#I wanted to try drawing some backgrounds with these drawings

[hannnsh]

hc10 joel painting 🗻🌸

gouache on paper :3

hello everynyan, i busted out my paints and my rusty painting skills and came out with this badboy 🔥🔥🔥 that is cringe talk im sorry, anyways yea i have came back to my painting roots gosh its so good to paint again after MONTHS !!!

i can say im not thattttttt happy w this ??? pls dont come at me abt it lol its just me, but to be fair i did this in one go (i’ve been doing that a lot..) and until like 3 am 😭 i was planning on going in with some coloured pencils the next morning but i got lazy and scanned the thing and immediately sealed it in a bag LOL so some things like the flowers arent that polished so my bad 🙏🏻

there r some things i wish to improve on when doing this painting, mainly water bc hello what is that 😭 also it is my goal to paint/draw more landscapes during my break and the background for this one actually turned out well imo :J there r some things I wanna tweak but honestly im just happy with the outcome

dont focus on the anatomy it is a bit wrong and i have this problem called cant use references for the life of me .. it is very severe. so it looks a bit wonky lol

that is all for now, i do have a feww things to finish this month, hopefully i get to that since now i have time lols, and this is not a promise at ALL dont take my words seriously, but maybe if i have spare time i want to try and figure out how to open commissions :3 my problem mainly is idk how to get the money, since my currency is very different and idk how i can charge in us dollars or something and converting it into my currency 😔 but if anyone actually knows a thing or two maybe u can help me 🥹

see u all next time bubye

[trilobitepunch]

How do you make your little paper turtles? I like the idea and I think my brother's fiance would love them i may also want to make them for myself cuz they're amazing

They're not too difficult! I use a cardstock-type of paper and draw a thing first, and then outline it. My usual go-to has been an 02 Micron, and I use an 01 for line shading here and there. I go over some of the lines again for some weight variation, and then we get rid of my mess of sketch lines!

Then it's time to color~ I use alcohol markers since they blend pretty nicely so you don't get those streaky marks that show where you've colored.

I could've probably done it earlier but I went over the outside lines with a thicker Micron (05) just to give me something of a space for when I trim. Don't know if you can see the difference...

ANYWAY then we cut! Usually I use scissors but a craft knife does make it a lot easier for cleaner cuts, especially around the corners and the blank space in between colored sections when you have them. Whichever method you opt for, I've found it easier to cut in sections, trimming away bit by bit rather than trying to cut all the way around.

Laaaastly is maybe the most important part to really sell the illusion of integrating them into the background of wherever you decide to hang or stick them. It's kind of like when you do digital and 'stroke' the external lines of an image with a transparent background (do people still do that anymore...) so there aren't any white artifacts that show up when they come up over dark backgrounds. Same idea here.

I go over the edges with black. This helps blend your cutout in with wherever it is. You can also touch-up your outer lines if there's any bit of white from when you cut things out. But that's all there is to it!

And now....we stick this boy somewhere.

You could do this digitally too if drawing and coloring it directly on paper isn't your thing. The main step to follow would be the last one with the black edging.

Hope this helps! :D

[e-vay]

Heyo! Do you have any tips for making comics? :)

I've been meaning to get back into the swing of it, but concentrating on such a commitment that takes so much time is tough sometimes haha.

How do you make it work? Are there things you avoid/make easier for yourself just to make the process more fun and do-able?

First of all, I’m very happy for you! I think it’s very exciting whenever we return to a craft we were once passionate about. I wish you the best of luck!

This is a big question and I don’t think there’s really one simple answer since all artists are different and have their own strengths and weaknesses.

One of the biggest issues I face is that I have a million ideas but I simply don’t have the time to do them all. I want to share all these ideas but if I gave each and every idea the same amount of attention and detail, I’d hardly get anything done. So here are some things I've learned through my own comic-making experience, but keep in mind it may not be what you're looking for. Also remember this is NOT career advice. I make comics for fun, not for a living. If you’re looking for professional advice I would suggest looking elsewhere 👍

1 - A comic doesn't have to be fully rendered to be entertaining. Although I love to draw and line and color my work, it’s not always necessary. If I feel a punchline is strong enough to stand on its own, I’ll just make it into a doodle comic. In fact, I’ve found that some of my doodle comics perform better than the fully rendered ones! The doodle comics are still very fun for me to draw and they also serve as gestural drawing practice, so in the end it doesn’t feel like I'm making a sacrifice. I'm still getting my ideas out there and I'm still drawing, I'm just prioritizing what gets more attention so I can better manage my time.

