#THIS ISNT SHADE EXACTLY

[snowcoming]

honestly, reading aus where dick has to become batman and one of his siblings becomes nightwing pisses me tf off bc dick grayson was never meant to stay in gotham forever. it's not who he is. he's not a gotham kid. he grew up there for 8-10 years, and yeah its his home because bruce-alfred-jason-tim-damian-steph-cass-duke but that's the manor.

in my eyes, dick grayson being forced to stay as batman, long term, stuck in gotham while one of his siblings just stays in bludhaven? doesn't have the oppressing shadow that dick just keeps getting dragged back to honestly feels disrespectful to who dick wanted to be. i'm sure dick would love for his siblings to be nightwing if he dies but making every position dick has ever had be a mantle to be passed on is just-

no.

dick grayson's meant to be nightwing, the free spirit that comes with him having his own city, because gotham isn't meant to be the end of dick grayson's story, and his siblings just taking his position in bludhaven like they'd be able to fill that role easily is laughable.

if they're free to be nightwing they should be able to be batman and for some reason they aren't, and dick grayson has to keep returning to the cowl he doesn't want.

i can't describe how i feel when i read fics like this, just some terrible sadness for dick, especially when people write it like dick is just fine with being batman and his siblings treating nightwing like a mantle, like something they can just take, like bludhaven wasn't his city, like he didn't do everything for it, and treating nightwing like something they can just take. like something they can easily fit into.

i dont think any of the batsiblings can be nightwing, and writing it like people dont notice the difference is honestly laughable.

i read a fic where jason todd is nightwing, and honestly, if bro has to go to bludhaven he can easily choose a different name. IT IS NOT THAT HARD GUYS? it is NOT that complicated to choose a new identity name like babes... nightwing is NOT A MANTLE, and i dont think it every will be.

dick grayson is nightwing. full stop. only him.

and besides, i feel like only two of the siblings really should be in bludhaven, and thats cass and dick. cass didnt get any time at all before chemo happened, which is depressing af but dick put his heart and soul into helping that city and just straight up giving it to one of his siblings like he hasn't worked to protect it for so long? i honestly dont believe any of the other batsiblings would care even a little bit about bludhaven.

[thelemonsnek]

[id: a digitally drawn scene depicting Raine from the Owl House and a feminine person, who is white with brown shoulder length hair. The person wears the Hexside student uniform, and holds a possum/crow critter out for Raine, who looks at it with interest. They stand outside of the school, and orange pine trees fill the hills fading off into the distance. End id]

Christmas present for my sibling :D!!! Drew them with their favorite character <33

[rhinestonebabe]

I need everyone to know I'm a GENUIS .. I put all the makeup I own into a spreadsheet with brand, shade, rating(1-5), etc so now I can get backups easily when I'm out and don't have to try to remember the shade AND it'll stop me from getting excessive new products I don't actually need

[madelynpryor]

wish i had a really pretty italian last name so bad but nooo my dad just had to have a german last name

[drbtinglecannon]

Ok more serious note for the Post Hoot, I really loved that Dana addressed the show was always planned to have a happy ending, and that Rebecca brought up how for years people assumed because Dana said she didn't like the phrase "happily ever after" that TOH was gonna have a sad ending

It's just comforting to see the creator & crew care about the ending actually fitting the theme of the show, and that given when TOH was written having something end on a hopeful note was important. Idk I just kinda hope we can get more media that cares about these things so fans don't always worry for the worst

[tiki-was-here]

Billy Butcher x GN Reader-Valentines Edition

Word Count: 2k

Pretend that this isnt rushed because i forgot about it lol. also if its not clear reader cancels the reservation when they make the phone call butcher just doesnt hear

Valentines Event

Masterlist

You weren’t exactly the kind of person to get all starry-eyed about Valentine’s Day. The whole thing was a corporate cash grab, anyway—overpriced chocolates, gaudy heart-shaped decorations, and forced declarations of love. Yeah, you weren’t that type.

But still.

You glanced down at the confirmation email on your phone, the words practically glowing with your shame. "Your reservation for two at Le Château Noir has been confirmed for February 14th, 7:30 PM."

It wasn’t anything crazy. Just a nice dinner at a fancy place you wouldn’t normally splurge on. A way to say, Hey, I actually care about you, and I like spending time with you, even though you’re an absolute dickhead.

Because whatever was happening between you and Butcher—this thing that was built on stolen moments and rough hands on quiet nights —you didn’t know what to call it.The two of you hadn’t talked about what any of it meant.

And maybe it didn’t mean anything at all.

Still, you had scraped together enough money to make the reservation—partly from your own savings, partly from “borrowing” a bit of cash from Frenchie and MM. They’d get over it. Probably.

Shoving the thought to the back of your mind, you focused on the present—walking beside Butcher, hands shoved deep in your coat pockets, the two of you wandering through the city. No destination, for the sake of it.

The streets were packed with people, moving in and out of stores with bags of chocolate and teddy bears in their arms. Heart-shaped A-Train mugs, Queen Maeve teddy bears, little action figures of the Deep holding bouquets of roses. It was ridiculous.

Half-listening as Billy muttered about some new Vought scandal, something caught your eye—a massive, over-the-top billboard featuring the Seven.

They were all posed dramatically, dressed in shades of red and gold. Starlight stood front and center with a megawatt smile, Homelander beside her, eyes glowing faintly like he was about to laser the next person who so much as breathed wrong. The text at the bottom read: “Make this Valentine’s one to remember. Diamonds are forever! – The Seven’s Valentine’s Special!”

You snorted. “Jesus. They’re really milking the holiday for all it’s worth.”

You glanced at Butcher, smirking a little while nodding your head towards the board. “What do you say, Butch? Gonna get me a nice rock? Maybe pop the question while you’re at it?”

Butcher scoffed, barely sparing the display  a glance. “Not bloody likely.”

“Oh, c’mon. Not even a lil’ something?” You smled, poking fun at him. “I’ll get you a Black Noir keychain in return. Real sentimental.”

“Romance is a bloody scam.”

You rolled your eyes. “Oh, here we go.”

“Think about it,” he continued, gesturing vaguely at the streets. “Whole thing’s just a racket. They guilt you into spending’ a fortune on chocolates and all that shit, just to prove you give a shit about someone.”

You raised a brow. “Right, because God forbid.”

He kept walking, jaw set. “I don’t see why people make such a big deal about it. It’s just another day.”

You rolled your eyes, but the sting was still there. “Right. Yeah. Stupid holiday.”

You hadn’t expected him to be enthusiastic about it, but the way he dismissed it so quickly—it kind of hurt. Because you had been excited, just a little. And now you just felt dumb.

The rest of the walk home was quiet, tension clinging to the air between you.

Later that night, when you were alone in your room, you pulled out your phone and scrolled to your reservation.

Maybe you had been jumping the gun with the whole fancy-dinner thing. Maybe it had been stupid to think that Butcher would ever entertain something like that.

You sat on the edge of your bed, phone in hand, staring at the screen longer than necessary before finally pressing the call button. The restaurant picked up on the second ring, a professional yet pleasant voice greeting you.

“Hello, thank you for calling Le Château Noir. How can I assist you this evening?”

You inhaled sharply. Just do it. It’s not a big deal.

“Hi, I’m calling about my reservation for tomorrow night,” you said, voice steady but distant, as if saying the words out loud made them more real. “The table for two at seven thrity?”

Down the hall, Butcher had been walking past your door, intending to grab a beer from the fridge. But your voice caught his attention, and something made him pause just outside the room.

A table for two at eight?

“For two, yes,” you confirmed, nodding even though they couldn’t see you.

Butcher frowned, shifting his weight. You never mentioned anything about it to him.

“Under what name?” the receptionist asked.

You gave them your name, confirming all the details, and Butcher had heard enough. He turned away, walking briskly toward the kitchen.

What the bloody hell were you thinking?

He grabbed a beer from the fridge, popped the cap off with a little too much force, and took a long swig.

