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seungmonggg · 1 year ago

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Vandalism. - Yang Jeongin

WARNINGS: smut, foul language, the reader has the anatomy of a woman, fem!reader. I.N is younger than reader.

Wordcount: 2990 words

Summary: You lived in a pretty rough neighbourhood. Growing up, your Mother always told you to be careful and get home before sundown. Ruthless Teens roamed the streets, smashing cars and spraying the walls with their graffiti. Meeting Jeongin, a local artist, as a grown up turned out to be one of the best things that could happen to you.

NOT PROOFREAD! MINORS DNI!

🔞+ content warning!

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You lived in a pretty rough neighbourhood. Growing up, your Mother always told you to be careful and get home before sundown. Ruthless Teens roamed the streets, smashing cars and spraying the walls with their graffiti.

As a kid, you used to hate these people, having had more than one encounter with groups of people, mostly boys, roaming around destroying everything they thought was unnecessary. Like your Dads car, for instance. You were so mad seeing how your dad was sad that his car got wrecked by some stupid kids.

Now that you were a bit older, twenty-two to be exact, you somehow understood and sympathised with them. What else could they do when your town had no other activities for kids? They expressed themselves in the form of smearing their street-names and art on the walls.

When your turned Eighteen, old enough to finally move out and get your on flat, earning money by working with so called ‘hard to deal’ - Teens, you started to see the other side, Their side. In the few years you worked with them, you earned their trust and even got some of them off the street and into art schools, where they could express themselves in legal ways.

The only ‘Teen’ you couldn’t get to was a boy named Jeongin. Now that he was freshly 18 you knew that your options were limited, as you couldn’t help someone that was of age, not working in that field.

You still tried to get in touch with him, having had his phone number for years, but you knew no matter how much you tried, he would always block your attempts at getting in contact with him. He was a so called loner. Always on his own, quiet around other people, but loud in his art. He loved to leave behind beautiful sketches on the walls of the streets.

Sometimes, when you left your flat to go get things done or head to work, you’d come across some of his masterpieces, always taking pictures and saving them. It wasn’t hard to recognise his work, he always signed them with his street-name, ‘I.N’.

Other than you, nobody knew the mysterious artist. You found out it was him when you went out with some of your friends a couple months ago. On the way home from the bar, you saw someone in a dark alley, spraying the walls.

24.05.2023

The night was cold, crisp wind making your nose run and get a light pink color. You were walking fast, not wanting to catch a cold from being outside for too long. Thankfully it stopped raining not too long ago, but looking up into the sky, you could tell the dryness wasn’t for long either.

You breathed out slowly, looking at the small puff of air as it was visible from the cold weather. While looking up you saw something moving in your peripheral vision. Turning your head, you could make out something, or rather someone in the distance.

Not too far away, maybe a couple meters, there stood a tall figure in front of the wall, clearly spraying something onto it. You sighed quietly ‘should i go and tell them to stop?’ You thought to yourself. It was your job to work with people that stepped out of line, that broke the rules of society.

You stuffed your hands into the pockets of your jacket and started going in the direction of the Man, or rather boy, as you could now make out his face. ‘Hey!’ You called, making him look up in a panic, probably assuming you were the cops, ready to get him.

When he saw your face, he visibly relaxed, having seen you around, working with kids in the neighbourhood. Now that you were a mere few meters away, you recognised him. ‘Aren’t you the Yangs son? What was your name? Jeongho?’ You look up at him.

He laughed quietly before shaking his head. ‘Its Jeongin.’ He said, before looking behind you to make sure no-one saw him, well, except you of course. He smirked a little before looking up at the wall, and at the painting he just made, before hearing sirens in the distance. Fuck, someone called the cops on him.

Before you could even say something he grabbed his duffel Bag and made a run for it, you just standing there, calling him. ‘Wait! No!’ you started running after him, but having chosen to wear heels tonight turned out to be the wrong idea as you tripped and fell onto the hard concrete.

You whined in pain as you looked down to see your knee scraped open with blood coming out of the wound. ‘Shit’ you muttered to yourself, letting out a surprised scream when you were suddenly picked up by someone. Looking up, you saw Jeongin looking down at you with a slightly guilty expression. ‘Won’t leave you laying here, don’t worry’ he said before starting to carry you.

After he dropped you off at your house and gave you his number in case you’d have to pay for any hospital bills for your bruised leg, he disappeared into the night again.

18.10.2023

All of that was months ago, and you were slowly starting to get restless. After the incident you haven’t been able to reach out to him. You were determined to help him express his feelings not only on the walls of your city, but also on canvases in art galleries.

You knew his works would be highly seen and maybe you could even get him to finally make a living out of it and stop getting himself caught and arrested all the time. But as you roamed the streets once again on the search for him, you were once again dissatisfied by empty valleys and teens running around being loud.

Just as you were on the way home you saw someone spraying on your house wall. ‘Not again’ you said to yourself as you picked up your pace to get there before they could make a run for it. The closer you got, the more you realised the man standing in front of the wall was indeed Jeongin.

You called out his name as you stopped running. ‘Wait! Please don’t run away! It’s me, Y/N!’ You could clearly see that he let out a breath he was holding as he realised that it was you.

‘Long time no see, Y/N’ he smirked at you as he turned around to pack away all his stuff. ‘Well, it was quite hard to reach you, you know?’ You let out a laugh as you looked up to the wall, only to come to the realisation that it was indeed your face on the wall.

‘What..-?’ You asked in awe as you looked up to a now furiously blushing Jeongin that was scratching his neck in embarrassment. ‘I don’t know either but i can’t get your face out of my head…’ he admitted shyly as you couldn’t get the words out. Just as you were about to say something you heard sirens coming down the street. Jeongin looked utterly terrified as he was about to run away you grabbed his hand and ran to your houses entrance.

‘You can hide here, i mean-… if you want to of course.’ You looked at him with uncertainty in your eyes before unlocking the door and getting inside with him. ‘T-Thank you.’ He said as he started to look around your house.

You looked out the window from time to time to make sure the cops were gone, when the coast was clear you turned around and looked at jeongin. ‘If you want to you can go home now, the cops are gone’ you softly smiled at him as he breathed out. ‘I don’t… i mean i don’t uhh have a home?’ He looked down at his feet and blushed a little.

‘Oh..s-sorry, i didn’t know that..’ you said while looking at him. ‘You can stay the night.. i have a guest room that you could sleep in..’

24.11.2023

That was over a month ago. Jeongin stayed at your house and you two talked all night, getting to know each other. That night you realised that Jeongin was different from all of the kids you worked with. He didn’t want to always get into trouble, but sometimes he just didn’t know how to express himself other than with his art.

A week later you proposed an idea while watching some movie. ‘How about you live here? With me?’ He looked at you in shock. ‘W-what? But i can’t pay rent…’ he said while looking away in shame. ‘Well… i could get you a job at the art gallery down the street.’ You said to which he gasped. ‘You would do that for me? b-but why?’ He couldn’t believe that someone like you would ever help him, but here he was, on your couch, in your house.

‘Of course i would do that for you. Its not like i hate you, and living with you is actually pretty good, you help me with the dishes and i could use some extra cash from the rent’ you went on as you were slowly standing up, making your way into the Kitchen to get a paper and a pen.

As you came back you wrote down some rules for him:

1. Don’t get into trouble anymore.

2. No more running away.

3. Get a job and earn money.

4. No parties without warning.

He laughed quietly at the last point. ‘So you’d allow me to throw a party at your house?’ You just nodded at his question. ‘As long as I’m invited’ you smirked in his direction to which he just laughed.

‘Alright, then i want to throw a party on Saturday to celebrate me getting a job and a place to stay.’ He said proudly as you both shook hands to seal the deal. ‘Saturday it is then!’

27.11.2023

Turns out Jeongin had a lot of friends you didn’t know about. As you looked around your house, full of people you didn’t know, you searched for him among all the guys. ‘Need some help sweetie?’ Someone suddenly asked you. When you turned around you were met by a gorgeous looking man, maybe in his mid twenties with dark brown hair and a deep voice.

‘U-Uh.. have you seen Innie?’ He laughed at your question and nodded before taking your hand and pulling you with him. ‘I’m Felix, by the way, its nice to meet you’ he said as you two arrived in the kitchen, where you could see Jeongin was talking to another guy, more his age with brown hair and a nice smile. ‘Well, its nice to meet you Felix, i’m Y\N.’ You said.

When Jeongin heard your voice, he looked up to see you were still holding Felix’s hand while laughing at some Joke he made. He furrowed his brows and made a small noise of disapproval, which only Seungmin heard.

Seungmin smirked at his younger friend. ‘What? You don’t like other guys talking to her?’ he laughed as Jeongin started to blush and try to convince him that it was not like that.

But deep down, he indeed knew that it was. He liked you from the first time he met you, in that dark alley. You beautiful eyes, your hair, the way you would always light up with a smile when he told you about his day. Tonight was the night he finally wanted to come clean on his feelings and talk to you.

Well, that was before he saw how Felix was flirting with you. Jealousy starting crawling up in the pit of his stomach as he grabbed your hand without thinking about it and dragged you to the nearest free room and closed the door after you. You looked up at him in confusion “Innie? You okay?” You asked, starting to worry when you saw his sad eyes looking down at you.

“I… uhm.. i-i wanted to talk to you about s-something, noona..” you smiled at the little nickname, he started calling you noona not long after moving in with you, which you found absolutely adorable. You nodded to let him know you were listening to what he had to say. “Ever since…” he breathed out nervously “Ever since i met you… i-i liked you… even more than just friends.. do you understand?”

You looked at him a shock, as he wasn’t the only one feeling that way. As you looked down at your hands to hide your blush, he put two of his fingers under your chin to get you to look at him. The small gesture made you hold in your breath as the two of you were now mere inches apart. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and started to stammer out “i-i get how you feel… i mean, how could i not fall for you? You’re so sweet and always help me with the chores around the house..” he smiled at your response and leaned down until you lips slightly touched.

He was teasing you, letting your lips touch only slightly, making you shiver in anticipation. “Oh fuck this” you muttered before literally throwing yourself at him and sealing your lips in a hot kiss. I.N let out a quiet groan as he picked you up without hesitation and pressed your body against the nearest surface, which turned out to be the bathrooms wall.

Your lips danced in a breathless kiss before the two of you parted, trying to get as much air into your lungs as you could. “You don’t even know how long i’ve been waiting for this, Noona.” He pressed his body into yours and you blushed when you felt his already hardening length press into your heat, whimpering at the feel of him, you got to kissing down his cheek and his neck. “Want you so bad Innie” you breathed against his ear to which he groaned and carried you to the sink, where he let you down.

Jeongin started to press hot kisses against your jaw, making his way down to you cleavage before pulling your top over your head. “You’re so beautiful.” He murmured against your akin before taking one of your nipples into his mouth and gently sucking.

You moaned at the feeling of his hot mouth on your body and pulled at his hair lightly. “I.N.. your shirt.. take it off.” You whispered shakily, holding onto him.

He complied without saying anything, throwing his shirt onto the floor, he’d care about it later. Without hesitation you started to roam his upper body with your hands, quickly going south to undo his belt and open his pants. “Need you now, Innie, hurry up.” You whined to which he laughed and started to glide his hands up your bare thighs. Thank god you wore that cute skirt, he thought. “Impatient. Are we?” He teased you slightly before pulling your soaked through panties down your legs and moaning at the sight of your glistening folds.

Your panties went into his pocket before you said anything and he kissed you fiercely before fishing out his cock and moaning as you took it in your hands and started to pump him. “Cmon, fuck me baby, make me yours.” Now that was something you didn’t have to tell him twice.

