#<-theyre in the painting so it counts

[anxiously-awaiting]

I KNOW I'M STRUGGLING TO FIT THE ROLE AND I CAN STOMACH IT OR SO I'M TOLD

(more under cut)

this is the painting behind him undamaged <3 it's based on "ossian conjures up the spirits on the banks of the river lorca" by Karoly Kisfaludy

#my ocs #oisin #fanservant #fionn mac cumhaill #diarmuid ua duibhne #sadhbh #<-theyre in the painting so it counts #aaart #doggerland lostbelt #blood tw #doggerland oisin <333 gives me brain damageklfjds #he's separate from the like. chaldea baby lancer oisin this one is more like the Proper lancer oisin but with a twist <3 #i like him so so much please ask me about doggerland lostbelt for the love of god #he's soooo silly <3

[basslinegrave]

have to send 2 packages today and pick one up and then i wanna draw... the sooner i get that done the better but i have to wait a while now before i can go. but im also getting a headache oughhhh whys the weather like it is

#i was getting rly into the painting yesterday #and i cant wait to finish it #but i was doing it as like. cooldown after workin on the animatic cause that is just merging togethet for me #every frame looks the same and im getting the proportions all wrong so i had to do something else or else id explode #i got like 31 pages done and i counted 45 before but theres def not just 45 #now i have like 4 similar ones then 3 from a wider pov then at least 4 variants of one panel and then at least 3 more for part2 of that #and thats not even all theres a 3 frame part over some music and thats already over 45 and i havent even sketched out the actual final part #should have done it before this because now im just leaving it for the last but i dont know what to go for there. just gonna wing it #i could tie it to the previous chorus frames and make it similar or i could play with the variations from a couple lines back or work with #the 3 frame part which is gonna be in a different setting and stuff. nobody knows what im talking about and thats ok #i havent even listened to the song much now and i already had enough so when im gonna be editing it i will try to go strictly by timestamps #then have a couple final listens and then never touch it ever again #some frames i really like but the ones that are over the chorus i really dislike cause theyre closeups but not close enough like i wanted #hard to work with such simple characters on a bigger scale because theres no detail #also why i went with painting them. just under though i couldnt handle coloring over the lines even though it would help it greatly #whats blud waffling about #also ig its more of a storyboard animation but i just dont wanna call it either. i think animatic is an extremely broad term now #theres ones that are legit just storyboards and then theres ones that i wouldnt dare call animatic #like calling mona lisa a sketch. especially when its mostly animated #i cant do all that. mines gonna be just a powerpoint presentation #but its also not like a storyboard cause im fully painting the frames lol

[icewindandboringhorror]

more photo diary posts.. various life images...

#photo context/information described here in the tags since there are no longer photo captions #(from top left to right) Image 1: BIG matcha bubble tea milkshake thing I made lazily by just getting a thing of matcha #ice cream and blending it up then adding some of those bobas you make at home lol.. served in the weird giant wine glass looking thing I h #have. image 2: the moon and two stars (or planets)!! not a very good photo/barely visible but I'm suprised I was able to get anyting #at all. #image 3: one of my WiiFit game scores ghh. A PERFECT score in this game like the minimum you could possibly get though is 15 seconds so #16.9s is VERY close.. ! image 4: some of the eyes I've carved so far out of avocado pits! one of them I even embedded a gem into for #the pupil type part of the eye. I think this is my favorite thing to make so far in my experiments with avocado. I was thinking of making a #whole necklace of eyes or something. #image 5: NASTURTIUMS... MY children.. favorite flowere... #image 6&7 : some little flowers I found in someone's yard. I Just Think They're Neat #image 8: I don't even remember why I took a picture of this it's just at tiny turkey and cheese pinwheel type rolled sandwich thing #maybe because the plate is tiny?? not very notable but. I added it to the photoset when i drafted this a week ago so . keeping it #image 9: a smoothie thing of coconut ice cream and fresh strawberries with some boba #image 10: various sketches from my desk where I jsut draw absentmindedlty on the keyboard tray all the time #if I am allowed to have a white surface near me i WILL draw on it lol #photo diary #eyes tw #eye contact #idk what to tag the eyes as or if it counts since theyre not real it's just painted wood basically? let me know if it should be something #different or another tag

[weenhands]

im more aware about my behaviors/pattern of behaviors and i have clarity and understanding about them after realizing i was autistic but the trauma from middle school really makes me wish i took that awareness and hid every single special interest of mine