2 - Not every panel needs an illustrated background. You definitely need to show backgrounds for establishing shots and when characters are interacting with the scene. But sometimes the focus needs to be entirely on the character and/or what they’re saying. You can choose to have a solid color background and maybe add a few textures to keep it visually interesting. You're still putting in the effort to make your art pop, but you aren’t losing a ton of time by drawing dozens of backgrounds. Color is also a good way to convey mood. I do that a lot in my comics, like this bit from “My Gal”:

^ I was trying to show a progression in excitement here, so having the colors change from cool to warm does a better job portraying that than if I just had a standard, scenic forest background for all the panels.

3 - Use resources: That's what they're there for! Because I make all these comics by myself, I have had to find resources to help me get through some of the steps faster so I can focus more on the story writing and the artwork. For example, to help me save time on lettering, I use the Onomatopedia font and the Manero Panels, SFX and Bubbles brush set for Procreate. I’m still selecting the sound effects and choosing the appropriate bubbles and tails to suit the mood and scale of the text, but this has saved me a ton of time because I’m not drawing each individual element by hand over and over again. Personally, I purchased these resources but I'm sure there are plenty of free tools out there that you can use.

As far as making it more fun... Honestly, I just love comics as an art form so much that learning about all the 'rules' and techniques and 'SOP's behind comics makes it more fun for me to make them. I recommend checking out tutorials and tips (even if you think you already know it all) and you might be surprised at how much it might ignite more of your comic-making passion. For example, I've spent hours on Blambot's "How-To" page and on ComicDevices.com just to try and soak up as much as I can. They're full of fascinating reads that make me want to try out different things!

I hope this helps! Good luck with your comics!

[noahthesatanist]

demonolatry intro

Step One: Get Your Reading Straight

If you want to take this seriously, you must get your hands on some solid books. Not just the surface level crap that everyone regurgitates, but actual texts that present demons as what they are: ancient divine spirits, not edgy, misunderstood villains. Two books you NEED:

The Goetia Devils by Rev. Cain – Forget the old grimoires that call demons “liars” and “deceivers.” This book gives you real insight into their nature their personalities likes and interest and background It’s absolutely required reading. The Goetia Hymns by Rev. Cain – You want to actually call upon demons? Use these. 200 prayers and hymns for everything to all 72 goetic demons it is one of a kind

If you can’t get them, I wouldn’t mind sending info from them because this knowledge deserves to be shared with those who are serious about it. But do not just rely on basic "Google" tier knowledge.

Step Two: Stop Thinking Like a Christian

One of the biggest things that screws people up when they get into demonolatry is that they still carry Christian baggage. I dont mean that in the laveyan way of erm no war happened rather they didnt lose anything they fought and secured freedom, hell is not a prison yahweh and his slaves have no power over hell

Demons are not waiting around for "redemption," they already found salvation they are smart noble beings with their own wants and needs likes and dislikes they are not playing the game of Yahweh’s petty universe. They are the opposition, the divine rebels, the rulers of the Infernal Empire that will ensure hells ultimate victory You are not "selling your soul" (seriously, kill that thought), you are joining a side and that side is about power, knowledge, and liberation from the shackles of the false god.

Step Three: Pick a Few Demons to Start With

You do not need to call all 72 Goetic spirits at once like some overexcited fool. Work with a few to start, and get to know them personally. I can recommend good beginner demons

Step Four: Create a Sacred Space

No, you don’t need a massive ritual room, but at least set up something to dedicate to your work. Even if it’s a small altar in a private place, it helps to create a focal point for your devotion and rituals.

What you can include: A black or dark cloth (symbol of the unknown, the abyss, the infernal realm). Candles (color depends on the demon you are working with). Sigils (drawn or printed out, charged with your intent). Incense (sandalwood, myrrh, or frankincense work well). Offerings (wine, blood, poetry, personal dedication).

And before someone asks no, blood offerings are NOT required, but they are powerful .If you’re not ready for that, stick with incense and dedication first.

Step Five: Start With Meditation, Not Begging

This is where most people fuck up they start demanding favors from demons before even knowing what they’re doing. No. Stop.

Start simple: Sit in front of a sigil. Focus on it until it "moves" or shifts.

Chant the demon’s enn quietly. See what sensations arise.

Write down thoughts, visions, or dreams you experience.

Most people expect some loud, booming voice or shadow figure in their room. No. Demons communicate through impressions, emotions, synchronicities, and deep intuitive knowledge. If you’re not developing those senses, you’ll miss 90% of what they are trying to show you.

Step Six: First Invocation

Once you feel a connection, you can start formal invocations. The best approach is a polite, but firm invitation NOT "commanding" like some delusional Christian grimoires suggest.

Light your candles, incense, and set up your altar space. Draw or place the sigil of the demon. Chant their enn while focusing on their sigil. State your intention clearly and respectfully. Be patient and observe. Demons may communicate through thoughts, emotions, or later dreams and signs. Close the ritual properly. Thank the demon, extinguish candles, and ground yourself.

