#//Will he still appreciate him aesthetically? OFC he will

[orphiicheartd]

As far back as his years in Night Raven, Divus has held feelings for Trein. He never once intended to make the other aware of said feelings (certainly NOT while he was still his student), but it became their secret when Divus happened to have gotten a little heated during a disagreement between them in his own first year teaching that it slipped out. He has no current intentions to pursue the man, but he still holds a soft spot for his senior. Even if many would think otherwise, their little spats considered.

[koiiiji]

I love your writing! I will continue to support you😭🫶🏻🫶🏻Can you write hyeok kwon x reader nsfw?

nsfw alphabet

author's note ; THANK UUUU💌!! i haven’t really following wb hashtag lately, so im sorry if someone already did nsfw alphabet with Kwon Hyuk

author's note 2 ; MDNI, AGELESS BLOG DNI OR I WILL BLOCK YOU!!

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Hyuk is sleeeeeeeeepy. after sex you need to push him to the shower, so he won't fall asleep all naked and sweaty (but let's be honest, sometimes it happens too...). but usually after shower he likes to get in comfortable, close position and snuggle into your body and blankets to slowly fall asleep with small sex talk (i think he likes to hear your prises after sex, like did he do a good job? (ofc he did)).

b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

i think he appreciates his arms and hands! he knows that he has some strength and likes when you can grip on to his biceps in the heat of the moment. i mean he knows how to work his hands.

as for you, he truthfully loves every part of you. if you ever asked him 'what part of me is your favorite?' he would actually say boobs. he likes resting on them.

c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

i don't think Hyuk is particularly keen on making a mess, especially of the bed. i truthfully think he'd surprisingly enjoy cumming on your face, mainly around your lips. messy oral? he's done for.

d = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

i honestly have no idea what to put here, because Hyuk is quite lazy and not really kinky... but maybe he would like to try some role games?... sex in cosplay costumes maybe?... like to see you in cute bunny or kitty costume with ears and tail? maybe?

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

he is pretty experienced. he watched a lot of porn — different kinds, from home to most trivial ph shit. don't forget that Hyuk and Wooin are friends since high school and this fact alone allows to think that these gremlins been through some experience. so don't worry, he knows how to use his fingers and dick!

f = favorite position (this goes without saying)

so, i think something simple like missionary where he can stare into your eyes, kiss you, tell you sweet things, etc. his ultimate choice is on the side, when he can hold your leg and slowly fuck you from behind. cowgirl can work too if he is extremely lazy today.

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

can't help but be clumsy sometimes. he can't help but giggle when hair gets caught in your mouth or some other silly thing. however, he likes to keep things intimate and prefers to have a serious moment with you in bed

h = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

clean shaved or well trimmed. i think he finds it more aesthetically attractive and just likes to keep his higiene be that way.

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

calm, can joke sometimes if it's appropriate of course. but mostly he is completely immersed into the process — kissing, cuddling, holding your body, tease, whisper sweet nothings into your ear

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Hyuk is super chill about...everything. if he needs it right now he will do it. he doesn't see anything wrong with it honestly

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

okay so...i think vanilla. when you're getting to know him and for the first few times you have sex, he keeps it simple. but with time he can go more and more sweet and even romantic. however, i think Hyuk have his kinkier side!! i think he really enjoys mocking you. like 'so wet for me already? greedy girl' and other dirty talk.

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

your bedroom! he is super lazy and if he had opportunity he would stay in bed all day (and this is canon i think, still it been stated in wb that he is lazy and likes his bed too much)

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

seeing you all domestic, in his oversized clothes, just woke up standing in the kitchen, hair is messed and eyes are still sleepy. he really likes slow morning sex on the kitchen!!

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

bringing other people to your bedroom. and really weird stuff like peeing or something like that

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

mmm 50/50 with giving. i don't think he have a great skills. like he surely can go down on you, but Hyuk is not super skilled and his tongue and jaw get tired quite fast. but he is not pushing you to give oral to him either.

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

depends on his mood. he can get really fast when he's feeling extra needy or kinky. however, when usually Hyuk will take his sweet time teasing you and go nice and slow with his thrusts, movements, touches. but there are time where he could also use slowness to his advantage and tease you.

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

nope. i think he consider it as unnecessary splash of energy, he would rather wait until you two have a mood for proper sex. and he likes resting in bed and generally are lazy so it's no.

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

uuuh, he definitely wanted to try few places like changing rooms, or maybe friend's place, but just out of curiosity, he probably won't like it, so his preference is bedroom (read 'because he fall asleep almost immediately')

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

i don't think he has very high stamina. it's not that he gets really sleepy after, but he can't go for multiple rounds. i think Hyuk doesn't really understand the point of few rounds if you two already had great time. like he can go two rounds if you insist or it's been a long time since he's seen you. he can last a while though, i think. but dont expect him to be sex machine, he is super lazy.

t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

most of the time he is indifferent about such things. if that means it will bring you extra pleasure, he don't mind.

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

ohh he likes to tease!! both with words and actions! he likes to tease you through your panties with his slander fingers, he likes to tease your clenching pussy after he spent some time with his fingers ther. he likes to give you playful bites, slapping, literally everything!! he loves teasing so so much

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

keeps quiet, mostly. some interjections of grunts and groans, especially when he cums. he uses his voice more for humiliating-sweet talk, when he teases you! he loves hearing your noises, though, and it gives him more encouragement than anything.

w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

once you woke him by going down on him. he really liked it and secretly want to wake up like this more often, but he is kinda shy to ask this since he doesn't really enjoy doing same to you (as i said, only because he isn't that skilled and get tired fast)

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

i would say average. he is quite slim, vienny, but okay, maybe a little longer than average.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

i think he has a fluctuating sex drive. during flu and cold season — autumn and winter — he is so clingy, desperate for your body heat, and won't let you escape warm bed, snuggling into your boobs. however, during the summer... just dont touch him. hot weather affects him so much that you hardly receive a hug from him.

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

immediately. just few minutes after shower, when you two just cuddling, murmuring soft nothings and you found him not answering you, so you rise your head just to see he already softly snoring in his sleep.

[candychasse]

Hiii! I asked this question on the ‘Osana’ Reddit and you said you had more, SOOOO: What are all of your headcanons for the Male Rivals?? General Headcanons pretty pretty please :3

Haiii! Good to see you on here ^w^ & ofc!

(Also ignore the fact half of them don't get fun pictures or a gif I'm posting from the app lol xD)

General Male Rivals Head cannons!

Osano Najime

He is stupidly good at playground games (like rock paper scissors, go fish, etc) to the point where nobody wanted to play with him as a kid because they knew he'd win.

Favorite Pixar movie is inside out.

He actually is really good friends with Hanako. They both spend a ridiculous amount of money on blind bags together. And whenever Osano goes to the store he keeps an eye out for ones Hanako would like.

And Hanako has made him a friendship bracelet, which Osano being the tsundere he is, promptly pretended to hate it but still wears it as an anklet to this day.

Has helped organize fund raisers for local animal shelters and veterinary emergency rooms.

I feel like he has contact lenses and wore glasses in middle school. Whenever he's doing his judgemental stare his friends if he's put his contacts in that day.

He gets really into decorating and customizing his phone, like changes his whole layout, stick, phone charms, pop socket, app overlays, wallpaper, depending on what season it is.

Reads shojo manga but pretends to hate it.

^ his favorite is fruits basket

Amao Odayaka

One time he was at his great grandma's house making sourdough bread, and he accidentally slammed it on the old wooden counter so hard that he made a hole which the dough fell through to the cabinet shelf below. So not only did he break a counter he also had to scrap the whole batch. That memory haunts him and keeps him up at night.

Impulsively buys every apron he sees. He has a whole section of his closet purely dedicated to aprons.

Favorite movie is ratatouille, naturally.

He is uh, a little dense when it comes to social cues. He's nice don't get me wrong, just he isn't very good at getting sarcasm.

His favorite deserts to make are macarons and pound cake.

He has a love-hate relationship with the Gordon Ramsay show 'Hell's Kitchen' because he gets ridiculously mad at the condition the kitchens are always in. But he loves seeing the before and afters.

He runs the cooking club like a pirate ship tbh, he usually has to break up fights between the members. Except for Saki because she minds her own beeswax.

Kizano Sunobu

He has played many, many, roles in theater such as: The Wicked Stepmother From Cinderella, The Phantom of the opera, The Rat King, King George the third in Hamilton, and many more.

He can sing quite well, and took gymnastics lessons as a child so he could very much be considered a quadruple threat. (Singing, Acting, Dancing, and Acrobatics.)

Went to a preforming arts high school, but due to his family moving he had to transfer to Akademi.

His favorite animated movies are Leap! And Anastasia. Although he does have a love for old Disney aesthetics.

He has quite sensitive skin, being allergic to glycerin, so he has to be very particular about what products he buys.

Kizano plans on becoming a Broadway actor once he graduates, and because of that he is fluent in both Japanese and english, and is working on learning Spanish.

He really appreciates the club members who are stage hands, always making sure to thank them after every show.

While he is cocky, egotistical, and down right self centered at times, he does truly appreciate his club members.

He has some, interesting opinions on the other club leaders...

He likes and appreciates Amao, mainly because they both have an unyielding passion for their respective fields.

He hates and despises Asuo, because he finds him too relaxed and annoyingly positive.

He in fact does not know Oko exists.

Oko Ruto

Is very good at sewing due in part to the fact he likes to replace the button hole embroidery on his white shirts to a beige tone and the buttons to match his eyes, making it look like his buttons are eyeballs. Also because sewing comes in handy for occult/supernatural shenanigans.

Likes to visit graveyards to see if there's any intriguing tomb stones. Like funny last words, statues of the dead, intriguing ways a person died, ect.

^ he is very respectful though, only really approaching graves that are particularly old.

The occult club does more than just stalking students and summoning demons. they also practice ways to tell the future, speak to ghosts, birth chart and palm readings, and alien investigation night. (Held every other Tuesday.)

He watches BuzzFeed unsolved supernatural. Because weirdly enough true crime gives him the creeps but not ghosts and ghouls.

His favorite animated movies are, Spirited Away, Alice in wonderland, and Paranorman.

His father was a paranormal investigator, but has major Dale Gribble vibes so safe to say he runs an occult goods shop with tarot cards, oujia boards, future reading tea and eggs, and more now after being 'encouraged to retire'.

His mother is a practicing psychic who was actually brought in to help solve the murders at Akademi. She now runs an in store future reading service. Personality wise she's very much so like Jessica Rabbit, sweet charming, and a showman at heart.

Asuo Rito

This man seems like a golden retriever and he is, but sweet Lord does he not actually process his emotions. Everytime he gets upset over something he just throws himself further into training regiments.

Has like seven dogs currently and overall in his life he's had twenty.

Enjoys all sports but knows he should be focusing on just one, but he just can't pick. He enjoys track and field best, but that could just because that's what he wins the most medals for....

Took one martial arts lesson when he was ten and Budo accidentally broke his nose. Swore off martials arts ever since.

Speaking of which, childhood friends with Budo, although at first they didn't like each other because they were on opposing soccer teams.

He in fact does not know Kizano has one sided beef with him. He thinks of all the club leaders as his friends, except Kaga, he finds him creepy.

Favorite animated movie is the Incredibles.

Man is his and his teams own cheerleader, doing full on chants and cartwheels at swim meets.

^ has accidentally cartwheeled into the pool, DURING A RACE.

Mujo Kano

This man would make a better mortician than a nurse! He always gets hung up on fixing patients hair rather than filling out important paperwork.

Studying to be a pediatrician, specifically specializing in infants.

Has an unhealthy build a bear problem. He builds a bear every week and they have invaded his couch, bed, and shelves.

He is a walking disaster. Someone save him.

Osoro Shidesu

Chain smoker, no further elaboration.

He's weirdly stoic, like definitely not a party person, despite being a delinquent hooligan he reminds sorta like an old timey knight.

Rbf to the max, man came into this world with a scowl. There's not a single picture of him in his childhood where he doesn't look like a hell spawn.

Good at cooking in the same way a shady Denny's chef is good at cooking. Like cigarette in hand, cussing under his breath, while making the best funfeitti pancakes known to man.

It brings joy to his grinchy little soul to see a slug bug. Like in ironically giggles when he sees one.