#even being rejected slightly. it makes me want to be 'normal' like i always desired deep down during that period #hide everything. hide how weird i am. mask. fit in. count how many words youre saying on your fingers and #make sure youre not talking too much #hide. dont overshare. learn how normal ppl fucking interact. something is wrong w u #and thats when i was 13 #i still have that in me but i dont act on those thoughts and that insecurity #but lots of things i cant do or wont get out of my head because i trained myself to be normal #and one of them is being open and honest about my struggles and wat im going thru #or wat i like. wat my opinions are. that need to tread carefully is still ingrained in me #no matter how hard i try to get it out #sometimes i just wanna hide that i love makeup and just. only wear it when im going out. by myself #i wanna never go in the makeup isle when im with my best friend and visually stim while just. admiring everything and looking at everything #i wanna hide it all. i wanna hide everything im into especially makeup #idk. i think i love makeup alot bc i sorta stopped drawing and makeup isnt really so much abt. looking pretty #or hiding my insecurities #its about just. having fun and like an art form to me. and theyre just fun and pretty to hold and look at. #and i love watching makeup routines and tutorials bc its fun watching ppl 'paint' #i just love the process. thats why i wear makeup even at home when i. have nothing to do. #but i wanna hide it 👍👍👍 #ur Average autistic woman guys! autistic about makeup but will Mask and hide it #vent

[david-box]

Successfully got offline today instead of just scrolling through Tumblr all day. I wasn't really as productive as I planned, but I still had fun and some things can wait :-)

USER WAS PLANNING NEW ART PROJECT WITH TWO TO FOUR TABS OF THE SAME PDF FILE OPEN ON DIFFERENT PAGES, A WORDPAD DOCUMENT OPEN AND PARTIALLY COLLAPSED, SEVERAL NEW CANVASES AND THE SNIPING TOOL USED

#me #text #meme #i made you a clean house but i hyperfixated it #(knitting project) #i used art priject to he general but im planning selbu mittens! :-) #i finally figured out i could just take an ms paint doc with the exact pixel length and width of the portion of knitting i need #and edit THAT instead of trying to use the full tool on a tortured grid i made online and screecapped #which is significantly easier now #plus i realized i dont *need* to have the two motifs plus the side panels be *exactly* the specific st counts they are #plus with two spots just for space #that was just the rule in the pattern im stealing. which im really not bc im just using the st counr and dimensions since i know #the gloves fit or at least the fingerless gloves do. theyll fit as mittens i think #theyre not really meant to be strethed like gloves #i think. #i actually havent worn mittens in a while #i did steal the knitting project tho #underwing mitts are very cool and mostlt easy to figure out from ravelry images and project notes that list stitch counts and such #i did fuck up the thumbs but they were my first so its gucci #oh i gotta get some yarn sometime and find a glove pattern that works #i dont think i can use this one for it circumference wise #hm #we'll see

[carmenpeach]

not sure if i posted this but this is my favorite drawing ive done of io and aurora. abandoned house, mattress directly on the floor, uncovered. my mental patient bioweapon girl laying there cause she doesnt sleep just "guess i do this for the next 6 to 8 hours. gayboy clinging onto me. bored as fuck right now wish i was killing people. sigh."

#besides my neopets theyre my favorite ocs. addicted to drawing them i think #oc #aurora #io #auroras she/ it swag shes my everything my mental patient normal girl and the fun guy that clings to her <3 #doodles #need to post more of my drawings of them #ive been drawing so much lately its insane #ive filled up 2 sketchbooks in the last like 5 weeks and im going through a 3rd one. not counting another sketchbook i use at home #and ive been painting a bunch and making fun ceramics and paper mache etc etc ^-^

[4filen0tfound4]

Tbh nobody draws bodies better than queer ppl. Always staring at their art like wow you really do love humans so much what the fuck you're so beautiful

#do NOT look @ my art here it doesnt count im drawing cartoons #but like. anatomy studies nude paintings genre subjects that truly emohasize the love only an artist can capture for certain beauty #and every stroke is filled with admiration as the painter makes an effort to add in every imperfection #white cishets dont really. do that. theyre so focused on potraying and idea a projection of what they believe should be #while others just make their best efforts to recapture the utter beauty of what they find. which is what makes them an artist!!! #HAHAAHHAAHA I LOVE ART SO MUCH YAAAAA #ty has something to say #this post was brought 2 u by me looking at various paintings of lesbian sex on google artn culture and crying bc of it

[pinknipszz]

heian era sukuna x reader →

(a/n: loosely inspired by that one jessica rabbit scene; this is also borderline uraume/reader bc theyre so cute ugh)

people don’t understand how you can love the king of curses. his figure was grotesque—beyond repulsive—with four heavy hands that could snap your limbs into two if he so pleased. they can’t get past the four eyes either, but you found them charming. how could you not when he looked at you so sweetly? 

