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[islxms]

˗ˏˋ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 ˎˊ˗ 💭. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖

pairings - singer!kenjikishimoto x fem!reader

summary - You were painting in your studio, as you often did in your free time, indulging in a passion you had never shared with your boyfriend, Kenji Kishimoto. There wasn't any particular reason for keeping it a secret; it was simply something you chose not to discuss with him. You assumed Kenji was in his studio, working on a new song as he often did around that hour. But then, just as you were losing yourself in the rhythm of your strokes, you heard the door creak open. Kenji.

warnings - light smut.

words count - 1.3k ˎˊ˗

˚₊‧꒰ა letter 📜໒꒱ ‧₊˚ - I decided to switch to Tumblr because I prefer writing short stories instead of struggling to find inspiration to finish a book that I once started. Hope you enjoy this story! Should I make another one? A part 2?

I walked into my studio—the place I treasured most. Painting and drawing have been my passions since I was just a kid, offering me a creative escape and a sense of fulfillment. The studio was my sanctuary, a space where I could immerse myself in my art and express my innermost thoughts and emotions. Today was no different. Kenji was working in his studio on a new song, which he didn't tell me much about, but I know once he gets back home, it will be the topic of the night. He always loved sharing his interests as much as watching Tangled over and over again—never understood the reason for his weird obsession with it. But since I love him and I love being around him, I don't mind spending hours sitting and cuddling with each other while watching his favorite Disney movie.

As for me, I wasn't much of a talker or an extroverted person. I loved being alone in quiet and calm places, enjoying the comfort of my surroundings—just me and the world and no one else. But since Kenji got into my life, everything changed. I couldn't stay alone in a room for more than ten minutes without thinking about or wanting him. Except in my studio, where I painted all my feelings, worries, everything. Including Kenji, even though he wasn't aware of it. None of this. Not that I didn't want him to know about it or that I was embarrassed by it, it was just a topic I hadn't discussed or talked about.

I got my blank canvas and positioned it on the easel. As I prepared my paints and brushes, I felt the familiar excitement bubbling up inside me. The scent of oil paints and the soft hum of classical music filled the room, creating the perfect atmosphere for creativity. I started to lose myself in the rhythm of painting, each stroke bringing my vision to life.

Suddenly, I heard the door creak open. My heart skipped a beat as I turned to see Kenji standing in the doorway, his eyes wide with surprise. "I thought you were working on a new song," I stammered, caught off guard by his unexpected presence.

Kenji smiled, stepping into the room. "I finished early," he said, his gaze shifting to the painting I was working on. "I didn't know you painted, Sunshine," he smirked.

"Uh, I-I..." Gosh, I sounded so pathetic. "Well, now you do," I said, trying to muster a confident smile.

His smirk only grew bigger as he leaned closer to me, before kissing me slowly and gently. "Had to get my daily kiss," he murmured against my lips, "couldn't continue living without it, Sunshine."

I felt my cheeks flush as I pulled back slightly, looking into his eyes. "You’re impossible," I laughed.

Kenji grinned. "And yet, you love me anyway."

I rolled my eyes playfully. "Yeah, I do."

He glanced back at the canvas. "So, are you going to show me how you paint, Rapunzel?"

I chuckled, shaking my head. "Rapunzel, huh? I see where you’re going with this."

Kenji grinned. "Well, you do have that whole artist-in-a-tower vibe going on. Plus you're blonde. So, what do you say? Teach me your ways?"

"Alright," I said, smiling. "But don't expect any miracles."

He moved closer to the easel, watching intently as I picked up a brush and dipped it into the paint. We spent the next hour together, laughing and painting, with Kenji's curiosity and enthusiasm proving to be infectious. His presence added a new, joyful dimension to the creative process.

As the session came to an end, Kenji stepped back to admire his own work—a colorful, abstract piece that was uniquely his. He grinned at me and said, "I've seen worse." With a playful glint in his eye, he wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me close. "Excuse me?! Is that how you treat the art that your beloved, gorgeous, funny, breathtaking—"

I cut him off with a laugh, "I don't want to hear your big ego."

Kenji chuckled, his smile widening as he looked at me. "Alright, alright," he said, his tone light and teasing. "I'll save the compliments for later, Sunshine. Talking about art, I want to see some of your work, Princess."

There was no way I'll show him my work, especially since 90% of it is sketches of him.

"Please, Sunshine," he persisted, faking a pout and making those irresistible puppy-dog eyes.

I hesitated, feeling my cheeks flush slightly. "You know, it's not really finished," I said, trying to deflect.

Kenji raised an eyebrow, his expression playful but determined. "Come on, just a glimpse. I promise I won't judge. Besides, I’m really curious to see what you’ve been working on."

