile, gaze flitting slightly as he takes in the somber look of you. You've never been afraid of speaking up. Not even against him. He believes you.
And you'll listen to me.
An assertion he would balk at from anyone else. Instead, in your voice, from your soft lips, the thought soothes him.
"Yeah," he says, flexing his grip slightly. "Okay."
"Good. You can squeeze a little tighter," you say, settling your head back down against the couch.
He does. He closes his grip ever so slightly and buries his face into the crook of your neck, taking in a deep breath. A little tighter, and you squeeze his shoulder in warning. He lets out a breath and relaxes his hold on you with it, practically melting against you.
The two of you stay like that for a while, each of you testing the feel of the other. The slow tap of warm fingertips and freely exploring hands mapping out a lifetime of potential in the others body. He's gentle out of necessity, and you're gentle out of understanding.
Homelander hits play on the remote before he settles back down. He still doesn't care for watching, but it's a means of telling you without telling you that he's not ready for this moment to end.
Blessedly, you slip your fingers back into his hair, accepting the gesture for what it is.
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wrylu · 3 months
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oh oh art request: AroAce König
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your wish is my command
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buwheal · 4 days
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I'm sorry, Spamton. I know you won't believe me, but I'm sorry we hurt you.
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zootopiathingz · 23 days
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I realized that Charlastor has parallels with not only Lucilith, but also Stolitz.
In the case of Lucilith, Charlie is a (half) angelic being with big dreams who was not accepted by her people and Alastor is a human-turned-demon who broadcasted his powers through Hell to Garner respect and fear from the other demons.
While with Stolitz, Charlie has trouble managing her project and getting it to succeed and Alastor is this shady benefactor who has the power and means to help her in her endeavors for a price.
Not only that, all three of these ships are involved in going against the status quo or natural order of things by associating with someone lower than their station (Lucifer was an archangel/Lilith was a human, Stolas was an Ars Goetia/Blitzø was an imp and Charlie was a hellborn princess/Alastor was a sinner overlord) and are going through huge issues in regards to their relationships that they need to overcome (Lucifer and Lilith split, Stolas plans to break things up with Blitzø and Charlie is involved in untrustworthy deal with Alastor that may lead to betrayal).
Despite the fact Charlie and Alastor are never going to be canon, it is an amazing coincidence that they share parallels with two canon ships. Charlastor continues to surprise me with the amount of layers it has, it saddens me that so many dismiss their immense chemistry and despise us for loving such a beautiful ship.
Not a single goddamn lie was told here👏🏻‼️
Holy shit I never noticed how similar the dynamics are?? I did see a post once pointing out how Charlie and Al are similar to Luci and Lilith, but now that you mention the Stolitz similarities it does make a lot of sense!
Wow, Charlastor’s just over here being directly parallel to two of the most popular pairings in the Hellaverse and people are still going to act like it’s the worst ship to come out of the fandom?🤨 Yeah sure it is lol
Yes, I know. They’re not canon and they’re never going to be. But seriously, how can you blame me for imagining what could’ve been when the signs are all right there!😆
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dailyfigures · 2 days
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You should talk even more. Out of spite. But also you do seem fun to talk to
thank you for taking a pro-yapping stance anon. me and my uncontrollable urge to never shut up both appreciate it very much <3
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who are your 5 favourite blogs? (or 5 favourite people on tumblr)
oh my god only five ?? 😭 (i just wanna start by saying i love ALL my mutuals so so much and i am so thankful for ALL of you 🩷🩷) there are so many crazy talented people who i follow so please check out everyone on this list !!
@bossuets
@benoitblanc
@userastarion
@darlingboydiaz
@inourtownofhawkins
honorable mentions: @eddie-kaspjack @chronicowboy @danielsousa @keikomiura @leviiackrman @billhaders @hazardsoflove @zainmalik @miwtual @digenova @rey-finn @maygrantgf @luthientinuvielss @malkinse @nandermoenthusiast @lonelydncers @vinmauro @joekeerys @sunsetcurveauto @rii-chann @hyacinth--girl @daisyjohnsn @ncutii-gatwa @eohwyyn @waddinghamhannah @cardvngreenbriar @swkywalker @kahhorri @emmaswcns @redfive--standingby @allidoistry (if i have missed people, i am so sorry and just know ilysm !!!)
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somegrumpynerd · 18 days
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Poor angsty lil oreo 😟 maybe he could need a reboop of his installment... or preferably a nice comforting hug from New Rat friend?? UwU seriously, would be sooo cute omg! 2 cuties hugging it out is just soo awww~ pls?? ✨🥺🙏
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Well, the rat is me (hello!), so I guess I could give Cross a hug if he needs!
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But he should be warned, I am a bear hugger >:3c
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And while I'm here hugging skeletons, if I could be serious for just a second (because any longer and I'll die of sillyness deficiency)
This is the anniversary of a really sad day for me, and if I hadn't had undertale to be obsessed with and distract myself I can't imagine how much worse it would have been. So I just wanted to say thank you for letting me jump into the fandom and make stuff and have fun, it really means a lot <3
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delirisse-au · 7 months
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Hey, Narinder, do you have a favorite hobby? What's the most enjoyable about it in your opinion?
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⚠️ Violence under cut
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starflungwaddledee · 5 months
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I LOVE YOUR ART I LOVE YOUR WORLDBUILDING I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT WHAT YOU CREATE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA <3
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turnipoddity · 3 months
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going on anon to say this but your chainshipping art made me a. feel better about my body type as a chubby trans guy and b. realize i was bisexual so... thanks??????
this is so so amazing to hear!!! 😭❤️ i’m so glad my art could help you feel validated!! I’m also a chubby fellow hehe 🥰 the saw fandom has been so so fun to me bc all the variety of body types that are drawn!!! It’s a good practice to me as an artist too to try and draw variety of body types and faces ❤️🙏✨
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vaard · 5 months
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Hey I just wanted to let you know, I've followed you for years in and out of WoW myself, but I've just always loved your art regardless of the game. There's just something about it that I adore. I can't put my finger on it, but I just wanted you to know that you inspire me to be a better artist too, and especially I love your raw sketches. So much love friend!!