Step Seven: Keep a Grimoire

If you aren’t writing things down, you’re wasting your time. Period.

Log your meditations. Write down any dreams, symbols, or feelings. Keep track of what works and what doesn’t. Note what offerings and rituals seem to get the strongest results.

Demonolatry is a living practice, not a fixed set of rules. The more you explore, the deeper your understanding will be.

Final Notes: What NOT to Do

🚫 DO NOT command demons. You are here to learn, not to act like some arrogant king. 🚫 DO NOT expect quick results. Demons test your patience, intelligence, and dedication before revealing deeper wisdom. 🚫 DO NOT treat this like a trend. If you’re just here for aesthetics, they will ignore you at best, punish you at worst.

Demonolatry is a lifelong path of study, experience, and revelation. If you’re serious, then welcome aboard. But if you’re just looking for some quick magic trick or spooky aesthetic, you might as well quit now.

[strangerthingsfanworkrecs]

Would love to nominate an artist: hearsegrrl Rachel is one of the friendliest artists I know. She is so supportive of other artists and writers, and although she's extremely busy irl, she still makes time for fandom and always drops the most iconic works. She's incredibly humble, and deserves all the love and recognition in the world.

This week, we're highlighting @hearsegrrl as an artist! All recs this week will be her art.

see the original here She answered some questions about her work under the cut

Why Stranger Things?

Honestly I had never seen it before season 4, but when it dropped I started getting a bunch of Eddie edits on my TikTok and was like “WOAH, I gotta know more about that guy right now.” I binged the whole season over a couple days, fell in love with his character, remade a Tumblr account for the first time since my early teens, and started drawing him pretty much immediately.

What's your favorite ship (platonic or romantic) to create for?

I love how much people love Steddie. I love a two himbos in love dynamic and I love their interactions in the show, even if they were brief they obviously stuck with people.

What's your typical drawing process like?

Oh jeez. Long. Once I have an idea I’m pretty eager to start on it asap, I collect a lot of references for what I’m thinking googling model poses, random band member candids, or taking weird self timer pics of myself posing in my kitchen and then cut and paste and collage them into something close enough to what I want and then kind of draw a “skeleton” over all of that just to save a couple hours, but that process still usually takes me about 2-3 hours to get it perfect. The piece I’m working on right now has a lot of little pieces in it and that part of the process took ten hours alone. Then I have a line drawing that I block base colors into, lock all of those, and then kind of fully render out each part at a time- skin, hair, shirt, pants, accessories, whatever else. I spend a good 75% of that process going “AHHHHH I DON’T KNOW IF THIS IS WORKING,” and then somehow it all comes together in the end. Sometimes depending on the piece, I’ve liked finding random stock images to kind of overlay in the background, it makes him feel so much more real and lifelike to me. Lately, the fully rendered stuff I’ve been posting takes anywhere from 12-20 hours of drawing. I tattoo full time 11-7 or later 5 days a week on top of drawing for appointments outside of work and usually only have time to draw for a couple hours at a time, or a little on the weekends so I try to be as efficient as possible.

Do you have a favorite tool for drawing?

I used to do a lot of painting for work and pastel pencil drawings for fun but I switched over to an iPad Pro a few years ago and it’s so much easier to be able to just draw on the couch and not drag out a bunch of materials and make a mess. I use Procreate for work and for fandom art.

Do you have any tips for drawing clothes?

Using references or making your own references to take pictures of! They’re a relief to get to because they don’t need to be perfect, unlike a face that is very anxiety inducing so don’t overthink it.

What has been your favorite project so far?

I really, really love the one I’m working on right now, I don’t know if I’ll post it (and if you’re reading this after Valentine’s Day you may have already seen it) because it’s a gift but it’s been the most fun and silly and therapeutic. But I love any “Eddie with an occupation” or AU moment, doing the baseball AU drawings for @brock-eddie was so much fun and I love how they turned out.

What has been your hardest project so far?

The Christmas Steddie one was kind of a pain in the ass because it took so long and had so many more little parts than just drawing one character, but I was happy with how it turned out. There’s a couple WIPs in my iPad that I would love to finish but they just weren’t turning out how I wanted them, I want to revisit them but I might have to scrap them and start over. Everyone is so nice I’m sure I could post them now and people would be stoked but things have to be perfect or I lay in bed at night and regret posting them for literally weeks.

Have you ever had a creative block?

Not really for coming up with ideas, but finding the energy to sit down and draw after working all day is hard sometimes. I have a weird thing where I don't want to draw for a little bit, I have to be in the headspace to work for at least 2-3 hours at a time or I just won't do it.

Is there a big source of inspiration for you? Books? Art? Games?