Reluctantly, I sighed and walked over to the corner of the studio where I kept my sketches, all of which were of him. I pulled out a few pieces, trying to avoid eye contact as I handed them to him. "Fine. But don't say I didn't warn you."

Kenji's eyes lit up as he examined the sketches. He traced the delicate lines and shading with admiration, his gaze moving from one sketch to the next. "These are incredible," he said breathless. "I had no idea you were so talented. And wow, you’ve captured me in such a unique way."

I watched his reaction, a mix of nervousness and anticipation fluttering in my chest. His appreciation was more than I had hoped for. "I’m glad you like them," I said softly.

Kenji looked up at me, his eyes radiating a tenderness and warmth that made my heart flutter. "You should share more of this side of yourself with me," he said softly. "I love seeing how you perceive the world—and how you see me. Especially me."

"Is that all you think about? Just yourself?" I scoffed, rolling my eyes with a hint of irritation.

"No, princess," he said smoothly, standing up and extending his hand towards me. "It's you."

I took his hand, my mind racing as I tried to come up with a response, but I was utterly speechless. His words had left me at a loss.

"Now, I didn’t get off work early for nothing," he smirked, pulling me closer. His lips were mere inches from mine, and I could feel the heat of his breath against my skin.

As he drew me chest to chest with him, our lips met in a kiss that was both intense and electrifying. The world around us faded away as we lost ourselves in the passion of the moment.

One of his hands slid down my thigh, guiding it to his waist as the kiss deepened. The pressure of his body against mine was exhilarating, every movement fluid and passionate as our kiss grew more intense. His fingers explored the curve of my leg, pulling me even closer, and I could feel the heat radiating between us.

Gradually, his lips left mine and traveled to my neck, planting soft, lingering kisses along the sensitive skin. Each touch of his lips sent waves of warmth and pleasure through me, heightening the already intense connection we shared. His breath was warm against my skin, and the gentle caress of his lips made my heart race.

As he continued to kiss my neck, his hands roamed up to cradle my face, guiding it gently to meet his gaze. His eyes were filled with a fiery intensity, a reflection of the passion that had ignited between us.

We both pulled away to catch our breath, from the intense moment. "Are you going to draw this too?" He asked casually, with his usual and teasing smirk.

"Go fuck yourself, Kenji Kishimoto." I reply between gaspes.

"I have a better idea, Sunshine."

[2-dsimp]

How would lynx react if I tied him up and teased him by wearing something he likes or just being an teasing asshole to him

Lynx the Harpy Would hate it.

The Singer refuses to be on the receiving end of being tied up under any circumstances. He’s a free birdy and he plans on keeping it that way. Would be extremely fussy and complain a lot should you attempt at tying him up. He’d also demand a lot of compensation for going through such a traumatizing experience.

[crashin2you]

[safelia]

*Sirius is a singer who's dating his back dancer but no one knows it (or yes?)*

Remus: Do you think we can behave like that on the scene?

Sirius: I don't care. We're just enjoying the show.

Okay, i could draw it better but faces are still challenge for me... Maybe i should more practice...

But, anyway, i like it😹 (P.S.: I'm still learning how to draw digitally 🙂🤍)

Look at his eyes 😩

He's so in love... (Hearts in his eyes: yeah? how did you find out?)

[luminarai]

@spookylestat mentioned sam reid’s waist and period gowns in the same sentence and my hand slipped?? oops

(I like to imagine louis reading a newspaper or something showing a print of madame x and lestat walking by, casually throwing out a ‘I wore it better’. louis doesn’t have a single hinged thought for the rest of the week)

[inafieldofdaisies]

[j0nerino]

he's right

[mellendraws]

Maxon and America own my pathetic heart 🥹

[casualfr1days]

Redesigned Big Al because I don’t think his newer design fits him very well!!!

Based it off of his original inspiration of “Frankenstein Elvis”, his redesign concepts, and also just 60s fashion.

I like him and I hope you do too!!😼 I think he’s a super cool and under appreciated vocaloid

Can can we start using him in more songs guys please cries

(inspiration and some Big Al songs under cut)

Bonus tonio drawing (they are husband your honor)

[tongues--and--teeth]

Rip Shining Glitter you would love Chappell Roan

[renjimt]

I made this like a couple of months ago but I just decided to post it for fun

[2-dsimp]

Are you still doing scenarios? If so, can I suggest a yandere celebrity with a reader that's a fan of theirs?

Maybe The yandere is a singer in a famous band that sees the reader as his 'muse'.

