#「 ♡ character study. 」

[darby-rowe]

18+ | nsfw | mdni

cw self hatred while masturbating, post-nut clarity’s a bitch, descriptions of female genitalia

thinking about horny, hormonal, desperate academy!coryo who humps his hard cock into his bed every night because he physically can’t sleep without getting his dirty thoughts out of his head.

having to cover his mouth to repress his groans and whimpers as to not wake his dear cousin and grandmother. there are some nights where it feels too good not to moan, and so he shoves his face into his pillow to audibly release his frustrations.

he tells himself that he’s not interested in the capitol girls. that they don’t ever cross his mind. but his stupid teenage boy brain can’t help itself from wondering what’s beneath their uniforms. his mind can’t seem to forget the smell of their shampoo and perfume. they cloud his nightly thoughts as he ruts against his bedsheets. thinking of how sweet their pussies must taste on his tongue, or how tight they would fit around his hard, throbbing cock.

but he hated himself for wasting his energy on thinking such lewd thoughts. he could be focusing his mental capacity on more useful fantasies, like his plan for after graduating the academy. his career path. but no. here he was, humping and fisting his cock to thoughts of pretty girls. his classmates, even professor click showed up in his mind. and how she was just so, so nice to him.

and when he came, he came with a pathetic whine muffled by his pillow, his cock spurting his thick, sticky load along with his naughty, filthy thoughts.

and when he looked down at the mess he made, he felt disgusted. guilty. and even selfish for indulging in the sin of lust. tears softly fell from his baby blue eyes as he cleaned up his filth and got ready for bed.

stupid boy. stupid, pathetic boy.

[sorcerous-caress]

I read a post that mentioned off-handedly how Raphael is trying to seduce us like it's the most obvious thing ever and it made me stop for a second.

Is he really? In-game? Why haven't i ever noticed?

The more I thought about it, i realised it's because his methods of seduction are displays of power instead of dim lighting and lingerie.

Take his first meeting, for example. He builds up the suspense until the grand finale. He takes us back to his house with a snap of his finger, a teleporation spell, not an illusion one.

He makes it seem easy, normal and makes it clear that he holds the power. We're set at a table full of food, actual food mind you, if you pick the option to eat then you actually get food in your inventory when he teleports you back.

And reveals his devil form to us in the finale, all groomed and dressed up in a fine outfit. Wings fully stretched on display, face lifted to proudly show off his horns. It's a clear show of power and pride, like a bird mating display even.

All his peotry all his theatrics and his condensing yet endearing nicknames for us, how he indulges our questions and gives us his undivided attention at each encounter.

During the second and third meetings, we see him casually walking around in the most dangerous parts of the game ever, the shadowcurse clearly has no effect on him and he managed to infiltrate our save haven with the harpers to casually play chess with a child.

Lastly, his final meeting, when he makes it clear what he wants most from us. It's in the most expensive room in the brothel in sharess's caress. We meet him at a house of lust, and he invites us to his room. Much like he teleported us to his house in the hell before, now we get to visit his mortal realm room with his bed in the background when we speak to him.

And his fit of uncharacteristic outrage when we mention The Emperor, clear jealousy at the fact we fell for someone else's seduction, someone he knows is also trying to manipulate us.

So yes.

Both The Emperor and Raphael are seducing us, both for the benfits of their endterm goals. And both of them approach it in very different ways. The Emperor tries to get down on our level, relate to our humanity and make us think he is an empathic and caring person. That he is just like us

While Raphael overplays on our differences , an almost textbook example of a powerful devil from the hells. Makes it very clear that he doesn't have a spek of empathy or humanity left because he thinks the unknown is far more attractive than the familiar.

Going against the words of the devil you know.

[635570]

@popcornandskittles

i'm finally done!!! here you go!!

without stickers version:

[mysticarts]

NO ONE IS BETTER THAN THE ORGINAL!!

HUI YING, MY SAVIOR, PLEASE DO NOT KILL ME FOR NOT GIVING U ATTENTION

As yall can see, Hui Ying is a little different. I haven't drawn her in a couple months

However, I think my art has definitely improved, and so did my coloring skills. What do you guys think?

Feel free to ask questions!

[edenfire]

good morning sheith nation💜

[v1rtualv4mp]

I am seriously planning on writing a fanfiction about my Naruto ocs but making a wholeass story is so hard bro!! 😣😣

[culssi]

Angel dust study! ᡣ𐭩

It’s my first time drawing Angel normally, I’m kinda proud. Also i had an allergic reaction last night-

Close ups of each drawing underneath

First try, probably my favourite. I wanted to give him a new outfit. Had to show them fluff tits.

Second try and I used to wrong pen. Omg I forgot HIS LOWER EYE THINGS-

Chest fluff study, I like all the hearts on his body.

Little full body outfit drawing. He’s babygirl.

I needed to fill some space on the page. So another little doodle angel :3

Hand study because I can’t draw hands very well and I need practice :’)

I forgot this drawing so here he is :).