You had planned a fancy dinner. For him. After everything he had said earlier about Valentine’s Day being a joke. He didn’t know what to make of it. Part of him was irritated—you hadn’t even told him, and now he was expected to sit through some overpriced meal, pretending not to hate every second of it.

But another part of him—one he refused to acknowledge—felt something else entirely.

Something warm. Something suspiciously close to endearment.

Despite himself, the thought of you planning something like that, of you wanting to spend the day with him like it actually meant something…

He set the beer down a little too hard.

He didn’t know what to make of it, so he wasn’t going to make anything of it.

The day started off strange.

For one, Butcher was still here.

You fully expected to wake up alone, but instead  when you rolled over, he was  in bed scrolling on his phone, one arm folded behind his head. His eyes flicked to you the moment you stirred, something unreadable passing through them before he exhaled and looked away.

“Morning,” he muttered.

You blinked at him, still groggy. “You’re still here.”

“Brilliant observation, love.”

You frowned, pushing yourself up on your elbows. “Thought you had shit to do today.”

He shrugged, barely glancing at you. “Plans changed.”

Weird.

But you kne better than to question him— especially so early in the morning.

Instead, you dragged yourself out of bed, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you shuffled toward the kitchen, figuring you’d have to scrounge around for whatever scraps were left from the last grocery run.

But then—

There was coffee.

A full pot. Fresh. Still hot.

Your brow furrowed as you hesitated near the counter, eyeing the mug waiting beside it. You didn’t even have to ask to know that it was for you.

Still, you didn’t comment on it. Just poured yourself a cup, and leaned against the counter, 

When Butcher finally strolled in, you watched him out of the corner of your eye. He grabbed his own mug—black, of course—and leaned against the opposite counter, arms crossed, staring at you like he was waiting for something.

You blinked. “Did you poison this?”

He smirked. “Drink it and find out.”

You just scoffed at him and took your glass to your room.

The whole morning was like that. A light touch on the small of your back when you passed him in the hallway. The way he didn’t snap at you when you stole the last piece of toast off his plate. The fact that he stayed.

Usually, Butcher had somewhere to be. Always on the move, always planning, always chasing the next lead.

But today, he lingered

It should’ve made you happy. A day ago, maybe it would have. Now it just made the ache in your chest worse. 

And now, he was sitting beside you on the couch, one arm draped across the back, fingers lazily playing with the ends of your hair while you scrolled through your phone.

“Not even gonna look at me today, then?” he mused.

You shrugged. “Dunno. Nothing to look at.”

His fingers stilled. “Bit rude, innit?”

“Only returning the favor.”

It slipped out before you could stop yourself, and you weren’t even sure what you meant by it. But he let it go—for now.

By the time evening rolled around, you had fully settled into your mood. It wasn’t even intentional—it was just there.

And it must have gotten to him too, because by the time seven-thirty hit, he was clearly restless.So when he finally stretched, exhaling through his nose, and said, “Well, I’m gonna take a shower,care to join?” you barely acknowledged it.

You just shrugged, staring at the TV. “I’ll take one in the morning.”

“Not even if I promise to make it special?”

Your fingers twitched around the remote.

Usually, that would work. You’d roll your eyes but still let him pull you in, let him distract you.

But not today.

You didn’t even look at him. “Not in the mood, Butcher.”

His face darkened, his usual sharp smirk twisting into something meaner. “Christ, what’s with you today?”

You turned your head, finally looking at him fully. “What’s with me?”

“Yeah.” His hands went to his hips. “You’ve been sulkin’ all day. Thought you’d be happy I’m stickin’ around, but you’re actin’ like I kicked your bloody dog.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes. “It’s nothing.”

“Bullshit,” he snapped. “Isn’t it supposed to be Valentine’s or something? ”

You glanced at him, brow raising. “And?”

He met your eyes, something simmering there, something edged. “And you’re actin’ like it’s just any other bloody day.You’re supposed to be all over me, right?”

You stared at him for a moment, then let out a short, humorless laugh. “You don’t even like Valentine’s Day, so why do you look so upset that I didn’t plan anything?”

“Tch.” He scoffed, shaking his head. “Ain’t upset.”

“Could’ve fooled me.”

He huffed, looking away for a moment before muttering, “Just figured—” But then he cut himself off, exhaling sharply like he’d already said too much.

You folded your arms. “You figured what?”

He didn’t answer right away. Just sat there, staring at the TV like it suddenly had all the answers he needed. But his grip on his knee was just a little too tight, his shoulders just a little too tense.

“…Figured you would’ve still gone to that dinner.”

So that was it.

He knew.

Your stomach twisted. “I—” You let out a breath. “I canceled it.”

He stiffened slightly. “Right.”

“You made it pretty clear how you felt about Valentine’s, so I figured there wasn’t much point.”

There was a beat of silence. Then, in a low voice:

“That’s different.”

Your breath hitched. “What?”

Butcher ran a hand down his face, looking uncharacteristically frustrated. “It’s different when it’s you.When its us i mean…”

The words weren’t particularly soft. They weren’t overly romantic. But from Butcher? They might as well have been a love confession.

Your fingers tightened around the remote once more“You’re an idiot,” you muttered, shaking your head.

Something in his expression shifted. “You still wanna go?”

You gave him a wry look. “You think I can get the reservation back?”

He  sighed, glancing at the clock. 7:09.His lips twitched, just barely.

“Guess not.”

There was another pause before you sighed, rubbing your temples.

“Fine,” you mumbled. “Let’s order pizza and watch something stupid.”

Butcher snorted. “That’s your idea of a Valentine’s date?”

“It is now.”

He didn’t argue. Just plopped down next to you on the couch as you placed the order.

The pizza arrived, you put on the cheesiest rom-com you could find, and somehow, between bites of greasy food and sarcastic commentary, you found yourself leaning against him, head on his shoulder.

He reached into his pocket, then tossed something onto your lap.

You frowned, picking it up. It was… a keychain. A tiny, dumb-looking Black Noir keychain.

Your lips parted in surprise. “Wait—”

He looked away, feigning nonchalance. “Didn’t wanna show up empty-handed.”

You stared at it for a moment, something warm flickering in your chest. Then, shaking your head, you muttered, “You’re impossible.”

He grinned. “And yet, here we are.”

And when his arm slung around your waist, tugging you just a little closer, you didn’t pull away.

[superscourge]

have u ever done a colouring tutorial?

yeah! kinda. ish. it was a while ago and just on bsky LOL i'll try and recreate it by copypasting from the post

*I DO NOT FOLLOW THIS PROCESS EXACTLY LIKE THIS ANYMORE, i actually do all my shading on a single hard light layer now using both a hard brush and an airbrush, and i do the same with the highlights using a lasso tool and airbrush! maybe i'll make an updated tutorial soon*

layer 2 is the base color layer that i clip the colors (folder 2) to; i select everything outside the lineart and invert it before filling it with my shortcut ctrl + f. this is so i have a base to see my colors that isnt pure white (it helps everything look filled just in case i do miss spots too)

i put down each flat color on its own layer just in case i need to adjust or use individual color layers; all of these are in folder 2 which i clipped to the base color layer. these are local/base colors that will be adjusted using the shading layers and such

a buncha hard light + add glow layers for shading and lighting! i add a few of each depending on what i want it to look like; the hard light is for shading and the add glow is for highlights and bounce lights

lineart colors clipped to the lineart layer + a gradient map above everything to bring it all together ^^

[gakukitty]

— LONELY GIRL x shin asakura 1

summary . you’ve got your sights set on your next target , but what happens when you’re stopped by . . . someone who’s totally your type ?!

wc . 0.7k

cw . super super mild violence at the end . . not too much else to really be worried about! f! reader

masterlist ౨ৎ next

shoes clicking against the pavement of the sidewalk, you find yourself walking to the target’s location. you don’t usually go to such an extent for a mere kill-and-go mission, but today you feel compelled to put in just a little more effort. why? because you’re off to kill the Taro Sakamoto. best assassin in the world, they say— or something silly like that.

