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imdamagecontrol · 6 months
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jegulus microfic for @misheadspace. 708 words. 6th/7th year hogwarts. established. or, the one where mink drew me a jeggy doodle and i wrote this for him <3
James laid out a blanket for them in the middle of the Quidditch pitch some hours ago. It’s springtime, the air cool as the sun dips beneath the Scottish mountains. It won’t be long before the moon takes its place and brings with it a sky full of stars.
At first, it started with Regulus reading and James’ head in his lap, soft snores as he dozed. Regulus combed fingers through James’ curls. Rolled his eyes when he stopped to turn a page and James made a petulant noise, keep going.
“I’m just turning the page,” Regulus mumbled with a gentle flick to James’ forehead. “Give me a second.”
“Put the book down and nap with me.”
Regulus rolled his eyes. “I don’t get the luxury of being a Seventh Year who’s finished with all of his exams. I have to study, James. At least for a little while.”
James opened one eye and grinned, a little crooked. “We can study. I’m sure I can teach you some things.”
“Merlin, you’re embarrassing.” But even as he said it, Regulus’ cheeks heated. “Go back to sleep.”
“Not until you kiss me.”
“James.”
“Please, Reg? Just one.”
“You promise?”
James’ grin should’ve been indicator enough, but his voice was honest when he said, “Promise, love.”
But when Regulus bent down, kissing James in an upside-down sort of way, there was suddenly a hand in his hair, palm flat against his skull, holding him there. James licked into his mouth, laughing when Regulus reached around to smack his chest.
“You said one,” Regulus hissed when James finally let him go.
“Couldn’t resist. You know how I am.”
Regulus does, of course. It’s been a year—today means it’s been a year—and he’s more familiar with James than he is with himself sometimes. So he finished his readings, slipped out from under James’ head, and crawled in his lap. Straddled him and laid himself flat over James’ chest, cheek pressed over his heart.
“Oh, now you want to be sweet,” James laughed.
“I’m always sweet.”
“Sure, sure. But only after you’re sour.” It was James’ turn to run his hands through Regulus’ curls. “They should name a candy after you. Sour something. First he’s sour, then he’s sweet. That’ll be their pitch.”
Regulus pinched the inside of his arm. “I’m always sweet.”
They laid there for a while, until the sun started to set properly and Regulus shifted up, found James’ mouth in the dim and kissed him. Nothing hurried, nothing with intention. Just the sort of lazy thing two people often do when they’re in love.
But now, Regulus sits cross-legged again, leaning back on his hands. The stars stretch out above them, the moon high. It’s only a crescent; the Full Moon is still a ways away.
“Do you think you could ride a broom clear to the stars?” he wonders aloud, fingers back to combing through James’ hair.
“Mm. You could try. I would.”
“Of course you would.”
James huffs a laugh. “I bet I’d be the first to do it. You’d be dating a record setter, love.”
“Blegh. Please don’t. You’re insufferable enough as it is.”
“You know what else I’d do?”
Regulus sighs, gaze flicking down to James and back up to the stars. “Tell me. I know you’re dying to.”
“Well, I would first learn a spell that shrinks a star. They’re big, you know? Gotta make it pocket-sized. Then I’d go up there and find one that reminds me of you. It’ll be the one that burns real bright. All sorts of colors, too.”
Regulus swallows around the lump in his throat. “Go on.”
“Once I’ve got it picked and shrunk, I’ll bring it back down here and put it in a jar. Then I’ll give that jar to you.”
“You’d do all of that? For me?”
James nods emphatically. “I’d do anything for you.”
Regulus dips his chin to meet James’ gaze. His stomach flips at the way James looks back at him—as though there’s nothing else worth looking at, the whole of the world condensed into the shape Regulus takes.
“We’re here to look at the stars, James,” Regulus manages, poking him gently in the cheek.
Without missing a beat, James replies, “I am.”
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allfortheslay25 · 10 months
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Please tell us your merman au world-building!!!!
I love your art man it’s fucking gorgeous to look at and that comic downright made my day <3 <3
I love talking about my world building so thank you 🙏
I write sirens and mermaids as two different but similar specifies in most of my worlds. Depending on which world ur looking at, these attributes can vary. But let’s look at the one for the AFTF au I made
Sirens are assumed to be evil, flesh eating, inhumane creatures. Most people and merfolk believe them to be unintelligent with just the need to kill
Mermaids are considered beautiful singing seducers who can grant you wishes
Most of this is true. However sirens do sing to lure humans to feast on but it’s only for the need to live and eat. Mermaids drown people for fun.
A sirens diet includes humans, large fish/sea creatures, and sometimes each other or merfolks. Sirens are somewhat naturally bewitching and beautiful. They have natural singing voices and can camouflage, make illusions over their bodies to lure prey, and shapeshift slightly (can change color, size, sex)
Mermaids eat normal sea life like fish, squid’s and even some ocean plant life. They don’t have natural singing voices (some mermaids cannot sing but can imitate the sounds of sea life) they tend to be natural beauties but not in a magically alluring way that sirens are
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Sirens tend to be skinny, lean, and small. However not all of them are this way. There are few sirens who can have longer and thicker tails.
Their petiteness is usually to help them swim away fast. Being smaller than most of their prey they need to be able to get away quickly.
Mermaids tend to be thicker, broader, with larger tails. Some mermaids can be small and petite too.
Since they do not have sharp enough teeth or fangs, nature provided their heavy tails to defend themselves and to kill prey. The tails can crack open a head under water within seconds, all it takes is a flick of their tails.
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Sirens have retractable claws on their usually bony webbed fingers. They can lengthen at amazing speeds and are used to kill prey
Mermaids have blunter nails since their appearances are very human. Their hands aren’t always webbed, some mermaids have webbed fingers some don’t
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Sirens have gills in four sets of places; the neck and ribs. Being deeper sea creatures they require the extra gills to breathe.
Mermaids only have the two sets on their ribs. Mermaid gills close and seal when out of water. Mermaids can breathe above water so once their gills touch the air they seal so their noses can do all the breathing instead
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Mermaids have normal human like teeth with slightly sharper canines. Otherwise their teeth are flat, meant to grind plants.
Sirens have at LEAST two rows of teeth. Their teeth are razor sharp and can be jagged like a sharks. Sirens can have up to 4 rows of teeth at max. After the first set, their teeth get smaller in their mouth
Their tongues can be forked, tendrils with suction cups, or just normal human looking.
More facts:
Sirens tend to make their scales sparkle to attract prey.
They mostly live in the dark and their eyes adjust depending on the light around.
Sometimes a Sirens sclera (white of the eyes) turn black. When this happens it heightens their sights to recognize heat signatures instead of images.
Sirens are intersex, born with either male or female reproductive organs. They tend to value reproduction since their species is prone to dying so easily.
Sirens can be clingy when they have children. They value being with their children more than hunting and will prioritize their young over anything. Sirens rely on a mate at this time to do all the hunting so they can stay with their child
When a siren reaches a certain age their mothers (not only female presenting) lose interest and abandon them
Sirens don’t always form pods and are usually solitary creatures. Pods are either formed by family, mates, or the strong
Mermaids are lazy. They spend all their time grooming themselves, playing, and sunbathing
They care too much about their looks
A mermaids tail can be decorated/decorative which a mermaid takes pride in. They use them to attract mates. A mermaid will beat a big sea creature to death to prove their hunting skills and groom their tail to show their allure
Mermaids mate for life. Sirens do not. They also don’t breed as often as sirens since they don’t die as easily
Mermaids mostly form pods. They value strength in numbers. There is a hierarchy system in their pods (sirens do not have a hierarchy system but they can if they choose to do so)
Mermaids are social creatures
Mermaids can mimic the voices of humans. Sometimes they mimic the voices of sailors loved ones so they can drown them. It’s like a game. Mermaids love games
Mermaids can partially control the ocean; create whirlpools and summon sea creatures. Some powerful mermaids can summon storms and cause tsunamis but it’s rare
Mermaids tend to be attracted to shiny things
If there are any follow up questions I’d love to answer !!!
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00vk · 6 months
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how do you nail the enstars style so well... what are your ways... (only if you want to ofc im just curious if you have any tips)
hi!!
i dont know if i have anything that could be helpful, but heres my process!
first, i get the pose down
i either use a picture of myself as reference or a persons pose from pinterest ( i used multiple references for this one)
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lineart:
i make the canvas huge, so i dont stress too much abt the lineart being clean enough
i heavily reference official cards, especially 3* because they have less angles and dynamic posing than 5*
i try to make it thinner and cleaner than my usual style but not too thin
outer lines are thicker than inner ones if that makes sense
i make it a dark brown instead of pure black and set it on multiply instead of normal
edges of the eyelashes are redder and softer, blush lines are always a subtle pink/peach shade
sometimes i make a second cleaner sketch before jumping to lineart, depends on how confident im feeling though
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then the flats, pretty straightforward step
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rendering:
i try to replicate the rendering on official cards as much as possible by keeping the references in front of me and color picking
i always make the contrast between shaded and non-shaded areas higher than im comfortable with usually because its what often makes the pieces pop (to me) and i make sure to add reflected light
i use gradients a lot, especially for hair
i make the lineart lighter in areas where the light is hitting like this
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what i generally do for the eyes:
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another tip is that i duplicate the lineart layer, make that duplicate into the "add" layer mode and glaussian blur it to give that lineart glow effect you find in cards:
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i also noticed this is how nails tend to be drawn and i kind of adopted that into my own artstyle because i love how it looks:
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-lastly for the background, i used the ingame dressing room as a reference, did some blocks of color to express it and blurred it so i dont have to bother with any details because im lazy <33
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-i lastly added some sparkles and stipples and a white blur around the edges to make it look more finished.
thats pretty much it! ofc take all of this with a grain of salt because im no expert HAHA this is just what i learned works from trying my hand at fake cards over and over again, so its practice too <3 i hope this was somehow helpful!!