He positioned himself at your entrance, not having to prep you much with how slick you already were. “Gonna fuck you so good. Better than any of your fucking vibrators ever could.” He rasped against your ear. Before you could even register what he said, he fucked into you with one languid stroke.

You moaned loudly at the feeling of his length nestled into your tight heat. As soon as he started building up a steady rhythm you forgot about the party, about the people im your house. Your focus was completely on Jeongin and how good he was fucking you. “H-Holy shit you’re so fucking tight. Not gonna last long, Baby” he moaned against your ear, making you shiver at his dirty words.

Never had you heard him talk like that, but you weren’t complaining, instead you pushed your nails into his muscular back and whined at his thrusts. He was making you see stars and when he hit that one spongy spot inside of you, you knew it was over for you. Your moans turned breathy as you withered against his body, rolling your eyes back. “Fucked you dumb already? Huh? Tell me whose fucking you this good?” He growled against your nipple before biting down on it gently, making you scream out in pleasure.

“Y-you are! Jeongin! Oh fuck, gonna make me cum!” You moaned loudly, tightening around his cock as he groaned at the feeling, getting close to his high as well. His thumb started drawing quick circles on your clit, only getting you closer to cumming. “Cmon Y/N, show me how good you take my cock.” That was the last thing you needed to finally push over the edge. Convulsing around his length while moaning out his name again and again.

You were sure, after you’d come out the bathroom, everyone in your house would know what just happened. You heard I.N moan against your neck as he bit down and came into you, painting your walls white with his cum.

As the two of you were breathing heavily, cuddled up to each other, you heard a small knock at the door, and then a voice saying “don’t want to disturb you lovebugs, but uhhh… the cops are here”

Both of you perked up at looked at yourselves, shocked.

“Oh fuck”.

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Hello guys! Here is my first piece for Jeongin!! I hope you like it, definitely let me know! If you want to request somethinng, feel free to always do so!

Byebye!

-Julie💕🌸

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kararisa · 2 years ago

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marigold promises

— 32. a letter and a promise [☕︎ = 2.5k words]

notes: happy birthday to me~ in celebration, here's my gift to all of you <3

cw: abandonment

10:08 p.m.

You haven't had lights out this early in months.

There's a first time for everything, you suppose. A good time as any to sleep in the same room as your estranged rival-turned-lab partner.

It's hardly the first time you've let impulse dictate your decisions — and it certainly won't be the last — but you would be lying if you said you were certain about how you felt about this whole mess you've gotten yourself into. In your infinite search for answers, all you've gotten are infinitely more questions.

What the hell is going on?

You shift on your mattress, disturbing the stillness of the night with the sound of crumpling fabric and soft shuffles. Albedo's room is more decorated than you thought it would be; certainly bigger compared to the rooms you get with a private one-bedroom dorm back on campus. An entire wall is covered in sketches and paintings — all of them his handiwork — with some photographs littered in between them. His desk lies in organized chaos, a mess of papers laying atop an old textbook with a decently organized box of pens and highlighters on the side.

Not paying you any mind, Albedo lays in his bed with his back facing you. The only light in this room comes from his phone which he's been reading from for the past few minutes, and honestly, you wouldn't be surprised if he's flipping through his digital flashcards just to get some last-minute studying done.

Your shuffling disturbs the silence once more. Not once would you have thought that pushing through with your half-baked idea would have led to… this. Whatever this is. Is there a word to describe how surreal this all feels? A theory to explain how the hell you got here?

How do you wrap your head around the fact that Alice walked through that door?

Sure, you may have thrown out a theory to Yanfei a while ago, but that doesn't even begin to explain how Klee is connected to all of this. The fact of the matter is your theory is incomplete.

Albedo finally turns to you and asks, "How long are you going to keep tossing and turning? At this rate, you're going to wear out the mattress." You glare at him and respond, "It's not my fault I can't seem to get comfortable. I'm not used to sleeping with someone else in the room."

Amusement colors Albedo's voice as he replies, "Sounds like a 'you' problem."

Your frustration grows, and you snap back, "Well, you better hope I don't suffocate you tonight, asshole." You hear him snicker as you turn around, hoping to finally drift off into a peaceful sleep

Suddenly, you hear more shuffling from Albedo's side of the room. "I'm going to head out for a walk. Want to come with me?"

"A walk at this hour?" you asked incredulously.

"I can't sleep either, so come on. This won't take long," Albedo replied.

In response, you sit up and rest your hands on the mattress, “Where we headed off to?”

“It’s a train station away, won’t take longer than 10 minutes to get there.”

“Where are we even going for it to warrant a ride on the train?”

He takes out a cardigan from his closet, rolling his eyes, “Are you coming or not?”

“Fuck you, I was already getting up.”

Gods, you should have brought a jacket.

Considering it’s Mondstadt, you shouldn’t have been too surprised by the frigid air, biting through your clothes and clinging onto your skin — even after the holidays have long since passed.

You and Albedo sit on a bench overlooking the playground you saw just this afternoon, the slushie you're holding making your hand slowly go numb. The swings, seesaws, and merry-go-rounds stood silently as if frozen in time. The only sound was the faint rustling of leaves in the breeze. The moon, half-shrouded by clouds, cast a pale glow over the empty park.

Despite the darkness, the playground retained its picturesque innocence. The colorful slides and climbing frames looked like candy-colored castles, while the surrounding trees provided a natural canopy that seemed to cocoon the play area in a protective embrace.

You take a sip of your drink. You and Albedo sit on opposite sides of the bench. The silence between you two stretches on into the night.

You want so desperately to move closer, to say something, to close the distance between you. But where do you even start?

As the sweetness of the slushie fades, so too does your illusion of distraction. You can feel the weight of your rival-turned-lab partner's gaze upon you, a silent challenge that threatens to unravel your composure.

You hear an amused sigh coming from your left, "You can sit closer, Cupcake. I don't bite." You don't know why, but you choose to inch closer.

And closer.

So close that your knee brushes against his for just a moment, and you pull away like that one second of contact had burned your skin.

You take another sip, desperate to stave off the flood of thoughts and emotions that threaten to overwhelm you. But as you feel Albedo's eyes on you, you turn your head to meet his gaze.

"Aren't you cold?" he asks.

"I wasn't able to bring a jacket, Sunshine." you shrug. Like hell you were going to admit that you've been freezing since you stepped out off the train.

In response, he takes off his cardigan and drapes it around your shoulders.

The ivory-colored cardigan enfolds you in its loving embrace, a gentle shield from the harshness of the cold. Its large buttons run down the front, each one a drop of brown against the ivory backdrop. You feel the three gray stars stitched into each sleeve as you put your arms through the sleeves.

You hug the cardigan closer.

"You seem to have a lot on your mind," Albedo adjusts the folded-over collar. You try to ignore the fact that his hand nearly brushed against your neck.

"It's nothing." you shake your head.

"Please, I know you better than that. You can talk to me about it if you want to."

Would it really be appropriate to bring up the many questions that have been brewing in your mind? His private life, his family affairs, they’re none of your business.

And yet.

A heavy silence falls between you and Albedo. Finally, you break the stillness with a tentative whisper: “I was just thinking about your mom.” You notice Albedo’s shoulders tense, and you realize that your words have hit a nerve. “What about her?” he asks, a subtle unease in his voice that you barely notice. But it’s there.

This was a mistake.

“She’s nice…” you clarify, “Just like how I remember her.”

You shouldn’t have brought it up. You shouldn’t have brought it up. A rushed apology spills from your lips, “Sorry, that wasn’t very appropriate of me.”

“It’s alright.” his tone is surprisingly gentle. “I kind of expected that you’d at least be a bit curious, really.”

“Still,” you say, “I shouldn’t have just brought it up like that.”

Silence falls between the two of you once again, and you take the time to empty your drink. With no other way to feign distraction, you finally take a look at the boy to your left. He tucks a stray strand of his pale blond hair behind his ear, and you can’t think of a moment that you’ve seen him free from his usual up-do. He idly fiddles with the straw of his empty slushie cup. A glint of silver catches the moonlight; it’s there that you see his pendant, his moon pendant, resting right between his collarbones.

You would do anything to ignore the palpable tension in the air. Tension that you caused.

“You have my permission to ask,” Albedo starts, “If you want to.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want to pry.”

“Yes. So please, ask me.”

A pause.

A breath.

And you finally ask him the question that has been plaguing your mind since the day he returned to you: “When you left, six years ago… What happened?”

He leans back. You feel his knee brush against yours, but this time you can’t bring yourself to move away. Albedo meets your gaze and asks, “How much do you know?”

You shrug, “Not much. Just that you and your mother packed up for Fontaine one day and left.”

“That’s half correct. She was offered an opportunity to work at Aurum Labs — one of the most prestigious institutions in the world. Who wouldn’t say yes?”

He loosely crosses his arms as he looks towards the playground ahead of you, “She sat me down one day and told me about her decision. She would be leaving for Fontaine, and I would stay here. In Mondstadt. My own mother thought I was a burden, and that I would hinder her in her career. So”— Albedo gives a bitter laugh — “She left. She left me with nothing but a letter and a promise that a friend of hers would take care of me in her stead. And what’s worse is that a part of me still wishes she’d come back for me.”

Ah.

That explains a lot. It explains so much.

But more questions fill your mind. How long has this been weighing on him? How long has he had to carry these burdens alone?

How long?

What do you say? He needs you, damn it. Say something.

But no words come.

So you do the next best thing: you reach out and place a hesitant hand on his shoulder. A small gesture to let him know that you’re here for him.

He looks at you in response, surprise flickering across his face before he quickly averts his gaze. "Don't look at me like that," he says, his voice shaking.

Puzzled, you quietly ask, "Like what?"

"Like you don't hate me."

You want nothing more than to comfort him and tell him that everything will be alright. Say something for fucks sake.

Albedo’s hand goes to his pendant, his moon pendant, and clutches it tight, “I never bothered to text or call, I didn’t even put in the effort of sending you a letter. I could have done something but I didn’t. And I was horrible to you last year. I’m so, so sorry.”

The weight of your shared history and the silence between you threatens to suffocate you.

It wasn’t always like this.

From the moment you met, it was clear that the two of you were cut from the same cloth.

When the two of you were young, when the world was kind, you would spend countless hours poring over books and debating complex ideas. The difference between you two was once thinner than a razor.

But six years have gone by, and you're not the same kids that met in those fields near your childhood homes one summer day. The friendly debates became heated, the discussions competitive. You found yourselves vying for the same academic accolades, the same opportunities, the same ranking. You both became obsessed with outdoing each other, with proving that you were the better scholar.

As you grew older, you began to realize that the world can be a harsh, unforgiving, and mean place, baring its fangs and showing you just how cruel life can get. It's a sobering realization that comes slowly, creeping up on you with each passing year until you can no longer ignore it.

Maybe you got a little meaner too.

We are tabula rasa. Every person begins their life as a blank slate, devoid of any preconceived notions or beliefs. As people grow and develop, they begin to form their own understanding of the world. They learn to distinguish between light and dark, hot and cold, rough and smooth. They begin to recognize the faces of their caregivers, the sound of their voices, and the touch of their hands.

It is in the people around you that one learns about love, kindness, compassion. But it is also where one learns about anger, an ugly mixture of frustration and hostility that surges through your body like a raging fire; about bitterness, a knot in your stomach that eats away at you from the inside; about envy, that plants resentment in your heart and feeds off your inadequacy. And it is where one learns of hatred, a venomous emotion that seeps into your very soul, poisoning every aspect of your being.

Yes, you were angry at Albedo. Yes, you were bitter when he first acted like you were nothing more than an obstacle to him. Yes, you were envious of his seemingly limitless intelligence, how answers to even the most difficult of questions came easily to him.

But could you ever hate him? Did you ever hate him?

