#A2 Poster

[scofieldart]

A poster for the Faestival

[anglerflsh]

Genshin impact loves to make its characters undrawable (in this case unsketchable because I didn't render this)

[adreamthatsworthkeeping]

Ordering posters from the states is great on one hand because I get to buy posters I never would have access to here in Australia.

Downside is their poster sizing does not match any paper size we have here and I keep needing to get expensive custom frames made.

[smileymoth]

Mom: believe me, youll get everything done. Its not as bad as it seems

Me: oh believe me it IS that bad

Mom: no its not. You can do it ❤️

Me, with 5 weeks till 16th january, many deadlines dropping soon and a barely started animation:

[s-u-w-i]

hello! will there not be a calendar for 2025?

There is a 2025 calendar and this is what it looks like! A2 poster again. I haven't shared it officially anywhere because I was shipping so many things this year that I didn't have any energy left for the calendar. But if anyone's interested let me know, we still have quite a few copies left :^)

[nabexis]

Been doing some studies of Viktor and made some observations about his character design that I really like, especially when compared to Jayce. It's a bit long and rambly (and I'm too tired to check if it's coherent) so it's under a cut.

Viktor's design is very A-symmetrical, a visual signal that he's from Zaun. He literally carries the design of Zaun's Asymmetrical design philosophy in his facial features, making him automatically an outsider from the symmetrical design philosophies of Piltover's attempted perfection.

A huge theme with Piltover is that they strive for perfection, while Jayce, the poster boy for Piltover has mostly symmetrical features, he's not *entirely* symmetrical (the scar on his eyebrow, his lips, his hair) but his imperfections, his looks, are downplayed in the Man of Progress imagery. His mouth is closed to hide his tooth gap, he's in 3/4 view so his eyebrow doesn't show that there's not a scar on the other side, Even his hair is slicked directly back (Jayce gets close to this in S1 A2-3 - S2A1 but in S1A1 and S2A2-3 his hair is much less symmectrical looking. The poster of him doesn't even show the way his hair lays on his head correctly.

Jayce, once he starts going through it in the canyon, stops being as symmectrical. He's scratched up, gets scars, and his hair becomes unkempt completely, even when he cleans up a bit during the final two episodes where he's seemingly had a shower and some kind of sleep, his hair is no longer perfect or symmetrical. His design embraces the asymmetry, a visual mark of Viktor's influence on him.

Jayce, as he's wandered into Viktor's commune, his outfit has become completely asymmetrical. This is where Future!Viktor's influence is strongest.

Similarly, Viktor's hair grows longer and slightly more symmetrical-looking when he becomes the Herald in the commune. While his nose doesn't get unbroken, his lips are slightly thinner, making their asymmetry less noticeable. The mole under his right eye disappears into the hexcore's corruption, losing some of that asymmetry. A result of Jayce's actions.

Then near the finale, Viktor loses almost all his Asymmetry when he becomes the Machine Herald. His puppets still show asymmetry, but they're gilded and porcelain feature are far more reminiscent of Piltover than of Zaun, and his own face splits perfectly down the middle, making him lose one of the most promenantly asymmetrical features on his face, his nose. He's transformed into the opposing design philosophy.

Similarly, Jayce's final costume plays with asymmetry more than almost all of his previous outfits (excluding the one he wears in the commune), with his paldron on one shoulder, a sleeve that's shorter on one side, and his hammer being the most asymmetrical part of his design.

IDK where I'm going with this, mostly just observations that Jayce and Viktor's visual language have influenced the other person. Something Something Zaun and Piltover's influences over the characters and where they came from, and how that influence from the other place shows on the character's designs later in the series. Viktor brings the Elitism/Perfection dichotomy from Piltover, Jayce crawls up to Future!Viktor from Zaun, living Viktor's narrative in a literal sense, which, in turn, remade him in a Zaun way over his Piltover origins.