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oakbuggy · 6 months
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hey, just some art questions if you don't mind?
1. is nsfw art in anyway different to draw compared to non-spicy art? Do you find the process easier or harder? More fun maybe?💀
2. do you start your pieces with the guidelines, and shapes as a base before you outline for the specific positions/poses?
3. how long have you been drawing for? Do you prefer digital or pencil?
Apologies if that is too much, I love art, especially fanart 🥹 and I love your art style so much.
yea I don't mind, I'm honestly very flattered!
1: Yes, NSFW is way harder for me because I am so new to it! I have to look for more references and spend longer sketching than usual. The process is usually easier because,, it's just naked bodies rather than having to deal with clothing/fabric. I don't do anything too arduous for the stuff I'm posting here
2: I will show u!
I start with a v rough sketch. If I'm feeling lazy, it could look even simpler than this, but usually I would refine it to this level
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I put in color flats and shadow flats, and put the shadows on multiply and lower opacity
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And then I just paint on top! I prefer making corrections and adding details in this stage, it's the most fun part. I add further corrections and add other things like eye shines and Neteyam's stripes and then it's done 👍👍👍
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3. I've not drawn for long, I've just graduated art school earlier this year! Now I'm recuperating at home for a bit as I deal with my post-grad depression 👍👍👍 I prefer digital but for works that need more preparation/ideation, I start with pencil.
hope this helps and keep loving art! It is hard but it can be fun 👍
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a-pretty-nerd · 1 year
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Tomura Shigaraki x AllMight!daughter!reader
Chapter 18
Premis:
When The League of Villians discovers that AllMight has a daughter, they are quick to snatch you up and hold you hostage. Shigaraki had a careful and thought-out plan, but that was before you got there. Now you're in the mood for some not-so-healthy rebellion.
Word Count:
Warnings: SMUT! NSFW! smutty smut- smutsmut! Cunnilingus. PnV. Shigaraki being a dork. Shigaraki's first time.
A/N:
Happy Holidays everyone! This one is a Christmas themed smut chapter! So no plot but there is relationship development included and the sex scene isn't crazy romantic lol. I hope you guys enjoy!
Chapter 17
Nervous? Nervous!? Why should you be nervous?
You've spent the last hours prepping. Physically, mentally, emotionally. This was it.
Christmas Day.
You've never felt excited on Christmas before. Christmas wasn't exactly on your mother's strict list of acceptable things to celebrate. Come to think of it, she wasn't exactly the type to celebrate anything unless it was an academic achievement.
You awoke at 10am Sec 25th to find the entire building decorated. Not a conventional Christmas you've always seen in the movies, and not entirely festive either. Brightly colored Christmas lights were stuck every which way you looked. Small, undecorated pine trees sat quietly against a wall or two. It was clearly a rushed and lazy job. You stood there, starring at the lights with a small smile.
Tomura had given you a small list of instructions for that night. He seemed very keen on keeping your "extra activities" to yourselves. You couldn't help but agree. It was still new. Very new. Like second hook-up new. This small list read as follows:
Come to my room after 8pm.
Make sure no one sees you.
Shower before.
And that was all.
You stood outside Shigaraki's apartment door and softly knocked. Your eyes darted around the hallway for anyone. It was quiet, it felt almost too quiet. Your anxiety bubbled up in your throat and dropped very suddenly into your stomach. You couldn't tell what frightened you more, the prospect of fucking Tomura, or the idea of getting caught fucking Tomura.
Doesn't matter now. You let out a surprised yelp as a few fingers curl around your arm and pull you inside. You fall flat into his chest, and he holds you there for a moment as he shuts the door behind you and locks it. His hair is still kind of wet, still dripping down his shoulders and shirt. He smells like his body wash, like a generic crisp oak something or other. He looks down at you, and his expression changes. His eyes narrow at you.
"You're all red. Are you sick?" He presses the back of his fingers against your cheek and neck to check for a temperature. You can't help but huff out an embarrassed smile.
"No I'm fine. You just get out of the shower?" Tomura just nods and removes his hand. He lets you go from his awkward embrace.
"Come on." He turns and walks past the suites' living room and down the hall. You follow him, getting to see little glimpses into his apartment. The kitchen looks practically untouched other than the dishes in the sink. The bathroom door is open but there are is still a lingering fog and heat from his shower. There is another bedroom, a smaller one that Tomura hides by closing the door before you can fully see it. He was too late, you already saw a quick glimpse. It was clearly his room. It was small, and cluttered. The bed was a mess and there were books and miscellaneous pages everywhere. Clearly it's the room he often works out his plans in.
Wait a moment, clearly he sleeps there. But if he isn't taking you to his room, where are you going? Tomura finally stops in front of a set of french doors. He looks back at you and then throws them open. The doors reveal a luxurious king bed master suite that is decorated for the holiday. Your eyes nearly bug out of your head. Tomura watches you with a blank expression, watching and studying your response. You turn back to look at him.
"Wow, this is pretty fucking festive." You smile. He nods. "You didn't do all this for me, did you?" A soft blush dusts his cheeks and his eyes look away from you.
"I've never really celebrated Christmas either. I wanted to surprise you." You smile.
"Merry Christmas, Tomura." He looks back at you and straightens himself out.
"Merry Christmas, Y/N." You stand there for a second starring at each other as you watch a small smile begin to tug at his lips. A few seconds pass before you look away awkwardly and then back again.
"So are you gonna kiss me, or-???" You tease. Tomura's eyes brighten and his cheeks begin to burn. He quickly approaches you and leans down to give you a sweet but trembling kiss as his arms cautiously wrap around you. If you didn't know any better, you'd say he was acting scared. You plant your hands firmly on his waist and gently pull back. "Are you ok? You're shaking." His mouth goes dry and the words lodge in his throat. "We don't have to do anything tonight if you don't wanna." You offer with a kind smile. Tomura sighs. He pulls you closer to him.
"No no no, I want to. I really want to. It's just- I....mh." He grumbled.
"Are you nervous?" Tomura looks embarrassed.
"I'm new to this, okay!?" He finally shouts, pulling away from you. You wouldn't say he's angry, just frustrated, as he usually is. "That night, it happened so quickly and naturally! And now, like this- it feels so awkward and-and anxious!"
"I see."
"Don't smile at me like that. You're making it worse. You make me all nervous and excited." He grumbled, trying to avoid your eyes.
"Excited, huh? I make you, excited, Tomura?" You tease him.
"Of course you do! Y-You're smart, you're powerful, you're...gorgeous," he whispered the last word to himself. "You're used to this kind of stuff!"
"This kind of stuff?"
"I've never... I've never been close to anyone like this. I've never been kissed or held or...touched like that before. You're my first and the other night you...you didn't even let me return the favor!"
"You're upset that you didn't get to go down on me after I went down on you?" You asked with red hot cheeks. He nodded before swallowing the lump in his throat. He looked so serious, but in a different way than you've seen before.
"I'm not upset. I'm just..." He sighed. "I'm new to this, I don't want to disappointment you. And when you left after I offered, you didn't even give me a chance! " You reached out to run your hand along his shoulder and neck. He seemed to relax at your touch. He finally looks back at you.
"Well, we have all night." You ran your hand down his chest and stopped above his pants. His breathing changed. His eyes darted down from your hand back up to you.
"So...I can-?"
"Yes, Tomura, you can eat me out." You didn't expect him to look so bright eyed and excited. You blinked and suddenly he knelt down and slung you over his shoulder. "Oh my God! Tomura!" You shouted in surprise as he walked you over to the bed. He tossed you down, you bounced as you looked up at him. Both of you smiling like idiots.
"What? I've thrown you around harder than that before." He chuckled.
"Yeah but that was training! This is different." Tomura crawled over you to plant a firm and passionate kiss on your lips.
"How so? It's just like training." He moaned into your neck as he kissed down your clothed body. He paused to kiss between your tits as he gently fondled them. Open mouth kisses trailed down your tummy before he stopped at your pants. "You're just training me now." He spoke as his fingers pulled down your pants.
He pulled them down and roughly ripped them past your feet to discard them entirely. When he looked up, he watched you as you opened your legs for him. He looked star struck. He starred and then licked his lips before looking back up at you.
"What are you waiting for?" You asked before he moved. Suddenly there was a lot of tongue, everywhere. Harsh, fast, intense movements and sensations. "Ah! Tomura!" You cried, reaching your hand out and taking a fist full of hair. You pulled him back and away from you. "Hey! Calm down!" You ordered. He froze and looked up at you.
"What? What's wrong?" He asked, genuinely confused.
"You can't just jump in like that, that's too much, it kinda hurts." You explain. Tomura deflates a little.
"I didn't mean to hurt you. Everything I watched, they're always like that."
"I appreciate the enthusiasm, but when you first start, you have to be more gentle than that. Like, um, like you're eating ice cream."
"Like ice cream..." Tomura repeated to himself. His looked so determined as his eyes fell back between your legs. He leaned forward as he knelt down on the floor. His hands coming up to hold your thighs on either side of his head. His tongue dragged from your opening, and flicked at your clit. He caught the way you took in a sharp breath of pleasant surprise. He repeated the action again before moving his tongue to focus more on your clit. "Better?" He mumbled into your clit before kissing it.
"Mmhm." You nodded sheepishly. "Much better." Tomura's tongue quickly lapped at your clit, sending a jolt of pleasure down your legs and up your belly. Your grip on his hair loosened, now you found yourself massaging his scalp as he began to lick your entrance. His tongue curled inside of you, licking and teasing your insides. He pulled away to flatten his tongue against your clit before gently flicking. The sounds you made sent a shiver down his spine. It took everything in him not to fuck you there and then. After all, he had a job to do.
