#I hope you like it :D

[restlesskeychains]

Owlathena art for @irunaki because I love her sm :D (thanks for the circe art pookie!!! here’s an owl athena and a telemachus for you)

[plumadot]

ms. plumadot will you bless us with shinyduo

special kiss delivery for a lovely sailor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[meiinoe]

hey uh do you take requests? Because if yes it would be incredible to see some fierrochase

lmao i never got any request before but sure (if u have some ideas feel free to leave them in my inbox) ! i was planning to draw them anyway :)

[eliasdrid]

2nd AF attack of the year for @ponatofromspace ft. Kamen Rider Nebula!

[justdrawlynn11]

So in the Sonic underground au how does being roboticized work with them already being robots? (Side note I love this au so much, Sonic underground was my favorite show growing up)

Okay, so here’s what I got for roboticization in the Celestial Underground Au. So the factor of being roboticized is in multiple levels to it.

Roboticization in the CU Au is a bit different from the original source(Sonic Underground) due to multiple factors, such as the main cast and at least over half of the population of Superstar Kingdom (yes that’s the name of the kingdom for now)being animatronics.

Roboticization physically enhances an animatronic and ‘human’ person’s body and ability, it’s like an “upgrade” of sorts.

In depth explanation below.

Physically:

For humans it works the same as it did physically for any organic (there’s plenty of different animal species)characters from Sonic Underground, with all of their flesh being converted into metal.

Animatronics on the other hand, when getting roboticized, are “upgraded” to be superior to their former selves physically and strength wise.

Any clothes the roboticized wore when roboticized will also fully fuse with the “person’s” body(like the original from what I can tell), no need to change clothes when roboticized or something.

Mentally:

Mentally on the other hand is a different can of worms. Overall from the outside the roboticized are not their former selves, being a husk meant to fulfill either the command of the Creator or his forces, or to be ‘improvements’ of their former selves to create the Creator’s desired superior world.

For most roboticized people their former consciousness is basically in a comatose state, unaware of anything happening and basically in mental storage asleep.

Then there’s rare cases, like with the chamber that Moon was roboticized in not comatosing the former self, but them being trapped inside their own heads and forced to watch their bodies move out of their own control(the Creator made this chamber like this because Sun’s magic wouldn’t work if he was permanently comatose, he also tested it on a few people before Moon).

De-Roboticization and a bit on Sun and Moon’s powers:

First off, a character’s innate magic is separate from their magic medallions. The medallions add onto the characters magic ability but they are separate(Like hair extensions or something). Sun’s VERY powerful magic for example isn’t related to his medallion, but his magic can boost the power of his or his siblings medallions.

So for de-roboticization I need to address Sun and Moon’s medallion powers. They are the vocalists of the family and if they were to sing the theme song they couldn’t be allowed to sing together or else they’d probably explode everything(I’ll explain the siblings powers fully later and how they collaborate with each other), but alone they’re not strong enough to do more than use it as defense/offense.

BUT when their medallions(individually) are boosted with an external power they have the power to basically mentally de-roboticize someone, or at least give someone who had no control over their own body via an evil force(like possession or something) control over their body once more.

They cannot do this to each other with their own respective medallions(Sun couldn’t de-roboticize Moon with his own medallion and had to use Moon’s, same would go vice versa) so that’s why Sun needed to use MOON’S medallion to help Moon stop being trapped in his own head(they can use each other’s medallions if needed via a spell).

The magic is only the first part, as the second part of de-roboticization is allowing someone to gain full control of their body back, for example while Moon could move his body and prevent himself from actively attacking, his body was still IN attack mode and was trying its best to do as much harm as possible.

Here’s where Solar and Sun’s collaboration comes into play. Sun asked Solar for help in seeing if they could get Moon back(before Moon’s de-roboticization), and Solar agreed. So he tried his best to semi-self teach himself how to override and get rid of any influence the Creator has on a hosts body(like the coding).

Sun tried his best to help where he could and neither of them really PLANNED for Moon’s de-roboticization to happen as soon as it did(the trigger for the reunion), so Solar was working the best he could(with Nexus’ help now that Sun wasn’t hiding from the triplets and he didn’t have to keep it a secret).