[cyren-myadd]

Look at how happy Spider is in this BTS shot for A3! I bet he's flying on an ikran with Kiri :)

Analysis of the image:

He's now wearing a Metkayina style loincloth, he has a tooth necklace like the one Rotxo wears instead of the Omaticaya choker, and he has a new exopack strap to replace the standard issue RDA one he wore while with Quaritch. It looks like he's been living with the reef people for a little bit and they've given him Metkayina clothing. The person connected to the ikran behind him could be literally anybody, it's impossible to tell without the CGI, but the fake Na'vi leg doesn't look that much bigger than Spider's leg so I would guess it's one of the teens, probably Kiri or possibly Lo'ak. I also notice that Spider's leg has a bloody scratch so I wonder if he just came from an action scene. He also still has a mark from when Neytiri cut him, so it looks like it's a permanent scar, he's always going to have a physical reminder of that night now :( it's a family curse at this point, OG-Quaritch had a face scar, Spider's got a chest scar, and recom-Quaritch is emotionally scared from Neytiri's arrows lol.

If I had to guess, I think this shot must be early on in Avatar 3, because he doesn't have the topknot hairstyle, V-shape painted on his forehead, or the Metkayina harness he's shown wearing in his official character poster (the character poster is pretty obviously a shot from A3, because he never looked like this in A2). He IS shown with the same tooth necklace he has in his character poster, so I think this could be the beginning of him getting accepted by the Metkayina clan and upgrading his outfit. I can't wait to see it in 2025!

[2-dsimp]

Yujin feels like someone who, when we date, I'll take him to my room and show him my weeb stuff, like my A2 size Ulquiorra poster (lol)

I'll be like: "this is my 2D/anime true love, my husbando, I'm saving to buy that *shows him a picture* $500 figurine, blablabla..."

Like I think yujin would be chilled, but the rest of the bois? Hmm

Icha I feel would be confused but try to understand (the gentleman appearance right?)

Miki, umm I won't take work husband home but he'll see my weeb items at work (keychains, stickers on my phone case, etc)

Soma, honestly I have no idea??

Pyrok is a plushie to begin with so this scenario wouldn't happen, but if he break my figurine I'll be very sad

Shimo gives normie vibe so I wouldn't even try, like I know canonically he kidnapped darling but say we're dating normally I'd probably go to conceal the fact that I'm a weeb

Cynix... I already know he'll get angry 😅 honestly great character but we're not compatible

Yujin would merely grin and talk about his favorite waifu’s. (His favorite is Yoruichi from bleach) out of the many waifu’s Danny spieled about to him in passing.

Icha isn’t all too versed in anime so you guessed correctly. He would sit down and listen while stealing a few of your forgettable trinkets.

Miki would be curious about the stickers and ask his coworkers about them. He’d find out through them all the lore and become highly intrigued.

Pre-zombie Soma would have played the game Bleach and teased you about how he beat your so called husbando.

Pyrok would just stare at you. (He’s a puppet by the way not a plushie XD)

Shimo isn’t quite a normie, he’s just a fan of few anime’s. He’s more of an old head retro type. But he does have his favorites especially those which involve showcasing his Oni kin.

Cynix would just give you an annoyed tch and a scrutinizing glare “Haa? What you know about such and such, slut?” Would often challenge you and if you prove yourself he’d gain a bit of respect. That is if you’ve got good taste to his standards

———-/——-

Also for further asks keep the requests limit to 1-3 characters! If it’s not a general question about their origins!

I’ll allow 4 if it’s about the spotlight bois but no other exceptions!

[ryvenarts]

Hello!! This is Holiday event I am running as a little thankyou for everyone's support!❤️

🎄What is is event about?🎄 ✦It's is a little something I would like to give back to you all in celebration of several follower milestones ✦I will be creating a A2 print ready poster (600dpi) and be drawing a multitude of ocs to fit in this winter Christmas themed piece (you will receive a digital file only)

🌱RULES🌱 ✦ You must be following me ✦ You must reblog this post ✦ You must submit a google form ✦ You may also repeat the process on my other socials as they count for 1 entry for the raffle (total of 5) (Twitter, Insta, TH, Bsky, Tumblr)

✦THE 15 RAFFLE WINNERS WILL BE DRAWN ON 04/12/24 AEDT NOTE: Submissions are still accepted after this date for picked ocs

Please make sure to submit a google form after completing the requirements HERE

[ktskot]

a2 poster commission for @safyro

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[vitoriabas]

Poster designed in celebration of the remastered release of Stop Making Sense (1984).