in all honesty, you don’t give two shits about who this guy is. you just need the money. i mean, how else are you supposed to buy that lipstick from the store down the road? it’s almost like it’s taunting you, really. you walk down the street from your apartment, yawning softly and sleepily to yourself, only to pause at the sight of it.

the perfect shade of (colour), the cutest packaging— and suddenly, you’re regretting becoming an assassin because you need money for that lipstick right. now.!!

what reeaallly grates on your nerves, though, is when you watch a couple step out of the store. holding hands, a sickly sweet smile on the girl’s face as her dumb, ugly boyfriend walks beside her. why does everyone else have no trouble getting a boyfriend.

you huff to yourself, lightly kicking the sidewalk as you approach the store— Sakamoto’s place. damn, is some assassin really living here? must be some sort of hideout. you almost wonder if there are secret traps. better to be careful, you suppose.

you’ve got two weapons. mentally grazing over them, you ultimately decide to go with your pistol. easy! now, all you have to do is—

“excuse me, do you need something?” a voice behind you jolts you out of yohr thoughts, and you’re quick to turn to the figure, eyes widened. it’s rare for someone to get behind you undetected. your eyes widen slightly at the sight of him— a total hottie with blonde hair, and the cutest eyes you’ve ever seen.

“i do.” you start, pretty lips curving up into an easy smile. how’re you supposed to kill this Sakamoto guy with the man of your dreams watching?! this sucks!

Shin just blinks, his cheeks feeling just a little warmer. who is this woman and why is she— wait, kill Sakamoto? he sighs. another assassin? this is the third one today. will they ever get a break?!

“well, what do you need? i’m happy to help.” the man hums, tilting his head at you. is it bad that you just want to pounce on this man? he’s so hot you think you’re starting to fold from just standing in front of him. that pink colour on his cheeks is so cute, too— maybe he likes you!

“…makeup remover.” *you say after a few moments, it’s not exactly a lie… you were starting to run out. whatever, you sigh mentally. you’ll just take it after finishing the job.

Shin doesn’t really know what to do. i mean, he can’t just let you in there— but mr. Sakamoto isn’t even here right now. . so, it can’t hurt to let you in right?

no, it definitely can. he can tell that you’re probably a little bit of a threat, at least. how’s he supposed to deal with this situation, then?! he’ll just read your mind to know your plans— why are you daydreaming about— ah?!

shin feels like his heart’s going to explode. this woman’s crazy. totally crazy. you’re daydreaming about making out with him, and simultaneously thinking about how you’ll kill mr. Sakamoto: you’re nuts!! but he can use this to his advantage! ah, he’d just feel so bad, though… isnt this called taking advantage of a girl’s feelings?! what would mr. Sakamoto do in this situation?!

“are you alright?” you question, leaning slightly closer to the man. he’s even hotter when he’s closer! just his face alone is enough to make you forget about the mission, you think.

“wanna go out with me?” shin blurts out, cheeks flushed pink. this is so embarrassing, but it’s necessary! if it’ll make you forget about killing mr. Sakamoto, then he’ll.. go out with you.

“ooooo, shin!” Lu beams, stepping up behind him. shin feels like he’s about to fall over. why are they back so early?! and at the worst timing, too—!! ah! mr. Sakamoto saw that!!

flirting on the job is definitely not a good look.

your eyes narrow, gaze hardening at the sight of the chubby man. he’s a little out of shape, but you’re a hundred percent sure that’s Taro Sakamoto. you grab your pistol, already aiming it at the man.

but before you can even think of pulling the trigger, your gun’s knocked away and you’re already losing consciousness. just who are these guys, anyways?

© gakukitty please don’t copy my work , repost it and claim as your own , translate , or do anything stupid with it ! try and improve on ur own skills first ♡

[starrluvs]

bihan with a super girly gf who has a decked out pink room covered inn stuffed ajimals and clothes

𝐁𝐈-𝐇𝐀𝐍 + 𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄! 𝐒/𝐎

cw: fem reader, hyper fem reader/girly girl reader, i hope bi han isnt too ooc, established relationship, loss of virginity, piv sex, corruption kink, oral (m and f receiving), praise kink, degradation kink, reader is a lil cock drunk, mdni pls :)

wc: i typed this up on tumblr and not docs so idkkk T^T

a/n: this is crazy because i had thoughts about this sort of trope with bi-han omg.... i've done this in a headcanon format with both sfw and nsfw, enjoy and ty nonnie! ALSO TYSM FOR 300 FOLLOWERS🫶🏾💗

SFW

grumpy anger issues bf x hyper girly-girl gf

everyone around the two of you questioned what brought you guys together

'opposites attract' is indeed true

when he first seen you, bi-han was taken back at how much you stood out

you were dressed head-to-toe in pink... it was somewhat strange to him, but with the way his eyes couldn't peel away from your figure, he knew was interested in you

once he starts to interact with you, he finds your personality oddly endearing

you were so passionate about whatever was on your mind and he was fond of that

watching and listening to the way you rambled on and on about how many squishmallow's you've collected and how much more you're missing was surprisingly intriguing

seeing the way your eyes lit up the more you talked about collecting these bizarre 'stuffed creatures', as he called it, threatened to melt his supposedly iced heart... just a little bit

when the two of you start dating, things get interesting

bi-han has been to your place quite a few times now, and the decor of your room makes him feel out of place every single time

seeing your room covered in pink with all your stuffed animals, pink frilly clothes and makeup...

it just matched you so perfectly, and he was the complete opposite...

he also has some nicknames for you that include: doll, love, flower, snowflake, and one that he uses due to your own request; princess

having to introduce you to the lin kuei was quite eventful

he was grateful to know you didn't get scared and run off once learning his profession, making him proud to have you by his side

once meeting you, bi-han started taking off more time from his duties, which only started to spread rumors of the grandmaster potentially dating somebody

if anyone dared to intrude his privacy and ask about why he's been so much more absent than usual, he'd snap and tell them it doesn't concern anybody except himself

so once the clan seen bi-han walking side-by-side with you, showing you around for the first time, everyone couldn't take their eyes away from you two

the way you were all dolled up in a pink frilly dress that matched your heels and thigh high socks while clinging to bi-han's arm so lovingly with a beaming smile was baffling to all the clan members, especially his brothers

(just imagine kuai liang playfully nudging tomas and telling him 'i told you, he was definitely seeing someone this whole time')

bi-han cared deeply for you and everyone was able to tell

everybody found out about the grandmaster commissioning a separate room for you to have customized however you'd like because you didn't enjoy how 'dark and sad' the blue and black tones of the lin kuei and bi-han's room were

he even went to the extent of getting custom made gowns and robes for you to wear around the lin kuei that were in whatever shades of pink you wanted

he loved the confidence you had and how much you didn't care about sticking out like a sore thumb

it's exactly what he needs in a partner by his side

overall, bi-han will always treat you like the princess you are <3

NSFW

bi-han was your first ever intimate partner, and him taking your virginity made you feel so much more connected to him than you already were

knowing this also swelled the love bi-han already had for you

it made him feel like you truly belonged to him. only him.

your body drove him wild, and your sounds felt like they casted a spell upon him

the first few times you two were intimate, he would attempt to be softer so that you could enjoy yourself

"bi-hannn, it f-feels so- haah, good..." your eyes were watery with tears and your glossy lips were left in an 'o' shape

he was above you, pinning your legs back and thrusting into you at a moderate pace

"you’re doing amazing, my little snowflake, making me so proud…" his praise made your heart flutter as he guided and helped you while taking in all of his length

his eyes were trailing back and forth between your erotic facial expressions and your beautiful breasts that rocked perfectly with each of his thrusts

your arms were stretched above as you grabbed onto one of your teddy bears behind you for support

the grip you had on the stuffed animal was harsh as you bit your lip, trying to quiet down in case one of your neighbors heard you..