UGH, BEIN IN LOVE. Being a weird alt girl in Indiana. Eddie is so my type and for the first time I had a huge crush on a character that I felt like I could be his type too. I’m a tattooer going to metal shows in my free time in 🤠Waynedale, Indiana🤠, it is so easy to picture him living in my town and going the same places I do and through art I can make him real. There are so many talented writers on here who have brought him to life and I love and am inspired to draw by the fics that really flesh out the fact that he’s so earnest and has all these deeper feelings but he’s still a ding dong twentyish year old boy doing ding dong twentyish year old boy things. @jo-harrington's store manager verse, @wheels-of-despair's Evil Woman fics, and @courtingchaos's writings all fill me with DEEP, ACHING YEARNING for a boy like him, and no matter how sucky and unimpressive dudes in real life are, they make him so nice and funny, and I can dress him up however I want and draw him from the viewer’s perspective and there is something so therapeutic and comforting about that. I’ve been through a lot of dumb and mildly traumatizing stuff the last couple of years and reading fanfic again and drawing fanart has brought me so much peace and happiness in all of it.

What's your favorite way to get comments or interactions on your art?

I’m always really excited to finish a piece and get to post it here ASAP just to see everyone’s reactions. I’m so proud of the work that gets put into them but I’m never going to post them on a more public forum like my Instagram, I do them for myself and for the little group of people here I know it’ll bring joy to and it’s really fun to share that joy with everyone. When I’m sad, I go through the tags in the reblogs because people are so funny and sweet about them.

Is there an upcoming project you're particularly excited about?

Nothing specific right now, I’m about to get really busy with real work so I may have to slow down a little. I get a lot of ideas around the holidays/seasons changing because I love the more themed drawings, so after Valentine’s Day hopefully I’ll have some cute spring ideas to work on! I always like getting requests to see what people are wanting to see. I can’t always get to them because of work but sometimes they spark ideas for bigger projects.

Is there anything we forgot to ask?

I don’t think so! Love you all so much, for real. Time to write and draw more Eddie stomping out fascist weirdos. The world really sucks right now but everyone contributing to this fandom is creating a positive space and helping us get away from it all, I am so grateful for all of the talented people here for making life more bearable right now.

[parchmentmischief]

Soft Universe

Viktor x reader

Content warnings: MDNI, power dynamics discussed (vague), (vaguely dom reader, sub Viktor, discussion suggests they’re both verse)

A/n: honestly I just wanted to write smut that’s inclusive and honest and HOT abt sex w a disability and what support thru that can look like (source: I am also disabled similarly)

A/n: Vitka and Vitya are both nicknames for Viktor in Rus (I chose Russian instead of Czech bc I speak Czech not at all.)

…

It started out innocent enough.

Jayce was trying and failing to copy Viktor’s accent, the pair of you giggling every time Viktor looked up from across the lab.

“I don’t sound like that.” Viktor appears like a ghost behind you both, startling you enough that Jayce lets out a yelp.

“Come on, it is good no? It’s close.” Jayce tries again, this time with hands up to block the random strewn book Viktor lifts to smack him with.

“Not even a little, it’s very bad.” Viktor says seriously, the corner of his lip twitching as he pushes down a smile. You and Jayce remain the only people allowed to tease him, even though he pretends he doesn’t like it from either of you.

“And, lovely assistant of mine, are you going to give it a shot?” Viktor asks, and your eyebrows raise.

Lovely?

“This feels like a trap. You just want to smack me with the book too.” You point a finger accusingly at the ready position Viktor is holding it in. Had he called you lovely? There’s a blush spreading across your face already, you can feel it heat your cheeks and ears.

Viktor gives a shrug, imitating nonchalance. “Fine, don’t.” A small twitch of his lips gives him away, he’s laughing at you.

As he turns, you have the sudden urge to make him eat his words, to maybe make him feel a bit embarrassed too.

“Ждать.” (Wait.)

He freezes.

“Это правильно, mmm?” (This is correct, hmm?) “Ты говоришь по-русски?” (You speak Russian?)

“Ты тоже?!” (And you speak it?!)

Your eyes crinkle a bit at the corners as you smile wide, switching back to common for Jayce’s benefit. “I know some, not a lot. But my accent is bad.”

“No it’s-“ Viktor catches himself, eyes wide at what he had almost just spoken aloud. What would have even come out? That your voice was deeper when you spoke in his native tongue and it made him want to sink to his knees in front of you? That hearing a language so far back in his memory felt like pressing hard on a bruise?

Gods, and did that mean when he called you милый (darling) when he was too tired to catch himself, that you Knew?!

Victor’s eyes widen and widen, still frozen in place. You see his hand tighten on his cane, knuckles almost white.

“I’m sorry if I startled you. Viktor? You’re looking a bit panicked.”

“You’ve been able to speak my language this whole time?”

“I mean yes, I had friends as a kid who spoke it so some just kind of,,, stuck.”

