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[michi-chelle-draws]

Inkuary is over! I know I missed two days, but considering I’m so lazy I’ve never done a challenge like this before, I’m surprised I even made it past day 5. Inkuary was.....it was a lot. It was an entire rollercoaster, like the first week was great, second week was pretty good, then we start hitting the third and fourth weeks and I was struggling pretty badly. My sketchbook is falling apart, three brush pens have died, and my pencil is now the size of my pinky lmao. But I’m glad I did it~

I wanted to do Inkuary for a few main reasons: 1) to get back into drawing after a long hiatus, 2) to start off 2019 with good habits, 3) to get my art blog going, and 4) to rekindle my love for drawing. My goal was basically to have fun (hence, all the fan art.....I was really inspired lmao) and not push myself to do anything except draw something every day. And I wanted to sort of log my experience by posting these drawings here. These Inkuary drawings aren’t great, some are just downright mediocre, but here they are. Drawing doesn’t come to me as effortlessly as I’d like it to, even for simpler drawings, but hey, I found out that it’s possible to at least sketch every day even if it’s trash. And it’s okay if it’s trash.

I’ve learned many things during this month. I’ll talk about three main ones here. First, I don’t think I want to draw for a living. I can write a whole essay as to why, but for this I’m just going to say that as much as I love drawing, I can’t see myself doing it every day as my career. It sounds strange, but eh. I think I’m going to stick with drawing for fun for now! Second, I miss colorsssss omg I only had my black pens, a few color pens, and three markers with me for most of the month. I mean, inking is my favorite part of the drawing process, I already use colors sparingly in my drawings as a style choice, and this challenge is INKuary after all. But I’m so ready to start using more colors again now that I’m reunited with the rest of my supplies. Third, drawing is a pretty lonely process. I think I tend to do my best work, or at least feel more comfortable working on drawings, when I’m alone. When people try to see my drawings, I become so self-conscious to the point of physical discomfort. Yet I’m completely fine with showing my drawings to strangers on the Internet. Again, it’s something I can write an entire essay about, but let’s just leave it at that.

I’m not sure if my drawing themselves have improved throughout this month. I don’t know, maybe I’ve become a bit faster at drawing? I wasn’t really stressing about improving as the month progressed, though. Like I said, I just wanted to have fun. But I think my attitude has improved. I’ve become less intimidated by the blank page. Posting on social media isn’t as pressuring as it used to be when I started uploading my drawings many, many years ago. I’ve come out of this challenge wanting to draw more! I think these small changes in my mindset are just as important as changes in skill, and hopefully these changes will become great enough that they translate onto my work.

Okay this post has become way too long and disorganized. Inkuary was fun! Which drawng was your favorite? I think my favorite was Day 23, but Day 4 is a close second!

Also one more thing omg thank you for the likes and reblogs and for your feedback. ✨ I’m glad I can share my drawings with you~

[draconia-bsd]

Sweet Illusion

Wrote it because I am a content starved bitch...ok? xD I really wish more people liked this ship tbh. UwU Please tell me your thoughts, even if it's critics! Thank you! ♡

Words: 2 531

Pairing: Kouyou Ozaki and Dazai Osamu (Kouzai)

Rating: M

Summary: Just some smutty fluff after a PM party.

Dim lights made the venue Mori rent look even more elegant and mysterious, absolutely fitting of the crowd gathered there. Kouyou and her selected higher ups were the first to arrive, but were soon followed by Chuuya and two other Executives with their own respective teams. Everyone had a specific seat arranged for them, so it was quite noticable when that one particular person hasn't shown up at the agreed time. Still, Boss was unbothered as he was used to his subordinate's deviations concerning informal plans- Dazai was just like that, surprisingly not much of a people person.

With this in mind, everyone enjoyed themselves without a second thought, even Dazai's own "pawns". The only person who seemed to be irritated by the fact this young man was treated so lightly was Chuuya. He controlled it well at first, but after a few drinks his rage started showing despite his best efforts to hide it. He glanced at a seemingly careless Mori with a strange look that resembled that of a child during a tantrum, and then he started talking. Not just to Boss but to anyone near him- mostly his dear "sister" Kouyou.