A2, Riso printed in 8 colours (Green, Blue, Red, Sunflower, Black, Orange, Burgundy, and Aqua).

[avalonlights]

billy's s3 poster remains my desktop bg so i drew it again ;__;

for @billyhargrovebingo | A2: "free space"

[fruitcoops]

Better Than Ever

Prompts A2: "Order Up" and D3: "Party" for a little bit of soft party vibes on day 5 of @oknutzy-week-2024, with characters by the esteemed @lumosinlove <3

TW for alcohol

Logan knew who it was before they even spoke.

“What’cha looking for, Ten?” and hands on his waist, coming around until he was held in a loose embrace with a body against his back and a light pulse of pressure at his belly.

He tilted his head up, and it was freckles as far as the eye could see. “Hi,” he murmured into Finn’s jaw, leaving a kiss for posterity.

“Hey.” Finn kissed his cheek and released him, already reaching for bottles even though Logan had left his question unanswered. “Nice party, eh?”

“It’s good to see Cap…”

“Unclenching.”

“Ouais, that,” Logan laughed. Finn’s fingers wrapped around the neck of the rum with the tenderness of familiarity. He half-shrugged and nudged the Coke a little closer with one finger. “Dunno. Just happy.”

That seemed to please Finn. His slight smile brought pink to his cheeks. “Good.”

“Knutty’s with Reg.”

“We’re never getting him back,” Finn snorted, pouring a few ounces of rum into each cup. He added Coke to Logan’s with one hand and reached for the limes with his other; not for the first time, Logan was glad he didn’t have to fight with half the bars in Manhattan for Finn’s attention. Perfect drinks whenever he wanted them with no competition.

“I thought we might go out of the city tomorrow,” Logan said while Finn rummaged around the once-organized (and now ravaged) collection of drinks. “Get some fresh air, you know?”

“Oh, yeah, we—” Finn took the bottle of ginger beer from him with a grateful look. “Mercy buckets. Yes, we should, I need to slow down.”

“Merci. Beaucoup.”

“ ‘S what I said.” His tongue poked out of the corner of his mouth as he filled the second cup with soda that tickled Logan’s nose with ginger across the countertop. He slid the rum and coke toward Logan with a kiss to the top of his head. “Order up. You said Le’s in the living room?”

“TV room,” Logan corrected. He could tell just from the color that Finn had, as always, mixed his drink perfectly. Leo’s dark and stormy hung between his fingers with the casual grace that defined him. A lime bobbed near the rim as he tugged on Finn’s back pocket to pull him around.

Finn smelled like his going-out cologne when Logan buried his nose in his neck and took a breath. His chest vibrated with a soft hum. “Hey, you.”

Logan pushed his face harder into the comforting dark.

Fingertips trailed over the back of his neck. “You okay?”

“I love this.” It was quiet, but the force of it knocked around in his chest. He turned his face up, meeting Finn’s eyes with his mouth still pressed to the neckline of his shirt. “I love you. I love Knutty. It’s just—it’s right. It fits.”

Finn’s doe-soft eyes gentled an impossible degree. The tip of his nose poked Logan’s forehead. “You sure you’re okay, sugar boy?”

“Better than ever.”

“Did Knutty send you for his drink, or am I allowed to take it to him?”

“Was a surprise.”

Finn smiled and pressed it across Logan’s brow. It was so good. So good. “You’re sweet to him.”

“He deserves it.” Logan held him there a moment longer, rolling the seam of his pocket between his fingers. Wanted to tuck you into my pocket, Finn had said once upon a time. And keep you. “D’accord,” he sighed, taking a sip of his drink (perfect, as he expected). “Let’s go make sure they haven’t started beating each other with controllers.”