Also thinks clowns are hilarious. In another life he'd be a shady circus owner.

He either has the cutest softest smile known to man, or the creepiest smirk ever.

Favorite animated movie, Up and lady and the tramp.

At his core he does believe in fairness. If a guy is harassing a waitress he won't hesitate to take him outside iykyk.

Hanako Yamada

Has gotten his arm stuck in an arcade machine after trying to just grab the plushie he wanted. The fire station was called and had to help get him out.

Wears keychains on his belt loops of his favorite characters like Keroppi, Hello Kitty and Mimi, and Happy from fairy tail.

Is actually not that social around those he doesn't know, personally I like to think he has some form of social anxiety which prevents from getting close to many people.

The reason why he dresses so cutely is that he figured that even if people stared at him, at least he'd know why rather than just being clueless.

Favorite animated movie is the toy story saga which he cries to every time he rewatches.

Really enjoys playing matchmaker with people he knows, for example in middle school he introduced his aunt to his homeroom teacher, leading for them to get married three years later.

Loves playing animal Crossing (and spending a ridiculous amount on leaf tickets in pocket camp)

Has an absurd amount of plushies, except he does know how to stack them properly to make it seem like he only has a few.

Is studying to be an architect or interior designer, he hasn't quite decided yet but he hopes to someday make homes that'll reflect his clients essence.

Has two pet hamsters, Hamtaro and Hamantha.

Megamo Saikou

Denser than cement when it comes to how much things cost. Not like business expenses because he's been trained for that, but he does think a loaf of bread costs twenty bucks.

Was a premature baby and had a heart problem causing him to be rushed into surgery nearly immediately after being born.

Would be studying to be a brain surgeon if he wasn't set in stone to inherit the company.

Actually rather appreciates the arts, such as art galleries and musical theater.

Favorite animated movie is sleeping beauty.

Likes to people watch, he finds it amusing to see how others live.

Is a horrible cook, like cannot make box Mac n cheese.

[naomijoestar]

Hewwo!! May I request a platonic bruno gang reacting to a team member who has like. A creepy doll fashion aesthetic? Like makeup and clothes make them look like a spooky porcelain doll? Idk if this makes sense 😭

Masterlist here <3

Ofc you can, and this makes perfect sense! I’m sorry for the late reply 🫶🏽, also I have noticed how much you interact and support me, I always see you in my inbox and I wanna thank you so much for that❤️

Bucci Gang with a member who has a creepy doll fashion aesthetic (platonic)

Bruno Bucciarati

Bruno is polite as always, though you can see a flicker of surprise when he first sees the new look. He leans in, his sharp eyes studying the details with interest. “You have quite a unique style,” he says thoughtfully, his tone carrying genuine appreciation. Though it’s unusual, he respects the confidence it takes to pull off such a distinct appearance. If anyone else reacts poorly, he’s quick to defend your aesthetic. “In our line of work, we’re not exactly traditional, are we?”

Leone Abbacchio

Abbacchio’s reaction is… complicated. At first, he just stares, his mouth pulling into a skeptical line. “Are we fighting enemies, or are you one of them?” he mutters, though there’s no real malice in it—just his trademark sarcasm. Over time, though, he becomes unexpectedly tolerant, even giving a rare compliment. “I suppose it’s better than whatever ridiculous things Mista throws together.” You’d catch him glancing every now and then, as if trying to figure out the logic behind the look, but he’ll never admit he’s intrigued.

Guido Mista

Mista’s first reaction? Pure shock. He almost jumps, then laughs nervously. “Geez, you look like one of those creepy dolls in horror movies,” he blurts out before he can stop himself. Despite his initial fright, Mista warms up quickly and becomes obsessed with the details, poking at your outfit and asking questions about the makeup. He’s always trying to convince you to try other creepy accessories and suggesting wild horror-inspired looks. He’s one of the few who tries to add the doll aesthetic to his own wardrobe, with questionable results.

Narancia Ghirga

Narancia doesn’t hold back—he’s visibly freaked out. “That’s freaky!” he exclaims, staring wide-eyed with a mix of awe and fear. He starts throwing questions your way. “How do you even make yourself look like that? Do you practice in the mirror? Doesn’t it hurt to keep such a serious face?” His curiosity overcomes his initial wariness, and he’ll sometimes follow you around, pestering you to teach him how to do some of the makeup tricks. He ends up respecting it as a “totally hardcore” look.

Pannacotta Fugo

Fugo does a double-take, and for a moment, you can tell he’s genuinely startled. His reaction, however, is more reserved compared to the others. “It’s… very specific,” he says carefully, trying not to sound rude. He’s probably the only one who might subtly encourage a less eerie style, especially if he thinks it might distract or unsettle the group. Still, he eventually realizes that your look actually gives you an air of mystique, and he learns to appreciate it in his quiet, slightly uncomfortable way.

Giorno Giovanna

Giorno’s reaction is subtle but layered. The first time he sees you, his gaze lingers, taking in every detail with a discerning eye. Unlike the others, he doesn’t show surprise or discomfort; instead, he offers a small, approving smile. “You’ve crafted a look that stands out,” he says, and there’s genuine admiration in his voice. Giorno appreciates art and self-expression, and he understands that your aesthetic is more than just a “creepy” look—it’s a statement.

There you go ml <3 I hope you like this! I honestly think this was super cute especially because I personally love experimenting with aesthetics and love dressing up different! Also, if I’m not very active it is because I have been working on something special for my birthday (october 31st; yes, I was born on halloween 👻) 👀, I hope you guys will like it once its out, hehe 🙃

[tinyfantasminha]

Hi op! Just wanted to say I love your art and your oc, and of course your brainrots over Jack  🫶 they made me like and appreciate Jack a lot more! If it's okay to ask, how did you ended up liking him? Was he already a fave from the start or did he worm your way into your heart gradually? And (if you're comfortable ofc) what made you decide to yume with him?

Hope you have a good new years!! 💕

AAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH CRYING ON MY KNEES.....!!!!! This makes me so jkgjgjfkdjkfkh,,gfhfgjddjfh ...... thank you so much 😭💕

No matter how many people still say to me they've come to appreciate Jack more because of me I can never get used to it but it's still a wonderful feeling!! Like YES that's what I want !! Love Jack Howl!!

Anon, you just opened pandora's box...... I wished I could answer that in a few words, but I can't. Too much thoughts, too much words I need to get out of my chest. FINALLY THIS OPPORTUNITY HAS COME... *rubs hands*

I might as well put up the whole Jack-loving saga from start to present in chronological order. This is gonna be a VERY long post. (a lot of spoilers and thoughts on book 2 and 3)

To tell the truth, no, Jack was not an immediate fave! I remember seeing the official promotional art for the dorms back in 2019 before the game even released. The ones that immediately got my attention first were Leona, Ruggie, Malleus and Silver. HJDDHHGNJDSD I remember being immediately excited seeing savanaclaw cause they tick a lot of boxes I like… ''ohh??! furry kemonomimi dorm with edgy biker aesthetics?!'' <- is obsessed with leather jackets. But I regret to say that Jack didn't catch my attention, aside from the wolf ears. I-It makes me sad to remember that I judged him at first… 😭 Since Leona and Ruggie are smirking in their official sprite, and Jack looks so overly serious and closed off. BUT BOY, IF ONLY YOU HAD TOLD ME BACK THEN THAT I WOULD HAVE A 4+ YEAR OBSESSION WITH THIS WOLF GUY…………

I had missed the game's launch (march 2020) and only got to know they had already released it when I saw an user on facebook sharing screenshots of their game. Before downloading the game, I decided to watch all of the released main story segments on youtube (god bless Shel_BB's channel). I got invested right off the bat, and as I watched my faves basically fluctuated every week or every a few days... I remember my first (?? was it actually first? I don't remember anymore) fave being Ace because of course hE'S THE FIRST CHARA OF THE MAIN CAST TO APPEAR... that is, until Leona's first appearance in book 1 it ruined my life. I was like ''ah, there he is. Hot lion guy. He's my fave. Can't wait for his chapter'' I SEE A HOT KEMONOMIMI I PRESS LIKE but after book 1 ending, I was so moved by Riddle's backstory that he also became one of my faves?! DAMN GIRL DECIDE

OKAY SO HERE COMES THE GOOD PART, which is book 2. Nowadays I think that book 2 is in fact not good from a writing perspective, Leona's plan is dumb, Ruggie and Jack never got the closure they deserved, it felt too rushed etc. But I wasn't really thinking about it in a critical way, I was just excited to see new characters and how the story would go (good for me ig?? at least I had a good experience). Anyway, I remember taking an immediate liking to Leona and Ruggie but I was still super neutral about Jack throughout most of the chapter. I remember admiring his sense of justice and willingness to betray his dorm, so he was already getting on my good side. sfgsdkjgs I think the first... spark... was the moment when Jack came into ramshackle to personally wake up Yuu. ''I wanted to make sure you didn't mess everything up by oversleeping'' OKAY LIKE BUT WE JUST MET...? I wondered why he'd go that far for a nobody he just met? Then it occurred to me, could it be that he... CARES.... 😱

I thought him being a tsundere was cute. I always had... a thing for characters that look stoic and edgy but are actually big softies. I blame Lucario from the movie Lucario and the mystery of mew for starting my obsession with canine stoic ''I need no friends'' energy characters when in fact they DO need friends And I was also both amused and surprised that he could transform into a literal wolf?! JKDSJKFGSJK I STARTED TO THINK AAWW THATS CUTE FOR HIM... I love fuzzy animals so this was a bonus for me. And then after Leona's overblot there WAS... THIS SCENE--

Something about Yuu pointing out that Jack genuinely smiled and him going all tsun about it stirred a warm feeling in me... I just thought it was the cutest moment in the game so far. This was the point where I realized Jack is a genuinely sweet and caring character. After book 2 ending he had already ranked a lot higher in my tier list.

But it was only during book 3 that ACTUALLY started my spiral to madness made me realize he was gonna be more than just a character I liked.

I want to clarify that when I was watching the main story, I was self inserting as Yuu the entire time, meaning I was trying to imagine myself in their situation and how I would react if I were in said situation. There wasn't anything of substance directly affecting Yuu in book 1 and 2, but book 3 was when it got a lot personal for me. Right off the bat in book 3, adeuce and Grim got separated from Yuu and were forced to be Azul's slaves alongside a bunch of other... idk 100+ students? (or was it 200?) this was the first time since the prologue that Yuu was completely alone, and it made me feel a pang of dread. I'm not proud to say I was never the most independent person, (must be from neurodivergency + always being the pampered youngest sibling of other 4 older siblings 💀) and being socially awkward, I'd completely freeze in this situation. It's just a very stressful and scary situation to be in. That's why I was immediately relieved when Jack appeared. He refused to help at first but all it took was ONE phrase (either tease him or make him feel pity for you) to convince him.

''You've gotten pretty used to how things work in this school. Can't be helped. I'll tag along with you for a bit.''

He said he would tag along FOR A BIT... AND HE LOYALLY STAYED BY YUU'S SIDE THE ENTIRE TIME, UNTIL THE END OF THE EPISODE. I was SO deeply moved by that, you have no idea. When I was in middle school I had really bad social anxiety, like Idia-level. I was the type of person who had to cling on every possible chance of being helped and escorted around in social situations, and I couldn't vocally ask for help, so I had to wait until an extrovert took pity on me and helped me. Once in a school trip, we had to take a train at the metro station and everyone else seemed to have a magnetic card but not me... I thought I was gonna be left behind so I started to panic real bad and have an anxiety attack, and when I pleaded to my extroverted 'friend' for help, they turned their back on me. It was an awful feeling that still makes me feel helpless every time I remember it. So that's why at first I thought Jack wasn't actually gonna help Yuu, and when he... changed his mind so quickly and decided to tag along, it was a very special moment to me. I thought, ''you have no reason to be helping me but you're doing it anyway.'' Feels like in twst most of the characters have an ulterior motive when helping others, but not Jack. He claims he's not worried about adeuce and grim, but he's too easy to read. He cares, even though he gets no compensation, or any kind of reward for this. It made me feel safe around him, like I could rely on him for everything. This was the first heart arrow.