Hope you like them ^^ I had fun drawing him ₊⊹♡

[diiisplxced-a]

making you the patron saint of something

patron saint of lost faith

patron saint of leaving it by the roadside. patron saint of it slipping out of your fingers. patron saint of searching and searching. patron saint of yearning for it back. patron saint of scraping your fingers down to the bone trying to hold onto it. patron saint of losing it anyway. saint of lost faith. not the saint of getting it back.

tagged by: @timeguardians

[5ystemic]

ON VIKTOR AND MORALITY IN SUBJECT TO SACRIFICE FOR KNOWLEDGE ( ... ) IN COMPARISON TO SEPARATE MEDIA, SPECIFICALLY HICCUP HADDOCK AND FORBIDDEN FRIENDSHIP.

WE FIRST MEET RIO AFTER VIKTOR, [ A FRAIL AND CRIPPLED BOY FROM THE UNDERCITY ] FOLLOWS A TOY OF HIS OWN INVENTION INTO THE UNDERBELLY OF SINGED'S LAIR. WHILE AT FIRST AFRAID OF THIS UNKNOWN CREATURE, VIKTOR IS ABLE TO APPROACH WITH HER THROUGH CURIOSITY AND EMPATHY, MIRRORING HICCUP AS AN OUTCAST COME TO FIND SOMETHING INHUMAN AN EASIER BOND ; A MUTUATION UNNATURAL TO THIS WORLD, BUILT FROM VEINS AND TENDONS UP, THE BOY STILL WORRIES WHEN INFORMED SHE IS IN THE PROCESS OF DYING, NEAR IMMEDIATELY OFFERING HIS HELP IN PREVENTING HER DEATH.

THIS THEN BEGS THE QUESTIONS ; HOW FAR WILL ONE GO TO SAVE A DYING LIFE ? WHEN DOES THAT LIFE BECOME NOTHING BUT A HUSK OF WHAT IT ONCE WAS ? WHEN IS SAVING SOMETHING ACTUALLY A CRUELTY ?

FOR MONTHS VIKTOR HAD VISITED SINGED AND RIO JUST AS HICCUP DID FOR TOOTHLESS IN THE GROVE, BRINGING SUPPLIES AND KNOWLEDGE AS A YOUNG SCHOLAR STILL IN TOUCH WITH MORALITY ( ... ) BUT UPON SEEING THE INTENSE AND BRUTAL TREATMENT THAT KEEPING HER ALIVE REQUIRED, HE IS QUICK TO LEAVE AND REFUSE FURTHER INVOLVEMENT.

SHE GROWS FRAIL AND HER EYES GLOSS OVER, COLORS DARKENING INTO A SICKLY WHITE AND DARK PURPLE. WHERE SINGED HAS STABBED TUBES INTO HER TORSO, THE SKIN IS BLACK AND CLEARLY BEGINNING TO DECAY. AT THIS YOUNG AGE, VIKTOR HAS NO REASON TO BELIEVE THIS IS AT ALL FOR A BIGGER CAUSE ; HE SEES THIS CRUELTY AND DENIES HAVING ANY PART OF IT FOR LIFE IN PAIN AND SUFFERING IS NOT TRUE LIFE.

IN CONTRAST, HICCUP DENIES HIS VIKING UPBRINGING BY REFUSING TO KILL THE NIGHTFURY HE'D DOWNED, SEEING THE CRUELTY IN HOW THIS TREATMENT IS UNFAIR AND WITHOUT BIGGER PURPOSE. LIFE IN DEFENSE AND PURE SURVIVAL DOES NOT DESERVE TO BE SNUFFED OUT FOR SIMPLY BEING.

" I THOUGHT YOU UNDERSTOOD. THE MUTATION MUST SURVIVE. "

BUT AFTER HIS BODY FAILS HIM IN ADULTHOOD, COUGHING BLOOD INTO HIS PALMS AND HALLUCINATING THE DIVINE THROUGH HIS RESEARCH INTO THE ARCANE, VIKTOR RETURNS TO SINGED.

" I UNDERSTAND NOW. "

NOW STEEPED IN RIO'S EXPERIENCE WITH MORTALITY, [ OR WHAT VIKTOR PERCEIVES AS HER EXPERIENCE ; SHE HAS NO WAY OF COMMUNICATING HER THOUGHTS AND EMOTIONS ABOUT DEATH EXCEPT THROUGH HER ACTIONS. ] VIKTOR BELIEVES HE IS WILLING TO EXPERIENCE THIS SAME SUFFERING SHOULD IT MEAN HE WILL NOT HAVE TO FACE DEATH. EVEN AFTER FINDING HER, MANY YEARS LATER, NOTHING BUT A TEST SUBJECT VOID OF COLOR IN A TUBE.

HICCUP IS WILLING TO SACRIFICE HIS HOME AND LIVELIHOOD FOR THE SAKE OF THIS CREATURE ( ... ) VIKTOR IS WILLING TO SACRIFICE THE CREATURE FOR THE SAKE OF HIS HOME AND LIVELIHOOD.