"Am I doing well?" He moaned against your thigh when he pulled away.
"Yes tomura, please don't stop." It made his chest heave the way you said 'please' for him. He pressed forward again and continued his work. Playing with you as he pleased. He licked and sucked at your juices and shuttered at the taste. He was growing antsy and impatient. "Oh fuck. Yes. Feels so good." You moaned. The praise made his head foggy. He wanted to hear more. His tongue moved faster, more intensely against your clit. "Ah! Just like that, yes!" You encouraged. He watched you. He squirmed beneath you, his cock so hard and needy.
He moaned into you. Obediently doing as you instructed or asked. He licked until your legs shook around his head. He held them tightly, and continued his fevered movements.
"Cum. Cum." Tomura grunted. "Cum for me. I want to make you cum." Another series of tongue flicks to your clit threw you over the edge. You leaned back and pressed yourself into the bed as the pleasure seeped into your muscles. You felt so dizzy and warm. The pleasure peaked as Tomura refused to stop, no matter how tightly you squeezed his head or tugged his hair.
"T-Tomura- fuck! I came! I came- you can stop." He pulled away abruptly and looked up at your exhausted expression. He wiped his mouth and chin clean before he crawled his way above you again. He began leaving loud, crazed kisses up your body as he rid you of the rest of your clothes. He pulled back to stand up and strip himself. You watched in your dazed bliss as he revealed his scarred body. His cock springing free and bouncing against his thighs.
He approached you, kissing you passionatly. His body pressed against yours as he leaned over you. His cock teased and rubbed against your entrance. You moaned as his lips made their way down your neck again. He reached down and attempted to angle himself to insert himself. You loudly gasped and pulled back. Tomura stood back and watched you with wide eyes.
"What? Did I hurt you?" He asked, confused.
"No. You just tried to put it in raw!"
"Oh C'mon, it's my first time. Can't I put it in raw at least once? Please?" You've never seen Tomura look so pitiful. He leans in again, trying to affectionatly win you over.
"No, Tomura. I'm not on the pill, I'm not risking anything. Please tell me you have condoms." You sighed. Tomura accepts defeat and reaches over to the night stand. He proceeds to take out a box and open it as he speaks.
"Can we put you on the pill?" He asked. You watch him roll the condom over his pulsating cock. Tomura clearly doesn't enjoy having it on.
"Slow down, Tiger. You don't even know if you like me that much." You teased. Tomura did not take kindly to that. The look he gives you is menacing. He rests his fists on either side of you as he stands between your legs once again. He rubs his cock up and down your entrance again.
"Can I?" He asks softly.
"Yes." Together you gasp at the sensation. He loudly moans as he stills, fully sheathed inside. He trembles and sighs into your shoulder. "You okay?" He nodded.
"You feel so- so fucking good." He feels dizzy with pleasure. He can't help it, you're so warm and soft and sweet. The way you hold him and kiss him as he slowly begins to move drives him crazy. He's so overwhelmed.
He works his way into a good rhythm. Slow and steady. It feels good to be so close and intimate. You never thought you'd ever see this side of shigaraki. Never thought you'd get to watch as he pants and whimpers above you. It excites you to see him loose his mind like this.
"Fuck... fuck!" He whined as his thrusts began to pick up the pace. "Fuck! I'm cumming! I can't stop- fuuuuuck!" He looks so pitiful like this. Holding onto you for dear life as he spills into the condom. You feel him still and lean back. He looks at you for a moment and then avoids your eyes, like he's embarrassed. He pulls out once the both of you have calmed down. He disposes of the condom and then proceeds to dress himself.
"What? No aftercare?" Tomura looks up at you, there's clearly a lot going through his mind.
"Aftercare?" He asks.
"Yeah. You gotta at least check in with me after. Maybe a kiss and a cuddle?" He looks almost surprised.
"You want to cuddle with me?"
"If you want to. C'mon you gotta take care of each other after sex." You invite him to lay down in the bed with you. Now just on his boxers, he cautiously curls up with you. "You've really never heard of aftercare?" Tomura shrugged.
"I just figured you didn't want to stay any longer."
"Why wouldn't I want to stay?"
"Cause last time you ran off and, I came too fast. Figured you probably wanted to just go back to your room."
"Give yourself some credit, it's your first time. And besides, you made me cum before so we're even."
"No we're not. We're even from the other night, I still owe you." Tomura pouted.
"Well, the night is still young." You smiled. Tomura looked at you with a excitement in his eyes. Indeed, the night was still young.
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thirstyandbeautiful · 2 months
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Finally an Aussie Daddies thought has come to me.
Lazy morning in bed, Daddy and Papi came home late so Baby is first awake. But she's not getting up and leaving the warm bed. So she decides to be a little naughty and sneakily touch herself under the sheets until Daddy and Papi wake up.
It's a challenge to balance being quiet and still vs actually getting close to cumming
xoxo mafia anon
HELLO MY DARLING-
in honor of you coming through with some really great inspo that im working on rn, i decided to finally fill this one with this fun drabble. i hope everyone enjoys!
You weren't sure what had woken you at first, but as you sleepily blinked your eyes open, you knew exactly what had woken you up. You'd fallen asleep with your knees lifted to either side of your hips.
You sharply inhaled as you slowly straightened your legs, flexing your muscles as you laid them flat on the bed. Confusion clouded your thoughts as you waded through memories from last night. How had you fallen asleep in such a position? There was no tell tale ache between your legs, no warmth dripping from your core, no unpleasant yet somewhat pleasant stickiness as you rubbed your thighs together. You dragged your hands down from where they'd been laying beside your head on your pillow. Turning your head, you were instantly reminded of last night.
Daddy and Papi laid next to you. Papi curled around Daddy, the sheets around their waists let you see how his arms held your lover tightly, his face pressed into Daddy's shoulder. Daddy looked so young when he slept. During waking hours he feigned an innocence that played into his easy going demeanor, but when he was asleep, that's when you got a glimpse of what real innocence looked like on his face.
You bit your lip as you felt your nipples tighten shamefully.
Which brought you right back to last night.
The men had gotten home late, unwilling to sleep another night without you, they'd opted to fly home overnight and hadn't landed until a few hours before sunrise. They'd both been exhausted, and even with the exhaustion illustrated on their faces, you had been eager. Wearing a thin, cotton nightie that barely covered your thighs, that barely even hid the color of the skin beneath it, you'd been more than eager. But even as you'd laid, spread and open for them, they'd gently cooed at you and pet you as they curled into bed and fell asleep. You'd hoped that they would wake you with what you needed, but clearly that hadn't happened.
You huffed.
They're so hardworking, our line of work is so demanding, the list of explanations, all rational, went on and on in your head. You knew they were tired and that that was fine. Your men were human. They got tired, they needed sleep.
But you had needs too.
Needs that hadn't been sated by anything other than your own hands in two weeks, two weeks and one day now. Cause apparently you weren't getting any relief this morning.
Which was exactly how your playful little plan filled your head like the soft sunshine that melted through your curtains.
You licked your lips as you turned your head to face them. Blindly, you reached up above your pillows to wear your more reasonably sized squishes laid. Grabbing two, you bent your knees and gently wiggled out from under the bedsheet that covered you all. Opening your legs, you made sure to cushion your thighs with a squishmallow under each.
Lifting your hand to your mouth, you gazed at the gentle curve of Daddy's cupids bow, and traced its shape on your finger tip sloppily until your spit glistened and dripped down your finger. Biting into your lower lip, you brought your hand back down to your heated center. Your cunt was spread from the position you were in, but you still teased yourself by bringing the slick skin of your finger down to where your lips split. Gently nudging them further apart until your clit was exposed, you shivered as the cool room air brushed against the heated bundle of nerves.
You sharply inhaled as you rolled your clit between your wet and dry fingers. The friction between the two made for a delicious drag that had the smell of your heat filling the room in no time. All the while, you stared at your husbands, letting every memory and fantasy fill your little dirty mind and guide your hand against yourself. Arching your back brought your attention back to your nipples. The tightened buds pressed against the cotton of your dress every time you arched your back, making for a delicious dry bite of fabric against skin.
Lifting one side of your dress, you dragged the material up and over one tit, groping the soft flesh as goosebumps spread across your exposed tummy. You looked over Daddy's shoulder at Papi as you twisted your nipple harshly. That's how he normally punished you for touching without permission.
God, you wanted to be punished.
You froze when you saw Papi's eyebrows furrow before he gently rubbed his face into Daddy's shoulder. When all movement ceased, the silence stretched, and you were sure neither of them had woken, you huffed a laugh.
Feeling emboldened, you let out a sigh as you sunk a finger into your weeping cunt. You could feel the slick dampening your hole, but you hadn't realized how wet you were until you forced your digit between your thick walls.
In front of you, Daddy's lip twitched, then his nose.
Fuck, that nose. You could practically feel the memory of it pressed to your clit as his tongue sunk into your cunt. Pulling your finger free from yourself, you whined as you tasted yourself. When your finger dripped with spit, you reached down and filled yourself. Between your spit and your wet pussy, the filthy suctioning slip of your juices got louder.
Your eyes closed for a moment before they reopened to see your still sleeping lovers.
Your gaze followed Papi's arms, from his curved, broad shoulders, to his strong biceps that looked flexed even when they weren't. Your nipple ached as you pulled at it again, but your pussy only pulsed and your juices got louder as you worked your finger faster. You wanted to sink your teeth into his forearm. It was so thick, the wicked idea of riding it like his thigh filled your mind.
"Fuck." you mumbled.
Your knees restlessly lifted as your hips surged up. When you reopened your eyes, you looked at Papi's hand, flat against Daddy's abdomen, partially covering his happy trail. You loved his happy trail, but loved it more when it was wet from you squirting on it.