every time he would take you like this at your place, you were always mindful of the neighbors, which he hated

but fortunately for him, once you moved in at the lin kuei, you were far more used to having sex with bi-han and he made sure you knew that you had full permission to be as loud as you wanted

living with the lin kuei meant that you were with almost with bi-han at all times, which severely benefited your sex life

gone were the days when you would be too shy to show your naked body to bi-han or even make noises

bi-han made sure to craft you into his perfect little fuckdoll

he trained you and your body so well, you knew how to properly obey and take him whenever he pleased

being able to fuck you at his usual rough pace was all that bi-han ever wanted, and you couldn’t get enough of it either

your baby-pink panties were pushed to the side as bi-han aggressively railed you from behind

"f-fuuuck! please don’t s-stop!" your voice was slurred and your mouth was hung open— unable to prevent your drool from soaking bi-han’s mattress

he loved when you got like this, so fucked out by him

just seeing the way you clearly had no coherent thoughts running through your mind— only the thought of his cock clouded your head

bi-han snickers, "who would’ve thought that my precious princess would turn out to be such a whore?"

on occasion he would still praise you like he used to

but he would often degrade you and talk with such vulgar language without you shying away anymore

introducing you to such an enjoyable sex life also involved you building up your own sex drive

after finishing daily duties, there have been times when bi-han has walked into his room and found you in the middle of his bed, grinding your aroused pussy on one of your stuffed animals

knowing that you had planned for him to see you made bi-han surge with excitement down under

despite all of that, bi-han can still praise you and treat you like the princess you are, similar to how he did when you were still inexperienced

if you tell him you’re in the mood to get down and dirty—gently, not rough— he would oblige

he would still call you his good girl while eating you out

you’d be leaned back on your pink sheets, basking in the warmth of your mattress but also the coldness of bi-han’s tongue assaulting your pussy

the same situation usually happens in reverse as well

if bi-han’s in the mood, you’d gladly let him fuck your face for his own pleasure

the obedience you had for him brought him so much pleasure

not to mention the influence he’s had on you—

his cute, innocent snowflake who could barely take in any of his cock without gagging and coughing, was now easily allowing her face to be fucked at whatever pace he desired

seeing your dolled up face get ruined turned him on even more

the way your tears were stained with black from your mascara and running down your cheeks, and how your sparkly pink lip gloss was smudged all over his cock and your face

even knowing how you would beg and drink up his cum made him feel so proud

he still couldn’t get over how well he trained you…

bi-han was also smart and knew how to keep a perfect balance of praise and degradation for you

he’d watch you from above as he stroked his hard cock in front of your face

your doe eyes looked up at him with your tongue sticking out, panting and whining, just begging for something to be in your mouth

bi-han would take his free hand and lightly tap your cheek before forcing his thumb into your mouth, which you gladly sucked on

"such a beautiful little slut, you know just how to please me, fuck.."

guys i think he might have a corruption kink idk tho >_< !!

[ktaerssoi]

same team, different goal

(pt.1) (pt.2) (pt.3)

summary: the three weeks leading up to the draft, or the three times you realize caitlin isnt all that bad.

(2k)

week one

march was coming to an end, and Iowa had made it to the elite eight. tomorrow you would play against LSU, and you were a little nervous. your nerves didn't ease up when you were practicing the night before on an empty court.

it was almost ten, but you hadn't eaten or even thought about anything but the game tomorrow until you heard someone enter the gym, and then you weren't alone.

looking up from the ground, you shot the basketball towards the net, your arm stretching out and your feet coming off of the floor for a moment, but to no avail, it hit the backboard and bounced back to you.

"you should ease up your arm, you're too tense to be playing to your full ability." you turn to see caitlin standing by the court's edge, a calculated look on her face. "clark, I really don't need your help, I just need to practice. you're not exactly helping with that by the way."

she put her hands up in defense, "Actually that was exactly what I was doing. Plus, this isn't your gym, I can come in and practice too if I want." and that's what she did. every time she threw the ball you heard a faint swish and turned to see her lazily going to retrieve the basketball. she's some freak of nature really.

"wanna run some defense real quick?" she throws the ball to you, which you catch with an annoyed look. "sure," the tone of your voice would be enough to turn anyone away normally, but caitlin was one to never quit.

you guys had been trying to block the other on and off for about an hour, caitlin having more success than not. "seriously caitlin, I don't get how you just walk in here and play so easy." you guys were over by the benches, getting some water and checking your phones.

she looks up at you, shrugging. "no I mean seriously, if I told you to stand anywhere on the court you could make it. you practice infinite hours and yet your grades almost never falter." you hadn't really realized that you were going on a rant, but you were nothing but amazed by her talent. well maybe a little jealous too.

"wow l/n, I didn't know you were that big of a fan, do you want me to sign a shirt or something?" you would usually be annoyed by a snarky statement like this, but something about the exhaustion of practicing and the smile on her face made you smile a little too.

-

you woke up the next morning feeling less nervous about the game. practicing with caitlin was helpful, even if you swear for the rest of your life that it wasn't. She had told you about herself, in between breaks you guys would talk about what it was like playing basketball growing up.

she was easy to talk to.

you had been warming up for a little, talking to kate and trying to relax, like caitlin said. by half, both teams were tied at 45, and you were trying not to stress. you knew that you had a good team, and you knew that even if we were to fail it wouldn't be the end of the world.

you had a short water break at half, and caitlin came up to you, leaning down and whispering in your ear. "hey just relax, we got this, just get out of your head." you nodded, looking up and her. kate had given you guys an odd look, along with the rest of the team.

once the third quarter started, you were trying to guard angel resse. she was a difficult player to block, but you had managed to stop a few points and by the end of the third quarter Iowa was up by 11.

you could tell caitlin wasn't happy that we were so close to the end of the game and we barely had a lead. "c, just play like you did last night, don't think just play. you're not the best at thinking anyway." she rolled her eyes at your comment but smiled nonetheless.

"That's not what you said last night," she said as the whistle for the fourth quarter blew. your cheeks had turned a light shade of pink, one that you hoped you could play off as a tough game. you hadn't been put in for the fourth quarter coach opting to put someone else in and give you a break.

"since when have you and caitlin been friends?" you turn to see jada, confusion written on her face. "um, we've always been friends, just, not like good friends." you say, taking a sip of your water. "not "good friends?" you guys fight like there's no tomorrow. something happened and I and kate will find out." you shake your head, a smile on your face as you picture her and kate in old-timey investigater outfits.

"you have fun with that."

the game ends quickly after that, Iowa winning by 7 points. you smiled as you saw the team celebrate on the court, still holding good sportsmanship to LSU (for the most part..), you walked by the other team, high-fiving and telling resse that she's a tough player to block. you guys chat for a little before you say goodbye and walk into the locker room.

"what were you talking to resse about?" you hear caitlin before you see her, but when you do see her she's in the middle of changing out of her jersey into some random shirt. "nothing really, I was just telling her that she played well." you shrugged, walking over to your bag to get changed as well, trying not to stare at anyone.

"yeah, she played well I guess, we still won though." caitlin grabbed her bag in a huff, seeming to be a tad annoyed. "if I didn't know any better I would say you're mad I talked to her," you mumbled, but caitlin still heard.

"I'm not mad I just don't get why you don't treat our team like that, I mean you didn't congratulate any of us and we were the ones who won." caitlin's voice was raised now, you weren't sure where this was coming from but it ticked you off nonetheless.

"fine, you need some praise? good fucking job caitlin, our very own lord and savior." you rolled your eyes, grabbing your bag, and walking out to the bus to head back to campus. sitting down in the seat next to kate you were silent, not wanting to talk to anyone.

one thing though was that you most definitely hated caitlin clark.

-

you had gotten to Cleveland earlier that day, you had talked to the UConn team, since you used to play for them it was fun to chat with old teammates and meet the new players. you knew that caitlin and paige were friends, they used to play together and were a great duo. That's why you weren't surprised when she came over and started making her presence known, shutting down the conversation you were having with paige.

