#for neas

[willczek-art]

Not a final option or anything, I just colored this one variant for a thumbnail, may as well post it here :V

Update on the Concept Art assignment, I know where I'm going with the vibe I want them to have, I just haven't Gotten There Yet™~

(not having the world's technology/magic level established yet really doesn't help, but oh well...)

[apassingbird]

"Hey, baby," Tommy's voice carries through the apartment, "have you seen my shirt?"

Buck's standing in Tommy's bedroom, pulling said shirt over his head and ready to reply that yes, he has in fact seen his shirt and no, Tommy can't have it because Buck's already wearing it, when he pauses. Baby. That's- that's new.

It's just a word. It shouldn't make Buck's heart speed up or fill his belly with far too many butterflies for it to count as healthy.

Baby.

He closes his eyes and lets the word, that tiny little four letter word, echoe in his head. The memory of Tommy's voice repeating it over and over again, until it eventually ends up in Buck's own mouth before falling out as nothing more than a soft whisper.

"Are you okay?"

Buck blinks his eyes open, mouth still open around the word, and when he is met with a half-naked Tommy who is looking at him with a bemused expression, he all but melts.

"You, uh, you called me baby." Buck offers, as if that's an answer to Tommy's question. Maybe it is. "You've never- you haven't called me that before."

Tommy's face softens at that, his eyes dropping down to Buck's chest before finding his eyes again, eyes sparkling. He steps closer, until he can reach out and grip Buck's waist, the warmth of his hands noticeable even through two layers of fabric. Buck's own hands find their way to Tommy's arms, slowly sliding up until they rest at the soft curve of his neck, thumbs barely brushing the underside of his jaw.

"Well, you are my baby," Tommy says then, matter of factly, gently pulling Buck closer. "Aren't you?"

"Y-yeah?" Buck swallows, eyes dropping down to Tommy's lips for a moment. "I- yeah, I-I am?"

"You are."

Tommy just... looks at him, eyes so incredibly fond that Buck can barely breathe with it, before leaning in to press a soft kiss onto Buck's lips. He doesn't protest too much or at all, actually, when Buck immediately deepens it. Eventually, though, Tommy pulls away, panting just enough for Buck to feel a bit proud in a I did that to him kind of way.

"I'm really your baby, huh."

"Very much so," Tommy hums, one hand leaving Buck's waist to over his belly, up his chest, and then down again. Buck wonders, for a moment, if they're going to be late for work, which- he wouldn't be opposed to that. But Tommy simply pinches the loose fabric of the sweater, pulls at it a little, and says, "you're a thief, too."

Buck opens his mouth to protest, but Tommy just gives him a look then, as if to say try me. A smile is tugging at the corner of his mouth, though, and his free hand gives Buck's waist a small squeeze.

"I mean," Buck starts, heart pounding in his chest. "What's yours is mine, right, babe?"

"Babe, huh?"

"Darling?" Buck tries, knows he probably looks like a fool from how big he's grinning. "Sugarbuns? Pookie? Hot stuff?"

Tommy kisses him then, and Buck lets himself get lost in it again. When one of his hands slips down from Tommy's neck, Tommy's quick to reach up and take hold of it, pressing it against his own chest. He presses another kiss onto Buck's lips, hot and searing, as if he's pouring his entire being into it. When he breaks away, he doesn't go far, his forehead resting against Buck's. They stand like that for a moment, breathing each other in.

"You're still a thief, though," Tommy says eventually, voice low and rough, as he taps his fingertip against the back of Buck's hand where it rests just above his heart, and Buck wonders if Tommy's still talking about the shirt when he whispers, "you can keep it."

[stil-lindigo]

patchwork canary.

a comic about two girls, fate, and a powerful man who felt entitled to something that wasn’t his to own.

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[ternurizada]

En tu órbita

[renieule]

"The two of us were once "one.""

[kinbari14]

Jump SQ RISE Summer Issue 2024 featuring D.gray-man

[mirrists]

a namine doodle i liked ...

[houndaelyn]

had a stupid dream lol

[lujart]

🍡🎪🎩💜

[willczek-art]

Nachos update :³

In my mind the Protagonist should be a customisable character, but that feels like a cheap way out of the challenge I've set for myself... Still, it's not like it's in the assignment requirements~

[apassingbird]

"I just-" Tommy sighs, content and sated, his lips brushing against Buck's shoulder as he continues, "I can't seem to get enough of you."

"Y-yeah?" Buck lets out a shaky breath, tiny sparks of electricity still shooting throughout his body, all the way from the top of his head down to his toes. His knees are still shaking slightly. "Feeling's mutual."

Tommy hums, presses a row of open-mouthed kisses into Buck's skin, all the way from his shoulder, into the soft curve of his neck, and up until he reaches just beneath the sharp line at the hinge of Buck's jaw. Another kiss, this one softer, tender, sending a shiver through Buck's body.

"I don't just mean this," Tommy says then, gesturing between their naked bodies. His hand drifts over Buck's chest, down towards his stomach, fingertips brushing the coarse hair of Buck's pubes. He pauses for a moment before looking back up at Buck with a glint in his eyes, says with a wink and a smirk, "Although, this is pretty damn addictive, too."

Buck huffs out a laugh. "You're ridiculous."

"You're beautiful." Tommy replies honestly, his smirk softening into a smile, a small private thing, his hand resting on top of the soft curve of Buck's belly, his gaze steady as he looks at Buck. "You're so fucking beautiful, and you're passionate and kind and so incredibly smart. You're- god, you're everything, Evan. Everything. And I don't-"

Tommy hesitates for a moment, and Buck's heart beats violently but steadily in his chest. He reaches out then, his fingertips finding Tommy's chin and then his jaw, the palm of his hand curving around it. "You don't what?"

"I don't know what to do with it sometimes," Tommy confesses, leaning into Buck's touch. "I just- I think I had started to accept that I'd never have anything like this, or that I'd ever get to have anyone like you, that it just wasn't for me."

"I know, baby." Buck's voice is soft, barely above a whisper. He brushes his thumb against Tommy's cheek, feeling a little bit like he wants to cry when Tommy turns his head just so before pressing a kiss into the palm of Buck's hand. I love you, he thinks, says, "You have me, though, for as long as you want."

"What if I want you forever?"

"Well," Buck says, pulling Tommy down towards him until their foreheads rest against one another, his hand slipping down until he can press it against Tommy's chest, right above his heart. "Forever sounds pretty good to me."

[dodobirdz2]

[slashthrashandcrash]

danny being in all the baby!legion trials is actually so funny and cute 😭 they're just a bunch of lil guys

He's just here to supervise. Carry on with surviving or whatever it is you dweebs do.

[renieule]

"I'm going to devour you"

[somos-deseos]

En tu órbita 🚀

[religious-extremist]