“where is my husband?” you inquire for the nth time, your voice as sweet as molasses as you tug at the ends of uraume’s sleeves. the humble servant doesn’t answer immediately; they know not to, and you don’t mind. while you wait, you watch the passerines tease the fish in the pond from your spot on the engawa.

uraume dips their elegant fude into the shallow inkstone beside you. calligraphy and whatnot. “lord sukuna is tending to matters in the southern provinces,” they answer with the same amount of patience they had a few minutes ago, and an hour before, and another before that. they must be used to it now.

“do you think he misses me?” comes a light brush against their pale hand. uraume exhales through their nose at your question, but not from exasperation. never that. “yes,” they say with utmost sincerity, like it’s gospel truth, before painting one long, flourishing stroke. “very much so.”

content, you cease your ministrations and fall on your back, giggling at the way your hair splays beneath your head. “he loves me,” you coo and cup your sun-kissed cheeks. “my husband loves me, and i love him too.” you think the edge of their lips twitch up into the barest hint of a smile.

but it vanishes before you can get a proper glimpse. sighing, uraume gives you a knowing look from the corner of their eye as they dip their fude back into the inkstone. you turn to lay on your side and watch how it absorbs the ink. “the servants, though adequate, have been quite bothersome lately.”

they finish the kanji in several swift strokes. 麗. rei for beauty. uraume continues. “there’s ill speak of your relationship with lord sukuna.” you count the passerines, letting the unspoken question hang in the air. shall i do something about it? it’s uraume’s turn to wait patiently for an answer, an ultimatum.

but you don’t give one so easily, preoccupied with an image that resurfaces in your mind: a group of servants—fresh off the cut and eager-eyed—gossiping by the water well. you don’t think they saw you, unless they were stupider than you thought, but they were loud enough to hear.

uraume is watching you, properly now, as you blow a stray strand of hair from your face. when they lean in to gently tuck it behind your ear, persimmons and plums permeate your senses. “do not bother with them. they talk because they do not understand why i love him,” you decide with finality.

“and why do you love him?” there’s a hint of fondness in their voice, reserved for you.

you look up through your delicate lashes, smiling cheekily. “he makes me laugh.”

(masterlist) | (a/n: would yall hate me if I wrote uraume/reader's pls be honest)

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna ryomen #sukuna ryomen x reader #jjk sukuna #sukuna x you #uraume

[bobacupcake]

idk if this counts but the skyboxes from the PS1 Spyro games

that like, triangular multicolor gradient thing going on

ok wow this turned out super interesting!!

i assumed that this was just prerendered somewhere and then brought into the game on a sphere or something like a lot of games. but i wanted to see just in case so i found a model rip and UH?

ACTUALLY IT TURNS OUT THEY JUST PAINTED THEM DIRECTLY ONTO A SPHERE USING THE VERTEX COLORS?

this absolutely saves a Ton of space back in the era of early 3d games not needing a giant skybox texture & saves a ton on rendering too it just caught me sooo off guard. but that explains why theyre triangular, and gradient!! when you paint vertex colors, two vertices next to eachother will blend into eachother from one's color to the next. essentially every point on this sphere's color bleeds into all the surrounding points. someone sure had fun with this

#electricslug #ask #potion of answers your question #gamedev stuff

[chisatowo]

I wanna create sketches of some of my concepts for fake splatoon weapons but also grrrr prop art

#rat rambles #mainly a brush idea that I fucking adore but dont wanna even try drawing fkfndhs #I just think that a sponge based brush would be a rly cool concept plus we DESPERATELY need more brushes #the sponge brush image I have in my head has a lil gimic for both its roll abd its flicks #basically its roll is a bit slower than inkbrush but when rolling through ink (regardless of team) it drastically reduces your ink usage #its flicks on the other hand are the slowest of the brushes but it basically has a direct and indirect splash #as in theres a very short range more traditional splash that is like a 2 shot #but theres also a longer range indirect splash radius thats like flicking a sponge with paint on it #the indirect splash does a lot less damage but it also makes the sponge brush have the most range counting the indirect splash #I imagine the splash is probably like a 5 shot but idk enough abt splatoon to gague a good range properly dnfmdjg #ngl I have no idea what sorta kit Id give it #burst bombs would probably have good synergy with it I think but also that might be too much I think? #taking 3 into consideration though the point marker could be fun with it I think #idk if itd be good per say but I could see it having use #I also have a few ideas for a pen or marker based brush but theyre less fleshed out #basically my main thought is fastest roll speed but slowest flicks but with each flick being a bit longer range and packing more of a punch #like Im imagining almost like sword beam like attacks but with more of an angle so like more forward range but less outward range #I also think that a fan brush based brush could be fun but I dont have like any real ideas for that one #I also have some ideas for a brella thats based on a bubble umbrella but I havent used brellas enough to rly feel qualified making it #like I think itd be neat if it had a slower shield regeneration and you cant shoot it but also had a move where you can basically raise the #sheild and shake the ink off as an attack thatd leave you vulnerable but idk how well thatd work in practice