"yeah and then she had the audacity-" you were cut off by caitlin, smiling as she walked over and hugged paige. "hey bueckers, you better be ready to lose tomorrow." you glared at her not so subtly, sighing. "clark I was kind of in the middle of talking." she looked down at you, rolling her eyes. "yeah because you always have to talk to the opponents?"

paige had turned away at that point, talking to ice because she knew it was bound to be awkward if she continued standing there. "what is your problem? just because I didn't feed your ego one time im a problem? you need to get a grip." her jaw tightened at your words, you hadn't spoken loud, not wanting to draw too much attention to you guys.

"me? I'm not the one with the issues, you just seem to hate me for no reason at all. seriously, ever since you transferred to Iowa I've been trying to be your friend but you've taken everything I've done as an attack on you. me getting you dinner was not meant to send you into an allergic reaction and get you out of a game!" she hadn't taken into consideration that other people were around and she was talking at a voice level far too loud for the small area you were in.

you had dragged her to a corner, deciding it would be the easiest way to defuse the situation. "okay I'm sorry, you're just good at everything, and it's kind of hard to be friends with someone like that. it makes me feel like I have to prove I'm better which usually doesn't go over well. also, it wasn't even about the allergic reaction I just don't know why you got me dinner. I was fine by myself." caitlin rolls her eyes at your words but nods regardless.

-

you guys had won the game against UConn the next day, and you and caitlin finally working well together and not arguing throughout the game. there was a sort of understanding between the two of you guys now.

week two

you guys had ulitamtily lost the game against NC state, it was close and you guys had played hard. caitlin was anything but happy by the end of it, and not even kate or gabbie could fix it.

"clark, like you said, its not the end of the world. there will always be another game." you had said it to not only help her, but yourself. you weren't exactly pleased with the outcome of the game, none of team had been.

for caitlin it was different, she was going to the draft next week and losimg her lat college game wasn't something she could live with. but she would have to.

even though you hadn't really meant to, you had cheered caitlin up. even if it was only a little bit, her mood had improved and she was able to talk to the team with out an undertone of anger. the ride home wasn't the best trip of your life but you guys had managed to make the best of it for everyone sake.

seeing caitlin sit quietly on the bus made you start thinking about what it wold be like on the team with out her next year. with out her it would be so different, not to mention you were losing a bunch of other great players. but with out caitlin who would you compete with? she wasn't just a teammate, she was a friend, whether you guys were fighting or not you would miss her. plus she was nice to look at.

half way through the trip back to campus you guys had stopped to stretch your legs. when you got back on, you sat next to caitlin before she could put her feet up and block the seat.

"hey c," you smiled at her, and though she didn't show it you could tell that she was okay with you being there. you had looked over at what she was doing on her phone and you saw she was looking at her possible outfits for the draft.

"i like that one." you had pointed to your favorite of the options, a sparkly cropped top with a white button down and a skirt. it would look good on her.

she nodded, and quickly sent a text to her stylist that that was the one she wanted to wear. you had just picked out caitlin clarks wnba draft night outfit.

"i don't know what im going to do next year. i mean, the wnba is going to be great but seriously this team is to good to not miss." caitlin was picking at her fingernails, a bad habit of hers. "even though im on it?" you laughed a little, you knew she hadn't always liked you.

"no i think especially because you're on it. you've really been my number one compeition and with you gone i don't know who's going to keep my ego in check." she smiles at you, and you shake your head. "trust me clark, someone is going to get fed up and humble you."

something about the way she smiled the rest of the way home made you feel good. you really were going to miss her.

week three

it was draft night, and you had been invited along with some other team members to attend for caitlin. she and everyone looked so good, and the outfit you had chosen definitely distracted some people. (you included)

the draft was about to start and caitlin had been standing with you, kate, gabbie, and jada for a while before she finally had to leave. your leg was bouncing with anticipation when the commissioner came on stage with the first pick, but instantly cheers erupted from your group and many others in the room.

you were surprised when caitlin didn't instantly get up and head to the commissioner, instead, she hugged her family, stepped down off the stage to hug you first, and then, kate, jada, and gabbie, and then finally went to the commissioner. that's going to be in an edit.

the night went smoothly after that, you were getting texts from her often, and one of the commentators had pointed out that you both both on your phones. when the cameras panned over to her and you, the crowd cheered and you both waved. you felt your phone buzz a few seconds later with a text from caitlin, "they're watching us 😉" the cameras were still on you, so you flipped your phone showing the camera her message.

-

later that night, at the after party you were talking with Nika when caitlin had excused you both and you walked over to some corner. "hey, you know I was tal-" you were cut off by caitlin's lips on yours. it took you a moment but you kissed back.

what the fuck was happening. 

she pulled away after a second and you looked at her stunned, confusion evident on your face. "um, so like why did you do that?"

her face guys pink, and she looks confused as well. "I, um, i don't know why i did that. i just really wanted to kiss you." you nodded at her admittion, yet still confused.

"i think i've liked you since you transferred. i mean, i just like, i think that's why I've always competed with you, i just wanted to show off. It's why i got mad the other day, sorry about that by the way-" she was the one to get cut off this time as you kissed her again.

pulling away after a few seconds you smiled up at her, taking in your high difference for what seemed like the first time. "you're not all too bad either clark." you gave her one more peck and your smile widened even more if possible. "congrats on getting drafted by the way. I'll have to get you to sign a jersey for me."

CHAT I HATE THIS SO MUCH SOME ONE END ME. no like all jokes aside this is actual dookie. but i finally finished this little side blurb thing so yay!! making brownies rn i will update you on them! thats all chat, once again sos. - kate

[charl0ttan]

my beloved what recommendations for hiphop/rap do you have?? i have never enjoyed any i have listened to but i know that's a me problem and not a genre problem so maybe you could introduce me to some less mainstream examples?? thank you i love you

oooo babey!!!!! here we go.

firstly i must introduce you to Shades of blue by madlib<3 rapper and producer madlib remixing the blue note jazz catalog! for me its the sort of album that i cant pick any favorite songs out of but i looove a whole lot as a complete product

then i HAVE to tell you about Rooftop soundcheck!!! by justice system!!!!!! its soooo groovy and funky and cool you should maybe honestly start with this one actually. every song hits in exactly the same way and its so underrated gem

then 6 feet deep by gravediggaz!! this is from a genre known as "horrorcore" and as such isnt for everyone but if it is ohhhh babey. try 1-800 suicide! such a classic album

then in the same vein of shades of blue, if you like that youll probably like Jazzmatazz by guru. you can tell what to expect from the name :p

and Deltron 3030!!!!!! so many sick beats on this album. i wanna devise a virus 🦠

and ill leave you with those five for now! please for the love of god let me know if any of these catch you!!! very excited any time i get to introduce someone to rap 😁enjoy!!!

[spookberry]

Hello!! Not too long ago I got into the Danny phantom fandom and stumbled across your art and ever since then I have absolutely loved it!! I love how squishy and chewy your art is and have always wanted to take inspiration from it for my own art but since I didn’t have a way to do digital art I held off on attempting. But now I got no excuse since I recently got an iPad, so I was wondering if you had any pointers? I, of course, don’t want to copy your style but I love its vibe and would like to take elements of it into my own.

Sorry if I said wrong, I meant this post out of admiration, nothing else.

Stealing an art style isnt really a thing for the reasons people worry about tbh. The only reason Id ever have for not wanting someone to outright copy my "art style" is that I think its kinda limiting to your own artistic creativity(or like if they were also actively pretending to be me). Regardless taking inspiration and finding things you like in other peoples art that you wish to capture within your own is all part of what making arts all about.

Some tips tho hmm, in my Pin post I have what brushes I use generally so those might help you out. Idk what exactly gets across that squishy and chewy feeling tho Ive been told my art has it haha. I guess a stylistic choice I tend to make is very flat colors and softer shading 🤔

[majorproblems77]

Hello LU fans! I'm back with another LU update analysis! :D

Are you ready cause there's so much to unpack I'm gonna be here a while. Like last time I'm gonna put a timer on lmao, see how long this takes me.