“Oh.” he says rather intelligently.

“Yeah, I didn’t mean for that to even be a secret it just kind of doesn’t come up? I guess? I’m not good by any means.” you demure.

Viktor’s ears are red. He can feel them burning but refuses to draw any more attention to it.

“Viktor?” you stand awkwardly frozen across from him, unsure of what you’ve done.

“Nothing, it is nothing. Your voice, it is much deeper when you speak in it.” he attempts to respond evenly but somehow it sounds breathless even to his own ears. He clears his throat to try to cover it.

You raise an eyebrow. “And you,,,, like this? About my voice?”

Jayce coughs pointedly in the background. “Should I uh. Leave?”

Viktor turns and says “no” in the same moment you say “yes.”

Twice in a row now you’ve shocked Viktor enough for it to be plain on his face. He twists from Jayce back to you almost unconsciously.

“I think Viktor and I need to have a deeper conversation about this, Jayce, would you mind?”

Jayce, who is very much confused about the ‘vibes’ of the room and whether or not the two of you are going to fight or fuck, decides to take that moment to slide over to the door and make a quick exit.

“Sure thing, I uh, need to head to the forges anyways. Bye!” The door closes soundly behind him.

You turn your full attention to Viktor. “You called me lovely.” you state.

“When did I do that.”

“Viktor! Literally just now, less than five minutes ago? ‘Your lovely assistant?’”

His mouth pops open in an “oh” but the sound doesn’t come out.

“I think I’ve figured you out, Vitka.”

“Vitka? Oh are doing nicknames now are we?”

You smile blithely, “I think it’s fitting.”

“And what’s that?” he swallows and sees your eyes track to his throat and up again.

You take a single step forward, now within his space. You can see him struggle to keep his eyes from going to your lips and fail.

Another step, and you’re close enough to breathe the same air.

Viktor thinks to himself that if he tilted his lips just so, your lips would brush. Oh how he wants to.

You move slowly, tipping your head to meet his eyes, running a hand along his jaw the way you’ve craved to do for so long. He leans into the touch almost subconsciously. It makes something soft and bright burn in your chest as his eyes close. You brush a thumb across his cheek.

“Will you let me kiss you?” You whisper it like a confession in his ear.

“You are my assistant.” You can see him conflicted, eyes shifting anywhere but directly towards you. “The power dynamics alone make this unethical.”

It makes you smile softly, that it’s something Viktor has concern over. “Is that why you’ve never said anything before?” You brush some of his hair back from his face, dragging nails lightly over his scalp, and his eyes flutter shut again at the contact.

“I promise, Vitya, the power dynamics are not something I’m worried about.” you grab the hair at his nape and give a gentle pull.

His eyes haze over and a soft groan escapes his lips.

“I don’t want to try to convince you to do something you don’t want Viktor, I’ll stop if you’d like me to.” you softly release the hold you have on his hair, dropping the hand to his shoulder. “But don’t hold yourself back if it’s on my account.”

He’s silent, eyes half lidded with open desire for you.

“Words, darling.” You whisper to him.

He kisses you instead. It’s gentler than you expected, a short press of his lips to yours. He cups your face so reverently between his hands. It brings a bright heady grin to your face. “So yes?”

“Yes, gods.” he mumbles against your lips, kissing you again, and again. They’re soft kisses, after every one Viktor opens his eyes like he’s afraid you’ll have disappeared in the time it takes him to look again. His hands trail through your hair slowly.

“Jayce is, ha,” a soft moan breaks his sentence as you press a kiss to his jaw, “he’s- going to make fun of me later.”

“Why’s that?”

“I just yelled at him,” a cough, “last week for having relations in the lab among all of the Sterile Equipment.”

You snort. “Your timing is perfect as always.”

You mouth along his neck, encouraged by every breathy sound that comes from Viktor’s lips. He tilts his chin to the side to give you better access.

Your lips come to the base of his throat and stop, your fingers pulling gently at the collar of his shirt. “May I?”

He nods quickly, “Please,, do.” The words come out in two separate breaths.

You slide your hands over his collar and unbutton one, two, three, pressing more kisses to his exposed throat and chest. You press one over the side of his chest covered by the brace as well, glancing up to gauge his reaction.

A funny little smile has made its way to his lips. One that you file in your brain to ask about again later, when you’re less focused on getting him to whine again.

You move down further, rucking up the fabric of his shirt to reach more of his chest instead of wasting time with the rest of the buttons.

One of your hands is anchored softly to his back alongside his brace, pressing him closer to you as you lean down, pressing kisses between the rib spacings of the brace, using a bit of teeth in the areas where you can hear his voice catch.

You’ve kissed low enough now to be just above the edge of his pants, and run a few teasing fingers just beneath the band of fabric, before leaning back up to catch his mouth in another kiss.