Every time spent with Jack in book 3 I fell more and more in love with him (even though I wasn't aware of it yet). He's a lot more nuanced here than he was in book 2; he shows more sides of him like his silly puppy side (when he was excited to see that octavinelle was underwater and gushed about it like an excited puppy and then got self conscious and awkward about it STOP HEWASJSGJKGSOOSOCVNSMDOSO CUTE) his caring, worried, nervous sides… He also totally did NOT NEED to accompany Yuu in Mostro Lounge's VIP room since Azul had business with Yuu only, and yet Jack was ALWAYS on their side, like a loyal guard dog. Feeling safe and reassured around a person is EXTREMELY important to me. No matter what happens, Jack is not the type to turn his back on you. If you're nice and genuine with him, he will help you with anything and never let you down, it's what I thought.

AND THEN UH.... THERE WAS THAT ONE SCENE WHEN ADEUCE + GRIM + YUU + JACK HIDE UNDER AZULS TABLE IN THE VIP ROOM... THIS IS A SCENE I THIN K A LOT BECAUSE UH... SQUISHED-UNDER-A-TIGHT-SPACE-TOGETHER-TO-HIDE MAY BE ONE OF MY FAVORITE TROPES..... AND I CAUGHT MUYSEFL THINKING NOT SO FAMILY-FRIENDLY THOUGHTS LIKE....DOESS THAT MEAN I'M PRESSED AGAINST JACK HERE,,?!??'/? AGAINST HIS BIG, WARM... tibbies... WHERE I CAN FEEL SAFE AND PROTECTED.... ADNW WE HAVE TO STAY QUIET AND VERY STILL SO AZUL DOESN'T CATCH US OOOooooHHHH....... LET ME REMINGD YOU I STILL DIDNT CONSIDER MYSESLF A SIMP FOR JACK BUT MY CHEEKS WERE AFLAME I WAS RED IN THE FACE AND IT GOT ME THINKING '''''''N-NO WAY I DONT LIKE HIM LIKE THAT RIGHT??? (This was the second heart arrow.)

AND THEN AND THEN AAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaAA…… WHENB YUU AND GRIM ARE KICKED OUT OF RAMSHACKLE AND HAVE NOWHERE TO SLEEP AND SINCE ITS LIKE NOVEMBER IT MUST BE COLD AS FUCK OUTSIDE….. THIS IS BY FAR THE SCARIEST SITUATION FOR ME, I LIVE IN A WARM PLACE IF I HAD TO SLEEP OUTSIDE AT A TEMP UNDER 10 DEGREES CELCIUS WITH ONLY A SCHOOL UNIFORM I WOULDNT JUJST ''CATCH A COLD'' ACE TRAPPOLA I WOULD GET HYPOTHERMIA AND FUCKING DIE PROBABLY, GETTING KICKED OUT OF YOUR OWN HOME WITH NO PLACE TO SLEEP? I'D JUST GIVE UP CURL MYSELF INTO A BALL AND CRY……. BUT TJEN BUT THEN JACK LIKE AN ANGEL DESCENDED FROM HEAVEN OFFERED YUU AND GRIM TO TAKE THEM TO SAVANACALW?????????????? AND HE CLAIMS ITS CAUSE EVEN THOUGH HE SAID HE'D HAVE THEIR BACK, HE DIDN'T FEEL LIKE HE ACTUALLY HELPED THEM UNTIL NOW…. AND ACE AND DEUCE AND GRIM ALL SMIRKED AND TEASED HIM ABOUT LIKE ACE'S VOICE TONE IS VERY REMINISCING OF THE TONE SOMEBODY USES WHEN THEY TEASE SOMEONE ELSE ABOUT THEIR CRUSH I FELT IT IN MY BONESSS… LIKE HEY JACK WHY ARE YOU BEING SO NICE TO THEM IF IT DOESN'T BENEFIT YOU… COULD IT BE THAT YOU'RE (GASP) CRUSHING ON THEM…?!?!? YOU KNOW THIS IS THE ENERGY I GOT FROM THIS SCENE AND IF ONLY THIS GAME WAS ROMANCE-INCLINED THATS EXACTLY HOW THIS SCENE WOULD GO I FEEL IITTTTTTTTTTTT DSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAJGNNJNJCFNJBCVÇ;CV;/VC;ÑCV~]DF.ÇHFDMHFDNJDHFJHBNDFJ

……..That was the third heart arrow.

My mind is hazy after this. I don't know what else to say for the climax + ending of book 3, I really enjoyed Azul and the tweel's characters, but my mind was still on Jack and how I came to love him after this. I remember hoping that… we would get to sleep in Jack's room (this was before I realized that all of first years room were a shared 4-person room, I thought only heartslabyul was like this 💀) but I was not disappointed to find out we'd sleep in Leona's room instead 😋 is bonked

While Jack was super high in my tier list at that point, he had to share first place with some others for a while… I downloaded the game in july 2020, but it was only during august that I started to actively post art here on my blog and engage more with the fandom. And during that time I was passing through a octavinelle + scarabia phase which was especially strong during august and september if you follow me ALL THE WAY back then…… congrats soldier my faves fluctuated between Jack, Jade, Floyd, Jamil and Kalim constantly and there was even a time where I considered the Ja-trio (Jade, Jack, Jamil) my favorite characters and couldn't choose between them. So what made me ultimately lean towards Jack? Uh, to sum it up it's because he was the least popular. I was in a somewhat big twst discord server back then and although I'm super grateful to have been part of the server and met wonderful people there who are friends till this day, I also had a few unpleasant experiences. Jade, Floyd and Jamil were super popular in the server I was in, so whenever I tried to talk or gush about them, I was talked over. The server was also yume-friendly but I was still figuring out this whole yume thing and who I'd yume. The more I was talked over and ignored in favor of the louder and more popular tweels/jamil stans in the server (I think there was AT LEAST 5 yumes for each of them...) the more I felt unmotivated to keep gushing for them. Whenever I made art of them, people would immediately tag the popular loud stans to gush other THEIR reaction, and suddenly the conversation was immediately shifted towards them. I know this sort of thing is expected in a big server since people already have their circles but man… It made me a lot insecure to yume them.

But whenever I talked about JACK I was actually listened to, and my opinions were validated. Simply because back then there were little to none Jack stans, so most of them looked up to me as reference for a ''Jack enjoyer/simp''. I started to think how unfair it was that the other characters had plenty of love, plenty of attention already while Jack had almost none. No one hated him but no one quite loved him either to consider him their #1. I was baffled because he's genuinely one of the sweetest characters. I know it sounds silly, but I felt compelled to be his advocate. I WANTED people to see just how sweet he is, how he's more than just a big, uninteresting jock that only talks about working out.

I always sympathized with the odd, with the outcasts, with the ones that weren't chosen because they were not like the majority because they remind me of what I went through as a socially anxious aspie kid (I was never really comfortable revealing my diagnosis online but there you have it, autistic vic reveal lol as if that wasn't obvious before ig) do you know the feeling of being in PE class and the two kids forming groups are choosing who they want for their team and you know you'll be dead last because no one wants you in their team? So you end up in a random team not because someone chose you, but because you were the only one left and they needed to fill the space. They don't necessarily want to kick you out of the team, but they don't want you either. You're indifferent to them. This is how I imagined how Jack must have felt like in the fandom. Always ''he's such a good boy'' ''he's so sweet'' but never someone's favorite. I've lost count of how many self proclaimed ''savanaclaw stans'' I met that are just solely Leona stans who talk 90% of the time about Leona, the other 10% about Ruggie and outright IGNORE Jack.

After getting Jack's first birthday card in the first 10 rolls, I decided, well he's gonna be MY favorite. The other popular characters have enough fans, enough people to make art and writing for them. It wouldn't make a difference if one more fan is added or removed. But for Jack, at least back then, it DID make a difference. Finding people in the eng fandom who would do fanart of him (like just HIM, not him being part of a group like savanaclaw or first years) was so rare. And especially finding accounts or blogs dedicated entirely about him…?? I don't remember seeing any of it. This…erasure, this indifference towards him made me feel even more connected to him. I want to keep supporting him, to keep giving him the love that he deserves.

In these 4 years he's been a massive source of comfort to me, if I feel anxious or stressed I imagine his big, warm hand on my shoulder, on the small of my back, patting my head etc… I imagine him motivating me to work harder, to push myself out of my comfort zone, telling me to stop moping and to get up and try again. I imagine him giving me his tail to hold and pet when I need to keep myself grounded. I imagine his disapproving look when I have dishonest thoughts or think about taking shortcuts.

I don't know how to finish this, but if you read ALL of this congrats and thank you for bearing with me lol it took me almost 4 hours to write this entire bible...... if you DID read all of this, I hope I could, if only a little bit, change your perspective on Jack Howl for the better.

I love Jack Howl.

[lurafita]

I want more fantasy Malec AU!

*inspired by a prompt in the discord server!*

Paint the scene: Crown Prince Alec who has to go on a journey to do something (choose your adventure), to proof himself worthy of the throne. It's tradition. He is allowed to take companions with him. One of which is court magician/wizard/warlock Magnus, ofc. Who tries very hard to protect him, which is kinda hard because Alec does NOT want Magnus to get hurt.

Magnus: "My Prince,-" Alec: "I don't like it when you call me that." Magnus: "Well, I don't like it when you jump in front of a poisoned dart meant for me." Alec: "You were busy keeping that wyvern in check, I couldn't let that asshole hiding behind a tree hit you!" Magnus: "You are the future king of this country, you can't go around using your body as a shield for just anybody." Alec: "You are not just anybody." Magnus: "Alexander, I appreciate the sentiment, but my job is to protect you, not-" Alec: "Your job is to be by my side. Now and when I'm king. So …"

Jace and/or others: "Just fucking kiss already!"

- Also, Alec just pouting because Magnus is adressing him formally and not calling him "Alexander" or "Darling" or "Pretty Prince" is a new aesthetic I need in my life.

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This could come up in such funny ways. just imagine: Jace, finding Alec pouting on some balcony: "Come on. I admit things aren't looking great right now, what with the King of this country rejecting your proposition of alliance with our kingdom, but we are still allowed to stay here and rest and restock on supplies. And there is still a possibility that the princess will get her father to reconsider. So stop looking so down."

Alec: "That's not it."

Jace: "Then what?"

Alec: "Magnus called me his Highness."

Jace, eyebrow raised: "You mean when he was introducing you to the king, in a formal setting, where it's expected to use royal titles?"

Alec: "I don't like it."

Jace: "Lord, give me strength."

[fireflyinks]

Could you write a smut fic about Noah Calhoun from the notebook? I love your work and writing style, and would love to see how you interpret the character.

first time

noah calhoun x reader smut

contains : smut, loss of virginity, p in v, praise, fluff, very vanilla

a/n : yes ofc! thanks for leaving a request :) i love noah (and pretty much any ryan gosling character) with my whole heart.

18+ MINORS DNI

Noah’s truck dragged down the gravel road which led to my house. I’d been waiting on the porch for him for an embarrassingly long time, even though he was perfectly on time. I just liked being outside to see him drive up to my house, and I refused to risk him being early and missing it.

“Hi Noah,” I called out as he got out of his truck and ran up the wooden stairs to meet me.

“Hey beautiful.” He pulled me into a firm hug. It felt nice, I hadn’t seen him in about four days since he’d been so busy with work, but it felt like an eternity.

The hug lasted about ten seconds before he pulled away and kissed my cheek, looking down at me and smiling.

He reached for the door and opened it for me, and I quickly made my way in. My parents were out of town, and I had the house all to myself. Of course, my parents would’ve never let him and I hang out alone, especially not in my room, even though Noah and I were eighteen and legally adults. I was still under my parent’s roof and those were the rules.

They had been hesitant about Noah and I seeing eachother at first. I was a good girl, good grades, never got into any trouble, and Noah was Noah. But he grew on them, so were allowed to date.

With certain restrictions.

I walked to the kitchen, giving the freshly baked plate of cookies to Noah. “I made your favorites.”

If I had to give a girl life advice, I’d say ‘get yourself a man that looks at you the way Noah Calhoun looks at a plate of cookies.’

“You’re too good to me.” He smirked, taking the plate from me.

We sat in silence in the living room as we ate, just enjoying each other’s presence. Noah knew it was going to happen tonight. I knew it was going to happen. Neither of us were brave enough to admit it.

But god, I wanted it. I’d been hoping Noah did too, but we were never alone enough to experiment anything. Even at Noah’s house, where his dad basically didn’t care what we did, we didn’t want to risk him walking in or over hearing anything.