As always grab your popcorn and drink of choice, cause we need hydration in this life.

all art belongs to @linkeduniverse and Jojo, and if I pull panels from any other pages I'll let you know where it's from! :D

Obviously spoilers for Dawn 8 :D

And a note, I've not played TP or WW, you'll see why thats important later.

Let us begin, shall we!

Man, Poor wild, he's probably beating himself up like there's no tomorrow right now. He looks HORIFIED.

Probably because in technicality, he failed.

I love how he's holding his sword here too. Kinda acting as a shield to the conversation.

Same expression as wild. He also looks horrified. Infact the resemblance between these two in uncanny.

Man time really is the dad isnt he. Unimpressed dad look at 12'oclock. Jokes aside he doesn't look angry about it. He looks like he now gathering information from those who finished the fight. As we know once he left with Twilight he was the only other one to not make it back to the fight.

Thats a fair sentence, thinking about it, I think the only other game where Iron Knuckles appear is in one of Hyrule's games? I'm surprised he's not mentioned anything about it.

Most of the others do have armoured enemies though. So while the others dont have direct experience I assume they have the basics.

All but, Sky and Wars None of them fight armoured enemies like that in their games.

I assume because he's defeated this thing like it was a guardian (Stasis and then wailing on it cause that's what i would do lmao) He assumed it was defeated when it exploded into pieces. Like guardians are prone to do. tbh he was probably gonna go back to look for loot at some point.

You tell them Wind. The small hero, underestimated by everyone BUT Time. Was correct thank you.

Justice for the windy boy.

God Wild really is beating himself up about this. I love the fact that we see four's reaction to this statement. As to be honest. Over the last few nights, Four and Wild have had plenty of bonding moments. These guys are gonna become best friends.

And now we get Time.

The way he's looking over these panels. That look. He know's he's the leader of this group but something that Time isn't used to is making Permanent mistakes.

He has the Ocarina of Time, and when he was back in Termina every time something went wrong he could just play the song of Time and restart the three-day cycle with no trouble at all.

Time, as a person. Isnt technically used to failing.

This panel is stunning. It's what I assume is going on inside his head. It's so pretty. It's so detailed it's just oh man easily one of my favourite panels.

now you know i had to talk about panels with my beloved blorbo in.

first off he's so pretty. Jojo has really outdone herself with just how amazing these updates have looked. The lighting the shading its all just so incredible.

The first half of this panel with Sky's face. He, He is beating himself up about the injury. He had nothing to do with it but he cares so much about the rest of the group he feels bad. He kinda looks like he's thinking about it. Like he can see it. Like time did but we dont see inside Sky's head.

Makes me think about what exactly he saw.

And Twilight's face, he looks so sad. His little pout. Poor wolf boy, which we can now call you properly as the rest of them know now.

And to be honest I'm glad he's standing his ground. Mr, My injury isn't that bad before falling over. the stubborn ranch hand strikes again.

The parallels from this frame and the one from later have been mentioned elsewhere but I'm just gonna post the frame here as it's turned up. Run you coward lizard. Run.

Captain link is back. Poor warriors, he's still showing signs of being stressed. He's one of the only one's who hasn't been able to rest over the downtime that they've had. He's been busy being in charge of the group while Time was out.

I can only assume it's only a matter of time before this comes back to get him. Maybe he is next on the chopping block? (Pun kinda intended) Something could happen and he messes up and gets hurt of causes someone to get hurt.

oh and also

THE SCARF

THE SCARF THE SCARF

IT HAS RETURNED ALL HAIL THE BLUE EMOTIONAL SUPPORT BLANKET WARRIORS NEEDED YOU.

None of us did, Hyrule.

The boys ever, I'm glad they are talking about this like this. And that it's legend who's starting to throw ideas out there like this. As the one who's got the most experience in the group, it makes sense that he would be the one to start offering ideas as to Why not just how.

Because you pissed it off Sky. Because half of you pissed it off. In fact I do believe he had a bunch of panels in Shifting Shadows pt2 where you indeed pissed it off.

The entire reason it started running from you and Twilight had to track it was because of FI's reaction to his sword.

Wait... that explains the guilt. It is actually potentially Sky's fault. Or if he's anything like I think he is. He remembers that fight with the shadow and knows.

He knows.

Also, with clenched fist Sky is ready for a fight. Next time the shadow turns up I assume he's gonna go after it when it's inevitablebly goes after Twilight/Wild. Maybe he'll jump in after being told not too because the Master sword appears to be the only thing as of right now that can fight the red stuff that comes off the shadows sword.

did you hear Warriors shiver? I did.

And you'd know all about that wouldn't you Four. :D

Also

Mandatory Sky appreciation picture

Him's my beloved blorbo. He's wonderful. Such a lil guy. Bestest bean. My beloved. /pl

Anyway moving on

Oh yeah, the amount of power that the items list contains We've seen the arsenal that they have between them (in the December art).

We saw what just Time could do.

Now add the rest of them and the enemies dont stand a chance. They've just gotta figure out how to either avoid the weapons of each other or work as a team with the arsenal in hand to fight better.

Like imagine if Twilight used his gale boomerang to send Wild into the air.

(Writer brain go brr, gonna write that down)

It's basically Revalis Gale.

This man is so damn dramatic I love him

And here's the parallel frame

the shadow running towards Warriors vs running away from Twilight.

You know thinking about it... Shadow didn't shapeshift until Twilight did. The push towards Warriors was when shadow thought they were on level footing.

But when Twilight went after Dink, he was the one who had to flee because he lost his advantage.

ANGRY SKY ANGRY SKY ANGRY SKY

The man is pissed that Shadow hurt Twilight. He is so damn mad and I think that he is saying what he would assume Fi would. (With more emotion because well, Fi)

Also that last frame.

TIME AND SKY ANGST ON THE HORIZON?

time is looking towards the master sword. And he looks angry. This will absolutely have gone unnoticed by the others because if they saw he was angry it was probably just because of the conversation topic.

god I love the dynamic here and I'm excited to see if it goes anywhere

Him's I love his simple way of agreeing its wonderful.

I approve to wind let's go blow some stuff up!

Hyrule shows the group why he is called the traveller. The man just wants to go on his adventures let him go!

Sky is so proud of himself

this face says 'Look guys I didn't give it to the weird toilet hand! :D'

I love this man a healthy amount.

One last thing before I go

I love this update as a whole, seeing the group gear up and getting to see the layers of the armour and straps and fastenings being put on while they are having this discussion is amazing.

I'd give you a collection of pictures but Tumblr is being rude and I can't post more than 30. So you can have these as all four panels show what I'm talking about.

Twilight adjusting his gauntlets warriors adjusting his scarf.

Hyrule attaching his shield to his back and putting his sword strap on.

God, I love this update so much. It was amazing and I very much enjoyed it. Let me know what you think! :D

Thank you as ever for reading my rambles i appreciate you :D

Have a wonderful day and dont forget to hydrate! See you next time!

[elviswhore69]

Please baby..

TW : sub!Elvis , Dom!reader , praise , hand job , public hj sort of , mommy kink , cum eating , smut , porn with no plot . (PLEASE LMK IF I MISSED ANYTHING AND ALSO PLEASE REMEMBER THIS IS ONLY MY SECOND SHORT STORY SO I KNOW ITS NOT GOOD PLEASE BE HONEST IF ITS BAD.)

This pic of Elvis that I found on pinterest is going to mske me do things to myself. (Sorry not sorry)

"Please baby .." elvis begged as he stared at you from the opposite side of the car. He'd been painfully hard all day due to the fact he could see your perfect body in the beautiful dark brown dress you wore to match his suit. You knew how bad you turned him on the second you put the dress on earlier that morning. He couldnt keep his hands off you and you practically had to pry him off of you to be able to leave the house.