You learn that dreams shatter like fragile glass, scattering sharp, jagged shards that cut deep into your very being. Promises, once steadfast and true, crumble like dry leaves underfoot, leaving you with nothing but bitter disappointment and a sense of betrayal. In the aftermath, you find yourself picking up the pieces of your shattered dreams, each shard slicing through your fingers and embedding itself deep within your skin.

You learn that the harsh reality of the world seeps into your veins and becomes a part of you. Defines you.

But even as the weight of disappointment and betrayal threatens to drown you, life continues to move forward. People come and go, leaving their own marks on the world and on you.

In those five years you’ve spent apart, you can at least take comfort in the fact that he had gained a mother and a sister. Alice, who would once travel all across the world for her academic pursuits, chose to stay in Mondstadt for the sake of her children. Klee, who would keep him grounded, gave him someone to care for. You wonder what it would be like to have a family that truly cared for you as Alice and Klee cared for Albedo.

Your mother has always been obsessed with the numbers on your report card, endlessly doting on you while claiming to want the best for your future. Your father couldn’t care less. Why would he, when he was off working in another region? You grew up barely knowing him.

Rhinedottir was no better for Albedo than your parents were for you.

And yet.

As you and Albedo sit side-by-side, you realize that there is something here that you never had with your family. And sifting through the shards of your shattered promises, you realize that they are not entirely lost.

You take his long-empty slushie cup from his hands and place it on the ground. For a moment, the world falls away, leaving only the two of you under the gentle glow of the moon’s watchful gaze. The next words you speak cut through the silence, "I could never hate you."

Albedo turns to you. He watches you as you take off his cardigan and gently drape it over his shoulders, sharing the warmth he has given to you.

Giving his shoulder a gentle squeeze, you finally, finally, find the words you want to say: “It wasn’t your fault.”

In response, he lowers his head, causing some of his hair to fall in front of his face. You tuck a single strand behind his ear, your sun pendant catching the silvery light of the moon, before gently guiding his head to rest on your shoulder.

“It wasn’t your fault.”

— previous || masterlist || next

summary: you and albedo have finally reached a mutual understanding as your first year of college comes to a close. with a new school year comes a new beginning, and you start off strong with albedo asking you the oddest of arrangements: "would you like to be lab partners?"

author's notes:

yes, albedo is wearing the iconic taylor swift cardigan. and yes, he is a swiftie

the theory of tabula rasa (latin for “scraped tablet” — i.e. a “clean slate”) is a philosophical theory by john locke. this was also my favorite part to write 🫶

this chapter was so hard to get just right that i’ve had to redo it twice, but i’m really happy with the final result ^^

featured songs: I Wish I Was the Moon by Ewan J Phillips & almost home by mxmtoon

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myreitha · 1 year ago

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Costume time!

Okay, you know what, I want to share this process and I've chosen y'all to suffer with me.

SO! A friend of mine doesn't have a spooky show to produce this year, and so is putting all his energy into a cool-ass halloween event (Fancy paper invites, puzzles to solve, challenges, games, seances, etc). The whole thing is themed around this fake secret society that we're all now part of, and the dress cose and we're being encouraged to come up with cool fancy clothes/outfits to match the theme to come in. Best description I can come up with for this theme is "Fancy witchy-vampire" (Like, think VtM, but witchier). THAT SAID. I'm still out of a job, so, I've got to be strategic. AND I've got the itch to make things. Even better. (More past the cut!)

I don't have photos for a lot of these earlier decisions and stages, sorry. BUT I go through my closet and costume tubs (the for-fun-or-cosplay costumes as well as the circus/performing ones) and have a nice closet-runway to figure out what I'm starting with and settle on this one burgundy satin wrap top with big-ass sleeves that I love. . .that unfortunately doesn't go with much that I have in my wardrobe that vibes with the theme. (There's like. . .one or two things it works with, but I want to be FANCIER). So I sketch around and come up with an idea based around this shirt (and a statement necklace collar I have that was some of the best $5 I've ever spent)

I have this old dress I'd bought at a flea market years ago and had altered to be an overskirt for a hoop skirt, and then it's been worn as a bustle with the bodice tucked away more times than it's felt hoops. It's a similar color as the top, so I figured I'd finally take the bodice off it, pull it in to be something I could walk in that wouldn't trail on teh ground, and I could set it under a corset in the center. Bing-bang-boom! Genius!

No. The skirt and the shirt were similar-but-different enough colors and textures that they clashed. Damnit. Well, I can ditch the skirt and figure out the rest! Some skinny moto pants. A decorative corset - I could embroider a corset (Myr no), or, ooh, use gold appliques (Okay, more realistic, proceed).

Next step was to mock things up as I'm trying to find what I want without purchasing a bunch of shit, which got me to this:

Okay okay okay. Cool, I've got a direction (that's not the shirt, but it's the closest I coudl find online to use, so I used it). Now for the endless internet and thrift store (No fingers, not thirst store, dear god) and internet thrift store searching to find me some cool-ass pants and a corset and some shoes that'll work with this. You'll notice, though that my statement necklace has been swapped out for cool-strappy-thing. Because statement necklace-collar is geometric and GOOD LUCK finding geometric applique. Harder than I expected. Took me a couple months to find things that weren't lots of money that I could afford. BUT I EVENTUALLY DID IT. This included buying multiple corsets with the intention of returning things. Benefits of modern shopping. The happy "lets try everything on" day was this weekend!

SO FAR SO GOOD. Took a poll from friends and the short corset is the winner. It's definitely the best constructed of the three, though the pants aren't QUITE high enough waist to be able to wear under it without some adjustments. But it'll do. The shoes turned out to be dark brown instead of black, so I need to see about making them black (and fixing them so the tongue doesn't decide to go deep diving towards my toes.) Other things to do: bring in the wrists of those sleeves some, they're a bit too big (Here they're clipped with bobby pins), decorate the corset, maybe add some gold detailing onto the pants? They've got that gold ridging along the thighs that you find on moto-pants, but that's absolutely invisible most of the time, so I think if I just brush some gold paint along the tops of those ridges, it'll make them pop in a good way. You'll note that none of these photos have the strappy-thingy, and instead we're back to the statement necklace-collar. Turns out the differece between the image I found on the internet and teh shirt I own is enough that you BARELY SEE the strappy. Also, I decided that instead of using applique, I'd buy some gold paint, make a design that'd work, and paint it on the corset. Only time will reveal whether this was a good or a bad idea.

Other thing this showed me is that this doesn't feel FANCY enough. So I'm coming back to that half-skirt idea. This time, though I'm thinking about something sheer - either a burgundy to match the top, or a black with gold accents (OR A FULL DESIGN?!?!?!).

Last night I got flat photos of the corset for figuring out the design, since the shape I was working with in my sketches doesn't match the chosen corset shape. Pls to enjoy some of the designs I was playing with:

Proooooobably going to see about adjusting the eye design. I think it fits the theme best.

Last night I started on the alternations by taking in the waist of the pants. Please have this photo that happened 30 seconds before my thread was attacked.

#Project #costume #sewing #Join me on this journey as I make it up as I go

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cainache · 1 year ago

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hey there, stargirl / eddie munson

New York is cold this time of year. December here is fucking crazy, and half the time Eddie still isn’t use to it. Even if he has lived here for the last six years of his life.

He’s twenty six, the cold shouldn’t bother him.

But his nose is pink and his cheeks sting and his bangs feel a mess. He’s got bags of groceries on each of his arms as he climbs the three flights of stairs. He lives above a bakery, there’s no damn elevator. Just stairs.

His teeth maybe clatter as he fishes for his key from the pocket of his thick jacket. He barely gets the door open before a bag slips out of his hold, a fresh baked loaf of bread thumps to the floor. He huffs. Kicks the door shut with the heel of his shoe with a little too much aggression and slides bags onto the counter from his arms. He then grabs at the runaway bread.

He doesn’t see you during all of this. You’re usually greeting him as you exit the hall. But you’re not there.

Eddie locks the door before his eyes glaze around the apartment. Your stuff is everywhere. Little things that have gathered over the few months you’ve been living with him. Hair ties. The ribbons you lace in your hair sometimes. Earrings. Makeup brushes. A lot of lip glosses. Silver bangles. It’s like his apartment has collected little things of you. He won’t ever say this out loud because he looks annoyed all the time, but he loves your scattered shit everywhere.

He doesn’t call out for you as he steps more into the home. He finds you rather quickly. You’re a small girl and your sitting on the floor like your five. You’re hidden before the couch, slumped over the coffee table. Your hands move quickly and your bottom lip is held captive by your teeth.

“Hi, Eds.” He flinches at your voice, surprised you’ve even noticed him without a glance. He’s not as quiet as he thinks.

His hand drags over the couch as he rounds it, peering down at you and your movements. He can’t quite see what you’re doing, like you’re keeping it hidden with hunched shoulders and a cramped up back. “What we doin’, star?”

He sees the sides of your cheeks lift. You’re smiling. At his nickname that he’s been saying since he’s met you two years ago. He’s your boyfriend, but not your boyfriend who calls you his stargirl. You don’t mind the no label. You’re happy and Eddie likes holding your hand. He doesn’t hold people’s hands.

“Did you drop something?” You say sweetly, completely ignoring his last question.

He hums and slouches into the couch behind you, his knee gently grazes your back and the tip of his boot slips past your bottom. “Runaway Bread. What are you doing?” You finally take notice of his question, but your hands don’t stop moving. He can hear pencils on paper and markers with felt tips drag color. “New designs for my class.. I think they might be okay.”

They’re probably more than okay, he thinks.

And finally, your hands stop. He notices the dark shading of led on both sides of your hands and fingertips. You have marker splotches along your skin too. He smiles. “You let me see ‘em?”

You finally look over at him, smiling soft. “I suppose I can.” Your nose wrinkles as he scoffs a laugh. You look so warm. He still seems cold.

You gently pass him the sketch papers, and with his free hand he takes yours and helps you climb onto the couch. You settle in next to him, your sock covered toes slip under his jean clad thigh. He smiles at the feel of your wiggling toes. He squeezes your closest ankle before he looks through the couple of designs. You love fashion school. Eddie loves that you love fashion school.

You notice his red bitten face as you try and rub off led from your skin, its smudges a bit more. “You cold?” You mumble, chin now resting on his shoulder. He shrugs a bit, your face moves up with the movement. “Stop talking, I’m trying to focus on the masterpieces in front of me.”

You roll your eyes fondly and slip off the couch. You wash your hands at the kitchen sink before grabbing a soft blanket from the basket by the end of the couch. You come back to him and he has a hand opened for you, his eyes still on the sketches. One in particular, one that’s based off his own style. “This one is my favorite,” he mumbles.

You smile, “sit up, please.” He does what he’s told without realizing what you’re doing. He’s looking at the details. Your work is fucking amazing.

You drape the blanket over his shoulders and gently tuck it into his front. His eyes gaze to yours at the sudden warmth. “Star.”

You beam. “Eddie.” You sit down next to him again, two fingers dragging over his pink nose and rosy cheek. “You’re cold, handsome.”

Eddie rolls his eyes with a smile and gently places your papers back on the coffee table, that you’ve turned into a mess.

“C’mere,” he mumbles. You gasp as his hands snatch you up, slumping into his lap. Now the blanket covers you both.

“You warm now?” You hum, forehead resting on his own.

He scoffs, a soft peck to the corner of your mouth. “Obviously. But I was never cold to begin with.” You stare at him, amused. He pushes out his chin a little with a glint in his eye, teasing. You roll your eyes, “right.” You press a kiss to the corner of his mouth now, but it isn’t enough for him. He takes your lips against his, squeezing your sides till you pull away giggling.

“So, you dropped bread earlier? Poor bread.”