They found out how to override and get rid of the Creator’s influence on a roboticized persons code and body

ALSO-

For the hypothetical question of ‘Why didn’t Sun or Moon use their powers to de-roboticize people before this point?’:

They didn’t know that they could just give others their free will back with extra magic for a boost, and they were trying to not get caught as well as they could and the Creator could’ve tracked them if they used enough magic to give someone their mental freedom back, and they’re probably aware that using their medallions together would cause everything to explode(or something). Sun had gone off of a last ditch effort from Solar’s hypothesis in order to try to de-roboticize Moon. Sun had told Solar about Moon’s old nightmares for potential futures(I will write about this one tomorrow), Solar then created a hypothesis based off of reversing the nature of the future Moon was so scared of that he got nightmares. And it worked.

My little goober trying to unpack all of that after spending multiple days contemplating this topic and staying up far to long to finish answering this ask(I also went to my state fair earlier and I’ve been up for about 20 hours when I need to be fixing my sleep schedule) (@derpymuffins33)

[ezrasipad]

Can you uh- 👉👈 draw lawrence and me kissing? (This is my persona, he has arms) (You dont need to draw them!)

I did it 😼 limb privileges revoked

[glitchyko]

I’m Picrew bat drink surprise jumpscaring you @kuthedragon

[croissantlover24]

Writing request:

Spaniard going to bed to charge one night, since he has a body in this idea, and he ends up having a nightmare.

In his nightmare, he gets stabbed in the chest by a figure he can’t recognize at first. But he soon realizes that it’s Moon who stabbed him.

As he panics, Moon keeps changing, in a glitching kinda way, to look like either himself, Sun, or Solar.

When he asks why they’re doing this, the voices keep switching between the three of them, talking about how Spaniard isn’t needed, he’s useless, and about how it was a mistake to fix him and bring him back.

Soon, all three voices start talking over each other, becoming an overwhelmingly loud mess of different insults and Spaniard’s own insecurities.

Spaniard soon wakes up when the sword gets twisted in his chest, making him cry out in pain.

He’s shaken up when he opens his eyes, but he tries to ignore it. He fails to do so.

(You all want Spaniard to suffer; I love it. Sorry this took so long)

Spaniard relaxed in the bed he was lounged in, feeling the soft weight beneath him for the first time. Usually, he didn’t sleep. He just turned himself off and set a timer to wake himself up with. Now that he had a body, however, he could finally have the experience of sleeping.

Would he dream? Would he have a nightmare? He was unsure, and would be lying if he said that he wasn’t somewhat excited to find out. He closed his eyes, letting himself succumb to the lull of sleep—something he felt for the very first time.

He should’ve stayed awake.

Spaniard seemed to be in some sort of void. Shadows swirled around him, blocking his vision of any coherent shape in the darkness. Black tendrils seemed to swim around him, squeezing him dry of any emotion. He felt as he felt without a body again; empty and emotionless. He felt broken.

That’s when his “family” came.

“Moon!” he called out for the first time at the shape in the distance that vaguely resembled the lunar animatronic. “Moon, what’s going on??”

He felt like he was being hollowed out, carved like a block of wood. “Moon” did not reply.

As the figure came closer, the computer noticed a knife in his hands. Spaniard turned around a second too late. Moon grabbed his shirt collar and slammed him to the ground, plunging the knife into his chest.

The computer opened his mouth to scream in pain when he felt the sensation of drowning. Water poured down his throat, constricting him of taking in any breaths.

The not-Moon plunged the knife into his chest again.

Beneath the water, Spaniard begged for him to stop. “Moon!” he yelled. “Moon, stoOOPP—“ His cries were cut short as the lunar animatronic ripped the wires on the back of his head out.

“Moon, what are you doing?? Stop, stop, STOP!!”

Moon laughed maniacally, grinning down at the dying form beneath him. “Keeping you alive was a mistake. You’re just a waste of space.”

The Moon in front of him began to glitch, his colors twisting warmer and his hat blending into the darkness around him until he turned into Solar.