SELFISH, CRUEL, SEEMINGLY WITHOUT BOUNDARY FOR WHAT MUST BE DONE FOR PROGRESS. VIKTOR IS BLINDED BY HIS COWARDACE WHILE HICCUP IS LIBERATED BY IT ; " I LOOKED AT HIM, AND I SAW MYSELF. " VS " LOVE AND LEGACY IS WHAT WE SACRIFICE FOR PROGRESS. "

[sd-vtm]

[{Oh, but I never did come back, did I V?}]

[{No, no I didn't. Because of you.}]

And then she steps out from behind a building.

She's taller. Her plating is thicker, and she's wearing a large leather jacket in place of her original attire. The SOLVER flashing through her visor.

[{L0ng t1m3 n0 s33, 0ld 'fr13nd.'}]

She lets 'friend' roll off her tongue, sticking it out with a wink as she giggles.

@solver-j

".....N—No.”

It felt ike everything around her disappeared in that moment as she watched J—

.. well, something she thinks looked like J..

come creeping out towards her, and the moment her optics lay upon that terrible symbol she can feel her breath catch in her throat. Her inner emergency fans click on to try and help V get her breath back. She tries to scan the other but it gives her a object unscannable error and V whimpered quietly.

Why did J have the Solver virus..?

She thought it had been all fully contained once Cyn had been destroyed..? The smaller femdrone backed up, looking terrified. "W-Who the hell are you...? You're not J...”

Her back pressed to another building and her tail was quick to curl around her own peg leg.

[fatalsmilemoved]

CHRACTER BIOS: JUL.IE KOS.TENKO inspo. INSPO.

[sorcerous-caress]

I accidentally broke up with Gale and he was like "Oh I see thats disappointing. Youve actually caught me at an inopportune time. Blasted dust in my eye. Excuse me." Highkey broke my heart but the heart wrenching whump is hitting the right spot. Could you write a little something post that discussion maybe from Gales pov?

The Hanged Man | Gale

[Angst, character study, break up, nb!reader]

Gale's thoughts after you break up with him

"Oh" a fool.

"I see." A smitten fool, that's all he was.

The orb pulses inside his chest, tugging his heartstrings along and squeezing the fragile organ painfully.

He can't let you see, he must keep it inside.

"That's disappointing." He can't even hear his own voice as he chokes the words out. A burning hellfire gagging his throat and making each word a struggle to force out.

A struggle to seem unbroken in front of you, to tug his shattered heart pieces back into place and hold them as their sharp edges dig into his fingers, a pathetic performance.

You're looking at him, the concern in your eyes, the furrow of your eyebrows.

Your lips are parting, the same lips he felt melt against his own each night, the same lips that kissed so delicately against his neck, down his chest and between his legs.

For a second his brain flashes back to your previous kiss, a mere hours ago. Your last ever kiss together. How could he have known it was the last? He would've prolonged it if he could turn back time, kissed you with more passion, more tenderness, for longer as he poured all of his love into that one final kiss.

The corners of his lips twitch as his muscles forcefully smoothe out his frown, not in front of you, not now.

"You've actually caught me at an inappropriate time," the words are formal, rehearsed, academically appropriate. The words that got his previous teachers to not dig too deep into his personal business, to allow him to keep his own dignity, to bury his emotions until he was back at the comfort of his own home.

Where is that damned cat when he needs her the most?

He almost begs. Like a snivelling child crying for their mom to come pick them up from school, he almost begs whatever god out there for Tara to appear from thin air and save him from this situation.

"Blasted dust" his voice cracks.

Covering his own eyes as if to rub the dust away, he conceals the tears escaping his soul, like acid burning his flesh in shame.

"In my eyes." He trails off, swallowing back a sob. He is already turning away, shielding what remains of his fragile wound from your judging gaze, "excuse me."

And he doesn't look back.

A silence spell would keep his dignity, a silence spell would allow him to save face as he crashes into the soft bedroll inside his tent.

Books scattered around, not a sign of a single cat hair for him to annoyingly roll his eyes at, not even a small scratch of claws on the hard covers.

Tara is not here, for the first time in ages, he is truly by himself.

To love and be loved, that's all he asked for. That's all he longed for, god or mortal made no difference for him.

But it's too much to ask for, isn't it? What's a wizard if not fated for a lifetime of solitude.

No matter how much he tried, he couldn't replace his longing for companionship. Because at the end of the day, none of his books would hug him back.

Gale closes his eyes, taking a deep breath as the silence spell diminishes from around him. Not that he could concentrate at his current state of mind, a headache is already making itself at home in the front of his head.

A fluttering of wings, a gentle nudge against his limp body.

"Mr.dekarios?"

[sharkeaten]

i haven’t been here and am gonna log back out after but i have to say fiona apple giving up cocaine after seeing how annoying paul thomas anderson and quentin tarantino were on it is very ellie coded

[solifloris]

irl is a self-proclaimed rafayel girlie but i might have broken her

[lycancursed]

Me, explaining to a friend how Jackie would not only train her child but any child she babysits, with a dog clicker and treats. Potty training? Clicker and snacks. Enforcing good behavior? Clicker and snacks. Sure, maybe it's unethical. But Jackie is a problematic person who was barely raised at all, and in her mind, if it works. It works.

[epihlogue]

what are you taking from cassandra's room?