It becomes filthier, louder. Viktor’s tongue is in your mouth and he’s pressed close enough that you can feel his excitement lower. He’s not holding back how, his hands are all over every inch of you he can reach.

Your shirt ends up discarded somewhere on the floor, followed quickly by the tank beneath.

Your hand moves to the button of his pants and he pauses only slightly, hands still splayed across you. “My knee, it’s-“

“Do you need to stop?” you ask, just to be sure. You pause anyways.

“No, it’s,” his cheeks flush a bit, “not that. My, ah, pants can’t come off with the outer brace still on.”

“Oh,” you brighten, “of course, here.” You press him gently on his sternum, guiding him back onto the lab table to sit.

And then, because you can’t resist, you lift on both knees to spread his thighs open for you. Solely so there’s room for you between them, of course. It makes Viktor blush hard enough that he tries to cover his face as you sink to your knees, working smoothly to undo the knee brace mechanisms.

“How did you-“ Viktor pauses, coughs, “how did you know how to take this off so quickly? I designed the supports myself.”

You blink. “To make sure I could fix it for you, if you ever needed it.”

Something passes across his face for just a moment. “But you’ve never seen the parts up close before now, it must have taken-“

“Days, yes. To reconstruct without bothering you with invasive questions.” You press a kiss softly to his cheek. “I hope that doesn’t make you feel uncomfortable?”

“No, no it’s.” Kind of you. Thoughtful in an unobtrusive way, in a way that doesn’t step all over his autonomy. It makes something bright in his chest burn.

You just nod, like you’ve read his mind. Your hand comes back up to his hair again, softly running your fingers through it. “Would you like to continue? I don’t mind stopping.” You place a soft kiss on the corner of his jaw and his eyes flutter.

“More, more always.” And then he’s pulling you in, using his uninjured leg to cage you in against him. His lips are at your neck, kissing and leaving a line of marks he looks at with satisfaction. You leave one in return, high on his neck, just under his jaw, laving your tongue over it after in a way that has him pressing up into you.

His whole body shudders as you drag a hand lower, mouth still sucking pretty bruises in a bouquet on his neck. You tug gently at his pants, “May I?”

“Of course,”

You smile, kiss him again before turning your attention to the buckle. Just the barest brush of your hands over the straining fabric there has him hissing through his teeth.

You smirk just slightly, “Sensitive, Viktor?”

He all but tssks at you, “Yes, yes hurry up.”

You pull the zipper down slowly, just to tease him. He muffles a soft whine against his arm as you trace a finger over the new territory you’ve uncovered.

“You sound beautiful, let me hear you.”

He removes the arms slowly, uncovering the blush that’s returned to his cheeks, his eyes fluttering between you and your hand pressed too lightly against his length. When he looks up you reward him with a gentle squeeze, the pleasure shooting up his spine and making him gasp.

“You’ve,” he breathes heavily, “done this before.” He can’t help but to cant his hips into your hand. A hand that is still Not Moving.

“Mm, but I’ve thought about doing this to you infinitely more. Often times right here, sometimes in my bed, or yours,” you keep talking just to watch his eyes darken further. “One time in a janitor’s closet but you were being very loud,” You press an open mouthed kiss to his clothed length to pull a moan from his throat.

You move to pull his pants from his legs, wrapping a hand around his middle to guide him back up to standing with you.

You slide the fabric down slowly, reverently, placing kisses to his hips, both of his thighs, to the indentation marks left by his brace. You allow the fabric to pool at his feet before standing again.

Viktor’s eyes are distracted again with some thought, you can see his eyebrows furrow and unfurrow as he considers speaking.

“I’m sorry, that I can’t -“ you silence him with a gentle hand cupping him through his boxers, the sentence turning into an aborted sound somewhere between a moan and a whine. It has him stumbling back into you.

“None of whatever that sentence was about to be, darling.” You squeeze ever so slightly for emphasis. His eyes roll back in his head for a moment. “I’m honored. Viktor. I want you, I’ve wanted you for a long time. I want you exactly as you are.”

This, over everything else, is what seems to affect him most, his cheeks blushing red as well as the tips of his ears.

“And it doesn’t bother you.” He says it as a statement.

You run your hand gently up the ribs of his brace, tracing higher until a hand rests against his cheek.

“Nothing about this bothers me, at all Vitka. I want you, if you’ll have me.” You whisper this part, feeling a bit unsure despite your matching states of undress. This feels like more a confession than your lips on his. Past physical need, you feel like you’ve just offered a sliver of your soul out for him to heal or hurt.

Viktor surges forward in answer, kissing you like he’s starved of it. His spine is curved as far as the brace will allow as he presses into you, his bare chest exposed in an almost obscene way through his half unbuttoned shirt. Gods, you want to ruin him.

His hands are grasping, pulling you closer so your hips are flush together.