A soft cry left your mouth, "Ohhh."
A second finger sunk into your cunt. Even if you couldn't reach deep enough, you'd fill yourself with the girth of your whole hand if you had to. Anything to get the relief, a lick of the pleasure that was plaguing your memories. You wanted it so badly.
So badly, you hadn't even noticed Daddy's hand on the edges of your own pillow.
His strong, long fingers were limp against your pillow, outstretched towards your cheek as if he was stroking you in his sleep. The sweet thought had you wiggling closer to him without a second thought. Sealing your fate, you closed your lips around his middle finger. Your mouth was wet and hot from your panting and drooling, so your tongue glided easily against his skin. You suckled on his finger as your hands kept busy on your body.
You were so close.
You could hear how wet you were, the wet smack of your fingers moving in and out of you smacked through the once held silence of the room. Your other hand worked tirelessly groping your tit, the nipple swollen from all the rough attention you'd given it. You were riding the high higher and higher, sucking on Daddy's finger harder and harder. Your thighs tensed and your hips jumped. You were right there-
Daddy's finger was yanked out of your mouth.
Your eyes opened and you gasped as you came, looking at the very awake faces of your lovers.
Twitching as you came down, the hand on your tit dropped to your side, not bothering to fix your dress as you rested your aching wrist against your thigh, your fingers still partially inside of you.
"I hope you enjoyed that," Daddy's voice rasped, as Papi glared at you from over his shoulder, "because you aren't cumming again for a week."
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verawhisk · 11 months
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my drawing process (thank you @pepper-ika!)
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i draw and colour for a long long time. i don't do the traditional sketch + lineart + colour -- sketches are hard to line, they're kind of time-consuming and usually they end up better than the lineart, so i just draw like normal and clean it up before colouring. i start at the head and end at around the feet, kinda like a person showering (lol). here i'm using your typical pencil brush you can find in any standard art program.
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a tip i got from another artist was to colour using a thick, opaque pen brush that varies a lot in width. it saves a Lot of time. before they showed me that, i made the mistake of using a soft, painterly brush to colour my art. it hurt my wrist because i had to press really hard to get flat colour -- when all that time i could have just been using a pen brush! also, i start with soft colours because they're nicer to look at.
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2. i do colourful midtones like redness in the skin or maybe a blue five o clock shadow if they have one. from this point onward, i use a flat square-ish brush combined with a painterly smudger and a soft airbrush.
i read somewhere that you should apply perfume on the moistest parts of your body so i kind of use that same idea when drawing redness. usually i do it where skin meets skin: folded arms, a crunched back, closed hands, and that place where the thighs touch the buttcheeks, lolol. and of course: the nose, lips, and ears. it makes the skin look real and warm and lively!
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3. i lay down my shadows and lights, usually in that order. and at this point, i'm throwing extra shadow on wrinkles, fat, bumps, lumps, etc. a body without rolls is like an angel without wings!
also i smudge like CRAZY here. just like how it's impossible to have "too much gravy" on your chicken, it's impossible to have "too much blending" when you're drawing skin. blend that ish.
when it comes to the colour of the shadows, i always make shadows the base colour but darker and more saturated, and i move the hue a little to the left (for example: orange goes to red, green goes to yellow, purple goes to blue). i do that with, like, every colour. i can't tell if it's lazy or not but at this point i'm too scared to ask.
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4. finally i make some minor adjustments like liquifying to fix lopsided eyes or oversized heads/hands. when i was in high school, my art teacher would say "great, but watch the size of the feet, hands, and neck," lolol. he was right ofc. when i go "hm... that looks a little weird," i have to trust that gut feeling because when i do fix it, it ends up looking way better. here is a horrifying gif illustrating that.
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AHH!!!
alternatively you could do a messy line and color, then do a whole paintover like i did here. this is awesome for details because you dont have to go back and change the lineart - you just paint over and add whatever you want and redraw the line to fit it.
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i dont really use the different layer modes that much. in this one i used a gradient map of the drawing as an overlay. idk if that really does anything major but it does create a new range of colors to play with. i also used a multiply layer to cast a big shadow over the card (layer 8) because it has this tiiiny little pattern that would be a pain in the butt to draw shadows over. everything else is pretty standard.
(and no i dont name my layers... yes i will be changing my name and moving countries)
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another thing worth noting: i use airbrushing A LOT. i remember reading somewhere that using airbrushes is like. a cardinal sin. it’s not, man. it’s great. airbrushes and smudging are dope and i use them all the time.
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i hope you found this helpful! have a great weekend <3
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xiaoslxt · 2 years
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⩥ xiaoslxt -> the fox in the wind
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For @kaeyatic 's Monsterfucker May collab !
Characters: Onmyōji! Kazuha x Kitsune! Reader
Genre: fluff, angst, smut (the whole package)
Warnings: fem! Reader, blood, mentions of a fight + stab wound, food, dirty talk, degradation, hinted at aftercare (I got lazy), fingering, oral (fem receiving), doggy, orgasm control, unprotected sex, breeding/creampie (not sure rn jejdjf)
Let me know if I missed anything!!
Format: one-shot
Word count: 4k
Taglist: @ayatonomy @kreideprinzessin @irethepotato-reblogs
Additional info: Onmyōji = A human who has powers like those of a yōkai. + Kitsune = Mischievous shapeshifting fox spirits with multiple tails.
[My sources are mostly Wikipedia, so if there is anything inaccurate I apologize. I do not claim to actually have knowledge of the things written here, nor do I claim any of these to be true. Take everything that pertains to the "reality" with a grain of salt as I'm no expert. This is simply a work of fiction and for entertainment purposes.]
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He was odd, not like the rest of you, and yet he still fit in. You always find your [color]-hued eyes following his form wherever he goes, never out of your sight.
You're always right behind him.
He has always noticed those cat-like pupils watching him; in fact, it's hard not to when they seem to bore a hole into his back.
"I certainly wonder… what exactly is it that keeps you so hot on my heels?" The samurai wonders aloud, his intention for you to hear it. "I may not know who you are, nor what you are, but I do know with certainty that you're there."
You feel embarrassed by how easily he noticed you when all the others always praised your ability to go undetected.
And yet you're still unwilling to come out of hiding; who knows? Maybe he means somebody else?
Your hopes are quickly crushed when a chuckle hits you from the left, head whipping into his direction way too fast.
"Look at you, little fox," He comments, clearly bemused by your state of shock, "who would've thought you're of such beauty? I'm hurt you've hidden from me all this time, you know?"
The embarrassment catches up to you, coating your neck and face in a sheen of heat, your ears lowered and tails rapidly moving behind you. "Tell me… How did you notice my presence?"
He turns on his heel, back facing you, and he chuckles once more. "Why, the wind told me."
You furrow your brows, ears slowly standing back tall and proud on your head to listen for anything - but there's nothing.
"Are you messing with me now?" You spit in distaste and stand up. "Just because I do not carry a weapon, it does not make me harmless."
"Oh, I would never think of you as a defenseless little thing…" He mumbles, and in a flash, he is out of your line of sight.
"What?!" You exclaim in surprise, but before you're able to turn your head, you feel the cool steel of a sword pressed lightly against your throat.
"State your business this instant, or I will bleed you out faster than you can blink."
"Aw, you're no fun." You say, bottom lip jutting out a little. "C'mon, dear samurai, surely you won't dare to hurt a cute Kitsune like me, right?"
A scoff sounds from the man standing behind you, and he moves the blade of his sword away. "You're unbelievable, y/n. Is that how you deal with enemies? If it was someone else, they would've already severed your head from your neck the second they got close enough! We're practicing serious battles here!"
"Kazuha, you're getting all worked up over nothing." You state without empathy, giving him a deadpan look. "Even if it would go down that route… How many times have I told you that I'm immortal? It's literally in the folktales everyone grows up with."
He stays quiet, flicks his katana, and puts it back into the sheath.
The air suddenly goes still, and you're hit with the sounds of the forest around you while your eyes are solely fixated on Kazuha. "Then tell me, little fox, what am I?"
Goosebumps rise on your skin and your ears lay flat once again. "I-"
"You don't know, do you? No one does, and it's scaring me, y/n."
You take cautious steps towards him, eyes softening upon seeing the confusion swirling in his crimson eyes. "I'll… try and get into the Shrine's Sacred Library, okay? Maybe I will find something that will make sense of your existence. I promise you."
He lifts his head to meet your eyes, and a small smile pulls at the corner of his lips. "I'm glad we met, little fox."
This phrase struck a deep feeling of dread within you after he turned on the spot and went into the woods. Surely, this was just a weird feeling after such a deep conversation, right?
Wrong.
But still, you left to go back home and try to make sense of his being. You've never broken a promise, not in your 200 years of lifetime, and you won't start now.
"Delighted to meet you this early morning, dear y/n. What can I help you with?" Guuji Yae greets you with her playful smile when you make your way up to the Grand Narukami Shrine.
"Good morning to you, too." You greet her with a bow before meeting her eyes. "I would like to inquire about something. Can you spare me some of your precious time?"
Her ears twitch when she senses how serious you are about the topic you are about to ask her.
"Of course, what's bothering you, dear?"
You sigh deeply and try to find the right words to say. "So… I'm certain you've heard of Kaedehara Yoshinori's grandson?"
"You mean Kazuha? What bothers you about him?" Miko turns serious now and crosses her arms in front of her chest.
"I… have had a bad feeling ever since he left yesterday. He doesn't know what he is, and it's hurting him… so I promised to help."
The pink-haired woman sighs and averts her gaze for a few seconds before meeting your eyes once more. "It's a really old tale, a few centuries old, to be precise, so you likely haven't heard of it."
"A tale? As in… Folklore?" You ask her with furrowed brows.