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Thank you so much, anon! This was really heartening to read after struggling so much with art the past few years due to very poor health. This is a wonderful pick-me-up, thank you!
I am back to WoW as of a few weeks ago after a very, very long hiatus and do have some sketches in the works. I hope to post them sometime soon in the next few weeks!
Thank you again, I really appreciate the kind words. They mean a lot to me, thank you.
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frogchiro · 2 years
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Thinking thoughts abt capitanos wifey who knows exactly what she does to childe. She keeps pushing his buttons just to see how long it'll take him to just jump her. All it takes is a well timed pet name, an innocent touch, or the tiniest bit of praise to get him all hard and horny :( Even though he can hardly hide his raging boner he tries anyway, not that it escapes her attention ofc, but he doesn't have to know that. Just capitanos lil wifey who sees exactly what she does to poor childe and hides it under a mask of perfect innocence <3
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HELLO BEE! long time no see ;; and you're back with some delicious hot things <3
i had actually hinted it in the last works about horny gross childe and i was really curious if anyone noticed it. also i'm very sorry but i might have written a bit too much of my housewifey fantasy into this </3
f!reader, tiny bit of smut but not really? just a few mentions and generally childe being horny, reader is heavily implied to be chubby
the thing is, since you're literally the definition of cute fluffy darling wifey among all these big strong men, a literal lamb among wolves, so people generally either dismiss you or overlook you. sure they respect you as the wife of the general of the snezhnayan army, one of the most terrifying men in the world but you're still viewed as a harmless little thing, too oblivious for her own good.
and well, they're not entirely wrong. sure you're no fighter, you have no combat training in any way; your darling husband promised you on your wedding night as you two lied panting and gasping for air that your soft hands would never have to touch the rough handle of a weapon as long as he was standing, as it was his duty to protect you from any harm.
and yet they all seemed to overlook the little vixen that you are, all seemingly innocent smiles and doe eyed looks; and to be perfectly honest you were all of that. you didn't have a single malicious bone in your body and couldn't bring yourself to cause harm to anything. you liked the domestic feeling of baking and cooking and taking care of the mansion with the help of multiple servants and helpers who became your friends after their initial fear of you dissolved.
unfortunately your loving husband still had his duties and had to attend to them, that led to weeks of being parted from you and out in either the battlefield or on various missions assigned from Her Majesty and in such a big house it could get very lonely, various domestic distractions could distract you only so much...
luckily there still was childe! the cheeky 11th fatui harbinger, your husband's coworker and a royal pain in the ass, capitano's words not yours.
ever since he quite accidentally got introduced to you during a grand ball in zapolyarny palace that you and your husband attended he became a sort of constant in your life and you being basically the same age, plus your fondness for him made it definitely easier for you two to get along very well!
you found the puppy love he had for capitano to be quite adorable, often teasing your husband about his little admirer which the big man shrugged off with a low growl and a shake of his head. but as you spend more and more time together you quickly realized that this puppy love for your husband also extended over to you, and it wasn't a pure puppy love either.
suddenly everything made sense and clicked right into place; all of the fond looks for you two, the red cheeks and constant need to be in your general vicinity now made sense, the lovely ginger was in love with you and your hubby<3
you never brought it up with capitano in fear of what he'd possibly do to ajax and you didn't want to jeopardize your friendship and possibly put him in harms way so you kept that little secret to yourself although you suspected that your man already at least had the general idea of what was going on; maybe he wasn't the most charismatic but he was a clever man.
and well, since capitano wasn't here and wouldn't be for another two weeks, no one said you couldn't have some fun right~? the cold snezhnayan days were so lonely and how could you refuse childe hospitality when he showed up with a grin, covered in snow.
you insisted that he stay for a few days mostly out of worry for the man; his lips already turning blueish from the freezing cold, but a little part of you screamed at you to put your 'knowledge' for a test~
and so you invited childe into your household and let your imagination run a little wild. walking around in those fur-lined robes, they were warm but enticing in a primal kind of way and you could see the ginger man gulp but continue to stare at you as you innocently smiled and poured him more tea, making sure your boobs were perfectly on display for him to see.
also you noticed that calling him various pet names seemed to do the trick too, 'good boy' being his favorite judging by the insistent tent in his pants that he thought you wouldn't notice; if he wore a particular pair of soft pants you swore you could see a tiny wet patch start to form but you shyly averted your gaze.
or your all-time favorite, the 'accidental' touches and brushing up against him as you oh so innocently had to walk past him in the kitchen and it just so happened that your breasts had to be squeezed against his own chest for a second or unfortunately having to slip in front of him to help him with kneading the dough for the cake he was helping you make and grinding your ass against his cock, the feeling of having such a big thing jump to attention just from you lightly grinding up against him giving you a ego boost, only to be amplified by the low growl in his throat and the clenched fists as childe barely contained himself from grabbing you by your full hips and and fucking you right then and there in your kitchen.
you might be all nice and smiles but that doesn't mean you were that oblivious and seeing the ginger be so desperate for you and your dear husband you were sure you were going to have so much fun together <3
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yuriyuruandyuraart · 5 months
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thinking of your nightmare but as lady dimitrescu...hehehe...
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this was supposed to be a quick doodle GHGJHG hope you like lady dimidnightscu<333
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