As if reading my thoughts, Noah cleared his throat.

“Look, I know you’re probably assuming that I expect for something to happen just because we’re home alone, but I just want you to know you don’t gotta do anything if you don’t want to. I’m just here to be with you, and I won’t be upset if you don’t feel comfortable enough to…”

“I want to.” I interrupted him quietly.

He raised an eyebrow, “Are you sure? I mean really, it’s up to you.”

“Do you want to?”

He nodded immediately, “Of course I do, but I want you to feel comfortable too.”

His genuine concern for how I felt made my heart flutter.

I grabbed his hand, interlinking our fingers. “I want it more than anything. I promise if I get uncomfortable, I’ll tell you immediately.”

Noah smiled, standing up and picking me up from the couch. I giggled as he carried me up the long set of stairs to my bedroom.

The difference between him and my room’s decor was almost comical. He stuck out like a sore thumb compared to the baby pinks and the overall aesthetic.

Noah laid me down on the bed, crawling on top of me and placing small kisses all over my face and neck. He was gentle and slow, which I appreciated since I’d never done anything like this before.

He pulled away for a moment, slipping his shirt off. I took the opportunity to lean forward and take mine off as well.

Noah kissed down my ribcage, fumbling with my bra’s clasp in pursuit to take it off. I laughed to myself and helped him.

“You’re so beautiful.” He looked at my bare chest in awe. I couldn’t help but blush shyly, since he’d never seen me this uncovered before.

“Th- thank you.” I breathed out slowly, maintaining eye contact with him.

He continued kissing down my abdomen, until reaching my skirt. Noah looked up at me, as if asking for consent once again.

“Please, Noah.”

He slipped my skirt off slowly, leaving me in just my underwear. Examining the pink fabric for a second, he smiled and looked at me.

“These are pretty.”

I blushed as he took them off of me. Noah breathed out almost harshly, looking me up and down. He stood in silence for a couple of seconds.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, slightly panicked.

“I don’t understand why any guy would wanna be with a girl other than you.”

I giggled, “What do you mean?”

He spoke as he began taking his jeans off.

“You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen and I ever will see. Nobody else could ever amount to you, you know that?”

For a blue collar country boy, Noah had a way with his words I’d never understand.

I felt myself getting wetter than I had already been from him undressing me.

“You’re so sweet, Noah.”

He stepped out of his boxers and climbed on me once again.

“Are you ready?” He asked, positioning his member against my core.

I nodded slowly, preparing myself for the pain I’d heard first-time sex would bring me over and over and over again.

He pushed into me, sighing in pleasure.

“How do you feel?” He whispered after a moment, after entering me fully.

It didn’t feel as bad as I had expected, just a bit uncomfortable, but exciting at the same time. This is what I had been waiting for, Noah was finally giving it to me.

“Good- not too bad. You can move.”

Noah slowly began to piston in and out of me, careful not to go too fast. He placed his hands on my hips. The pain slowly crept away, replaced with genuine pleasure. I let out small moans with every thrust, and Noah grunted ever so often.

“You feel so good, baby. You’re so so so good for me.” He said in my ear, trailing down to my neck and sucking on it lightly as he continued to thrust.

He continued at this pace for a while, until I was ready for more.

“More” I sighed out.

“More what, sweetheart?”

“Faster, deeper, I just want more of you.”

He nodded, quickening his pace. I threw my head back in pleasure, softly moaning.

“I- I don’t think I can last much longer.” Noah mumbled against my neck.

I shook my head, “Me neither.”

“Come for me, baby. Show me how good I’m making you feel.”

I nodded, feeling the tight coil in my stomach snap ever so suddenly, and I released onto his member. He moaned, pulling out and finishing on me.

“Thank you, Noah.” I sighed, looking down at his load on me.

He interlocked out lips, kissing me passionately.

Pulling away, he spoke against my cheek. “I’ll be back, gotta clean you up.”

He went to my bathroom for a moment, coming back with wet rag.

“How do you feel?” Noah asked, hesitantly.

I smiled, “That was perfect. So much better than I thought it would be.”

Noah pretended to be offended, “Ouch, were your expectations really that low?”

I rolled my eyes, laughing, as he continued to clean my stomach with the rag. “No, but I just expected it to be awkward and painful because that’s how everyone describes it to me, but it wasn’t either of those things. You made it perfect.”

Noah smiled, kissing me again.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it pretty girl. It was great for me too. You have no idea how nervous I was.”

He left again, coming back without the rag.

I looked up at him, feeling more emotions than I’d ever felt in my eighteen years on earth.

“I love you so much.”

Noah climbed into the bed with me, pulling us under the covers.

“I love you more, sweetheart.”

[optimisticgrey]

I am so glad you called, Darling

Dom Astarion x named OFC sub

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It has always been you, Part 6

summary: Celeste is unable to get Gale out of her head, so she seeks refuge in submission with an old friend.

author's note: Sorry the slow burn takes so long ;) thank you @alstrodurge for allowing me to use her screenshots

content warning: 18+ MDNI, This is adult themed. BDSM Scene in an established relationship, containing: mentioning of past drug use, general powerplay, gentle dominance (Astarion) with female submissive (OFC, Celeste), smoking, spanking (hand, belt), choking, nipple play, oral (m receiving), begging, orgasm denial, fingering, soft hint of overstimulation, analsex, lots of begging and praise

word count: 6,1k

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Celeste spent the majority of the next day in excitement, a low, subtle, but undeniable arousal simmering beneath the surface.

Asking Astarion had been the right choice, she was certain of it. They had always played well together, their dynamic had evolved naturally over time.

Soren had been cheering her on when she told him. He had known Celeste needed this—needed the connection, needed the challenge as much as she needed submission and pain.

The small smirk she could recall from their last interaction, still lingering in her thoughts, only deepened her anticipation.

Checking the clock, she realized she would not get anything useful done today, so she drove home and took a long hot shower, shaving and cleaning herself.

Celeste chose a pencil skirt and a simple blouse, knowing he liked it and combined them with simple black pumps.

As she stood in front of his apartment, she felt herself relax.

Yes, she was still nervous. A session with him had never been not memorable and it had been some time since their last encounter, but she was actually looking forward to seeing him.

Astarion opened the door, smiling. He folded his arms in front his chest, leaning in the door.  Celeste felt her arousal rising and gulped hard under his intense gaze. He had always been able to see her clearly and embrace everything she was and needed with open arms.

Still, she had nearly forgot the power she allowed him to hold over her.

Noticing he had chosen an all-black outfit to welcome her back, she smiled.

“You look as delicate as ever,” he purred, opening his arms. Celeste sank into his embrace, sighing heavily.

“Hi,” she only whispered, shuddering under his touch.

“Oh dear,” he mused as he gestured her inside. “I’d planned to offer you a drink, but perhaps we should save the conversation for later, hm?”

Celeste stood in the hallway and took off her coat. He had dimmed the lights and lit a few candles. He was aware she preferred low lights to minimize sensual overstimulation, and she deeply appreciated the gesture, yet found herself surprised by it.

“Take off the heels and follow me,” he ordered, his voice low and gentle.

Celeste felt herself tense as she shed the shoes. Lowering her gaze as he led her into the bed room, she found herself shudder with excitement.

He had closed the heavy curtains and cleared the bed, draped in red cotton sheets. A small black pillow sat on the ground before the bed.

There were candles in silver candleholders on the black dresser and nightstand, adding to the gothic aesthetic of the room.

This had absolutely been the right choice. It had been more than two years and still, nothing had changed.

“Thank you for seeing me,” she whispered as Astarion turned around in the middle of the room. His gaze darted to his feet, where Celeste sank to her knees.

Her hands folded on her back in an internalized movement, her eyes closed.

“I am so glad you called, darling,” he mused. His hands opened the leather belt in his dark jeans and he took his time to remove it, savouring her rising arousal as much as the slight shudder the sound of leather on cotton sent over her body.

She did not need the encouragement; she was already dripping wet.

“Tell me what you need,” he ordered.

Celeste let out a shaky breath, her throat tightening as she swallowed hard.

Her thoughts swirled.

Everything?

Nothing?

She felt lost in the search for the right words, her mind struggling to find clarity.

Then, his hand gently cupped her chin, calling back her into the moment.

“Look at me.” His voice was still gentle but the command unmistakable.

Celeste opened her eyes to find his, level with hers. She gulped again, still lost for words.

Astarion smiled knowingly.

“It’s alright, darling,” he added gently, caressing her cheek “Take your time. Do wish to change to our arrangement?”

Celeste shook her head quickly while his fingers traced gently across her cheek down to her throat.

Though his gaze was steady and the command clear, she was not allowed to look away.

Gentle, careful fingers closed around her throat, just enough to lock her in place.

Celeste felt herself fall into the save oblivion of submission. Her cunt was already pulsating with longing, waiting to be touched, used.

The simple act of being ordered to kneel had been enough.

His voice, his commands and the trust she felt made her shiver. She was safe here, with him, under his care and the realization was noticed.

“Well done,” he just smiled. “Now tell me what you need.”

“I need to be not myself tonight, please, Sir.” Her eyes flickered to the belt, neatly folded in his hand, resting on his thigh. “Just…shut off my head for a moment. Please. Your hand. The belt. A cane. Whatever you want.”

“Whatever I want?” he chuckled delighted. There was a fire building in his eyes as they wandered over her face. “Are you quite certain?”

“I am, Sir.”

The unguarded lust in his smirk made her swallow hard. She was certain she might regret those words at some point during the upcoming night.

“Fuck, I missed you,” he mused before he kissed her fiercely, forcing his tongue into her mouth. Celeste gasped, leaning into his hand on her throat and the kiss at the same time.

It was a greedy, messy kiss, speaking off trust and unguarded, raw lust.

“I missed you too, Sir,” she added with a smile when they parted. There was quick burst of gentle acknowledgement on Astarion’s face, and he kissed her forehead. Celeste understood the gesture.

“Kneel on the bed. Face down, ass up. Extend your arms for me,” he ordered, his voice firm again.

Celeste rose quickly, falling into position on the bed. She knelt before leaning over, spreading her legs just enough to keep a good grip and as far as the skirt allowed.

Her arms extended; he gently stroked them. “Good girl,” he purred. “You know I prefer you willing and obedient.”

“Yes, Sir,” she sighed, relaxing into his guidance. It felt so good to be seen. “Thank you.”

“You are most welcome,” he whispered, focussed on closing leather cuffs around her wrists and tightening them to chains. She would not be able to move much which was his intention.

With quick steps, he moved around his bed, sighing happily as he dropped the belt next to her. She could feel his fingers gently touching the inside of her right thigh, trailing upwards. So deliberately careful, she shivered heavily and let out a slight moan.

He stopped right before his fingers reached her most sensitive spots and repeated the gesture on her left leg.

As if she could get any more aroused.

“This is a beautiful skirt and a most delicate choice. Close your legs just enough for me to open it.”

The zipper on her back was opened and she felt the skirt fall away, leaving her completely exposed.

Celeste took a deep breath.

There was no way she could hide how wet she already was.

“Oh fuck, darling,” he moaned lustfully. Without hesitation, he pushed one finger into her, leading to Celeste leaping forward in surprise.

“I apologize,” she moaned desperately as she sank back into position, his finger fucking her hard and fast. “Oh fuck, yes…..yes….please….”

Her eyes fell shut, her head dropping onto the bed as she leaned onto his finger, raw and unfiltered need echoing from her throat.

“I missed you,” he whispered again. Celeste could feel him position himself behind her, but he did not stop to fuck her. Resting his lips on her cheeks, pressing flourishes of kisses onto them as his other hand moved around her leg that parted under his touch nearly in an automated gesture. Carefully, he exposed her clit, spreading her lips open. The bedroom air felt surprisingly cold on it before his finger started circling her.

His touch nearly undid her. This, all of this, the exposition, the gesture, the chains, the fact that he had not hesitated to welcome her, was a dream come true. A deep need fulfilled.

“Please,” Celeste begged again and he chuckled sadistically, only quickening his movements.

She drew a sharp breath, moaning senseless as he added a second finger to open her further.

“Please!”