“Solar,” the computer said with a pained yet relieved sigh. “Please, what’s going on? Why did Moon stab me? I don’t understand what I did wrong.”

This fake Solar did little to ease his worries. “You’re useless,” he hissed. “Why did we even bother fixing you?”

The computer flinched. “Solar?” Spaniard didn’t understand. Why was he being attacked? Errors flashed across his vision, reminding him of the pain the broken wires in the back of his head provided.

“Solar” didn’t reply, his form instead blending into that of Sun’s.

The computer didn’t get his hopes up. Something was horrifically wrong. This is not normal. Is he dreaming? Maybe he’s dreaming. He’ll wake up soon and everything will be FINE—

Sun grabbed his neck.

“Sun, please,” he pleaded. “What’s going on?”

It was deeply unsettling to hear Sun laugh lowly. Soon, the voice of all three of his attackers blended together, reminding him of how unwanted he was. “Stop, stop, stop!!” he screamed, tears pouring down his face. “Please!!”

The voices continued to remind him of his lack of worth until the not-Sun stabbed him with a sword.

The computer screeched. Pain blossomed all over his body, warning messages blinding him. He shivered as he bawled, feeling nothing but pure agony.

That was when his eyes opened. The pain was gone, leaving behind only him, crying quietly. It was a dream.

Suffice to say, he never slept again for quite some time.

[giggly-squiggily]

Hi there! Hoping your requests are still open, can I ask for zenitsu with a s/o who’s like crazy over apologetic? Just constantly apologizing for stuff way past the point where an apology is needed n such. Love yr writing by the way!! It always makes me smile!!

Not gonna lie, the first thing that came to mind reading this prompt was these two:

Ajjkarjejkarjk but seriously: I've gotcha covered anon! :D This is a great prompt, and I love the chance to write for Zenitsu! I hope you like it! :D

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“Gah! Don’t sneak up on me like that!”

“Ah! I’m so sorry!”

You and Zenitsu as a pair were definitely a sight. As a couple, you were an entire production.

“Wait, don’t apologize! I didn’t mean to yell!” Zenitsu, still shaken from your unintentional jumpscare, squawked in panic when he heard you cry out. This only startled you worse in response as you rapidly bowed.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you- I’m so sorry!”

“No, don't apologize, it's my fault!”

“I’m sorry for apologizing! Forgive me!”

“I’m so sorry!”

“I’m sorry as well!”

“STOP! Wait- wait stop.” Zenitsu raised his hands, making you both pause. “Wait, we’re doing it again.”

“I’m sorry…” Shame colored your cheeks as you bowed your head once more, staring at your feet. Between his panicked nature and your over apologetic one, the two of you would fall into a seemingly endless cycle of panicked yelling- only broken when someone (usually Inosuke) shouting at you both to shut up.

Of course that would lead to both of you panic apologizing to whomever you’ve disturbed until they eventually gave up and left, resulting in you both feeling rather flustered.

“(Y/N)...” Zenitsu came over, his hands taking yours gently. His voice was no longer panicked, taking on a softer tone. “We need to work on this. If this keeps up, we’ll never get through the demon corps.”

“I’m-” You began, only to feel a finger press gently to your lips. Looking up, you found him staring at you intently.

“No more apologizing.” He told you firmly.  “Once is enough.”

“But…oh okay.” You sighed against his finger, kissing it briefly before reaching out, poking his chest. “But that goes for you too. If I have to work on apologizing, you need to work on not freaking out all the time.”

“I don’t freak out all the time! Just…most of the time.” He admitted, flushing as took his hand back, capturing the one poking his chest. “Okay deal. We’ll work together on it. I’ll stop panicking and you stop over apologizing. Starting…now.”

“Good.” You nodded.

The two of you stood there in silence, his hand still holding yours. You rocked on your heels. Zenitsu nodded quietly as he spaced out.

“Erm, Zen? My hand?”

“Ah! What?” He yelped in surprise.

“Ah! Sorry!” You yelped back.