"E, you need to calm down until we get home." You said as he lowly whimpered to himself. "But y/n I-" he starts before you walk over to him and shush him. "Tell me Elvis... what's got ya all riled up ?" You ask. "Y-your body y/n, your b-beautiful face, everythi-ing bout ya baby i-is perfect ya always make me feel this way.." he quickly explains as his stuttering gets the best of him.

"Shh shh E, I know baby you want me to...touch you?" You ask quietly ss you reach out and grab his bulge through his pants. "H-honey ohh.." he moans out as you gently palm him through his pants.

"Isnt this what you want E? Want mommy to touch you? Been so hard for me all day hm? Just waiting for me to give in?" You know refering yourself as mommy will drive him crazy. "Sweetheart p-please j-just d-" before he can finish you begin unzipping his dress pants and pulling his pink dripping cock out of his boxers causing a moan to escape him.

"Aww look at that.." you say. "All hard and dripping just for mommy huh? Do I make you this hard baby?" You ask him. "Ah hell y/n.." he says as you begin stroking his cock. His head spinning a million miles an hour due to the bombardment of questions, your intoxicating scent, your breasts almost popping out of your dress, and the way your hand feels on him.

As you begin to stroke him faster you look up into his hooded blue eyes begging for release. In a quick movement you rub your thumb over his tip causing him to buck his hips and grip your hand tightly. You watch as his mouth hangs over and his brows furrow, chasing his much needed relief.

"Come on Elvis, cum baby I know you need it. Doing such a good job for mommy baby yes you are." You praise as his grip on your hand becomes even tighter. "F-fuck mommy,im gonna... gonna cum.. agh fuck!" He moans as he shoots ropes of cum into your hsnd and onto your dress. " Oh E baby.. look at the mess you made on mommy .. you need to clean this up before we go." You say and he knows exactly what you mean.

As you hold up your hand he quickly opens his mouth and starts to suck on your fingers, staring into your eyes as he does so. You can't deny the tingling feeling and wetness pooling into your panties but you forget about that to focus on the task at hand.

As you slowly drag your fingers out of his mouth he lowly whimpers wanting more of you.

"You did such a good job Elvis. I love you so much I'm so proud of you." You praise as his cheeks flood with a pretty shade of pink. " I love you more mama, we should probably let goin. Thank you for that."

[dailyhatsune]

hi! not exactly a request but i do wanna ask, whats your process when you're rendering more paint like art? (if that makes sense, English isnt my first language so apologies hdskhsjdbd) i really love how you use the colors and im curious how you do it :0

i’ve been meaning to answer this one for a while so here’s how i painted miku in today’s post (put under the read more because yeah prepare for a long post

i’d also like to preface this by saying that i never follow a set way of doing things, so in terms of what my personal process is like, these are only broad strokes of what i do! sometimes i’ll combine or skip parts entirely, depending on how i feel. also, this is not a tutorial, just how i do things, so please don’t treat it like one :’D this will read like the ‘how to draw an owl’ picture if you do

first, like every artist, i sketch. more specifically, i’m getting an idea of what i want to paint later on. this could be how a scene is set up or in this case, how a character is posed. here i’m not concerned about details or getting everything perfectly, i’m only planning how the thing will be composed. maybe a lot of canvas size changing, or adjusting what miku’s doing (note how busted miku’s right hand looks from all the transforming!) however, i still have to be concerned with how clear the sketch will be to future me, because the sketch won’t be any good if i can’t read what miku’s doing

after that, i lay down a flat gray under the sketch, mainly focusing on giving miku a clear silhouette. this is also a good time to make adjustments to the composition on the fly if i suddenly feel like something can be improved upon, like shortening miku’s left arm from the sketch!

after painting a flat silhouette, i start shading in grayscale, focusing only on lighting. i usually do it in two passes, one for the lightest and darkest tones i’ll use (not black and white) and then a second for midtones to blend them better with the base gray but i forgot to screenshot the result of the first pass 🗿 nevertheless, here is where i can start adding some amount of details. i’m not including any extra accessories yet, just focusing on the base design of the outfit and the character herself (for anyone wanting to draw characters from That Gacha Game, this is how i personally make the process more bearable for myself.) i still use the dark gray to separate where certain details (like the facial features and fingers) begin and end, mainly to make colouring more bearable later.

now here’s where i get the Good Colours. it’s a cheat lol. i put a gradient map layer over the grayscale painting so that there’s a little bit of color to start. some gradient maps can be applied as is, some need the layer settings adjusted to make it look good. this one, for example, is a (free) gradient map set from the csp assets store that needs you to set the layer opacity to 20% and to set the blending mode to color to achieve this result. in general, i tend to pick which gradient map i want to use based on vibes, or basically whether i want the work to be warmer or cooler, colour-wise. but this does do quite a bit of lifting for the colors in my stuff.

and then, finally, i add the colours. i add flat base colours in an overlay layer. at this stage, i’ve made the character silhouette clear enough that i don’t need to refer to the sketch anymore for what miku looks like. also, the gradient map layer does its magic by making the shading a bit more vibrant than it would’ve been without it. after that i paint over with a new layer to add details like the lace.

and then i put some extra shading on top. basically this is where the ‘better lighting’ happens. again, this isn’t a tutorial, so i’m not here to say what each part of the lighting is, but i’ve labeled which layers do which job. in other works where the lighting within a scene is more defined (from a window, from a small crack in the walls, etc) the glow dodge layer may be more opaque and sharper, but since this isn’t a work with that, the lighting was applied using an airbrush. the linear burn layer is also there to make the whole thing darker so the glow dodge doesn’t end up oversaturating miku. i also usually match the lights to the vibe i want, and use a complementary color for the shadows. so here you can see i have warm colors on the glow dodge layer, but light purple on both the linear burn and multiply layer.

and that’s it for the character—here’s a gif showing how each layer adds to miku! (sorry it’s so toasty)

as for the background, depending on the complexity, it may go through a similar process, or if i can settle with flat image backgrounds, i just go for that. it’s ok to use external image materials. i didn’t have a background in mind for this miku in specific, so i got some default csp materials and threw together something

and that’s about a rough overview of what my process for more finished works looks like! again, art is a fluid process so i never specifically stick to certain steps all the time, and you shouldn’t either. i can probably answer why i’d pick this colour over another in one particular work, but it’s something that kinda has to be learned on a grander scale. i think everyone can already feel what colors work with what atmosphere or what setting, even if they can’t immediately explain why. colors and composition do take some level of experimentation to find what works best!

[the-faceless-bride]

On your wedding night...

Your best friend Kyle came back into town and while catching up you reveal that you have yet to lose your virginity! You always just can't go through with it, you just get to scared. But don't worry, he says he can help you.

Warnings: DARK?slightly manipulative Kyle, Pure Smut with little Plot. Squirting, oral both Kyle and reader, also slightly Non-Con/dub-con (A specific part) also taking pictures and video, virginity taking, this isnt fully thought out or anything, just felt horny for kyle and wrote this, no proof reading or anything, just a stream of horny. let me know if I missed anything.

"WHAT? you've never even made out with a guy before?!" Kyle gasped, shocked that In all the years you've known him this is the first time you've ever told him you've never gone far in any relationship you've ever had, "I confess, I haven't," you whisper, you weren't exactly in private. Walking down the street to get back to your flat from getting some late dinner.

As you and Kyle approach the door, you let Kyle take your keys and open the door for you. And as he looked at your darkened cheeks, he smirked to himself. Getting an idea.

"Well, you should learn. You wouldn't want to get laughed at on your wedding night."

"Huh? Laughed at?" You question already worried about the possibility at being laughed at. - "oh sure, i had a friend of a friend laugh about how unknowable his wife was. Laughed quite a bit.-" - a lie, Kyle has never heard a story like that. Didn't even have friends of a friend to talk to as most of his social life was murdered when he started working in the task force, other than his Mates from the team, you were the only one to stick around.