Eddie scoffs. “Star.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x you #eddie stranger things #stranger things eddie munson #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x shy!reader #stranger things #fall vibes #fall time #october #soph’s place

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natarstyc · 2 months ago

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So, to distract myself a bit, I'm going to make a really long post explaining the piece that took me two weeks to make, I put a lot of effort into it and I'm still not bored of it :D

As some of my drawings, they've been floating around in my head for a while before I decided to sit down and do it, so I had already imagined the general concept a while ago...

Now starting with the character that stars in the piece, my belbic Kai (Belbic is my open species, I don't have updated information but it's basically a rodent the size of a maine coon cat with a huge, colorful tail and ears XD) So Kai is a soldier, he was one of the best friends of the NV main character but he actually has a strong one-sided rivalry with him, he feels jealous of him, also he's irascible and impulsive.

So, taking this into account, the piece is about Kai and his character but it's also inspired by some MARETU songs, especially Mind Brand; The title "Jello Yellow" is a kind of wordplay, Jello for jealous, and Yellow for the predominant color in the work.

It's also my thing to draw characters covered in flowers, particularly tough male characters?? and lately to include certain types of flowers based on their symbolism: In the case of yellow roses they represent jealousy, among other things, and marigolds represent jealousy and in some cultures death.

But also the small ambiguous flowers in the background, I arranged them in a way that they resembled the constellation of Scorpio, which can be associated with Kai by personality according to astrology and the zodiac, coincidentally Kai's tail looks like that of a scorpion itself.

The main color is yellow because it matches Kai's color and the flowers, and because being a warm color it represents more energy (I mean, more than any cold tone)

For the pose there's not much more than me trying to make it feel dynamic but a bit original, and for the style I thought it combined better with my idea but at the same time it's the reason why it took me so long to finish it, Bf says it looks like a manga cover so, successful task I think :3

And, to finish, the process from the first sketch to the final work, yay! (/O wO)/

Transparent background ver and full bg ver for practicality reasons but I like both and can use them for different things (web and print)

-Also, the PSD file for this piece and some others can be found on my Patreon starting at $3 a month✨

If you got this far, then thank you sooo much for reading this huge text, have a cookie and have a good night <3

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kuwdora · 2 months ago

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for all the art i've made and sold and received lovely photos of my art on other people's walls, I have historically had a hard time getting things up on my own wall. but a few weeks ago I managed to do it! so I gotta share and celebrate my win.

This is my gallery wall above my desk. I designed the layout around @andordean 's fiber art heart. I'm so happy with how this space turned out.

left wall

top left: Cumulus Cat by Shaylin Wallice whose work makes me 😍

top right: one of my own acrylic pour paintings

bottom left: empty frame, TBD what goes there

bottom right: @perseruna 's wonderful yennefer/jaskier art

bottom right: unicorn art by autistic mixed media artist and illustrator Vyara Brennan (closeup beneath the readmore).

right wall

first column:

Sleep, Adam by Sunny Jin Smith

Forest Fiber art Heart by @andordean

Yennefer & Geralt art by @llorithaine (Inprnt shop here)

second column:

empty frame, TBD !!

small green 6x6 acrylic pour art that i made in 2022

a sketch of a deer in a field by @aurumcalendula

a photo of several large boulders in the shade, a thoughtful card sent to me by my friend destina

third column:

an illustration of a hummingbird, a thriftstore treasure, artist unknown

a photo of a tree during the autumn, taken by a friend in scotland

a woman in a glittery monarch butterfly-esque skirt. Art by Bella Pilar. This was another card from destina.

fourth column:

empty frame, TBD!! hopefully some @sassaffrassa art

art by local neighborhood child named Ronon

empty frame, TBD!

the Thor Love and Thunder poster is Jane wielding the hammer and part of @elipie's current roster of Marvel posters. I decided to put Ronon's art right next to it because I liked the swirl of red and blue together.

beneath the cut: some closeups of my thriftstore frames and the art I couldn't find online.

The bottom art here in the purple flower frame is Vyara Brennan's unicorn illustration. She's a mixed media artist and illustrator. I met her at an art festival and was captivated by all the texture and colors her work displayed. She and her friend seemed confused and surprised that I had stopped to make small talk. I had asked about her use of felt in the designs and her original characters which were quite varied and I misgendered several of them along the way with my questions but was happily corrected. It was a great conversation. I think a lot of people walked by without stopping to check out her table. She and her friend were extra surprised when I said I had to run to the ATM to get cash and I actually came back. So many her collages were so varied and complex with her original characters and chunky felt and other very tactile things that made my brain go happy. I got a number of art postcards of her various characters. She's loaded up her Etsy shop since I last checked, so you can have a look and see what's available. SHOP LINK. Also I really love this thriftstore frame with it!!

this is art by @aurumcalendula who sends me the most wonderful nature art. I have a ton aurum's colorful birds and other sketches in scrapbooks right now but I pulled this one out after noticing a green and nature theme from my layout design. I found this frame during one of my many excursions to thrift stores in the area. I love thrift store frames so much and was so happy to finally use this one.

art by Bella Pilar whose cards are so beautiful. I placed this specifically on the wall so it would catch the mid/late afternoon light and glitter nicely when I'm sitting at my desk. The words destina wrote me inside I have treasured for years, just like I have been treasuring destina's words since I read her Stargate fic a million years ago.

There was an art festival nearby a few months ago and I was heading over to check it out. I came across Ronon and his mom set up on a corner several blocks away and he had his own art out for sale. He couldn't have been more than 10 or 11. He and his mom were so surprised that I had stopped at all, let alone started asking him questions about what he had been making and being excited about it. In addition to some abstract watercolory pieces, he had this amazing 16x20 canvas featuring characters Among Us. He had such a strong figurative skills, I was really impressed. I didn't really have good wallspace for a canvas that big. I opted for two smaller abstract canvases and gave him a $20. By the look on his face I think I might have been his first ever sale. His mom was also so shocked that I bought something. I gave her my old art instagram to connect with me, I told them I could offer up some of my old art supplies if he ever ran out. I haven't heard back but that's alright. There had been a moderate amount of foot traffic of the neighborhood coming and going to the art festival but I got the impression that they had been ignored by everyone all morning. Which was sad because he was a cool little guy and his art was great.

so that is the art on my wall! I have many feelings about the art and managing to get!! it! UP!

art ❤️❤️❤️

#blogdora #artdora #art #art favorite #textpost

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lemon-wedges · 2 years ago

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Just wanted to ask (and feel free to not answer), but how do you draw so much so quickly? I'm always impressed by how fast you doodle or paint. Also, wanted to say that I appreciate your Barok and DGS art as a whole.

and with this ask i have finally reached an artist milestone 😭

Well theres a short answer and a REALLY long answer (which ill put under cut when i get there).

short answer: practice + refs

which.....can be an annoying thing to hear. And as someone who studies art and has bought a LOT of online courses trying to figure out how industry people can just churn out work like nothing. it feels like a let down every time i find out their big secret. just practice and photo refs. Every. Single. Time.

LONG ANSWER:

its how you studying your refs. heres how i do mine

sorry if this is rambly. but ill try my best to at least be clear. BUT THIS is the EXACT way i taught myself how to be quicker.

I do not know if youve taken any art classes but essentially one of the ways to study gesture drawing is by first tracing ur photo ref to get a sense of the flow/proportions of the body. youve probably seen a billion of these tutorials floating around:

So last year around hmmmm june/july? i was NOT looking to get better at my anatomy or gesture. i was actually trying to get better at clothes. but my problem was it took me so long to draw out a figure (which i was fine with cause i liked how my people looked at the time) that i could never really just focus clothing part.

So i told myself look. ur not looking to draw in this style like this forever. so for now SIMPLIFY SIMPLIFY SIMPLIFY!!!! I WANT THE BAREBONES OF A HUMAN HERE TO MAKE A MANIQUIEN FOR CLOTHES OK

but how do i do that....

Im gonna use this piece as an example from my rise and yosuke fashion palooza month. FIRST u see i got all my photo refs together. i like those poses on the right and i want to switch out the clothes for the other ones i picked out. i trace out my poses. kind of like the tutorial up top but since this is about draping i was focused the exact places their waist/arms/legs/etc would bend.

and like the tutorial u turn off the photo ref and do a drawing based off that traced piece.

then i would turn on my refs and add on my clothes

And after a month of just doing that over and over and over. i was surprised to find that figures and poses were so much easier to understand when i would break them down like this. and once u get familiar with them the faster and more confidently you'll draw them.

I and still do this btw. heres my otasune from the last week

i used photo refs for all my sketches. if i cant find anything online to match what i want i just take photos of myself. and some might say well arent u just relying on reference TOO much?

AND AGAIN take it from someone who has spend a lot of money buying classes from their fav artists in the industry. The Secret of how they churn out so much cool work so fast always turns out to be this. practice and photo refs.

Every. Single. Time.(tho this is omitting a lot. im not getting into like they way they stylize their art work. that actually the fastest and funnest thing to do once u have ur base down)

Now PAINTING

The thing is, i dont actually post up all my work on this blog. So theres a ton of stuff you havent seen me do. These are some paintings i did 2 years ago for a class.

I already know how to pick my values and set up lighting. When you see me painting my figures now. i am not focused on learning these basics im actually just honing a technique.

you might see me post readmores with these kinds of wips. I lay in all my colors and lighting with the lasso tool. ALL THE MAJOR DECSIONS ARE DONE HERE

(the little miniature i add on the side basically tells me what the overall feeling is going to be when i blend in the lineart to be cohesive with my colors) ( also if you had any questions on my prepainting process tho. feel free to ask!!!)

and if you compare this wip to my finished piece youll actually find that i dont stray that far from what i've laid in.

everything happening at THIS stage is about feeling out how i want the textures to blend with one another and getting funky with some brush strokes.

and thats it? im not sure if any of this is helpful but if anything. i hope you come away from this feeling like what ive been doing here is nothing special. "THATS IT???? THATS ALL THERE IS??? well i could have done that :T"

exactly man. you can do ALL OF THIS aND MORE!!! I BELIEVE IN U :D

but ill let this be the last thing i leave u with my friend: my barok sketch and the refs i used for his boobies

#asks #ITS A LONG BOI #art advice #?

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danganrhys · 2 years ago

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fanart for a scene in Paranormal Activity by sweezey the fic is so good yall please read it

fem komahina designs created by cmykeyz, (1)(2)

background images are free-to-use photos, (1)(2)

PROCESS BELOW

first sketch, done a few months ago

first rough sketch, struggled a lot with drawing hajime's ponytail as in cmykeyz' original designs so i used a shorter hairstyle (also based on one of their designs whoops...)

lineart... ignore me forgetting to hide the sketch in the last panel. also yes i used real life footage of me kicking my wall as a reference image

shading! fun fact, i have never made a comic page before so i was at a loss as to how to make the squares in a program like paint tool sai which isn't amazing with making lined shapes. so i just created the outline of the squares and put it over top of the entire drawing to separate the panels. also i just realized i forgot to add the action lines shown in the sketch to represent hajime spinning around... rip

and here is the first draft of the final product, I added komaeda's silhouette to the first panel because it wasn't clear enough what was going on. i decided to use photos for the background because i honestly didn't even know how to begin tackling them. they're not really accurate for the setting but the colors look somewhat cohesive so i don't really care :] also komaeda is supposed to look somewhat sarcastic in the last panel but im not sure it got across well... and the flushing on hajime is supposed to be mostly from alcohol. this took me a little over 4 hours to complete

real life footage of me drawing this (real) (not clickbait) (cryptid sighting)

#danganronpa #komahina #nagito komaeda #hajime hinata #genderbend #genderswap #r63 #fem komahina #fem komaeda #fem hinata #lesbian komahina #my art #art #wlw komahina #sapphic komahina

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xryosakeyx · 4 months ago

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Anyways, here's some random sketches related to the fic I finally can get around to posting 'cause it's a bunch! (These span from about three months, so yeah...) They don't really lean into heavy spoiler territory, so I thought it'd be safe to post them!