[benjaminthecoathanger]

okay, because i saw a poll earlier and i thought the choices weren't clear enough and also the answers i saw to it annoyed me and also i'm curious:

NOTES:

I am including having watched gameplay of a game and not having played it as having watched the source material

In this context if you are writing fic/making art and you are not being commissioned to do so. This is purely for funsies

You getting into something because you saw a post/gifset/video about it and then watched the source material does not count. That's just how you get into new things.

Goncharov does not count because it's not real. I'll break kayfabe here I don't care.

#polls #look i got really annoyed by reading the tags of the since-deleted poll of people like 'did you forget goncharov hahaha' like. #that. that's not what was asked. #also like. i'll reblog posts of something ive not seen if i think theyre interesting/funny #but i don't count that as like. 'engaging in fandom" necessarily #bc to me at least fandom requires active engagement? and like im not gonna go hunting for like. leverage posts if ive not seen it #i also don't read fanfic like. at all. so i have no concept of how people read it? #like. i last read fanfic like 2 years ago bc i had just finished disco elysium #so people who read fic bc of the like. tropes or whatever like. i do not get it. im happy for you though #anyway. sorry i went insane i love u all #ben leaves the house #or doesnt. i guess in this case. a very Chronically Online Poll

[blue-jisungs]

AXIEIEEE hi this is a req ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ btw im on my way home to rec in my dreams rn!! anywayy i am SUCH a strong believer that jeonghan babies u no matter what or when. even in front of his members n theyre js like erm get a room? u cld literally say "hannie i made the bed" n he'd be all "omg my baby made the bed youre so cute" n then he kisses u ... do with this idea ish what u will!!! i believe in u cuz youre so good at writinf (btw your pinned says reqs are open but if they arent actually pleasee ignore this 😭)

proud

author's note. hi roxie meloved!! i hope u like ths one hehe, thank u for reqing <33 and again, good luck w exams if u have any more upcoming and im proud of u nevertheless the score!!!

word count. ~750

jeonghan is a devil in the disguise of an angel, everyone knows that. even carats adore his mischievous personality and tricks that he pulls on his members.

but the thing is that behind closed door, he truly is an angel. for you and only you.

“baby, do you want some coffee?” jeonghan asked, looking over his shoulder at you. his bare face was glowing, dark hair tucked behind his ear. he even let you put a hello kitty clip to keep them in one place. he was met with seungcheol’s teases but he ignored them.

“yes, please” you replied, eyes laser focused on the jenga tower in front of you.

it was 10 in the morning and you woke up like an hour ago from the sleepover you had with him and cheol. because they couldn’t join their members on tour, you decided to bless them with your amazing self.

“make me one too” cheol hummed and slowly but surely pulled out a wooden block.

now who jeonghan was to follow his leader’s orders?

you caught his cat-alike smirk painting on his lips and sighed.

“hannie, don’t be mean. make him a coffee too” you said, voice gentle. seungcheol looked at him confused, lips forming into a pout.

“listen to your partner…” he grunted and shook his head, adding more quietly underneath his breath “…if you don’t listen to me, listen to them at least”

couple of minutes later he joined you with three steaming cups. with your preferred coffee in your favorite mug and a simple one for seungcheol, even though he wasn’t a fan of plain black coffee. the oldest ignored that, just rolling his eyes.

you joined jeonghan to watch the boys practice, yet you two were slumped over the couch there.

in no time jeonghan began playing with your hair, fingers gently caressing through your h/c locks.

mingyu glared at you two curiously, nudging hoshi. the younger one grinned, heart melting upon the cute act of love blooming between you two.

jeonghan grabbed your face, cupping your cheeks and cooing at you.

“you’re so adorable, baby” he hummed and pecked your lips.

“but hannie, the boys–” you grunted through your squeezed cheeks. he just chuckled, mischievously smiling.

“i don’t care~” your boyfriend sing-sang happily “you’re my baby~”

placing another kiss on your lips, he hummed into it like a pleased cat that’s getting belly rubs.