“What about the surprise?”

Logan kept his hand in Finn’s pocket all the way out of the kitchen. “It can be from both of us.”

[yumeka-sxf]

Spy x Family 2024 Calendar

My SxF 2024 anime calendar arrived today! Like last year's calendar, this one features six A2 sized poster pages with original illustrations (two months per page). Unfortunately the pages are too big for my scanner, so I had to settle for subpar photos of each page with my phone. However, I did make scans of cropped portions of some pages if they didn't turn out too awkward!

(I love how on the calendar cover page they're wearing their outfits from the season 1 ending 2 "shikisai" 😊)

This first page is my favorite~ I love when Anya holds both their hands ❤️

This part just about fit in the scanner if I cropped out Bond (sorry buddy!)

This adorable page of Loid & Anya scanned the best!

This page was too big to scan unfortunately, but looks real nice if I zoom in on Twiyor with the ocean and sky behind them (the way he's looking at her though... 😁)

The family going out to dinner on a snowy night is adorable! It was too big to scan, but again, I managed to get a good zoom-in on Twiyor!

I know I could scan each page in sections and then put them together like a puzzle, but that's too much trouble, lol. Plus, all these images should be in the next anime artbook, so I'll make HD scans of all of them then!

[tsururoach]

can you give a recap on the cupsleeve event?

Absolutely! Though there's only so much I can say as cupsleeve events are primarily just for fans to meet with fans, though I have a few photos!

Here's Me! We just set up the tables at the event, arriving two hours before time! Luckily we finished right before event start...!

Wait woah... Whos this!?!?

It's Big Al and Oliver! Ready to take pictures with you!

Big Al was drawn and designed by the lovely @mystsaphyr !! And he stands tall!

And next to him... part of the PowerFX family... It's (drum roll) Oliver! Designed and drawn by... the one and only ... Me!

But that's not all folks....!

To your left you'll see....

Ta-Da! It's the (condensed) AHS family! Starring SF-A2 miki, Hiyama Kiyoteru, and Kaai Yuki! Designed and drawn by @.untramentaro on twitter and bsky!

Here's a shot of all of them! (oops I'm sorry I cut off a bit of Miki...) ...

Wait... What's this? We have a lovely cosplayer to help us give a tour?

Ta-Da! It's Sam Oliver!

He wants to show us... The poster in front of the counter!

The owner had the poster up in front of the counter! She's the sweetest person ever... If you're interested in more So-cal events (general) you should follow @.4seasonsteacafe on instagram!

She was the life of the party and the perfect host!

Not only can you take pictures with our life sized standees, we had three different stations you could hang out at: The Doodle station where you could leave a message, The Deco Station so you could decorate your own top loaders, and the beading station so you could make your own kandi!

But that's enough excitement inside, it's getting busy! Lets take you back outside!

What the-!?!?!?! Miku you parked your car so badly!!!! Miku!!!!!!!! 10000000000$ Parking ticket to you!!!

Just kidding! That's our special itasha guest: @.andexinspi on instagram! Here to show off his special car wrapped with racing Miku!?! Isn't that cool!

"What's those tables in the back?" I'm glad you asked!

It's our Vendors! We couldn't have an event like this without them!

First off tabling to your left is... Cozytune ft. Ranagain!

Starring the cutest merch you'll ever set your eyes on from hairclips to mini-figures !?!?! Huh!?!? Isn't that way too cool!?

They weren't lying! The vibes are so utterly cozy with those desk buddies!!

Next up is the organizer table!

What's this?!? There's a treasure hunt!!! I wonder where all 5 of them are... (Genuinely don't know)... maybe someone could tell me........

Here is where you'd redeem the activies and pay for my co-organizer's side of the merch!

You see the things to the right?

That's the raffle, to help fund this (and future events)! We aren't just taking donations though... there's very real prizes! From the Big ALbum to lovely donations from our vendor Lady Pau... and standees? That's pretty cool, those acrylic standees are fancy enough-

WH!?! Life-Sized!?!? How would you ever fit that in your car!?!?