“Tell me what you need, love,” he grinned, his teeth gently gracing her cheeks. He started on the right side, working his fingers in circles while her hands continued to push her further. He had effortlessly found the right spot inside of her again, his fingers threatening to undo her with every push.

“Let me hear what you need.”

“I need you to use me,” she begged. Although she knew it was a futile effort, she tried to synchronize the movements of her hips with those of his fingers. They curled inside her in the perfect angle again, reaching her most sensitive spots and a half-moan, half-scream left her throat.

“Please….I….Sir…I…..”

Her lips did not want to form coherent words as she pressed her face into the sheets, her hands clinging to the chains. His fingers worker her mercilessly, forcing her to submit into the building climax. Celeste was afraid her head my explode. “Please….Asta….rion….please….”

“Oh, I promise, my dear, I will…..” He laughed so deeply, it made her shiver and summoned an even deeper moan from her throat. “You will beg for me to be done with you before you know it….but first….”

Astarion’s hand shifted slightly and Celeste flinched as his thumb pressed down on her anus.

“Stay still,” he ordered sharply and she froze in her movements but not her desperate moans. “You promised me everything I want.”

Unsure if it was the threat or his fingers so perfectly curled inside her or mercilessly rubbing her clit or the simplicity with which he had mirrored her own words back at her but it was enough to drive Celeste over the edge.

It did not matter. She needed this. She craved this.

Celeste came, hard, her mind losing grip on reality as her legs started to shake, her hips pressing needily, desperately onto his touch. She felt her arousal drip onto his hand, her own moans ringing in her ears as the climax took her.

His warm, delighted laughter was all the praise she needed as the first wave slowly ebbed away and his fingers lost some of their vigour.

Celeste gasped for air, moving her head to rest onto her right cheek. She had not realized she had bitten into the sheets.

“Well done, you are such a good girl. Do you need a break?” he whispered, his lips on her ass again, gently kissing her cheeks.

“No, Sir,” she mumbled although she was not entirely certain. “Thank you, Sir.”

“Good,” he mused and slapped her right cheek.

Celeste gasped surprised and flinched. The pain was light, just a slap but she had barely noticed his hands retrieving. And she longed for more. So much more.

“I do not expect you to count, but I need you to let go.” There was gentle appreciation in his voice and Celeste smiled.

“Happily, Sir.” She shifted her shoulders slightly, a subtle adjustment to steady herself.

Astarion’s lips pressed one last kiss to her each of her ass cheeks before he started spanking her.

“Open your eyes. Look at me.”

Celeste adjusted herself just enough for her eyes to meet his.

She knew she would get lost in him, the dark longing of his glowing eyes, the proud smirk on his lips. She always did. It no longer scared her. This was the most intimate part of herself and she was offering it to him: her submission in pain and lust.

Astarion knew, he cherished it, held her in it and Celeste trusted him to do so.

He started gently.

Light spanks at first, to warm up her skin and underlying tissue while her core was still on fire.

Or it was on fire again?

She did not care. 

Her lips opened automatically, gentle moans escaping with each hit. The pain was perfectly adjusted, centering her in herself.

His eyes flickered in between hits, ensuring he did not miss the right spots, but they always came back to her.

Celeste felt herself fall into this trust, into the pain he so conscientiously administered. The rhythm was even, leaving a small pause for her to catch a breath, for the pain to subside before a new hit followed, leaving painfully tingling skin in its wake.

Her body relaxed as she opened herself up to the sensation and, once again, rising arousal. When her eyes first fluttered shut, he chuckled warmly but allowed her to fall into it.

He simply reached for her pulsating clit, one finger pressing onto it as if pressing a delicious button pulling her out of her own mind.

The moan leaving her lips was so desperate, Astarion laughed teasingly. “More?”

“Yes, please,” was all she was able to manage to whimper but her mind was not clear enough to understand his meaning.

She moaned surprised as he applied lube between her cheeks, gently rubbing it into her anus. Her eyes flustered open, blinking against the soft light of the candles.

“Stay still, darling, this is for me,” he simply stated. “Open up.”

Celeste felt gentle pressure against her sphincter and took a deep breath pushing against it. Recognizing the feeling of this specific toy, she gulped and made sure to exhale deeply as it slit into her, gently and carefully opening her.

“Well done,” he whispered and pressed a kiss to her glowing cheek. “You are taking it so well.”

Celeste’s gaze following his hand reaching for the belt, he smiled sadistically. Though it was not in her line of sight, she could feel his arousal.

“Are you certain?”

“I am, Sir.”

“Beg for it.”

A deep shiver ran through her body and she closed her eyes as her lips parted. The first of the belt hit her by surprise spreading warm, even pain.

“Look at me while you beg.”

Celeste gulped and steadied herself. This was intimate. Humiliating, degrading and … exactly what she had come for.

Still.

Astarion’s hand found her back, gently massaging her.

“Tell me, darling,” he ordered, his voice syrupy sweet.

Another shuddering breath and Celeste forced her eyes open.

“Please, Sir,” she whispered. “I need you to use the belt on me. I beg you to-“

She was not able to finish the sentence as his hand slit his hand into her hair, pulling her face upwards as he dropped onto his hand next to her. His hot tongue forced its way into her mouth, moaning longingly.

Celeste gasped at first but smiled, as their kiss deepened. Lust gave way to something more tender, gentle, just for a moment.

“Anything you want, my good girl,” he smiled, his eyes darting in on hers. “Let’s give you what you came for.”

Astarion’s hand pressed her head back into the mattress but carefully padded it as his hand withdrew.

He snapped the belt, the sound forcing a needy moan from her lips.

Slowly though controlled, he started to use the belt on her. The first hits left her leaping forward, the pain hot and intense spreading from her ass to her very core. After every hit, he allowed her to breath and settle into the right position before striking again.

Celeste felt herself drop into oblivion. Her moans slowly turned into whimpering. Pain spreading through her, clawing into her soul, dragging her deeper and deeper into submission.

She tried to count at first but after some time, it did no longer matter. She relaxed into it, allowed it to flood her entirely. It cleared her mind, leaving beautifully freeing nothingness in its wake.

One of the impacting hits seemed to be as much as her brain was able take. Celeste realized she was dissociating on the most delicate and precious way possible but already too far gone to care. It happened so effortlessly, so naturally, tears of relief dwelled in her eyes. They flowed freely now as this wonderful, mind-numbing, brain freeing feeling of absolute nothingness took over.

When Astarion’s hands opened the cuffs and pulled her into a lying position on his shoulder, Celeste felt her mind returning to her body.

Back to reality.

She barely noticed the blanket he draped over her, but felt his skin pressing against her.

He was holding her in his arms.

“Take your time, darling,” he mumbled as Celeste raised an arm around his neck.

She only nodded, taking deep breaths as reality settle in. Her whole body ached. She had shed a few tears. Her arms and shoulders protested the strains of her earlier position, her ass felt as if it was on fire.

But she felt content.

Happy.

Deeply, truly relaxed. To her very core.

“Thank you,” she sighed relieved and Astarion chuckled warmly. Somewhere in between, he had shed his shirt. His chest was soft and warm against her burning cheek.

“Gladly, darling. Would you care for something to drink? I assume we have a lot to catch up on.”

“Not that much,” she smirked, sighing contently. “Can I stay for a moment?”

“As long as you need.” His hand gently stroked her back in small circles, grounding her in the moment.

She was unsure how long she took or needed before she was able to consciously move her body again but it did not matter.

When she stirred, Astarion pressed a kiss to her head.

“Have a bit of water.”

He handed her a glass, supporting her back with one had as she sat up. She felt a little lightheaded.

“Care for a smoke?”

“No, thank you,” she said in between sips. “I stopped when I got to Iceland.”

“Not much nicotine on a station in the middle of nowhere?” he grinned, cigarette held between his teeth as his hand searched for a lighter on the nightstand.

“But some fun other stuff. You would have loved it!”

Celeste shifted just enough to meet his gaze, her eyes tracing the way he lounged so effortlessly. Smoke curled from his lips, his other hand gliding absentmindedly along her arm, a slow and measured touch.

He looked utterly at ease. Unguarded, unmasked. Just himself. The way she preferred him.

“The Americans brought fentanyl, that was surprisingly fun. But only for a bit, I understand why it’s highly addictive”

Astarion’s smile did not waver. “Tell me what’s bothering you.”

Celeste lowered her gaze, handing the empty glass to him. “Why do you think something is bothering me?”

His laughter was warm, familiar and comforting in a way she couldn’t quite put into words. As his eyes locked onto hers, he grinned.

“Take off the blouse and talk to me.” His voice was light, but the command was unmistakable. “I noticed the moment you walked through the door. You were happy to be home, to have all of us around—don’t misunderstand—but your mind was elsewhere. And has been, every time we see each other.”

She sighed, fingers moving to the buttons. “This would be easier if you weren’t so perceptive.”

Astarion smirked, watching her. “A burden I must bear, I’m afraid.”

As the fabric slipped from her shoulders, he reached out, tracing a slow path up her arm, along her neck, and beneath her chin, guiding her into a gentle kiss.

“Thank you, my good girl,” Astarion murmured against her lips, his touch a lingering promise.

“Now tell me,” he commanded as they parted, his finger tracing a delicate line down her skin, lingering with purpose. Celeste understood the unspoken invitation.

“I met someone,” she whispered. “A man I took with me into a hotel where we camped out during a snowstorm.”

“A perfectly good start to a cute romance you more than deserve, darling.” His voice was light, teasing, but his gaze held steady. “What seems to be the issue?”

“He hasn’t called.”

Astarion’s brow lifted slightly. “I fail to see the problem.” With that, he extinguished the cigarette and gestured for her to come closer.

Celeste sank into his embrace, finding comfort in the warmth of his arms. Astarion shifted beside her, lifting himself just enough to allow her right arm to slip past his ribcage and lowering him again to hold it there with his own weight. Then he wrapped his other arm around her neck and reaching for her left arm, his hand closing around her wrist.

His other hand moved with tenderness, caressing her forehead as he kissed her. At first, the kiss was soft, almost cautious, but his tongue slid over her parted lips as his eyes locked with hers, intent and unwavering.

He tasted of smoke and longing.

“Good girl,” he whispered, the praise melting into the heat of the kiss without closing his eyes.

Celeste sighed, allowing herself to relax, surrendering to the moment as he deepened the kiss, his embrace a refuge she didn’t want to escape.

“But now,” he stated as they parted and he lifted himself just enough to look at her while his fingers moved down her throat, “you will tell me why it is a problem he has not called. You have always gone for what you wanted. If the sex was good, why did you not-“

“We did not have sex,” Celeste sighed and stilled. “I apologize, Sir,” she added quickly.

The move from banter to play had come so effortlessly, it had been an honest mistake to interrupt him.

Astarion nodded approvingly as his hand closed around her throat. Not too much pressure, just gently restraining the blood flow in her carotid artery. Celeste gasped, her eyes widening. The tip of her tongue automatically moved over her lower lip, her eyes linking with his.

“You are forgiven, but,” he applied a little more pressure, she could feel the blood pooling in her temple, the breath stilling in her lungs, “you will tell me why you have not reached out to him.”

His hand loosened the grip and trailed down to her breast. A careful tingling sensation as a stark contrast to the force of his choke, her whole body shivered as she drew a deep breath.

Celeste’s body responded naturally, rising to his touch but the raised eyebrow stopped her.

“Do I need to cuff you again?”

“No, Sir,” Celeste chuckled innocently, and the austerity left his gaze. Astarion smiled as he briefly kissed her while his fingers closed around her nipple, drawing it up forcefully.

A mixture of moan and pained gasp left Celeste’s throat as she threw her head back. The grip around her wrist tightened. It was particular feeling, deep and delicate and so well adjusted.

“I…I could not…” Celeste whispered as arousal washed over her once more. She tried to cling to it, to enjoy it. Forcing herself to stay present with Astarion in this moment, instead of focussing on Gale. “I wanted him…so….so badly…ouch….so deeply….but…I….ah….I couldn’t bring myself…to….to ask him…”

“Go on,” Astarion pressed, his fingers loosening the grip just to move to her other nipple, his lips resting on her temple.

“You are doing well, darling,” he affirmed her gently. His fingers gently circled her nipple, allowing it to harden and rise under his touch.

Celeste let out a shuddering breath, trying to focus on the lingering pain and tingling sensation.