“ew, get a room!” hoshi yelled, drawing a laugh from other members.

your cheeks turned beetroot red as you smacked jeonghan’s arm. he just shrugged and linked pinkies with you, playful smirk dancing on his features.

if jeonghan could, he’d give you the world, the stars, everything in this universe and back. and seeing you struggle or in pain was the last thing he wanted. but he knew that there are some things that you have to go through by yourself, like your finals.

“i could dress up as you and pretend i’m you!” your boyfriend teased one day when you clearly needed support, head almost blowing with the amount of knowledge you have to obtain.

so in times like this, when you’d spend nights studying and struggling with life, jeonghan knew that you need him. and that every thing, even a small one can be challenging.

“hannie, i made the bed today. i used a new–“ you started when he entered the bedroom. his eyes instantly went wide as jeonghan threw himself on the fresh sheets.

“ah, it smells so good!” he took a deep breath and hummed in delight. patting the spot next to him, he sent you a reassuring smile.

so you joined him, his arm almost instinctively wrapping around yours.

“my baby made the bed, good job” jeonghan smiled tenderly, brushing the strand hairs out of your face. you smiled, looking at his soft features “i’m proud, really. we’ll sleep comfortably tonight, hm?”

you nodded and turned, wrapping your arms around his waist and clinging onto your boyfriend like a koala.

“i’m tired” you mumbled quietly.

“i know, pretty. just a few moments more and you’ll rest. you’re so smart, you know? i believe in you” jeonghan kept reassuring you, his tender touch ghosting over your face “my cute baby, hm? no matter how you do on the exam, i’m proud of the effort you put in”

you smiled, inhaling the scent of fresh sheets and jeonghan’s cologne.

“my cutie…” he singsang and started lulling you to sleep with his angelic voice. not like you complained, you could use a nap either way.

masterlist <3

taglist. @mirxzii ,, @primoppang ,, @l3visbby ,, @nicholasluvbot ,, @planetkiimchi ,, @weird-bookworm ,, @slytherinshua ,, @kazmura ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @dazzlingligth ,, @eternalgyu

#jeonghan x you #jeonghan fic #jeonghan fluff #svt jeonghan #jeonghan #blue jisungs's ask game #svt fluff #svt x y/n #svt x reader #svt x you #svt drabbles #svt drabble #svt soft hours #svt reactions #svt scenarios #svt imagines #jeonghan drabbles #jeonghan imagines #jeonghan reaction #jeonghan scenarios #blue jisungs's requests #yoon jeonghan #jeonghan comfort #jeonghan seventeen #jeonghan x reader

[sunflowersteves]

listen. i know everyone thinks eddie gets bitches left and right (and maybe he does) but i still love the idea of him being kind of easily skiddish/flustered when someone he really really likes starts coming onto him, dont even get me started on if theyre actually gonna get it on

STOP BC I LOVE THIS!! sin saturday <3

warnings || smut!!, shy!eddie, virgin!eddie, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, 18+ only

“C-Can I?”

It seems such an innocent question, but everything about the situation was far from it. Eddie had you propped up on a coffee stained pillow and dirty band practice blanket on the floor of his van.

The air smelled of cigarettes and weed—the pungent smell flowing through and sticking to your clothes that were long gone on the floor.

His brown eyes looked at you so lovingly—so passionately as if the burning question that left off of his lips was making him go stir crazy.

And he was, because of you. You were on the floor of his van—body glistening beneath the rays of the moon. You looked so ethereal as his hands dug onto the surface of your hips.

“Yeah, Eds, please.” It was the begging that made him twitch. The begging—the please—that made him devour each and every sense of you.

He couldn’t help but kiss you so soft and feverishly as his teeth and tongue clashed against you. He whimpered against your lips at your sly hands unbuckling his jeans. “Shit—you’re so beautiful.”

And oh, you were. You were so beautiful that he’s sure he wanted this moment tattooed under his eyelids. He moaned when your hands gently caress his member—the thick veins and public hair rubbing against your wrist.

“W-wait—stop, I—I wanna be inside you, baby—please—” He chokes on nothing as your thumb swiped the tip of his cock. You smile, though, watching his shy movements and skittish smile.

You let him line himself up to you, his own eyes watching his cock split you open so slowly. You’re gripping his forearms right—nails digging into the surface of his skin. “Eddie, baby—shit—”

He was big. Really big. And yet, he didn’t even know. Nothing and no one to ever compare or share things to. He didn’t know that you weren’t sure he could even fit, definitely not until your moans continue to fill the van walls.