This was going to be a hard habit to kick.

~~~

Turns out, you were half right in your prediction.

As the months went on since your pact with Zenitsu, there was a noticeable shift in your communication. Maybe it was because you two were together longer, or perhaps it was the adjustment to the Corps, but Zenitsu didn’t freak out nearly as much as he did when you two first met. Yes, he still had his moments, but generally speaking he calmed down alot. Talking to him these days was significantly easier.

For yourself however…

“I’m sorry, Zenitsu. I can’t seem to shake it.” You sighed in defeat, slumping against your futon. No matter what you did, you couldn’t help but apologize for the smallest of things. Barely bumped his hand while eating together? An apology. Rambled on for longer than you intended? An apology. You even apologized into the nearby dresser at one point- the first thing out of your mouth was “I’m sorry” instead of a yelp of pain.

That’s where you were now, your boyfriend gently pressing an ice pack against your bruising hip as you groaned pathetically into your pillow. “What are you saying, (Y/N)? I think you’re getting better. You haven’t apologized nearly as much as you usually do, so that’s progress!”

“I just apologized to a wooden dresser, Zen.” You sighed, closing your eyes. “Maybe I should give up.”

Your boyfriend didn’t say anything, letting a slightly charged silence fall between you two. Then you felt him climbing over you, mindful of your bruised hip, and laying squished into your back.

“Remember a month ago when I was having the worst time ever?” He asked softly, his voice as hushed as a lullaby as he stroked your arm. “I couldn’t stop freaking out- it was just after the mission with Lord Tengen. I lost a lot of freak out progress in that moment despite coming back alive.”

“You were shaking like a leaf.” You remembered; the scene playing in your mind like a film. Zenitsu was huddled in the corner, squawking rejections at everyone and anyone who dared get too close. “You didn’t want to leave the room. I think it took the entire estate to get you to come out. Not even I could do it.”

“Hm. I couldn’t bring myself to face you- I was worried you’d think less of me, freaking out like that after I’ve been doing so well. But you didn’t.” He leaned in, kissing your ear. “You said to me: ‘It’s okay to be scared, Zenitsu. It’s a part of who you are. Even when you fall down, you’ll find a way to get back up.’

“So let me say that to you now. You might feel like you’re never gonna get over the whole apology thing, but that’s just right now. Soon you’ll see the progress I do, and even if you still apologize more often than not, that’s okay. The point is; you’re you, and I love every part of you- quirks and all.”

You couldn’t find your voice, suddenly too choked with tears. Instead you turned to look at him, a wobbly smile on your lips as his words found their way into your chest.

“Oh no- that’s not the smile I’m looking for.” Zenitsu’s smile turned mischievous as his hand came around your waist, fingers pressing against the skin along your belly. “Come on- I know we can get a better one than that!”

“Ah! Aehahahahhahhahha! Zehhehehehehhenitsuhuuhuhuhuhu!” You giggled out, squirming in his arms as his fingers gently danced along your torso. “Dohoohohohn’t, it tihihiihihickles!”

“Of course it does! That’s one of the many things I love about you!” Zenitsu grinned, carrying on his gentle tickles as he rolled you onto your back, pressing his nose into yours. “I love how you laugh like everything in the world is funny, and I love that you smile with your whole heart. I love how you always cheer me up when I’m feeling down, and I love that you trust me enough to let your guard down and be you. I love every part of you, from your giggles to your heart to the way you apologize to furniture to just- you!” He finished off his sentence with a raspberry kiss, making you scrunch and squeal. “And nothing’s gonna change that.”

“Ahehehe..hehehehe…” Shaking your head, you reached out, stroking his cheek with your thumb. “You big dork…you know- I think that’s what I love about you too. One of the many things actually. You always listen to me, you protect me even when you’re freaking out, and you never fail to make me smile.” Pulling him down, you pressed a soft kiss into his lips, spreading a wave of warmth across your nerves, centering itself in your chest. “I’m so grateful for you, Zen. Truly.”

Zenitsu blinked rapidly, eyes a bit glassy. He ducked his head into your shoulder with a soft sigh, the arms around you squeezing gently with everything he couldn’t say. You kissed his crown before pulling him into you, settling for an afternoon of cuddles.