“Come on, be a good girl for me and tell me what hindered the conquest of this one, exquisite cock….”

The fingers closing slowly were a direct threat. Celeste shuddered again, trying too hard to focus on the pain and the lust pooling in her hips but it was not enough.

But the spell was broken.

“I fell in love,” she admitted quietly, tapping her hand onto his back. Their sign for a pause.

“I apologize, darling,” Astarion quickly released her. Celeste shifted into a sitting position, pulling her legs up to hug them in an attempt to steady herself. His hand lingered on her shoulder, a grounding touch, neither pressing nor withdrawing.

“No, I apologize. This is not sexy. Me longing for another man is….” Her voice faltered and she shifted her seat, the toy filling her suddenly feel uncomfortable.

“It is alright, darling. You know I am here for you and do not care or judge who you fantasize about. It was not my intend to startle you,” he added gently, rising to kiss her shoulder.

Celeste’s arm rose around his neck, heads falling together.

“I know,” she hummed as her eyes closed. Her hands automatically started to massage his scalp. The feeling of his soft hair drew a vague smile to her lips.

"You smell good," she added, earning another chuckle. Celeste tried to ground herself in his presence, in the quiet safety he offered, letting it steady the whirlwind inside her.

“I have thought so much about him. Every fucking waking minute and I cannot stop. I can barely sleep. I tried everything,” she admitted, rubbing her face with her unoccupied hand. “I train with Kalla twice a week and go jogging in between. I have buried myself in work. Nothing is helping. All I can fucking think about is him….”

Her head dropped automatically. “I thought seeing you might help. Loosing myself in you. In your guidance.”

“Darling,” he whispered gently, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her into a warm embrace. “I sincerely apologize for breaking the scene and adding an element we did not agree upon.”

His lips gently graced her shoulder, sending a deep shiver down her spine.

“It’s alright,” Celeste sighed, leaning into him. “You wanted to help.”

Her words were genuine. She understood. It hadn’t been about pushing or forcing; it was about him wanting her to confront the truth, to uncover what had been buried. To open up, even when the weight of it all felt overwhelming. She had to admit that, in his way, he had always been the one to help her face what she did not want to acknowledge.

“That I did.” His voice was tingled with restrained lust. She was aware he tried very hard to ignore the fact she was still naked in his arms, her ass plugged.

The thought made her chuckle.

“What are you laughing about?” Astarion murmured between kisses, his lips ghosting over her shoulders.

“Well, you are…kind of helping. At least to help me relax.”

“Kind off?! Darling, watch your words, you are still in my bed.”

Celeste eased herself from his hold just enough to shift in his arms, tilting her head to kiss him. It wasn’t necessary, Astarion already understood. His hands guided her smoothly, helping her turn into his embrace as her hands reached for his pants.

"What—what are you doing, Celeste?" he gasped, caught off guard by her eagerness.

She grinned against his lips, in between kisses. "I came to fuck, and talk afterwards... can we stick to the plan?"

To her surprise, a soft, genuine giggle escaped him. A sound that was rare, almost an admission of vulnerability. It was a shift, a release of tension that had built between them, and in that moment, Celeste could feel the weight lift again.

His laughter was unguarded, he wasn’t hiding behind his usual mask.

It felt oddly comforting. It reminded her of how they had always been. Free from expectations, caught in the moment, and most importantly, in each other.

Celeste’s hand opened his pants, her lips pressed onto the dripping tip of his cock before she had fully removed his pants.

Astarion’s head fell back, his body eased into the sensation, as she gently guided him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around him.

“Fuck me…I….I forgot…what you…..” His voice faltered and Celeste allowed herself a guttural chuckle while she reached for his hand to be lay it on top of her head.

Astarion understood instinctively, his hips moving up, just enough to help her take him in fully.

“Gods!” He groaned while his tip touched the back of her throat. Celeste’s hands were moving up his thighs and over his stomach, gently drawing circles in all his favourite places to keep the intimate touch.

“I…I did tell you how much I….fuck….Celeste….” he gasped and moaned while her lips worked him as he was trying to form coherent words.

Celeste chuckled, closing her eyes to concentrate on pleasuring him in all the ways he enjoyed. She let him slip out of her mouth to draw her tongue slowly up to the tip before taking him in again, sucking and licking his tip, swirling her tongue around it. Afterwards, she would take him in full again, gagging a little due to his size, before finishing this most illustrious cycle once again.

Astarion allowed her to pleasure him, moaning and wincing at every single touch, every change in motion. She added a hand to massage his root whenever she let him slip out.

“That’s enough,” he ordered suddenly and Celeste looked up surprised. He grabbed her upper arms, drawing her up, only to throw her backwards onto her back.

Grinning, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her other hand reaching for him as her legs lifted but Astarion had different plans. With practiced ease, he collected her wrists, pressing them together over her head while his tongue forced entrance into her mouth.

She could feel his pulsating cock on her, gently rubbing along her folds. It drew the most delicate, desperate moan from her lips.

“No, darling,” he grinned. Celeste opened her eyes surprised but gasped as his fingers began to rub her clit again.

Staring into his eyes, Celeste allowed herself to moan, gasp and quietly beg. His fingers were practiced and gentle again but the grip on her wrists spoke without words. The tension was building again, she tried to adjust her hips for a better angle, more friction.

“You will not come,” he whispered, his voice deep with lust, “until I allow you to come. Do you understand?”

Celeste gulped heavily, her eyes searching for reassurance in his. The gentle tug of his lips was enough.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl,” he moaned into her mouth as he pressed himself onto her, his tongue sliding into her mouth once more. He took his moment, an excruciatingly slow and delicate moment to replace his fingers with his cock, massaging her clit.

Astarion took his time, rubbing his sensitive and oh so very soft tip against her, drawing slow circles that nearly undid her. Just enough to drive her to the edge but not let her cross it.

Celeste flinched, as he reached for the toy, gentle pulling it out of her. It was not an unfamiliar sensation to be opened, but she was no longer used to it.

Astarion smirked. “Breath,” he ordered gently, showering her face with kisses. Celeste closed her eyes and focussed on the feeling of the toy slipping in and out, relaxing her anal muscles. A moan escaped her lips automatically.

“Relax into it….yes…..very good…..good girl…..”

When he removed the toy, she suddenly felt hollow.

“Please,” her mouth begged, her hands moving in his grip.

“Stay where you are, my darling,” he chuckled, the tip of his tongue brushing her lips just slightly. His fingers found her clit once more, sending waves of lust and longing through her body.

All nerves were on fire, desperate to be touched by him.

Used by him.

“Please!”

Celeste heard him rummaging and felt him shift slightly and was prepared to open her eyes but then she could feel him. The tip of his cock, covered in lube, pushing against her anus.

“Beg for it,” Astarion whispered, his lips pressed to her ear.

“Please, Sir…I need you to….” Her voice falter as his cock past the second muscle and he entered her. It was a breathtaking sensation, somehow forbidden and exquisitely delicious at the same time.

Celeste relaxed into it, into Astarion, onto him, his guidance and the perfect unison in which their hips moved once she had fully taken him.

“Fuck,” he moaned, pressing himself into her, his hand clawing at her hip. “You are…god…..”

Dropping onto both elbows next to her head, he kissed her deeply. Celeste adjusted her hip to his position and opened her eyes.

His smile was ethereal, otherworldly in his contentment as he leaned in for a kiss and slowly,  started to move. Careful at first but taking up speed and thrust quickly. They were moving in synch now, moaning desperately.

He felt gigantic as he opened her further, pushing deeper and deeper into her with every thrust.

“It’s okay,” she moaned gently, moving one hand to his back, her eyes seeking permission. He was restraining myself more than he cared to show and Celeste could feel it.

Astarion stilled for a moment, his eyes linking with hers. When she felt him twitching inside her, she grinned.

Carefully but without explicit approval she cupped his face with one hand, the other moving to his hip. He stared at her as if he was seeing her for the first time.

Celeste chuckled. “Are you alright, Sir?” Her fingers threading gently through his hair.

Astarion let out a shuddering breath, his features softening before he buried his face in her neck.

“You feel too good,” he admitted with a shaking breath. Deep. Vulnerable. His hand closed around her hip, squeezing it painfully.

It drew a deep moan from Celeste lips to which he chuckled.

Gently, carefully, he started moving again, allowing himself to withdraw and enter her ass again and again and again.

Celeste closed her eyes, sinking into the feeling of being taken in the most vulnerable and submissive way. Her fingers clang to his back and clawed into his hair.

“Fuck…..yes….yes….yes please…..”

She whispered, moving with him, tilting her hip to allow him a better angle. The adjustment had the intended effect, a deep moan escaped her throat. His tip was pushing the perfect spot inside her, driving her deeper and deeper with every push.

Astarion adjusted his position automatically, his hips speeding up. “Gods…Celeste….”

“Yes, Sir,” she moaned happily, “please fuck me!” Her fingernails dug into his skin as her eyes flustered shut.

He only growled, steading himself while burying his face in her neck, pushing into her harder and faster. Sweat was forming between them, adding another layer of longing between them.

Witnessing him losing control was more than Celeste could bear. She could feel the orgasm building, her head started to swirl as her moans got deeper, more longing and, if possible, even more desperate.

“I…I can’t….please Sir…I will….I will cum…..”

“No, you won’t,” Astarion grinned, lifting himself just enough to kiss her. “You will continue to take me as the good girl you are and…..” He shifted his hip, opening a gap between them just big enough to slip his hand through.

The smile building on his lips was sadistic as he curved two fingers into her, pressing his thumb once more to her clit.

If he hadn’t caged her with his body, Celeste would have convulsed upwards at the sensation. She felt her posture falter, his touch enough to nearly drive her over the edge.

Celeste clung to it, trying to keep the orgasm at bay but it was almost impossible.

“Please,” she started begging again, her eyes clinging to his.

It was all too much.

His cock fucking her ass, hard and fast.

Her ass still burning from his belt.

His fingers penetrating her, fucking her in the same rhythm.

His thumb on her clit, massaging her ever so gently.

“Please…I…I can’t take it….Sir…please…..”

“Tell me,” he croaked, kissing her very gently. “How much do you need to come, hm?” A playful smile tugged at his lips.

Celeste winced, desperately trying to evade his touch but Astarion made sure she was unable to move.

“Tell me and you’ll be allowed to come,” he whispered, kissing her again. As their eyes met, her head already a little dizzy.

Her legs were shaking uncontrollably now, raw, unfiltered need threatening to spill over.

“Please!” was all she was able to mutter and Astarion’s grin was all she needed. Celeste let go, allowing herself to drop into oblivion once more as the orgasm took over. She cried, could feel the tears of relief on her cheeks, dripping into her ears as her screamed her thanks or his name or both. Every single nerve was on fire, fireworks spreading through ever limb.

Astarion chuckled but she barely noticed because he gently graced her neck with his kisses before he allowed himself to surrender. She could feel his hot seed filling her, the delightful twitches of his cock inside of her but the best part was his moaning.

Unrestrained and free moans escaping his mouth that remained pressed to her throat.

He shuddered heavily as he rested on her, retrieving his fingers to gently stroke her face. His head turned just enough to press his lips to her cheek as he fell on top of her.

“Did I mention I missed you?” he grinned and Celeste laughed, closing her arms around him, running lines with her fingers over his sensitive back.

It made him shiver in the most delicate ways.

“I missed you too.”

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[🖌💫] - HI! I'm Ink!! Guardian of The Multiverse! Welcome to my very own blog!! Now! You may be wondering: "Ink!!! Why do you have your own blog? Aren't you suppose to be protecting the multiverse?" Well to that I answer with...because I want to interact with creators and encourage them to continue making art and aus!! And to also ramble about every little thought in my head! NOW! I think it's best if I put out some important info before continuing with my rambles so,,,let's do it!!

[🖌💫] - There's one thing I wanna get out of the way and I will say it now! I am not an Ink irl! I am apart of a system! I am not entirely sure if those are the same or different but it feels important to clarify! I am apart of a traumagenic(?) system called The Color Palette System, BUT DESPITE THAT! Please treat me like a normal person and like I'm Ink. (if that makes any sense...) OKAY! Now onto actual info! Going to basic info first!