“Eddie, f-fuck, your cock, it’s so big, oh, eddie—” you’re cut off short by the thrust he gives. It was slow and easy, yet astonishing he hasn’t cum yet. Your wet, sticky walls are painted into his memory. Your slick that runs down to his balls will be cherished to no end.

“F-fuck, you’re grippin’ me, sweetheart. I-I-look at you. Fuckin’ beautiful with my cock inside you, yeah?”

He starts to understand a rhythm, his hips grinding straight into your pussy. His head never could choose where to look—your blissed face or your fucked out hole.

“Sweetheart, you feel so fuckin’ good, so good. You-you—”

You gasp as you feel the thick ropes of his salty cum fill you up to the brim. He came fast and hard—moaning your name as if it was the only thing he could ever think about.

Shit, he didn’t mean to cum so early. He didn’t mean to cum until you’ve at least cum once. But, he couldn’t help himself. All he wanted was to feel you over and over and over again.

His cum still seemed endless though—your gummy walls puncturing everything inside of him. “Yeah, Eds, baby, cum in me. Yeah, that’s it, baby. S-shit you feel so good—”

He looks at you with a frown, though, still breathless from his ecstasy. “You didn’t cum.”

He wanted you to cum, to let yourself seek pleasure. He wanted his cock to rut into you until you’re both fucked out. He wanted you to cum on his cock so many times, he’s lost count.

Eddie Munson, the freak and the virgin that didn’t get any action, wanted to practically live in your pussy.

He lets the statement sit in the air, and you were truly not bothered by it much. Most guys didn’t let you cum, anyway. And for Eddie? For Eddie, you’d do anything in the world to make sure he’s happy.

“No, but that’s okay. I can—” Your mouth clamps shut at Eddie spreading your legs apart—rings cold against your skin.

“Is it okay? Can I eat you out? F-fuck, I can see my cum dripping—please—I need to lick it, please, baby—please—”

“Yes, Eds, baby, please, wanna see you eat my pussy.”

Eddie may have been spent for about an hour, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to devour you for the rest of the night.

#sin saturday༊*·˚ #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson smut #smut #virgin!eddie munson x reader #virgin!eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfiction

[miloicy]

falling isnt so bad (if its with you)

close up and rambling about process below!

i mentioned before i had another starry deuce idea when i posted my first adeu art, and that idea is this!! if you count, its been... 2 weeks??? sometimes i feel like drawing ideas immediately, and sometimes i dont

i did the lineart yesterday, and let me be honest with you. i was kyaaing and sobbing as i drew it (sorry for my brother who has to deal with me in general) like!!! guys!!! theyre so tender!!!! foreheads are touching!!! insert incomprehensible noises

anyways when i woke up today i was like. they are not close enough. they should be closer. so i adjusted (now when i look back at it, they can still be even closer sighs)

now onto painting!! im pretty sure if i was streaming, you guys would be losing your minds when you see me accidentally moving the painting layer. the whole hodgepodge of color moves around (fondly remembering that time my friend on discord gasped when they saw that. tho they also paint on minimal layers too lol)

i paint on top of all the lineart and base colors (on a separate layer). sometimes i use multiply and hard light layer to get the colors for me to paint with, other times i just randomly pick and hope for the best. whenever im painting im in the constant mood of "fuck it, we ball"

all in all i had a fun time painting this!! still feel surreal i finished this in 2 days after weeks of letting it ferment lmao 突然间很冲动 <- suddenly felt motivated(?) also i have one more adeu idea! this time its a comic hehe

#twst #twisted wonderland #my art #twst deuce #deuce spade #ace trappola #twst ace #adeuce #adeu #rambling #adeu is taking over my thoughts #and id gladly let it

[444rockstargf]

MY SECOND EURO REQ TODAY !! okay so euronymous in all of his sexy glory is ofc... a metalhead. but his girlfriend is all bubbly, dumb and pink. bimbo ofc. but one day theyre going to a party and his gf had a lil plan 🤭 she puts on some black latex thigh high heels, a rly short black latex skirt that shows off her ass and her black lace thong perfectly and one of his bands tshirts but she cropped it so it shows off a bit of her underboob. and shes even got his corpse paint on 🤭 and hes like hard as a rock the whole drive to the party and when they get there and her black lipstick is smudged against her white paint and her ass is hanging out even more feom the skirt riding up.. he drags her to a room and fucks her hard with that little skirt still on, pushing her against a wall and letting her black tears stream doen her white painted cheeks 🤭🤭 (i got carried away mb...)

ive been waiting for someone to ask for smth like this!!