^Blawsth's champ (name's Lucille, if anyone cares...). First sketch is from earlier today and it's supposed to be of him in his youth. If you've read chapter one already, a specific detail that was made was that the Pokémon Ash is looking for pops up every thirty years or so, and let me tell you, a whole bunch of stuff happened within that time lol. The rest of the sketches were made in June, so I haven't drawn him in a good while. His whole thing was that I based him on shock-rockers and his backstory does take influence from that subset of performers. That comic in the last pic kind of gives ypu the idea of it, and that is if you can even read my stupidly tiny handwrit–

Okay, y'know what? Let me decipher it:

JAKE: You don't get it Ash, Lucille was banned from performing 'cause he went overboard!

ASH: Oh, really?

JAKE: That and he's the champ!

PIKACHU, as a tiny blob thing on Ash's shoulder, turning his back away from the camera as he sees a weird goth-thing from the distance: Pi.

JAKE: Ah! There he is, great eyes Pikachu! Lu-cille! Sign my autograph, please!!!

Alright, satisfied?

^Some gym leader stuff. First sketch is supposed to be of a double-battle gym where one specializes in water and the other with fire. Their main motif is that they're supposed to be treasure hunters, so their Pokémon are very agile in combat as they bounce back from one another. I'm still trying to work on their outfits a little, but their masks are supposed to be based on their aces which are (of course) more fakmons! Their names (right to left) are Lenny and Hans.

Second was two sketches I did of the grass specialist, Vendanna, who is an actor known for her stunts. The main challenge in her gym is the various status effects her Pokémon can create (mostly poison), so trainers should watch out!

Third is Lizzie who is supposed to be a ghost specialist. She tends to be very introverted, only popping up whenever the supernatural bells ring, but her Pokémon are the complete opposite and love getting other's nerves. I based her off trad-goth stereotypes because I feel like they're very underespresented in media, but yeah, she's basically Blawsth's personal "witch" and has more knowledge about the card game than most people (still unsatisfied with her boots though...). Also, her ears are pointed 'cause I felt like making them pointy :P

Also, BTW, these won't be the exact order of gym leaders Ash and co. have to deal with, I just felt like sharing them for now!

^Rivals. I unfortunately can't really share much of their story with you guys as their role leans into spoiler territory, so I'll keep it as brief as possible. First is named Cianna and seriously wants to be the The Very Best Like No One Ever Was™. Out of Blawsth of course. Alright, in all seriousness, as a childhood friend who had to move upstate years ago, she hoped to reunite with Miley, who is oddly very evasive towards her, which is quite sad because she never got around to say goodbye to her...And that is as much info I can actually share on the both of them as characters! Alright, onto the next one...

The second is named Urie and oh boy I seriously can not wait to finally introduce him to the story. If you can recognize who I nabbed his color pallete from, congratulations, you're still not really going any relevent story info until I actually write about it. Anyways, all you gotta know about this guy is that he has this smirk you just want to punch and he's annoyling very friendly, surprsingly enough. To an extent (I could only post this single sketch of him though as (A.) I was only going for the color pallet when it came to this set so I couldn't care less about the face... and (B.) I do have an entire page just dedicated to him because he's so absurd of a character to me, but unfortunately it's behind another page filled with sharpie sketches and if you guess anything from the third pic, it likes to bleed through a lot).

Third is Luka and not only is she a coordinator hailing from Unova but she also participates in gym matches as well! She also oddly wants Ash to step away from his companions, for some reason...Yeah, gotta keep things hush-hush, lol. Other than that, she's a very snarky individual, some might even compare her to an Ekans. Others...a more sinister Pokémon...(anyways, say hi to Lizzie again at the bottom corner! She's selling her a doll that doesn't even work, LOL!) (Also, I imagine this one with a Joisey accent!)

Anyways, that's as much as Tumblr will let me post without going over the image limit, so I'll go follow up with this post tomorrow! Your SOTD has been brought to you by, once again, Specimen! I keep thinking of this song in paticular when it comes to contest ideas, especially considering Blawsth's whole culture going a little bit overboard with it ever since Lucille was banned from performing.

#my art!#SP Renegade #fanfiction art #fanfic ocs #fakemon art #fakemon region #pokefic #ocs #trainer oc #sketches #goffic people...

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purpleglitch · 1 year ago

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I ramble for too long about my art (The post)

(Drawings here)

Thanks again to Nunki and Nov so much for pulling me out of art block 😭💕 I had so much fun drawing all of this and experimenting with poses and colors, etc. that I wouldn't have tried before this!! i'm so sorry this took like 2 months to finish there was lots of stuff going on but I finally finished it and i'm very happy how it all turned out. I made this post just to go through my thought process LMAO

DAY 1: Early SMP Days

This one was inspired by the "he asked for no pickles" meme and how in an early dsmp stream c!dream (in full enchanted netherite armor) asks c!george (half iron/diamond armor) to protect him with a crossbow while they go to l'manburg

At first this one was gonna be a quick drawing but then i got too invested into drawing the armor that it got out of hand and suddenly i had spent 2 days on that 💀

Also all the other drawings were gonna be like this one, a bit simple than what i usually do, but i got too invested x2 and ended up rendering(?) more the rest of drawings

C!dream is c!george's baby, like the cc's dynamic 👍

DAY 2: Objects of Affection

THE SHIELD DEMONS GOT ME 👹👹👹👹 also c!gnf keeps the mask even though it's a bit broken :3

C!gnf is a bit dirty because he doesn't shower, also he sleeps on the grass sometimes, he doesn't get sunburnt because XD protects him from that, also c!sapnap is the one that finds him like that and brings him back to kinoko

I think this is the drawing with most layers only because it was for setting the lighting

This one set the bar of how many details can i put on the next drawings haha got too silly and flew too close to the sun

DAY 3: Worship/Devotion

Inspired by religious imagery in renaissance paintings, they're very pretty and detailed and ohgggg i thought that aesthetic fit XDNF's dynamic ^_^

When I finished the drawing i added a canvas texture so it looked like the mentioned paintings' texture

The pose was so complicated but thankfully i hid all the weird anatomy under capes and hair(?) 🤭 and I have a mirror right next to my computer so i used myself as reference for the hands

The halo around c!gnf's head could be a reference to the headcanon of georgeeeHD existing and being another dsmp deity or also hinting at george's "destroying the smp" stream and how powerful and crazy insane he is!!! also the reflection of XD's halos on his eyes, they worship each other i think, xdnf makes my tummy hurt /pos

DAY 4: Visions/Dreams

Inspired by my weirdcore demons :3 i love that aesthetic so much

I did the error pop up on this custom generator!!

Saved a lot of time by making c!dream faceless since it would be covered by the pop up anyway, but it can also be symbolism for c!gnf not remembering his face or something crazy

I again used myself as reference for the hands i'm so cool and epic

Also I used a tutorial on how to make the vhs effect/chromatic aberration on paint tool sai and added grainy texture on the background for more spice :3

DAY 5: Reunion/Post-Nuke

I reused an old sketch of c!dnf side profile for this one, hashtag work smart not hard 😎 except i polished it and changed some stuff and now it looks way better than the old version

The concept was happy reunion, they're happy to see each other!! c!dnf good ending, i say in tears.

c!gnf touching the c!dritties :3 jk he's feeling his heartbeat, he can't believe he's real!!!

I had so much fun drawing the blood on the bandages and c!dream's scars, please zoom and admire them, it took so long,,,,

DAY 6: Roleswap

My demons..... my beloved rs au..... the posts i made some while ago were based on this drawing, i have a tag on my blog now for that au

RS!dnf wear matching chains!! also the concept for this drawing was that someone interrupted their make out session :3

Symbolism moment!! I like to draw characters with nail polish of the color it represents them, in this case green for dream and blue for george, but for this au, their colors are swapped: green for george and blue for dream, it symbolizes how their roles (king/knight) on that story are different and don't match with the canon. storywise, they're so in love they wanted to keep each other on themselves somehow so they exchanged nail polish colors

DAY 7: CC Roleplay/Cosplay

Sisyphus would be proud of me (<- almost gave up before drawing this), unironically i got demotivated when i finished day 6 so i took a break and then i went insane with this one

The concept was c!dnfies wearing cc!dnf outfits, dream specifically has so many outfit options but I ended up choosing the famous "dteam in madrid" outfit plus a cat beanie, and I couldn't find a fortnite jesus poster for george's shirt so i just found a silly cat pic and yeah ^_^

Thank you random twt user for the idea 👍

And that's it! I probably forgot to say some stuff more but i started to get anxious this post would be too long. Again thank you so much guys for being supportive over the wips i showed you and also being insane about c!dnf too 😭 <3

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knightyoomyoui · 2 years ago

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MoChaeng (Momo x Chaeyoung) - “Engraved Within Ourselves”

After nearly 4 months of not giving any update in this book, I'M BACK!

I'll be starting to update this as sooner as I can because I decided to give equal attention now on updating all of my books whilst trying to insert my hobby of writing stories on my free time between my schoolworks.

No more wasting time, let's get right into it with this newly made MoChaeng one-shot of mine nozesimp here's your request sis!

Momo has just completed serving a client of hers 45 minutes ago, which would only lead her to one remaining customer she needs to serve before she closes her tattoo shop.

To wait, she sat in front of her desk, eating some beef jerky while watching a dance performance of one of her favorite shows called "World Of Dance".

At the right timing, she was about to switch to another new video when she heard the bell on top of her steel door clang, signalling a movement coming from a person who must've opened it.

She looked to the side where she saw a short-heighted woman with blonde long hair wearing a white Calvin Klein sports bra, black fitted shorts, some pair of white sneakers and a black vest to top it all off.

Momo can't deny that this woman looks hella cool and... smoking hot. She has this chic aura that illuminated her just as when her eyes landed on her appearance.

The cool looking last customer of hers gently bowed at her in respect which Momo returned the same gesture as she stood up from her seat after turning off her phone.

"Hello, I would like to have a new tattoo."

"Sure ma'am, do you have a preferred design with you?"

Momo watched the woman tugged out some paper out of her pocket. She unfolded it and presented it to the artist.

Momo's mouth agaped when she saw the content of the paper she received.

It was an astounding drawing of a mermaid looking creature with some few strange additional features on it, and what got it very detailed was the inclusion of the colors on each parts.

"W-wow... did you draw this ma'am?", Momo said as her eyes still fixated at the drawing she's holding.

"Yes."

"I just wanna say that this is so impressive. I like how you sketched the design on your own."

"Thanks."

"So... do you have any specific body parts for me to place this on you?"

"My left shoulder please.", the blonde girl poked the spot she was referring.

"Alright. Well you can take a seat for a moment and fill these required information regarding our service today while I prepare all my equipments, is it fine to you miss?"

"No problem at all.", she shook her head.

"Okay. Thanks for being patient, I'll get things ready now.", Momo heads onto her tattoo room to organized everything she'll have to use while the customer sat on the vacant guest chairs placed in front of Momo's desk and started filling up the paperwork before scrolling down in social media as she waits.

Few minutes later, Momo has finally get everything settled. She only stepped once to call her customer as she can have her basically hear what she's about to say anyway because her place was just perfectly small.

"Miss, you can now come here."

The customer nodded in comply. She stood up and walked through the entrance of Momo's tattoo room where she roamed her eyes around to see some cabinets, a tattoo chair that kinda has a similarity to what is being used from getting a tooth removal by a dentist and a metal push-over table where all of the ink caps and the needle are laid perfectly.