Now, Kouyou wasn't the type of person to shut someone she cared about too quickly, but this time Chuuya really walked on thin ice. She was looking forward to relaxing this evening, and quite frankly, this shit was too annoying as it wasn't even something Dazai did directly to Chuuya. Still, she drank her sake and politely nodded for a while, until, with the corner of her eye she spotted the last remaining Executive. "Finally" she thought and stood from her seat to catch him. The drinks were working already, so the speed she glided across the venue was unusual, to say the least, along with her general stance. She put her arms on Dazai's shoulders and yanked him down towards her saying enthusiasticallg "Oh there you are!". For a brief moment his expression seemed confused, but nonetheless he replied in a similar manner, going even as far as to hug her. Certainly, phisical contact was something he rarely used as a strategy to calm a person down, but given the muddled state of his mind he didn't really bother. Nobody knew how in the world was he able to get to the party with that much alcohol in his body, but that wasn't that important since Mori seemed happy to have him around even in this state. Kouyou dragged Dazai to the table where the five Executives sat and began a casual conversation about a current art event at the city, which seemed to ease the tension between two men, mostly because Chuuya got so invested in expressing his thoughts that he decided he needs to tell everyone about his most recent epiphanies considering music and art. Not that his ideas were bad, but it was definitely not the best time to share them, as his, now barely coherent, speech was driving too much attention from such a delicate matter. Kouyou wanted to stop her friend, but the risk of him getting insulted simply wasn't worth it. Instead, she just took another shot of sake, contorting her face in the process.

Dazai just looked at her and laughed "Better not get drunk for that, sis."

After all this time she practically developed and immunity to his jokes and mostly didn't take them too serious, especially when he was drunk and his behaviour resembled to that he used to have when he was much younger. She was aware he mostly made them witht he hope for an explosive reaction, and she didn't intend to allow him such pleasure.

"Too late, I was already drunk when he started." She said with a smile and covered one of her rosy cheeks with a hand to cool herself down.

Their conversation continued for a while, mostly consisting out of teasing, and a daring of who will drink more shots. Similarly to Chuuya, Kouyou wasn't much of a drinker, but seeing Dazai was already pretty intoxicated, she actually thought she could win....which was a big miscalculation since he can drink like a camel even in his current state.

The competition ended after she drank her fourth shot and as a punishment she had to do a wacky dance to the next song. Dazai giggled like a menace that he is, but agreed to let her wait for the next song as she had to prepare herself for the embarrassment. Unfortunately for him tho, the next song was a slow one and while the thought of Kouyou completely ruining the atmosphere was amusing, it wasn't exactly what he was looking for, so he hugged her before she got up and told her it would be stupid of her to dance now so he'll change the punishment.

Laughing and returning the hug, Kouyou let a disappointed sound "Aaaaaaa what will it be then?"

He wasn't quite sure yet so he voiced that and started sliding his fingers through her long, silky hair. Alongside the music it was quite relaxing for both of them so neither made a fuss when the next song started playing, and then the one after that too.

"Hey...." Dazai murmured and was answered with Kouyou's sleepy voice "Yeah?"

"How about we leave?"

"Ugh, I'm sleepy, maybe just a bit lon-" she stated but was interrupted.

"We can get a room here on the second floor, I'm tired too."

This was a great answer in Kouyou's mind, so that's exactly what happened in the next ten or so minutes. As soon as they were in the room she took her heels off and launched at the bed, wrapping herself in the indigo sheets.

With the voice of a spoiled child Dazai demanded some of the sheets for himself, as he had also took a few of his garments, and pulled them over on his side. Discontent with that, Kouyou replied in the same manner, but had no strength to actually pull the sheets. The whole room as spinning anyway, so she was at least glad she was in a comfy bed.

It was painfully obvious she was drunk more than usual and Dazai knew he might as well test his luck now. He pulled her close to him and rested his forehead on hers. "Is this better?" He asked in a low, but soft voice.

She felt awkward for a moment, but it really did feel good and she couldn't deny she disliked it, or that she never thought of a scenario similar to this, so Kouyou nodded affirmatively and sled her hand to his waist, which she felt made him quiver. Taking a deep breath, it was now a bit harder to fall asleep. Petting each other they stayed like this until Kouyou moved and allowed their noses to touch. Dazai chuckled to this, moving his hand towards her head and slowly leaning for a kiss. A soft and warm kiss, with no hurry or fear of exploitation. They were both in the same sauce when it came to this, so it was quite a relief compared to either of their previous and current partners.

They moved their bodies closer together, letting their legs intertwine and allowing their hands to do as they please. She always liked his hair- it seemed so soft, and now she had a chance to test that, and it turns out she was right. It was soft, maybe even more than her own hair, and that made it all the more pleasurable to play with. Dazai never noticed he was blushing from such a simple gesture, but Kouyou did, leading her to caress his cheek. He let out a small moan, most likely because of surprise, and inhaled deeply before kissing her wrist and then proceeding to leave a trail all along her arm and shoulder, causing her to breathe erratically.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and placed a light kiss on her chest while looking her in the eye, awaiting affirmation of wether or not he should continue. Kouyou put her fingers through his hair again, encouraging him with a tiny moan as well. He was much more gentle than what she had expected and that was most certainly a bonus.