"wearing a tight dress." | euronymous

white dress. - lana del rey

female!reader x euronymous

word count: 1118

contents: p in v, unprotected sex, creampie

you were his dumb little baby. your outgoing, bubbly, and clingy personality went against everything that he was. but something about that dynamic made you two the best couple. he carried you around like a cute little handbag, and you couldn’t be happier following him to all his concerts, parties, and all that.

he had gotten invited to a basement party. there would be drugs, booze, and all of his favourite things, and you couldn't miss the opportunity to join him. he hesitated about allowing you to come, but he couldn't resist that look you gave him. so here you were, getting ready for the party. euronymous banged on the bathroom door. “hurry up in there! we’re gonna be late if we don't leave now!”

“just a sec!” you called out, finishing the last few touches on your makeup. you took a step back and looked at yourself in the mirror. you took a deep breath before opening the door and walking out of the bathroom. “let’s go.” you brushed past him, but he grabbed you arm and looked you up and down, eyes wide.

he looked like he had just had the wind knocked out of him. you were wearing shiny thigh-high black boots, a tiny little latex black skirt that complemented every curve of your hips and waist, fishnet stockings, one of his t-shirts that you had cut really short, showing off the bottom of your tits, and to top it all off, one of his leather jackets.

you had done your hair and makeup too, and he was absolutely breathtaken. he loved you to death in your usual style, but seeing you like this took it to a new level. you had him completely wrapped around your finger now. he would run into a burning building just to buy you mascara. he couldn’t speak. he stammered as he tried to get a single word out, but he was completely stunned.

“c’mon, euro. we’re gonna be late.” you said in a slightly mocking tone. you started walking to the door. he wiped the drool from his chin a followed you out, staring at how your ass moved the entire time. you got into the passenger seat with him trailing behind you. he couldn't get over how you looked. he had fantasized about this too many times to count and here you were, making all his dreams come true.

he got into the driver’s seat and started the car. while he drove, he stole occasional glances at you. you were sitting with one leg on the seat, exposing your tiny black thong. euronymous could’ve died right there. he looked at your soft thighs in the fishnets. he wanted to have his head in between them while he sucked you completely dry.

your tits looked so soft and perky, just begging to be sucked and prodded at. and your sweet little pussy that he could just barely see through your thong… he got so lost in his thoughts that he nearly ran into another vehicle. they angrily honked their horn at him, but he just flipped them off. a few minutes later, you arrived at your destination. 

you could hear loud music blasting from inside the house. you exited the car and started walking toward the house with him walking behind you like a lost dog. his heart, soul, and mind had completely surrendered to your beauty. he caught up and rang the doorbell, taking another quick glance at you.

your ass was pretty much exposed in that tiny little skirt. he just wanted to put his hands all over your body and mark you up so that everybody knew you were completely his. once you were let inside, all eyes were on you. everyone had gotten used to seeing you all dolled up and innocent-looking that this could've easily been a fever dream.

you had everyone under the same spell that you put euronymous under, and he didn't like it one bit. he dragged you into the nearest bedroom and pinned you to the door, kissing you deeply. he pulled away, panting and his face flushed red. he backed up and looked at you once more, his entire body shaking. you had never seen him like this before, but you weren’t complaining.

he seemed… nervous. like he was in the midst of a goddess. you pulled him back to you by his shirt and started kissing him once again. he pinned you to the door again, picking you up and squeezing your ass. you wrapped your legs around him as he unbuckled his belt and let it drop. he had been fighting a raging boner since he saw you walk out of your bathroom, so he was seriously looking forward to getting some relief.

you wrapped your arms around his neck as you felt your pussy starting to drip with desire. he moved his fingers to your pussy, rubbing your clit through your thong and feeling your wetness dripping through the thin fabric. he moved his mouth to your chest, licking the part of your tits that were exposed. 

he started whimpering into your chest. “you look so fucking sexy tonight, angel… wanna fuck you so bad… ” he was drooling all over your tits, his cock already swollen at the tip and bubbling with precum. he tore off your thong and pushed his cock into you, making you both moan loudly. his hands were under your ass, moving you up and down on his cock.

sex with you two was usually very rough, but euronymous seemed to be struggling to keep up that expectation. he was whimpering the entire time, telling you how much he loved you and mumbling things that you never thought you’d hear him say. the room filled with the sound of skin slapping together, your moans, and music from the other room.

both of your makeup was smudged, making a mess on eachother’s faces. he never wanted this moment to end. he didnt know if he’d ever be able to see you this way again. it didn't take long for him to spill all his cum inside of you. it leaked out of your pussy and dripped down his balls. he usually lasted so long, but you were messing with his head in ways that he couldn't understand. 

he continued the abuse on your pussy until you were crying, begging for him to stop. and unlike every other time you begged, he listened this time. making sure that you were ok and apologizing for cumming inside of you without telling you.

it was clear that seeing this side of you had changed something in him. and he hadn’t been the same ever since.

author's note: i have a whole lot of requests to get through (not going in order.) so ill try to get them all out as soon as possible :))

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #euronymous #lords of chaos #lana del rey #444rockstargf

[hatkuu]

a litttllee bit of angst, a married pc admitting to cheating on kylar multiple times before they tied the knot. but theyre married now so those times dont count right?