Lady Guuji Yae nods before continuing. "I'm sure you were looking to go into the Shrine's Sacred Library, but because you haven't got a clue, you came to ask me first, is that correct?"
"Yes, that is correct, but only partly." You agree with a nod. "I planned to come to you first regardless due to your vast knowledge."
She chuckles heartily. "You flatter me, y/n. Okay, then, I shall explain what your beloved Kazuha actually is."
Heat spreads across your face upon her comment, but you keep quiet and let her explain the tale.
"Many moons ago, there first appeared a certain person. This person bore neither name nor weapon; they arrived out of thin air one foggy night at the shore of Yashiori Island. The said person looked and behaved like any other mortal human being - but they were different. They could shapeshift, manipulate the elements, and do other things only we Yōkai can do. This person was Kaedehara Yoshinori's Great Grandfather, the first-ever Onmyōji to set foot upon this land."
"Onmyōji?" You ask after she makes a pause.
Miko nods and sighs before continuing. "Onmyōji are humans with the powers of Yokai. Each of them has a different kind of power, and it's impossible to tell because their abilities do not get inherited from their parents. Now tell me, what kind of abilities have you seen from Kazuha?"
You take a second to process all the information Lady Yae just bombarded you with. The soft morning breeze gently messes with your hair, and it almost feels like someone's airy touch gliding through your locks.
"I haven't seen any, but he keeps talking about how the wind tells him stuff…"
"Hmm… This is the first time I'm hearing about someone who's able to make use of the wind." She replies, striking a thinking pose. "But regardless, you've got your answer. Now go find him, y/n."
You nod, "Thank you so much, Lady Yae!" And bow quickly before switching to your fox form and trying to find Kazuha.
It smells like a storm is coming when you arrive back at the place you've last seen the Samurai. Though it's faint, you manage to make out his scent and rush to find him, the feeling of dread suddenly hitting you like a truck.
You find him sitting slumped against a tree, his katana dirtied with dried blood lying next to his open palm facing the sky.
"Kazuha!" You yell after quickly transforming back to your human form and rushing over to him. "Hey! Kazuha! What happened to you?!"
Your stomach drops when he coughs and specks of blood land on his clothes and yours. "KAZUHA!"
The man can barely lift his head enough to look into your eyes, those cat-like pupils were blown wide and made them appear almost black.
He cracks a smile. "Hey there…"
"Kazuha what the fuck happened to you?! Why are you here in this state?!" You frantically look around for clues, but all you can see are cuts across the forest floor, on the trees, and the metallic smell of blood. "Did you get into a fight?"
"Yeah…" He replies weakly, harsh coughing interrupting him and shaking his battered body. "But I won.. heh."
A tear drops from your eyes and you rush to check him for wounds.
You stifle the horrifying scream that threatens to escape your throat when you manage a glance at the terrific stab wound to his abdomen. His blood has stained his clothes a deep scarlet and even formed a little puddle on the ground. "I- We have to get you back to the city! If you don't see a doctor it's going to be over for you, you gigantic idiot!"
Kazuha manages to chuckle slightly, his red eyes meeting yours for the first time now. "Y/n, I don't think it's looking all too promising for me right now.."
"Shut up! I will make sure- I will make sure you make it! Even if it costs me my own life!!" You wail as your tears stream rapidly down your cheeks, "fuck. Don't do this to me now, Kazuha! I've just found out about what you so dearly wanted to know!"
His eyes widened; surely, you didn't..?
"You… You're an Onmyōji. Lady Yae told me about it. Now- don't dip on me, you asshole!" You panic when his eyes fall shut and decide to proceed quickly. With quick hands, you tie your ripped-off sleeve around his stab wound to stop the still-going blood from flowing out. You hoist the rather petite man into your arms and make a run for the city, praying that your doctor friend was still awake.
"Y/n? What- Oh my God come in!" Your friend opens the door after your relentless banging, quickly letting you in when she sees the state of the man in your arms. "Sit down, I'll patch him up."
So you nervously take a seat on one of the chairs in the living room, hands playing with the hem of your shorts to keep yourself occupied.
Half an hour later, your friend emerges from her medical room and sighs. "He barely made it. If you would have taken just five more minutes, it might have been too late for him."
"So he'll be okay?" You ask, ears flat on your head.
"Yes, I did my best and he's a fighter. He will recover soon, all thanks to you." She smiles and plops down on the chair across from you. "So… he's the one you like?"
"Kokomi! Now's not the time for this!" You wince when she throws you the look.
"Hah… fine. I'm going to bed. You can sleep on the bed next to him if you want to. Good night!"
Kazuha woke up the day after, and you've helped him get around for the next 2 weeks due to his wound. He was practically forced to live with you until he could do stuff by himself again… but neither of you minded.
"Kazuha, I'm back! I brought some Sangayaki for you, too!" You exclaim after entering your house. "Are you hungry?"
He appears by the doorway with a soft smile on his face and takes a bag out of your hand and into your kitchen.
"A little bit, yes." He replies and takes out the food you've brought.
"Let's sit down on the couch and have dinner then." You suggest and quickly go into your room to change into more comfortable clothes.
Upon entering the living room, you see Kazuha already seated and patiently waiting for you to join him.
"Enjoy your food!" You smile at him and you both start eating.
Kazuha smiles happily as he chews on his Sangayaki, and you melt a little on the inside at how pretty he is.
"Do you want a bite?" He suddenly asks upon noticing how you've been staring.
Heat covers your cheeks, but you're intrigued so you nod. However, you didn't expect him to move his piece of Sangayaki towards your direction, eyes set on feeding it to you.
You look into his eyes while taking a bite out of it, and he watches you intently as you chew.
"Woah, this is delicious! No wonder it's your favorite!"
Kazuha's eyes crinkle adorably as you comment on the food. "You're so cute, y/n, it kills me sometimes."
Suddenly the room goes quiet and you witness the man's eyes gradually grow bigger and his cheeks taking on a darker hue of red by the second.
"Kazuha," You mumble, finally having made up your mind after contemplating for 4 weeks, "I really like you."
He puts down his Sangayaki and you do the same with your food, your eyes finding his again after this short interruption.
You watch as he scoots closer to you, the way his Adam's apple bobs as he swallows his nerves, and how he licks his lips out of nervosity. "I… Really like you too, y/n."
You smile softly, ears flattening on top of your head and your tails curling around your side as his right, bandaged hand holds you gently by the neck. Your eyes flutter shut the second you feel his soft breath hit your face and welcome him in.
You've been waiting for this to happen for so long, and now that he's here, kissing you so softly it almost feels surreal.
What you didn't expect was that Kazuha isn't as soft as he looks…
A surprised gasp escapes you when he pulls you closer by your waist, and his tongue enters your mouth. You can't hold back the soft moan that you make when your tongues touch, hands grasping his shoulders for dear life as he eats your pretty noises up wholly.
His hands slide down to your waist, then your hips and your thighs, his fingers resting at the sides of your butt and digging in slightly.
Soon you pull back for air and catch a glimpse of the string of saliva that connects your lips to his with a heated face. "Kazuha…"
He chuckles and swipes his thumb across your bottom lip, ridding it of your mixed saliva before dipping his head into the crook of your neck and placing feathery kisses there. Your arms instinctively move around his shoulders, but you forgot about gravity, and suddenly you're on your back with the man you've liked for such a long time hovering above you.
Goosebumps cover your skin when he flashes you a gentle smile and dives in for another heated kiss, his tongue easily dominating yours. He's so good with his mouth, it makes you wonder… has he had sex before? Surely he did, he's a beautiful guy, there's no way someone like him would be inexperienced.
But neither are you. After all, 200 years is quite a while to be alive, so you've obviously had sexual encounters here and there.
You're brought back to reality when you feel Kazuha's mouth latching onto your neck, and placing lovebites in his wake. The feeling was so much more intense and made you all the wetter because it was the man you hold so dearly.
"Do you really want this?" He asked after he's gotten down to your cleavage with his kisses, red eyes staring straight through you.
"I do want this. Especially because it's you, Kazuha." You reply and casually free his fluffy white hair from its ponytail. A happy smile covers your lips when his strands fall forward like a curtain around his face. "You're so pretty, I can't believe you're real sometimes."
He blushes again, but covers it up by running his hands below your shirt and up your torso. "You're just as beautiful to me, but I bet you're even more stunning when I have you sitting on my cock.."
Now it's your turn to feel the heat on your cheeks; you didn't expect him to be a dirty talker! This was so out of character for him, but it made him so much more attractive, for this is a side only you will get to see. "Oh, do you? Why don't we try and see?" You tease him back, the natural thing to do for a Kitsune.
His eyes suddenly turn dark, serious even as his hands move up further to cup your tits over your bra. "Your safe word is red, do not hesitate to use it if it gets too much, baby."
If only he knew what kind of carnal things you've done… but you stick to nodding along with a hum before he quickly discards your shirt, your bra following shortly after.
Kazuha could've sworn it felt like his rock-hard dick had gotten just a tiny bit harder at the sight of your tits. He wastes no time to latch onto one of your sensitive nipples and grazing it with his teeth, making your back arch and soft mewls to slip past your lips. If only he wasn't occupying the space between your legs, you would've rubbed them together due to your aching state of arousal.
He did notice the way your legs trapped him in, though, and he uses the opportunity to grind his election against your crotch. You let out one of the lewdest sounds he's ever heard and pulls away to look at your expression before doing it again.
He loves seeing your pointy canines poke out as you bite your lip, grabbing hold on his shirt and pulling at it as a sign for him to take it off. He does it quickly and rushes to take off both your pants and undergarments, leaving you completely exposed to each other.
"Gosh, you're so wet… You're ruining your couch cushions, little fox." Kazuha snickers and starts to unwrap the bandages around his right arm and drop them to the floor. "Bet I can fit three fingers in your greedy little cunt without problem? You could probably already take my dick without issue.."