"You can sit now on the chair, miss.", Momo instructed and the customer quickly followed.

"What's your name by the way, miss?"

"It's Son Chaeyoung, but you can just call me Chaeyoung."

"I'm Hirai Momo, you can call me just Momo too."

"Your name-"

"Yeah, I'm not Korean. Japanese, to be specific."

"That's interesting.", she ooh-ed and made her posture comfortable on the chair as Momo began wiping a rubbing alcohol on her skin. She took our some tiny bits of hair attached using a razor to ensure that the tattoo location would be very clean and smooth for her to draw.

Momo then sticked the stencil she made with Chaeyoung's picked design on it through her bare shoulder. She moistened it with water, swiping her fingertips across the surface of the stencil to press the stencil further on her skin before pulling it off, with its purple inks outlining the design now left on Chaeyoung's skin.

The outlining has started when Momo grabbed the needle with black ink contained inside, puncturing the skin of Chaeyoung who is just sitting relaxingly on the chair, since this isn't her first time taking a tattoo.

"You may be the first customer I ever encountered who gave me such a design illustrated with your own sketching.", Momo inserted a topic to talk about as to lessen the awkwardness filling around them.

"Oh? You serious?"

"Yeah. Most of them just shows it to me with their prepared images or they pick what they like through my book that consists of some different tattoo designs. But you... you're different to me.", Momo chuckled.

"Glad to be your most unique customer you ever had.", Chaeyoung smiled at the information.

"I just moved on to that apartment there at the corner of the street few days ago. I was exploring the new surrounding to get accustomed of then luckily, I found this tattoo shop of yours which I decided to take a visit and try."

"Oh there? So you only live near from here then."

"Yeah. I guess we're neighbors now?", she shrugged.

"Oh no no, my shop is just located here but my house is two streets away.", Momo denied.

"Ahhh okay.", Chaeyoung pursed her lips. "You know, good thing I discovered this place. Looking nice from inside out."

"I'm thankful that you decided to give my business a try.", Momo grinned.

"All fine here. Perhaps this won't be the last of me visiting here. I'm liking the service of yours so far.", Chaeyoung smirked which costed a blush from Momo.

"Will do anything f-for my customers to be satisfied, that's why.", Momo sheepishly remarked.

Momo finished outlining the design before switching a machine to use for the next procedure which is coloring and shading.

"If that so then I'll be happy to be your regular customer.", Chaeyoung said in a jokingly manner despite being real with it.

Momo sweared that this girl doesn't fail to make her smile easily whenever she speaks which gives her a very nice feeling of communicating with her.

Now that it urged her to continue talking with her, she proceeded their flow of conversation with another topic. "So, Chaeyoung... it seems like you love drawing."

"Ofcourse. That's the skill I have which I mostly use as my hobby."

"We're just the same then. That's why I built this to use my artistic ability for a better purpose... through tattooing."

"Great idea you have there, Momo. Because of that, well for sure you are definitely earning some rightful amount of money these days."

"Yup. Enough to make my stomach full as always by buying food.", Momo giggled which Chaeyoung snorted at her revelation.

After half an hour later, Momo successfully placed a new tattoo for Chaeyoung after she completed the coloring of the design.

"Here you go. It's done."

Chaeyoung peeked at her shoulder and she was impressed at Momo flawlessly copied the sketch she wanted to imprint on her skin as a new tattoo to flex.

"Woah, this looks just like what I gave you!", Chaeyoung stated in awe as she admired her new fresh tattoo. She reaches for her phone and captured her shoulder to post it later on her social media account, also planning to mention Momo's business to recommend also to others in repay for good service.

"You did a great job, Momo. I loved it."

"I'm so happy to hear that you feel like it, Chaeyoung. Thank you so much."

Momo grabbed the ointment on the table and opened it, scooping some little amount as she smeared it all over the fresh tattoo to prevent infection.

The bandage was placed next as she wrapped it, treating it as if like just a wound that's needed a first aid treatment.

Momo taped it to end her duty for Chaeyoung who raised herself up from the chair, adjusting her coat before both of them walked out of the room.

Chaeyoung passed the signed papers to Momo including the payment for that particular type of design. Momo returned her the change.

"Thank you once again for coming, Chaeyoung. You're such a big help too. I actually only needed one last customer to wrap up everything here."

"Is that so? Well, good thing I did. A fair benefit for the both of us.", Chaeyoung beamed. "Thank you also for your service and it's nice to meet you too, Momo. You got me hooked on this now girl, I'll be visiting here from now on whenever I feel taking a new one."

"I'll be here always to give you what you want, Chaeyoung.", Momo smiled.

"Just call me Chae, consider this as we know each other now so might as well let's be comfortable with the name calling."

"Oh okay. Then Momoring would be fine for me too."

"Got it. Soooo.... wait what's your age?"

"26"

"Oh... i'm 23, so that makes you my unnie then.", Chaeyoung realized. "Back to what I was really to say uhm, can I get the name of your shop if by any instances, you made a profile in social media?"

"I did. It's also named Peach's Tattoo Place."

Chaeyoung typed it on the e-note in her phone. "There. I have it. I'll tag you on my post later, maybe I can attract some friends of mine to try coming here too."

"I appreciate the consideration, Chae. Thank you. Really, I am."

"No problem, Momo-unnie. You deserve it.", Chaeyoung flashed a thumbs up. Momo smiled at the younger's honorific mention.

"I have to go home now, bye Momoring!"

"Bye Chaeyoung. Take care!", both of them waved their hands at one another as Chaeyoung opened the door and exited the place, leaving Momo all alone again.

"Her personality amongst her looks just fits on her. Lucky to met a great person like her today.", Momo spoke to herself as the images of her first moments together with Chaeyoung appeared in her mind.

She smiled of it before heading on to clean all her equipments so that she can finally go home and rest.

THE NEXT DAY

Momo presented the inside of her bag to the guard before thanking and greeting him a good morning as she entered the dance studio.

Walking down in the lobby, a woman catches her presence around and excused herself to a staff she's talking just to catch on Momo.

Momo sensed that someone was walking alongside her, and when she looked who it is; she recognizes her immediately.

"Hey, Sakura."

"Hi, Momo-unnie. This is your first day being a solo instructor in your class, right?"

"Sadly, yes.", Momo's smile wore off in her face. It made her remember again that her previous co-dance instructor recently resigned in the studio with her decision all cleared up that she wants to spend her time now mostly with her husband that she's now engaged with.

"I'm gonna miss Sana teaching beside me but... it is what it is. What matters is that she told me we'll be keeping in touch still."

"Well that's good to know, unnie.", Sakura responded positive. "You got this unnie! C'mon don't forget that you're the best dancer we ever have here. Alone or not, you can ensure that those students will improve because of your masterful teaching."

"Hey hey, easy with the praises Sakura-chan.", Momo halts her friend's rapid-fire compliments which earned a bubbly laughter to her. "I may be the best if that's what you all can see me, but still it's way better than to have someone be there on your side to help you. I mean, I still feel quite nervous that I can't handle all 40 students by myself since this is my first time."

"I hope they can find someone for me though.", Momo added as she spoke it with pure hopefulness.

"It can be sooner or later, but as you wait I know you'll try your best to teach those students of yours very well. Fighting unnie!"

"Thanks, Sakura-chan. But before I do that, I gotta cheer up them first. They may still bringing the news with heavy sadness knowing that one of their favorite teacher is gone.", Momo elicited a tight-lipped smile. "Class won't go smoothly if those students has their mood aren't in good condition."

Momo paused at the door in front of her dance practice room as she turned around to see Sakura stopped walking and stood behind her. "I'll be going in. Thanks for lifting my spirit, Sakura-chan."

"Hehe, always for my big oneechan! Fighting!", she raised her fist up with jolly.

"Fighting!", Momo did the same gesture.

Sakura patted Momo's shoulder before walking back to the lobby to leave Momo who entered her class where her students are just talking with each other, some were focused on their cellphones or playing a random game together to keep theirselves entertained while waiting.

They all noticed Momo's arrival in the room, making them all stand up and greet their respected instructor with a bow.

"Hello and good morning Momo-senpai!"

"Hello and good morning too class. You may now sit down.", she told as she placed her bag on top of her large speaker.

3 HOURS LATER

Momo was busy guiding her students the dance choreography of the chorus part for NewJean's OMG when the lesson got interrupted with few knocks on the door.

She looked around and there, she saw her sister Hirai Hana, the founder of Hirai Dance Company standing there with her gym attire.

"Psst, Momoring. Can I give you a moment?", her sister asked her.

The class saw the higher up, immediately providing a polite greeting and a bow to her which made Hana smile sweetly.

"Thank you class, good morning to you all too."

"What's up, oneechan?"

"Seems like this is my first time seeing you teaching by yourself. Sana parted ways with the company, right?", Hana said. Momo nodded sadly which was contagious since the students felt down hearing about that.

"Sooo since you don't have a co-instructor together with you... then that only mean one thing, and that is to find a new replacement for you.", Hana pointed her hand at her little sister. The class began reacting with some fascinating oohs and others whispering to each other.

"But thankfully, we have one fully set for you, sis."

"Already?"

"Yeah, you know I can't stand seeing you do much of a hardwork to probably cause stress in you.", Hana said, making Momo feel touched at how caring her sister like she always is. "So I made a phone call last night with somebody to accept her application and just earlier this morning, she signed the contract and I let her begin today as our new member of the company.", Hana narrated.

"And right now, she's with me.", Hana glanced to her side. Momo along with her whole class wondered who might that be since that person is hiding from the wall beside the door, maybe to build anticipation.

"You can now show yourself to them."

Hana instructed to that someone and it followed, slowly revealing herself to everyone.

Momo's eyes widened in surprise when she initally recognized the lady who just stood beside her sister.

And when the latter had eye contact to Momo, she shared a same reaction as her.

"Momoring, this is Son Chaeyoung, the new replacement for Sana as your co-instructor for your class.", Hana introduced Chaeyoung to her. Little does her older sister know that she already met the woman beside her yesterday as her customer in the tattoo shop.

"H-hi, I-I'm Hirai Momo... pleased to meet you.", she stuttered, trying to disguise herself like she haven't know Chaeyoung yet.

Chaeyoung on the other hand, was stiffling her laughter to burst out at how Momo looked ridiculous on her pretend.

All she just did is to bow after at her too.

"I'll leave her to you now, sis. I still have class to teach.", Momo and Hana exchanged nods at one another before she urged Chaeyoung to enter the room.

Slowly walking towards Momo who playfully bounced her eyebrows, making her snigger; both of them faced the students.

"Class, you heard what my sister said, Miss Son here will join us offically as our new co-instructor. So please, take care of her and treat her with kindness and respect just like what you guys do to me okay?", Momo said to the class who are listening attentively.

"Yes, Miss Hirai!", the class chanted.

"Your turn, Chae.", Momo encouraged, patting her on the wrist.

"Nice to meet you everyone, don't worry and scared from me. I am very willing to interact and get to be close with everyone of you and I promise that as provider of Teacher Momo's assitance, I will do my best to help you all improve your dancing skills to become a talented dancer or better, to be just like us who can teach their own dance class in the future. Sounds good, class?"

"Yes, Miss Son!", the whole class agreed.

"Okay, all of you can rest for a while. Me and Miss Son will just talk okay?", Momo directed.

As the class now on the break, she and Chaeyoung faced to each other while holding a similar hilarious and flabbergasted expression to each other.

"What a coincidence, huh. I never expected that we will meet again Chae."

"Yeah same here. Just... how? Wait, you work here but... what about the tattoo shop of yours?", Chaeyoung confusedly asked.