Sure- you might never stop over-apologizing, and he might never stop freaking out; but you two worked. That’s all that mattered in the end.

Thanks for reading!

[honeybunstar]

Lunina

Lunina is a gender identity or expression that combines the themes of the moon, femininity, and love. The half-moon symbol with hearts represents the connection to the moon's phases and its mystic and feminine energy. Those who identify as Lunina may feel a strong affinity with the night sky, the changing phases of the moon, and a sense of femininity or softness.

an attack on @mortelum for 5 points ^w^

tagging: @coinfight

[the-artist-of-chaos]

@orb-the-watchman I made Ya something :3

[splatoondetective]

TRYING @skratchytheclown's MT TUTORIAL

1) A bigheaded Topper

2) Erase Topper hard work

3) Fix hat hard work

4) Robot stufffffff :0 aka everything

5) [last] Hair.

I DREW MT!!! <33333

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Happy Holidays from the sleepy boys inc!! Let’s just say Phil is a bit more excited than the other three about decorations..

Here’s my gift for @malewifeph1lza for the @mcytblrholidayexchange!! I had a bit of a hard time coming up with an idea but I thought a Christmas card would be fun to try :) Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

(Click for better quality!)

[ravendruid]

All Healed

This is a very special fic dedicated to @crispysnake. Thank you for being such a great friend <3 May we keep screaming about Keyleth (and occasionally Vax) forevermore. Set in the Exchange AU. | TW: Snakes

Keyleth chews on the tip of her quill, still looking at the book she was reading from but not really paying attention. She has been reading and taking notes on the history and culture of Vesrah, the Water Ashari tribe, all afternoon, trying to prepare herself for the upcoming trip, but something else fills her mind. It had been a few minutes since Vax returned home, but unlike every other day, instead of knocking at her bedroom door to give her a kiss and check on her, Vax went straight to his bedroom. His unusual quietness is starting to concern Keyleth.

Resigning that she won’t get any more studying done for the rest of the afternoon, Keyleth sets her quill down on the cluttered desk between notes and maps of the Lucidian Ocean. Percy and Vex went for a swim early in the morning and haven’t returned yet (Keyleth does not want to think about what they are up to), and Korrin is still at work, which means she and Vax are home alone. Warmth burns in her navel, and Keyleth can’t help but smile at all the plans she and Vax could accomplish in an empty house. Maybe he wants to be alone. Keyleth thinks to herself as she exits her room. It can’t hurt to check on him, though. 

Vax and Percy’s bedroom is right next to her and Vex’s, so as soon as she crosses her threshold, she hears Vax’s mumbled voice through the wooden door next to hers. She pauses for a moment, her balled fist just millimeters away from knocking, to try and discern what Vax is saying or who he is talking to. He speaks again, but Keyleth can’t make up any words or a reply, so she knocks softly, not wanting to scare him. She hears movement and a thud, followed by cursing just before the door opens. 

“Kiki,” Vax smiles at her with one hand behind his back. He’s wearing a simple white cotton shirt—Keyleth notices a rip at the hem on the left side—and loose trousers, and his hair is in a messy half-up-half-down style. He needs a haircut, Keyleth thinks first and foremost. Only then does her gaze fall on his suspicious smile. If they hadn’t known each other for years, Keyleth would have probably been deceived by it, but as it is, she knows he is hiding something.

“Hi,” She greets him, trying to act normal. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, why? Oh,—” Vax lets go of the doorknob and combs his hand through his hair, getting it stuck in some knots. “—Shit. I didn’t know you were home.”

Oh. We’re lying now, are we? Keyleth thinks. She schools her expression to hide the disapproval. Vax has never lied to her, and even if it’s a simple, innocent lie, something bad must have happened for him to do it.

“What happened, Vax?” Keyleth can’t take it anymore. She crosses the entrance to get closer to him, but Vax stumbles back with one hand still hiding behind his back. 

“Nothing, I was—”

Vax doesn’t have time to finish because Keyleth reaches around him and pulls his hand from behind his back, which is badly wrapped with a strip of white cloth, clearly the missing rip from his shirt.

“Vax, what happened to your hand?” Keyleth is already unwrapping it as she speaks. Her brow furrows when she sees two tiny pinpricks she recognizes as a snake bite. The wounds don’t look bad and aren’t bleeding any more than if made by needles, but Keyleth still gives Vax a displeased look.