You moan when he circles the tip of his index finger softly around your clit before doing what he said, three nimble fingers invading your wet walls.
Your ears lay flat against your head as he teases you before stopping altogether. For a few seconds, your eyes are glued to the ceiling before you feel him shift, and not a second later, your pussy is being assaulted by his mouth. His tongue messily flicks across your clit, dips just slightly inside your drooling hole, and all at neck break speed.
"F-Fuck, Kazu! You're so- Ah! Good with your tongue!" You somehow manage to speak, the end getting drawled out into a high-pitched moan when he unexpectedly pushes three of his fingers in again.
He watches your reactions and decides to push your buttons, the pads of his fingers prodding at your g-spot, and smirking against your cunt when he feels you clench. "Are you close?"
But without you having to answer, he knows. He recognizes how your legs shake and the way your pussy clenched around his fingers. Kazuha chuckles, driving you so close before pulling away completely just as you cum, ruining your orgasm and pulling a surprised sob out of you.
"W- Why did you do that?" You ask and look at him with teary eyes, yet all he does is chuckle before pulling you up and crashing his lips against yours. The taste of yourself makes you scrunch your nose but nonetheless reciprocate his affection. "Let me return the favor?"
Kazuha chuckles lowly before grabbing a hold of one of your ears and pulling just enough for your head to follow but not hurt. "You're trying to be sly, but that won't work, little fox. I make the rules here." He says in a warning tone before releasing your ear and grabbing you by the waist. "I'll pound your greedy little Kitsune pussy so good, baby."
Your world spins for a second as he spins you onto your stomach and pulls your ass up. Another wave of heat crashes over you at how exposed you are right now, and your tails swish behind you.
Kazuha huffs a laugh and traces the base of your tails. This makes you moan so loud you could swear Lady Yae could hear it all the way up on Mt. Yougou.
"Aw, I see…" He coos, and you feel the tip of his cock nudge at your pussy. "Let's see how dumb I can fuck my little fox."
You can barely brace yourself before he's already pushed his surprisingly long cock into you. His fingers dig into your skin as he bottoms out, and you swear you could see stars from how deep he's hitting inside you. "So- So deep, holy shit!"
A cocky smirk adorns Kazuha's face at the state you're currently in, and this was just the beginning. He pulls out agonizingly slow, watching in fascination just how wet you are for him before slamming back in. His hips meet your ass, and you feel his balls hit your clit from the force of his thrust. "You should see how well your greedy little pussy takes my cock, baby. You feel so damn good." Kazuha says between heavy breaths, the slapping of skin getting quite loud.
You can't help it, but his words ignite a fire in your belly, and you feel your cunt tighten around his dick. "Fuck, Kazuha! I- I think I'm gonna cum soon if you keep going like this!"
"Oh really? Good, be a good girl and cream all over my dick, make a mess, and show me how much of a little cockslut you are." He chuckles and somehow speeds up even more. Your arms give out, making you land face-first on the couch, but it doesn't matter when he fucks you this well. The euphoric feeling overpowers the discomfort of your current position, and your pussy spasms around his cock, informing him of your impending orgasm.
As if all of his ministrations weren't enough, he moves a hand down to your clit and starts rubbing it the best he can from the current position. The melody of your cute moans that exit your mouth is music to his ears, and he feels his own release drawing near. "Where do you want it, little fox?"
You're on the border of losing your mind over how amazing his cock feels, eyes going crossed, but you somehow manage to reply. "Inside! Please, please cum inside!"
Kazuha rubs your clit a little faster and chuckles, quiet grunts and groans escaping him as well, due to the effort of keeping his pace. "Want me to breed you, huh? Fill your needy little hole with my cum, yeah?"
His words circle your mind and you can't help but moan so desperately, his following thrust pushing you over the edge as you cum hard. Kazuha's eyes roll back because of the way your pussy gets so tight around his dick, sucking him in and spasming as you orgasm. This also triggers his, and you push your hips back towards him when you feel his warm cum in your cunt.
You must've passed out, because the next time you open your eyes, you're laying in your bed next to Kazuha. He's lazily stroking your hair and smiles when you make eye contact. "Hey there, sleep well?" He teases, "Also, you sure look good in my clothes, I could take you right here, right now once more."
"I would love that, even though I feel sore already.." You wince a little. "But no pain, no gain, right?"
"God, you're perfect." He grins before diving in for a heated kiss, which would soon escalate into even rougher sex than what occurred just shortly before.
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cheesus-doodles · 2 years
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Birthday at the Haitani's
Yandere Platonic Haitanis
happy birthday to Haitani Ran!
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"I can carry it, Rindo-nii!" You were never as quiet as you thought you were, Ran mused, a lazy smirk quirking his lips at the slight fuss being kicked up out of his sight.
Even without lifting himself from where he was lazily sprawled across the couch, head propped up on a pillow, and with the television on and droning on about something he couldn't care more about, Ran could still see everything going on clearly in his mind. That familiar, adorable scrunching of your nose as you concentrated hard on trying to balance (a strong word really) a small cake on a too-large plate, watched over by Rindo's scrutinising eyes.
The lights never went off unlike when your two older brothers surprise you every year on your own birthday without fail - you were far too clumsy for that. Yet you still were nonetheless excited - more than him, Ran suspected, at being involved in the process.
"Surprise!" You chortled.
He will never be surprised when it came to you; you were way too predictable for him to be, though the sight of you tottering into view was as adorable as ever, Ran swinging himself to sit upright in one smooth motion. The elder of the Haitani brothers was always happy to play along for you. "Aww, is this for me?"
You struggling with placing the plate down on the shorter coffee table wasn't new either, Rindo already waiting patiently by your side when you inevitably turned to look at him for help, doe eyes shining with frustration at your inability to set the small pink cake down without risking a drop. Stepping in, the blond-and-blue haired boy swiped the platter from you with barely a breath lost, freeing you to throw yourself at Ran, who caught you as easily.
Lazy smirk twitching up into a smile as you pressed a small package into his hands, it was rather Rindo's twitching face that the other fought to keep flat that tickled his belly (ah so he had to do with the color of the cake) as opposed to your charming self, though no one would find Ran complaining. "Happy Birthday, Ran-nii!"
He pecked a kiss to your forehead, to which you giggled. "Thank you, little one."
You really did fit nicely in the crook of his arms, the boy thought, one hand rested atop your head as you rambled incessantly about anything that came into that little head of yours while sat comfortably on his lap, your own arms thrown around his neck. But with every passing birthday, be it his, Rindo's or yours, only came the reminder that you wouldn't be their cute naive baby sister forever, no matter how much they fought tooth and nail to keep it that way. Rindo offered a slice of cake to you, and you accepted, quickly tucking in, a cheerful hum on your lips at the taste of a rare treat.
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tulipsempai · 2 years
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Any tips on art? I have been trying to get ahold of perspective for a long time but all my a temps just look ugly so any tips
Tips:
1- learn to not hold you pencil too tightly on the paper/canvas. It will help you to draw fast
2- understand that your sketch isn't your final, it can be as messy as it needs to be
3- try to not take your drawings too seriously. it is okay to make lots of incomplet drawings in your sketchbook. Don't think of them as failures
4-start small, and progressively you try to do something bigger
5-draw a lot. it will make you pratice, learn to draw fast progressively and you will learn few tricks on your own
6-find out what you like and what you dont like so you can decide what you can do to make it a pleasant experience for you
for example: i like simplicity but i hate to do lineart, so i draw with shapes of color
Tricks:
7- for perspective, try to see things as boxes
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8- nothing has to be 100% accurate and perfect. You can give the illusion of perspective and the viewer will still see it somehow
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(in the first drawing, the forest and ovens aren't in perspective and they are flat while the fence has some perspective)
(the second has a weird angle and it isn t accurate at all with the size of the room or the bed, but it isn't important)
9- if you don't know something, search of a image for reference on google and learn from it
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(I used a image of minecraft sand castle to know how to draw it.)
Do the same if you know how to draw a tree or anything complex like a forest or a city.
10- okay that one is more lazy than the others but... sometimes you don't need perspective -u-" colors can just do the trick.
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11- dont be too hard on yourself
...i hope that helped you a bit -u-'
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Whos got the best canon character design out of the order members? And whos got the best headcanon character design?
well i know who it ISN'T. i have to be honest i hate nari's canon design. it just feels kinda lazy tbh, like oooh the plant goddess is wearing ✨leaves✨how inspired lmao sorry i'm salty but it also just. doesn't work as an outfit. like how does it stay on. (also there's no real coverage if she has anything more than a completely flat chest and my headcannon of nari doesn't)
i think bellroc had to be my favorite. skrael's pjs are cute but bells just looks so fucking COOL augh. it's so unique too, and weird in the right way- like that feather cloak and their shock of bright red hair is just so fun! i lurve them
it's really hard to improve upon that lol, and i've mostly kept them the same so i wouldn't call them the best hc design. or nari, i'm still figuring her out lol and i don't draw her antlers half the time (they're HARD okay)
so it'd have to be skrael! i've kept a lot of his design the same and mostly just added stuff. ...now that i'm thinking abt it i kinda have several skrael designs (honestly none of my designs are the same from drawing to drawing rip 😭) i've changed his eyes certainly, his irises have an unnatural luminescence to them, almost too brightly colored, and his sclera are a kinda murky grey. he's got fully inverse eyes, making his pupils white as snow. (i know this wouldn't be functional idgaf rule of cool bitch)
but i've noticed i actually tend to not draw his fucked up skull thing, and just have him in his hood. cuz wtf is that thing (and how does it stay in his head???) so when i do give him a headdress it's more like a caribou skull+jaw visibly attached w a scarf or something. i also like to add a lining of rabbit fur to his lil cloak- and thinking about it, he'd look good with a second shoulder piece of a caribou hide ooh. his design is really simple so i like to add little things like his blond hair falling from his hood or his horns poking out. i also like to make him more of a dead sort of grey rather than blue raspberry lol. thinking about it now, i think it might be cool to have him w some sort of birthmark on his face? idk the image just came to my mind and it was sick. like a port wine stain but maybe pale? would that just look like a vitiligo spot idk. but yeah! skrael! love that guy he's so weird and cool
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animehouse-moe · 3 months
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2024 Anime Catchup
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I know I've been extra silent here, but I was really enjoying my time off at the end of this year (before getting sick). Of course, that means I was slacking while the Winter season got started up, culminating in this little catchup thread.