No. seriously how do you?

Oh. 😨

Uhm... very street-legal driving aside, let's go back to the vendors!

Ta-Da!

Me and @ladypau shared a table! Isn't her merch way too cute!??! It took my all not to pre-emptively buy everything!!!

...and the fact i forgot to bring cash...... (BOOO!!!!!)

.... I wish i indulged and got some before the event... Lady Pau was the absolute delight to have and had an amazing selection of merch! I hope to see her again soon!

Hi Sam! Hi Charlie! Hi Me! That's my merch!

I didn't announce it but I was also selling touched up postcards.... why did no one tell me I misspelled Ibuprofen until the event..........

uh... is it obvious I forgot to take close ups of my own booth....?

The Venue was also playing songs sung by the focus vocaloids... It felt so cool listening to Oliver singing on the big speakers!

But the event starts and... surprise to no one... I got busy with running my table and such!

(NOT MY OLIVER) but I got to hold his REAL original physical box.... Isn't that so cool... That was the craziest thing in the event...

And yeah... Rana ended up getting freed from her cage!

If you're curious at what people made at the Kandi and Deco stations, check on twitter or bsky to see what people psoted, since @.socalloid rted everything we were tagged in!

However we do have a picture of the end of the day doodle station!

Wow... so cool! Synths as far as the eye can see!

We even had two cosplayers! Sparkle On Longya! And a lovely Kaai Yuki!

So uhm.... I bet you're wondering now who got my Oliver standee...

Well... Uh...

Good night!

[sparrowrye]

Demi Demon || Alastor x Reader, A2 part 21

Synopsis: It’s been over a year since we were brought under Alastor’s watchful eye. We’ve unlocked our Demonic powers, discovered our own talents, and began building the Safe Haven with Charlie and co. Alastor seems increasingly interested in the power we hold as one and intends to use it properly.

Previous part

Part 21: new things

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Winter came and with it lots of new things.

For starters, Lucifer and I found out how to let the shadow souls move on. I had to give them my own energy and hand them off to him. While he wasn't the one who made judgement on a soul, he had the power to send the soul to those who did.

The only problem with this was that it required Lucifer's presence and left me utterly exhausted. I had killed hundreds of opponents as a ring fighter so letting them all pass would take a long time.

Another new thing was our Demon seamstress and architect, Arleen. She had lived on the surface for most of her life with her single mother, who taught her everything she knows of thread work. She helped her mother run her store while attending a big university for architecture. After the big Demon reveal, she and her mother ran for Hell, quickly realizing it wasn't that much better. There was no debate when she saw our posters.

She instantly became a celebrity in the haven. Not only did her Demon side stand out, beautiful red butterfly wings and a long, thin matching tail, but her charming personality caught all men, women, and children. She walked and spoke with an air of elegance and never turned away a sad soul. Althea was grateful for her since everyone had deemed the healer as also a therapist. She now had more time to herself.

Arleen was always making something. She had dozens of requests for certain types of clothes or outfits since everyone pretty much wore the same thing. Husker was in charge of a group that would go out to get the materials she needed.

She liked to spend time outside and thus, people would sit around her like children listening to a bedtime story while she worked on her current project. Althea and I both noticed a sense of overwhelment from her after the first month. I spoke to Vivian, our teacher, and she agreed to convince some of the older teenagers to start learning how to sew. Arleen worked well with the teenagers who felt like they were finally giving something back to their community.

Alastor and I had come up with the idea to keep the haven wrapped in a warm greenhouse during the day. Snow turned to rain as soon as it touched the 'shield' and the temperature was kept nice and warm. The responsibility switched between me, Alastor, Husker, and Charlie.

My relationship with Alastor was...increasing? Getting better? I felt a combination of nervousness and excitement whenever I was around him. I noticed he had a tendency to leave a rose nearby, whether that was in my room or on the side table when I was reading. He also initiated fleeting touches like our shoulders bumping or hands 'accidentally' brushing.