“What do you need from me darling” you ask against his lips.

“More, more, please”

You push him flat onto the work table, scattering notes and miscellaneous tools out of the way of his spine. His hair is spread in a halo around his face in a breathtaking way. He looks heartbreakingly beautiful all laid out for you, eyes glimmering with need.

Your thighs bracket his hips now.

“How would you like me?” You ask teasingly as you slowly lower yourself down to a comfortable sitting position astride him.

“You’d let me choose?”

You hum an affirmative. “I like any, but I don’t know what would pleasure you the most. Tell me.” Your request makes his toes curl.

“Any?”

You nod. “How have you thought about me?”

“Would you ride me, sitting as you are now?”

“I would love to,”

“And - another time, when I am more prepared, would you …?”

Another time, hmm?

He stutters , suddenly unsure “I thought that-“

Immediately you feel guilty for teasing him, surging up to place your lips to his in reassurance. “I’m teasing you, Vitya. I want there to be many more times too.”

“And yes, when I have the proper supplies to prepare you, I would love to watch you take all of me. You’ve done that before? Actually don’t tell me, I’ll just become jealous of a person in the past.”

“The jealous type?” his snarky tone is back but with no real bite.

“Well I’ve just gotten you all to myself, perhaps I’m feeling a bit extra possessive now.”

“Hmm it’s a good look on you”

You smile wide. “You like it? I can come by and leave you pretty marks above your collar more often if you’d like.”

His hand goes subconsciously to the bite you placed under his jaw.

“It is-“

“Completely visible, yes.” Your mouth curves into a self satisfied smile.

“You really are feeling possessive aren’t you.”

“I can’t help it if I want to keep you here and ravish you for the next eternity.” You roll your hips against his for emphasis.

“Come here,” He pulls you down to lie with him, kissing you deeply.

“Can I put my weight on the braced side?”

“Yes, I won’t break.”

You flick his forehead, “I never said you would, Viktor. Causing you additional pain isn’t very romantic though now is it.”

“Oh it’s romantic now,” He sighs, not annoyed, “Just put your weight on me and we’ll find out.” He pulls you down onto him before you have time to protest. “There, better?”

But you’re already kissing again before you could think to respond, slower, rocking your hips into each other in time.

Your need for him just keeps growing, you want to eat him alive. He looks sinful with hair mussed and his lips bitten pink, chest heaving. His moans begin to crescendo, his hands on your hips tightening to a point just before pain.

“You’re close?”

He barely has the sense left to nod, chasing a high this close like a man starved.

“Will you finish just like this, Vitya, for me?” Your hands ghost over his throat, marveling at how beautiful he looks under you. He surprises you by holding the hand in place there at his neck.

His eyes are glassy, you apply a bit more pressure, looking to see if you understand his request.

He whines and his eyes roll back into his head. You press to the sides of his throat harder, “I’ve got you, darling,” you grind down harder now against him, “Gods you look gorgeous like this Viktor. Not even fully undressed.”

He makes a wounded keening sound, back fully arching off the table as he’s hit with an orgasm. You work him through it, hand no longer putting pressure to his throat but gently held in place.

He comes down from the high slowly, hips jolting from aftershocks. He curls towards you like a flower to the sun. “That was -“ he’s still breathless, breathing deeply as you pull him into your arms, drawing soft patterns on his back as his breathing returns to normal.

•••

You lay in silence together for awhile, limbs tangled, sated and happy just in each other’s presence.

After a bit though, you prop your head up on one hand so you can look at Viktor. “Let’s do this again, but I’ll do it properly this time. Can I take you out to dinner?”

“You are, interested in that with me?” There is some amount of shock on his face.

You almost smack your head sitting up so quickly. “Viktor! Yes! Was my extreme interest in you not clear after quite literally taking you on the nearest surface?”

“Yes, well. I wasn’t sure if it was just, ah. Physical for you.”

“I’m sorry for not being clear then, Vitya. I’m interested in you. I love your mind and your body. The whole package. Including your injuries, including your insane sleep schedule, including your intense relationship with coffee-“

“Okay! Okay. I get it, I was being a bit self loathing. I am just. Ah. Interested in you too. More than physically that is. And I was hoping you felt the same.”

You press a kiss to his cheek. “And next time I’ll wine and dine you before taking you over the nearest surface.”

Viktor chokes

[disruptingtheden-au]

dropping the bios of everyone we've seen so far!

had a crisis trying to fix the cards so i decided to just post them instead of wait

might take some time for the toppats to start answering </3 (im really bad at drawing backgrounds… ha…) so i wanted to give SOMETHING…

im so sorry for clogging up tags

[only-luce-the-goose]

First

A/N: thought I’d try something a little different, my requests are open!