No, there's not really anything crazy detailed or important in here, but I just thought I'd share some brief thoughts on these opening episodes for series that I've watched as I catch up to Winter 2024.
Ishura
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This first episode of Ishura was a bit of an eye-opener; neither in a good nor bad way. It mostly made me aware of the style and approach that Passione is aiming for with the series as a whole.
The goal seems to lean into the out of house CGI with Sanzigen so that they can deliver on the 2D front. And really, I don't have too much wrong with that. Both ends of the animation are really good when they need to be. They might be a little slow or odd at times, but when it counts they show up.
Which is more than what I can say for composition and color design. It's inconsistent, at times rather lazy, and causes a lot of problems for how people will view the episode.
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In its isolated parts, they each do really well, but put together you get a lot of dissonance. You get static background characters that look considerably better than the leads, you get a massive CGI golem with no shadow or blending with the environment. It becomes a struggle to tie it all together, and that weighs down on the creative storyboards and direction, the incredible environment art and overall art direction, and even the impressive action animation.
It's a mixed bag, but if you can understand that it's a single piece throwing a wrench into things rather than the whole picture, Ishura has a pretty solid first episode that promises great things.
A Sign Of Affection
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A Sign of Affection has, by far, the best first episode of this bunch. Incredible in every sense of the word, they deliver a powerful and positive declaration of Yuki as a protagonist and where her story will go.
Sound design is the first thing that springs to my mind in terms of praise. Incredible awareness and thoughtfulness to express Yuki's hearing impairment in a non-invasive or overly explicit manner. It's just flat out great how many little details and additions they work into the episode to add to the experience.
Similarly, the character acting as a whole is incredible. Anime tend to cheap out on phonetics with character mouths, but A Sign Of Affection holds on and puts incredible effort into making lip-reading feasible with the series (which presents a unique challenge for dubbing). Really really great effort to add to the heart you can feel in the episode alongside the passion for incredible sign language.
And then there's the general praises. Art direction and environment art is beyond wonderful, the character designs are incredible for a first timer, and the boards and direction are really great.
Every last piece works incredibly hard to present Yuki's story as a University girl with a bubbly personality and a penchant for fashion before they choose to depict her as a girl with a hearing disability. It's a huge distinction to make and really sells it as the fact that Yuki's condition is not tragic, but rather much like every other aspect of her, is just another facet of her character. Yuki's character arc stems from her personality and existence as a person, and that in turn ends up expressed at times with her hearing disability.
Before Yuki is conscious of herself as hearing impaired, she's conscious of herself as the sort of quiet girl that doesn't have too many friends, the girl that might be awkward when interacting with the boy she has a crush on. It's just so wonderful to see, especially at this level of quality. Absolutely cannot wait for the next episode to air!
Delicious In Dungeon
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In a sense, I'm disappointed. Not at all by quality or output or anything like that, just style.
I mean, it's Trigger- like hell they'd ever put out anything even remotely subpar. It's great work, amazing, even. The work with food in this first episode is impeccable, the character designs are great, and the color design is wonderful.
But I can't help but feel like this could have been done by another studio, that this doesn't have that feeling that only Trigger could do it. And because of that I'm a little sad. The silly and excessive nature of Delicious In Dungeon absolutely lends itself to Trigger's approach with anime, so seeing it benched in favor of a much more subdued and reserved style has been a bit of a blow to my hopes with this series.
Though, the Red Dragon at the start screamed Trigger, so there might yet bet hope. It is only the first episode after all. I'll certainly be enjoying regardless, but I will probably be stuck wondering about what might have been with Trigger if they don't really go all out.
Also, the OP was a huge disappointment to me. Only a single sequence of food, which we don't see being made and we can't discern from the sequence. A baffling decision considering how important and central food is to this series.
Pon No Michi
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I really didn't expect much out of OLM for this, especially considering their lackluster key visuals and PVs. I was comfortably surprised.
When in motion, the character designs work really well. They're expressive and are used quite often with effective character acting. The color design isn't as offensive as I expected it to be, though the OST can be somewhat grating.
The real standout effort with this original though is the direction and humor. Both add an incredible degree of enjoyment to the series. The boards are very creative and place a lot of focus on perspective, and interestingly enough hands (this series is about Mahjong so makes sense), and the humor always finds the right times to interject with a reference or two.
The most bizarre piece is the sparing use of CGI at the Mahjong table. It looks good, and is well isolated so as to not stick out, but it makes for a curious case of use.
Still, it's overall far more than my expectations, so I do hope that OLM holds onto this quality throughout the season.
Demon Prince of Momochi House
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I don't have too much to add here really. The character designs are very divergent from the manga and speak to the rigidity of their designer, the environment art is really nothing to look at, and the animation struggles at times.
The saving grace is a few good ideas, which is all I think the season will be good for with this. It can be creative, but the output just isn't at a satisfactory level (which I did expect).
Certainly a let down for fans of the manga, but I think it'll accomplish its mission of advertising the manga well enough. It just doesn't have much else it'll be able to do past that.
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yippieitsarvensart · 5 months
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GRAAAAHH savanaclaw and pomefiore appearance hcs :3
leona- he is obviously muscular but also is kind of bigger bodied because he eats a lot and intentionally puts on weight like a lot of athletes do. he has a flat nose (like a lion/feline) but also because hes BLACK.. I HEADCANON leona has sharp teeth like the tweels because lions do, its just those two canines happen to be a bit sharper. also he has wicks and maintains them well. theyre not in a specific style or anything he lets his hair do what it wants, so some are super thick and some are super skinny! his eye with the scar is almost completely shut and he cant see out of it at all. also hes darkskin OH ALSO has long nails
ruggie- super skinny and lanky. skin and bones. he did put on some weight after joining NRC, i also think he has super slow metabolism!! lightskin with a lot of freckles like a hyena., also has a flat nose. same as leona all of his teeth are somewhat sharp, the canines are just bigger. he has a LAZY EYE because one of the hyenas from the lion king had a lazy eye, and also a bite mark in his ear. he has dark circles under his eyes like a hyena aaaand uhhh has curly hair he can twist. its not 4c but its curly maybe 4a idk :3 has a buncha scars from various fights and activities and like stuff (and cracks on his arm from leonas OB)
jack- muscular but not too muscular. i hate muscular teenagers what r u doing with all those muscles. you are 16. stop that this instant young man. but anyway i think hes pretty toned but i just dont like muscular teens i think theyre uhhh. unattractive(?) personaly. nothing against them. anyway. same teeth as leona and ruggie blah blah blah ALSO instead of that fuckass confusing hair he has he has white locs and stuff :3 his nose is darker than his face like an actual dog. i also think hes a husky so his hair and tail and stuff get super puffy in humidity. has a supr long tongue like a dawg blehhh uhhh yaaa ^_^ i also think he has monolids. has.. very few scars from like tripping and falling during track maybe. brownskin
vil- WHITE WOMAN with a hooked nose. i said this on twitter buttt she has a pudgy body to account for the beauty standards of the 1950s, which i mainly base her off of due to me also basing her off of marilyn monroe :3 nnnd she has a pear shaped body kinda curvy also a thigh gap. she has sharp downturned eyes and kind of curly hair which she straightens. blonde is her natural hair color!! she has sharp bow shaped lips!!! i hc she has bad back acne that she covers up LOL.. uhh also lots of moles! and stuff. she has sharper than normal canines :3
ILL FINISH TOMORROW ITS FUCKING LATE
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Honestly these'll help me so good with whenever I get around to drawing like, any of these bitches. I'm so bad at thinking of my own hcs I gotta steal from all'a'yall XDDD
I gotta say I am so so in love with your vision of Vil... She's an icon she's beauty and grace... Vil oh Vil I love you so... Idk man idk what to even say you cooked you slayed you ate you buried me alive you massacred my family WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT FROM ME
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Little Darlin' (an Elvis fanfic)
Word count: 899
Rating: G
Summary: One summer afternoon at Graceland, things take an unexpected turn while Elvis gives Lisa Marie a manicure.
Author's Note: I had this idea a few weeks ago, but wanted to wait to post it for Lisa Marie's birthday.
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The summer was dwindling away, its conclusion drawing near. For Elvis, this meant just a few, precious days remained that he could spend with his daughter, Lisa Marie. In just a week’s time, he would resume his performances at the International Hotel in Las Vegas, while she would return to her mother, Priscilla. Few things could surpass the ecstasy Elvis felt entertaining crowds of adoring fans, but the love for his family, especially his daughter, was definitely a worthy opponent. For now, it was just a lazy August afternoon as the two sat on the floor of Lisa’s bedroom. Each day had an aura of unpredictability about it. Today, Lisa decided that she wanted nothing more than to paint her nails. Elvis held her small, delicate hand in his, brushing nail polish on her even smaller fingernails. He made one final stroke along her pinky nail as she eagerly waited for him to finish.
“There. All done,” he announced. Lisa quickly pulled her hand from his grasp to admire her nails, now colored a peachy pink. “Do ya like ‘em?”
“Yeah!” she stated, unable to contain her joy.