✦ now ofc you know my name! I'm Ink, silly! But I would also like to be called Doodle and Star, or Doodlestar! Just on occasion!! ^^

✦ I use They/Them pronouns, as I am Nonbinary! But I still don't mind He/Him! I also go by neos such as Star/Doodle/Ink/Paint/Squid! Those are optional!

✦ Unlike my canon, I am Pansexual and Poly! And I am taken by a handsome glitch and a devilish octopus! Please respect that! <3

✦ I am french but also part japanese as well!

✦ And last but not the least, my age! I am technically 25 in headspace! ^^

[🖌💫] - I think that's all for basic info!!! Now it's time for interests and comforts!

interests!

✦ I am, ofc, very interested and hyperfixed on art! digital, traditional, painting, ancient, everything!

✦ I also take a heavy interest in japanese culture! Especially their cooking!

✦ speaking of! I like to cook every now and then! Everyone says I am great at cooking! But not baking, can't seem to wrap my head around it

✦ but most of all, I'm interested in talking to my friends and you guys!!

comforts!

✦ I find comfort in seeing art of myself! Not so much as a narcissistic thing, but because I love seeing drawings of it because it reminds me how much I mean to people!

✦ I also really like colorful aesthetics, especially if it involves some kind of tool used in art! Like paint or crayons!

✦ yknow it was coming, Broomie is a comfort object of mine!! So hugging him always makes me feel better!

✦ seeing images of Error and Nightmare help too! They're so pretty...<3 (but any sans can help!)

✦ and lastly! Plushies always help! Mainly Pokemon or Sonic ones! ^^

[🖌💫] - We're almost done!!! Now it's time for discomforts and my dni list!!

discomforts!

✦ I'm not comfortable with being compared to my Underverse self or hated because of my Underverse self. I know I'm not a Bad Guy entirely there but most people seem to think that and think of me as a bad guy in general, so I would appreciate it if you guys didn't compare Underverse Me to Me :(( (you CAN talk about it! Just don't compare.)

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✦ I'm not okay with people turning ships like Errorink or Inkmare, or any ship into something that's toxic, like "toxic errorink", it just makes me so uncomfortable.

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✦ pro-endo/endo supporters/endo-systems

✦ dreammare, swadmare, marenight, nightdream shippers

✦ frans, papyrus x chara shippers

✦ paperfresh, shipkid x parent/sibling shippers

✦ error x blueberror shippers

✦ m@ps, m@p supporters, m@p defenders/apologists

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✦ anti petre

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My birthday is April 15 (world national art day!), I am an Aries, I like playing the flute, I agere and petre sometimes (to 3-8 for agere and mostly to a cat for petre), I am 100% okay and supportive of self-shippers, I'm very sensitive, I need tonetags, I forget a lot (duh-), I tend to ramble for too long, I'm hypers3xual (please respect that), I often uses caps, I purr even when Out of petre and lastly I am okay with nsfw of me! As long as it isn't...too much, if you catch my drift! ^^

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[NSB HEADCANONS] - carving pumpkins with ryan

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pov: it's almost halloween and ryan bought two pumpkins for you and him to carve together and do the best looking pumpkins ever :)

warnings: some swears here and there

type: fluff

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so.. ryan was bored on a sunday afternoon

he was scrolling through his phone to cure his boredoom and saw an instagram post saying "buy pumpkins for halloween" (sorry i didn't had much inspiration for the add caption 💀😭)

ryan smiled and decided to go to the closest supermarket and brought two medium pumpkins for you and him

(More under the cut!)

he's just really creative

while you were doing your own things, ryan came into your room and smiled proudly of his projects that he wanted to do with you

"want to carve pumpkins with me?"

ofc, you said yes <3

and it immediately made him super happy

nguyen would have decorated the apartment with halloween decorations (i know ryan do not own an appartment since he's moving houses to houses with the boys, but let's say he have one with you lol) and spooky stuff around the differents room

i know ryan is a SIMP for christmas, but i also know he kinda like halloween (but not like he do for xmas haha)

ANYWAYS-

he would have put tablecloths or paper journals that you guys don't really use or read on your table to avoid a mess

this man brought even the little knife to do it perfectly

like.. this boy wanted to do this activity with you so bad

"i bet my pumpkins can be cuter than yours"

"lol, you wish"

"ooh y/n have some talk back? mmh i love it"

he smiled while saying that

"if you really think your chances to do an aesthetic and beautiful pumpkins are much higher than mine, then let's do a contest on our ig stories so the stars can vote. the loser have to do the dishes for the rest of the week and have to buy the other, snacks and drinks they want"

ryan love so much the stars

so you would agree to that challenge

and ofc, it would make him super happy

"alright, bet. we have 30 minutes to take all the inside out and we'll have 45 minutes to carve it. i'll put the timer"

"that's a serious challenge.."

"well yeah! if i have to carve pumpkins against my girlfriend, i better take it seriously. i would love to see you doing all the dishes and making me food" he said while laughing

he would definitively (try to) put pumpkin flesh on your face and on your nose

"sorry, it was too tempting"

he would laugh so much and take a lot of pictures

he love taking pictures with you

he love being loved by you <3

he would try his best to make you loose

"oh shit, yours is looking pretty sick.. mind if i add my little spice to it?"

"mind your little spice for later, i don't want to lose!"

"it'll make you win! you know how creative i am, right?"

"right.."

he would def carve something he found on pinterest or in google

' easy and funky carving pumpkins ideas '

" damn, these aren't easy! fuck that shit "

" i thought you were creative.."

"hey you, you know what, shut up, y/n!! mind your pumpkin!" he would say obvs laughing to make you know he's kidding

after that curving, he would be super proud of his pumpkin, but then... he would look at yours and be a bit jealous (just a little bit)

"woah.. y/n, you're really talented! it look fucking good and sick!! i love it!"

he tried his best

like literally

he wanted to win so so bad, but he know how great as an artist you are.. like, you could do whatever you want and it would still look sick and awesome

though, he would still be proud of his, he knew he wouldn't be able to win with your masterpiece

he would post a picture of both of your pumpkin and would add an instagram sticker with the choices (a poll lol) and would pray to win

he love seeing you winning because he can see you smile and can see how excited you are, but he still love winning times to times

after 30 minutes, he would check the results and see how he lost-

listen, he always thought you were a born artist, but he didn't know that his pumpkin was THAT bad looking?

ryan's pumpkin would probably look sick and super good, but you know.. the stars have choosen >:)

he was a bit sad, but at the same time, not really, because your smile when he told you, you won, was so worth it like?? his heart was filled with joy and happiness and excitment? ARGH THIS BOY LOVE YOUR SMILE SO MUCH

"i told you baby that i'll win"

he smirked

"yeah, yeah.. i guess, you're the real artist between us"

"don't say that, ry'! maybe you weren't born an artist but you're still good at dancing, at singing, at videos games.. ok, maybe not at smash, but still.."

"thank you baby.. HEY DID YOU SAY I WAS BAD AT SMASH?!"

"maybe, i did"

"alright, bet, you'll regret that, i'll beat your ass like i do every time when we play. you're going to be beat very easily"

then it turned into a videos games contest and let's say that even if you were trying your hardest, you lost.. sorry, not sorry

[quinnonimp]

whatre ur thoughts on canto 5 (so far) i need to hear it

OKAY SO gathering my thoughts on it is difficult unfortunately since i focus on getting through all the gameplay first, theeen go back to reread the canto to fully focus on whats going on u_u but !!

the intervallo was fun !!!! lowkey wish it was a real beach episode but obviously that would never happen in limbus (made me want to draw a real one though) . the 3 scrapyarders have a fun dynamic w the team & it was as cute as intervallos usually are (i really love intervallos .. & just general side content . i eat that shit up)

as a splatoon fan ofc ill like the sea aesthetic of it all .. rip ishmael she wouldve loved splatoon . plus fish ice cream is a funny idea im glad charon enjoyed it lmao, was nice to know that her & verg hung out in town

fun to hear saude is alive ! im not particularly attached to any of the npcs but im glad she got promoted . the lccb guy w brown curly hair looks like me and i was surprised when he showed up

i found ishmaels behavior & mindset pretty interesting ! to me shes sort of in the middle tier of characters-i-like - but so far this canto has written her in a very effective way, and i appreciate characters that have an extreme sense of determination & care, and her quest for revenge is compelling

yi sang being seasick is terribly relatable it made me like him more LMAO . i enjoy how much more talkative he is rn even if i dont have a deep connection to his character . my feelings on him after canto 4 have definitely improved (he used to be at the bottom tier together w 2 others 💀), & also bc i got his walpurgisnacht ID and im a huge funeral of the dead butterflies fan ..

I HATE RICARDO 😭😭😭😭 yes its a skill issue . but i also dont rly like his character i dont think hes that funny . being stuck on his stage was genuinely frustrating esp with the thought that the final boss of the canto is gonna be even more difficult . sorry . i know a lot of ppl love him and im sure his stage was fun mechanically to someone

the scene where we learn dante has a self destruct button was so much less sad to me than it shouldve been bc when it was explained i got mega distracted thinking abt barbwire (my oc) ..... woops .. still really liked that scene though . dante holds the number one fave spot together w don for me so im always invested when we get focus on them, and this in particular was impactful, especially with faust being clear about their chances of survival in that moment and the indigo elder telling them to "get used to the idea that not everything can be brought back" . themes of permanence & temporariness are super appealing to me and i love extracting that out of dante

when the indigo elder got revealed i was immediately like "oh yeah dons gonna freak tf out with 2 whole color fixers on the same bus" . i was right . she shouldve been allowed to have a way bigger reaction though i mean this is a huge deal .. anywho i like him ! he might be the npc i find most intriguing so far, and im very interested in seeing him & ishmael interact more

so yeah uhmmmmmmm thats what ive got so far while doing a mirror dungeon . im at 5-32 (shoutout to my friends list for getting me past 5-30), so once ive finished the canto i might add onto this post if u wanna hear more or ask specific things !

[plumdonutsv]

hi!! i saw ur post abt fom :]

i hope u dont mind if i structure this like a point by point answer to questions u put in ur tags <3

i feel like im playing the game right. unlike stardew, fields of mistria doesnt make me feel bad for not using every second of the day. i think fom has a nice balance between easy and not too easy

i kinda feel like im going slow and fast at the same time? time during the day passes in a blink of an eye but when i look at the calendar im like still halfway through the season. idk how to feel abt it yet

my time management is so bad 😭😭 im terribly forgetful so i'd like set a goal for the day and a second later i'd be like "wait what" but i dont usually mind cuz i dont feel rushed by the game at all which i really appreciate. i think that mistria places a huge emphasis of getting to know the people and i love that

i like a LOT about the game: the soundtrack (especially the mines music), the aesthetics, character sprites art, environment art, the art in general, i LOVE the characters so much, it feels like everyone has their own thing but you can't tell all of the stuff they're about immediately i think? like i didn't realize Holt made toys until i saw his station in his house, i love environmental storytelling <33 honestly i love that most of them are so kind to you, it's the kind of game i personally needed. i love that the combat is not a clicker and that u gotta watch how the monsters act to figure out the best way to defeat them, i love the set up, i love that the earthquake has lingering consequences on the town and the community. it's a lot of fun <33 ofc i have some criticizms too and stuff to improve but im too tired rnfjsndbd

OH AND THE LORE!!! i need to know more about mistria's lore. especially the magic and all that stuff thats goin on in the mines

i love all of the characters fr, my fav love interesrs are Ryis and Adeline. Ryis is just so sweet and kind and gorgeous, he loves birds, he's from a family of bakers, he has family with a lot of sisters in the capital that send him care packages with cookies, HE LOVES BIRDS (<- it was the thing that had me like "you're the one"bfjsnhdsnbd) just a disney princess type of guy