CHEATER

WARNINGS: CHEATING, THREATS, KNIFE PLAY, ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP WITH KYLAR, CHEATING ON M!KYLAR WITH M!WHITNEY, GEN! READER, SMUT BELOW THE CUT!

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The ring on your hand features an ornate, one-of-a-kind emerald. One that Kylar insisted on you having. One that cost thousands of dollars. So much money that you wouldn't have dreamed of having back in your orphan days. And Kylar didn't even bat an eye when he swiped his black card, glowering at the bright smile that painted the attendant's face.

The emerald is on your ring finger as soon as you leave the jewellery shop. Kylar opens the passenger side door, watching you step inside with bated breath. You dress so, so cute for him. Just like a spouse should.

"Do you like it?"

He asks, fingers drumming on the smooth, black leather of the steering wheel anxiously - he's always been desperate to please you - husband or not. You hold your manicured hand out, admiring the ring. It's definitely unique. The large emerald glimmers in the sunlight, a stark contrast against your skin. You smile - it's fake - they've always been fake. Kylar can't tell the difference.

You don't think you've ever met a married couple who bought their rings after getting married. It was rushed, a spur of the moment thing. Kylar asked you (you thought of the stability, his money, how he was so eager to please you) and you begrudgingly accepted.

"I think it's very pretty." You reply smoothly, clasping his free hand in your newly ring-clad one.

●●●

"Whitney."

Kylar's fists slam beside your head, one with his knife still held firm. You try to soothe him, pleading into his wild pin-pricked eyes with your own tearfilled ones, suddenly regretting your infidelity.

"Kylar! N-No- I didn't m-mean it--"

Kylar tuts at you, his knife suddenly scraping the floral print wallpaper beside your head, tearing the pretty decor to shreds.

"You think he's better than me?"

●●●

The slap of a well muscled abdomen against your ass is not a sensation you're familiar with. Normally it's a much more bony pelvis clashing against your own, bruising your hips and straining sensitive skin taut against bone. He pants above you - deep, heavy, and masculine - nothing like the airy whines and stuttered moans you're used to. And the words - the difference in pet-names and praises is palpable - but you love it.

"You're my slut, you know that? Mine. I don't care if you married that creep - You're mine."

You keen, whining loudly, bucking your hips backward and arching your back to meet your homewrecker's delicious cock. Whitney snatches your hair in an iron grip, snickering at your submissive behaviour.

"You aren't like this with him, are you? He doesn't fuck you like I do - No - he's never truly owned your slutty little body, has he?"

You don't comment. You don't try to defend Kylar's honour. You just moan louder, wailing when Whitney's well-practiced hand reaches down to touch you where you need it most. Still pummelling your abused, cum leaking hole, Whitney cackles cruelly.

"Imagine if he saw this - If he saw that you were my slut!"

You don't look at Whitney's face. You can't.

You don't look at Whitney's phone camera either - not when it so effortlessly records you cumming all over his fingers - wailing out about how good he fucks you and how much better he is.

●●●

The shriek that escapes Kylar is animalistic.

His nostrils are flared, his eyes are furrowed into tight slits that only reveal a darkened shade of toxic green, his mouth is creased into a thin, angry line, twitching at random intervals.

You can't back away - you are up against a wall - both physically and literally.

You're scared - horrified of what a man you've created - and you've married him.

"It was a mistake to let you out! I should've known better! I-If I had known you were such a slut--"

Kylar wheezes painfully, chest heaving as he looks down at you, tugging his knife out from the wall, not breaking eye contact for a single second. Like a predator enroaching on his prey, Kylar leans down, stale breath wafting down onto your horrified face.

"--But you're lucky! I don't mind! I'll love you even if you are a slut! I'll make you my slut - for good, this time."

You can't refuse him. Not as his knife traces the delicate skin of your throat, threatening to pierce it - daring you to say no to your lawfully wedded husband.

#kylar the loner #whitney the bully #kylar x reader #whitney x reader #dol #hatkuuasks #degrees of lewdity #aaand spouse or not youre going in the basement L