“Alright, you jus’ gotta let ‘em dry for a few minutes,” Elvis told her. Lisa, being ever so impatient, began to shake her hands in hopes that the fresh polish would dry faster. Elvis couldn’t help but grin at his little girl’s antics, knowing he was just as eager and impatient as her when he was her age. “Okay, I think that’s good,” he said as her hand-shaking came to a conclusion, “Anything else you wanna do?”
“That was fun,” Lisa said, “I want to try painting nails, too!”
“Honey, we jus’ painted your nails,” Elvis reminded her. “That polish is gonna be on for a little bit. Your gonna have to wait ‘til it comes off before you can paint ‘em again.”
“I can’t wait that long!” Lisa looked at the bottle and got an idea. “Why don’t I paint your nails, Daddy?” She grabbed the bottle and began to unscrew the cap before Elvis stopped her.
“Maybe we could try somethin’ else instead,” he said, guiding her hands into putting the bottle of nail polish down.
    “Why? You don’t want me to?” she asked dejectedly. Elvis could tell from her pout that he had just done the one thing he swore he would never do: upset his daughter. He never could say “no” to her, and had to act fast in order to rectify the situation.
    “No, sweetheart, it’s not that! It’s jus’... why don’t we use a different color? I can’t go stealin’ your look, ya know?”
    “Okay!” Lisa’s spirit instantly perked up. “What color do you want?”
    “Well, let’s see what you have.” Elvis placed the bottle of nail polish on top of Lisa’s dresser alongside a few others. Weighing the options, he chose a navy shade sitting on the far end. It would at least match the jumpsuits he planned to wear during his upcoming engagement. “How about… this one!” He handed the bottle to Lisa and resumed his position across from her on the floor. His hands lay flat as Lisa began adding color to them. Elvis had rarely been on the receiving end of such treatment, so the sensation was unfamiliar to him. The stroking motion of the brush, the sensation of the cool polish touching his bare fingernails, something about it felt refreshing to him. As the brush reached the edge of his nails, Lisa grumbled. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
    “I can’t do it as neat as you did,” she stated, referring to the streaks of blue now lining his fingers outside the border of his fingernails.
    “These things take a little practice, honey,” he reassured her. “Besides, we can clean that up real easy once it dries.” 
    “Okay. Hold out your other hand,” she ordered. Elvis did as he was told while Lisa restarted the process. She worked more carefully this time around, concentrating hard on staying within the lines. She made her way across his hand, slowly brushing one last stroke along his pinky, just as he did with her. Once she deemed her work complete, Lisa framed her hands to view her work the way an artist would to envision their painting in a gallery. “Perfect.” With this stamp of approval, Elvis lifted his hands and inspected his nails in a manner similar to his daughter just minutes prior.
    “That’s a real nice job ya did, sweetheart,” he commented. “Maybe you could be a professional painter when ya grow up.”
    “Maybe,” she pondered. “I don’t know yet.”
    “That’s all right,” he said. “You don’t gotta decide jus’ yet. Jus’ know I’ll be proud of you no matter what ya decide.” Lisa giggled, enjoying her father’s praise. “Come on, let’s go show everyone your pretty new nails.”
    “And yours too, Daddy!” she reminded him.
    “And mine, too.” Elvis took his daughter’s hand as they made their way out of her room, letting her lead the way. He had no qualms about being seen with his new manicure. It was hardly a secret that he regularly wore makeup, and it didn’t feel too out of place among the emerging musicians of the day. Even within his inner circle, most of them had children of their own and would probably understand. Besides, no one dared to come between the king and his little princess.
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dreamsinombre · 8 months
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idealism-sits-in-prison:
I use stitch fiddle or chart minder (both are websites). There's also the Wooltasia app.
violetdale:
Also, you can google knitter's graph paper and print it out if you want to design with pencil and paper. There are also books of knitter's graph paper available to buy online. You can just colour your designs right in. Knitter's graph paper will give you a more accurate prediction of what your pattern will look like than regular square graph paper because the proportions are designed to mimic the knit stitch.
Ah, thank you for the tips on the actual writing of it, but I was looking more for resources that cover how to calculate sizes and how many stitches to CO or inc/dec throughout due to the tension for colorwork being different. Like, for a regular sweater for myself in Xweight, I CO Ysts, but would that number change for a colorwork sweater since the tension is different? That’s more what I’m trying to find resources talking about. I recently did those Stardew Valley Summer socks and had to restart them after my initial attempt because they were turning out way too small due to the tension. I’d hate to start a sweater with my usual, “fly by the seat of my pants, figure it out as I go” method of designing and end up with a sweater that doesn’t fit and have to start it all over again after getting, idk, 2/3 of the way through. But I’ll be checking these sites and such out when I get to the point where I’m writing down the pattern. I typically just use Excel for the actual graphing of things because I’m lazy. But having the names of a couple websites that also provide the charts is handy, too!
redportrait:
Stitchfiddle is good for designing, I'm using it right now. Re: tension, yes, it is different bc if you don't pay close attention when you're learning your stitches will be too tight--the floats at the back (the yarn you're carrying) don't stretch as much as knit fabric does. I space out my stitches right before changing colors, so that I know the floats are long enough to lie correctly. Not foolproof but much better than nothing. Idk what everyone else does[.] I'm sure there's better ways out there as well ! What are you searching for ? If "stranded colorwork" isn't turning anything up try "fair isle colorwork", that's the way I've heard it referred to most often.
Good to know Stitchfiddle has two endorsements now! I’ll definitely check it out. But I also have knit colorwork before, off of others’ designs, so I’ve already got that initial learning curve of, “oh, I need to space these stitches out.” Which was interesting, since one of my mundane magic powers is perfect tension (non-colorwork, I now have to specify)! That’s the tip that I came across multiple times when first learning: keep your right needle stitches all spread out as you go.
I also know that Fair Isle is one of a handful of different colorwork techniques that come from a specific region. I haven’t delved too deeply into the nuanced differences between those techniques, mostly because I haven’t knit any patterns specific to those regional designs and am not looking to make something specifically in any of those styles. I didn’t realize it’d be so difficult to find resources on just non-regional-specific colorwork!
violetdale:
Look up books by Alice Starmore and Mary Jane Mucklestone. They both have stitch dictionaries for designing your own fair isle pieces, that also include tips and instructions on colour work.
diddlysquash:
If you’re wanting colorwork hats or sweaters, tin can knits has an ebook called “strange brew” that has a lot of the math figured out for sizes from newborn up through a very size inclusive adult where you can plug in your own charts for fingering, DK, or worsted weight yarn. It was really helpful for me getting started. Otherwise, know that in colorwork your tension will differ more than usual between flat and in the round, so if you’re swatching try the speed search technique[.] Sorry, speed swatch technique. You knit across the row on a circular needle, but instead of joining in the round or doing a purl row you slide the work down the needle and then carry the yarn along the back. It’s way more accurate.
Ahh I will definitely check those authors out, thank you! That’s kind of what I was looking for after realizing most of the promising-looking online resources I did find were e-courses (at and least one in-person course) that are quite up there in price and/or not running anymore.
I did come across Tin Can Knits’ Strange Brew, but it seemed like it was just for seamless yoke, and the design I want to tackle first will have colorwork motifs down the body. But! I shall give them a look; TCK are solid and always worth checking out.
I also didn’t know about the speed swatch technique! I do prefer to knit my sweaters in the round (I think seaming might be my absolute LEAST favorite thing to do about knitting. So much so that I’ve been trying out ways to pick up sleeves instead of seaming them on because I hate doing it so much and feel like my sleeves always twist no matter what I do to prevent that), so having a swatch technique that replicates that so I can get more accurate tension would be fantastic. Thank you!
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squadrah · 1 year
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speaking of sailor moon swuadra, riz, ghiaccio and formaggio makes me wanna ask for trans hcs for these :3
Oooh, nice, especially because I usually default to headcanoning them as cis, though I could easily be led down this glorious path...
Risotto: I feel like he only started transitioning after he avenged his cousin; he might have been aware of his own gender dysphoria or desires earlier, but like with everything major, he was biding his time, and once he needed to disappear off the face of the earth, it was as good a time as any to affect change. He probably went more scantily clad upstairs after top surgery, at which point it was less of a distraction overall, ehe. Also I think it was you who threw in the idea that every month he is made aware of his period by Metallica making a cameo, and I am still laughing about it. Just his own little Greek chorus bemoaning his fate... XDDD I will also insist on a metal cup in his prison pants, as extra protection.
Formaggio: He might have caught on very early because when told that he should behave and not be such a tomboy or whatever nonsense people tell their small children, his first thought probably was "then I'm gonna be a boy and then I'll do whatever I want!" First it's a sort of resistance, almost akin to "not like other girls", but then it develops into this feeling of, hey, I actually do click with what I'm going for. Unlike Risotto, I could see him going for the see-through mesh even before top surgery just because he's proud of having a nice chest. May or may not pack; at home he might be too lazy, but if going out, he would want to for show.
Ghiaccio: I see him mostly as agender - I feel like rather than pick anything, he hardly ever thinks of himself in this way unless some externally imposed limitation is reminding him that structurally enforced gender is a fucking curse. At the same time, going with a sports past, he would have been in a prime position to pass either way, and I could see him not needing top surgery at all because his chest is so flat and shapely from training. Add to this some neutral-colored sportswear and he would have been cruising on in ambiguity until finally just shrugging himself into a more masculine state of being. Doesn't pack regardless.
BONUS: I rarely plug fics because I read so little (due to work exhausting my eyes and brain among other reasons), but I'm going to recommend Freek'N You by Antagonisht because at least one ficlet has trans!Formaggio and that was when I first considered it and liked it, even if I didn't adopt it. Read a few of these back in the day because we're mutuals on Twitter and it's all high quality goods.
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