Dazai continued to tease with small glimpses of pleasure, slowly moving upwards along her neck and ears, placing the last kiss on her lips, allowing her to devour the passion he had bottled up. Letting out a loud moan, he had only stimulated her to take the lead now. She wrapped her legs around him and leaned onto his body until she was on top, free to do whatever she liked. But she was in no hurry either. Instead of immediately doing what her instincts wanted, Kouyou gave him another kiss, just as passionate as the one before, but spiced it up by biting his lip gently in the process. His excitement didn't help her tho, as she felt him right where it was the best. Taking big breaths in order to concentrate, she did manage to provide special attention to his neck, leaving red marks on it over and over again as his moans became less cintroled.

It was hard to know exactly how excited either of them was, as neither was particularly vocal in the bedroom, but grinding against each other was a good giveaway, as it became more frequent and accompanied by tighter grips with every move. Finally, she figured it was the right time to give in, so she pulled Dazai in a sitting position, which he eagerly accepted. He was just as excited as Kouyou, but truth be told, he controlled it better- he took his time with taking off her dress, sliding the one shoulder strap and kissing the exposed skin, then moving to her breasts, covering every inch of them with kisses and one very light bite on the lower side which made her quiver. Sliding his hands over her curves, he lifted the skirt of the dress, making a pause when he reached to her hips in order to caress them. After this, their lips locked again and soon the rest of clothes came off. Some was removed by it's owner and some by the lover, but due to the haze neither really cared to remember.

The sounds of their irregular breathing combined with low grunts and moans filled the room, making it seem as if there was no other noise in this world. With fogged up minds nothing else really mattered anyway, at least not at that moment. Their bodies merged and filled each others desires very well, leaving them craving for more with each thrust. Fuelled by desire, Kouyou had gradually set up a pretty fast rhythm, enjoying the view of a flustered mess beneath her. It was a sight she had never seen before and it added a layer of excitement, as she had previously barely thought of him as a real person, a human. Not that this was an example of his vulnerability in any way, but still, rare people in the mafia ever got to see this side of a notorious executive, and she was quite flattered to be one of them- it made her feel superior, in a way.

As she was getting closer to orgasm, her tempo declined until she completely stopped, but not by her own will. Silently, Dazai embraced her with his arms, making it impossible for her to move. Even tho it was good feeling him so deep, it was infuriating nonetheless, but he quickly made up for it. His lips trembled as he told her to relax, kissing her passionately. His hands now moved lower, grabbing her thighs and buttocks, and he suddenly lifted her, along with his own body. Instinctively, Kouyou clung to him, causing him to laugh and place a kiss on the nape of her neck.

"I may not be a part of the battle units, but I'm not that weak." He said as a joke, but knowing him, Kouyou was sure he took offense at her reaction. She never liked his hypersensitive ego, but this wasn't the time to get bothered by that. She placed a kiss on his ear and whispered in her most seductive voice: "Then by all means do as you please."

She didn't need to say it twice, as he thrust in slowly and deeply. "As you wish, m'lady."

His rhythm was complete opposite of her's, but equally enjoyable- he knew exactly where to aim and how to make her want to scream, and in fact, he did manage to make her scream. It was short, but she did get embarrassed and dug her face in his hair. Sensing this, Dazai stopped moving and looked at her face. Similarly to Kouyou, he also liked the view in front of him, but he wanted even more, so he encouraged her by his own moans directly in her ear. "Mmmmm, see? No need to be shy."

He lied her down on the bed and kissed her ferociously, pressing his body on her's. Putting just the tip of his penis in, he carefully examined her expression. It was beautiful, even with smeared make-up and fiery red cheeks, he still couldn't get enough of it. This time tho, his rhythm wasn't so slow- it was obvious he was nearing his end too, and luckily for him, Kouyou wasn't behind. Encouraging him to go faster, she wrapped her legs around him tighter and let go of her voice, but what she was pleasantly surprised by was the fact that he still asks her if he can go harder- which she answered with a kiss.

Shaking and out of breath, they remained in this position for a while, their faces touching with forheads. They looked into each others eyes without any awkward tension now, quite the contrary actually, it felt relaxing. Laying a kiss on Kouyou's lips was so natural and seeing that this was reciprocated was priceless. He lied next to her, taking a deep breath, pulling her into a hug. She faced him and dug her fingers in his hair. His expression was as if he was melting, she knew she hit the right button.

Dazai lowered himself and placed his head on Kouyou's chest, wrapping his arms around her, scratching her back in circular motion. "Nee, can you continue?" He asked.

Since she found brushing his hair relaxing, she did so, completely embracing him in the process. He placed a kiss on her collarbone as a way to show his gratitude, mumrmuring something she didn't quite understand, but assumed was a "thank you". Somehow, even with this obvious incompatibility, it all felt very comforting. Two broken people, forced to cooperate, end up learning about each other and using it as a way to ease the stress. No doubt they would have never even interacted if the circumstances were different, but at the moment, this is the most normal they could get.

Holding each other tight, submerged in this artificial warmth, they spent their night. Shivering from the coldness inside, taking comfort in a sweet illusion.