【meet the Harpy pt1!】

【Y/N】 Being happy to be at their favorite rock band concert and is Vibing in the front row crowd

《Harpyboi》 Searching like a madman for any trace of his muse within the crowd.

《He spots you.》

《Harpyboi》 ‘OMG they’re wearing my courting gift. They want me! They need me..!’

‘T h e y l o v e m e . . .’

《Harpyboi》 Who immediately rips the backstage pass from his managers hands after the show. And kidnaps you to his private nesting spot where y’all could have your own private “meet and greet session”.

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TBC

I don’t got a name for the harpy boi sooo I’m gonna ask y’all for some suggestions using any of these letters below (>^ω^<)

→ HLPSUVWX

[darksideoftheshipps]

I'm allowing myself to draw shitty. But I draw 🖤.

II x Vessel (II has snakebites)

more kisses!!

MORE KISSES!!!

[wipbigbang]

Round 2 Of Artists Claims For The Regular WIPBB Are Open! Round 2 lasts until July 31st! You may claim 3 fics this round!

This is one of the fics open for claiming...

Supernatural #115 Title: Nothing Stays the Same Pairing/Characters: Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Bobby Singer, Original Child Character, Castiel, Adam Milligan, Crowley, John Winchester, Original Male Character Rating: Explicit | E Warnings/Tags: No Warnings apply, Sibling Incest, POV First Person, POV Sam Winchester, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Trans Dean Winchester, FTM Dean Winchester, Angry Dean Winchester, Hurt Dean Winchester, Guilty Sam Winchester, Kid Fic, Professor Dean Winchester, Lawyer Sam Winchester, Cat Castiel, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Eventual Romance, Eventual Happy Ending, Angst with a Happy Ending, Bottom Dean Winchester/Top Sam Winchester, Explicit Sexual Content Summary: This is an AU in which Sam never left during the Pilot and stayed at Stanford even after Jess' death, so it deals with the repercussions of that choice when Sam decides once he graduates law school that he wants to pick up where he'd left off after so many years. He'd had an incestuous relationship with his sister Deanna prior to leaving for college and then cut off all ties with his family and everyone else in the hunting life once he got to Stanford, so he discovers 8 years later that Dee has transitioned to Dean (FTM trans), but not before giving birth to a daughter Sam didn't know he had. Dean is hurt and furious over Sam's abandonment when Dean had needed Sam the most, so Sam now has to find a way to earn his brother's forgiveness and see if he has a place in the life Dean built in his absence.

#118 Title: Working Title: Dragon Dean Origin Story Pairing/Characters: Dragon-shifter Dean Winchester & Soulless Sam Winchester Rating: Explicit | E Warnings/Tags: Graphic Violence Canon-typical violence, toxic brotherly co-dependence Summary: This a Supernatural case fic in which the origin story of dragon-shifter Dean Winchester is explained and the case that led to him being turned into such a creature while hunting with Soulless Sam. Soulless Sam however does not see Dean as his brother anymore but something he needs to hunt and put down, leading to a manhunt for his own brother across the continental USA until it all comes to a head in a motel room in upper New York state and Castiel swoops in at the last second. He stops Sam’s dragon killing blade from hitting dragon-shifter Dean and sends him to an alternate universe where he and Sam never existed. The story from this point forward is a time-travel long-fic that will release end of August on AO3.

#119 Title: Working Title: Dark Side Pairing/Characters: Soulless Sam Winchester/Demon Dean Rating: Explicit | E Warnings/Tags: Graphic Violence, Major Character Death, Non-con/Rape Torture, Extremely Dubious Consent, Mental and Physical Torture Summary: Set in a Supernatural AU. Soulless Sam with the use of an Enochian spell undertakes a journey to reunite with his dragon-shifter brother Dean who had escaped from him into another universe with Castiel’s help when Soulless Sam was about to stab him to death. The spell will take the caster to the soul most compatible in all of the universe which given Soulless Sam’s nature is no longer his original brother but Demon Dean in an alternate universe.

Demon Dean’s world is a destroyed wasteland that he lives in with Castiel who refuses to give up hope on the long-gone righteous man their relationship is more human and pet than anything resembling a true healthy relationship between beings as Demon Dean uses and abuses him for his grace, aggression and comfort. Demon Dean’s Sam long ago escaped to another universe using magic-powers he acquired under the tutelage of Rowena.

When Soulless Sam arrives at Demon Dean’s doorstep, in front of the bunker, a relationship in line with their compatibility develops and the two warped versions of Sam and Dean start to connect deeply, a perfect match. However, Castiel finds his demise at the hands of the very humans he was sent to earth to protect in the first place.

The list of remaining fics and the link to sign up are below!

[boscofuller]

[4townglazer]

josh levi is so attractive😍