It soon became a habit for me to spend time in his room in the evening. I had grown comfortable enough that I laid on the window seat to read while he sat at the table to do his writing. I enjoyed seeing him in such a calm state. His glasses sat on the edge of his nose, eyes focused and jumping slightly to read the words and copy them down, his claws gripping the pen and moving it smoothly across the paper, and his long, elegant legs shifting every so often.

We had decided not to reinstate the deals. I didn't think it was necessary to try to keep him out of my head since he had been doing well with respecting my boundaries.

He didn't think it was necessary to keep our second deal since we usually started our evenings drinking each other's blood. He had found a way to use his magic to make it less painful and my style of magic could heal the wounds perfectly.

My decision to keep our first deal void was reinforced when nightmares started to plague me again. These were normal nightmares but they weren't any less terrifying. I dreamt of Reagan being killed by Blackwater or turning on me and driving a knife into my heart. I dreamt of Blackwater trapping both Alastor and I and killing him in front of me.

After most of the nightmare had happened, Alastor's presence would seep into my mind and push the fear out. He couldn't nix it altogether, but it was better to feel the after-comfort.

Blackwater had gone underground again. His factories had been abandoned, minus all the inventions and everything, and remained hidden from everyone's radar. I somehow always managed to bring him up, Alastor patiently trying to tell me everything would be fine.

"We will know if he even comes close to the haven," he answered one night.

"But we won't. I didn't even feel his presence in the forest before he hit me. He can hide himself somehow."

"We have a large group, dare I say close to an army, of Demons who are constantly watching out for danger on our borders. He will be found."

"What about the ocean? He could come...from...there..." My words slowed as Alastor stood up to remove his jacket, revealing a red button up underneath. He had straps over his shoulders from his waistband and a single one over his chest to connect them. He draped the jacket over the back of the chair and returned to his seat. His eyes found mine.

"I do enjoy making you speechless," he mused, face in his palm.

My face reddened. I wanted to make a retort but failed, the words dying on my tongue. I let out a huff and returned to my book. I was lounging comfortably on the window seat, wind softly whistling against the glass.

I'm not sure when, but Alastor had begun signing along to the radio. Not humming. Singing. It took one song to have my book on my stomach and eyes closed. I felt his mind brush mine and let him push through. My entire body felt comfortably warm, as if he was embracing me, something I doubt he's done since his mother and sister passed.

No words could describe the state I was in. Content, happy, and safe are all good words, but they still couldn't capture it. I was practically in a trance from the sound of his radio filtered voice singing the soft tunes. I didn't want it to stop. I could stay like this for all of eternity.

Smoke, like a bonfire, reached my noise a second before it was replaced by a rainy, earthy scent. I pushed further, wanting to surround myself with nature where I belonged. I felt like I was in a patch of tall, soft grass and rolling around in it on a summer afternoon.

My dreams continued. I found myself flying through the sky and through the soft clouds, or down in a stream enjoying the cool running water over my face. Nature was beautiful. Nature was safe. I wanted to meld myself and become one with it.

I stretched out my arms and legs, lazily pulling myself out of the sweet dream. It was the best I had slept in...ever. I felt refreshed and warm, perfectly comfortable and unwilling to get out my bed.

But it wasn't my bed.

My heart skipped a beat as I realized the sheets were not mine. I slowly lifted my head to find Alastor asleep beside me, head turned away and a single hand underneath the pillow.

I forced my claws to retract so I wouldn't puncture the soft sheets. I ran a hand over my body to feel my clothes still on me. I didn't believe he would do something like that but it was an innate fear.

The room was dark, save the single day of sunlight managing to poke through the heavy red curtains. The air felt thick and heavy, not in a suffocating way, but in a way that said nothing and no one had moved in hours. The fire was dead and his papers were still scattered on the table, pen and glasses sitting atop.

I turned back to look at him, half expecting him to be smiling at me, but he remained asleep. His chest rose and fell with every breath he took. He wore a black long sleeve of some kind but the rest of him was hidden under the covers.