“I’m sorry,” He apologizes, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand. “I had a run-in with a snake.”

Right on cue, a bundle of clothes that Keyleth recognizes as Vax’s cloak rustles behind him. She frowns again, giving Vax a fierce look that means ‘stay here’ before she drops his hand and steps around him. Vax turns in his spot but doesn’t dare to move further. He knows better than to defy Keyleth. 

“I was walking in the forest, and I heard some commotion. A hawk was trying to take it, and I couldn’t just allow—” Vax explained. “I had to save it, Kiki.”

Keyleth squats carefully next to the bundle and pulls one end very slowly. A small orange head peeks through, flicking its tongue at the girl. Keyleth finishes uncovering the snake and smiles at what she sees.

“Hi there, little buddy,” She speaks softly, extending her hand towards it. The snake’s forked tongue flutters in her direction, and Keyleth waits for its next move. From the looks of it, the snake looks young, so she tries to be extra slow in her movements to avoid frightening it further as she tries to gain its trust. That is why Keyleth is shocked—but able to hide a gasp—when the snake starts approaching her hand and climbing around her wrist.

“You are very lucky,” Keyleth says, turning her head back to Vax. “This little guy isn’t dangerous. He was probably scared, and that is why it bit you. You get to keep your hand this time.”

“Do you—” Vax’s eyes widen, and a smile grows larger as Keyleth turns around slowly, showing him the snake coiling around her wrist. “Do you know what type it is?”

“Yes.” Keyleth nods. The snake slithers up her arm, resting its little head on her elbow. Its beady eyes move in the direction of her voice, flickering its tongue at her again.

“Don’t worry, it’s not venomous,” Keyleth adds with a smile. “I think it might be very young if the size is any indication.” She cocks her head, observing it intensively. The snake is small enough that it only wraps one loop around her arm. “Although I can’t tell for sure how old it is.”

Vax looks at her with the astonished expression he always has when Keyleth goes on a tangent about plants and animals. He has told her multiple times that he loves hearing her talk about her likes and all she learned in her studies, even if he doesn’t understand most of it, but Keyleth is always concerned she’s boring him. She apologizes time and time again, and every time, Vax reassures her it’s okay. It always warms her heart to have someone like him listen to her rant over the things she’s so passionate about. That is one of her favorite characteristics about Vax and probably one of the biggest things that made her fall in love with him.

“I still want to take a better look at your bite,” She smiles, ignoring the warmth in her cheeks. She places the snake back in the bundled cloak, gets up, and leaves the room. Keyleth returns with a dark bottle and a couple of bandages to see Vax still standing in the same spot she had told him to stay in.

“Come here,” She nods at his bed, sitting down and patting the mattress next to her. He obeys and sits by her side, immediately extending his hand to her. They have done this dance a few times before. She will clean his wounds, apply the ointment and wrap him up, and when it’s his turn to care for her, he does it too, with the softest of movements, always so worried about hurting her. Vax is not as practiced in healing as Keyleth is, but he has always shown a passion for learning about it, so she has taught him some of the most basic techniques, just enough so he can feel useful.

Once Keyleth finishes wrapping his hand, she brings it up to her lips and presses a soft kiss. Looking Vax in the eyes, she says softly, “All healed,” and warm energy flows from her lips to his hand. Vax visibility melts at that. He closes his eyes and leans his forehead against her, wrapping his fingers in hers.

“I was planning to release it somewhere safe. Can you help me?” He whispers. 

Keyleth pulls away with a smile and nods. “I know the right place.” She says as she pulls him back up. 

They bring the cloak to the backyard, and Keyleth lowers enough to help the snake slither out of it and into the little nest in the roots of the big oak tree that provides shade to most of the yard. 

“You’ll be safe here, little buddy. And you’ve got plenty of mice to eat if you need.” She speaks to it. The snake’s beady eyes follow her movement as Keyleth backs up slowly and stands next to Vax, who looks completely enamored of her. He wraps a hand around Keyleth’s waist and pulls her into a hug. 

“I thought about giving him a name,” Vax mumbles into her neck. 