Adeline just got me in her palms and i'm not even sure why or how exactly yet but all i know is that i walk around her like a puppyfjsnbd she's such a nerd and i adore her, she loves doing paperwork and calls it a "party", she is the heir to the land and she loves taking care of it and its people but forgets to take care of herself and im just like *biggest wettest eyes at her* also pink hair. oh mh god

and like i think all of the other townies are so cool. I love the kids, theyre the cutest and i love seeing them around town doing their thing. i love that we have different models of families like. man i'm so excited for more stuff in this game

i'd love to chat mistria with u if you'd like to <33 and i'd love to know what u think :D

have a good dayyyy

omg thanks for your response!! i feel like i relate to many things you said. i haven't played a farming sim before bc i didn't think i would like it. since i would prefer games w some kind of story or lore, i didn't think this game would be for me. really, i had no idea what to expect in the game

i feel like i'm also going slow and fast while playing! the day goes by so so quickly but i also feel like maybe i'm not doing enough. sometimes i'm thinking "why are my crops growing so slowly please grow faster!!!" but then i'm surprised w how quickly they grow. i get up and see my tomatoes and corn ready to be harvested. but for the most part, i feel like i'm going at it too slow. i'm almost done w summer but i just got magic

i relate to what you said about time management. there are some items on a task that i just couldn't find so i do another task. then i just entirely forget to search for that item (like i cannot find seaweed still). then literally TODAY i was in the mines for too long and had to rush home. the next in-game day i went to the mines earlier in the day to not make the same mistake.

the music in the game is amazing! i find myself humming along while playing or humming when i'm doing something else. i'm surprised that i even remember how the music goes. i've played totk for a bit but i can't remember a single song. i love how everyone has different seasonal outfits. i really like how celine has a different outfit in the early morning. (idk if other characters have a different outfit at that time i can't remember). i'm glad i could play the game bc i'm gonna be moving back to school soon and this would be a nice way to take a break from coursework.

i also like how most of the characters are nice to your farmer. i just cannot pick one favorite character. it's too hard for me to bc they are all so lovely 😭. i agree that the kids are cute! i try to give luc a bug each time i see him.

one of the things that i don't like so much is that there is only one place to save. i can't remember if there are other places to save

[anuchasart]

WRIOLOTTE APPRECIATION POST idk I just love my sillies

first of all-- this post is not serious at all lol I mean I love this ship but this is just something I'm doing for fun. I'm not interested in any ship war or deep lore discussions, so please keep everything friendly on the comments <3 thank you!!

so,, basically I found this comment in my last wriolotte art

and I was like yeah it's definetly a rareship ngl but!!!! it actually makes a lot of sense and they have a -potential- great chemistry

let me elaborate (I love to talk about these two sorry)

okay let's start with the canon things!! ♥ as I said earlier I consider wriolotte a rareship so naturally we don't have a lot of in-game interactions between them (I'm still crying). we can find anyway some hints of Charlotte's genuine interest about Wriothesley on her voice-over + this Paimon's dialogue.

(she sounds so sad when the traveler can't tell her nothing personal about the Duke... I bet she talked about him with the traveler and Paimon more than once heheh--)

after Fontaine's archon quest, they finally meet in person!! tbh I love these adorable small dialogues........ Charlotte radiates joy and Wriothesley is so calm and gentle (ꈍᴗꈍ) ♡

he doesn't even sound upset when she insists a little. girl just wanted to be sure she will see Wriothesley again.

when she's done with her job, she says "till next time, everyone!"

aaaand this was the last time they were seen together. my personal headcanon is that Charlotte keeps visiting the Fortress of Meropide until she gets that interview with the Duke himself! I mean she already told him she's coming back for more stories, ehe.

more random canon facts that I find cute and make me happy:

cryo catalyst x cryo catalyst

pneuma x ousia

black x pink ship!!!!!!

they actually make great teams together

they share 3 ascension materials

cute aesthetic

dps + healer

in the Imaginarium Theater lounge area, both Wriothesley and Charlotte state they like books for children. Wriothesley says he likes how they are written and how good they are to unwind and chill while reading a book. Charlotte likes to investigate (obvs) about the books and their writers.

now I want to share a few more headcanons bcs I've spent a lot of time thinking about them,,,, and I need to left it written somewhere

I really REALLY think Charlotte,,, kinda,, had a crush on Wriothesley long before meeting him irl Idk is just the way she talks about him in her voice-over ;; she's so cute

Wriothesley honestly enjoys spending time with Charlotte, he always invites her to a cup of tea during her visits to the fortress. that's how he gets to know she's not like other journalists, he even starts to admire her job

Sigewinne ships them. so. hard.

same with the traveler and Paimon hahah,,

they are literally police agent x journalist the dynamic writes itself

I know Charlotte is 100% professional but what if she uses that interview to figure out if Wrio is single or,,,,,, (ofc he's single)

she treats his wounds when Sigewinne is not around

sometimes he calls her Charlie

Wrio knows Charlotte can take care of herself but he's very protective of her anyway and she loves that

[creature-of-pizza]

reposting my tags from my main

When I first got into the game I enjoyed it bc the art style caught my eye and the gameplay looked fun.

After I learned about McPig saying bigoted shit in the past, I didn’t want to give the game attention, so I didn’t post my art online for a while. I only started posting bc there we’re other people who enjoyed fake peppino as much as i did, and wanted to get to know them! So I did and I met some of the coolest people out there that liked my stuff, and so I kept posting.

Eventually over time my interest began to fade and it was kinda harder to stay into it knowing that people are still bending over backwards to defend the dev, (along with this recent news about rtvs) and now I have a reason to stay out of it. (but honestly I kinda have been wanting leave bc the fandom had been kinda unbearable in the last year with the weird fuckin drama within the fandom.)

As for Pepp, I still think about him sometimes! But he honestly might just become an oc at this point bc I developed so much lore about him that it’s so far removed from pt. My other ocs Carrie, Sal, Bramble and Nymph might become non pt ocs too.

It’s been fun and I greatly appreciate those who stuck with me these past couple years, especially my mutuals and those who left nice comments on my art, but for now it’s time to put this blog to rest. Not sure what I’m gonna do with this blog in the future, maybe I’ll do a rewrite, make it a spec bio blog for pepp’s species, or who knows! But this concludes my pizza tower chapter. Goodbye for now <3

Here’s all of my other blogs if y’all wanna see my non pt art and stuff:

@paintersatyr (main/reblog)

@satyrbitez (general art blog)

@enby-canine (canine aesthetic blog)

@moldylittlebinch (resident evil blog (not very active))

@octobeast (splatoon blog)

@goatblocked (minecraft blog)

@retrobluecat (the amazing world of gumball blog)

@ponywithcanines (mlp:fim blog)

and dm if you want my nsfw blog (+18 ofc)

[piganatur]

THE EIGHTH SENSE EP 2

I have to start with the scenes after the intro. In the first ep Jaewon sat with his back to the fish tank

this shot feels so oppressive. First, the focus is on the fish swimming in the tank, then it shifts to the therapist lady meanwhile Jaewon remains out of focus with his back to the viewer, blocked in by both sides. The lights in this shot are insane, it’s like the different sides of a coin.

Fast forward to the second ep

Now Jaewon faces the camera but he won’t look up and he is shown through the fish tank. It’s like he’s in the deep now, up until the moment he stands and leaves, kind of scaring the fishes that scatter for a moment. Once again, note the reflection of the lights.

Episode two is just as solid as the first one. Finally a drama where the extreme close ups are incorporated into the story for a reason and not just to be aesthetic (which ofc they still are) (I’m totally not side eyeing Nevertheless,) Could the shower scene be that insane without the extreme close ups? Nope.

There’s so much to unpack here. Like Jaewon being so soft around Jihuyn. I mean it only took them one (1) bus ride to the sea to act like bffs yet the moment Jihyun wakes up Jaewon has the nerve to pretend he doesn’t know what his name is and ask him again….boy you’re such an unbothered chill sunbae *cackles* Never have I witnessed such a tragedy going down over the assignment of rooms. The sheer disappointment of not sharing a room with the freshman you’ve only just (presumably) learned the name of... Jaewon really had to pause like that before (and after) reading Jihyun’s name, huh? pls chill

Can we take a hot second to appreciate that in Free Bird’s promo shots and posters (so in the past when Eunji and Jaewon were presumably together) Eunji is always seen wearing a blue wetsuit while Jaewon wears black. And when Jaewon takes Jihyun to the shop, he deliberately chooses two identical black wetsuits for them so they would have that couple look match. Aaand Eunji also wears a black wetsuit now (trying to match with Jaewon) but it’s one she chooses herself not like the one Jihyun wears that Jaewon chose for him.

I’m completely normal about the dressing scene just like I was completely normal about the phone strapping scene in The crossing. (Although I have to mention that Jaewon is still so soft around Jihyun it kinda hurts, all heart eyed and shit)

Jaewon taking care of Jihyun, telling him he must be cold so warm up like Jaewon himself wasn’t in the same sea and couldn’t possibly feel cold. At this point, he’s still taking care of Jihyun like a good sunbae but he’s doing all that multiplied by 10000. He’s running the extra mile every given time and I’m not sure he’s even aware of it. Sometimes it’s a conscious decision but other times it’s just his curiosity and attraction to Jihyun. Like when they play the ‘I like you’ drinking game, Jaewon stops clapping the second he utters Jihyun’s name. Unlike the others, he doesn’t stop because Jihyun won’t continue the line and the game stalls, he turns to Jihyun, waiting for his reaction and his system crashes. It crashes a lot around Jihyun.

Jihyun is such a complex little bean, not enough people talk about him. He says he’s afraid of a lot of things but that never stops him. When he talked with his boss about the places people coming to live in Seoul visit he said he only went to the Gangnam station area once. His boss lady asked 'Have you ever gone on subway line 2?' and Jihyun said he didn’t. They talked about the Han river parks and the next time Jihyun visited a park by taking subway line 2.

He joins the surf club even though his roommate and hometown friend can’t understand his reasons for joining (and, even though he can’t swim which made me go BOI the things you do for a hot dude) Although he acts like he wants to spend time away his roommate and messes up by visiting the Han river park an hour away from their university, he still calls his roommate, sends a text to his mum, keeping in touch with the familiar people in his life. He also does that on the beach like an anchor in times he’s in need not to feel scared and that’s so precious. He does things his own way, going through the process of trial and error, constantly trying not to be scared.

I’m still loving Yoonwon to bits. Besides Jaewon, she’s the only member of the club genuinely happy that kwiyomi has joined. She welcomes him and keeps being nice to him. Her singing at the bonfire healed my soul and I don’t even like singing in films but she’s magical.

Yo, the confrontation scene between Eunji and Jaewon? The fact that after Jaewon tells her he has zero feelings for her (neither good nor bad) a club member comes out and passes between them saying 'It’s cold, so cold'. That’s how you put down the groundwork for a scene. I think Eunji is so pissed because she knows something’s up. But then Jaewon says 'Let’s give each other that basic courtesy.' He means it both ways. He won’t tell others about why they broke up (from an outside perspective, it would be Eunji’s fault). In turn, Eunji should back off and not question the inner workings behind their breakup. But then she does, and Jaewon literally logs out of that conversation, and it is ridiculously in-your-face. He rather chooses to go to Jihyun than speak with his ex for another second. In that scene, before Eunji leaves, her looking at Jaewon looking at Jihyun is so powerful. Her eyes tell that she knows.

I’m having such a ride. Can’t wait for next week.

[alkalinetrios]

🦉Positivity owl reporting for duty! This was sent by a friend who wants you to smile as much as your posts make them smile. Please list five things that make you unique, four things you are super passionate about and why, OR three of your favorite memories. Feel free to send the owl to those who you feel deserve to smile🦉

hello anon!!! thank you so much for this ask! 💚

i'm gonna choose four things i'm passionate about:

käärijä 🗣🗣🗣 that fucking freak has been occupying my brain non-stop for SO DAMN LONG..... i'm just such a softie (also a slut) when it comes to him, like, he's just so attractive in every way possible and he seems like a real sweetheart and like such a nice person in general. and i mean his music tickles my brain just the right way, it's so stimulating. literally been listening to exclusively his album since it dropped

photography!!!!!! i've been obsessed with taking pictures for.... as long as i can remember honestly. but a year ago i got into film photography and it has changed the way i look at my surroundings and how i perceive things. i feel like my eye for aesthetics and composition has gotten better (even though there's still room for improvement ofc, there always is)

crocheting! i've been looking for something to do with my hands after kinda losing my interest in friendship-bracelet-making earlier this summer. i haven't really done a bigger project so far but i recently finished my first beanie, started another one, and have a few more things planned, so that's all very exciting :') i just love creating art (other than drawings), it's so fulfilling to me.

art in general. i love looking at and appreciating art, i love creating art, i love seeing other people's interpretation of various arts (of any and all kinds!!!!). i have such a special place in my heart for all of it (even though i haven't really had much time this year to create a lot of my own)