"Ahh. That? Doing tattoos like what we talked yesterday, my hobby. Consider it as my side job and... this, being here as a dance instructor is actually my main job these days.", Momo elaborated.

"Ohh... now that makes sense.", Chaeyoung finally got enlightened. "And the CEO... she's your sister?"

"Mmmhmm. Hana's my older sister and the founder of the company. I decided to help her run the business so... I volunteered to be the CEO and she's gladly agreed."

"Ahh. Well that means it makes your full name to be Hirai Momo.", Momo nodded and smiled shyly at Chaeyoung's statement. "You know, I'm amazed at how talented you are. You were using both of it to earn money and be successful which is undeniably a great idea and very useful to be honest."

"Thanks. I guess I could say the same as you. I figured you were doing commissions also for sketches in your account.", Momo nearly lowered her volume in the end when she observed Chaeyoung's astounded emotion emerge.

"I-I just got to stalk your profile in curiosity, that's why... hehe."

"Ohh no problem, Momoring. I will do the same if I were you anyway.", Chaeyoung assured which Momo heaved a sigh in relief.

"Shall we head out to cafeteria to eat lunch together? I'll introduce you around here too after if you want."

"Sure, why not.", Chaeyoung giggled as she accepted Momo's offer.

They head out after and walked through the hallway as they continued talking on their way to the cafeteria.

1 AND A WEEK MONTH LATER

"Watch guys okay? In 3... 2.. 1.", Momo clicked the remote to play again the part of the song for the nth time.

She and Chaeyoung were currently teaching the dance choreo of 'Shape Of You' by Ed Sheeran to their students as their next challenge to sample a sexy / hot concept using the given song.

They were at the final chorus now so they had make the student pay attention to their moves because they already stated that the most important part they will anticipate is how impactful they're gonna end their choreo of the song.

All of the students are sitting on the floor quietly as they witness Momo and Chaeyoung return to their respective positions just as when the song started to play again.

C'mon be my baby cmon...

I'm in love with the shape of you After the beat drop, Momo and Chaeyoung stepped parallel to one another with their one foot advancing along to their arm which swayed sideward.

We push and pull like a magnet do Both of them stood aside with each other, Chaeyoung faced her back to Momo. They moved like what the line said, waving their bodies forward and backward with Momo clutching Chaeyoung's shoulder as if she's the one guiding Chaeyoung to join with her flow.

Whilst doing it, their other hand was laid on top of their thigh whose leg is pursed forward than the other. They did for like 3 streak of flows.

Although my heart is falling too In in love with your body

Chaeyoung switched where her front body is now directed at, now on her right side where she's now clearly visible by all of the students who are watching in awe.

Her right angle now in front of Momo, they both rotated their head clockwise while ensuring that some of their hair will scatter around their face to make it even look hotter with their hand on their nape as it followed the spin.

After that, Chaeyoung paused, leaning her back with the support of her arm standing at Momo's thigh which was pushed forward beside her before she advances her body as if she's falling, but Momo catched her by hooking her arm around her waist then pulled her back.

As Chaeyoung's whole front now presented to her arms as she's almost carrying her, she leaned her face very close to the younger's face with earned a loud shriek from the students as it seemed from them that they were about to kiss at that shot.

Last night you were in my room And my bedsheet smells like you Everything 's we're discovering something brand new I'm in love with your body

Momo assisted Chaeyoung to stand up before both faced the students again with Chaeyoung still in front of Momo.

Chaeyoung bended on her knees as Momo traced her back with a swipe touch before Chaeyoung swept away to switch on Momo's side to the left.

They did the same body wave thingie again in tandem before striking their body forward in sync with their fist clenched on their chest then spreaded apart as if it got knocked from the impact of their body.

Momo slowly kneel behind Chaeyoung as both her hands are on each side of her co-instructor's body figure like she's tracing its curves downwards to signify the line before it goes to the chorus of "ooh aahs" in the background.

Once again, the very entertained student sounded their astonishment at the move especially when Chaeyoung helped Momo get up but cupping her chin and nearly getting it close on her face before she gently pushed Momo to give her space as they began dancing at the adlib.

Everything's we're discovering something brand new I'm in love with the shape of you Momo spun Chaeyoung, tugging her arm before spinning her towards her and ended the song with them being very close to one another as Momo stared at Chaeyoung's face with her hand on the back of her head and the latter's own located on her lower back.

The students erupted as the choreography has finally finished but Momo stayed for more seconds to unconsciously admire how actually beautiful Chaeyoung's face is.

It like she got lost in transition on returning quickly back to her senses when her eyes wanted to take a look more at the younger's unique beauty.

Those cute small strawberry smelled lips, pinchable nose, plump cheeks, black orbs in her eyes as if it contains it's own universe for Momo to float within the deeper she got sucked on the black hole of a stare she's having.

Her clear white shining skin, strands of golden blonde hair in her bangs blocking off some area in her forehead but doesn't disturb her features; probably even more contributing as it seems.

Everything about her is just... surreal. Momo never got stuck at the view like this. Chaeyoung's definitely a unique one.

She never knew that the one thing she wanted to feel someday was beginning to increase distributed by the arising beats of her heart which at the same time, joining the timing of the students who are about to tease her and Chaeyoung in three seconds.

"YIEEEEEEEEEEE", all students chanted, effectively breaking Momo's drowning in her thought as reality attracted her back inside.

She slowly blinked her eyes before it widened as she realized that she was still having Chaeyoung very close to her.

Because of her doing, Chaeyoung was actually fazed for a while too as she joined Momo taking her time to look closely more on their faces.

Just like Momo, Chaeyoung was amazed and attracted at Momo's own possessed beauty.

Basically, the two were just pouring compliments in their heads as it results only for their hearts to beat rapidly with an unknown strange feelings for each other.

Momo takes off her hand very fast away from Chaeyoung who fakely coughs at what just happened.

"S-sorry. I got spaced out.", Momo apologized.

"It's fine. Me too.", Chaeyoung said with a timid smile, glancing quick at Momo before looking away in shame.

They both looked at the students whom they realized that they were all teasing them both, doubling the embarassment they feel.

"TEACH, THAT WAS INTENSE!"

"YIEEE MISS SON AND MISS HIRAI WERE REALLY FEELING IT!"

"THAT STARE WAS TOO HOT, UNNIES!"

"LOOK, MOMO-NOONA'S FLARING RED!", one of the male students pointed his finger at Momo who's face looked exactly as what he's saying.

Chaeyoung along with the rest all looked at Momo and when they noticed that the youngster is correct, Chaeyoung grinned and chuckled awkwardly while the students had their jaw dropped and made a teasing smirk and sounds again at the helpless Japanese woman.

"I-it's not what you think, guys okay?!", Momo tried to reason out. "I'm just getting too brought on with your teasings that makes me shy now!"

Momo tried to fan her face with her hand before covering it. Chaeyoung patted Momo's shoulder which caused her to shook in shiver at the touch.

"S-sorry... agh these kids really made me so embarassed right now."

"They're just playing around, unnie. Let them be.", Chaeyoung eased.

Momo sighed for a few counts before fighting back to her students.

"That's it, playtime's over. Did you all memorized the steps we just did?", she asked which thankfully made the students become silent and return from being serious again.

"Yes, Miss Hirai."

"Good, again as reminder; we'll be waiting for your performances on the evaluation day okay? You guys still have one week available to practice it so do your best to earn the best duo to be graded next week. Are we clear?"

"Yes, Miss Hirai!"

"Okay. Prepare your things now, class dismissed. Good job everyone.", Momo clapped to urge the rest to join her too before they minded their own business.

Returning to her bag, Momo was asked by Chaeyoung who's also placing her things back inside. "A penny for thoughts inside your head earlier Momoring?"

Momo was startled, forming a blush again as she knew from what she can clearly remember that the only thing filling up her mind was just all about Chaeyoung.

"N-nothing relevant. I just craved instantly for jokbal that i'm thinking to have it as my dinner tonight, I guess.", Momo pretended not to be guilty on the truth.

"Oh... okay. Guess you were that hungry again that you were almost imagining me as a jokbal for you to eat.", Chaeyoung joked but she felt Momo's weirded look at her, she had a late realization of what her words also meant like.

"I-I mean no other thing, I'm just talking about... j-jokbal as y-your dinner like... yeah, what you s-said...", Chaeyoung stuttered in complete embarassment before quickly went for the speakers to be turned off just so she can break the awkward tension going on between her and Momo.

"Pft. Pabo.", Momo muttered before she fixed back her belonging.

Chaeyoung didn't fail to catch that which she gave herself a facepalm because of it before giving Momo a sour look secretly when she recalled what she heard from Momo.

"Heh. Liar.", she rolled her eyes and flipped her hair sassily.

ONE WEEK LATER

All of the students left the building and some went home already after the class, with Chaeyoung and Momo remained still on the dance practice room to rest since both were kind of lazy yet to leave.

While Chaeyoung was sketching on her paper pad, she could hear Momo's soft groaning and grunting sounding like she's in pain as she stretches and touches her back and her legs before she returned scrolling on the phone.

Chaeyoung's concern was set on just in case until she got the sign that there's something wrong with Momo, hearing again that same groans for the second time.

Stopping her sketch, she stood up from the couch and walked near at Momo who got alerted at her presence.

"Does your legs and back hurt?"

"Yeah... it got too stiff today. Goddamn irritates me with the numbing sensation it makes.", Momo said while twitching her face in pain.

"Allow me to give you a massage then"

"You sure?"

"Mmhmm I want to help. You made me worried about you.", Momo nearly exposed her blush about to form in her cheeks when she heard it.

"Okay. Permission granted, cub.", Momo called Chaeyoung with her other nickname she created for her.

Chaeyoung smiled as she went for her bag to grab out her small bottle of pain reliever ointment that she always bring with her only when she's going for class if it gets handy... like the situation right now but it's not her who needs it but someone who she would really love to help anytime.

Chaeyoung rushed back on Momo with the bottle now on her hand.

"Uhh unnie... mind if you take off your shirt so that I can apply it further into your back?", Chaeyoung cautiously persuaded. She knew that her request would be not that quite easy since she's just telling Momo to expose her upper body that includes also her one of her private area which is her breasts.

She may be a girl if you'll look at her but Chaeyoung has gone to be a lesbian all because of that particular woman who made her be like this from weeks ago.

"O-oh okay.", Momo shyly complied.

Momo tugged her t-shirt up as she unwears it, revealing her well-built upper body that has a incredible 6 pack abs she earned from working out as well as her... well Chaeyoung doesn't want to include it but it's too hard to ignore and resist.

Momo does have a perfectly sized pair of pillows which are being contained by her white sports bra, she confirmed it in her thoughts which got her heated for a moment.

Scratching out of it to avoid luring it into a much pervy way, Chaeyoung commanded Momo to lay down on the couch with front first to the cushion.

Chaeyoung poured some ointment and rubbed it in her hands to create a friction which would somehow provide an increased temperature to the liquid to give a much relaxing feeling when it got applied.

She began massaging the muscle near her waists then moved it through the middle where her spinal cord is connected, as her hands grinded and pressed further onto her skin gently.

Momo on the other hand, was eliciting some refreshed whimpers and sighs; some went a bit too much as if she sounded like she's moaning, making Chaeyoung tensed up and return that familiar heat cursing through her body to react.

Trying to maintain her composure she instead focused more on massaging Momo's back. Once she was done, she went next for her pair of numbing legs which Chaeyoung was fighting again from not getting purely distracted by Momo's erotic-like noises.

"You can rest it now for a while, Momoring.", Chaeyoung said, declaring that her massage has finished.

"Thanks, Chae."

"Welcome."

Momo raised her body back up to wear her shirt easily, making Chaeyoung unaware at herself that she got a bit disappointed by it.