“Really?” She asks, pulling away. His eyes shine with the sunlight, and Keyleth can’t help but think about their first kiss and how Vax’s eyes shone just the same. 

“Yeah, I was thinking about naming it Simon.”

“Simon is a good name for him,” Keyleth smiles affectionately, willing her brain to stop thinking about the softness of Vax’s lips on hers, how he always tastes like honey, how warm his skin is, and how her heart echoes the racing beats in his chest. 

“Yeah?” Vax leans in, making Keyleth’s heart stop. She wants to kiss him so badly but is so scared he will back away or reject her. Why would he reject you, silly?

As if he read her thoughts, Vax cups her cheek with one hand and rubs his thumb on her lower lip, leaning in further. His lips are dangerously close to her, and both their eyes are closing in anticipation, but the sound of something hissing at their feet brings their attention down. They see the orange snake, now baptized as Simon, trying to wrap itself around Vax’s leg, climbing slowly with a flickering tongue. 

“It looks like Simon doesn’t want to leave,” Vax says as he bends down to allow Simon to curl around his arm.

“I guess so,” Keyleth chuckles.

“He reminds me of you.”

“Is it because he’s orange?” Keyleth jokes.

“Among other things,” Vax replies, bringing their new friend closer so Keyleth can pet his little head.

With the hand still wrapped around Keyleth’s waist, Vax pulls her closer to him again and gives her a longing kiss. Throwing all caution to the wind, Keyleth supports herself on his chest with one hand and brings the other behind Vax’s head, deepening the kiss to allow their tongues to intertwine. He almost forgets about Simon wrapped in his arm as he instinctively tries to wrap it around Keyleth’s waist, but the hissing sound makes Vax break the kiss and chuckle.

“We need to find somewhere safe for him,” Vax says, ignoring Keyleth’s begging look and pouting at the broken kiss.

Keyleth finds an unused box in the pantry that they can repurpose for the time being. She pokes small holes in it and brings it to Vax’s bedroom, where he places Simon. It’s temporary housing until they find a terrarium, which Keyleth claims to know where to get.

“Do you think Korrin will be okay with me having a pet snake?”

“I’m sure he will be fine with it, considering your sister has a pet bear.” Keyleth laughs, remembering Vax’s face when they returned from Pyrah to see a bear cub hiding behind Vex’s legs. Keyleth moves to the front door, but before her hand can reach the doorknob, Vax’s hands are on her waist again, pulling and turning her to face him. Without warning, he kisses her fiercely while giving her room to melt into his touch. Keyleth replies with equal desire, hungry for the contact and the taste. They have been dating in secret for a week and haven’t had many opportunities to kiss since then, so they obviously want to enjoy the moment as much as possible.

“Vax, we need to go get the stuff for Simon—” Keyleth breaks the kiss, panting. “—before Percy and Vex come home and see him and try to kill him. Or worse, Trinket does.” Vax grunts, annoyed but nods in agreement. He kisses Keyleth softly one last time, lingering his lips close to her just enough that she can feel him whisper I love you before he pulls away and drags her out the door.

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artfight at @lilybug-02

full video: https://youtu.be/dDJGAau7NEc

>:) another animation

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You can choose the character but how would they be in a relationship with kianna

By the way she is also an OC of mine you can find more information about her on my page here on Tumblr and you don't have to take this request if you don't want to

Kurapika with a Kianna s/o

Hey Nunez! I decided to go with Kurapika because despite him being one of my favorites, I’ve barely written for him! I hope this fulfills your expectations :D

Kurapika is initially intrigued by her mysterious aura and quiet demeanor

He finds her resilience and quiet strength captivating

At first, their interactions are often silent but comfortable

He admires her ability to handle situations with aggression when needed but notices her underlying kindness

As much as he would like to, he often can’t spend mornings in bed with her because of his work :(

He tried to make up for it with cafe dates :D

Despite her initial standoffishness, Kurapika earns her trust through his patience and understanding

He discovers her softer, kinder nature reserved for those she cares about deeply

They often find solace in quiet moments at cafes where they can relax

They can enjoy each other's company without the need for constant conversation :)