"Oh, " you mumble quietly to yourself, this was just the push you needed. Kyle knew it. "Well, you know. I could teach you.-" Kyle says making a small show of him 'thinking' about the idea, "Really?" You ask, hopeful that you would be able to save yourself from future embarrassing moment

"Of course princess, I AM your best friend after all." - He gives you a smile as he takes your hand and leads you to the couch, "we can even start now," he says as you sit together, "now? Really?"

"Mhm, we'll start with the basics. Okay?" He asks softly, "o-okay" - "alright, but you must do exactly what I say. now come closer; put your hands on my shoulders, take a deep breath and close your eyes" - you nod your head, slightly opening your mouth to take a deep breath, but before you can even close your eyes Kyle pulls you in and kisses you deeply.

His tongue pushes it's way into your mouth, the kiss is deep and sloppy. He pulls away for a moment, but you both instantly reconnect your lips, this time the kiss is a bit more coordinated, sweet, and hungry...

You both pull away, your face has darkend a few shades in color as Kyle licks his lips "see, easy. And I must say you do kiss wonderfully." Hia praise is enough to make you smile bright and internally cheer for yourself.

"Here come, if we continue I don't want you to be on this uncomfortable couch." He takes your hand and pulls you to the bedroom. Sitting you down on your floral patterned bedsheets.

"Now, to make you more comfortable I'll look away and let you undress okay? Let me know when I can turn back," Kyle turns away and after a few moments of clothing ruffling you give him the okay to turn back, Kyle stares at you and it takes much more will power than he would like to admit to not pounce on you.

You still had your bra and underwear on, looking at him with a sweet shy expression. Using your arms to slightly cover your body.

"Now, you won't be needing these." - Kyle reaches over you uncliping your bra before tossing to the side of the bed then moving to hook his fingers to your underwear, Kyle looks up at you for a moment before taking your silence and not pully away as an okay to continue. Pulling your already slightly sticky underwear down your sweet soft legs.

You sit on your knees and use your hands to cover your chest, "kyle... I'm the only one naked..." You say, your voice filled with worries. You didn't want to think Kyle had some alternative motives, but being the only one so exposed and venerable made you antsy. "Don't worry princess, I'll take mine off in just a moment," - he reassures, - "now, just take some breaths. Just relax for me, and enjoy it."

Kyle softly began kneeding your breasts, letting his fingers brush over your sensitive nipples before given each a light pinch; after a few moments and feeling your body become less tense and you began making soft noises he move in and take one of your nipples into his mouth, softly licking and sucking while still kneeding the other.

"Ahh, that feels-" - Kyle doesn't allow you to finish your words before he moves to lay on his stomach, - "ehh? What are you? Oh!," - you yelp as you feel his tongue flick your puffy clit

One of his hands holding your leg to the side and the other struggled as he impatiently tried tugging his belt free; listening to your soft moans as he tastes you. Kyle has given head many many times before, both women and men. He knows just where to lick and what signs to look for to know just what makes you squirm.

"W-wait, wait! Kyle wait! I feel weird! It feels like o need to pee, Kyle wait!" You gasp, trying to pull away. The ides of embarrassing yourself in a moment like this has your face going many shades darker than normal, but Kyle doesn't pull away, instead he focuses on putting more pressure to your dripping pearl and you gasp with a wail, an instant relief as a gush of liquid comes from between your legs, Swallowing what he could he comes to lay near you, kicking off his pants.

"What- what was that?" You ask him, still pit of breath. "Well what did it look like luv, you squirted in my face," he chuckled and you flush before covering your face, "oh! My, that's so embarrassing," you grumble, "embarrassing? Didn't it feel good?" - "well, yes but-" "then that's all that matters," Kyle comforts you, "Well thank you, I just wish the fun wasn't over so soon"- and Kyle sits up swiftly, "over? Who said we were done, I've still got loads to teach you!" He says as he pulls his shirt over his head, as he lifts both of your legs and instructs yoy to hold then up as close to you as you can, "Kyle, please be gentle and please hurry. I confess this position is a bit embarrassing to hold..." You say as you try to not stare at Kyle's cock as it's freed from his boxers tapping his stomach and drools at the sight of your pussy.

"Don't worry,"- Kyle says as he rubs his cock head against your leaking slit, -" I know what I'm doing-" is all he says as he pushes his cock into your sweet pussy, finally, you'd lost your virginity.

You gasp and let out a squeal as you feel the burn of the stretch, "Ouch! Kyle! You're hurting me," you whine, "it's okay! It's okay, just try and relax, I can't move unless you losen up for me a little," you take a deep breath trying to listen to your best friend, he knows what he's doing, he's trying to help you, "okay, okay, I can do this. Yes I can, yes - I- can-," you trail off as you feel Kyle start to pull out to the tip before pushing back in, your cunt greedily sucking him back in, "fuuuck, your so tight princess," you swear you had came again at those words, at that nickname.

Kyle couldn't hold it any longer, and a few more thrusts he'd pulled out giving his cock a few more strokes before Cumming all over your stomach and chest, and even then the sight of you still had his so hard. Coming once wasny enough to put him out for the night, that was for sure as his cock still twitched and leaked mor end more precum, but what to teach you next?

"Want to learn more princess?" He asks as he takes a second pillow from your bed and tosses it on the floor infront of him, "oh, sure Kyle!" You say more excited and eager, "come here, and sit on your knees." He says, and you follow his instructions sitting right between his face, his cock just inches away. "I'll teach you another way to please your future husband," he says as he places a hand on your head, you know what he's referring to, you may not have done it before but you've seen a few videos before. You have an idea of what to do, but just because you think you know how to suck a dick doesn't mean to actually do.

You look determined, as you let him guide you forward giving his cock a shy lick before taking him as far into your mouth as you could without gagging using a hand to stroke what you couldn't reach, trying to remember what you've seen in videos. "Fuck, you sure you've never done this before," kyle sucks through his teeth you try to hum and say yes but the vibration just makes Kyle's eyes roll and hang his head back and huff. He doesn't even let you finish him off as he pulls you off and mumbles "C'mere," lifting you into his lap before shoving his cock back into you.

Not fully thinking as he was very close, you gasp and he begins lifting you up and down. Using you as his personal fleshlight as you bounce on his twitching cock. And this time he doesn't pull out.

He cums inside of you, you both gasp and Kyle let's out a deep moan as he slowly pulls his slick cover cock from you, a gush of your mixed fluids spilling from your cunt leaking down onto his pelvis.

"You broken?" Kyle asks as he wraps his arms around you, you breath into his neck and shake you head, "Good, because I have one last thing to show you-" kyle then flips you onto the bed on your tummy, pulling your hips up. You think you know what he's gonna do, trying a new position but you were wrong as you felt him push his cock into your unpreped ass, you yell as you take a deep breath.

Tears picking your eyes and you cry out to him, "Wait! KYLE!- THATS MY AAHHHHH!" You yell as you feel him rapidly thrust in and out, Kyle feels a bit guilty for not preping you, he really does. And he feels a bit bad for not starting slow, but he just can't stop. He's waited so so long, craved you for so long. Now that he was you he just can't hold back any longer, he'd already fought with himself to go slow from the start, especially after learning he had a chance to be your first.

"Please! Please Kyle! Just cum already!! I can't take anymore!"

Fuck. Your begging, your begging him. Kyle can feel the way his eyes roll back at your voice, he had no idea how much he would love you begging...

After Kyle pulls out and cums all over your back he lays on top of you, breathing into your hair. Running his hands along your sides, a silent apology for being too excited. You wouldn't be mad at him though, you never could stay mad at him. Not for anything.

"Well, I hope you learned everything you were hoping for princess. I'm sure your future husband will be very happy on your wedding night," the last sentence bitter on his lips, the idea of anyone else getting to see you, hear you, and feel you in this way makes his blood boil.

But he wouldn't force you to be with him...

"Well, Kyle I do have one more thing to confess to you..."

"Hm? What is it luv?"

"On my wedding night...I'd like it to be with you..."