Arthur Leclerc x virgin!reader

Synopsis: First time sex with arthur leclerc

You and Arthur were going on 3 months when you started thinking about him in less than innocent ways. You had boyfriends before, but not many, they broke up with you after about a month, after they had finished using you. Whether to get closer to your bff or use you as a rebound, you didn't care anymore. Arthur made you really happy, and you wanted to take it further. He had already been hinting at wanted to me intimate with you.

His lingering touches, hands sneaking under your tops, his hand resting higher up on your thigh than usual. He was becoming touchy, and you loved it. Make outs were lasting longer, Arthur pulling you onto his lap while his hands rested on your ass. He didn't want to push you; he would never make you do something you didn't want to do.

It was Sunday afternoon when Arthur walked into your apartment after spending a week at the Monaco race, watching his brother take home a win. You could tell he had stopped by his own apartment first, due to the lack of luggage and the fresh shirt and jeans he had on. You both settled into the couch and put on a background show while he told you about Monaco and the race.

At some point, Arthur's hand had made its way under your shirt, slowly drawing circles in your skin. You started planting little kisses at the junction of his neck, sucking on a few to leave some hickey. "Come here, amor" Arthur mumbled, pulling you on top of him. His hand wound up to the back of your neck, bringing you in to kiss. His lips felt lush against yours. He gently bit your bottom lip, causing you gasp, giving hm the perfect way to slide his tongue into your mouth, exploring.

He pulled away, pecking your nose. You kept kissing him, trailing across his jaw and down his chest, gently grinding your hips against his. He let out a groan, running his hands up and down your side when he warned "Baby, if you keep doing that, I'm not gonna be able to stop." you looked up at him through your lashes "I don't want you to stop". He connected your lips in a hungry kiss, wrapping your legs around his as he stood up.

He pressed you into the wall, leaving hickeys across your jaw as he worked his shirt off.

Arthur’s breath was warm against your skin as he kissed a path down your neck, his fingers tracing your sides, sending shivers through your body. Pressed between him and the cool wall, you felt the heat radiating off him, his body firm against yours. His hands slid under your shirt, fingertips ghosting over your bare skin before gripping your waist.

“Arthur,” you sighed, rolling your hips against him, feeling the evidence of his arousal pressing against your core. His breath hitched, and his grip on your waist tightened.

“You have no idea what you do to me, amor,” he murmured, his voice rough with restraint.

His lips found yours again, hungrier this time, his tongue teasing yours as his hands moved higher, pushing your shirt up until he tugged it over your head. His gaze darkened as he took in the sight of you, his fingers trailing over the strap of your bra before he leaned in, his lips pressing just above your heart.

“Beautiful,” he whispered against your skin.

Your fingers threaded through his hair, tugging slightly as he kissed his way lower, his hands mapping your curves. The way he touched you, worshipped you, sent heat pooling between your thighs. He took his time, savoring every reaction he pulled from you.

“Bed,” you breathed, barely able to form words between the kisses.

Arthur chuckled, scooping you into his arms effortlessly. “As you wish, baby.”

He carried you across the room, his lips never straying far from yours as he laid you down. The weight of his body pressed into you, grounding you, making you feel safe yet electrified all at once. His hands roamed lower, fingers playing with the waistband of your shorts, waiting for your permission.

“Tell me what you want,” he whispered, his lips brushing your ear.

Your heart pounded, desire coursing through your veins as you met his gaze. “You, Arthur. I want you.”

His restraint snapped, and in that moment, nothing else existed but the two of you, tangled in each other, lost in the way your bodies fit together so perfectly.

[janamensch]

Long time no Pokemon Aerois art!

Here’s Edea with the Absol she met the night of the Elenasto Fiasco, and younger Lucius sitting sadly at the lake after being bullied at sky jousting practice, where he meets the Feebas that’s going to evolve into Milotic later!

[sheerakk]

[kkoct-ik]

i can finally post my silly little two-part wallpaper / blog banner merch pieces i made for the @hotguycomiczine !!

phone wallpaper ver. & some cursed hgc universe doodles under cut

[ START ]

[ MERCH | MISC ]

one discussion on offbrand hotguy & cuteguy merchandise really captured me.

i wish they were real ...

[lucabyte]

deeply frustrating to eavesdrop on, i'd imagine

[layaart]

I walked through the dark to the edge of the cliff, the big basalt-column fingers that held us up from the hungry crashing water. I sat down. [...] I felt my heart seize and I mashed it back inside my body. [...] The near moon and the far moon were both out. Full and gibbous. In the water they overlapped and made a sort of milky blurry hourglass shape. "May I sit with you?"

a scene near the end of Metal From Heaven, by august clarke

[surreal-duck]

some business to take care of

[kokoasci]

some concept stuff (nova worldbuilding)

[lily-claw]

Togachako Week

Day 3: Formal/Blood