As Chaeyoung returned the bottle back in her bag, Momo speculated it differently which made her a bit afraid at the possibility.

"A-are you going home now, Chae?"

"Nah. I'll finish my sketch first and... I suppose, to stay with you more so you won't get bored.", Momo smiled at Chaeyoung's considerate act.

"Good, because I... I want to talk with you about something...", Momo started to become nervous. She prepared herself for this moment to come.

To confess her feelings to Chaeyoung.

Momo was already having secret deep admirations for Chaeyoung as it became too obvious for her too with the help of her friend Sakura and her sister Hana contributing with the evidences that aligns to her point to prove it as fact.

She was discreetly eyeing Chaeyoung whenever she has her back faced on another direction away from her, can't handle the urge to do it caused by her grown perspective to the younger as her crush.

She was already admiringly doing it by watching her teach and dance along with complimenting her looks silently, and when it's not; she only covers it with either a joke or a reason just to save herself from not getting too showy.

Lastly, she always gets to build a desire to be with her throughout most of the time.

That's how Momo has became when she fell in love with her friend and co-instructor Son Chaeyoung.

"What is it?", Chaeyoung curiously asked. She sat on the floor, looking at her.

Momo heaved a breath before turning her eyes back at the tiny cub in front of her.

She looks so cute, she said in her mind; doing her habit again.

"Remember last week when the students teased us because of me ended up staring at you when I got spaced out, making it seem for them like we're lovers attracted at our immense contact?"

"Y-yeah, what about t-that?", Chaeyoung gulped after.

"I... I want to clarify something about it.", Momo stopped as she checked her courage again whether she can still do this.

It was still going fine, so with no other hesitation; she proceeded.

"Which is?"

"About my words of denial that the students were saying to me aren't correct."

Chaeyoung squinted her eyes, slightly not getting where is she going with this.

"C-chae... those were lies. W-what they're saying... I took it willingly because... it wasn't an accident.

I did it on purpose. I had to stare at your face while I... compile all my praises regarding how precious your face to be admired so much.

B-because... it was me being... head over heels for you, Chaeyoung. I had grown a fond of liking you more than the boundary of us being friends.

So in simple terms, I have a crush on you, Chaeyoung.", Momo confessed.

Chaeyoung was left speechless. She didn't know what to respond about the unexpected confession Momo just did of being her secret admirer for this whole week.

"I had to make up my reasons because I-I just don't want you to find out and the whole class yet, I guess? Because if I had to instead, m-maybe... you won't take it nicely and... and... you might set your gap from me of not seeing you only as a friend anymore since maybe y-you don't feel the same as me.", Momo frowned.

Chaeyoung's mouth parted as she felt pity at what Momo was thinking around that time.

"I don't know when this all started but being around with such a wonderful person whose not only her personality makes her special than the others but her captivating beauty that I got too attached in for my heart to start developing this strange feeling they call love were all enough to me to tell it to myself and to let you know why.

So... yeah. That's all. I'll be accepting whatever your answer will be. Whether you re-"

Momo didn't got to continue her words when suddenly Chaeyoung lunges onto her a wrapped her in a tight hug which made her completely taken aback.

"C-Chae?"

"I knew it."

"Ehh?"

"You were lying, Momoring. I called it already way before you were able to verify it.", Chaeyoung whispered which surprises Momo.

"From the way how you look at me especially those rough, foolish defense of yours just doesn't perturbing the same as what you were actually feeling for me when you did that last week.

And because of that, I blame it for you passing it on me too.

Now I just feel the same as you, Momoring.", Chaeyoung admitted that she reciprocates Momo's confession.

"T-that means...? Y-you..."

"Yeah. I like you too, unnie. You progressed further for me to began treating you as my crush also.", Chaeyoung giggled.

Unbeknownst to Momo, during all of those signs she did which were unaware of her at that time; Chaeyoung went on to secretly give her the same as what she's doing whenever Momo would set off her focus at her after.

They were literally just exchanging gestures but they didn't know about it, not until today.

Momo grew a wide grin on her face as it made her very happy to know that Chaeyoung fortunately's in love with her too, enabling to made her less scared of being rejected anymore.

"Thank you for welcoming my feelings in return, Chae. I would be very lucky to have you as my girlfriend.", Momo compressed the petite figure of this younger woman in her arms more for a tighter and warmer embrace.

"I never knew before how delightful it must've felt being called as your lover's girlfriend. Now... it was turned to be possible, and I can't ask for a better thing than to only have you be the one who has the rights to do so for me."

Chaeyoung seperated from the hug as she looked intently at Momo, sandwiching her dazzling yet adorable face with her baby hands. "Thank you for being my first romance, Momoring... and I hope you'll be the last too."

"And I hope in the future I'll not only get to call you as my girlfriend... but as my wife also.", Momo added.

Chaeyoung nodded as she liked-no- loved the idea of it.

Without hesitation, Chaeyoung pulled Momo's head closer to her to perform a sweet, hypnotizing, passionate kiss, sealing their confession and greeting the new chapter of their lives together as an official couple.

ONE YEAR AND FOUR MONTHS LATER

Momo parked her car to the front of her... or should I say... THEIR tattoo shop. Peach and Strawberry's Tattoo Paradise

Momo decided to make Chaeyoung as the owner also of her own beloved second business.

Opening the steel door with bunch of plastic bags full of groceries, she entered the place which greeted her with a loud symphony of hilarious laughs coming from the other side of the interior.

Momo chuckled and whispered a "what the hell?" at the sound echoing throughout the placeas she placed the bags on top of her desk.

She flipped the "YES, WE'RE OPEN' sign hanging on the door into "SORRY, WE'RE CLOSED" before approaching the source of where that laughter came from.

Swaying the curtain aside, her lips curved higher and shoulders fell when she saw Chaeyoung's friend-which became hers also- named Somi bursting out another sequence of laughter with her fiancee' trying her best to maintain her client from being relaxed.

To inform you, Chaeyoung and Momo are now engaged last February; in which Momo proposed to Chaeyoung exactly at their 9th date scheduled in Valentines Day.

They are set to be married next month, on Chaeyoung's birthday in specific. She just wants to make her strawberry princess to be happy, that's it.

"OH- OH MY GOD... I- AAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA CHAE STOP! IT TICKLES!", Somi said as she hysterically reacted at Chaeyoung piercing the needle onto her skin.

"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, JEON SOMI CALM YOUR ASS DOWN! AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN STOP? I'M ABOUT TO FINISH THIS SO HOLD IT!", Chaeyoung slapped her friend's stomach after.

She then saw her fiancee' Momo standing near the curtain with a mix of amused and perplexed expression im her face at the sight.

"What the heck, Somi-ya? Are you a masochist or what?"

"This bitch has no right to be very scared at taking a tattoo first when all she did was to treat the needles as if a goddamn feather that tickles her hard.", Chaeyoung glared at her friend Somi who was recovering from her exhaustion of laughing her ass off.

"A new record for me then. My very first encounter of a client being felt tickled throughout the whole tattoo progress in her first time instead of getting intensely hurt.", Momo snapped her fingers at the achievement.

"Welcome back love.", Chaeyoung said before focusing back on finally ending Somi's suffering.

"Hiiii~", Momo replied, sitting confortably on the another spare chair.

As expected, Somi laughed hard again for the nth time before earning a not so strong slap on the face from Chaeyoung who is successfully done tattooing her wrist.

"I'm done you crazy ass.", she said to Somi who slowly breathe and regained her strength.

"T-thanks bestie.", Somi responded. "Hey, I didn't know that tattoo would turn out to be a pleasure for me in my first time okay?"

"Aish just admit you have a very low pain tolerance.", Somi just giggled at it like it belongs on her advantages.

"Hi Momo-unnie!"

"Hi Somi-ya! Thanks for stopping by."

"No biggie, glad to help you guys earn more money today.", she boastfully said before standing up after Chaeyoung finished pasting the bandage on her fresh new tattoo.

"Where did you went?"

"Grocery."

"Oh okay.", she said as she lend her payment to her friend in return for the service.

"Hey, congrats on the engagement my unnies.", she lifted Chaeyoung's hand where her engagement ring that Momo gave was inserted on her finger.

"Appreciated it, Somi-ya."

"Thanks, bestie.", Chaeyoung fist bumped Somi.

"I'll be supporting you both always, you two deserve to be together and I'm happy that you see yourselves as the right person for each other.", Somi added.

"You know what, take this as our gratitude for that fluttering message if yours, Somi-ya.", Momo opened her mini cabinet below her desk and took out something from it.

Somi's eyes enlightened when she saw Momo giving her a pretty sealed red and pink colored envelope.

She opened it and read its contents with amused emotion building up in her face.

"See you at our wedding, Somi-ya.", Chaeyoung gently shaked her bestfriend's body.

Somi looked at her with teary eyes and hugged her after. "Awwww thank you guys! I'll be attending, mark my words. I have to, okay?!", Somi said with a pumped up tone.

"Yeah, you better have to or else... friendship over."

"Not gonna let that happen, Penelope.", Somi called her bestfriend using her own custom nickname she created for Chaeyoung after they both once watched Wreck It Ralph together and saw some similarities of the character there with her bestfriend.

"I'll be heading home now, bye unnies!"

"Bye!" "Be safe, Somi-ya."

As Somi exited and closed the door. Chaeyoung walked through the desk where Momo lifted all the bags again to present the newly bought grocery items to her.

"Do you have it?", Chaeyoung interrogatively asked.

"Always.", Momo winked as she revealed a tray full of strawberries to her lover who is obssessed at it.

"Yayyy!", she kissed Momo's cheek before opening it and quickly took a piece to her mouth for a chew.

"Momoring..."

"Hmm?"

"Can you help me with something?"

"Do you really have to ask me that, dear? Ofcourse I will."

"Sorry.", Chaeyoung apologetically smiled. "So... I have this problem of not being able to choose what design I should put as a new tattoo on me. Can you help me with it, love?"

Momo became silent as she started running the ideas and construct it piece by piece until she had one to go.

"I already know."

"Tell me."

"No need. Just watch, I bet you'll like it.", Momo smiled before they entered the tattoo area together.

Chaeyoung sat on the tattoo chair as she waited for her lover to transfer her planned design on the stencil.

Now bringing it with her, Momo laid it on Chaeyoung preferred spot this time: her chest.

She began tracing the text with black ink on the needle. It only took not more than 10 minutes before she finally finished it right away.

"Take a look.", Momo insisted.

Chaeyoung went in front of the full body mirror and to her astonishment, she gasped until it transformed into a soft smile full of heartwarming and touching feeling.

In her chest labeled a text of Moml's name written both in English, Korean and Japanese all stacked together. Alongside was a cute small peach and the other one was what it looks like to be a wedding ring.

"You were wrong."

Momo got befuddled.

"Eh?"

"I don't just like it, I love it Momoring.", Chaeyoung turned around and beamed a bright smile on the Japanese.

In return and also joining with the idea, Momo took the turn next as Chaeyoung tattooed her name also in three translated into three different languages, with a small strawberry this time as her representative design on Momo's chest.

They both looked at their own tattoos admiringly after.

Momo grabbed Chaeyoung's hand and kissed the engagement ring she has on her finger before placing one also on the top.

"Now that our names are now engraved within ourselves, I promise that just like these tattoos... my love for you won't go away forever even if we die, and will stuck by you whenever you go, Chaeyoung.", Momo smiled sweetly at her lover.

"And rest assured that I will do the same for you in our whole run of relationship, Momoring. I love you."

"I love you too.", they proclaimed their blooming romantic feelings for each other.

Momo and Chaeyoung then kissed straight on the lips before cleaning up the whole space as they prepare to go home.

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