I used my magic to stay as quiet as possible as I climbed out of bed. He stirred and I froze. When his eyes didn't open, I continued. I had backed all the way to the door, hand on the handle, when his voice suddenly sliced through the silence, "I'm awake, you know."

My breath caught in my throat. My hand tightened around the handle as he moved to sit up. His hair was a little messy and his eyes were half open as he fought off sleep.

"I-I was trying to be quiet," I stuttered. "I'm s--I'm sorry. I'll leave." Before he could say anything, I slipped out of his room and closed the door behind me. I looked at my own door but froze. Standing in the hallway, at the top of the stairs, was Angel Dust. Husker's old, small room neighbored mine.

We just stared at each other for a moment. Our minds were trying to register what the other was doing. Angel recovered the fastest and had a wide grin on his face.

"Doing more than kissing?" he teased.

My face turned bright red. I ran for my door but before closing it I said, "Guess the haven doesn't have a lot of privacy."

I stayed in my room until I felt Husker's presence go down the stairs. In my usual attire, I made breakfast with him in the kitchen. We were both comfortably silent as we cooked and moved expertly around the counter.

Once we sat down, my ears picked up Alastor's movement. I heard his shadow going through the walls and picked up conversation to avoid any with him.

"So, how's Angel?" I asked.

He was pouring alcohol into his coffee. He looked at me sideways. "How should I know?"

"Because he was coming out of your room this morning."

All his fur stood up and he choked on his coffee, earning a laugh from me. "It's not what you think. We were just..."

"Sleeping together?" Alastor manifested behind us, making us jump. He was back in his usual attire.

"We weren't having sex if that's what you're trying to get at." An angry cat growl murmured in the back of his throat.

"Just sleeping next to each other?" I offered, using all my effort not to look at Alastor and keep my voice casual.

"Exactly. Now shut up and eat." He shoved the plate closer to me.

"You know," I said next, trying to avoid any silence with Alastor around, "maybe you should request something from Arleen. Get you a top to match these." I gently tugged on the straps over his shoulders.

"Maybe I'll go back to the color orange." He made a pointed look at Alastor who was staring out the window over the sink.

"Go back?"

"I used to wear orange a lot before I came under Alastor. Apparently he thought I looked better in red."

"Indeed you do," Alastor agreed, not yet looking over at us. It made me nervous not to see his face, but I wasn't sure I could handle meeting his eyes either.

We ate in silence for the most part. Once we had finished, Husker noticed the time on the wall and panicked. He had to run out to get more materials and resources with his group. I told him not to worry about the dishes and he nuzzled his nose to the side of my head as a thank you. It felt good to have a brother figure.

The hair on the back of my neck stood up as I moved to the sink to wash the dishes. Alastor moved to stand by the backdoor, arms folded behind his back and eyes on me. I was too nervous to see if he had his cane or not.

I took my time cleaning the dishes since it was just plates and silverware for two. He remained dead silent until I inevitably finished, dried, and put them away.

I dried my hands and finally met his eyes. "What is it?"

"Did I overstep?" His radio filter was off.

I looked at him for a moment, hands mindlessly drying nothing on my skin. I touched our minds and felt a small pulse of nervousness that wasn't my own. He was genuinely concerned.

"I don't...I don't think so." I hung the towel on the cabinet handle and slid my hands in my pants pocket. "I mean...I think that was the best sleep I've ever had."

The bottom of his eyes scrunched a little and his eyebrows lifted, telling me the smooth smile was genuine now. He crossed the kitchen to stand in front of me, hand out and waiting.

"I had a restful sleep myself. Perhaps we can make it more frequent?"

His forwardness was making my face warm and my heart run twice its speed. It caught in my throat and I had to swallow before I answered, placing my hand on top of his and watching each claw slowly enclose around it. He turned it over and placed a light kiss on the back of my hand.

"That would be nice."

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Author's Note:

Touch starved, my little devils? I've had this scene stuck in my head since like A1 part 17

Also, welcome new OC Arleen!

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